naughty mother, even naughter daughter - story 2 - Sex Stories

naughty mother, even naughter daughter - story 2

... you were” and I lifted them to my face. The smell of Pam’s pussy filled the delicate fabric. It was still warm and the aroma filled the space around my nose. I had to burry myself in it and covered my nose completely so that the only thing I could do was breath in her musty smell. This had an immediate effect on Pam who reached up higher from her wet entrance to her womanhood and flicked at her clit, which had been pushed upwards and out from his secretive hood. As I breathed in huge gulps of her smell I could hear Pam moaning at this sight. I of course also thought that should someone be watching us from the safety of her bedroom, then it would be very likely that she too would be getting excited at this sight. “I’ve never seen anyone do that before” said Pam, and I looked up to see her making little circles around her swollen blub. Taking the moment further I placed she wet gusset to my lips and run it along my lips. “moist” I said, “very moist” and pushed it further into my mouth. It was indeed moist, well more like wet, as Pam had been dripping pussy juice for some time I think. “Oh my” said Pam as she started to cum. “stop right there” I commanded, “stop what you are doing, I have a surprise for you” Pam did as instructed. I turned around and went down the garden to a small raised bed of veg that we were growing. Looking for what I though would be the biggest, I pulled a carrot. Not too long by quite stumpy. Walking back Pam saw what was in my hand and said, “oh now, ...

... that is not” I cut her short, “oh yes is is” I affirmed, and washed it under the outdoor tap. As I leaned forward I kissed Pam’s neck and said that if she did I’d fill her nickers for her. She made a grab for my bobbing cock but I pulled back to my original position and told Pam to begin. “I’ve never done this before” she said, “It’s just another dildo, pull it in Pam” I replied. She sat there with her legs apart a bit, The smaller part of the carrot easily slipped in. Pam exclaimed “ooh it’s so cold” “Pam!” I exclaimed back, “Push it in” “and wet” She said “Well that’s because I just washed it, now Pam, push it in” She did as directed and as it went deeper it pushed aside her lips wide. I looked up to the bedroom window. The dim light had now disappeared, turned off no doubt. This meant one of two things. She was in bed trying to sl**p, or she was window side of the curtains, standing back a bit in the darkness, watching me breathe in Pam’s scent from her nickers, watching me rub the wetness of her nickers on my lips, and all whilst fingering her young pussy. This thought and the sight before me made me rampant, I held Pam’s nickers tight over my helmet and the semi transparent fabric felt rough on my delicate skin. Rubbing it from side to side made me quiver and shake. It was too much but I was unable to stop. “tell me Pam, tell me how it feels” I tried to hold back my mounting orgasm by asking Pam to describe her feelings “it’s so cold”, she said, “but nice. I can feel it ...