Chapter 1

“Oh Mom, I’m so excited to get started on the Halloween posing! Am I going to be wearing the French maid outfit?”

“I think I’ve changed my mind Honey. I’m wanting to paint more of a red and white contrast than a black and white, so I’m thinking the naughty nurse costume. Does that sound OK?”

“Sure, whatever, as long as I get to pose with Peter. Wait, I’m not sure I can even get the top of that nurse’s costume zipped now. You and Peter are always saying that my boobs seem like they grow between every posing session. I know you two exaggerate, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t grown. I have to adjust my bras differently now than I did the last time I wore that costume.”

“I ordered a new one, this one is even naughtier than the last one. It laces up the front like a corset, and I’m counting on the fact that it won’t even come close to containing your magnificent chest. Speaking of your continuing development, come over here. I want to inspect your bush.”

“Wait, what? Don’t you see it all the time while I’m posing? I guess I’ve been wearing stuff to keep it covered up the last few posing sessions, but it’s just hair that you’ve painted many times before.”

“I know, but I want to inspect it up close and personal to make sure I’m really painting it properly.”

Even though Meagan had questioned her mother, getting naked in front of her was so common place now she unsnapped her jeans and pushed the front of her underwear down. Debbie put one arm around her daughter and ran her other hand through Meagan’s cunt curls.

Meagan squirmed, “I thought you wanted to get a closer look; I didn’t expect this!”

“Hush; be still! I want to get a feel so I can capture that in the painting even more than the look. Your hair down there is so soft and inviting; yes, I think I’m decided. I don’t want you wearing the costume panties, just the top and thigh high stockings that go with it. That should really drive Peter wild.”

“Um OK, but you do realize this is really weird, don’t you Mom?”

“Nonsense, this is a perfectly normal thing to do in the pursuit of art!” Debbie exclaimed as she continued to stroke Meagan’s pubic hair with her fingers.

“If you say so. I’m pretty sure you’re crazy mom, but since that’s why I get to pose with Peter, I guess I can’t object.”

Debbie looked admiringly at Meagan in the new nurse costume. “Oh, Peter’s going to love seeing you in that dear!”

“I think it makes my tits look funny,” Meagan complained. “I’ve tried lacing looser and tighter, and everything I try squishes them out of place in a way I don’t like.”

“Well, just lace up the lower half and leave the top completely loose so nothing is getting squashed. Unlike the other costume, this one isn’t even intended to be decent to wear out in public.”

Meagan did as her mother instructed, and was much happier with the results. Then she lifted one of her huge tits to her mouth and flicked her nipple to hardness with her tongue. “Can’t wait for Peter to get here?” Debbie asked.

“Well, no, but I was thinking if you’ve got me posing with my pussy and tits hanging out, I might as well put the nips on full alert as well,” Meagan explained while shifting her attention to the other side of her chest.

That’s how she was standing when Peter came down the basement stairs. He looked the curvy teen up and down before saying, “I knew I was going to love Halloween posing, but this has already exceeded my wildest expectations!” He finished making his way down the stairs and started stripping.

Debbie didn’t waste any time getting her models posed. She had Peter facing the easel and Meagan holding the prop stethoscope from the other costume against his chest. Debbie made it clear that Meagan needed to only touch the prop and not Peter himself.

“I think I’m just going to paint without sketching tonight,” Debbie said. She was talking to herself as much as anything with her models unable to take their eyes off each other. “I think that will do a better job of contrasting the yellow color of Meagan’s bush to the mostly white costume and set it off against the red trim.

It was when Debbie called for the first break that the unexpected happened. As Meagan turned for the stool with her robe thrown over it, one of her fingers very lightly, ever so slightly, brushed across Peter’s muscular chest. The incidental contact had a huge effect on Peter. Neither Debbie nor Meagan noticed his face turn extremely red or his body go rigid. Every vein started to stand out and his cock was throbbing angrily.

Then with a grunt a long rope of cum came flying out of his cock to splatter onto the basement floor. Peter started panting, and with every breath more ropes of cum came flying out. Neither female had noticed yet as Peter grabbed his cock and started pumping it in time with his breathing causing the jets of jizz fly even further.

Meagan reached the stool and turned expecting to see Peter following her; instead he was standing where they had been posing with the only movement being the rhythmic pumping of his arm. “Are you OK Peter?” Meagan asked before she realized what was going on, “OMG! You’re cumming!”

“What? We’ve only been posing for fifteen minutes!” Debbie exclaimed. Meagan rushed around to watch Peter cum causing Debbie to add, “Don’t get any closer Meagan, we haven’t taken any precautions and you aren’t wearing any panties.”