Date: Sat, 13 Feb 2021 19:12:49 +0000 From: Incarefree Subject: Melissa is growing up- Part 4 Melissa is growing up--Chapter 4 Jay Mugs Mel takes things to a new level with her mother...and some friends (Fbff masturbation, piss, incest) Thank you for reading this story. If you have any questions or comments or suggestions, mother and daughter can be reached at strangely.insatiable at protonmail.com. As always, if you do not approve of minors participating in sexual activities, go fly a kite! Thanks for supporting Nifty.org, without these fine folks, you wouldn't get the chance to read about these wonderful people... * * * It was a gloomy Saturday morning in February. The sun hadn't been out in a week and this day wasn't looking very promising. Melissa had been asked to go with a friend of hers to the mall and so she had disappeared with three twenties right after breakfast. Katya was left alone at home. The dishes were done, the laundry had all been folded and there just weren't any other Saturday chores to be done. She was at odds with herself. And that's how it was when the doorbell rang. She was sitting on the couch, watching nothing in particular. Suddenly, there was young Timmy at her door. She hadn't seen much of Timmy since the summer and their one special afternoon together. For various reasons, it just hadn't happened again. But here he was, standing at her door. "Well," she said, "good morning!" "Hi." Timmy said shyly, trying to look her in the face. "Come in, come in," Katya said, standing aside, "Mel isn't here, she's gone to the mall." "That's ok," the boy said. He was hesitating before coming in. "I came to see you." Katya's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Well, come on in," she said expansively, "you found me." She took Timmy's coat and asked if he wanted hot chocolate or any snacks. Once a mom, always a mom. He shook his head no at every question. "What can I do for you, Timmy?" Katya asked, motioning for him to join her on the couch. She turned the tv off. Timmy looked around the room. Katya imagined that he was reliving the scene of debauchery that happened there back in August; at least that's what she was doing right then. "I wanted to come see you," he said, "again." Katya suspected she knew exactly why the boy was there. But she wanted to hear him say it, make him tell her out loud. "Well, I'm glad you have," she said. And she waited. Timmy looked at her then he looked at his hands, folded on his lap. He looked back at her. She smiled sweetly, and he smiled in return. If he were hoping to win a staring contest, he was going to be sorely disappointed. Katya could wait out a statue. "Um," he stammered, "I was hoping..." "Yes?" Katya asked expectantly, her body leaning a little toward the boy and her eyebrows arching. "Um, I was hoping..." he tried again, "that we could, um, you know..." Katya did know. And she was not going to help. His stammering and his overall nervousness were speaking directly to her pussy. And her clit was already quite hard imaging what this boy had in mind. He looked at her, hoping for help. He got her sweet smile and arched eyebrows in return. "Um, I was hoping that we could..." he kept trying, "we could do it again." He said the last words as all the oxygen in his body left him. Katya wasn't done, though. She wanted more. "Do what, sweetie?" she said in a syrupy sweet voice. Her smile only barely hid a lascivious glint in her eyes. She was hungry now and this 10 year old boy was serving lunch. "You know," he tried again. "Have sex," he whispered. "Oh," she stretched out, "why didn't you say so?" He looked confused. "Of course we can Timmy." The boy looked relieved. "What would you like to do to start?" Katya asked. He shrugged his shoulders. "Do you want to see me naked?" she offered. "Yes," he said, nodding his head. She stood in front of him. "You tell me what to take off, okay?" he nodded. "Your shirt," he said, pointing at her chest. She peeled her shirt up over her head, slowly. It was a Saturday and she hadn't planned for company; so no bra. Her nipples hardened immediately from both the cold air in the room and the lust in the little boy's eyes. She involuntarily pinched each one, making them stand out even stiffer. Katya waited for instructions. Timmy's pants were showing signs of an erection, the front of his jeans were forming a nice tent from a cock that she remembered all too well. "Your pants," he said, now pointing to her waist. With a little flourish, she unbuttoned the clasp that held the waistband of her pants. It wasn't difficult to push them down and they pooled around her socked feet. Now she was just wearing a satiny pair of panties and white socks. Timmy swallowed hard as he looked at her, standing in front of him. Her chest, neck and cheeks were flushed. She was so embarrassed and so turned on at the same time. She knew what was coming, and that only served to make her more aroused, which embarrassed her even more. "Anything else?" she asked sweetly, holding her hands out in a way that presented her body to the boy. "Um," he was stammering now, "your underwear, too." She watched his face as she slowly, ever so slowly, began to push her panties down her thighs. She saw his eyes widen as her sex came into view. She knew that her lips would be red and swollen. Katya wanted him to know what that meant: that he could fuck her without any lubrication at all. She was wet and ready for his cock. His erection was all too apparent to her eyes. She licked her lips in anticipation of having it in her mouth, of sucking the life force out of it, of being on her knees in front of a little boy. All of it made her mouth water. She pulled her socks off, too, while Timmy sat watching her. Her body was on fire. Timmy leaned forward. Katya awaited her instructions... And just that moment the front door came open. Melissa walked in the living room, talking over her shoulder to her friend Paula. She was already four paces inside before she saw her mom. "...and then she said--" Mel's sentence stopped abruptly. Her hand was still raised in her conversation, but she was stopped in her tracks and staring at the sight of her naked mom standing in front of the couch with Timmy sitting there. Katya turned bright red. Timmy's mouth stood open. Paula froze like a statue. It was Melissa who first moved. It took a moment, but her mouth closed and she smiled that wicked smile. "Well," she said slowly, "seems like we've interrupted something good here." Katya couldn't find words, her eyes just felt to the floor, her face becoming even more flushed. She knew it was a wasted effort to try and cover up her nakedness now. "Look, Paula," turning her face to her friend, "and we were wondering what we'd do with the rest of our day." For her part, Paula seemed to recover quickly. Her smile matched her friend's. It seemed that maybe Mel had been telling her something about her mom's adventures. Timmy just looked confused on the couch. Melissa's brain was whirring, Katya could tell from the look on her face. She was working at maximum capacity to use this moment to her advantage. It only took a moment. She had clearly decided on something. Mom awaited her fate. "Keep going, Mom," Mel said with a smile, "don't let us interrupt. It looks like the show was just getting started." She paused for dramatic effect. "Maybe we can watch, too?" It sounded like a question, but Katya knew that it was a statement of what was about to happen. The 12 year old girls shed their coats and moved to the couch, one on either side of Timmy. "Please go on," Mel said with a flourish of her arm. Katya's eyes returned to Timmy, who looked very flustered. Mel recognized that somebody had to be in charge. She'd been reading some very naughty stories lately, just in case the chance to exercise some authority arose. This was going to be that moment. "Timmy," she said suddenly, "take off your clothes, too. As a matter of face, we'll all take off our clothes. Won't we, Paula?" She looked at her friend, who just nodded along with her. Timmy needed a little more encouragement, but seeing Mel begin to strip, he took the hint and stood up to disrobe. There were a lot of looks, but not much commentary. Katya was appreciating Mel for getting everyone in on the act, even if she wasn't sure what would happen next. But Melissa knew. "You guys don't know my mom like I do," she said to Paula and Timmy. She pulled her naked self off the couch. Taking her mom by the hand, Mel said, "I want to show you something special she likes." Katya hoped that she was being led to her bedroom, or maybe Melissa's, but that wasn't what her daughter had in mind. Her heartbeat jumped tenfold when Mel turned into the bathroom. Katya knew what she was thinking. Mel didn't have to say a word, Katya climbed into the tub on her own. She got on her knees in a submissive position and looked up at her daughter, waiting. Timmy and Paula looked confused. Mel said, "Timmy, please stand up here on the edge of the tub." The boy stepped up to the rim and stood above Katya's face. Paula and Timmy were both looking at Mel. Katya was focused solely on the head of Timmy's dick. "Now pee, Timmy," Mel directed. "What??" both Timmy and Paula said at the same moment. Melissa just nodded her head. "Pee on her," she said, pointing to her mom's upturned face. "I can't," Timmy said. "Yes, you can," demanded Mel, tapping her bare foot. "Okay," said Timmy, turning his attention back to Katya. His face scrunched in concentration. He held his dick, now hard and about three inches long. Nothing was coming out of it. After two quiet minutes ticked by, Mel was beginning to wonder if he really couldn't do it. Suddenly a little spurt of yellow pee came out of the head. Katya missed the first drops, but moved her face to be in position for whatever else he might send. Her mouth came open involuntarily at the sight of the boy peeing. "Good, that's good," whispered Melissa, trying to encourage him. Paula's face was on the other side of Timmy's legs, watching Katya carefully. Then a small dribble started. Katya caught it with her mouth. Then a strong stream emerged and surprised Katya. It washed over her face and head. Mel giggled and Timmy apologized. "Sorry," he said. Katya just smiled at him. She loved the feeling of his hot piss on her face and in her mouth. She loved being watched as she did something so naughty. She really loved her daughter for knowing how to treat her. Even as Timmy was still letting lose with little bits of pee, Katya began to finger herself. She was now opening masturbating in front of the kids, with piss on her face. "Paula," Mel looked at her friend, "got anything for my mom?" Timmy had done his part and stepped down from the tub's rim. Paula shrugged her shoulders and took his place. With one hand, she held onto Mel's shoulder and spread her little labia lips with the other. Somewhere deep in her she found the right muscle and suddenly jetted a stream of piss right onto Katya's face. Katya opened her mouth to swallow as much of the girl's pee as she could. Paula's face changed as she looked down at her friend's mom. She was flushed and aroused. Paula had known Katya for years, being friends with Melissa. But seeing her submissive like this, naked and a piss slut, was doing something in the sixth-grader's mind. She had a look in her eye that Katya knew all too well from many similar encounters in the past. This little girl wanted to dominate her. Katya loved it. She loved it even as she burned in shame for what these kids were doing to her. Her nipples were incredibly hard as the pee that missed her mouth ran off her tits. And Paula pussy looked good from her angle. She found herself hoping that Melissa had her licking that pussy before the afternoon was over. Paula's stream died down. She looked satisfied with herself, but her body was still flushed. She was probably now more aroused than ever. Melissa took her turn on the rim. But instead of facing her mom, she faced Paula and Timmy. "Clean me," she said over her shoulder. The kids watched in amazement as Mel squatted herself a bit and Katya raised up to find her daughter's little ass. Because Melissa was standing on the edge of the tub, Paula and Timmy were at the right level to watch Katya's tongue come out and find Mel's rosebud. She then thoroughly cleaned her ass crack. Mel's eyes closed with the sensation as she had to reach out to Paula more than once to keep steady. When she was properly licked, Melissa turned around and let loose a stream of pee that went right in her mom's mouth. Katya's tongue was coming out looking for more as the last dropped dribbled onto her face. "Clean me," said Mel again. This time, Katya suckled her daughter's pussy. The others could see from her cheeks that her tongue was working hard to reach all parts of her little girl's anatomy. Finally, after all of that pee, Melissa gave her mother a few minutes to shower off. "We'll just move to your bedroom," she said over her shoulder as the three left Katya alone. In the hot shower, Katya felt her body, swollen with desire. She had been aroused many times in her life and enjoyed many degradations, but she thought that this afternoon might win first prize. And it wasn't over yet. She quickly dried herself off and went out to see what Melissa had in mind next...