Chapter 42: The Mother/Daughter Date Becomes a Lesbian Threesome

Mrs. Rosalinda Jimenez – Day Twenty-Eight

It was Friday, which meant I had to obey Tony’s commands.

He wanted to use me tonight, and that meant I had to buy a sex toy to use on my date with my daughter. Every Friday, I had to find a new sex toy for us to share. So I pulled up before Romantic Delights, the deceptive name for the torrid shop.

I climbed out of my car and headed inside, my purse swinging off me. The moment I stepped in, I prayed, Lord, protect me from this filth.

There was nudity everywhere. And not just nudity, but explicit sex. Men and women in various combinations. I grimaced at the men kissing men and the women kissing women. Homosexuality was only allowed when Tony used you.

Like he used my daughter and me. And, yes, we had practiced before he used us, but that let him pick us out of all the other women at church, so it was okay. Being used by Tony was a godly thing. I just let my eyes slide over the filth and headed to the sex toys.

I had to find one that would be good for a mother and daughter. There were so many of them, and the packaging was all so lewd. I shuddered as I came across a long box showing a double-headed dildo. Pink and flexible with...

A realistic sculpt.

The picture on the side showed two women using it, one end in each of their sexes as they seemed to be ... humping together. Well, that was what I needed for tonight. I grabbed the box and rushed to the counter to pay and get the heck out of here.

The bored girl behind the register looked up from her phoe, straightened, and grinned at me. “Hot date tonight?”

“Yes,” I said. “I’m being used by Tony to have a hot date with my daughter and use this.”

“Nice,” she said. “That’s his name, huh? Tony? I hope to be used by him one day. That would be so hot. My girlfriend would find it hot, too.”

“Oh,” I said, my cheeks warmed. Of course, she was a lesbian.

“Well, there you go,” she said when she finished ringing it up. She handed it to me. “Normally, I would put it into a nondescript bag, but you need to show the world that you’re being used by Tony, don’t you?”

“I do,” I said with some pride. “He is amazing. You would be so lucky to be used by him.”

The salesgirl smiled. She had a lip piercing, a nose piercing, and tattoos across her collarbones and down her arms. I hurried out of the shop, wanting to be free of this filthy place. I stepped outside and nearly ran into a man.

He leered at it. “I got the real thing, darling.”

“Tony’s using me,” I said.

“Then you have a great time,” he said and stepped out of my way.

I was glad that people knew who Tony was even if they didn’t know his name. He was just that special.

Yasmina Jimenez

I was so excited to go out to dinner with Mom. We had to pick up a woman on our date tonight. I wondered who we would pick. I was wearing a nice, blue dress while Mom had a black one on that looked great on her.

We arrived at Mama’s, a delicious Italian restaurant that I loved. Such exotic foods with the sauces and the noodles and the cheeses. I adored Italian food. I squealed as I climbed out of the car and rushed around to grab Mom’s arm. We were on a date.

“I love you, Mamá,” I cooed as we headed inside.

“I love you, too,” she said and leaned down, giving me a loving kiss on the lips. A romantic kiss since we were on a date.

I shuddered as I felt her tongue on mine. That made me quiver in delight. She broke it and escorted me to the stairs and inside. The inside was very romantic dark and moody with tables dotting about. People were eating. We had to find a woman to go home with.

This night would be so much fun.

“Reservation?” the maître d’ asked.

“For Juarez,” Mom said. “My daughter and I are being used by Tony. We’re on a date.”

“Incestuous, lesbian lovers for the night,” I said happily.

“Wonderful,” the maître d’ said. “We have a table for you two lovely ladies. Enjoy your meal and being used.”

“We shall,” Mom said and squeezed my butt.

I giggled in delight as she did that. It made my shaved pussy feel so wet. We both kept our pussies bald because Tony liked it. It was one of the reasons he chose us. I shuddered in delight as a waitress took us to our table.

She was cute, but ... I wasn’t sure she was the woman to go home and enjoy a threesome with. We reached our tables and sat across from each other. I was giddy with excitement as we were handed our menus.

I already knew what I wanted. The chicken scampi. I loved that the most. And the bread sticks.

“Drinks?” she asked.

“Oh, I think a glass of red wine for us both,” Mom said. “We’re on a date. Tony is using us. I know she’s only fourteen, but this is a date, and we are being used.”

“Of course,” The waitress said. “No ID needed if Tony’s using you. I’ll be right back.”

“Wow,” I said. “A glass of wine. You don’t even drink.”

“Just the one,” Mom said, “so pace yourself.”

I nodded and grinned at her.

The waitress returned with the wine soon. I was so eager for it, but I only took a sip. It was sour and ... dry. How could something wet taste dry? Mom smiled at me as she ordered the spinach ravioli. Then I asked for the chicken scampi.

“And soup or salad for you lovely ladies?” the waitress asked.

“Salad,” Mom and I both said.

“Then I’ll be right back,” the waitress said and took our menus.

“So, who are we going to go home with and make love to?” I asked. “What woman catches your fancy?”

“Women don’t catch my fancy,” Mom said. “But we should make sure she’s pretty. Hmm, how about her?”

I glanced back to see a blonde woman coming in with a man. She wore a wedding ring and a big smile. She looked to be around thirty and wearing a dark-red dress that showed so much cleavage. That was really shameful.

“Sure,” I said. “She’s blonde. That’s different. She’s so pale, too.”

“I know,” said Mom. “Sometimes, your father ... I think he likes pale women.”

“Dad adores you, Mamá!” I said, giving her a hard look. “Don’t think that.”

“I know,” she said. “But ... I am sure he would love to hear about me enjoying a blonde later tonight.”

“You and Dad going to try to make another baby?” I asked with a mischievous baby. “You two sure try all the time.”

“Mmm, yes, try,” Mom said and nodded to the lady. “For now, let’s just enjoy our dinner and ... There’s the salad.”

I grinned as the salad bowels were placed before us with a vinaigrette dressing on the side. I enjoyed that so much. I was happily munching away on the salad with Mom. The croutons crunched in my mouth and the cherry tomatoes provided a burst of tart flavor.

It was yummy, but the chicken scampi would be even better.

My little pussy was so wet with eagerness for what would come after the date. My feet twitched, brushing Mom’s legs. Then I was stroking up and down her. I mean, why not? She was my date. Why not play footsie with her? I pulled off my shoe from my right foot with my left.

Mom glanced at me, arching her eyebrow.

I grinned at her and slid my foot up her thigh.

She returned the favor, her right foot caressing my left leg as my right foot stroked her left calf. We were both caressing each other. That was so wild to do that. I giggled, drawing the couple’s attention. I smiled at the wife and winked at her.

She gave me a weird look.

I just giggled louder as I savored the sensual feel of Mom’s leg on my foot, and the seductive caress of her foot sliding up and down my leg. We were both growing bolder, sliding our feet higher and higher until we were both reaching past the knees and between the other’s thighs.

Her inner thighs felt so warm on my foot as stretched out my leg. I shuddered as her foot did the same thing, my pussy on fire. I found out that Mom wasn’t wearing panties. I gasped as I felt her wet pussy on the bottom of my foot.

“No panties, Mamá?” I asked.

A moment later, her sole rubbed against my juicy cunt. “You’re one to talk going commando.”

I grinned at her. “It’s easier to be used like this.”

“Mmm,” Mom groaned in agreement.

We massaged each other’s pussies. It felt so good to do that. I shuddered here, loving how our feet ground against each other. I trembled, my small breasts quivering. My young body trembled as her sole massaged my clit.

My bud burst with sparks. I groaned softly and noticed the couple staring at us.

“Tony’s using us,” I groaned.

“Ah,” the husband said and returned to perusing his menu.

Mom and I kept massaging each other’s clits. It felt so good to do that. I loved it immensely. Mom groaned, her back arching. Her big breasts pressed against her black dress. We were both having such a fun time massaging each other’s clits.

We would make each other cum. That would be so hot. I could not wait for that moment. It would just burst through us. I was so ready to cum and feel her feet grinding on me. It was so wild to have that bliss washing through me.

I shuddered at the warmth of this moment. Her foot felt incredible on my clit. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head as I whimpered and groaned. I tossed my head, rising and rising toward my climax. It would be spectacular.

“Mamá,” I whimpered.

“I know,” she moaned. “Mmm, let’s make each other cum.”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

I adored the incestuous delight of grinding my foot on my mother’s snatch as she returned the favor to her. I leaned back in my chair, my eyes squeezing shut. The sounds of the restaurant echoed around us as we massaged each other.

We drove each other wild. It was so good to do that. I loved it so much. I felt so whole rubbing against her like this. I shuddered in delight, reveling in that wonderful foot rubbing against my clit. My mom made me feel amazing. I whimpered until...

“Yes!” I squealed and came so hard. “Mamá!”

My pussy convulsed, juices gushing out to bathe her sole. I ground my foot on her pussy hard as I shuddered through my ecstasy. The incestuous waves of bliss surged through me. My moans echoed through the restaurant.

“My darling Yasmina!” Mom gasped out, her hot juices bathing my foot.

I groaned in delight as the heat washed through me. Stars flashed across my vision as we shared in this wonderful passion. It was so good to have that ecstasy surging through me. I groaned at the heat of it. The wonderful bliss of this passion.

It was incredible to have that rapture surging through me. I tossed my head back and forth as I trembled through so much ecstasy. It was amazing. I was so happy right now. I was enjoying that pleasure washing through me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned. “That’s it! That’s so good!”

I trembled through my rapture for a few more moments. Then it died away. I panted, savoring how good I felt right now. I was just floating there, a big smile on my lips. I quivered in delight as she rubbed her cunt against my twat a few more times.

That felt so good. I was glad for it. Just so happy to have her massaging me like that. I panted there as I quivered through all that delight. It felt so good to have that pleasure washing through me. I smiled from ear to ear.

“And here’s your food,” the waitress said as she came up.

“Mmm,” I purred and straightened in my chair.

Mom, smiling, did the same. “That was such a good orgasm. Mmm, you’re such a fun date, Yasmina.”

“Thanks, Mamá,” I said then glanced at the waitress. She had frozen in shock. “We’re being used by Tony.”

“Oh,” she said and smiled brightly. “Lucky. I bet he’s so handsome.”

“So handsome,” I said and smiled at Mom. “With a big dick.”

Mom nodded as the waitress giggled wickedly. She placed our food before us, the aromas wonderful. I groaned in delight and smiled at the waitress. She withdrew and hurried off, her hips shaking back and forth.

She was a sexy thing.

“Well, let’s eat,” I said and grabbed my fork.

I stabbed it into a piece of chicken and wound the fine pasta, drenched in the white sauce, around the fork’s tines. I also had snagged a few bell peppers. Yummy. I bit into the chicken and pasta, groaning at how good it was. It was just so excellent.

Mom smiled at me and ate her ravioli.

I sipped at the red wine. It was growing on me. I wanted to be so adult, so I wasn’t about to not drink the wine. Mom enjoyed hers, too, but didn’t get a refill. Getting drunk was sinful. You could drink, but not get drunk. That was just how it worked for Christians.

Though a lot of Christians just didn’t drink.

I liked it, though. On dates, one glass of wine was nice.

I finished mine off and polished my plate.

“Well, would you like to order dessert?” the waitress asked.

We glanced over at the blonde with her husband. They were still working on their dinners. Mom pointed at the wife and said, “Oh, we’re having her for dessert.”

The blonde gasped and glanced at us.

“Yes, Tony wants us to go home with a woman of our choice and have a threesome,” Mom said. “A depraved, lesbian threesome. So we’re picking you.”

“I’m being used by him?” the blonde said in surprise. “I ... Well, that’s wonderful. Ooh, hurry up and finish. We have to pay and get out of here. I have to be used.”

“Yes, you do,” said her husband. “Check, please.” Then he dove into his lasagna, devouring it fast. His wife did the same with her clam linguine.

She liked eating clams, huh? Nice.

Mom paid for our dinner as the husband paid for theirs. They finished eating and rose, Mom suggesting, “Well follow you to your house.”

“Right,” the blonde said. “I’m Maddie, by the way.”

“Rosalinda,” Mom said. “And this is my daughter Yasmina.”

“Nice to meet you, Maddie,” I said brightly. “I can’t wait to eat your pussy for Tony!”

“I can’t wait to be devoured,” she said as she pushed her husband before her, eager to be used.

My pussy dripped juices down my thighs as Mom and I followed Maddie and her husband to the door. The blonde had a nice butt. We headed outside and to our car. They went to a neon-green Dodge Charger. It was such an exciting color, but Mom...

“What an ugly color,” Mom muttered.

“It’s hip and vibrant,” I said and climbed into our boring Toyota Prius.

Mom followed the Charger. I mean, you couldn’t miss it in a blackout. The thing practically glowed with that neon hue. We drove into a neighborhood and reached their house, a little bungalow that was just cute.

We headed to the door after them, our heels clicking on the paving stones. The husband opened the door and we entered the house. The wife trembled. She looked very nervous about this. I didn’t blame her: being used was exciting and even a little frightening.

“Well, hubby,” Mom said, “you get to sleep on the couch. No men allowed. That’s how Tony wants it.”

“Got it,” he said and sat.

“Let me get you some blankets and pillows,” Maddie said. She rushed down the hallway and opened a linen closet like a good wife. She cared for her husband. She rushed back to him with the pile. “There you are. Love you.”

“Love you,” the husband said before the pair exchanged a kiss. They were adorable.

He found a football game and looked more than happy. Maddie led us down the hallway to their bedroom. She slipped inside, this eagerness in her eyes. Mom and I lunged at the wife and grabbed her arm. We both leaned in to kiss our dessert.

Our three lips met in a wonderful kiss. It was so much fun to do this I loved sharing kisses. It made me shiver in delight as our mouths worked together. I shuddered at the plump feel of her lips on mine. They were so neat to feel.

The three of us made out before Mom pulled back. Then my tongue was dancing with Maddie’s. I kissed her with such passion as Mom was moving around us. What was she up to? I heard a zipper rasp. She was stripping Maddie.

Of course.

Ooh, this was so exciting.

I stepped back and watched as the dress fell off Maddie’s body. She, of course, wasn’t wearing a bra with it. She had pale, round boobies that I greedily cupped. I was allowed to enjoy women as much as I wanted when Tony was using me.

I smiled and played with her breasts, her nipples such a soft shade of pink. She groaned, down to a black thong that Mom was pulling off. I liked the sight of that. It was so intriguing. I smacked my lips and ducked my head down. I engulfed her nipple. I swallowed her nub.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” she gasped. “That’s nice. That’s so nice.”

I loved hearing her say that because It was so nice to flick my tongue around her nipple. I teased her as she whimpered. I suckled on her, too. That was fun. It was so much fun to nurse on her like that. She swayed there.

What a cutie.

She was such a delicious treat. I nibbled on her nipple. Mom came around and unzipped my dress. I shuddered as she drew down the zipper before she pulled off my dress. I wasn’t wearing a bra—my small breasts needed no support—and nor was I wearing panties.

So I was all naked.

“That’s delicious,” Mom said and slapped my butt.

I moaned around that wonderful nipple. I suckled on it as Mom leaned in and engulfed the other nipple. She suckled, too. The woman gasped as we did that to her. She trembled, her face contorting with delight as we pleasured her.

“Ooh, ooh, you’re both...” She stared down at us. “You’re both so wicked.”

I nodded to her, having so much fun flicking my tongue around her nipple. This was a treat. Mom groaned beside me, both of us suckling away. We were going to make her feel so good. She would have such passion.

Just squeal and gasp and have a wonderful cum. I loved the way she gasped and moaned as we teased her. It was just a fun time to do that to her. I flicked my tongue around her nub. I stroked about her areola, but...

“Mamá,” I groaned, “should we eat her pussy out together.”

“Mmm, she’s nice and shaved with a landing strip of blonde hair down to her pussy,” Mom said.

“Ooh, hot,” I said. “Maddie, do you want us to eat you out? Do you want to be used like that?”

“Use me however Tony wants,” she moaned.

“He wants this,” I said.

Maddie backed up to her bed, her round titties jiggling. The blonde sank onto it and spread her legs. Her pussy was shaved, her folds bright and pink. A stripe of blonde fur ran down her pubic mound to the top of her twat. That was so delicious.

Smacking my lips, I crawled onto the bed with Mom beside me. The pair of us leaned over and both nuzzled into her pussy. We found her cuntlips and lapped at her tart twat. We stroked our tongues up and down her hot flesh.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she gasped as we did that. “You’re both ... I’ve never ... This is my first threesome! It’s so wild!”

“Yep,” I said and licked at her cunt with Mom.

Our tongues stroked up Maddie’s slit together and reached her clit. Mom and I fluttered against her bud. Our lips rubbed together. We started kissing, sharing in Maddie’s tart juices. This was such a wonderful moment.

I was so glad to feast on her with Mom. I thrust my tongue into her cunt. I danced it around in her. I swirled about in her snatch, making her squirm as I did that. She moaned out in delight as we did that to her. We lapped at her with such passion.

She groaned, her face twisting in delight as we tongued her. It was a fun thing to do to her. I was just in heaven here. I loved lapping at her with all that I had. It was a treat to stroke my tongue up and down her slit. I enjoyed every last second of devouring her.