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Tara couldn't believe her luck. Mrs. Samson, one of her mom's lady friends, was leaving to go out of the country and had asked if Tara wanted to house sit for two weeks. Tara, who had just turned eighteen and was heading off to college in the fall, jumped at the chance. All she had to do was to take care of the pets and sign for any packages that came, and she would have access to the pool and hot tub. She couldn't say yes fast enough!Her mother warned her about inviting friends over to party which, honestly, was unnecessary. It's not that Tara didn't have any friends. It's just that she was a bit introverted and loved time away from everyone once in a while. She looked at this opportunity as a vacation from the world. So, the night before Mrs. Samson was going to leave, Tara threw her suitcase in the car and drove the hour trip to Mrs. Samson's house. It wasn't a huge mansion but a very nice two-story Victorian style with a back patio and the aforementioned pool.Tara arrived and was shown in by the older woman. Mrs. Samson, Delores to her friends, was a widow in her fifties. Her husband had passed away several years earlier due to an unfortunate accident at work and the settlement was large enough to allow Deborah to live the lifestyle that they had always worked for. Her husband's passing also allowed her to indulge in certain sexual situations, mainly having sex with other women, that she would never have done if Harold were still around.It was Sarah, Tara's mother who suggested her daughter could house sit while Delores was gone. The two older women had just finished making love when the subject came up. Delores had always had a soft spot for the young woman, having literally watched her grow up from an infant to the beautiful lady she'd turned out to be.Tara had always felt comfortable around Mrs. Samson, viewing her as a second mother. But lately, Tara noticed something in the way the older woman looked at her and acted around her that made Tara tingle. Comments like "Oh Tara, you've blossomed into such a beautiful woman" or "You're going to make someone very happy when you meet the right person" were spoken with a sexual undertone. It didn't make her uncomfortable or put off. Instead, Tara started fantasizing about Mrs. Samson, late at night, alone in her bed. She thought about the older woman's large breasts, her round ass packed in the jeans she often wore when she came to see Tara's mom, her beautiful face which always gave Tara a peck on the cheek when she pulled her into an embrace. Delores knew the girl had a crush on her and never did anything to discourage it, always hoping to one day be able to act on those desires.It was after supper when Tara arrived. Delores embraced her and kissed her cheek like she always did. The young lady returned the hug. She could feel the older woman's tits press against her and a shiver ran down her spine straight to her pussy. Delores showed her around, where to find all of the necessary food and supplies for the four cats that she kaçak iddaa (http://www.pongp.com/) was supposed to take care of, the emergency numbers that were hopefully not going to be used, and where to find any cleaning materials needed. What she did not tell Tara is that she'd recently just had a new security system installed in the house with hi-def cameras in every room. Including the guest bedroom and master bathroom. It's not that Delores mistrusted Tara. It was that she wanted to see what the young woman would do when she didn't know that she was being filmed.The next day came with Mrs. Samson leaving early to head to the airport. She again hugged and kissed Tara before leaving, though this time, the hug went on just a bit longer than the quick embrace of old. Tara felt the other woman's hard nipples poking her smaller tits. She didn't want the embrace to end but too soon, Delores was heading off to the airport for two weeks of traveling Europe. The first thing she did was make herself breakfast. After that, she planned on spending as much time as possible outside by the pool.When the summer day heated up, Tara ran to her suitcase and pulled out her clothes to grab her one piece. Which she totally forgot to pack. The young woman cursed out loud for forgetting the most important article of clothing. She was just about to make the hour drive home to get it when a thought occurred to her. There was no one else in the house. The backyard was surrounded by a huge privacy fence. Hell, she didn't need a swimsuit. For that matter, she thought to herself, there really wasn't a reason to be wearing clothes the whole two weeks unless there was a knock on the door. She smiled mischievously to herself and quickly shucked off her shirt and shorts, bra and panties.Tara felt like she was getting away with something naughty as she padded out of her bedroom and headed to the pool. Making sure she was covered in sunscreen from head to toe, she jumped in the cool water. Instantly, she felt her nipples hardening and goose bumps rose on her skin and not just from the temperature. Tara wasn't much of an exhibitionist or nudist but the freedom that she felt with no clothes on was a bit intoxicating. I seriously have to get my own place, she thought to herself. Having three men in the house, her father and two younger brothers, prevented her from even running around in her panties and tee shirt when she was at home.After swimming for a while, Tara hopped up out of the pool to catch some sun, applying a little more sunscreen to her most sensitive areas as she lay on the chaise longue. She lingered on her nipples which were still hard and rubbed the liquid a little too vigorously into her pussy. Tara's breath caught as her fingers glided over her vagina. She spread her legs, dipping her finger inside the cleft of her pussy, and started frigging herself. It was so erotic, being outside naked, feeling the hot sun beating down on her body, the warm breeze gently blowing over her skin. She would have just died if anybody kaçak bahis (http://www.pongp.com/) could see her. But she felt secure in her nudity. The privacy fence kept the onlookers at bay and the closest neighbor lived over a mile away. But someone was watching.Delores was very turned on at that moment. She?d left for her vacation early because of several factors. One was the issue of just trying to get on the plane. TSA had made all air travel exceedingly tedious. That went double for overseas. But also, she?d taken a gamble with being able to spy on her little home helper and, happily, it had paid off. She was watching Tara run through the house and swimming and lounging by the pool buck naked. Then Tara turned up the heat and started masturbating right at the pool! Delores got the camera as tightly focused as she could and watched with bated breath as Tara brought herself off. She felt herself getting moist as a flutter went through her. When Tara finished and licked her fingers dry, it took all the willpower that Delores could muster not to run to the bathroom and frig herself to an orgasm of her own.That night, after Tara had finished her chores with the pets, she decided to do a little investigating. The master bedroom was huge and opulently furnished with an old-fashioned four-post king-sized bed. Mrs. Samson had kept her marital bed she'd shared with her husband of thirty-plus years. But it was the walk-in closet that interested Tara now. Most of the boxes had contained shoes but there was one large one that was placed in the back that looked different.Tara opened it to discover several smaller boxes as well as something that made her eyes grow big. Several dildos were placed in the box as well as what looked to be a multi-tentacled whip and a couple of pairs of handcuffs. WOW! It turned out that Mrs. Samson was into some pretty kinky shit. Tara picked up the box and brought it out, placing it on the bed. Memorizing the order that the other boxes were in, she opened the first one and her heart skipped a beat. They were of Mrs. Samson nude, either alone or with other women. She kept digging through the pictures until one caught her eye. Holy shit! The picture was of her mother going down on Mrs. Samson! Each subsequent picture she pulled out was just as shocking, if not more! Her mother getting fucked by a dildo, her mother handcuffed to the bed getting flogged, her mother wearing a collar with a chain running through the ring that connected nipple clamps. Jesus!When she was finished, Tara put the pictures carefully back in the box and with trembling hands, opened the next one. Several DVDs, unmarked except for dates were in there along with several sets of nipple clamps, including the one that her mother had on in the picture. Beneath all of that was the leather collar Tara had seen.Tara reverently picked it up and ran her fingers along the leather. It felt smooth, as in it had been used quite a bit but still had a faint odor of the leather smell to it when Tara held it to her nose and inhaled. illegal bahis (http://www.pongp.com/) Before she could even think about it, she put the collar around her neck and buckled it. For some reason, knowing that her mom had worn it turned her on so much. It felt right wearing it.Not even caring now if she put everything back just as she'd found it, Tara reached for the last box. Lengths of rope were there as well as a couple of paddles, one of leather and the other of wood with holes drilled in it, lay on top of several pairs of panties. Tara counted eight of them. Each one was of a different size, but all were sexy. Four lacy thongs, two crotchless and two silken ones so sheer that they were almost transparent were neatly folded, cushioning the implements of pain laid on top. Then it hit the young woman that these were trophies, all belonging to a different woman that Mrs. Samson had bedded.Tara closed the lid of the box, returning to the DVDs that were lying scattered in the second box that she'd opened. After choosing the most recent one, she walked over to the entertainment unit that Mrs. Samson had in her bedroom and inserted it into the player. Turning the TV on, Tara hit the play button and was treated to the sight of Mrs. Samson and a much younger woman, probably in her late twenties, sucking and licking each other in a sixty-nine.The camera wasn't on a tripod as someone was moving it to the best possible vantage point. Tara could see Mrs. Samson's pendulous breasts swinging down as she had raised herself up and was vigorously finger fucking the other lady. Tara heard a muffled scream as the other lady orgasmed coating Mrs. Samson's hand with her cum.The scene cut away to another one, this one with the same young woman tied spread eagle to the posts of the bed. The nipple clamps had been applied and Mrs. Samson was slowly walking around the bed, flogging the woman with the whip. Tara started massaging her own nipples to hard little tips. Then her curiosity got the better of her. She dug through the box to find the same clamps that were being used and retrieved a dildo too. She threaded the chain through the ring in the collar and, after taking a deep breath, clamped her right nipple and then her left. The chain was a little short and pulled her breasts up towards her face. She winced a little at the pain which quickly turned into a dull ache before leaning back and rubbing the eight-inch plastic phallus along her sopping wet cunt, thoroughly coating it with her juices.Inserting the tip into her hole, Tara began fucking herself as she watched the action on the TV. As the woman screamed out in pain, Tara screamed out in pleasure. With every movement, the clamps relentlessly tugged on her nipples. The pain that they bestowed added to the intensity of the orgasm that was quickly building. She looked at the screen just in time to see Mrs. Samson bring down the flogger right between the splayed open legs of the bound woman. That act set off a massive orgasm in Tara. She plunged the dildo into her twat as hard as she could and clenched down. Juices sprayed out of her, coating her hand and the comforter. Another wave hit her just as the woman Mrs. Samson was whipping came from the next blow.