Amy Starts Work

Hank


with one hand covering my erection I slip quietly to the dressing room door as if on my way to the bathroom.

As I am close to the gap I can just peep inside, I can't quite see Karen, but I see Amy laying back on the white sofa in there, her breasts are bare and so big on her chest, she is looking downwards saying something and I can hear Karens voice, it is muffled and I can't make out the words properly.

But, yes I can see Amy's knee's - she must have her legs open and Karen must be - surely not, I am desparate to see what Karen is doing and I must have made a small noise because I see Amy look up and then move around as I hear her say quite clearly;

"Something made me a little sore down there Mommy, can you cream everything for me?"

She is asking Karen to care for her, not sure? pussy or even? wow, she must be tender from what we, from what Ed, did to her. My poor girl, I feel a pang of guilt as I remember how we ravaged her tender virgin body with our cocks.

But my cock surges again as I see her bending over for Karen, her bottom naked and visible to me as I pump myself and hear her tell Karen

"I'll bend over for you, so you can get the cream everywhere"
 
Karen

Karen takes the tube of cream in her hand and watches as Amy bends over, presenting her pussy and ass to her mother wantonly and lewdly. She licks her lips, tasting Amy on them as she stares, then starts. Mechanically, she squeezes a healthy bead of cream out onto her fingers, and raises her hand to Amy's pussy.

Her flesh shudders as Karen's fingers contact her, rubbing the cream softly and gently against her skin, making sure to coat every surface. Her vaginal lips, the tender flesh between cunt and anus, the rim of her anus, the hood above her clit, everything recieves attention as Karen's fingers dance and slither over Amy's sex. So enthralled by the process is Karen that she doesn't realize until too late that two of her fingers have slid up inside her daughter's vagina, rubbing cream against the inner walls in soft, circular motions. As Karen realizes what she's done, she freezes, her fingers rigid inside their fleshy prison.
 
Amy

"Don't you dare stop" I gasp almost inaudibly as I feel her fingers pause inside me.

The feeling of her smoothing the cool cream over my hot skin is giving me an incredibly hot feeling, soothing yet tightning somehow, and I just know my juices are running from my opening onto her creamy fingers.

"deeper mommy" I wisper as my back arches and I drop my head and shoulders down to the sofa leaving just my bottom high in the air.

"Make my skin better with your cream" My head is pressed to the soft fabric of the sofa have they fucked in here? as Mom bent over like this whilst he fucks her from behind with his big cock

I almost loose it as the image of his shaft fills my head "deeper, harder"

is he watching? do I care? so close now

Opening my eyes I can see the door, a movement perhaps,

"That tickles mommy, is the cream making it better......I....yes, I feel like I am......don't stop, I........"

I feel my body falling sideways and her fingers slipping from me as my orgasm flows and grips me.

"Thats better, now just help me into the red outfit, that looks perfect."
 
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Hank

I am trembling as I watch, knowing I should not be doing this.

Karen does not know it was Amy last night - she does not know why her, her 'bits' are sensitive and sore.

I can't see everthing but Karen seems to be putting cream on Amy's pussy and maybe even her bottom, I can just see that Amy has her bottom high in the air, Karen has her back to me and I can see her arm moving in a way that suggests she may be 'fingering' her but surely not.

I can hear Amy saying how nice it feels and that she should not stop.

That tickles mommy, is the cream making it better......I....yes, I feel like I am......don't stop, I........"

I shouldn't watch, its just a girl thing and I drag myself away as I hear her.

"Thats better, now just help me into the red outfit, that looks perfect."

My cock is bursting as I head for the bathroom.
 
Amy

"This is the one I want to wear mommy"

As she kneels there her face flushed with the effort of creaming me I get to my feet and hold the outfit up for her.

"What do you think Dady will say when he sees me! do you think he will let me go to the party in this?

Slowly I take each peice of the black and red outfit and start to put it on, pausing to admire myself at each stage whilst mommy helps with the ribbons and bows.

"Isn't this fun!?, do I look sexy?"

Then leaning towards her and wispering

"Did he fuck you in this costume? Did he?" I have to squeeze my thighs together in excitement.
 
Hank


I am as hard as a rock as I stand in the shower, soapy water running down my body.

I dare not cum, what if karen came in and caught me - just after Amy had been boucing on our bed?

But I stoke myself and picture her, getting dressed up in our room..

 
Karen

Karen wipes her hands clean on a towel and then wordlessly helps Amy into the scandalous outfit. As she finishes dressing, Karen watches as Amy turns this way and that, admiring herself in the mirror. Karen can’t help but admire her daughter’s body as well... the outfit does indeed look sexy on her.

Then, as if she were reading her mind, Amy asks, “Isn’t this fun? Do I look sexy?” Karen’s eyes widen and she opens her mouth, but before she can answer her daughter leans forward and asks, “Did he fuck you in this costume? Did he?”

Karen swallows, and as the memories of that night rush back into her mind, she can’t help but smiling. She’d bought the little red and black outfit online last year, to help celebrate Hank’s last birthday, in fact. Amy and Tucker were both gone for the weekend, and they’d made love the entire time, in every room of the house, in fact. A flush rose to Karen’s cheeks as she remembered how she’d greeted Hank, dressed in the outfit, and how he’d chased her throughout the house. They’d ended up in Amy’s bedroom, actually, and had fucked like rabbits for nearly an hour before moving on. Fucking Hank in Amy’s room had always nagged at Karen, but now, it felt strangely appropriate in a forbidden way.

“Yes, Amy. He did. Many times.” Karen swallows again. “Turns out, it’s hard to resist a woman dressed in that little number.”
 
Amy

My body tingles as I see her blush, then lean towards me and wispers

“Yes, Amy. He did. Many times.” her face is really flushed

“Turns out, it’s hard to resist a woman dressed in that little number.”

mmmm yes the thought "many times! where? in here? where else?

"what position?"

I can't help it but my hand is pressed to the crotch where the black silky material is already clinging to my wet lips.

"Tell me more" I command my face close to hers "Or I will have to ask Daddy" as I speak one hand is slipping up under her short nightdress, sliding over the smooth skin of her thigh.
 
Karen

"No need to ask Daddy, Amy," Karen says, perhaps a little to hastilly. She stiffens as she feels Amy's hand slip under her robe and press against her thigh.

"I got it for his birthday. Last year. He chased me throughout the house, pretending to be an escaped prisoner while I pretended to be a college girl caught by him on her way home from class. He caught up to me in yo... um... in the bedroom. I tried to climb over the bed, but he grabbed me by the ankle and I fell onto it. And just like that, he pulled aside the bottoms and his cock was in..." Karen's eyes widened as she realized how graphic her story had become. She bit her lip, realizing that Amy didn't seem shocked at all.
 
Amy

fell over it, what? there is no bed end in.... I am trying to picture the scene but it does not quite fit, I see her running then bending over a bed end to escape whilst he takes her..

"Which bedroom? which bed end did he have you over" my hand slides to her mound and cups the hot flesh as my lips close on hers

"Which bed Mommy, where did he fuck you"
 
Karen

Karen sighs, a ragged wet exhalation as Amy cups her pussy in her tiny hand.

"Which bed, Mommy? Where did he fuck you?" Amy asks as her lips press against hers, her tongue slipping out to lick over her mother's lips, between them...

Karen fights against the nearly overwhelming urge to return the kiss, and realizes the only way she can do so is by answering her question. She pulls back, closes her eyes, and says in a tiny, shuddering voice: "Your bed, Amy. He fucked me on your bed."
 
Amy

yes!

I plunge my middle finger into her pussy as she pulls her mouth from mine and confesses.

"over the bed-end, bent over my bed! dressed like this! did you cum? did he cum in you?"

She is trying not to react, but I can feel her flesh squeeze around my finger, hot and wet

she is cumming! "not yet!" I command pulling my hand from her, and watch as she seems to wobble, one hand pressed to her lips, cheeks flushed as she reaches out for support.

"I am going to my room and you are to bring me your dildo, do you understand" I look at her meaningfully, my toungue running around my open mouth.

"I know you have one"

As she stands there mouth gaping, as I nod in confirmation as turning I start to leave,

"and no touching yourself whilst I am gone!"

Leaving her I can't help the temptation and push open the bathroom door, he is standing in the shower, I can see him erect and watch as he runs soapy fingers along the length, I almost forget my plan and get in with him.

"Daddy, do you like my new outfit?" I can see him jump with surprise as he looks up.

I smile as he starts to wipe the wet from the shower door with one hand whilst covering his cock with the other, looks at me mouth open as I stand there posing.

"Sexy isn't it? I thought I would wear it at the fancy dress" I laugh as I leave the room and head for my bedroom and prepare myself for her arrival.
 
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Karen

Karen catches her breath and pulls her robe around her shuddering body after Amy leaves. For a moment, she nearly reaches down between her legs to finish the job her daughter started, but then something makes her stop. There was something undeniably arousing about the way Amy had commanded her to not touch herself. She could hear both showers going; Hank and Tucker were both in the habit of taking long showers, and they weren't likely to come out any time soon.

A flush rose in Karen's cheeks and on the tops of her tits as she made her decision. She stood and moved into her bedroom with a purpose, straight to the low nightstand next to the bed. She opened the second drawer, pushed aside the tawdry paperback books and reached far into the back, and retrieved the long red and silver dildo she kept there.

Hank had bought it for her birthday, actually. It was made of some sort of soft, fleshy plastic; it felt pretty real, even if it was brightly colored and a bit oversized at nine inches in length. The base had a smaller finger that arched up so when it was plunged into your body, the finger rode up against the top of your clitoris (or asshole, depending on which direction you used it). The dildo had brought her bliss many times over the past year, and the thought of Amy using it sent shivers up her spine. She almost turned, but then on a whim, she reached back into the drawer and got the half-empty tube of lubricant as well.

Karen moved quickly now, hiding the dildo in her cleavage under her robe as she scurried by the bathroom Hank was in. He'd left the door open again, and Karen quickly reached in and closed it, not trusting her voice to scold him for leaving it open. She then quickly moved over to Amy's door, made sure Tucker was still showering in his bathroom, and then opened the door and ducked inside.
 
Amy

My heart is beating as I stand at the bed end, its low wooden bar at my waist, cool against my midriff.

My pink girly room looks so sweet & innocent, my clothes still laying around, my big teddy sitting lookin at me.

fucked her, here! I picture the sight as I press myself against the wood, stroke my hands along it and bend over slightly, feeling my bottom raise, my legs automatically widening.

did he hold the wooden rail as he stuck it into her? his thick veiny cock. Did her breasts fall out? where was I, did they clean up afterwards or was his mess in my bed when I slept that night? I try to imagine everything, I will make her tell me.

I see myself, my breasts barely covered by the red & black material, in the mirror above the other end of the bed.
I have lain in this bed so often, touched myself, heard them making love, wondered what it would be like..

I can hear footsteps as I bend further, positioning myself as she would have been when he chased her, I can feel my juices flow as I hear her slip through the door, and I stiffen as I sense her behind me.
 
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Tucker

He liked the water to be just a little hotter than normal when he pumped his meaty cock in the shower.

I woke up on the bottom of the tub with a headache. I must have slipped, the water was now cold and my dick was limp. I hurriedly turned off the freezing deluge.

Tucker slowly stepped out of the bathtub. His head hurt and his knees were wobbling. Tucker made it to his bedroom without incident and sat down on the bed gathering his strength.
 
Amy

I can feel her behind me, looking at me as I bend over the wooden bed rail, my arms outstretched holding to posts at each corner.

My underwear from last night is on the sheet where I had wriggled out of them in the night, my bed still smells warm from my sleep.

Looking up at the mirror I see the hestitation in her eyes, see her looking at her little girls room, but I know what a dirty, sex mad bitch she really is now.

After last night she can't play the innocent with me anymore.

"is this how you were when he fucked you in my room? bent over like a naughty school girl?"

The smallest nod as her mouth opens but no sound,

"Do you think he was thinking of me? Laying in my bed asleep?"

was I! no surely not

"fuck me like he fucked you, and tell me what it was like, or I will get him to do it himself, and where was I?"

My breasts are almost spilling from the top as my breathing increases in anticipation of her touch.
 
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Karen

Karen feels light-headed as her daughter speaks. She can barely hear the words, so entranced is she by the sight of Amy bent over the edge of the bed, her pussy and ass in the air before her. When Karen speaks, her voice is soft.

"Yes, Amy. I was bent over right there, and he took me from behind. He stood behind me like this..." Karen said as she stepped up behind her daughter. The tube of lubricant sputters as Karen coats the dildo with a generous layer.

"And then, I heard him open his pants. He pulled aside the panties with one hand," as she says this, her left hand reaches out, her thumb hooking the flimsy fabric of the panties between Amy's pussy and her asshole. She pulls the panties to the side, exposing Amy's glistening snatch.

Karen glances over her shoulder to make sure the door to Amy's room is still closed, then says, "And then, finally, he used his other hand to guide his way inside me... like this."

She lowers her other hand, which grips the dildo firmly, and presses its tip against Amy's cunt. The lubricant is cool but does its job; Karen applies pressure to the toy and it begins sliding inside her daughter's body.
 
Amy

oooh I almost cum just at the sound of her voice and the funny wet noise of something in her hand.

The cool air on my pussy as she lifts the damp material away and I feel her soft touch on my most sensitive place makes me squeeze inside and I have to make myself relax as I arch my back and purr with pleasure.

"Where was I? was I asleep?" I ask breathlessly as I feel her close now

cool, hard, is it too big/ a moment of fear as the hard thing presses against me, but then yesssss my orgasm continues as it slides into me, filling me as she places a hand on my back and holds me in place.

"Talk to me, tell me everything, is it as big as daddy's?"
 
Hank

I sit on the bath side trying to avoid cumming, my mind full of the vision that was Amy posing in Karen's 'fuck me' outfit.

I only had a moment or two to stare at her breasts bursting from the tiny red & black top as I stoodd helpless in the shower my cock hard in my hand, she was standing, one hand on her hip, the other raised in a 'Ta Da' type gesture. The whiteness of her hips startling between the black of the stocking tops and the high waist of the panties.

She must have seen I was wanking - how long has she been there? and what is she doing in that outfit? Karen surely can't be allowing her out in that!

I just remember the last time she wore it, she had surprised me with it downstairs and I had chased her up, she ran into Amy's room where I caught her and had her over the end of Amy's bed, nearly ripping those little panties that now cover Amy's bare pussy.

She had pretended to be a college girl, she thought I would stop if she went into Amy's room, but I didn't - it was so exciting fucking her and looking straight at Amy as she lay deep asleep, the covers off one long bare leg as she lay there on her back sleeping, her arms flung back and the feint shape of a nipple showing in the cotton pulled tightly across one breast. Her sweet pouting mouth slightly open, lips wet. It was hard to control myself as I imagined....and the though of just lifting the cover to see her....

Karen could not cry out, she had to keep quiet as I thrust savagely into her, at my mercy as I enjoyed such new feelings and sights and then....

Shaking the memory from my mind and wrapping my towel around me I go into our bedroom just as Karen is leaving the room, my erection trapped between my towel and my belly and leaving a wet smear.

'where is she going? I need to fuck someone before I explode'

I can't help but notice the little drawer at our bedside is open, thats where she keeps.......? Checking i see that Karens vibrator is missing, where is she going with that?

 
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Tucker

..."yes Tuck, cum into these, cum into Ami's panties"...


...I found myself in Amy's room, rifling through her panties, until I found a silky soft white pair with a little "amy" embroidered in the front, just below the waistband. They were thongs too, and they looked mighty faimliar. Imagination, I figured, must be.....


As I lay on the bed, I thought of the day I had went to the "Naughty Ladies" club. I had washed the panties, but they still smelled of Ami's and my cum. The mixed scent was so erotic, I needed to go back and see her again.

Tuck groaned and rolled off his bed. He took the dancer's panties from his drawer and sniffed them. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm..., the smell of raw sex. He held them in his hand feeling the silky softness, until his hands found a rough spot. Tuck turned the panties over and saw the embroidery "amy".

Tucker's mind raced wildly, Did he get the panties mixed up? No, there was the scent of mixed sexual fluids. Ami must be Amy! Tuck heard strange noises coming from Amy's room. He moved quietly towards his door, the panties still clutched in his hand.

He opened the door a crack and peered out. The realization that his sister worked at "Naughty Ladies" and had helped him to get off was making his dick hard. Tuck knew that he should not get excited over his own sister! That would be as bad as getting hard thinking of his mom. She had a sexy body, though, didn't she...
 
Karen

Karen continues to push the dildo into Amy, slowly and meaningfully.

“Yes, Amy. You were here. You were asleep, right there, on the bed. I could have tucked you in while your father fucked me. Fucked me like this!”

Her lust has taken over. Karen begins slamming the dildo into and out of Amy’s cunt, faster and faster. With each slam, the little finger protruding from the side stabs against her hardening clit. Amy groans, and Karen hesitates. “Don’t make a sound, Amy. We don’t want anyone to hear... if Tucker or your father hear, we’ll have to stop, and you don’t want that, do you?” As she speaks, she slams the dildo back into her cunt, her thumb rubbing softly over the tiny switch at the dildo’s base... the one that causes it to vibrate. Would it make too much noise? Probably not, especially if it was seated firmly in her daughter...

With an impish grin, Karen flips the switch and turns the vibrator on as the dildo’s almost all the way inside Amy’s body.
 
Amy

oh, control, oh..toomuch the vibration takes me completley by surprise, it feels like my insides are melting and pouring from me hot and wet as she tells me to stay quiet. She has stopped slamming the thing into me and has turned it on, the deep throbbing noise like a far away machine, deep inside my body.

asleep in bed! I was laying there while he fucked her!

Reaching down and back to grasp the vibrator from her wet hand I find my voice

"I will decide....."

I can feel her breath hot on my back as I fight her hand

"on your knees or I will scream" I gasp

The thing is still running as I feel her slip down behind me to her knees,

"Now drink it up, lick everything" my command is breathless as I spread my legs further

"did he touch me?
 
Hank

I don't know whether it is curiousity or a determination to find my wife and fuck her, but checking my towel first I slip into the sleepy house in search of her.

She sometimes uses the family bathroom when she wants a bath rather than a shower and the picture of her in the bath with her vibrator gives me a good twitch in the loins as I head that way.

Annoyingly the bathroom is empty, the sudsy water from Amy's bath is still in the tub. and I pause a moment sitting on the edge, my fingers trailing in the warm water as I remember her naked body in the water just a little while ago.

There is a small vent in the bathroom wall that overlooks Amy,s room and my eyes flick up to it, but I dismiss the temptation, thats going to far. I have never been tempted to peep at her and I head for the door shaking my head in disgust at myself.

As I open the door I realize that Tucker is in the hall, what?

He is standing at Amy's door, peeping! I am just about to speak when something makes me pause, something about his body language, I don't know what and I retreat back into the bathroom.

What is she doing that has him so interested? probably never seen a naked girl, or maybe she is.....the outfit yes, I would love to see some more of her in that..

Temptation overcomes me as i step back into the bathroom, pausing only to lock the door and pull the stool over to below the vent.
 
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Karen

Karen’s eyes widen slightly as Amy takes control of the dildo and tells her to drop to her knees. Not wanting her to scream out, she does as commanded.

“No, Amy. He didn’t touch you...” Karen hesitates for a moment. “But I did. As he rode me from behind, my hands were clutching at your blankets for support. I didn’t notice until after he came in me that I had grabbed onto your hand and was holding it. You didn’t wake up, fortunately, and we moved into our room after that...”

Karen trails off as she dips her face between Amy’s thighs. Nectar has run from around the dildo’s intrusion in glistening trails along the inside of her thighs, and Karen’s tongue finds one, trails up along its path, taking in the sweet taste until finally her tongue is pressing against the side of her swollen sex, feeling the vibrations through her flesh from the dildo lodged inside her.
 
Amy

"he came in you while you were holding my hand!"

I let the words sink in as I feel her hot breath, then her toungue, and all the time the buzz from the dildo deep inside me,

my hand reach up and pull the cups from my breasts, and is watch myself naked in the mirror over my bed head

movement, the crack at the door, who? but I am past caring who is watching

"lick my ass, bitch mother" I growl as my hands squeeze my breasts and I start to cum.
 
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