If you're looking hot and heavy sex, then this is not the story for you.
It's a slow moving and gentle story.
It's an easy and light read.
Enjoy and feel free to leave a comment.
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On the journey back to mom's I kept replaying this evening's session over and over in my head. My cock stiffened and had to be readjusted several times throughout the journey home. I was wondering what they were discussing. I'm convinced they were talking about next week's pose. Which of them would want to sit on my face? Would mom prefer that to sitting on my cock?
I pulled up in the driveway behind the two cars. By the time I'd gotten my stuff out of the car, they were already in the kitchen making some supper. I went up to my room, left in my stuff and went back down to the kitchen for supper. Walking into the room I was greeted by the two ladies drinking coffee and bare assed naked. I was momentarily stunned. This I wasn't expecting. I poured myself some coffee and sat beside them.
"Something wrong Larry?" asked Aunt Sophie.
"No," I said. "I don't think so."
"You sure?" asked mom.
Now I was confused.
"What could possibly be wrong?" I wondered. "Had I said or done something wrong? Was I supposed to have done something?"
Seeing my confusion, mom put me out of my misery.
"You've still got your clothes on."
Standing up I removed my clothes placing them over a nearby stool.
"That's better," said mom.
"He's getting too used to this," smiled Aunt Sophie. "No more stiffies or semi-stiffies."
I blushed, yet again and the two of them laughed. But Aunt Sophie is right. I must be getting accustomed to it all. I don't get stiffies anymore and I wasn't quite sure if that was a good thing or not. Yes it was less embarrassing, but did it mean I wasn't fully enjoying it anymore? I didn't know what to think.
"Stop teasing Soph," said mom coming to the rescue once again. "It must have been very embarrassing never mind uncomfortable walking around with a very stiff penis waving about in front of you."
"She didn't know how right she was," I thought. No more trying to hide a stiffie. No longer worrying about leaking pre-cum dripping anywhere, especially when standing up and having a pre-cum string between your cock and your thigh. Now that I was thinking about it, that lack of worry was making our nudity more comfortable and relaxing.
"What about the next pose?" mom asked. "How're we going to do it?"
"I'm supposing the bed set-up will be the same and we won't have to squat," said Aunt Sophie.
"I'm assuming so," said mom.
"Have you any preference as to who sits on your face or your cock?" teased Aunt Sophie.
"Soph," spluttered mom.
Surely I must have blushed. It was after all my national sport over the last few weeks.
"Whichever way makes you both comfortable," I stammered.
"Well big sis. Which freaks you out more? Face or crotch?"
"I don't know."
"Only way to find out is try," said Aunt Sophie. "Ready for a practice nephew?"
"Now?"
"No time like the present. What do you think big sis?"
"I suppose so," said mom.
Mom led the way to her bedroom, followed by Aunt Sophie, then me. Aunt Sophie's ass was at eye level and her jiggling cheeks started to get me aroused. Maybe I wasn't as immune as I thought. Did I also see some moisture? Was she just as aroused? What was going to happen with the pose? Did I have a preference as to who sat where? Did mom desire to sit on her son's cock? Where did Aunt Sophie want to sit? After taking all of me during the previous session, was she hoping for a repeat? All these thoughts and more were swimming around inside my head.
"Assume the position Larry," mom commanded.
I lay in the middle of the bed.
"Any preference Soph?"
"Not really, though I may have after we've tried it. Can I assume you'd prefer to stay away from his cock?"
Even after all we'd done, hearing Aunt Sophie use the cock word started the dreaded tingles.
"Well then, on you get," said mom.
Aunt Sophie climbed onto the bed, gripped my cock, stroked and squeezed it to an erection. Then straddling me she placed my cock head just inside her pussy. It was basically the same pose as earlier on tonight. Mom then straddled my head and lowered her pussy onto my face.
I recalled the doggie pose we'd practiced for session 7. Watching her on the monitor playing with her pussy. Now, however, I was getting that close-up view in all its glory. For the first time I was smelling, not just a pussy, but an aroused pussy and it was my mom's. The strange but very arousing odour was intoxicating. So this is what 'sensuous musky aroma', as the pornos called it, smelled like. Now I understand why it drove the porno studs wild. It took all my willpower not to sniff heavily and put my tongue out to see if it tasted as good as it smelled. I could see her labia, plump, aroused and very wet. Her vagina opening was getting wider and pulsing. It looked like a goldfish's mouth as it just opened and closed. How ridiculous was that, however, that image made me smile.
I couldn't see what was going on, but by the angle both women were sitting I guessed they were in a hug. My imagination was wondering what that was looking like and my cock twitched. Aunt Sophie must have felt it as she clamped her pussy around my cockhead.
"I'm starting to fade," said mom and as she said it she sat lower and my nose was against her very wet pussy.
"Me too," said Aunt Sophie as she sank lower onto me.
"I need to get off," said mom and as she tried she sat right down on to me.
My nose was lodged between her lips and I was getting smothered.
"What a way to go," I thought as I smiled to myself.
Aunt Sophie started to slip lower and asked mom to help her get off. As mom tried to get off she slipped forward and sat down harder. My nose was now in her vaginal opening. The sensation was impossible to describe. My face was overheating from the heat of her pussy and as she got up her pussy juices left strands between her and my face. Before she could get her sister off me I was already fully inside. Aunt Sophie's pussy pulsed around my cock. Thankfully I was so enthralled with the sensation of my mom's pussy on my face, my cock didn't fully experience the sensations of Aunt Sophie's pussy and I avoided cumming.
Both women were now standing and I struggled to get up. Both were looking a little frazzled from what had happened. Then Aunt Sophie started to giggle.
"What's wrong Soph?"
"Poor Larry."
Mom looked at me, blushed slightly and started to giggle too.
I was puzzled.
"Here sweetie," said mom. "Let me help."
Lifting a wipe from her bedside she proceeded to wipe my face. It was then I guessed what had caused the merriment and mom's blush. My face must have been covered with her pussy juice.
"What do you think Soph?" asked mom.
"It was tricky, but the studio bed will make it a lot easier."
"It will. Are you happy enough with that pose?"
"Don't you want to try it the other way round?"
I may as well have been invisible as they discussed the pose as if I wasn't there.
"Were you both comfortable with the pose and could you see how it looked?" I asked.