mirror.
'With the kind of outfits we sell here you can't put them on and then walk out into the store to look at them, so you can use this small waiting room to move around in after you change,' the pretty young salesgirl said.
'You can use this room, ma'am,' she said, directing Carol to one of the doors. Carol winked at her daughter over the girl's shoulder. Gwen grinned and stuck out her tongue, and both women laughed.
At the next door down, the girl opened it but stood in the doorway to hold it open. 'You can use this one to change in, sweetie,' she said to Gwen.
Gwen had to squeeze past the girl to enter the small cubicle, and she could feel the girl's warm breath on the back of her neck as she passed.
'If you need any help, just let me know.' Gwen turned to say thanks, and as the salesgirl closed the door she licked her lips seductively and added, 'Anything at all now, honey.'
Gwen slipped out of her clothing, feeling wickedly naughty as she stood totally nude in the small cubicle for a moment before starting to slip into the wisps of material that made up the baby-doll outfit.
The top was a sleeveless blouse of sheer black silk, the bottom coming to an end just at her rolling hips. A single small clasp at the front held it together just beneath her breasts, and as the tightly stretched fabric slipped and slithered over her abundant tits, the delicious friction of her nipples had them standing up hard and aroused, poking boldly through the thin silk. The material molded like a second skin to the beautiful globes of her breasts, showing off much more than it was concealing.
The panties proved to be more difficult. She slipped the cool fabric slowly up her long shapely legs, the silken touch raising goosebumps of sensual pleasure. She was starting to think her mother was right, this was even better than being nude! A small triangle of the same sheer black silk fit snugly into her crotch, cupping her pussy mound and molding itself to her crack just as it had to her tits. Gwen suddenly wondered if this particular outfit had ever been tried on before, if it had snuggled up so lovingly to any other females, caressing their cunt lips with its cool slickness. The thought sent an erotic shiver up her spine, and she pulled up on the sides, not much more than strings, higher on her hips to nestle her burning twat tighter into the smooth silk. But try as she might, she couldn't get the panties to sit comfortably on her well-rounded buttocks, the material in the rear bunching up in her crack whenever she moved.
A soft knocking at the door of the dressing stall made her look up.
'Gwen honey, are you dressed yet?' her mother asked from outside the door.
'Just about, Mom,' she said, returning to her efforts to twist the uncooperative panties into place. The constant tugging and pulling of the tightly stretched fabric over the lips of her twat was starting to turn her on. 'Everything fits fine except for the panties. I think they may have put the wrong size in with the top.'
'Open the door and let me see if I can help,' Carol offered from outside.
Gwen undid the latch and stepped back in the tiny dressing stall to let the door swing inward. When her mother walked in, Gwen thought for sure her eyes would pop out of her head at the sight. She'd never seen her mother look so beautiful, or so sexy.
The gauzy black floor-length gown flowed about Carol's voluptuous body like a shifting dark mist, both totally revealing and yet teasingly concealing. The neckline scooped low, and a subtle use of elastic at the bodice brought Carol's huge tits up and pressed together, forming two ripe, perfect globes of flesh. Her flushed, smooth skin showed up brightly against the shimmering black of the gown, and held together formed an incredibly deep erotic cleavage. Gwen realized with a start that her mouth was literally watering at the view of her mother's magnificent tits presented so erotically, the twin fat nipples etched boldly in the black silk.
It was an even greater shock when, stepping farther back to give her mother room to enter, that Gwen felt her cunt juices start to dribble down the inside of her thigh. She was hot!
Carol shut the door behind her and replaced the latch, then turned to her daughter. Her own body cried out to her just as Gwen's was as she ran her eyes over her daughter's lush body clad in the barest of coverings. She watched with fascination as Gwen's young, full breasts bounced up and down with the young beauty's quickening breath.
Mother and daughter looked up at one another, eyes locking. Carol felt a tremor of sexual tension shoot up her back, then tried to keep her voice steady when she spoke.
'You said you were having trouble, honey?' she managed to ask, her voice hoarse with passion.
'It's these panties, they just don't fit right,' Gwen grimaced as she tugged at the tiny strip of silk cloth, trying to settle it comfortably over her lush rounded buttocks. This sudden arousal she felt at the sight and closeness of her own mother had her confused, and she kept her eyes lowered, concentrating on the garment.
'Turn around,' Carol said, studying the way the tiny panties fit. 'No wonder, you're trying to spread them too far.' Carol felt yet another tremor as she feasted on the sight of her daughter's gorgeous thrusting buttocks, firm and proud globes of woman-flesh.
'What do you mean?' Gwen asked, turning back to face her. Again she felt almost uncomfortably aware of her mother's nearly nude body in the small room, aware of the scent of her body. And then with a start, she realized what that scent was – arousal!
Carol continued, fighting for control, 'I've seen these before; they're meant to fit your rear like one of those 'lift and separate' type bras.'
Gwen screwed her face up in a laughing frown. 'A bra for your butt?'
'Almost!' her mother laughed. 'You've got to let it slip between your cheeks to pull them up. I told you these were very sexy nighties!'
Moving forward she put her arms around Gwen's waist. 'Here, let me help you with it, honey.'
Their faces were only a scant few inches away from each other now, and Gwen found she was holding her breath as she felt her mother's cool hands slide down over her hips and gently move across her trembling asscheeks, smoothing out the scanty panties and tucking them into her moist crack.
Carol grinned at her daughter and lightly cupped a thrusting ass cheek in each hand. 'Just like a pair of tits,' she tenderly whispered, not moving her hands away, but leaning in even closer to the girl.
Gwen looked deep into her mother's sparkling eyes, saw her red lips open slightly, and could feel her fingers digging slightly into the warm flesh of her behind. The scent of her lightly perfumed body, the warmth of her touch, all were too much for the girl. As her mother leaned in even closer, their breasts brushed over each other's, and Gwen's nipples shot out like twin bullets, fully aroused. She moved her head forward, then quickly closed her eyes and pressed her mouth lightly to her mother's.
Carol closed her own eyes, tightening her grip on her daughter's firm ass as she returned the first hesitant kiss. For a moment they held it, their lips only pressed together gently. Then Gwen pulled back her head.
'Mom…' she began, her voice barely a whisper, her moist lips only an inch from her mother's. 'I… I don't know…'
'It's all right, baby,' Carol cooed gently, kissing Gwen on the tip of her nose. She pulled her hands in slightly, pressing their groins together, and saw a little tremble pass over her daughter's gorgeous face. 'Go with the feelings, Gwen.'
Again their lips came together, but this time Carol opened her mouth and kissed her daughter voraciously, thrusting her tongue into the young girl's mouth. With a moan of unreleased passion, Gwen put her arms around her mother's shoulders and returned the hungry kiss, opening her mouth wide. Sighing and gasping, the two women sucked and licked at each other, while pressing their fabulous bodies tightly together.
'Oh Gwen, Gwen…' Carol sighed as she moved her mouth away from her young daughter's mouth to trail her lips down her neck. 'You're such a beautiful young lady…'
Gwen shut her eyes and let her head fall back as her mother's lips worked at the silky flesh of her throat, raising goosebumps all over her flesh. She felt like she was caught up in the ultimate erotic dream. She had come home determined to seduce her father, but seemed to have bungled that completely, and now she was ending up making love with both her brother and her mother! It was all too strange to think about, especially with her mother's hot lips and tongue moving over her flesh.
Now that she had finally made the first big move, Carol could barely contain her passions. She quickly shrugged off her own negligee, bumping into the walls of the tiny dressing stall as she struggled to free her body completely.
Gwen stared as though in a trance at her mother's huge, heaving tits bouncing so close to her, and her mouth watered at those giant melons.
