The Joy of Looking, Chapter 10

  • Posted on April 30, 2015 at 7:32 pm

By Naughty Mommy

Tracy started kissing me. I really liked the way she did it because she moved her lips and her tongue a lot, which was exciting. She kept kissing me, again and again, and then a minute later I heard my mom gasp and groan and I realized that she was coming.

When Tracy pulled away, I opened my eyes and saw that Melissa was standing behind Tracy and was pulling the girl’s dress up over her head and off.

Now Tracy was wearing only a black thong. She was already barefoot, like me, and she wasn’t very tall, only 5’3” or so. I stared at her tits. They were perfect. I wanted to touch them or kiss them, but my mother had said that Tracy couldn’t touch me, so I figured that meant I shouldn’t touch her either.

I was beginning to feel annoyed by that rule of my mom’s, but then it occurred to me that maybe there was some sort of legal reason for it. My mother was an attorney, and a good one, so she knew all about that kind of stuff. Perhaps she was trying to protect Tracy and the other girls from getting in trouble or something — although it also seemed that what they were already doing with me was pretty extreme! But I was willing to assume that my brilliant, loving mother knew what was best for me and for all of us. I smiled happily.

Melissa reached around from behind, putting her hands over Tracy’s breasts and squeezing them. Tracy turned partway and took Melissa’s face in her hands and started kissing her, using a lot of tongue. Even though my mother had climaxed once, she was continuing to rub her pussy on the couch as she watched them kiss.

Then I heard my mom saying, “The…the last outfit…the garter…put that on her.”

Breaking away from Tracy’s kiss, Melissa replied, “Oh, okay.”

Tracy picked up the catalog from the desk, flipped the pages, and showed me another picture. The outfit looked really racy, more grown-up than anything I’d ever worn.

Melissa reached into the bag and took out a pair of sheer black nylons, and a black thing that had garter straps on it, maybe something like they call a ‘teddy’.

“Let me put the stockings on her,” said Tracy, taking them from Melissa.

“Okay, but we have to take this off first.” Melissa untied the pink leotard behind my neck and I pulled it down and off, leaving me naked.

“Sit down here, Julie, and I’ll put these on for you.” Tracy patted the seat of the chair.

I sat and held out my foot to her. She slipped the first stocking over my toes and slowly pulled it up. I had never worn sheer nylons before, just little girl tights, and I loved how they made my legs look, like I was a sexy adult lady.

Tracy finished pulling the second stocking up to the top of my thigh. She kept her hands there for a moment longer, sort of massaging my leg as she stared at my naked crotch. What she was doing felt really nice, but my mom had already said she wasn’t supposed to touch me. Tracy seemed to remember that too, all of a sudden, and quickly pulled her hands away.

Melissa said, “Okay, honey, now stand up and put your arms through here, then I’ll fasten it in the back for you.”

She helped me get the teddy on. I knew it might have looked better, again, if I’d actually had some boobs, but still I felt it was definitely the sexiest thing I had ever worn.

Tracy hooked the garter straps to my stockings while Melissa did the clasps in the back. Then Tracy said, “I’m gonna get some shoes.” She jumped up and ran out the office door.

A moment later she was back with a pair of shiny black pumps with very high pointy heels. I wondered for a second if anyone out in the mall had seen the sexy young blonde bouncing topless through the store, and that made me smile.

Tracy slipped the shoes on my feet and helped me stand up. I looked in the mirror. It was amazing to see myself dressed up that way.

“Am I supposed to wear panties with this?” I asked.

“No!” my mom instantly responded. “No panties. Just like that.”

The model in the catalog was wearing black panties, but apparently my mother had a different idea in mind. Anyway, I loved how I looked, although it was awfully hard for me to stand up in those heels.

I was just about to sit down when my mom, who had not stopped masturbating this whole time, said, “Julie, baby, take Melissa’s clothes off, and then I want to watch while you kiss her.”

“Oh, yeah, that would be hot,” agreed Tracy. She slipped out of her thong and sat down naked on the couch next to my mother.

Melissa held her hands out to me and I took them. “Do you want to take off my clothes, sweetie?” she asked with a smile.

“Yeah,” I nodded.

Tracy gave my mom a kiss and then spread her legs apart and began rubbing her pussy as she watched us.

Melissa led me over to the love seat, kicked off her flat shoes and sat down. She was wearing maroon leggings and a sleeveless pullover top in the same maroon color, with black trim on the sleeves. She also had a braided headband in her hair and looked really cute. She sat smiling at me.

I smiled back at her and then, before I began undressing her, I leaned over, took her face in my hands, and kissed her. She had kissed me once before, in my bed, and I’d been wanting to kiss her again ever since.

She was so soft and pretty and she smelled really sweet. I wondered if I was falling in love with her.

“Take off…take off her top, Julie.” That was my mother.

I stood up straight, trying to keep my balance in the heels, and Melissa scooted closer to make it easier for me to reach her. I lifted up her shirt, she held her arms up high, and I pulled it off. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

I stood back and looked at her. She was so beautiful. Her skin was glowing, kind of a pearly pink color. Her breasts were so small she looked like she was just a girl, even younger than me.

“You’re flatter than I am,” I told her.

“Julie!” scolded my mom. “That’s not nice.”

“It’s okay,” laughed Melissa. “I don’t mind. She’s right.”

“I love it,” said Tracy. “It’s like seeing two little school girls together.”

“Now take off… the rest of her clothes,” said my mother.

Melissa lifted her bottom off the love seat so I could reach behind her and pull her leggings down. I peeled them over her thighs and all the way off. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and now she was naked.

I’d seen her naked before, but never this close. She was perfect. I wanted to start licking her all over her whole body.

“Kiss her some more,” encouraged my mom. “You can, uh, sit on her lap and kiss her, baby.”

Melissa held out her arms to me and I sat on her lap. She pulled me close and smiled at me. After touching the tip of her finger to the end of my nose, she kissed me there first. I sighed dreamily, and she kissed me very gently on the lips, then we each opened our mouths and kissed deeply for a long time.

We pressed our bodies together as we kissed. I loved the feel of her warm skin next to mine, and her tongue in my mouth.

I could hear my mother and Tracy both climaxing as they watched me kissing Melissa. When my mom’s orgasm ended, she panted, “Julie, do you… do you want to kiss her nipples too?”

“Oh, yes, please, I want to!” I said.

I shifted down a little bit and then I was staring at Melissa’s nipple. As I leaned in to kiss it, I put my tongue out first and just licked the tip of her pretty nipple, then kissed it warmly.

I wanted to start sucking on it, the way I had seen my mother suck on girls’ nipples — including Melissa’s — but I was afraid that might be going too far, so instead I just moved over a little and licked and then kissed the other nipple.

“Ooh, that feels so nice,” whispered Melissa as she stroked my hair. And as she said that, I heard Tracy coming again.

I looked over and saw that Tracy had the two middle fingers of her right hand pushed deep inside her shaved pussy. With her left hand she was pinching her nipples, and she just kept coming, again and again.

My mom was watching Tracy, too, smiling while she gently stroked her own pussy. When the girl finally seemed to be finished with her last climax, my mother stood up and came over toward Melissa and me. She sat down naked beside us.

My beautiful mother smiled at me, put her hand on my cheek, and then pulled me to her for a soft kiss. Then she kissed Melissa the same way.

I was still sitting on Melissa’s lap. After kissing both me and Melissa a second time, my mom stood and helped me to stand up too. She led me over to the empty chair and I sat down there. She stood in front of me, naked, and took both of my hands in hers.

“Okay, darling,” she said. “Since we’re celebrating your birthday here tonight, I have another little surprise for you. I’m going to have sex now with Tracy and Melissa, and you can watch us and masturbate, of course, if you want. But the surprise is that you have to tell us everything you want us to do. Okay? Whatever you want us to do with each other, you are in charge. You’re giving the directions and we’re following. How does that sound?”

“Um, good, I guess.”

Somehow the way I said that made my mother very happy. She gave me a big smile, kissed me on the lips, and said, “I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Mommy.”

“So, how do you want us to start?” She waved to Melissa and Tracy, and they both came over and joined her. Tracy looked a little shaky since she had just enjoyed a series of powerful orgasms. The three of them stood in front of me holding hands.

My mother was only 31 at the time, still incredibly fit and sexy. On one side of her was Tracy, a few inches shorter than my mom, with a nice tan, slim legs, a smooth shaved pussy, and perfect round breasts. On the other side was Melissa, tall and slender with legs that went on forever, and beautiful white skin.

“Go ahead, honey,” urged my mom, “tell us what you want us to do.”

“Um, can I… can I take this off first?” I indicated the teddy, which was not very comfortable to wear.

“Of course you can, sweetie,” replied my mother. “And you can either leave the shoes and stockings on, if you want, or take them off too.”

“I’ll take off the shoes, but I like how these look on me,” I said, rubbing my hands over the sensual black stockings. Melissa went behind me and helped undo the teddy so I could remove it.

“Does that feel better?” asked my mom when we were done.

“Yeah.”

“I like it because now I can see her little boobies again,” said Tracy.

My mother smiled at her, then looked back at me. “Okay, so, how would you like us to start?”

“Um, well, maybe… how about if, um, Mommy, you suck on Tracy’s nipples while, um, while Melissa sucks on yours?”

My mother thought for a moment. “Hmm… okay, let’s see… I’ll sit down…” She sat on the couch. “You come over here…” She took Tracy’s hand and had her kneel on the sofa beside her. “And you sit here…” Melissa sat on her other side.

“Now you can suck my nipples,” my mom said to Melissa, putting her hand behind her head and pulling her face toward her chest. Turning to Tracy, she said, “And I’ll suck yours.”

Tracy grinned and gave kind of a little purring sound, then leaned in, bringing her erect nipple to my mother’s mouth. The three of them started right in following my directions.

I felt myself getting wet as I sat and watched them. My mother really seemed to like what she was doing, and I could see Tracy’s hand moving between her own legs as she masturbated while my mother sucked her tits. Melissa was going from one of my mother’s breasts to the other, licking and sucking her nipples, and I saw that Melissa was also sliding her hand up my mother’s thigh, toward her pussy. That gave me my next idea.

For a while, though, I just kept watching. I love to see a woman’s lips — or a girl’s lips — kissing and sucking another girl’s nipples. That gets me very excited. I lifted one of my feet up to the chair, put my arm around my thigh, and reached between my legs to open my pussy lips. With my other hand I touched the opening to my vagina. It was hot and slippery. I wanted to make myself come, but I wanted to see them do a lot more too.

“Okay, good,” I said after another few minutes of watching, “that’s really good, but now I want to see Melissa, um, can you get between my mom’s legs and, you know, lick her? And Mommy can you, um, lie down and have Tracy, like, sit on top of you so you can lick her?”

“Ooh, yeah, I like that,” said Tracy.

She stood back as my mother turned and laid full-length on the couch, then she climbed up and lowered her taut teenage body down to my mother’s waiting mouth. Tracy used her fingers to spread her pussy lips apart and I saw my mom’s tongue begin to lick the wet pink inside of her. Tracy closed her eyes and pinched her nipples.

Melissa watched them getting arranged, then she looked over at me and gave me a smile and a wink before bending down between my mom’s legs. She began by softly kissing the inner part of her thighs, moving a little closer each time to her sex. Finally she started kissing my mother’s pussy lips, then gently opened them with her fingers so she could kiss and lick and suck on her clit.

Tracy was the first to reach a climax. She gasped and moaned and her body shook as she came in my mother’s mouth. My mom had her arms wrapped around Tracy’s thighs and she held her tight, not letting go, still licking the girl’s pussy as Tracy had one orgasm after another.

They went on like that for several minutes, with Tracy’s climaxes getting louder and stronger each time. Finally, it seemed she could take no more, and she slid off my mom, practically collapsing to the floor.

Tracy surprised me, though, by almost immediately leaning over to start kissing my mother’s face, licking her mouth, tasting her own juices. I also noticed her hand sliding between her legs. As I watched, she slipped a finger deep inside her wet pussy and kind of jiggled it around for a second. Then she had yet another orgasm as she kissed my mother and fucked herself with her finger.

Next it was my mom’s turn. Melissa was still licking her, but now she also slid her long middle finger up inside my mother’s cunt and started moving it in and out, very fast. My mom clutched at her own breasts, pinching her nipples, and I knew she was almost ready to come.

I scooted up to the edge of the chair so I could see everything and began moving my fingers faster between my legs, hoping I could climax at the same time as my mom.

I saw my mother lift her hips off the couch, raising her pussy to meet Melissa’s thrusts, and as soon as I heard her groan and then cry out with the start of her orgasm, I came too.

When Tracy heard me squealing, she pulled her face away from kissing my mom’s and turned around to see what I was doing. She crawled quickly over and put her hands on my knees, holding them apart and staring at my wet pussy as I continued rubbing it and climaxing. Then she seemed to remember the no-touching rule and dropped her hands to the floor. But she moved her face in even closer.

“Oh my fucking god,” I heard her say, as she watched me come. Then Tracy flipped over on the floor to lie on her back, with her mouth directly beneath my crotch, hoping, I guessed, to catch any drips that might fall from my pussy.

That thought made me even more excited than I already was, and I started coming again. Tracy fucked herself with her fingers as she stared up at my naked 12-year-old vagina.

I’m not sure if I actually dripped anything in Tracy’s mouth or not — but the idea was pretty hot! — because I came so strongly the second time that I had to close my eyes. It seemed like I practically passed out.

* * *

When I finally recovered, I was leaning back in the chair, almost laying down, panting and sweating. My hands were soaking wet with my pussy juices. I began licking my fingers, tasting myself, and then I recalled that Tracy had been on the floor, between my legs, and I sat up straighter to look down at her.

She was still there, still staring up at me. I spread my legs as wide apart as I could, and held my pussy lips open for her, letting her see into me.

“Omigod, you are so hot,” she whispered.

Then I dipped two fingers of my right hand into my opening, scooping up some of my sticky wetness, and lowered the fingers down to Tracy’s mouth. I let her suck on my fingers, tasting me.

I wasn’t sure if this would be okay by my mom’s rules, but it just seemed like such a naughty, sexy thing to do that I simply couldn’t resist it.

When I looked up at my mom, I saw that she was watching us and smiling. She was still on her back on the couch. Melissa was laying on top of her, gently kissing and licking my mother’s breasts.

My mom breathed a big sigh, and said, “Well, we’ve each had at least one orgasm, except for Melissa, I think.”

Melissa just smiled and licked my mom’s hard nipples some more.

“So, honey, what would you like to see next,” asked my mother. “Anything special?”

I took my hand from Tracy’s mouth. She sat up on the floor and turned toward me, awaiting instructions.

As I shifted back in the chair, I noticed that the black nylons I was wearing had slipped down a bit during all the excitement. I pulled them back up, admiring again the way they made my legs look.

Then I said, “Well, I think what I’d really like to see next is Tracy, um, kind of get on top of Melissa and, like, you know, sort of, um, fuck her with her pussy and make her come.”

“Ooh, yeah,” said Tracy.

“Okay, that would be nice,” agreed my mom, as she started sitting up on the couch. “Do you think you girls can do it?”

Melissa nodded eagerly, and Tracy hopped to her feet. “Hell, yeah, we can sure try!” she exclaimed.

My mom got up and went to the love seat. She sat down and patted the spot next to her. “Come sit next to me, baby, and we’ll watch them together.”

The love seat was set at an angle to the couch and was closer to it than was the chair where I’d been sitting. I would have a better view from there.

Melissa turned and laid on her back, spreading her long legs apart. Tracy climbed on the couch and looked down at the girl’s smooth shaved pussy, gently touching it.

“Is it okay if I lick her first?” asked Tracy, turning to me.

“Um, sure.”

“I just want a taste of her.”

“But you’ve tasted me lots of times,” giggled Melissa.

“I know, but I can never get enough,” Tracy smiled. (That makes her ‘insatiable!’ I thought to myself.)

The sexy blonde settled in to start licking. She tenderly spread Melissa’s labia and began by kissing and licking her vagina, then moved up to lick and suck her erect clit.

My mom and I were sitting side by side on the love seat, our thighs touching. My mom’s skin felt warm against mine. We watched closely, and were both rubbing our pussies.

When Tracy started to insert a finger inside Melissa’s cunt and the girl moaned in pleasure, I stopped them. “No, wait, don’t make her come that way. Do it with your pussy.”

“Oh, right, I almost forgot.” Tracy giggled and glanced over at me, and then looked at her friend’s wet vagina. With a wicked grin crossing her face, she said, “This should be fun…”

Tracy took Melissa’s legs in her hands and raised them high, pressing them way back toward her shoulders. It was a good thing, I thought, that Melissa was so flexible!

Then she carefully positioned herself, lowering her pussy directly onto Melissa’s, and started moving on top of her, thrusting her hips forward to grind their cunts together.

It was amazing to watch them that way, moaning and groaning as they fucked on the couch. I hooked a leg over my mother’s, giving us both more room to open our thighs and masturbate as we watched the show.

After a few minutes of intense, sweaty thrusting, Tracy shifted positions. She turned Melissa slightly on her side and then mounted her, putting one leg beneath her and the other over the top, like two pairs of scissors. I could see that now their vaginas would be in even more direct contact.

Tracy used her fingers to open Melissa’s pussy lips, and then did the same with her own, before bringing her cunt to meet her friend’s. My mom and I watched closely as the pussies came together into something like a kiss, and then Tracy began moving again. This time she moved more slowly, though, more tenderly, seeming to savor the sensation of one hot vagina kissing another.

Melissa sighed and moaned, pinching her own nipples, then reached up to caress Tracy’s breasts.

My mom said, “Baby, here, sit on me this way.”

She took me by the waist and directed me to straddle her thigh. I was facing away from her, both of us looking toward the two girls on the couch. My mom scooted me back until my body was right against hers, one leg pressing into her crotch.

“Now, start moving on me.” My mother gripped my hips and began sliding me slowly back and forth. My wet pussy was slipping back and forth on her thigh and it felt so exciting! It was almost like I was doing what Tracy was doing.

On the couch, Tracy was moving faster now. Her eyes were closed and she was dripping with sweat. The way she trembled, I thought she must be getting close to an orgasm. I looked down at Melissa, who was pinching her nipples with one hand and had the other hand in her mouth, sucking her fingers. Her face was flushed and she was whimpering softly. I hoped I would get to see them climax together that way.

I held my mother’s leg in my hands and tried to spread my thighs farther apart, gaining maximum contact with my pussy against her skin. I moved more quickly, my wetness lubricating a spot on her warm thigh where I slid back and forth, faster and faster. My nylons were falling down again, but by then I didn’t care at all.

My mom held me by the waist, pulling me harder against her each time. I could feel the back of my leg slapping against her pussy. “Come on, baby, give me more, more!” she urged.

I was getting close — and when I heard Melissa start to squeal as she grabbed Tracy’s ass and pulled her hard against her pussy, and then Tracy cried, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as she started coming, and my mom was saying, “Oh, fuck me, little girl, fuck me!” as she pulled me harder and harder into her crotch — I felt a surge of warm wetness between my legs and I climaxed on my mother’s thigh.

After the initial few spasms and spurts, I fell back against my mother. She wrapped her arms tightly around me, our sweaty bodies hot and slick. I felt her breasts pressing into me. She kissed my neck and held my tiny breasts, squeezing my nipples.

I just lay against her, eyes closed, glowing in the warmth of post-orgasmic bliss, feeling the loving touch of my mother’s hands on my breasts, her sweet, wet kisses on my neck and shoulders. She caressed me all over, kissing and sucking at my neck, cooing, “My hot sexy little girl…”

When I opened my eyes again, Tracy and Melissa were just finishing their mutual climax. Their bodies shuddered and they held each other close. As they finally relaxed, Tracy slid up a little higher until she could kiss Melissa’s lips. I watched them tenderly kissing for a few minutes, and then Tracy turned to look at my mother and me.

She smiled at what she saw: my young body sprawled atop my mother’s, her hands on my breasts, our legs spread wide and our pussies still dripping wet.

“My god, look at that,” Tracy sighed, “mother and daughter…”

“Aren’t they beautiful together?” asked Melissa, admiringly.

We all held that tableau a few minutes longer, my mother gently caressing my naked body, Tracy and Melissa looking at us and occasionally kissing each other. Then, with obvious reluctance, my mom began struggling to sit up straighter on the love seat. I slid off her lap to sit beside her. She glanced at her watch, which was still on her wrist.

“It’s late, almost midnight,” she said. “We need to get home to Danni.”

My mother stood and stretched. I admired her long, slender body. She was almost 20 years older than me and maybe around 12 years older than either Tracy or Melissa, but she still looked amazing.

“Why don’t you girls come with us?” my mom asked. “If Danni’s up for it, maybe we can have another little party at home.”

“Who’s Danni?” asked Tracy.

“She’s our babysitter,” I told her, “and she’s really hot.”

“Sounds good to me,” Tracy said, getting to her feet and picking up her dress from the floor. “Melissa, you want to do it?”

In reply, Melissa just smiled and nodded eagerly as she sat up naked on the couch.

Continue on to Chapter 11

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