Mary was comfortably stretched over her couch half watching the television. She was really too focused on the pleasant ache between her thighs to think about anything else. The busty brunette was only wearing an oversized t-shirt and a pair of ankle socks. She had a glass of wine in one hand but she was more interested in looking at it than actually drinking it.
For a woman in her mid forties she was still managed to turn heads wherever she went. Years of dancing and aerobics kept her body firm and attractive. She still had the classic Coke bottle figure that so many worked so hard for. Gravity was starting to take its toll on her breasts though but a good bra was always successful in combating a bit of sag. Mary was blessed with a youthful face and the few lines that did mark the corners of her plush lips and spread from her nearly almond shaped eyes graced her with the sexy MILF look that Morgan Fairchild championed rather than looking old.
She still partied like she was in her teens and that was where the problem was. She had a teen daughter who right now was in the middle of a two day long Dragonball Z marathon. Instead of going out to one of the dozen end of the summer parties in the neighborhood and bringing home a boy, like her Mother had and her throbbing cunt remembered even if he was gone, she had stayed home watching cartoons.
It wasn't like Jesse was a straight A student destined for a four year university or anything. She was rather average in her grades, not a failure but certainly not good enough for scholarships to begin growing on trees. She was undeniably a beauty blessed with a figure that put her Mother's to shame. A massive double D rack that needed no support whatsoever and eraser sized nipples that pierced through fabric every time the temperature dropped.
It was a shame that a five star body had to be trapped with such a boring bookworm personality. It was even more frustrating for Mary to watch her daughter sit at home because she wasn't working. She was just a pretty waste of space; it was Mary who paid for the Mustang her daughter drove. Mary was the one paying the insurance and keeping gas in it. She paid for her CD's her DVD's and everything else she had.
Once she'd tried to kick her out but Jesse wasn't ready for it, she couldn't get a job, she couldn't rent an apartment. She could do anything to support herself. Less than a week had passed before she had to come home and Mary had let her in. What Mother could leave her only daughter out in the cold?
It was that day that Mary had decided that something was going to have to change and change significantly. Today was just going to be the beginning she decided standing up and marching to her daughter's room.
She didn't knock she just walked right into the room and turned off the television. "Jesse I've made a decision. You have two choices you can either do as I say or you can get out of my house. I'm tired of paying for everything in this house, paying for your car, your insurance and you barely going to school without even a plan."
"But Mo-"
"But nothing I'm going to make you into the kind of girl that can get a man and keep him happy. We are going to make you into a slut."
"Mom, please." The twenty year old brunette was wearing a tank top with the Superman logo and a matching set of booty shorts that clearly outlined the shape of her cunt. "I'm going to school right now."
"This isn't open for discussion; you either start your slut lessons right now or get out of my house." She motioned toward the door to make it clear how serious she was. There was a long pause as her Mary's blue eyes stared into her daughter's green eyes but she could see the moment Jesse broke.
Jesse's eyes dropped and her shoulders slumped. "Ok Mom."
"I want you to understand this isn't going to be easy, I'm going to put you through sex boot camp. This is your last chance to just walk away; I won't be giving you another chance." Jesse nodded somberly tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
"Lesson one is simple, never speak unless spoken to. A girl as pretty as you is to be seen and not heard. Understand?"
"Yes I du-do." Jesse sobbed unable to stop the tears from flowing over her reddened cheeks.
"Good, the second is dress to impress. You have way too nice a body to hide the way you normally do. Get up and take off your clothes." Mary commanded. Jesse sobbed bud did as she was told rising up and hooking her fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down over her firm bubble butt. Brown curls framed her sex forcing her Mother to frown slightly. Every inch of her body was blushing a bright red as she crossed her arms over her torso and pulled the top off freeing her tits. Even her erect nipples were blushing as she struggled to capture the jiggling globes of flesh and maintain some sense of modesty.
Mary walked over to her daughter and slapped her hands. "Hands down, you need to start being proud of your body. This is the first thing men are you going to see when they see you. They are going to see this." Mary reached behind her and slapped her ass leaving a light red mark on her rump. "They are going to see these." She slapped her tit making her breasts jiggle beautifully. "So you need to be showing it off at every turn. And what is this?" Mary gripped Jesse's pubes and twisted roughly pulling a small clump free.
Jesse backed away squealing in pain. "Ouch why wou-" Lightning quick Mary's hand lashed out and slapped Jesse across the face. "Mo-" Again Mary ended the sentence with a sharp slap, this one left her holding her cheek and whimpering.
"Do not speak." Mary said firmly beckoning her daughter forward with a crooked finger. "Follow me." Mary left her daughter's room and headed into the bathroom the tearful Jesse close behind. "Sit." Jesse sat down on the toilet pressing her shapely thighs together. "Spread your legs."
Every inch of Jesse's voluptuous form was trembling as she visibly battled against her own will forcing her legs apart. "Look at me you slut, this is going to help you get a man so you can get out of my house." She reached over to the sink and gripped a wash cloth turning on the water. She quickly ran the warm rag over her daughter's pussy, then went for the shaving cream. Jesse trembled as the cool cream was applied all over her twat. When her eyes locked with her Mothers a new flood of tears started streaming from her eyes.
The tears didn't seem to have any effect on her Mother who was already reaching for the razor. "Most men like a nice smoothly shave cunt, they don't want all this fur on a girl's cunt. She started just beneath Jesse's naval and moved down between her daughter's legs.
A few minutes later her daughter's cooch was a bare as the day she'd been born. "Smooth." Mary whispered leading her daughter back into her bedroom and pushing her down onto her bed.
"Now it is time for you to learn about your body. These are your tits, guys want to look at them, they want to touch them, they are going to pinch them and abuse them so you better get used to it, now what are they?" Jesse remained silent closing her eyes and turning her head to one side. Mary pounced on her daughter her bare bottom pressed against Jesse's stomach as she gripped her chin in one hand and her nipple in the other twisting. "What are they?!"
"They are my tits!" Jesse shrieked trying to wriggle free of her Mother.
"And what are they for?" She asked twisting her nipple harder.
