Kelly's Mom - Sex Stories

Kelly's Mom

... quietly up behind Brenda, she held her phone high overhead in one hand and took several pictures of Brenda watching the sexy scene below as she played with herself.

Brenda gasped, watching the two girls bind Vicki's arms with her own bikini top. But where was Kelly? Brenda watched as Becca began playing with her daughter’s boobs, no longer just playfully. The eroticism of the scene below was now real.

“Oh my lord!” Brenda moaned deeply, as Kelly got it on video.

Down on the pool deck, Vikki’s boobs were being toyed with more aggressively by Becca as Evie began grinding against the bound teen’s ass, moaning into the daughter's ear. Vikki attempted to pull away but couldn't, now also in Becca's grasp.

Slipping her phone into her suit, Kelly walked up behind Brenda and whispered in her ear, “Don’t even think about moving. Just keep your eyes on your daughter.”

Brenda flinched, but obeyed the girl's orders. Kelly grinned as she pulled Brenda’s arms back, holding her firmly. Brenda took a deep shuddering breath, closing her eyes for a moment and then opening them again. She couldn't believe the sight of her beautiful daughter being held, groped and molested by her two friends. The sash was slipped behind both elbows, then tightened before she could object.

Suddenly, Brenda knew that a line had been crossed. There was no denying to Kelly or to herself that she'd secretly wished this to happen, but this was too much!

Once Kelly had two good wraps of the ...

... long sash around the woman's elbows and crossed wrists, she knotted it quickly. She thought the woman might have fought her, but the half-naked MILF just stood there, her eyes on the girls below them.

"Good girl, mommy-pet. Good girl."

Kelly pulled Brenda over to the middle of the window and opened the blinds wide.

Evie had been expecting it, and as soon as the movement of the blinds showed Brenda's curvy form, she took Vicki's chin in hand, lifting it so the girl could see her mother looking down at her.

“Uh-oh. Mommy's watching,” she said with a smirk. Kelly turned the mother sideways, so her daughter could see she was also bound. Vicki gazed upwards, watching as Kelly wrapped more of the long sash around her mother's wrists, then pulled the end up and wrapped it around Brenda's neck. Vicki watched as her mother's arms were pulled up behind her back, much as Evie had tied hers. This made Brenda’s boobs stand out.

Kelly turned the trembling woman back towards the wide open window and pushed her forward until she was up against the glass. She slid Brenda’s top up over her breasts and mashed them against the window.

Down below, Evie told Becca to take her phone and start recording. Then she slipped Vicki's wet swimsuit bottom down and off, held the girl from behind by the neck and stuffed them into her mouth.

Upstairs, Brenda gasped aloud. "Oh my god!" she blurted as she was manipulated. She locked eyes with her daughter below as Becca and Evie took turns ...