Don't Be Ruthless (Closed).

"How much... lon... longer do you neeeeeed?" Marie panted and squealed over the phone in obvious sexual heat.

Chris noted his present location, gauged the traffic, and replied, "I be there in ten to fifteen minutes. Why? Do you think you can hold out that long? I can just imagine what lovemaking will be like if I get there and you're in the state you're in now!"

That brought a thought to Chris's mind. "Isn't your mom home?"
 
"M...my Mom...umm yeah she is...wwwhy?!"

She asked with a slight panting and nervous voice, her hips bucked slightly at Ruth’s touch.
 


"I was just wondering about privacy," Chris says, explaining why he had asked about Marie's mom's whereabouts. "Are you in your room, or downstairs?"
 
Curiosity



Ruth's hands still cup Marie’s breasts, rubbing her hard nipples with her thumbs, as she hungrily licks her clitoris.

"Mmm... my Mom?" she hears Marie say into the phone, and can guess Chris's question. "Umm, yeah, she is.... Wh... w... why?"

Ruth's hands slide down her daughter's slim body. She slips her right middle finger into Marie's yearning wet vagina and wiggles it. She then stands. As she does, the finger pulls out and glides up Marie's slit and starts rubbing her clit in place of Ruth's tongue.

Marie has the phone up to her right ear. Ruth leans forward and whispers into her left one.

"Ask him what he thought about seeing me in a bikini this morning."






 
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"ummmmmm..mmm.. upstairs...what did y...you think of my Mom in her Biki...bikini this morning...?!"

Marie blushed as she asked and moaned out again and thought of adding cause she thought of buying the same bikini but was to busy with Ruths finger that was teasing her and forgot to.
 
Marie sighed with pleasure Chris assumed came from masturbating while she spoke to him on the phone. "What did y... you think of my mom in her bik... bikini this morning?"

Chris scowled and hesitated. His concern about giving the wrong answer caused him not to notice the oddity of the question under the apparent circumstances. He felt trapped. He certainly could not tell Marie how it had turned him on to the point that he had even fantasized about joining her and her mother in an incestuous ménage à trois. On the other hand, he did not want to sound dismissive of her mother, whom he knew Marie admired.

"Oh, nothing really," he lied, seeking a safe middle course. "She seems to have kept in good shape for her age."
 
Marie moaned and then smirked as she then said so her mom could also hear.

"Nothing realllllly huh...ja she is in good shape for for...for her age..."

She moaned and arched her back some then leaning forward and nipping at her moms neck as she waited to hear what she should also ask or if she was just going to torture her while she is on the phone with Chris.
 
Curiouser and Curiouser



“Ask him if he thinks I’m sexy,” Ruth whispered next into Marie’s ear while continuing to caress her clitoris.





 
Marie gasped and bite her lip at frist before she moaned and asked Chris.

"d..d..Dooooo...you th...think she is s..."

Marie moaned and had to take a deep breath before she could add.

"Sexy!"

She was getting so close to cumming as she bite her lip she leaned back to look at her mom as if to give her this look so she might know how close on the edge she was.
 


"Your mom?!" Chris responded to Marie's question about her mother being sexy. How could he answer a question like that? He had read somewhere that the best way to compliment a girl was to say she was like her mother, but he did not know if or how that applied here. Should he tell the truth and admit seeing her in a bikini had turned him on? He didn't think so.

"I guess I've never thought about it," he tried to say something safe. "I suppose I'd think so if I was her age."


 
Marie moaned and giggled some, she tilted her head back some as she was already so close again to cumming and so wet.

"have you ever..e...ever thought abo...about ummm...mmmmmmm.... sex with her?"

Marie asked shyly but with a moan and wondered how much longer he needed till he was there.
 

"With your mother?" Chris asked regarding Marie's question about sex. Had something in his voice betrayed that he had fantasized about that very thing all day? He decided to see if he could find out. "Why would you ask that?"


 
Marie gasped and moaned again when he then asked her why. She looked at her mother a bit scared as she wasnt sure what to say as she then said shyly and with a moan.

"well...ummm mmm just a thought I hav..have been wanting to talk to you about a thir person pl...p..playing well with us and since ...y..you well asked about my mom just thought I ...well if you...oh god..never mind"

She couldnt finish her setence afraid he might react in a other way then she would hope for.
 
Timing Is Everything




Seeing Marie on the verge of orgasm, Ruth moved her fingers away from her clitoris and played instead with her dripping labia and vagina. She whispered in Marie’s left ear. “How long until he gets here?”







 
She niped once at her moms neck as she moaned and then asked trying no to pant to much.

"How mmmmmmuch longer do you neeeeed sweetheart?!"
 

"I've been getting all green lights," Chris replied regarding how much longer he'd need to get to Marie's house. "I shouldn't be much more than another five minutes."

He listened as she panted and moaned, then chuckled. "It sounds like I should be asking how much longer you need!"

 
" 5 mins. Mmmm....ummm ok....i..i.I think I neeeeeed to tell you....... No I'll wait till your here..."

Marie looked at Ruth and blushed giving her this look as if asking if she should just let him walk in on them or tell him. She thought it might be fun to see how he reacts when he comes upstairs and thinks she in her room but finds them both in her mothers room.
 
Countdown



Ruth looked at the clock on her night stand when she heard Chris would arrive in five minutes.

“Tell him ‘bye’ now,” she whispered to Marie as she continued to play with her womanhood, keeping her near orgasm, but remaining careful not to let her reach climax.







 
Marie nodes biting her lower lip and her whole body shivered and wiggled. With a moan, Marie said to Chris.

" C...chris I'm going to hang uppppp when your there come up stairs....Ok...."

Marie didn't say her room or so for a reason not sure where she would be in five mins as she wasn't sure what her mom had in mind. After hanging up she moans and tilted her head back.

" Mommmmm......!"
 

"C... Chris, I'm going to hang up," Marie sighed in obvious sexual heat. "When you're there, come up stairs... Okay?"

"Okay," he replied to the speaker phone. "See you soon. I love you."

Marie didn't reply. She'd already hung up.

Something seemed odd to him. Marie obviously had something sexual in mind, but told him to meet her upstairs, presumably in her bedroom. She'd also said, however, that her mother remained at home.

He knew some people had a fetish for "risky" sex, with a chance of getting caught doing it. Marie had hinted to him in the past that she had some pretty wild fantasies she had not shared with him yet. This seemed too risky, though. Chris couldn't imagine the response of Marie's parents if they learned they'd become sexually active, often in their own house.

Well, he'd find out soon enough as he turned onto the old country road that led to Marie's house. He had less than a mile to go.


 
Modesty



Ruth stroked Marie’s clitoris as she hung up the phone, causing her to groan “Mommmmm...!”

“You told him to come up here,” Ruth smiled as she continued to play with Marie’s womanhood, keeping her near orgasm, but remaining careful not to let her reach climax. She felt totally comfortable with the plan Marie’s invitation inspired. She had already made love with her daughter and found it a beautiful and fully natural experience. Adding Marie’s boyfriend, Chris, would only expand that beauty, and satisfy longings she and Marie still possessed. “I guess that decides it.”

She got up and went to her closet. Opening the door, she pulled out and put on a white robe that went down to just above her knees. Though opaque, the thin satin clung to her body, revealing it retained its taut curves.

She crooked a finger at Marie, still lying on the bed, panting with desire. “Come pick out something to have on when Chris gets here. We don’t want to shock him by being nude.”








 
Marie nibbles on her lip and slips off the bed walking over to her mom and finds something silken. She had always loved the feel of silk textil on her body it felt so sexy and smooth.

"Ok and now?!"

She asked panting slightly.
 

Chris pulled up the driveway of Marie's house and parked. As he got out of the car, he subtly repositioned his penis inside his slacks to hide the erection listening to Marie on the phone driving here had given him. It made him a bit uncomfortable, but he could walk normally as he approached the front door. He rang the bell.

 
Waiting Game



Marie got out of bed and moved to the closet. She picked out a short robe of green silk with paisleys. She still panted with sexual need.

“Ok,” she whispered to her mother “And now?”

Just then the front doorbell rang.

“‘And now,’” Ruth replied, reaching under Marie’s robe to caress her wet womanhood. “Now we get back into bed and wait.”






 

Chris figured close to a full minute had passed since he rang the doorbell. He counted slowly and silently to ten for good measure, then rang it again. After about another thirty seconds, still no one had answered.

He decided to try around back. Marie had said to go upstairs when he arrived, but he did not think it wise to have her mom catch him up there unannounced. Besides, if she'd continued sunbathing, he might get another chance to see Marie's mom in that bikini.

He found the backyard empty. Two abandoned glasses suggested the two had sunbathed together earlier. All the ice in them had melted. The idea of Marie and her mom back here in just bikinis reignited his earlier fantasy about a ménage à trois. He mentally pushed it aside as ridiculous.

He went to the screen door of the three-seasons room on the back of the house. Cupping his hands around his eyes, he peered through the screen. The house seemed empty.

"Hello?" he shouted through the door. "Anybody home? It's Chris. I'm coming inside."

 
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