Apologize for not letting her know you'd be getting home late

“Hi, Mom, sorry I lost track of time,” you say as you answer the phone.

“Where are you Dave,” she asks. “It’s not like you to just disappear without a word.”

“I’m at Tracey’s. I got to talking with her and her mom,” you tell her. Tracey is still slowly and lasciviously tonguing her mother’s asshole. You didn’t tell them to stop, just to be quiet. Ellie curls her fingers and toes. You can see she’s taking slow deep breaths in an attempt to control herself from making noise.

“So, they’ve worked things out?” your mother asks, sounding a little skeptical.

“Yeah, it was all a misunderstanding. They get along great,” you say as you watch the show Tracey is putting on for you, enthusiastically eating her mother’s ass. “In fact, Ms. Erikson asked me to have dinner here. Is that ok with you? Maybe Tracey can eat over at our place soon, so you can get to meet her.”

Your mother sighs, “All right. But next time, at least call or text that you won’t be home for dinner. I know it’s exciting to have your first girlfriend, but that doesn’t mean you should forget that you’ve got family waiting for you.”

“I will, Mom. Promise,” you say. “I won’t be too late. Bye,” you rush to end the call. Tracey points her tongue, and the tip penetrates her mother’s anus.

“You have school tomorrow, so don’t be. I’ll see you soon,” your mom says. You hang up and breathe out a long breath.

“OK, I’m done with my call. Where were we?” you say with a grin. You move towards your slaves.

“You were about to fuck my ass, Sir,” Ellie groans. “I’ve been waiting since you said something about it.”

You kneel behind her. Tracey takes your shaft in her hand and guides the tip to Ellie’s tight pucker. You grab the shaft for support and lean forward over her, pressing in. Bit by bit, your head stretches her tight sphincter open. She lets out a high keening sound and her hands ball into tight fists, but she presses back onto your cock. Finally, the head forces past her tight ring and is lodged in her ass.

You hold still for a moment, to let Ellie get used to the feeling, and to enjoy the sensation of her hot tight backdoor around the head of your cock. Then you press in a bit more. Sinking more of your hard shaft into her. She pants heavily. There’s more heat from the friction since you are only lubricated by Tracey’s spit.

Ellie surprises you by starting to rock back onto your cock. Slowly, back and forth, pushing onto your shaft then pulling back. She makes a low grunting noise as she humps back, over and over.

Tracey grins at you, then says sweetly. “Mom, you’re being such a good ass-slut for our Master!”

You put an arm around Tracey and pull her naked body against your side as you start to stroke in counterpoint to Ellie’s driving back onto your stiff rod. Your other hand grabs Ellie’s hip to steady yourself and guide her tempo. “Good girl, Maid,” you praise Ellie.

You keep a slow, easy pace, taking your time. “I think you’re both going to have to meet my mom, so she feels more comfortable about all the time I’m going to be spending here. It’s going be an everyday thing.”

“You, ngh, you could just move in here,” Ellie grunts. She gyrates her hips to grind on your cock.

“Oh! That would be perfect, Master,” Tracey coos, rubbing up and down against you and stroking her hand over your chest.

“Too soon now. We just started going out.” You shake your head. “Fuuuck, that feels good,” you moan. Your fingers clench on Ellie’s ass cheek. “Over the summer,” you pant.

Tracey pouts. “That seems so far away.”

Ellie’s backward humping onto your cock grows more intense.

“Can you cum from just my cock in your ass?” you ask her as you feel yourself getting close to the edge.

Ellie nods and drives back harder, pumping her body, impaling her ass on your shaft again and again and again.

You slap her ass and bark out a command, “Cum!”

Her ass clenches down on your cock. Her body trembles. She yowls. “Yeeeessss… Sirrrrr…”

That sets off your orgasm, and your cock jets your load deep into Ellie’s rectum. After your spurts slow and stop, you hold there for a few moments, catching your breath. Then you pull out. You smack Ellie’s ass playfully and she jumps.

You get back to the couch, pulling Tracey to sit next to you. “Lick me clean before you make dinner,” you order Ellie, leaning back and spreading your legs.

Ellie nods. “Yes, Sir.” She crawls around to bring her face to your crotch. She obediently laps and sucks your slick, softening cock, while you fondle and grope Tracey’s tits.

“Enough. Time to make dinner, Maid,” you tell Ellie. She gets unsteadily to her feet and heads to the kitchen.

You sit for a while playing with Tracey’s tits, pinching and tugging her nipples while you think. “It’s going to be hard to explain to my mom that I’m moving in with you so fast,” you say, talking to yourself as much as to her. “And it’s going to look kind of odd, you, your mom, and me all living together for the rest of our lives. Isn’t it?”

Tracey moans and arches her back, pressing her breasts out to you. She shakes her head, “I don’t care what anyone thinks. As long as you’re with me and happy, that’s all that matters.” She lets out a sharp squeal at a hard tug, then continues. “You shouldn’t either. You can do magic. What regular people think isn’t important.”

“I still care what my mom and sister think,” you tell her.

“Wellll… you seem to be turned on by ****,” she smiles wickedly. “If you enchant them, we could all live together, kinkily ever after.”