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Rose was one of the nicest women you could ever meet. Her Hispanic background not only made her a ravishing beauty on the outside but she was genuinely a nice, caring and giving person. If you'd ever spoken to her on the phone, chances are you never would have guessed she was from Mexican decent. Growing up in Los Angeles, she had always prided herself on her mastery of the English language and her debonair demeanor set her miles apart from the street crowd her siblings hung with.
At 45 she had always taken great pride her in physical appearance and was proud that her rather tall and leggy 5'9" frame still fit comfortably into a size 8 jean. Her beautiful, soft, lightly olive colored skin surrounded her large brown eyes and was framed by long dark hair that was silky to the touch. Ro, as she liked to be called by her friends, was gorgeous by most anyone's standards.
Ro had spent her whole life living up to her personal standards of appearance and stature. Married at twenty-three and with two wonderful children, Ro had aspired to instill her beliefs and behavior on her family, to include her generosity and openness. It was not untypical for Ro to offer to drive someone's kids places or to make dinner or offer her husband's help without asking him first. Her home was always open and there was always enough food for one more.
On the dark side of Ro's life, her husband and she hadn't made love to her for several months. Neither one of them really knew the reason, but age played a part, at least for her husband. Ro wanted to make love and often craved the feeling of orgasm, but masturbation was simply out of the question for this woman of stature. To her, masturbation was dirty and sick and it was certainly beneath her to even consider such a nasty task. So, she simply went without.
At 18, her son Rick was as handsome as any mother could expect. He had the perfect mixture of Mexican heritage and handsome white blood from his father to make him look like an 18-year-old version of Benjamin Brat. As a result, young girls flocked to their home, just to be close to him.
Ro's wonderful personality and great sense of humor enabled her to be the perfect host even if her son wasn't home. She always made the teenage visitors feel welcome and she often entertained them with refreshments, delightful conversation and, of late, manicures and pedicures.
Rick had three very special admirers. A tall beautiful 17 year-old brunette named Kristine and two 17-year-old blonde twins named Blair and Claire. All three girls had known Rick since they were little, but as they grew they all matured and developed into very attractive young people. At 5'10", Kristine towered over the shorter more petite twins who were 5'5" at best. But the three of them were fast friends and had been since the first grade.
Lately, the three girls had been visiting Rick's home on a regular basis and Ro had befriended them all. Even though Rick opted to go hang with other friends, Ro entertained the girls for hours upon end. They'd laugh and watch movies till late in the night or early in the morning. The warm summer nights gave the girls lots of free time and few worries about getting home late. Their parents all knew Ro and her family and had no reason to worry about their girls.
On one of their recent visits, Ro gave each girl a manicure as they sat around the dining room table chatting and carrying on the way young girls will. Discussions ranged in subject matter, but the focus always seemed to come back to boys and sex. Try as she might to direct the conversation away from sex, the girls always managed to reel her back in. The subject of sex was not one of Ro's strongest and it often embarrassed her and she made a point to avoid it at all costs. On this night she was appalled at the blatant matter-of-fact attitude of the girls and sex and she let them know it with frequent gasps and "Oh my" comments. The girls loved to embarrass the elegant acting mother and it seemed to become a game with them.
Visits to Ro's home were becoming more and more frequent. It was almost as if the girls were there to see Ro as much as they were hoping to see Rick. In any case, Ro's hospitality never wavered and she loved talking to them until the wee hours of the morning.
Ro and her family attended a birthday party for her sister and the three young hotties were there as well. As the party finally wound down, Ro asked the girls if they wanted to stop by and visit. She offered them a pedicure if they came.
The three girls all exchanged quick glances before readily accepting the invitation. Ro's husband joked that she'd better wash her hands before coming to bed and they all laughed and headed to Ro's house.
Giving women manicure's and pedicure's was a real treat for Ro. She always took pride in her work and this was one way she could provide a relaxing service to friends and family and she loved doing it. She gathered her small toolbox full of polishes and implements and told the girls to sit on the couch in front of the large screen TV and relax. She ran a large pan full of warm water that each girl would soak her feet in first. Ro had done this many times in the past and she had a regular routine to follow. First she'd soak their feet, then she'd give them a quick massage, followed by a short exfoliation and finally finish with the pedicure.
Each girl wore the new three-quarter length cut 'jammer' jeans, tight tops and sandals. They sat on the couch and removed their sandals. They giddily chatted amongst themselves as Ro continued her preparations.
Ro knelt on the floor and placed the tub of water in front of Claire and had her begin to soak her feet. The four of them chatted and gossiped for a few minutes before Ro leaned over and took out one of Claire's feet. As the other two girls kept up the conversation, all of them watched as Ro silently began to dry off Claire's foot. She supported Claire's foot by the ankle and gently dried off the few remaining drops of water before she began to massage her foot.
"You have beautiful feet Claire," commented Ro as she worked her thumbs into the top of her foot.
"Thank you, Mrs. B." responded Claire as she shrugged in embarrassment.
"Please, girls, call me Ro," she insisted.
As the group continued to chat, giggle and gossip, Ro never noticed that the three girls had scooted close together and were almost leaning on Claire in the middle. The constant laughter and conversations about sex and boys seemed never ending and was a continuous distraction for Ro.
While she finished Claire's pedicure, Blaire had been soaking her feet. Ro crawled over in front of Blaire and took out one of her feet. Again, she gently dried her foot and then began her massage.
"Are my feet as pretty as my sister's?" asked Blaire.
"Of course they are Blaire, you're twins aren't you?" snickered Ro as she worked her thumbs into the soft flesh, spreading Blaire's toes.
"Mmmmm, that feels good, Ro," cooed a relaxed sounding Blaire. "Do you really think my feet are pretty?"
"They're beautiful sweetie," insisted Ro.
Blaire was feeling aroused at the massage. Her sister Claire watched and so often as happens with twins, began feeling a similar arousal.
Blaire wanted to push Ro a bit, so she asked again, "Do you REALLY like my feet?"
"Yes, yes I do," replied Ro as she continued her massage. Having this young girl feel so good and yet sound so insecure about her feet inspired Ro to delay stopping her massage.
"Will you kiss my foot Ro? Please?" asked Blaire suddenly woozy with excitement.
Ro, always willing to oblige her guests with anything they want, said, "sure," and she leaned forward and kissed the top of Blaire's foot.
"Mmmmm, that felt good," purred Blaire.
"Oh, that was gross!" squealed Kristine. "I can't believe what you just did!"
Blaire and Claire suddenly felt empowered.
Blaire said, "Yeah, I can't believe you just kissed my foot either Mrs. B."
For that instant, Ro felt like she had done something terribly wrong. "But all I did was what you asked me to do Blaire," Ro sheepishly responded.
Blaire and Claire looked at each and hugged each other's arms.
"If you don't want me to tell anyone, then you'll suck on my toes," Blaire said as she extended her foot and wriggled her toes in Ro's face.
Ro had never done anything like that before in her life. She was a clean freak who shuddered at the thought of dirt and was glad that Blaire had just soaked her feet. Ro didn't like the feeling of being blackmailed to do something so vile, but felt like she had no choice. If she didn't do it, these girls might spread a vicious rumor that she had kissed their feet. Her good reputation was in danger and the thought of terrible consequences bounced in her brain. She knew the power young people held these days and she knew she'd be in deep trouble if she didn't comply. She felt her heart begin to thump in her chest as she took Blaire's ankle in her hand. Ro secretly prayed that if she sucked on Blaire's toes then that would be the end of it.
The three giddy girls were now silent as they clutched each other tightly as Ro opened her mouth and gently placed it on Blaire's big toe. Blaire moaned as Ro's tongue looped around her toe and sent wild sensations into her stomach and loin. "Ohhh, do the other ones," cooed Blaire as her pussy soaked with arousal.
Ro sucked each of Blaire's toes in sequence. As disgusting as it was, she felt she had no choice. These were good girls anyway and if this was the worse thing she had to do it was probably worth it. Her reputation in the community and church was worth more than a little humiliation. She did worry that her husband may come downstairs and discover them and hoped that he was asleep already.
"Mmmmm, that was AWESOME Ro!" simpered Blaire with a pleasant grin. "Did you see that girls? She sucked my toes!"
Kristine and Claire nodded and chuckled their affirmation. The girls started chatting amongst themselves as they decided what to have Ro do next. It was as if they'd discovered a new game to play and they were eager to see how far it would go.
Ro sat on her haunches and listened in disbelief as the three girls discussed a variety of options as if she weren't even there. "Now wait a minute girls," Ro began in an attempt to regain control of the situation, "look, all I did was what you asked. Nothing more. No one will believe you if you tell them anyway, so let's just stop right now," and she started to get up.
"STAY RIGHT THERE!" Blaire demanded as she pointed to the floor stopping Ro in her tracks. "Don't move! We're not through with you yet."
Ro felt a sudden urge to throw up. What had just happened here? She began to feel light-headed as the girls continued to chatter between themselves. Ro's world was becoming a surreal place of discontent and she didn't know what to do. She stopped listening as she pondered her fate and became self-absorbed. She was a mother of two teenagers and her husband was upstairs sleeping. What would people think if they found out what she had done? Would anyone ever trust her with children again? Her career as a social worker working with underprivileged children would be over. Her life would be ruined, her marriage over.
Not until Blaire sat up and started to unbutton her jeans did Ro realize things were going terribly wrong. "What are you doing?" asked a suddenly nervous Ro.
"You're going to massage my legs," quipped Blaire as she pushed her jeans to the floor and kicked them free. "Do it. Massage my legs."
As Ro eyed the panty covered crotch before her, she squirted some cream in her hands and reluctantly started with Blaire's calf. She worked her thumbs and fingers into the firm smooth flesh of the girls' muscular calf before proceeding to her thigh. Her thumbs circled Blaire's kneecap first and then onto her thigh. Ro could smell Blaire's arousal waft up from her pink flowered panties.
"Ohhhh, that's nice," sighed Blaire, "do the other leg, too."
Ro felt Blaire's legs fall open as she worked her magic.
The other two girls were getting worked up as they sat and watched. They each grabbed the bottom of Blaire's top and peeled it over her head as she reeled with arousal. Claire unhooked her sister's bra and pulled it free of her tiny tits.
"Massage her whole body," Claire breathlessly insisted.
Ro did as she was instructed running her hands onto the teenagers' stomach and lower chest before circling and groping her tiny breasts.
"Her nipples," choked an excited Claire, "do her nipples."
Ro pinched and pulled on Blaire's nipples as both twins sighed and moaned in unison. The soft rubbery flesh compressed under her fingertips before springing to a delicate hardness. The girls' tiny aureoles bristled with goose bumps as Ro's exquisite touch sent electric shocks into Blaire's flaming pussy.
Blaire moaned as Ro pressed between her legs to rub her breasts. The heat in the room was overwhelming as the three teenage girls invoked their new power.
Ro, too, was stricken by the sudden elevation in heat. Never before in her life had she ever touched another woman's breasts, even though she'd had secret fantasies to do so. But this was different. These were young teenage girls. If anyone ever found out about what she was doing, she'd be in BIG trouble. From her dealings with child protective services as a social worker, Ro knew what the consequences would be. She wanted to stop in the worst way, but then again, she didn't. Blaire's knees squeezing in on her ribs told Ro that Blaire was truly enjoying her massage and she didn't want to stop.
Claire was beside herself with excitement. Neither twin had experienced anything like this before and she was dripping with anticipation. It was getting harder and harder to breathe as she watched her sister writhe with pleasure and both girls were getting close to cumming. As her excitement continued to build, Claire blurted out, "Take her panties off!" and pushed at the waistband of her sisters' panties.
Ro leaned back as Blaire pushed her knees together and Kristine and Claire pushed Blaire's panties to her ankles.
The smell of aroused teenage vagina filled the room as Blaire opened her legs and reached for Ro's hair. She pulled the shocked Ro toward her pussy and cried, "EAT ME!"
Ro tried to resist, but with Blaire grasping her hair and Kristine and Claire pushing her shoulders, she had no choice but to relinquish.
Blaire rocked her pelvis against Ro's mouth and for the first time in her life, Ro tasted pussy. The warm sticky liquid poured from Blaire's hot swollen labia and instantly coated Ro's face. She was surprised that she wasn't repulsed by the tangy flavor. Blaire's pubic hair tickled Ro's nose as she continued her pelvic thrusts. Ro knew she had no choice and extended her tongue.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Blaire moaned as Ro's tongue scraped across her swollen clit and sent shivers up her spine.
Kristine and Claire pushed a little harder on Ro's shoulders as Blaire pumped wildly on Ro's face.
The 45 year-old mother of two was kneeling in her own family room being forced to lick the pussy of a teenage girl. Ro's mind was awash with a million feelings and sensations. How she got to this point she didn't know, but then again, it didn't seem to matter.
Panting and grunting broke the silence and fresh aroused teenage pussy added to the moment. Ro gave in to the emotions and licked and sucked on Blaire's pussy. It might be the last one she'll ever do it too, besides, her husband or son may walk in on them at any moment.
Seconds later, Blaire groaned and panted as she reached orgasm. Her sister Claire came as well, just from watching. A stereo sounding moan of, "Aaaaaahhhhhhoooooohhhhh! ahhh, aaaaahhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" bellowed from the two orgasmic teens as they squeezed sweet girl cum from their spasmodic loin.
Ro was held in place until Blaire's thrusts subsided to gentle swipes. Blaire's anus twitched as she finally released Ro from her sopping prison cell.
Ro sat back as Blaire recovered. The nude teen tried to sit up but was too weak, so her sister and Kristine helped. "Oh my gawd, that was WONDERFUL!" sighed a satisfied Blaire.
"Yes it was," agreed an equally satisfied Claire.
"It's my turn for my pedicure," exclaimed an overheated Kristine.
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