Mother Tales Part III
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over our quiet suburban neighborhood. Our house, a modern two-story with a perfectly manicured lawn, stood serenely, its windows reflecting the fading light. Inside, the air was charged with an electric tension, a mix of anticipation and forbidden desire that seemed to crackle through every room.
In the master bedroom, the scent of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the soft sounds of moaning that still echoed in my mind. The room was decorated in shades of cream and gold, with plush furniture and a king-sized bed that dominated the space. The bed was a mess of tangled sheets and discarded clothing, evidence of the passionate encounter that had just taken place.
I lay sprawled across the bed, my body glistening with sweat, my chest heaving with each ragged breath.
Mom and I had been making love on her milf friend Adelita's bed. She was moaning my name underneath me, whispering how good it felt. There were times she was so close she couldn't stop herself from digging her nails into my back. It stung like hell, but I enjoyed it because she did.
The first orgasm we shared was the best one, though. I could have stayed like that with Mom forever.
Then Adelita was behind me, pushing my body deeper into Mom's. Her tits pressed against the backs of my shoulders as she leaned down and kissed the back of my neck.
"I know," she whispered, and there was something different about her. "This is what I always wanted..."
I wanted to ask her what she meant, but Mom grabbed me by the hair and yanked me back to her lips.
Afterwards, I lay back in Adelita's big California-king and panted with exhaustion.
Mom was in the shower upstairs, taking care of herself after what had been our longest, hottest session yet. I could faintly hear the water running, and knew from experience that if I were to get in there with her, it would feel like I was standing outside in a monsoon. It was the best way in the world to wash away sweat and spunk.
My cock wasn't ready for anything like that right now. I hadn't cum for about twenty minutes, which for me was almost a personal best. So there I lay, stretched out across my girlfriend's bed and trying to put the puzzle together.
The door opened. Adelita peeked in, making sure everything was going alright, then came and joined me. She slipped in underneath the covers, snuggling against my body.
"Having fun?" Adelita asked.
I let out a soft, tired grunt. "Of course. Thanks again for inviting her over."
She shrugged. "I figured you would enjoy it. There are few things I dislike more than letting good pussy go to waste."
It was just one more way Adelita made sure that she got her hooks in deep. One more way she proved that the universe really did bend to her will.
If I had any sense, I would have known that going along with this was a bad idea.
But she was Adelita - beautiful, mysterious and seductive. And I loved her. So if what she said was true, then I belonged to her.
"Hey," she said, coming close. "Want to play another round of pool?"
"No fucking way," I chuckled, tossing back the rest of my drink. "Unless it means I get to win..."
She rolled her eyes at me. "C'mon, baby."
She pulled me by the arm and I let myself be tugged away from the countertop. Even though I could see what was coming, even though I'd learned my lesson in her bedroom the first time around, there wasn't a goddamned thing I could do to stop it.
My gaze fell from the curves of her ass, where it rested under the hem of her skirt, to the spot between her legs. Her thong, that tiny little triangle of black silk, was tucked tightly between her folds. As Mom shifted her stance on the kitchen tile, it came free. The fabric hung loosely from her sex, a strand of arousal briefly linking the thin band of her panties to her snatch. I couldn't keep from staring; Adelita noticed. She leaned closer and licked my ear.
"Go ahead," she purred in a husky voice. "Pull it to the side. You can play with it a little bit if you like."
I slid the panties away from ...