Sovereign Road

The evening after the last window display with Chloe, Lucy was waiting for me outside as I was taking out some rubbish. Leaning against a lamp post at the end of the path to my door, the light cast down upon her. A halo surrounding her devilish form. I dropped the bag I was carrying to one side and waved as casually as I could manage as I approached.

"Hi John! I thought I'd pop round and ask if you fancied coming over for lunch tomorrow? It is the weekend after all and it would give you an opportunity to meet Chloe's daughter, Michaela." Something brought mirth to her voice at mention of the latter. "That is, if you are not doing anything more interesting?" I couldn't miss the raised eyebrow she cast my way at this.

"Hey Lucy. Lunch sounds good and I'd love to meet Michaela. What time roughly should I come over?"

"Anytime around twelve or so.... if you're early I'm sure I can find a way for Chloe to keep you occupied." With that she turned and headed back towards her house, not waiting for any further response.

I admit my eyes were locked on to her swaying hips as she clicked away on her heels. Even if I had been debating going before - which I certainly wasn't - Lucy's parting words ensured I would be there thirty minutes early at least. How could I possibly risk missing out on whatever Lucy had in mind for Chloe to 'keep me occupied'? The tone of Lucy's voice when mentioning Michaela also perked my interest, it would be good to put a face to the name.

My mother queried what was going on when I mentioned heading next door for lunch over breakfast the next morning. I managed to brush her off but for the most part I think she just felt left out. The slight downturn to her lips as I left the kitchen that morning convinced me that I would have to find a way to introduce my mother to the neighbours properly.... though maybe avoiding Chloe's tits being thrust in her face - for a start at least. The horny side of my brain added that last part as my imagination went wild with all kinds of scenes of the two together.

Almost exactly half an hour before twelve I found myself knocking on Lucy and Chloe's door. I had dressed smart-casual, aiming to impress but not come across too desperate for attention, hopefully. A few particularly strong beats of my heart later, I heard the door unlatch before it swung open. Once again I found myself speechless as Chloe answered the door. She wore a modest outfit, a pair of wedge heels with a blue skater skirt and black cardigan. Modest, that was, aside from the fact that the cardigan was only buttoned at the very bottom, framing her bared breasts. Her pretty pink nipples pointed straight at me, standing proud atop her considerable mounds.

"Good morning Sir, please follow me." Chloe's eyes met mine for a second before darting back to my feet, her hands clasped at her waist. Turning to head deeper into the house, I caught a beautiful side profile of her chest before closing the door behind me and following her swaying skirt. Turning at the end of the entry hall we entered a large sitting room, a table situated in the centre of an assortment of seats clearly prepared for the coming lunch. Chloe directed me to a seat on one of the arm-chairs present before asking if there was anything she could get me to drink while I waited for the other women to finish preparing lunch. I could get used to being treated like that, but declined the drink as I didn't want to over-impose on Lucy's welcome before I had even had a chance to greet her.

To my surprise, rather than heading to check on the others or taking a seat herself a blushing Chloe walked up to where I sat before crawling onto my seat, leaving her kneeling astride my thighs. I could feel a faint hint of warmth above my lap, a thin strip of air separating her most intimate area from my own, though the view was somewhat obscured by the skirt she wore. I was soon distracted from that feeling as she arched her back to present her glorious chest to me.

"Mistress said you can entertain yourself with my boobs while you wait for lunch, Sir." A tomato faced Chloe whispered so faintly I could barely hear her in the silent room, "Please help yourself."

How could I turn down an offer like that?

I reached up and cradled a mammary gently in each hand, cupping the underside and marvelling at the pleasant warmth they gave off. The closest I had ever been to a pair of breasts outside of my mother's as a child was porn, there was nothing to prepare me for this. It didn't seem to matter. My hands had a mind of their own as they explored my sexy older neighbour's chest. Squeezing them in my palm, pinching her nipples between my thumb and finger until she squeaked and her thighs clenched on my own. No matter what, she never made a move to block me or avoid my touch. Eventually I grew bolder. Leaning in, I circled first one, then the other nipple with my tongue. I blew gently over her right nipple briefly before leaning in to nibble the firm, fleshy nub with my teeth. I felt her hips thrusting ever so slightly below, her pelvis rocking almost imperceptibly towards me with each clench of my teeth on her nipple.

Just as I went to give her left side the same treatment the door to the room opened and Lucy led a young looking woman into the room, a tray of sandwiches and cakes in each of their hands. My hands leapt from Chloe's body as if I had been scalded, my face blushing with embarrassment as I came back to myself. I had been like a man possessed, a passenger in my own body as I ravaged the perky mounds before me. Judging by Chloe's flushed face and the huge smirk on Lucy's face as she greeted me, it wasn't hard for her to tell how much I had been enjoying myself. Even without being able to see the throbbing hard-on I was sporting that was relishing the warm cradle of Chloe's thighs.

If my brain had been functioning properly, I might have presumed that the young woman who followed Lucy into the room was Michaela before I was introduced. The woman hid behind shoulder length, glossy brunette hair which matched her mother's as she struggle to meet my gaze to greet me as Lucy instructed her. At that point I debated sprinting for the exit as I realised the girl's mother was literally on my lap with her tits out and moments before I had my hands all over them. Michaela never mentioned our position on the chair, instead setting about laying the miniature buffet on the table. I probably should not have been surprised by this going by everything I had seen of this household so far. Comparing the mother and daughter as she worked, Michaela had inherited her mother's delicate facial features, but she had certainly missed out in the chest department. There was barely a bump protruding from the top of her summer dress by comparison with her mother's ample cleavage.

Chloe clambered off my lap and took her own seat as we settled down to eat. The next few minutes were filled with strangely idle conversation as we ate our food. It felt surreal after the activities of moments before. I would have been questioning my sanity, wondering if I had imagined the feel of the older woman's firm tits in my hands had it not been for her sitting there with said tits proudly on display for the world to see as she ate.

After we finished and the table was cleared Lucy called Michaela over to her, leaving the girl stood opposite me and her mother.

"Did you enjoy your entertainment earlier?" Lucy asked me slyly.

"Y-yes, thank you." I stuttered, "It was certainly worth arriving early for."

A warm smile was the reply from Lucy.

"I have plenty more planned for you in future as long as you are happy to continue John. I like what I have seen from you. You clearly enjoy seeing Chloe humiliated - much like myself - and I would like to introduce you to many different possibilities with the girls. I find I have quite enjoyed sharing these experiences with you so far, more than I anticipated."

My tongue was made of lead as I listened to Lucy speak. I couldn't have replied if I'd tried, so I resorted to simply nodding my head.

"I am going to show you something in a moment. You may find it shocking, you may find it exhilarating." Her tone told me which she thought would be my likely reaction.

"If it is too much for you, I will understand. I promise you though, the reward I will have Chloe give you after will be a taste of bliss." 

Without any further comment, I watched as Lucy reached down and sensually drew the hem of Michaela's skirt to her waist before tucking it in to her belt. The first thing I noticed was that she wasn't wearing any panties. It took me an embarrassingly long time to piece together the rest of what I was seeing....

Between Michaela's supple thighs sat a small, neon pink plastic tube with a neatly trimmed candy pink tuft of pubic hair above. After processing this, I recoiled briefly as I realised that the tiny, pink tube contained a penis! The plastic cage was so small I couldn't imagine it being comfortable, her tiny cock must have been crushed inside. Barely visible behind it was an equally small and smooth pair of balls.

I looked from Michaela, to Chloe, to Lucy. Neither the mother nor daughter met my gaze, but Lucy was watching me intently as her hand slid down to cup Michaela's sack from behind. Her fingers rolling the swollen balls between them as the girl wimpered, her left leg visibly shaking.

What the hell was this?