MRS. WILSON pt. 3
LESBIAN: Mrs. Wilson takes Mary to an orgy
(All characters in this story are over the age of 18 regardless of role played.)
MRS. WILSON'S STORY
The party was going to be at Aria's house at 7:00, so I arrived at Mary's place at 6:45. I was dressed in heels, hose, mini-skirt, and blouse. I had a bra on, but it was one of those with the holes for the nipples to stick out. And my nipples were already hard and erect from the excitement of introducing Mary to my all-girl sex club.
Mary met me at the door... dressed only in her panties, her naked nipples already erect upon her petite tits from the excitement and anticipation of her first all girl sex party. And that made
my
nipples throb all the more.
"My, my, my," I said, looking her over. "Don't you look sexy now?"
Mary giggled a bit. "Look who's talking. But come on in and I'll be ready in a moment."
Mary led me into her living room. There was a couch against one wall, and a few easy chairs spaced throughout the room. Mary's 18 year old daughter was sitting on the couch reading a magazine.
"Scarlett," Mary addressed her daughter, "this is Mrs. Wilson, my new friend I told you about. "Candy, this is my daughter Scarlett."
I approached the couch Scarlett was sitting on and bent over a bit to extend my hand to the girl. This move caused my huge tits to almost slip out of the partially unbuttoned blouse straining to hold them in.
"Glad to meet you Scarlett," I said as I clasped her hand.
"Me too, Mrs. Wilson," Scarlett said shaking my hand, but unable to look me in the eye because she couldn't take her eyes off my tits, the way they bulged my blouse out, and the way my throbbing erect nipples were lewdly, and most obviously tenting my blouse. In fact, my erect nips were likely the only thing holding my blouse in place as the thin material clung to them like a rock climber hanging on for dear life to any protrusion on the rock face.
"Go ahead and have a seat," Mary said to me, smiling, "and I'll be right out."
I walked over to one of the easy chairs opposite the couch. And, as I turned around to sit, I noticed that little Scarlett was still staring at me, looking my body over, up and down. Which I didn't mind at all. So, as I sat down I crossed my legs allowing my skirt to slide up a bit, and enjoyed her reaction as she didn't hide the fact that she was enjoying the view up my skirt. Like mother, like daughter I thought/hoped. Scarlett was the spitting image of her mom, except maybe she was a bit more petite. She had her red hair done in those double pigtails that a lot of younger girls like to do--and those who are just trying to
look
younger than they are.
Scarlett was wearing a t-shirt mini and sneakers.
The way Scarlett was staring at me, really devouring me with her eyes, I couldn't help but wonder how much Mary had told her about me and what we'd done the other night. Or, was the girl precocious on her on? Already into looking at Lesbian porn on the net and masturbating? This could become interesting, I thought. Hell to be honest, I was getting nice and wet from thinking about it.
As the girl wouldn't stop staring at me, I struck up a conversation with her, asking her about school and stuff. During our talking, I found opportunities to cross and re-cross my legs now and then to give her some nice views--including some views wide enough she could see my white panties. Could she see that her staring at me was making my panties wet? Someday I'll find out, I swear.
Mary came back out from her bedroom dressed real slutty and ready to go. She had her red hair done up in double ponytails. On top she had on a tiny white T-shirt that only came to her belly button and was tight enough to make her small-ish tits prominent. And, tight enough to make it obvious that she was not wearing a bra--'Cause her nipples looked as throbbing and erect as mine. On bottom she had on a bright red latex mini that barely covered the essentials. Beige hosiery, and a pair of bright red pumps with five-inch heels.
"Wow!" I said as I stood up to go.
Mary approached her daughter and gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead. And, as she was bending over to provide the kiss, her way too tight, way too short latex mini slid up high enough to expose some panties--right in front of her daughter's face. And, good little Scarlett girl never averted her gaze from her mommy's panties while accepting that chaste kiss on her forehead.
"You be a good girl now," Marry said to her daughter, "but don't expect me back before midnight."
"Okay, mommy," Scarlett said. "Don't worry about me. I'll be in bed before you come back. Have a good time." She looked me straight in the eye as she said that, finally taking her eyes off her mom's panties and over all slutty look.
As Mary and I are heading for the door, I turn back to Scarlett who was once again staring at her sluttily-dressed mom with the same kind of look that she had been staring at me with. So, as I looked her in the eye, I said: "Doesn't your
mommy
look all nice and sexy now?" I ran my hand down Mary's back, and gave her ass a little smack.
Scarlett's face turned beet red at that. She giggled and said, "yeah, I guess."
On the way to the party, I commented to Mary on what a cute little daughter she has.
"Yeah, but sometimes she drives me crazy"
"Crazy? How?"
"Teenager, you know."
I put my hand on Mary's knee. "You sure that's it? She sure is a sexy looking little cutie."
Mary said, "and that's the problem. The way she dresses around the house and the way she flaunts her budding sexuality at me all the time. It's too much. Sometimes I find myself fantasizing about her. Such a terrible mother am I."
I slid my hand up her inner thigh. "Nothing terrible about that at all. Perfectly natural. A woman as highly sexed as you are..." I slid my hand further up Mary's thigh, my hand all the way under her skirt, searching for her crotch... "and with such a cute, sexy-looking young woman in the same household. Must be tough on you."
"Damn right it is. But I
am
her mother, after all."
"Well, whenever it gets too much to handle, you can always
cum
to me and we can do some mother-daughter role playing."
Mary ran her hand up my thigh and says: "Thanks. It's comforting to know I've got you to depend upon. I really love doing that role-playing with you, like we've planned to do tonight. I'm already wet just thinking about it."
"So, what about your daughter? She screwing boys already?"
Mary: "I don't think so. She's never really dated."
"Probably just as well. You don't want her to get pregnant."