We finally made it to my bedroom, towelled dry and lay together. Our bodies were twisted around each other as we kissed various body parts, groped freely and generally recharged our batteries. I was living my best life, my mind totally blown at the situation I was in when Michelle’s casual comment nearly caused world war 3.
“I don’t know what turns me on most” she started, both of us giving her our attention, “fucking the mother or the daughter. What do you think” she said looking at me with a questioning face. I felt Natalie move, her face showing signs she was computing the message. “Wooh, you’ve both fucked my mum” she hissed, her face reddening and scowling as the realisation hit her. “It wasn’t a fucking trick question, answer me” she barked, now stood looking at us.
I have no reason why but her words and mood turned me on, my cock springing into life as she stared me down. It didn’t go unnoticed. “Oh clearly you find this a turn on, I think you’ve got some explaining to do”. To her absolute credit she listened intently, gave us her full attention, asked no questions and nodded her head occasionally as things clearly added up and made sense.
“I’m sorry, this must be hard” Michelle finally offered. “No, fair play, if dad knows and they’re happy then who the hell am I to judge” her mood softening as Michelle gave her a hug. She looked me firmly in the face. “Well aren’t you the cat that got the cream, three horny women all wanting your cock and multiple threesomes. I can’t deny you make me wet and I still want you but I’m gonna go now but I’ll be back in the morning. Be ready, your life is about to be rocked and you’ll remember this for the rest of your days”.
With that she turned and left. “I think I should go to” Michelle said quietly. “All your clothes are soaking wet and besides, you kinda ended the party so you’re going nowhere babe. Put your jeans in the dryer and get a drink, you won’t be getting much sleep tonight and it sounds like Natalie has plans for us in the morning”. Michelle looked happy I didn’t let her go planting a kiss firmly on my lips and saying she’d be right back. |
