Note: all characters in this story are over 18 years old.
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My mouth dropped open as my friend's moms walked into the living room. They were a couple of nice thick women who both had a sexiness about them. One was a dark caramel color, Sheila, and the other was a pale red head, Gloria. Something that went beyond just the physical attributes of plump breasts and a round ass. The way they walked and smiled and blinked and licked their lips and...
"Dude, you have a problem?" Derrick, Sheila's son was glaring at me.
"Relax bro," Mike, Gloria's son said with a chuckle. "I think he has a bad case of jungle fever."
"Damn, Mike, he isn't just leering at my mom. Are you are cool with him perving on your mom?"
"I guess," Mike replied. "It makes me feel less guilty when I fantasize about his hot milf."
"That shit is messed up. But, yeah Drew's mom is pretty hot."
I didn't like the way this conversation was headed so I quickly pretended to be interested in the video game they were playing. "Let me see the controller if you are not using it Derrick."
Just then the two sexy moms turned their attention to us.
"What are you boys wanting for dinner?" Sheila asked. The questioned seemed simple enough, but it started Gloria giggling. This caused the all three of us to look up with confusion, but Sheila just turned to her friend and with a mock sternness whispered, "Behave."
"We could order pizza," Derrick replied.
"Again?" Sheila groaned. "Oh I guess it is alright. But remember, when your father gets back, we go back to healthy meals. I will call in the order."
Sheila's husband Jerry was away on business again. He would leave for weeks at a time. This time he had been gone for over a month. Gloria's husband had left her when Mike was just a baby. I was just beginning to think that maybe those two women might need a man to take care of them from time to time. Perhaps at the same time, in the same bed, maybe they would touch each other...
"Oh my God, asshole!" Derrick complained. "Do you want the controller or are your hands too busy jerking yourself off?"
"Fuck off," I mumbled as I reached for the controller.
We continued playing video games until the pizza arrived. After they ate Gloria and Sheila went upstairs with strict orders that we all stay downstairs or in the basement, which was Derrick's room. They said something about pedicures or manicures or shaving their legs. We all nodded and headed downstairs to watch a movie.
I could not concentrate on the movie. My dick had not gone down since I had started thinking about the two moms upstairs. About halfway through the film I stood up and said that I was going to get a drink and asked if anyone else wanted anything.
"Nah, I am good," Mike said, while Derrick just shook his head, focusing on the movie.
Walking up from the basement, I stopped at the landing to the second floor. Was that moaning that I could hear? Nah, it was probably just my horny imagination, so I started toward the kitchen.
"Oh fuck girl, keep doing that." What? That wasn't more than a loud whisper, but it sure got my attention. So I slowly crept up the second floor stairs.
"Oh God! You are going to make me cum!" That definitely wasn't a whisper. That was a bit louder and I could tell it was Sheila. I walked softly to the bedroom door which wasn't closed all the way. I peeked in.
The black woman was on her back with her legs up in the air and Gloria was laying in between. The both were completely naked and Gloria had her pale fingers pistoning in and out of her friend's dark pink pussy as she licked her clit.
I couldn't help but let out a gasp at the same time that Sheila hissed "I AM CUMMING! Oh shit!"
Sheila was too preoccupied to notice me, but Gloria looked up at me and smiled a wicked smile on her wet lips. She put her finger too her lips to signal for me to be quiet and then motioned me forward. It was like I was in a trance. It seemed more like one of my fantasies than reality. I walked slowly towards the two women on the bed. Sheila's body was still quivering from her orgasm, her eyes closed, holding onto the feeling as long as she could. As I got nearer, Gloria held up her fingers to my open mouth. She put the same three fingers that had been inside the pink folds of her friend, into my mouth. Slowly I closed my lips and started sucking on them. Gloria's eyes glazed over a bit.
"Oh fuck that is hot," Gloria moaned as she took hold of one of my hands and placed it on her breast.
I felt the warm, softness then moved my hand to the other.
"You are hot baby girl," Sheila whispered. "You sure know how to eat pussy." She opened her eyes and saw what was happening. Here I was, a young white boy with a handful of her friend's tit and was licking her friend's fingers. I was licking HER juices off of them!
"What the fuck! Drew! What the fuck are you doing in here?" She grabbed for a pillow and covered herself as much as she could. Turning to her friend she repeated, "What the fuck?"
Gloria sighed and pulled my face down to hers. She gave me a kiss on the mouth and said, "Guess you better get back downstairs young man. Fun is over." She stood and moved me back to the door. When I left the room, she closed the door behind me. I tried to listen, but all I could make out was a few more "What the fucks" and some whispering, so I headed back downstairs.
I decided to go get the drink, but the taste of Sheila's pussy made me go instead to the downstairs bathroom and try to remember exactly what had just happened.
By the time I was done, I heard my two friends out in the kitchen. Joining them for a snack, I kept looking toward the stairs to see if either of the two mothers were going to come down to confront me.
Nothing happened for the rest of the night.
It wasn't until the next morning when I came up for breakfast that I saw the two women again. Sheila seemed very shy, but Gloria had a big smile on her face.
"Mike and Derrick still sleeping?" Gloria asked.
"Yes ma'am, I think so," I said, unsure of what was about to be said.
"Ma'am? I think we are closer than that now, Drew," she said with a wink.
I looked towards Sheila who just had her head down staring into a cup of coffee.