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“What are you thinking?” Nancy asked. “Well, the way I see it, you are going to go talk to your friend who might or might not want to come here to see Jennifer and help her learn about physical love between two women, right? And I am going to volunteer myself as the guinea pig for Jennifer to explore her feelings about physical contact between a man and a woman. That way, if she experiences both kinds of sexual pleasure in one day, she can better make a comparison and decide which way she really leans. Isn’t that what you had in mind when you came to get me, Nancy?”Nancy immediately jumped on this addition to what had been the plan in her mind. “Of course, Ed; what better way to introduce my daughter to a man’s love than to have you help out. You are one of our best friends. You are discreet. You are healthy. And you are certainly NOT some teen-aged twerp who would be more interested in getting into Jennifer’s panties than making her feel good. I think it’s a great idea! What do you think, Jennifer, honey? Would you feel OK about Mr. _____ helping us out here in this situation?”Jennifer smiled, almost cat-like, at me from under half-closed lids and said, “Oh, I think it might be fun to have him be one of my teachers today. I have a secret, too, you know. I know you watch me sometimes when I’m sunbathing in the back yard. I can see you upstairs at your window. Why do you think I turn over so many times? I even have spread my legs once or twice to see what you would do. (a giggle here) And you’d disappear from your window real quick when I did that.
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Where did you go? Did you go off to make yourself ‘feel good’ because you were getting horny looking at a teenager?” And she laughed and giggled and her mother also roared with laughter at my obvious embarrassment and discomfort. “You naughty little girl! You sneaky little tease! I ought to spank you royally for that!” I roared, and grabbed her by both wrists and pulled her across the bed to lay on my lap with her head hanging down and her ass in the air. I slapped her bottom twice in rapid succession, feeling the firmness of the cheeks, and told her to say she was sorry or there would be more punishment. All the time, Nancy was rolling on the bed laughing. “Oh, don’t spank me, you big brute,” Jennifer squealed in a mock little-girl voice. “My little hiney will get all red and will hurt. ”“You bet it will, you little tease,” I countered. “And I’m going to show your mom exactly what it looks like when I paddle it to a cherry-red color. ” And with that, I yanked her cotton shorts down to her knees, and……holy shit! She WAS wearing a thong! The tiny black waist showed above her pink cheeks and the string disappeared between those lovely globes so that it appeared she wasn’t wearing anything at all. Nancy erupted, “Jennifer! You’re wearing my good thong! It’s the only one I own! Who told you it was OK to go into my drawer and take things like that?”I smacked the beautiful bare ass once more and told Jennifer to answer her mother. “Well,” she retorted, “You wear my panties sometimes, so I thought I would wear yours. They are really sexy, mom. Do you wear them for dad when you want to get him excited?”I smacked her again and was pleased with the growing pink on her cheeks. “What do you mean that I wear your panties? I don’t wear your undies,” Nancy argued. “Yes, you do.
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A couple of months ago, I was looking for my favorite pair with the little flowers on, you know; and they weren’t in my drawer. I knew they were clean because I put them in the laundry. So I looked in the hamper and they were there, but there was no other laundry there. I picked them up and they were all wet. You were wearing them when you got all horny and that’s what made them wet. So, I’ve been trying on yours since then. I really like this thong, though, mom; it makes me feel really sexy. ”Now it was my turn to laugh at Nancy. I roared with the thought that she had been in my house, wearing Jennifer’s panties, and I had caused the cream-job Jennifer had found. If only I could tell her…. With that thought in mind, I was surprised to hear Nancy say, “Well, I’m taking them back, right now, little girl. These are woman’s underwear, not a little girl’s. When you are a woman, you can have them back. ” And she pulled the thong string out from between Jennifer's cheeks and tugged the panties down to her knees where the shorts were. I helped her lift Jennifer’s legs as she shrieked and in a whiff, both panties and shorts were off and on the bed.
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I reached over and lifted the panties in my hand. They amounted to almost nothing … a tiny triangle of black lace held together by a couple of black silk strings.
I looked Nancy in the eye and lifted the panties to my face and sniffed. Oh, God, what a heavenly aroma. I pushed them toward Nancy, who backed off at first, then held my hand and breathed the scent of the young girl on my lap. What occurred next surprised even me. Nancy took the panties from me and put them in her mouth, sucking at the tiny area that had covered Jennifer’s mound. Nancy rolled her eyes and moaned just a little bit. Jennifer sensed something was going on and twisted around to see. Nancy managed to get the panties out of her mouth in time and pushed them at my face. I had just opened my mouth to accept the offering when Jennifer whispered, “I do that, too. ”“Do what?” Nancy asked. “Suck the crotch of my panties after I’ve played with myself. I like the taste. That’s one of the reasons I want to do something with another woman.
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I want to see if she tastes as good as I do. Do you like the taste, Mr. _____ ?”I removed the panties from my mouth and placed them on her ass, rubbing them around the pink cheeks and murmured, “Jennifer, honey, I cannot remember when I have tasted anything so delicious. ”She turned around and lay back down again. “Is there more spanking to come for being a naughty girl? I kind of liked it. ”“Not right now, dear girl,” Nancy interjected. “We really need to get on with our experiment and adventure if we want to get it done today. Now, stand up. ”Jennifer didn’t really know what to do. She realized if she stood up, I would have a perfect view of her pussy. But her mother was in no mood for argument. “Now! Come on, we don’t have all day. Mr. _____ has seen lots of pussies in his years. Yours is just one more to him.
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Come on, stand up and let us take a good look at what we have here. ”She was hesitant, but finally slithered her way off my lap and put her feet on the floor. She stood and turned to face her mother and I got my first peek at absolute perfection – with one small exception. She was shaved! Totally, fully, perfectly cleanly shaved! Her pussy looked like it had never had a hair on it in her entire 18 years. Nancy was extremely calm, though, and asked, “When did you do that, honey?”“I’ve been doing it for about two months now, mom; I like it this way. It feels cleaner this way. I can touch myself all the time and just a little touch makes me tingle. And the hair wasn’t very pretty. It was only like peach-fuzz, anyway. Sort of brown-gold in color, not really blonde, not really brown. I don’t shave, though; I use a magic lotion I bought online and it just creams all the fuzz away. Is that OK, mom?”“It’s lovely, honey. I was just surprised, that’s all. You look like you did when you were a little girl. ”“I’m glad you’re not mad, mom; I know you don’t shave yours.
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I’ve seen you in the bathroom sometimes and I often wondered if I would ever get as much hair there as you have. God, you are really bushy, aren’t you, mom?” And Jennifer blushed again. “Yes, I’ve found that … men … seem to like a hairy pussy like mine sometimes even more than a clean one like yours. Of course, there are men who like both kinds on different women, I think. Isn’t that right, Mr. _____?”I put my hands on Jennifer’s waist and turned her to face me. I looked closely at the small pussy that was not two feet in front of me. Soft lips, puffy but not hugely fat; pink slit that showed between them; just the tiniest hint of the presence of her clit (and I wondered exactly what it might look like, taste like); and the very barest sheen of moisture covering the slit at the very center of where her opening would be. “My dear, let me tell you something. I, personally, love a very hairy, bush pussy on a woman; but I have never, ever in my many years, seen anything as lovely as this pussy in front of me. I know you are embarrassed about my looking at you, but this is an experiment, right? This is an adventure. So, I want you to consider me just a part of that adventurous game, OK?”“If you say so, and mom says it’s OK, then I guess it’s OK with me,” Jennifer said, and relaxed her posture, moving one foot about six or eight inches to the side. Unbeknownst to her, this allowed her pussy to relax as well, and the previously compressed lips opened just a tiny bit and allowed the smallest of droplets of her excitement to seep onto the surface of her pretty pink slit.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her pussy. “Well, let’s see the rest,” Nancy ordered.
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Jennifer didn’t even hesitate to pull the sports bra over her head revealing two of the most perfectly formed breasts this old man has ever seen. Can you imagine two large navel oranges, split in half, turned upside down on her chest? That is what assaulted my eyes. They were gorgeous and perfectly round. The aureoles were bright rose-pink in color and about the size of half-dollars. The nipples in the center were not overly large, but already firm, I could tell. And the remarkable thing was that they tilted upwards…almost begging a man’s (or a woman’s) mouth to descend on them to suck and love them to hardness. I resisted that challenge and complimented her on her fitness and the shape of her body. I told her I was delighted that young women today were so confident in themselves and took such good care of their bodies. What she did next surprised me and even Nancy. She put her two hands under those breasts and made as if to lift them up. There was not quite enough to lift in her hands, but they did move somewhat. I mentally pictured her mother’s tiny breasts and realized that Jennifer was already far past what her mother had to show. Nancy asked Jennifer what size bra she was buying these days, and Jennifer told her that the last bra she bought was a 34B and Nancy congratulated her. She told her, “I always thought you were going to be bigger than me. My mother had huge breasts.
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She was a 36 or a 38D when she was my age. Maybe you’ll take after her. ”“I hope so,” Jennifer agreed, rubbing her breasts with her hands, “I want big tits. ”I laughed and told her that big tits did not necessarily mean anything. “After all,” I leered, “anything more than a mouthful is just a waste. ” We all laughed at that. “Well,” Nancy began, “if we are going to get this experiment completed today, then we need to get started. Mr. _____ and I will go out in the hall and discuss the details. Then, I am going to send him back in to help you prepare for your guest. Is that OK, dear?”“That’s OK with me, but why do you have to talk outside? Can’t I hear what you’re going to say? Why is it so secret?”“Well, honey,” Nancy began, “I’m going to ask Mr. _____ if he thinks my idea of the woman to help you discover your real feelings is a good choice or if he has a better idea. I don’t want you to hear who those choices might be. Understand?”“Sure, mom, that’s a smart thing. I might get ideas about why you chose someone, right?”“Right.
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Now just sit there on your bed and wait for us to come back. It won’t take but a minute. ”Nancy ushered me out of the room, leaving the naked teen Venus sitting on the edge of her bed, legs splayed wide enough for me to develop a bulge in my pants when I noticed. She closed the door behind us and led me a few steps down the hall where she stopped and began to whisper into my ear. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking? I really want to do it, Ed. Will you help me?”I kissed her lightly and told her that I knew from the very beginning what she was thinking and that I would be delighted to help her out. I also thought to myself that seeing mother and daughter together naked and loving one another would bust my nut for me, but I didn’t say anything to Nancy about that thought. We decided on a few ground rules and details and I just told Nancy to relax and follow my lead. I helped her out of her clothes in a flash and allowed my hand to creep between her thighs for just a second as I kissed her again. The woman was absolutely sopping wet!“You’re really looking forward to this, aren’t you? I’ll blindfold Jennifer and you will not say a word out loud. I’ll act as interpreter for you, OK. In that way, it will take her a lot longer to figure it out, if she ever does. ”Nancy agreed and I pinched her nipples once and turned to go back into Jennifer’s room. Nancy stopped me and said that we should delay for a bit so that Jennifer would think she had really left to find the woman we decided on. I agreed and said I would keep her occupied for 18 minutes or so.
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Nancy made me promise not to fuck her while she was out here playing the role. I smiled inwardly, but promised Nancy that I would not fuck her daughter before she had the opportunity to play her own hand. I turned again towards Jennifer’s door and opened it. I found her in the same position, with one change. She was lying on her back across the bed with her heels on the edge, knees splayed as far as they would go and one hand lightly caressing the nude lips of her pussy…. up and down and around in circles her fingertips went, never touching the apex where her tiny clit must be stirring, but just touching the now-puffy outer set of lips which were so invitingly soft and smooth. She opened her eyes as I came in and walked over to sit down beside her. I told her not to stop on my account if it made her feel good. She asked me, “How long do you think mom will be gone?” And as she asked, she looked directly at the bulge in my pants and put her hand directly on my cock, just lightly, not moving it. I replied, “Oh, I think your mom will be gone for at least fifteen minutes, maybe more. ”.
