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Helping a Mother and Daughter Part 1I was sitting in the bookstore on Saturday, waiting for word that the repairs on my AC at home were done and feeling in a particularly horny mood, I had a stack of maybe 7 books next to my chair which I had turned to mostly face the window, but book in my lap was entitled ?Chastity?s daughter?. It was not reducing any of my urges.I saw a slim blonde adult walk along the water that was randomly spraying up and soaking about 25-30 chi1dren as they frolicked in the water enjoying the spray. I imagined her walking through the fountain and the water ripping her clothes away, leaving her body, wet and open. She stopped and called out and one of the older girls, dressed in a multi-color bikini came scampering over. Just my luck. I was not going to see the blonde milf in the white shorts and red top get stripped, I was going to lose one of the few girls I had actually been day dreaming about! The youth had dark shoulder length hair, slim with two mounds on her chest that actually required being covered unlike most of the youth there. I had guessed her being maybe twe1ve. Just at that age. She knew she was pretty though and I had seen her on more than one occasion stand over a nozzle with her legs spread apart, waiting for the water to blast her right between the legs. Yeah, I had had more than one lewd thought of her. Now she was leaving.To my surprise she gave her Mom a kiss and scampered back to the fountain while her mother ducked into a store.She really was a naughty nymph. She kept glancing at where her mother had gone and once she was certain she was gone, the youngster, started twerking over a nozzle which shot up in response like an aquatic phallus and slammed into her from beneath. She continued to gyrate over the fountain and even squeezed her own tits once before scampering off to run through more of the spray.I tried to read a couple more pages, but references to the lewd young woman in the book kept causing my eyes to wander up and find the water nymph playing just 20 yards away. Fortunately, few people were climbing to the second floor today and those that did were not sitting near these sunny windows. For a moment I considered taking bursa escort my cock out and whacking off as my water sprite once more found a nozzle due to shoot up 20 feet into the air and stood over it.?I bet that little slut knows exactly what she is doing to herself, but has no idea at all what that does to a guy like me.? I muttered. A moment later the blast fired up and she slowly rocked back and forth in the spray. ?Oh, my sweet little whore? How did you ever become such a dirty fucking slut???By having me as her mother.? A voice softy said from just behind my chair. I about jumped out of my skin as I whipped my head around as the pretty blonde in the red top and white shorts smiled down at me and then looked back outside. ?Shit! I mean, ummm. Shit, I?m sorry I didn?t mean anything.??Yes you did and I can?t blame you. By the time I was her age, I had had more than 5 of my Dad?s friends try to get between my legs and she is prettier than I was. At least she has nicer tits. I just barely had nipples.? The blonde confessed, still looking out at her daughter. She was not wearing a bra and her nipples were trying to rip open the fabric of her blouse.I closed the book and saw the wet round spot on the front of my shorts where I had been absent-mindedly rubbing the head of my dick for almost 2 hours. I moved the book over it as I heard her giggle. My face was red and I thought about making a dash for the door, but instead opted to try to walk out with some dignity. I leaned forward and started to get up out of the chair when I felt her grab the collar of my shirt and I toppled back into the overstuffed seat. I tried it again and she pulled me back again and I whipped around and said, ?What?s your problem?!?!??I don?t have a problem, but if you leave without making me cum, I am going to scream for help and the whole store is going to see your spot and that book and you will have a very big problem.? She was looking down at me now, holding her over-sized sunglasses in one hand, I could see her blue, blue eyes and I knew that she was a woman that was used to getting her way. Her nipples were on full alert and I could tell she meant every word of what she said and there was absolutely bursa escort bayan nothing I could do to stop her.?So what do you want?? I asked as I sagged back into the chair, prepared for the worst.??I want you to give me an orgasm and then we can decide from there what might happen.?I know my jaw dropped to the floor. But she stepped around to the side of the chair and sat down on the wooden arm of it while putting the heel of her right Nike running shoe on the seat frame almost up at my tight balls. ?Put your fingers up the leg hole of my shorts and finger my cunt as I tell you a story.? She slid over almost on top of me and after a moment of hesitation, I did as she said.?I was a year younger than she is when they popped my cherry. Dad had some guys over to play poker and evidently, I wound up being part of the kitty. Or maybe it was just my pussy in the kitty!? She giggle and then let out a small moan as my fingers found her wet slit and I felt the heat rolling out from inside of her.?Ever since then, I have had a thing for older, strangers. My husband is probably older than you. Anymore, I think we are strangers too, but he does not excite me. He avoids me. He knows I am at the peak of my sexual need. And he has a limp dick and a weak body. So guys like you make me hot.?She shifted and my middle finger slid into her little cunt and my thumb brushed up against her clit. She shuddered and then looked down at me with a smile. ?I like you.??I?m glad.? I said and smiled back.?They took turns with me that night. Even my Dad fucked me once. The other two each came in me twice. I could hardly walk the next day. It?s a wonder I did not become pregnant! The next time they came over, they invited me to play a game called strip poker. They gave me whiskey. When the guy next to me took off his pants, he put my hand on his cock. I can still see Dad smiling at me from across the table. I learned that if I used my hands, they did not try to fuck me, so I learned how to bring them off? mmmm real good.?She was moving her hips with my fingers and I had now worked a second one into her. I could smell the scent of her arousal. My own arousal was growing by the second!?When I turned escort bursa 18 I went to work at a strip club because all I had ever been told was that my body was worth more than most women?s minds. That?s where I met her father. He was 42. He gave me money to just sit with him. Then he started doing things like this with me. I started dating him. And then I got pregnant.? She was staring out the window and we both watched as her daughter?s little slit was pounded by another watery eruption. She shuddered and I felt warm nectar wash over my fingers. She looked down and me and smiled.?She really is a dumb piece of shit. I figured it out too late that I was not stupid. I had just had too many people tell me I should fuck for my living. No one has ever told her that? yet. But she really needs to! She will starve if she grows up trying to live by her brains.??She needs to learn to spread her legs like a slut. To moan and give her body over to pleasure, like she is out there. She needs to learn how to cum. She needs to learn how to make a man cum. Oh my God, look at her tight little body! She can make men and women cum!? With that she leaned a little forward and my fingers went deep into her and my thumb pressed firmly against her clit. She raised her chin in a soundless scream and I felt her clamp down on my fingers and have an orgasm that was shaking her to her core!She slumped over onto me and kissed me on top of the head. ?What?s your name, sir?? She asked as I watched her chest heaving inches in front of my eyes and saw her daughter afar off squeezing her own breasts inside their multi-color triangles.?Bryan. My name is Bryan. And you are???Very pleased to meet you.? She paused and I felt her move in such a way as to push my fingers out of her. ?Call me Lisa.??Umm, Lisa, I think we both probably need to go clean up.? I said and she giggled.?I know we both do. But tell me Bryan.? She leaned over me and kissed me on the lips and rested her hand right on the shaft of my throbbing dick. She pulled back a little and then whispered, ?Will you fuck my baby girl??I shot my load in my pants over and over again as she smiled down at me and added, ?I will take that as a yes.?---------------------------------------------My only payment for writing is knowing if it gets you off or makes you feel something (like your pussy or cock!!)So please, leave me a note or a vote.... It will be much appreciated!Thanks