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My Boss My Slut - 4
by Ving Too (oldbeatnik007@hotmail.com)
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She makes a mistake, I take advantage, sexual
advantage of her. (MMF, reluc, inc, oral, anal, bd,
beast, exh, d/s, beast)
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Chapter 4
I took the girls out to see the car first. They both
fell in love with it of course. When I told Amy I
would drive her to school so she could be seen
arriving in the coolest car ever she jumped into my
arms and frenched kissed me. I put my hands under her
ass cheeks to hold her to me, they were firm and fully
packed and my cock jumped in my shorts. It was going
to be difficult but I had to wait for Amy to make the
first move before I would fuck her. Oh well, I'll just
take out my frustrations on her mother.
"Let's go back into the house ladies, I do believe you
have some clothes to show me?"
"Oh, Mr. Brown you are going to love what we bought,
it's all soooo sexy," said Amy enthusiastically.
"And what do you think Brenda, are you as happy with
your new clothes?"
"We did find some really beautiful outfits, but I'm
not sure about being seen in them at all," replied
Brenda.
"Oh mom, don't be such an old fuddy-duddy, and besides
those four boys sure thought you looked hot when you
showed off your panty covered ass to them," Amy
giggled.
"Really, and why did you expose your panties to four
boys Brenda?" I inquired.
I saw Brenda blush and not say a word.
"It was so funny Mr. Brown, mom came out of the
dressing room and was walking down the aisle towards
me wearing a broomstick pleated skirt when I saw these
four boys walking by and they just stopped dead in
their tracks and stared at mom. Their mouths dropped
open and one of them pointed at her. Then mom turned
around while asking me how it looked in the back.
That's when I saw what made those boys stop; mom had
caught the hem of her skirt in the waistband of her
panties and she was exposing her panty covered ass,
garter straps and nylons to them," Amy said in a rush.
"And you, young lady, never said a word to me, you
just left me standing there with my panties exposed to
the world until I saw myself in a mirror."
I laughed
"Good for you, Amy, I'm proud of you for not saying
anything. I'm just sorry I missed your very first
public exposure, Brenda, but it sounds exciting, we'll
have to do that again sometime soon."
Brenda blushed red as a beet and remained just as
silent.
We walked as we talked and we were now back in the
house standing at the foot of the stairs.
"Okay ladies, it is time for your modeling session. I
am going to move a chair over here so I can watch you
come down the stairs; and as you walk down I want you
to hold your skirts up so I can see the panties you
bought. When you reach the bottom of the steps you can
drop your skirts, walk in front of me, slowly turn
around, then raise your skirts again so I can feel the
fabric your panties are made of. Got that? Easy
enough?"
They both nodded, Amy with much more vigor than her
mother.
"Amy, the first things I want you to wear are a couple
of outfits you picked for school, and Brenda your
first couple should be work clothes. Then you can
model your other outfits, starting with your longest
skirts and dresses and then work back until you are
modeling the shortest things you bought, okay?"
They both nodded again and left to change. While they
were gone I went to the kitchen and grabbed a high
backed chair so I could comfortably sit and watch a
teenage girl and her mother show off their bodies to
me. I also brought out a joint and lit it up, might as
well be high and really enjoy the sights.
About ten minutes later and through the haze of a good
buzz I saw Amy at the top of the stairs. She was
wearing a t-shirt with a photo on it and a loose skirt
that came down to her mid thighs; white anklet socks
and a pair of 4 inch heels completed her outfit. She
approached the first stair and I watched in rapt
attention as she grabbed the bottom of her skirt with
both hands and raised it to her waist. She was wearing
a tight pair of pale blue panties with brown pictures
on them.
As she descended the stairs I could see the pictures
were panda bears and as she drew closer I could see
her panties were so tight they formed a camel toe;
the photo on her shirt turned out to be the latest
teen heartthrob, though I couldn't tell you his name
even if I was water boarded.
Amy dropped her skirt when she reached the bottom of
the stairs, walked the few steps so she was a few feet
in front of me and stopped. I could make out her
nipples under the t.
"I can see your nipples, Amy, will that be okay in
school?"
She looked down at herself
"Awe shucks, I was hoping the picture would help and
no one would notice."
"Well, you do have to look hard to see them. I know,
why don't you wear it to school and if anyone
complains just tell them your bras were all in the
wash and you thought the picture would hide them and
be okay. If they want you to change just call and I'll
bring you something else to wear."
"Oh Mr. Brown you are just the coolest."
"Amy, you have sucked my cock and swallowed my cum
twice, now you are about to let me run my hands all
over your panty covered pussy and ass, don't you think
it's about time you called me Hank?"
Amy gave me a big smile
"It's kinda hard not to say mister after having it
drilled into me to be polite to my elders ever since I
can remember, but I'll try."
"Well how about you just think of me as a friend
instead of an adult. Here, I bet no adult would offer
you some pot to smoke," and I fished out the half
smoked joint and lit it up.
"I don't know about that," she said apprehensively,
"I've never smoked any before."
"It'll be okay, and I know you'll love it, it'll make
you feel a little light headed but your senses will
all be enhanced, especially your sense of feel and
touch." Hell, I don't know what I was talking about,
but if I planted a seed, from years of smoking pot, I
know she will be susceptible to suggestion
"Here, I'll show you, take a little in," and I inhaled
a bit of smoke, then squeaked in that hold your breath
and talk at the same time voice; "then take in a deep
breath of air and hold them both in your lungs. If you
take in a little pot and a lot of air, the smoke gets
diluted and it won't be as harsh on your throat." I
put the joint up to her lips and she sucked in, then
took a breath of air. Great, she didn't cough.
"Now hold it in as long as you can." Amy held her
breath for 15 or 20 seconds and then I offered her a
second toke. This time she took in a bit more smoke,
but she still didn't cough. Hey she's a natural, I
thought, I'll have to keep her high all the time, um,
a horny stoned beautiful teenage girl literally at my
fingertips, ah, life is good.
As I held the joint to her lips for a third hit I
heard from the top of the stairs
"My god, what are you doing? Are you giving my
daughter drugs? Brenda all but screamed.
"Yes, Brenda, I am getting your daughter high on
marijuana. It is a wonderful drug. She will be allowed
to smoke pot and take ecstasy, she will not be allowed
to use any other drugs, especially meth and crack. She
will not be allowed to drink alcohol, if I find some
cocaine worth buying I will let her have some of that,
but only in moderation. These same rules apply to you
as well, some nice drugs to relax you but nothing
dangerous...
"...And I don't know how many times I have to tell you
Brenda, you have no say in the matter, what I do and
don't do with your daughter is out of your control, so
please, just shut the fuck up and get that luscious
ass of yours down here so you can have some pot too,
and maybe relax that uptight cunt of yours." And I
gave her a stoned smile.
She looked at me for several seconds, I'm sure
wondering if losing her job was worth the satisfaction
of throwing me out of her house. Then I saw her shrug
her shoulders, walk to the edge of the stairs and as
she put her foot on the next step down she raised her
skirt up to her waist showing me what kind of panties
she was wearing. I guess the decision was made.
Brenda was wearing 5 inch stiletto shoes, dark
nylons, pink bikini panties, and a black garter belt.
Her skirt was black, broomstick pleated, and part of
a set with a matching double breasted suit coat. My
eyes became riveted on her nylon clad legs and their
junction with her pussy. Her panties were very pretty
and very feminine, as she descended closer I could see
lace patterns in them and a little red satin bow just
below the waistband on their front panel. Did I tell
you Brenda is tall, about 5'8-9" maybe even 5'10' and
in those heels she was a blonde goddess with legs that
went on forever.
I couldn't help myself, I unsnapped and unzipped my
jeans then took out my fast expanding cock. Brenda was
just one of the most erotic looking women I had ever
seen, and I needed to jack off while I looked at her.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Amy glancing
down at my cock while she ran her hands up and down
her bare thighs under her skirt.
Brenda reached the bottom of the steps and dropped her
skirt. I could now see that it came to about 5 inches
above her knees. Because her thighs are so long the
skirt actually covered a good deal of them, but it
still looked sexy as hell. She stopped a foot or so in
front of me and made a slow circle standing in place.
"This is the skirt mom was wearing when she showed her
panties off to those boys."
"Really?" Brenda turn around, Amy go put your mothers
skirt in the same position it was in when she flashed
them, I want to see what it looked like too."
Amy quickly moved over to her mother and lifted the
hem on the left side of the skirt and tucked it into
the left side of her panties waistband. This exposed
Brenda's entire panty covered left ass cheek, part of
her right ass cheek and the black garter straps
running down the backs of her thighs where they held
up her nylons. I stroked my cock a little harder and a
little faster.
" Change of plans, instead of me why don't you, Amy,
go over to your mother and run your hands over her
panties. You should be stoned enough by now to be able
to have a very sensitive touch in your fingertips. You
can tell me how your mother's panties feel."
Complete bullshit, but if it was going to get me the
chance to watch a daughter mother lesbian scene, fuck
yeah I'll take it. I watched in complete awe as Amy
did as she was told. In her stoned trance she
outstretched her hands and put them on her mother's
ass. She put them palm down and rubbed her mother's
ass with her fingers spread apart, then she raised her
palms so just her finger tips were touching her
mother's panties and rubbed them in circles around her
ass cheeks.
"Oh Hank they feel so slick and slippery, like I could
skate on them. These panties are some of the satin
ones mom bought."
"Very good Amy, now put your hands between your
mothers legs and feel the crotch of her panty where it
covers her pussy, tell me how hot it is and if it
feels wet. Brenda, spread your legs so your daughter
can get a better feel of your panty covered pussy."
Oh man what a sight; my eyes were glued to the
juncture of Brenda's torso and legs as her daughter
reached her fingers towards her mother's pussy. Brenda
for once didn't hesitate and spread her legs, actually
wider than they had to be, but in doing so exposed
even more of her panty covered cunt to her daughter's
fingers.
"Wow, Hank, is she ever hot, there's like a ten degree
difference between the way her panty felt on her ass
and the way they feel on her pussy. Hey, she is wet
too, her panties aren't as slick here."
Because Brenda's back was to me and Amy's hand was
blocking my view I couldn't see where she was feeling.
"Turn around Brenda, I want to see where your daughter
is touching you," I almost exploded in anticipation,
just barely able to keep a lid on both my excitement
and my cock.
When Brenda faced me I could see the indentation in
her panties where her daughter had fingered her. I now
saw Amy put her fingers back and begin running them
once again over her mother's panty covered mound, down
over her pussy lips and ending at her panty covered
ass hole. We both saw Brenda's body shake. Her
daughter just gave her an orgasm.
That was enough for me.
"Amy, I'm about to cum, kneel in front of me and we
can show your mother how much you like to swallow my
sperm, she's actually awake for once."
With no hesitation whatsoever, Amy was on her knees in
front of me with her mouth open waiting for me to
explode into it. I looked up to see Brenda rubbing her
clit through her panties. She didn't notice my look
because she was too busy staring wide eyed at her
daughter. I looked back down so I could see where I
was aiming and unloaded into Amy's mouth.
She eagerly accepted it as I shot wad after wad; when
I had finished shooting off and with a big grin on her
face Amy looked at her mother and made a big show out
of swallowing. She then opened her mouth wide and
stuck out her tongue, showing her mother she had
swallowed it all. Brenda had to be lost in her own
fog, because for once she didn't freak or react
negatively, and not only that she continued to rub her
clit openly in front of us and then came as Amy and I
watched. I was making progress.
"Okay, Amy why don't you go put on something that you
got for leisure time. While you're changing I'm going
to get your mother high."
Amy turned and scampered back upstairs to get another
outfit.
"Brenda, come sit on my lap, you must be a little
tired after just having had an orgasm from your
daughters and then your own fingers."
Brenda's face turned red, I was getting used to the
hue, but she barely hesitated before settling
sidesaddle across my legs. I fished out a new joint
and lit it up. Brenda had smoked some in college so
she knew the ropes and had eight or nine tokes before
Amy reappeared at the top of the stairs. I did a wolf
whistle when I saw her.
She had on black Mary Jane shoes, brown leg warmers
that went up to the middle of her thighs, and a rose
colored ruffled skirt that ended a couple of inches
above them. Her top was a thin, white, wife beater t
shirt that was almost see through; I could see the
discoloration her areolas made. When she raised her
skirt so I could see her panties my limp dick got a
jolt. She was wearing bright red panties, boy short
style made of lace. They looked sexy as hell on her as
they hugged her teenage figure.
I unbuttoned Brenda's coat and slipped a finger up to
her left nipple. Just as I suspected, it was erect and
hard, very hard. I touched the other one and felt
Brenda shiver.
"Lean back against me Brenda, I want to finger fuck
you while we watch your sexy minx of a daughter model
the clothes she plans on wearing when she goes out on
a date. Can you imagine what some horny boy is gonna
think when he sees her wearing that outfit? He's gonna
want to instantly put his teenage dick into her
pussy."
I used one hand to pull her panties out of the way
while sticking two fingers of the other into her very
wet snatch. Brenda had another orgasm as she felt them
invade her tunnel.
"God Amy, you look sexy in those clothes."
"Thank you Hank, but this is one of the tamer ones,
remember you said to wear the longer skirts first?
Well this is my longest."
My cock jumped again, wow, if this skirt was her
longest I wondered what she considered short.
She stood in front of us and I offered her some more
pot. She took several more tokes and never once
coughed.
"Your daughter never smoked pot before, but she's
handling it like a pro, Brenda, she's a natural pot
head. How do you feel Amy?"
"Like I'm floating and everything is going in slow
motion and my body is tingling. I like it, I like it a
lot."
"Good for you, now I've got an idea that I think you
will like a lot too. Brenda, I want you to do to Amy
what Amy did to you. Go, feel her up, tell me how her
panties feel and how her pussy feels."
We were making progress, Brenda instantly got up,
walked to her daughter and put her hands on Amy's ass.
She spread her fingertips and rubbed her daughters
butt.
"They..." she started
"What's they, Brenda? If you're referring to Amy's
panties then say her panties."
"Her panties," Brenda forced out, "feel rather rough
because they are made of lace, and have a texture to
them. I can't believe how tight and hard her ass
cheeks are."
"Oh for the body of a teenager eh Brenda?"
"Yes," I heard her sigh wistfully.
"Hey, don't worry babe, you have an incredible body
yourself and once you get used to showing it off
you're gonna see how many women will be jealous of
you."
"He's right you know mom, if I can make a deal that I
will look like you when I'm your age I'd do it in a
heartbeat."
I could kiss Amy, somehow she knows just the right
thing to say and when to say it.
"Brenda how does her pussy feel?"
"Hot," she answered, "and wet, oh my god, Amy your
panties are soaking wet."
Now it was Amy's turn to turn red and not say
anything.
I laughed
"Okay, Brenda why don't you go put on something you
know I will like, and Amy you go put on your shortest
skirt, I'm dying to see what it's like."
When they left I went to the kitchen for a stiff drink
and to settle my nerves; this was turning into quite
the show. I wondered how far and how fast I could push
the two stoned females in my control. I downed two
quick shots of scotch and returned to my seat. I
didn't have to wait much longer.
Brenda and Amy appeared wearing the same outfits; a
halter top that exposed almost all of their breasts
and a short wispy skirt made of some kind of synthetic
material that weighs next to nothing and floats in the
wind like a butterfly. Brenda's was long enough that
it covered the dark bands of her thigh highs, Amy's
was long enough to barely cover her panties; in fact I
could see them under her skirt as she stood at the top
of the steps. They both wore strap on 6 inch high
stiletto shoes.
"Wow, Amy, I can see your panties from down here, do
you have many skirts that short?"
"Nine or ten," she replied, "do you like it?"
"Like it? I love it. I can't wait to take you out;
you're going to be able to flash your panties without
trying. I'm glad you are wearing stockings, Brenda,
your legs look best when encased in dark nylons."
"It was Amy's idea, she said I would really turn men
on by letting them get a glimpse of bare thigh above a
stocking top while I also show off my panties."
"Amy you impress me more and more. Oh man, you two are
incredible, now come to me, I want to see you closer.
Amy you don't have to raise your skirt just yet, I
want to see how far down the steps you get before your
skirt will cover your panties. Brenda please raise
yours."
I had a sharp intake of breath as Brenda revealed her
panties; she was wearing a thong, a very tiny thong.
It was a piece of cloth held over her pussy by a
string around her waist and that was about it, and it
just barely covered her pussy lips.
About half way down the steps I lost sight of Amy's
panties so I asked her to raise her skirt. She was
wearing a thong also, but hers had more cloth to it,
which was a bright white shiny material.
When they stopped in front of me I could see the
material of their skirts was semitransparent, I could
make out the dark bands of Brenda's stockings and the
general outline of Amy's panties; Brenda's panties
were too skimpy to show through. They demonstrated how
flimsy it was too when they made their turns; even
though they moved slowly it was enough to cause the
hems of their skirts to flare out. In Amy's case I
could see all of her panties and her bare stomach;
with Brenda I could see the bottom few inches of her
bare ass in back and a brief glimpse of the cloth
covering her pussy lips. Those skirts didn't stand a
chance in even the mildest of breezes.
I took my once again hardening cock in my hand and
began stroking it. Here goes nothing I thought to
myself
"Amy, you should have really sensitive touch in your
fingers from the pot you smoked, why don't you put a
couple of them in your mother's pussy and tell me what
you feel."
I heard a sharp intake of air from Brenda, but she
said nothing. Amy didn't move for a second, then got a
big grin on her face and knelt in front of her mother.
She reached out with her left hand and moved the cloth
from in front of her mother's pussy lips, then held
out the index finger of her right hand and put it up
Brenda's cunt. Brenda's knees immediately buckled as
she orgasmed. I sprang from the chair and grabbed her
under her arms so she wouldn't fall. I continued to
hold her and told Amy
"Continue finger fucking her Amy, put another finger
in her and rub her clit with your thumb.
Amy did as I asked and Brenda's body shook in my arms
as she came again.
"Now turn your fingers over and feel her upper pussy
walls, like you would if you ran your tongue over the
upper inside of your mouth. Now your sensitive fingers
should feel a slightly different texture of her skin
than the rest of her pussy, it's about the size of a
quarter."
"Oh yes, I feel it, that's her g spot isn't it?"
I didn't have to answer, Brenda did it for me by
having another orgasm, this one powerful enough that
she once again was dead meat in my arms; it seems I
will have to get used to her passing out after huge
orgasms. I sprawled her into the chair and looked down
at her rag doll shaped body. God she was beautiful in
my eyes, so soft, so feminine, so vulnerable and soooo
mine. I had wanted her to suck her daughter's pussy
but that was out of the question now.
"Amy. Let's go to bed, I want to eat your pussy while
you suck my cock"
"Ummm sounds good to me, let's go."
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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