AIF I'll do it
From Create Your Own Story
But it was, indeed, your idea. And you can't just change your mind every second.
"Mom, I've made my decision and I am ready to face the consequences."
"Oh, honey..." she said and hugged you "You are already acting like a grown-up. Guess I need to stop thinking of you as my little boy..."
Heather picked up the phone to call Alice and you went to your room. About an hour later you heard voices downstairs and decided to check them out. It turned out the voices belonged to your mom and Stacy. She was wearing tight shirt and some jeans. When you aunt saw you she hugged you tightly. You could feel her full breasts on your chest. Magnificent feeling.
"It's a shame you can't stay with me Scott. I could use a man in a house, you know?" she told you when you separated. Minutes later Alice came in. All four of you sat in a living room to talk. You didn't focus on conversation, they can talk forever about nothing when all three of them are together, you were busy dreaming about a foursome with them. That would be glorious. Your mom, both aunts... naked... You could fuck Alice, lick Stacy and squeeze mom's tits... Or Stacy could blow you while you were licking mom and mom would lick Alice. And then all three of them would let you cum on their faces... Or you could just fuck all of the... Wait, I think they're done.
At the door Stacy hugged you again, told you she will come to see you again when this is over, gave you big kiss and left. You helped your mom clean up. She went straight to the bathroom and you stayed for a while to watch a TV.
Entire movie later she still hadn't left the bathroom and you really needed to wash yourself and go to sleep. Upstairs the lights were off. At least the light in the bathroom, should be on, right? You wondered what could have happened. You knocked on the bathroom door. No answer. You got really nervous, knocked again and, unknowing what to do, looked around. You noticed something in her bedroom. As silent as you could you tip-toed to the bedroom. She was sleeping there. What a relief. TV must've drown out the sounds of her leaving the bathroom. You were just about to leave when you noticed she was laying on her side, and her old t-shirt was pulled up a little.
