I took Melody out after church one Sunday. She was a rather nice girl, not exactly a playboy model though. Nice long, dark blond hair, with a pleasant complexion to her face, blue eyes, and her breasts were well proportioned to her body, She also had an appearance of being well-fed, but not chubby. At the restaurant, as we talked over our hamburgers, I noticed her blouse was a bit open, revealing a bit of her cleavage, as well as her bra was quite visible through the material. Her nipples ocassionally tented her bra through her blouse, then slowly relaxed. As we finished our sandwiches, she excused herself to the restroom. I watched her walk away. Her legs worked beautifully out of her skirt which reached just to her knees, shaping her butt nicely. She didn't have pantyhose on this time.
Melody returned to our table, and began to eat her ice cream I had ordered during her absense. She kept her left hand in her lap. I excused myself to go to the restroom. As I returned, I noticed that Melody had reached inside her skirt with her left hand, and I wondered was she fingering her pussy as my dick began to swell in response. After I settled down and resumed eating my ice cream, I noticed her nipples were visibly tenting in her bra. My cock began to ooze precum at the idea of her masturbating in public.
Melody smiled, and began telling me about her daughter taking a bath the previous evening, and accidentally knocked the bottle of her bubblebath into the tub as she sat in it. It took them over an hour of rinsing to get all the suds out of the tub. She described how soaked she was, and had to undress as well, while she worked with her daughter. I noticed her nipples were probably at it's peak inside her bra, as she kept her hand down in her lap. I wondered how wet she was becoming. I commented that it looks like she enjoyed her time with her daughter, and Melody blushed.
I escorted her out to my car, and seated her. After I got onto the highway, Melody asked me if I had a pretty active sex life in my youth, and previous marriage. My cock leaped again in my pants. I told her of some of my masturbatory experiences with my best friend back in middle school days, and my porn readings after high school until I married my wife, until her death from breast cancer. I asked about hers as I switched lanes and took the exit off the highway. I noticed she had her hand within her skirt again. Melody was quiet for a few moments, then told me of her experiences with her sister, and with her late husband as well. Then she admitted that the previous evening, as they were draining the soap out of the tub, she played with her daughter, and she loved it. They had quite a few orgasms together.
I asked how old was her daughter as I rested my hand on her leg. Melody said 18, as she laid her hand over mine's, and pulled it around her thigh, into her skirt, until she cupped my hand over her pussy. I realized she didn't have panties on, and wondered if she sat like that during the church service. She pressed my fingers into her soaked pussy, and I began to massage her swollen clit as we drove through her neighborhood. Melody's body tensed up as her orgasm built within her pussy as I pulled into her drive, then her pussy went into spasms onto my fingers, and her musky aroma filled the car as her juice drained from her pussy onto my fingers and her skirt. We sat in the car for a few moments as she recovered from her orgasm while my cock painfully throbbed in it's sticky precum inside of my undershorts.
I walked Melody to the door, and we kissed as her daughter pulled the door open. Our kiss broken, Melody turned and introduced her daughter Melissa to me. I had met her at church, but never knew her name. Melissa was slimmer than her mom, but every bit as attractive, with darker hair and green eyes. I noticed her breasts were smaller, but fuller than her mom's. She was already in her lounge shirt for the night, having returned from her date with a friend. I was asked inside to play some games and visit more with them. As Melissa selected a can of Mountain Dew for me, Melody went down the hall to her room. I noticed a wet spot had formed on the back of her skirt, apparently from her cum a few minutes ago. My cock began to relax within its precum. I wondered if I could go to the bathroom and clean it up a bit, and asked Melissa if I could, when she returned with my drink.