Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

Author Unknown

Previously, in Part One: Sixteen-year-old Linda is stunned to discover that her own mother Beth has become the willing sex slave of her best friend Cheryl, then finds herself interested when Cheryl offers to help Linda become the dominant of her mother, Violet. Though she agrees to her friend’s scheme, Linda finds herself even more excited about the possibility of exploring incest with her own mom.

*****

“I’d like to be your lover, Violet.” Our noses were mere inches apart as I whispered these words in her kitchen. I had just surprised Cheryl’s mother by entering the room and wrapping my arms around her in a loving hug, nuzzling her neck… then I told her what I wanted from her.

The thirty-nine-year-old woman gasped at my bluntness… and she flushed awkwardly.

“Linda — you don’t know what you’re saying.” Violet turned away and stood before the stove as if she was too embarrassed to look at me.

I came around the counter and stood behind her, my nose in her long thick blonde hair. “I’m a virgin, Violet.” I leaned in and pressed my lips against her ear, kissing it gently. “I want… I need you to teach me how to be a woman.” One of my hands was placed gently upon Cheryl’s mother’s ass, and I was surprised at how firm it was.

She leaned over the stove so that her head pulled away from my warm lips, but this left her ass in the palm of my hand. Cheryl had told me that she guessed her mother was very anal — that her ass was her prime erogenous zone.

“I can’t, honey!” she pleaded. “If you like girls, Linda, there must be others that would… do this for you.”

Did I like girls?

A month ago I would have vehemently said ‘no’. Yet, the one person I most desired was a woman, an older sexy woman — my own mother, actually. And when I watched mother and that teenage girl fuck, it wasn’t the girl’s body that I hungered for.

“Like Cheryl, you mean…?” I said sweetly.

Violet gasped, pulled away from me and retreated backwards to the sink. Horror filled her eyes. “Cheryl likes boys.” I think she said it more for her benefit than mine.

I eventually shrugged as an answer, “I want you, Violet.” She shook her head side to side silently. “If I can’t have you, then… well, Cheryl is a younger version of you, isn’t she…?”

Violet’s mouth opened as her sudden horror caused her shoulders to slump.

“I’m married,” she whispered, as if that obvious fact was enough to stop my advances.

“Cheryl says you and her father haven’t fucked for months,” I said softly.

The older woman frowned, wondering how her daughter knew this. Cheryl loved all forms of sex, even voyeurism — and she seemed to be very knowledgable about her mother’s sex life.

I sighed as if resigning my position, “If you don’t want to be my girlfriend, Violet… can’t you at least help me — teach me about love… please? I want you so very much…”

Some of her confidence seemed to return — she thought I was retreating. “I’m not a lesbian, dear, but you are like a daughter to me… and I will do what I can to help you.”

I sniffled and threw myself against her. My arms encircled her and I sobbed against her for several dramatic minutes, pressing my body tightly to hers before turning about and running out of there and back to my house.

Mother was making Cheryl lunch, naked but for black stockings and high heels. She tried to ignore me as I stood enjoying the sight of her for nearly a minute.

I found my best friend wearing mother’s bathrobe seated in our living room, obviously naked beneath. Her face lit up when she saw me.

I sat in the chair across from her, noticing that I could see straight up the bathrobe, right to the lightly downed pussy between her pale thighs. She opened her legs wider when she saw me look.

“Tell me how it went,” she murmured, and my eyes returned to hers as I did so, hiding nothing of my visit with her mother.

*****

Violet frowned when I got in her Mercedes without her daughter… she was clearly nervous to be alone with me, I saw. “Where’s Cheryl, Linda?”

I put my school bag down at my feet and reached for the seat belt. “She went over to a friend’s house.” Mine, actually, for an afternoon of kinky sex with my mom, but it was far too early for Violet to know about her daughter’s sexual games. “I wanted to be alone with you anyway.” I slipped my hand upon her thigh, squeezing for emphasis.

Shocked, she gasped, “Don’t do that, Linda!” I stroked the bare skin of her leg lovingly, noting that she had worn an attractive skirt that day. “Please,” she begged me, “please stop this…”

I gazed deep into her eyes and breathed, “I will if you kiss me.”

Violet’s nervousness was turning into furious surprise as she batted my hand away, then put the car into first gear and sped out of the parking lot.

After a few blocks I broke the thick silence. “You said you would help me, Violet.” I could tell my use of her first name made her uneasy, which is why I continued to use it.

She seemed surprised, as if she didn’t remember telling me that the day before. “How could I possibly help you, Linda?”

“I want to know what it’s like to make love to a woman, Violet… and you are the one I want. I’d love to have you lick my pussy…”

Violet hit the brakes of her car and pulled to the side of the street. She then turned toward me on the leather seat, on the verge of tears. At first she was at a loss for words, but they finally came to her, “Linda — I told you… I’m — I’m not a lesbian… and I’m h-happily married!”

I blurted, “You never said ‘happily’… and I don’t believe that, either.”

That stunned her to silence, mouth open.

I threw my trump card into the game, “Cheryl offered to… be with me.”

Violet faced forwards again in her seat, both hands holding the steering wheel in a death grip. “My God!”

“I don’t want to ruin my friendship with Cheryl… but I really want you!” I feigned a sob of despair.

“My daughter would never do such a thing!”

“I can prove it to you.” Her disbelieving eyes returned to me, daring me.

I reached into my purse and quickly rummaged inside it, pulling out a note, handwritten by Cheryl. In truth, she and I had composed it the night before. We made it just explicit enough to make it clear that Violet’s daughter was offering to be my lover.

Violet read the note, her hands trembling.

“Is that proof enough for you?” I said in a stricken voice.

She turned to me, finally whispering, “W-why are you doing this to me…?”

“Doing what? Telling you that I find you beautiful… that I think about being with you all the time? That I want to share pleasure with you?” A lie — I still craved my mother above all, but I was also looking forward to fucking Violet, to teaching her about the pleasures of lesbian love… pleasures I myself had only just learned to enjoy. “Is that so wrong, Violet?” My voice was angry now.

She sat motionless for a long time. Finally, she turned to me. “All right… I will do it.”

“Do what?” I was pushing her, wanting her to submit to me from the very start.

“I will,” she was struggling, but I stared her down until she lowered her head. “I will… make love to you.” She was whispering, her hands trembling in her lap.

I took her face in my hands turned it to mine, and planted a soft kiss on her mouth. “I’ll get out here, Violet,” I murmured, opening the car door, “I just remembered — I need to visit the library.” I began to walk away, then turned back to smile at Cheryl’s mother through the open window. “I’ll call you.”

As I walked away, I glanced back over my shoulder, feeling a prickle of excitement to see Violet, staring at nothing, her fingers brushing her lips where I had just kissed her. She had resisted me, but something inside her — something obviously neglected by her husband — had responded to my desire. I smiled… our plan was going beautifully. Reaching into my purse for my cell phone, I quickly punched in Cheryl’s number.

She caught me on the second ring. “Hello?”

“It worked.”

*****

I opened our front door, wearing my bathrobe, to let Violet in. Cheryl had taken Mom out somewhere, so the house would be vacant for my sexual games with her mother. Violet’s demeanor was reluctant, but the fact that she was wearing an attractive dress was not lost on me. Even if the idea of lesbian sex unnerved her, the fact that she was wanted and desired clearly had an effect on her. And I intended to make the most of that…

Without a word, I led her from the foyer to my bedroom. As she followed me, I wondered for a moment what kinky games Cheryl was playing with my mother right then.

As I entered the bedroom, I slowly turned to face Violet, then let my robe fall open. Her eyes widened as she saw that, but for the robe, I was naked.

I moved closer, my face inches from hers. My hand extended to brush her cheek. “You are a beautiful woman,” I breathed. She stood motionless, rooted to the spot. Moving closer, I brought my mouth to hers for a kiss.

The kiss was gentle, affectionate… I wanted to take things as slow as possible before our sex play got down and dirty. She didn’t really respond to the kiss, but she didn’t pull away, either.

I pulled back and gazed deep into her eyes, pressing my body slightly against hers. She was trembling slightly… and that was when I knew I could take her any way I wanted. Violet clearly thought what we were doing was wrong, and didn’t want to respond to my overtures, but she needed to be loved so badly that her resistance was already weakening. Anyhow, she had no choice but to make love with me… now all I had to do was make her need it.

I kissed her again, this time softly at first… then I was thrilled to feel her lips part slightly. Without hesitation, I slipped my tongue into Violet’s mouth and entwined her in my arms, pulling her into me. She wouldn’t let herself kiss me back, not yet anyway… but she was definitely allowing me to have my way with her.

Suddenly I pushed her against the wall and hoisted up her skirt. Before she could protest, I slid my hand into Violet’s panties, seeking her cunt. As I had suspected, her pussy was wet.

Violet tore her mouth from mine, but I quickly slipped a finger inside her slick channel… and whatever she had intended to say trailed off into a moan. I fingered her hard and fast, and by the way her legs were trembling, it was clear just how thrilled my best friend’s mother was.

“I’m fucking you, Violet,” I murmured into her ear, pausing to run my tongue around it. “Do you like me fucking you?”

She said nothing, and I hissed “Do you? Do you like it?”

A barely-there whisper. “Yes…” Her arms slowly wrapped their way around my bare back. My excitement soared. Already she was submitting to my desires…

“What do you like, Violet? Tell me!” I slid a second finger into her.

“Ohhhhh… I like… like you f-fucking me!” she gasped, clearly close to climax.

Before she could come, I quickly removed my hand from her panties. Violet stood slumped against the wall in a daze, blinking foolishly. My eyes burned into hers as I slipped my pussy-wet fingers into my mouth and sucked at them.

“It’s my turn, Violet,” I purred. Turning away from her, I padded over to my bed and sat, then looked up at her. With a wicked smile, I said softly, “Take your clothes off.”

Violet stepped from her shoes and, with shaking hands, began unfastening the buttons of her dress, sliding it from her shoulders to puddle at her feet. She reached around to unhook her bra, then let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were beautiful, full and firm with just a hint of sag. My friend’s mother pushed her panties to her feet and stepped from them, then stood motionless, presenting her naked body to me. Her honey-wheat pubes were full and lush, and I could just barely detect the glistening pinkness of her slit. Her eyes were wide, her breath excited as she waited for my instructions. I knew now how badly she needed to be taken, to be controlled.

I languidly lay back on the bed, parting my thighs to fully reveal my wet cunt to her gaze. “Pleasure me, Violet,” I whispered.

She simply came forward, climbed on the bed and knelt between my knees, her eyes now locked to my sparse red pubic hair and the moist labia beneath. It was why she was here… and what she feared most. What she wanted most.

Without any foreplay or words, Violet closed her eyes and lowered her face into my sex. Her soft mouth brushed lightly against my wet heat as she tentatively explored me. I hummed with satisfaction as her tongue emerged to slowly lick at my cunt. Encouraged by my response, she grew more confident in her oral ministrations. “Yes, Violet… that’s a good girl,” I breathed.

She was obviously inexperienced at eating pussy, but I could feel her getting into what she was doing, and it felt really good… if not as good as what my mother had given me on that wild afternoon that started me on this path of sweet depravity. Violet was now licking and sucking my cunt eagerly, working hard to please me… and I decided to push her even further.

I nudged her face away and drew my knees to my breasts, opening myself even wider. “Lick my asshole, Violet.”

She didn’t hesitate for a moment, just trailed her tongue from my cunt down to my crack. I felt her gently rim my asshole, and sighed with pleasure. After a minute of this her tongue was pressing firmly into my anal ring. It felt wonderful. Obviously Cheryl had been correct about her mother’s love of ass play.

This went on for some time, Violet rimming my asshole expertly, before I suddenly lifted her head and commanded, “Lick my clit, Violet!”

And when her lips encircled my clitoris, I began to orgasm with a wave of electric pleasure that burned through my body like a wildfire, leaving me panting with delight.

It lasted for a long while and opened my eyes to look at her staring up my body almost innocently. A stab of excitement shot through me as I realized that she was waiting for me to tell her what to do next. God, this woman was a born submissive!

I sat up, swinging my legs to the floor. “Get on all fours, Violet.”

Without a word she obeyed. I stood and walked around her. Violet was trembling slightly, her body flushed with excitement. Her cunt was so wet that it was oozing down her thighs. I could easily smell her arousal.

I placed my hand on Violet’s ass, and a shudder of pleasure ran through her. My fingers glided lightly over her cheeks. Violet was breathing heavily, her body as taut as piano wire. She desperately needed to come… but I would make her beg me for it.

My hand slipped between her thighs to brush her cunt. She cried out, throwing her head back. I teased her mercilessly with my touches; gently stroking her labia, trailing my fingers down her opening, allowing just the tip of a finger to penetrate her burning slit. Violet was now trembling from head to toe. Finally she whispered “Please…”

I leaned in close, my lips touching her ear. “Please what, Violet?”

“Please, Linda… f-finish me off.”

I withdrew my hand from between her thighs, and she moaned in frustration… then yelped as I slapped her ass. hard. I spoke softly, but with a catch in my voice. “In the first place, you will not call me ‘Linda’ when we are fucking,” I said. “Let’s get this straight, Violet… you are my sexual plaything, and I am now your mistress.” I slapped her ass again, and she cried out. “In the second place,” I continued, “what you really want is for me to fuck you… NOT ‘finish you off.'” I grabbed her chin and turned her face to mine. “So tell me what you want, Violet.”

Her eyes were frantic, mouth open. “I… I want you to, to fuck me… Mistress.”

I slapped her butt a third time. “Ask me nicely!”

Violet moaned, her body twisting. “PLEASE, Mistress,” she gasped, her eyes brimming with tears. “Please… fuck me!”

She screamed as I plunged two fingers deep into her cunt. I fucked her hard and fast — feeling the sensations rising through her body, feeling her climax approaching. And it was at that precise moment that I placed the tip of my other index finger on the pale rosebud of her anus, and pushed it into her ass with a single stroke.

Violet screamed again, an agonized howl ripping from her throat as she exploded in a convulsive orgasm, her body thrashing helplessly. It was incredible — I didn’t know a person could come so hard. But then, I’d have bet that Violet hadn’t known she could, either…

Her climax lasted for nearly two amazing minutes… then she slumped forward, her face buried in my pillow, her ass in the air. I withdrew my fingers from her cunt, then licked them. Since I had never gone down on another female, this was my first taste of pussy. A delicious tingle ran through me as I wondered how Mom tasted…

Violet lay on her side, curled into a ball, dozing lightly. I dressed and left her there, going down to the kitchen to make myself a sandwich.

Fifteen minutes later, Violet quietly came into the kitchen as I ate.

“I… have to go now,” she said in a quiet voice. Her face was pale, and she seemed shaken.

I rose, crossing the room to her. Before she could speak, my body was pressed against hers. Our noses were almost touching.

“You’ll be here the same time Thursday,” I said flatly.

Her mouth opened, and nothing came out at first. Finally she managed “Yes.” I fixed her with a glare, and she hastened to say, “Yes, Mistress.”

I allowed my face to relax into a half-smile. “Very good, Violet,” I murmured, closing the gap between us to plant a kiss on her mouth. My tongue quickly licked its way around her lips for a tantalizing moment, then I was suddenly walking away from her, back to my seat.

I sat, absently took a sip of tea, then glanced back at Violet. She just stood there, her eyes glazed with fresh desire. God… just one kiss had made her hot all over again! I was tempted to take her upstairs for another fuck… but I decided to leave her hungry for more.

“Goodbye, Violet,” I said in an even voice, “See you Thursday.” I picked up a magazine and began to read, ignoring her. After a moment, I heard the door quietly close.

*****

“Well, are you enjoying it?”

It was a strange question, coming from Cheryl. But I was enjoying it, wasn’t I?

I was forcing a woman to do things she thought were wrong, things that answered a need inside her that she might never have known. I loved forcing Violet past what she would consider the limit of her sexuality… and making her crave it.

But I knew it was something else — I was learning to control Violet so that, if the chance presented itself, I might have the one I truly desired under my power.

It was three weeks since that first time I fucked Cheryl’s mother. Since then, I’d had my way with her on more than half a dozen occasions. I’ve had time to wonder why my mother submitted, because I doubt she’d had to be pushed into it as Violet had… Cheryl had simply seduced her. Obviously, Mom had known for some time that what she wanted was to be under the sexual control of another person, while Violet had to discover it in a single afternoon.

And that was what Cheryl wanted with me? She had made it obvious these last couple of weeks that she was available for me at any time, ready and willing to be submissive to my desires. Did she want us to have a relationship as she had with my mother? I wondered, but would not ask Cheryl about that.

I told her the truth, “I’m enjoying it very much.”

Cheryl knows every detail of what went on between her mother and I — it was her price for helping me succeed in this quest. And I knew it excited her, because afterward she would disappear with my mother.

I looked at Cheryl thoughtfully, then made a decision. “I think it’s time for a double date… don’t you?”

Cheryl looked up with surprise and pleasure, “Oh yes, I’d like that.”

*****

It was the last drive-in theatre in our town — and it showed five movies, one after the other, each weekend night, for the price of one. My mom and Cheryl sat in the front seat while Violet and I were in the back. It was very quiet through that first movie.

As previously arranged, Cheryl was to wait for me to make the first move. But I could see the anxious, hungering look whenever she turned her head to silently plead with me to start the fun and games.

As you might guess, we were not here to watch the movie.

My mother knew the truth and she was scared — scared of submitting to her neighbor’s daughter when that woman was seated behind her. Violet was puzzled, clearly wondering if this really was just an innocent girl’s night out at the movies, like she’d told her husband.

When I was ready I simply glanced across the seat at Cheryl’s mother and said “Sit closer to me, Violet.”

My mother looked over her shoulder, sadness in her eyes. When her gaze returned to the movie, Violet slid reluctantly toward me. I had to motion her two more times until finally, our hips touched through our clothing.

Cheryl looked back to me and I nodded to her — the signal.

Without a word my best friend reached over and grabbed the back of my mother’s head and gently guided her across the bucket seats.

I turned to Violet and saw her eyes widen as my mom’s head went down into her daughter’s lap. Cheryl shuffled in her seat, and then she tossed her white cotton panties behind her. They landed in her mother’s lap.

In the front seat Cheryl sighed and lay back. My mother’s red hair was moving between those pale white thighs… and it was impossible for Violet to mistake what was happening.

I took my best friend’s panties and lifted them to my nose, savoring the scent of Cheryl’s lust. I considered letting Violet smell her daughter’s cunt, but knew that was too much too fast, so I dropped them on the seat next to me.

My hand now moved to Violet’s lap and I roughly spread her legs, pushing up her skirt. Her gaze was forced from the sight in the front seat to mine, and she stared helplessly into my eyes, silently pleading with me.

There was no escape for her, not now… she was too deep into my clutches. “Take your panties off, Violet.”

Almost as if her hands were under my command, she awkwardly raised her hips from the seat and tugged her underwear down and off.

In the front seat her daughter’s sighs were getting louder, a noticeable liquid sound was heard from between her spread legs. My mother head’s was clearly visible in Cheryl’s lap.

Violet’s face was pale with shock as I grabbed her blond ponytail. She put up no resistance at all, though, allowing herself to be forced to lie upon her stomach, her face between my thighs. It obviously no longer mattered if the two in the front seat knew of our relationship or not.

Her eyes told the tale. It was obvious to her now that it all had been a ruse — that she had been used not only by me, but by her daughter. All for our selfish pleasure. She was not far off from the truth.

I lifted my skirt and placed one leg over onto Violet’s back, leaving my cunt inches from her mouth. Unlike Violet and her daughter, I had not worn panties this evening.

Violet did not hesitate… she burrowed her face between my thighs and began to lick my pussy.

Over the last weeks Cheryl’s mother had grown quite skilled at cunnilingus, though her greatest talent was for orally pleasuring my asshole. Any kind of back door action — be it giving or receiving — seemed to get her motor running harder than anything.

With that in mind, my hand slipped beneath Violet’s gray skirt to grasp her full, firm ass. She moaned and arched her back so that her butt was within easy reach for me. My hand slipped between the cheeks of her ass, my middle finger seeking her anal cleft.

This was something new to Violet — normally, I never touched her in any way until she had completely satisfied my sexual desires. I could feel the anticipation building inside her as her eating of my pussy grew distinctly more passionate. It was incredible.

So as not to end this pleasure, I slid my finger deep into her ass… and she moaned into my cunt, aggressively using her tongue to give me the orgasm that I craved.

My heavy breathing seemed to fill the car, and I was blind to all but the sweet sensations pulsing through my body. I could feel Violet moaning as I fucked her ass, harder, deeper.

Wanting to drive her absolutely wild, I squirmed a second finger into her anus and began pounding them both in and out of her butt as hard and fast as I was able. She responded by sucking my clit between her lips, still making helpless sounds of ecstasy that pulsed through my cunt like electrical current.

And then I was coming, my head thrown back as the world collapsed into a searing flash of light and heat. I was emitting choked gasps as waves of pure orgasmic bliss crashed down, one after the next. Finally I lay back, glowing from head to toe and utterly spent.

Violet continued to gently nuzzle my pussy. My fingers were still buried motionless in her ass, though she had not yet come herself. All in good time, I mused with a smile.

I opened my eyes to see Cheryl and my mom watching us. Cheryl’s eyes could not seem to decide if they wanted to watch the back of her mother’s head between my legs, or my hand upon that generous ass, fingers probing Violet’s anal cavity. Her rapt expression reminded me of that first time I had watched her fist fuck my mom — and that amused me. Mother, on the other hand, only watched me. Surprise and passion was contained in that gaze… and perhaps a little envious lust.

*****

I led Violet into my house, two of my fingers still submerged in her asshole. Cheryl and my mom followed after they parked the car.

When they came in they found me seated in the living room with Violet panting on hands and knees before me, pushing her ass back so that my probing fingers could give her more pleasure.

A brown paper bag in her hand, Cheryl smiled at me, knowing full well what was next for our evening. She turned to Mother and ordered her to get naked, then began to undress as well. I watched the two of them disrobe until my mom wore only white stockings, her other pair. Now each mother-daughter duo looked even more similar — the tall slender redhead girls and the shorter, more voluptuous blonde babes.

Mother gasped when Cheryl lifted two objects from the paper bag, recognizing them immediately. Violet was too far gone in her pleasure to care, she never even looked up from the carpet. They were eight inch strap-on cocks, each attached to a leather harness. Cheryl said she had to eat the pussy of the cashier at the adult store to persuade her to sell them to an underage teenager. I was sceptical about our need for such devices at the time… but seeing mother’s fear and lust in her eyes, I foresaw the pleasures soon to be had from them — no matter how they were acquired.

My mother stood shivering as she watched Cheryl strap the love toy about her waist, the thrusting cock lifelike and huge in the dim light, its intent obvious.

“Get on your knees next to my mom, Beth,” Cheryl said firmly.

My mother did not hesitate, and was soon hip and shoulder against Violet.

I pulled my fingers from Violet’s ass, much to her displeasure, and awkwardly strapped the other cock about my waist after stripping naked.

I looked up… Violet was hiding her face in her hands, unwilling to face the stark reality of what was happening to her. At some point she must have looked up at Cheryl and I and understood what we intended for them both.

“Here it comes, Beth!” Cheryl pressed the head of that fat cock into mother’s wet sex and was rewarded with a cry of pleasure that rang out in the spacious room. When she had the cock buried deep in the thin body of my mother, Cheryl grabbed Mom’s hips and began to fuck her like a man.

Returning to my seat on the couch, I watched the debauchery with pleasure. Violet had opened her eyes at the lewd sounds and was looking wide-eyed at the fat cock moving in and out of her neighbor.

I nudged her in the leg with my toe to get her attention, “Your turn, Violet.” She slowly turned to stare at the large cock fastened about my waist, pointing obscenely at the ceiling above. “Take your clothes off.”

With hesitant movements she watched the bobbing prick between my legs as she removed her remaining clothing. When she was as naked as the rest of us, I calmly ordered, “Climb on, Violet.”

Up to this day our coupling had been limited to fingers and tongues. This thing thrusting up from me was more than that… it would take her, ravish her, force her to realize what she was doing. It would invade both her body and her soul — and I knew that that she would remember the feel of that big dick inside her years after feeling it tonight.

Slowly, as if in a dream, Violet climbed up to straddle my slim thighs. Without helping or moving I said, “Put it in.”

She watched my eyes as her hand slipped past her soft stomach down to her hairy blonde cunt to grasp that cool, flesh-coloured cock. I clearly read it in her gaze when it pierced her body and began to fill her, a sweet inch at a time. It was obvious — pleasure and pain mingled as she lowered herself toward my lap, taking the length of it into her body.

“Ride me, Violet,” I breathed.

I could see that she loved it — that she needed this penetration to find her ultimate pleasure. Cheryl had told me that this cock was far bigger than her father’s was, and I never asked how she knew this information, fearful of an answer.

Violet’s hands white-knuckled the back of the couch on either side of my shoulder as our eyes locked. My hands came up to claim her breasts, and I brought my face to a taut nipple, sucking it into my mouth. She began to move upon me, upon that cock… and I wondered, not for the first time, what it must feel like. Violet certainly seemed to enjoy it. Her body slapped against my own as she pumped herself up and down, up and down on its length… but it was the liquid sounds of her wet cunt that caught my ear.

I knew her orgasm was fast approaching and was anticipating it with excitement when I saw Cheryl’s wide grin over her mother’s shoulder. Looking past Violet’s hip, I saw my mother flat upon the floor in a sweaty exhausted mess — her eyes glazed and looking into my own. God, she was beautiful.

Getting Violet to still her rapid, violent motion upon my cock was difficult, so impassioned was she, so desperate to receive her long-awaited climax. Violet looked at me open-mouthed, not understanding why I had stopped her so abruptly. Then I saw her eyes widen in surprise and shock when her daughter said softly, lips millimeters from her mother’s ear, “Don’t move, Mom.”

I knew it when I felt the strange rumblings that began to race through Violet’s body, saw the look in her eyes that suggested a wild, desperate animal. Cheryl was sliding her cock into her own mother’s ass, while my own cock filled her cunt. Violet was getting the double fucking of a lifetime… and all I could see in her eyes was bliss. The humiliation and fear were now completely gone, and only pleasure remained.

When she again started to move, in tiny tentative jerks, she began to moan helplessly from the sensations careening through her. It sounded like some primal beast, no longer the prim businesswoman and mother she normally was. Cheryl and I began to move as well, finding a slow, steady rhythm in our fucking of Violet.

I felt lips touch my cheek, and turned in surprise to find mother gazing hungrily at me. Our lips met, and I felt her tongue slip into my mouth. Her hands found my breast, and she fondled me delightfully as I returned my mother’s kiss, head spinning with my craving for her. Meanwhile, Mom’s other hand slipped down my back, her fingers working their way into the cleft of my ass to find and tease my slick anal ring.

In response, I trailed my hand down the front of her body to slip two fingers into her hot, wet vagina. This only seemed to inflame her more and she dipped her face down to take my left nipple into her mouth. I eased another finger into her, knowing that her cunt could take all that I could give.

Mother pressed her digit to the second knuckle in my rectum, and I was surprised at how good it felt — the brief pain subsiding quickly to leave a warm glow of pleasure. My anus was moist enough for her to slowly and expertly finger my ass to the movements of Violet on top of me, her cunt plunging frantically up and down on the cock protruding from my lap.

Suddenly Violet began to scream and thrash between her daughter’s body and mine as her orgasm detonated inside her. She came so hard that it was all Cheryl and I could do to keep her from taking all four of us down to the floor. She shuddered violently, her eyes squeezed shut, a low keening sound issuing from her throat. And it lasted at least another minute. Her dam had broken — taken by two teenage girls.

Finally, the exhausted woman slid off me and sank to the floor at my feet. Cheryl and I shared a look at the result of this perverted drama that we had arranged. Both of us sporting wide smiles and sparkling eyes.

I lifted mother’s face from my breast. “Lick me clean and then help me get this dick off me,” I said softly. Mom eagerly slipped her face down to my waist and engulfed half the penis in her experienced mouth — bobbing up and down a dozen times before disengaging and licking the reminder with her extended tongue. The leather harness came off soon after.

I looked over to see that Cheryl had moved her mother onto her back and spread her thighs apart, and was now moving her cock in and out of her mother’s cunt. I would have thought it impossible after the orgasm she had just experienced, but Violet had locked her ankles behind her daughter’s waist and was kissing Cheryl passionately. Their kiss broke and Violet gazed adoringly at her child… her eyes lit with a happy glow, as if there was no place or person she would rather be with.

I heard Cheryl whisper “I love you, Mom,” and their mouths met again. It was obvious that Cheryl was not playing her game of domination with Violet… she was really making love to her mother. And Violet wanted it that way.

I knew how she felt — I think we all did.

They fornicated with abandon, their neighbors forgotten as they gazed into each other’s eyes between deep kisses.

Seeing mother and daughter fuck like lovers drove my desire for Mom even higher, and I turned to her. She was watching me silently, waiting submissively for my command. I could see the hunger in her gaze, and knew she was mine now. I had earned the right to possess her.

I lay down on the carpet, and with a simple nod she crawled over between my thighs and into my arms, pressing her auburn bush against my own, her mouth eagerly seeking mine. We fit together perfectly like adjoining pieces of a jigsaw puzzle — kissing passionately like we had been lovers for years.

For a long while, I was thrilled just to be holding my mother, tasting her sweet mouth. We kissed for a small, wonderful eternity, our hands exploring the soft contours of one another’s bodies. I cupped her ass as she nibbled at my lower lip.

Wanting more, I rolled Mom over on her back and kissed her once more, then began to nuzzle at her slender neck. My lips and tongue journeyed down, savoring the warmth and scent of my mother’s skin, leaving soft kisses in the hollow of her throat.

Her breasts delighted me. I buried my face in them, then raised my head to flick at an erect nipple with my tongue. Mom whimpered… and I took the pink nubbin into my mouth, sucking it gently.

Heart pounding, my mother cradled me to her breasts as I pleasured her right nipple, then the left. “Oh,” she whispered, her lips brushing my hair. When I playfully nibbled at the now firm tip, Mom sighed ecstatically.

I was making love to my own mother, sharing pleasure with her as an equal. I knew she would obey me without hesitation if I simply ordered her to get me off, but I wanted more from my mother than simple obedience. I wanted her love… and I wanted her to know just how much I loved her.

Down her body I went, leaving a trail of kisses, licks and love bites. Mom was quivering with excitement as I explored the softness of her tummy with my mouth. Her belly button was too, too adorable, and I made her shiver with delight when my tongue probed inside. I continued downward…

And there I was, lying between my mother’s thighs, my face inches away from her pussy.

Mom’s cunt was so beautiful that it stole my breath away. Framed by deep red pubes, the folds and lines of her vagina, now glistening with her arousal, reminded me of nothing so much as a dew-moistened pink flower. I know that seems a cliche, but that was really what I thought right then. I inhaled deeply, luxuriating in the rich aroma of my mother… the scent was intoxicating.

I heard a low, muffled moan, and glanced over at Cheryl and Violet, locked in a shuddering 69 position. Cheryl’s still-wet strap-on lay to one side as mother and daughter pleasured one another with their mouths. Mmmm, that looked yummy.

A crazy thought entered my mind that, even after I had indulged in lesbian games for over a month with all three of the women in this room, I had yet to eat pussy. I turned my face back to my mother’s nakedness, thrilled that my first oral sex would be with Mom. I put my hands on her thighs, opening her wider…

Then I felt my mother’s fingers brush my cheek, and lifted my eyes to meet hers. “Please,” she whispered, her eyes glazed with need. “Please.”

Dizzy with arousal, my gaze never leaving hers, I slowly lowered my face to my mother’s cunt and placed a soft kiss on her opening. She cried out, a spasm of helpless ecstasy flickering through her body.

My tongue emerged to lick… lightly at first, still teasing her, sampling Mom’s delights. Her pussy was delicious. I licked harder, pressing my tongue into her folds. She moaned happily, her quivering hands resting on my head. Unable to restrain myself any longer, I took Mom’s cunt into my mouth and began to suck and kiss at her. I was high on incest and drunk on the sweet essence of wet pussy, now dripping from my chin as I feasted on my own mother’s vagina.

Mom began to shiver and shake as I pleasured her, panting frantically as she approached what promised to be an explosive climax, then cried out in protest when I lifted my mouth from her cunt. I knew she desperately needed to come, but I had other plans for her.

I pushed my mother’s knees up and apart, opening her even further. She grabbed the backs of her thighs and held her knees to her breasts, biting her lip as she waited for me to resume my oral attentions.

Parting her ass cheeks with one hand, I slipped my tongue into the pink cleft in between and began to lick hungrily at my mother’s anus. Within seconds Mom was breathing like a marathon runner. As I ate her ass, my fingers stole between her legs, seeking her clit. When she realized what I was doing, her body froze for a moment, trembling as I found the erect nubbin and stroked it between two fingers.

And my mother came.

Her body bucked so furiously that it was all I could do to keep licking her. I could hear my mother’s voice gasping “Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh,” her hands twitching helplessly in her hair. I plastered my mouth to her pussy once more, eating my mother out as my fingers worked at her clit. Mom’s cunt was a river, and I drank deep of her… and she continued to climax for at least another two minutes.

Though I had never before gone down on a woman, somehow I knew instinctively how to make my mother feel wonderful. I guided her through her orgasm until it peaked and crested, then nuzzled her wet pubes lovingly as she slowly drifted back to the here and now. Finally I rested my cheek on her warm thigh, licking her honey from my lips. Mmmmm, luscious.

I felt my mother’s hand take mine and tug gently. I raised my face from her and crawled into my lover’s embrace. Her eyes shone with adoration. “Oh, my sweet angel,” she breathed. My mother kissed me, her tongue emerging to lick at my mouth and chin, tasting herself. Our bare bodies slid and moved together, sending my lust soaring.

We kissed passionately for a long while, occasionally glancing over at Cheryl and her mom, who were locked in a loving embrace. Violet was on top of her daughter, holding Cheryl’s face in her hands, kissing her hotly again and again. I could see Cheryl’s fingers pumping in and out of her mother’s ass.

Finally, I could wait no longer… I needed to be pleasured by Mother.

Rolling over onto my back, I spread my thighs wide apart. I gazed deep into her eyes. “Please, Mother,” I whispered. “Make love to me.”

We both knew that I could have simply ordered her to lick my pussy… and she would have done so without a moment’s hesitation. But for now, I wanted her as my lover, not my submissive.

She knelt next to me and lowered her face to my breast, her tongue emerging to toy with my nipple. I moaned, shaking with need. My mother must have known how badly I craved release, because she licked a pathway down my body until her face was between my thighs. Her adoring eyes met mine… then they closed as she dipped her head to lick my cunt.

The touch of her tongue was gossamer-soft, delightful, maddening. My nails dug into my palms as Mom’s mouth gently explored me.

Then an idea flashed in my mind, and I stopped my mother with a hand on her shoulder. Sitting up, I reached for the strap-on dildo and cradled it in my hands.

“Mom,” I said softly, “I’m still a virgin, you know.” I offered the latex cock to her. “I want you to be my first fuck.”

Her eyes grew wide, and she suddenly seemed to be on the verge of tears. But instead of crying, she whispered “Thank you, Linda,” and kissed me lovingly.

Rising to her feet, she took the strap-on from me and fastened it about her waist, then knelt before me. Heart pounding, I lay back and parted my legs, ready to be penetrated for the very first time. The latex cock that jutted proudly from my mother’s body might have been too large for me… but I wanted, needed to be fucked more than anything right then.

I inhaled sharply as Mom slipped a finger into my dripping pussy, then sighed contentedly as she moved it around inside me, opening my cunt up for her. It felt divine, but I craved more.

“I’m ready, Mom,” I breathed, spreading my thighs even wider. “Please… take me now.”

My mother glanced down between my legs for a moment, positioned herself above me, and then — oh, yes! — I felt the tip of it slide into my body.

Her eyes never left mine as she slowly, slowly pushed that big cock into me… pausing when it reached my hymen. I was trembling from head to toe, but ready for her. “Do it, Mom,” I whispered.

A searing surge of pain burst through my pelvis as my mother broke me. I cried out loud, but quickly grabbed her ass before she could withdraw. “Wait,” I panted, my eyes filling with unbidden tears. “Wait…”

Mom remained motionless atop me, her comforting lips brushing my forehead as the sharp agony inside me slowly faded to a dull ache… but the incredible sensation of being completely filled grew greater. Finally I opened my eyes to meet her concerned gaze. “Okay, Mom,” I whimpered, “now go… go slow.”

At first I couldn’t feel her move at all… then I did. She pulled up ever so slightly, easing that incredible cock out of me by what felt like half an inch. Then back in again. Then out. She was moving as little as possible, fucking me with a feather-light delicacy… and the twinges of pain were gradually becoming shocks of pleasure. I slowly wrapped my legs around Mom’s back, encouraging her to lengthen her strokes. My head spun as my body completely opened up to my mother.

“Oh, yes, Mom, yes,” I moaned. She was really fucking me now, and I loved every sweet thrust of her hips against mine. My cunt was hot and slippery, the wetness oozing down the crack of my ass. A mewling sound seemed to fill the room, growing steadily louder… and I suddenly realized that it was coming from me — rising as the sensations rose in my body.

My mother’s face hovered above mine, flushed and beautiful. She was breathing hard, but smiled at me as she continued to pump in and out of my hungry cunt. Suddenly her hand stole between my legs… and I gasped as her fingers tweaked my clitoris.

The universe seemed to collapse into itself as I seized up in a climax that felt like a million tongues of fire feasting on my body. I screamed, I shook, I died. Finally, I blacked out.

But only for a few seconds, because Mom was still inside me when I came to. My flushed, sweaty body was tingling delightfully.

“I love you, Mom,” I whispered, kissing her lightly. Her eyes glistened with happy tears.

“I love you too, baby,” she replied. She kissed me back, then I gasped with a fresh spasm of pleasure as she began to withdraw that lovely cock from me. The dildo exited my cunt with a pop, and she rolled off me and onto her side, her head on my shoulder, fingers brushing my tummy.

I saw now that Cheryl and her mother had been watching us fuck, their arms wrapped around one another.

“God, that was hot,” Cheryl murmured. She extricated herself from Violet’s embrace and quickly crawled over to us. “I want a taste,” she grinned, rolling my mother onto her back and bending to take the latex cock jutting between Mom’s legs into her mouth. She sucked at its length happily, then raised her face to mine. “Mmmm, Linda… you taste good.” She kissed me hotly, sharing the flavor of my pussy with me, then crawled back to Violet and sought her mother’s mouth, giving her a taste. Their kiss quickly became passionate, and Cheryl and Violet slumped to the carpet together, resuming their lovemaking.

The sight of mother and daughter locked in a carnal embrace sharpened my own arousal, and I turned to reach for Mom, already eager for more.

Our mutual pleasures lasted for hours, until the four of us finally stumbled upstairs for the night. Violet and Cheryl slept in my bed, while I led Mom into her room, where we slipped between cool white sheets and cuddled one another until we fell asleep. Later that night I awakened to find my mother nuzzling my breasts… and we made love once more, then drifted again into sweet slumber.

*****

The sun woke me up before Mother. I slipped from our bed, her thin naked body looking delicious in the bright light. The wetness and evidence of the pleasures we had shared hours before was gone, but for the lingering scent.

I slipped silently to the bathroom and a long hot bath. The water was very hot and seemed to comfort and ease my achy limbs. Mom would have bathed with me, I’m sure, had I asked her to do so… washing me lovingly, perhaps pleasuring me if I wished. This morning, though, I needed my thoughts. With a soft smile, I pondered how things had changed last night between the four of us.

Mother was mine now, though Cheryl and I never spoke of it. Violet was now her daughter’s lover, and they were both blissfully happy. Of course, so were my mother and I.

*****

Life as my mother’s lover was different, better. I never found the need to push her to submit to my desires — she happily allowed me the dominant role in our sexual games. Though when Cheryl and her mother came over, I still found pleasure in pushing Violet past her comfort level.

The four of us fucked in every possible combination when we were all together — and I was the master of ceremonies for the occasion, deciding who did what to whom. Mom, Cheryl and Violet willingly submitted to my wishes without question. However, by an unspoken agreement between Mom and myself, neither she nor I ever made love to another woman on our own… our sex partners, be it Violet and Cheryl or other willing women, were always to be shared by the two of us.

For me, my relationship with my mother had changed forever when I first saw her silently spread the cheeks of her ass upon my best friend’s command. I discovered that what I desired most of all was the taboo relationship with my own parent — not only to have sex with her, but to have her act for me as she had done Cheryl that first time. It was the dominant lifestyle that I continue to learn more about daily that was the means to achieve what I desired. Violet was only a stepping stone to my mother.

For Mom, her first lesbian lover, Cheryl, had drawn out her submissive passion — much to her surprise, at first. But she soon came to crave those intimate moments when she was powerless, at the mercy of the whim of her mistress. So much so that she found herself able and willing to submit to any suggestion or command by her ‘top’ — that was how she ended up being fist-fucked before her own daughter.

She learned, however, that I was more patient and trusting than Cheryl, willing to be her lover as well as her mistress… and the pleasure she received in our relationship was far more satisfying than any she had ever known with another. She tells me so, often.

I’ve known my share of lovers since discovering my true sexuality, but no one will ever please me like my mother does. She is the light of my life, and I adore her.

The End