Son wins his mother and aunt in a contest

“Fuck me back, Auntie. Mom’s going to be pulling in any second. Do you want her to witness her son’s prick buried in her sister? Push your ass up!”

Her eyes were on fire as her excitement level increased. The thrill of possibly getting caught and the continuous stimulation of her clit was too much for her. Her ass lifted along with her back. I pushed as far as I could and felt the familiar squeezing. She whimpered and whined through another set of contractions. I counted six in a row before I had to pull out. Wrapping her panties around my cock, I filled them full with cum. Her hips still humped, finding only air instead of the stiff prick she desired.

Lowering her legs, she didn’t move. She was sexually spent and limp. Pulling her up, I hugged and kissed her. Suddenly, we heard the garage door. Mom was arriving. We both looked at my hand holding her sperm-filled panties. Before she could say anything, I pulled her blouse open and stuffed them into her bra.

Lexi scolded, “Seriously? You’re such a brat.” Her scorn turned to a smile as we made our way to the living room, right before Mom entered from the garage.

My aunt’s eyes were riveted onto Mom’s tight blouse. Mom’s nipples poked out her blouse and were rock hard. Mom screamed, “Lexi! Let me hug you, big Sis.”

Mom ran to my aunt and wrapped her arms around her. Lexi reciprocated and the sisters were reunited again. Their breasts mashed together. Mom’s face was toward me and I could see the unbridled happiness she received from reconnecting with her sister. After several minutes of hugging, Lexi pulled back and appraised Mom’s beautiful body. “Monica, that’s quite the outfit to wear for a business meeting.”

Mom replied, “You know how it is, Sis. Male-dominated business. It’s the only leverage I have.” I knew she lied. There were more women employed than men and everyone acted professionally. I’m sure Ethel influenced a lot of their staffing decisions.

Mom sat on the couch and instructed her sister to sit across from her. Lexi was calm after my treatment and any previous anxiety had vanished. She apologized first. “Monica, I’m so sorry we’ve been split apart. I’d like us to be friends again, as we once were. I promise not to talk about my marriage and discuss only the subjects that pertain to us. Will you be my best friend again?”

Mom’s eyes filled with tears of joy. “Of course, Lexi. I’ve missed you so much. It was wrong for me to distance from you because of my own personal problems. We have a lot of catching up to do.”

The ice was broken. They chatted like they were never separated. Mom’s gaze went to the screwdriver I made for her sister. “Lexi, I see my son made you a drink. Hopefully, he kept you entertained while you waited. I told him to take good care of you.”

Lexi grinned and replied, “He was a delight. A perfect gentleman. You’ve done a great job raising him.”

“Thanks. Jason, could you get me what you made for Lexi? I need to relax after that meeting.”

While mixing her drink, I glanced at them from the kitchen. Mom kept crossing her legs back and forth. Her short skirt rose higher on her thighs. Lexi was getting a good view of Mom’s sexy body.