Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

“Mommy, tell us the story about you ‘n your Mommy again, okay? Please?” It was my ten-year-old daughter, Kristen.

“Yes, Mommy, please? We love that story!” That was Andrea, my twelve-year-old.

I looked over at my other daughter, Bethany, the oldest at thirteen. She nodded in agreement with her sisters, her pretty blue eyes shining.

“Oh, my dear girls, you sure do seem to enjoy hearing about that.”

It was a Friday night. We had just finished our dinner, and after cleaning up the kitchen together, we’d gone into the family room to decide whether to watch TV, play a game, or find some other entertainment.

I’d no sooner sat down than Kristen jumped into my lap, flinging her thin arms around my neck. “Yes, Mommy, we love that story — please, tell it to us again!” She rained kisses on my cheeks and my lips.

How could I possibly refuse?

“Okay, little babies, I will then. Sit down with me here on the sofa and let’s all get comfortable.”

They arranged themselves around me. Kristen slid off my lap and nestled in beside me. She is still just a little girl, with a flat chest and narrow hips — though she has the eagerness to learn, about certain things, of someone several years older than herself. I put my arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

Andrea snuggled up on my other side. Unlike her sisters, who are blondes, she has red hair, quite curly, and lots of freckles. Her eyes are green while theirs are blue, as are mine. Andrea also is developing faster physically than either of the other girls. At only twelve years old, her breasts already have achieved a pleasing roundness.

Bethany sat next to Andrea and rested an arm on her shoulder. My firstborn is growing up so fast! She is an inch taller than me now, 5’6” to my 5’5”, but very slender, with long, smooth, elegant legs.

I’m thirty-five years old, a natural blonde with fair skin and a light coating of freckles. Being careful to eat properly, and getting plenty of exercise, I still have a nice figure, even though I’ve given birth to three children. Men look at me quite often — as do some women — but I never go out on dates, because I’m perfectly happy with what I have in my life.

Although my daughters have heard this story dozens of times, they never seem to tire of it. So, I began…

“When I was a little girl, I thought my mother was the prettiest and sweetest person in the world.”

“Just like we think you are, Mommy!” interrupted Andrea, as she squeezed my arm.

“Oh, thank you, darling,” I smiled, leaning over to give her a quick kiss on the lips. The other girls giggled.

“Anyway, I loved my mother very much and wanted to be just like her if I could. Sometimes I would go into her bedroom closet and try on some of her clothes, because it made me feel, well, happy. I loved her pretty dresses and her fancy underwear. I loved looking at them, and touching them, and feeling them against my own skin.

“More than a few times when I was young, my mother found me in her closet, naked and surrounded by her lovely clothes, with maybe a lacy black bra around my shoulders, or sometimes wearing one of her sheer nighties.

“She would always laugh at this, picking me up and giving me a big hug. She was never angry about it. Sometimes my mother would ask me then if I wanted to play ‘dress-up’ with her, and she would take off all her clothes, letting me choose the ones I wanted to see on her.”

“Like you do with us sometimes,” said Kristen.

“That’s right, honey. Just like we do.”

“Did you like seeing your mother naked?” asked Bethany.

“Yes, I did, sweetie. I thought she looked very beautiful,” I answered, recalling in my mind the image of my gorgeous young mother.

“As you girls know, I never met my father, never even knew who he was. Just the same as with you. My whole life was my darling mother. She was tall, a little taller than I am now, with long beautiful legs and full, round breasts. Her hair was red, like yours is, Andie, but longer and straighter, falling almost to her waist. Her milky white skin was covered with freckles. My mother’s soft lips were naturally pink, the same color as her nipples, and her eyes were a delicate shade of light blue-green.

“She was only seventeen when I was born, and so she really was a young woman as I was growing up. It was when I was eleven, and she was twenty-eight, that the story actually begins.

“As I got older, I would go to her room and try on her things a little less often, perhaps because my mother was now letting me get some sexy clothes of my own, cute little undies and short skirts and see-through nighties, things like that.

“But I’d still go in there sometimes, just to see if she had anything new that I hadn’t found yet. And on this one special day…”

I paused for a moment and looked at each of my daughters in turn, judging their interest in having me continue with the long story. It was perfectly obvious, I was pleased to see, that they were all very excited about hearing the rest of it.

“On this one special day, when I was eleven years old, I went into her bedroom… for some reason, though, instead of going to the closet, I stopped and decided to look inside a little cabinet that was beside her bed. There was nothing very interesting in the top drawer, just a couple of hankies, a few pens, a writing pad, a bottle of eye drops.

“When I opened the cabinet doors, however, I got a surprise. It was filled with a big stack of glossy magazines — and do you know what kind of magazines they were?”

“Lesbian magazines!”

“Yes, Kristen, you’re right. They were lesbian magazines.” I winked at her.

“On the cover of the one on top was a picture of two beautiful young girls lying on a bed, and they were both naked, and they were holding each other and kissing. I was amazed. I had never seen anything like that in my life.

“This was after school one day, and my mother was still at work, so I was alone in the house. I took the top magazine out of the cabinet, sat down on the floor, and opened it up. Inside were many more pictures like the one on the cover. Sexy, pretty girls, all of them naked or nearly naked, most of them looking like they were teenagers or maybe in their early twenties, and they were all so exciting for me to look at.

“Remember, all my life I had loved looking at my mother’s body, but she was the only woman I had ever seen without her clothes on. Now, for the first time, I had a whole bunch of naked women, or girls, to look at. And not only were they all beautiful, but it was the things they were doing with each other that almost made my eyes pop out!”

“What kind of things, Mommy?” asked Andrea, with a naughty little smile.

Of course she already knew, because I’ve told my girls this story many times. But they always love hearing me describe what I saw that day.

“Well, as I said, some of them were kissing. But some of them were also touching each other.”

I looked down at Andie. She was wearing a sleeveless top with a floral pattern and a white eyelet collar. I reached over and started opening the buttons. Soon I could see that she was not wearing a bra.

“They were touching each other. Like, they were holding their tits.” I slipped my hand inside her top, cupping her little round breast.

Andrea moaned and arched her breast toward my hand. Bethany leaned in close, to see what I was doing with her sister.

“And in some of the pictures, the girls were playing with each other’s nipples, making them hard.”

I pinched my daughter’s nipple, making her flinch slightly, then moved my hand to her other breast, pulling her top away so the other girls could see everything.

“They were touching each other’s breasts and nipples, and some of them were even kissing or licking or sucking on them.”

As I said this, I saw Bethany slide her hand up inside her t-shirt, to fondle her own nipples.

“What else, Mommy?” asked Kristen.

“Well, sweetie, as I turned the pages of that magazine, I discovered that these girls and women also seemed to enjoy kissing and licking the naked girls down here, between their legs.”

I parted my thighs and pulled my loose skirt up, showing them my light blue cotton panties. I gently rubbed my vulva for them.

“They touched each other and kissed each other down here, and some of them even put their fingers inside.”

“Like you do with us…” whispered Andie.

“Yes, my darling, just like I do with you, and like you do with each other.”

Kristen suddenly moved around to straddle my bare leg, her short dress pulled up so her panty-covered pussy was pressing against my thigh. She started rocking back and forth, a ten-year-old girl humping her mother’s leg.

I put my hand on her knee. “Whoa, now slow down, girls. If we go too fast, you won’t be able to hear the whole story. Is that what you want?”

Bethany pulled her hand out from under her shirt. “No, I like hearing the story, the whole thing. Please tell it to us?”

“Yeah, tell us more!” urged Andrea, as she re-buttoned her top.

Even Kristen reluctantly slid off my leg and then back to her position by my side.

I wanted to tease them. I kept my legs spread wide apart and rubbed my fingers over my pussy. “Are you sure? Because we can stop now and do something else if you want to.”

Kristen stared at my fingers as I caressed myself. I turned to Andrea. She was looking there, too, and licking her lips.

But Bethany insisted. “Mommy, no, not yet. We really do want to hear everything about you and your mom.”

“Yeah, we do,” nodded Andrea.

“Okay,” I said, putting my knees back together and pulling my skirt down a little. “I’m sorry for distracting you that way. It really was my fault for starting up with Andie. I’ll try to control myself and concentrate on telling the story.”

The girls giggled at my obviously fake contrition.

“So, that was the first day I discovered all those magazines in my mother’s bedside cabinet. I was eleven years old, and from then on, every chance I got, every time my mother was out of the house, I went into her room and looked at those wonderful pictures.

“But, as you know, it wasn’t right away that I started masturbating. I mean, it didn’t take very long actually, but it wasn’t the first day or anything.

“It was a couple of weeks later, when I got down toward the bottom of the pile of magazines. There were a lot of them for me to go through, several dozen, and some of the magazines had very young-looking naked girls in them — I really liked those — and some of them had pictures of older women making love with young girls, and some of them had three girls, or four girls, having sex together, or even big groups of girls, all having a lesbian orgy.

“There were so many amazing things for me to look at, and so I would rush home from school each day, and in the hour or so I had before my mother got home, I would sit on the floor in her room, slowly turning the pages of one magazine after another, carefully looking at the pictures on each page.

“But at the bottom of the pile, some of the magazines were a bit different. Instead of having two or more girls and women kissing and caressing each other, they just had individual girls taking off their clothes, looking at the camera, usually touching their own breasts and nipples, or rubbing themselves down here, between their legs” (I pointed to my pussy) “sometimes even putting their fingers inside. And that day, when I saw what those girls were doing, and how they were doing it, is when I began to masturbate.”

“When you were eleven?” asked ten-year-old Kristen.

“That’s right, baby, when I was eleven. I didn’t get started nearly as young as you girls did.”

That made them giggle again.

* * * * *

When I was eighteen years old, a senior in high school, my mother died. I entered college the next year on a full scholarship (I had a 4.0+ grade point average), and I put her life insurance money in savings so that after I graduated with degrees in both political science and philosophy, I could use that money to start having a family — without getting married. I traveled to an expensive clinic where they had the expertise, the equipment, and the sperm donor base that would help me get what I wanted.

I chose a donor whose mother (the clinic had photos not only of each donor, but of the donor’s parents) was a beautiful shapely redhead, like my mother, and whose father was a handsome, brilliant, blue-eyed blonde. The donor himself was tall, slim, good-looking, well-educated, artistically talented, and very successful. I certainly would not have been interested in dating him, but I wanted to have his children. What sealed the deal for me was that he was gay and his two sisters were lesbians. Plus, the clinic had plenty of his sperm in storage, so I could have as many children from him as I wanted. They also guaranteed that I would give birth only to girls, if that was my preference, which it was.

At age twenty-two, I was implanted with an embryo that grew to become Bethany. A year and a half after she was born, I had Andrea. During that time, I worked as a staff writer for a national magazine and I also pursued my Masters degree. By the time Kristen was born, when I was twenty-five, I was doing very well in my career.

I’ve worked hard to get where I am. Today, my non-fiction books, written under a pseudonym, are best sellers, and I have enough money that I can live off the interest on my investments. When the girls were little and I was still establishing myself as an influential thinker, I had to employ nannies or au pairs to help take care of them (replaced twice a year, to prevent my daughters from becoming too attached to any of them), but I always intended to be ready at a certain stage to spend much more time with them.

Now I am a full-time mom, working on my books and other writing from home while they are at school. This also has allowed me to, shall we say, give them a special kind of education in certain matters without being concerned that someone else might take notice or interfere.

* * * * *

“I remember when you taught me to masturbate, Mommy,” said Bethany, with a happy smile.

“And can you remember how old you were, sweetie?”

“Yeah, I was nine.”

“I was nine, too, when you taught me,” said Andrea.

Kristen grabbed my arm, “But I was only eight!”

“That’s right, honey,” I patted her hand. “I wanted to begin even younger with you, so that all four of us could start having fun together.”

My daughters beamed at me. Their happy faces, so eager and willing, filled me with joy.

“But now, let’s get back to the story, okay?”

They all nodded.

“As I said, when I saw the pictures in those magazines of the pretty girls touching themselves that way, it gave me the idea that I should try it for myself. So, on the days when I came home from school and my mother wasn’t there, I would go into her room and pull out the magazines and start looking at them — but now I concentrated on the ones that showed pictures of girls masturbating. Because even though I’d probably heard the word by then, I really didn’t know what it meant, and I certainly hadn’t ever had anyone tell me or show me how to do it like you girls did.”

“You showed us, Mommy,” said Andrea, as she snuggled in close to me.

“That’s right, honey, I did. And the reason I wanted to show you girls is because I never had anyone to show me. I had to learn how for myself, mostly from looking at the pictures in those magazines. I did learn though.

“It took me a few weeks of practicing, of sitting on the floor in my mother’s bedroom and touching my little breasts. They were very small then, much smaller than yours are, Andrea…”

She giggled, and the other girls smiled.

“…and I would take off my panties and spread my legs apart and try to rub myself the way it looked like the women in the magazines were doing it. I did that as often as I could while I was looking at the magazines, and then I did it some more when I was alone in my own bedroom, usually at night after the lights were out.”

“Did it work?” Bethany winked at me.

“Not at first. I mean, it felt okay, but it wasn’t until one night when I was in my bed and it was dark and I was touching myself that way, and I was trying to remember exactly how the girls in the magazines had done it… and then I had an idea, that I should pretend one of the girls was there with me, and she was showing me what to do.

“And then, when I turned on my side, and I imagined I was looking at a beautiful sexy young girl, not much older than me but more experienced, naked in my bed with me, showing me her body and showing me how she touched herself… when I pretended she was right there, and I could hear her voice, and I could see her pretty face, and I could feel the heat from her body, and I could smell her scent, and if I wanted to, I could reach out and touch her… then I began to have this new kind of feeling inside, a sort of heat that was radiating from exactly the spot where I was touching myself.”

I put my hand between my legs, over the top of my skirt, and pressed down on my clit, showing them the spot I meant. All three of my daughters put their own hands between their own legs, copying me.

“It felt so good, and so I pretended to tell the imaginary girl in my bed how nice it felt, and then she asked me to kiss her, and when I thought about kissing her and having her kiss me, it happened.”

“You had a orgasm!”

“That’s right, Kristen, I had my very first orgasm that night in my bed. Do you remember how old you were when you had your first orgasm?”

“Uh-huh. I was eight.”

“That’s right, baby. You had just turned eight years old, and I was showing you how you could touch yourself, and I rubbed you a little bit to show you how…”

“I like it when you rub my pussy, Mommy!”

I looked at her radiant smile and her shining blue eyes as she gazed up at me. I so adored that child! I leaned over and gave her a soft, warm kiss on the lips. She put her little hand behind my head and kissed me back, slipping her tongue into my mouth.

We kissed that way for a minute or so, until I felt myself getting very wet between my legs. Reluctantly, I drew my lips away from hers, and said, “And do you know what happened next, my darling daughters?”

“Uh-huh,” answered Andrea. “But tell us anyway!”

I patted my twelve-year-old on the knee. “Well, after that, I started masturbating every day, sometimes more than once a day, and almost always I was able to give myself wonderful orgasms. It was such an amazing time for me. I loved how each climax felt, and I loved learning what my body wanted, how I could play with my nipples, or draw my fingers up the inside of my bare thighs, how I could gently rub my pussy, slowly at first, then faster and faster until I was right on the edge — and then slow down for a minute or two before starting up again, until I had the most powerful, earth-shaking orgasms.

“And what I also learned was that if I kept rubbing myself after one climax was over, then sometimes I could have more than one. Some nights I would go on and on, making myself come again and again. You know how that works, don’t you — because I taught you!”

All three of my girls nodded.

“I counted one time,” boasted Bethany, “and I had ten orgasms, all in one night.”

“I remember that, ‘cuz you told me about it the next day,” said Andie. “And so I tried it too, but I couldn’t get as many. But then you started licking me, and I had a lot!”

The two girls giggled with each other and shared a short kiss… then they turned back to me, waiting to hear more of my story.

Continue on to Chapter 2

By Naughty Mommy

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Because most of the families would be starting home the next day, it was agreed that everyone would gather in the penthouse suite of the Playa de Mar for a Friday night farewell dinner.

Angela decided on another buffet, which would be less formal and more conducive to mingling. Two very attractive hotel employees in short skirts served drinks and then cleared away the dishes when people were done eating. At about 7:30, the young women wheeled the buffet tables into the elevator, leaving behind only a small cart filled with leftover desserts.

“All right, my friends,” Angela began, rubbing her hands together.

The chairs and sofas in the living area had been arranged into a loose circle. The tall blonde was standing in the middle, the other nineteen women and girls comfortably seated, smiling and looking up at her. Angela wore a striking purple silk dress, knee-length with a flared skirt and matching bolero jacket, along with high heels, of course.

“I’d like to start tonight by asking everyone to say a few words. Let’s each of us share our thoughts on where we are now, on what we may have learned during this past week, and perhaps on where we see ourselves going in the future — in terms of our sexual relationships, that is.”

“So, we’re just going to talk?” Sheila grinned. “That’s all?”

Chuckling, Angela replied, “No, I expect there might be more after that. I’m quite sure I would like to play around with as many of you as I can. But I’ve also found it can be a good idea to sort of sit back and assess things after having had so many unusual, even life-changing experiences in such a short time.”

“I agree with Angela,” said Bridget. “Remember, Shiel, when we had that talk at your house a few days ago? That really seemed to help, getting all our thoughts and feelings out in the open the way we did.”

“You’re right,” Sheila nodded. “I apologize for being so… overeager.”

“That’s all right, dear, no need to apologize.” Angela approached the buxom, auburn-haired woman, placing a hand under her chin, raising her face and kissing her mouth. Ending the kiss, the blonde said softly, “I admire your appetites. They excite me. Don’t ever change.”

“Don’t worry,” Sheila laughed, “not much chance of that. I’ve been this way all my life.”

“That’s for sure,” Bridget commented wryly. “Even when we were little girls, she was constantly playing with herself.”

After winking at Bridget, Angela settled into a seat at the end of a sofa, next to her daughter Bambi. On the other side of Bambi was Amanda, then Tina, Amanda’s mom.

“Let’s go around the circle,” said Angela, “that might be the simplest way. I’ll go first, and then everyone, in turn, just say whatever you feel like saying.”

Her guests nodded and smiled, evidently approving the plan.

“All right.” Angela took Bambi’s hand, holding tightly, then inhaled, taking a very deep breath, before gradually letting it out. She was feeling unusually emotional.

“I have to say… two things, I think. First, I want you to know that although my little girl and I have had many wonderful encounters with other mothers and daughters — we’ve really been very lucky — this last week definitely tops them all. I can’t tell you how grateful I am to each of you for sharing yourselves with us. Not only your luscious, yummy bodies, but sharing your hearts too. That means more to me than I can say.”

Taking another deep breath, she looked slowly around the room, scanning the faces, her eyes moist and gleaming.

“And, uh,” Angela cleared her throat, “I also want to tell you that I’ve… made a decision. My standard rule, with only a few exceptions, is that we don’t stay in touch with people after we part from them. I’ve always preferred to make a clean break. But — but —”

A big tear rolled down her cheek. “But I just can’t say goodbye to you!”

Angela buried her face in her daughter’s shoulder, sobbing heavily. Bambi patted and stroked the woman’s back. Everyone waited, many wiping tears from their own eyes.

Finally Angela straightened up. Pulling out a handkerchief, she blew her nose, then said, “I won’t apologize. I’m not sorry for breaking down like that. I’m glad I did. It doesn’t happen often to me, but I’m glad you got to see how I really feel — and you know now how much I do want to stay in touch.”

After blowing her nose again, she tipped her head toward Bambi. “All right, you go next, honey.”

“Okay, Mommy. Um, yeah, I’m glad I met everybody too. Especially all the girls, but also the moms. You’re all really nice and really sexy.”

The young blonde beamed at the group, seeing smiles everywhere. Then she turned to Amanda, sitting next to her. “More than anyone, though, I’m happy I met Amanda. I always wanted to have a sister, and now it’s like I really do.”

With a cry, Amanda threw her arms around Bambi, squeezing her. The ‘twins’ hugged for a long time, murmuring in each other’s ears.

When at last they ended the hug, Bambi gazed around the room, then added with a grin, “I think I, you know, I think I got to lick everybody here at least once so far. But if I didn’t, I hope I can tonight.” This was met with chuckles and a few aroused moans. “Um… okay, that’s all.”

Amanda was next. “This is, this was, I mean, my mom brought me on this awesome vacation, and it’s great, I got to meet everybody, you know, but especially Bambi, and also Paige and Fiona and just everybody else too. It was great. Thanks, Mom!” She hugged her mother.

It was Tina’s turn. Wiping her eyes with the backs of her hands, then breaking into a big smile, flashing those cute dimples, she said, “You know what’s amazing? If Amanda hadn’t come home from school one day last month and asked me about masturbating… I mean, if she hadn’t asked me to show her how, then, gosh, we probably wouldn’t be here at all, and then we wouldn’t have met any of you guys! So, all I have to say is, I’m really glad they showed that video to the girls in her science class. Hurray for sex education!”

Cheers and applause greeted her exclamation. As it died down, Tina added, “But what I really learned here this week is that I shouldn’t just stay sort of wrapped up in a little bubble any more, like in a cocoon or something, you know? I want to meet other people, look for moms and daughters in our area who are, um, who are like us, and then, well, get together with them. That’s what I’m gonna do.”

After grinning at Angela, who gave her a wink, Tina turned to the next in line. It was Bridget, sitting in a loveseat with Debby squeezed in between her and Kelly.

“Okay, so,” Bridget began, “this has been, hands-down, the most amazing week of my life.” She laughed, as did several others who nodded in agreement.

“And now, uh, well, I guess I want to make an announcement. I’ve been talking with Debby, and with my sister, Sheila, and decided that…” Bridget peered to the side, at Veronica and Stephanie, seated on a sofa next to the loveseat “…do you think I might be able to find a job as a math teacher in San Francisco? I’m really good at it.”

The women appeared mystified, not yet understanding. Kelly’s mouth dropped open. Then she managed to say, “Wait, do you mean…?”

“Yep,” Bridget nodded. “Debby and I are moving to San Francisco, as soon as we can.”

“Oh my god!!” Kelly burst into tears of joy. Leaping to her feet, she dove on top of Bridget, hugging her, kissing her, thanking her profusely. She grabbed Debby too, squeezing and kissing both of them at once.

Several other women came over, congratulating Bridget, Kelly, and Debby. They shared embraces and kisses, finally settling down after a couple of minutes and going back to their seats.

Now it was Debby’s turn.

“Um, I don’t really know what I’m supposed to say. But, I mean, I’m glad I got to learn about sex and stuff, and have a…” the girl blushed and giggled “…I used to call it an organ-ism… but anyway I’m glad I got to have an orgasm.”

She heard friendly laughter and scattered applause.

“And I really love my mom, and my cousins, and my Aunt Sheila. And I love my girlfriend Kelly forever and ever.”

After a little more applause, the attention turned to Kelly. The cute teenager was too choked up, however, to say very much. “Thank you… just… I love you all… thank you!”

Still more applause, and now nearly everyone was weeping happy tears. It was a love fest.

Veronica, next in line, said, “I’m so happy. This is absolutely great. First, I want to thank my sister, Carol. She’s just the best. I love you, honey.”

“I love you too,” Carol nodded from across the circle, blowing a little kiss.

“I love my daughter, Kelly, more than I can say, and I dearly love my other daughters, Holly and Hailey, and my niece Stacie, and darling Jordan, I love both of you so much. And Debby, of course, and Bridget, and, well, everyone, I love you all. I love you all. But… more than anyone…”

Her voice broke. It appeared for a moment that Veronica might not be able to go on. Finally she said, “But more than anyone, I love Stephanie, my beautiful, beautiful, Stephanie.”

Veronica stood, turned toward her partner, and got down on one knee in front of her. She took the younger woman’s hand in both of hers. “Stephanie, my love, the love of my life…… will you marry me?”

“Oh, Veronica!” Stephanie threw her arms around her lover. “Of course I will! Of course I will!”

Now everyone jumped up and rushed over to congratulate the pair. This time it took almost ten minutes until all the hugs and kisses and good wishes had been exchanged and people were seated again.

It was Stephanie’s turn to speak. She wiped her eyes, took a deep breath, and began, “Love is precious. Love is beautiful. There’s not enough love in this world, not nearly enough. So when we find it, wherever we find it, we should cherish it. And whether that love is with a man or a woman, with an adult or a child, we should prize it above everything else.”

She paused. “I know it sounds like I’m making a speech here, and I don’t mean to, but I just want to say, girls, women, moms, daughters, sisters, don’t be afraid, don’t be ashamed, just love each other. The world needs more love.”

It was quiet as the group considered what she’d said. Women and girls gazed into each other’s eyes. Mothers and daughters held hands tightly. Soft kisses were enjoyed. A collective sigh passed through the room, an affirmation of love, of the very special intimate bonds they all shared.

Stephanie turned to the twins. “Girls? Do you want to say something?”

The little blondes nodded in unison. Holly said, “Yeah. We would be really happy if everybody was nice to each other, if they didn’t fight, and nobody was mean.”

Hailey continued, “And if they just did sex stuff all the time, like me and my sister wanna do, they would be happy and we would be happy and everybody would be.”

“Damn straight,” commented Sheila, sitting in a chair a few places around. Holly and Hailey beamed at her.

“And, uh, listen,” Sheila winked, “after we get finished with all this talk, do you kids want to do some sex stuff with me?”

“Okay!” the twins giggled.

Stacie was next. Her mother Carol was beside her, with Jordan fidgeting on her lap. Stacie began, “You know, like, uh, like Tina said, it’s amazing how it all works out. I mean, if I hadn’t been chosen to go on this training thing for my job a few weeks ago, then I wouldn’t have asked my mom to come over and stay with Jordan, and then, well, who knows what might be different?”

She reached over and took her daughter’s hand. “But now, I mean, now we all can just love each other, as much as we want. We can play Pony, or P—”

“You wanna play Pony?” Jordan interrupted in her perky voice. The child hadn’t really been listening, but that favorite word caught her attention.

“No, honey,” Stacie giggled, “not yet. Soon, maybe, but not right now. I was just saying how lucky we are that we can all play Pony or Pony-Pony almost any time we want to.”

“Can we now?” Jordan asked again.

Stacie grabbed her little girl’s face in her hands, kissing her lips. “I love you so much. In a while, we’ll play, I promise. But now, is there anything you want to say to all our friends?”

Jordan looked around at the smiling faces, then simply answered, “No,” and went back to fidgeting.

Carol chuckled, squeezing her granddaughter. “I won’t say much either. I’ll just echo what Stephanie said, and her darling little girls too. Love is precious. Sex is good. More sex and more love would make a much happier world.”

“Amen,” said Sheila, patting Carol’s knee. The women were seated beside each other. They shared a quick kiss on the lips, then Sheila asked, “Anything else?”

“Nope, that’s all.”

“Okay, well, I’m also not much of a speechmaker,” Sheila grinned, appearing a bit reticent for once. “I just like to have sex, as much as possible, with myself or with anyone else. Especially with pretty girls like my daughters.” She winked at Fiona and Erin, tucked into a loveseat next to her.

Fiona took a deep breath, then said, “I’m glad I have the mom I have. I really love her, and my sister, and my cousin Debby, and my Aunt Bridget too. Um… and I’m glad I’ve learned so much about sex and stuff from everyone. I like it a lot, I really do.”

She paused, and it seemed for a moment she might be done. But then she said, “I think I must be a lesbian.” Blushing deeply, the 12-year-old added, “I mean, every time I look at a girl, I want to kiss her and stuff, and touch her, and see her naked and everything. I never said it before, but I think I am a lesbian.”

“Good for you, honey,” Veronica nodded approvingly. Bridget gave a happy little clap.

Fiona smiled at the women, then turned to her sister.

“Um, okay.” Erin blushed even redder than Fiona. “I don’t know what to say, but, like, I love everybody too, especially my sister and my mom… and, um, and Gwen.”

She looked down at her hands, then up at Gwen, who was next to her, then at her hands again.

“Aww…” Gwen gave Erin a big hug and a kiss on the lips. “I love you too.”

When they ended the hug, Gwen scanned the group, smiling broadly. “I don’t remember who said it here, but I agree, this was like the most amazing week of my whole life. And the best. Thanks, Mom, for an incredible vacation.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart,” Eve replied from two seats away.

“But, um, something else,” said Gwen. “I just, like, I don’t quite know how to say it, but I want to also, um, thank everyone for making me feel, like pretty, for the first time in my whole life. I’ve always been told I was cute and smart and then, when I got older, how I was good at sports and stuff, but I never really felt pretty or sexy, you know, like a girl. And now I do. So just, thanks.”

Paige was next. She reached over and took Gwen’s hand, and then her mother’s hand on the opposite side, squeezing them. The girl smiled, then announced, “I have a really great family. A great sister and an incredible mom. I’m really lucky. I’m glad I met everybody here too, and I hope maybe you can come and visit us in Phoenix or something. That would be cool. Okay, that’s all.”

Eve would be the last to speak. The circle had been completed.

Before starting, she took a moment to compose herself. Like almost everyone in the room, Eve was feeling deeply emotional. She hoped, however, to be able to say what she wanted to say without dissolving into tears, if possible.

The tall, attractive woman cleared her throat. “All right, uh, as I think most of you know, when we came here a week ago for our vacation, I was, well, I was really not very experienced. I had never had sex with a woman, certainly not with a young girl, and definitely not with either of my own daughters.”

She paused and smiled, licking her lips, then continued, “But, obviously, now I have done all that and I am very glad. There is no way in the world I could or would have anticipated what’s happened. But the fact is it’s brought me and my daughters much closer together. We were close before, but not like this.”

Eve turned briefly toward Paige and Gwen, sharing affectionate gazes with her girls, then turned the other way, taking Angela’s hand, raising it to her lips and kissing the woman’s fingers.

“I guess I have my lovely friend Angela to thank more than anyone else,” she said softly, before adding with a grin, “although, maybe I really should say Bambi, because it was she who made the first connection with us, romping with Gwen out in the water in that tempting little bikini of hers that kept threatening to fall right off.”

That drew chuckles. Everyone easily could picture Bambi in a wet bathing suit, tiny strings barely keeping it on her slender body. The little girl grinned at Eve and Gwen.

“So, okay, I guess I won’t say anything else,” Eve finished. “Oh, except to repeat what Paige said: if you’re ever in Phoenix, or nearby, please do get in touch. We’d love to see you, and have sex with you!”

There was laughter and some light applause. After kissing Eve’s hand, Angela stood and returned to her place at the center of the group.

“Thank you, everyone, for sharing your thoughts and feelings. I’m very grateful for that. Now, I know there are still a few desserts left. Some of the girls might want to sample some of those — and some of the women might want to sample some of the girls.” Angela winked at Sheila. “So just enjoy yourselves.”

People got to their feet, hugging, kissing, laughing, talking. Most of the kids headed straight for the dessert cart as the adults mingled, forming smaller clusters, smiling and chatting.

It turned out to be not an especially wild orgy that evening in the penthouse suite. For one thing, after their spectacular adventures on the yacht the night before, many were still feeling a bit worn out. And for another, long drives awaited several of the families the next day, so a fairly early bedtime was in order.

But that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun. Sheila got to enjoy the twins, licking Holly while sitting on Hailey’s face, and then reversed the arrangement, eating Hailey while grinding her pussy into Holly’s mouth. Or maybe it was the other way around — Sheila couldn’t tell the girls apart.

Bambi and Carol hooked up, as did Fiona and Tina and also Gwen and Stephanie, along with several other connections that hadn’t been made before. Jordan played both Pony and Pony-Pony with various partners. There were plenty of orgasms, lots of kissing and touching, sweaty bodies sliding around together… around 10:00 PM, though, they decided it was time to break it up and try to get some sleep.

Debby said she really wanted Kelly to see her room, so Veronica and Stephanie agreed it would be okay for Kelly to spend the night at Bridget’s apartment. For their part, the newly engaged couple chose to be together, returning with the twins to the condo. Carol, Stacie, and Jordan went with them. Stephanie and Veronica took the master bedroom, sleeping with Hailey and Holly between them, while the others shared the second bedroom.

At the suite, Gwen and Erin were in one of the queen beds in the third bedroom, with Paige and Fiona in the other bed. That’s how they ended up, anyway, although before that, the four girls enjoyed some mixing and matching and daisy-chaining.

Bambi, Amanda, Angela, and Tina slept in the big bed in the master bedroom, while Sheila and Eve took the second bedroom, Bambi’s room. Eve didn’t get quite as much sleep as she expected to, finding Sheila to be an energetic, enthusiastic, and eagerly experimental lover. That was fine with her, though — she could always let Gwen do some of the driving the next day.

* * *

In the morning, everyone gathered for breakfast in the hotel coffee shop before getting on the road. Several tables had been pushed together to accommodate twenty bubbly moms and daughters. Even before they had their coffee, conversations were flowing and overlapping — animated discussions of what might lie ahead for each of them and plenty of happy reminiscences about their adventures of the previous few days.

Stephanie and Veronica announced that they’d set a date for the wedding: it would be in the spring of the following year, giving their friends ample time to prepare for a trip to San Francisco and an eagerly anticipated sexy reunion. A flurry of congratulating hugs and kisses greeted this exciting news, along with guarantees that none of them would possibly miss the joyous event.

As things began to settle down again, Sheila called across to her sister Bridget, on the other side of the large table, “Hey, don’t let me forget something, all right?”

“What’s that?”

“I want you to give me Pamela’s number. I’m gonna call her today.”

“Pamela? Why?” Bridget replied.

“I’m gonna ask her out. She and I might be able to have some fun together.”

“Really? Even after I told you about my date with her? The way it turned out and everything?”

“Well, you and she just aren’t right for each other, that’s obvious. But now that I’ve made my decision about, uh, about dating only women from now on —”

“You have?”

Sheila laughed, “Yeah, I think I’m gonna swear off men, at least for a while. I want to see how the other half lives, check out my lesbian identity. And Pamela’s pretty hot, don’t you think?”

“Well, yeah… but, okay, sure, I’ll give you her number.”

Sheila’s teenage daughter Erin listened closely to the discussion between her mom and her aunt. It helped her confirm a plan of her own that she’d been formulating. Later that day, she would call Mindy Hansen and… well, Erin wasn’t exactly sure yet what she would say to her friend, but she was determined to call her and see what eventually might happen between them, if anything. It was worth a try. Erin really didn’t want to be so bashful any more.

All around the table, women and girls were thinking about the exhilarating new possibilities in their lives, friends they would look at it in a different way when they got home, mothers and daughters they knew of who might just possibly share their special incestuous desires. It was thrilling to consider, and it helped to temper some of the sadness they felt at having to part.

As they were finishing up their breakfasts, Angela got to her feet, tapping a knife on a glass, getting everyone’s attention. “My darlings, all you dear lovely ladies and girls, I have one more thing I’d like to say to you now, something I hope you will remember.” She was holding an iPad and looked down at it before continuing.

“There’s a quote that means a great deal to me. It’s from Henry Miller, one of my favorite authors. He said, ‘Whenever a taboo is broken, something good happens, something vitalizing. Taboos after all are only hangovers, the product of diseased minds, you might say, of fearsome people who hadn’t the courage to live and who under the guise of morality and religion have imposed these things upon us.’”

Angela took her seat again. It was quiet for a minute as the group thought about what she’d just read, and what it meant to each of them.

Carol spoke up, “Honey, will you send that to me? Email it?”

“Of course I will. I’ll send it to all of you,” Angela grinned.

Stephanie giggled to herself as she imagined the provocative quote enlarged and framed, placed in a position of prominence in the homes and offices of everyone there.

When the check was delivered, Eve leaped from her chair to grab it from the waitress, loudly insisting to Angela that she would be the one to pay this time. That drew lots of laughs and some applause as well. With a smile and a hug and a kiss, Angela conceded.

Out in the hotel parking lot, many more hugs and kisses were exchanged. It took a while before anyone was on their way, but finally, Sheila, Bridget, and the girls got in their cars, returning to their homes in San Diego, Amanda and Tina started on their long drive back to Sacramento, Eve and Gwen and Paige took off for Phoenix, and then the big conversion van drove off, heading north up the coast toward San Francisco, carrying four moms and four daughters.

—————

At the top floor of the Playa del Mar, the elevator door came to a stop and the doors silently slid open. Hand in hand, Bambi and Angela entered the expansive penthouse suite. It felt empty and too large after all the activity of the previous week.

As they walked slowly into the master bedroom, Angela sighed, “Well, honey, I guess our work is done here. We can go home now, and then… do you have any thoughts about where we should go next, or what you’d like to do?”

They sat down together on the big bed, still holding hands. After a moment, the 10-year-old knelt in front of her mother, pushing up her dress, exposing her smoothly waxed vulva. Angela was, as usual, not wearing any underwear.

Bambi grinned. “I know what I want to do next, Mommy.”

THE END

By Naughty Mommy

To keep track of everyone while the cruise on the luxury yacht is underway, you can use this chart.

“What do you think?” Georgia said to Julie. “About time to create dusk, eh?”

“Yes, I suppose it could be. What time is it, anyway?”

“Almost midnight.”

“Okay, I’ll take care of it. But, um…” Julie rubbed her swollen belly. “I still want… I guess I’ll do my act on deck, out on the bow.”

“That’ll be choice,” Georgia winked. “I’ll join you for it, and I’ll let everyone know what’s up.”

Julie walked to a corridor near them. Opening a panel, she punched a code into a keypad, then closed the panel.

“Fifteen minutes,” she said to Georgia, who had followed her.

“Good on ya.”

Very, very slowly, the lights in the main saloon on the yacht began to dim. In a quarter of an hour, the program would have the room almost entirely dark.

At a signal from Georgia, Abby and Emma began bringing out comfy pillows and quilts, distributing them on sofas, chairs, and scattering them over the carpeted floor. More were left in the adjoining dining area as well.

Jenifer went around the room with a tray, offering a final selection of cookies and brownies, while also asking if anyone would like coffee, tea, herbal tea, or hot cocoa.

“Oh, thank you, how nice,” Stephanie smiled, accepting a big patterned quilt from Abby. She and her daughters, Holly and Hailey, cuddled together on a sofa, hugging and softly kissing. The twins yawned in unison as they nestled in against their mother’s bare breasts.

Amanda was feeling sleepy too. She curled up with her mom in a chair. Tina petted the girl’s hair and stroked her back. Soon the 10-year-old was snoozing peacefully.

When Eve learned what was coming next, she went directly to the galley, where Ana was getting things prepared for breakfast in the morning. Eve asked for a bottle of water and quickly downed it, then asked for another.

Veronica found Kelly sitting with Bridget and Debby. The little one, Debby, was already fast asleep in her mother’s arms. Kelly and Bridget were chatting quietly. Veronica sat next to her daughter, laying a hand on the teen’s thigh.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” Kelly grinned.

After kissing the girl on the lips, Veronica said, “I’m going out there with Julie and the others. You want to come along?”

Kelly wasn’t sure at first. She looked at Debby, at Bridget, and then back at her mom.

“Yeah, I think I do,” she nodded. Turning to Bridget, she said, “I’ll be back, okay?”

“Sure, honey,” Bridget smiled.

Kelly leaned over to give Debby a tender kiss on the cheek, then got up and took Veronica’s hand. Together they walked nude out into the summer air and toward the bow of the yacht.

A group of more than twenty women and girls crowded around Julie on the open deck, listening to her. It was warm and humid that night, almost tropical, so although everyone was naked, no one felt a chill. Plus they were packed in tightly, skin on skin, everyone eager to see what would happen.

Julie was visibly trembling, Kelly noticed. Her forehead and upper lip were beaded with sweat. She also saw that the woman’s belly was bulging and that she would sometimes squirm, twining her legs together. It looked like she had to pee, really bad.

Several large beach towels had been spread on the deck. Julie asked the younger kids to lie down on the towels, forming a circle around her. Their feet faced the center, but the girls opened their legs wide, making sort of a star shape. Charlie, Melissa, Jemma, Jordan, Bambi, Fiona, and Paige lay together, holding hands and smiling excitedly.

From outside the circle, Georgia handed a long, large, silver dildo to Julie. Kelly, standing next to Georgia, could hear the toy vibrating. Julie applied it to her erect nipples first, shivering with arousal, then moved the dildo lower, across her swollen tummy to her mound.

Kelly felt her own clit tingling. She slid a hand down, caressing her vulva. Her pussy lips were wet and slippery. She glanced back at her mom, who was just behind her. Veronica had a hand on Kelly’s shoulder, her other hand between her legs. She was masturbating. Scanning the other teens and women gathered round the girls on the deck, Kelly saw that nearly all were playing with themselves.

Squatting slightly, opening her legs, Julie placed the tip of the dildo at the opening to her cunt. She pressed it in just slightly, groaning with pleasure. Then she drew the tool slowly up through her slit, rotating it and coating it with her natural lubrication. Kelly could see how wet and juicy the woman was.

Julie held the vibrating dildo on her clit for a moment, trembling, shuddering. She gasped once, twice, then pulled the dildo away from her clit, exhaling and licking her lips. A trickle of urine ran down the inside of one leg.

“Fuck, yeah,” Julie said, apparently to herself.

She looked down at the girls, smiling at the circle of young faces and bald pussies surrounding her, turning side to side to see them all. Lifting her gaze to the audience, Julie said, “This, uh, won’t take very long. Anyone who wants to join me in the, heh, in the climax, you’d better get ready.”

Eve pushed forward, past her daughter Gwen, stepping up close to the kids. She was fucking her cunt with her fingers. Her face was flushed and shiny with sweat, and she seemed to be muttering obscenities. Kelly grinned as she thought, that woman definitely looks like she’s ready!

Sheila moved into place too, as did Angela. Both were masturbating vigorously. Georgia was already there in position, rubbing her clit. Julie paused a moment, waiting, but no one else came forward. It appeared that these four women — standing at compass points just outside the circle of girls — would be her partners in what she was about to do.

“Okay,” Julie nodded in the center, “here we go.”

She shoved the dildo up inside her vagina. Kelly saw her twist the end of it, perhaps increasing the speed of vibration. The woman’s body began to shake, and she moaned involuntarily. Eve, Sheila, Angela, and Georgia were watching her closely, as was everyone else.

“Ooh! Ohh! Fuck!” Julie cried out, but then quickly shook her head. “Not — not — almost — just another — a few more —”

The four women around her furiously masturbated. The little girls below stared up in fascination, legs spread wide, pussies open. Kelly rubbed her clit. Behind her, Veronica panted and groaned. Kelly could tell from the sound and the smell that her mom was fucking herself with her fingers.

“Okay,” Julie gasped, “okay — ready — ready — ahh — ahh — FUCK!!”

She pulled the dildo out of her cunt and let loose with a torrent of liquids, urine and cum spraying out all at once, splashing onto the girls beneath her as Julie screamed in climactic ecstasy.

Eve let go too, arcing a stream of pee over the children, and then came loudly, cursing and gasping, dripping hands clenched between her legs. Angela and Sheila climaxed too at almost the same time, both women peeing and squirting, then squirting and peeing some more, coming hard, totally soaking the girls at their feet.

Julie’s climax seemed to last forever. Every time it looked as if she was through, her body would shudder again and more liquids would pour out of her in another orgasmic spasm.

Kelly was stunned by what she was seeing — but also totally turned on by it. She frantically frigged herself, hearing her mom come behind her and many others coming all around her, and then Kelly climaxed too, plunging two fingers up inside her juicy pussy as her orgasm exploded.

When everyone was finally finished… when there were no more gasps and groans, when the last tremor had faded away… someone began to clap and the remaining spectators quickly joined in. They cheered for Julie, and for her partners in perversion.

The little girls began getting up, smiling and wiping their faces with their hands. Harriet came forward with a bucket of hot soapy water and several sponges. After the kids had spent a minute or so washing up, Julie said, “Hey, what about this — everyone to the top deck and into the jacuzzi!”

With a yell, the seven naked girls took off, shrieking and giggling, racing up two levels to the sun deck where they found the jacuzzi all set for them, open and warm and bubbling. They eagerly jumped inside.

Their moms ascended the stairs more slowly but soon arrived, taking chairs under the midnight sky. Angela, Eve, Sheila, and Georgia briefly stayed behind, cleaning themselves with the soapy sponges, and then joined the rest above. Abby, wearing only a simple pair of backless heels which made her appear taller and sleeker than ever, came around to each of the women, asking if anyone would like a nightcap.

Julie went inside, looking for Desiree and Dani. She found them lying on the floor in the dining area, next to the main saloon. The cute teens were kissing wetly and fingering each other’s pussies. Julie watched the girls for a moment, smiling and rubbing herself, then got down between their legs and began to lick them both, going back and forth.

After everyone had left the bow, Emma gathered up the wet beach towels and took them to laundry, while Harriet hosed down the deck.

Instead of going all the way up to the jacuzzi, Veronica and Kelly ascended only one level. They saw Abby inside the sky lounge, preparing drinks for the moms up above. They waved at her, but lingered on the deck, strolling hand in hand, breathing the warm salty air, looking up at the stars.

“Isn’t it lovely?” Veronica said.

“Yeah, it is. It’s totally awesome. This is the coolest vacation ever, Mom.”

Kelly wrapped her arms around her mother’s waist, hugging her tightly. Veronica returned the hug, stroking the girl’s back, kissing the top of her head. Then she put a finger under Kelly’s chin, tipping her face up. She looked into her daughter’s pretty green eyes, admired her full pink lips, her wide mouth.

“God, you are so beautiful,” Veronica whispered.

The look of love and lust in her mother’s eyes almost took Kelly’s breath away. She sighed and parted her lips. Veronica kissed her.

Emma came back up from the laundry, which was on a lower level by the galley. She was feeling extremely horny. It might be late, and a few of the littlest girls might already be asleep, but Emma still had unfinished business. As she looked around, rubbing her clit, she spotted Julie with her daughter and the other sexy young blonde, lying on a quilt in the dining area, making love. Emma walked toward them, pondering which of the three she should fuck first.

“Hey, you two.”

Kelly and Veronica turned toward the voice, breaking their kiss.

It was the captain, Caroline, standing at an open door that led to the bridge. “Come in here with me for a minute, won’t you?”

“Of course,” Veronica smiled. She and Kelly followed the captain inside.

“While I’m on duty, on watch,” said Caroline, inclining her head toward the glowing panel of instruments, “I can’t directly involve myself in any of the fun. But I certainly can observe it, and that’s what I’d love to do with you. Would you care to oblige me?”

“You mean…” began Veronica.

“Have sex with your daughter, in front of me. I really like taboo.”

Angela took Carol’s hand, raising it to her mouth and kissing her fingers. They were seated side by side on the top deck, sipping Brandy Alexanders, watching the naked girls play in the jacuzzi.

“Congratulations,” Angela grinned. “To both of us.”

“I’ll drink to that,” Carol winked. And they did.

On the other side of Angela, Eve patted Sheila’s arm. “Look at those two,” she whispered, nodding toward their daughters, Gwen and Erin. “Pretty hot.”

The redhead, Erin, was on Gwen’s lap, straddling the taller girl, their arms wrapped around each other. Both were nude, of course, as was everyone else. They were kissing and Erin was humping her pussy against Gwen’s.

“Nice,” agreed Sheila, a hand sliding between her own legs as she took another sip of her hot buttered rum.

With their preparations for the morning completed, Ana came up from below into the main saloon. Her daughter Jenifer was with her, smoking a cigarette. The dark curvy beauties stood for a moment, surveying the scene. They saw Debby with Bridget, the child curled up in her mother’s arms, both apparently asleep. Tina and Amanda were together too, snuggling in a chair under a quilt, breathing quietly, their eyes closed.

Then they saw Stephanie with her daughters, Hailey and Holly. They were not asleep. The little blonde twins were each at a breast, sucking their mother’s nipples. Stephanie was panting and licking her lips.

“Ven conmigo,” said Ana, taking Jenifer’s hand.

Harriet came in just then. She was hungry for more sex too. Hands on her breasts, squeezing and pulling the nipples, she glanced around at the possibilities.

And so the sex went on. Emma fucked Dani, then Desiree, then Julie on the floor in the dining area, sucking pussy and tits, swirling ass, finally playing a submissive game with Harriet and getting spanked by her, which Emma loved. Kelly and Veronica entertained Caroline on the bridge, while Ana and Jenifer had fun with Stephanie and her girls.

After a while, the others came back down to the main saloon from the top deck, the little girls feeling fresh and warm and tingly from the jacuzzi. A few of them were tired and ready for sleep, but most were still eager to play. They joined in with the crew members and the other guests, exploring all the many delicious permutations of lesbian lovemaking.

* * *

It was warm that night, unusually so, even for June in coastal southern California. It was also unusually still, with hardly a breath of wind. As one woman had put it earlier as a group of them stood at the railing on the sun deck, gazing out at the sea and up at the stars, “The air feels like skin.”

Now, as Angela moved slowly and soundlessly through the main saloon and the dining area in the yacht, where all the guests and many of the crew were slumbering, she saw that very few of them were covered by the quilts. They lay exposed, comfortably and peacefully snoozing in the balmy air, a beautiful tangle of nude feminine bodies, women and girls of all ages in a seemingly random arrangement, one next to the other with many overlapping, a hand on an ankle, an arm over a belly, a leg across a shoulder. Smooth skin, soft curves, shapely limbs, lovely faces…

Feeling quite pleased with herself for what she had accomplished, Angela ascended the spiral staircase to the sky lounge, then stepped out onto the deck and continued up the steep stairs to the highest level. There she found Caroline. It was almost 2:30 AM. The captain had been relieved by Harriet, who was taking watch.

Without saying a word, Angela knelt in front of Caroline, pushing her short skirt up to her waist, and began to eat her pussy.

* * *

By the time any of the guests awoke in the morning, the yacht had raised anchor and was well underway, cruising smoothly. Girls and women gradually roused themselves, yawning, stretching, smiling at the sight they beheld: a sea of naked females all around them.

Showers were taken, and then a sumptuous late breakfast enjoyed, with many happy conversations taking place as everyone compared their reactions to the amazing events of the night before.

They arrived back at the harbor in San Diego in mid-afternoon. Lunch had been a delightful array of Spanish tapas. All agreed they would miss Ana’s cooking.

As they prepared to disembark, Kelly said, “Oh, no, Mom…”

“What is it, honey?” Veronica asked. “Did you lose something?”

“No, but, we have to go back tomorrow, right? Tomorrow’s Saturday. Isn’t that when we’re starting back?”

Veronica smiled and kissed her daughter’s forehead before resuming her packing. “Yes, baby, tomorrow we’re starting back. I know you don’t want it to end, and neither do I, but we have to go home, so —”

“I know, but what am I gonna do without Debby?” Tears brimmed in Kelly’s eyes, then spilled over onto her cheeks.

“Oh, sweetie, come here,” Veronica said, taking the crying girl into her arms. “Hush now, we’ll see Debby again, I’m sure we will.”

“But Mom, I don’t want to leave her,” Kelly sobbed, “not now, not ever!”

“I know, I know, but don’t worry, sweetie, it’s okay… I’ll talk to Bridget, and we’ll see how soon we can arrange something, all right?”

At last, with everything packed up and ready to go, the crew members clustered around the guests on the aft deck and down on the floating dock, exchanging long warm hugs, wet kisses, and promises of staying in touch.

Georgia wrapped Stephanie tightly in her arms, saying, “You will come see us, eh? We’re almost neighbors, right, just in Sausalito.”

“Yes, of course we will.” Stephanie smiled and kissed her sexy friend. “And we’ll expect you and your girls and Caroline and Charlie to visit us too, in San Francisco, often.”

Once the women and girls had completed all their lingering goodbyes, Angela led her group back to the parking lot. They loaded into their two cars and the van for the short drive back to the hotel.

Continue on to Chapter 60

By Naughty Mommy

To keep track of everyone while the cruise on the luxury yacht is underway, you can use this chart.

What was that? 

With her practiced eye, Emma noticed something on one of the security cameras. Unexpected movement in a corridor. She looked more closely.

Then she heard the door to the bridge coming open behind her. After a glance at the digital clock — seeing still another 29 minutes until the shift change (?!) — she swiveled around in her chair.

It was Caroline. The captain was dressed in a smart skirt, crisp white blouse, and a pair of low heels. No bra, however, Emma observed, and no stockings either. Smiling inwardly as she wondered about the presence of panties, she got quickly to her feet.

“Any trouble, ma’am? Anything I can do? The situation’s all clear here.”

“Quite so, all clear,” Caroline smiled. “You’re off duty, my dear, for the rest of the night.”

“But —”

“I’ll take watch. Harriet will relieve me at 2:00. You go have yourself a jolly time.”

“But —”

“No buts. Get your little fanny in there now, and start fucking. That’s an order!”

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you, ma’am,” Emma laughed giddily. She gave the captain a quick kiss on the lips and dashed off to join the fun.

————

Hailey popped up from where she’d been lying on the floor between her mommy’s legs. Her cheeks and chin were dripping with Stephanie’s juices. Swallowing and smiling, licking her lips, the little girl asked, “Is it my turn?”

Stephanie was sitting on the end of the bench, still breathing heavily after her strong orgasm. She was petting Holly, praising her, guiding the child in carefully removing her hand from deep inside a tight young vagina.

“Yes, honey,” Stephanie nodded, “it should be your turn next. As soon as Dani’s ready.”

“I’m ready now,” Dani said, panting and wiping sweat from her brow. “I just want more, and more, and more.”

The tiny blonde teenager was naked on her back but pushed up on her elbows, her slim body flushed with arousal and gleaming with perspiration. No longer a virgin, she’d been fist-fucked by Jordan, then by Charlie, and most recently by Holly.

“But, um, Mommy?” Dani grinned, addressing Stephanie. “Will you… when she does it next, will you lick me?”

Stephanie smiled. Three of the girls among the crew had asked if they could call her ‘Mommy’. Apparently that idea excited them, and the woman was more than happy to go along.

“You want me to lick you?”

“Uh-huh. I want you to lick my pussy, Mommy.”

“Hang about.” It was Georgia, coming up to them. Her 12-year-old daughter Melissa was behind her. Both were nude, of course, as were all the other girls and women in the room. Whatever remnants of ‘pajamas’ anyone had been wearing were long gone.

“You can lick her,” Georgia told Stephanie, nodding toward Dani, “but while you’re doing that, and while this one is fucking her,” she patted Hailey’s shoulder, “I want the other one to fuck you with her fist, eh.” Like most everyone, Georgia couldn’t tell Holly and Hailey apart.

“You want Holly to…” Stephanie began.

“God yeah. And my poppet will fuck me too, at the same time.”

“Sweet as,” Melissa grinned.

Gwen could hardly believe how amazing it was. She’d just had a mind-blowing orgasm while being eaten by 10-year-old Bambi, as the girl’s mother, Angela, kissed and fondled her. It was all so incredibly hot. Smiling and shaking her head in disbelief, Gwen licked her lips as she surveyed the crowd of hot, sweaty women, teens, and young girls surrounding her.

Angela was holding Charlie in her arms, having picked the child up when Caroline departed to relieve Emma. She approached Carol, who was just getting to her feet after coming in Desiree’s mouth. Taking the older woman’s arm, Angela gave her a warm kiss, then said, “Let’s you and I have some fun with this little one, shall we?”

“Well, sure, but… what did you have in mind?” Carol asked with a twinkle in her eye.

“Come.” Angela led her to one of the sofas. Gwen followed them.

Bambi watched her mom go off with Charlie and Carol and Gwen. After licking and fingering Gwen, giving the teen an orgasm, Bambi really wanted to come herself. She rubbed her little pussy as she slowly turned in a circle, assessing potential partners.

Veronica stood, grinning and licking her lips as she looked around. She’d just finished eating Desiree, and was ready for more. She wanted to fuck someone. Her eyes fell on her daughter, Kelly.

Desiree pushed herself up to a sitting position on the floor. She felt fantastic after coming in Veronica’s mouth and bringing Carol at the same time. Lesbian sex with a pair of grownup sisters — that was awesome. At only 15, Desiree was crazy about sex in every possible form. She would do it with anyone, anytime — boys, girls, women, sucking, fucking, masturbating, oral, anal, vaginal, toys, bondage, incest — there was nothing Desiree wouldn’t do as long as it was hot and it felt good.

Bridget was in a chair not far from Desiree. The woman was leaning forward, holding her daughter Debby’s face in her hands, kissing the girl, thanking her. Although she hadn’t seen it happen — because she’d had Carol sitting on her face at the time — Desiree knew the little girl had just fisted her mom. Mmmm, that was really nice, and so dirty. Thinking about it made Desiree’s clit throb. She got to her feet and went to Bridget.

After hurriedly stripping off her shorts and tank top and flinging them into her cabin, Emma arrived nude in the main saloon of the yacht, eager to join the orgy. She found it in full swing.

Emma saw Dani on the padded bench, getting fucked again. One of the little blonde twins was fisting her. The child’s mother, Stephanie, was licking and sucking Dani’s clit. Emma could hear Dani saying, “Lick me, Mommy. Lick my pussy, Mommy.”

The second twin was also doing some fisting. Emma heard Stephanie groan in pleasure as the little blonde pushed her lubricated hand up inside her vagina. Right next to Stephanie, Georgia was being fisted by her own daughter, 12-year-old Melissa. Emma started rubbing her clit, masturbating as she took in the action.

She saw Angela and Carol sitting side by side on one of the long curving sofas. They were kissing wetly while Charlie, Caroline’s tiny 7-year-old daughter, fisted both women at the same time. Lying on the floor between Charlie’s legs, Gwen was licking the little girl, while Julie was crouched between Gwen’s long legs, eating her. On another sofa, Abby was fucking Stacie with the strap-on dildo. Stacie was lying on her back with Jenifer sitting on her face, grinding her pussy into Stacie’s mouth.

Something else caught Emma’s eye. The lithe teen Desiree was mounted upside-down on a leather chair, her face between Bridget’s legs, her slim legs wrapped around the woman’s head,  the two arranged in an acrobatic, deliciously sexy 69. On the floor in front of them, Bambi was lying on top of Debby, Bridget’s little girl, vigorously tribbing with her, while right next to them, Veronica was scissoring with Kelly, fucking her daughter pussy to pussy.

There was more fisting going on too. Emma saw Harriet kneeling on the carpeted floor with Fiona, assisting the young brunette in fucking her mother, Sheila, with her hand. On a sofa close to them, Amanda was doing the same with her mom, Tina, while Eve was deeply involved a hot 69 with her lovely daughter, Paige.

Ana, Jemma, and Jordan were in a little pile on another leather chair, the kids crawling around on the woman, kissing her, licking her, and sucking her nipples as she fondled them and fingered their holes.

With Fiona’s small hand easing up inside Sheila, Harriet turned her attention to Erin, Fiona’s redheaded sister, who was kissing her mom. Harriet knelt between Erin’s legs, pushing them apart, licking her lips as she studied the teenager’s tempting cunt. She lowered her mouth and began eating her.

Now Emma knew what she wanted. Opening a drawer in a cabinet beside her, she removed another strap-on. After quickly fastening it around her, making sure the vaginal extension was firmly inserted into her own wet pussy, Emma rubbed lube on the long, black, heavily-veined cock that stuck out in front of her. Stroking the plastic phallus, she walked over to Harriet, who was hungrily licking Erin.

Emma got down behind the curvy brunette, admiring the celtic tattoo on her back. Still stroking the cock, she fingered Harriet’s anus, pushing a lubricated finger up inside the woman’s ass. Harriet groaned and moved her knees wider apart, arching her pelvis, opening herself to be penetrated. Emma smiled. Pulling out her finger, she leaned in close and licked Harriet’s bunghole, slipping her tongue inside, swirling the tasty ass.

Now Emma straightened up, licking her lips as she placed the tip of the dildo at the opening to Harriet’s rectum. She shoved it in.

“Fuck, yes! Fuck my ass!” Emma heard the woman cry before resuming her eager licking of the redheaded teen.

Fucking, sucking, kissing, licking, tribbing, eating, fisting, fingering — and coming. Over the next fifteen minutes or so, nearly all the women and girls in the room reached orgasm, several of them more than once, in a frenzy of forbidden lust.

* * *

Following several rounds of intense, vigorous sex, the group was in need of another short break. Abby (with her strap-on removed) stepped behind the bar and prepared drinks for those who wanted them, while Jenifer went around with trays of cookies and little dishes of fresh fruit.

The nude women and girls mingled and chatted briefly, kissing and comparing reactions to what had happened so far. Nearly everyone seemed to agree, however, that their fun was not over yet. A strong feeling of sexual energy still pervaded the room.

After a few minutes, the lighting slowly changed, becoming darker and with a red tint added. Desiree and Dani, now wearing knee-high spike-heeled white boots, placed a second long bench next to the first one, forming a platform about five by seven feet. The young blondes also brought out two low round tables, putting one at each end of the room. At the same time, the large video screen descended again from the ceiling and began displaying explicit lesbian porn scenes.

Music started up — a fast, heavy, thumping beat, urgent and exciting. Jumping up onto the little tables, Dani and Desiree started moving in time with the music, looking like go-go dancers as spotlights played over their slim nude bodies. Several of the women, including Sheila, Bridget, Angela, and Carol, decided this would be a good time to masturbate. They settled into chairs and onto sofas, rubbing themselves. Others found partners, seemingly at random, grabbing the nearest girl or woman, kissing and groping, humping and fingering.

Abby sought out Stephanie. “Mommy, I need to come! Will you suck my pussy?”

“Of course! I’d love to!”

Just as they were beginning, with Abby in a chair and Stephanie kneeling in front of the tall blonde, Jenifer joined them, getting down on the floor between Stephanie’s legs, licking her. A few moments later, Veronica mounted Jenifer, scissoring with her.

Georgia was on a sofa with Tina, straddling the pretty brunette, kissing her deeply and grinding their pussies together. Near them, Ana was sitting on Kelly’s face and also licking Debby. Harriet was eating Kelly. Julie was licking and fingering Gwen’s pussy and Eve was sitting on Gwen’s face. Emma was in a 69 with Stacie.

Most of the younger girls had converged into a heap on the floor, small naked bodies writhing together, kissing and giggling, panting and licking.

On the spotlit tables, Desiree and Dani had started doing more than simply dance. Both girls were combining their rhythmic movements with self-pleasuring, squeezing their little breasts, stroking their clits.

Orgasms. Changing partners. New combinations. More kissing and licking and sucking and fucking. More orgasms.

The dancing continued, music thumping, lights flashing, sex rampant. The video screen above now displayed a rapidly changing compilation of lesbian orgy scenes — though few in the crowd were looking at the screen, at least not for more than a second or two, because the hot, sweaty bodies around them were even more exciting.

It went on for nobody knew how long. There was no sense of time passing — all that mattered was the mouth you were kissing, the nipple you were sucking, the cunt you were fingering. Girls and women crawled around, sliding over one another, rolling together, groping, seeking, probing, fucking, coming.

* * *

Eventually, a new pattern emerged. The lights gradually brightened, the music softened, the dancing ended, and the video screen scrolled back up into the ceiling. After drinking another Red Bull, Julie circulated through the group, explaining the next stage to everyone, asking which role participants might like to play.

Tina shivered with excitement as she realized what was about to happen. Taking a deep breath, the young woman made her decision. “I want to be with them,” she said, pointing to Dani and Desiree.

“All right,” Julie smiled.

Erin was standing beside Fiona. She looked at her little sister. “Wanna do it?”

“Um, I… I don’t know,” Fiona swallowed nervously, her eyes wide. “You really think we should?”

“Yeah, come on, it’ll be fun.”

Julie, assisted by Georgia and Harriet, began to strap down the volunteers: Desiree, Dani, Tina, Fiona, Erin, and Emma were bound close together on the large padded platform, lying on their backs, arms at their sides, heads hanging just over one side. After they were in place, Julie brought out a half dozen wand-style vibrating massagers. Using bungie cords, she and her helpers secured the vibrators to the naked girls, centered right on their clits.

With everything set, Julie stood back, admiring the arrangements. She stroked her belly, enjoying the exquisite tension of a very full bladder. Then she turned to the rest of the group, gathered around her in a rough semicircle.

“All right,” Julie said, “who would like to go first?”

“I would!” Sheila raised her hand, stepping forward. She was quickly joined by Angela, Georgia, Bridget, and Veronica.

“Mommy!” Desiree called. “Mommy! Do it on me, okay?”

Julie grinned, nodding toward Stephanie. “She means you.”

Blushing, the blonde came out of the crowd. Hailey and Holly were with her. Stephanie handed her daughters off to Stacie, then joined the other women standing in a row near the platform.

Now it was time. Harriet and Julie switched on the vibrators. Immediately the girls began to squirm. Tightly bound, they could not move much at all and certainly could do nothing about that insistent buzzing atop their clits.

The six women started to masturbate. They stepped very close to the girls, bending their legs a bit so their pussies were directly over the upturned faces. Angela looked down at Emma, Sheila at Erin, Bridget at Fiona, Veronica at Tina, Georgia at Dani — and Stephanie gazed down at Desiree as she rubbed herself.

“Mmmm, do it on me, Mommy!” the pretty teen urged, licking her lips. “Come in my mouth!”

The spectators angled for a better view, surrounding the platform on all sides, pressing in to watch. Most were playing with themselves, highly aroused by the exotic spectacle, the like of which few had ever seen.

The vibrators were doing their job. Already several of the supine girls were getting close to a climax. They all were panting and straining at their bonds, naked bodies gleaming with perspiration. The women above them were working hard too, rubbing their clits or fucking their cunts or doing both.

Emma came first. She writhed and groaned in ecstasy. Less than half a minute later it was Desiree, and after that it was contagious, the others quickly reaching orgasm at almost the same time. The vibrators stayed on, however, buzzing away, stimulating the restrained girls even as they screamed and struggled and sweated.

“Fuck!” Sheila cried. “Fuck!”

When Sheila came, she squirted, spraying hot pussy juice all over her daughter Erin, with some of it splashing on the adjoining girls too, Emma and Fiona. The woman continued fucking herself and kept squirting for the next several seconds, dripping on Erin’s face and body and in her open mouth.

Georgia came next, and her orgasm was even wetter and wilder than Sheila’s. She sprayed all over Dani while also soaking Desiree and Tina. Even the women standing beside Georgia, Veronica and Stephanie, caught some of the woman’s violently juicy climax.

While this was going on, Julie lined up the next set of masturbators, those who wanted to spill their juices into the bound girls’ mouths. She had no shortage of volunteers.

Angela and Veronica both reached climax, almost simultaneously. Veronica dripped only a small amount in Tina’s mouth, but Angela’s orgasm was explosively wet, spraying and soaking not only Emma, but also Erin, Sheila, and some of the nearby spectators.

As those who were finished slowly backed away, others eagerly took their place. Harriet, Eve, Carol, and Stacie stepped up, already vigorously rubbing themselves.

Bridget climaxed, dripping her juices on Erin’s face, and then Stephanie came, not really squirting but definitely gushing, thick gobs of her creamy nectar falling into Desiree’s mouth. When Stephanie and Bridget moved aside, Ana and Jenifer replaced them.

Julie checked on the girls strapped to the platform. They seemed to be all right for the time being, but might not be able to take much more. The sounds of their cries filled the room as they were brought to orgasm again and again by the buzzing vibrators.

Harriet came quickly, spraying on Tina. Then it was Ana coming in Fiona’s mouth and Jenifer in Erin’s mouth. When they finished, the three of them stepped away, with Abby, Gwen, and Kelly taking their places.

After Carol climaxed, dripping all over Dani, Carol’s daughter, Stacie, standing beside her mom, came almost immediately. Like Stephanie, Stacie didn’t squirt, but she gushed profusely, filling Desiree’s hungry mouth. Abby came on Tina, Eve came on Emma, and Gwen came on Fiona. Finally it was Kelly, gasping and groaning as her pussy spasmed, hot juices spilling onto Erin’s face.

The vibrating wands were turned off and the straps removed from the exhausted girls on the platform. They were handed towels and bottles of water and allowed to sit for a minute, resting and regaining their senses. Soon they began getting up one by one and walking slowly away, moving a bit unsteadily but smiling and giggling.

What happened next came as a surprise to many in the room. A group of very young girls were gathered around Julie, listening to her. Now she began arranging them on the benches, the kids lying close together on their backs, arms at their sides, little heads hanging over the end.

It was Amanda, Bambi, Debby, Paige, Charlie, Melissa, Jemma, Holly, Hailey, and Jordan: ten cute girls between ages 7 and 12. With their mothers reassuring the children, Georgia, Harriet, and Julie carefully strapped them down. When they were finished, the kids could barely move.

Four more wand-style vibrators were added to the other six. Each was positioned atop a hairless or nearly hairless slit and secured in place. Julie checked them twice, making sure the wands were set to a lower level of vibration than they had been with the previous group.

While the little girls waited, giggling nervously and turning their heads to look at each other, a line of ten naked women slowly came forward, many already masturbating. They had to bunch in tightly, each woman wrapping an arm around the waist or shoulder of the woman next to her. In a row behind them were more women and teenage girls, all prepared to replace any of the others as soon as they were needed. Most of them were masturbating too.

When all appeared to be set, Julie smiled at the kids and asked, “Okay, is everyone ready?”

She was answered with nods and grins from all ten girls. Julie and Harriet leaned down and started turning on the vibrators. Instantly they heard moans and squeals and saw the children begin to writhe.

The women standing above the girls rubbed themselves. Their eyes looked not only down at the kids but back and forth at one another. It had been agreed that they would attempt, as best they could, to climax at about the same time. That might not be easy, but they would try.

During the next minute or so, no words were said. The only sounds in the room were the soft buzzing of the wands, the moans of the girls, the groans of the women, and the slushy plopping of wet pussies being vigorously fingered.

Someone came too soon. It was Eve. She couldn’t hold back and climaxed before any of the others — but Eve didn’t want to leave. She grunted and gasped, finishing, then started again.

Moments after that, the girls began to come: Bambi first, then Melissa, then Jemma. A few seconds later, Charlie came, then Paige, then Amanda. After her, it was Jordan, followed by Holly and Hailey at the exact same time, and then finally Debby. All ten girls had reached orgasm. Several were already on their way to a second orgasm, and there would be more.

Stephanie gritted her teeth as she stood over Melissa, rubbing her clit. She was right on the edge, almost ready to come, but she desperately wanted to wait. She glanced from side to side, trying to see who else might be ready, looking for signals. Everyone’s face was red. They were all sweating heavily and breathing hard. The smell of pussy in the room was nearly overpowering.

A deep shudder passed through Stephanie, a near climax, but pre-orgasmic. A thick drop of her juices fell from her cunt onto Melissa’s chin, just below her mouth. The girl reached out her tongue, trying to lick it up.

“Mmm, uhh, soon?” That was Angela, two women down from Stephanie, guiding the group. “Everyone, maybe, thirty seconds? Anyone… can’t get there?”

“Okay” “Uh-huh” “Yeah”  Angela received nods and whispers and signs of agreement from all. They were ready.

Meanwhile, more than half of the girls in front of them had reached climax for a second time. The kids were much louder now, starting to squeal as the vibrators droned on, incessantly stimulating their tiny pussies.

Stephanie looked down at Melissa, and then at her own daughters, Hailey and Holly. The twins had their eyes squeezed shut, their mouths hanging open. They were holding hands, fingers white with tension. Suddenly she saw their little bodies jolting, bucking under the straps. It definitely looked as if they were coming.

That was it, she couldn’t wait any longer. Stephanie closed her eyes and held her breath, preparing to gush all over Melissa — and then she heard the call: “Ready? Ready?? Now!!”

Yes!

Stephanie came, loudly and wetly, while around her nine other women came within a few seconds of each other. Several of the women squirted, spraying gooey tasty liquids all over the little girls.

The kids were coming too, of course. How could they not, with those vibrators buzzing and buzzing?

Panting, dripping, many still shuddering with residual spasms, the first line of women broke up and moved away. The next row quickly replaced them. It wasn’t entirely women this time. Half of this group were teenagers.

Again they bunched in close, arms around each other, and again they masturbated — although in this round they had less success in timing their orgasms and really didn’t try very hard to do so. They came when they wanted to, most of them climaxing as soon as they could, within a minute or less. Everyone was so highly aroused that it took very little additional stimulation to put them over the top.

Some backed off when they finished climaxing, but others stayed put, wanting to come again and again on top of the little girls. Each one who moved aside was replaced by another eager to come hard and drip her pussy juice on the children.

At last, it wound down. The masturbators were drained, spent, depleted. They collapsed onto sofas and chairs, or simply onto the floor.

Harriet and Julie shut off the vibrators and removed all the straps. The panting, sweaty, cum-covered little girls were given wet washcloths, clean towels, and bottles of water. Most recovered surprisingly fast, soon sitting up and chattering, laughing together as they compared their sexy experiences.

Continue on to Chapter 59

By Naughty Mommy

To keep track of everyone while the cruise on the luxury yacht is underway, you can use this chart.

It took a few minutes for Paige to relax with Amanda on top of her and then really start to get into what the girl was doing. Both kids were naked, lying on the carpeted floor of the main saloon in the Carte Blanche, surrounded by more than two dozen other women and girls. All were nude or practically nude, and all were engaged in some form of lesbian sex.

Paige had seen tribbing before, had watched it happen, but this was her first time to experience it. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was supposed to do, being on the bottom… but as Amanda continued moving back and forth on her, and as Paige forced herself to stop thinking so much and just be in the moment, her response occurred naturally.

She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of the girl’s body on hers. As Paige opened her legs a little wider and started rocking her pelvis in time with Amanda’s actions, their smooth pussies came together. Arousal increased, juices began to flow, their labia parted, erect clits met and kissed.

Paige shuddered and wrapped her arms more tightly around Amanda. Yes, this is what she’d wanted to feel. She crossed her ankles behind the girl’s bottom. Amanda moved faster. Paige bucked beneath her. They were both very wet, really fucking now, getting hot and quickly getting close. The bees were buzzing like crazy inside Paige — that pulsing, swirling, tingling vibration that told her she was almost ready to come.

Above them, the girls’ mothers were watching — and not only watching, but also having sex. Tina was fucking Eve with her finger while she watched her little girl, Amanda, fuck Eve’s daughter pussy to pussy. Eve had an arm around Tina’s waist. Her other hand was between Tina’s legs, rubbing her clit. The women kissed a few times but mostly kept their eyes on the girls, occasionally talking to them, encouraging them.

On the padded bench in the center of the room, Charlie now had her hand all the way up inside Dani’s vagina, fisting the teenager. Dani’s head was thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut, face in a grimace. She was breathing hard, her body gleaming with a sheen of sweat. Julie was leaning over Dani, licking and sucking her clit. Meanwhile, Bambi was kneeling on the floor between Julie’s legs, eating her, and Julie was getting very close herself.

Lifting her face briefly from Dani’s crotch, Julie said to Bambi, “Wait, wait, wait, honey — not so fast — I don’t wanna come yet.”

“Okay,” Bambi giggled. She knew that some women were that way. They liked to get right to the edge and stay there. She could do that for her. Although only 10 years old, Bambi was extremely experienced sexually. She delighted in giving pleasure to women and girls, doing whatever would excite them the most.

Watching Charlie with Dani, Holly said, “Mommy, I… I wanna try that. Can I? Can I do it after that other girl? After Charlie?”

Stephanie studied her daughter’s face. Holly’s eyes were wide, her look bright and eager. Turning to Hailey, sitting on her other knee, Stephanie saw the same expression.

Hailey nodded, “Yeah, I wanna do it too. I really really want to. Can I, Mommy, after Holly?”

“Yes, well, I suppose you both can, assuming Dani is still ready for more,” Stephanie told the girls, kissing their cheeks. “We’ll have to see how she feels first, all right?”

The twins nodded in unison. “Okay.”

Stephanie hugged the kids, arms wrapped around their little waists. Her fingers were between her daughters’ legs, fondling their bald pussies. She kissed their cheeks again, feeling deep love and strong lust in equal measure.

Gwen gasped as the big plastic cock pushed even deeper inside her. She had never felt anything remotely like this in her entire life. Abby, the tall blonde 19-year-old, was fucking Gwen with a strap-on dildo, standing behind her, holding the girl’s hips, slowly guiding the pink phallus in and out of Gwen’s pussy.

It was hard for Gwen to think, or even to see anything. Her eyes were watering, her heart pounding, her clit throbbing. She was leaning over the bench and had been fingering Charlie while the little girl fisted Dani. But now, as she felt an orgasm quickly approaching while Abby fucked her, Gwen’s hand between Charlie’s legs was almost still. She tried to catch her breath but couldn’t. She dropped her head, resting it on Charlie’s little bottom. Grunting, gasping, Gwen started to come.

Georgia and Bridget were in a chair, with Bridget seated and Georgia straddling the brunette. They were kissing deeply, Georgia grinding her pussy into the other woman’s lap. Bridget’s little girl, Debby, was in a chair next to theirs, Bridget reaching across to hold her hand.

Melissa, Georgia’s oldest daughter, was kneeling in front of Debby, licking her. Lying on the floor under Melissa was Kelly. She had a finger up inside the 12-year-old and was sucking her clit. Jemma, Georgia’s younger daughter, only 8 years old, was eating Kelly, while Carol was on her back beneath Jemma. The woman had a hand working between her own legs, masturbating while she hungrily licked the child’s pussy.

Carol’s daughter, Stacie, was near them, kneeling on the floor with her face buried between Ana’s thighs, eating the curvy chef, who was seated on a sofa. Ana, meanwhile, was holding Jordan, Stacie’s little girl, her hands cupping the child’s bottom, pulling her hairless pussy to her mouth — and 7-year-old Jordan was basically riding the woman’s tongue. It wasn’t quite the same as playing Pony, but it was close enough. Jordan was almost ready to come.

As Gwen climaxed, Abby didn’t stop, not even for a moment. She continued fucking the tall athletic teenager from behind, holding her firmly by the hips, shoving the strap-on deep inside her cunt.

On a sofa nearby, Angela was lying naked on her back, legs spread wide. Jenifer, Ana’s daughter, was crouched on the sofa, finger-fucking the blonde and licking her clit. Harriet, the yacht’s very curvy engineer, was kneeling beside Angela, fondling and sucking her nipples.

Then Angela said, “Fuck my tits!”

Harriet lifted her mouth from a breast. “Eh?”

“Fuck my tits. I want your fucking pussy on my tits. Fuck my nipples with your cunt.”

Grinning, Harriet got to her feet. The nude woman climbed onto the sofa and positioned her thick pussy lips directly over a stiff nipple. After parting her labia with her fingers, she lowered herself and began to fuck Angela’s tit.

“Lord, but you are delectable,” Caroline murmured, after another swallow of Erin’s copious juices.

Raising her head slightly for a good look at the teenager’s luscious pussy, Caroline licked her lips. She gazed at the swollen pink labia, at the thatch of curly orange-red pubic hair matted with Caroline’s saliva and the girl’s fluids, at the beckoning dark hole of her vagina. With a smile, she lowered her mouth again and slithered her tongue deep inside Erin, pushing into her cunt as far as it would go before pulling her tongue out again.

She swallowed, and sighed with pleasure, “Lord, so delectable.”

Erin loved being eaten that way. It reminded her of the things her mother, Sheila, would do when they made love. And Erin loved eating pussy too. Right now her lips and tongue were working on Fiona, her little sister, bringing the girl close to climax.

Meanwhile, Fiona was supposed to be licking Caroline. They were on the floor in a three-way daisy chain. The 12-year-old was finding it very difficult, however, to focus on the pussy in front of her when she was feeling all squirmy and hot and jittery — getting ready to come. Fiona really tried her best, though. She took a deep breath and sucked even more intently on the erect clit between her lips.

A loud cry, almost a scream, signaled an orgasm. It was Veronica. She was sitting on a bar stool, pulling Desiree’s face hard against her pussy, coming in her mouth. Right after that, others followed quickly. It seemed to be contagious.

With her face still pulled tightly into Veronica’s crotch, Desiree came as Sheila licked and fingered her from behind. Gwen then climaxed again as Abby fucked her, and Dani came very loudly with Charlie fisting her. On the floor beside the bench, Paige squealed as a powerful orgasm surged through her. Seconds later, Amanda climaxed on top of Paige, fucking her friend, pussy to pussy. When Eve saw her daughter Paige reach orgasm, she came too, with Amanda’s mother, Tina, finger-fucking her.

Jordan came in Ana’s face, riding her hard, and then Ana was ready too. She’d been holding back, waiting for Jordan, but now the woman let go, flooding Stacie’s mouth with her juices.

Georgia climaxed nearby, kissing and humping Bridget, shuddering and groaning, squirting all over the woman’s lap.

As soon as Eve finished coming, she returned her focus to Tina, masturbating the cute young woman with the dimples, rubbing Tina’s clit and soon bringing her to orgasm as they gazed down at their naked daughters intertwined on the floor.

Not far away from them on the carpeted floor, Fiona came in Erin’s mouth, and a few seconds after that, Erin climaxed in Caroline’s mouth.

A chain reaction occurred next. Debby reached orgasm with Melissa licking her, and then in quick succession Melissa came in Kelly’s mouth, Kelly came in Jemma’s mouth, Jemma came in Carol’s mouth, and finally Carol brought herself with her fingers.

Angela grabbed Harriet, pulling the full-bodied woman off her tit and onto her face. She wanted that fleshy cunt in her mouth. She wanted to make her come, taste her juices.

It didn’t take long. Harriet was extremely turned on from riding Angela’s nipples, fucking them with her pussy. Now as she felt the blonde woman’s tongue expertly licking her clit, and felt a finger reaching up inside her — no, it was two fingers, one in her cunt and one in her ass — she closed her eyes and welcomed the delicious onset of a huge wet climax. Blimey, Harriet loved sex!

Most of the orgasms were over, but not all.

After drenching Bridget’s lap as she came on top of her, Georgia slid down onto the floor, kneeling between the woman’s legs. She fastened her mouth over Bridget’s pussy, licking and sucking, and in less than half a minute Bridget was coming in her mouth.

Jenifer continued working on Angela. She thought she might already have made her come at least once, although she wasn’t certain. Angela moved a lot, almost constantly humping and bucking her cunt against Jenifer’s lips and tongue and fingers. It was hard to tell if she was actually climaxing or just very aroused.

But Jenifer kept it up, licking and sucking and rubbing while also glancing up occasionally at Harriet, watching the woman ride Angela’s face. Then she was rewarded. Only seconds after she heard Harriet cry out, making a sound Jenifer knew from experience meant she was coming, Angela climaxed too. And this time it was unmistakable: a huge shudder of her exquisite body, and then a sudden gush of thick sweet-tasting fluids from her vagina into Jenifer’s mouth. The younger woman smiled, swallowing and savoring the taste, so pleased to bring this beautiful woman sexual satisfaction.

The final orgasm of that round was Gwen’s. She came for the third time with Abby fucking her, and that was enough. “That’s all, please, no more,” the girl begged.

Carefully, gently, Abby withdrew the plastic cock from Gwen’s vagina. Without unstrapping it from her waist, she twisted the phallus piece, releasing the connection, and raised it to her mouth. Abby wanted a taste of Gwen. As she sucked on the dildo, the tall slender blonde slowly looked around the room, wondering who she should fuck next.

Bambi got up from where she’d been kneeling in front of Julie. As requested, she had not brought her to a climax. Trembling and smiling a bit unsteadily, Julie patted the girl on the shoulder and thanked her. Bambi noticed that she was caressing her belly too, which was sort of bulging. She remembered then that she had seen Julie drinking an awful lot of stuff during their earlier break.

The blonde child smiled to herself. She’d heard about that too, though she hadn’t actually seen it before. Something about having to pee and not doing it was supposed to get some people super excited. And that was cool. Whatever would make anyone happy was fine with her.

Then Bambi turned to Gwen, who was leaning heavily on the bench next to Charlie. Sweat dripped from Gwen’s face. She panted heavily, gasping for air, swallowing repeatedly. Bambi lightly stroked her hair, kissing her shoulder. Gwen smiled weakly at her.

Eve came over to her daughter. “Sweetheart, how are you doing? Are you okay?”

Finally starting to catch her breath, Gwen looked up. “I’m, uh… I’m great, Mom, I mean… so, so, fucking great… that was awesome!”

Abby now knew who would be next. She hooked the dildo back onto the strap around her waist, then reached down and picked up the bottle of lube, preparing for another entry.

Julie went to Dani, leaning over the girl, stroking her brow. “Hey hon, how you feeling?”

“Omigod, just — just — I want more!”

Chuckling, Julie said, “All right, babe, you can have more. I’m sure you’ll have plenty of volunteers.”

After kissing both Erin and Fiona, thanking them, Caroline got up from the floor. She hadn’t climaxed with Fiona licking her, but that was fine. She’d had a wonderful time eating Erin, and anyway, she had a sure-fire method of reaching a mind-blowing orgasm anytime she wanted one.

The captain stepped over to the bench, taking her little girl, Charlie, into her arms. The child’s hand and wrist were covered with Dani’s juices. Caroline kissed Charlie on the mouth, and the girl responded, happily parting her lips. Mother and daughter kissed deeply, tongues playing.

Stephanie got to her feet. Holding the twins’ hands in hers, she said to Julie and Dani, “Can she… is it all right if Holly goes next? And then Hailey after her?”

Dani nodded, grinning, “Sure, that sounds great! I love having little girls fuck me!”

Harriet finished coming in Angela’s mouth. Cor, but that was a big one. The woman shuddered a few more times, then slowly lifted herself off the sexy blonde’s face. Angela smiled up at her, licking her lips. As Harriet stood, Angela swung her legs around, sitting up. Harriet sat heavily beside her on the sofa, panting, still feeling residual spasms from her powerful orgasm.

Angela turned to Jenifer, taking both hands in hers. She tenderly kissed the young woman’s fingers. “¡Les agradezco mucho, encantadora chica!” 

Jenifer beamed. “¡De nada, mujer muy hermosa!” 

They kissed, twice, and then Angela got up, going over to Gwen.

Even while Angela had been involved with Jenifer and Harriet, she’d sensed what else was going on in the room, particularly with her own daughter, Bambi, but also with her special friends, Eve, Gwen, and Paige. Now she was concerned with Gwen, who was being attended by her mother, Eve, and also by Bambi.

Angela approached the tall teenager, placing a hand on her cheek, then gently kissing her mouth. “How are you, love?” she asked.

“I’m, uh, I’m good. Did you see, um, did you see what happened?”

“Yes, I did,” Angela smiled, “or, anyway, I knew what happened. You seemed to be enjoying yourself.”

“Yeah, that’s for sure. It was great.”

They stepped away from the bench, making room so Stephanie could lift her daughter, Holly, onto it. Julie helped Stephanie apply some lube to the little girl’s hand and arm.

From her seat on the sofa, Harriet caught a glimpse of something that made her clit start to throb again. She put a hand between her legs, rubbing herself. Harriet loved redheads. What grabbed her attention now was Erin. She saw the girl sitting on the floor with her little sister, that tiny brunette, Fiona, also mighty fit.

Harriet got up and went over to them. Both girls smiled as they saw the woman coming their way. Putting on what she hoped was her most seductive look, Harriet said, “Would you fancy a muff dive with me then?”

Stephanie and Julie showed Holly what to do. Dani’s vagina was well-expanded by this point, loose and warm and wet. Holly’s little hand was still a tight fit, but there wasn’t much resistance. Her bunched fingers slipped in up to the first knuckle, then the second knuckle, as Dani groaned in pleasure.

“Hailey, honey,” Stephanie said to her other daughter, “lay down on the floor, okay? Right under me.”

“Under you?”

“That’s right, baby. I want you to… lick me, while I’m watching Holly.”

“Okay.”

Hailey arranged herself under her mommy. Stephanie knelt, lowering her pussy onto Hailey’s face, gasping and shivering with excitement as the child begin to lick her.

Caroline set Charlie down. The little girl got to her knees. She knew what was wanted. Standing with her feet wide apart, Caroline reached between her legs and pulled open her labia, exposing her cunt to the 7-year-old. Charlie smiled. She licked her lips, and then, with her tongue at the side of her mouth, placed the tips of her still-wet fingers at the opening to her mother’s vagina and began to push her hand up inside.

“Hey,” Abby said to Eve.

“Oh, hi.”

“You saw me fucking your daughter?”

“Uh, yes, I did.”

“Now I want to fuck you.”

“What?”

Abby held the plastic cock in her hand, brandishing it. “I want to fuck your cunt. I fucked the daughter, now I want to fuck the mom.”

Sheila stood, wiping her mouth, sucking her fingers, enjoying the flavor of Desiree’s pussy. Now she wanted more sex with more young girls. As she turned to survey the room, her eyes fell on Paige, the 11-year-old stunner, lying on the floor with 10-year-old Amanda on top of her.

“Oh, Jesus Christ, yes,” Sheila said to herself. Ever since she’d met Paige the first time and then masturbated in the bathroom at the party while fantasizing about her, she’d badly wanted to fuck the girl. This was her chance, at last.

The auburn-haired woman massaged her breasts, pinching the nipples. She squeezed her legs together and licked her lips. Then she went over to the girls.

Desiree straightened up, grinning at Veronica, who slipped off the bar stool and wrapped her arms around the teen. They kissed, Veronica tasting herself on the young blonde’s lips.

After she’d finished climaxing in Ana’s mouth, Jordan had slid down into the buxom woman’s arms. Ana hugged and kissed the girl, soothing her, petting her. Stacie, Jordan’s mom, got up from where she’d been kneeling between Ana’s thighs. She sat beside them on the long curving sofa, and joined Ana in caressing and kissing the panting child.

Jenifer, Ana’s daughter, came over to them. She took a seat next to Stacie, gently rubbing her arm. Stacie smiled at her, then said, “Do you, um, do you want my daughter too?”

“No,” the smoky brunette shook her head, “she is, for me, ah… demasiado pequeña.”

Stacie frowned. She knew almost no Spanish.

“She say this girl is still too small, too young for her,” Ana explained, patting Jordan’s back. “My daughter, she likes girls, women, her same age. Teenagers, maybe, pero not this young.”

Jenifer pointed to Stacie. “I want you. YOU.”

“Oh! Okay, that sounds good,” Stacie grinned.

Georgia lifted her mouth from between Bridget’s legs. She grinned as she saw that Bridget was still overcome after her recent climax, panting, eyes closed, hands clutching her breasts. Georgia turned, looking for someone, a trio of someones — and found them.

Bridget’s little girl Debby was in a chair right next to them. The 9-year-old was recovering from her own orgasm, breathing hard but otherwise doing fine, smiling broadly, her cute face aglow with excitement. Georgia noticed the adorable gap between Debby’s front teeth. What a charmer she was!

“Debby, sweet,” Georgia held her hand out to the girl, beckoning, “come here, love.”

At the same time she motioned to her own daughters, Melissa and Jemma. Melissa got up from in front of Debby, where she’d been licking her. Debby slid out of the chair and came to Georgia.

Jemma stood up too. The 8-year-old had just finished eating Kelly while at the same time being eaten by Carol. She was grinning happily. This was not an especially unusual occurrence for her. She and her sister and her mum often had group sex with lots of other women and girls. Jemma loved it. She couldn’t get enough.

Georgia took Jemma’s hand. She was already holding Debby’s. Then she said to Melissa, “Be an angel, and fetch the lube right quick, eh?”

The 12-year-old nodded and stepped over to grab the bottle. She handed it to her mother.

Bridget took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Something was going on, but she wasn’t quite sure what. She watched as Georgia, the sexy blonde first mate from New Zealand, squirted and rubbed a glistening liquid all over Debby’s hand and lower arm, then did the same with Jemma.

Kelly pushed herself up on an elbow, cocking her head, puzzled. What were they going to do?

Veronica and Desiree finished kissing. After tweaking the cute girl’s nose, loving the way she giggled, Veronica led Desiree over to Carol. The older woman was sitting on the floor, leaning back on her hands and looking around, smiling contentedly. Veronica knew that her big sister had made all this possible, splitting the cost of the luxury yacht excursion with Angela.

“Feeling proud of yourself?” Veronica grinned.

Carol looked up at them, winking, “Damn right. This couldn’t have turned out any better, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Sure, absolutely, it’s fantastic. But we’re not done yet. I think I saw you making eyes at this little beauty earlier tonight.” Veronica indicated the diminutive teen. “Would you like to sit on her pretty face now, and have her eat your pussy?”

Rubbing her hands together, Carol chuckled, “Would I? You bet I would!”

Abby had Eve bent over one end of the padded bench, just past the spot where Holly was fisting Dani. Eve grunted, taking the swift thrusts as Abby fucked her from behind with the dildo. She could hear the tall blonde muttering, apparently to herself, “Fuck the mom, fuck the mom, I’m fucking Mommy, fucking Mommy, I’m fucking Mommy!”

Next to them, Angela was kissing Gwen, holding her face in her hands, murmuring softly to her, soothing the teenager — while also arousing her with her kisses. Gwen’s hands had gone to Angela’s breasts, feeling the perfect globes, fondling the hard nipples. And down on the floor, kneeling between their legs, Bambi was doing some soothing of her own, gently licking Gwen’s pussy.

After finishing another bottle of water, Julie came over to Angela. Now she crouched behind the woman, spreading her butt cheeks, peering in at the puckered asshole. She licked her, rimming her, hearing Angela moan in response. Julie slid a hand between the blonde’s legs, rubbing her labia, feeling her wetness. As she continued licking, she slid a finger up inside Angela, fucking her cunt.

“Can we do Pony-Pony?” Jordan said to Ana. The little girl was completely rested now after her orgasm and ready for more.

“Pony-Pony?” Ana smiled, shaking her head. “I do not know this. What is it?”

“It’s a game. A good game. I know how.”

“Okay, mi dulce niña,” the woman nodded, “you show me how.”

“You lay down.”

Ana did, and Jordan climbed on top of her.

Bridget was shocked, stunned, surprised — not appalled or anything like that, in fact she was very excited — but she certainly hadn’t anticipated this!

Under Georgia’s guidance, Debby had placed her lubricated fingers at the entrance to Bridget’s vagina. Now she was beginning to push them in. Bridget’s 9-year-old daughter was going to fist her! Her own little girl was going to fuck her cunt!!

At the same time, Jemma was crouching between Georgia’s legs, pushing her small hand up inside her mother. It made the child smile. She loved doing this. Almost as long as she could remember, since she was just tiny, she’d been able to play games like this with her mum and her sis.

Kelly watched what Debby and Jemma were doing for maybe half a minute, her eyes wide, mouth hanging open. Then she noticed Melissa, Jemma’s big sister, getting into position under the little girl, starting to eat her.

Now Kelly was inspired, motivated. She quickly just scooted over and put her head under Debby, between her legs. She pulled her lover’s sweet hairless pussy down to her mouth and began to lick.

Standing naked near the center of the room, Tina slowly turned in a circle. She saw middle-aged women, young women, teenagers, adolescents, even several little girls as young as 7 or 8 years old, friends, lovers, mothers, daughters, aunts, nieces, sisters — all having sex. So much was happening everywhere, all around her, almost any variation you could imagine. What a thing to see!

On the floor at her feet, Sheila was on top of Paige, tribbing with her, fucking her. The woman had told Amanda, Tina’s daughter, to stay close, right alongside Paige, because she would be next. Both girls seemed more than happy to comply.

How very far Tina had come in less than a week: from being almost totally inexperienced (except with her daughter) to arriving at this incredible lesbian orgy, where she could do anything she wanted with anyone she wanted. But who should she choose?

Then she saw Jenifer arranging herself on one of the sofas, lying on her back, helping Stacie to sit on her face. Jenifer was exceptionally beautiful, with that dark exotic Mediterranean appeal and a spectacular figure. Tina never would have believed before this that she could have sex with a woman like that. But now she could.

She took a few steps over to her, placing a hand on Jenifer’s knee. After a quick glance, Jenifer smiled and spread her legs apart, arching her pelvis, openly offering her pussy to Tina.

Emma paced back and forth on the bridge. It would still be another 45 minutes until she could join the fun again. Could she wait that long? She would have to. She had no choice.

Cursing again in colorful Greek, she sat down once more at the monitors to watch. Then she smiled. If nothing else, this was by far the hottest pornography she had ever seen. No matter where you looked or however long you searched, you would never find anything more erotic than this. She slid a hand back down inside her shorts.

Almost as if on cue, within seconds after Emma took her seat, the orgasms started coming in rapid-fire, one after another.

Dani climaxed again, with Holly fisting her this time. As she witnessed that, Stephanie came in Hailey’s mouth, gushing all over her little girl’s face. Caroline reached a screaming orgasm with her daughter Charlie fucking her cunt with her fist. Pounded from behind by the strap-on dildo, Eve climaxed. On the floor nearby, Sheila furiously humped Paige, fucking the gorgeous 11-year-old until the girl cried out in climactic passion. Sheila quickly came too, on top of Paige, and then immediately shifted just to the side, mounting Amanda, fucking the 10-year-old with her pussy.

Georgia came with her daughter Jemma fisting her, and a few moments later Jemma came in her big sister Melissa’s mouth. Debby came right after that with Kelly licking her, and when Bridget saw this, she came too with Debby’s hand up inside her cunt. A daisy-chain on the floor near them yielded three almost simultaneous orgasms: Erin coming in Fiona’s mouth, Fiona coming in Harriet’s mouth, and Harriet coming in Erin’s mouth. Sitting atop Desiree, grinding her pussy on the teenager’s face, Carol exploded into orgasm. Desiree followed a minute later, climaxing as Veronica licked her.

On the long curving sofa, Jenifer brought Stacie to orgasm, and then Jenifer came in Tina’s mouth. Next to them, Jordan moved faster-faster-faster on top of the pretty lady with the big boobs, playing Pony-Pony with her. Both reached climax at the same moment. With Angela kissing her and Bambi licking her, Gwen experienced a long, shuddering, delicious orgasm. Angela came just after her, brought off by Julie’s finger-fucking in both holes.

Finally, after the staccato bursts of more than twenty loud orgasms in the space of a few minutes, the room gradually began to quiet. Scattered moans and gasps and sighs could be heard, and the air was, of course, flooded with the intoxicating aroma of feminine ecstasy.

The action wasn’t quite finished, however. Sheila was still fucking Amanda, intent on bringing the little girl. That didn’t take much longer. Sheila humped and humped and humped — then Amanda started to come, Sheila came — and beside them, Paige came as well, masturbating as she watched the sexy display.

Caroline, too, wanted one more orgasm, urging Charlie to pump her fist harder and harder up inside her. The child happily did as her mother asked, and soon the final ecstatic cries rang out, “Yes! Fuck me! Fuck Mummy! Fuck Mummy! Yes! Mummy’s coming, little girl!!”

Continue on to Chapter 58

By Naughty Mommy

To keep track of everyone while the cruise on the luxury yacht is underway, you can use this chart.

The first round of the orgy was complete.

Eleven pre-teen girls were involved, along with six teenagers and fifteen women. All had achieved climax at about the same time, within the space of less than a minute, though most of the orgasms were a result of either masturbation or fingering or humping. There was no oral sex right then, because everyone was too eager to watch Jordan fisting Dani.

Now, that was finished. Dani was definitely no longer a virgin. Her night was far from over, however. Many of the women and several of the girls wanted to have her too. It was a rare opportunity to be part of a young girl’s first real sexual experience.

Julie, on her knees next to Dani, kissed her softly on the mouth, then whispered, “You okay, baby?”

“Yeah, ohhh, yeah,” Dani grinned. The girl’s face was flushed and shiny with sweat, her eyes hooded. She appeared to be dazed, but also very happy. “I want more.”

“All right,” Julie chuckled, patting her shoulder. “You can have more, as much as you want. But maybe you should rest a minute first.”

The sensual curvy chef, Ana, moved in closer to where Dani lay on the padded bench with Jordan straddling her leg. At 43, Ana was one of the two oldest women on the yacht (the captain, Caroline, was the same age, though a couple of months younger).

Getting slowly to her feet, Julie smiled at Ana, then nodded at Veronica and Carol. The women, sisters, had been coaching Jordan, who was Carol’s granddaughter. Both brought themselves to climax with their own fingers within seconds after Dani reached orgasm. Jordan came a moment later while humping Dani’s leg.

Veronica took a deep breath. “Okay,” she said, mostly to herself, as she patted Jordan on the bare rump. The little brunette seemed to be nearly asleep. Jordan was breathing softly, eyes closed, mouth slightly open, cheek resting on Dani’s belly.

Ana, who was well-endowed with a 40D chest, had a fetish. She liked young girls, the younger the better. She’d already had sex that evening with 10-year-old Bambi, licking the child’s hairless pussy, making her come in her mouth. And now she wanted Jordan, who was only 7.

As she massaged her own breasts, tweaking the stiff dark nipples, Ana said, “Buenas noches.”

“Buenas noches,” replied Veronica. Carol did not say anything, but gave the woman a wink. Julie just smiled.

“I would like her, the little one,” Ana said, indicating Jordan. “May I have her?”

Carol looked over at Stacie, Jordan’s mother. The younger woman was crouching on the floor behind Veronica, fingers still up inside her pussy. She’d had two very powerful orgasms while watching her daughter fuck Dani. Hearing the conversation, Stacie opened her eyes. She smiled weakly at Ana.

“Yes, you can have her,” Stacie nodded. “She… I mean, I’m sure she’ll be glad to. She loves sex.”

“Gracias.” Ana’s gaze went from Stacie to the little girl. She licked her lips.

“Well, but first…” murmured Veronica. She knew that the next step would be rather delicate: removing Jordan’s arm from inside Dani.

She patted the child’s bottom again, a bit harder this time. “Hey, sweetie, you awake in there?”

“Oh, um, yeah.” Jordan raised her head, blinking her eyes.

“So, honey, you need to carefully take your hand out of her now, okay?”

“Wow!” Jordan giggled. She appeared surprised to find that her arm was embedded past the wrist inside Dani’s body.

“All right,” instructed Veronica, “let me ask, is your hand still in a fist? Like this?” She showed her fist.

“Um, lemme see.” Jordan stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth as she thought about it. Then she nodded, “Yeah, it is.”

“Okay, so what I want you to do is — very slowly, start to pull your hand out and at the same time let your fingers relax and go straight again.” Veronica demonstrated with her own hand. “Can you do that?”

“Yeah, okay.”

Stephanie slowly shook her head, trying to catch her breath, marveling at how astonishing and wonderful it all was. As they watched Jordan fucking Dani, she’d been fondling her daughters, Hailey and Holly, playing with their hairless pussies. Although the twins still had their nighties on, their panties were gone, as were Stephanie’s. Amazingly, she had been able to bring both girls to orgasm at almost the same time by rubbing their clits — and then, only a few seconds after that, she’d had a lovely climax too, brought on merely by squeezing her legs together, and, of course, by thinking about what she was doing.

Her body was still trembling, vagina dripping, clit throbbing. It wouldn’t take much more for her to come again. But there was no hurry for that. Plenty of time.

She was on her knees, the twins leaning back against her chest, her arms wrapped around their waists. Both were still breathing hard. Stephanie kissed them each on the cheek. They opened their eyes and turned toward her, smiling. More sweet mother-daughter kisses were shared.

At a signal from Caroline, Abby left the assembled group and went toward the galley. She returned a minute later pushing a cart that had been prepared earlier. The nude young blonde went around the room offering drinks to everyone. There were shots of Red Bull and vodka for the women and for some of the teens who were allowed to try it. Most of the girls drank small glasses of Coca-Cola, but there were also fruit juices and bottles of spring water for those who preferred that.

“Are you guys, like, on the boat all the time?” Kelly asked Melissa. “I mean, do you live on it or something?”

“No,” Melissa grinned, “we live in a house in Sausalito where we go to school and stuff, eh? But sometimes in the summer we do stay on the yacht.”

“Sausalito? Cool! That’s close to San Francisco, where we live.”

Kelly and Debby were standing with Georgia’s daughters, Melissa and Jemma, chatting and sipping their refreshments. The younger girls had Cokes, while Kelly was working on a Red Bull and vodka. Her two moms sometimes would let her drink a small amount of wine, but this was her first time trying anything harder. She didn’t really like it much.

Jordan’s hand was out of Dani’s vagina. The child looked at her fingers. They were gleaming with pussy juice, and wrinkled, like she’d been in the bath too long. She smiled and licked them.

“Mmm, that looks really good,” said Veronica. Grinning, she took Jordan’s wrist, pulling the gooey fingers to her mouth.

“Wait, I want some too!” laughed Desiree. She’d stayed close to Dani the whole time during the fisting, holding her hand and talking to her. Now she wanted a taste of that pussy, or at least of her friend’s juices.

“Yeah,” said Melissa to Kelly. “Actually we live with Caroline and Charlie, you know, in their house, eh? Well, our house now. Mum and her are, like, lovers and stuff. We came here to live with them about a year ago, from New Zealand.”

“Wow, New Zealand? That’s a long way. Do you guys like it here?”

“It’s all good,” Melissa shrugged.

Jemma piped up, “I like it here. I like Charlie.”

“Yeah, hard out!” Melissa giggled. “They sleep in the same bed, in the same room as me. It’s a small house, aye, only two bedrooms. But they’re always humping each other heaps, Jemma and Charlie. You should see ‘em.”

“I like Charlie,” Jemma repeated, grinning sheepishly.

“Sweet as,” Melissa told her sister. “Like Mum always says, the more fucking the better. Girls should fuck other girls as much as they can.”

Kelly laughed, nodding excitedly. Just then Abby came by again with the drink cart. After taking one more sip of her shot, and grimacing, Kelly traded it in for a Coke.

Jordan’s hand was clean now, Dani’s juices all licked off. Between them Desiree and Veronica had seen to that. Stacie gently picked up Jordan, hugging and kissing her naked 7-year-old daughter.

Ana stood beside Stacie, a hand resting on her shoulder, the other still fondling her own breast.

“Muy bonita,” she said, taking the hand from her bosom to pet Jordan’s hair. “Una niñita tan encantadora…”

Together they went over to a nearby sofa. Stacie set Jordan down. Leaning close to the child, their foreheads almost touching, she asked, “Is it all right if Miss Ana plays with you? Would you like that?”

“Uh-huh,” Jordan nodded. “I like her, she’s pretty. Except, um — can I suck her nipples first?”

“Sure you can,” Stacie giggled. “I’m sure she would like that very much.”

Veronica stood up, smiling seductively at Desiree across the bench. The slim little blonde returned the smile. Without breaking eye contact, Veronica walked slowly around the bench, then took both of Desiree’s hands in hers. “You know, you are totally fucking hot.”

“Oh, thanks! You’re, I mean, I think you’re really sexy too.”

“How old are you again?”

“I’m 15, almost 16.”

“Nice. You’re such a little thing, though, you look even younger.”

“I know,” Desiree giggled. “Sometimes my mom will pretend I’m only about 11 or 12 when, you know, while we’re doing it, so it’s like when we started…”

“When you first started having sex?”

“Uh-huh.”

“That’s hot.”

Sheila came up behind Veronica, putting a hand on her bottom. “Hey, you’re not going to monopolize this scrumptious little morsel, are you?”

Veronica laughed, “No, of course not. What do you think, Desiree? Would you like to fuck both of us at once?”

“Mmmmmm… that sounds awesome.”

Desiree’s mom, Julie, was perched on the end of the bench beside Dani, who was now sitting up. Dani was sipping a Diet Coke, while Julie was downing a tall glass of juice. She’d already finished a vodka shot, and then a bottle of water right after that. For Julie, a full bladder meant hotter sex and better orgasms.

Carrying her little girl in her arms, Caroline approached Julie and Dani. “When you think you’re prepared for more, may Charlie be next? She’s ever so ready for it.”

Charlie held her small hand up in a fist, smiling adorably and looking extremely eager.

“Sure,” laughed Dani, “that sounds great! I’d love it!”

Julie nodded and smiled.

Near them, Harriet, Angela, and Jenifer were kissing, going back and forth in an increasingly heated three-way sharing of lips and tongues and saliva. There was plenty of boob squeezing going on at the same time, along with ass grabbing, crotch groping, and just general humping.

When she was able to catch a breath between kisses, Jenifer asked, “Is okay if — I am sorry — pero, for me, I want to smoke with sex, you know, cigarette? Is okay?”

Angela smiled at the younger woman. “You like smoking with sex?”

“Si, yes.”

“Sure, of course, go right ahead. In fact, I’ll have one as well.”

“Oh, you smoke?” Jenifer asked Angela.

“No, not usually. Perhaps once in a while, at a club or something. I’d be glad to have one with you, though.”

“Same here,” said Harriet. “Don’t as a rule, just the odd sneaky one now and then. But I’d fancy a fag now.”

They stepped over to a side table where Jenifer had left her cigarettes and lighter.

Paige wanted to try something new. She’d been standing with her mom and her sister as they all watched that incredibly unbelievable sight — a child putting her whole hand up inside a teenage girl’s vagina, oh my god! — and right when Dani came, Paige had a very nice orgasm herself, fingers working fast between her legs under the short nightie she was wearing.

She was pretty sure that Gwen, just behind her, and their mother, next to Gwen, had also been masturbating and had climaxed at about the same time. Next to them, Paige had seen Tina hugging her daughter Amanda from behind, with one hand rubbing her pussy. They both were naked. Tina also seemed to be pushing herself really hard against Amanda’s bottom, almost like she was riding her or something. Paige thought they both had come, although again she wasn’t certain. She’d been too preoccupied with her own orgasm.

Now, though, as everyone started to settle down again, she turned to Amanda.

“Hey, um, I was wondering…” Paige began, not quite sure how to say it.

“Yeah?” the 10-year-old smiled brightly.

“I’ve seen you, like, um, a couple times doing that thing where you sort of, you know, get on top of a girl, or maybe she gets on top of you, and then, well, you know…”

“You mean fucking?”

“Yeah, I guess,” Paige nodded.

“I like doing that. At first I didn’t see how, but then Bambi showed me, and now I can.”

“Uh-huh. Well, um, could you, like, do that with me maybe? I want to try it too.”

“Try fucking?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay!”

Erin and Fiona were standing together holding hands, both naked. They grinned at each other as they watched their mom, Sheila, kissing Desiree on the mouth while at the same time caressing Veronica’s bottom.

“Wow, she’s pretty hot,” said Erin.

“I know,” agreed Fiona. Both knew they were talking about their mother.

“How long have you been thinking about her?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I know you only found out about us, you know, about me and her having sex, like a week ago, right?”

“Yeah…?” Fiona puzzled.

“But, I mean, did you think about her before that? Or maybe about me? Like when you played with yourself and stuff? ‘Cause I thought about you, a lot.”

“You did?”

“Oh, yeah, all the time.” Erin squeezed the younger girl’s hand.

“Really? Um, for how long?”

“I don’t know, maybe for like a year or something. Ever since you started getting those cute little boobs.”

Fiona looked down at her chest, chuckling wryly, “You call these boobs?” At age 12, the diminutive brunette had only soft cone-shaped swells, though her nipples were enlarged and puffy.

“Aww, I think they’re cute.” Erin said as she reached out to play with her sister’s breasts, gently fingering them. She smiled as she watched and felt the tips grow stiff under her touch.

In front of them on the padded bench, Dani finished her Diet Coke, then lay down again on her back. Caroline placed Charlie between Dani’s legs. The little girl was naked, as was Dani, of course. Picking up the bottle of Liquid Silk, Julie squirted some on Charlie’s hand and wrist, then helped Caroline get the child lubed up.

When they were ready, Caroline stood. Hands on her hips, she grinned at Julie, then nodded toward Charlie, saying, “I’ll leave her with you. Never fear, she knows what she’s about. She’s been doing this with me and with other women for quite some time.”

“All right,” Julie chuckled. She turned and winked at Dani, then began licking the teenager’s clit, making her pussy warm and wet and loose again.

Gwen had listened with interest to her sister’s conversation with Amanda. Now she saw Paige remove her little nightie and then watched the girls arranging themselves on the carpeted floor, Amanda on top. They were in the missionary position, two slender preteens preparing to fuck.

Licking her lips as she began to masturbate, Gwen gazed at the girls for a minute, then looked around the room. Ana was seated nude on one of the long curving sofas, leaning back, her legs spread wide. She had Jordan sucking one nipple and Jordan’s mother, Stacie, sucking the other nipple. Stacie’s hand was between Ana’s legs, rubbing the older woman’s shaved vulva. Not far from them, Ana’s daughter, Jenifer, was eating Angela, who was lying on her back. Harriet was kissing Angela and playing with her nipples.

Gwen heard Dani moan. Charlie was slowly pushing her small hand up inside the teenager while Julie continued licking Dani’s clit. Bambi, Angela’s daughter, was kneeling on the floor between Julie’s legs now, eating her pussy. The little blonde twins, Hailey and Holly, were watching all this as their mother, Stephanie, on her knees between them, fingered their slits.

Just then Gwen saw Bridget approach Georgia, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor next to Stephanie, masturbating. Bridget put a hand on Georgia’s shoulder. The sexy blonde looked up and smiled at the brunette, then got to her feet. The women embraced and kissed, pressing their crotches together, grinding on each other.

Just beyond them, Erin and Fiona were kissing, the older girl sitting on the floor, Fiona straddling her big sister’s lap. Gwen noticed that Caroline was standing nearby, looking down at the girls and rubbing her pussy. Now the woman knelt beside them, saying something Gwen couldn’t quite hear. Whatever it was made the girls giggle, and then they quickly changed position, arranging themselves into a three-way daisy chain, with Erin licking Fiona, Fiona licking Caroline, and Caroline licking Erin.

Glancing around again, Gwen saw Veronica perched nude on a bar stool. She was holding Desiree’s head in her hands, pulling the girl’s face into her cunt. Veronica was breathing hard. It looked as if she might already be getting close to an orgasm. Behind Desiree, who was bent over at the waist with her feet far apart, Sheila knelt on the floor, greedily licking the teenager’s exposed ass and pussy.

All this hot dirty sex was incredibly exciting. Gwen pushed a finger up inside her cunt. She wanted to make herself come — but then she looked at Charlie. The 7-year-old was crouched on the bench, her cute face close to Dani’s crotch, concentrating as she eased her hand deeper inside the warm, wet vagina. What really grabbed Gwen’s attention, though, was the little girl’s tiny bum sticking up in the air, and especially that tempting slit between her legs.

Yes, that was what she wanted. Gwen stepped over to the bench. She placed a hand on Charlie’s bottom, squeezing one of the cheeks. The child turned her head, smiling happily. “Hiya!”

“Hi,” said Gwen. “Is it okay if I play with you?”

“Certainly,” Charlie nodded, before returning her attention to Dani.

The grownup expression caused Gwen to chuckle, and made her even more eager to fuck this doll-like girl. She leaned in, sliding her hand between Charlie’s legs, stroking the smooth puffy labia, kissing and licking her bottom.

Abby came up behind Gwen. The willowy 5’10” blonde was wearing a pink strap-on dildo. She picked up the bottle of lube, squirted some into her palm, then rubbed it on the plastic phallus. Without saying a word, she positioned herself behind the tall 16-year-old, one hand on her hip, the other guiding the dildo into Gwen’s cunt.

“Oh!” Gwen was startled. She’d been focused so intently on fingering Charlie, preparing to slide a finger up inside her if she could, that she hadn’t even noticed Abby. Now she noticed her, though, feeling the fake cock enter her vagina.

Gwen was a virgin, at least as far as boys were concerned. During the past few days both women and girls had fucked her many times with their fingers — but she’d never had anything this big inside her before. Her pussy was still very tight.

“Ohhh my god…” she sighed as she felt the dildo pushing into her.

Seated on a bar stool near her sister Veronica, Carol was masturbating as she watched the action. Like Gwen, she was taking a couple of minutes to look around and observe everything. It wasn’t very often you would have the opportunity to be part of such a huge lesbian orgy — especially not one that included so many underage girls, and especially not one where so many of the women and girls were related to each other. This was definitely something to remember forever.

Carol saw all the connections Gwen had seen, and then she saw something new.

Off to the side, 12-year-old Melissa was on her knees in front of 9-year-old Debby, who was seated in a leather chair. Melissa had her face between the younger girl’s legs, licking her pussy. But that wasn’t all. Kelly, Carol’s 14-year-old niece, was getting down on the carpeted floor on her back, scooting in and looking up at Melissa’s naked crotch. As Carol watched, Kelly reached up and grabbed the girl, pulling her pussy to her waiting mouth. And that wasn’t all, either. Melissa’s little sister, Jemma, only 8 years old, was crouching between Kelly’s legs, pushing her thighs apart, getting ready to eat her.

Well, this was just too much. Carol couldn’t simply sit by and watch four young girls from age 8 to age 14 have sex without joining in herself. She got up and went to Jemma, leaning down and caressing the child’s smooth soft skin for a moment before arranging herself on her back, the little girl sitting on Carol’s face.

On the bridge, Emma saw it all on the video monitors. She glanced at the clock. Σκατά! Still 70 minutes to go before the next shift change. Her pussy was getting sore from being rubbed so much, and she had a deep throbbing ache inside from continually denying herself an orgasm.

Emma got up to walk around again, smiling and shaking her head, licking her lips. Well, she promised herself, once I do get back in there, I’m going to eat pussy and swirl ass and suck tits and kiss and trib and fuck for a long hour, doing everything I want to do. I’ll come over and over and over again until I finally pass out.

Continue on to Chapter 57

By Naughty Mommy

To keep track of everyone while the cruise on the luxury yacht is underway, you can use this chart.

“That’s right, baby, that’s good,” Stacie said to Jordan, “keep moving your fingers in and out.”

Coached by her mother, the child now had two fingers inside Dani’s vagina, shoving them all the way in and then sliding them out about halfway before plunging them back in again. Dani shuddered and groaned with each eager thrust. Her pussy was very wet, making it easy for Jordan to reach in as far as her small fingers could go.

For Jordan, it was a fun new game, something she’d never tried before. She had seen other women and girls doing it, but this was a first for her, and she liked it! The feeling inside was amazing, kind of soft and fluffy, like cotton candy, but warm and squishy too. The smell was really yummy, making her want to lick and taste some more, but they said she was just supposed to use her fingers now, so that’s what she did.

As the little girl fucked Dani, Jordan’s grandmother Carol took over licking and sucking the teenager’s clit. Carol worked to keep Dani at the peak of arousal, making sure her juices would continue to flow while not quite letting her go over the top.

They were all in the expansive main saloon of the luxury yacht Carte Blanche. Surrounding Dani, the 16-year-old blonde lying on the padded bench, were not only Carol and Jordan and Stacie, but the rest of the cruise guests: seven more women and ten more girls, all mothers and daughters. Quite a few were nude by now, with the others still in their pajama party attire. They were joined by various members of the crew, half a dozen women and teenagers, along with three other little girls, daughters of the first mate and the captain.

In addition to the finger-fucking and pussy-licking in the center of the room, there was a lot more sex going on. Sisters Sheila and Bridget were in a 69 on one of the long curving sofas. Eve was now holding the doll-like Charlie in her arms, fingering her tiny pussy as the girl’s mother, Caroline, massaged Eve’s clit with one hand while fucking her cunt from behind with the other. Abby, who had been kissing Stephanie a few minutes earlier, was now involved with Stephanie’s partner, Veronica. The older woman was kneeling on the floor between the tall blonde’s legs, her hands gripping the teen’s tight bottom, pulling her in as she sucked on Abby’s clit.

Stephanie, meanwhile, had crouched down between her daughters, Hailey and Holly, so she could caress their little pussies as the 8-year-olds watched Jordan play with Dani and looked around at everything else that was going on. From where they stood, the twins could see that the Spanish lady, Ana, was licking Bambi while Angela, Bambi’s mom, was licking Jenifer, Ana’s daughter. The girls also saw their sister Kelly rubbing Debby the same way Mommy was rubbing them. Their new friend, Melissa, was rubbing her little sister Jemma that way too, and on the other side of them, Erin and her sister Fiona were both rubbing each other like that. In fact, it seemed like almost everybody was touching or kissing or licking somebody.

“All right, now we want to try three fingers, okay?” Stacie said.

Jordan looked at her mommy. “Three fingers?”

“Uh-huh. Do you think they’ll fit?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I think so. Lemme try.”

The 7-year-old drew the first two fingers of her right hand out of Dani’s pussy. They glistened with her juices. Jordan giggled. She took one big lick of the fingers, savoring the delicious taste, before adding a third finger and placing them at the opening to the tight vagina.

Carol lifted her mouth away from the teenager’s clit. She wanted to watch this.

“No, please,” begged Dani as she raised her head, “don’t stop, make me come. I need to come!”

“Uh-uh!” Julie refused. “Not yet. Don’t let her come yet. It’s better that way.”

“Oh my god,” Dani sighed, her head falling back, slender body trembling with arousal. “Please…”

Holding her friend’s hand in hers, Desiree chuckled, “It’s okay. My mom does that with me too, makes me wait all the time. And she’s right, it does make it even better. You’ll see.”

“Go ahead, honey,” Stacie urged her daughter. “Put your fingers inside now, all three.”

“Okay.”

Jordan pushed. There was a moment of resistance, but then the three fingers slowly eased inside.

“Ohhh, fuck,” Dani groaned.

Carol began licking the girl again.

“I do that with you, don’t I, Mommy?” Amanda said to Tina. “I fuck your pussy.”

Tina hugged her daughter from behind, nuzzling and kissing her cheek. “Yes, you sure do, honey. You fuck Mommy, and it feels sooo nice!” She’d had three of Amanda’s fingers inside her many times — but never more than that. Tina wondered how far they were intending to go with Dani.

Standing close by, Caroline overheard the conversation. While continuing to fondle Eve, she asked the woman, “Do your daughters fuck you that way?”

“Uh, yes, yes, they do.”

“How many fingers?”

“I… don’t know. Two, I think, but I’m not sure. Usually when that happens, I’m kind of… overcome.”

Stacie said to Jordan, “Move your fingers faster if you can, okay?”

“Okay.”

The child began pumping her little fingers in and out. Dani squealed and squirmed, eyes shut tight, face pinched. Carol backed off a bit on licking her clit so the teen wouldn’t come too soon.

“Do you like this, Debby?” Kelly asked her 9-year-old lover. They were standing to the side, just behind Desiree.

“Uh-huh, I like it, but… they’re not hurting her, are they?”

“No, I don’t think so. I mean, I’ve never had that many fingers inside me, so I don’t know, I guess it might hurt a little bit — but, you know, it would feel good in a way too. Anyhow, I think they’ll be careful.”

“Okay.”

They heard a girl cry out. It was Bambi, coming in Ana’s mouth. Right after her, Jenifer climaxed too, coming loudly in Angela’s mouth. A few seconds later, Eve came, with Caroline fingering her. Three quick orgasms in succession.

Jordan kept on fucking Dani with her fingers. Soon there was another climax, Abby coming in Veronica’s mouth. And then it was Georgia, coming hard as she humped her little girl, Jemma, grinding her pussy against the child’s hip. At almost the same time, on the sofa, Bridget was coming in Sheila’s mouth while Sheila came in Bridget’s mouth; simultaneous orgasms, relatively quiet for once, but extremely powerful.

Catching her eye, Julie nodded at Stacie, who then tapped her mother, Carol, on the shoulder.

“It’s time for the lube,” Stacie told her.

On the bridge, Emma suddenly got to her feet.

“Καριόλης!” she cursed, shaking her head, walking briskly around. She was trying to put off her own orgasm — not that she wanted to, but she was getting too close and couldn’t allow herself to climax while on watch.

Carol reached down, picking up the container of Liquid Silk.

“Okay, sweetie,” Stacie said to Jordan. “Um, take your fingers out kind of slowly, okay? Not too fast.”

“Like this?” Very slowly, the child began easing her fingers out of Dani’s pussy.

“Yes, that’s good,” Stacie chuckled. She was pleased to see, though, that once the fingers had been removed, the teen’s vagina was still gaping open. That was what they wanted.

“Please let me come now,” Dani almost sobbed, “I really need it.”

“Sorry, honey, not yet,” Julie soothed, stroking her hair. “Soon, but not yet.”

“Please…?”

Julie leaned down and gently kissed her mouth. “I promise it’ll be worth it. You just hold on.”

The little blonde was holding on, tightly, to her best friend’s hand. Desiree put her cheek beside Dani’s, whispering, “She’s right, believe me, it really is best this way. Mommy does this with me all the time, and it’s awesome.”

“Here, baby.” Carol reached across to Jordan’s hand, taking her by the wrist. “I’m just going to put some of this stuff on you.”

She pumped the squirt top several times, liberally applying the water-based lube to the child’s hand. After spreading it all around with her fingers, including the wrist and partway up the arm, Carol nodded in satisfaction. “That should do it.”

“All right, so…” Stacie swallowed hard. The young woman had never been part of anything remotely like this before. She didn’t want her daughter to sense her nervousness, though, so she tried to smile and keep it fun.

“So, um, the next part of this game is you put your whole hand inside!”

Jordan blinked, startled.

She looked at her mother, at Dani’s pussy, at her grandmother, and then back at Dani. After a moment’s pause, she shrugged, “Okay.”

The audience pressed in closer, a large crowd of sweaty women and girls, all nude or nearly nude, intensely aroused and eager to see. Those who had recently climaxed were still breathing very hard. Some even continued to shudder with residual spasms. But no one wanted to miss this. They got up from their seats and up off the floor, everyone angling for the best view.

Sisters Bridget and Sheila struggled off the sofa, legs shaky, faces red, wiping their mouths and grinning at each other. Hand in hand, they joined Sheila’s daughters, Erin and Fiona, near the end of the padded bench.

“Bunch your fingers together,” Carol instructed Jordan, showing her, “and then just go ahead, push them inside, as far as you can.”

“Okay.”

All eyes were on Dani’s pussy and on Jordan’s little hand, gleaming with lubricant. The tips of four fingers slowly disappeared inside, and then a bit more went in, up to about the second knuckle. But that was all. Jordan stopped.

“Push harder, honey,” Carol urged, while also gently rubbing Dani’s clit with her own fingers, trying to keep the teenager excited. “It’s okay.”

Jordan glanced at her Nanna, who gave her a wink and a smile. The child nodded, took a deep breath, and pushed — up to the third knuckle now — a heavy groan from Dani — and then suddenly the hand slipped in, all the way up to the wrist.

There was a collective gasp from the crowd.

“Oh my gosh!” said Tina.

“Oh my fucking god,” added Gwen.

“Yes, yes, yes,” sighed Stephanie, as she fondled her twin daughters.

Georgia didn’t say anything, but she climaxed yet again, grinding against Jemma.

Julie leaned down beside Dani, kissing her forehead, petting her cheek. “How are you doing, babe? You okay?”

The teen’s eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, her whole body trembling. “Yeah, it’s — she — she’s fucking me — little girl — fucking me!”

“That’s right, sweetie,” Julie chuckled, “she sure is.”

On the bridge, Emma was leaning close to the monitor, staring. She had a pair of headphones on, so she could hear everything. One of the overhead cameras, zoomed in, captured the scene perfectly. Emma’s fingers dripped with her juices. Her clit throbbed.

“Tell her to turn her hand now,” Julie suggested. “You know, palm up.”

“Okay,” Stacie nodded, licking her lips.

“Did you hear?” she said to Jordan. “Can you turn your hand, upward?”

“Uh-huh, I think so.” Slowly the little girl rotated her arm.

“Oh… ooh… ohh my god…” Dani moaned.

Julie smiled, “Good, very good. And now, the fist.”

“Jesus,” Stacie sighed, dropping her head and closing her eyes. She had two fingers pressed deep inside herself, her thumb strumming her clit, and was almost ready to come.

Noticing this, Veronica took over the instruction. She stepped forward and knelt beside Jordan, placing a warm hand on the child’s back. “You’re doing such a good job, honey, such a good job. Everyone’s really proud of you.”

“That’s right, we are, and we’re very proud of you too, Dani,” Julie said, stroking and kissing the teenager’s cheek. “You still doing okay? You want us to continue?”

“Yeah, I am. I like it. Make her fuck me. I want her to fuck me hard.”

Julie nodded at Veronica, indicating they should go ahead.

“Okay, um, now, can you make your fingers into a fist, like this?” Veronica held her hand in front of Jordan, demonstrating.

“A fist?”

“Yes, a fist. Just carefully pull your fingers together, okay?”

“Yeah, okay.”

Jordan stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth, concentrating. No one could actually see her fingers moving, of course, slowly coming together inside the girl’s body, clenching into a fist — but Dani certainly was able to feel it. As the child pulled her small fingers inward, they pressed against the front of Dani’s vagina, stimulating her G-spot.

The young blonde groaned again, loudly.

“Now, keep a fist,” Veronica said to Jordan, “but, also, try to move your hand in and out a little bit, okay?”

Giving a nod, Jordan did as she was asked. Everyone watched and saw her slender arm begin to piston in and out of Dani’s sex.

Jordan did something else then too, while kneeling on the bench. Without being told, and without really even thinking about it, she shifted slightly to the side, straddling Dani’s thigh, humping her mound against the girl.

“Jesus Christ,” Sheila exclaimed. “This is so goddamn fucking hot!”

Sheila was masturbating now, and she wasn’t the only one. Fingers were very busy, all around the room. Every woman and every girl, in fact, was either rubbing her own pussy, or being rubbed by someone, or grinding on another girl or woman as they watched the action.

“Faster!” urged Julie. Jordan complied.

“Yeah!” Dani cried. “Fuck me hard!!”

Hands on clits, fingers in cunts, pussies on legs, humping, fondling, grabbing — girls and women, mothers and daughters, in a frenzy of lust — and in the center of it all, a 7-year-old girl deeply fisting a previously virgin teenager.

“Fuck me! Fuck m—EEEEEE!!!!” Dani shrieked as the most powerful orgasm of her life crashed over her.

Within the next 30 seconds, every single person in that room reached climax, either masturbating or being masturbated or humping. There were screams and cries and moans, gasps and sighs and groans, clits throbbing, cunts clamping around fingers, pussy juice streaming down legs and onto the floor, little girls and teenagers and grown women all coming at the same time.

Only one person on that yacht did not have an orgasm then. Somehow Emma was able to resist. In a way she was glad, because it meant she could watch and not miss anything. She could see it all on the various video screens, be a witness to an amazingly erotic event. And Emma was sure, too, that she would make up for it in a big way very soon. They were just getting started.

Continue on to Chapter 56