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They both fell in love with it of course. When I told Amy I would drive her to school so she could be seen arriving in the coolest car ever she jumped into my arms and frenched kissed me. I put my hands under her ass cheeks to hold her to me, they were firm and fully packed and my cock jumped in my shorts. It was going to be difficult but I had to wait for Amy to make the first move before I would fuck her. Oh well, I'll just take out my frustrations on her mother. "Let's go back into the house ladies, I do believe you have some clothes to show me?" "Oh, Mr. Brown you are going to love what we bought, it's all soooo sexy," said Amy enthusiastically. "And what do you think Brenda, are you as happy with your new clothes?" "We did find some really beautiful outfits, but I'm not sure about being seen in them at all," replied Brenda. "Oh mom, don't be such an old fuddy-duddy, and besides those four boys sure thought you looked hot when you showed off your panty covered ass to them," Amy giggled. "Really, and why did you expose your panties to four boys Brenda?" I inquired. I saw Brenda blush and not say a word. "It was so funny Mr. Brown, mom came out of the dressing room and was walking down the aisle towards me wearing a broomstick pleated skirt when I saw these four boys walking by and they just stopped dead in their tracks and stared at mom. Their mouths dropped open and one of them pointed at her. Then mom turned around while asking me how it looked in the back. That's when I saw what made those boys stop; mom had caught the hem of her skirt in the waistband of her panties and she was exposing her panty covered ass, garter straps and nylons to them," Amy said in a rush. "And you, young lady, never said a word to me, you just left me standing there with my panties exposed to the world until I saw myself in a mirror." I laughed "Good for you, Amy, I'm proud of you for not saying anything. I'm just sorry I missed your very first public exposure, Brenda, but it sounds exciting, we'll have to do that again sometime soon." Brenda blushed red as a beet and remained just as silent. We walked as we talked and we were now back in the house standing at the foot of the stairs. "Okay ladies, it is time for your modeling session. I am going to move a chair over here so I can watch you come down the stairs; and as you walk down I want you to hold your skirts up so I can see the panties you bought. When you reach the bottom of the steps you can drop your skirts, walk in front of me, slowly turn around, then raise your skirts again so I can feel the fabric your panties are made of. Got that? Easy enough?" They both nodded, Amy with much more vigor than her mother. "Amy, the first things I want you to wear are a couple of outfits you picked for school, and Brenda your first couple should be work clothes. Then you can model your other outfits, starting with your longest skirts and dresses and then work back until you are modeling the shortest things you bought, okay?" They both nodded again and left to change. While they were gone I went to the kitchen and grabbed a high backed chair so I could comfortably sit and watch a teenage girl and her mother show off their bodies to me. I also brought out a joint and lit it up, might as well be high and really enjoy the sights. About ten minutes later and through the haze of a good buzz I saw Amy at the top of the stairs. She was wearing a t-shirt with a photo on it and a loose skirt that came down to her mid thighs; white anklet socks and a pair of 4 inch heels completed her outfit. She approached the first stair and I watched in rapt attention as she grabbed the bottom of her skirt with both hands and raised it to her waist. She was wearing a tight pair of pale blue panties with brown pictures on them. As she descended the stairs I could see the pictures were panda bears and as she drew closer I could see her panties were so tight they formed a camel toe; the photo on her shirt turned out to be the latest teen heartthrob, though I couldn't tell you his name even if I was water boarded. Amy dropped her skirt when she reached the bottom of the stairs, walked the few steps so she was a few feet in front of me and stopped. I could make out her nipples under the t. "I can see your nipples, Amy, will that be okay in school?" She looked down at herself "Awe shucks, I was hoping the picture would help and no one would notice." "Well, you do have to look hard to see them. I know, why don't you wear it to school and if anyone complains just tell them your bras were all in the wash and you thought the picture would hide them and be okay. If they want you to change just call and I'll bring you something else to wear." "Oh Mr. Brown you are just the coolest." "Amy, you have sucked my cock and swallowed my cum twice, now you are about to let me run my hands all over your panty covered pussy and ass, don't you think it's about time you called me Hank?" Amy gave me a big smile "It's kinda hard not to say mister after having it drilled into me to be polite to my elders ever since I can remember, but I'll try." "Well how about you just think of me as a friend instead of an adult. Here, I bet no adult would offer you some pot to smoke," and I fished out the half smoked joint and lit it up. "I don't know about that," she said apprehensively, "I've never smoked any before." "It'll be okay, and I know you'll love it, it'll make you feel a little light headed but your senses will all be enhanced, especially your sense of feel and touch." Hell, I don't know what I was talking about, but if I planted a seed, from years of smoking pot, I know she will be susceptible to suggestion "Here, I'll show you, take a little in," and I inhaled a bit of smoke, then squeaked in that hold your breath and talk at the same time voice; "then take in a deep breath of air and hold them both in your lungs. If you take in a little pot and a lot of air, the smoke gets diluted and it won't be as harsh on your throat." I put the joint up to her lips and she sucked in, then took a breath of air. Great, she didn't cough. "Now hold it in as long as you can." Amy held her breath for 15 or 20 seconds and then I offered her a second toke. This time she took in a bit more smoke, but she still didn't cough. Hey she's a natural, I thought, I'll have to keep her high all the time, um, a horny stoned beautiful teenage girl literally at my fingertips, ah, life is good. As I held the joint to her lips for a third hit I heard from the top of the stairs "My god, what are you doing? Are you giving my daughter drugs? Brenda all but screamed. "Yes, Brenda, I am getting your daughter high on marijuana. It is a wonderful drug. She will be allowed to smoke pot and take ecstasy, she will not be allowed to use any other drugs, especially meth and crack. She will not be allowed to drink alcohol, if I find some cocaine worth buying I will let her have some of that, but only in moderation. These same rules apply to you as well, some nice drugs to relax you but nothing dangerous... "...And I don't know how many times I have to tell you Brenda, you have no say in the matter, what I do and don't do with your daughter is out of your control, so please, just shut the fuck up and get that luscious ass of yours down here so you can have some pot too, and maybe relax that uptight cunt of yours." And I gave her a stoned smile. She looked at me for several seconds, I'm sure wondering if losing her job was worth the satisfaction of throwing me out of her house. Then I saw her shrug her shoulders, walk to the edge of the stairs and as she put her foot on the next step down she raised her skirt up to her waist showing me what kind of panties she was wearing. I guess the decision was made. Brenda was wearing 5 inch stiletto shoes, dark nylons, pink bikini panties, and a black garter belt. Her skirt was black, broomstick pleated, and part of a set with a matching double breasted suit coat. My eyes became riveted on her nylon clad legs and their junction with her pussy. Her panties were very pretty and very feminine, as she descended closer I could see lace patterns in them and a little red satin bow just below the waistband on their front panel. Did I tell you Brenda is tall, about 5'8-9" maybe even 5'10' and in those heels she was a blonde goddess with legs that went on forever. I couldn't help myself, I unsnapped and unzipped my jeans then took out my fast expanding cock. Brenda was just one of the most erotic looking women I had ever seen, and I needed to jack off while I looked at her. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Amy glancing down at my cock while she ran her hands up and down her bare thighs under her skirt. Brenda reached the bottom of the steps and dropped her skirt. I could now see that it came to about 5 inches above her knees. Because her thighs are so long the skirt actually covered a good deal of them, but it still looked sexy as hell. She stopped a foot or so in front of me and made a slow circle standing in place. "This is the skirt mom was wearing when she showed her panties off to those boys." "Really?" Brenda turn around, Amy go put your mothers skirt in the same position it was in when she flashed them, I want to see what it looked like too." Amy quickly moved over to her mother and lifted the hem on the left side of the skirt and tucked it into the left side of her panties waistband. This exposed Brenda's entire panty covered left ass cheek, part of her right ass cheek and the black garter straps running down the backs of her thighs where they held up her nylons. I stroked my cock a little harder and a little faster. " Change of plans, instead of me why don't you, Amy, go over to your mother and run your hands over her panties. You should be stoned enough by now to be able to have a very sensitive touch in your fingertips. You can tell me how your mother's panties feel." Complete bullshit, but if it was going to get me the chance to watch a daughter mother lesbian scene, fuck yeah I'll take it. I watched in complete awe as Amy did as she was told. In her stoned trance she outstretched her hands and put them on her mother's ass. She put them palm down and rubbed her mother's ass with her fingers spread apart, then she raised her palms so just her finger tips were touching her mother's panties and rubbed them in circles around her ass cheeks. "Oh Hank they feel so slick and slippery, like I could skate on them. These panties are some of the satin ones mom bought." "Very good Amy, now put your hands between your mothers legs and feel the crotch of her panty where it covers her pussy, tell me how hot it is and if it feels wet. Brenda, spread your legs so your daughter can get a better feel of your panty covered pussy." Oh man what a sight; my eyes were glued to the juncture of Brenda's torso and legs as her daughter reached her fingers towards her mother's pussy. Brenda for once didn't hesitate and spread her legs, actually wider than they had to be, but in doing so exposed even more of her panty covered cunt to her daughter's fingers. "Wow, Hank, is she ever hot, there's like a ten degree difference between the way her panty felt on her ass and the way they feel on her pussy. Hey, she is wet too, her panties aren't as slick here." Because Brenda's back was to me and Amy's hand was blocking my view I couldn't see where she was feeling. "Turn around Brenda, I want to see where your daughter is touching you," I almost exploded in anticipation, just barely able to keep a lid on both my excitement and my cock. When Brenda faced me I could see the indentation in her panties where her daughter had fingered her. I now saw Amy put her fingers back and begin running them once again over her mother's panty covered mound, down over her pussy lips and ending at her panty covered ass hole. We both saw Brenda's body shake. Her daughter just gave her an orgasm. That was enough for me. "Amy, I'm about to cum, kneel in front of me and we can show your mother how much you like to swallow my sperm, she's actually awake for once." With no hesitation whatsoever, Amy was on her knees in front of me with her mouth open waiting for me to explode into it. I looked up to see Brenda rubbing her clit through her panties. She didn't notice my look because she was too busy staring wide eyed at her daughter. I looked back down so I could see where I was aiming and unloaded into Amy's mouth. She eagerly accepted it as I shot wad after wad; when I had finished shooting off and with a big grin on her face Amy looked at her mother and made a big show out of swallowing. She then opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue, showing her mother she had swallowed it all. Brenda had to be lost in her own fog, because for once she didn't freak or react negatively, and not only that she continued to rub her clit openly in front of us and then came as Amy and I watched. I was making progress. "Okay, Amy why don't you go put on something that you got for leisure time. While you're changing I'm going to get your mother high." Amy turned and scampered back upstairs to get another outfit. "Brenda, come sit on my lap, you must be a little tired after just having had an orgasm from your daughters and then your own fingers." Brenda's face turned red, I was getting used to the hue, but she barely hesitated before settling sidesaddle across my legs. I fished out a new joint and lit it up. Brenda had smoked some in college so she knew the ropes and had eight or nine tokes before Amy reappeared at the top of the stairs. I did a wolf whistle when I saw her. She had on black Mary Jane shoes, brown leg warmers that went up to the middle of her thighs, and a rose colored ruffled skirt that ended a couple of inches above them. Her top was a thin, white, wife beater t shirt that was almost see through; I could see the discoloration her areolas made. When she raised her skirt so I could see her panties my limp dick got a jolt. She was wearing bright red panties, boy short style made of lace. They looked sexy as hell on her as they hugged her teenage figure. I unbuttoned Brenda's coat and slipped a finger up to her left nipple. Just as I suspected, it was erect and hard, very hard. I touched the other one and felt Brenda shiver. "Lean back against me Brenda, I want to finger fuck you while we watch your sexy minx of a daughter model the clothes she plans on wearing when she goes out on a date. Can you imagine what some horny boy is gonna think when he sees her wearing that outfit? He's gonna want to instantly put his teenage dick into her pussy." I used one hand to pull her panties out of the way while sticking two fingers of the other into her very wet snatch. Brenda had another orgasm as she felt them invade her tunnel. "God Amy, you look sexy in those clothes." "Thank you Hank, but this is one of the tamer ones, remember you said to wear the longer skirts first? Well this is my longest." My cock jumped again, wow, if this skirt was her longest I wondered what she considered short. She stood in front of us and I offered her some more pot. She took several more tokes and never once coughed. "Your daughter never smoked pot before, but she's handling it like a pro, Brenda, she's a natural pot head. How do you feel Amy?" "Like I'm floating and everything is going in slow motion and my body is tingling. I like it, I like it a lot." "Good for you, now I've got an idea that I think you will like a lot too. Brenda, I want you to do to Amy what Amy did to you. Go, feel her up, tell me how her panties feel and how her pussy feels." We were making progress, Brenda instantly got up, walked to her daughter and put her hands on Amy's ass. She spread her fingertips and rubbed her daughters butt. "They..." she started "What's they, Brenda? If you're referring to Amy's panties then say her panties." "Her panties," Brenda forced out, "feel rather rough because they are made of lace, and have a texture to them. I can't believe how tight and hard her ass cheeks are." "Oh for the body of a teenager eh Brenda?" "Yes," I heard her sigh wistfully. "Hey, don't worry babe, you have an incredible body yourself and once you get used to showing it off you're gonna see how many women will be jealous of you." "He's right you know mom, if I can make a deal that I will look like you when I'm your age I'd do it in a heartbeat." I could kiss Amy, somehow she knows just the right thing to say and when to say it. "Brenda how does her pussy feel?" "Hot," she answered, "and wet, oh my god, Amy your panties are soaking wet." Now it was Amy's turn to turn red and not say anything. I laughed "Okay, Brenda why don't you go put on something you know I will like, and Amy you go put on your shortest skirt, I'm dying to see what it's like." When they left I went to the kitchen for a stiff drink and to settle my nerves; this was turning into quite the show. I wondered how far and how fast I could push the two stoned females in my control. I downed two quick shots of scotch and returned to my seat. I didn't have to wait much longer. Brenda and Amy appeared wearing the same outfits; a halter top that exposed almost all of their breasts and a short wispy skirt made of some kind of synthetic material that weighs next to nothing and floats in the wind like a butterfly. Brenda's was long enough that it covered the dark bands of her thigh highs, Amy's was long enough to barely cover her panties; in fact I could see them under her skirt as she stood at the top of the steps. They both wore strap on 6 inch high stiletto shoes. "Wow, Amy, I can see your panties from down here, do you have many skirts that short?" "Nine or ten," she replied, "do you like it?" "Like it? I love it. I can't wait to take you out; you're going to be able to flash your panties without trying. I'm glad you are wearing stockings, Brenda, your legs look best when encased in dark nylons." "It was Amy's idea, she said I would really turn men on by letting them get a glimpse of bare thigh above a stocking top while I also show off my panties." "Amy you impress me more and more. Oh man, you two are incredible, now come to me, I want to see you closer. Amy you don't have to raise your skirt just yet, I want to see how far down the steps you get before your skirt will cover your panties. Brenda please raise yours." I had a sharp intake of breath as Brenda revealed her panties; she was wearing a thong, a very tiny thong. It was a piece of cloth held over her pussy by a string around her waist and that was about it, and it just barely covered her pussy lips. About half way down the steps I lost sight of Amy's panties so I asked her to raise her skirt. She was wearing a thong also, but hers had more cloth to it, which was a bright white shiny material. When they stopped in front of me I could see the material of their skirts was semitransparent, I could make out the dark bands of Brenda's stockings and the general outline of Amy's panties; Brenda's panties were too skimpy to show through. They demonstrated how flimsy it was too when they made their turns; even though they moved slowly it was enough to cause the hems of their skirts to flare out. In Amy's case I could see all of her panties and her bare stomach; with Brenda I could see the bottom few inches of her bare ass in back and a brief glimpse of the cloth covering her pussy lips. Those skirts didn't stand a chance in even the mildest of breezes. I took my once again hardening cock in my hand and began stroking it. Here goes nothing I thought to myself "Amy, you should have really sensitive touch in your fingers from the pot you smoked, why don't you put a couple of them in your mother's pussy and tell me what you feel." I heard a sharp intake of air from Brenda, but she said nothing. Amy didn't move for a second, then got a big grin on her face and knelt in front of her mother. She reached out with her left hand and moved the cloth from in front of her mother's pussy lips, then held out the index finger of her right hand and put it up Brenda's cunt. Brenda's knees immediately buckled as she orgasmed. I sprang from the chair and grabbed her under her arms so she wouldn't fall. I continued to hold her and told Amy "Continue finger fucking her Amy, put another finger in her and rub her clit with your thumb. Amy did as I asked and Brenda's body shook in my arms as she came again. "Now turn your fingers over and feel her upper pussy walls, like you would if you ran your tongue over the upper inside of your mouth. Now your sensitive fingers should feel a slightly different texture of her skin than the rest of her pussy, it's about the size of a quarter." "Oh yes, I feel it, that's her g spot isn't it?" I didn't have to answer, Brenda did it for me by having another orgasm, this one powerful enough that she once again was dead meat in my arms; it seems I will have to get used to her passing out after huge orgasms. I sprawled her into the chair and looked down at her rag doll shaped body. God she was beautiful in my eyes, so soft, so feminine, so vulnerable and soooo mine. I had wanted her to suck her daughter's pussy but that was out of the question now. "Amy. Let's go to bed, I want to eat your pussy while you suck my cock" "Ummm sounds good to me, let's go." END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 73