My mom, the slut... (Ch 10, 11, & 12) - Sex Stories

My mom, the slut... (Ch 10, 11, & 12)

... upward and then pressed her lips to her daughters, her eyes watching the younger woman's reaction in the semi-dark, her tongue just barely teasing the girls lips before she broke the kiss and moved back, looking away, embarrassed.

"Mom..." Sandy found only a whisper of a voice.

There was a knock on the door, and it opened. Master walked into the room. "How are you ladies getting on in here?"

"Very good, Master," came slave maryanne's instant affirmative reply.

"Thank-you slave. I would like a moment with Sandy." Master Nathan stated, and with one last kiss on her daughter's forehead, slave maryanne stood and left the room.

Master Nathan moved over to the bed, then found the switch for the light on the side table. "Do you mind?" Sandy shook her head as Master Nathan turned the light on.

"May I?" Master indicated the bed, and again Sandy bid him permission, as he sat next to her. She sat up a little, pulling the blanket up with her, as if to hide her body from him even though she was still fully clothed. She couldn't bring herself to make full eye contact with the man who had just rubbed her pussy and made her have the most intense orgasm she had ever felt in her life, right in front of her family. Furthermore she was incredibly aware that this time she wasn't just wearing damp pussy-smelling pyjamas - she was sitting in her own pussy-soaked panties.

"Thank-you."

"What for?" Sandy asked the older man, shyly.

"For trusting me. For letting me ...

... be one of the first people to touch you in that way. It was a very special moment in your life, and I'm honored you allowed me to be part of it."

Sandy gave him a sideways glance. "You said you could make me cum with just one finger," she said. "And you did."

Master Nathan leaned a little closer, and whispered with a grin. "You should see what I do can with my dick."

Sandy blushed, giggled slightly, and tingled a little at the comment. "Naughty." she managed to reply.

"Are you a virgin, Sandy? Really?"

Shrugging her shoulders shyly, Sandy said "Yes, I am."

"Why?"

"Why? Cos I haven't had sex yet."

"Why haven't you had sex yet? You're an attractive girl, boys must have tried."

For a moment Sandy considered her answer. "Mom and dad always talk about how they were each other's first, and how they loved each other, and I guess I just wanted that for me, too. I just haven't met a guy I've felt that way about."

"But, now you know that your mom and dad, even though they love each other very much, are not a very good match, sexually? Do you think that changes how much they love each other?"

"I guess not..."

"So, sex and love are not the same thing."

"I guess so..." Sandy replied, twitching her nose in thought.

"Have you never been tempted to just - go for it? No boy ever got you excited enough to surrender to temptation? Or - a girl?"

Sandy shrugged her shoulders noncommittally again. "Well... I might have been tempted... but - I've ...