at what had happened. She wasn't.
'I was watching you,' the young girl said simply. 'It was getting to you, wasn't it? It always gets to me. I don't understand why you didn't just go in there and join them. I would have.'
Marta stared at the girl. Had she heard her correctly?
'Poor baby,' Kari continued. 'You're trembling. It did get you worked up. I should have realized. After all, you are flesh and blood. You're not unfeeling stone.'
Kari's hands rose to her shoulders again. Her tender fingers lightly massaged the taut muscles running along her neck and shoulders. Marta felt that strange, shivering excitement rushing through her body again. Involuntarily, a little moan sighed from her lips.
'That's better, isn't it?' Kari whispered again. The husky soft quality had returned to her voice. 'A girl shouldn't allow herself to get so uptight.'
Shadows, vague outlines of voluptuous curves, shifted beneath the translucent fabric of the young girl's nightie. For moments Marta's gaze was arrested by the swaying movement of those shadows. Then she realized just what had drawn her attention. Kari's ripe young breasts! She was shocked by the half-veiled thoughts that moved through the back of her mind. Her eyes darted up.
Kari smiled down at her, that knowing expression on her lovely face.
It's no wonder Neal is mesmerized by this girl, Marta found herself thinking, she's beautiful.
So is Janice, her thoughts continued. Beautiful and young.
Desire quaked through her trembling body as she remembered the scene she had witnessed in the other room. Janice-that beautiful, young, redhead on her back beneath Mitch I And that long, thick column of his prick running in and out of her cunt I She moaned despite herself, moaned in fiery need.
'Easy,' Kari whispered tenderly. 'You've got to relax. If you don't unwind, you might blow a fuse or something.'
The fingers of one of Kari's hands moved beneath Marta's chin. The dark-haired woman felt her fumbling with the slim, black bow which held her nightie closed at the neck. She realized what the girl was doing, but she found herself unable to react, unable to raise a hand to stop her.
There was a slight tug.
The thin ribbon feel free. Wispy-feeling nylon slid over the trembling rises of Marta's trembling breasts. She moaned softly. Her delicate nostrils flared in a strange mixture of desire and confusion.
'Just a moment or two and we'll get you out of this thing,' the sexy young blonde smiled.
The girl's fingers drifted down the front of her negligee. Marta shivered. Even through the material covering her chest, she could feel the soothing warmth of those hands-feminine hands moving so close to her tits!
Kari's fingers found the tiny hooks hidden in the flows of sheer, black nylon. Easily, she unclasped the first. The nightie parted in a wide dipping 'V'. The next one slipped from its small eye and the nylon fabric drifted further apart The bulging upper contours of the older woman's breasts were exposed now.
The young girl's eyes caressed those milky slopes. They looked so soft, almost flaccid. But she realized the appearance of that creamy flesh was deceptive. Marta's tits still retained the proud firmness of youth. The woman wore no bra beneath the flimsy nightie and there was only the slightest bit of sag to those large balls of marshmallowy flesh. Kari's breathing was sharp now, excited by the thought of caressing those breasts kissing them.
Her fingers, trembling with eagerness located the third and last clasp. She freed it. Her fingertips tucked under the black nylon and eased the nightie open. Her gaze drifted over the unveiled whiteness of Marta's bosom, marveling in the beauty of the woman's breasts.
'Lovely,' she whispered. 'So lovely.'
Marta moaned with shivery arousal as the girl slid the negligee from her shoulders… She was completely aware of what was occurring. Kari was about to make love to her. Her body was going to be touched and explored by another woman for the first time in her life!
There was a brief moment of panic, but she suppressed it. She wanted this girl. She wanted to feel her warm hands drifting over her body. She wanted to revel in the touch of a woman.
'Lie back' Kari directed her, as she carefully placed the black nightie on a nearby chair. 'Lie back and relax.'
Marta did as she was told. Scooting back onto the bed, she stretched out, unashamed of her supple nakedness.
The beautiful, young blonde stood there at the side of the bed for a moment. Her hazel eyes were a tender caress as they drifted over the supine voluptuousness of the other woman's body. There was a welling dampness within the quivering channel of the girl's pussy. Never before had she known another woman other than her sister. And this one this beautiful woman, was the mother of her lover. Her whole body tingled with excited, carnal awareness.
Tucking her hand beneath the hemline of her own nightie, the blonde wiggled provocatively as she pulled it over her head. Marta's gaze followed her, her eyes devouring the lithe, full curves of the girl's young, pink body. The woman s eyes drifted between the silken smoothness of the girl's thighs and to the yellow down that covered her pussy. Beneath that fleece of flax she could see the crease of her cunt lips.
'I'm not Mitch… or Janice,' Kari smiled coyly, as she settled on the bed beside the woman, stretching out so that the warm softness of their bodies caressed. 'But…' She never finished her statement. Her head leaned forward and her luscious lips covered Marta's. There was the moist, insistent flicking of her tongue and the woman's mouth opened with a piteous whimper of surrender.
As their tongues taunted and teased within each other's mouths, Kari's hands tenderly roved over the bulging domes of her lover's mother's breasts. She thrilled to the summery warmth that suffused from those pliant mounds of woman flesh. Her hands soaked up the radiating heat of sexual need as they slowly circled up the gently sloping curves. Her fingers tauntingly traced around the dark haloes that surrounded the fleshy buds of the older woman's nipples. Then she lightly teased around the stiff peaks of desire, drawing deep, satisfied moans from Marta's throat.
The girl's hands were so soft and warm on her bare flesh. Marta trembled as the arousal left with her from watching Mitch and Janice and the excitement of her present situation culminated. She gave into the urges of her lust, her own hands gently seeking and finding Kari's swelling tits. She squeezed into the firm globes of resilient flesh, just as she knew her son had done on more than one occasion.
While the dark-haired woman beside her worked all sorts of thrilling sensations within her breasts, the young blonde eased her mouth from the woman's lips. With a pleased smile her head ducked to the woman's chest and her lips surrounded one of the succulent morsels of her dark nipples.
'Ohhhhhhh!' Marta groaned out in abandoned pleasure as those moist lips sucked insistently at her breast.
Her voluptuous body writhed a bit, as if attempting to burrow beneath the girl. Kari aided her, rolling atop her body. While her tongue taunted the aching tip of her tit, the blonde hunched into the woman under her, rubbing the mounds of their cunts together.
Marta's own hips responded, arching upwards and rolling against the downy softness of the girl's pussy. There was an electric excitement in that intimate contact. Her body quaked and quivered as the mounting needs within her welled and throbbed through her spread thighs.
When Kari's face slid from the breast it possessed, she lightly kissed the smooth valley between the bulging mountains of white tit flesh. The sexy, dark-haired woman under her moaning with decided lust, the girl languorously kissed her way down and over the trembling flatness of her stomach. Her tongue darted into the sensual well of her navel and teased there for a moment or two before moving downward once again.
Marta tossed and thrashed in a lusty frenzy as the girl's lips inched closer and closer to the throbbing core of her need. That delightful, moist tongue-tip taunted her, weaving through the dark patch of her pubic moss. Wetly it drifted downward as it tapped at the trembling groove of her sexual slit. Her pelvis hunched upward with the hope of entrapping that teasing little probe but the girl was ready for her.
Instead of spearing her tongue into the heated hole of Marta's body, Kari coyly traced her tongue over the plump ridges of the woman's labia. She tickled there, licking lightly and stirring the fiery passion that already consumed the dark-haired woman beneath her. Tauntingly, she laved at the partially opened lips of her cunt mound, delighting in the wild sensations of feminine lust she ignited in this woman's loins.
