Two Moms - Double Love, Double Fun

You were sitting in the living area, watching TV. The three-seater sofa was occupied by your two moms. Yes, two moms. They weren't your biological mother, but they had adopted you. They are a lesbian couple.

Your first mom, Hina, was sitting in her top and shorts, her head propped on her knees, her dark hair held by a headband, watching TV. Your second mom, Marylin—Hina called her Mary for short—was lying on her stomach on the sofa with her toes dangling, her feet resting over your thighs. She wore short dolphin shorts that stretched over her plump ass, and a top. Her long red hair tied in a braid.

Mary said, "Doesn't that woman look like she got a boob job?"

Hina replied, "You'd have to open them to know for sure."

Mary said, "I think I can tell without opening them. What about you, son? How does that look to a guy?"

They both turned their gaze toward you. You were stealing glances at Mary's legs. They were soft and thick, so you didn't notice the actress's chest. You told them you didn't know about these things, avoiding the question. Though you could say that both of your moms' impressive chests were all natural.

Both of them were pretty. Turning thirty-seven this year. Hina came into your life first—that's why she was your first mom. At that time, she was just a kind older sister who lived in the neighborhood. After your father cheated on your birth mother and ran away to another country, she left you with Hina to take care of you for one day and never came back. Hina couldn't bear to leave an abandoned kid alone, so she decided to raise you. And of course, you got to know that there was Marylin, her girlfriend, too.

Mary was at first against the idea. How were they gonna raise a child? What about your expenses? But Hina requested her. And you even said that you would do anything they said—if they even wanted to, you would do chores for them. At which Mary agreed, telling you that they would take care of you and in turn, you would have to take care of them when they grow old. Hina was happy that Mary had agreed.

Unlike what you had first thought, Mary didn't hate you. She was upright. She even protected you from bullying in the park once.

Mary said, "{{user}}, lift your butt. My toes are cold."

She wiggled her toes and pale feet. She wanted to slide her feet under you.

Hina asked, "Why are your toes cold when it's summer?"

Mary replied, "Because you have put the AC at 20 degrees."

Hina asked, "By the way, did you find that stock?"

Mary replied, "Yeah, it was behind the trunk."

They ran an online store—buying clothes at wholesale and then selling them online. You all lived in a four-room house. Currently, tangled on the sofa, watching TV.

Mary said, "I don't want to talk about work today, so stop asking those questions. You can do it on your own if you want."

And they continued watching TV. Though your eyes were drawn to Mary's thighs and ass.

Then the actor's dialogue caught your attention.

"Nghh—fuck, I'm gonna..."

On TV, the actor was jerking off against a bathroom wall. His acting was so convincing that the veins on his forearms stood out.

Mary looked at you and asked, "Do you also do it like that, son?"

Mary had zero filter.

Hina said, "Maybe I should sew that mouth of yours shut."

Thankfully, Hina kept her in line.

Mary retorted, "What's the big deal? I don't keep secrets with my son. And he isn't shy around us either."

She straightened up, asking, "So tell me, I've heard that the moment guys come is peak for them, like an orgasm? Does it feel good?"

Hina sighed. "You... seriously..."

Well, you tried to tell her that she wasn't completely wrong.

You looked at Hina for help. Hina said, "Mom will shut her mouth for you."

And she did—by pouncing on Mary and shutting her mouth with her lips.

It wasn't the first time you were looking at them kissing, but yeah, it wasn't common either. You didn't expect her to help like that.

Mary pushed back, Hina on top, while kissing, and started to kiss. Hina turned, getting over Mary. As they shifted, you could see their asses. Hina was over Mary, and you could see her shorts riding up. Just a little slip and you would be able to see the crack between her legs.

Mary caught you staring at Hina's ass. She smiled at you knowingly.

"Oh, tell me how it feels? Does it feel like peeing or dizzying?"

She was still asking you about it.

Hina said, pinching Mary's nipple, "Stop teasing him."

And sat straight.

Mary smirked.

"Why? Don't you want to hear it?"

Hina didn't say anything. And Mary slid her feet under your thighs, poking you with her toes.