Angel's Fantasies- Girl Games

by Angel

The stories I'll write wil be mostly about Angel's fantasies. Angel is a 12 year old beauty, who developed early not only physically, but sexually. And she aquired, along the way, a very dominant persona... Seducing the daughters would be easy. Seducing their mothers is what took adult sensuality and timing... But, she always prevails.

Amy, a 28 year old with a 9, almost 10 year old daughter, Amanda, or Mandi, is a slender, petite woman with shoulder length hair she wears in a sometimes old fashioned style, a slender and sensuous figure with c-cup breasts which stand out against her slight 5'5" frame, and a very flat belly which only adds to her sexual aura making her breasts look so much larger and sensual. Her daughter, Mandi, is slender and very pretty. She has long, straight blonde hair which frames her pretty face, full pink lips and piercing blue eyes. Amy has noticed, on several occaisions, that when shopping many glances are made by men and women at herself and Mandi. They stand out in a crowd.

Angel, their sitter, is special as well. She stands 5'4' and has the same slender figure but with b-cups. She has dark, almost black, hair and usually wears it like the school-girls in Japanese Anime. Two long, double ponytails. bangs down to her eyebrows and a tuft of hair from each temple hanging a little below her chin framing her own beautiful face. Grey eyes, pink lips and a slender, perfect nose. She resembles an evil, dominant Barbie Doll.

Angel lived basically alone. It was just her and her father, a business man who travelled regularly and was seldom, if ever, home when he wasn't. To him, Angel was like a dog, there to be fed and housed. All the groceries were delivered and she had her own credit card to spend as she wished. She bought lots of pretty things on the internet, especially lingerie. She loved dressing up. And, as with Amy, she knew how good she looked. She never disappointed Mandi or Amy when she went to 'sit' there.

Tonight she was due to sit for Mandi. Mandi simply adored Angel and always welcomed spending time with her. That fact, and Amy's attraction to her is why things probably wouldn't change... Even though Angel dressed so provocatively in front of Mandi. Amy figured it was a small price to pay for the arousal she felt when Angel was there.

But, Amy wanted to get to know Angel in a more personal way. A lot more personal...

She usually dressed smartly when she'd go out, but tonight she wasn't going to meet anyone. She wanted Angel to see her at her sexiest. She bought a red, one piece dress which clinged to every inch of her. She bought a black bra that pushed her up and out, and in the new low-cut dress, Angel would have to notice her. Black panties and black, lace top thigh-high stockings and fuck-me pumps rounded out the outfit. She had to admit... she looked stunning.

She sat, nervously sipping a white wine, waiting for the doorbell. Mandi was in her room getting dressed in an outfit Angel bought for her. Amy hadn't seen it yet, but secretly hoped is was something along the lines of what Angel wore. She was conflicted in that... On one hand she knew it was terribly wrong to think of her daughter dressed like Angel, but the anticipation of Angel's appearance and the hightened sexual eroticism she felt seeing Mandi dressed so slutty, had her head spinning. She felt guilty, yet so excited at the idea...

After a few, agonizing minutes the doorbell rang. She expected Mandi to run down the stairs at a gallop to meet Angel. But it was quiet. She got up and went to the door, stopping to rub her hips and thighs, pulling her tight dress down from where it had ridden up when she sat down.

She opened the door, and in the dim light saw Angel with her signature 'anime' hair, which turned her on immensely...

"Hi, Angel. Come in please." she said breathlessly...submissively...

"Hello, Amy." she said in her usual seductive voice, a slight smile and a look through Amy's eyes that seamed to touch her soul.

Amy merely gasped, audibly. Angel wore a white camisole and no bra. 'My god!' Amy thought. 'They ARE real!' As Angel walked by her and into the living room she saw Angel's outfit and was stunned. She wore a very short, tight schoolgirl pleated skirt. So short, it was obvious she had on a black satin garter belt and full-fashioned seemed stockings! And her fuck-me pumps were higher than Amy's! All she could think of was getting on her knees in front of her and licking her young pussy. She never concerned herself with Mandi's well-being. She was just too turned on.

"So... Where's my little lover girl?" Angel said refering to Mandi.

Calling her daughter her "...little lover girl." only turned Amy on more. She knew it was wrong and felt genuinely guilty, but the eroticism of it all was too much, and she stopped caring. And how much of the term was fun, how much was serious? Amy hoped...

Amy walked to the stairs and called to Mandi.

"Mandi, honey. Angel is here, and expecting you."

"I'm sorry Miss Angel. The outfit you got for me is a little hard to figure out."

"It's alright, lover girl. Do you need help?" Angel called to her.

"No thank you, Miss Angel. I'm almost finished and I want to surprise you and mommie."

"Good girl." Angel said. "I'm glad you want to show mommie as well."

Angel turned to Amy, almost face to face. With the slight difference in height and the bigger difference in shoes, Angel was slightly taller than Amy. Angel looked down toward a long gold chain necklace with a small gold heart with a diamond in the center. It was nestled in her obvious cleavage.

She slowly brought her hand up to it and, as she reached for it, gently brushed the tops of her exposed breasts with the back of her hand. Amy closed her eyes and gasped, a slight moan followed. Angel just smiled as she held the necklace.

"Isn't that pretty..." she said.

Amy gathered herself tryiong not to look too obvious, though it was too late for that...

"Th.. Th..ank you. It w..was a gift from my sister." almost unable to think, let alone speak...

Angel looked up at her, stared erotically in Amy's eyes and said "I wasn't talking about the necklace..."

Amy almost fainted, and Angel loved the obvious power she had over her.

Angel took her time putting the heart of the necklace back, in Amy's cleavage. Amy's eyes were closed as she thought of even more erotic things she'd like to do with this girl. As Angel brought her hand slowly down she cupped Amy's breast for just a second...

"Yes. Very, VERY nice." Angel reached up again and cupped her breast, only lingering and squeezing it gently, leaning in and softly kissing her. Amy's eyes still closed, Angel felt Amy's tongue against her lips. She moaned and sighed all the while...

"YAY!" They turned and Mandi stood there watching having softly and quietly tip-toed down the stairs to surprise them. She giggled and clapped her hands, bouncing on her toes...

Amy pulled back from Angel. "Mandi! You shouldn't sneak up on people like that!"

Mandi kept giggling. "You kissed miss Angel, mommie! That is so cool!"

Angel turned to Amy and said "Too late now! She saw what she saw, and nothing you say will change that."

"I'm sorry, Mandi. Mommie didn't mean to..." She cut herself off when she saw Mandi's outfit. The one Angel bought for her.

Mandi saw the awe in her mother's eyes and knew she liked it.

"What do you think, mommie? Do I look sexy or what!"

Again, Amy had to struggle for words...

"Oh... Honey! You DO look sexy." Turning to Angel "Very sexy!"

Angel, standing shoulder to shoulder with Amy, put her hand at the small of Amy's back, slowly sliding it down over the crack of her cheeks. The soft, stretchy material making it easy for Angel to slide her middle finger in, pressing against the crack.

Amy whispered, "Oh my god... What's happening to me..."

She stopped and caught herself again and looked at Mandi's outfit. She wore an adorable, tight babydoll dress, very short with a frilly petticoat underneath, exagerating the hem. It was very short and her white lace panties were clearly visible. She wore white, lace top stockings and white sandlefoot heels. Not too high, but very sexy. And, what Amy thought was incredible, Mandi seamed to be wearing a bra. With very large cups, and there were simulated nipples poking out through the dress!

Angel squeezed Amy's ass... "So. What do you think of my little lover's outfit?" Turning to Mandi with a smile "I think she looks fucking hot." Turnimg back to Amy and still squeezing her ass, "Don't you think she looks fucking hot?"

Amy turned to Angel and nodded, unable to speak.

Angel, obviously disappointed with the answer... "Don't nod to me! Tell your little daughter she looks fucking hot! NOW!"

Mandi giggled and clapped. Her little panties were wet watching Angel tell her mother what to do. "Go on, mommie. Let me hear you say it!"

Amy looked at Mandi. "Oh, honey..."

"Don't call me honey or Mandi anymore, mommie. Call me Angel's little lover girl."

Amy felt faint, again. Angel squeezed her breast, hard this time bringing Amy out of it.

"Well? Do you want to disappoint her?" Angel said, squeezing her breast again.

"Squeeze her tits some more Mistress. Make her say it!" Mandi said, giggling at her mother's obvious distress.

"Yes, Angel's little lover girl... You look so fucking hot." was all Amy could muster the energy to say.

Mandi laughed and clapped. She went to her mother and said, "I love you, mommie..."

Amy said, "I love you too, Man.. I mean Angel's little lover girl."

Mandi put her hand on the inside of Amy's thigh, and said, "I love you, Mistress.", as she slid her hand up her mother's leg, all the way up to the crotch of her silk panties.

Amy closed her eyes at the touch of her little daughter's hand touching her pussy. She moaned deep, gutteral sounds of passion as Mandi's fingers explored her mothers pussy.

"Feels good. Doesn't it!" Angel softly said to her. "I think mommie likes you touching her there, lover girl."

"I like it, too. It's all smooth and sexy..." Mandi said. "And really, REALLY wet, Mistress. Like how ours get when we play 'Girl Games. Mistress! Maybe mommie would like to play girl games with us! Would that be okay with you, Mistress?" she said excitedly.

"I think that's a wonderful idea, lover girl!" She turned to Amy, standing there like a lost child. "What do you think, mommie? Would you like to play 'Girl Games' with us?"

She had no idea what 'Girl Games' were, but if the past 15 minutes were any indication... she was in!

"Can we please sit down, I...I'm feeling a little weak."

"You have to Mistress, mommie. You always say Mistress!"

She completely gave in... "Mistress? Can we please sit down?"

Angel smiled, took Amy's arm, and led her to the couch. Amy sat in the middle, Mandi to her left and Angel to her right. Mandi, innocent to her mother's present condition starts to stroke her mom's thigh again Amy's eyes are closed, but she feels Mandi's hand and instinctively opens her legs. Mandi looks up to Angel, who smiles approvingly. She works her hand up to her mom's pussy and gently rubs it, with knowledgeable fingers.

Amy says, "You taught her well, Mistress..." as she begins to tense up, the feeling in her groin stronger now than before. She feels an orgasm coming. The thought of her daughter masturbating her after all the sexual tension is too much, all the time moaning and gasping for air, her body shakes and tenses over and over again as it builds stronger and stronger. Tears begin to flow down her cheek ashe begs for release. "That's it Mandi! Make mommie cum... please baby... Make mommie cum." Mandi's little fingers find the spot and she brings her mom to the best orgasm she ever felt. She starts to scream and Angel quickly clamps her hand over Amy's mouth, and just as she climaxes, she pinces her nose closed as well. Amy trys to struggle free, but Mandi sits on her left hand and Angel holds her right. Her eyes wide open struggling to breathe as she experiences the most intense orgasm she ever had.

Mandi and Angel lean forward and smile at each other. "Like doing this to mommie, watch her suffocate while you make her cum?"

"Yes... Oh yes, Mistress. I love doing this together!"

"Next time, I'll gag her really good, and you can pinch her nose closed while I make her cum... Would you like that, lover girl?" Amy still cumming and unable to breathe sitting between them as they casually talk about making Amy suffer some more.

"Can we do that tonight, Mistress? Can we tie her up and gag her?"

"Of course, lover girl. And you can help me. We'll tie up mommie and then I'll tie you up. Would you like it if I had mommie lick your little pussy?"

"Oh, that would be so fucking cool, Mistress."

Angel took her hand away from Amy's face and let her breathe.

"Should I stop, too, Mistress?" Mandi asked.

"I don't think so, lover girl. Make mommie feel good for a little while longer."

"Yeah. She's been through a lot tonight."

"Good girl. This is all about sex and love."

"And bondage, Mistress!"

"Oh! I almost forgot bondage! You're such a good girl for reminding me. I'll have to give you a special reward later."

"Oh, goody! Thank you , Mistress!"

"You're very welcome, lover girl."

Mandi stopped playing with mommies pussy and Amy, very slowly, came around.

"What happened?" she said in an almost whisper.

"You just experienced a small part of 'Girl Games." Angel said.

"Mistress..." Amy asked... "Can you please tell me about "Girl Games'?"

"I'll do better than that, Lover girl... Tell mommie what 'Girl Games' are."

"Okay, Mistress. Mommie, 'Girl Games' are all about love, sex and bondage."

"Bondage? You mean Mistress ties you up?"

"Yup! And it's lots of fun and she makes me cum a whole lot!" And I make her cum a lot, too. We touch each other, and lick each other and we kiss a lot."

"But you're tied up? How can you do all that when you're tied up?"

"And gagged!" Mandi added.

What does mistress gag you with?"

Angel just sat, smiling, her hand carressing Amy's breast. Amy's hand was gently rubbing Angel's stockinged thigh, it seams without even knowing it...

We have what mistress calls 'storebought gags' and sometimes we use panties and stockings, and tape to hold those things in my mouth."

"Who's panties and stockings?" Amy demanded.

"Sometimes my panties, and sometimes Mistress's stockings and panties... But sometimes, Mistress surprises me and goes to your dirty clothes hamper and gets the panties you were wearing all day."

"What? MY panties!"

"Yup! And they always taste so good!"

"But, th... they're dirty lover girl!"

"I know that, mommie. Mistress shows me the stains in them."

"And you want them in your mouth knowing how dirty they are?"

"Sure! Why wouldn't I like them dirty?"

"Lover girl... Do you know where those stains com..."

Of course I know. I think its much sexier than clean ones. And, besides. I've licked Mistress's pussy and her ass. I like it!"

Amy, although trying to get her daughter to admit this was wrong, felt so turned on hearing her little girl talk like this she just wanted to cum again...

"I guess you're liking where this is going." Angel said. You look flushed and... ready to go again."

"I am, Mistress. Please make me cum, again..."

Angel stands, puts her hands out to Amy and Mandi, who both stand and take Angel's hands. "Let's do this properly..." and she leads them upstairs.

"Amy asks "Are you going to tie me up?"

"Yes, Amy But first you'll help me tie up your daughter."

"But I've never tied anyone before, Mistress."

"Don't worry. You'll just have to gag her after I tie her. Then, I'll tie you up."

Will you gag me too, Mistress?"

You won't need a gag. I have another use for your mouth and tongue. Why? Were you wondering what a pantie gag would be like?"

"Well... Yes, I was."

As they made the landing where the stairs turned, Angel stopped. "Amy, get down on your knees." She did. "Lover girl..." Angel lifted what little skirt she had and pulled her panties down just above her knees. "You know what to do."

Mandi got on her knees just at Angel's feet. She took hold of Angels thighs for balance and leaned forward, taking Angel's panties in her teeth and began to pull them down her slender, shapely legs. She tugged here, then there. Back and forth until they were at Angel's ankles.

Amy was moaning and gasping at the sight she was witnessing. She looked up into Angel's eyes.

"Turns you on, doesn't it Amy?" Angel asked with a sly smile.

Amy put her hand to her mouth and was visibly shaking. Angel held the handrail and balanced on one foot as Mandi struggled to get the panties over the heels of Angel's fuck-me pumps. It took a while, but she made it over the first. The second shoe was easier.

"Now, lover girl. Put them in your mommies mouth, but you can't use your hands."

Mandi looked up at Angel and smiled.

Amy knelt at Mandi's height and opened her mouth."

"Go on, lover girl. Push my panties in your mommies mouth with your tongue. That's a good girl." Angel said. Remember, mommie wants to be gagged..."

She leaned into her mommie and Amy did the same. Amy could smell the fresh wetness of Angels panties as well as the breath of her little girl. Then she felt Mandi's tongue as she pushed the panties in Amy's mouth, their lips touching. Amy couldn't close her eyes as she watched her daughter, obviously smiling, gagging her with the 12 year old neighbor's panties and using her mouth to do it. Amy helped by using her lips to help pull them in. Almost done, Mandi pulled away and saw a bit hanging out of the corner of her mouth... She bent back in and pushed it in with her tongue. Mandi stood and smiled at Angel.

"Did I do good, Mistress?"

"You did very good, lover girl. You're just full of sexy little surprises today!"

"Stand up, Amy."

Amy stood and instictively placed her hands behind her back.

"Very good, Amy. Now! How would you like to make things even?"

Amy looked confused

"I'm sorry. You don't understand it all yet, do you... I'll bet your panties are soaked, aren't they."

Amy nodded.

"Why don't you take them off. And, lover girl, keep quiet now."

Mandi nodded.

Amy presented the soaked black satin panties.

"Now, where do you think a good place to keep them would be?"

Amy immediately knew what she meant, and Angel knew it.

"Go ahead, Amy. Gag your daughter with you cum-soaked panties. Trust me. You're going to enjoy it!"

Amy's eyes smiled, her cheeks puffed out and distorted from Angels panties.

Mandi stood dutifully waiting. She knew all along what was going to happen. Amy knelt in front of her sexy little girl and gently stuffed all of the panties in Mandi's little mouth. Mandi gagged a couple of times as Amy pushed them in, but she kept on pushing enjoying her daughters suffering.

Amy looked at Angel. "Told you you'd like it, didn't I?" She ran her hands up the white, nylon stockings her daughter wore. She was so excited to feel this material on her little girl. Then she slowly moved one hand up to mandi's panties and began to run her finger through the cametoe she felt. Mandi moaned into the panties, and she shook all over. Looking up at her gagged daughters face she heard her moan through the panties, and Amy moaned. She heard Angel say...

'Aren't the gagged moans of a child in heat the most sexy thing you ever heard?"

Amy nodded, her eyes still smiling...

"Upstairs, you two. I have clothes to take off you and straps to put on you! And there are pussys to lick and faces to sit on... "

Mandi took her mother's hand and off they went. Angel was looking forward to a very enjoyable night, for all of them...