Date: Fri, 12 Nov 1999 04:21:24 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: margaret-7 TUESDAY On Tuesday morning I stretched and rolled over, and fell out of bed! I realized that I hadn't been in my own king-size bed, but on Liz's little twin-size. I looked on the bed where Liz lay sprawled still asleep. Her widely parted thighs exposed slightly parted pussy lips, and the enticing pink bud of her clit. It all looked too inviting to resist. Still wearing only last night's garter belt and stockings, I positioned myself between Elizabeth's thighs, being careful not to touch her. Then I bent over and softly slipped my tongue between her labia. Ever so slowly my tongue parted those pink lips, and licked up and down, being careful not to wake her by licking her clitoris. She uttered tiny whimper, and her vagina began to ooze love cream. I lapped up only what came out of her love tunnel, being fairly sure that if I were to thrust my tongue into her vagina, she would wake up. The only part of me that touched her was my tongue, as her juices flowed more and more freely. Her hips began to writhe in a slow sensuous motion, and my tongue had to follow that movement. I missed some of her juices, and a wet spot began to grow on the sheet between her legs. She started to moan louder and louder until I was sure she could no longer possibly be asleep, and I looked up past the lovely pink nipples which stood erect on her small breasts, to meet her wide open eyes which stared back at me with passionate delight. Seeing that Elizabeth was awake, I at last flicked my tongue across her clitoris. "Ohhh!" she shrieked. She was so ready that she climaxed instantly as my tongue brushed her clit. Her hips bucked wildly and I had to be quick to avoid having her pelvis cut my lips against my teeth. So I clutched her hips and vigorously sucked my daughter's clitoris in between my teeth. She wiggled and squirmed and bucked. She came and came and came. When I had pleasured her enough, I gently released her to allow her to sink back luxuriantly on the bed. Suddenly I heard a clapping sound. I looked around, and there were Jessie and Rachel happily applauding my efforts at pleasing their sister. I sent the twins off to school with a severely worded letter demanding a meeting with the vice-principal. Rachel had no classes for the first part of the day, so she went up to her room to study. I put on a beige barely-there bikini and went out to the back yard with a book to relax. I noticed that the grass was starting to look a bit shabby, but didn't feel energetic enough to do anything about it. The book was fascinating. It was called 'Justine', by the Marquis de Sade. I completely lost track of time until my concentration was broken by the noise of a nearby lawn mower. Annoyed at the interruption, I got up and went into the house to grab a small wrap. Looking out the window I saw the source of the noise, a teen-aged boy was mowing the neighbor's front lawn. Deciding to make the best of the situation, I went out the front door. As I approached, I realized that the lawnmower pilot was actually a young girl, wearing a baggy shirt and tight jeans. She shut the mower off as I got near, and regarded me expectantly. I was acutely aware that her eyes focussed on the plunging neckline between the two sides of my short wrap. As far as she could see, I could be naked underneath it. "Hi," I greeted her, "If I paid you, could you mow my back lawn too?" She seemed to hesitate, so I added, "If you like you could have a swim in my pool afterward. We wouldn't want you to get overheated, would we? By the way, my name is Margaret." That seemed to do the trick. "Sure, just let me finish up here, and I'll be right over. And my name is Jenny." I could feel her eyes on me as walked away. My wrap barely covered my ass, and I could imagine her wondering what, if anything, was under it. I decided it would be a good idea to prepare a jug of lemonade, and took it and a couple of glasses out to the pool-side table. I found some extra towels and took them out to the pool area, then got back to my deck chair, and picked up my book, but in my excitement over the idea of seducing this young girl, I couldn't concentrate on my reading. Soon, the sound of the lawnmower motor got a lot louder. It drowned out the sound of the garden gate opening, as Jenny entered and went right to work on the grass. For a while I surreptitiously watched this pretty young thing over the top of the book I pretended to read. I could tell that she too, was glancing occasionally my way to try to determine whether I was nude under my little cover-up. Eventually I could stand it no more, so I waited until Jenny was turning the mower to come toward me, then I stood up and dropped my wrap, revealing my tiny bikini. I strolled over to the end of the pool, and launched myself into a flat racing dive with enough speed that it carried me to the far end and my momentum allowed me to climb out in one smooth motion. Something felt slightly wrong, and I looked down to see that the force of the dive had knocked the tiny triangle of fabric off of my nipple, which rose proud and erect and free. I glanced over at Jenny, who was frankly staring, and hastily adjusted the bikini bra to cover what it was supposed to. Twenty minutes later the mower noise ceased, and Jenny strolled over to where I was relaxing on a deck chair. "Have some lemonade, or feel free to go for a dip." I invited. "How much do I owe you?" Jenny shrugged, as she gulped down a glass of lemonade almost at once, then reached for the jug for a refill. "I don't know. We'll see after my swim. Only trouble is, I don't have a swimsuit here." The moment of truth had arrived. Sounding as casual as I could, I suggested "Why don't you just skinny dip? We're private enough here. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Sounds OK to me." With that she kicked off her grubby runners, then lifted that baggy shirt over her head. Her breasts were bigger than I had guessed, and held by a lovely shiny green satin brassiere. They didn't sag at all as she undid the front clasp, and the bra dropped to the pavement. Facing me, she undid the top button of her jeans, and slowly lowered the zipper. They were tight enough that she had to wiggle a bit as she pushed them down off her boyishly slim hips. Jenny stood for a minute clad only in pretty green satin panties that matched her bra, as if she was considering whether she ought to keep her symbolic fig leaf. Then she suddenly pushed them down to the ground, and stepped toward the pool completely nude. Jenny ran toward the deep end, and holding her nose like a ten-year-old, jumped in feet first with a great splash. She seemed to enjoy herself, diving to the bottom for a bit, them pushing off to come bursting to the surface. After a few minutes of watching her it was clear she was having entirely too much fun, so I decided to join her. I stood at the edge of the pool until she came porpoising up again, and seeing me, she stopped and looked quizzically at me. Having her attention, I quickly peeled off my tiny wet bikini, posed naked for her for only about half a second, then dove in. I surfaced right next to her, and brushed my hair away from my face. Jenny looked at me a bit nervously, so I demanded, "What's the matter, you never saw a naked woman before?" When she slowly shook her head, I told her, "Well it didn't seem fair, you being naked and me not, so now we're even. Never mind, just have fun." I backstroked away from her to the side of the pool where I rested with my back to the pool wall and my elbows on the deck. Jenny dove again, and I could see her at the bottom of the pool, looking up at me. So I casually let my legs drift apart in the current, so she could have a good view. Jenny shot up from the bottom and erupted to the surface, giving me a good splash. "Hey!" I told her, "I think maybe I ought to get out now!" I moved toward the ladder. "No, Please!" Jenny grabbed my arm. "Its so much more fun with you in the pool. I promise not to splash you again." "OK, just a little while longer." I started swimming slow laps up and down the pool, while Jenny continued to swim underwater, looking up at me from all directions. I looked back at her, appreciating her trim athletic body, and intrigued at the way her light brown hair floated out in sensuous wavy patterns around her head. Finally I started to get a bit tired, and swam over to the steps at the shallow end, climbed out, and lay down on the warm cement of the pool deck. Soon Jenny climbed out too, and sat down near my shoulder, staring at me. "What are you looking at?" I asked. "You looked so relaxed, just lying there, that I wanted to..." she stopped, and looked away across the yard. Jenny started to get up, but I grabbed her wrist. "You wanted to do what?" "Promise you won't get mad?" I just looked at her until she sighed, and then she bent over to kiss me quickly on the lips. I didn't release her wrist, as I told her "I'm not mad, but I'm sure you can do a lot better than that." It took a moment for that to sink in, then Jenny bent over again for another kiss. Our mouths melted together softly, as I parted her lips with my tongue. Slowly, her teeth parted and my tongue probed deeper, exploring the inside of her mouth. Jenny began to tremble, almost falling over in her excitement. Our kiss continued, and Jenny became bolder. She thrust her tongue clumsily but enthusiastically into my mouth, using it as a battering ram to forcefully announce her passion. That was forgivable. She would learn quickly enough. I ran a hand lightly down Jenny's neck, chest, and my fingers brushed against a nipple. She shivered in delight, and renewed her oral attack on my mouth. When I gently pinched her other nipple, she broke off our kiss to tell me, "Ooh, that feels good. Do you mind if I touch you too?" I had to laugh, "That's what I had in mind. I wouldn't leave you out of the fun." Jenny's lips moved down to my breasts, and latched on to the closest one, sucking my erect nipple gently in between her teeth and rolling her tongue around it. It felt delicious, but eventually my other nipple began to feel left out, so I gently took her head and shifted it to my other breast. Jenny caught on to the idea of balance instantly. She took each of my tits firmly in one hand, pinching my nipples between thumb and forefinger almost hard enough to hurt. Then she rapidly moved her sucking lips back and forth between them. I felt myself growing warm and wet between my thighs, as my pelvis started to move almost of its own volition. My thighs parted, and my hips rose in hope that a hand or tongue would reach out to satisfy their craving. Jenny lay on her right side, facing me with her lips within easy reach of mine, playing with my nipples as she watched the look of enjoyment on my face. I took firm hold of her wrist and guided it down to touch my wetness. Her hand cupped my mound, and her slender fingers immediately began to tease my pussy lips apart. I sighed in pleasure as her fingers dipped briefly into my vagina, becoming wet and slick. Then she began to explore the valley between my pussy lips. I rolled over onto my left side, being careful to prop my right foot behind my left knee to be sure my thighs stayed wide apart. She immediately imitated me, giving me equal access to her young pussy. "A little higher" I suggested, and her middle finger drifted up to lightly massage my clit. It was heavenly, so I told her "Yes, just like that, nice and slow..." The pleasure took my words away. I reached out to return the favor, and Jenny gasped as I ran my hand over the soft blonde down that did nothing to hide the slightly parted pink lips of her little girl snatch. I gently parted those lips, and found that she was already drooling cunt cream, so I got my fingers liberally coated with her wetness, then brought them to my mouth for a taste. Then I shared my treat with Jenny, and she avidly sucked her own juices from my fingers. Returning my hand to her pretty little cunt, I began to slowly massage her clit, just as she was doing to mine. She moaned and began to tremble, and as she began to lose control she started to rub me harder. Electric shock waves jolted through my body, taking me shuddering into orgasm. It was a struggle to keep concentrating on pleasing my little friend in the midst of my own climax, but I did my best. I felt her young clitoris begin to swell, so I began to roll it lightly back and forth between my thumb and forefinger. I watched as Jenny's orgasm hit her. Her eyes closed in a grimace of ecstasy, as she gasped, "Yes! Yes! So Good! Oh!" I was delighted that even then she did not abandon my pleasure, and we kept massaging and diddling each other's clits as wave after wave of orgasmic delight washed over us. When we were finally too tired to continue, we fell into a passionate hug, kissing each other deeply as she rolled onto her back with me on top of her. Too soon, Jenny said she really should be going. I watched with pleasure as she wiggled into those too-tight jeans, then sighed with regret as she pulled that baggy sweat-shirt over her cute little titties. Then she put on her running shoes, grabbed her bra and her lawn mower, and was off. As the gate closed behind her, I noticed that she had neglected to taker her panties with her. I picked them up, held them to my nose, and inhaled deeply the smell of her sweet little pussy. "Hey Mom, was that as much fun as it looked like?" I was startled, and almost dropped those panties. Rachel is entirely too good at coming up to me silently, and suddenly making her presence known. "Here, sniff for yourself!" I told her with a grin. Rachel did, and smiled back. I agreed to take her with me to the EROS plant, as I wanted to get my kit together for the bridal shower. At EROS, Cindy the receptionist was attired as always in a provocative outfit right out of the showroom. This time it was a long pink lace wrap-around over a deep purple lace bra and panty set. The contrasting layers of thin lace just barely managed to cover her essentials. Cindy greeted me with a warm, familiar kiss, and introduced herself to Rachel with an even longer one. We headed for the swimwear showroom that was Rhonda's domain, and found her deep in conference with Harriet the sewing-wiz. Valena had designed a swimsuit with so many cut-aways that there was almost nothing left to hold it on to a wearer's body. The design sketches showed dramatic diagonal lines swirling around the body like the stripes of a candy cane, before diving into the crotch. I didn't think swimwear was what I would need for the upcoming bridal shower, so I left Rachel with the two older women and headed for the lingerie showroom. Later, Rachel told me what happened. Rachel stood looking at the sketches as Rhonda and Harriet discussed the problem. After a few minutes she interrupted, "Excuse me, but it looks to me like this suit would work better if the swirls came up to the right shoulder, instead of the neck, like this." She pointed out where the lines could be re-directed. Harriet and Rhonda looked at each other, then Harriet responded, "You would have to show Valena a change that big." Hesitantly, Rachel asked, "Could I?" So Rhonda showed Rachel down the hall to the design room. There, she found Valena and a tall slim muscular woman, looking at a selection of sex toys spread out across one of the big design tables. Rhonda quickly did the introductions. "Hi Valena. This is Margaret's daughter Rachel. She has a suggestion about how to make style 431 work, and it looks pretty good to me. Maybe you could take a look at it. Rachel, this is our chief designer and big boss, Valena; and Barb, our shipper and stock control person." Valena welcomed Rachel with the slow warm kiss that is customary at EROS, then Barb did the same. Rachel had to stand on tip-toe to reach Barb, who was over six feet tall; while Barb had to bend over far enough that her great mass of dark auburn hair spilled onto Rachel's face and shoulders. Valena picked up on the conversation she had been having with Barb before Rachel arrived. "All these toys seem to be pretty similar to each other, except for size and the fact that some of them vibrate. But we can't distribute them all. Which ones look best to you, Barb? How about you, Rachel?" Barb looked thoughtful, but Rachel said, "I don't think what they look like is the important thing. We should be asking what they FEEL like, you know, when someone uses them." "Excellent idea!" Valena cried. "We have to do a blind pleasure test! Rhonda, you get a couple of strips of fabric from the scrap bin for blindfolds. Barb and I will sit up on the table blindfolded, while Rhonda and Rachel try to stimulate each of us with the different vibrators and dildoes. You'll have to make notes. Rachel, there's a pad of paper over on that desk. Barb, you can keep your top, but take off your shorts and panties. Everyone got busy following Valena's instructions. It was agreed that Rhonda would start with the vibrators, with Valena as her test subject. Meanwhile, Rachel would test the plain dildoes on Barb. Barb objected that the test wasn't fair to the first toys tested, since she and her boss would not be properly lubricated to begin with. Valena just said, "No problem. These two will just have to lick our pussies until they are ready!" This seemed like a wonderful idea, as tall auburn Barb lay blindfolded on the table with her thighs spread wide. Rachel dove in and slurped eagerly at the lips below Barb's neatly trimmed bush. It wasn't long before Barb was moaning in passion, and her snatch was drooling love juice. Rachel had five different dildoes, and to start with she picked a realistic looking beige tool and slipped it into the eagerly waiting love tunnel before her. "Ooohh! Yes!" Barb cried, but Rachel reminded her to concentrate. Rachel began vigorously pumping that dildo in and out of Barb's hot pussy. "Notice exactly how good this feels, because in just a moment I'm going to pull it out and put another one in!" Rachel was having fun as Barb begged her not to change dildoes until she had cum. But suddenly Rachel snatched that dildo out, leaving Barb begging for more. "OK, here comes the next one!" Rachel teased, while waiting a few more seconds to let Barb's frustration build. She selected a slightly narrower tool, white with a series of large knobs down its length, and slowly slid it into Barb's yearning cunt. "That one's not so good. It's kind of small." Barb said, but Rachel told her that two seconds wasn't a fair test, and jammed the dildo hard up into Barb's vagina, then started to fuck her with it as fast as she could. After ten seconds of this furious fucking, Barb started to pant, "Yes! Yes! Make me cum!" But Rachel was sure that having Barb reach orgasm would spoil the test, so she quickly withdrew the second dildo and reached for a third. While she waited for Barb to anticipate the next penetration, she glanced aside to where Rhonda was simply holding her hand to Valena's pussy mound. Attached to the back of Rhonda's hand was a big vibrator motor, so that the pulsations were transmitted through her fingers to Valena's slightly parted pussy lips. Valena was writhing in pleasure, and Rachel knew she would have to try that one out. Getting back to business, the third dildo was the smallest one of the lot, with a marked curve near the end. Embossed in the hard rubber were the words 'G-spot spotter'. Rachel easily slipped it into Barb's sopping cunt. Again, Barb complained that it was too small, but Rachel skillfully moved it so that the bent part could press against the most sensitive part of her cunt wall. The effect was immediate and spectacular. Barb came with a great spasm, and her thighs didn't know whether to clamp closed to stop the overwhelming sensation, or to open wide for more. Momentarily paralyzed, she just lay there and shook, as the sex juices flowed forth over Rachel's hand. "Wow! I want to try that one!" Rhonda observed as she withdrew her on-hand vibrator from Valena's twat. Valena and Barb had cum at the same time, although Valena's orgasm was less powerful. Valena pulled her blindfold off, and declared that this experiment would have to continue at another time, when the subjects were not so spent. Barb agreed, and added, "Hooray for Rachel, Ace Sex-toy pilot!" Everyone had a good laugh and went back to discussing the details of swimsuit 431. When Rachel and I got back together she was excited and happy, and I could tell she was turned on, but it was time to go and get ready for the evening's bridal shower. ====== Dear Readers, A few of you have suggested to me that things might be sexier if Margaret and the girls got their pussies shaved. If enough of you agree, they just might do that. Send your vote to Selena33_ca@yahoo.com