Chapter 9

When Sam woke in the morning it was to the disorienting sensation of having warm bodies pressed against him from either side. For a moment he couldn't recall where he was. As memory flooded back he looked to one side and saw his mother, still asleep, with the sheet slipped down to reveal one delectable breast. On the other side he met Joan's alert gaze. He realized that he'd been wakened by her crawling into bed with him.

"Good morning," Joan whispered, and kissed him.

"Good morning," Sam said sleepily. "What time is it?"

"Early." Joan pressed closer to him, and he put an arm around her. "I guess your plan worked. About Mom."

"Yeah," he said, and grinned at the memory. "I'd say it worked pretty well."

They had been trying to keep their voices down, but at this point Caroline stirred and woke. She, too, looked confused for a moment, then remembered and smiled.

"I don't think I've had the two of you in bed with me since you were about six years old," she commented with a yawn. "Good morning!"

"Morning, Mom," Sam and Joan both said.

"Did you have a good time last night?" Joan asked with a sly smile.

Their mother smiled back. "You know I did. I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"It's OK," said Joan contentedly. "We shouldn't have startled you like that. We just lost track of time."

"Speaking of which," Caroline said, "what time is it?"

"About 5:30," Joan said.

"5:30!" Caroline exclaimed. "Are we not allowed to sleep?"

Joan looked a little sheepish. "Well... I just thought... "

"Yes?"

"I mean, if we got up early enough, there would be time for... you know... "

Understanding lit Caroline's face. "You mean, for Sam to fuck us both before you have to leave for school?"

"Well... yeah." Joan said.

Caroline laughed. "It sounds like a delightful idea. But I'm not sure I'm up to it... it's been a long time for me, and last night was pretty intense."

"I'm a little sore, too," Joan admitted, "but it would be worth it."

"Well, what about you, Sam?" Caroline asked. "You did twice as much as us yesterday. Are you up to it?"

"I'm a man of iron," Sam said promptly.

Both Joan and Caroline immediately reached for his crotch, which made them both burst out laughing. "I guess you are, at that," Joan said, touching his erection through the sheets. "You know, Mom, if you're a bit sore, Sam could lick your pussy instead. He did that to me yesterday, and it was incredible."

Caroline looked intrigued. "That might work. What about it, Sam?"

Sam yawned, then grinned. "No problem. Come here."

He spent a while kissing and touching both Joan and Caroline, just enjoying the contact of skin and skin, lips on lips. The fact that he had two such sexy women wild for him was both an astonishment and a source of deep satisfaction. After he was sure they were both thoroughly aroused, which took very little effort on his part, he had the three of them shift positions. Sam wanted to try a technique he had seen in one of his magazines. Lying on his back, he had his mother crouch over him, lowering her pussy to his mouth. The scent of her filled his nostrils, as pleasurable and arousing as ever. He extended his tongue, drawing the tip of it along the length of Caroline's labia before gently teasing her clit. She shivered with pleasure.

Joan, meanwhile, was watching avidly. She pulled the sheet down off of Sam's body and took his penis in her mouth, swirling it with her tongue. After doing that for a few seconds she withdrew.