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Mrs. James Wentworth Preston  - Chapter 48 - Let's Go Shopping!

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Story Prolog <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
My name is Justine and my stories are about my wonderful family and 
friends.  We, that's James, my husband of 20 years, and I, live in 
small-town USA.  We enjoy wonderful sexy times with my son, Junior, 
he's nineteen and goes to College, and Maryann, she's eighteen years 
old and just finished high school.  She's just laying around our pool 
this summer getting a nice all over tan.  She sure can get a tan.  Her 
blonde hair, hot body, and sexy smile along with the deep tan make her 
a wet dream cum true for both men and women.  My daughter is a *fox*.

In this story, it's Monday Afternoon and Junior is getting excited 
about going to dinner with Emily, his sweetheart from college,  
Maryann and I go to the stockbroker's to pick up the Sunday's Smiles 
Group's account papers, and Maryann goes to Suzzane's Spa and 
Shoppes to try and get a job.

I hope you enjoy the story.  If you missed any previous chapters, 
you'll find them in the archive at ASSTR.  If you have difficulty in 
finding them, send me a note and I'll give you some simple search 
instructions.
>>>>>>>>>>>> Thanks for reading my stories <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Mrs. James Wentworth Preston <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

Mrs James Wentworth Preston

Chapter 48

Lets Go Shopping


Billy Joe had his feet propped up on a vacant desk in the engineering 
area of Preston Corporation.  He was chatting on the telephone with 
his lover Maryann, giving her the directions to the brokerage house to 
pick up the papers for Junior to sign.  Billy Joe didn't have an 
assigned office or desk at the facility.  He just used his truck and 
wireless telephones to keep in touch.  He liked to move around and use 
vacant desks where ever he found them.  He knew everybody at Preston 
and thought it was a good idea to have a 'safety presence' all around 
the offices and plant.  He especially liked to sit at this particular 
desk in engineering.  The fellow at the next desk was a geek computer 
wizard/materials engineer and had all ready developed two security 
designs that were saving Preston really big bucks in copyright 
infringement issues.  Besides, if he hung out in Sylvia's or Kelly's 
areas, he'd get horny and sexed up,  unable to keep his mind on work.

"Hey Matthew," Billy Joe called out to the geek working at his desk, 
"Can I get you a coffee?"

"No thanks Billy Joe.  I just finished a cup and I got to keep my 
nerves steady for the proof of this materials analysis.  I'll take a 
rain check!"

Billy Joe stood and stretched.  His wireless telephone rang and Billy 
Joe answered to his boss's voice.

"And a happy Monday morning to you too Sylvia!" Billy Joe replied.  He 
listened for a while and said, "Okay!  I'll be right up.  I'm going to 
stop and get some coffee.  Would you like a cup?  Oh!  That's a good 
idea.  I'll meet you there.  Sure, no problem!"

"What's up?" Matthew asked when Billy Joe disconnected.

"Sylvia has a rough draft of the new Corporate offices and wants to 
show them to me in the break area of the cafeteria.  Want to have a 
look?  That's why she wants to meet there, instead of in her office.  
Come on, your eyes are getting that fuzzy look from studying all those 
material analyses."

Matthew agreed and they went out toward the break area to meet up with 
Sylvia.

*************************

Back at the house, Maryann had finished her shower, eaten her 
breakfast with Mom, and was putting on her lipstick for their shopping 
trip for the family Hawaiian vacation clothes.   Maryann needed to 
talk to Geri and Keri at Suzzane's; she wanted a job!  She and Mom had 
agreed that they would shop until mid-afternoon, return home, then 
Maryann could have the car to go to Suzzane's to apply for a job after 
they got back from vacation.

'Damn!  I need a car!' Maryann thought.  'I'll get Mom to stop at that 
Volkswagen dealer.  If she likes the new Beetle, I'll ask Dad for one.  
I wish Junior would choose a car; I'd rather he get his first!  He's 
been so busy, but I bet if I decide, he'll make a decision too!'

With a happy smile, Maryann went to her closet to pick out a skirt and 
top for clothes shopping.  She and her Mom had agreed to go bra-less; 
anything they bought had to let them go bra-less.  They were only 
going to wear thong panties with short skirts and sexy tops.  She 
chose a short Jean skirt and a white crop top that showed four inches 
of her flat belly above her skirt waist.  She eyed herself in the 
mirror; if she flipped her hips, her skirt too flipped up, showing 
either her fine ass or her barely covered pussy.  The top hung from 
her tit tips and any excitement would show her conical nipples.  The 
final item was a pair of 3 inch heel sandals, the straps letting show 
her pink toenails.  Looking at herself in the full-length mirror, 
Maryann decided that if she found any women that looked as hot as she 
did, she'd try and fuck them!  Maryann blew a kiss at herself, grabbed 
a small black purse with shoulder straps, and went downstairs to check 
on how her Mom was doing with her attire for the day.

Justine stood looking into her closets wearing just a pale yellow 
thong panty.  She too was squeaky clean, her blond hair brushed out 
long and shiny, a light pink lip gloss, and matching toe nail polish.  
She pulled out her 2 inch heel sandals and slipped them on.  She 
pulled out a pale yellow pleated skirt and a dark yellow denim skirt.  
She couldn't decide.  Her nipples were hard and she realized that 
again she was hot.  These shopping trips with her Daughter always made 
her feel very, very sexy.

"Hey Mom, that one looks good!" Maryann said as she came into the 
master bedroom.  "That pale yellow looks good against your tan."

"Oh, you look hot!" Justine told her daughter, as she put back the 
dark one and took the pale yellow skirt off the hanger, leaving the 
vest.  "I don't have a kewl yellow top!" she complained, trying to 
imitate Maryann's 'kewl' slang.  "Just a lot of white ones," she 
explained as she pulled on the short pleated pale yellow skirt, 
zipping it up and snapping it closed around her narrow waist.

"Well, why don't you wear the vest without a blouse?" Maryann 
suggested.

"No!" Justine cried, "I can't do that!"

"Yes you can!"

"NO!"

"Try it on, Mom." Maryann said as she pulled the vest off the hanger 
and held it out for her Mother to slip into.  "There, fits all right!  
Looks good too!  Just button the top two buttons to keep your boobs 
from falling out!"

"God!  I can't go out like this!" Justine said as she tugged down on 
the vest.

"No, no!  It looks kewl Mom!" Maryann gushed.

Justine's vest matched the skirt.  From the waist to the bottom of the 
vest, 2 inches of brown belly was exposed.  The vest was cut so that a 
nice cleavage showed and most of the upper breasts were showing.

"God, I look like a whore!" Justine complained.

"Oh Mom, quit your bitching.  You look great.  None of my girlfriend's 
Moms could dress like this and look nearly as good.  I'm proud of you.  
You look very sexy and hot.  Not slutty; just wonderful!"

"Oh, okay!  If you say so!  But I feel so naked!"

"You look fine," Maryann consoled her.  "Get your purse and keys.  
Let's go SHOPPING!" 

Within minutes the two babes, Mother and Daughter, were off to the 
Mall.  On the way, Maryann got her Mom to stop at a car dealer that 
sold the new VW beetles.  Justine stopped her Mercedes in the middle 
of the drive in front of the showroom, turned off the engine, and, 
flashing lots of leg, the two women got out of their car and went into 
look at the cute little bugs.

Whenever Justine went on these shopping expeditions with her Daughter, 
she played the role of an older Sister, not Mother.  They called each 
other Sis or by their first names.  Often Justine was the wilder of 
the two.  She justified it by rationalizing that she only got to be 
with her Daughter alone on rare occasions and only too soon she'd not 
want her to be with her at all!  It was such fun to be young, wild, 
and crazy again.

They laughed and pulled open the doors to the showroom together.  With 
a high flourish, they strut over to a bright yellow brand new Beetle.  
Out of the corner of her eye, Maryann saw a young man, obviously a 
salesman, begin to move over to them.  Maryann turned quickly to help 
her Mom open the car door, flipping her hip and flashing her upper 
thigh and left ass cheek to the well dressed fellow.

"Go on!  Get in!" Maryann encouraged Justine.  "Try it out Sis!" she 
added.

"Uh, er, hello!" the young man said as he joined them.  "You girls 
like the new beetle?" he asked, as he eyed Justine's legs below her 
too short skirt hem as she sat behind the wheel.

"You got these with CD players?" Justine asked, spreading her legs to 
show more thigh and watching the young fellow's eyes get really wide."

"Yes! . . . .ah . . . .We can get them with CD players!" the salesman 
stammered.

"What about colors?  I like this yellow though.  What do you call it?" 
Maryann asked rapid fire, enjoying the confusion on the salesman's 
face as he glanced from Justine's legs to Maryann's nipples, now erect 
and poking through her thin top.

"Excuse me." an older man interrupted, "Peter, why don't you go get 
the color charts for this lady.  Hi girls!  My name is Larry.  I'm the 
sales manager here and I want to welcome you to the exciting new world 
of Volkswagen.  I see that the all new Beetle has captured your eye.  
Isn't she a beauty?  I got one for my Daughter and she absolutely 
loves it.  Just look at the beautiful interior.  The German 
craftsmanship is evident everywhere.  The engine is soundly engineered 
and has the longest warranty in it's class.  Of course today these are 
made here in America.  Good old USA workmanship.  Top of the line and 
highly regarded by the American automotive press.  'Car of the Year' 
many are saying.  Now just look at this instrument panel. . . . "

Justine turned and swung her bare legs out into Larry's legs, 
disturbing his view down her vest as he was leaning into the drivers 
door over her.  Justine stood and backed Larry off a few feet.

"How about letting me have a little drive?" Justine asked sweetly.

"Oh sure, we can arrange that." Larry agreed.

"Me too!" Maryann demanded.  "It's going to be my car after all!"

"Here are the color charts!" a returning Peter waved them about, 
anxious to be part of the 'Deal'.

Justine move close to Peter and took the color charts from him.

"Oh, this blue looks really nice.  Why don't we go for a ride in a 
blue one and my Sister and Larry can go for a ride in a yellow one?  
Okay?  Can we do this Peter?"

"Ah, . . . .sure!  Let me go get the keys.  A yellow one and a blue 
one.  Right!"

Peter scurried away and Larry kept up the sales patter until Peter 
returned with the keys.

"Okay ladies, whose going with me?" Larry asked.

"I am!" Maryann took charge.  "Let's go find a cute yellow Beetle."

Larry took the keys from Peter and held the door open for Maryann.  
They went into the lot and found the yellow car.  Maryann got into the 
driver's seat and they drove off.  Justine was right behind them, 
driving a blue model with Peter in the passenger seat.  Both women 
enjoyed driving the little cars and found the steering and shifting no 
problem.  The only problem was how worked up the two salesmen got as 
the two girls made sure they saw plenty of their scantly covered 
bodies.  By the time Justine pulled in behind Maryann again in the 
dealership parking lot, both women were about to burst into giggles 
and the two men ready to burst their pants!

Maryann had batted her eyelashes and cooed at Larry: "Does this come 
in a convertible?"

"Yes!" Larry blurted.  "It sure does.  Let me get a list of options 
for you."

Larry hopped out of the car, carefully concealing his hardon, and went 
into the showroom to get the options and accessories pamphlet.

Maryann went over to her Mom and gushed: "Larry is so sweet!  He wants 
me to meet him for lunch!  Did Peter ask you out too Sis?"

"No Sis, he didn't." Justine husked as she fiddled with Peter's tie, 
giving him a good look at her big tits inside her vest.  "Peter's very 
married and has a little one on the way.  Don't you Peter-kums?"

"Ah yes!. . . . Miss.  I love my wife and I wouldn't . . . .ah . . . 
.go out on her or anything!" Peter croaked out.

Larry hustled back out and gave Maryann several folders of information 
about the VW Beetles.  His face was red from his exertion and his 
pants were still tented from his sexual excitement.  Justine smiled at 
how big an impression Maryann had made on him.

"Sis, we'd better get going.  We've got a lot of shopping to do if 
we're going to meet Daddy for lunch."

"Oh yeah!" Maryann joined in the lie, "I forgot that we had to meet 
Daddy for lunch.  That's why we're here.  I'm going to tell him I want 
a yellow Beetle with a convertible roof."  Maryann watched Larry's 
face fall when she admitted to a previous commitment for lunch, then 
he got all smiley again when he heard he'd 'made' a sale.

"Don't forget the Air and music!" Justine added as she let go of  
Peter's tie and moved toward their Mercedes.  "Come on Sis, let's go 
shopping!"

"Right!  We gotta go.  Larry, see if you can find a Yellow bug with 
A/C and a CD.  Okay?  Will you do that for me?  I'll tell Daddy and 
have him call you.  Do you have a card?"

"Get in Sis.  I got one of Peter's cards." Justine explained.  "Daddy 
will like him.  They wear the same kind of ties!"

Both women broke into giggles and drove off with their musical 
laughter ringing in the men's ears.

"Damn, that was one hot bitch!" Larry groaned.  "I really want to fuck 
her!"

"Justine was really nice; sexy too!" Peter said.  "I hope they buy a 
car.  I need the commission!"

Peter remembered her sexy perfume, her soft fingers on his cheek and 
neck as she adjusted his tie, her long silky tanned legs, and her 
large firm breasts she showed him without embarrassment.  Later, when 
he got home, he'd share every detail with his young, sexy, very 
pregnant wife while he slow-fucked her from behind.  She loved sexy 
stories and loved to fuck.  They traded stories often.  Her latest was 
a fantasy about being fucked by her Gynecologist after a pre-natal 
exam.  Their best story recently had been a bisexual tryst with his 
wife's Sister and her husband.  Peter had plowed his wife from behind 
as she pretended to be eating her Sister while Peter fucked his own 
ass with a dildo, pretending it was the brother-in-law.  Never had 
they needed anyone to join in; their fantasies and sex toys were more 
than they needed.  Peter knew that tonight he'd get a great blowjob 
and a super fuck as he told his wife all about the two sexy Sisters.

Larry on the other hand, was repressed sexually and only thought of 
sex as a power trip.  His wife hated their loveless, unromantic sex.  
She put up with it because Larry was a good provider to her and the 
two teenage kids.  She had her own fantasies and enjoyed them 
immensely as she spent many afternoons in solo sex, relieving her 
physical needs.  She'd willingly spread her legs, pull her husband 
into her previously lubricated vagina, lay quietly as he pumped into 
her for a minute or so, and afterwards go to the bathroom to wipe off 
his pathetic little spurts of cum.  Sometimes she'd fuck herself with 
one of her dildos while Larry snored in the bed.  She'd get a dildo 
from under the sink, where she kept them in her douche kit bag, and 
fuck herself silly thinking about fucking some stud she'd seen on TV, 
one of her son's hunky friends, or even one of her sexy sons.  Once in 
a while, both of her sons were woven into her fantasy, and she used a 
second dildo up her ass.  Those were the very best orgasms, except she 
often screamed in joy and got worried she might wake up her husband.

"God Mom!  That was wild!" Maryann laughed with her Mother.  "Those 
two guys were priceless!"

"That Larry guy was an asshole, but Peter was real cute." Justine told 
her Daughter.  "He took in every little thing, but never said a word, 
never touched me, very gentlemanly.  I got the impression he was 
memorizing me.  That's why I showed him my tits.  I'll bet his wife is 
going to get a good ride tonight!  He was nice.  We've got to make 
sure that Peter gets the credit for the sale, if James decides to do 
business with them.  I don't want that pig Larry to steal any of the 
commission from Peter.  I bet he was all over you while you drove."

"Yeah Mom, he was." Maryann replied as she leaned over and put her 
hand on her shoulder.  "This how he started; being all so friendly.  
Then his other hand went onto my leg and began to go under my skirt." 
Maryann did the same to Justine.  "Then he slid his other hand down 
and brushed my nipple, cupping my breast." Again Maryann did the same 
to her Mom, showing her exactly what Larry had done to her.  "You're 
right, he was a pig!"

By now Maryann's one hand was stroking her Mom's swelling labia thru 
her skimpy thong panties and the other hand was kneading her right 
boob while two fingers were tweaking the nipple.  Justine got so 
excited that she nearly ran a red light.

Maryann laughed and pulled back her hands, "That's what I did too!  
That's the only way he'd stop.  Every time he touched me, I'd almost 
run into something with his fancy new car.  He got the idea really 
quick!"

The two women laughed as they drove to the mall.

***************************

Billy Joe and Sylvia looked over the preliminary drawings of the floor 
plan for the new construction in the cafeteria with a lot of the 
employees looking on.  Everyone had an opinion, especially about the 
wellness center.  Sylvia took notes and Billy Joe helped her keep 
track of the suggestions.  Many of them were very good.  An overhead 
outside shower was needed for the summer runners to cool off.  Another 
open shower was suggested inside the in the sunning area of the 
grounds to aid in rinsing off the chlorine after a swim before laying 
out or cooling off while sun bathing.  A large family sauna was 
proposed off the pool, to be connected to the locker rooms, in 
addition to the men's and woman's saunas.  A three foot wading pool 
was suggested in the sunning area, for both kids and adults to cool 
off outdoors.  Televisions were suggested in the exercise equipment 
area, so treadmill and stair-steppers would have something to pass the 
time.  The free weights room needed a padded floor, as did the 
aerobics workout area.

In the office area, Billy Joe wanted his security office to be the 
access to the utilities closet; with bars on the windows and steel 
doors for prevention of forced entry to the power and 
telecommunications connections.  He also needed an outside door to a 
parking area for security vehicles.  He'd learned a lot from meetings 
with the Police department, Sheriff's office, and the industrial 
security firm they'd contracted.  Communications was especially 
critical and, next to the closet that housed the telecommunications 
locker, he wanted a thirty foot tower built to mount several antennas 
and a microwave dish to link directly to a local security firm.  He 
also wanted a secret underground cable laid to be an emergency back-up 
to contact law enforcement; he'd talk to Sylvia privately about that 
later.

"Okay, thank you for all your input," Sylvia said as she stood.  "Tell 
the others about this.  I'll have these suggestions written up and 
posted.  Next week we'll do this again and get more ideas.  Then I'll 
have the drawings re-done with the practical suggestions and we'll do 
this a third time for final review.  I think we'll have a ground 
breaking party next month.  I'll put up a sign-up sheet for anyone 
that wants to help me plan for it *and* the after party."

A few of the crowd cheered, many applauded, and the others looked 
eagerly to the event and the after party.  Sylvia's work groups were 
infamous for their fun and excitement.  She'd have no trouble getting 
plenty of help.

Billy Joe helped carry the construction plans back to her office.  As 
he lay them on her desk, he heard the click of the lock on the door, 
quickly followed by a pair of panties flung onto his head.  He pulled 
them off and sniffed them.  Sylvia used a special vaginal rinse made 
from imported Jamaican herbs that soothed her pussy membranes, 
tightened her vagina, and enhanced her natural powerful pheromones 
that drove men wild.  Billy Joe got an instant hardon, exactly what 
Sylvia wanted.

"Show me your cock!" she demanded as she held up her skirt, displaying 
her hairless pussy.

Billy Joe smiled, kicked off his shoes as he dropped his pants.

Sylvia moved close enough to Billy Joe to rub her pussy against his 
stiff cock.  They were the same height for this letch of hers.  Her 
husband Steve was too tall for this sexy maneuver.  She enfolded Billy 
Joe's cock within her labia and wiggled up and down, thrilling in the 
heat of their joined sex.  She kissed him deeply and raised her hands 
to his neck so he could unbutton her blouse.  Billy Joe quickly had 
her bra open and was mauling her fine chocolate brown breasts with 
their hard pink nipples.

When she paused to catch her breath, Billy Joe dropped to his knees to 
eat her luscious cunt.  After a preliminary lick or two, Billy Joe 
used his strong arms to lift her ass up onto the edge of her desk.  He 
pushed Sylvia back and spread her legs wide so he could bury his face 
in her shaved pudenda, licking and kissing wildly.

Sylvia's senses were overwhelmed with Billy Joe's teasing of her 
sensitive vulva flesh.  Without thinking she grabbed a big hunk of his 
hair and forced him to focus on her clit.  Billy Joe did until she let 
go of his hair to play with her own tits.  Then he pulled away and 
stood up.

"Hey, where did you go. . . . ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Sylvia didn't get her complaint out about her vacant pussy before 
Billy Joe filled it with his hard cock.

"Oh yes lover, fuck me good!" Sylvia cried in pleasure.

"Shhhh!" Billy Joe warned her, "if you yell and Kelly hears, she's 
going to come in here and make us share.  Just let me fuck you through 
a couple of nice cums and that'll take the edge off."

"Yes, yes!  Just like that Billy Joe!" Sylvia whispered.  "That'll 
make me cum really quickly!"

Billy Joe continued to move slowly, but steadily in and out of 
Sylvia's hot, tight little pussy.  The trick was to grind his pelvic 
bone across her clit every time he fucked all the way into her.  He 
began to move a little faster now, feeling her need to cum rising 
fast.  Suddenly Sylvia got her first cum.  She stiffened and shook as 
tremors  raced through her body.  Her clamping vaginal muscles did 
wonderful things to Billy Joe's cock; he paused to enjoy them as he 
rocked his hips on her clitoris.

"Oh you sweet fucker!" Sylvia moaned.  "You make me cum so nice!" 
Sylvia praised him as she kissed him hotly.  "Make me cum again and 
then I'll suck you off!"

Sylvia wrapped her legs around Billy Joe's hips as he sucked her fat 
tits and nipples.  Soon Sylvia was racing toward another cum, humping 
her hips up to mash her clit against Billy Joe's pelvic bone.  He let 
her lift up and meet him, then he ground his pelvis back and forth 
against her special spot as he rammed his cock into her cunt up until 
he felt his cock head mash against her clasping cervix opening.

Billy Joe's cock head swelled as the fantastic thrills of Sylvia's 
fluttering cervix opening teased him.  He quickly pulled back and let 
Sylvia lift up again to meet him.  This time she did a nasty sideways 
wiggle, counter to his clit rubbing move.  When he pushed her down, 
shoving his cock deep into her, she seemed to twirl her hips around 
his thrusting cock.  Again his cock head felt the fluttery tease of 
her cervix.  A thrill shot through him and he knew that he couldn't 
take another cervix flutter without cumming; and he wanted to save it 
for Sylvia's hot mouth.  To make her cum, he began a slam-bam fuck; a 
quick pullout and a quicker reentry.  He avoided the deep penetration 
and the quivering cervix.  It kept him from cumming but Sylvia went 
over the top.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sylvia moaned.  "I'm cumming Billy Joe!  I'm 
cumming!"

Again she stiffened, quivered like a tightly strung bow, and clamped 
down on his pussy wrapped cock with a powerful spasm of lust.  Billy 
Joe grit his teeth until they hurt, willing his cum to stay in his 
balls.

When Sylvia relaxed her vaginal muscles and eased the death grip of 
her legs, Billy Joe withdrew his cock from her fiery pussy, hoping 
that the cool air would prevent a pre-mature ejaculation.  Billy Joe 
lay his head down on her firm tits and waited for her breathing to 
return to normal.  Sylvia lay limp until she finally could raise a 
hand to stroke Billy Joe's hair.

"Darling, if you always fuck like that, I'm going to have to get a bed 
in here!" Sylvia giggled.

"Maybe we ought to have an 'executive' lounge in the new office wing?"

Sylvia sat up and became fully alert.  "Billy Joe, I think you just 
earned this month's salary!  Excellent idea!  Where are those plans?"  
Sylvia looked around the office for the construction papers.

"Sweetheart, you're dripping pussy juice and girl cum on them!" Billy 
Joe told her.

"Oh my!" Sylvia exclaimed, pushed Billy Joe away, and hopped off the 
papers and the desk.  She felt the papers and then her thighs.  "Oh, 
there's not much cum.  The papers aren't even stained and. . . . hey!  
You didn't cum!. . . . Okay!  I remember now!  I get to suck you!"  
Sylvia smiled warmly, moved to Billy Joe, kissed him sweetly, and sank 
to her knees in front of him.  She hefted his cock and eyed it 
appraisingly.

"Such a simple, wonderful piece of man meat," she whispered to 
herself.  "You fat cock you!" she said to Billy Joe's erection.  "You 
make me cum and cum!  You make me so happy and now I'm going to make 
you happy too!" Sylvia ran her tongue from the meatus down the shaft 
to his balls.  "I'm going to make you very happy.  I'm going to use 
every nasty cocksucking trick I know to please you, Mr. Cock!  And 
you're going to spurt and spurt and spurt.  And I'm going to swallow 
every drop too.  It's going to be hard to do; these balls," she poked 
them around with her tongue, "are very full of man juice.  It's going 
to be so hot, so heavenly tasting!  I just can't wait a second more!"

With that last comment, Sylvia sucked his cock into her mouth and 
throat, giving back as good as she got.  Billy Joe tightened his hands 
into fists, driving his finger nails into his palms, trying to hold 
back his cum from Sylvia's deep throat.  Of course, he knew that she'd 
eventually suck him dry, but he wanted it to last at least a few 
minutes.

Sylvia happily swallowed down on him, making his cock head swell again 
with sexual excitement.  Sylvia's tongue swirled around and lashed out 
at Billy Joe's sweet spot, just under the cock head.

"Sweet Jesus!" Billy Joe cried out, his toes curling as his passion 
raced through him.  "Sylvia, you're the best!"

Sylvia's heart swelled with his admission and she decided that he 
deserved a prostrate massage for his kind compliments.  Sylvia 
lubricated her finger in her own pussy juice and rubbed it around 
Billy Joe's anus.  Before he could protest, her long finger was inside 
his ass, poking at his prostrate, while she repeatedly swallowed down 
on his cockhead in her throat.

The effect was immediate.  Sylvia felt the balls move, the cock swell, 
and the man juice jet up the cum tube past her lips, and right into 
her welcoming throat, before she pull off to enjoy the taste of his 
cum in her mouth.

Billy Joe could only croak, "Oh God Sylvia!" as his cum spurt heavily 
across her tongue, his cock jerking wildly as her pointy tongue tip 
poked the sweet spot with each ejaculation.

After each spurt, Sylvia laved his cock with her sperm covered tongue 
and swallowed sexily just as she felt the next jet racing up his cum 
tube.

All too soon it was over and Sylvia sat back on her heels, licking her 
lips, as Billy Joe lay panting on the floor.

Happy, Sylvia held up her dress hem and walked on her knees to Billy 
Joe's side to lay down on his chest, waiting like he had for her, 
giving him time to recover.

Billy Joe eventually found his strength and began to stroke her hair.  
Sylvia rolled off him, got up on her knees again, and kissed him 
deeply, telling him: "Thanks guy for a wonderful fuck and a super 
mouthful of cum.

You're most welcome, Ma'am!" Billy Joe replied.  "Thank you for the 
lovely distraction to the day's tedium.

"Okay stud!" Sylvia said as she re-hooked her bra and buttoned her 
blouse.  "Let's wash up and meet back here in five minutes to figure 
where to put the executive lounge!  Okay?"

"Right Boss," he replied as he pulled on his slacks and slipped into 
his shoes.  They washed up in the restrooms and returned to re-figure 
the locations of the offices so they'd have access to the new 
executive lounge.

****************************

At the  mall, Maryann and her 'Sister' Mom, cruised about, trolling 
for both guys and gals.  The pickings were pretty slim at that hour of 
the morning, but they did attract the smile of a cute housewife, 
pushing a young baby in a stroller.  They let her make contact with 
them by reversing their path, walking past the cute little brunette 
and her stroller, then pausing to pretend to stare into a knick-knack 
shop's cluttered window.

"Oops!  Sorry!" the brunette said as she intentionally bumped into 
Maryann's ankle with the stroller.  Justine and Maryann had been 
watching the girl's reflected image in the shop windows and were 
absolutely sure that the contact was on purpose.  Maryann smiled at 
her Mom and winked.

"Ouch!  Damn, that hurt!" Maryann faked some pain.

"I'm sorry, so sorry!" the girl cried out, now on her knees, rubbing 
Maryann's ankle.  "Does it hurt when I touch it?  I'm a nursing 
student and this is how we learned to check for fractures."

"No, it doesn't hurt when you do that," Maryann replied.  Actually, it 
felt quite nice.  She liked the brunette's touch and wanted her to run 
her hands up her leg until she got to her hot, horny cunt!

The girl, looked up from studying her ankle and asked: "Let's go into 
the ladies room and I'll put a cool rag on it; so it won't swell up.  
Okay?"

Maryann was momentarily speechless, as the girl let her blouse billow 
out to show Maryann her large, bra-less breasts with large swollen 
nipples.

"Okay," agreed Maryann.  "Sis, will you watch the baby for a few 
minutes?"

"Sure Sis, I'll be happy to do it." Justine agreed with a sly smile.  
"Hey, what's your name?" she asked the girl.

The girl told her and then she 'helped' Maryann to the women's 
restroom down a nearby hall.  Justine sat down on a bench nearby and 
rocked the baby in the stroller.

In the restroom, Maryann shrugged off the girl's helping arm, turned 
into her, and kissed her hotly.  Her hands unbuttoned her blouse and 
started to play with her fine tits.  The brunette wasn't idle either, 
one hand went under Maryann's short skirt and the other up inside her 
crop top.  After a few minutes Maryann knew that the brunette wasn't 
simply playing around; the girl was ready to fuck and suck!

"Over here!" the brunette steered Maryann to the handicap stall.  She 
pulled Maryann in, locked the door, and sat on the toilet seat.  She 
lay back against the tank, slouched down, and opened her mouth to 
wiggle her tongue.  She slapped her hands on the sides of the toilet 
seat and Maryann got the idea.

Maryann put one sandal on one side of the seat, hooking the high heel 
on the outside, and put her other foot the same way on the other side.  
She spread her legs forcing her skirt to her waist, braced her hands 
on the back wall, and lowered her crotch onto the girl's waiting 
tongue.  The brunette pushed aside the front panel of the thong, and 
pushed her tongue past the labia.

"Oh my God!" Maryann moaned through her clenched teeth, trying not to 
make any noise.  The brunette knew exactly what she was doing and 
quickly had her on the way to a big cum.  Again and again she'd be on 
the edge of a cum, but the girl somehow sensed this and backed away 
from her clit to lick the girl juice running from her overflowing 
vagina.

Finally Maryann could stand it no longer and begged to cum.  "Please, 
please, make me cum!  It's so good, but I need to cum so bad!  Please!  
I beg you!"

The girl stopped, looked up with a juice covered face, and giggled: 
"Promise to send in your Sister?"

Surprised, Maryann could only vigorously nod yes!

The girl winked and smiled, saying, "Okay girl, hold on for a wild 
ride!"

The girl shoved her tongue right up Maryann's vagina, poking at the 
cervical opening.

"Blessed Mother of God!" Maryann yelled, forgetting where she was as 
the longest tongue she'd ever known penetrated the very center of her 
being.

The girl was using one finger to wiggle over her clitoris and the 
other was massaging her anus.  Maryann held on for dear life as a 
giant orgasm washed over her, the girl's tongue running in to scoop up 
the cream and retreating back to swallow it down.  In and out her 
snake-like oral spoon pulled out the sweet girl cum-juice.  Suddenly 
the brunette switched tactics.  Her hot mouth and nasty tongue 
attached to Maryann's clit and two fingers slid in to massaged her G-
spot.  Maryann gasped and almost fell off the toilet as another big 
cum raced though her.  The final trick of the brunette was to shove 
three fingers into Maryann's ass, pumping them in and out in rhythm to 
sucks on her clit and rubs across her G-spot.

Maryann exploded into a massive climax.  When she lost control of her 
legs, the girl lowered her ass onto her lap and let her shiver through 
her post-cum after thrills with her head on her naked breasts, sucking 
a little milk from her still lactating nipples.

Maryann finally caught her breath and could speak, "My God!  That was 
fantastic!  I feel so good!  Can I do you now?"

"No, I just love pussy juice.  I was raised in a large family of all 
girls.  I was the youngest and was instructed by the best, most loving 
women I've ever known.  Starting with my grandmother, then my mom and 
her Sisters, then my Sisters, and then all my girl cousins.  Those 
days are long past, except for annual reunions.  I have a husband now 
and a beautiful daughter.  He accepts what I am, a consummate pussy 
eater, but I've vowed to never have a woman in the house and I'd never 
eat the same woman twice, excepting for kin.  I do hope to do that 
someday, my Mother will help me introduce my little girl to the art of 
girl-girl loving, in the long tradition of my female relatives.  Once 
in a while I'll come to the mall and look for girls like you, who 
enjoy a good suck.  If I see you again, I'll not accept a return 
engagement.  Maybe someday, my husband might change his mind, but 
until then I'll just visit here once in a while to take the edge off 
of my girl lust."

"Now be a good Sister and send your Sister in.  Tell her not to fuss 
around trying to do me, I'll just leave.  Tell her that if she wants a 
good cum or two, come into the handicap stall.  Now go!"

Maryann stood on wobbly legs and unlocked the stall door.  She turned 
and muttered her thanks and left.  She found her Mom, explained the 
situation, and encouraged her to let the brunette eat her.

"Mom, she's fantastic!  All she wants is to suck pussy.  Nothing else.  
I'll watch the kid and you go have a few cums.  She's really, really 
good.  Go do it!"

Maryann pushed her Mom toward the restroom and sat back to rock the 
baby in her stroller.  Maryann wasn't wearing a watch, but it must 
have been about fifteen minutes later that her Mother returned, her 
face red and her legs a little rubbery.

"Whew!" was Justine's comment when she sat back down next to Maryann.  
You were right, that bitch made me see stars!  She's a real expert at 
sucking pussy.  If only she'd let me pimp her to all our girl loving 
friends.  I could make her ten grand in less than six weeks!  Hell, I 
bet she could teach some women a hell of a lot about eating cunt.  I 
wonder how long her tongue is?"

An idea formed in Maryann's head but before she could express it, the 
young brunette girl returned.  She was freshly washed and looked prim 
and proper.  She smiled and stooped to check on the baby.

"Was she any trouble?" she sweetly asked.

"No, she was as quiet as a mouse," Justine replied.  "Say, would you 
tell me something?  How long is your tongue?  I mean, can you touch 
your nose?"

The brunette smiled, opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue which 
easily reached the tip of her nose.  Then she pushed it out more and 
slid it over the tip of her nose, almost to the spot even between the 
eyes.

"Oh my God!" Maryann whispered.  "How on earth did you ever learn to 
do that?"

"Well, I always could touch my nose, but my grandmother and Mother 
made me do exercises that extended the reach.  My Aunt, she's a 
surgeon, did a little operation on me and now it's not as fixed to my 
throat as it used to be.  Of course, feeling for and finding the G-
spot with my tongue tip took lots of practice, but you must admit, 
once I find it, the effect is somewhat thrilling, wouldn't you say?  
Well, good bye and thanks for watching my little girl."

The brunette was off, pushing the stroller down the mall while she 
window shopped and trolled for more women that liked girl-girl sex.

"God, when she poked that tongue of hers into my cervix, I thought I'd 
never stop cumming!" Justine told her Daughter.

"Is that what that was?  I came like a banshee when she jammed that 
tongue into my vagina!  I knew it wasn't my G-spot.  She found that 
next and blew the top of my head off with that tongue tip massage.

"Well, dear Sister, let's go shopping!" Justine ordered.

The two women went to find some swimsuits.

***************************

On campus, Junior was studying for his classes.  From time to time 
Patty would stir.  Once he'd caught himself eyeing her tits as she 
stretched back while in front of her PC.  His mind drifted back to 
Emily's fine breasts and how nicely they fit in his hands, how sweetly 
the nipples looked when erect, how sexily she moaned when he sucked on 
them.  Then he remembered how fantastic her mouth felt around his 
cock, how exciting it was when her tongue lashed at his cock head, how 
irresistible it felt when she swallowed down on his cock in her throat 
as his cum spurted.  Then too he thought of how sweet her pussy 
tasted, how hot her clit felt between his lips, how creamy her cum 
was.

Suddenly he heard his name and opened his eyes from his sexy 
daydreaming.

"Junior?  Junior?  Junior!" Patty called his name as she sat only 
inches from him, looking straight into his slowly opening eyes.  "What 
on earth are you thinking about with that dreamy smile on your face?"

"I ahh,. . . . well to tell the truth. . . . I was thinking about 
Emily and how nice her cum tasted!  There I said it!"

"My, my, my!  We are in love, aren't we!" Patty laughed.

"It's all your fault!  If you hadn't stretched and stuck out your 
fabulous tits, I wouldn't have begun to think of them!"

"Now you just wait a minute, you over sexed man!  You can't blame this 
on me!  I was only stretching a little.  Now if I had shown my boobs 
to you, like this," Patty pulled down the bodice of her sun dress to 
expose her fat tits to him, "then you'd have something to complain 
about, now wouldn't you!"

Still looking into her eyes, Junior unfolded his arms that his head 
had been lying on and reached out to cup each glorious mound, pinching 
and rolling the nipples softly.  Patty moaned and closed her eyes, 
inching forward a bit to give him lots of room to explore.   Later, 
when they reflected on it, neither of them could remember how Patty 
got onto his lap, just that she had and Junior spent a great deal of 
time enjoying her mounds of joy with their sweet cherry nipples atop 
them.  His lips eventually followed his hands, tasting and teasing 
Patty's happy breasts.  Patty's moans filled the room; the shutting 
and locking of the door was clearly remembered by Patty.  She'd done 
it before she'd woken Junior from his sexy day-dreams.

Patty's squirming led her to her straddling his legs with hers, 
letting Junior's mouth move freely between the glistening globes of 
her tits while the fingers of his hands explored casually between her 
legs.  Several times Patty shivered in orgasm, Junior's devilish 
fingers stroking her clitoris to fiery completion while a finger or 
two massaged her G-spot inside her gushing vagina.  Patty wasn't sure 
how many cums she had or why they had stopped.  Being loved so 
sweetly, so softly, made her heart ache.  When her senses returned, 
her head was nestled in Junior's neck as he gently rocked her on his 
lap.

"That was nice!  Very nice!" Patty cooed against Junior's neck.  
"Thanks!  I needed that!  Do you want me to suck you?  I wouldn't mind 
a taste of cum.  In a few minutes that is; after I've caught my 
breath!"

"No, but thank you for offering.  I think I'll save myself for Emily.  
Perhaps tomorrow I'll take you up on it.  How about a rain check?"

"Okay, a rain check for lover boy," Patty told him with a soft kiss.

Patty pushed herself off of Junior's lap and left the office to wash 
up.  Junior turned back to his text books and notes, reviewing for one 
last time before class.  He pulled out an apple he'd saved from his 
lunch and bit into it.  He looked at the empty space cut into the red 
orb and it reminded him of a woman's vulva.  He stuck his tongue out 
and was going to lick it when he suddenly realized what he was doing.

'Damn,' he thought, 'maybe I do waste too much time thinking about 
sex?'

Junior accepted that concept, decided to act on it, put the sexy idea 
out of his mind, and ate the apple as he re-read the text material for 
class.


*******************************


At the mall, Maryann and Justine were looking through the swimsuit 
collection of a lingerie shop.  They styles were common; one pieces, 
modest two pieces, and a couple of bikinis.

"Can I help you girls?" a female voice asked.  Turning, they saw a 
sales woman standing next to them.  The thirty-something woman was 
dressed in a baggy sweater and a long flowered skirt.  She wore 
glasses and had her hair up in a bun.  She looked very conservative, 
like a librarian.

"We're going on vacation," Justine told her, "and Sis and I wanted 
some sexy new swimsuits.  You don't seem to have much here."

"These all seem rather plain!" Maryann complained.  "I want something 
a little more racy, you know, something exciting!  After all, I don't 
expect to ever get back to Hawaii!"

"I see!  Well perhaps you should look at our private collection.  We 
keep it hidden away; a lot of rural mothers get upset if their 
daughters come home with too brief or revealing beach attire.  I'm 
sure you understand.  Please follow me and I'll show you what we 
have."

The saleswoman sashayed her way to the changing room area and led them 
thru to a locked door.  With Justine and Maryann excitedly on her 
heels, she unlocked the door and flipped on the lights to a well 
appointed dressing room.  Turning to her left, she powered up a camera 
system that showed the outer sales area.

"My name is Jane.  My girl is not here yet and with this camera and a 
door signal I'll be able to help you until another customer comes in."

"This is so kewl, Jane.  Oh, I'm Maryann and this is my big Sister 
Justine.  Where are the swimsuits?"  Maryann and Justine walked around 
the large room, checking out the fancy mirrors, couches, and chairs.

"Over here in these closets." Jane replied as she pulled open the 
doors to two huge walk-in closets.  "Here are two style books that 
have photographs of models wearing the suits.  If you want to sit and 
look through them, it will provide a good starting point for finding 
just the perfect suit to drive that special someone crazy.  I'll just 
let you look for a few minutes while I go out and check on a few 
things." A Chime sounded.  "Excuse me ladies; I'll be right back!  
There's a customer."

Jane left the two women alone to look through the two large books.

Justine got up and saw Jane on the small TV screen out in the sales 
area talking to a customer.

"Keep calling me Sis or Justine," Justine whispered into Maryann's 
ear.  "I'll bet that this room is wired for both sound and video.  
Don't say or do anything that you wouldn't want to have recorded by 
Jane and her friends."

Maryann smiled and winked her understanding.

"Look here Sis!" Maryann said a few minutes later.  "Look at this 
one!"

They looked at a photograph of a dark skinned woman in a one piece 
suit that was only a yellow thong with three inch wide cloth strips 
that came up from the waist string and went over the breast tips to go 
around the neck and tie.

"Oh, that's sexy!" Justine gushed.  "Look at this one!"

Justine showed Maryann a hot pink brief bikini bottom with a two inch 
bandeau top.

"That's nice too!" Maryann agreed.  "There sure are a lot of kewl 
suits here!"

The door lock clicked and Jane came back into the dressing room.

"My girl is here so I'll be able to help you two without 
interruption."

Jane had an armful of white terry cloth over her arm.  She laid it on 
a couch and went to her desk.

"Did you find anything you like?" Jane asked them.  She stood in front 
of them with a cloth measuring tape around her neck.

"We sure did!" Maryann told her excitedly.  "I really like this one," 
she held up the book.

"Oh, the best way is to give me the style number, it's on the bottom 
of the page, and the color you'd like from the selections shown.  It's 
a two letter designator; YW for yellow, PK for pink, and so forth.  
It's marked on the color chart."

"I see." Justine said.  "Should I write it down?"

"No, just read it to me.  I'll write it down and go get it."

"Okay, I like 1842 PK and 2792 BL," Justine told her.

"Okay, good!" Jane said as she wrote in a note book from her dress 
pocket.  "Now come over here and let me measure you.  You're Justine, 
right?"

"That's right," Justine replied as she went over to where Jane stood.  
She raised her arms to let Jane begin her measurements.

"Oh no!" Jane laughed.  "Are you going to wear the suit over your top 
and skirt?  No?  I didn't think so.  Take it all off for me.  That's 
why I brought in the robes.

Justine grinned and said "okay", then un-buttoned her vest and slipped 
it off her shoulders and arms.  She tossed it onto a chair and 
unzipped her skirt.   It fell to the carpet and then she hooked her 
fingers under her thong and pulled it down her legs, giving Jane a 
nice view of her tight ass.  Justine put the skirt and thong on the 
chair, next to the vest and turned back to Jane.

Jane stood with a casual smile.  Inside, her heart was racing.  A hard 
core lesbian, she could hardly keep from pushing her face into 
Justine's ass or crotch.  And those tits!  Fabulous.  Again she 
thanked the Gods for her having had to make this dressing room for the 
snotty regional manager's wife and for the Gods sending in these two 
luscious sisters while she was on duty.

Jane went to the wall and pushed a large button.  A motor sound began 
and a three foot wide circle pedestal rose from the carpeted floor in 
an circular area of the room in front of five floor to ceiling 
mirrors.  Several spotlights came on and shown down on the vacant 
pedestal.

Jane took Justine's hand and said: "Over here, dear," as she led 
Justine to the one foot high raised circle of carpeting.  Justine 
stepped up and smiled, knowing that with the high heeled sandals, she 
looked great under the hot lights.  Her tan was seamless; she always 
sunbathed nude.

Maryann watched her Mom and Jane, the saleswoman.  She wasn't sure, 
but it seemed that Jane's hand was shaking a little.  She wondered if 
Jane wasn't perhaps a little bit excited at the presence of her naked 
Mom.  'When I get up there, I'm going to find out just how excited she 
is!' Maryann plotted.

Jane was indeed excited and had a bit of a time getting the cloth tape 
around Justine's fat tits.  Her nipples were erect; Justine was 
excited just being on display!  She wondered if her now wet pussy was 
leaking.  If it was, it would be awkward trying on any swim suits.  
She, or Jane, would have to do something about it.

Jane knelt to get the waist and hips measurement.  It seemed a slip of 
the knee, but Jane lurched forward into Justine and her head bumped 
her groin.  It was quite quick, no lingering at all; but Justine was 
sure that Jane's nose was in her hairless pussy for less than a 
second.  What ever it was, Jane quickly stood and moved toward the 
swimsuit closet, writing the measurement numbers in her book as she 
went.

"I'll be just a second Justine," Jane said.  I'll get that 1843 PK for 
you."

"Turn around!" Maryann whispered to her Mom.  "I want to see your 
butt!"

Justine chuckled and turned, wiggling her ass in Maryann's direction 
to tease her.

Jane returned then and laughed, "Are you showing off for Maryann?  You 
girls are something else!  Get down from there Justine.  I need to 
measure your Sister now."  Jane offered a hand to Justine, which she 
took, and helped her down off the pedestal.  "Try this on," Jane told 
her as she handed her the filmy bathing suit.

Jane turned to Maryann, "Your turn now,. . . . " 

Jane stopped because Maryann was just inches from her pulling her crop 
top off over her head.  Jane gulped as she eyed Maryann's equally 
fine, conical tipped breasts, right in front of her face.  Maryann's 
three inch heels lifted her up just enough to have her nipples right 
on line with Jane's eyes.  Maryann lay her top on a nearby chair, 
unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, and peeled down her 
skimpy thong.  Like her 'Sister' before her, she turned and bent over 
to pick up her skirt and thong, giving Jane a close view of her 
equally fine tight ass.  Maryann lay her clothes next to her top and 
went over to the pedestal to get measured.

"How does this go?" Justine asked Jane, wanting to get her to help 
with the fitting of the brief swimsuit.  She actually didn't need any 
help.  What she wanted was to feel Jane's fingers on  her flesh.

Jane came over to her and giggled.  "You silly girl, you've got it on 
backward!"

Jane pulled the suit down Justine's legs, turned it inside out, and 
let Justine step back into it, pulling if back up her slender legs.  
At her crotch, Jane paused, seeing how wet Justine's pussy was.

"Justine, you naughty girl, you're all wet.  Let me get a towel."  
Jane told her as she went to the desk and pulled out a soft towel.  
Returning, Jane slowly wiped off Justine's pussy lips, then pulled up 
the suit to fit Justine's hips and waist.  Jane took the strips and 
pulled them up and over Justine's boobs, then around her neck.  She 
tied them there, then ran her fingers down inside the strips, 
seemingly to straighten it out, but really to feel those fine breasts.

This is exactly what Justine wanted, to have those soft fingers 
caressing her flesh, especially her breasts.  When Jane's hands passed 
over her nipples she could hardly keep from crying out with the 
pleasure.  When she looked up, Jane was staring into her eyes, looking 
for her reaction.  Justine licked her lips and smiled; Jane smiled 
back and let her hands move out from inside the strips.  One hand 
caressed her ass cheek and the other slid down her cloth covered 
pudenda.

Jane turned her to the mirrors and pat her on her mostly naked butt, 
"Go look at yourself in the mirror while I measure your Sister.

Jane was shaking more now as she tried to measure Maryann.  When Jane 
put her hand on Maryann's waist, Maryann lurched suddenly and her 
breasts 'accidentally' pushed right into Jane's face.

"Oops!  Sorry!" Maryann said.  "Your hand is cold.  It startled me!"

Jane, thrilled at having felt those excellent tits, said coyly, "No 
problem.  I'll have to warm my hands up for you.  Your skin does seem 
to be quite hot.  I'll bet you enjoy the sun's rays, don't you."

Jane was looking up and down at Maryann's all over tan.  Even her 
shaved pussy was well tanned.  Jane measured Maryann's waist and hips, 
noting that Maryann was having the same problem as Justine.  A wet 
pussy!

"What style and color do you want to try on?"

"Can I try one on just like my Sister's?  I think it's really sexy!  
Don't you?"

"Yes, she looks lovely!" Jane replied, trying to stay businesslike.  
She wanted to scream that they both looked *fucking hot* and she 
wanted to *suck and fuck* them both, but she remained calm.  
'Patience, I must have patience,' she thought.  'I hope I can hold 
out!  It'll be worth it!'

Jane went to Justine and put her hands on her shoulders.  "You do look 
lovely in that suit!" Jane told her.  "Turn sideways and let me see 
how much shows."  Justine turned and Jane said it was okay.  "Lift 
your arms."  Justine did and Jane said that her breasts still didn't 
show.  Turning Justine back to the mirrors, she instructed, "Spread 
your feet apart shoulder width.  Now squat and let me see if your 
privates show," Jane said as she moved back and squat herself..

Jane looked carefully as Justine's ass crack opened, the thin string 
of the  thong swimsuit bottom hid neither her anus nor pussy lips.

"It's okay!" Jane said as she rose and went back into the closet to 
get the same suit for Maryann.  Away from the customers, Jane leaned 
back against a shelf and cupped her boobs through her thick sweater, 
pinching the nipples to erection.  Then she teased her clit and 
scratched her anus through her heavy skirt.  Immediately she was hot 
and wet!  Jane was an ass woman.  She was having a wonderful 
afternoon!

When Jane returned she saw Maryann step back from Justine.  She wasn't 
sure, but it looked like they'd been kissing!  Jane held the bottoms 
open for Maryann to step into, but she had a hard time.  Maryann was 
holding onto her shoulder but lost her balance anyway and her groin 
was pressed up against Jane's face.  Jane inhaled deeply and nearly 
swooned.  As she lift her head up, she again bumped into Maryann's 
breasts.

"Sorry," Jane said with a broad smile.

"That's okay," Maryann muttered, getting very excited now.  "Help me 
with this stupid swim suit!"

Jane pulled the bottoms up tight against her pussy and ran her fingers 
under the waist string to make sure it was straight.  Maryann's skin 
was so warm and smooth that she wanted to do it again.  Instead, she 
helped Maryann pull up the breast strips and tied them behind her 
neck.  Then, as she'd done with Justine, Jane ran her fingers down 
under the thin fabric, getting the material straight as her hand 
caressed the breasts and tweaked the nipples.

Pulling her hands away, Jane pushed Maryann toward Justine.  "Okay 
girls, lets see how good you two look together."

Maryann and Justine stood side by side.  They turned at an angle to 
each other, jutting one hip out, perching a hand on it, and sticking 
out their chests with their shoulders back.

"Wow!  You two look great!" Jane gushed.  Down under her skirt, she 
did gush.  Her pussy was sopping!  "Let me go get my camera.  It's a 
Polaroid and I'll make a photo for you."

"Ha, ha, ha," Maryann giggled.

Justine turned her Daughter and they assumed their prior poses, facing 
the mirror.  They indeed did look hot and Justine winked sexily at 
Maryann.  She in turn, wiggled her tongue at her Mom, a sensual sign 
between that meant oral sex!

Justine's eyes got wide and she smiled lewdly, saying, "I think that 
our girl Jane is getting very turned on.  Let's turn up the fire a 
little bit!"

Justine moved close to her Daughter and pushed their crotches and 
chests together.  The both let out a sigh of pleasure and kissed.  
This was not a kiss of the normal Mother - Daughter type; this was a 
kiss of passion between two women in love.

Passions flamed as their tongues dueled.  Maryann's hands dropped to 
her Mom's ass and pulled her tight, her extra inch of high heeled 
sandal made her bow her legs a little so her clit would correctly mash 
against her Mom's through their thinly covered cunts.  Justine's hands 
move up and went inside Maryann's breast strips to cup her boobs and 
roll the sexy conical nipples.

They both gasped with the new pleasures.  Maryann let go of Justine's 
ass and put one hand inside her Mom's scant thong panty front piece, 
making direct contact with her clit and vagina.  Maryann's other hand 
went up to tease Justine's tits inside the thin strips of cloth.  Not 
to be out done, Justine adopted the same hand locations as Maryann, 
tweaking her clit with one hand as she massage her breasts with the 
other.

"God, you make me hot!" Maryann croaked.

"Ha, Ha!  My little Sister is a slut!" Justine teased as she drove two 
fingers up deep into her vagina.

"Oh God!  Fuck me!  Fuck me!  Fuck me!"  Maryann cried as she gave up 
playing with Justine.  She laced her fingers together behind Justine's 
neck and lewdly pumped her hips against the thrusting fingers.  
Justine turned her hand around and felt for Maryann's G-spot.  Justine 
knew when she found it; Maryann stiffened and cried out again, "Oh 
God!"

Justine knew Maryann well and realized she had to react immediately.  
She massaged the G-spot, used her thumb of the same hand to strum the 
clit, and pinched a nipple *hard* and twisted it cruelly with her 
other hand.  The effect was to launch Maryann into a massive orgasm.  
She would have fallen it she'd not been hanging on to Justine.  
Maryann's knees buckled and her legs turned to rubber.

Maryann's best restrained scream came out "Ugggh!  Uggggh!  
Ugggggghhhh!"

With a strong involuntary pelvic hump, Maryann knocked Justine back 
into Jane, who had been quietly standing unobserved, watching the two 
women play with each other.  Afterward, Jane wasn't sure if she stood 
with her mouth open or not, but it certainly was possible.  She'd been 
part of or seen many a sexy show by other women, but never had she 
witnessed such a sexy sex act, right in her own private dressing room.

When Justine stumbled back against her, Jane reached out to steady 
her.

"Help me!  Help me get her in the chair!"  Justine pleaded.

Together the two dragged Maryann to a nearby chair.  When they let her 
go, she collapsed into the chair.

"Thanks," Justine said, panting to catch her breath.

"You and your Sister do this often in public places?" Jane asked with 
a sly smile.

"No, only when were in private, locked rooms wearing sexy clothes with 
a charming foxy hostess!" Justine slyly replied.

"Do you think I'm foxy?" Jane asked cautiously.

"Oh yeah," Justine quickly replied.  "I've been watching you and I 
think that underneath that baggy sweater and skirt, you've got a 
killer body.  Do you?"

"I bet you'd like to find out!"

Justine reached out and pulled up on Jane's sweater, "You wouldn't be 
wrong.  Here, let me help!"

Soon Jane was wearing only a bustier, panties, and stockings attached 
by garters to the bustier, and four inch high heel shoes.

"Ooooo!  You are a sexy babe!" Justine told Jane, as her hands began 
to wander up and over her jutting breasts.  The nipples were exposed 
and Justine latched onto each, rolling and tweaking them.

"Oh my Goodness!" gasped Jane!  "That feels wonderful!"

"Lookee here Sis," Maryann said from where she'd crawled on her knees 
to Jane's legs.  "Janie is all wet!" Maryann exclaimed as she worked 
her fingers inside Jane's blood red panties. 

"Oh No!" Jane cried out.  "Don't!  Please!"

Justine ignored Jane's pleas and locked her lips over one proud 
nipple, sucking it into her mouth so she could lash it with her 
tongue.  After a minute, she switched to the other erect nipple, 
working it over lustfully.

Maryann used her free hand to loosen the tied strips behind her neck, 
dropping the two strips free of her breasts.  She then peeled off the 
thong strings and pushed the swim suit bottom down off her hips and 
legs.  She pulled it free of her feet and tossed it over onto the 
chair with her clothes.

"Lay down, Janie.  Lay down!" Maryann husked as she pulled down her 
red panties.

Justine let go of Jane's tits and let her down to first sit on the 
carpet, then lay back to watch Justine strip off her swim suit as 
Maryann had done.  Nude now, Justine dropped to her knees and began to 
kiss Jane deeply, letting her hands feel Jane's boobs, chest, neck, 
ears, and hair.

Down below, Maryann was licking Jane's legs, slowly moving up toward 
her hairy twat.  At mid-thigh on the right leg, she switch to the left 
leg and started at the ankle to lick upward again.

Jane was a committed lesbian and had been since her high school days 
many years before.  Back then, being gay was a anchor around the neck, 
especially in a small farm town in Nebraska like the one Jane had been 
from.  As soon as she could, she left for a big city.  The nearest one 
was Denver.  She found a gay community in Boulder and moved there.  
Working as a retail clerk, she met and loved many exciting women.  In 
the 1990's, things were much more liberal and she found herself living 
in a all-girl gay house; commune like.  Only they didn't share 
anything much except sex.

Jane found herself in nightly orgies; three or more girls or women 
loving each other all night or until they passed out.  Jane wore 
herself out, living on and for sex.  She ignored her diet, exercise 
plan, and her education.  After six months of a sexual intoxication, 
she fell ill.  A friend from the house took her to a free clinic and 
she was diagnosed as malnourished.  Suddenly, confined to a bed for a 
few weeks, she realized how much she'd been fucking up her life.  A 
new Jane emerged and she moved out of the house and set up her own 
place to live.  She began to audit college classes and study from 
books in the University library.  There she met a woman majoring in 
library science.  They fell in love.  She and Felicia carried on a 
torrid love affair.

Two years later, Felicia graduated and got a job here in town at the 
local library.  She and Jane moved from Boulder together and settled 
in to a nice apartment in a good part of town.  While Felicia worked 
at the library, Jane worked as a retail clerk in the lingerie store.  
After a few years, they realized that they were becoming distant.  Now 
both adults, they agreed to sleep apart and have outside lovers.  
Felicia quickly found a new love and moved out.

Jane grieved alone for many months, throwing herself into her job at 
the lingerie store with all the energy she had.  In fact, it was all 
she had to hold on to.  She became a senior clerk, then assistant 
manager, and, when the manager left to have a baby, she got the 
promotion to manager.  She adopted her conservative dress, librarian-
like in memory of Felicia (who'd gone straight, gotten married, and 
had two babies so far!).  Jane vowed to keep her sexual needs out of 
her job; she didn't want to fuck it up too.  Once in a while she'd go 
to a gay girl club and have a one night stand.  Sometimes a friendship 
began, but nothing sustaining for the last three years.

Suddenly these two sexy girls were on her, just like in Boulder so 
many years ago.  Jane was lost in the sensations.  The girl Justine 
kissed like an angel.  Her mouth on her breasts was fantastic.  Her 
wandering fingers were finding sexy places on her body that she 
forgotten she had.  Then the other Sister, Maryann, was licking her 
pussy.  Like the touch of a feather, her sexy gentle tongue was 
driving her crazy.  She was lubricating like a river in spring flood!

'Inside me!  Inside me!' Jane thought, but outside she could only moan 
her pleasure!

"Oh God!  That feels so good!  Please, please!  Don't stop!  Don't 
stop!"

Justine was happy loving this sexy woman.  She was obviously five or 
more years older than her and seemed to have a lot of girl loving 
experience.  But somehow it appeared that she was anxious for loving; 
she must have done without for quite a while.  Whatever the reason, 
Jane seemed on the edge of a deep chasm that was full of sexual 
pleasure.  She wanted to fall in but couldn't quite let herself go!

Justine whispered into her ear, "We're going to suck and fuck you into 
a mind shattering orgasm.  You'd better bite down on this!"  Justine 
tossed her own sweater on her face and moved down to where Maryann 
knelt between her legs.

"Roll her over onto your face.  Eat her fast and hard.  I'll do her 
ass!"

Maryann smiled and winked.  Justine helped roll Jane over onto 
Maryann's face and Justine pushed Jane's knees up so that her butt was 
in the air.  Parting her ass cheeks, Justine began to lick and rim her 
cute asshole.

Jane rocketed into happy cum land.  The waves of pleasure washed over 
her again and again.  Her cunt licker was poking at her sensitive G-
spot and knew just how to do it to drive her wild.  Just when the 
waves seemed to get too high, the cunt licker moved to gently lick the 
insides of her vulva.  The ass licking was getting very intense.  Jane 
hadn't had much anal sex, but which ever girl was tonguing her butt, 
she too knew what she was doing.  Suddenly, as if on a signal, both 
lickers got very intense.  A tongue began to fuck her ass and the 
other mouth sucked in her engorged clitoris to whiplash the little 
button of joy with her tongue.  The pleasure was so intense that Jane 
began to see stars as she laughed and cried at the same time into her 
now soggy sweater.

When two fingers pumped into her vagina and massaged her G-spot, Jane 
absolutely lost it.  Her whole body shook as if in a fit.  Her vagina 
gushed and the tongue in her ass began to rapidly spear in and out in 
time with the fingers in her love tunnel.  Her clit was caught in a 
powerful vacuum, then the lashing of a tongue shot bolts of fire 
through her body.  When the clit vacuum became a delicate clamp of 
teeth, Jane screamed into her sweater.

Jane's leg muscles became taut, a vise-like grip on Maryann's torso.  
Her vagina and rectal muscles clamped too, holding tongue and fingers 
tightly so they couldn't move.  A searing ball of fire rocketed from 
her ass to her clit and then up her spine and out the top of her head.  
Jane couldn't remember the last time this had happened to her and then 
she couldn't remember anything at all!

"Damn," Justine exclaimed to Maryann, "you sucked her into happy cum 
land!"

Maryann wiped her mouth and giggled, "Yeah!  Doesn't she look pretty, 
all fucked out?"

"Where's that camera?" Justine asked.  "Oh, here it is.  Let's take a 
few shots for her photo album."

Justine took three provocative snapshots; one with Jane laying on her 
belly and face, one with her partially rolled over, and a third with 
her on her back, pussy wet with girl juices and tits slick with 
Justine's spit.

The last flash photograph brought Jane out of her stupor and Maryann, 
holding the snapshots while they developed, quickly tucked the first 
photo into her Mom's purse.

"Well Jane, you sure needed that cum!" Justine said as she put the 
camera down, holding the last developing photograph.

"You call that a cum?  I'd say I was hit by a run-away tanker truck 
full of girl cum!  I haven't juiced like that in years, not to mention 
getting washed over by the tidal wave of the big 'O'!"

"You know, that bustier is cute in this picture, your pussy looks 
divine, and your tits stick up nicely too.  Too bad all that cum got 
wasted dribbling out onto the carpet but I couldn't lick it up and 
take the shots at the same time."

"Look at this one Sis," Maryann showed the previous picture to 
Justine, "you can see her sweet little ass hole winking at the 
camera!"

Jane sat up quickly and demanded, "Let me see those!"

Justine and Maryann handed the photographs to Jane and laughed at her 
look of dismay.

"It's okay, you've got the originals and there's no negatives to 
blackmail you with!" Justine teased.

Jane struggled to her feet with the help of Maryann and complained, 
"I'm only sad that neither one of you are in the pictures.  Please let 
me take a shot or two of you two!"

Maryann and Justine shared a look and agreed to be photographed, but 
insisted on their own poses.  They got back into their pink swim 
suits, got up on the pedestal under the spotlights, and stood shoulder 
to shoulder, half turned toward each other.

"God!  You two look hot!" Jane gushed, then gasped as they each put a 
hand into each other's pussies inside the thong piece and the other 
hand onto the nearest breast under the pink chest strips.  Then they 
kissed, being sure to show that it was a hot one with lots of tongue.

Jane snapped that pose and was ready for a repeat when they altered 
the pose.  Maryann and Justine turned away and bent over, sticking 
their asses high in the air for the camera.  They looked back over 
their shoulder and used a hand to slid under the other's thin thong 
strap that ran up their ass cracks, deliberately bending one finger to 
poke into the asshole.  The other hand went under their bellies to 
hold open their partner's pussy lips and slip one finger into the hot 
twat!

"Jesus!" Jane groaned as she fired off the camera, not being denied 
taking the second snapshot right after the first.

For their third pose, the two 'Sisters' got nasty!  Justine dropped 
her chest strips and pushed the bottom thong down to her ankles.  She 
sat with her knees spread wide on the pedestal with her head turned up 
and tongue protruding.  Maryann only dropped her chest strips as she 
stood spread legged over Justine, cupping her own boobs, tweaking her 
nipples.  Justine reached up and pulled the thin thong aside with one 
hand while her other hand's long finger eased up into Maryann's slick 
ass hole.  Maryann slowly settled onto Justine's tongue and stopped 
acting as the thrills from the finger, tongue, and her own hands raced 
though her body.

Jane didn't waste any time talking as she began to snap photo after 
photo, moving around to catch every pussy-licking, ass-fingering, 
nipple-twisting second of the two sluts enjoying their girl loving.  
With her face keeping the thong to one side, Justine let her hand drop 
to her own pussy where she fucked two fingers into her welcoming love 
tunnel and pinched her protruding clit with her thumb and forefinger.

Jane got that action on her last two films, then set the camera down 
and joined in the fun.  She lay on the pedestal between Justine's 
legs, pushed away her hand, and shoved her own fingers at her G-Spot 
as her lips locked around Justine's throbbing clit.

Maryann gushed out her cum as a huge orgasm buckled her knees.  
Justine and Jane helped Maryann lie down on the carpet, then arranged 
themselves in a three way daisy chain.  At Justine's pleading, Jane 
again focused her fingers and tongue on Justine's pussy.  Justine in 
turn continued to tease Maryann's hot twat, while Maryann again tasted 
Jane's juice soaked cunt.

No one had a watch on, but they enjoyed themselves completely for 
quite a while until the shop girl knocked loudly on the door.

"Come and give me a break.  I gotta go pee!" a muffled voice came 
through the door.

Jane moved her mouth free of Justine's pussy and, after clearing her 
throat, called back, "Okay.  I'll be right out there."

"I'm sorry, but I'll have to give her a potty break.  I'll be back in 
about ten minutes." Jane told them as she got up and slipped into her 
skirt.  "God, I'm shaking all over!  Thanks for the fabulous cums!"  
Jane found her sweater, looked at the big wet spot where she'd cried 
and drooled into it, sighed, and pulled it on over her head.

Maryann got the towel and handed it to Jane to wipe her face.

Jane looked at the dry towel and back at Maryann and Justine.  
"Promise you won't tell anyone what you see here?" she asked.  They 
shook their head in agreement and watched as Jane pushed a secret 
button under the desk to activate a wall panel that slid open to 
reveal a large wet bar.  Jane turned on the water, soaked part of the 
towel, and washed her face, neck, and hands.  Then she reached under 
her skirt to wipe off the girl juice on her pudenda, pubic hair, and 
thighs.

"Ooooh," Justine moaned.  "Let me do that with my tongue!"

"No, no!" Jane danced away from her, dropping her skirt hem, and 
laughing.  "I've got business to do.  You two can lick each other or 
study the books some more.  Stay out of the liquor please; at least 
wait for me!"

Jane went out to the sales floor and Justine got two glasses of water 
for themselves.  They sat and looked through the books of swim suits, 
writing down on a pad of paper they found in the desk the numbers and 
color codes for suits that they liked.

When Jane got back, they laughed together about how funny the sales 
girl acted, almost demanding to know what was going on in the dressing 
room.

"I'd like to fuck that silly bitch," Jane commented, "but I don't 
think I could ever get her to go home to her Momma again!"

"Why don't you send her in? Maryann asked.  "I would enjoy sucking 
that virgin pussy until she became a girl lover too!"

"No, she's probably dirty." Jane replied.  "She sees this big jock, 
who comes around here too often.  I've banned him from the shop; all 
he does is ogle all the women and girls that want some privacy to buy 
their under garments.  He's an asshole but he does seem to have a big 
cock.  When he gets a hard-on, you can't miss it.  The way the girl 
looks at him, I'm sure she's letting him fuck her.  I'd want her to 
shower good and have a sweet douche before I even put a finger in that 
snatch.  Now, what have you two found in the books?"

Maryann and Justine showed her their list and Jane went to find the 
suits.  After another forty minutes or so, the girls were all done.  
Jane was thrilled that each woman picked out seven suits; fourteen 
stylish swim suits cost a little over a thousand dollars.  Women's 
sexy swim suits cost more as the amount of fabric went down.  They 
choose the matching thong-an-chest-strip suits that they first wore, 
only three apiece in pink, yellow, and electric blue.  The two women 
also agreed on a matching two piece thong and string breast cups, two 
each in bright, shiny emergency orange and fire engine red.

"I think those will stand out on a crowded beach," Jane said as she 
appraised the two girls, each wearing a suit of a different shocking 
color.

"I betcha this'll give Daddy a hard-on!" Maryann teased.

"You better watch it or he'll send you home.  You know how mean he can 
be!" Justine added.

Yeah, yeah, I know," Maryann mumbled, for Jane's hearing.  "We'd 
better choose a couple of less reveling suits that we can wear around 
him."

"Then you don't want these?" Jane asked.

"Oh no!  We'll take one of each color for each of us," Justine said.  
"Now let me see if I can find something a little less risqu ."

Maryann and Justine each picked out a modest two piece.  Maryann chose 
another two piece suit but Justine found a sexy one piece that was 
backless right to the top of her ass crack.  It was a new material and 
Jane explained that the white colored one turned nearly transparent 
when wet.

"Hey!  I want one like that!" demanded Maryann.  "Take this black suit 
back; I'd rather have the white one piece!"

And so it was all set.  Maryann was pulling on her thong when Justine 
tossed her robe to her.  "We've got to pick out a few nighties and 
dressing gowns.  Don't dress yet!"

Jane's eyes registered more dollar signs and said, "By all means.  It 
will make trying them on a lot easier."

After picking up the snap shots, Jane led the women out to the sales 
floor and sent the shop girl back into the dressing room to cut off 
all the tags from the swim suits, saving them in an envelope, fold 
each swimsuit, wrap it in tissue, and put it into a large shopping 
bag, taking care to do each pile of suits separately, since one was 
one size for one customer, the other a different size for the other 
customer.

The two women choose different, but similarly sexy nightgowns and long 
silk dressing gowns.  Maryann's was off white with butterflies on it.  
Justine let Jane convince her to get a light yellow gown with large 
flowers all over it.

"Believe me, this is high style for Hawaii.  The other women will be 
wild with jealousy." Jane explained.

Justine looked at the tag and got wide-eyed at the price.  "You've got 
to be kidding!" she cried to Jane.

Jane looked at the tag and then showed Justine the label.  100% pure 
silk with hand painted flowers, guaranteed to be washable.  Made in 
Honolulu.

"Don't worry, Maryann's cost even more.  Your Daddy will praise you 
for your thriftiness!"

Maryann went into the dressing room and, after catching the shop 
girl's eye, dropped her robe and sexily bent over, to show off her 
fine butt, slipping into one of her nightgowns.  It was a floor length 
pink gauzy affair, with large ribbon bows holding it closed in three 
places.  It was small across the chest; small enough to strain sexily 
between her fat tits.

Maryann turned and twirled in front of the triple mirrors, enjoying 
the beautiful material on her sexy body.  The shop girl was staring so 
Maryann asked her, "Do you like it?"

"Oh yes!  It looks beautiful on you!"

Maryann was still horny and the idea of having sex with this young 
girl was still on her mind.  Maryann moved over to where the girl was 
sitting, cutting tags and folding swimsuits.  She took a deep breath, 
stuck her chest out, and asked the girl, "Do you think that this makes 
my boobs look too big?

The girls eyes got big and then softened as she smiled wide, "I don't 
think a girls boobs could ever get too big!" she giggled.

Maryann thought, 'how stupid!' and turned to stick her butt out, "How 
does my butt look?"

The shop girl giggled again and said, "Fine, just fine!"

Jane came in then and told the girl to get back to work.  "I need 
those tickets to work up the bill.  Please cut them off first, then 
fold.  Okay?"

Finally, everything was ready.  Maryann used her charge card and 
signed for the nearly two thousand dollars worth of beach and sleep 
wear.  They kissed Jane good bye and took one of her cards, with her 
home telephone number on the back.  Jane slipped four of the Polaroid 
photos into Maryann's hand, saying, "We need to get back together 
soon!"

Happy and smiling, the two Preston women sauntered out of the lingerie 
shop and into the mall with their bags of lingerie and swim suits.  It 
was afternoon now, the mall was busy, and they went to their car to 
drive home.  Maryann remembered that she needed to pick up the papers 
at the stock broker's office and the two women went to  see him.


End Chapter 48


********************** My Dear Readers ***************************** 
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality.  Do  
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the 
21st century will rot your mind, rape your soul, and kill your body.
************** Thank You For Reading My Story **********************

Mrs. James Wentworth Preston 
Copyright 2001 



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