Once I arrived I began beating frantically on her front door. Jeri answered it and I nearly knocked her down as I bolted inside.
“What’s going on, Jeri?” I asked, in a tone that wasn’t very friendly. “I just came back from my Mom’s house. I walked in to see Mom having sex with Brenda. I need for you to be honest with me about your relationships. I’m fucking both of you and Mom is doing likewise. Was that some kind of sick setup or something? Brenda was winking at me as Mom ate her pussy.”
“I’m sorry you had to see that. I knew that Brenda was going over there and when you told me that you were supposed to meet your mother for lunch I tried to call Brenda to tell her not to go there, but her phone was shut off. Brandon, you must believe me.”
“Jeri, I just need to know if this is a once-in-a-while kind of thing, or do the three of you get together regularly?”
“Brandon, I’m not going to lie to you. Before your visit we would be together in one form or another at least four nights each week. It’s gone way beyond physical sex. I know that I am deeply in love with Maryanne and Brenda. In a perfect world we would all live together, but it’s just not possible right now. We’ve talked about moving to some other city or town and buying a big house for the three of us.”
I had to wait a second or two before I responded to that. While it was still a shock to learn that my mother was involved with two women, I felt relief that it wasn’t some fling of promiscuity. It sounded like these women shared a deep love for each other. Finally I spoke. “Jeri, I think I can accept this now. What you’ve told me has given me some assurances that your relationship can last. I only want Mom to be happy, and I think that you and Brenda have given her that happiness she has been looking for. I’ve got one other question for you, though.”
“What is it, Brandon?”
“Both you and Brenda have had sex with me, and seem willing to continue doing so. Are you both seeing men?”
“No, dear,” she replied. We are committed to each other, but once in a while the urge to be with a man, to feel a man’s cock inside me, has been quite a temptation for both myself and with Brenda. We’ve both decided that we aren’t going to go looking for a man to fuck, but when Maryanne told us that you were coming for a visit we both decided that you were someone we wanted to be with. We have a little bit of history, at least being attracted to each other, so we wanted to see if we could take it to the next level. I hope we haven’t hurt you in the process.”
“No, Jeri, you haven’t hurt me at all. In fact, being with both of you has opened my eyes to what a mature woman is capable of and how much it excited me. It still excites me, Jeri.” At this point I could feel my cock springing to life. I didn’t come here to fuck Jeri, but if the possibility presented itself I was more than willing to go with it.
“You still make me wet,” Jeri said. “I see that something between your legs is getting bigger as well.”
Jeri came over to me and kissed me lightly on the lips. I took her into my arms and really kissed her, deep and wet. She melted in my arms and moaned.
I wasted no time and led her to the bed, both of us undressing as we made our way. Once we were both naked I laid her down and began to kiss her all over. She was incredibly wet and I was getting rock hard. Her fingers traced along the shaft of my growing cock, making it even harder. As I kissed her some more she spread her legs and guided me inside her hot, wet cunt. he took all of me in one fluid motion and began thrusting her hips up at me. “Don’t fuck around, Brandon. I need to be fucked, really fucked. Give it to me hard and fast, baby! C’mon, just fuck me!”
I took her cue and began to fuck her furiously, my cock going deep inside her with each thrust. Her pussy was so hot and so wet, making squishing sounds with each thrust and retreat. She was rolling her head from side to side as she moaned.
“Brandon, it’s so deep. I love your cock so deep inside me. Just don’t stop fucking me! I want it as hard and fast as you can give it to me. Please, baby, make me cum hard for you!”
I continued fucking Jeri just like she wanted. Her moans and gasps were almost non-stop at this point and excited me to the point where I was ready to cum, but she beat me to it.
“Oh, God, Oh Brandon, I’m going to cum! Please keep fucking me, baby! Oh, mmmf, oh, oh, oh!”
She came in a frenzy, her hands gripping my back and her nails digging in as the waves of pleasure overtook her. Her legs flailed about and she leaked her cum all over the bed. Even as her orgasm died down I n ever quit pounding her cunt. I was getting close myself.
“In my mouth, Brandon! I want your cum in my mouth so I can swallow it!”
As I felt the cum building deep in my balls, I withdrew and gave my cock to her open mouth. I shot jet after jet of hot, sticky cum into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. Once I quit spurting she took my cock into her mouth and sucked me completely dry, her lips tightened onto the shaft and her tongue licking and swirling over the head. She caressed my balls in an effort to squeeze one last drop from me. When she was done I pulled my cock from her mouth. She kissed every inch as I withdrew.
After a few minutes of enjoying the afterglow of our sex, we cleaned ourselves and got dressed. I noticed that I had received a text message from Mom, so I checked it out. She was asking me to meet her at Enchilada’s for lunch in one hour. Enchilada’s is my favorite Mexican restaurant. They serve the best fish tacos in the whole area, so I was definitely interested. I also wanted a chance to talk to Mom about everything. We needed to clear the air. I told her I would meet her.
I told Jeri what I planned to say to Mom at lunch and she thought that my idea was perfect. “Brandon, I want you to know that even though I love your mother I always want to be an option for you whenever you are in the area. You are an amazing lover and I can’t get enough of you. I know it seems odd, but please tell me you’ll look me up whenever you are around.”
“Jeri, you have taught me so much about mature women. It would be my pleasure to be the man in your life, even if it is once in a while. Besides, I’m going to be here for a few more days. I can’t imagine not seeing you for some of that time.” We both laughed at what I told her about being “her man”. I gave her a quick kiss as I left for my luncheon date with Mom.
Mom was sitting in a booth when I arrived. She smiled as I sat down. I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject with her, so I just jumped in. “Mom, we have to talk about something,” I began. “It’s a delicate subject, but I have to bring it up. I was at the house earlier and I saw you in bed with Brenda.”
Every ounce of color drained from her face when I said that. The expression on her face told me that she was ashamed. “Brandon, I’m so sorry. It must have been a shock for you to see that.”
“I was wondering when we were going to meet for lunch and I thought I would stop by the house to change. I was shocked at what I saw, but I didn’t stick around. I needed to get out of there in a hurry, especially after Brenda saw me standing in the doorway.”
“Oh Brandon, you must think the worst of me.”
“No, Mom, I don’t think that at all. I went to Jeri’s place and she told me everything. I need to tell you something else as well.”
“Go ahead, Brandon. What is it?”
“I don’t know any way to sugarcoat this, so I’ll just say it. Ever since I came back I have been sleeping with both Jeri and Brenda.”
Tears welled up in her eyes when I told her this. The look of sheer pain was something which made me regret I said anything to her at all. Oh, God, how I wish I could have spared her this, but I felt that she deserved the truth, and that she hear it from me. “Mom, I’m sorry to cause you pain, but you needed to hear that from me. Believe me, if I had any inkling at all that the three of you were involved I would have resisted their advances.”
Now the look on her face resembled bewilderment. “How am I supposed to accept that? Both Jeri and Brenda have sworn off any relationships with men, as have I. Your father was the only man I was with and there will never be another. I’m at a loss to figure out why they would get together with you.”
Now her face resembled anger. I knew that this would be difficult, but I never wanted her to hate me. “Mom, you know that I had a massive crush on both of them when I was younger. Jeri told me that you had all given up on any kind of relationship with men, but when they heard I was coming they wanted to see if they could seduce me. It’s not love by a long shot. On the contrary, I think they looked at me as a challenge more than anything else. They left the hints and I just sort of ran with it. If it helps, I’ll tell them that we cannot do that ever again.”
“No, Brandon,” she said. “I would never tell anyone who they can and cannot see. While it is awkward, to say the least, I’m not going to stop the three of you from anything. It’s not like you are in love with them, is it?”
“No, Mom, I’m not. I’ve always had a desire to be with an older woman and we are simply exploring things. After all, I’m not going to be here much longer. I’m no threat to what the three of you have going. And, Mom, I want you to know that whatever you do, however you wish to live your life, you will always have my blessing and support. My only concern is that you are happy.”
Now the tears came freely for her. “Brandon, you’ll never know how much those last few sentences mean to me,” she said between sobs. “I was so worried that you would disapprove of what I have been doing these past years. Perhaps your father and I raised you right.”
I hugged her with all my might and helped to wipe away her tears. “Yes you did, Mom. You and Dad did a pretty good job, if I must say so.”
I spent the last days of my visit doing some serious catching up with Mom and took her out for some really good dinners. The day before I was leaving she surprised me. We had dinner reservations at her favorite place in the old Grand Hotel dining room and when we got there I was happy to see Brenda and Jeri waiting for us at our table. Mom had to fess up to changing the reservation.
“Brandon,” she began. “I couldn’t let you leave without the four of us getting together.
“No, I don’t mind at all. Good food, good friends. It doesn’t get any better than this.”
We had a great time, laughing and eating. We had some mighty fine wine, to borrow a certain song phrase from the 70’s. We were all happy. When we finished dessert, Mom got up and announced that she had a taxi coming to take her home. When I protested, she shushed me with a finger to her lips. “No, Brandon, I’m going to go home by myself. I think the three of you need to say some private goodbyes. I’ll be fine.”
I stood and gave Mom a big hug and kiss. It might have been the most unselfish gesture from a most unselfish woman. She always gave me everything I needed to succeed when I was growing up and here she was again, thinking of me. I said goodnight to her and, as she left, I turned to the ladies seated with me and just smiled.
“Well, ladies,” I said. “To where shall we adjourn this little soiree? Jeri’s place, or yours, Brenda?”
“Actually Brandon,” said Jeri. “Brenda and I have decided that a farewell fitting the three of us wouldn’t quite work at either of our places. That’s why we pooled our money and booked a King Suite right here at the hotel. The champagne, strawberries and whipped cream have already been ordered and will be chilled and waiting for us as soon as we go up there.” Jeri flashed the room keys along with a wicked smile. “Shall we?”
In my line of work I have seen a lot of hotels, but never anything like what I saw when we entered the King Suite. It was a two room suite, with a proper sitting room and a bedroom which contained the biggest four-poster bed I had ever seen. The bathroom was all marble and had a tub that could easily fit, well, three people. Jeri was right, the champagne was on ice and a serving table was set for us which had a large amount of strawberries and whipped cream in silver bowls on a bed of ice. Everything about this suite dripped with luxury and decadence. I imagine it must have set Brenda and Jeri back a few dollars and in the morning I was going to insist that I pick up the lion’s share of the tab.
We poured ourselves a flute of champagne and toasted to the night and all it might bring. Then Brenda and Jeri led me to the bed.
They took off my trousers as we walked the few feet and, once they were removed, Brenda motioned for me to lie on the bed. As I lay there both Brenda and Jeri took off each others’ clothing and soon they stood naked before me. I was semi-hard just watching this impromptu strip tease, and the girls wasted no time at all in joining me on the gigantic bed.
Once they were on either side of me, they took my cock in their soft hands and stroked me until pre-cum appeared on the tip. Jeri took my cock into her mouth and I could feel her tongue rooting the droplet of cum from the slit at the tip of my penis. As she removed my now growing cock from her mouth, Brenda engulfed my prick with her full, sultry lips and took my entire length down her throat, her hands squeezing my balls, gently at first and then with a more forceful grip.
Then they both sucked my cock, taking turns licking the head and tongue-bathing my shaft, their fingers alternately tracing along my balls and the length of my hard pole. Every so often their lips would meet at the tip of my cock and they would share a passionate kiss, their tongues licking at each other’s mouths, but always returning to the main focus of their attention, my prick.
I thought I would lose control several times as these talented mature ladies sent me to the very edge of release, only to bring me back down again. I urged them on with gentle moans of delight and, when they kissed, I tenderly stroked their faces to subtly hint that they should do more.
Finally, once I was at the very peak of hardness, Jeri got up and straddled my face with her wet cunt, rotating her hips and grinding her pussy into my face, moaning for me to eat her. Brenda sat atop my cock, easing it slowly inside her as she lowered her body onto mine. Jeri was facing her, so that they could fondle and suck on each other’s breasts and nipples. As a break from that action, they kissed deeply and passionately as they fucked both my cock and my face. I thought the delicious pleasure would kill me at one point, such were their efforts to bring me to orgasm. I tried to cry out to them, but Jeri had essentially stifled those cries by smothering me with her hot, juicy cunt.
As Jeri was doing this to my face, Brenda was riding my cock expertly, rising and falling atop my hard dick and burying me inside her. She and Jeri were both moaning loudly and I really believe that they both came several times as we made love this way.
Then they changed positions, with Jeri riding my cock and Brenda feeding me her pussy. Brenda was riding my face hard, and she wriggled furiously. I knew she was about to cum because not only was she bucking hard on my face, but she was also panting and moaning. In fact, her moans soon turned to screams of joy.
And then she came, and came hard. I could feel her pussy convulsing as the immense wave of pleasure took her. Her pussy gushed juice onto my face and I lapped it up greedily. Her orgasm made me very excited, and I thrust harder upward into Jeri’s pussy as she fucked me. Brenda finished cumming on my face and rolled off, leaving just Jeri and I to satisfy each other.
I rolled Jeri onto her back and decided to give her the hard, fast fucking that she liked. I thrust in and out of her pussy with a force I hadn’t shown her before, and she responded by wrapping her legs around the small of my back and digging her nails into my shoulders. Her screams soon filled the suite as her orgasm came violently, shaking her to her very core.
“Oh dear God!” she screamed. “Your dick is burning a hole in me Brandon! Don’t stop fucking me, honey, please don’t stop!”
I didn’t stop. In fact, I fucked her that much harder until she finally came, her pussy squirting so hard that her juices ran down over my midsection and flooded the sheets. She grabbed at her hair and pulled it tightly in an effort to control herself, but it was to no avail. She screamed and moaned until the sensations abated, finally collapsing on the bed as she fell off my cock.
I wasn’t done yet, however. I had a massive load of my own cum building up deep inside my balls and I was going to share it with them. I jerked and jerked on my cock until I was ready to cum. Then I went over to where Jeri and Brenda lay on their backs and shot stream after stream of my hot cum all over their faces. They took as much as their mouths would allow, with the excess covering their cheeks, noses and eyes. They took turns cleaning the cum and pussy juice from my cock as I finished ejaculating, licking and kissing each others’ faces when they stopped swallowing.
It was quite a sight, the three of us lying there on that huge bed, our bodies spent but satisfied. “Wow!” was all I could muster. It was Brenda who got up first. She went into the bathroom and I heard water running. When she came back in a few moments later she had an announcement to make.
“That was a glorious round one, but I think we need to share that monstrous tub in there and get cleaned up. Then we can put on our robes and have some more champagne and strawberries while we decide how we want to continue.”
Brenda had dumped a ton of bubble bath into the tub and the suds were high, but we all got in and took our sweet, old time, washing each other and kissing.
Later, after a more leisurely round of sex, I had a couple questions for Brenda and Jeri.
“You both say you’re pretty much finished with men, that you prefer being with each other and Mom. Did you really mean that? And when did this three-way relationship become exclusive?”
“That’s easy, Brandon,” said Brenda. Jeri and I always fooled around with each other, even when you were going to school. At first we considered ourselves to be bisexual, but as we became more sexually involved with ourselves we came to the conclusion that sex with men was okay, but that we didn’t feel the emotional connection that we do with women, more importantly, with each other.”
I pressed them further. “So how did Mom become intimate with the two of you?”
Jeri answered the last question. “Brandon, your mother and father drifted apart, sexually, in the last 10 years before he died. It just wasn’t important to him anymore, so Brenda and I decided to show her that there were other options.”
“So are you saying that you seduced her?”
“Pretty much. We were always close friends, so one night we worked our charms on her and we all wound up in bed together. She never looked back and we’ve been exclusive with each other ever since.”
“And Brandon,” Brenda added, “Your father knew about us. Maryanne felt that she had to let him know. They might not have been sexual with each other, but they still loved each other. She felt that it was important that he know the truth. He accepted it because he knew that we were all such close friends.”
That was all I needed to hear. They answered a lot of my concerns that night and, early in the morning when I left for home, I thanked them for their honesty, among other things. Before I left I told them to keep some dates open. I wanted to show them my appreciation sometime down the road. I kissed each of them and left them in bed together. When I left the hotel I stopped by the front desk and paid for everything. They would be upset, but it was the least I could do.
That afternoon Mom and I had lunch together one last time before I headed to the airport. We talked about her relationship with Brenda and Jeri and I got the chance to tell her how happy I was that they had each other. Mom just smiled, fighting back tears of joy.
I took Mom home afterwards and said goodbye and that I loved her. I told her to keep a weekend free in early December. I had something I was setting up but I wasn’t completely sure of the dates. She just smiled.
That fall I was able to set everything up. I was going to be doing the sound for Tony Bennett on a short tour he was doing in December. I sent Mom a package with three backstage passes for his show in Los Angeles that month. I set the three of them up with a nice suite in one of the best hotels in town for the entire weekend. I figure that either Jeri or Brenda could join me for a day to reacquaint ourselves with each other while they were here.
It turned out to be a very successful trip home. I was already looking forward to my next trip back. I had two good reasons to be optimistic about it.
