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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 37 (mf;mF)

   Prologue

   It all started when mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends
and neighbors in my house.  Instead of plastic storage containers, lingerie
of all kinds was sampled and purchased.  My first sexual experiences came
as a result of delivering these purchases to our neighbors.  Since then,
I've continued to have a variety of sexual experiences with an assortment
of partners.  ______________________________

   Dad informed us that an out-of-town business associate was coming to our
city and dad had invited him to stay with us to keep company costs down. 
Dad also told us that the guy was bringing his whole family: his wife, son
and daughter.  They arrived a few days later.  I ignored the parents while
I sized up the children.  The visitors' son seemed to be my age.  I gave
him a weak hello.  I focused my attention on Antonia, or Toni as her family
called her.  She was dressed for a private school in short pleated skirt
half way up her thighs and a matching vest over a white blouse.  She was
shorter than me and her brother.  Given Toni's childlike looks, I estimated
that she was younger than me.

   Dad had arranged for tickets to a major league baseball game.  Dad
invited me and I enthusiastically accepted, making sure mom heard that I'd
prefer that to doing my homework.  Mom interceded and suddenly I wasn't
going to the game.  Of course, that is exactly what I wanted.  I didn't
expect that anything would happen but I was willing to give fate an even
chance.

   Mom told Mrs.  Orlando (I remembered the city they were from, not their
last name) that she had to attend a Nighty-Ware sales meeting and to expect
a UPS delivery and accept it.  Mom had become quite an entrepaneur with her
lingerie business.  Mom and Mrs.  Orlando snickered in whispers to each
other about the products mom was selling.  Mrs.  Orlando seemed interested
so mom offered to let her try on some samples when mom got back home.  I
wondered if I could arrange to get a glimpse of Mrs.  Orlando when she
sampled the sheer items.  She seemed to have a nice body and I'm always
curious about such things.

   Mrs.  Orlando was puttering around, helping make that evening's dinner
while mom was away.  I sat around the living room because that's where Toni
was.  She kept sneaking peeks at me, as if she was interested.  I did the
same, checking out her exposed legs and trying to decide just how many
years younger she was.  Toni had overheard her mom's comments to mine about
the lingerie.  Toni noticed and picked up the Nighty-Ware catalog from the
stack of magazines on the table and leafed through it.  She also seemed
very interested in the outfits, maybe as interested as her mother had
become.  I wondered what she'd look like, diminutive and innocent, in some
see-through garment.  The doorbell rang and Mrs.  Orlando answered it.  It
was the UPS guy who was familiar with our house.  Not only was he making
deliveries to us, but mom shipped most of her sales that way.  It was only
the fortunate few nearby customers who got personal delivery and services
from me.

   Mrs.  Orlando opened the box, explaining to me that these were samples
sent to my mom for her next party.  She turned red as she removed a few
samples from the box, noticing how I was watching her.  I decided not to
cause her any more anxiety lest she get more cautious and mess up my
opportunity to sneak a peek when she was trying them on.  As I walked out
of the room, Mrs.  Orlando returned to the kitchen to answer a beeping
appliance.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Toni rush over to the
samples and grab one.  I moved off in the direction of the den while I
heard Toni run up the stairs and slam a door.  Evidently Toni was more than
just casually interested in my mom's samples.  I reversed course and crept
up the stairs, trying not to make any noise.  The door to the guest room
was open and Toni wasn't there.  I moved back down the hall to my parents'
room.  The door was shut and I heard movement.  I carefully opened the door
to catch a glimpse.  There, standing before the full length mirror was Toni
in a sample black negligee.  The nighty was so big on her that the material
was dense around her torso.  I couldn't tell what, if any, clothes she wore
beneath it.  Then I noticed the pile of clothes on the floor next to the
mirror.  As she moved from side to side, the material swayed and I could
see through it.  My breathing must have given me away as Toni swung towards
the door.  Rather than get caught by her mom oggling her daughter in filmy
sleepwear, I stepped into my folks' room and closed the door behind me.  I
thought if I acted casual, so might she.

   "Hi, whatcha doin?" I asked innocently.

   "I probably should have asked, but I just had to try on one of your
mom's outfits.  I don't own anything like this.  All of my stuff is cotton
or flannel.  How do I look?" she asked.

   She raised her arms from her sides and leaned forward.  The material in
front was reduced to a single layer, exposing two very red and protubing
nipples on pearshaped breasts.  The blouse and vest of her school outfit
had done a great job of hiding Toni's charms.

   "You look beautiful," I replied and I meant it.

   I stepped forward and we came face to face.

   "How does it feel against your skin?" I asked, acknowledging that she
had removed her clothes before putting it on.

   "Touch it," she offered so I did.

   I stepped even closer and placed my hands on her shoulders.  "Nice and
silky feeling," I said.

   I massaged her shoulders gently and she got a dreamy expression.  Her
tongue moistened her lips.  I let my hands drift down from her shoulders,
stopping when they covered her breasts.  I used my fingers to palm them,
making sure her nipples were rubbed at the same time.  Toni reached for my
head and pulled my face to hers.  The sweet kiss immediately became a
tongue contest.  However old she was, Toni had some significant experience.
I moved my arms around her, holding her close to me.  I pulled her buttox
toward me so she could feel my erection in my pants.  She stopped kissing
me and smiled as she felt the rigid organ throb against her.  She told me
to undress as she untied the front of the garment and laid down on my
parents' bed.  Naked, I approached her on the bed.  I ran my hands up her
legs and noticed that she had no waist to speak of.  The lack of hips
reinforced my estimates of her age.  As I stroked her thighs, she began
thrusting her hips forward, humping a cock that wasn't there...yet.  I laid
next to her for only a moment, and then she pulled me on top, guiding my
erection into the warm folds of her anxious pussy.  I entered with no
trouble.  Toni was evidently practiced at sex.

   I had only made a couple of thrusts when the door to the bedroom opened.
It was Mrs.  Orlando, dressed in another of my mom's samples.  She had
changed downstairs and was coming up to use that full length mirror to
examine the effect.  She had no cause for worry -- she looked terrific.  If
I wasn't laying there fucking her daughter, I would have been interested in
doing her.  Mrs.  Orlando was outraged and embarassed at the same time. 
Her body was completely visible beneath the sheer jacket, transparent bra
and panties.  She wanted to deal with me but not under these circumstances.
I thought for a moment she might retreat for more clothing but I was wrong.
I guess she decided that since I was naked, at least she was wearing
something.  She ordered her daughter to leave the room and get dressed.  I
had to roll off of Toni so she could follow her mom's directives.  Toni
grabbed the pile of school clothes from the floor.  As she bent down, I
could see her moist pussy lips framed by her short but shapely legs. 
Reluctantly, looking back over her shoulder, she left the room.

   As I laid back on the bed, my erection was visible, all shiny from her
daughter's and my juices.  Mrs.  Orlando shut the door to confront me, the
cad who had been violating her daughter.  I was about to let Mrs.  Orlando
in on Toni's previous sexual exploits when I noticed where she was looking.
She seemed to be fixated on my erection which was still stiff and
throbbing. As she moved closer, she raised her arm.  I thought she was
going to shake a finger at me while she scolded me for my behavior. 
Instead, her hand reached out for my penis.  In a couple of steps, she was
close enough to take hold of it.  She sat down on the bed and began rubbing
it up and down.  I told her that it wasn't going to take much more to bring
me off.  She muttered something about not wasting such a nice erection. 
She reached behind and undid her bra exposing nicely shaped breasts.  She
slid the panties down her legs and crawled onto the bed above me.  She
straddled my erection and sank down on it, sighing as if I was filling a
long standing need.  She moved up and down deliberately, squeezing my penis
in her cunt, riding me for all of the friction she could experience.  I
laid back and enjoyed the pace.  I was ready to come and told her so.  She
just bore down harder on her next hip thrust and I thrust up, back at her.
I came over the next several thrusts in a slow, methodical way.  Mrs. 
Orlando raised up off of me and moved off the bed.  "That was supposed to
be my ride.  I get him next," Toni announced.  She had been standing there
for a while, watching me and her mother fuck.  Just that thought almost got
me hard again.  Almost.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 38

   An Original HM Tale
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