From the start it was not the perfect marriage. Bill was a middle-aged man that was balding and with thick glasses. He had been widowed for a couple of years. His wife had died of cancer and left him with a headstrong teenager girl to raise. He had no control over her.

Barbara looked a lot like her mother. She was a dirty blonde with green eyes. A popular girl in school, she was a member of the high school cheerleader squad. She was old enough to have a driver's license and her father had bought her a new Volkswagen Beetle. When her father met a younger woman at his bank, Barb had no objections to him marrying her. She figured that she would have more freedom with him trying to keep his new wife happy.

Elisabeth was nothing like Barb's mother. She was only ten years older than Barb was. Liz was a stocky dark haired woman. To look at her you would think she would be more at home working on one of the local Iowa cornfields than in an academic college setting. She was use to having under graduates cower when she gave them a disapproving stare. She had no elusions about romantic love.

She had been an active lesbian for many years. She married this respectable banker in order to elevate her status among the academia circle in hope that she would receive tenure sooner. Having a husband would reduce the suspicion that she was a dike.

It did not take long for Barb to antagonize Liz. Her mother had never disciplined Barb and she was use to simply telling her father to mind his own business. The mouth on her didn't take long before it grated on Liz's nerves. Bill knew that his daughter was undisciplined but had never corrected her. He gave Liz permission to do what ever she felt was appropriate.

Barbara walked right into her first confrontation with Liz right away. Liz told her to go to her room after dinner and do her homework. Barb shot back, "Fuck off!" The last syllable hardly cleared her lips when she felt the stinging blow on the side of her face, as Liz slapped her face with all the power she could muster.

Barb ran to her room with her book bag holding the side of her face. A couple of hours later she came back to the kitchen /dinning area with her homework in hand. Her face was streaked from tears and her eyes were red from crying. She handed Liz her homework and apologized for her language.

Liz scanned the homework and was pleased with the results. She told Barb that she was pleased that she had done as she was told. From now on if you defy me you will be punished promptly no matter who, is present.

When Barbara promised to behave. Liz smiled to herself knowing that was a promise she would not keep long.

It was less than a week before Barb took it upon herself to take her cheerleader girlfriends to the local burger hangout rather than going home to do her homework, without calling and getting permission from Liz. Dinner was finished when she drove up the driveway. She tried to explain why she was late. Liz just gave her a look that shut her mouth in mid sentience. She went to her room, knowing that she was going to be punished.

Liz followed her to her room and sat on the bed. She pulled her skirt up and tucked it between her legs to give plenty of slack between her legs. She told Barbara to assume the position. Barb started to object when she felt the stinging slap on her face again.

Large tears were running down her cheeks as she lay across Liz's left leg. Liz flipped up the short pleated red and white skirt of her cheerleader uniform. The tight fitting whites satin underpants were warm. Barb tried to stand up when she felt Liz pulling her underpants down.

Liz used her left hand to grab her by a handful of wavy dirty blonde hair and pull her down again. When Liz had pulled the underpants down to the knees, she saw that Barb had on a thin pair of white thong panties under the underpants. This was the first time she ever saw the backside of her stepdaughter.

The little triangle of white just above the crack of her ass didn't hide the multi colored tattoo of a swallow-tailed butterfly on her backside between the dimples above the crack. Liz pulled the panties down. Then she ran her finger between the girl's legs. She felt the wetness and unknown to Barb, Liz smelled her finger and she felt a sexual thrill shake her body.

Liz ran her hand over the soft orbs of the girl's ass. Then she raised her hand and brought it down with all the power in her strong body. When she lifted her hand an outline of her hand came up in a red welt on the white meat. Barbara was begging Liz to stop and that she would be good. Liz knew that the promise would be short lived and actually enjoyed blistering the girl's ass. When she was finished she pulled the panties and underpants up because she knew that would hold the heat in.

Liz returned to wash the dinner dishes. In a little more than an hour Barb came in with her homework to be checked. Her makeup was streaked. She came to Liz and apologized for her behavior.

Liz assured her that there was nothing personal in her treatment of her, she only wanted the best for her. They hugged and kissed each other, as they both cried on each other shoulders.

Barb was a perfect angle for a few days. But Liz stated seeing signs that she was about to misbehave. She actually looked forward to Barbara acting up again so that she would get to spank her again. After about the forth time she got to spank her, she realized that Barbara was deliberately violating Liz's rules. She suspected that Barbara actually enjoyed being spanked. Liz was just waiting for the day Barbara did something wrong.

One day Barbara had all her cheerleader friends over for a pool party. Liz was like a cat in a fish market. When the girls stripped down to their bikinis, Liz was laying on the lounge chair looking from behind her dark sunglasses at the bodies of the girls. The fronts of the swimming costumes were so small that Liz could tell that if they were either shave completely or close to it. As the girls played in the pool the tops of their bras moved some and as they got wet Liz could see their areolas and nipples clearly. All of Barb's friends had tattoos on their bodies. They were located in places that would not be seen by school authorities in their cheerleader costumes.

Liz was getting too much sun and went to the master bedroom to use her bathroom and to masturbate before she showered and changed to a summer dress. After she was finished she went to the kitchen to make some snacks for the girls. She could tell by the noise coming from Barb's bedroom that the girls were in her room playing music.

She had a tray of sandwiches ready and figured that she would deliver them to the girls. When she opened the door to Barb's bedroom she backed in using her butt to open the door. As she turned around to offer the girls something to eat she froze in her tracks. Two of the girls were on their backs with the other two girls were on top of them. Liz recognized the butterfly and knew that Barb was on top of the head cheerleader. The ones on the bottom were looking up at Liz and tried to push the ones on top off in their embarrassment. When Barb looked over her shoulder her face was wet with the juice of the girl she was on top of. The look of fear on her face said it all.

Liz put the tray on the desk in Barb's room and left. She had to think about what she had just seen. She sat down at the dinning table. In a few minutes the girl's came out the bedroom fully dressed. They stood in front of Liz and begged her not to tell their parents on them. Liz saw the power she had over them. It was up to her to decide what she wanted to do with them.

She let them plead as she thought about what she should to do. She told them that they all deserved a spanking for their behavior and if they submitted she might not tell their parents.

Liz ordered them to pull their panties down and lay over her leg in turn. One by one each girl did as she was told. She told Barbara to bring her the wooden cutting board, because it had a handle, from the kitchen sink. Liz figured she better not use her hand on them because it would become too painful on her hand from all the contact with such sweet young butt flesh.

She proceed spanked each girl in turn, until each butt was red and swollen. Before she let each one stand up Liz ran her hand between the girl's legs and rubbed her cunt until her hand was wet. The girls didn't know what to do. They tried in vain to hide their reaction but clearly they enjoyed the attention of this dominant woman They squirmed around on Liz's leg until she felt her own panties get wet too.

After Barbara had received her spanking, they were all standing there rubbing their behinds. They pleaded with her again not to tell on them. Liz said, "I really have no objections to what you were doing. All I ask is that if your going to do it in my home at least have the courtesy to invite me to join you."

The girls looked at each other and then they realized what she was saying. Liz went on to say that she thought that Barbara like being spanked. Barbara blushed knowing that Liz had figured her out.

The girls looked at her and asked what they could do to make it up to her. Liz sat back and invited them to gather around her chair, " Come here and show me that you are sorry for not inviting me to your little party". It was a thrill for her to have eight hands feeling her body. She offered no resistance as they stripped her clothes off. She stood up long enough to let them take her dress, half slip, panties and bra off. The girls groped her large breasts and her vulva as she sat back down in her chair.

This was more than a woman could ever hope for. She had four beautiful teenaged girls playing with her body. Her nipples were erect and tingling as four girls took turns feeling and sucking on her breasts.

Liz had the rest of the afternoon to check out each girl. She told the girls to have lunch and find something to do while she had a private session with each of them.

The first one she took to the master bedroom was the senior. Her name was Paula. She was the leader of the group. She was the tallest one of the group. Her hair was bleached to platinum blonde and flowed down the middle of her back. The tattoo on her body was of a winged wood nymph in shades of blue and located right where her pubic hair would have been.

As they sat on the bed, Liz was asking questions as she was feeling Paula's body. She found out that because having two girls that were natural leaders would be a problem. They selected a future leader every second or third year. She told Liz that the next leader was the freshman named Susan. Even though Barbara and Vanessa were older they were not leaders.

Paula wanted to be in charge. Liz moved to the center of the bed sat back against the headboard. She used the pillows as a backrest as she opened her legs and bent her knees. She handed Paula her personal vibrator dildo. It was a large translucent blue phallic toy. Paula could see the batteries inside the toy and knew they were D-size. The shaft of the dildo was so large that Paula could not touch her fingertips to her thumb. She was excited about using it on Liz.

To take charge Paula started kissing Liz on the mouth as she rubbed the shaft of the dildo between Liz's labia to get her and the shaft wet.She left little hickey bites on Liz's neck on her way to the massive breasts. She buried her face in the soft flesh. Paula sucked one of the large nipples into her mouth and closed her teeth on the nipple. She pulled her head back and watched the flesh stretch. As the dildo got slippery she moved it to the nipple that she was not sucking. She turned it on and watched it vibrate the nipple. It was close enough that she could smell Liz's cunt on the toy.

She watched as Liz closed her eyes. She could tell that Liz was getting close to a climax. She sat up and removed the dildo because she didn't want Liz to cum too soon.

When Liz started whining as if she was in pain. Paula lay on her stomach and started licking the soft inner thighs and the hairy patch. Liz took hold on the platinum hair and pulled the girls face against her cunt. Paula licked the sweet inner lips for a while then Paula moved her mouth away as she inserted the dildo. She was mildly surprised how easily the shaft went into her cunt. When everything but the butt was inside Liz, Paula turned on the dildo to high speed. It was not long before Liz was climaxing.

Liz recovered quickly and pulled Paula up the bed and kissed her on the mouth. She took the wet dildo out of her cunt and inserted as much of it into Paula as she could take. As wet as it was it was stretching her canal farther than she had ever been stretched before. Liz left it on high speed in Paula's cunt as she played with the breasts. Paula was screaming, "Fuck me Mama" as she came.

After Paula recovered Liz kissed her on the mouth and told her to send in Vanessa next. Liz took the time to rush to her bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. When she came out of the bathroom Vanessa was standing by the bed. She looked like she didn't know what she should do.

Liz came up beside her and put her hands on her shoulders as she looked over her left shoulder. As Vanessa turned her head Liz kissed her on the mouth. Vanessa had her brown hair cut in a pageboy style and her eyes were large and brown. Her breasts were a nice C-cup size with round mauve areolas with cherry sized nipples. Her hips were broad and round. Her legs were strong from many hours of dance classes. Liz took note of the cherub holding a rose tattooed on the inside of her left breast. What was left of her pubic hair was less than the size of a Rolodex filing card and that was trimmed to about a quarter inch. It was so dark that it almost looked black.

Liz assumed the mother roll and took her into her arms and held her on her lap while she stroked and petted the girl. Liz rolled the nipples between her fingers as the girl moaned into her mouth. She stroked her labia and clit until the girl climaxed in her hand. That was not what Liz wanted. She had wanted to taste the girl's vagina first.

Liz was only mildly surprised when Vanessa slid off her lap. She sat between her legs looking up at her with pleading eyes. Liz opened her legs for Vanessa's inspection. Vanessa acted like a starving child as she licked, kissed and sucked the labia and clitoris. After Liz climaxed, Vanessa pressed on her lower tummy. Liz felt like her bladder was full and tried to push Vanessa away so she could go pee. Vanessa would not let go and was pleading, an unintelligible couple of words. Liz finally understood what she was begging.

"Please pee" was her muffled request.

Liz let out a squirt and Vanessa drank it.

Liz saw the door open and Barbara stick her head into the room. Liz motioned for her to enter. She came into the room with Susan in tow.

Susan saw what Vanessa was doing and smelled Liz's pee. She felt a sexual thrill that had her almost climaxing just watching the orgy in front of her.

Barbara dropped to her knees behind Vanessa and started parting her the cheeks of her butt. She lapped at the cunt lips with her slender tongue while her nose drove into the pink anus of Vanessa's butt.

Susan lay on the floor under Barbara and was sucking noisily on Barb's pussy. Liz was leaning forward so that she could feel the flesh of the girls sucked away.

The last act was to draw Susan up onto the bed so that Liz could play with her breasts as she spanked both Vanessa and Barbara. She enjoyed as she felt Liz inserted a strap-on dildo into her vagina from behind, as she was spanking her friends. It thrilled her to be used at the same time she had two girls be under her control.

When the girls finally had to shower and get dressed to go home it was agreed that they would get together regularly to enjoy each other. When the girls were not around Liz would spank Barb's tender bottom to arouse her before they would make love to each other two or three times a week. When Bill would go out of town on business Barb would sleep with her stepmother.



Life at the Banker's household had settled into a comfortable routine. Elisabeth had taken charge around the home. Her stepdaughter, Barbara, had become comfortable enough with her to simply ask for a spanking when she is in the mood for some hard sexual play. There was no need to act up to get the attention she wanted. The banker was free to spend more time pursuing the things that interested him work and golf.

Liz was not the kind of person that socialized a lot with the faculty at the college but she still had to attend the occasional faculty functions. The start of the academic school year was one that did require her attendance. It was the garden party hosted by the Dean's wife. It is one of those things that she was almost forced to attend. Bill did not like going to these things and found ways to make sure he was out of town the weekend they came up. Liz asked Barbara if she would go with her. She made a deal that when Barb got bored she could remind her that she had a high school volleyball game in a short time. That way they would have an excuse to get away.

It was a warm Saturday so both Liz and Barb dressed casually for the party. Liz had selected a dress that included a white broad brimmed straw hat and white gloves. To accent the feminine look, she chose rope necklace of freshwater pearls with matching earrings. Barb selected a very nice looking summer dress. It was short sleeved with a scooped front and back. The bodice was tight enough to look like she was sewn into it. It had a built in bra. The skirt was short enough that only a girl her age could get away with it. She had peril earrings and white gloves too. Her blonde hair was brushed out and hung loose on her back. When she turned her head a portion of hair would fall down the front of her body below her breast-line.

They took Liz's late model Mustang coupe to the party. The Dean had a nice home located as part of the campus. The campus rose garden backed up to the residence. That way the party could over flow into the garden.

When they entered the home they left their sweaters and purses in the library/office next to the entrance before getting in line to be greeted by the Dean and his wife. Liz introduced her stepdaughter to them. They flattered Barbara by asking her if she was a student at the collage. Barb blushed and told them that she had a couple of years left of high school first.

Liz had to greet the heads of the departments and exchange complements before they could stop by the buffet table. They filled their plates with salad and veggies with dip. They dipped some bread in the brae. The last thing they picked up was a couple of large strawberries dipped in chocolate.

They wondered around the grounds, greeting other faculty members as they ate the contents on their plates. When Liz got into a long discussion with the head of her department about some curricular changes, Barbara excused herself and drifted off. When Liz had finished her discussion with her superior and his wife she went looking for Barb.

She dropped off her empty plate on a table as she started looking around the garden for Barb. She saw Barb sitting on a concrete park bench nestled among some fragrant flowers talking to the head of the Art Department.

Liz knew her casually from the faculty dinning room. She was a nice looking woman that was about forty to forty- five years old. Her hair was a hyena color. Normally when Liz saw her it was in a ponytail and she would be in jeans that would be covered in plaster dust and smelled of turpentine and linseed oil. For today she had it down and the natural wave flowed down her back. Seeing her in a dress Liz realized that she was a very attractive woman.

They introduced themselves to each other again. "Elisabeth English Department" as she stuck out her hand. "Windy Art Department" as she too Liz's hand.

"I was just talking to you charming stepdaughter about art. I think she would make a very good model. Would you mind if she posed for me?"

Liz gave Barb a glance and knew that she wanted to do it. Liz replied, "Barbara is old enough and mature enough to decide if she wants to do that."

Barb physically showed her enthusiasm by squirming around. She jumped up and hugged and kissed Liz as she thanked her.

Liz sat down with Barb between them. The two women each had a hand resting on Barb's knees as they talked. Windy was telling them about the medium that she liked to work in. She liked to make lots of drawings to familiarize herself with a subject, before she painted them. When she was happy with the result she would make a clay model. The last thing would be a bronze casting. That is why you see me in the dinning room covered in plaster dust sometimes.

It was starting too cool off. They would soon either have to put on their sweaters or leave. Liz was about to say that they better retrieve their sweaters when windy said, "My friend dropped me off for this function. If you don't mind taking me home I would be happy to show both of you my studio."

Liz looked at Barb and knew that she wanted to go. Liz said, "We would be thrilled to drop you off and see your home."

That said, the three of them headed for the Dean's house. They made their good-byes, picked up their sweaters and purses. Barbara may not have been happy sitting in the back seat but it was not long before Windy directed them into the driveway of a comfortable looking home.

When they were inside Windy opened up the house to let the air cool off the house. She asked if they would like some wine. She opened a bottle and gave them glasses full of a good Chardonnay. She was rightly proud of her home and took delight showing her guests her home.

The top of the grand piano was covered with a variety of gold like frames, some old looking and some modern looking. They were mostly family members. The thing Liz picked up on was that the recent pictures of Windy were taken with a variety of women. There was none of her with men. Liz felt that she was in the company of another dike.

Barb was so fascinated with everything in the comfortable house that she really did not pickup all the telltale signs that this was the home of a lovely dike.

When they worked their way to the southern exposed studio the room smelled of linseed oil and turpentine. There were sketches tacked up on walls and canvases stacked around the room. All Barbara saw was the skill of the artist at rendering the figures of lovely women. Elisabeth saw that all of the women were in provocative poses. As Windy was showing off some of her work to Barb, Liz flipped through some sketches. Just as she thought there were some drawings of women engaged in sex with each other.

When Windy took their glasses back to the kitchen to refill them. Liz told Barbara that Windy is a dike, do you want to model for her or have sex with her?

Barb beamed when she saw that Liz was telling the truth. She could not resist rubbing her cunt through her dress as she looked at the sketches as Liz was showing them to her.

Windy returned with full glasses and saw the drawings they were looking at. Rather than deny anything she said, "I see you found me out. Would you have a problem with my sexual tastes?"

Barbara shrugged and Elisabeth wrapped her arm around her waist as she took a glass from her hand and took a sip. She kissed Windy on the mouth. As Windy opened her mouth, Liz used her tongue to force some of the wine in her mouth into Windy's mouth.

Liz said, "I'm sure Barb would be thrilled to model her body for you right now."

The two adult women stood there, arm in arm as Barbara stepped up onto a four-foot square platform in the middle of the room. Barbara was definitely not shy. She did a sexy striptease for the women. When she was totally naked she slowly turned around. When Windy saw the swallow tailed butterfly tattooed on the flat area above the crack of her ass she could not resist reaching out and touching it. She commented on the artistry of the colorful tattoo.

As Barbara turned around to face Windy, the hand was now resting on the flat area between her navel and her cunt. Windy was about to pull it away when Barb grabbed her wrist and shoved her hand down farther.

Barbara was like her friends and had her pubis shave so that all she had left was a little strip of dark blonde hair that ran vertically above the top of her cunt. It is simple enough to say that she could put on the scantiest thong panties and no hair would show.

Windy was breathing hard from the thrill of touching the exposed labia. She stood there dumbfounded as Liz reached out and ran her finger around the smooth and mauve colored areola of the lovely teenager. When Liz poured a few drops of wine on a nipple and leaned over to lick it up. Windy lost control and shoved her finger deep into the canal of the girl. Barb moaned in her pleasure at having two adult women feeling he up.

Liz had an idea and she poured some more wine between the girl's breasts. As the wine trickled down her body, Liz put her hand on the back of the copper red hair of Windy and push her head down so that she could lap it up as it gathered in the little patch of pubic hair.

Windy moaned her joy at the thrill of the sexiness of making love to a beautiful girl right there in front of her stepmother. She knelt down on the platform and used her tongue to seek out the little clitoris under the hood of the labia.

Wine was mixing with the natural juices dripping from Barb's cunt. Windy was lapping everything up as fast as she could. Just the same a little wine was dripping down the inside of Barb's legs.

Liz stopped pouring wine between the breasts. To Windy's disappointment Liz turned the girl around again. When Barb had her backside facing them she pushed her over to let her know that she wanted her to bend at the waist. Barb placed her hands on her knees. Liz used her fingers to spread the cheeks apart and show Windy the tightly puckered pink sphincter opening. Before Windy could place her face between the cheeks Liz poured some wine between the beginning of the crack. Windy's face was getting wet as she lapped up the wine as fast as she could.

When the glass was empty, Liz put it down and moved behind Windy and lifted her skirt. She had to lift her hips to get Windy to stand up. When she was standing Liz went under the dress. The pulled the wet panties down and put her nose between the soft bus of the artist. She smelled the sweet aroma of the woman's anus before she started licking her.

Windy could mot stand it any longer and had to sit down on the platform. When she was seated Liz removed the panties and got to check out the lovely artist. Windy was a mix of Italian and polish ancestry. The result was a woman that had the dark coloring of her Sicilian side. Her pubic hair was naturally a dark brunet color. Liz knelt on the floor and went to work sucking on the woman's cunt. As Windy lay on her back Barbara squatted over Windy's head. Windy went back to work lapping up the honey dripping from the young pussy. When Windy climaxed Barb climaxed too.

They sat there resting for awhile. Barbara was getting tired squatting on the woman's face. She was the first to stand up. Windy had been happy smelling the girl's crotch. When the girl stood up the juices on her face dried and it felt like her skin was being drawn up like an exfoliating facial.

She sat up and kissed Elisabeth on the mouth. Then she stood up and let Elisabeth and Barbara to her bedroom. This was a very vain woman the closet doors were mirrors and there were large mirrors on every wall. You could sit on the bed and see every side of your body in the mirrors on the walls.

Barbara helped the women take their clothes off. Elisabeth felt a little uncomfortable because her figure was full enough that it looked more like a man's body. If it were not for that double D sized breasts and the lack of a male member she did look like a truck driver even if she was only twenty-six years old. She forgot about that when she looked at brown body of Windy. She could well be twenty years her senior but the only thing that gave that away was the lack of elasticity of her skin. The chocolate colored areolas and nipples beckoned to both Liz and Barb.

The lay on ether side of her and each one took a breast into their mouths and sucked them like greedy babies. They both were playing with her pussy too. As one was toying with her clitoris the other was playing with vagina. Poor Windy was soon reduced to a raw nerve that was climaxing practically every time she was being touched.

Then Windy and Barbara turned their attention to satisfying Elisabeth. It did not take much to have her in the same state Windy had been in a few minutes earlier. While they were playing with her, she got Windy to sit on her face so she could enjoy the taste and thrill of her womanly odor as she screamed her pleasure into the natural muffler.

Elisabeth lay there resting for a while she recovered her breath. Slowly she recovered and became aware of the smell of pure sex in the room. Windy was making love to Barbara.

Liz propped herself up on one elbow and watched the woman. Windy looked so sexy. Windy's brown skin in stark contrast to the pink skin of Barbara. Liz watched carefully as Windy got between Barb's legs and used her hand to hold her tit and use her nipple to play with the little red clitoris of Barbara. She did that until Barb was breathing hard.

Her next maneuver was to turn around and scoot her butt between Barbara's legs until her cunt was pressed against Barbara's cunt. With Barb's leg over her hip she started rubbing her cunt against Barb's. Her coarse pubic hair was stimulating Barbara's clitoris. Soon Barb was moaning in her sexual bliss. Liz could not resist the action any longer. She leaned over and sucked one of Barb's nipples into her mouth. Barbara was lovingly stroking her stepmother's hair as she felt the tongue rubbing her nipple. Elisabeth did get the pleasure of licking the juices from both cunts after they climaxed and lay back to rest.

All three of them showered together before Liz took Barb home. Barbara promised that she would drop by after school Monday afternoon to model for Windy.

It was a simple matter for her to include some of her girlfriends so that Windy's erotic paintings had some variety.



Monday after school Barbara rushed home and changed clothes quickly. Elisabeth had a snack for her to eat. Barbara asked Liz if she wanted to come with her to model for Windy.

Liz said that she would love to watch but she wanted to drive. Barb laughed because she knew that Liz did not like the way she drove. She did know it would be more comfortable to ride in the Mustang than in her VW. After cleaning the dishes they close up the house and headed across town to Windy's home.

When they parked the car in the driveway, Windy came out on the porch to greet them with hugs and kisses. Liz and Barb both observed that she was dressed in a white painting smock that had some paint spatters on the front. Her feet were in old flats. Windy's hair was in her typical ponytail, as she ushered them into the house.

She insisted on fixing them a Martini. She had a pitcher ready and poured three long stemmed glasses and dropped in green olives as she handed them to her guests.

The three of them chatted about a variety of things from school and news of the day as she led them to the studio with the pitcher in hand. Windy complemented both Liz and Barbara on how nice they looked. She apologized for the way she was dressed. She told them that she was working when they arrived.

Liz and Barb both assured her that she looked lovely in anything. Windy chuckled and blushed at the complement.

The posing platform was covered with a clean sheet of material. There was an easel placed near the platform and a large sketchpad was on it. The drapes were open and the afternoon sun was filling the room with plenty of light. Metal mirrors were set up to reflect light from a variety of angles in order to reduce shadows.

Windy invited Liz to have a seat on a spacious couch. Liz sat down and crossed her legs as she sipped her drink. She was watching the action in front of her with a bemused smile. She wasn't sure what was about to happen but she was anxious to watch.

Windy invited Barbara to disrobe. Barbara was thrilled to remove her clothes in front of the two women. She tossed her sweater to her stepmother. Then she bent over to remove her pumps. She had deliberately dressed as mature and sexy as possible. Her blouse was tight and the pushup bra was visible through the white material because it was white on white. The blue skirt was short and tight enough to allow anyone to see every muscle move as she walked. Barb unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. She playfully tossed it to Liz, as if she was doing a striptease for her. She reached behind herself to unhook the skirt. She had to wiggle her hips to get it over herseductive mounds. She stepped out of it one leg at a time and kicked it to Liz also.

Clothed only in her white pushup bra and high-rise thong panties she turned around to give Windy and Liz a good view.

Windy reached out and touched the Swallowtail butterfly tattoo on the lower portion of her buttocks. She told her it was a lovely tattoo. While her hand was still resting on the skin art, Barb bent over and rolled the panties down her hips. She stayed bent over as she pulled them down and stepped out of them.

Windy could not resist running her finger down the crack and feeling the soft, warm and wet valley. Liz smiled, as Windy moved her finger to her nose and took in the aroma.

When Barb stood up Windy unhooked the bra and pulled the straps off her shoulders. Windy tossed it to Liz and cupped both breasts in her hands as she kissed the back of Barbara's neck.

Then Windy stood back, and unbuttoned her smock. She let the garment slide off her shoulders, showing Barb and Liz that she was naked beneath. They were both impressed with her even coffee and cream-colored skin. The areolas were at least two inches across. . They were a nice milk chocolate color that created a nice contrast to mounds on which they were perched. Her nipples were the size of the first joint of her pinky finger. Her waist was narrow, and her hips were wide. The triangle of straight pubic hair was a dark brunet. All the hairs pointed towards her exposed labia that were as dark as her areolas above.

With that Windy led the girl to the platform by the hand and placed her in a pose. She used her hands to move her into just the position she wanted her in. With that she moved to her easel, picked up a stick of charcoal and started sketching the girl.

She was working in broad strokes that basically picked up the shadows of her body. She spent only about five or six minutes on each sketch and then she would direct Barbara to another pose. Some times she would move to the stage to place Barb where she wanted her to be. In doing so she would make sure to touch her nipples to stimulate them. She would also run her finger through the strip of pubic hair and dip a crooked finger into the valley to pull the girl around or to move her hips. Each time she would smell and taste her finger on her way back to the easel.

Watching the two naked women was turning Liz on. She opened her blouse. It took a little work, but she managed to remove her bra by pulling her right arm out of the shoulder strap and pulling the bra out of the left blouse sleeve. She kneaded her ample breasts and pinched and twisted her nipples.

Later she lifted her bottom up a little to slip her panties off. Liz was not surprised at how wet the crotch was and how strong they smelled. The action in front of her had served to arouse her.

Windy saw the action and stopped sketching long enough to walk over and help Liz out of her blouse and skirt. She could not resist giving Liz a loving kiss and a quick finger fuck. Not enough to let her cum but enough to make her even wetter and oh so slippery.

When Windy returned to her sketchpad, Liz stretched out her legs and sought out her clitoris. She masturbated slowly as she watched her stepdaughter move from one sensual position to another.

It was not long before Windy had filled her sketchpad with drawings of the girl. She told Barbara that she could sit down and relax a while.

Barbara sat on the side of the platform facing her stepmother. As she watched Liz masturbating she used one hand to pull on her nipples and the other hand she placed between her legs and found her own clit.

Liz casually mentioned to Windy that Barbara was a submissive girl that liked to be spanked.

"Really?" Windy asked.

Liz said, "She really gets off when her bottom is red."

Windy said, "In that case I will be right back!"

She left the room and while she was gone Barb got up and sat on Liz's lap. They were stroking each other's cunts when Windy came back with a box in her hands.

Liz looked through the box and Barb got a look of excitement as she saw all the toys. Liz was taking them out one at a time and inspecting them.

Liz picked out four plastic coated metal clothespins and clamped two on each of Barbara's labia. Barb showed a look of pain followed by one of pure sexual bliss. Liz made Barbara get on the floor and start sucking her pussy as she continued looking at the toys.

She found a nice looking dildo with a harness attached to it. She motioned for Windy to stand by her as she helped her get into the harness. Once in place Windy looked absolutely wicked with the erect phallus protruding in front of her body.

Windy dug out a bottle of baby oil and sprinkled some on top of the dildo and used her hand to spread it evenly over the thing, much in the way a young boy strokes his erection. Liz found a leather-ridding crop and handed to Windy.

Barbara was told to raise her ass. Barb never stopped sucking her stepmother's pussy as she straightened her legs. Her soft white bottom fully exposed for all to see. Windy started laying the whip to the white flesh. With each whack, Barb let out a muffled cry into the wet pussy she was tongue fucking. Windy whipped the girl until her buttocks and the backs of her thighs were a bright red color.

When Windy was satisfied that Brab's bottom had suffered enough, she moved behind her in preparation to insert the dildo into the girl's cunt. Liz reached over Barbara's back and took hold of the shaft and aimed it at the pink sphincter hole instead.

Barbara cried out in pain as the dildo invaded her bottom. Windy took hold of Barbara's hips and started thrusting back and forth in the girl's nether hole. Barbara's tears of joy mingled with her own saliva and Liz's pussy juices. The older woman drove the rubbed penis home without mercy as the young girl learned what it was to be the sex toy of a seasoned lesbian. Liz placed both hands on the back of the girl's head and pulled her face harder into her cunt. It was overwhelming when Barb climaxed. Barbara's knees buckled and she slumped to the floor. The dildo came out of her ass with a popping sound.

Barbara turned her body so that she was sitting on the floor facing Windy. She rested her head on her stepmother's pussy as she recovered from the rough ass fucking and strong climax.

Windy straddled Liz's legs and pushed the wet dildo into Barb's face. Liz and Windy kissed each other in a passionate tangle of tongues. They were groping each other's breasts as well.

While Barbara finishing cleaning the dildo of the waste from her bowels. She moved the dildo enough to give her access to Windy's wet pussy. Barb was getting her face covered with the juices of the woman.

Once Windy had recovered from her climax, she picked up a fresh sketchpad and drew Barbara and Elisabeth as they lay together like a couple of sexually spent lovers.

The three of them stepped into the shower together and washed each other. They dressed and hugged and kissed before Liz and Barb went home. Barb promised Wendy she would soon bring along some of her cheerleader girlfriends to, be sketched.

Windy spent most of the night working on her drawings with a dildo stuffed into her pussy. She was sweating profusely by the time she realized she had lost count of her climaxes and it was passed midnight. She had to get to bed if she was going to make it to school in the morning, but she could not resist admiring her work. She knew that they were rough still, but she knew that they would reflect her style by the time she committed them to watercolor and oil.

She woke up in the morning when the alarm went off. The first thing she became aware of was that her hand was between her legs. She thought about the charming woman and girl with whom she had spent the evening. She lay there pulling and rolling her clitoris until she climaxed one more time. She took her morning shower and dressed in her normal jeans and flannel shirt, then brushed her hair back into her ponytail. It was a pleasant drive to the college campus as she thought about all the sexual possibilities she was in for.