I hadn't meant for this to be a two (or more) part story but it seemed to demand it, also, I had a request for a second part. The first part is titled Dale. So here is the second part. I'm thinking of a Chapter 3, but I don't know yet, my time is at a premium.
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DALE'S MOM
It had been a long and exhausting day and all Susan wanted to do was get home and pour a glass of red wine. She was ten minutes from her house and the traffic was beginning to back up and she began to swear. Usually when this happened she didn't let it bother her, but she was going on four hours of sleep and a crushing work load.
It had taken her twenty minutes to complete the usual ten minute drive and by the time she was out of the car and the garage door was only half closed, she was already opening the buttons on her blouse. She slammed the kitchen door and headed straight for the liquor cabinet and poured a healthy glass of wine. She tossed her blouse onto a nearby chair and sprawled on the sofa in the den. She kicked off her shoes and swallowed half the glass of wine and sighed with relief.
Dale, her eldest, was home from college for the summer and he had a job but he usually didn't get home till late, but now it was past nine and he wasn't in which meant that he was with his friends. His sister Elizibeth was working part time but she had said she'd be with her friends which for her that meant that she wouldn't be home till at least midnight. Susan had the house to herself.
She loosened the button and zipper of her skirt and lay back on the sofa, not wanting to move anything but the arm with the wine glass at the end of it. It wasn't long before the glass was empty and she was dozing off. Soon the glass fell from her hand and her head bowed down and she was sound asleep.
The moment she had left her office she had removed the band that held her dark up in a bun and now it had fallen loosely halfway down her back. The hair had fallen forward and her face was half hidden and it was this way Liz saw her an hour later when she got home. Her mother wearing a lacy, black push-up bra that barely covered her nipples and her skirt open. She wasn't wearing a slip so her panties were nearly visible. Liz wondered if she was wearing panty-hose or a garter belt.
She poured herself a glass of wine and sat down to study her mother. She was lovely, but she was also half naked and her brother Dale would be home soon. So what should she do about her it? She could wake her and send her to bed or she could get a blanket and cover her, or she could wait for Dale and they could carry her to bed.
She'd seen her mother naked but that had been years ago, now, laying there with her hair in her face and wearing nothing but a bra and skirt was rather erotic. Liz found this exciting and tried to think why she found her mother so. She wanted to pull her mom's skirt off to see if her panties matched her bra and whether or not she was wearing panty-hose, mostly she wanted to see what her mother looked like naked.
She poured another glass of wine and stood beside her mother trying to make a decision. As she starred at her mother she decided the heck with it, and setting down her wine glass she carefully pulled her skirt of. She dropped the skirt on the floor and looked at her mom. She had black lacy panties that matched her lacy bra and Liz took in a sharp breath. Through the material she could see that her mother shaved her pussy and that surprised the girl. She giggled.
But now she wanted to see her mother's naked pussy, see what her lips looked like and if they looked like hers. She watched her mother's face, making sure she was still sleeping soundly and after several minutes she thought she could go ahead. First, she needed another sip of wine. Now she was ready and with a deep breath she took hold of the waist band and started pulling the panties down, past her knees then off altogether. Liz stood and looked at her mom's pussy and smiled. Bending down she got her mother's ankles and spread her legs apart until she could see all of her pussy.
It was beautiful! The lips were closed so that they made just a slit between her legs and that was what Liz's pussy looked like until she was aroused. Then the lips parted and the inner lips opened like a flower. Liz could feel her juices running down her legs, her panties were soaked and she loved it. Also she was so horney she could hardly stand it. And that meant she wasn't done with her mother yet. Carefully she reached behind her and unclipped her bra and pulled it away from her tits.
Except that her mom's tits were bigger than hers, they looked the same. Both had protruding nipples and the areoles were darker. Liz sat down on the chair across from the sofa and stared at her naked mother. She slid her hand down the front of her pants and began rubbing her pussy. She slid her fingers between her pussy lips which were getting wetter and wetter. Slowly she was working her way to a climax but first she had to take her pants and panties all the way off. Now she was naked from the waist down, her legs spread wide, and she was rubbing her pussy with one hand and her clit with the other. She inserted three fingers into her cunt and fucked herself as hard and as fast as she could. It wasn't long before she was cumming, trying hard not to scream.
Her orgasm has started somewhere in her brain and rocketed all the way down to her toes and back up again, slamming into her cunt with the force of a mac truck. For several minutes her hips bucked up and her body rocked to the multiple orgasms before she finally stopped cumming. She was near to passing out, sweat was rolling down her body. She quickly shucked her blouse and bra and now she was naked, too.
It was then that Dale came home and before Liz knew it he was standing in the living room door looking at the two naked women. "Liz! What the ...?
Liz shushed him, "mom's asleep, keep your voice down."
He hissed at her, "what the fuck is going on here? Why are you guys doing naked?"
"Mom was asleep on the couch, she had her skirt open and her blouse off. I think she was drinking."
"That doesn't explain why she'd completely naked."
"I undressed her, dummy."
"What the fuck for? Couldn't you just wake her and send her up to bed?"