Chapter 2
The next evening, Mr. Martin arrived after Anne had returned from her job. She wore a bright, sexy, red dress, her blonde hair was short. She had thick make-up on, eye shadow, red lipstick, and she wore hose set off by red high heels. She was an older, more mature reflection of her beautiful young daughter.
Mr. Martin got right down to business. He pulled an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Anne. She peered inside and brought out a crisp, new hundred-dollar bill.
She seemed impressed.
"This is most unusual," she said.
"Why?" Mr. Martin challenged.
"Just is. I've never heard of anything like this."
"Perhaps you've led too provincial a life, Mrs. Bradley."
"Maybe I have, if there's money ... " She cut herself short.
"To be made so easily?" Mr. Martin said, finishing the sentence for her.
"Maybe."
Shannon appeared, walking into the living room in a tight black mini and pink high heels. She wore a pink sweater that enhanced the proud push of her big round tits.
Mr. Martin handed her a box of lingerie.
"Would you first wear the black garter belt, the dark hose, the black bra, and the little black panties?" he asked.
"Should I wear my skirt and sweater, too?" Shannon asked.
"To begin with," Mr. Martin smiled.
Anne fixed drinks and they waited for Shannon to dress.
She reappeared. Her sandy-blonde hair was curled around her beautiful face, and came down so it touched her shoulders. Her lips were bright red, and her cheeks were blushed deep pink. She wore white high heels.
Mr. Martin proceeded to take sexy pictures of her in skirt and sweater, the skirt up on several occasions. Then they progressed to panties and bra, garter belt and nylons, and finally Mr. Martin asked Shannon to take her panties off.
Shannon tugged them down on her thighs to reveal a thick patch of brown pussy hair.
"I don't know about this," Anne said.
"It's okay, Mom," Shannon reassured her, rather liking the fact she could show off her pussy.
Shannon posed sexily in a big stuffed chair, her legs set apart, her big tits out over the top of her bra, her panties down past her pussy.
Mr. Martin got several sexy shots of her, then asked her to put on the black merry widow he had purchased. When she reappeared, Shannon looked gorgeous in the tight, body-hugging widow. The garter straps were tight to the nylons, the bra cups pushed up her fabulous tits, and she wore no panties, preferring to let Mr. Martin have dibs on good hot shots of her pussy.
This he eagerly did, posing her standing, sitting, and then lying on the couch.
"Those are naughty poses," Anne warned.
"I feel naughty," Shannon smiled.
"Well, you better cool it down, Shannon," Anne said sternly.
"Perhaps you should give her a little spanking, Mrs. Bradley," Mr. Martin suggested. "I'll take a photo of it."
"Huh?" Anne said, amazed.
"Sure, and I'll pay a bit more, too."
"Yeah, gimme a little spankin', Mom!" Shannon urged.
After some hesitation and argument, Anne agreed to some spanking photos. Shannon lay over her lap in the black merry widow. Anne looked up at the camera, then down at Shannon's fabulous ass. She paddled it lightly.
"Like this?" Anne said.
"Yes!" Mr. Martin panted, his cock now hard as brick in his slacks.
Shannon lay over Anne's lap, her luscious teen curves rippling, her cute ass arched. Anne slapped her ass. Dave snapped a couple of pictures. His cock thumped in his slacks.
Dave put the camera down and approached the chair. Anne sat looking up, regal in her bright-red dress.
Shannon still lay across her lap in the black merry widow, the garter straps slashing into her lush ass. She looked back over her shoulder at Dave.
His prick bulged at his crotch. She could see the throbbing and thumping. He reached down to feel Shannon's bare ass.
"No touching!" Anne snapped.
"Just a pat," Dave whispered.
"No, I told you we'd do this my way."
"Aw, let him feel my butt, Mom," Shannon said. "It won't hurt nothin'."
"No!"
"Why not?" he said.
"Because ... no touching," Anne repeated.
"Let him go ahead and feel it, Mom."
"Well, if it's okay with you, I guess ... "
Dave reached out and caressed Shannon's fabulous young ass, his hand fanning the arched curve, the bald smoothness of her chubby ass cheeks.
"Nice," Dave whispered. "Very, very nice."
Shannon smiled.
His hand explored the girl's gorgeous buns, her tight, curved ass cheeks, his fingers pressing, pinching lovingly, his hand circling lightly.
Anne sat and watched his caressing intently. She glanced up from his patting hand to his cock bulge, saw it throb against his slacks.
"That's enough, you've fondled her enough now," Anne said firmly. "Get up, Shannon."
Shannon stood up, rising slowly, looking marvelous in the black merry widow which hugged her lovely, young body. The garter straps were tightly hooked to her dark nylons, and her gorgeous brown-haired pussy looked as delicious as a candy bar. Her big 36C tits set up round, high, proud, the little nipples erect and beautiful.
"May I kiss her?" Dave whispered.
"No!" Anne quickly replied.
"I'll pay more," Dave argued.
"Aw, let him kiss me once, Mom. It'd be fun."
"How much more you gonna pay?" Anne asked.
"Fifty dollars?" he suggested.
"Do you want to, Shannon?" Anne asked.
"Sure."
Dave took his wallet out and tossed it to the floor, then he pulled lovely Shannon against him and kissed her bright, wet, glistening red lips in a hot, slurping kiss.
His hands roamed the back of the elastic stretch of the merry widow. His cock thumped at Shannon. She felt the hard curve of the man's cock shaft bend against her, and a tingle of excitement went through her. Dave's hands settled onto the luxurious buns of her fine ass, he cupped the ass cheeks and pushed Shannon tighter against his bulging prick.
Their lips were wet, open, eager. Dave's tongue speared into Shannon's mouth. She nibbled it, swished her saliva with his, slapped her tongue on his lips.
Anne sat regally in the chair, like a queen watching every move, every moment of her sweet daughter kissing the passionate older man. She let them continue, said nothing about Dave's cupped, curved palms on Shannon's beautiful ass cheeks.
Shannon rolled her hips, pushed in and rubbed on Dave's big hard-on. This thrilled him. He shuddered and kissed her harder, pinched her ass tighter. He humped down so his cock pushed through his slacks at her young pussy.
"Okay, that's enough!" Anne barked.
Shannon and Dave broke their kiss, both out of breath, both trembling with excitement.
Dave brought his hand around in between them and cupped Shannon's pussy, rubbing, fingering. She pushed her cunt out to meet his sweet strokes.
"Hey! None of that now!" Anne yipped.
"Let him, Mom," Shannon argued.
"No."
"He'll pay more—won't you, sir?"
"Yes," Dave said, rubbing slowly between Shannon's legs.
"I don't care, I don't want him rubbing you down there!"
Dave's hand continued, his fingers threading the thick mats of brown cunt curls. Shannon's pussy sprinkled his fingertips with sweet cunt juice.
"I said stop!" Anne huffed.
"Take some more money out of my wallet," Mr. Martin said.
"Yeah, it's okay, Mom," Shannon whispered, looking up into Dave's handsome face.
Anne lifted the wallet from the floor and pulled out several bills.
Dave started fucking a finger in Shannon's cunt.
"Ooooh!" Shannon puffed, her lips in a wet, red O.
"All right, go ahead then—if it's okay with Shannon," Anne said, gazing at Dave's hand, watching him finger-fuck Shannon's creaming pussy.
Dave's prick thumped wildly in his slacks. A big gooey spot formed at his crotch where his prick tip kept oozing droplets of hot pre-cum in his shorts.
"I want you to feel my cock," Dave whispered to Shannon.
"She's not gonna do that!" Anne snapped.
Shannon trembled all over from the thrilling drilling of Dave's hot finger in her cunt.
Dave bent down and kissed Shannon's big round tits, sucked the sweet little nipples as his finger kept fucking her cunt.
Then he quickly dipped to his knees, still keeping his finger fucking in Shannon's pussy. He kissed and licked her creamy thighs above the nylon tops.
"You better not do what I think you're gonna do!" Anne warned.
"Take some more money," Dave whispered.
Then he plastered his mouth on Shannon's hot little pussy.
"Stop that!" Anne growled.
"Oh, Mom!" Shannon cried.
Dave's tongue wagged like a wild dog's tongue up and down Shannon's cunt slit, licking, tickling, sending ripples of delight through the young darling.
"Okay—stop right now!" Anne commanded.
"I don't want him to stop, Mom," Shannon sighed. "Let him do that."
Anne took some more money from the wallet.
"Are you sure, Shannon?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah!"
"Does it feel good, honey?" Anne said.
"Uh-huh ... yes!" Shannon cooed, looking down, watching Dave lick her cunt. "He's lickin' it, Mom!"
"I know, honey. You want him to stop now?"
"No, uh-uh! Let him go!" Shannon whimpered, rolling her luscious hips, pushing her pussy at Dave's lapping tongue.
He reached behind her and cupped her ass cheeks, then opened his mouth wide and sucked her cunt.
"Ahhh, oooooh, Mom!" Shannon sobbed. "He's suckin' me!"
"I know, darling. Does it feel good?"
"Yes, yessssss!" Shannon cried.
Anne was getting hot watching Dave suck on her daughter's lovely cunt. She slid up on the edge of the chair to get a better view of the cunt-lapping.
Dave slurped voraciously on Shannon's delicious cunt, sucking full-blast on the little muffin, chewing it lightly, nibbling, licking.
Then he found her clit and diddle-fucked it with the tip of his tongue.
"Oh, Mommmmmm!" Shannon yelped.
"Yes, honey?"
"Oh, jeeeeez!"
"Feel good, baby?"
"Ah, ohhhh, yessss!" Shannon cried.
Dave clutched her ass tighter, fucking his tongue into her pussy, sucking, tickling, until Shannon shuddered violently and quaked into a brilliant climax.
"Oh, shit!" Shannon bellowed. "Oh, Mom! I'm ... I'm ... I'm ... "
"Cumming, honey? You cumming?"
"Oh, yeahhhhhhh!"
"Feelin' real good, darling?" Anne asked.
Shannon's face was wrinkled and crinkled with lines of ecstasy. She closed her eyes, turned her face toward the ceiling and let the good feeling flood through her body.
"Feelin' ... feelin' ... goooodddd, gawwwd, good!" Shannon mumbled.
Dave kept licking, sucking, fucking at her cunt with his mouth and tongue, taking the young girl on a climactic ride to pleasure she had never thought possible.
Shannon stiffened, jerked forward at the waist, put her hands out and clutched Dave's shoulders for balance, as the tingles of delight kept zinging through her, kept her feeling good.
"Ah ah ah!" she huffed. "Ahhhhhhh!"
Shannon had never felt anything that had given her so much pure joy. She wanted her orgasm to last forever. She wanted to radiate with that tingling delight as long as she could. She wanted Dave to suck her into oblivion.