Getting Ready (futa/f/m no sex--yet)

Here's a story based on a pic I found on F3. Planning on a few more chapters, if you like. Also check out Closet Stroker, Freaky Family 3, and A Lucky Stop. Enjoy.

GETTING READY

Pamela Woods was fussing about her closet, shuttling the hangers along the rod, looking for just the right outfit. She pulled out a flowery summer dress and held it up against her lithe, naked body. The hem reached just below her knees, just barely covering her hanging cock meat.

“How’s this?” she asked her mother, Karen. Karen, sitting on her daughter’s bed, frowned.

“No honey. You’re not going to a church function. You’re going to the senior spring dance with Bryan. Something a bit more racy maybe. Here, let me see,” she said and strode past her daughter and entered the crowded closet.

“Wow, you got all sorts of outfits here. Let me see,” she said to herself as she quickly moved down the line of clothing. “Aha. I think I found it.” She pulled the hanger off the rod and handed it to her daughter.

Pam’s eyes went wide. “Mom? You really want me to wear THIS?”

“Sure honey. Why not?” she said, walking past to the dresser, opening drawers, searching for a nice top. “You want to look sexy, right?”

“B-but I’ll be like hanging out. Like REALLY out,” she said holding the very short denim skirt up, leaning over to see how much of her monster was exposed. She giggled and shook her head. “Alright, if you want.”

“I want,” Karen said, still searching in the drawers.

Pam shrugged and took the skirt off the hanger and stepped into the cloth, wiggling it up over her hanging pride and joy, pushing her cantaloupe sized balls back between her legs and up to her shifting womanly hips. She shimmied the skirt around and secured it in place. Unconsiously she grabbed her C cup tits and giggled, feeling the naughtiness of the outfit.

“Here you go, try this on,” Karen said walking up, handing the black silk top to her daughter.

Pam pulled the revealing top on and adjusted it just right, hooking the around the neck strap to one of the several metal rings that made up the collar. The front slit went down below her round breasts, revealing her ribbed chest. Without a bra, she didn’t have much cleavage. Her heavy round milk makers hung low and off to each side of her chest naturally.

Pam turned to the full mirror on the wall and smirked. She felt a tingle up her cock as she admitted she looked fucking HOT! Her flat stomach was exposed showing just a hint of her pierced belly button. “You sure about this?”

“Oh honey,” Karen said, stepping up behind her lovely daughter and hugging her around her flat stomach, feeling the warm, soft skin. “You look smokin’,” she growled, kissing her daughter on her delectable neck.

Pam smiled and turned to her mother, her massive slab of sex hitting Karen on her knee. “Oh, sorry Mom.”

“Wait a sec, let me get my camer