Jan 18, 2010: Whitney and Karen

I got to Whitney's just after 12:00; she and Karen met me at the front door and we exchanged hugs. Initially things were awkward since we hadn’t seen each other in over three months. Whitney had on tight gym shorts and a top; Karen a looser pair of shorts and top and flip flops. I had on a black mini and sweater, bra and panty set and open toed pumps and hose. For grins, I took my toy bag over also. The house was nice, a typical two story colonial, tucked away on a cul-de-sac in a quiet subdivision. They were drinking lemonade which they’d spiked with their mom’s vodka. I had one too.

We talked in the kitchen about the last couple of times we’d been together, both of which had turned into out of control scenes, largely because of Jas. But I could tell Whitney was more refined, more focused, and much more mature than her friends. I asked about Jas and Whitney said she's a lost cause.

To break the awkwardness, I told them I’m here to please you and began unbuttoning my sweater. Whitney suggested we go up to her bedroom. I picked up my toy bag and followed them upstairs. Whitney told me she wanted to see me eat her sister. Karen wiggled up on the bed. I finished undressing and crawled on the bed and undressed her, kissing her as I did so. Whitney joined us and I undressed her. We all rolled around nude on the bed with me touching them everywhere and them doing the same to me.

I ended up on my back with Karen over me, her tight ass hovering over my face. I pulled her hips down to my face and began kissing her pussy and flicking my tongue over her rose. I begged her to sit on my face and she sat upright as I tongued her holes. When I felt Whitney’s hands between my legs I parted them, bent my knees and gave her free access to my cunt. She fingered me then switched to a dildo from my bag. I ate Karen to a cumm and OMG was she flowing. They switched places and Whitney mounted me, sitting upright and forcing her slit against my mouth. She rode me and called me a bunch of names but shameless fuck cunt seemed to be her favorite. She told Karen to finger my cunt. I felt two then three sawing into me. I was bucking my hips up and down and kept eating Whitney to a cumm, then another. She paused and told her sister to ram her whole hand into my cunt. Karen shoved her small hand into me and I groaned.

Whitney spit into my face, told her sister to keep fisting me. Karen kept twisting inside my cunt and I was suddenly lost in space, begging for a cumm. Whitney began working my nipples and telling me I was theirs. She spit at me again and asked me whose whore I was. I said theirs. She told me to cumm. I went berserk. When I’d ebbed and Karen had removed her hand, Whitney bend over me, sniffed my face and told me my face smelled like cunt. I nodded.

We got off the bed and I followed them down the hall to the bathroom. They pissed and watched me while I did.

We went into their mom’s bedroom and Whitney showed me her mom’s lingerie and things. She said her mom and I are about the same size and pulled out a royal blue teddy and had me try it on. I modeled it and also a lavender sweet nothing baby doll. Then she got a black lacy bustier with garters. When I tried that one on, they loved it and made me add a pair of their mom’s hose. With me wearing that combination, Whitney bent Karen over her mom’s bureau and had me lick her ass. She made the comment; bet mom would love this, which I didn’t know how to take. She went back into her bedroom, returned carrying my toy bag and dragged me to her mom’s bed. I was on the edge of the bed, legs pulled back and she fucked me with my rabbit. I also ate her ass and pussy again. Being in her mom’s room was weird and I felt guilty, scared and hot at the same time.

Then she got ropes from my bag. Both of them started tying ropes around my ankles and wrists and then to the corners of the bed, spreading me like an X. I did nothing to stop her. In fact, I moaned an “oh yes, yes.” I got this rush; the combination of wearing their mom’s lingerie and being tied to her bed simply drove me crazy. Whitney got a dildo and a vibe, shoved the dildo in my cunt and turned the vibe on my clit. I literally went insane. I told her I was going to cumm and she started bad-mouthing me about how slutty it would be to cumm on her mom’s bed. I couldn’t hold back and they laughed that I got pussy juice on mom’s bed. Whitney said they’d leave me tied like that until mom got home. I freaked out and begged her to untie me. Instead they teased me verbally and by dragging their fingers through my dripping cunt and wiping it on my lips and some on her mom’s bustier until Karen climbed over my face again. After about 45 minutes of this they untied me.

Truthfully their mom’s bedroom smelled of sex as did I. we sprayed air freshener in the room and tucked away the lingerie. I made sure all my toys were back in my bag. I asked if I could shower and used the bathroom that connects Whitney's and Karen's rooms. When I started to dress, Whitney wouldn’t give me my panties and bra. Instead she gave me a handful of her mom’s worn panties and had me put on a pair and tucked the rest in my toy bag. They thought it was cute.

As for my panties, they ended up just under the foot of her mom’s bed and Whitney took my bra but didn’t tell me what she was going to do with it. I told her this was too risky but she told me it was her business. I pleaded but that didn’t work either.

Things I learned: I saw a picture of their mom, Tonya. She's pretty, 41, an accountant, divorced 3 years. Whitney said her mom sometimes brought dates (guys) home and took them to the bedroom to fuck. Last summer, she came home with a white woman and thinking both the girls were asleep, brought her back to the bedroom. Both Whitney and Karen snuck into the hallway, cracked the door open and watched. The next morning they let mom know what they saw. Obviously Tonya was mortified. Since then Whitney pretty much has the run of the place without too much interference from mom. In fact Whitney says she’ll ask her mom if she has a hot date and tell her what lingerie to wear. At first it embarrassed her mom but it’s become routine. From that incident, Whitney developed an interest in white women and last summer when Jas asked if she was interested in helping humiliate me, it didn’t take a lot of arm twisting.

I promised to go back next Monday.