Mom Loves Not Her Daughters - Sex Stories

Mom Loves Not Her Daughters

... and down her arms. She looked sexier than I ever thought possible as she looked up into Michelle's eyes with a sparkly look and licked her lips, her dress entirely bunched around her waist. She just put her head back and held onto Michelle as Michelle's mouth went down to her little breast. She groaned with pleasure, one stocking covered leg going around Michelle's thigh, as Michelle suckled her to another orgasm almost immediately. Watching from my position a few feet away on the chaise lounge, I could see everything, from Amy's high heels and long, stocking covered legs writhing around, to Michelle's gorgeous bottom sticking up in the air invitingly as she bent over her. Taking a step back and letting Amy rest back on her elbows, Michelle's short skirt back rode up above her thigh high stockings and nearly gave me the view between her legs I wished for, only a few inches away from the back of the lounge I sat on. Amy moaned loudly as Michelle put her mouth over Amy's pussy. One of Amy's high heels lifted straight up in the air while the other heel hooked the edge of Michelle's bed, opening herself widely to Michelle's mouth. I couldn't stand it any more as Amy began having orgasm after orgasm and reached my hand to the conjunction of Michelle's legs from behind. I didn't know what to expect -- perhaps a nasty look for interrupting her, a shift out of my reach, or a scream -- but I didn't expect her to reach back with one hand and pull her skirt all the way to her waist ...

... before bending her knee to spread her legs for me. From my position so close to her, I could see the glistening fluids as they drained down the inside of both thighs onto the elasticized tops of her stockings. I also had a great view of the way her puckered little asshole seemed to kiss the air as her buns clenched and the way her pussy opened to a quarter inch black hole that would accommodate my finger perfectly. She arched her back, raising her ass, as my finger slid into the opening and my thumb found the swollen bud of her clit. That quickly, I had a great view of two girls climaxing. Chapter 7 AFTER QUITE A while, I think Michelle started getting a little sore and Amy couldn't stand it any more. Michelle straightened up and looked back at me with a big wet grin on her face. Amy's juices glistened from Michelle's nose to chin and from dimpled cheek to dimpled cheek. My hand was greasy with Michelle's fluids so I followed her to the bathroom when she went to wash up. Just inside the door, she turned and put her arms around my neck. "Thanks for bringing Amy, honey," she said before she covered my mouth with her musky smelling face. If the smell hadn't been intoxicating, the kiss still would have been. It was a good thing she didn't hold it for more than a long moment before turning to the sink and washing her face and hands. I couldn't help but watch as she lifted her skirt then and sat down on the toilet with her legs spread while I washed my face and hands before touching up ...