Mom and Aunt Are the Prizes
Copyright© 2023 by MrCurrie
Chapter 3
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Lucky son wins his mother and aunt in a contest.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Incest Mother Son Aunt
The following day, we worked around the house until the afternoon. When I entered the living room, I heard Mom talking on the phone. I wasn’t sure who it was, but I heard Mom finish with, “We’ll be right there.” She hung up, faced me, and said, “I figured out something. We’re going to see Ethel. Today, you do what I say.” My acceptance was my wide smile.
Once in the great hall, Mom initiated our conversation. “My sister and I are back together. Thank you for suggesting it.”
Ethel seemed pleased, her smile showing it. “Good. The bond between sisters is almost as strong as a mother and her son.”
Mom replied, “Yes, but I’m still not sure how the three of us are connected. Could you give me another hint?”
“It’s not time yet. Progress must be made at its own pace,” Ethel replied, teasingly.
Mom looked determined and wasn’t ready to leave. “Let me show something to you that might change your mind.”
Ethel’s face was as puzzled as mine. Mom led us to the testing room. Once in, she ordered, “Jason, remove your clothes.” Looking at Ethel, I hesitated, unsure of what was going on.
Mom laughed and said, “Seriously, you’re embarrassed? Both of us have seen you naked plenty of times.”
She was right, of course. While I removed mine, Mom did the same. When we were nude, she hugged and kissed me. Her firm breasts felt good pressed into my chest. After several minutes of kissing, her hand guided my head to her breasts. I latched onto a nipple as she pulled me against her meaty mound.
“Suck your mother’s tits, baby. Nurse from me.” Bringing my other hand up, I fondled her unattended breast as I continued to suck and bite her engorged nipple. My prick couldn’t be any harder.
Pulling me away from her tit, she said, “Lie on the bed, Jason.” Once in position, my staff stood straight up. Mom straddled me and lowered her wet snatch onto my pole. She slowly descended as my cock split open her velvety walls. Once our groins met, she rose and slammed back to my groin. She humped me fast.
Her breasts lewdly bounced as she rode my staff. Her panting was loud, and her excitement level increased faster than normal. Was it performing before Ethel or something else heating her?
“Jason, fuck me back. Push your cock up as far as you can. I’m getting close.” Thrusting as directed, she shrieked with pleasure. Witnessing her blissful state, I was building up too. Her pussy was having mini-orgasms, releasing hot fluid.
“Sit in the chair and watch, Ethel. The moment is close.”
After another five minutes of furious humping, her increased grunts and groans signaled she was ready to orgasm. I was ready anytime.
She screamed, “This is it. I’m ready to receive your seed. Fill my fertile pussy with your sperm and plant a baby in me. You’re going to make your mother pregnant with our incestuous child.”
Thinking she was on the pill the entire time, this was a shock to me, as with Ethel. Both of our faces reflected pure pleasure. My cock emptied its cargo of potent baby-batter deep in her cavity. Mom shuddered each time her pussy squeezed and milked my cock. After we finished climaxing, she lowered and sealed her sperm-filled glove with my cock.
Looking at Ethel, she said, “That was the one regret you had with your son. You didn’t conceive a child with him. It was the only thing preventing you from the ultimate intimacy between mother and son.”
Ethel rarely showed emotion, but tears rolled down her cheeks, even though she was smiling. “Yes, we never had children. We discussed it, but didn’t know how we could explain it to others. If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn’t have cared about any rules of society. We withheld the precious gift we could have given each other, and it was my only regret.”
Pulling off my rod, a big puddle of white cum flowed out and over my groin. Mom moved to Ethel to console her. When I stood, Mom moved to the side and Ethel hugged me tightly. Mom leaned close to her and said, “You loved your son so much. Remember the memory with him as my son takes his place.”
Ethel turned her face to mine as our lips met. I softly kissed her, waiting for her to be comfortable enough to advance. Her hands roamed my bare back as her tongue entered my mouth. She moaned with the first manly contact in years. Mom positioned herself to the rear of Ethel before reaching around to unbutton her blouse.
My hands snaked into her open garment and gripped her bare sides. Moving to her back, I unsnapped her bra. After Mom removed both her blouse and bra, Ethel embraced me tightly, pressing her small tits into my bare chest. Her panting and groans intensified as we French kissed. My cock came back to life as her mouth and hands stimulated me.
Pulling back, she stared into my eyes and pleaded, “It’s been so long. Please hold my breasts. John loved to suckle on them.”
My hands cupped and squeezed her perky tits. They were similar in size to Yuri’s. Her tips were light brown and slightly puffy. “They’re wonderful, Ethel. I can see why your son would love them. Think of him while I nurse from you.”
She inhaled deeply when my mouth enveloped her nipple. I licked her areola at the same time as my other hand fondled her other breast. Capturing her sensitive bud between my lips, I pulled back and stretched her thickening point.
“Suck them hard,” she sighed. Arching her back to present her tiny treasures, her hands pulled my head tight against her fleshy mounds.
Recalling her conversation with Yuri, I squeezed her other tit and surrounded her flesh with my open mouth. I twisted her free nipple while I licked and sucked her captured tit.
“Ahhh, you’re treating me so well. You’re such a good son,” she gasped as she lapsed into a memory with her child.
After Mom removed Ethel’s skirt and panties, I moved my hands down and cupped Ethel’s small buns. Another groan as I clutched her buttocks while gently biting her engorged nipples.
Ethel croaked, “John loved to squeeze my cheeks. I could always tell when he was going to release when he gripped them hard and pulled me into him. I loved that feeling and how it caused my pussy to explode with an orgasm.”
Mom put her hands on my shoulders and guided us to the bed. After lowering Ethel, she spread her legs and displayed her pussy. Her hair was sparse and the same color of gray as the hair on her head. I ran my hands up and down her smooth thighs as Mom leaned down and paid attention to Ethel’s breasts.
Kissing my way down the older woman’s thighs, I sucked in a hunk of flesh near her pussy. She yelped as I slowly increased her excitement level. While Mom’s mouth was latched onto a nipple, I massaged Ethel’s pussy mound with my probing fingers. Pulling her slot open, I leaned down and kissed her puffy lips. She screeched at the contact and pulled Mom’s head tighter to her breast.
I gently licked up and down her slit, sticking my tongue in every other pass. Her groans were constant as Mom and I serviced her. My cock was fully stiff again and knocked against her foot as I moved in for a better position.
Ethel asked, “You feel so hard. Can I feel it?”
Mom rose, and I crawled up until my prick was inches away from Ethel’s waiting mouth. Her hands encircled my shaft and stroked. Mom assumed my previous position and sucked Ethel’s hungry pussy.
It was my time to groan as Ethel twisted my bloated head. “John loved it when I did that to him. I see you enjoy it too. I used to love sucking his cock.” She pulled my prick close to her mouth and ran her tongue up and down my pole. Sucking in my flared crown, she bobbed her mouth on the top three inches while squeezing my shaft with her hand. Our breathing rates rapidly increased.
Pulling off my prick, she sexily smiled. “When you first made love to your mother, doggy-style, I felt a tinge of excitement that I haven’t felt for a long time. John and I loved that position. Please fuck your mother like that now.”
Only too happy to obey, I rose off the bed. Mom heard and already had her ass in the air, knees apart. As I sank my cock into Mom’s cum-filled pussy, I looked over her back to see Ethel’s glazed eyes leaking tears. More fond memories of her son flooded her senses.
I hammered Mom as her mouth fought to maintain contact on Ethel’s quim. I knew that if I fucked Mom too long, I wouldn’t be able to hold back my orgasm. Fortunately, Mom’s channel tightened on my plunging rod, signaling her climax. Hot cum coated my prick as I stroked through her contractions.
As soon as I pulled out, Mom rolled to the side of the bed to recover. Ethel looked at my cum-coated cock, and her pleading eyes communicated her desire. She brought her knees up and spread her legs out to open up her pussy. Needing no further encouragement, I lowered myself to her body and lodged my engorged head into the mouth of her pussy.
I supported my weight with my elbows so I wouldn’t crush her petite body. Her arms wrapped around me as her hips humped up to swallow my prick. I slowly inched into her until her pussy accepted my thickening cock. Our mouths joined together as I slid deeper into her soaked trench. Her pussy was well-oiled after the lengthy stimulation from mother and son.
Once my balls hit her ass, I slowly pulled back, relishing the exquisite sensation of her pussy gripping my cock. I set a steady pace as she flexed and angled her hips in an attempt to locate the perfect position. She hadn’t forgotten how to fuck as her body twisted and turned. When my bloated head scraped across her rough patch, she groaned and pulled me tightly to her.
She croaked, “Stop treating me like I’m fragile. John always gave me a hard fuck. Slam into me like you own me. Fuck me like you would your mother.”
Easing my weight down, I moved my hands to the tops of her shoulders and pulled her into my thrusts. I pushed harder, and her hips hunched up as our groins collided. Her eyes glazed over as her pent-up lust was released. I couldn’t believe the amount of passion this woman had kept hidden all this time. Her prim and proper businesswoman act had been replaced with a cock-craving sexpot. She cried and whimpered as my cock serviced her long-unused pussy. She pulled off my mouth and inhaled deeply as we fucked.
She screeched, “Fuck me, Johnny. You’re making me so happy. Saw your prick against my clit. You’re going to make your mommy cum!”
She was completely immersed in her memory as I transformed into the image of her son. She kept her pelvis in an elevated position for my prick to stimulate her sensitive areas. As I furiously fucked her slick, clinging slot, her gasps elevated to a continuous moan.
I hoarsely whispered, “Your pussy is perfect, Mom. I love fucking you. I’m going to fill you with my sperm. You’re going to bear my children.”
Her excited body went into overdrive as she heard the words she wished were spoken years ago. She wrapped her legs around me and scissored my body. Digging her fingernails into my back, she pulled her chest into mine, pressing her rock-hard nipples into my chest. For her age, she was surprisingly strong. I knew how to finish her from the memories she described.
“Mom, look into my eyes and kiss me as I unload my cum into your hungry pussy. I love you so much.”
Our mouths fucked each other as we neared our synchronous orgasms. Moving my hands down to her ass-cheeks, I squeezed and pulled her pussy against me. Her eyes widened as her back arched. Her body stiffened as my prick filled with additional blood. My head expanded as I erupted. Her slot contracted onto my prick as I pulsed into her long-unused velvet sleeve. Our tongues tangled and our eyes remained locked as my cock ejaculated into her spasming pussy.
When we finished, her legs lowered. I rolled us over so she was on top, keeping my prick embedded in her cum-filled cavern.
Tears streamed again as she whimpered, “Thank you. It was like being with my son again. I miss him so much. Your mother is very lucky to have such a caring lover. It’s too late for me to bear a child, but at least I can still experience the thrill of the fantasy.”
Mom said, “We’re both lucky to have met you, Ethel. Our intimacy might never have progressed without you. There’s no reason to deny yourself the pleasure of a physical relationship. Jason will gladly role-play as your son anytime.”
Ethel pulled off my deflating cock and stood on wobbly legs. “It was wrong for me to abstain from sex after my son’s death. My grief was so great I didn’t think I deserved to be loved. I was mistaken and will need more healing in the future. Please keep this between us. I wouldn’t want my hard-nosed, spinster status to become tarnished.”
Mom giggled as Ethel sexily smirked at my soft cock that had given her a long-awaited orgasm.
After we dressed and were ready to leave, Ethel said, “Monica, Yuri should be your focus now.”
Mom’s face brightened as she received the information she desired. “She was so distraught. I knew there was more to it. She’s so shy and secretive.”
Ethel smiled and said, “Yes, she is. Perhaps she needs to open up to someone close. She would willingly bare her innermost secrets with someone she trusts.” She looked directly at me.
Mom took note and said, “Thank you so much, Ethel. We’ll be back.”
Once home, Mom questionably stared at me and asked, “Did you fuck Yuri, too? I saw the look Ethel gave you.”
I laughed. Mom listened intently as I replayed the scenes Yuri and I shared. Mom’s face was flushed by the time I finished. She said, “I knew she was a hot number, hidden underneath her demure appearance. Ethel was right. You need to break through her defenses and find out what she’s hiding.”
“Mom, you know I should put up a fake affront again about pimping me out, but not this time. Over the years, I’ve had nearly as many fantasies about her as you. Something about her turns me on.”
“Maybe because she’s so damn cute, or do you fantasize about fucking a sexy Geisha? Do you want me to call and tell her to wear a Kimono today?”
I giggled, “Would you, Mom? That would be swell of you.”
She playfully slapped me and uttered, “You don’t need any more enticement. Change to your sweats, no underwear. Another one of your fantasies will soon become a reality. You’re going to fuck the shy Mrs. Amari.”
Mom hung up the phone when I made it back out. She relayed, “I gave her a bullshit story about Kaito calling me, and he wants you to retrieve a game he borrowed from you. She was reluctant but finally agreed. Good luck, sweetie.” She kissed me before I headed to Mrs. Amari’s house.
Yuri graciously invited me in and led me to Kaito’s room. She wore the same short skirt as in the test. Her silky, pink blouse accented her short, black hair. I stiffened when my eyes locked onto her long, thin legs. God, she was hot. Once in his room, she stood against one wall and said, “I don’t know where he stores his games. You’ll be able to find it easier than I can.”
Pretending to search, I couldn’t find anything. He’d taken anything of value. Empty-handed, I walked up to the timid mother. Her nervousness became evident when I stopped inches away from her.
I asked, “Mrs. Amari, do you remember anything from the contest?”
She quietly answered, “A little. Why do you ask?”
“I was wondering if you could recognize anyone participating in the test. Tell me if you remember this.” Leaning in, I opened my mouth and sucked in as much neck flesh as I did in the tit test. She gasped as I gently squeezed her succulent meat.
“Jason, mind your manners. Your mother raised you better,” she scolded me, unconvincingly.
Before she could raise her hands, I gripped each one, wrapping my long fingers around her wrists. Pulling off her neck, I saw her eyes widen as she recognized my grip. She croaked, “You? I didn’t know. It was supposed to be a harmless game. I didn’t mean to encourage you, but you were so gentle and kind, I didn’t have the willpower to stop you.”
Kissing her lightly, I saw the lust grow as she remembered the pleasure she received in the room. My tongue swirled around her lips, and her mouth opened as her tongue found mine. We French kissed as one of my hands unbuttoned her blouse. She didn’t raise her free hand to stop me. Once her blouse was removed, I unsnapped her. Backing off, I pulled her delicate bra off and admired her small, perky rack.
Cupping her breasts, I kneaded and played with them. “I love your tits. They’re so sexy. You don’t know how crazy you drove me during the test. I wanted to suck on them forever.”
Yuri exclaimed, “I didn’t want you to stop. Show me again. No man has paid as much attention to my breasts as you did.”
Grabbing her ass, I lifted her light body and pressed her against the wall. Once her breasts were in line with my mouth, I latched onto a nipple and sucked. She gasped while I nursed her. Her long legs wrapped around me, freeing my hand to explore her other tit. She panted and groaned as I feasted on her small melons.
Like I did at the test, I squeezed her breast and sucked a large amount of tit flesh into my mouth. Closing my index finger and thumb over her other nipple, I twisted and lightly pulled up. Both nipples thickened as she gasped from pleasure.
My other hand snaked between our bodies and ventured beneath her skirt and panties. Her slit was slick with pre-cum. Sticking two fingers into her slot brought out a grunt and groan. She was building fast. Pulling off her luscious tits, she unwrapped her legs as I lowered her and kissed her. After I pushed her skirt and panties down, she pulled them the rest of the way off. I dropped my sweat pants to the floor, releasing my stiff prick. Lifting her nude body again, I hugged her close. Her long legs held me once again.
She gasped and croaked, “I have another memory from the test. I remember a big prick and a hand rubbing my pussy so hard I came. I didn’t think it was possible to have an orgasm so easily, but imagining your prick shoved into me took me over the edge. I know I can depend on you to go slow. The respectful way you treat a woman allows me to trust you.”
My cock was ready, pointing straight up at its target. I gripped her ass cheeks, which were like smooth, small honeydews. Her legs loosened their grip, allowing me to lower her. My bloated head nudged her slick lips. Lowering another inch brought out a gasp. Her pussy was slippery, but her walls resisted entry.
“No. You’re too big, Jason,” she croaked. Her legs tightened.
“You’re so hot, Yuri. Go at your own pace. I’ll wait until you’re ready. I want nothing more than to fuck you, but I want you to enjoy every inch.”
Her hands held my shoulders to control her descent. Her legs loosened as she lowered an inch and quickly rose back up. She short-fucked me a dozen times, moaning and groaning as her pussy leaked and widened to accept my girth. Her legs squeezed tightly again as she groaned from the fullness.
“You’re doing fine, Yuri. Fuck me, the way you want. I’m not going anywhere until you’re ready.”
She whimpered, “Jesus, I’ve never had such a big prick. It’s splitting me apart, but the pleasure is unbelievable.”
Disengaging her legs, she gained another inch. While raising and lowering, she captured additional length. After a dozen more strokes, she lingered when my ridged helmet scraped her hooded, fleshy pearl. She paused when my tip was at her entrance, using my bloated head to scrape across her clit.
Her panting was rapidly increasing as my hard cock was in constant contact with her outer pussy. Her eyes were filled with lust. I kissed her and we locked eyes. Her body stiffened and her labia contracted on my rod. She moaned in my mouth as her orgasm hit her.
Her facial expression was one of gratitude, acknowledging she was the only one to benefit from her release. She unhooked her legs and pulled herself off my prick. Kneeling, she sucked my head while she stroked me with her tiny hands. I unloaded a minute later, filling her mouth with cum.
When I was clean, she stood and pulled my sweatshirt off. Pulling my nude body to hers, she hugged me close. Nearing her ear, I whispered, “Domo arigato.”
She giggled and replied, “It looks like someone else has memories from the contest.”
Reaching under her legs, I lifted her and held her to my chest. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She squealed as I waltzed around the room. She was so light, it was easy to keep my balance. When we were near Kaito’s bed, I lay her down.
“Jason, we’re on my son’s bed. Wouldn’t you rather take me to my bedroom?”
“No, I’m going to show you what he should have been doing. On his bed. He’s crazy to live with a hot, sexy mom and have no desire to fuck you.”
Spreading her legs, I crawled up and caressed her pale thighs. “I’ll tell you something I vividly remember. Your beautiful legs. Did you enjoy the way I kissed and licked them?”
She inhaled deeply as the erotic memory came back to her. “It was heavenly. When you held my wrist and gently kissed my legs, I knew I wanted more. When your hands gripped me today, my whole body shook with excitement.”
Lifting her pelvis, I ran my fingers through her silky fur. It was denser than Mom’s but not as long. “Your mound is beautiful. Your jet-black bush is so thick, it completely conceals your light flesh.”
I ran my fingers back and forth through her mound of pussy hair. She shrieked after I pulled and opened her reddened gash. Lowering my mouth, I connected with her juicy slot. Her hand grabbed my head and held it tightly as I sucked her sweet snatch.
“This is the first time anyone has touched my pussy with their mouth. All the men want me to blow them, but won’t return the favor. Please show me what I’ve been missing.”
Swirling my tongue in and around her sensitive areas reawakened her pussy. I wasted no time and slurped her slick slot and clit until her groaning was constant. Her hips wiggled and pushed into my face. When her engorged pearl emerged from her protective hood, I locked my lips on it and squeezed until her body convulsed with an orgasm. Her sweet honey flowed out, covering my face.
Slurping her juices, I swirled my tongue around her outer lips. After one final swipe through her mound, I moved up her body. I stopped to kiss her perky tits before connecting with her mouth.
She wrapped her arms around me and rolled us over. Her light, thin body covered only half of my body. She rose and straddled me, her knees against my sides. Holding my prick steady, she lowered herself onto my pole. Her pussy was soaked from her cum, and I easily slid in several inches. She humped up and down, not descending any further than before. I gently pushed up, trying to get more length in her. She screamed in pleasure. Fucking me for ten more minutes, her pussy walls suddenly clamped my shaft as her orgasm overtook her.
“Oh fuck, your prick is driving me crazy. So much bigger than your father’s. Oh god, it’s way better.”
She was delirious in pleasure and wasn’t aware she’d divulged her innermost secret. She was fucking dad. As much as I hated him, I had to commend him on making love to so many hot women. Her pussy throbbed and squeezed my cock, coating it with her cum. Knowing I wasn’t going to climax, I lowered her to my chest and embraced her. Running my hands up and down her tiny, sweaty body, she purred with the sensual caressing.
Holding her small buns, I pulled her body up so I could kiss her. My juicy prick popped out of her slot as I dragged her forward. We kissed and held each other, enjoying the contact of our nude bodies.
Realizing I hadn’t released, she asked, “Jason, you’re a great lover, but you didn’t climax. I feel selfish. How would you like me to finish you off?”
“There’s no need. Holding you for a little while longer is all I want.”
Yuri cooed, “Oh, you’re so sweet. I’d love to snuggle with you until you have to leave.”
Neither of us mentioned her affair with Dad while we bonded. Her breathing turned deep and steady as she fell asleep. Thirty minutes later, I gently rolled her off my body. She soundly slept while I dressed. My prick was hard again from looking at her sexy body. Before I covered her up, I gently ran my fingers through her forest of pussy hair. My prick hardened, and I yearned to remain with her but knew Mom would be more than willing to take care of my aroused state.
Mom nervously awaited my return. Before she could open her mouth, I gloated, “I know the rest of the story, Mom.”
Her eyes filled with lust. She kneeled and unbuckled my pants.
I held her arms and reprimanded her, “Mom, stop and stand up.”
She stood, and I was met with a sad, puppy face.
“Mom, what method did we decide was the best way to pry information from someone?”
Mom smiled and chirped, “Sex?” She swirled her tongue around her lips, ready to blow her son.
“Correct. A blowjob is nice, but I need my cock buried in your tight pussy. To squeeze all the information out of me, you need to drain my balls.”
She squealed, turned around, and stripped on her way to our bedroom. Her skirt dropped first, giving me a great view of her bare behind. Evidently, Mom wasn’t going to wear panties any longer. I removed my clothes and followed her trail of discarded garments.
Wasting no time, I melded to her willing body. My prick met little resistance as it slid to the bottom of her channel. Our faces were side by side, so I could relate my story in her ear. We fucked as I described every detail I learned during my time with Yuri.
Her hips increased their wiggling when I described the wall fuck. When I painted a picture of Yuri’s nude body, my cock swelled with the fresh memories. My hips flexed as I ground into her, digging deeply. I fucked Mom faster as I progressed through my story.
After describing Yuri’s luscious thighs and pussy, Mom humped her hips and asked, “Was her bush as thick as mine? Did it excite you as much as my hairy pussy does?”
“Her hair was thicker but was the same silky, soft texture as yours. It was so black that the contrast against her skin was sexy. But nothing can compare to a furry, Mommy pussy.”
Halfway through the description of eating her friend’s hairy pussy, Mom screamed, “Oh fuck, too soon. I’m cumming on my son’s cock. Fuck me hard!”
Her vise-like contractions caused my prick to follow suit. Growling with lust, I pumped Mom full of my potent sperm. Whimpering from her intense orgasm, she clung to me as she recovered. Buried in her saturated pussy, I chastised my mother. “Mom, you didn’t let me tell you the most important part.”
“I couldn’t help it. Eating her pussy was one of our favorite fantasies. The way you described it was similar to the scenario Lexi and I would use as we pleasured each other. Let’s call it paid in advance for your information. Time for you to tell me the rest.”
After I finished my story, she exclaimed, “I knew she was hiding something good. That’s the connection. Your dad ties us all together. It’s time to let everyone know what’s going on. I’m not going to let him ruin two more women’s happiness.”
“Who’s first, Mom?”
“It should be Lexi since she’s my sister, but we had a bet on who would eat Yuri’s pussy first. Lexi fucked my son before I could, and I’m not letting her beat me again.”
I laughed at Mom’s strong, sexual, competitive drive. “Do you think the shy Mrs. Amari will allow a woman to suck on her cute, little pussy?”
“Of course she will. Behind all her cuteness lies a sex tiger. I’ll call her tonight and invite her over for tea at two tomorrow afternoon.”
Ten minutes before the scheduled arrival time, Mom told me to take a shower. She wanted me to come out after Yuri arrived. Mom wore the sexy outfit she exhibited for Lexi. Drying off, I threw on my robe and walked out to the living room. Yuri was sitting in the same spot as Lexi and was treated to the same view. Mom’s nipples were hard and pushed out her thin blouse. I was glad I didn’t put on underwear so my prick wouldn’t get hung up at an odd angle.
Mom noticed my presence and said, “Jason, look who came over today. Sit and visit with us. Yuri, excuse my son’s appearance. He returned from a workout minutes ago, and I told him to shower so he wouldn’t stink us out.”
I looked at Yuri and said, “Hi, Mrs. Amari. Nice to see you again. How have you been holding up since your son left?”
She blushed and replied, “Hi Jason. I’m doing better now. I’m not sure what to do with his bedroom. I might leave it alone for a while. An extra bed could be handy if someone wants to visit me.” Her sexy smirk let me know I was welcome in her house and arms at any time.
I returned her smile and sat in my chair. They started a conversation, ignoring me for the most part. Yuri’s eyes frequently darted to Mom’s tits. After ten minutes, Mom said, “Jason, please make us some green tea.”
After brewing a pot, I set it and three empty cups on the table. “Let it steep for a few minutes,” I warned.