Date: Sun, 13 Jul 2003 02:24:40 -0400 From: Shannon Lea Subject: A little late 3 (GG MGG bi inc voy) Hope everyone has been enjoying the story so far. I appreciate the feedback. Please send comment (good and bad) to lusid1@hotmail.com and include 'nifty' in the subject line so I can distinguish it from the tons of spam. The usual disclaimers apply. [P.S. this one's for the ladies] A little late 3 After retreiving as much of Mr. Hughes' cum from her lovers' pussy, Jen nuzzled up to julie's ear and murmured,"So how did you like having your father's cock buried in your tight pussy?" "It was incredible." Julie responded as her fingers lightly circled the aereola of jen's 28B breast. "But it wasn't as incredible as you" Then, as she lovingly kissed her friend/lover, she sensed that there was something on her friends mind and pulled back and asked her what she was thinking about. "Oh, I was just thinking that your mother looks pretty hot." Jen replied as a dreamy smile played across her face. Feeling somewhat jealous, julie defensively asked,"Why do you say that?" As her grin increased in size, jen teasingly ran a finger down julies side, delicately tracing the sensuous curves of breast and hip which never failed to arouse julie as she devilishly replied,"Let's just say that your father wasn't the only one in the audience." Startled, julie breathlessly asked,"Mom saw us too?!" as her fingers stopped thier lazy circling. "Quite a bit."jen confirmed as her tongue flicked at julie's pebbly nipple,"And from the way she was furiously rubbing her clit, I would say that she rather enjoyed the show." Then she slowly fingered julie to another argasm as she described for her friend the highly erotic show that julie and her father had put on for her mother's and jen's enjoyment. Sated, the two then lovingly caressed as they drifted from a blissful afterglow into an equally contented sleep. The next morning jen and julie were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast as Mrs. Hughes came downstairs and sleepily fixed her a cup of coffee. And, as she sat down and glanced at them, they both could not help but notice the brief blush and spark of lust in her eyes before she mumbled something about a good morning and locked her gaze onto the steaming coffe in front of her. Mrs. Hughes could not hide, however, the continuing evidence that the memory of last night had done to her stiffened nipples and the way she suddenly squeezed her thighs together to try and quench the sudden desire she felt for the two beauties seated before her. Of course, if angela had been able to look at either of the girls without remembering the hot scene she had witnessed the night before, she would have seen that both of the girls were equally excited and were, if anything even more tormented as the echoes of sensations that the memory of last night provoked combined with the thought of angela masterbating herself to orgasm after furious orgasm while watching them set up an erotic cycle that continued to increase until the two youths were practically squirming with so much pent up tension and excitement until each knew they would explode into multiple orgasms at the slightest touch. Suddenly, unable to take the building tension any longer, julie jumped up and, after palcing her bowl in the sink, informed her mother,"Me and jen are going to go down to the mall today if you don't mind." Startled out of her reverie, angela looked at her daughter for a moment in confusion before julie's words fully registered and she quickly voiced her consent as she regained her composure only to come close to losing it again as her daughter gave her a hug that, surely accidentally, brushed julie's nipples against her own through the rough fabric of her nightgown sending an intense shock straight to her moist pussy, sending her dangerously close to a spontaneous orgasm. Then, as she almost had her composure back, she automatically opened her arms to jen's seemingly spontaneous hug that, certainly it must be her imagination, again caused her now oversensitive nipples to send another jolt of stimulation to her pussy as she felt jen's nipples brush her own causing an involuntary moan to escape her lips. And, had she been able to penetrate the overload of sensations as her body trembled so close to orgasm that a stray breeze would have set her off, she would have heard the stiffled giggles of the devilish teens as they rushed back upstairs to dress. Just as angela was finally able to bring her body back away from the brink and under control, the girls came back into the kitchen in outfits that even a whore would be shocked over as each outfit had been carefully chosen to accentuate the contours and assets of each of the girls to the point where anyone looking at them would have to admit that they were, as angela had heard her husband say, 'hot to trot'. As she gazed in barely restrainded lust at each of the girls' outfits she opened her mouth to dutifully protest. Any words she had intended to say, however, died on her lips as jen suddenly bent over to tie her shoe, and as jen's miniskirt rode ever higher up her thighs, angela's eyes and attention was captured by the sight of jen's naked pussy. And, as she stared, she tried to convince herself that the glistening sheen that she was seeing was from sweat and not from obvious arousal. Then, somehow, angela found enough of her voice to inform jen,"Dear, you can't go out like that." Feigning confusion, jen innocently asked,"why not Mrs. Hughes?" and was secretly delighted to watch angela squirm with renewed arousal as she tried to frame a reply. "But you have on no panties!" Angela finally exclaimed. Seemingly shocked at her forgetfullness, jen lifted her skirt up and, after checking for herself -and making sure angela got an eyefull of her swollen lips- jen gasped,"Why, Mrs. Hughes, I am sorry I must have forgotten to put them on while talking to julie. I'll run upstairs and put some on real quick." Trying to sound like the adult she was supposed to be, angela confirmed,"Yes, dear, you should. You don't want everyone ogling you all day do you?" "No ma'am." Jen said as she went back upstairs. Which was halfway true being as angela was the only person that that particular show had been intended for. Then, feeling somewhat on firmer ground, angela turned to her daughter and said,"And you, darling-" But before she could say anything her daughter interupted with,"Oh, darn. My jeans have come unsnapped again." Which was true being as julie, anticipating her mother's words, deliberately caused the low cut jeans to unsnap. "Could you help me snap them back mom? I can't seem to get them to stay snapped?"julie pleaded as she moved directly in front of her mother. Automatically, angela had reached for the sides of the jeans and was busy trying to get the tight jeans to snap before she realized that not only was her daughter also not wearing any underwear, but that with the jeans being so low cut her fingers were inadvertently brushing against her daughter's pussy each time she tried to pull the two peices of the snap together. And, as her eyes were inescapably drawn to her daughter's pussy, amgela's nostrils were suddenly filled with the smell of her daughter's arousal as her fumbling fingers spread her daughters juices every time she attempted to snap the rebelious jeans. As she watched her mother's attention focus on her sopping wet pussy, julie lightly nudged her mother's head forward until she was sure that her mother could see and smell her arousal, which was confirmed by the sudden flare of her mother's nostrils and her low, unconcious moan. Then, after she confirmed that her mother was almost hypnotically transfixed by lightly stroking her mother's painfully erect nipples, she murmured,"Maybe if I lie down on my bed it will make it easier." As her mind filled with the memory of her daughter lying naked while jen lovingly administered to her, angela was powerless to protest as she watched her daughter back towards the stairs and as the swaying of her hips caused the unsnapped jeans to ride ever lower revealing just a hint of the top of her daughter's pussy. Drawn to the site, she numbly followed her daughter to her room, where she continued her fumbling attempts to help her daughter. After allowing her mother to fumble with the snap while becoming ever more aroused by the constant rubbing of her mother's fingers across her pussy, julie finally told her mother,"It looks like these pant are never gonna snap so I guess I'll have to put another pair on." Then, as her mother was starting to register her words and to break the trance she had sunk into, julie sweetly asked as she slowly pulled the keans down to expose the top half of her pussy,"Can you help me get these off mom?" Mesmerized by the sight of her daughter's aroused pussy merely inches from her, angela mechanically muttered,"yes dear" as she numbly pulled the jeans down to reveal ever more of her lovely daughter's pussy.