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"What time does your shift end? Have you ever fantasized about being with a mother-daughter team?" Diana asked cheerily.
"My husband always picks me up from work just in case I get bamboozled by any big spending cowboys."
"Well, neither my mother nor I have a pickup truck with a rifle rack in the back. Does he ever fantasize about seeing you with a mother sucking your ass and a daughter sucking your pussy?"
"Well, I'm sure the scene has crossed his mind a time or two since he is mostly male." Her beautiful sky blue eyes flickered mischievously and her dazzling smile told me that she was considering Diana's latest lewd proposition as a solution, a means to indulge herself in something that she was drawn into but felt at first was unattainable.
I had just sat through the entire situation in absolute embarrassment, expecting the young girl to run screaming for the police at any moment. Suddenly this tacit agreement with Diana's absurd proposition flooded my mind with delirious delusions of an orgy never before imagined. It also would have flooded my panties if they weren't stuffed so deeply into my mouth.
"So what time does hubby normally pick you up?"
"He will be here about eight tonight."
"Well, I guess Mom and I will see you then."
"Okay. I'll wait until he gets here to tell him about it, in case you two don't show."
I moved as though in a trance to hurry Diana back to work before she was late. She told me to pick her up about six and we'd go to my place and wait for time to get the waitress. Shit, we didn't even get her name. Would this be my fate, to stumble along with her in an endless procession from one lecherous scene to another even more depraved? Still I could not quell the enormous excitement that titillated every my moment with this girl. What the hell was life anyway but the compilation of memories? Would I ever look back on all this with nothing but regret? Or would I consider it the most exciting part of my otherwise dreary existence?
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 9 years agoLiked the first chapter of your story however, you drifted away from Diana and Shirley being an item and brought others into the picture. This diminished the steamy sex that you could have developed as Shirley came more under the spell of Diana. Bringing others into the story line diminished the erotic part of a potentially great story.
Would have loved for you to have developed the story in such a way as to have Diana use her sexy body to gain gradual control over Shirley thus getting her to perform sexual acts in the park, theater, or other places where Shirley's submissive side may be caught by others.
Oh well!!
curious_valerieabout 14 years agoI love your stories! I get lost in them... completely. Thank you.
