“Wait.”
Her head and shoulders fall.
“Just you. Nothing else.”
“John, I can’t just leave him down here all by himself. Alone in the dark.”
I shake my head. She doesn’t understand. “It’s only for a little while. You’ll come back for it. But for now, this is the only way.”
Lovely clutches the buddle tighter to her chest. Something within it squirms and lets out a small cry. Her gaze darts in a triangle, from the object she holds to the door, to me, and back around. Glistening tears well in her eyes.
“Please. Don’t do this. Don’t ask this of me.”
I rub her arm. “It’s okay. I promise. Trust me.” Trust Mother. Something inside me tells me not to speak those words aloud.
“Shh.” She soothes the object in her arms. “Mommy will be right back. You’ll be okay.”
She’s trying to convince herself. This is good. My dick hardens again as I realize she’s going to relent and join us upstairs.
Lovely walks to a corner and gently sets down what she carries. “Please forgive me. I don’t know what else to do.” She adjusts the cloth wrapped around it.
Sobs shake her shoulders as she stands and turns to me. “Okay. What do we need to do? I don’t want to leave him alone for long.”
“Come with me.” I take her hand, and she follows me up the stairs.
The pounding of our hurried steps doesn’t cease once we reach the foyer. I realize the sound is my hammering heartbeat. Excitement builds inside me with each moment. I’m closer than most people get to experiencing one of the most alluring sexual acts.
Is this really happening?
My sweaty palm slipping against her hand reassures me she exists as I pull her along to the bedroom. With my other arm, I reach out and turn the doorknob.
For a second, I convince myself that Mother must be gone. Surely these two women don’t live on the same plane of earth. My mind devised a cruel trick.
The door swings open.
My fear was unfounded. I inhale sweet relief when I see Mother lounging on the bed wearing a red lace teddy and stockings.
“Looks like you found Lovely, John.”
“I did, Mother. Right where you said I would.”
Mother walks over and strokes my cheek. “Good job, my sweet John.”
If the smile on my lips could widen further, it would split my face in two. I live for Mother’s praise.
Mother takes Lovely’s hand from me and walks her across the room to the closet. “You are a little overdressed, my dear. Let’s see what we can find for you to change into.”
Tensing her shoulders, the other woman flinches from the touch, but She doesn’t seem to notice.
Mother rifles through some hangers. “Hmm.” She lifts one from the rack to inspect it. “Yes. I think this should do quite nicely. Let’s get you out of these dirty rags.”
With her eyes locked on mine over Lovely’s shoulder, Mother reaches around the trembling woman’s back and unhooks her bra. “You’re overdressed, too, John. Why don’t you relieve yourself of that extra clothing?”
Needing no other encouragement, I push my pants down in one swift motion and step out of them to stand in my birthday suit.
Mother slides the brassiere from Lovely and reaches for her waist. After a quick release of a button, she moves her hands where I can see them on Lovely’s hips and pushes the jeans and panties down at the same time.
My cock sticks straight out, throbbing and aching for attention. While I watch the erotic events in front of me, I wish to be able to touch it and provide myself with a bit of relief.
But Mother likes to make me wait. And Mother knows best. The delay will only make the main event even more blissful.
I remind myself to breathe as I watch Mother dress Lovely in white lace, befitting a bride on her wedding night. The color serves to represent the novelty of the occasion. I’m certain by her behavior that it’s Lovely’s first threesome as well. No wonder she’s stiff and nervous.
Mother takes Lovely’s shoulders and turns her around for me to admire. “What do you think, John?”
“Oh, fuck me, she’s lovely.”
“I told you.” She flicks a hand at the bed. “Now lie down and let the women do a little work.”
I practically leap onto the bed. The mattress supports me like a cloud from heaven. Perhaps I did die. I was in an accident on the way back home and have been transported to the place where dreams come true.
Mother runs a finger between Lovely’s legs, and I realize the panties she’s wearing are without a crotch.
“The poor dear. Nerves have left her a little dry. No worries. Mother has a remedy for everything. Lie down next to John, girl.”
Lovely’s eyes are dull and glazed as she moves to obey. I understand what she’s feeling. Mother has a similar effect on me, making me feel like I’m in a trance, operating outside my body at times. She’ll get used to it as I did.
Lovely’s gaze lands on me as her head rests near mine. I roll onto my side to watch what Mother has in store.
Mother moves one of Lovely’s hands to hold my begging erection. The touch sends a rush of pleasure through my cock. I moan and pump my hips into her grip.
Mother’s gaze settles on me as she dips her head to Lovely’s pussy and stretches her tongue out for me to watch it make first contact with her clit.
Despite my recent orgasm, I struggle to not come instantly.
Lovely’s body tightens as Mother goes to work licking and sucking. I wonder if it’s her first time being with a girl, too. She’s so quiet.
Wanting to soothe her, I reach out and stroke her hair. “Relax. Just enjoy yourself.” I’m definitely going to.
Her beautifully pink lips call to me. I lean over and kiss her. When she doesn’t resist, I push my tongue into her mouth, tasting her. Not as sweet as Mother, but then who could be?
Reluctantly, Lovely begins moaning against my mouth. Her hand continues to work my cock. I turn my head so I can see the top of Mother’s.
I either need to pace myself or come again soon. The scene is too sexy. I’m on the verge of bursting.
Mother lifts her head. I turn wondering if something is wrong, but her mouth widens and her eyes narrow with mischief.
“I think John needs a little more special attention.” Mother stands and walks around the bed. She leans over, grabs Lovely’s hands, and pulls until the girl is at the edge of the bed, her head hanging off.
