Date: Sat, 5 Jan 2008 19:03:30 -0500 From: J W Subject: Melanie's Obsession 5 FORWARD: I have had more feed back on this series than any of the others I've written so for all the people who asked me to continue it here's the latest. If you'd like to read more about Annie check out her series `School Nurse's Delight'. You'll find Melanie's encounter with the school nurse there too. Comments invited. Sheila didn't bother putting on her underwear. Once she had her skirt on and her blouse sort of buttoned she balled up the bra, panties and panty hose and made her way out Darlene Ward's front door. Melanie's mother felt some remorse at leaving her neighbor lying naked on the floor but the shock of what she had seen, or thought she saw, had her mind in complete turmoil. Part of her believed it was a hallucination. `If I imagined that, what does that say about my feelings for Melanie?' The vision of her daughter's head buried between their neighbor's thighs and Darlene Ward, likewise, tonguing Melanie's pussy could not be real. `You can't make stuff like this up' the tortured mother suspected as she bounded up the stairs of her own house and into her bedroom. Her clothes went in the general direction of the hamper. In her shower Sheila let the warm water wash over her trying to keep the picture of Melanie and Darlene together out of her mind. It wasn't working. The image was too strong and too vivid `I couldn't have imagined it' she concluded. When her brain finally accepted that her daughter and her next door neighbor had been munching each other's pussy Sheila felt like the water temperature had suddenly risen several degrees. The warm sensation that enveloped her seemed to gather itself in her crotch. Leaning on the wall of the shower stall for support the young mother felt the pressure between her legs building. The urge to finger her yearning pussy was becoming over powering. She forced that idea aside; quickly soaped herself and got out of the shower. Melanie was lying on her bed naked when she heard the water splashing in the shower. With her hands behind her head her pert tits pointed directly at the ceiling, their plump pink caps in their natural relaxed puffiness. The teenager was feeling rather smug. Now that missus Ward had sampled the delectable treasure that was between her legs the youngster knew she had the poor woman right where she wanted her. `She'll do anything I ask now' the girl celebrated. A new thought had occurred to her; `maybe I can use sexual favors as a lever on mom too.' The devious temptress reviewed her recent parental manipulation successes and failures. `Yup, there's definitely room for improvement' she decided. `The kids stuff is worn out; time for some new tactics'. Her latest misadventure was in trying to get permission to go to the concert in Savannah at the end of the month. Annie had already told her that she was going but Melanie's mother was adamant; `No honey I'm sorry fifteen is too young to be in that crowd' her mother had said, `there'll be drugs and liquor all over the place, and who knows what other kind of debauchery.' When her pleading and even tears, which were normally sure fire, hadn't worked she'd had to relinquish hope. Now she resurrected the idea and felt a surge between her legs. `This might be a lot of fun even if I don't get to go'. Pulling one of her long T shirts from her drawer she dropped the thin cotton cover over her nakedness and went to the kitchen. "Anything I can do" the barely covered girl asked as she watched her mother cutting up vegetables. "Ready for bed?" her mother queried seeing her daughter's state of dress. "Yeah I decided to get comfy" "There's really not much to do. The casserole is already in the oven and the salad is almost done. I guess you could get a couple of rolls out if you want." Melanie bent to the specialized drawer that was designed to be a bread keeper. She deliberately exaggerated the move keeping her knees stiff. "Are you sure we have any rolls?" the teen asked knowing that her shaved vulva would be in view in her current posture. The rolls were very evident in the bread box but calling to her mother ensured that she would look over at the tushy display. "Ye..." her mother was unable to finish the simple affirmative. Sheila's breath caught in her throat and mysterious force gripped her womanhood. Melanie smiled knowing that her mom could not see her face. "Oh yeah here they are" the teenager stood up with her prize and turned to reviewed the impact she'd had on the vegetable cutting lady. Melanie had seen that look often enough to recognize lust. In this case it was mixed with something else; shock, embarrassment the teen seductress wasn't sure. What was clear was that the sexual lever was going to be quite effective. Dinner conversation centered on Melanie's new school and how she liked her classmates teachers and so on. The teenager observed her mother closely the look was still there, buried a few layers but there. "I have to get a physical next week form the school nurse" the girl mentioned casually between mouthfuls of ham casserole. "Why is that dear" her mother returned sounding just a little anxious. "Ya have to get a medical certificate before you can try out for a team. I wanna join the swim team and since we don't have a doctor yet..." "I really should look into that;" Sheila interrupted "try to find one before either of us gets sick." After the cleanup was done Melanie went to watch TV. Her mother sat down with her lap top on the dining room table to cleanup some files. The youngster wasn't very interested in the pictures flickering in front of her. Her mind was consumed with hatching a plan to get to the concert. She didn't need to wait long. Sheila Morgan closed her computer, stood up and stretched before poking her head into the family room and announcing "I'm going to call it a day" her eyes roved over her daughter sitting on the couch with her legs tucked up under her butt. `God she's hot' the older woman thought and felt guilty for thinking it immediately. I wonder how long she's been messing around with Darlene. "G'night mom" Melanie replied feeling a surge of anticipation. `Let see what kind of fun we can have here' she was thinking. Waiting until she was confident her mother was in bed, she headed for the stairs. `She always reads before she goes to sleep. Don't let tonight be any different.' Her mother was sitting up in bed wearing a cotton night gown when the girl knocked. "Come in" the woman who was suddenly less sleepy answered. As she slipped through the door Melanie felt herself beginning to lubricate. "What's on your mind sweetheart?" Sheila asked mistaking the girl's expression for concern. Standing beside her mother's bed in the T shirt that stopped an inch or two below her pubes; "Mom, do you think I'm uh... developing... um... OK?" she asked haltingly. "Of course you are honey" came the unhesitant reply. `Too fast if anything' was the thought that followed the confirmation in her mother's head. The vision of her adolescent daughter entwined with their neighbor sent a shiver down her spine. "I just want to be sure ya know `cause I have this physical exam next week and I don't want to... like ... be embarrassed or anything." Melanie had her head down but was surreptitiously watching the reaction of the woman on the bed. "You're just fine sweetheart; you've got nothing to worry about." Sheila was worried about where this conversation was heading. "Could you just check? I mean, to be sure." Melanie asked in a little girl voice. "What... uh did you want... uh me to... check?" her mother stammered the question, terrified of the answer. "My body" the teenager replied as she started to pull the short T shirt up. Her mother's deep sensual groan brought the stripping young woman a huge smile. She was glad the night shirt covered her face so she could carry on acting innocent and vulnerable. By the time the well worn cotton sheath had cleared her short blonde curls she had pulled her facial features back into the concerned expression that she'd entered the bedroom with. Sheila felt the sensation hit her pussy like a hammer. Suddenly her very well developed, some might say over developed, fifteen year old daughter was standing naked beside her bed. Not just standing where she could be seen but actually asking to be inspected in detail. The older woman on the bed really didn't know if she could do it; control herself. Melanie was counting on the breakdown in her mother's willpower. `She likes to play with women. Well I'm a woman, come play with me' the girl was thinking giving her mother just a little time to gain some composure. The look in Sheila Morgan's eyes spoke volumes. `Where did she get that body? I never looked like that; it must come from Frank's side' her eyes were wide and her jaw was slack as a multitude of thoughts tumbled through her head. The firm conical tits with their puffy pink areolas stood straight out. Sheila's eyes naturally scanned down the youngster's torso. She was just beginning to have a waist. The flair of her hips just evident enough to give the impression of shape. The woman lying in her bed, her novel still dangling from her limp hand, arrived at the hairless mons. `My God she shaves' the sight caused a hard pulse in her womanhood which was already churning like a washing machine. Melanie's mother's nipples were tingling and she felt like it was a hundred degrees in the steamy room. "What do you think of my breasts?" the naked girl asked running her hands up to the underside of the pert cones for emphasis. "You have lovely breasts" her mother replied swallowing a moan. "Some girls at school have bigger boobs, are they the right size for my age?" as the teenager began to gently squeeze the more than adequate tit flesh her nipples began to protrude from the center of the puffy pink caps. "And these always get so hard and poke out whenever I touch them" she continued, letting her thumbs engage the rising red pegs which caused them to double in size. Watching her daughter caress her breasts and thumb her nipples made Sheila clench her thighs together to slow down the pounding sensation from her crotch. "You have very sensitive nipples like me" her mother used it as an excuse to squeeze her own tingling mammaries, dropping her book in the process. "Mine are so sensitive that they stand up like that all the time." "Can I see?" the girl asked running her fingers tenderly over her whole chest. Sheila worked the cloth covered buttons that went down the front of her gown to nearly her waist. Separating the bodice of the cotton night dress her mature tits came into view. The large reddish brown cones on top of the supple mounds of flesh stood in their perpetual firmness but the bump that projected itself at the center glowed more red than brown. The seething woman cupped the exposed glands and let her thumbs contact the bumpy gumdrops. She was unable to suppress a groan when a lightning bolt shot directly to her clit. She clenched her thighs tighter together and felt some moisture escape. "Oh my God mom your nips are huge" Melanie exclaimed and couldn't resist the urge to grip her own tingling pegs, pinching them hard. A shockwave, similar to her mother's, exploded in her pussy and she squealed. "Can I... can I touch them" the teenager asked, her hand already approaching the mature nipple before consent was given. Sheila shifted her thumb off her right nipple to make way for her daughter's tiny fingers to replace it. "It's so big and hard" the girl marveled as she stroked the heavily textured projection. "Ugh" her mother grunted as the soft finger tips explored the hyper-sensitive flesh. The reclining older woman reached up and rolled her daughter's much softer more pliable tit cap under her fingertip. "Mmmm" the girl hummed her appreciation of the gentle touch. The nipple comparison continued for several seconds; each woman with one hand on her own tit and one on her partner's. The mother's gaze traveled back down the slender torso to the bald pudendum again. The height of the bed resulted on the teenaged snatch being less than two feet away. The view was magnificent. The whole of her daughter's pubic region had a rosy glow but the clitoral hood that poked between the youngster's thick outer lips was florescent pink. The delicate labia petals below spread like wings. Melanie noticed where her mother's attention had refocused and moved her legs wider apart feeling the intoxicating surge of power at the same time as her pussy twitched. She reached down and pulled up on her fleshy plump mound which caused her clit to pop from under its protective cover and stand out like a bright red kidney bean. Sheila was completely overcome. `Oh what the hell it's not like she's never done it before' she reasoned. She bounced her shoulders on the bed and rotated her body so that her head was over the side. Her tussled brown hair was between Melanie's thighs. The elevation couldn't have been more perfect if it were designed that way. Just by cocking her head back she was able to capture the arrogantly prominent bean between her lips. Melanie felt the rush of heat spread out from her crotch like a tidal wave. She struggled to keep her balance against the assault on her girlhood. Her hands automatically returned to her tits squeezing and pulling as wave after glorious wave of pleasure washed over her. She worked her boobs over roughly before starting to rummage through the sheets that covered her mother's lower half. Finally getting the bedding out of the way she located the hem of the night gown and yanked it up above the middle aged woman's waist. The sparsely haired neatly enclosed vulva from which she had emerged fifteen years and some odd months ago came into view. Melanie stroked her mother's upper thighs and Sheila compliantly opened her legs. The action caused the full outer lips to part revealing the hot wet pinkness inside. The teenager was shivering and shuddering as her mother's tongue swirled in her vulva and penetrated the labial barriers to stimulate the entrance of her vagina. Using her fingers to spread the fleshy lips through which her entire body had once passed. Melanie was intent on returning the mind boggling pussy stimulation. Pitching forward she plunged her tongue into the saturated recesses and licked rapidly all around the unguarded orifice. Pressing her face harder into the spongy flesh she could actually feel the firmness of her mother's pleasure center under her chin. Still poking her tongue into the hot depths she worked her jaw to massage the full length of the hard clit. When mom began sucking on her distended love button again Melanie's pussy erupted into violent spasms. The teen repositioned her mouth to capture the flap of skin at the top of the soppy crease and managed to suck it into her mouth in spite of the fact that she was screaming out her climactic explosion. Her mother`s hips bucked up and down very rapidly and both their tongues seemed to go faster lashing the rigid love buttons through their ultimate moment. Disengaging Melanie climbed onto the bed beside her mother. They lay in each other's arms as their breathing gradually returned to normal. Minutes passed in the blissful serenity. "About the concert, mom" the teenager ventured and felt her mother's body stiffen noticeably. The girl began to gently stroke the still rigid tip of mature tit beside her cheek. Feeling the muscles relax again she continued "do you think I'm old enough now?" As soon as the words were out she took the firm nipple into her mouth and applied just a little pressure with her teeth. "Oh... oh honey, you'll have to be... ugh... very... careful" Sheila groaned from the new sensation. "I'll be going with Annie mom. We'll look after each other" the teen said releasing the rubbery peg and giving it a firm lick. "Promise me you'll be careful" her mother moaned as the electrical impulses started to spread over her again. "Of course I will mom" the suckling girl agreed taking as much of the mature tit flesh as she could in her mouth with the feeling of triumph nearly causing her to swoon. `All I have to do now is get missus Ward to pay for it all' she thought as she began caressing the tender bumpy tit tip with her tongue.