Date: Sat, 3 May 2008 07:09:21 -0400
From: J W <jw1137@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mothers Know Best 4

PREFACE:

I've taken a rather long hiatus from this story. I have a habit of leaving
stories open ended so I can add to them if I feel the urge, but there are
too many loose ends now. It's time to provide some closure.

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My heart stopped, standing in the doorway of my living room, feeling horny
as hell and just as embarrassed. My mother and my best friend's mother were
on the couch semi dressed and clearly enjoying each other's charms. They
had seen me peeping! Well, I wasn't really spying on them, I had come
innocently enough to say goodnight. `Who knew they were necking?' the signs
and signals had been all there but I just didn't put them together. "Come
over here sweetheart, don't be shy" Gracie was saying. There wasn't much I
could do.

Grace wore a welcoming smile but my mother's expression was more
strained. When I arrived at the sofa Lindsey's mom reached around me and
began stroking my bum through my dress. "Your daughter has a beautiful body
Mandy!"  Missus Stern's bum massage was gradually displacing my skirt and
after half a dozen or so strokes she was running her hand over my
panties. In my aroused state the stimulation was delightful. "Feel how firm
and smooth her butt is" Gracie commented. I was looking from one set of
naked breasts to the other. I thought I could feel a tremble in my mom's
hand when she started stroking my other cheek. With two experienced hands
now under my dress my pussy began to throb insistently. My eyes closed on
their own and I let the beautiful sensations wash over me. When I opened my
eyes again both of them were looking up at me. Mom's expression was
different now, more like the one she'd been wearing when we exchanged
places in the shower the other day.

"She has such a pretty pussy. Have you seen it?" the strawberry haired
woman asked as she removed her hand from my butt cheek and gripped the
waistband of my panties. My mother made a sound but it wasn't really a
word, more like a groan. "Can I take these off Becka?" she asked but she
was already pulling them down. The cotton slid easily over my bum and down
my thighs. Mom's hand continued its caress only it was on bare skin
now. When my underpants reached my ankles I stepped out of them. It seemed
like the natural thing to do. Gracie lifted the front of my dress with one
hand and ran the fingers of her other hand over my pubes. When her finger
slipped between my labia she cooed "Oooo sweetheart you're so wet... sit
down here and let me help you." Those magnificent jugs wobbled and swayed
as she sort of switched places with me. The difference was while I had been
standing and Gracie was sitting; now I was sitting but Gracie was kneeling.

I leaned back on the sofa next to my mother who had begun stroking my
hair. She was smiling at me and I smiled back. I found I couldn't hold the
smile when the kneeling woman began kissing her way up my thigh.  I don't
know what look I had on my face but it prompted my mother to kiss me. It
wasn't a motherly kiss at all. She wrapped her lips over my whole mouth and
started to suck. Then she started to poke her tongue between my
teeth. Mom's tongue started exploring my mouth about the same time Gracie's
entered my other opening. The dual stimulation nearly made me pass out.

The kneeling woman's hands were sliding up under my butt and squeezing,
while her tongue and lips danced over my swollen pussy. Mom's hands weren't
idle she had managed to peel the halter top dress down to my waist somehow
and was now running her tongue along the side of my throat, while she
cupped and played with my exposed tits.

I managed to open my eyes as mom took my right breast fully in her mouth
and teased my plump nipple to erection. I had always wanted to feel the
oversized pegs that projected out from her tits and this was my
opportunity. When I grasped one of the gumdrops hanging down near my lap
and began twisting and squeezing it the size amazed me. It was half the
length of my thumb and seemed to be getting even bigger as I pulled on
it. Mom reciprocated by licking her fingers and applying them to my left
boob doing a similar tugging and twisting on that nipple as she applied her
teeth firmly but gently to the one in her mouth.

Gracie's hands were pushing my legs further apart. Her fingers were
stroking up and down my steaming crease. Every once in a while she lapped
my saturated vulva collecting and I presumed drinking the abundant juice. I
was completely lost in a world of pleasure to the extent that it no longer
mattered who was doing what. Wave after wave of rapturous joy washed over
me. When the mouth down below wrapped around my distended clit, sucking and
licking my most sensitive place, it was as though I had been struck by
lightning. My body heaved and thrashed but I actually couldn't move,
because the spectacular redhead had a firm grip on my hips and my mom
pinned my upper body to the back of the couch. Being so completely
restrained seemed to make the waves of pleasure more powerful, as if moving
would dissipate some of their force, but I couldn't move at all. Both of
the older women maintained their grip against my puny attempts to escape.

By the time the hurricane had passed through me I was barely conscious. I
was vaguely aware that I had slumped to the side and my head was resting on
arm of the sofa. I don't have any idea how much time had passed but when I
began to regain my senses I realized I was alone. No one was touching
me. It took a lot of effort to raise my foggy head. Through bleary eyes I
saw them on the floor. Gracie's back was toward me and they were both naked
and locked in the sixty-nine position on their sides. I could just make out
the pleasure grunts, muffled by the fact that their faces were buried
between each other's legs. My mom started to tremble and shake first, but
almost as soon as her legs began twitching I realized missus Stern's were
as well. The orgasmic wails were blown up into each of the vaginas never to
vibrate the air for me to hear clearly. A minute or so passed before they
disengaged and rolled onto their backs. I felt sufficiently recovered to
join them on the floor. I cuddled close to my naked mother and we lay there
in a tender embrace. Gracie did a one-eighty and made it a group hug.

I don't know what happened after that. I woke up early the next morning
tucked snuggly in my own bed and feeling more than a little funky. I
glanced in my mother's room on the way to the shower. They were lying in
each others arms and looked so adorable that I was tempted to join them,
but decided against it, not wanting to disturb their evident
tranquility. After the shower I went to the kitchen and put on a pot of
coffee. It may have been that alluring aroma that eventually brought my mom
and my best friend's mom, arm in arm, into the living room where I sat
holding the steaming mug.

Mom nudged me over away from the arm of the fateful couch and sat beside
me. Gracie took the other side. Bracketed by the older women in their
dressing gowns I had never felt so loved.

"Guess what sweetheart... Gracie has offered me a job" my mom announced as
she put her arm around my shoulders. I never knew what missus Stern did or
where she got all of her money, just that she apparently had a lot. "She's
entered into a partnership with a French woman who designs clothes. They've
opened a boutique right here in town and it's doing so well that Grace has
decided to expand the business, and open another shop... isn't that
exciting?" My mom had worked her way up the management ladder, over the
years, in the retail clothing chain she worked for. Being responsible for
inventory control for the chain she certainly had the experience to manage
a boutique.

"Great mom!" I responded enthusiastically. "Where are you going to open the
new store?"

"That's the best part" my mother beamed. "Grace wants to open one in that
walking mall right outside the college. We're gonna go halves, so I'll be
an equal partner. I'm gonna sell the house to get the capital and move in
to the Stern mansion" the last part made both of my sexual mentors giggle.

"Wow that's a big step" I said cautiously.

"I know honey... but Gracie convinced me that her other partner is so
talented that if she can find someone to manage the store, and Simone can
design full time, that we'll be rolling in money in no time. You'll move in
with Lindsey and come home on weekends... it'll be perfect don't ya think?"

I had to admit it sounded too good to be true. Gracie put her arm around my
shoulders from the other side and whispered in my ear "the four of us are
going to have so much fun" and then she kissed me.

THE END
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Further adventures of Gracie and Simone can be found in the `New Bathing
Suit' series, as well as references in a couple of my other series.