Bob Wallace - Hot mom, hot dog

"Awwww, Mom," Terri pouted. "You promised yesterday that I'd get a chance to fuck Mr. March."

"I want you to listen to me. You can't expect me to get your men for you the rest of your life. There's no reason for me to start now. You're young, beautiful, and a virgin. Except for a fast tonguelapping by a dog, you've never been touched." She winked at Terri, and smiled.

"Yea, but he'll just think of me as a smart-ass little girl, and hustle me off to my room so he can come up here and fuck you."

"Not if you show him how mature and ready you are," Carol suggested. "I told you yesterday that any man would give his eye tooth for a shot at your pussy."

Terri frowned. "Yea, sure. Mr. March will probably smack my ass because I'm your little girl. He doesn't want to mess up his chances with you."

"I think," Carol began to explain, "that if you present yourself right, he won't have any choice in the matter. He's a man – a horny man. I can testify to that. He didn't leave me alone the whole time you were walking around the farm." She giggled, rubbing her own crotch. "You should have no trouble at all."

Terri shrugged. "Are you coming downstairs?"

"I told bim I didn't feel well," Carol said. "I asked him to entertain you this evening while I got some rest. I told him I wasn't used to all this fucking."

They both laughed. Terri climbed off the bed, looking at her naked body in the mirror. Instead of seeing a woman, she saw only a tall slender girl with small titties and long long legs.

"I'll never be able to get him to fuck me," Terri pouted. "Your body makes mine look like a little boy's."

Carol stood up. "You're crazy, Terri," she said. "You're gorgeous. Of course your tits aren't as big as mine. So what? You got one sweet set of titties and I know Ed will love sucking them."

"Ohhhh, Mom. Do you really think he will?" She was beside herself with joy.

"Sure he will. I know once he gets a look at your sweet pussy, he'll drool until he shoves his cock in you."

"Ohhhh, Mommy," Terri said, sliding into her arms and giving her a big hug. "You're the best mom in the whole world."

"Get dressed, baby, and go down there, and lure him into your panties."

Terri winked. "I'm not gonna wear any." She grabbed the soft terry shorts off the bed and pulled them up her long legs to her slim, girlish hips. "No bra, either." She grabbed the matching skimpy top, then dropped it over her head. She bent down, slipping on a pair of heels. "Now I'm as tall as you."

"You look terrific, baby. He'll gobble you up." Carol stared at her daughter, admiring her, seeing herself as a child again and glad that she was guiding her instead of letting her flounder around.

"I'm so nervous, Mommy," Terri said, splashing a light pink lipstick across her full lips.

"Don't make yourself up too much. The blush of your innocence is what's going to get him into your bed." She took the make-up kit from her daughter. "Put your hair in pigtails."

"Aw, Mom," she griped. "It makes me look like a baby."

"A sexy, horny baby! With your hair down, you look eighteen, and with it in pigtails, you look thirteen in a woman's body. You can't beat that combination."

Terri shrugged, putting her hair into pigtails. "You're the boss."

"Always remember that," Carol said, patting her soft terry-clad rump. "Now go down there and have a time you'll never forget. I'm going to take a nap." She kissed her daughter on the cheek and left.

Terri took a deep sigh, checking herself in the mirror for one last time. It was true. Mother was right. She looked fabulous. Her heart skipped a beat as she headed out of the bedroom and toward the stairs for what she hoped would be her first fuck.

"Hi, Mr. March," Terri said, coming into the front room, swinging her ass provocatively. "Mom won't be down." She plopped on the couch, crossing her long legs. She stared at him, her heart beating so loudly that she prayed he couldn't hear it.

Ed appraised the sexy young teenager. She looked like her mother, only a younger version. He wondered if she was as hot blooded as Carol. She sure looked it, in that damn little outfit she was wearing. "Your mother told me," Ed said, leering openly at the young girl.

Terri tingled, knowing that Mr. March was ogling her. It made her blood boil. "Can I make you a drink, Mr. March?" Terri asked, licking her lips, making them moist and shiny. "I make real good drinks." She opened her eyes wide, staring at him innocently, yet with the sexuality of a woman in heat.

"I'll bet you can make a lot of things great," Ed said, glad that Carol had insisted on bringing her daughter here.

Terri basked in the compliment, walking over to the bar on the other side of the room. She swayed her hips, the bottom flesh of her ass peeking deliciously out from under the tight, skimpy shorts. She felt his eyes burn into her. Her legs turned rubbery and she almost stumbled. She wondered, as she mixed the drink with shaking hands, how she was going to be able to walk back across the room without spilling it.

Terri brought the drink to him, making doubly sure she didn't spill it when she handed it to him. "Here, Mr. March," she said politely, bending over enough for him to peer down her loose top and exhibit her young firm titties. She glanced at him, noticing that he was indeed looking.

"Thank you, Terri," he said, wondering if the young child was trying to turn him on, and why. "Would you like to sit next to me?"

"I'd rather sit on your lap, Mr. March," she said, her voice soft, almost like a whisper. "I used to sit on my daddy's lap a lot, before he went away." She looked at him, biting her lower lip, hoping he'd let her. She figured if she could be near him, she'd have a much better chance of getting him to break her cherry.

Ed looked appreciatively at the tall slender teenager. She was definitely too old for his lap, but he couldn't see any harm in it. "Come on, Terri," he offered. "Sit on my lap. I just hope it's big enough for you."

Terri looked at him right in his eyes. "So do I," she said, her voice cracking, her face turning beet-red.

Ed grinned, beginning to get a hint of what the young girl wanted. He decided to play along with her innocent flirtations. She probably wanted to practice on him before working her wiles on some unsuspecting boy. We'll soon know, he thought, holding her flashing blue eyes with his own.

Terri's body trembled as she gingerly sat on Ed's lap. She leaned back against his shoulder, her heart thumping wildly, her juicy pussy aching for a chance at Mr. March and his wonderful cock.

"Comfortable?" Ed asked, his cock getting the deluxe treatment as she squirmed into place.

"Oh yes, Mr. March," she cooed, putting an arm around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder. She adjusted her shorts, keeping the crotch from riding up into her wet virgin pussy. For an instant her hand brushed against his cock. She quickly moved away, the touch electifying her.

Ed sipped his drink, his cock becoming hard from her childish, erotic movements. Her soft ass felt fabulous against his prick and he wanted to grab her, toss her on the floor and ravage her until he satisfied himself in her young pussy. He restrained himself, remembering her mother upstairs.

"Do you have any boyfriends?" he asked, starting the conversation. He wanted to know her a little better, since he intended to spend as much time with her mother as possible.

"Not yet," Terri said, squirming her ass so his hard-on could push up into her crotch. She gulped, remembering the size of his cock as it went into her mother's mouth and pussy.

"Aaaaaa," she suddenly sighed aloud, then rapidly reddening with embarrassment.

"What was that all about?" Ed asked, setting his drink on the table.