naughty mother, even naughter daughter – story 2

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naughty mother, even naughter daughter – story 2As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies – you choose which you think they are! If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I’ll tell you more than I can put here!Seeing as you are about to have a solar eclipse tomorrow (20.3.15), I’m reminded of the last one we had in the UK, 1999.Pam, I and her daughter drove off to the south coast together to see it. It was a long day away in each others company and we need a bit of space between us and her after the event.On the Thursday we spent most of the morning in bed, recovering fro the long drive the day before. The Friday Pam went back into work and rang home to ask her daughter to be out Friday night, to give Pam and I a bit of time together. Surprisingly enough she agreed.So on a sunny Friday evening we got out our cycles and rode along the old railway bed to the next village and had a few delicious pints of cider. Riding back the sun was setting and we were nicely lubricated. Coming back to the house we could see it was in darkness. Going in around the back way, I dumped the bikes and Pam made us a coffee. It was such a warm night Pam decided that we have our coffee outside. She sat on the back step and pulled her legs up tight to her chest. Her skirt lifted up to her knees giving me a superb up skirt view. I walked back to the centre of the garden and just stood there admiring the view. Her calf’s were pulled tight, and with her knees together her nickers crimpled up in a bunch between her thighs, highlighting the pout of her pussy.As she talked to me I just stood there, staring, thinking to myself how fuckable she was, and Pam suddenly shouted out at me and broke me from my imaginations.“What are you doing?” She said“thinking how lucky I am” I said, and then she smiled and I had to come out with the truth, “and looking at your lovely legs and pussy and thinking I so much want to bury my face in there and fuck the living daylights out of you”Pam laughed. “You are so naughty” she said,“lets make love on the lawn” I said. It wouldn’t have been the first time we did that and Pam loved to be taken in the great outdoors, but this time she just shrugged a no with her shoulders. Then she dropped a hand to reach in under her gusset and pulled the crumpled up material to one side, exposing the pinkest of pink lips.“you want this?” she said“Ooh, bloody right I do”. I said“Show me then?, Pam teased, “I’m just not giving it away you know”“You want me to get me cock out?” I asked.“well you reckon you want it, lets see how much you do” smiled Pam. She was being a real flirt.“well you show me how much you want it then” I tried to come back with, and with that Pam stood up, skirt falling down, show over. I was gutted. For a moment I thought that I’d pissed her off and canlı bahis siteleri that was the end of it. But no! Pam turned around, bent completely over and flicked up her skirt so I had an unobstructed view of her beautiful round arse. Sadly cover by semi transparent nickers, but actually they just heightened the view.I steeped forward wanting to ram in behind Pam, but she stood back upright, bolt upright.“No, no, back to where you were my lad, this is a show for you and if I don’t see you cock pointing skywards it will be a short one!” Pam saidSo what was I to do, step back of course.Pam retook the same position, this time with her legs slightly apart. With her skirt hitched up and the light of the back door illuminating her bottom I watched as she run her hand up and down her inner thigh. Man it was such a sexy sight.Every now and then she’d flick in a finger and touch herself. When she did she’d let out a loud cry of glee. She’d also describe how wet she was becoming and asked if she should slip in a finger. Of course I said yes, and she did at my bidding..“I’m dripping’ she’d said. “my nickers are becoming soaking wet” and then she’d slip her finger forward and touch her clit. “Oh god that feels so good – are you hard yet?”Am I hard, what a stupid question. I was iron bar rigid.Then Pam wriggled a finger in each leg and pulled her nickers down to the floor. I could see her pink lips parting as she returned to tracing her slit.I so wanted to come behind her now and shag her senseless.Pam stood up, shuffled around to face me, and said, “well then, lets see it, lets see how hard you are”I unzipped myself, popped my top button, dropped my trousers and pants, and stepped out of them. The warm night air had no effect on my erection. It stood out showing Pam how much I appreciated the show.“Humm, not bad” teased Pam, as she sat down to adopt her same pose as the one that set off this chain of events.“so you like this do you?” asked Pam as she pulled up her legs to under her chin and squeezed her knees together, pushing forward her mound and making her pink lips stand proud of their soft public hair cage.“TO DAM RIGHT I DO” I shouted. “shish” said Pam, you don’t want the neighbours to know.“they can’t see us” I replied.“good”, said Pam, “because I have a show for you”, and she reached around with a hand and started to trace out her pussy, just running in the very tip of her fingers, which made her shudder.“throw me you nickers” I begged Pam, and she reached forward and threw them high. They landed behind me and as I turned to pick them up and watch Pam and her show it was then I noticed that in her daughters bedroom there was the faintest of glows. A light was on in that room, and neither Pam or I noticed it when we came home. The curtains were closed, but it was so dark now that you couldn’t see if someone was in the window or not.The though of her daughter watching me, again, excited me even canlı casino more.“What are you going to do with my nickers?” asked Pam, “wank off in them like the naughty boy you are” she teasingly continued,“No”, I replied, “I want to smell you, see how wet you say you were” and I lifted them to my face. The smell of Pam’s pussy filled the delicate fabric. It was still warm and the aroma filled the space around my nose. I had to burry myself in it and covered my nose completely so that the only thing I could do was breath in her musty smell.This had an immediate effect on Pam who reached up higher from her wet entrance to her womanhood and flicked at her clit, which had been pushed upwards and out from his secretive hood. As I breathed in huge gulps of her smell I could hear Pam moaning at this sight.I of course also thought that should someone be watching us from the safety of her bedroom, then it would be very likely that she too would be getting excited at this sight.“I’ve never seen anyone do that before” said Pam, and I looked up to see her making little circles around her swollen blub.Taking the moment further I placed she wet gusset to my lips and run it along my lips. “moist” I said, “very moist” and pushed it further into my mouth. It was indeed moist, well more like wet, as Pam had been dripping pussy juice for some time I think.“Oh my” said Pam as she started to cum.“stop right there” I commanded, “stop what you are doing, I have a surprise for you”Pam did as instructed. I turned around and went down the garden to a small raised bed of veg that we were growing. Looking for what I though would be the biggest, I pulled a carrot. Not too long by quite stumpy.Walking back Pam saw what was in my hand and said, “oh now, that is not” I cut her short, “oh yes is is” I affirmed, and washed it under the outdoor tap.As I leaned forward I kissed Pam’s neck and said that if she did I’d fill her nickers for her. She made a grab for my bobbing cock but I pulled back to my original position and told Pam to begin.“I’ve never done this before” she said, “It’s just another dildo, pull it in Pam” I replied.She sat there with her legs apart a bit, The smaller part of the carrot easily slipped in. Pam exclaimed“ooh it’s so cold”“Pam!” I exclaimed back, “Push it in”“and wet” She said“Well that’s because I just washed it, now Pam, push it in”She did as directed and as it went deeper it pushed aside her lips wide.I looked up to the bedroom window. The dim light had now disappeared, turned off no doubt. This meant one of two things. She was in bed trying to sleep, or she was window side of the curtains, standing back a bit in the darkness, watching me breathe in Pam’s scent from her nickers, watching me rub the wetness of her nickers on my lips, and all whilst fingering her young pussy.This thought and the sight before me made me rampant, I held Pam’s nickers tight over my helmet and the semi transparent kaçak casino fabric felt rough on my delicate skin. Rubbing it from side to side made me quiver and shake. It was too much but I was unable to stop.“tell me Pam, tell me how it feels” I tried to hold back my mounting orgasm by asking Pam to describe her feelings“it’s so cold”, she said, “but nice. I can feel it inside ne, but it’s when it stretches me wide, that’s just so good”“you like being spread open then?” I asked, knowing that our conversation was surely behind overheard by her daughter“yes”, sighed Pam“tell me more” I demanded“ I love the way it’s inflexible, it tugs and pulls at me from the inside. I can feel it pushing into my back and that’s pulling down my clit” Pam said“how wet are you?” I asked“I’m so wet,” Pam answered“so can you push it all the way in”“I’m not sure. I don’t want it to break off inside me””it won’t, push it in further Pam” I instructed, and with that Pam did as she was told. She also screamed out.“what’s wrong” I asked, with some genuine concern as it was a proper scream“Oh my god” replied Pam, I can feel my clit being pulled back into me, I can feel my clit rubbing against my lips….this is so “ Pam didn’t finish the sentence, she kept pushing in and out the carrot.This sight before me, and the feeling of rubbing off in her nickers, was too much. I let out a yell to tell Pam I was coming and her nickers acted as a strainer as I spunked not once, not twice not three times but four times.I was spent and still shaking when I reckon I saw the curtain move. Perhaps Pam’s daughter wanted to get a better look and leaned forward, perhaps she to was cuming listening to her mam and seeing me shoot some out. So I fell to my knees, fawning a collapse in sexual excitement.Pam was to focused on her own experience to have noticed, as her eyes were firmly shut and her face locked in a grimace as she shuddered to a shattering orgasm of her own.Unlike me her collapse was genuine. She fell backwards, crashing onto the kitchen floor. The carrot plopped out and Pam’s pussy quivered itself slowly from being a gapping hole to a small pea sized opening.Shuffling forward I went to touch this magnificent sight and she slapped my hand away. There was no after play. Pam was spent, I was spent. I lay besides her for a while and said bed, and she nodded. We climbed up each other, locked up, and made for the stairs.Pam went ahead of me and I left her pussy juice and spunk stained nickers on the kitchen table, knowing that someone else would be there in the morning to pick them up, and who knows smell them herself, or perhaps even add to them.The next morning Pam and I got up late. Her daughter was in the lounge and Pam asked her what time she’d gotten home.“late. I think you guys must have been out still, or already in bed”, she saidPam asked me what I had done with her nickers and I lied saying that I left them outside. They certainly weren’t where I’d left them, on the kitchen table. Pam went outside to look for them and came back in and whispered in my ear, “they are not outside”.“don’t worry, I’ll find them” I saidHer daughter asked if anything was wrong, Who was teasing who?

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