My Life. Ch. 9…

Seconds Later.

“You’ve been screwing both of us?!” Lyla spoke first. My eyes widened in terror, and my mouth opened as if I had a response that didn’t exist yet. “Well?” My eyes shifted between the two of them, Lyla was clearly mad, but Shelby looked hurt.

“Yes.” Was all I could utter. They both stared at me, expecting me to elaborate.

“That’s all you have to say?” Lyla said.

“How did this even start? You had me so you figured that you’d fuck my mom too!” Shelby finally spoke up.

“No!… It wasn’t like that.”

“Then what was it like?”

“Your mom” I motioned to Lyla “actually took my virginity.” Shelby’s eyes widened and she turned to look at Lyla .

“So those rumors were true! You were going around sleeping with boys after dad!” Shelby yelled at her mother.

“No!” I interjected before Lyla said anything. The rumors WERE true, but I didn’t want Lyla to either admit to it, or have to lie to her daughter. “That’s not how it happened. I was still a virgin and my girlfriend… EX girlfriend… wanted to take things further, but I was nervous that I’d make a fool of myself, so my mom talked to Lyla and asked if she’d be willing to help me out by getting my first time out of the way, and showing me how to be a good lover.”

“Your mom? You talked to your mom about wanting to lose your virginity?” Shelby was shocked.

“My mom and I are… close…” I made eye contact with Lyla, the image of her and my mother sharing the taste of my cock flashed through my mind. “We talk about stuff.”

“And you did it?!” Shelby turned back to her mom.

“It wasn’t some tawdry or filthy affair!” Lyla defended. I thought back, remembering fucking her while she ate out my mom… so some of it was filthy. I laughed to myself. “I didn’t come on to him or try to seduce him, it was a favor.”

“And we didn’t do it again, after that.” I interjected. “Not until recently, when I broke up with Danielle. I was heartbroken and emotional, and I turned to her, and she comforted me.” Shelby seemed to understand that a bit.

“Then when did things start with Shelby?” Lyla asked. Shelby suddenly realized that I might tell her mother about the incestuous three way I walked in on. She looked at me pleading.

“Well… I was really mad about Danielle, and was looking for a way to get over her, and I was talking to Shelby and found out that she wanted a way to get over her asshole ex, so it just happened.” I looked at the two of them. Shelby looked relieved that I didn’t say anything, and Lyla seemed ok with my story. “Listen, I wasn’t trying to betray anybody, or use either of you… Its just that I liked it. Lyla is the first woman I ever slept with and she was being kind by sleeping with a loser like me” I was laying it on thick, hoping for sympathy, “and I really like Shelby, it started to feel like we were sorta dating, it was nice. And once it happened I knew that if I said anything, then you would both be hurt and mad at each other, and I didn’t want that.” I sincerely didn’t like to lie, but it was the only way I was getting out of this alive.

The two of them sat there, obviously mulling over the story I’d given, deciding what to do. I knew they both liked the sexual relationships they had with me, they just needed to decide if they liked it enough to forgive me. That’s the best I could hope for now, was forgiveness, because even if they did, they’d still never have sex with me again.

“You and I weren’t in any type of relationship, so we definitely weren’t exclusive..” Lyla spoke first, “so I’m not upset that you slept with someone else, I was upset that it was my daughter, it felt like you were using us both, but if that’s not what it was, then I forgive you.”

“I guess I feel the same way.” Said Shelby.

“I’m not saying I did nothing wrong, I was just nervous and wasn’t sure what to do, so I just avoided doing anything.. I’m sorry, really, I care about you both, I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“I forgive you.”

“Me too.”

“Thank you.” I smiled weakly, but in my mind I was ecstatic, this went way better than it should have. “Can I ask something? How did it even come up? How did you guys find out about the other one?” They looked at each other with sort of an embedded expression.

“Well… I came into your room, to surprise you when you got home, and…” Shelby started, and looked at her mom, “.. And mom was laying in your bed naked.”

“It seems I had the same idea.” Lyla said, smirking a little.

“Oh… I’m really sorry about that.” I said.

“Who was better?” Lyla blurted out.

“What ?!” I was dumbfounded.

“You heard me.”

I just stared at her, looking for some sign that she was joking, there wasn’t any. I looked at Shelby, hoping she would say something, but she just looked back at me, awaiting my answer.

“You’re different, not better or worse.” Was all I could come up with quickly, but it was the truth. “If one of you was better, then I wouldn’t have kept sleeping with the other, right? You’re both very different types of women, the experience was unique each time, I never compared you to one another.” Once again they just looked at me, pondering my answer.

“OK.” Said Lyla, Shelby nodded in agreement. “I think Shelby and I need to go talk.” Shelby again nodded. And they both got up and walked out of the room. They turned and headed downstairs to Lyla’s room.

I just stood in my room for a moment then let out a big breath ‘whew’, I can’t believe I made it through that without getting slapped, or hit with something, or kicked out of the house. I finally realized I was still standing in a towel, and put on some boxers and got in bed. I laid there in the dark for several minutes, wondering what they were talking about. Maybe they were still deciding on if they SHOULD hit me or throw me out. Then my phone rang, it was Lyla. I answered “Hello?”

“Come down to my room, we still want to talk to you.”

“K.” I knew I had gotten off too easily! This conversation wasn’t over yet, dammit, and I was tired! I threw on a tee shirt, went down to Lyla’s room, and knocked on the door. ‘Come in’, I entered.

The room was dimly lit with the familiar glow of candles, which Lyla liked to use to set the mood. There, sitting on the bed were Lyla and Shelby, naked. I stood in the open doorway, unmoving. My penis quickly went from flaccid to fully erect, and pushed through the opening in the front of my boxers. I paid no attention to it. Why should I? Both of them have seen it before, plus I was more afraid to look away and risk this potential mother-daughter mirage disappearing. Both ladies laughed a little at my dumbstruck appearance.

“So we talked” Lyla started, “and we enjoyed having sex with you, and decided that your relationship with each of us never affected the other. So we are OK with you continuing to sleep with both of us. As long as the boys never find out” I shot a quick glance at Shelby, “and you continue to be respectful of the two of us and never give one more attention than the other, since somebody’s feelings would be hurt. Sound good?”

What was happening? Were they seriously saying that I could have a no strings attached – sexual relationship with both of them, a mother and her daughter, in the same house, with both of their blessings?! Was I dreaming? Had I gone to sleep after they left my room and was now imagining all of this?

“Well?” Lyla snapped at me. I suddenly realized that I was still standing in the door way with my dick out, staring blankly at them, while they waited for my response.

“Ya! That sounds great!” I finally answered. And grinned goofily. They smiled back at me. I had been taking in the image of the two of them naked, side by side, but had only finally realized what I was looking at. They had said I could sleep with each of them as long as it didn’t affect the other, but they were naked TOGETHER. “So what’s all this about then?” I motioned towards them.

“Well we were both horny, and expecting to get laid tonight, that’s why we both ended up in your room.” Shelby spoke this time. “And we’re both still horny, but there’s only one of you, so you’ll have to take care of both of us.”

“Seriously?! We’re going to have a threesome?!”

I’m not sure why I was so excited, I’d had threesomes before, hell I had just fucked a grandmother and her granddaughter in their asses only a couple hours ago. And the first time I had sex with Lyla my mother was involved. But with Mariola and Kelly, they didn’t really do anything with each other; and with Lyla and my mom, I couldn’t have sex with my mom. So neither one of those examples felt like a REAL threesome, but this wound be different!

“No, not really.” Said Lyla. Dammit!! I thought to myself. “You’re going to Fuck us both, but we aren’t doing anything to each other.”

“But you enjoy doing things with other women” I was thinking of her eating out my mom.

“You do!?” Shelby turned to her mother, looking very surprised.

“Yes, I do” Lyla looked at me, annoyed I’d said that, “but not with my daughter.”

“Wait , how did YOU know that she goes both ways?” Shelby now turned to me. Lyla looked at me with nervous eyes.

“When we first had sex, she taught me how to go down on women. She admitted to me that she’s done it before.” I quickly responded, Shelby looked satisfied with that answer.

“Well close the door and get undressed!” Lyla urged, changing the subject.