Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 05:49:09 -0800 (PST)
From: Selena Anders <selena33_ca@yahoo.com>
Subject: margaret-9

"Good Morning, Mom.  Who's your pretty friend?"  I
awoke with a start as Jessie plunked herself down on a
corner of the bed, while Liz lounged in the doorway.
They were wearing identical sheer baby-dolls that made
them look utterly delicious, instead of their usual
night time T-shirts.  I guessed they wanted to make a
good impression.

"This is Alicia," I replied as I slowly drew the
covers off of her, "a friend of Rachel's."  Her naked
body was too lovely to resist, so we didn't even try.
I only had to roll over a bit to take a soft pink
nipple into my mouth, and Jessie immediately crawled
over the bed to suck on her other one.  Elizabeth
joined the party by kneeling between Alicia's parted
thighs and started licking her way from the knees
upwards.  Alicia moaned in pleasure and her eyes
opened.  Then those eyes became very wide as she
realized that three mouths were licking and sucking at
her body.  She put a hand on each of Jessie's head and
mine, as if to hold us to her breasts; but I was sure
that most of her attention was focussed between her
thighs as Liz's probing tongue closed in on her pussy.
 It was easy to tell when she got there.

"Ooh!" Alicia cried, "Oooooohhh!  Yesss!"  I looked
down to see my daughter's mouth firmly planted over
our guest's clit, as her cheeks rhythmically dimpled
in her sucking efforts.  Alicia wriggled and writhed
in pleasure, but Elizabeth's mouth stayed glued to the
spot as her victim's gyrations became ever wilder.
Finally Alicia froze with her back rigidly arched, and
let out a cry something like "Yeeeoooww!" as she
reached her climax and her juices flooded Liz's mouth
and chin.

The twins got up then, looking smugly pleased with
themselves, and headed down to the kitchen to get the
coffee started.  I rolled out of bed, wondering what
to wear.  After a quick look in a few drawers I pulled
out a couple of barely-there beach wraps and tossed
one to Alicia as I donned the other.  A troubled look
came to her face, so of course I asked her why.  She
told me, "Uh, Margaret, I'm afraid I haven't been
completely honest with you.  You see, I don't really
live close to here.  In fact, I don't live anywhere at
all.  My dad re-married just a few months ago and his
new wife won't let him send me any money for living
expenses while I go to school.  So I've been sort of
couch-hopping for a while.  Please, do you know
anywhere I could live for the rest of the school
year?"

I considered this for a moment, then said, "Let's go
ask the twins."  So we joined Jes and Liz in the
kitchen, and over our morning coffee Alicia repeated
her story.  The twins looked thoughtful, then
Elizabeth said she had an idea but needed to talk to
Jessie about it.  So they headed down the hall, and I
could hear them whispering.  After a minute they
returned and looked seriously at Alicia.  Jessie
spoke, "We think Mom should let you stay in the
guest-room here, but you have to understand the rules.
 Around here Mom is always boss and everyone does
whatever she says.  After that it's Rachel, and
everyone but Mom has to do what she says.  After that,
it's us; and the only person who has to do what we say
is you.  No back-talk, no negotiations, just instant
obedience.  So if you agree to those rules, we'll ask
Mom to let you stay here with us.  OK?"

Alicia didn't hesitate for a moment before agreeing.
"Good!" declared Jessie, "because Liz licked you to a
pretty good orgasm this morning and I think it's only
right that you return the favor!"  Eagerly Elizabeth
positioned herself on the kitchen table, facing the
cute little college co-ed.  Then she laid back and
raised her legs high in the air, parting them in a
great V.

Alicia glanced at me, and I told her, "Stand up with
your legs apart, and bend over to eat her!"  So she
did, and I scooted down to sit on the floor between
her legs.  Finally I was going to taste her sweet
pussy!  I wasted no time on preliminaries, but lifted
the hem of her little wrap and slipped my tongue as
far as I could into her vagina.  I lapped and sucked
at her like a madwoman, slurping from perineum to clit
and back again.  I used the fingers of both hands to
spread her pussy lips as I fucked her with my tongue.


I couldn't see what Alicia was doing to Liz, but I
could hear that Jessie had appointed herself voyeur
and coach.  "Stick your tongue in her ass-hole!" she
commanded.  "Now swirl it around... and shove it back in
there! ... Stick two fingers in her cunt while you suck
on her ass! ... Now twist your hand around so you can
stroke her G-spot with your fingers! ... Yeah!  You got
it!  Now really reach your tongue deep in her ass!"

Jessie's voluble instructions were making me so hot
that I needed something in my cunt, so I plunged two
fingers in there and started to masturbate.  The
fingers of my other hand rubbed Alicia's clit as my
mouth stayed locked onto the opening of her love
tunnel.  I was determined not to miss a drop of her
sweet love juices.  I masturbated her and myself with
equal fury, as a powerful orgasm built in my aching
twat.

"Now suck her clit!"  Jessie commanded.  "Take it
between your teeth and lash it with your tongue!"  Liz
shrieked in her climax as Alicia obeyed Jessie's
orders.  That pushed Alicia over the edge, and a
wonderful gush of pussy nectar flowed into my mouth,
just as I was cumming too.

After we all caught our breath I sent the twins off to
get ready for school.  Alicia and I sat talking girl
talk over another cup of coffee.  Suddenly there was a
sharp, almost imperious rap on the front door.  I
hastily pulled my little beach wrap together to cover
the essentials, and went to answer.  There was little
Jenny, the waif with the lawn mower, and a tall woman
dressed in a navy business suit.  She had a
pinched-looking, bony face, with dark brown hair
pulled severely back into a bun at the back of her
head, and big glasses with black rims.  The woman
gripped the shoulder of Jenny's shirt roughly and
posessively.

It seemed that she was Jenny's mother, and last night
she had inspected her daughter's room and found that a
pair of pale green panties was missing.  After close
questioning, Jenny admitted to having mowed my lawn
and going for a swim.  This woman demanded to know
what I was doing, letting her daughter do such a
thing.  She DEMANDED that I return those very
expensive satin panties.

I had to wonder what kind of mother would be
inspecting her 15-year-old daughter's underwear
drawer.  Checking for drugs I could understand, but
counting panties?  A suspicion began to form in my
mind.  "Wait right here."  I told her.  "I'll see if I
can find them."

I left those two at the doorway and walked back to the
kitchen.  I quickly whispered to Alicia, "Take that
wrap off.  Through that door there is the laundry
room.  On top of the hamper is a pair of pale green
satin panties.  Put them on.  Then go through the
dining room to the parlour.  Do NOT go via the front
hall.  Sit in the big chair and start to masturbate,
right through the fabric.  Use your other hand to play
with your tits.  The owner of the panties is here to
get them, but we're not going to make it easy.  She's
going to have to take them off you.  Now GO!"  My new
sex-slave was already naked by the time I finished,
and hurried off to do my bidding.

I returned to the front doorway and spoke to Jenny's
mother.  "Before I let you take anything away with
you, I have to make sure the panties are Jenny's.  Did
they have her name on them?"  The woman looked as
though she might explode.  No, they didn't have a name
tag, so I asked her, "You said they were part of a set
with a matching bra.  Is Jenny wearing that bra?"

"No, but she is wearing an identical set, except
blue!" the woman blurted, and my suspicions about her
grew.  Here was a woman who knew exactly what kind of
underwear her daughter was wearing.  I could hear
Alicia enter the parlour, and the soft sight as she
sat in the chair I had specified.  I was ready to
spring my trap.

"Then she'll have to come in and take her pants down,
so we can be sure they match."  She hesitated, and I
told Jenny, "Come on in dear."  So Jenny followed me
inside the house, then her mother came in.  I stopped
at the archway leading into the parlour, and gestured
for them to enter.  I wanted to watch the mother's
face when she saw Alicia.  I wasn't disappointed.

Her eyes grew big as saucers, and she licked her lips
as she regarded Alicia.  Alicia had a fold of those
panties stuffed up inside her cunt, as a couple of
fingers reached deep.  I said, "Now take your pants
off, Jenny, so we can see if your panties are the
same."

"You know very well that those are my daughter's
panties right there!" the woman pointed at my pretty
blonde.

"We'll see." I replied.  "Jenny, your jeans!"  Jenny
looked at her mother, who slowly nodded.  So she
pulled her shoes off then slowly unzipped her jeans.
Then she pulled them down and off, revealing those
15-year-old legs that held promise of becoming shapely
as she grew older.  "Alicia," I ordered, "get down on
your hands and knees, and make sure your ass is
pointing toward us!"

"Yes, Mistress!" she replied, and I was momentarily
startled to be addressed that way.  The little
triangle of pale green satin didn't do a very good job
of covering her ass as she assumed the position I had
required.

I told Jenny's mother, "Go ahead, feel the fabric on
her ass.  We have to be sure it is the same as the
panties Jenny is wearing."  I could see she wanted to
do it.  She was as hot as a July sidewalk, but not
sure she could admit it.  I had known it ever since
she licked her lips at the sight of my slave playing
with herself.  "Do it!" I urged, and slowly she
reached out to caress the fabric on Alicia's ass.
"Reach between her legs and feel the front part!" I
told her.  This woman knelt behind my slave, and bent
over to reach between her thighs.  Her hand closed on
the sopping wet crotch of the panties, where they had
so recently been shoved up Alicia's love tunnel.  She
tried to make it look as though she was feeling the
cloth, but I could tell she was deliberately massaging
Alicia's pussy.

Jenny just stood there, staring at her mother groping
a strange 20-year-old girl.  Quickly I stripped her
shirt off her and unhooked her bra, exposing those
delightful little tits I had enjoyed sucking the day
before.  I wanted to play with them some more, but
even more I wanted to make sure her mother's lust
became so strong that she wouldn't come to her senses
and storm out of the house.  So I took Jenny's hand
and guided her down until she was on her hands and
knees beside Alicia.  "Now feel Jenny's panties, to
make sure they are the same!" I hissed in the mother's
ear.  She did it!  She knelt there, slightly bent
over, with each of her hands massaging one of those
two pretty young crotches.

"Sniff those panties!" I urged, "Be sure they smell
the same!"  When she did it I knew I could have my way
with her.  As she buried he nose in her daughter's
ass, I mentally celebrated.  I could suggest anything,
and she would not object.  She had surrendered herself
to me because I promised to fulfill her secret craving
for lesbian sex, and I wasn't about to disappoint her!
As she leaned forward it was a simple matter to lift
her skirt up to her waist, exposing her ass, which
sported only the briefest of thong underwear.

The woman had skinny thighs and hips, almost scrawny
as if from severe dieting, but there was wiry muscle
underneath.  Her ass was so hard and tight, I bet to
myself that her cunt had a grip like a vice.

"These girls have been very naughty!" I told her.
"One of them lost her panties and the other stole
them.  They need to be punished!  Pull down their
panties and spank them!"  There was no hesitation, and
in moments the woman had the panties pulled down and
began to spank the girls' naked asses with loud
open-handed smacks.  I began to slap her ass too,
spanking her in time to the treatment she was
inflicting on those tender young bottoms.  Her ass
turned pink, then bright red under my enthusiastic
administrations, and she started smacking her victims
harder.  I watched the crotch of her thong become wet,
as her lust consumed her.

"Alicia!" I ordered, "You bad girl.  Come and take
this woman's panties down and kiss her ass to thank
her for your spanking!"  My slave leaped up to obey
me.  The woman did not resist as her thong was torn
from her long stringy legs, and Alicia's tongue found
the brown pucker of her anus.  "Jenny, get your
mother's shirt and jacket off, then get under her and
suck her tits!" I told the young girl, knowing I was
completely in command.

I went and sat on the white chair Alicia had just
vacated, and opened the front of my little wrap.  Then
I put my hands on each side of the woman's head and
guided her face into my crotch.  Her skinny forearms
and bony hands slid up my inner thighs, and clutched
at my pussy lips.  Her fingernails scratched at the
opening of my vagina with a total lack of skill or
sensitivity, so I told her "No fingers!  No teeth!
Just lips and tongue!"

With that, the longest tongue in the world shot out
from between her lips and penetrated my vagina.  She
could have licked her own eyebrows.  That tongue
wriggled and swirled inside me with a frantic energy
that more than made up for a total lack of skill.  I
leaned back and let myself and let myself just enjoy
that long writhing tongue as it searched blindly
around inside my cunt.  Occasionally it brushed over
my g-spot and I wished she would concentrate right
there, but she was beyond control.  I was going crazy
with frustration as this woman proved totally unable
to bring me to the climax I desperately wanted.

Alicia moved to start slurping at the woman's clit,
and Jenny's mother came almost instantly, and ceased
to lick my pussy.  Instead, she burst into tears and
wrapped her arms around my hips.  This would never do.
 I lifted to woman's chin and began to question her.
Her name turned out to be Hanna, and she lived alone
with Jenny.  She had not had any sex since Jenny was
born over 15 years ago.  Alicia's probing tongue had
just now given her her first orgasm, ever.  She was
crying, it appeared, out of release of all those years
of sexual tension, and because she didn't know what
else to do.  So I felt obliged to teach her.

I had Jenny sit on the sofa with her legs high in the
air, and Hanna sat on the floor in front of her.  Then
Jenny lowered her legs to lie over her mother's
shoulders.  Alicia and I showed Hanna how to reach up
and gently pinch Jenny's nipples, rolling them between
thumb and forefinger.  We taught her to lubricate her
finger with Jenny's pussy juices, and slip it gently
into her daughter's rectum, finger-fucking her ass.
We spread Jenny's labia, holding them open like the
gates of heaven, and Hanna was only too eager to enter
there.  Jenny writhed and moaned in pleasure as her
mother ate her out under our direction.  It was a
tragedy that Hanna's incredibly long tongue had hot
been put to its proper use for all her life, but I was
determined to make up for lost time.  Soon, Jenny was
thrashing around on the couch, in the throes of her
orgasm.

After Jenny calmed down I explained to them about
lingerie parties, and suggested that Jenny might like
to be the hostess of one, under Hanna's strict
supervision, of course.  They enthusiastically agreed.
 Finally, I sent mother and daughter home, with strict
instructions to practice giving each other pleasure as
much as possible.

As soon as they were out the door, Alicia and I
collapsed in horny giggles.  We had taken a nasty
middle-aged woman with tons of repressed sexual urges,
and liberated her.  We had stripped away her
inhibitions along with her panties, and everyone felt
a lot better for it.
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Dear Readers, thanks for your story ideas.  The first
reader-inspired episode will be along in a few days,
as soon as I can fit it smoothly into the rest of the
stories.  It will take a little longer to get the
family to a tropical island...

kisses,    Selena