GETTING READY

GETTING READY

Pamela Woods was fussing about her closet, shuttling the hangers along the rod, looking for just the right outfit. She pulled out a flowery summer dress and held it up against her lithe, naked body. The hem reached just below her knees, just barely covering her hanging cock meat.

“How’s this?” she asked her mother, Karen. Karen, sitting on her daughter’s bed, frowned.

“No honey. You’re not going to a church function. You’re going to the senior spring dance with Bryan. Something a bit more racy maybe. Here, let me see,” she said and strode past her daughter and entered the crowded closet.

“Wow, you got all sorts of outfits here. Let me see,” she said to herself as she quickly moved down the line of clothing. “Aha. I think I found it.” She pulled the hanger off the rod and handed it to her daughter.

Pam’s eyes went wide. “Mom? You really want me to wear THIS?”

“Sure honey. Why not?” she said, walking past to the dresser, opening drawers, searching for a nice top. “You want to look sexy, right?”

“B-but I’ll be like hanging out. Like REALLY out,” she said holding the very short denim skirt up, leaning over to see how much of her monster was exposed. She giggled and shook her head. “Alright, if you want.”

“I want,” Karen said, still searching in the drawers.

Pam shrugged and took the skirt off the hanger and stepped into the cloth, wiggling it up over her hanging pride and joy, pushing her cantaloupe sized balls back between her legs and up to her shifting womanly hips. She shimmied the skirt around and secured it in place. Unconsiously she grabbed her C cup tits and giggled, feeling the naughtiness of the outfit.

“Here you go, try this on,” Karen said walking up, handing the black silk top to her daughter.

Pam pulled the revealing top on and adjusted it just right, hooking the around the neck strap to one of the several metal rings that made up the collar. The front slit went down below her round breasts, revealing her ribbed chest. Without a bra, she didn’t have much cleavage. Her heavy round milk makers hung low and off to each side of her chest naturally.

Pam turned to the full mirror on the wall and smirked. She felt a tingle up her cock as she admitted she looked fucking HOT! Her flat stomach was exposed showing just a hint of her pierced belly button. “You sure about this?”

“Oh honey,” Karen said, stepping up behind her lovely daughter and hugging her around her flat stomach, feeling the warm, soft skin. “You look smokin’,” she growled, kissing her daughter on her delectable neck.

Pam smiled and turned to her mother, her massive slab of sex hitting Karen on her knee. “Oh, sorry Mom.”

“Wait a sec, let me get my camera,” Karen tittered and trotted out like a little school girl.

“Honey, where are the car keys?” Frank Woods yelled up the stairs, his booming deep voice echoing up the staircase.

“Come up here and see your daughter before you leave,” Karen called out as she trotted back into the room, fumbling with the digital camera. Frank marched up the steps and entered the room. He smiled as he saw his ‘five foot two eyes of blue’ joy of his life.

“Hey baby. Gosh, you look good enough to eat,” he said and walked over to her and hugged her. Frank’s cock, hanging out of his baggy khaki shorts hung down to his calves, just like his beautiful daughter. Their cocks were touching and rubbing as they hugged. Because of their respective front bulges, Frank went to one side to closely hug Pam, so their rubbing and bumping was on the sides of their slabs.

“Okay you two, turn and smile,” a giggly Karen announced. Frank, a foot taller than his daughter put an arm about her shoulder. Pam hugged him around his strong waist. Karen tried to line up the shot, backing up a bit to get Frank’s face in the frame. Then she frowned.

“Honey, take those God-awful shorts off so I can get a great father/daughter shot.” Frank groaned and worked his baggy shorts off and kicked them at Karen playfully. His thick cock bounced around over his low hanging volleyball testicles.

Karen smiled seductively. “Now THAT’S a great picture. Smile,” she said and aimed the camera. The flash went off. There, now take one with me,” Karen said, handing the camera to Frank. Frank walked in front of the girls, his oil can thick cock slapping on his thighs. SLAP SLAP SLAP. Frank lined up the camera.

“Look sexy,” Frank said. Karen pulled her t shirt up showing her E cups hanging down her thin torso as Pam grabbed some loose skin on her tremendous cock, hauling the heavy bulk up, the skin stretching almost four inches. Pam flashed a wonderful smile and Frank took the picture.

“That was a great shot,” he said, looking at the image on the screen. “One more. I want Pam to put her daddy given cock between your love pillows honey.”

“You are so kinky Frank,” Karen admonished and turned her daughter to face her. She bent and using two hands expertly hefted the heavy slab up and placed the hidden cock head between her tits. The head was just below her chin. Grasping her mommy mammaries, she fit the girl cock snugly between her warm, soft skin and pulled down slightly, exposing Pam’s pink cock head.

“Niiiiiicccce,” Frank growled and lined up the shot. Karen giggled and shot her long tongue out and laid it onto the sensitive anatomy of her hot daughter. Pam, looking at the camera jumped and her face showed surprise just as the picture was shot. Frank immediately looked at the picture and laughed out loud. He walked over to the women and showed the image to them. Karen laughed, Pam giggled.

“I didn’t know Mom was gonna like LICK me!” she said.

“It’s a keeper for sure,” Karen said, man-handling her daughters torpedo and gently letting it hang down her daughter’s toned legs. Frank handed the camera to Karen and kissed his daughter on the cheek.

“Have fun tonight baby,” he said, grabbing his shorts. “Now, those keys. I gotta meet George and Bob at the golf club. We want to get as many rounds in before it gets dark.

“Oh, um, I think they’re on the counter next to the stove.” Frank nodded and walked out. “IF NOT, CHECK MY PURSE. OR BY THE PHONE,” she called out. Frank groaned as he went downstairs.

“So, you gonna do it tonight?” Karen asked conspiratorially.

“MOM!” Pam asked with a not so subtle smile.

“Oh come on. I know you and Bryan do it. Remember I do your laundry,” Karen giggled.

Pam sighed. “Yeeesss, we’re gonna fuck tonight.”

“He has protection, right?”

“Oh God yes. I wouldn’t do it otherwise. Well, not the usual way,” Pam said offhandedly.

Karen was caught off guard. “Honey, you do ANAL?” she asked, surprised.

Pam snorted. “AS IF! No, I just let him fuck my cock.”

“PAMELA! You mean you really DO that?”

“Mom, look. Hold up your fist.” Karen, confused did as she was told, holding it up in front of Pam’s face. “I’ve seen you put that in Dad’s cock before. Remember last year? I got home early from cheerleading practice and heard Dad moaning and groaning at the top of his lungs?”

Karen’s face showed shock and her mouth dropped. “I went upstairs and your door was open. Dad was arching his back on the bed, you between his feet, shoving half your arm into his bloated whale of a cock.”

“Oh my God. You saw that?” Karen asked surprised.

“And do you remember my ‘accident’ in the pool? I turned the entire water opaque because I was playing with myself as I thought what it must feel like. I shoved my own fist into my cock and the result was, well,” she giggled, “it took two weeks of draining and cleaning. Remember?”

“Wow. That happened because of you seeing us?” Karen giggled. “Maybe you should watch us more. That was a massive cum shot you poured out.”

“Best cum of my life. I shot for like five minutes. It was heaven,” Pam gushed excitedly.

“Well, your Dad just got a promotion so maybe we can build a Jacuzzi and you and your Dad can fill it up for us to lounge around in,” Karen mused.

“Cool. Can Bryan come over too?”

“Why not? Um, I was wondering,” Karen drawled out.

“Mom, he’s got a nice cock. It’s twelve inches long, but thin. That’s why is feels so good for him to fuck me in my cock or my pussy. He REALLY knows how to fuck me really good,” Pam said, beaming.

“Well I’m glad honey,” Karen said stepping up to her daughter, caressing her soft brown hair, moving it down to her daughter’s soft cheek. “I only want you to be happy. Does he know how to make you feel really good?”

“Yeah. And I KNOW I make him feel good. Heck, half the neckers in lover’s lane can hear it,” she giggled.

“As long as you’re happy. Oh, wait. I forgot. Stay here.” Karen ran downstairs. Pam busied herself with fluffing her straight brown hair, adjusting her braless tits in the silky shirt. Playfully she pinched each nipple hard to draw them up. She shivered at the sexy shock of doing it. Her monster lurched a bit too, swaying slightly.

“Hmmm, you’re gonna get it tonight Bryan Franklin. I’m gonna fuck you so raw,” she growled, the lust rising in her body. She felt her nipples expand to their inch length. “Yeah, that looks good,” she said to herself as she adjusted the silk top to show off her excitement. She giggled playfully. She turned as her Mom came back into her room.

“Bryan sent this over earlier. I had it in the fridge.” Pam took the offered corsage and smelled it. She felt so pretty and sexy right now. And she knew Bryan cared for her very much. She began to put it on her arm. “Oooh, it’s cold.”

“No no honey. Not there,” Karen said. Pam looked at her questioningly.

“Here, give it here.” Pam peeled the elastic band and pretty orchid off her arm. Karen knelt in front of her daughter, expanded the elastic to breaking and worked the rough material onto her daughters hanging fuck meat. Karen grunted as she worked the corsage up and up until it was just above Pam’s knees. “There,” she breathed. “Perfect.” The elastic was pinching the soft girl meat slightly.

Pam looked down and giggled. “Mom, I DON’T think these were made for THAT!”

“But it looks so pretty. Let me take another picture.”

“He’s gonna be here soon.”

“Just a second.” Karen turned on the camera and lined it up. “Look sexy. Throw out a hip.”

Pam rolled her eyes. She was getting impatient. She’d been storing up her cum for a whole week. Pam was going to NEED relief tonight. To get this over with, she struck a pose like her Mom wanted. She hooked a thumb in one of her belt loops and pouted slightly.

Karen saw this and her pussy juiced slightly as she shot the picture. She giddily ran to Pam and showed her the picture. Pam liked it. She wasn’t conceited but had to admit she looked hot.

“Mom? How come you know about all this?”

“Honey, I used to model. I KNOW sexy.”

“Is that how you met Dad?”

“Another time baby. Now, let’s get downstairs.” The women left.

Downstairs, Pam stood in the living room, pacing nervously back and forth. Karen put the camera on the end table leaving it on so she could take a picture of the lovely couple when Bryan arrived.

Karen furrowed her brow. “Honey, what’s the matter?” Pam’s hands were mindlessly rubbing together.

“Oh, nervous I guess.” Karen smiled and walked up to her daughter. Pam looked up at her Mom’s eyes.

Karen thought Pam looked so beautiful at that moment. Like a bride just before the wedding. But she KNEW what was going on. Softly, she palmed one of Pam’s huge testicles.

Pam shivered as she continued to look into her mother’s eyes. “You’re really stored up, huh?”

Pam smirked. “A whole weeks worth.”

“Wow. Such control. Your father can’t go two hours without a draining. Well,” she said frowning, “unless he’s playing golf.”

Pam giggled. “Honey, just hold on. You’ll have a great night. Enjoy it. Dance with him, meet up with your friends, then go ahead and get off. I know it’s hard.” Karen snorted at the pun. “You have to learn to socialize and have a lot of fun. It’s not all about sex. Well, MOST of it is about sex but that’s not the point..”

Pam laughed, her tits shaking around under her top. Karen loved seeing her daughter laugh. Just then, the doorbell rang. Pam’s eyes went wide, nervously straightening her hair, smoothing her skirt, shifting her top.

“Oh honey, you look perfect,” Karen said as she answered the door. Bryan was a tall, thin boy, wearing a sports jacket and nice dress pants.

“Hi Mrs. Woods. Is Pam in?” Karen smiled at his formality. She led him in.

“WOW! God Pam, you look fucking HOT! Er, oh, sorry Mrs. Woods.”

Karen smirked. “It’s okay for tonight. She does look FUCKING hot. Now I want one photo and you guys can go.” Bryan went over to Pam in the middle of the living room and stood behind her, hugging her tightly against him. Pam cooed, practically melting into his body. She softly shoved her ass against his hardening member. Bryan shivered and smiled over Pam’s head. Pam was glowing. The photo was perfect.

Karen escorted them to the door. She kissed Pam on the cheek and let her go outside. Karen stopped Bryan at the threshold. “You got protection, right?”

Bryan’s eyes went wide.

“I know. It’s okay. Just treat my baby right, okay?”

Bryan swallowed and relaxed. “I will, Mrs. Woods. She’s the best girl in the world.” Karen began to tear up hearing that. Bryan went outside. Then she jumped and ran into the kitchen. She grabbed what she needed and ran outside, meeting them at Bryan’s van.

“Honey, wait. I forgot I bought you this just in case.”

“A COCK SOCK? Oh Mom, do I have to?”

“Just take it. You might get cold. Remember, shrinkage.”

Pam looked down at her huge cock hanging off the seat and touching the floor mat. She burst out laughing. “Are you serious?”

Karen looked into the window and down at her daughters huge cock. She laughed too. “Just take it in case, okay?”

“Okay Mom. Bye.” Pam kissed her Mom on the cheek. Bryan started the van and the couple drove away.

“Have a great time,” Karen called after them. She felt so elated that her beautiful daughter had found someone to really like her. Her eyes teared up and began to walk back to the house when Frank pulled up into the driveway.

Karen turned and walked over. “What happened?”

“George couldn’t make it so Bob wimped out. Looks like I got nothing to do tonight.”

“Nothing?” Karen growled and arched an eyebrow, pulling her beefy husband by the collar and dragging him into the house. The front door slammed shut, echoing throughout the neighborhood.