| Butterflies And Roses, Chapter Nine Ms. Stephanie was next to make a guess. Looking into her eyes, I could tell that Nancy had also done a wonderful job and had brought her off. Her brown eyes were hooded and her breathing was just as quick as Ms. Jennifer’s. “I…I think…I was lucky…to have gotten…Nancy.” She panted, struggling to remain standing. As instructed, Nancy came out from under Ms. Stephanie’s skirt; her face was even more soaked as mine as she looked up at Ms. Stephanie and licked the juices from her lips. “That was incredible, Ms. Stephanie.” Nancy sighed. “You’re a real squirter. I was afraid I’d drown.” “You are quite amazing yourself, Nancy.” Ms. Stephanie praised. “I don’t think I’ve had a cum like that in some time.” One by one, the ladies all placed their guesses, but Mom and Helen, not knowing the other girls, could not name their girls. Not that they were complaining, though as they also had a good cum with their girls. The girl that climbed out from under my Mom’s skirt was the daughter of the only black mother in the group. Since Mom is a squirter also, Terri was her name, came out coughing and gasping for breath. Mom squatted down and took Terri into her arms and apologized profusely as she made sure the girl was alright. “I’m so terribly sorry, Terri, is it?” Terri nodded. “I just kind of lost control. I didn’t mean to squirt so much. I just couldn’t help myself, hon. You were that good.” “It’s *cough cough* ok, Ms. *cough* Debbie,” she managed to say. “I was taken by surprise is all. You taste so nice. I’ll be ready…next time.” Terri added a wink. Terri’s Mom, Ms. Patricia, smiled both from the cum she had received from Dorothy, a lovely nine year old who’s Mom, Doris, stared on with hooded eyes as Pamela, Ms. Stephanie’s daughter came out from under her skirt and collapsed on the ground at Ms. Patricia’s feet. “Seems that Pamela has cum also.” Ms. Maggie noted with a smile. “She always passes out when she cums.” Everyone laughed at the poor girl laying there, her hoop skirt standing vertical reveling her sexy yet skimpy panties and bare, shaved pussy to us all. “Well, looks like this game is concluded with only two winners.” Ms. Maggie announced as she walked over to Ms. Stephanie and Ms. Jennifer. “Your prizes are that you get to shave Nancy and Andrea’s mothers.” They both smiled at this news and hugged Nancy and me before going over to our mother’s and hugging them. “On that note, I think it’s time to begin the ceremony and induct our newest members to the ‘Little Hearts Club’.” Ms. Maggie added. “That is, if you are ready, Ms. Jennifer?” “I need to go inside and get some more heated towels, Ms. Maggie.” She informed her. “I’m not quite set up for five new inductees. If you will excuse me for just a moment?” “Why, of course, Ms. Jennifer. By all means. But don’t rush, we’ll be waiting for you at poolside.” Ms. Jennifer nodded and curtsied, then staggered off to the main house and entered in the sliding glass door, almost falling as she pulled the door opened, weekend from her enormous cum that I gave her. “How, ladies and girls, lets all adjourn to the pool area and disrobe.” Ms Maggie told us. “The party is just beginning.” The ladies all rejoined their daughters and walked, two by two, past the shrubbery which led to the pool area. Nancy and I walked with our Moms to join the others. As I looked back, I noticed that Ms. Maggie followed us, alone. “Where’s your daughter, Ms. Maggie?” I asked, curiously. “Why, Andrea.” Ms. Maggie replied with a smile. “Haven’t you guessed by now? Ms. Jennifer ‘is’ my daughter. Lisa there (she pointed to the lone girl sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet slowly moving in the water, already quite naked and proud of it) is my grand-daughter.” “Wow, I’m sorry, Ms. Maggie.” I replied. “I didn’t know. She’s as lovely as her mother.” “And just as tasty.” Ms. Maggie laughed. “You’ll see soon enough. She’s as much of a lesbian nympho as her mother…and me.” I blushed at this news. I turned to look at the activity around the pool and watched as all the ladies and other girls were all taking off their dresses some parading around in their lingerie, others got completely naked. Some of them decided to take a dip in the pool, which was almost Olympic-sized. As I made my way to the other end of the pool, Ms. Jennifer arrived with more heated towels in a thermal bag to keep them warm and sat them down with the others and removed the dark cloth that covered her shaving and tattoo tools. “Are you set, Ms Jennifer?” Ms. Maggie inquired. “Yes, Ma’am.” She replied. “Come here, sweetheart.” Jessie rushed to her Mom and hugged her before laying down on the towel-covered lounger, her butt right on the edge, and spread her legs wide. Ms. Jennifer took a damp cloth and moistened her daughter’s sparse, almost invisible pussy hair, then all around her already glistening lips right down to her puckered rosebud. Once that was done, and Jessie stopped fidgeting, her Mom continued but picking up the shaving cream and spraying some on her hand. She carefully applied it to her lovely daughter’s nether area, covering the entire area thoroughly. She sat the can down and picked up the razor and took slow, careful swipes as she removed shaving cream and the hair hidden underneath. “Hmmmmm,” moaned Jessie, moving slightly. “Be still, hon.” Ms. Jennifer warned. “I don’t wish to knick you.” “Ok, Mom.” She replied as she fought to remain still. Ms. Jennifer continued shaving, having to pull the skin of her daughter’s mound taught to get to the difficult areas. Before long, her daughter was bald as the day she was born, her wetness from the experience was oozing out of her like a leaky faucet. “Now for the hard part,” Ms Jennifer announced, looking into Jessie’s eyes. “This is going to sting, sweetie. Do you want some help holding still?” “That’s ok, Mom.” She assured her as she braced herself for the tattooing to begin. “I’ll manage.” Ms. Jennifer nodded and set down the razor and picked up the tattoo pen. She got down between her daughter’s thighs and edged upward, leaning on her elbows as best she could before beginning etching the outline of the two small joined hearts…right above Jessie’s clit. The first tough of the pen caused Jessie to moan and jump a bit. Ms. Jennifer backed off for a moment before turning to me and Nancy. “Would you girls please be so kind as to hold Jessie’s thighs and hips still so I can finish this up without hurting her or ruining the design?” She asked, pleadingly. “I want everything to be perfect.” Nancy and I got on each side of Jessie and placed one hand her her thighs and the other above her mound where Ms. Jennifer was working and held her tight enough to where she wouldn’t move much. “Thank you, girls.” She smiled as she continued her work. It took a bit of doing, but we managed to keep her still as Ms. Jennifer made the joined heart-shaped outline with a thin maroon ink. After this was completed, Ms. Jenniferslipped on a special pair of glasses that had a magnified lense and she got down so close to her daughter that she could smell her arrousal. She carefully traced the outline of the ‘L’ on the left heart (left from her point of view, that is), lightly biting her own tongue in concentration. She then moved to the right heart and proceeded to trace out the ‘H’ in the center of it. Ms. Maggie wiped her brow for her as she sat up briefly and swapped out ink cartridges to a rosy red ink and continued by filling in the vacant area inside the hearts, careful not to drift into the lettering in each center. Once she was finished, she carefully dabbed the tattoo with a dry cloth to take up the excess ink and the light trickle of blood from the needle. “Whew…all finished, little one.” Ms. Jennifer proudly announced. “Welcome to the ‘Little Hearts Club’.” Everyone cheered and a few eyes were damp with tears as Nancy and I helped Jessie stand, she had some difficulty I imagine from a possible orgasm while getting her tattoo. “Let’s all take a bit of a break and allow Ms. Jennifer to collect herself before continuing with the new girls and their lovely mothers.” Ms. Maggien announce as a beverage cart was wheeled out to poolside. “Mom, I’m afraid.” Nancy whispered to Helen, a tear starting to develop in her eyes. “I know, hon.” Helen soothed as she lovingly wiped Nancy’s tears away. “So am I.” Even more to cum… |