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NIGHTY-WARE 

Part 37 (mf;mF)

Prologue

It all started when mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends and neighbors in my house.  Instead of plastic storage containers, lingerie of all kinds was sampled and purchased.  My first sexual experiences came as a result of delivering these purchases to our neighbors.  Since then, I've continued to have a variety of sexual experiences with an assortment of partners.
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Dad informed us that an out-of-town business associate was coming to our city and dad had invited him to stay with us to keep company costs down.  Dad also told us that the guy was bringing his whole family: his wife, son and daughter.  They arrived a few days later.  I ignored the parents while I sized up the children.  The visitorsÕ son seemed to be my age.  I gave him a weak hello.  I focused my attention on Antonia, or Toni as her family called her.  She was dressed for a private school in short pleated skirt half way up her thighs and a matching vest over a white blouse.  She was shorter than me and her brother.  Given ToniÕs childlike looks, I estimated that she was younger than me. 

Dad had arranged for tickets to a major league baseball game.  Dad invited me and I enthusiastically accepted, making sure mom heard that IÕd prefer that to doing my homework.  Mom interceded and suddenly I wasnÕt going to the game.  Of course, that is exactly what I wanted.   I didnÕt expect that anything would happen but I was willing to give fate an even chance.

Mom told Mrs. Orlando (I remembered the city they were from, not their last name) that she had to attend a Nighty-Ware sales meeting and to expect a UPS delivery and accept it.  Mom had become quite an entrepaneur with her lingerie business.  Mom and Mrs. Orlando snickered in whispers to each other about the products mom was selling.  Mrs. Orlando seemed interested so mom offered to let her try on some samples when mom got back home.  I wondered if I could arrange to get a glimpse of Mrs. Orlando when she sampled the sheer items.  She seemed to have a nice body and IÕm always curious about such things.

Mrs. Orlando was puttering around, helping make that eveningÕs dinner while mom was away.  I sat around the living room because thatÕs where Toni was.  She kept sneaking peeks at me, as if she was interested.  I did the same, checking out her exposed legs and trying to decide just how many years younger she was.  Toni had overheard her momÕs comments to mine about the lingerie.  Toni noticed and picked up the Nighty-Ware catalog from the stack of magazines on the table and leafed through it.  She also seemed very interested in the outfits, maybe as interested as her mother had become.  I wondered what sheÕd look like, diminutive and innocent, in some see-through garment.  The doorbell rang and Mrs. Orlando answered it.  It was the UPS guy who was familiar with our house.  Not only was he making deliveries to us, but mom shipped most of her sales that way.  It was only the fortunate few nearby customers who got personal delivery and services from me.

Mrs. Orlando opened the box, explaining to me that these were samples sent to my mom for her next party.  She turned red as she removed a few samples from the box, noticing how I was watching her.  I decided not to cause her any more anxiety lest she get more cautious and mess up my opportunity to sneak a peek when she was trying them on.  As I walked out of the room, Mrs. Orlando returned to the kitchen to answer a beeping appliance.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Toni rush over to the samples and grab one.  I moved off in the direction of the den while I heard Toni run up the stairs and slam a door.  Evidently Toni was more than just casually interested in my momÕs samples.  I reversed course and crept up the stairs, trying not to make any noise.  The door to the guest room was open and Toni wasnÕt there.  I moved back down the hall to my parentsÕ room.  The door was shut and I heard movement.  I carefully opened the door to catch a glimpse.  There, standing before the full length mirror was Toni in a sample black negligee.  The nighty was so big on her that the material was dense around her torso.  I couldnÕt tell what, if any, clothes she wore beneath it.  Then I noticed the pile of clothes on the floor next to the mirror.  As she moved from side to side, the material swayed and I could see through it.  My breathing must have given me away as Toni swung towards the door.  Rather than get caught by her mom oggling her daughter in filmy sleepwear, I stepped into my folksÕ room and closed the door behind me.  I thought if I acted casual, so might she.  

ÒHi, whatcha doin?Ó I asked innocently.  

ÒI probably should have asked, but I just had to try on one of your momÕs outfits.  I donÕt own anything like this.  All of my stuff is cotton or flannel.  How do I look?Ó she asked.  

She raised her arms from her sides and leaned forward.  The material in front was reduced to a single layer, exposing two very red and protubing nipples on pearshaped breasts.  The blouse and vest of her school outfit had done a great job of hiding ToniÕs charms.  

ÒYou look beautiful,Ó I replied and I meant it.  

I stepped forward and we came face to face.  

ÒHow does it feel against your skin?Ó I asked, acknowledging that she had removed her clothes before putting it on.  

ÒTouch it,Ó she offered so I did.  

I stepped even closer and placed my hands on her shoulders.  ÒNice and silky feeling,Ó I said.  

I massaged her shoulders gently and she got a dreamy expression.  Her tongue moistened her lips.  I let my hands drift down from her shoulders, stopping when they covered her breasts.  I used my fingers to palm them, making sure her nipples were rubbed at the same time.  Toni  reached for my head and pulled my face to hers.  The sweet kiss immediately became a tongue contest.  However old she was, Toni had some significant experience.  I moved my arms around her, holding her close to me.  I pulled her buttox toward me so she could feel my erection in my pants.  She stopped kissing me and smiled as she felt the rigid organ throb against her.  She told me to undress as she untied the front of the garment and laid down on my parentsÕ bed.  Naked, I approached her on the bed.  I ran my hands up her legs and noticed that she had no waist to speak of.  The lack of hips reinforced my estimates of her age.  As I stroked her thighs, she began thrusting her hips forward, humping a cock that wasnÕt there...yet.  I laid next to her for only a moment, and then she pulled me on top, guiding my erection into the warm folds of her anxious pussy.  I entered with no trouble.  Toni was evidently practiced at sex.  

I had only made a couple of thrusts when the door to the bedroom opened.  It was Mrs. Orlando, dressed in another of my momÕs samples.  She had changed downstairs and was coming up to use that full length mirror to examine the effect.  She had no cause for worry -- she looked terrific.  If I wasnÕt laying there fucking her daughter, I would have been interested in doing her.  Mrs. Orlando was outraged and embarassed at the same time.  Her body was completely visible beneath the sheer jacket, transparent bra and panties.  She wanted to deal with me but not under these circumstances.  I thought for a moment she might retreat for more clothing but I was wrong.  I guess she decided that since I was naked, at least she was wearing something.  She ordered her daughter to leave the room and get dressed.  I had to roll off of Toni so she could follow her momÕs directives.  Toni grabbed the pile of school clothes from the floor.  As she bent down, I could see her moist pussy lips framed by her short but shapely  legs.  Reluctantly, looking back over her shoulder, she left the room.

As I laid back on the bed, my erection was visible, all shiny from her daughterÕs and my juices.  Mrs. Orlando shut the door to confront me, the cad who had been violating her daughter.  I was about to let Mrs. Orlando in on ToniÕs previous sexual exploits when I noticed where she was looking.  She seemed to be fixated on my erection which was still stiff and throbbing.  As she moved closer, she raised her arm.  I thought she was going to shake a finger at me while she scolded me for my behavior.   Instead, her hand reached out for my penis.  In a couple of steps, she was close enough to take hold of it.  She sat down on the bed and began rubbing it up and down.  I told her that it wasnÕt going to take much more to bring me off.  She muttered something about not wasting such a nice erection.  She reached behind and undid her bra exposing nicely shaped breasts.  She slid the panties down her legs and crawled onto the bed above me.  She straddled my erection and sank down on it, sighing as if I was filling a long standing need.  She moved up and down deliberately, squeezing my penis in her cunt, riding me for all of the friction she could experience.  I laid back and enjoyed the pace.  I was ready to come and told her so.  She just bore down harder on her next hip thrust and I thrust up, back at her.  I came over the next several thrusts in a slow, methodical way.  Mrs. Orlando raised up off of me and moved off the bed.  ÒThat was supposed to be my ride.  I get him next,Ó Toni announced.  She had been standing there for a while, watching me and her mother fuck.  Just that thought almost got me hard again.  Almost.

Continued in NIGHTY-WARE  Part 38

An Original HM Tale

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