At the Book Festival Ch. 02

MARGE'S STORY

After Beth and her daughter had worked me over like totally in their RV bedroom last weekend, they invited me to a big sex party they were going to host in their real home up in Phoenix.

"Our sex club is all mother-daughter pairs," Brittany said, "but now and then we like to invite sexy single women like you that enjoy the mother-daughter fantasies. Are you game?"

"Sure, I said. Mother-daughter fun is my hugest fantasy, and you guys were so fuckin' hot today I'll do just about anything for a repeat."

Beth said, "You'll be expected to go through an initiation as we introduce you to the other women. I can tell you what to expect now . . . or wait until the action starts and let you be surprised . . . or shocked."

"Let's wait. I love surprises. Anything that's kinky, as long as it doesn't involve piss, anal, scat, or excessive pain."

Beth and her daughter laughed. Brittany patted my butt. "Don't worry, we have the same restrictions as you do."

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So, as I drove up to Phoenix the Saturday after the Book festival, it was all I could do to keep from masturbating along the interstate. I was getting so wet just thinking about Beth and Brittany and what they might have in mind for me in front of all those other sexy mother-daughter teams they'd invited. They'd sent them photos of me, and sent me photos of them ahead of time to whet my appetite, and like wow! They were all hot and I just couldn't wait to meet them in person (not to mention fondle them, play with them, and do kinky sex things with them.

I checked in at a nearby motel, showered, and then got dressed as ordered in a little girl's outfit, skimpy plaid skirt a couple sizes too small with no panties, and a T-shirt with no bra. Then I did my red hair up pigtails.

Nervous as shit, and trembling with excitement, I somehow made my way to their home without getting into an accident. My bald pussy was already wet under my skimpy skirt, and my nipples were erect and tenting my tight -T-shirt.

Beth and her daughter Brittany greeted me at the door and God did they look hot!

Brittany was dressed up in a little girl's outfit like me, her blonde hair in pigtails, and her skirt so tiny I could see the bottom of her pussy lips peeking out at me. Her T-shirt hugged her pert bra-less tits like a second skin. Beth was dressed . . . if that's what you want to call it . . . in heels, hose, and skimpy tennis skirt. And that's it. She was naked up top and already had tell-tale lipstick marks all over her pear-shaped tits. It looked so fuckin' porn. And I wondered if I was late had the party already started without me?

"Welcome, welcome," Beth said. "All the women, all the mommies and daughters, are waiting and anxious to meet you." She embraced me and gave me a kiss touching her erect, naked nips against my clothed ones. With no bra on, my nips were already erect and tenting my too-tight of a T-shirt, but when Beth touched her naked, erect ones against mine it sent electric bolts all through me and made my nips really ache. And with her daughter standing there lookin' and lickin' her lips it made it all the more erotic. It brought back so vividly all the wild, hot, totally erotic times we had last weekend.

Brittany joined her mom in kissing me, and soon we were all locked in a three-way kiss with the mother and the daughter pawing me all over-and me them.

But before things got too hot, Beth broke it off, and taking my hand said to her daughter, "come, let's take Marge down to our sex room."

I thought it was neat that they had an entire room dedicated to sex play. It was down in their basement Escort and once there it exceeded my expectations. In one corner of the room were a pair of long couches where all of the Mother-daughter teams sat at a 90 degree angle from each other. There were three pairs of M