Part l- Two of the girls have a brief interlude in Fran's basement only to be interrupted by Fran's mom who ends up joining them:
As much as Fran drove her crazy, Mrs. Lightner was still glad her daughter was home for the summer. She was relieved when she went off to college but now she was lonely and would be glad for the company. Fran and her friend Amy were now downstairs in the rumpus room and Mrs. Lightner was heading downstairs to join them.
As she got to the bottom step, she stopped in shock at what she saw. Her daughter was lying on the daybed and Amy was on her hands and knees and kneeling between Fran's legs. Amy's position was such that her short skirt had ridden up and her bare butt was now exposed. Mrs. Lightner longed for the days when her ass looked that good; well it never looked that good. Amy's ass was taught and smooth and oh so tan she couldn't take her eyes off it. When Amy moved her ass stuck out even further and that was when Mrs. Lightner noticed she wasn't, naked she was wearing one of those thong thingy's for underwear. How could a girl go all day with that little string between her butt cheeks? Well she knew she could never wear one, of course with her fat ass even her regular big girl panties got caught up her crack.
Then all of a sudden she realized just what Amy was doing, she had been gazing at her ass so hard she hadn't even noticed that the young girl had her face in the middle of her daughter's private place. At first, she was alarmed and wondered how Fran had allowed Amy to attack her like that. But when she saw the look of pure pleasure on Fran's face, she understood it was by mutual agreement. She could easily see Fran was having an orgasm and it excited her to witness it. Only then did she notice she had her hand down the elastic waistband of her pants and was busy massaging her own private spot. She felt the pleasure she had yearned for so many months. She also felt the juices flowing that she thought had disappeared forever long ago.
Now excited beyond the boundaries of self-control or even common sense she walked over, knelt behind Amy and put her lips right between Amy's tight cheeks. Amy jumped but did not stop her mouthing of Fran and she simply reached around and pulled the tiny slip of material from between her cheeks giving access to Mrs. Lightner. Now this was something Mrs. Lightner had never done except in late night fantasies and she soon found that in real life it was much better than she had ever dreamed.
"Mom, what are you doing," Fran screamed.
"Oh god, Fran she licking my ass and it feels fucking fantastic. You go Mrs. L, you're going to make me cum."
Fran's mom didn't hear either one of the girls as she concentrated on the job at hand. The young girl spread her thighs further apart and lifted her derrière even higher, thus exposing her mons. As for Mrs. Lightner, she lunged for a taste of the girl's delightful sweet spot and didn't even consider the debauchery, that her nose was now inserted into Amy's rectum. She worked both of the girl's entries at the same time and soon Amy was screaming in the throes of orgasmic pleasures. Mrs. Lightner's face was now covered in the sweet cum juice of the young girl and it made her warm in that special place of hers.
"Mom, we need to talk..."
"Oh dear don't be mad at me I didn't mean to interrupt you two, it's just when I saw you I became a little aroused and I kinda lost my head."
"I don't care about that, it's just me and Amy and Heather want to take a road trip this summer. We won't be gone long; oh and I'll need some money too."
"But Frannie I've missed you and I was hoping to spend some time with you this summer."
"That's OK Mrs. L. I've got just the thing to keep you from getting lonely."
She went to her handbag; the one that Mrs. Lightner thought looked more like an overnight bag than a purse. After rummaging around inside it for an eternity, she pulled out a cylindrical device and handed it to her.
"With all three of us girls going I won't be needing this and I'm glad to let you borrow it while we're gone."
She handed it to Mrs. Lightner who brought it to her nose to catch just a whiff of Amy still on it. These young girls they never think of hygiene thought Mrs. Lightner but that thought did not keep her from touching the tip with her tongue. She almost cried when Amy took it back from her,
"Hear let me show you how it works."
She sat down on the wingback chair draping her legs over the arms. Her honey-pot was now completely exposed to Mrs. Lightner's view and she thought she looked delicious. She saw Amy flick a switch and heard a buzzing noise coming from the device. She now watched in fascination as Amy first inserted it inside her canal and then she began to rub it up and down her slit. Mr. Happy, for that is what Amy called her machine, ended up flat against her button of hidden pleasures. Even Mr. Lightner when he was around had never touched her button and her finger was the only thing ever to touch her there. In no time at all Amy was convulsing in a powerful orgasm so strong she jerked forward as she pulled the device from herself.
Mrs. Lightner was in a trance, she had to try Mr. Happy. She held it in both hands as she told her daughter to help herself to the cash and credit cards in her purse upstairs. She then took the stairs two at a time in a rush to her bedroom to try Mr. Happy.
"If I had known that's all it took to shut up my old lady, I'd have given her mine months ago."
"I'll tell you what, your mom sure gives a mean rim job, and I'm going to want to try her again someday. Come on let's grab her cash, go get Heather and hit the road."
Meanwhile, in her bedroom, Mrs. Lightner had already experienced her first orgasm of the year and was well on her way to her second before the girls had left the house. Mrs. Lightner could tell this room was going to be the center of her world from now on. She already had more orgasms from Mr. happy in one hour than from Mr. Lightner the whole time they were married.
When the girls picked up Heather, her first words were,
