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Subject: {ASSM} Vickie's Mom Chapter 5 (FFffm FemDom, oral)
Date: Tue,  6 Aug 2002 06:10:02 -0400
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VICKIE'S MOM CHAPTER 5

By Cinque Manson

"PINK PANTIES, RED PANTIES"



        "Wake up, wake up, you sleepy-heads, get up, get up, get
out of bed..."
        I opened my eyes and looked up at Joanie, standing over
me with her hands on her hips. She wore a navy blue knit dress
that flowed to mid-thigh and an apron that read "Kiss the Cook".
I rubbed my eyes and sensed Sandy stirring behind me. Vickie
entered the attic room where we were sleeping, and joined her
mother. She was dressed up, in a short basic back dress and a
string of pearls, classic. Her legs were clad in sheer black
nylons, authentic ones, with seams running up the back her legs.
Her outfit was set off by wicked high heeled pumps, ruby red, in
dramatic contrast to the rest of her ebony ensemble. Although she
wore only a trace of lipstick, her face glowed with health,
cheeks blushed pink, chestnut hair and blue eyes shining. She was
gorgeous, fifteen years old, and I couldn't help think that I
helped her realize her beauty, had helped her find the confidence
that shone from her face like a beacon.
        "Hi, Bobby, hi, Sandy."
        Sandy lay with my sheet up to her chin, anxiously
watching Vickie and her mother. Joanie had planted the seed of
fear in Sandy earlier, when she had informed her that Vickie was
angry at her for tit-fucking me. Sandy cautiously said,
        "Hi, Vickie."
        Joanie hooked the top of the sheet covering Sandy and I
and kicked it off our naked bodies. We were pink, naked, and as
devoid of body hair as an egg. Vickie crouched down at my side
and softly caressed my chest. She said,
        "Oh, Mommy, he's so smooth. It's sooooo sexy!"
        She moved slid her fingertips down my belly, over my
inert cock, and down between my legs. I felt electrified. Her
cool touch on my tender body was like praise from a goddess. She
looked up at her mother.
        "Can you do this to me, I want to be just like him."
        "Suit yourself, Vickie. You can always have Bobbyboy do
you. He's pretty good with a razor, just look at Sandy."
        Vickie did look at Sandy, with a long, dark stare. Sandy
covered her hairless triangle with her pale hands, but Vickie
reached over me and lifted them out of the way. She scrubbed
Sandy's pubic mound harshly with her knuckles. Sandy bit her
lower lip. Vickie dipped her hand between Sandy's legs and
pinched her pussylips curtly. She said,
        "Yes. Bobby, I think I want you to do me like Sandy."
        "There's plenty of time for that later. Enough chit chat,
children, time to rise and shine" Joanie said cheerfully,
clapping her hands.
        I got up, and stood between Joanie and her daughter.
Joanie walked to my straight backed wooden chair and retrieved
the articles of clothing I'd draped there before my nap. She
dangled the pair of pale pink panties on her index finger.
        "Slip these on, slutboy."
        I took them from her and stepped into them. I
straightened up. Vickie turned me around so that I faced her. The
panties were cut high up my legs, and the slim strip of nylon
between my legs rode up my ass crack, fanning out to a V at the
waist band. My genitals looked ridiculous, bunched in the crotch
of the ultra-feminine lingerie. My girlfriend cupped my sex,
absurdly bulging the front panel of the bikini cut panties, in
her hand.
        "You look silly", she said finally. I flushed pink, and
felt a tug in my loins.
        Joanie handed me the black silk kimono she'd brought home
earlier. I slipped it on. It barely covered the bare cheeks of my
butt. Joanie tied the sash around my waist and said,
        "Why don't you take little Bobby downstairs and get him
started. I'll be down when I'm finished dressing Sandy."
        Joanie was lowering herself on  the bed next to Sandy,
holding the confusing pile of leather straps, when Vickie and I
left the attic. Vickie's high-heels beat a sharp tattoo on the
wooden steps of the servant's stairway. I followed, in my short
little kimono and bare feet. I relished the idea of serving
Vickie and Joanie dinner, like their personal slaveboy.
        Once in the kitchen, Vickie showed me to a silver serving
tray. She said,
        "Go in the pantry and get that open bottle of Chateau
Neuf du Pape and three stems, please. Then join us out by the
pool."
        This seemed mysterious, who was us? Joanie was upstairs
with Sandy, and I assumed that Vickie and I were alone
downstairs. The wine stood on the pantry counter, uncorked and
airing. I opened the cabinet and pulled down three crystal wine
glasses.
        I walked out the sliding glass door to the pool carrying
the tray with the wine. I was temporarily blinded by the low late
afternoon sun. Vickie's voice cried out.
        "Over here, Bobby."
        When my eyes adjusted  I saw Vickie standing next to
another woman who sat in one of the reclining chairs. I padded
over to them. Vickie said,
        "Bobby, this Nora Handly. She went to college with Mom,
and is in town for business. She's our dinner guest tonight."
        My head reeled. I stood in front of this strange woman in
my skimpy robe and shaved legs. I couldn't have felt more naked
and exposed. Not just my body, but my perversion was on display.
I stammered hello. Nora Handly was an impressive woman. I could
not gauge how tall she was as she sat facing the setting sun, but
I could tell she was magnificent. She wore a light blue long
shirt dress, with a wide loose cut that emphasized her broad
shoulders, unbuttoned from the bottom to mid-thigh. She was
sunning her long calves and thighs, which were tanned golden. She
had her legs crossed and she bobbed her lower leg as she stared
at me. I ogled her sinewy ankles and died a small death when I
saw her feet. Perfectly proportioned, they were encased in small
golden sandals, her long toes somewhat square, her nails expertly
pedicured a rich warm red. She wore sunglasses and lipstick in a
matching shade. I was dazzled! She was golden and scarlet,
radiant, and I felt my snake stir in its nylon prison as I looked
once more at her muscular calves. She spoke in a rich contralto,
        "So, this is the boy Joan has been raving about. He's
very handsome, Vickie, and you look so happy! The last time I was
here you had a long face the entire time I was here."
        I managed to ask Nora in a squeaky voice if she cared for
some wine . I served her a glass, and watched as her bottom lip
left its red print on the rim of it. Vickie told me to place the
serving tray on the small table next to Nora.
        Vickie came next to me and said,
        "Yes, Bobby is wonderful, and we're so happy."
        As if to display how happy we indeed were, Vickie turned
me to her, with my back to Nora, and planted a deep kiss on my
lips. I closed my eyes and place my arms around her waist. She
jammed her tongue in my mouth and moved it like an oiled snake.

I joined the dance, intensely aware of the sexy stranger behind
me. Vickie raised her black nylon covered knee against me and
rubbed a thigh against my crotch. I was sporting a stiff prick
now, which rose upwards in the thin panties, thwarted for the
time being by the strong elastic waistband. Vickie brought her
hands down my back and slowly tugged the kimono up off my cheeks.
I heard Nora gasp when she must have seen the diaphanous pink
panties that were pulled tight into my crack. Vickie gently
caressed my cheeks, still frenching me, and then took hold of the
waistband of my panties and pulled them even higher.
        She spun me around, facing our guest, who sat inscrutably
watching our display, and stuck her hands under my kimono,
massaging my pole through the thin pantie material. She split the
opening of the robe so I was exposed to Nora's gaze, and took the
base of my cock between two fingers. Vickie encircled my dick
through the maddening transparent panties and kneaded me upwards.
As she reached the head, growing taut and purple, the waistband
gave and I popped out of the top. The ribbed elastic abraded the
ridge of skin beneath the exposed crown of my cock. Vickie
tickled my peehole with the nail of her index finger.
        "Bravo!" , said Nora.
        "Nora!", Joanie sing-songed from behind me.
        Joanie came clicking out in low heeled open toed sandals.
She walked up to Nora, ignoring her daughter and I. Nora stood,
six feet two inches, and she bent down and gave Joanie a frank
open mouthed kiss. Joanie exclaimed,
        "Baby! Its been too long, you know that?"
        "Well, you know how I felt about Jim. When I heard he'd
split the coop, this fox headed straight for her favorite
chicken."
        They laughed uproariously, holding each others arms.
Joanie glance over at me, my dick poking out of the shameful
undies, and said,
       "What have you two been up to?"  To Nora she remarked,
"Kids, you let 'em out of your sight for five minutes and they go
at it like there's no tomorrow."
        She sauntered over to us, holding Nora's hand. She didn't
stop until she was right in front of me. She raised her dress
above her hip with her free hand. She was naked, her tan line
white around the rich bright black of her bush. She cocked her
hip and hooked my butt with her thigh. She ground her pussy
against my prick, trapped by her daughter's hand and the
tormenting waistband of the bikini panties. Her wiry pubic hair
played hell with my exposed helmet. She spoke softly in my ear,
        "Have you been properly introduced to our guest?"
        I stood, sandwiched between my girlfriend and her mother,
dizzy with shame and lust. I said,
        "No Mommy."
        Joanie took a half step back, and brought  her hand,
still entwined with Nora's, to the length of my pounding boycock.
Joanie positioned Nora's hand above Vickie's, surrounding me
through the panties, then began drawing her fingernails back and
forth around my sensitive dickhead. She said,
        "Nora, I'd like to introduce you to our slutboy."
        Nora explored the veiny surfaces of my dick tube with her
ruby red fingernails. She said in a deep whisper,
        "So very pleased to make your acquaintance, slutboy, its
been a long time since I've felt a boy's cock get so hard. I hope
you appreciate how lucky you are. Mmm, your dick's like a piece
of stone, how do you keep from cumming, hmm, little slutboy.
Three beautiful women, three, no, six hands on your young meat,
are you excited, I am, I'm getting so wet my panties are a mess,
my panties are soaked from jacking your slutboy penis."
        She was driving me nuts with her filthy talk. The women
stood around me, all three of them lightly stroking me with both
their hands. Nora unbuttoned more of her dress, to her navel, and
displayed herself to me. She was bronze and carmine, her belly
slightly round, a faint line of copper hair descending from her
belly button to the top of her lacy red panties. She was so tall
that her crotch was on level with the tip of my standing cock,
and she splayed her legs so her inner thighs flashed golden at my
dick.
        "Mommy tells me you like to cum for her, is that right?
She tells me sometimes Vickie makes you fuck her all night long
without a cum, that must make your babyballs turn blue, well,
Aunt Nora want you to cum, right now, all over her big legs. Do
you like my legs, slutboy? Imagine how they'll feel, wrapped
around your head. Think about my big pussy swallowing your little
sex thing, does that make you hot?"
        Joanie and Vickie jacked me off in long regular motions,
coordinating their strokes. I was standing on tiptoes, my mouth
agape, watching as Nora moved forward and ground her panty
covered crotch on the upper half of my cock. Joanie pulled the
waistband of my sheer pink panties down, catching it under my
balls, springing me free and Nora pressed harder, rolling me back
and forth against the rough lace of her scarlet panties. Vickie
reached under my ass and pulled my balls from behind, and I felt
like these women were going to tear me in three different
directions.

My cum started from my ass, moving up, up and forward, churning.
I throbbed in Joanie and Vickie's hand and they aimed me at
Nora's lacy pussy. I sprayed her violently with seed, making
animal noises I couldn't even hear. Vickie squeezed my nuts in
time to my spasms, and Joanie made her fingers into a tight ring,
jacking me furiously as I pumped a lifetime's worth of semen on
the fabric covering Nora's sex. Nora said,
        "Cover me, cover me in cum, slutboy."
        She massaged my boycum around the frilled edges of the
leg openings of her red panties with both hands. Joanie said,
        "Nice lingerie, Nora. But you're really gonna lovethis."
        She took Nora's hand and my dick and led us both
to the reclining chair. She said,
        "Sit back and relax, babe, slutboy loves to clean up,
don't you, you disgusting little pervert?"
        "Yes, Mommy, I'd love to clean up Aunt Nora."
        I sat cross-legged on the cement patio. It was twilight,
and Nora took off her sunglasses, setting them on the service
tray. She peered at me with almond shaped eyes. They were yellow,
like a cat. She opened her giant thighs and pushed me into her
with the heels of her feet. I felt someone next to me. It was
Vickie. She said,
        "I want to taste you, Bobby, I want to share your cum."
        Nora moved one enormous calf off my shoulder and enclosed
both of us in her warmth. We fell on her like wolves.

She raised her legs in the air and Vickie and I slathered her
inner thighs, sucking  up all the jizz I had deposited there.
Vickie pulled at Nora's panties with her teeth, stretching them
away from the spacious gap of her crotch. I buried my face in the
crook of her thigh, sucking the lambent goosebumped skin.
Vickie's tongue and mine met and danced. She pulled the wet red
panty crotch to one side, and we maintained our duel, now
including Nora's the thick lipped pussy. We alternated flicking
trips up and down the older woman's amazing lubricant-slicked sex
box. Nora had been right, she had soaked her panties, she was
oozing cunt juice in a steady wash on our muzzles and chins. Nora
clutched her thighs and suddenly her box opened. She gaped at us
with open wide cunt. We set back to work, Vickie inserting a hard
skinny teen-tongue into Nora's slippery hole, fucking her in
short rapid jabs, while I sucked her clit, enormous like
everything else about her, into my mouth, and ululated my tongue
against it. It was as long as Sandy's peculiar appendage, but
fat, with a wrinkled knot of skin at the end. Its resemblance to
a tiny dick thrilled me with transgressive images, Nora fucking
my ass with her fat long clit, Nora's clit gliding in and out of
my fifteen year old girlfriend. I made love to Nora's nasty dick
of a clitoris, throwing myself into the role. I  opened my mouth
wide and tried to reach the back of my throat with the golden
forty year old giantess' finger-thick clit, washing it in my
saliva. But Nora was all-woman. She grabbed my head with her
strong fingers, jamming me up and down on her. She had achieved
an impressive erection, her engorged oysterhead impaling my
mouth. I ran my tongue in rings around it. Nora growled deep in
her throat. I looked down and glimpsed Vickie vigorously bumping
her head into Nora's wide open gash, the lips flapping, fucking
her cunt with her tongue fully extending. Nora came, nearly
crushing my head in her grasp, thankfully sparing us the strength
of her thigh muscles by raising, not closing, her legs. I snapped
Nora's clit back to her, and Vickie and I frenched, sharing the
amazing flavor of Joanie's mature college buddy's copious, rich,
cunt liquor.
        Joanie called to us from the kitchen,
        "Time to eat, dinner's ready!"


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