THE BLACK LIMOUSINE
INCEST: Kaitlyn and mom seduced into M&D sin
All characters in this story are over the age of 18
KAITLYN'S STORY
Ever since dad left us, mom and I have had a habit of taking a nice leisurely walk every Saturday evening after an early dinner.
Then one day after I'd turned eighteen something happened that turned our lives upside down--an event that I'll never forget.
Mom and I were wearing casual clothes, sweat pants, T-shirts, and sneakers, and we were strolling along admiring the flowers in people's yards, and the greenery of a small park off to our right. Out of nowhere came an extended black limousine with tinted windows. My first thought was
what are people that important doing in this quiet neighborhood?.
The limo drove by us real slow, then it pulled ahead and stopped. A small mob of women burst out of the vehicle, all of them wearing combat fatigues and boots. They all looked to be in their twenties and in shape. My first thoughts were
this is a swat team. Are we being arrested? What the hell for?
The women quickly approached us and before we knew what was happening, we were shoved into the limo, me in the second to last row, and mom in the row just ahead of me. Two of the women who had apprehended me sat on either side of me preventing my escape. Mom was also bracketed by two of the women.
Three women sat in the row behind me. The row in front of mom was also filled with women. The driver was a woman, and a woman sat shotgun beside here.
What the hell is this?
"Oh, Kaitlun honey," mom said in a distressed-filled voice, "are you okay?"
"Yeah, except I wanna know what in hell this is all about."
As the limo took off, both mom and I were blindfolded so we couldn't see where we were being taken too, and all of the women remained silent throughout. Our questions on what this is about were totally ignored.
I was slated to attend the U this fall on a music scholarship, but what happens if I can't make it because of this?
After some driving around, the limo stopped and mom and I were taken into a building of some sort. Mom and I were separated, each of us taken to a different room.
While some of the women held my arms to keep me from trying to struggle free (still blindfolded like I was, I wouldn't have known what to do or how to escape anyway), a couple of other women removed all of my clothes except my panties. Then they laid me down on a table where a pair of feminine hands massaged a sweet smelling oil, or perfume, all over my feet, legs, arms, and upper body, paying special care to my tits--causing my nipples to grow erect (against my own will, of course).
Free massage? Hell, I'll take it.
I wondered if mom was getting the same treatment. And, that thought, for some forbidden reason kind of exited me--but I tried to push it out of my mind. The key word here is
tried.
Leaving me still blindfolded, and dressed only in my panties, six women marched me downstairs into another room. Even with the blindfold on I could tell it was pitch dark down there.
The pleasant aroma of myriad perfumes hung heavy in the air making me wonder if I was being led into some forbidden paradise.
The women leading me apparently got me where they wanted me, and stopped, still holding me upright, with three on each arm so as to prevent any attempt at escape.
The lights were turned on, but I still could not see where I was because of the blindfold.
I could feel that I was standing on a very thick carpeting, but that's the only clue I had at this point as to where I was.
As if reading my mind, suddenly they pulled my blindfold off... and there I was face-to-face with mom not two feet away from me. She had also been stripped down to nothing but her panties.
The look of surprise and shock on mom's face when she saw me, her now full grown daughter, was golden. And, I'm sure she saw the same look of surprise and shock on my face 'cause mom had also been stripped down to her panties, and had also been "massaged" with perfumed oils like me, and yes, her tits had been played with enough to cause her nipples to grow erect. Against her will, I'm sure.
As my eyes became used to the light after total darkness and being blindfolded I could see that the carpeted floor we were standing on was a stage of some sort since it was about a foot higher than the rest of the floor. And, out beyond the stage was about a half dozen women sitting on folding chairs apparently waiting to watch whatever was going to be happening to mom and I--and the source of the mixed aromas of myriad perfumes.
This was the first time I'd seen mom's tits since I was nursing on them as an infant, which, of course, I do not remember. But I must say, my mom looked pretty damn sexy standing there in only her panties. Her tits were nice orange-sized pieces of creamy white flesh, firm, no sagging. Her areolas were the size of the bottom of a coffee cup indicating a high potential for sensuality and providing a nice erotic platform for her nipples standing up so straight and proud.
The rest of mom looked pretty nice too. She had gorgeous round and wide hips, perfect for bringing into the world a little perv like me. Those hips of hers hinted at an equally nice ass behind them. (Hell, I knew she had a nice ass 'cause I'd seen her plenty of times in tight pants around the house.) And her hips and ass were supported by a nicely shaped pair of legs. She had just a slight touch of extra fat on her tummy, but not enough to distract from her overall womanly figure.
All-in-all, I was very proud of my mommy, the way she looked so sexy standing there in just her panties in front of all these other women.
The women holding mom and I had all changed out of their combat fatigues and were now dressed in diaphanous white dresses that came to just below their nether regions. In other words ethereal and not hiding much.
As soon as my eyes grew more used to the light, I could see that the thick carpeting we were standing on was elevated from the rest of the room, like it was a stage of some sort. And, out in the rest of the room there was an audience of about two dozen women sitting in folding chairs.
The carpet we were standing on was so thick and velvety, so soft and compfy, one could almost go to sleep on it were they laying down, and it covered the entire stage.
While the stage was lit up, the audience section was not so I was unable to make out exactly what these women looked like, or who they were. I worried that someone here might know mom or me.
The whole thing was terribly embarrassing, being held here with both my mom and I wearing only our panties and put on display in front of all these people, all these other mystery women. Terribly embarrassing, but somehow even a bit exciting.
From back stage another woman entered. She was tall, extremely busty, and was dressed only in heels, hose, panties and bra--a bra that had holes for her substantial nipples to stick out.
