I didn’t hesitate. I pulled her up to me, instantly slipping her top off of her. I unhooked her bra, letting her breasts fall out as she slid it off. I spun her around, pulling down her scrubs to her knees. I had her kneel on the chair, her ass sticking out to me. She was dripping wet as I entered her.
I slid deep into her, angling above her. I thrust into her, hitting the same spot from that morning, feeling her pussy clamp around me instantly.
“Oh god,” she groaned quietly as I thrust into her, hitting the front wall of her pussy over and over again. I reached forward and cupped her tits, thrusting into her like a wild animal, and she came. I felt her pussy grip me and she sighed slowly as I kept thrusting. Her body trembled against me, and I felt her limbs give way as she sank against the chair. I straightened up, thrusting deep inside her, taking care not to slap loudly against her ass.
I came suddenly, thrusting deep and holding my dick all the way inside her as I spurted cum into her. I was amazed I had anything left inside me, but I filled her. I pulled out of her and most of it spilled out onto the chair. She turned and sat down, the puddle of cum laying between her open legs. Her pussy dripped onto the leather chair, and she grabbed some tissues and cleaned up the mess.
“Always a logistical problem,” she mused, “all that cum. Does Jen usually swallow?”
“What?” I asked.
She laughed, her tits jiggling. She picked up her bra off the desk and put it on, standing up to retrieve her scrub top and pulling up her pants. “I know what you’ve been doing with my sister.”
She said it matter-of-factly. I still found myself panicking, and she took my hand in hers.
“I’ve known for a while,” she said.
“How?” I said.
“I saw you two in the hot tub. When she gave you a blowjob.”
“Are you upset?” I asked.
“Would I have done it with you so many times if I was?” she asked. “No, of course not. Does she know?”
“No,” I said.
“Well, I don’t know how long you could keep it secret, really,” she mused.
“Me either,” I said. I felt a wave of relief. “You really don’t care?”
“I can share,” she said simply. “And I certainly can’t judge. Honestly, if everyone knew, it would be a lot easier. I don’t know how she’ll react.”
“I have an idea,” I said, picking up my clothes and getting dressed. “But you’ll have to go along with me.”
Chapter 4
The next morning, I got up early and left before mom and Jen were awake. I passed by Jen’s room and saw her lying naked in bed, asleep. She was on her stomach, her bubble but high in the air, and I wanted to wake her up and fuck her, but I marshalled myself. I left, driving around until a bookstore opened so I could take my mind off of things.
The gravity of my mother knowing about Jen was still hitting me. Of course, so much of our life was now strange, but then again why worry about it? I should be embracing the fact that she was cool with it. I wandered around town, window shopping, sending that Daphne girl a text, and wondering how I ended up with two sex-starved women in the same house.