“Your tits look huge,” Mom exclaimed, grazing her hands across my chest.
Sage smiled at me. She could tell something was going on between Mom and me, but she had no idea we were mother and daughter.
“Here you go, Lynne. I think you will look striking in this,” Sage said, winking at Mom.
Sage handed Mom a daringly short latex skirt and a matching top that screamed fuck me. Mom squeezed herself into the tight fitting out while getting encouragement from Sage.
The skirt hugged Mom’s hips, accentuating her femininity, while the top revealed just a hint of her cleavage.
“Wow,” Sage whispered under her breath.
Sage coyly looked at my mother. Clearly, this young store clerk was becoming infatuated with the sexy older lady she was helping out. I couldn’t argue with her. Mom did look hot. I felt my pussy getting wet at the thought of fucking Mom in her latex clothes.
I envisioned bringing Mom clubbing and showing her off to the other patrons. I wanted to tease her on the dancefloor for hours before bringing her back home, lifting up her latex skirt, and fucking her silly with a strap-on. I could tell Sage had similar fantasies by the look on her face.
“How daring are you willing to go?” Sage wondered while rubbing her fingers along my arm.
“Try me,” I winked at her.
Sage handed me a striking latex catsuit in deep midnight black, its glossy surface shimmering under the bright lights.
“You may need help getting this on the first time. Would it be okay?” Sage asked.
I nodded at Sage and smiled at her. Sage smiled back, grabbed the lube, and smacked some on her hands. Sage began rubbing the lube into my skin, making it slippery and smooth. Sage’s hands felt terrific, and if we were anywhere else, I would have tried to get her to lick my moistening cunt.
“Step in,” Sage instructed, holding the footy of the latex catsuit.
The fabric felt cool and smooth against my fingertips as I gingerly stepped into it. With each upward pull, the latex clung to my skin, hugging every curve and contour, transforming me into something I didn’t yet recognize.
I turned to face the mirror, and a surge of empowerment coursed through my veins. The catsuit accentuated my figure, molding to every inch of my body. The high neckline elongated my neck, while the long sleeves highlighted my toned arms.
“Hannah, wow, Tim is going to love it,” Mom beamed.
I knew she was right, and I couldn’t wait to see what Sage had in store next for Mom.
Sage caressed Mom’s arm, “Lynne, I put together this little ensemble for you. Let me know if you need any help putting it on,” Sage seductively teased.
Sage handed Mom a pair of black latex leggings and a form-fitting bodysuit.
“Would you mind?” Mom sheepishly said, playing innocent.
“It would be my pleasure,” Sage responded, rubbing lube onto Mom’s legs, “slip your feet in slowly.”
Sage rolled the thigh-highs up each of Mom’s legs, making sure they didn’t bunch at all. The stockings hugged Mom’s legs, accentuating their slender grace, while the bodysuit hugged her torso, emphasizing her lean midsection.
As Mom stepped out of the fitting room, her confidence radiated from every pore. The deep V-neckline of the bodysuit elongated her neck, drawing attention to her radiant smile. The latex thigh-highs clung to her legs, enhancing their length and sculpting her calves.
We stood side by side, marveling at our transformations. The sleek and sensual allure of the latex garments had unleashed a newfound sense of power within us.
“I can’t believe how incredible this feels,” I said, running my hands over the smooth surface of the latex catsuit. “It’s like a second skin hugging me in all the right places.”
Mom nodded in agreement, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I never thought I’d see myself in latex stockings, but they make me feel so powerful. And this bodysuit… the way it accentuates my tits…wow!”
Sage, ever attentive, approached us with a devilish smile. “You two are rocking these outfits!”
Mom grinned, her eyes gleaming with approval. “Hannah, you look absolutely stunning. That catsuit was made for you.”
Blushing, I replied, “Thank you, Lynne. But I have to say, Sage, you did a great job with Lynne’s ensemble. The leggings and bodysuit together create such a captivating look.”
Mom danced playfully, the latex shimmering in the light. “I never thought I’d feel this comfortable and confident in latex, but I’m loving every moment of it. It’s like I’ve discovered a whole new side of myself.”
“Well, I guess that cinches it. Sage, we will take all of it,” I said, handing her my credit card.
Sage put all our new purchases in a bag and handed it to Mom. “I put my number in the bag, Lynne. I hope you’ll call,” Sage beamed.
As Mom and I made our way to the car, we gave each other knowing looks. “I can’t believe how into you Sage was,” I gushed.
“She was really hot. I have a feeling she has a MILF thing,” Mom responded.
“Who doesn’t?” I chuckled.
The drive home was full of sexual anticipation. “Daddy and Tim are going to love these outfits. Just thinking about it, has my panties all wet,” I told Mommy.
“You aren’t the only one. I am so horny. Watching you try those outfits on was driving me nuts. I need to cum so badly. If I wasn’t driving, I would be masturbating right now,” Mom chuckled.
“That is a good idea,” I giggled, pulling my shorts down and spreading my legs wide.
“Hannah!” Mom cried out.
We were almost home, so there wasn’t any time for teasing. My pussy was already wet and swollen, making it easy to slip two fingers deep inside me as I cupped my right breast.
I could tell Mom was having difficulty paying attention to the road, but I couldn’t stop playing with myself. I circled my clit, applying slight pressure to it. My little nub called for attention, and I happily gave it the care it deserved.
I oscillated between rubbing my fingers up and down my wet folds and circling my clit. My finger plunged in and out of my tight cunt, fucking myself with abandon.
“I can’t wait to see you fuck Daddy in your latex. Ugh, the thought of you taking your father’s and your husband’s cock together is driving me nuts,” Mom lustfully whimpered.
Hearing Mom’s sultry voice sent me over the edge. My body rocked in my chair as I let out a guttural scream.
“Holy hell, Hannah,” Mom smiled.
Moments later, Mom pulled into the driveway, and we entered the house.
“How was your mother-daughter bonding time?” Dad asked as we walked into the living room.
I plopped down on the couch beside Dad, “If you behave yourself, you will find out just how good of a time we had.”
Dad looked at me inquisitively. I could tell I piqued his interest and felt the anticipation between us building.
“In an hour, I want you and Tim sitting on this couch,” I instructed Dad. I walked away, ensuring Dad’s eyes were trained on my tight ass.
I found Mom sitting in the backyard, catching her breath after our exciting morning at the store.
“Are you as excited as I am?” I asked Mom.
Mom looked down for a moment before looking back at me. I could tell something was off. “To be honest, I’m feeling a little nervous. I have never worn something like this in front of your Dad, and I don’t know how he will react. I hope he finds me hot,” Mom admitted.
It was a moment of real vulnerability for my mother, one I hadn’t expected. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into me. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Mom? Dad loves you and finds you so sexy. He is going to love you in your outfit. You have no idea how sexy you look in it,” I reassured her.
“Thanks, Hannah,” Mom said, giving me a sweet, lingering kiss. “Let’s go get ready.”
With our purchases in tow, we retreated to the privacy of Mom’s room, the atmosphere buzzing with excitement and nervous energy.
“Are you ready, Hannah?” Mom asked, a glint in her eyes.
I nodded. “Yeah, let’s do this.”
Mom motioned for me to step closer. “Alright, Hannah. Let me help you with that catsuit.”
She uncapped the bottle of lube Sage gave us and rubbed it into her hands. As she spread the slippery substance onto my skin, Mom’s touch sent shivers down my spine.
I stepped into the latex suit, my bare feet sinking into the coolness of the material. It clung to me, accentuating my every contour. The sensations were both foreign and thrilling like I was shedding my old self and slipping into a new, bolder identity. Mom’s hands guided my arms through the sleeves, her touch gentle yet purposeful, as if she knew just how transformative this moment was for me.
With Mom’s guidance, I carefully eased the suit up my body, inch by tantalizing inch. The latex stretched and molded to my form, making my body tingle as it slid against my skin.
Mom skillfully guided the zipper upward as the latex reached my shoulders, sealing me into the catsuit.
“There you go,” Mom said.
I stood before the mirror, unable to tear my eyes away from the stunning figure staring back at me. The black latex clung to my every curve, awakening a newfound sensuality within me. I felt like a totally new woman.
“Wow,” I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. “I can’t believe how incredible this feels.”
Mom smiled a twinkle of satisfaction in her eyes. “You look absolutely stunning, Hannah. It suits you perfectly.”
Feeling emboldened, I approached Mom. “Now it’s your turn,” I said, exuding excitement. “Let me help you in to your bodysuit.”
Mom’s eyes sparkled as she stepped closer to me. I reached for the bottle of lube and, with a small squeeze, dispensed a generous amount into the palm of my hand.
Taking a moment to warm the lube between my hands, I met Mom’s gaze. “Ready?” I reassuringly asked.
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