"I can't believe we're doing this," Jennifer hissed. "I ought to just let your father take the consequences of his actions."
Dana looked over at her mom whose hands gripped the steering wheel of her SUV tightly as she drove.
"Oh, come on, mom," she said with a big smile. "I'm kinda looking forward to it."
"How can you say that?" Jennifer asked, her eyes wide. She pulled up at the junction and, checking for traffic, took a right, heading out of the Rockway Hills area of Springdale where they lived, and heading North out of the city.
Dana shrugged, the movement making her huge, braless tits jiggle beneath the top of her tight dress, the low neckline showing off acres of cleavage.
"Won't be the first time I've taken on more than one guy at once," she laughed.
"Dana Sampson!" Jennifer cried, looking in shock over at her daughter.
Dana laughed. "Give it up, mom!" she said. "You know what senior year's like at Springdale High. Students hit 18 and it's a free for all." She leaned over toward her mother, her seat belt slipping between the firm mounds of her tits. "Anyway, you can't get all high and mighty -- Aunt Ivy's shown me pictures of you and her in the Blue Yearbook."
Jennifer stared at the road ahead, her mouth open. Alongside the usual High School Yearbook, Springdale High had a traditionally secret second book, the Blue Yearbook, where the hottest students posed for some very risqué photos. Jennifer and her twin sister Ivy had featured heavily in their year's book. In a city and county that boasted a very high proportion of gorgeous, slim and stacked women, Jennifer and Ivy had been among the best looking -- and bustiest -- of their year. If Ivy had shown Dana what they'd gotten up to...
"That was a different time," Jennifer said eventually.
Dana sat back in the car seat. "I get it mom," she said. "You and Aunt Ivy had some wild times, then you got pregnant with me, and settled down with dad. No worries." She reached over and casually placed her hand on her mother's thigh. "But tonight, you might get the opportunity to relive some of those wild times." She moved her hand, pushing the split in her mom's dress to one side and squeezed her stockinged thigh gently. "Only this time, it can be with your daughter instead of your sister."
Dana removed her hand slowly, letting her words sink in.
"I still think we should have let your father take the fall for this." Jennifer said eventually.
Harvey Sampson had married Jennifer straight out of High School and had been a devoted husband and father ever since. He worked hard and was moderately successful, affording them a house in the Rockway Hills area of Springdale, and a comfortable if not particularly lavish lifestyle. His only major fault was his gambling addiction.
He would stay on the straight and narrow for years before falling by the wayside suddenly and needing to be bailed out by his parents. This time, however, they had told him he was on his own. No more handouts; he needed to learn his lesson.
Faced with financial ruin and likely imprisonment, he'd turned to his wife and daughter to help him out. Which was why, a week after a blazing row about his proposed solution and days of cajoling and pleading, Jennifer and Dana were driving to a couple of shacks just outside the Holy Hills Trailer Park. Both of them looked as though they were dressed for a film premiere in black dresses with plunging necklines, splits up the side to the top of their waists, and black hold-up stockings, with their long dark hair loosely tied into a ponytail, all per the instructions of Rocko Milan, leader of the biker gang called The Squad -- and the man to whom Harvey Sampson owed almost thirty thousand dollars.
Rocko had said Harvey's debt would be wiped clean if Harvey's wife and daughter were willing to spend the night with himself and some of his crew.
"So," Jennifer said after they'd driven in silence for almost ten minutes. "Which photos did your Auntie Ivy show you?"
Dana smiled at her mom and drank in her still firm and stacked form. They both went to the gym regularly and that -- coupled with the natural Springdale figure that most every woman in the area had -- meant they could easily pass as sisters rather than mother and daughter.
"Oooooh, I think she showed me all of them, mom!" Dana laughed. "There was the one of you riding some older guy in the wood shop."
Jennifer couldn't help but smile. "Mr Collins, the wood shop teacher. I think he had most of the girls in our senior year at one time or another."
"And the one of you and an old black man? What was that about?"
"Old Tommy the janitor! He was a dirty old man but by God he was hung!"
"What about the one with you and Aunt Ivy on your knees surrounded by a bunch of big dicks, absolutely covered in cum?" Dana asked.
"Mmmm, that was the Hawks, the basketball team from Mason High. We were just showing the visitors a good time before the game." She glanced at her daughter and winked. "Springdale High Stallions won the game."
"Oh my God, mom!" Dana laughed. "My favourite one, though, was Auntie Ivy on her back, you with your face in her pussy, and some guy behind you -- " she paused for effect " -- fucking you in the ass!"
Jennifer laughed at her daughter's words. "Honestly, Dana, that happened so often, I've no idea who that guy was! Believe me, nothing gets guys going like twin sisters fucking each other."
They laughed together as Jennifer drove them out of the city and into the plains that separated Springdale from the Holy Hills and the trailer park, the road climbing steadily.
After a moment or two, Jennifer looked over at her daughter.
"Your turn," she said. "What have you been getting up to that could end up in the Blue Yearbook?"
Dana smiled at her mom. "Sad to say I don't have a sexy twin sister to fool around with -- though I do have a sexy MILF with me tonight." Dana blew her a kiss and laughed.
"Come on, spill," Jennifer said.
"Okay, let's see," she said, ticking items off on her fingers. "In the last couple of weeks, I've been fucked by Father Geffen in the chapel; bought some lingerie from Jay's Sweet Things in the city a few days later and ended up being fucked by Jay herself in one of the changing rooms; got out of a speeding ticket by fucking the two girl cops who pulled me over -- they both had their nightsticks in me at one point! Oh, and starred in a webcam show with my friend Amy and her cousin Lisa, and Lisa's collection of really big toys!"
"My God," Jennifer said breathlessly, "my daughter's a slut and I never realised!" She smiled at Dana. "I love it!"
"Like mother, like daughter, I guess," Dana said. She slid across the seat a little and put her hand on her mom's thigh once more. "So, are you coming round to the idea of having some fun tonight?"
Jennifer checked her mirrors and pulled over on the side of the dusty hill road they'd been travelling along. She switched the engine off and turned to look at Dana.
"I don't care about clearing your father's idiotic debt, but yeah, I want to have some fun with my gorgeous, big titted, slut of a daughter." She leaned forward and slowly kissed Dana, the pair of them opening their lips, tongues sliding in and out of each other's mouths.
"God, mom, I really wanna fuck you," Dana said. She reached up and cupped one of her mother's huge tits, felt the weight in her hand, the nipple harden beneath her silk dress.
"And you will, baby," Jennifer sighed. "Tonight and whenever you want to from now on."
