Kelly's Mom - Sex Stories

Kelly's Mom

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Once her thoughts were quickly collected, Kelly was able to answer. “Oh, hey! Not that long ago. Vikki just let me use her room to change into my new bikini.”

Having been around Kelly and other pretty friends of Vicki, it was not shocking to Brenda to see the nearly naked bodies of cute teens. Some of them were prettier than others, and Kelly was at the top of the list. She was clearly proud of her new swimsuit, and slowly did a couple of turns as she asked, "So Brenda, do you think this top is too tight across my chest?"

Brenda stared. She told her, “No, it fits pretty perfectly, actually.”

Kelly turned once more and stopped with her ass towards the older woman. She looked back over her shoulder seductively.

" What about the bottom, Brenda.... do you think that fits perfectly, too?”

This time Brenda swallowed hard and took a moment to reply.

"Y...yes, Kelly. I mean, it really does."

In came two wet dripping teens in towels, Evie and Becca, scampering past while squealing and giggling about how cold the air conditioning in the house was, as they headed towards the bathroom.

Hey, Kel,” Becca sang. “Out at the pool!”

As much as Brenda was used to seeing such displays of youthful sexuality from the girls, it almost always put a lump in her throat. And the way Kelly had flirted with her and called her "Brenda" in that tone! This had to have been the first time she had been so turned on by a teenage girl; but it wasn’t just any girl. It ...

... was Kelly, the often quiet one who sat back and watched, and was maybe the most mature and smartest of Vicki's friends. And Brenda now had to admit to herself, the girl was getting to be quite the little hottie!

Brenda turned and busied herself in an attempt to hide her blushing red face from Kelly and the other girls who might soon come dashing back to the warmth of the yard, or to splash in the pool.

Laying out a towel on an empty chaise lounge, Kelly smirked. She'd seen the embarrassed look on Brenda's face as she forced her to comment on her body. She turned from the chaise and slipped into the pool with Vicki.

Back in the kitchen, Brenda had calmed herself. The thoughts of Kelly’s ripening young body wouldn't leave her mind, though. Brenda made herself a drink to help cool those thoughts, but it didn't do much.

“Hey Brenda, can I ask you something?” Kelly’s voice was close.

That snapped Brenda from her trance, and she looked over. Kelly was standing at the doorway to the kitchen soaking wet; that bikini plastered to her body, with prominent nipples poking through the top of the almost translucent fabric.

“Uh uh…ye..yeah..what is it?” Brenda asked, trying to focus on something that was not the barely covered teen standing in her kitchen. No use; her eyes drifted over Kelly’s body, following the drops of water as they cascaded downward.

Kelly smirked, knowing Brenda was eyeing her up again.

“Can you make us some lemonade..like, maybe that special ...