On the Loveseat Ch. 12

"I don't know if that helps your case, Jeremy." I could hear the wavering in her voice.

"You'll make every guy there hard, and all the girls jealous Jenny." Aunt Jess added, more convincingly than me.

"You really think so?" Mom asked with disbelief.

"Absolutely mom! I keep telling you how sexy you are. I wish you could believe me." I told her forcefully, staring at her face in the rearview mirror. Her eyes stared back.

"We'll go, but I won't promise anything. And we won't stay long. I want to get my handsome son back in bed!" Mom said with more vigor in her tone.

That was what I wanted to hear! I knew once we got there and mom had one dance that she wouldn't be able to resist doing more. I saw Aunt Jess's face light up as she looked pointedly at me. I grinned back at her. She nodded, obviously thinking the same as me.

"I don't know what the two of you are grinning about, but I'll dance one dance with Jeremy, then I'll watch you two. One hour, and then we go home!" Mom said sternly as if her mind couldn't be changed.

"Okay mom. One dance." I agreed with a side-glance to my aunt. Her eyes twinkled conspiratorially and still sexily back at me.

"Do you know Triangles, Jeremy?" Aunt Jess asked.

"I've heard of it. Not sure where it is though."

She proceeded to give me directions to the dance club. I drove quickly, anxious that mom might change her mind. She didn't say anything about my pushing the speed limit, so she must have been anxious too. She sat quietly in the back and looked blankly out the window. That same window that she had stared out as she had rode my cock that morning!

I parked in the large lot, skipping the valet parking this time. I encircled the waists of my beautiful dates as we walked to the club's door. There was the standard line of people waiting to enter. A faint booming beat could be heard as the bright lights covering the front of the club blazed. Before we reached the end of the line, a large muscular man waved to us, gesturing for us to bypass the line. A chorus of boos came from the line. I ignored the protests as I guided the two hottest dressed women past the wannabes. Besides the boos, there came a few catcalls and wolf whistles. I noticed quite a few of the men in line checking out mom and Aunt Jess's luscious bodies, and their scanty clothing. A few girls gave them approving nods. Mom had a big smile on her face that she tried to hide from her two companions.

The equally large bouncer at the door took our entry fee and waved us in, the volume of the beat growing exponentially as we entered. I looked around eagerly, having never been in such a place. I was still a senior in high school and this was beyond what I'd heard about it. There was a long bar along one wall that I could only see by the wall of bottles over the large crowd of people gathered there. On the opposite wall, a DJ had a large setup with lights flashing all around him as he mixed the beats. In between, the crowd of twenty-somethings moved, shimmied, and danced to the pounding music. Even being familiar with the current music, I could barely recognize the song that was playing with the over-amped bass beat.

Mom and her sister looked around also, Aunt Jess eagerly, mom as if she was in a foreign country. I guided them across the dance floor, pressing past the masses to where I saw some tables on the opposite side. We managed to find an empty one and sat. I saw mom was staring at the crowd of writhing bodies. I had told mom and Aunt Jess to leave their clutches stashed in the car, as there was nothing they would need, beside maybe IDs, which I had put in my pocket, but I doubted they would need them. They may have been extremely sexy, but it was still clear that they hadn't seen twenty-one in a few years!

"Do you want to dance mom?" I yelled at her over the music.

"What? Oh. Yes. But still call me Jenny."

"Okay. Let's go." I took her hand, and with a glance at Aunt Jess, I guided mom into the crowd.

I had only danced a few times, at school dances and family events, weddings and such. I considered myself to be a fair dancer; I wouldn't embarrass myself or step on a girl's feet. Mom stared at me, unsure at how to begin. I wasn't sure either, but I leaned forward and spoke loudly in her ear.

"Don't worry about trying to do any current moves ... Jenny. Anything you do will be hot!" Mom smiled at these words and she began to wiggle slightly, obviously still cautious about her very short dress. She shouldn't have worried, because I'd been trying to see what color her panties were all night and had yet to catch even a glimpse! That dress must have been taped to her hips and thighs.

I put the rest of the crowd out of my head and focused on what I was doing, and my beautiful mom's moves. I tried to match hers to make her less self-conscious about out-of-date dance moves. It didn't matter though, as whatever mom did looked sexy, and she was drawing stares from all around us. A few other girls began to copy mom's seductive steps. The longer she danced, the more relaxed she became. We continued when the song ended, and when the next one finished Aunt Jessica joined us.

"I thought you two weren't going to come back!" She yelled. "I was getting tired of getting hit on by these young guys!"

"No you weren't Jess!" I told her. She grinned back.

"I missed my sister and my ... sexy stud. I don't need these guys."

"Thanks Jess!" I answered and pulled her close, even though the song had a fast tempo. Her tits pressed against my chest and she took the opportunity to grind her pelvis against mine.

Mom must have gotten jealous as she put her hands around my neck and pushed her breasts against my upper arm, and was practically dry humping my hip. I turned to her and kissed her briefly. Mom stared at me when I turned to Aunt Jess. She grabbed my head, turned it back to her, and kissed me fiercely, trying to merge her body with mine. My aunt pulled my lips from my mom's, and she tried to give me a tonsillectomy using her tongue. These displays drew cheers and whoops from around us. Mom looked around, now nervous about her outburst of passion. She drew away from her sister and me. I felt this and separated from Aunt Jess reluctantly.

"Perhaps we should sit for a bit." Mom said barely audible.

"Let's get something to drink Jess." I said in case she hadn't heard mom.

We walked back to the table, attracting the attention of a waitress dressed in skimpy Lycra shorts and a tube top that did nothing to hide her over-abundant tits. Aunt Jess ordered two rum and colas for them, and a non-alcoholic one for me. The waitress glanced at me, surely noticing how young I was. She nodded and moved off.

We sat for two songs. I sipped my beverage while mom and Aunt Jess drank somewhat faster. When they finished and seemed antsy to get back to dancing, I gulped the rest of mine down and stood. Mom looked up at me expectedly. I reached out a hand and she grabbed it. I knew she was telling herself about her resolution about only one dance, but that she was also so willing to return to the dance floor. Aunt Jess grabbed her other arm, and the two of us guided mom back into the crowd. Once there, mom lost whatever reservations she'd had, and she became almost a wild woman with her swaying hips, quick stepping feet, shaking booty, and flailing arms. Aunt Jess and I had to step back from her as she took over her little section of hardwood. Others nearby began clapping to the beat, encouraging mom along.

I recognized some of the moves as classic dance steps, but mom was going from one move to another such that it was hard to tell when one was done and the next had started. Mom was no professional dancer, but she was clearly far better than I had realized. I wanted to dance with her, but she far outshined me that I didn't want to look foolish next to her. My aunt took my hand and we danced together while mom got her groove on. Aunt Jessica shimmied and swayed provocatively in my arms, rubbing against my dick like we were home in bed.

A few young men came up to mom and tried to dance with her, but she would move away from them, or dance in such a way that it was obvious that they were alone and looked somewhat silly. As I moved to the beat with Aunt Jess, I managed to keep an eye on my mom; I didn't want any crude guys making advances on her, but as she fended off numerous attempts, I realized mom didn't need any help from her son.

A few songs later mom must have gotten tired of dancing alone, or she was jealous of her sister dancing with me. She came over to me and began to dance so seductively and rather erotically. She pressed tight against my body as she shook and wiggled hers, pushing her ass to mine, grinding her pelvis on my hardened cock, and ran her hands and fingers over my body, including my crotch! I had never had a lap dance, but I figured this had to be damn close to one! I wasn't really dancing much, but mom's movements had me breathing heavily.

A small group of people had surrounded us, meaning mom, and had kept cheering and urging her on. I don't know how much she was paying attention as she seemed to be in her own world, one in which I fortunately happened to be included. I don't know how long we danced, mom and I, but I was getting quite winded. Aunt Jess had wandered in and out of our orbit, dancing with me for a few minutes and had even swayed together with mom. Mom grinded her body against her sister as well as she had done with me. This got more than a few whistles.

Eventually we made our way back to our table, surprising to find it still empty. A different waitress passed by and I ordered another round of drinks. Mom must have made quite an impression with her dance moves, because a steady stream of guys came by our table asking her to dance. She pleasantly turned each one down, but there were a few that were rude and couldn't, or wouldn't take her refusal. Aunt Jessica also got her own group of misfits that she sent away unhappy. We finished our next round of drinks quickly and went back to dance just to avoid more guys begging the two women to dance with them.

Mom, Aunt Jessica, and I now danced as a threesome, weaving in and out, going from one to the other. Me and mom, mom and Aunt Jess, Aunt Jess and I. We danced freely, and also pressed tightly to each other. As much as I loved having either of their barely covered bodies against me, it was so hot to watch the two of them mashed together as they gently moved as one. A couple of different guys came up and tried to cut in, with Aunt Jess or with mom, only to be shot down. None seemed to get the hint that mom and her sister wanted to dance with just me.

All night, I'd heard comments from other guys about how I was too young for such a hot pair of women, often using vulgar euphemisms for the ladies, but I'd just ignored them. I was with mom and my aunt and I didn't care what others thought about it as long as they didn't suspect that either was related to me, as our actions were definitely not family-friendly!

At one point a dark-haired, mid to late twenties guy approached Aunt Jess, and after she told him no, he turned to mom and she also turned down his request for a dance. He grabbed mom's shoulder and tried to pull her away from me. She turned and told him to bug off. He then grabbed her by both of her upper arms. He told her that I wasn't man enough for her, I was too young to handle to fine ass women like them, and that he would show her what a real man was like in bed. Mom laughed at him, but I could see some fear in her face. The guy was much beefier than I was and I didn't think I could take him on, but I would go down swinging in defense of my girls!

Aunt Jessica stepped up to him boldly, and in a move that surprised me as much as it did the guy, she grabbed him very tightly by his crotch, so much so that I saw his face scrunch up in pain, and told him that if he didn't go away, she'd rip his balls off and feed them to him. I don't know if she was fed up enough with being hit on, or the alcohol had helped her release her inner beast, but she then half-yelled over the pulsing beat.

"Jeremy here knows very well how to handle the both of us very well! He did so this very afternoon when he fucked us both in the ass and got us both off before he was finished!"

Dark-haired guy's eyes went wide, and the crowd that had heard Aunt Jess's words gasped. Mom's eyes grew also, but she laughed and then added, "He fucks me so much better than my husband does!"

The guy winced when Aunt Jess released his crotch and hobbled away. A few women nearby cheered my aunt, obviously not the first woman he had annoyed. Dark hair didn't get very fair before a pair of burly bouncers appeared and grabbed him before he could disappear into the crowd of people milling about after my aunt's spectacle. Many of them were staring at the three of us. A new song started and the crowd slowly returned to what they were here for, dancing. We did too and were left alone from any further interrupting men.

After that, it wasn't mom and Aunt Jess that were being pestered, but rather it was me! A number of girls and young women came up and would dance near me, drape themselves around me, or wrap their arms on me, even though the women I was obviously with were only a few short paces away. I disentangled myself from one, and another would magically appear. My female relatives found this quite amusing and giggled as I fought off the feminine flock. We tried dancing some more, but after these events among the other incidental occurrences, the thrill had gone, the desire for more intimate interactions too great.

"Maybe dancing wasn't a good idea." Aunt Jessica said dejectedly as we exited the raucous club. "We might have lost Jeremy to that horde of young women."

"No way! You two are the ones that I want!" I declared. I saw mom's eyes light up at my words. Aunt Jess grabbed my bicep and pressed herself to me.

"You're the one we want too, right Jenny!" She exclaimed loudly as we returned to the car. Mom only nodded, but she giggled some more.

"It was a good idea, Jess. I had fun dancing with my stud." She giggled again.

"Our stud." Aunt Jessica corrected her.

After the wine at dinner and the hard liquor at the club, both of them were more than tipsy. They weren't exactly drunk, but they definitely couldn't drive; I didn't want them passing out before we could get to do anything more tonight. I remembered mom saying something about plans they had for me. I hoped they remembered about them, and were still capable of whatever it was. I suddenly wanted to get home very much!

I rolled the car window's down and the cool night air sobered them somewhat, mom more so as my aunt didn't seem as affected by what she'd drank. We returned home; a gentle reminder of what was at stake when I pulled in next to dad's truck. I saw mom glance at it quickly then look to me. I smiled hopefully at her in return. Her lips tried to form a smile, but trembled weakly. I reached around her back to guide her inside. Aunt Jessica was already at the front door awaiting me to unlock it.

As we entered the house, my aunt viciously attacked my mouth, surely leaving her dark lipstick all over my mouth. I opened my eyes after a few moments to see mom staring at us hungrily and with a trace of sadness. Surely, the alcohol was making her weepy. I pulled away from Aunt Jess and kissed my mom, softly at first, but with increased passion. She was caught off guard at first and it was a moment or so before she got as caught up in our joining as I was. She pushed me off her a couple minutes later, turning to glance at her sister, then back to me with a touch of surprise on her face. Mom looked as if she couldn't believe she'd just kissed me as she had. I looked back at her quizzically; she couldn't be doubting herself now after all we've done.

"Something wrong mom?" I asked worried.

"No. I was just thinking about something. Something from long ago."

"What Jenny?" Aunt Jess sounded worried too.

"No, it's ... nothing." She looked at the two of us with a renewed smile on her face. She continued with a sultry voice. "I think it's time for our surprise, Jess."

"Oh yes! I forgot about that!" My aunt's face suddenly glowed brightly. I was more than curious now!

"As handsome and sexy as you are in that suit, I think you should go change for bed!" Mom said in the same seductive tone.

"Why don't you two just undress me?" I suggested with a leer at them both.

"We have ... other things to do first." Mom answered with another glance at her sister.

"Just go take off that monkey suit and come back in your boxers, or even better, your birthday suit!" Aunt Jess said with a wave of her hands at me. "Come back to your mom's bedroom in ten, no, fifteen minutes." She urged me away with her hands again.

"Go on honey. You won't regret it." Mom urged me also.

"I never regret anything with you two, mom. Jessica." I replied and reluctantly, but hastily headed upstairs to my room to strip out of my restricting clothes.

That only took me three of the fifteen minutes they requested, so I went through some emails and texts on my phone that had piled up during the day. It was hard to focus on the mundane task when I had Aunt Jessica and mom planning something special for me in mom's bedroom. At fourteen minutes and fifty seconds, I galloped back down the stairs in my underwear, anxious to see what they had planned. Mom's bedroom door was open as I walked down the hallway to it. I got to the doorway and cautiously peeked in. It appeared to be empty. The bedside lamp was the only light in the room. It cast a pool of illumination over mom's king-size mattress.

"Aunt Jess? Mom?" I called out suspiciously. "I'm here. Where are you?"

"Get on the bed and lie down." I heard mom's voice call out. It sounded like it came from my parent's bathroom.

I did as instructed, propped up with pillows.

The bathroom door opened slowly and I could see mom step out. She was wearing a full length, plain white robe. Aunt Jess stepped up behind her, wearing one of my mother's old worn robes. They stood just inside the bedroom expectantly.

"I liked the dresses better." I stated. "I wanted to undress you again like I did Thursday night, mom."

"You'll like this better, honey!" Mom said breathily. "I hope."

"Oh, I know he will!" Aunt Jessica added just as sultry.

Mom opened her robe slowly and dropped it to the floor.

Aunt Jess's cotton covering soon followed it.

The two of them were standing there in lingerie so erotic, so sexy, so fucking fantastic that my jaw had to be on the floor, my eyes surely had grown to three times their size, and my brain took a temporary vacation from the sensory overload. My cock sensed the gorgeous and scantily clad women and grew to enormous proportions at the vision of the two sisters in lingerie so hot that the fire marshal had surely deemed them fire hazards!

I had no words as I stared at my mother and my aunt.

No quips, no cracks, no comments.

For one of the few times in my life I couldn't speak!

They both giggled mischievously as they saw my reaction. Each glanced at the other, then looked hungrily back to me more like actual cougars and less like their namesakes.

"I think he likes them!" My aunt understated my response.

"Oh, I think so!" Mom purred beside her sister.

My Aunt Jessica was wearing a teddy of thin black ribbons that crisscrossed all over her body making her almost appear to be wrapped in rope. It both hid and didn't hide her voluptuous figure. Black stockings covered my aunt's toned calves and thighs, held up a garter belt that matched her teddy. She had strappy black stiletto heels on her feet.

Mom was encased in a sheer blue sleeveless body suit that actually didn't hide a thing, her dark areolas and stiff nipples, her brown bush, and the ridges of her labia all clearly visible. She wore no garter to hold up her light blue thigh-high stockings. There was only one thing of my mom that was hidden; white pumps covered her feet.