1. Sex With My Mom's Friends--Brandon and Sasha--Part 4


    Date: 1/20/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: prairiedogg, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    Following the aborted orgy with the women, I hurriedly apologized to Jeri and Brenda for our abrupt departure and took Sasha's hand. We never looked back as we made our way to the car. On the way back to Mom's place, I focused on driving. Sasha sat in the passenger seat, quiet except for an occasional sniffle. She was silently crying as I drove, but I wanted to wait until we got back before I spoke to her. Once I pulled into the driveway and shut off the car I turned to her. "I feel that I owe you an explanation for denying you your fantasy," I said to her. "Sasha, I don't know if I can fully explain what happened to me back there, but it didn't feel right anymore. I realized that I love you more than anything else in this world, and I couldn't sit and watch another woman do the things that I should be doing. I want so much more for you and for us. I'm sorry if I disappointed you tonight." Sasha tried to hold back her tears, but they fell despite her best efforts. "No, Brandon, you don't owe me anything. You gave me everything back at their house. I could see it in your eyes, my darling. I could see the love you have for me and I understood. I understood everything, and I knew that I couldn't go through with it. I felt your love at that moment and I wanted only you. These aren't tears of sadness, my love, they are for the joy I feel in my heart. I'm the luckiest woman on Earth." We went inside and got ready for bed. We lay together on the bed, naked as newborns, and we just ...
    talked. We talked about our childhood experiences, talked about lovers we had, embarrassing moments in our lives that provoked laughter and, mostly, what we wanted from life. By the time we finished there was no need to physically make love, for we had been doing it all night long as we got to know each other's souls. Sasha drifted off to sleep in my arms as I smiled. She was the one, of that I was now certain. The next morning I crept out of bed before Sasha could awaken. I checked to see that Mom hadn't gotten up yet and slipped downstairs and into the kitchen. Within minutes I had begun preparing breakfast for the two wonderful ladies in my life. Before long the house was filled with the aroma of my efforts and I waited to see who would get up first. Surprisingly, it was a tie. Both Mom and Sasha walked into the kitchen together, arm in arm and chatting away like old friends. "Brandon, that smells divine," said Sasha. "Maryanne, did you teach your son how to get around the kitchen?" "No, I'm afraid I can't take the credit for that," said Mom. "He learned all of his culinary skills from his father." I smiled at the last comment. "Dad was the cook around here, but only because he loved to do it and Mom let him have his way. Mom has been known to whip up a pretty mean Mexican casserole, among other things." I met them both as I beckoned them to sit down and gave them each a kiss. "I hope you both slept well. Mom, how are you feeling?" "Like a new woman, dear. It's amazing what ...
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