Love for my mom – 2

“Ok, you got me with that one…for a moment anyway. Now seriously, what’s going on here that you’re not telling me about?”

“Well the fact is Aunt Stella, earlier today, mom showed me what it was like to do that. So before you got here, we’ve been watching one another masturbate in a mirror in her bedroom. And in fact, I don’t mind telling you we’re now twins in another way as well.” I had worn a short simple blue skirt, and now stood, hiking it up just far enough to show her what I meant. What I wasn’t wearing…was any panties. “Well? What do you think?” I asked now, displaying my cleanly shaved pussy for her though her mouth was open again as she sat there staring at it. Finally, she burst out laughing.

“I bet that’s not all the two of you have been doing now is it? So tell me…from the very beginning, and don’t leave anything out. I want to hear ALL the juicy naughty details. But before you two do that…I need another glass of wine here.” She drained the remainder of hers, and then handed me her empty glass. Mom did the same, handing hers to me as well.

“Would you be a sweetie then and pour us a couple of more before dinner?” Mom asked.

I smiled, nodded my head and collected their two glasses, almost skipping off into the kitchen with them returning a few moments later. When I came back into the room, both mom and my Aunt were naked, sitting there together, hands down between one another’s legs. I almost spilled the wine.

“That’s for making me wonder…and nervous,” Aunt Stella stated. “But…I also want to be nice and comfy while I hear the rest of this naughty little tale here,” she snickered as I now handed her and mom their wines.

“I think I need a second one myself first,” I told them both, downing the rest of my own, and then headed back off into the kitchen again. When I returned, this time I too was naked, and took my chair again facing the two of them. “Oh, and I turned the sauce down real low mom. Something tells me, dinner will be a little bit later than we were planning.”

**

After mom and I had filled Aunt Stella in on the events of the day, including the two of us ending up in bed going down on one another, we finally sat down to dinner. Still naked. It was actually quite fun doing so, glancing up, seeing mom’s breasts just peeking above the table top, or Aunt Stella’s boobs doing the same. It was also interesting seeing the differences between them in that regard as well. Aunty Stella being five years older than mom, though her body was every bit as fit and trim in many respects as moms were.

Her breasts drooped just a little more perhaps, not quite as full or as firm, but sensually attractive even so. But it was the thought of what I couldn’t see at the moment that continued to run around inside my head, Stella had of course shaved her pussy too, eventually coaxing and convincing mom into doing the same. But what she also had, that I had only gotten a brief quick look at, was the small little piercing through her lips. A dainty gold chain linking each of her outer labia together. The fact that she did, even at her age, was very stimulating.

We soon finished dinner, cleaned up and spent a rather enjoyable time doing so. Occasionally one of us would reach out, a simple gentle touch here and there, often brief and fleeting, but playful. It had the effect of arousing all of us again, which I had believed once I’d walked in and saw the two of them naked, was where all this was eventually heading anyway.