Caught Between Two Attractions Chapter 3
In chapters one and two, I began dating a stunning 25-year-old woman named Amelia. Eventually, I met her mom, a more curvy and shy Sophia, who hadn't ever tied the knot. My relationship with Amelia was going great until the day she got into a tragic car accident and ended up in the hospital for months. Amelia then asked me to help out her mother during her lonely time. The sudden absence of having sex with Amelia and getting closer to her mom ignited certain feelings in me. Sophia also seemed to fancy me and asked her daughter how to handle this difficult situation. Amelia responded by suggesting that she should just go with it, and pretty soon, Sophia and I started our intimate relationship. Amelia was getting ready to return home, though.
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The moment had come.
It was 11 am, and Amelia was supposed to receive her discharge papers. I got there a few minutes ahead of schedule to help Amelia gather her things, navigate through the usual hospital bureaucracy, and carry her stuff.
Amelia wore a light, flowing dress and had a small cast on her left thigh. I questioned whether she'd need a wheelchair to get around, but she replied, "No, sweetheart. I can walk by myself. The cast is not necessary - I'm allowed to remove it in three days."
We headed back home and said very little in the car. Instead, we just admired each other. When we pulled up to Amelia's parking spot, she said, "You look fantastic. Mom did a great job..." I wasn't sure if this was actually a compliment, so I replied, "Darling, for someone who's just come from a devastating car accident, you're looking fantastic." Then I gave her a gentle kiss.
We entered the house together.
Sophia was waiting for us, dressed in a long robe. She immediately hugged her daughter and then embraced me with a kiss. "We've missed you so much here! I just hopped out of the shower. Should you rest for a while? Have something to eat? Take a shower?"
Amelia grinned, "No, guys. I'm feeling well. Just a short rest will do Me my to have homemade food."
I smirked, "Amelia, are you admitting that hospital meals aren't fancy? Actually, a few times on my way to visit you, I considered bringing you something delicious, but I liked the way your body looked."
Amelia giggled and looked at her mom, "He used to be so polite before I left him. What did you do to him?"
Sophia blushed and giggled too, "As per your request, I spoiled him, but it's possible that I overdid it a bit."
Amelia went upstairs.
I stared at Sophia, "Hon, how are you feeling?"
"I'm nervous. I adore Amelia deeply, want her to be happy, and prepared her favorite dinner, along with a cherry cheesecake for her return. But the tension will persist until we address this intimacy issue."
"Dear, let's raise a toast to her during dinner, hopefully that will relax us. Also, we should dress nicely, setting a cozier atmosphere for her first day back home."
Amelia remained in her room for two full hours.
I worried that if I let her nap too long, she'd have a hard time falling asleep later. I quietly entered her room and observed her waking up. She stretched out her arms and yawned, "I needed that. This bed is so much more comfortable than the hospital's."
"Amelia, are you able to walk about okay or do you require assistance?"
"Willy, I'm doing better than I thought. I've been doing physical therapy and workouts for the past two weeks. I wish to prove it to you later, tonight..."
"That's wonderful. Listen, we're meant to keep this a secret, but Mom's made an amazing meal in your honor. We need to celebrate your 'rebirth' with a special toast, so wear some stylish clothes." I headed out to assist Sophia set the table with candles and choose calming music.
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Sophia was cooking in the kitchen, nearly finishing her preparations before popping the food in the oven. "I'm about to shower and join you."
I organized the table for three guests and placed a bottle of Moet & Chandon champagne in the center. Next, I retrieved the other two bottles from the bar, which contained two custom cocktails my drinking buddy had made. They included rum, orange, and berry juices, and both ladies loved them. There were also some tequila and whiskey shots mixed in.
Once I was done, I got changed into some new, clean, long khaki pants, a white long-sleeved shirt, and shiny shoes. I made sure everything was perfect, dimmed the lights, lit some candles throughout the living room, and tuned the radio to some soothing tunes.
Just as I finished, Amelia emerged from her room. She looked like a movie star; her dress was stunning!
She studied my gaze and chuckled, "Do you still admire me after all these years spent together?"
"C'mon, you're an absolute knockout."
"Thanks. You're not too bad yourself. I can smell Mom's mouthwatering food in the oven. Where is she?"
"She'll be here in a moment. After toiling in the kitchen, she takes a shower."
Amelia settled at the table and I stood behind her, gently rubbing her shoulders. She displayed her satisfaction with a soft moan and murmured, "I missed your touch. Being stationary for nearly two months was torment. Feeling your powerful yet delicate hands again is a blessing."
I served Amelia a cocktail. She sipped it and complimented, "What is this? I enjoy the sweet and tart flavor but I don't recall tasting it previously."
Sophia made her presence felt. Her lengthy dark hair was elegantly knotted in a cinnamon bun at the back. She wore minimal makeup and no lipstick. Her gray dress was brief, and, as I had often witnessed, left a generous portion of her creamy bosom on top visible. A pair of 2" heels completed the ensemble. I filled her with a large cocktail glass, and she sipped it.
The two women scrutinized each other, and Amelia remarked, "Mom, you look outstanding in that dress. I don't recall you wearing such a short, seductive outfit before. Willy must have had a significant influence on the way you dress nowadays."
Sophia smirked, "Honey, your man was an immense help when you were absent. But why are you talking about me? You're back home and you look fantastic. I can't believe you didn't lose or gain significant weight."
"Hospital food was appalling, so I should have lost weight. However, I was almost immobile, resulting in a negligible change in weight."
Sophia and her daughter sat clearly separated from each other. I stood between them, observed the two distinctive attractive ladies, and raised my glass for a toast. They giggled and swallowed the light-brownish concoction. Both seemed to like the taste and soon all glasses were drained.
To this point, my plan was working excellently: The initial nervousness and tension had slowly faded. We chatted about the dreadful hospital food, the repulsive odors that emanated from some patients' rooms, the doctors' high and mighty demeanor, and exchanged stories about certain staff members who attended to Amelia. The conversation was enjoyable and poignant.
Now they were both comfortably seated on their chairs, laughing and showing faint signs of intoxication.
Meal prep would be finished in approximately 30 minutes. I looked at Sophia and said, "Ma'am, we've still got some time before supper is ready. Amelia's leg is not fully healed, but you're in great shape. Can I dance with you?"
She snickered, "Certainly, sir."
I moved towards her and aided her in standing. She appeared slightly unsteady. I embraced her waist and she placed her hands on my shoulders. We commenced moving slowly on the floor. Gradually, I brought her body closer, and eventually, her hands found their way around my neck. My erect penis rested effectively in the crevice formed by her buttocks. Sophia didn't appear to notice.
Subsequently, I rotated Sophia's body so her back faced me. I bent a little to maintain her hands on my neck and, during the dance, my hands started gliding along her body from her neck to her chest, then her waist, and finally, her hips.
Sophia's only response was to push her butt against me. My stiffening member nestled snugly in her crack. Her lack of resistance motivated me, and my palms moved across her ample bosom, lingering over the exposed parts. She didn't object.
My fingers circled her areolae as I murmured into Sophia's ear, "You look irresistibly attractive tonight. It's so hard not to touch your breasts."
She murmured, "Don't you care Amelia can see your actions?"
"I don't. I observed her, and she seems aroused..."
Sophia partially opened her eyes, looked at her daughter, then closed them again. She had a mysterious smirk.
My right fingers stroked the upper part of her breast and ventured slowly beneath the thin fabric to touch her bare mammary. Her nipple was erect. Sophia moaned, and her butt began pushing against my penis.
After this, I twisted Sophia around, kissed her passionately, and began to unzip her dress while I whispered, "Darling, I adore you. You are so stunning. I crave you intensely..."
"I get it, but is it a good idea to do this with Amelia watching?" she whispered.
"Don't fret, she's not neglecting us. Look at her, she's fascinated and doesn't seem stressed or bothered at all."
As I watched Amelia's face, I gently removed one of Sophia's hands from around my neck and placed it on my front bulge. Amelia gasped, and she caressed her own covered breast.
Sophia's zipper was already pulled down. I carefully eased off the upper part of her dress, moving it sideways until it fell off her shoulders and stayed around her waist. Her soft white bra struggled to hold her enormous breasts in place. I unclasped her bra, freeing her massive nipples. They stood erect with their 2-inch areolas surrounding them.
I turned Sophia around, but her cheeks turned bright red. She didn't object, though, as her bare, incredible breasts faced her daughter.
Amelia took a deep breath and appeared very pale. I silently signaled to her, urging her to step forward. She hesitated. I signaled again, whispering, "Come here!"
Amelia rose slowly from her seat, tried to steady herself, and gradually moved closer. I grabbed her hand, pulled her towards me, and kissed her lips. She didn't react, just stared into my eyes. I leaned in closer and kissed her earlobe, whispering, "Sweetheart, I love you and your mom. Show her some love too."
Amelia seemed unsure of what I meant. I kissed her again and guided her hand to rest on her mother's warm breast. Amelia moaned softly as she gently played with her mother's breast.
Sophia's right hand continued to softly stimulate my captured penis, while her other hand joined Amelia's and they both gently squeezed Sophia's amazing tit. I marveled at the unforgettable scene of the two of them.
I slowly moved their lips together, and they shivered when they first kissed. Amelia regained her composure and returned her mom's kiss more enthusiastically.
I undid Amelia's long dress bit by bit so that they both could continue to touch each other's breasts without any issues. When Sophia's fingers first touched Amelia's breast, the younger woman shrieked and asked, "Mom, that feels incredible!...is it okay if I kiss you?"
"Sure thing, sweetheart. Anything that's mine is yours too."
Amelia wrapped her lips around her mom's nipple and began suckling. I, in turn, squeezed Sophia's other breast. Sophia reached for our heads and murmured, "Nursing my two babies..."
We moved towards the bedroom for a more comfortable spot.
...
Now both girls were topless, hugging and caressing each other without any assistance from me. The alcohol made a significant difference - they both seemed aroused.
I quickly stripped, pulled Sophia to lie down, and Amelia followed suit. Sophia stared at her beautiful daughter's face, whispering, "Amelia, my love, I missed you. I'm sorry I don't have milk anymore, but please, keep licking my tits. They feel so good. Once you're done, I'd love to suck your wonderful breasts. They're so perky, firm, and perfect!"
I observed Amelia's expression. She seemed content, though a bit inebriated.
I needed to decide on the perfect position for us. With so many options and knowing I couldn't cum more than twice, it was a tough decision. Thinking about 'hard' and 'long' made me giggle - was that because I was drunk as well?
Who cares? I had beautiful Sophia and Amelia; it was time to enjoy the rare opportunity in front of me.
I ascended the bed and observed Amelia's face locked onto her mother's gigantic bosom. Amelia's legs were wide-open, aiding her balance. I plunged myself in between her legs and initiated licking her folds, noticing the customary scent of her sex. The labia were damp, representing her arousal, providing me with new found nourishment. I devoured the precious fluid eagerly, and my tongue soared upward, gently brushing the clitoris. Her body stiffened, and she emitted a groan. This suggested an orgasm was imminent. I inaugurated 2 fingers then a third one into her vagina, and massaged the forefront wall as my tongue danced on her tiny bud. Her breathing froze, her heartbeat increased, and her mouth detached from her mother, shrieking loudly.
Whilst massaging her G spot, I laid her on her back and assumed a position between her limbs. I delicately elevated her ankles over my shoulders, keeping in mind her bones were still recuperating from the accident, lined my erect member into her sheath, and gradually infiltrated her vagina.
Throughout this procedure, her mother elevated her head and examined my advancing member cautiously. I signaled for her to participate. Sophia bent down and tenderly kissed her daughter's pink nipple. The breasts of the two women were in close proximity, and the contrast was striking: Sophia's breasts were more rounded, larger, and dark brown with nearly black nipples. Amelia's breasts were smaller, firmer, and light pink with darker pink, smaller nipples. Yet, both propelled my hunger to indulge in them.
With Sophia's mouth enveloping Amelia's nipple, the most engaging view was... Sophia's buttocks. I juiced up Amelia's vagina more vigorously, hearing her cries intensify. I leaned ahead, touched Sophia's anal cleft, and ran my fingertips against it. Her legs parted, and I was able to access her vagina, snatching as much of her secretions and spreading them on and around her rear sphincter.
Next, I quickened my thrusts into Amelia and infiltrated Sophia's anus with my index finger. Surprisingly, Sophia commenced shuddering. Her thighs nudged apart, and she pushed her anus against my finger, signaling she desired more rear entry.
As I steadfastly pumped Amelia, I filled Sophia's anus with a second finger whilst my thumb stroked her pleasure nub from side to side.
I was now riding Amelia, harboring fingers inside Sophia, and the pair of them were shrieking concurrently, one nestled on top of the other.
Oh my, I adored the spectacle and... was prepared to climax. Shortly thereafter, a series of 5-6 spurts ruptured Amelia's vagina preceding my sperm's quantity started to recede.
My women took longer to rejuvenate. I relaxed, thinking solely about this: I was entirely content! Not only was the inaugural endeavor of a threesome scrumptiously fruitful, but we 3 consummated concurrently!
Amelia awoke before Sophia. She kissed her lips gently and pronounced, "Mom, you are gorgeous, sexy and delectable. I comprehend now I appreciate you not solely as a mother but also as an alluring and skillful lover. Thank you!"
Sophia awoke, appraised her daughter's astounding face, and stated softly, "I was terrorized to lose you for prompting your lover to betray you and for being... too aged. Miraculously, we discovered a three-pronged love."
As the girls joined in an embrace, infused with a fresh form of affection, I raced to the lavatory. I showered briefly, torn between wanting them to use the shower before me and my own need to proceed. Actually, I was astonished not to be disrupted.
I emerged from the lavatory, encircled by a towel, contemplating they were impatient for me to leave so they could utilize the shower overdue.
I discovered them fast asleep, embraced in a loving intertwine.
