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Subject: {ASSM} Amy with cream (M/Ff, humil)
Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2001 07:10:02 -0500
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A follow up to a tale I wrote a little while back.  It is work of fiction 
intended for adults, need I say more ...


We lay in bed.  I lay idly looking at the ceiling while Claire, arms propped 
up on a pillow was reading a battered paperback novel.

"I've got a good idea !" Claire sounded chirpy and began to relate her 
latest brainstorm with her usual enthusiasm.  She had decided that Amy 
should do more to help out around the house, a kind of earn her allowance 
sort of scheme.  I think she had got the idea from the trashy novel she was 
reading that involved some poor downtrodden servant girl in nineteenth 
century England.  She explained the general idea, which sounded to me like 
cleaning duties, and proposed that the following weekend Amy would start to 
take on more responsibility.  I hesitated to say that Amy already did a lot 
of the things that Claire seemed to feel might benefit her but sometimes it 
was easier to just agree and let her get on with things.  I was going to be 
away for a large part of the following week working and I imagined I'd hear 
very little more about the scheme.  Claire had a habit of devising schemes 
late at night that seldom saw the light of day.

I slid my hand under the covers and down Claire's back, across her naked 
bottom and between her legs.

"How about you be my servant girl for a while ?"

"My, my, you're being a bit presumptuous, but I guess a servant girl doesn't 
have a lot of choice,"  she gave a girly giggle as she put the book to one 
side.

................................................

Working away from home was always a drag and that particular week was no 
exception.  It was quite late on Friday that I got back. I think my mood was 
even worse because no sooner had I returned from a week away and Claire was 
due to be away visiting her sister next week.   I showered and changed and 
started to feel a little more human again.  Claire had put on a slinky red 
dress and fixed a bizarre cocktail that was blue, tasted sweet and seemed to 
have a deadly kick to it.  I sat in the living room sipping Claire's 
cocktail creation when Amy made an appearance.  I have come to expect some 
slightly strange twists to the relationship between Claire and her daughter 
Amy and since our marriage a couple of years back I have on occasions been 
surprised.  Nevertheless I lost my breath momentarily upon seeing the 
costume that Amy wore.  She nervously approached with another glass of the 
blue dynamite in her hand wearing a very severely tailored black dress.  It 
resembled a corset with a frilly bit on the bottom that did a very poor job 
of covering the black panties that she wore underneath.  The bodice, which 
might more accurately describe the top of the dress, pushed in Amy's already 
slim figure and pushed her breasts to a point where she was almost exploding 
out of the top.  Her arms and shoulders were bare.  I was speechless and I 
imagine was staring rather obviously. Amy who was moving rather awkwardly 
put the drink down and offered an explanation.

"Mom thinks it is a good idea if I wear this while I work, I don't like it 
very much but she says I've got to .."

Claire walked in, drink in hand and smiling broadly.  "You like Amy's work 
clothes ?  We had a bit of trouble with it, I don't think you're quite 
convinced are you dear ?  I must admit it was a bit smaller than I imagined 
it might be. It might need a bit of adjustment.  Lift your arms up dear."

"Do I have to ?"  Amy's voice took on a pleading tone.

"Don't be silly, it's just a bit of fun."  Claire still smiled but replied 
in a serious tone.

Amy stood still for a moment and then slowly started to raise her arms.  It 
became fairly obvious what would happen although she moved in slow motion as 
if to avoid the inevitable.  As her hands reached head height there was the 
briefest view of the tops of her nipples.  She stopped and looked towards 
Claire.

"Keep going."  Claire was enjoying the sight as Amy started to look a little 
flushed.

The bodice then gave up the pretence of containing Amy's tits as she quite 
literally popped out of her dress.  She wasn't a big breasted girl but 
certainly not small and made quite a sight for sore eyes as her tits bounced 
to attention.  She quickly lowered her arms to cover herself.

"Not so fast young lady."  Claire looked over to me.  "How do you like them, 
in or out ?"

I raised my glass.  "Amy you look splendid ! I think the new uniform is a 
fine idea."

Claire laughed before prompting Amy.  "Well ?"

"Thankyou Sir."  Amy replied.

"Very good.  You see, I said it was a good idea."  Claire looked pleased 
with herself and I had to admit that her latest scheme was looking like 
something of a hit. "Off you go young lady, cover yourself up while you get 
the food."

Amy simultaneously headed for the door while pulling the dress up to cover 
herself.

Claire sat down beside me and grabbing me between the legs her face broke 
into a big grin.   Hmmm, I knew you'd love it, it took me all week to find 
that dress.  She sat back and sipped her drink.

The dining table was set for two with candles.  Claire had arrived home from 
work earlier that day and put together a very fine meal.  It was now Amy's 
job dressed in her scanty working outfit to serve everything up. She hurried 
about in a cautious fashion trying to preserve a little dignity and keep 
herself within the confines of her dress.  It became apparent that she was 
fighting a losing battle and the more she pulled and adjusted the top of the 
dress the less it seemed to retain it's shape.  The bottom half of the 
outfit was hardly any more modest.  The skirt was ridiculously short and 
pleated in such a way as to stick out emphasising the narrow waist and 
showing to good effect and almost in their entirety the black panties that 
she wore.  With her very gorgeous and lightly tanned legs she made the 
perfect waitress.

Claire kept asking Amy to fill up the glasses of wine on the table.  
Eventually and inevitably some drips of wine form the neck of the bottle hit 
the table cloth.

"I think you're getting a bit sloppy young lady."  Claire put on a 
exaggerated stern tone. "I think maybe that dress is getting in the way.  
One more slip and you'll be working naked !!"  Amy very quickly mumbled an 
apology before quickly leaving towards the kitchen.

We talked about all manner of things before Claire paused a moment as if 
struggling to decide whether to say something.

"I've an idea for next week I'd like you to consider while I'm away.  I've 
already spoken to Amy about it."  Claire smiled and left it at that as Amy 
returned with some water and  a second bottle of wine.  It was painful to 
watch just how careful she was trying to be so a not to spill any or 
otherwise cause any upset.  Filling Claire's glass she she then leaned 
across the table to fill mine.  As she did so she lost the struggle to stay 
in the dress, both nipples popping out of the top of the bodice.  As she 
pulled back the almost full bottle of wine splashed across the table.

"Put the bottle on the table and come with me."  Claire was clearly thrilled 
to see the mishap and standing from her seat she marched Amy out of the 
room.  Won't be a minute she said as she turned and gave a wink before 
leaving the room.

A few minutes later Claire returned.  I think you'll appreciate the change, 
she said as she sat back down.  Amy followed.  I had been mistaken that the 
dress was all in one.  The top of he outfit had now disappeared leaving Amy 
naked from the waist up.  Her tits bobbing slightly as she walked into the 
room.  She still wore the micro skirt and panties but somehow could not have 
looked better had she been totally naked.  With their natural youthful 
enthusiasm her tits seemed to stand to attention all on their own.

"I think you should also show your other little surprise young lady."

Amy stood motionless, her eyes looking downward.  "Please, not now she 
murmured with little conviction."

"I'll not ask again,"  Claire replied with more than a hint of irritation in 
her voice.

Without raising her eyes Amy lifted the skirt and placing her hands in the 
sides of the panties slid them down her legs and stepped out of them.  As 
she stood back up the dress was insufficient to cover the surprise that 
became apparent.

"Lift the dress dear so that we can see you," Claire instructed.

Amy pulled the dress upward to give a clear view of a very severely trimmed, 
in fact almost completely shaven pussy.  She stood holding the little black 
dress baring all.

"Doesn't she look cute ?" Claire laughed as she said it.  "Off you go and 
get the dessert."  On that Amy turned and quickly left the room in her now 
briefest of outfits, her bottom still tantalisingly visible beneath the 
immodest hemline of the skirt.

I turned to Claire.  "You are wicked, sexy as well I admit, but definitely 
very wicked !"

Amy returned with a bowl of strawberries that she placed on the table 
although it wasn't the fruit that I wanted to get my lips around.  The 
gently swaying of her breasts was mesmerising as she placed the bowl on the 
table and put two plates to one side.

"I think you've forgotten something," Claire raised her eyebrows in 
disapproval.  "What about the cream ?"

With a look of shock Amy rushed out of the room and returned with a small 
bowl of thick whipped cream.  Claire took it from her and spooned some onto 
her own plate.

"Would you like some ?" she asked looking across at me "I got the cream 
especially."

"Just a little,"  and as I replied Claire motioned Amy to her. Instead of 
passing the bowl she took a spoon from the table and scooped out a portion 
of the thick cream.

"Come here sweetie.  Put your arms down by your sides and push those cute 
kitties out for me."

As Amy stood in front of her Claire started to spoon the cream onto Amy's 
tits.  She placed two large spoonfuls, one on each breast.  The cream 
started to run down her tits and across the nipples.

"Don't spill any dear, lift yourself up."

Amy despite the shock and humiliation, perhaps fearing the consequences, 
placed her hands under her tits and pushed herself up, trying to stop the 
dripping of the cream from the tips of her nipples.

"Of you go."  Claire directed her towards me.

I turned in my seat so that Amy was able to stand in front of me and taking 
her slim waist in my hands I pulled her towards me.  She was forced to lower 
her shoulders and push herself out, offering her cream covered tits to my 
mouth.  I took as much of one of her tits in my mouth as I could and sucked 
at the delicious combination of the cream and her pert breasts, my lips 
sucking towards her nipple where I lingered  flicking my tongue to cause her 
to harden before giving her a gentle bite.  On her other breast I licked 
only with my tongue, lapping up the cream as it ran down her smooth tight 
skin.

"Come back here," ordered Claire and held the bowl of cream out.  Amy 
momentarily confused looked to the table for a spoon.

"No hands," Claire scolded and held the bowl out.  Amy lowered herself and 
guided one of her tits into the bowl before lifting herself to reveal her 
nipple dripping with cream.  Still holding herself she turned and stepped 
back towards me.

I sat back after licking the last drop from Amy's tits.  She still stood in 
front of me offering herself. unsure whether or not to stand away.

"Stand straight and lift your skirt would you," I instructed, "I'm very 
impressed just how neat you look.  Still if you will go dropping your 
panties you want to look your best."  Amy glanced across to Claire as if for 
approval before standing and taking hold of the hem of her skirt and lifting 
to show her newly and severely trimmed pussy.  I ran my eyes up and down her 
young body, aroused by her nakedness as well as the humiliation that showed 
on her face.  I placed my hand between her legs and delighted as she pulled 
back trying to preserve a little of her dignity.

"You know better than that," I chided her as she reluctantly moved herself 
forward placing herself back onto my hand.  I rubbed her gently feeling the 
newly trimmed and sensitive skin.  Pushing my hand further between her legs 
she was forced to open herself wider.  I let the tips of my fingers linger 
on the lips of her pussy before taking my hand away.

Meanwhile Claire had picked up the now empty bottle of wine and was looking 
at it with theatrical concern.  "I think we need to open another bottle of 
wine now that you've poured half of it over the table" she said, raising her 
eyebrows in Amy's direction and causing the poor girl to visibly wilt before 
her.  "Come over here,"  Claire had stood up and ordered Amy to join her on 
the other side of the table.  She shook the remaining meagre contents of the 
wine bottle into her glass.  "I think I've thought of a punishment to fit 
the crime," she said in a mischievous tone.  Clearing a space she took Amy 
by her arm and directed her to stand in front of the table before pushing 
her forward so that she now leaned across the table, resting on her elbows.

"Now open wide," she instructed tapping Amy's legs with the empty bottle and 
pulling the short skirt onto her back to display her naked bottom.

"Please I'll do what you said, I will, honest."  Amy pleaded although I 
wasn't quite sure what she meant.  Claire ignored her and waited as she 
shuffled her feet wider apart.

"Now relax," said Claire and placed the neck of the wine bottle between 
Amy's legs.  As the glass touched the lips of her pussy she let out a gasp 
much to the obvious amusement of Claire who gave me a broad smile.

Not wishing to miss the spectacle I stood and walked around the table to get 
a less obstructed view.  Amy obediently remained bent forward over the table 
with her cute bottom still framed by the skirt pulled onto her back.  She 
had spread her legs exposing herself to the attentions of the bottle which 
Claire now teased her with.

"Now sit yourself back and show us what a good girl you can be."  Claire was 
clearly enjoying herself.

"I think you might want to pull yourself open a little to help," I added.

"What a terribly good idea," Claire looked pleased.

"Please don't" Amy whimpered before leaning herself onto the table, reaching 
her hands behind her and tentatively pulling herself open to the attentions 
of the bottle.

"You can do better than that," Claire encouraged.  "Now on you go."

Amy started to push herself onto the bottle without a great deal of success. 
  Claire did little to assist, enjoying the spectacle of the poor girl 
trying to slide back from the table.

"She seems to be struggling, let me help," I said.  I took the bowl of thick 
cream from the table and dipped my index finger in. Claire took the bottle 
away.

"Open wide," I instructed and as Amy pulled herself open I wiped the thick 
cream across the open lips of her pussy taking the time to circle my finger, 
stroking her tight opening and flicking the tip of my finger across her 
partly exposed clitoris.

Claire held the bottle to her again and waited.  Amy was fully aware what 
was required and she started to ease herself back onto the neck of the 
bottle.  This time Claire helped, working the bottle into her.  Amy silently 
endured the humiliation and pushed further, taking the neck of the wine 
bottle right inside her.

"Very good," Claire said as she started to work the bottle rhythmically in 
and out of Amy's creamy pussy.  "Not really a punishment at all, I'm sure 
your starting to enjoy this," she laughed.
I couldn't help but walk around the opposite side of the table.  The 
expression on Amy's face was quite a sight.

Up  you get I told her as I took her shoulder and lifted her.  With her 
hands still behind her she struggled slightly but supporting her hips on the 
edge of the table she was able to lift herself while remaining bent forward. 
I took her tits in my hands and started to fondle her, lifting and stroking 
her before pulling her nipples forward so that she let out a gasp of 
discomfort.  All the while Claire eased the bottle in and out.

"We'd better be careful we don't want to make you sore.  We wouldn't want 
that would we sweetie?"  Claire continued.  "I've decided that next week 
Amy's going to be the lady of the house.  Isn't that right dear."  Amy 
nodded her ascent as I continued to amuse myself with her tits and Claire 
fucked her with the bottle.  "While I'm away Amy's offered to take over the 
wifely duties, isn't that right dear?" Amy somewhat reluctantly nodded again 
and I momentarily stopped as I realised just what Claire had in mind.  
"You'd like something more than a bottle after all, wouldn't you sweetie?"

Claire pulled the bottle away and I stood back as Amy stood her head bowed 
and with her arms across her tits to cover herself she had started to cry 
silently.  Her shoulders heaving slightly as she fought to retain some 
composure.

"Off you go to your room," Claire slapped her gently on her bottom to usher 
her towards the door. "We'll be up to see you shortly."

"Well what do you think of my little idea now ?"  Claire had a broad grin on 
her face.  She pulled a chair away from table and sat down.

"You're a mind reader" I replied, "I think I'm going to enjoy this plan of 
yours."

"It's not your mind that gives it away," she said glancing down at my 
obvious excitement.  She laughed and reached across to the table for the 
cream. Lifting herself from the chair she pulled her dress up on her hips. 
Although a long dress it was split up the side and she was able to pull it 
to one side revealing her nakedness beneath.  She sat back on the edge of 
the seat and spread her legs wide apart.  She scooped some of the cream from 
the bowl and slowly wiped it between her legs.

"How about another helping ? I hope you're not full yet she said," piercing 
me with her gorgeous blue eyes and the merest hint of a smile.

"There's always room for just a little more"  I knelt in front of her and as 
she pulled her legs wider apart I licked.  The cream mixing with Claire's 
juices tasted very sweet indeed.  I played my tongue inside her as she 
pushed her hips forward.  Pulling the straps of the the dress from her 
shoulders she pulled the dress away to allow her to play with her nipples as 
I eagerly ate from her.  Pulling her from the chair I lay her on the floor.  
She took her knees in her hands and pulled her legs wide as I lapped at her 
pussy. The antics with Amy had excited both of us and Claire started to arch 
her back with eagerness.  With short gasps she started to rock her hips and 
as my tongue stroked inside her she started to build herself to orgasm.  My 
head spun as I licked at her and with the thought of Amy still echoing in my 
head Claire stretched her legs wide as she came to a climax.

"After all that cream I think a taste of wine would be nice she purred.  I'm 
sure Amy would like to get started with her duties before I go away and I'd 
love to supervise her first session !"



An original tale from Kim, your comments and ideas to kysaq@hotmail.com 
gratefully received.


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