Date: Sun, 13 Jul 2003 02:24:40 -0400
From: Shannon Lea <lusid1@hotmail.com>
Subject: A little late 3 (GG MGG bi inc voy)

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[P.S. this one's for the ladies]

A little late 3

After retreiving as much of Mr. Hughes' cum from her lovers' pussy, Jen
nuzzled up to julie's ear and murmured,"So how did you like having your
father's cock buried in your tight pussy?"

"It was incredible." Julie responded as her fingers lightly circled the
aereola of jen's 28B breast.  "But it wasn't as incredible as you" Then, as
she lovingly kissed her friend/lover, she sensed that there was something
on her friends mind and pulled back and asked her what she was thinking
about.

"Oh, I was just thinking that your mother looks pretty hot." Jen replied as
a dreamy smile played across her face.

Feeling somewhat jealous, julie defensively asked,"Why do you say that?"

As her grin increased in size, jen teasingly ran a finger down julies side,
delicately tracing the sensuous curves of breast and hip which never failed
to arouse julie as she devilishly replied,"Let's just say that your father
wasn't the only one in the audience."

Startled, julie breathlessly asked,"Mom saw us too?!" as her fingers
stopped thier lazy circling.

"Quite a bit."jen confirmed as her tongue flicked at julie's pebbly
nipple,"And from the way she was furiously rubbing her clit, I would say
that she rather enjoyed the show."  Then she slowly fingered julie to
another argasm as she described for her friend the highly erotic show that
julie and her father had put on for her mother's and jen's enjoyment.
Sated, the two then lovingly caressed as they drifted from a blissful
afterglow into an equally contented sleep.


The next morning jen and julie were sitting at the kitchen table eating
breakfast as Mrs. Hughes came downstairs and sleepily fixed her a cup of
coffee.  And, as she sat down and glanced at them, they both could not help
but notice the brief blush and spark of lust in her eyes before she mumbled
something about a good morning and locked her gaze onto the steaming coffe
in front of her.  Mrs. Hughes could not hide, however, the continuing
evidence that the memory of last night had done to her stiffened nipples
and the way she suddenly squeezed her thighs together to try and quench the
sudden desire she felt for the two beauties seated before her.

Of course, if angela had been able to look at either of the girls without
remembering the hot scene she had witnessed the night before, she would
have seen that both of the girls were equally excited and were, if anything
even more tormented as the echoes of sensations that the memory of last
night provoked combined with the thought of angela masterbating herself to
orgasm after furious orgasm while watching them set up an erotic cycle that
continued to increase until the two youths were practically squirming with
so much pent up tension and excitement until each knew they would explode
into multiple orgasms at the slightest touch.

Suddenly, unable to take the building tension any longer, julie jumped up
and, after palcing her bowl in the sink, informed her mother,"Me and jen
are going to go down to the mall today if you don't mind."

Startled out of her reverie, angela looked at her daughter for a moment in
confusion before julie's words fully registered and she quickly voiced her
consent as she regained her composure only to come close to losing it again
as her daughter gave her a hug that, surely accidentally, brushed julie's
nipples against her own through the rough fabric of her nightgown sending
an intense shock straight to her moist pussy, sending her dangerously close
to a spontaneous orgasm.  Then, as she almost had her composure back, she
automatically opened her arms to jen's seemingly spontaneous hug that,
certainly it must be her imagination, again caused her now oversensitive
nipples to send another jolt of stimulation to her pussy as she felt jen's
nipples brush her own causing an involuntary moan to escape her lips.  And,
had she been able to penetrate the overload of sensations as her body
trembled so close to orgasm that a stray breeze would have set her off, she
would have heard the stiffled giggles of the devilish teens as they rushed
back upstairs to dress.


Just as angela was finally able to bring her body back away from the brink
and under control, the girls came back into the kitchen in outfits that
even a whore would be shocked over as each outfit had been carefully chosen
to accentuate the contours and assets of each of the girls to the point
where anyone looking at them would have to admit that they were, as angela
had heard her husband say, 'hot to trot'.  As she gazed in barely
restrainded lust at each of the girls' outfits she opened her mouth to
dutifully protest.  Any words she had intended to say, however, died on her
lips as jen suddenly bent over to tie her shoe, and as jen's miniskirt rode
ever higher up her thighs, angela's eyes and attention was captured by the
sight of jen's naked pussy.  And, as she stared, she tried to convince
herself that the glistening sheen that she was seeing was from sweat and
not from obvious arousal.  Then, somehow, angela found enough of her voice
to inform jen,"Dear, you can't go out like that."

Feigning confusion, jen innocently asked,"why not Mrs. Hughes?" and was
secretly delighted to watch angela squirm with renewed arousal as she tried
to frame a reply.

"But you have on no panties!" Angela finally exclaimed.

Seemingly shocked at her forgetfullness, jen lifted her skirt up and, after
checking for herself -and making sure angela got an eyefull of her swollen
lips- jen gasped,"Why, Mrs. Hughes, I am sorry I must have forgotten to put
them on while talking to julie. I'll run upstairs and put some on real
quick."

Trying to sound like the adult she was supposed to be, angela
confirmed,"Yes, dear, you should.  You don't want everyone ogling you all
day do you?"

"No ma'am." Jen said as she went back upstairs. Which was halfway true
being as angela was the only person that that particular show had been
intended for.

Then, feeling somewhat on firmer ground, angela turned to her daughter and
said,"And you, darling-"

But before she could say anything her daughter interupted with,"Oh,
darn. My jeans have come unsnapped again." Which was true being as julie,
anticipating her mother's words, deliberately caused the low cut jeans to
unsnap.  "Could you help me snap them back mom? I can't seem to get them to
stay snapped?"julie pleaded as she moved directly in front of her mother.

Automatically, angela had reached for the sides of the jeans and was busy
trying to get the tight jeans to snap before she realized that not only was
her daughter also not wearing any underwear, but that with the jeans being
so low cut her fingers were inadvertently brushing against her daughter's
pussy each time she tried to pull the two peices of the snap together.
And, as her eyes were inescapably drawn to her daughter's pussy, amgela's
nostrils were suddenly filled with the smell of her daughter's arousal as
her fumbling fingers spread her daughters juices every time she attempted
to snap the rebelious jeans.

As she watched her mother's attention focus on her sopping wet pussy, julie
lightly nudged her mother's head forward until she was sure that her mother
could see and smell her arousal, which was confirmed by the sudden flare of
her mother's nostrils and her low, unconcious moan.  Then, after she
confirmed that her mother was almost hypnotically transfixed by lightly
stroking her mother's painfully erect nipples, she murmured,"Maybe if I lie
down on my bed it will make it easier."

As her mind filled with the memory of her daughter lying naked while jen
lovingly administered to her, angela was powerless to protest as she
watched her daughter back towards the stairs and as the swaying of her hips
caused the unsnapped jeans to ride ever lower revealing just a hint of the
top of her daughter's pussy.  Drawn to the site, she numbly followed her
daughter to her room, where she continued her fumbling attempts to help her
daughter.

After allowing her mother to fumble with the snap while becoming ever more
aroused by the constant rubbing of her mother's fingers across her pussy,
julie finally told her mother,"It looks like these pant are never gonna
snap so I guess I'll have to put another pair on." Then, as her mother was
starting to register her words and to break the trance she had sunk into,
julie sweetly asked as she slowly pulled the keans down to expose the top
half of her pussy,"Can you help me get these off mom?"

Mesmerized by the sight of her daughter's aroused pussy merely inches from
her, angela mechanically muttered,"yes dear" as she numbly pulled the jeans
down to reveal ever more of her lovely daughter's pussy.