It’s my own damn fault -3

“Next thing I know Gloria turns towards me saying…”I’m fucking horny, how about you?” And yes…admittedly I was, still was…and now a bit nervous and scared again. I mean there we are, still naked, sitting in her car in a nearly deserted parking lot, suddenly she’s reaching over towards me,

her hand finding and cupping my breast, fondling it and teasing it. It felt good…it felt wrong, and right all at the same time. I mean I’d never been touched by another woman before, or touched another woman either. And suddenly I’m touching her breasts too…”

I glanced over at Stella, her hands obviously busy beneath the table, hanging on her mother’s words. I could feel the heat coming from Mia’s crotch, my hand resting directly against her pussy. I could sense as well as feel her liquid moisture as I allowed my finger to press inwards, not entering, but dipping into the cleft of her cunt. She was indeed sopping wet, and I pressed again, feeling her lips literally surround my finger, coating it with her sweet slippery essence.

“And then suddenly, we’re actually sitting there fingering one another. She’s finger-fucking me, and I’m finger-fucking her, and we’re kissing…breathing hard now, strumming one another’s clits…panting, moaning…”

Stella’s hand is moving a lot more now, I’m amazed she’s not really trying to hide the fact that she’s playing with herself, wondering if Mia knows it as well, though how could she not? It’s so damn obvious…at least it is to me anyway. And I find I have to be careful here myself, my own hand a bit more subtle,

hardly moving at all, just the press of my finger, though I now feel it enter, spearing my mother in laws cunt. I hear the miniscule catch of her breath, though I hope Stella sees that as just the excitement in retelling the story, and not the fact I’m now sitting here, fingering her mother’s wet, slick, juicy cunt!

“Finally we both explode, almost simultaneously…getting one another off, sitting there in the front seat of her car. It was the first time I’d ever done that…with another woman, or ever had anyone, man or woman…get me off that way either! Up until then, the only one that had touched my pussy…was me!” She laughed as I felt this sudden release of nectar literally bathe my finger, Mia’s breath once again raspy as she held it momentarily.

She had just climaxed!

“Wow, yeah mom…that was fucking hot, you’re right! That was pretty wild even for you back then!” She said easing back in her chair, both hands up back on the table again, as were mine now too.

“Yeah, admittedly it was…still surprised I told you that story though,” she said, scooting back in her chair. “Though being as tipsy as I am after all this tequila, I guess that explains why I did. And it also explains that I best get my butt upstairs to bed before I can’t.”

Mia leaned over giving me an affectionate kiss on the cheek, whispering the words “Thank you,” in my ear. And then more loudly. “Sleep tight, and goodnight.”

“Good night,” I responded back as she made her way around the table, likewise kissing Stella goodnight.

“The beds are all made up and ready for you,” she then added. “See you in the morning then.”

Mia quickly headed upstairs as Stella and I made our way into the living room, unfolding the couch bed, turning off all the lights save for one small table lamp that had a nice soft warm glow to it.

“Maybe she really is going to bed,” I whispered to Stella, thinking perhaps after her little orgasm, that maybe she really would. That, and the effects of the alcohol we’d all consumed, especially as Stella was definitely feeling it, staggering a bit more than I’d ever seen her do before. Not quite aware of herself, or even her surroundings as much as she should be perhaps.

“Maybe…maybe not. We’ll see. But either way, now I’m damn fucking horny myself!”

That much was obvious, Stella practically tore her clothes off, and then mine after we’d rolled out the bed.

“Could you tell what I was doing?” she giggled hotly as she climbed on top of me.

“Yes I could,” I responded back. “It was a bit obvious, and I couldn’t help wondering…if I could, that maybe your mom could too!” Once again she laughed.

“Yeah, I was sort of purposely doing that just to help get her aroused some perhaps, but I also think that she was doing the same. Keep wondering if you’d look over, see if she was, but I’m pretty sure that we were too,” Stella told me. “I saw her hand moving around a bit once or twice.”

“I ah…didn’t look, didn’t want to get caught,” I replied lamely, though at that point Stella wasn’t really listening to me any more either. She had just slid herself down over the length of my blood-engorged cock.

**

We were just starting to get into it, and admittedly it was feeling damn good. Stella was about as wet and slick as I’d ever felt her. Even the sounds of her wet cunt as she slid up and down the length of me could be easily heard.

“I think she’s watching us,” Stella whispered, leaning over, allowing me to capture one of her breasts, sucking it. “I’m pretty sure I saw movement,” she added, now sitting up again riding me, moving her head from side to side as though in the throes of passion, but I could see her eyes, knew she was looking…wondering. “Yeah, pretty sure she is,” she whispered, leaning over again. But this time when she did, I caught another reflection on the TV across the room.

At some point…Chris had come in, quietly of course, as neither one of us had heard her. She was standing off to one side in the kitchen doorway. Standing as she was, she must have known that neither one of us could see her where she stood. And we wouldn’t have, except for the fact, I could see her through the reflection in the TV set. I decided to remain quiet about it however, and not let Stella know her sister too was watching us now, though I still wasn’t sure about her mother.