Emma and her Mom - Sex Stories

Emma and her Mom

... which clearly outlined a set of hard nipples and two dark areolas. “What happened?” I asked. She stammered, “Help me, its Emma.” As we walked back to her house she muttered several times, “I’m sorry.” I still did not know what the problem was except somehow mom got a wet t-shirt and gave me an unexpected show. When we walked into the house, Ella said, “She is stuck in the tub and I can’t lift her out.” I stopped for a second and Ella grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bathroom, “Can you lift her out?” I almost had to laugh when I saw Emma. The poor girl sat naked in the tub with a wash cloth covering her pussy. I could not help looking at her large tits and in the back of my head said, “Holly milk cow.” Twelve going on twenty-one; she was a sexy piece of candy. She flushed red and then then giggled, “Good to see you again.” It broke the tension and we all laughed. I asked Ella what was the safest way of doing this because I knew there was no way I could dead lift the girl over the rim of the tub without possibly slipping or dropping her. Ella explained for me to get into the tub and have Emma put her arms around my neck. Then I could lift while she held on. “It’s the way, I normally do it, but this tub is different from what I’m used to,” she added. I looked at Emma and asked her, “Ready?” She shook her head ‘No’ and told me not to get all wet. “You can take your shirt off,” she added. I smirked and took my shirt of and both Ella and Emma got an appreciative look on ...

... their faces. I said to myself, “Yea, you girls are going to have me naked in another minute.” By this time mom had calmed down and she sat on the commode holding a huge bath towel. “When she stands up I will dry her off.” I got into the tub facing Emma and knelt down. One of her hands came up and touched my chest sending a little tingle through me. I had never thought about twelve year old girls, but seeing this naked beauty was possibly a game changer. I already thought the mom was sexy, but now my ‘Bad Angel’ was eying Emma’s boobs from close up. She put her arms around my head and pulled me into her tight. My lips were next to her neck so I gave her a little kiss and said, “Here we go.” Then I lifted her up with her body squeezed against mine. My naked chest against her naked boobs, pressing hard against me, made me inhale hard not from her weight alone. Emma moved her mouth next to my ear and whispered, “Thanks.” She giggled and kissed the side of my face where mom could not see it. Ella said, “Oh, thank you, thank you.” Emma’s tits were still pressed against me while mom dried her back and legs with the large towel. She said, “Step out,” and I was not sure if she meant me. But then she added, “Sorry, don’t move. We have a routine of how we do this. If you would, please turn Emma around without letting go.” Emma looked up at me and gave me a quiet look and I swear she tightened her arms around me for two more seconds and wiggled her boobs against my chest. Then she turned ...