Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

Ask and ye shall receive. Because of the numerous complaints from various Britons who frequent this site about the portrayal of Princess Diana in this story, I’ve changed this story to make it about an equally lovely princess who does not exist. Our apologies to the spirit of Lady Di for any upset we might have caused her in the Kingdom Celestial.

After changing the identity of the princess, I ended up rewriting this story extensively (improving it considerably in the process, methinks). Therefore, I have made the executive decision to take a writer’s credit for the final result.

Thanks to all those who made their thoughts known on this matter. Special thanks to Amanda Lynn, who gave me the idea of reworking the thing in the first place. (You’d think I could’ve come up with that my own damn self, but nope…)

Hope you enjoy.

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By JetBoy

Twenty-six-year-old Sophia, Princess of Belgium, breathed a sigh of relief as she closed the hotel room door behind her, shutting out the world. Once she had thoroughly enjoyed the attention that came to her naturally, being both royalty and one of the world’s most beautiful women, but these days, it nearly drove her mad.

It had been a long journey, but an essential one. Sophia had been looking forward to this Tuscany holiday for weeks. It was just her and a fortnight of relaxation. Of course, a bodyguard occupied the room just across the hall, and if the paparazzi didn’t catch up with her, it would be a miracle.

The first thing Sophia wanted was a shower. She switched on the taps in the bathroom to let it warm up, and then went to the bedroom to undress. She stopped by the full-length mirror in the bedroom to study at her own naked figure. Her tall frame, firm full breasts, flat tummy but curvaceous hips, and her long legs would be a tempting sight for any red-blooded male.

A pity, then, that I have so little use for men. 

She had tried hard enough to please Prince Oswald, who she’d married just two months earlier, but in the end she’d been obliged to seek satisfaction elsewhere. Oswald was too proud to say so, but Sophia suspected that his preference was for the burly, muscular specimens of manhood who served in the Royal Guard.

Not that she begrudged him this attraction to his own sex… an inclination she understood all too well. Ever since schooldays, Sophia had known that her own desire was for other girls. And now that she was finally on holiday, hidden from the prying gaze of the press, she hoped to indulge that desire. Her last time with a woman had been a frantic fuck in a toilet stall with one of her old flames. Ironically it had happened during a wedding rehearsal, and the lover in question was one of her bridesmaids.

Studying her reflection, she reached up to caress her left breast, exhaling slowly. Her right hand crept down to the dark blonde triangle of hair between her legs. Her middle finger extended and parted her vagina lips, then slid up and down her wet slit.

Knowing that she was in need of release, Sophia lay down on the bed, parted her legs wide, and proceeded to masturbate vigorously. she plunged the middle and third finger of her right hand deep into her cunt, using the thumb to tease her swollen clit. Putting the left index into her mouth, she moistened it, then reached behind to slowly insert it up her back passage.

In this way, stimulating her cunt and anus, Sophia brought herself to a frenzied orgasm in a couple of minutes.

Slightly dazed, she padded from the bedroom into the main room of the suite. She could hear the shower still running, and see steam emerging from the bath.

Sophia took a quick shower, dried off and slipped into a short summer dress. It was pale blue, cut low at the top with a short skirt, and tight enough to show off her figure. She didn’t bother with underwear, as she intended to go to bed before long.

Her thoughts were interrupted by room service. The maid that brought the tray in was a young, slim Italian girl, about seventeen, with lustrous olive skin and long curly black hair. Her black uniform made her look extremely sexy, Sophia thought. When the girl looked at Sophia and saw who she was serving, she gave a slight start. Sophia was used to this, and immediately put the girl at ease with a friendly greeting.

Speaking Italian as best she could, Sophia asked the girl about herself. Thankfully, the girl switched to English, which the princess spoke fluently. She answered that her name was Maria, and she lived in staff quarters at the hotel with her parents and her younger sister

“Is there anything else I can do for you?” asked Maria.

Maybe spend the night with me? thought Sophia. Instead, she sent the girl off with a generous tip, saying “Thank you very much. I hope we meet again soon.”

For the rest of the day, Sophia’s thoughts returned again and again to the lovely Italian maid. She fantasized about Maria that night, using her hands to call forth ecstasy once more.

In the morning Sophia rose early and went down to the pool. She wore a dress over her very skimpy bikini, unsure of how private it would be. By then, she was sick and tired of swimsuit photos of herself appearing in the weekly tabloids.

Sophia was pleasantly surprised to see that the open-air pool was enclosed by a wall on all sides, and almost deserted. The only person there was a tanned young girl in a black bikini, lying face down on a sun lounger.

As Sophia passed by, the girl sat up and looked at her. “Hello, Princess. My sister told me you were here.”

The girl’s English was accented, but she seemed very confident with the language. Sophia took her age to be about twelve. Her dark hair was straight, cut in a bob that framed her strong Latin features quite nicely. Her eyes were brown and very large. Her slim figure was well developed for her age, the bikini snug enough to reveal budding breasts. Too young for Sophia to pursue, of course, but she was delightfully cute and good company.

As nobody else was around, Sophia slipped her dress off and had a pleasant chat with the girl, who introduced herself as Gina, currently on holiday from school.

Idly taking out her bottle of sun lotion, Sophia asked the girl, “Could you put some of this on my back? I’ll do the same for you, if you like.”

Gina replied, “Of course! Here, lie down and I’ll do you all over.”

This sounded lovely to Sophie, and soon the girl was massaging oil into Sophia’s back. Her touch was light but quite sensuous, and Sophia found herself enjoying the physical contact.

Then Gina said: “Maria always goes topless. Are you going to?”

Sophia thought for a moment, an image of the beautiful Maria’s tanned breasts forming in her mind. Why not? She decided, then quickly undid the bikini top and dropped it on the deck next to her dress. Next to Gina’s brown body, Sophia’s breasts were quite pale, but the young girl seemed to like looking at them.

Sophia shifted in her seat so she was almost facing Gina, at which point the young girl took a palm full of sun oil and began to rub it into Sophia’s left breast. A warm feeling spread through the princess’ body as Gina now used both hands to massage her chest.

Wait, wait – am I getting aroused by this little girl? That can’t be right! She thought. Nonetheless, a familiar heat was pulsing between Sophia’s thighs.

Sophia’s nipples quickly became erect, and as the girl’s slim hands moved back and forth over them, Gina said, “I think you are enjoying this, Princess. Maria likes it too when I touch her this way.”

She does this to her sister? Sophia thought. Could that mean… no, it can’t be. 

In spite of herself, she realized that this girl of twelve was indeed turning her on… and something told her that Gina just might feel the same way about her.

Finally, her curiosity grew too intense to resist. Sitting up to reveal her breasts, Sophia said, “Thanks, Gina. Would you like for me to do that for you?”

Yes,” said Gina, smiling sweetly, “I would like that very much, if you want to.”

Sophia did want to,. Reaching around Gina, she undid the bow which held up the girl’s bikini top. Gina’s young breasts were slight but flawless. They were a light tan in color, with dark nipples that were already visibly stiff.

Sophia moistened her palms with oil, then placed one hand upon each of the young girl’s breasts. The only sound to be heard was their slow breathing as the Belgian princess and the twelve-year-old Italian schoolgirl sat facing each other, looking into each other’s eyes, each with their lips slightly parted, each caressing the bare breasts of the other. By now they were both extremely aroused, but neither wanted to say or do anything that might break the spell that had ensnared them both.

Moistening her lips, Gina slowly leaned toward Sophia. Their mouths lightly brushed together, then the young girl’s lips parted.

Sophia couldn’t stop herself if she wanted to — she slipped her tongue into Gina’s mouth, and just like that, the princess and the preteen girl were kissing passionately.

Sophia’s heart was racing. She hadn’t had a lesbian experience with a girl this young since her first time at boarding school, when she was still a shy virgin. But it was obvious from Gina’s skilled fingers and her soft, sugary kisses that this child had indulged in lesbian love play before.

Suddenly there was the unmistakable sound of approaching footsteps. Quickly breaking her embrace with Gina, Sophia struggled back into her bikini top. Gina had been alarmed for a moment, but had immediately thrown her own top back on and got to her feet.

“I have to go,” said Gina, hurriedly putting on her shoes. “I’m not supposed to use the pool when guests are here.”

“Well,” began Sophia, slightly embarrassed now at how reckless she had been, “come and see me in my room if you want. We can keep each other company.”

This brought a huge smile to Gina’s face, and she winked at Sophia, then turned and quickly walked in the direction of her mother’s voice. Sophia stared at the young girl’s slim figure from behind as she left. The cheeks of Gina’s bottom were barely concealed by her bikini. Sophia pictured the girl naked, and imagined being able to explore that young, firm body at her leisure.

The pool was not quite private enough for Sophia to masturbate, so she lay back, closed her eyes and indulged in perverted thoughts while she sunbathed. In particular, she thought about the beautiful Maria having her breasts massaged by Gina. Did they do more together than that?

After an hour or so, Sophia returned to her suite. Fetching a vibrator out of her luggage, she stripped off and lay down on the bed, intending to relieve herself quickly and then take a shower. She plunged the toy into her dripping cunt and felt its tremors resonate through her body. While she fucked herself with the vibrator, she used her spare hand to rub her clitoris, and soon she felt an enormous climax approach.

At that moment, however, she heard the main door to her suite open and close, and somebody entering. In a panic, she grabbed a hotel bathrobe and stuck her head out the bedroom door.

There was Maria, doing her job as maid, with a trolley laden with bed linen.

“Good morning, Princess Sophia. How are you today? Shall I come back later? There was no sign on the door…”

“No, that’s fine,” said Sophia breathlessly. “Please, carry on.”

“Thank you. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it?” Maria started towards the bedroom, but Sophia blocked her path.

“Actually, leave the sheets,” said Sophia.

Maria looked past her, smiling as she spied the vibrator on the bed.

“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do for you, Princess Sophia?” Maria asked innocently in her heavily accented voice. Then she smiled knowingly at the Princess, and said: “I hear you meet my sister this morning.”

Sophia stared at the Italian maid, trying to work out exactly where this was going. The top button of her uniform was undone, and that glimpse of Maria’s tanned skin caught Sophia’s eye. She imagined undressing the young woman, running her fingers through the maid’s dark curly hair as their bare bodies pressed together.

“She is young, but already very pretty, no?” offered Maria.

“She is.”

“She likes you. She begged me to show her your room.”

“I… I told her she should come and see me.”

“You have already seen a lot of each other, I think.” Maria grinned mischievously.

“We were sunbathing.”

“She rub oil on you. I know where she touched. And you touch too. You kissed, I know that, too. Did she pleasure you?”

Sophia wanted Maria now, she was desperate to have her, but what she was saying about her own sister had the princess’ head spinning. Are they really lovers? she asked herself.

“I go now, but I will come back soon. With Gina.” With that, Maria took her trolley of sheets and left the room.

Sophia was desperate. She’d almost reached the point of dropping her robe and flinging herself at Maria. Now she was alone, unsure when the girl would return.

Wanting to be ready to receive her guests, Sophia showered, then put on a light teal cotton dress that came down to her knees and buttoned up the front.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Sophia opened it to find Gina, holding a bunch of flowers and grinning eagerly, Maria close behind, still in her maid’s uniform. Gina wore a skintight white mini-dress which would have been more suitable for a nightclub, accompanied by white high heel shoes and red lipstick.

Oh, my God, Sophia told herself, she’s so fucking sexy.

She quickly invited them in, and while Gina looked around inside, Sophia slipped the Do Not Disturb notice over the doorknob. Taking the flowers from Gina and sitting on the couch, she said: “These are beautiful. Thank you very much.”

Gina looked at Sophia with adoring eyes. “Not as beautiful as you.”

Maria stood behind her sister and smiled at Sophia. “I told you she likes you, Princess. You think my little sister is pretty?”

Sophia gazed at the young girl before her, as if Maria was presenting her as an offering. The dress was sophisticated, making Gina look more mature than she was. She was, in fact, utterly lovely. Her slim tanned legs were barely covered by the dress, and Sophia fought the urge to run a hand up the inside of Gina’s thigh. The contours of the girl’s slight breasts were showcased perfectly by the tightness of the garment, and the lustful look in her eyes stole Sophia’s breath away.

“I think you want to see more,” said Maria, and she reached down and took the hem of Gina’s dress in both hands, and with one swift movement, pulled it up and over the young girl’s head.

Sophia gasped. The 12-year-old now stood before her wearing only her shoes and a pair of white lace panties. Through the lace, Sophia could see a small triangle of dark pubes. Gina’s young breasts were bare, her stiff nipples begging to be kissed.

Gina could feel her sex grow hot and wet, well aware that she was having a similar effect on Sophia who, by then, was almost shaking with lust.

Maria now removed her uniform and let it drop to the floor. She stood beside her sister, revealing to Sophia a perfect body now clad in black stockings, suspenders, black lace knickers and matching bra. Maria’s golden tan clearly covered her whole body, a body that Sophia ached to know more intimately.

Maria ran her hands over the curves of her hips and up over her breasts. “Well?” she said. “Do you like?”

“You’re both incredible,” answered Sophia.

Taking Sophia’s hand, Gina got the princess to her feet, then she and Maria unbuttoned her dress, allowing it to slip from her shoulders. Sophia had worn nothing underneath, and now stood completely naked between the Italian sisters. Her face and chest were flushed pink, and her nipples stood firm and proud.

Gina stepped closer to the princess to place a hand on one of her breasts, while Maria began to fondle Sophia’s ass. Giving the twelve-year-old an adoring smile, Sophia bent down until her lips met Gina’s. The child moaned as her tongue entered Sophia’s mouth and they kissed like ardent lovers.

Maria ran a hand down the front of Sophia’s body from her breasts, over her belly and down to her vulva. As she ran her fingers through the Princess’ dark blonde pubes, Maria pressed her own body against Sophia’s and began planting small kisses on her shoulder.

Sophia broke her kiss with Gina to place an arm around the waist of each of the girls. Cuddling them close, Sophia slowly guided her new lovers towards the bedroom.

Once inside, Maria said, ”Lie down, Princess. We want to show you something.” Sophia obeyed, lying back with her head propped up on a pillow so she could watch the two nearly-naked beauties in front of her. She couldn’t resist parting her legs and slipping a finger between her labia.

Gina and Maria stood side by side at the foot of the bed. Gina had kicked off her shoes and now wore nothing but her skimpy knickers. Maria was sporting her own sexy black underwear. The sisters smiled at Sophia then, turning to face each other, embraced. Gina cradled her sister’s bottom with both hands while Maria clutched Gina’s shoulders, and their mouths slowly came together.

Sophia watched, her excitement mounting, as the two sisters kissed, their mouths wide open, tongues darting back and forth. Gina expertly unclipped her older sister’s bra, and they broke their kiss so Maria could slip it off, allowing her breasts to spill out. They were perfectly tanned, medium sized but very firm. Gina wasted no time taking the tip of one in her mouth.

As the young girl sucked on her nipple, Maria looked at Sophia and said in her sultry voice: “I think you would like some of this too, no?”

Sophia nodded, mesmerized by the incestuous lesbian playing out before her.

Gina raised her face from Maria’s breast and turned to face the princess. The young girl’s face was a picture of anticipation as her older sister stood behind, reaching round to hold her small breasts. Maria caressed the twelve-year-old’s chest as she nuzzled her ears and shoulders, then ran her hands down the front of Gina’s body to take hold of the waistband of the girl’s white knickers. She gently tugged them down, allowing Sophia to see the thatch of sparse dark curls that adorned Gina’s cunt. Maria removed her sister’s knickers completely, and Gina stepped forward to climb onto the bed.

The naked young girl crawled between Sophia’s legs, feasting her eyes on the Princess’ vulva. As she got within reach, Gina paused, looking up at Sophia’s face as if asking for permission.

Sophia nodded, silently imploring the girl to continue.

On hands and knees, Gina lowered her head to Sophia’s cunt and lightly kissed it, inhaling the musky scent of the woman’s desire. She planted a row of kisses up Sophia’s belly, over her navel and up to her chest, where Gina was faced with the princess’ large breasts.

From the first time since she’d seen them that morning, Gina had longed to do this. She held one of Sophia’s tits in each hand, taking the right nipple between her lips and teasing it with her tongue.

Sophia glanced up at Maria, who was now removing her own underthings. As Maria slid her knickers down over stocking clad thighs, Sophia admired the seventeen-year-old’s neatly trimmed bush.

Maria peeled off her stockings and, now completely naked, walked up alongside the bed. Leaning down, Maria offered her beautiful firm breasts to the princess to kiss. Sophia gladly did so, catching a dark nipple between her lips. Then Maria stood up and said something in Italian that Sophia didn’t catch.

Raising one leg, Maria placed a foot on the bedside table, exposing every bit of her cunt for Sophia to see. The princess stared hungrily at the pink glistening lips as the teen began to finger herself inches away from Sophia’s face.

Meanwhile, Gina had crawled back down to the bottom of the bed until her face was inches from Sophia’s cunt. As the princess watched the young girl’s mouth pressing into her bush, she parted her legs as wide as she could to allow Gina full access.

As the girl’s mouth and tongue made intimate contact with Sophia’s sex, the excitement became too much to bear. When Gina’s slippery tongue flicked between the princess’ pussy lips and into her vagina, a huge orgasm claimed her. Waves of pleasure swept through Sophie as she held the twelve-year-old’s face between her thighs. Her body jerked in ecstasy as Gina kept flicking her tongue around the princess’ vagina.

Maria looked down at Sophia and grinned. “She is good, yes? She knows how to love a woman with her mouth.”

Indeed, Gina did not let up for an instant in her worship of Sophia’s cunt. The young girl was licking up and down the parted slit, occasionally dropping lower to let the tip of her tongue tease the princess’ anus.

Maria withdrew her finger from her own cunt and held it under Sophia’s nose, letting the Princess sample her aroma. “You like some of this?”

Sophia nodded. Maria swung a leg over Sophia to straddle her chest, facing the foot of the bed so she could watch her little sister, still busy between the princess’ thighs. Sophia had an up-close view of Maria’s tanned ass and moist slit as the teen lowered them to her face.

Placing a hand on each of Maria’s lovely buttocks, she licked the girl’s cunt and asshole. Meanwhile, Gina’s tongue was snaking into her own anus. Sophia lapped at Maria’s holes, reveling in the strong, tart flavor.

Copious amounts of nectar began to flow from Maria’s slit and into Sophia’s mouth, the Italian teen moaning loudly as she approached climax. Sophia lapped up every drop.

Maria came noisily, and as her orgasm subsided she lifted herself off Sophia and lay down next to her.

“Thank you, thank you, Princess,” Maria whispered, as they held each other, letting their tongues intertwine.

Meanwhile, Sophia was nearing her second climax, thanks to young Gina lavishing attention on both her holes. Maria’s firm tits mashed into Sophia’s as they kissed, interrupted when the child’s tongue and fingers brought the princess to another shuddering finale.

Sophia turned from Maria and drew little Gina’s body on top of hers. Wrapping her long legs around the young girl’s waist, Sophia hugged the little girl’s slim naked form and showered kisses all over her face. “That was amazing, Gina,” Sophia enthused, “where did you ever learn to do that?”

“In my bed,” answered Maria. “I have taught my sister all I know of how to please a woman. We love each other more than anything, but we wish to share our lovemaking with you, beautiful princess.” Maria leaned close to give Sophia a hungry kiss. “I must go back to my duties, but my little sister, she will stay to keep you company.”

“I… I love you, Maria,” Sophia whispered. “Will I see you again?”

Maria smiled. “If you want me, Princess Sophia,” she murmured. “And I love you too.” She stood, and Sophia watched Maria quickly dress, then slip from the room.

As the door gently closed, Sophia and Gina gazed into each other’s eyes. Gina’s lipstick was gone, replaced by a wet sheen of love honey that coated the lower half of her face.

Gina smiled at the princess. “I love you, Princess Sophia,” she said tenderly.

“I love you too, Gina,” the Princess whispered. “And now, I’m going to show you how much.”

Rolling the young girl onto her back, Sophia sat astride Gina’s waist, feasting her eyes on the young girl. Lying flat with arms outstretched, Gina’s small breasts were all but nonexistent. The puffy nipples were still swollen and erect, and Sophia knew they would be sensitive.

Gently taking each nipple between finger and thumb, the princess rubbed them lovingly, sending tiny jolts of pleasure through Gina’s body. Sophia studied the young girl’s reaction as she continued to stimulate the tips of her budding breasts.

Sophia leaned down to kiss Gina on the forehead, then the mouth. Gina’s lips parted to allow Sophia’s tongue to explore, and as they kissed, Sophia ran her hands down the twelve-year-old’s body. It was firm and smooth, sheer perfection. The princess kissed the girl’s neck and chest, sliding down the bed as her lips claimed each of Gina’s nipples in turn. She ran her tongue over each breast, then continued downward until her face was inches from Gina’s lightly-downed cunt.

Spreading Gina’s legs, Sophia studied the private area between. As the pubic hair was short and sparse, the pink mound and swollen labia were fully visible. Sophia savored the moment as she slowly touched her lips to the delicate flesh, her very soul overtaken by desire. She slid her tongue between Gina’s cunt lips, then thrust it as deeply as she could into the tight vagina.

Gina moaned with pleasure, encouraging the princess to continue. Sophia eagerly lapped at the girl, closing her eyes and filling her soul with the smell, taste and heat of young cunt.

As Gina’s excitement began to mount, Sophia paused, raising her head lightly so she could flick her tongue over the girl’s clitoris. While she did this, she let her right hand glide up to Gina’s anus, already moist with juice that had dribbled down into the child’s crack. As she lightly licked Gina’s most sensitive spot, Sophia eased her index finger into the girl’s rectum.

After she’d anally penetrated Gina’s rectum five or six times, the gasping girl was begging to be allowed to come.

But Sophia had other ideas. Getting up from the bed, she retrieved the vibrator she’d been using earlier. When she placed it against the twelve-year-old’s cunt and flicked the switch to start it buzzing, Gina looked down in mixed fear and excitement. “It won’t fit, I’ve never…” she tried to explain.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle, and you’re so wet it’ll be easy,” reassured the princess.

Gina was wet, soaking in fact, and the tip of the vibrator easily slid inside her vagina, where it sent throbbing sensations straight through her slender frame. The child’s body grew taut, and she started to whimper like her sister had.

Sophia slowly worked the vibrator into Gina’s wet opening, and although it was tight, the toy entered with surprisingly little effort. Once it was fully inserted, Sophia began to gently slide it in and out.

Gina’s eyes opened wide, and a gasp escaped her lips. A few strokes later, and the girl began to climax, a loud moan confirming to Sophia that she had taken Gina all the way.

Dropping the vibrator on the floor, Sophia lay down next to Gina and took the girl in her arms. They kissed each other tenderly, and within a short time, both fully satisfied, they fell asleep.

by JetBoy

 

I was fifteen years old when my father was killed in a car crash. Losing him was a horrible experience for me, but it was much worse for my mother Sarah — she was utterly devastated. Even after a year and a half, she was unable to overcome the grief and put her life back together. My name is Julia, and I am her only child.

Watching my mother suffer was breaking my heart. Before Dad’s accident, she was a sexy, vivacious woman of thirty-five with long red hair, a delicate and beautiful face with adorable dimples when she smiled. She was a dance instructor, which kept her body lithe and fit. Now, she was a shadow of her old self, shambling like a lost soul through life.

Eventually, I decided that I had to do something, and chose to have a heart to heart talk with her. One night after a glum, mostly silent dinner, I brought my mother into the living room and sat her down.

Kneeling before her, I took both her hands and said, “Mom, you’ve been mourning Dad for way too long. I miss him too, but he’s been gone for almost two years! You’ve got to start living your life again. Don’t you think he would have wanted it that way?”

Mom only shook her head sadly. “You don’t understand, Julia… it’s m-my fault your father is dead.”

I was stunned. How could it possibly be her fault? “Mom, that’s ridiculous. It was an accident… an accident, that’s all.”

“No, baby. If it hadn’t been for me, Bill wouldn’t have been in that accident in the first place,” she whispered.

I stared at my mother in perfect incomprehension. “What — Mom, what in God’s name are you talking about?”

She sighed, staring down at her hands. “On the day he died, right before he was going to work, I picked a fight with him. It was about something utterly moronic, too… I was just in a crappy mood, and took it out on your father. We… we yelled and screamed at each other for nearly an hour. Finally, he stormed out. But by then, he was running late, and — and he drove faster then he should have… the police told me later that, if he hadn’t been driving s-so fast when the tire blew, he wouldn’t have gone spinning off the embankment, the way he d-did.” She gave a sob of utter misery, tears streaming down her face.

I came over, sat next to her and gave her a hug. “Oh Mom, it wasn’t your fault,” I said, tears welling up in my own eyes.

“Oh, God, I feel so horrible. I wish it had b-been me instead,” she said as she broke down and wept.

I tried to soothe her, but she wasn’t having it. “Leave me alone, Julia… please!” she gasped, blindly pushing me away before she rose and fled, stumbling from the room. I heard the door of her bedroom click shut, but her sobs continued.

I flopped down on the couch, my heart heavy as I listened to Mom cry. I felt overcome with helplessness. There was nothing that I could say or do to convince her how damn unreasonable she was being.

Or was there?

Staring up at the ceiling from where I lay, I thought things through.

Mom felt guilty because she believed she was responsible for Dad’s death. Well, when I was young and knew, deep down inside, that I’d done wrong, I always felt better in the end if I was caught and punished by my father, even if it hurt. Dad was fair but pretty strict, and whenever I really got out of line, he’d spank me — right on my bare bottom if the offense was serious enough.

For the first time, I wondered: did he ever deal with my mother in the same way?

Maybe that was what she needed — someone to punish her! At the very least, it ought to purge this emotionally crippling need that Mom had to torment herself.

I wasn’t at all sure about this, but I was desperate and had no other ideas. One big question remained, though: who could administer that kind of treatment to Mom? I racked my brain for awhile but came up empty.

Suddenly, the answer was in my grasp. I would have to punish her myself. After all, I did have lots of experience, even if it was all on the receiving end.

Once I’d made this decision, I felt a little nervous and very excited. I was also shocked to realize something else quite unexpected — thinking about spanking my mother was turning me on!

I know that some people get off by being spanked, but I was never one of them — having Dad punish my bare bottom was painful and humiliating, and he knew it. That’s why he only used his hand on me when I messed up big time, which wasn’t often.

On the other hand, I’d fantasized more than once about giving a spanking, usually to one of the cute girls I knew — which in my mind, would always lead to some very hot sex. It was a masturbation scenario that never failed to get me off.

Of course, doing something like that to Mom had never even occurred to me, but once the idea took root, I was enthralled by it. What would it be like to have her lying over my legs, I wondered, her bare ass beneath my hand? That image gave me a warm, tingly feeling between my legs, and I could feel myself getting wet.

I’d been aware of my bisexuality for about a year at that point, after a night of passionate lovemaking with my best friend Beth. That was our only time together, but it was enough to hook me. In fact, I pretty much knew that girls got me way more excited than boys.

Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if I could be sexually attracted to my own mother — but the thought of spanking her had me hotter than a pistol!

I knew from personal experience that it was impossible to avoid exposing everything you had to the person punishing your ass, so if I went through with this crazy scheme, I’d be getting a very good look at Mom’s pussy! My mother was not one for casual nudity, and hadn’t shown herself in anything more revealing than a nightie or a one-piece bathing suit since I was a little girl. I’d seen enough to know that she still had a great body, though.

So if I got Mom undressed and spanked her, what else might happen between us?

As if it were operating independently of me, my hand slipped under the waistband of the sweats I wore and into my panties, fingers teasing my wet pussy as I fantasized about Mom, allowing my imagination to wander to some very forbidden places. God, my heart was pounding like a jackhammer! I quickly found my clit and within minutes panted through a mind-blowing orgasm.

After I recovered, lying back and idly licking my fingers, all I could think of was just how much I wanted to make this spanking idea happen. I decided to make my move on the following night.

The next afternoon, after arriving home from school, I spent a long while getting myself ready. I took a long hot soak in the bath, then shaved my legs and underarms. Then, after a moment’s hesitation, I trimmed my pubes into a neat triangle, telling myself that I was only doing this because I needed to, not because Mom might see me naked later on.

I carefully selected my clothes for the evening, wanting to look my very best without being obvious about it. I chose a pair of tight blue shorts that showcased my ass to great effect, and a skimpy yellow top, which I wore without a bra.

When Mom got home from work, she changed into khaki shorts and an old t-shirt, then came and plopped down on the sofa beside me, where I was sitting, pretending to casually watch the news.

I glanced at her, feeling a twinge of sorrow at the emptiness I read in her eyes. Then I swallowed hard, summoning up my courage as best I could. Well, here goes nothing, I thought as I turned to her.

“Mom, I was thinking about Dad, remembering how strict he could be sometimes. And I sort of, well, have a question about that. Did he ever… punish you?” I asked.

My mother’s face had gone slightly pale. She gazed at me for a long moment. Then, looking away, she quietly replied, “Yes. He used to spank me whenever he decided that I’d crossed the line.”

Emboldened by that knowledge, I continued. “Did he do that to you on the day he died?”

“No,” she replied. “He told me that I was lucky he was running late, or he would have turned me over his knee and spanked me like a bad little girl.” She sniffled, on the verge of tears. “He… he promised to do it when he g-got back…”

“Well, maybe if he had, you wouldn’t feel so guilty about what happened,” I said, cutting her off before she began to cry again. Then, taking a deep breath, I plowed ahead. “Anyway, since he didn’t spank you then, I feel it’s my duty to do it now.”

There, I’d said it. My mother just sat there staring at me — her mouth slightly open, as if she hadn’t heard correctly.

I continued. “Even though Dad’s death wasn’t really your fault, you feel guilty… and the only way you can be free of that guilt is to be punished. And since I’m the one person who loves you more than anyone else in this world, I feel like it’s my responsibility.”

I watched Mom closely as I spoke. Slowly, I could see comprehension dawning in her eyes.

“Mom, I want you to stand up and take off your shorts,” I said, holding my breath, not at all sure how she would react.

She just stared at me. Her lips moved to speak, but nothing came out. Finally after a few deep breaths she managed to stammer, “Julia… I d-don’t know about this…”

Determined to hold firm, I cut her off. “Mom, you remember what Dad always used to say before he spanked me?” Before she could answer, I did. “He’d say, ‘If I didn’t love you so much, I wouldn’t be doing this.’ Dad meant that, too… that’s why I couldn’t ever stay mad at him for long, no matter how much my butt hurt when he was finished.”

“I remember,” she whispered. “He — Bill used to say that to me, too.”

“Well, Mom,” I continued, reaching out to take her hand, “I love you just as much as Dad did.”

She nodded slowly and, without another word, rose and stood before me. I was nervous and very excited, feeling a growing warmth between my legs as Mom unzipped her shorts. She wriggled her hips as she pulled them down to the floor, then stepped out.

“Now the panties,” I said.

She hesitated, then moved to obey. I had a difficult time keeping myself cool and collected as she stuck her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and off.

Now my mother stood before me naked from the waist down, a soft patch of red hair adorning her vulva.

As I looked up at Mom, I was thrilled to see her nipples straining against the t-shirt she wore. Did it turn her on, stripping for me like this? Or could she actually be turned on by the thought of getting spanked? Guess I’ll know soon enough, I decided.

I gently took Mom’s arm, guiding her over my knees until she was stretched across my lap. Staring down as her creamy white ass, I couldn’t keep myself from caressing it. A soft moan escaped her lips.

“Mom, this is for the fight you had with Dad on the day he died,” I said with a trembling voice.

With that, I raised my right hand and brought it down on her ass.

SMACK. An impressive hand print appeared on her right cheek. I landed a matching swat on the left cheek, and another red patch became visible.

Suddenly, I was spanking my mother quick and hard. Ten swats on one cheek, then ten on the other. Since my mother’s skin is so fair, her ass quickly turned an bright reddish hue.

I could hear Mom crying, but paid no heed, continuing to spank her. It was for her own good, after all.

Soon she was moaning and trembling in my lap, and I could tell that she was getting very aroused. Damn, I thought, I wonder if Dad ever fucked Mom after a spanking?

Watching as she squirmed beneath my blows, it was easy to imagine him having his way with her when the punishment was done, whether she wanted it or not.

Finally, I stroked her glowing bottom and said, “Stand up, Mom.”

Slowly, she rose from my lap and stood before me. My nipples were so hard they ached, and I had pretty much soaked the front of my panties. As I gazed up at Mom, I was thrilled to notice that the tips of her breasts were still visibly erect.

“Take off your top,” I said.

Blushing, she reached up and removed her t-shirt, displaying her generous breasts. They were very fair, with firm pink nipples the size of quarters.

“Now get on your knees, Mom,” I commanded. Without a word, she sank to the floor. “Spread your legs apart and place your hands behind your head.” She seemed to know what was expected of her, and promptly assumed the position I wanted.

I knelt before Mom and slipped my hand between her thighs, gently stroking the wet folds of her cunt. She took a long, shaky breath, gaping at me in disbelief — but made no move to stop me. As I continued to fondle her pussy, she began to sigh with pleasure, eyes slowly drifting shut.

Suddenly I stopped, not wanting Mom to climax before I was finished with her. When I took my hand away, she moaned in frustration. I suspected it had been a long time since she’d had an orgasm — for all I knew, Mom hadn’t pleasured herself even once since losing Dad. A flash of raw heat surged through me at the thought of being the first to make my mother come in more than a year.

I reached up to fondle her breasts, my fingers circling her hard nipples. Carefully taking each one between my thumb and forefinger, I pinched them, hard. Mom gave a gasp of pain or pleasure, I wasn’t certain which — probably both.

I slowly bent down and kissed, then licked, each swollen nipple. I felt her shiver.

The temptation was there to take her, right there and then — but I wasn’t done with Mom’s punishment yet. I had to know that she was truly purged of guilt. Also, truth be told, I realized that I loved spanking her gorgeous ass.

I rose, took my place on the couch, then patted my thighs. “Time for more, Mom,” I said softly.

Without a word she stood and draped herself over my lap again. I caressed her ass, then raised my hand and brought it down hard… SMACK.

I repeated the action nine more times, the sound cracking like gunfire in the living room. Mom was squirming atop me as I punished her, squeezing both thighs together. I felt a hint of her wetness on my bare legs, proof that she was getting off on this — maybe even more than I was!

Finally, I brought my arm to rest. My hand opened like a flower upon Mom’s burning cheeks, and I began to lightly, soothingly stroke her ass in an attempt to calm her down. Funny thing, though — it seemed to have the exact opposite effect.

Slowly, I ran my fingers down the crack of my mother’s ass, allowing a finger to glide over the puckered rosebud. I circled it several times and then pressed the tip inside, inserting my finger into her anus, right up to the second knuckle. She let out a loud cry and thrust back at me, which drove my finger even deeper.

Well, that was a hint I certainly couldn’t resist. So I began to work my finger in and out of her rectum. Mom quickly fell into a rhythm that echoed mine, pumping her hips as I probed her.

Again, she was close to the edge when I withdrew my finger. This time, her moan carried a real sense of desperation.

“All right, Mom… get back on your knees in front of me,” I commanded.

She obeyed quickly, clumsily struggling to the floor and into a kneeling position.

Slowly, as if I had all the time in the world, I stood up and removed my top; it went into the corner. My eyes met hers as I slid down my blue shorts, casting them aside with a flick of the foot. Finally, I tugged my sodden panties down to my knees, seating myself on the couch before pulling them off completely.

I noticed that she licked her lips as I draped a leg over the armrest of the couch, opening myself to her hungry gaze.

“Pleasure me, Mom,” was all I said.

As if hypnotized, Mom drew closer, lowering her face between my legs. Her eyes were glazed with lust as she began to lick me, tenderly tracing the line of my slit with a warm, wet tongue. Then she placed both hands on my thighs and took me into her mouth; drinking the sweet, thick essence of my womanhood.

I lay back, clutching my breasts, head spinning crazily from the sheer enormity of it all. My mother — my own fucking mother! — was going down on me.

Suddenly Mom kicked it up a notch — entering me with her tongue and thrusting it in and out, in and out until I was panting like a dog.  Then she sought out my clitoris, taking it between her lips to suckle. I braced myself for the coming explosion.

I could feel my climax building hard and fast when she penetrated me in both holes, sliding two fingers into my cunt and a thumb into my asshole. A hoarse scream ripped from my throat as I got pummeled by the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced, smashing into me like the clumsy paw of a giant.

She kept it going, too — teasing my clit with quick swipes of her tongue whenever the pleasure began to wane, her fingers twisting and twirling inside me until, on the verge of fainting, I pushed her away, gasping, “Oh, oh God — s-s-stop, please!”

Once I’d regained the ability to breathe, I allowed my eyes to flutter open. My mother was seated on the floor, leaning back against Dad’s old easy chair, her lips and chin still wet with my essence.

“C’mere, Mom,” I whispered.

She climbed onto the couch with me, our bodies entwining lovingly as we came together in a kiss of unrestrained desire. We feasted on each other’s mouths for a long while, sharing the taste of my cunt between us.

Hungry for more, I kissed and licked my way down Mom’s body — sucking her nipples, teasing her belly button, finally gazing lustfully at her beautiful auburn pussy, savoring its musky aroma.

I burrowed between Mom’s thighs to claim her pussy with my mouth, making love to her with every ounce of passion in me.

I’d only had lesbian sex a few times, and only done oral twice, so I wasn’t all that skilled at cunnilingus. But I knew what got me off, and I loved my mother more than anyone or anything. Turns out, that was enough to make her come like a wildcat.

I found Mom’s asshole with my finger and slid it into her slippery rectum, all the while sucking at her clitoris. The combination was too much for her, and she exploded into a frenzied climax that had her bucking so wildly, I thought she was going to throw us both off the couch! Finally, she lay quietly, a dreamy expression on her face.

I lifted my head from her glistening sex and, suddenly in need of a hug, crawled into my mother’s waiting arms.

“Thank you, Julia,” she whispered, tears sparkling in her eyes — and a smile on her lips. It seemed as if I’d been waiting for an eternity to see that smile again.

We lay together for a long while, holding one another and sharing kisses. When we finally did get up, it was only to wander, hand in hand and still naked, into Mom’s bedroom. There, we made love all over again, then fell asleep in each other’s arms.

After that night, things were different. Mom was herself again. Oh, she still missed Dad, as did I… but she’d finally come to grips with her feelings of guilt and learned to forgive herself. And in the process Mom and I discovered an enormous passion for one another — a hunger so powerful that it had to have been there all along, only we never knew it.

We’ve been fucking regularly ever since, and though we do occasionally date others, the sex Mom and I share defines our lives. We intend to remain lovers, come what may.

Sometimes when we’re undressing, Mom will slip off her panties, present her ass to me and murmur, “I’ve been a bad girl, Julia.” Then I’ll lay her down on my lap and give her what she wants, spanking that pale, creamy bottom until both cheeks are an angry pink. And when my hand wanders between Mom’s legs, I know what I’ll find there — the hottest, wettest cunt imaginable.

The End

by JetBoy

Monday 21st, February 1966

Me and Claire spent as much time as we could together at school today. I had to remember not to kiss her, or hold her hand around the other kids. But boy, I sure wanted to! I cant stop thinking about yesterday and how good it was.

I got really mad at that big dumbhead Amy Kloss, who is jealous about Claire being best friends with me instead of her. She came up to us while we were talking at recess and said really loud, You two are together so much, you must be in love! Then she did a big phony-baloney laugh.

I wanted to stomp on her foot, but it would of got me in trouble. So instead I gave her a dirty look that shut her up fast. No one thought she was funny any how. Amy just made a pouty face and clumped away.

Claire said, I hope I never get you mad enough to give ME a look like that!

I said, If I do just give me a kiss, and then I wont be mad any more, and we both laughed.

Now I want to finish telling about what happened last night after supper. Where I left off, we were up in Mommy’s room. Me and Mommy had no clothes on, and I was getting Claire out of hers.

First I unbuttoned her blue top, then I opened it up. She didnt have anything on underneath. Her nipples looked so cute and nice that I just HAD to bend down and lick them one time a piece. Claire did a little gasp and said, Oh, Susie, oh Susie. Her hands were opening and closing, like she didnt know what to do with them.

I wanted to suck more on Claire’s nipples. But I was sposed to be taking off her clothes, so I opened the button on her skirt and pulled the zipper down till the skirt fell around her feet, and I got on my knees and helped her step out of it.

Now Claire was standing there in nothing but her panties. I looked up at her, feeling so in love right then that I could cry. And Claire saw the love in my eyes too, I could tell cause of how she smiled at me. Then she put her hand on my shoulder and said very quiet, Go ahead Susie, take them off.

I took a hold of her panties with both hands and pulled them down really slow, getting her naked. My face was so close to her pussy that I could FEEL how hot she was down there. And oh my gosh, did she ever smell good!

I wanted to lick her right then, but I was also trying not to hurry. When Mommy and me talked yesterday about both of us making love to Claire, she told me the most important thing was, dont go too fast with her when its all three of us. She might be shy, and if your too pushy she might get scared.

So Claire stepped out of her panties and then, she was just as naked as me and Mommy. I stood up and gave her a nice soft kiss, then I put my arms around her and we hugged.

I wasnt sure what we should do next, so I looked at Mommy. She came over and touched Claire on the arm and said, My goodness Claire, you are so beautiful.

Claire blushed and said, Thank you. I could see how happy it made her.

I was just about to ask Mommy, What happens now? But before I could she smiled at me, then at Claire, and she said, I want to watch you girls make love.

That sure sounded good to me, so I took Claire’s hand and we went over to the big bed and got up on it. We lay down, both of us facing one another.

Claire was still holding my hand in both of hers, and she said, I am so in love with you Susie.

I said, Thats how I feel, Claire. I love you too, very very much!

Then we started to kiss. It got wild pretty fast, and then me and her were rolling around on the bed like we were fighting, only we were doing sex instead. Claire had her leg in between mine and my leg was between hers, rubbing each others pussies. All the time kissing.

We could see Mommy, she was leaning on her vanity, touching herself. That just got me even more excited, wanting to give her a good show. Claire was on top of me and I said to her, Lets lick one another!

She turned around so her pretty pussy was over my mouth. I had to stare at it for a second and then put both my arms around Claire’s bottom, pulling her closer till I could give her cunt a BIG kiss.

Then she was licking me and I was licking her, and just knowing Mommy was watching made it better than ever! Claire must of felt like that too, cause her pussy was really juicy, it was dripping down the sides of my face!

It was all so good that it didnt take me long to start coming. And holy cow, was it ever a big one! I was shaking so much that it was hard to keep kissing and licking Claire’s pussy. Some of what I did was just rub her with my mouth while I made lots of noise. That must of been enough, cause then she came too. But we kept going, as long as we could till the feelings got too big.

After that, me and Claire were laying by each other and breathing hard, holding hands. I was so happy right then, but things were about to be even better!

That was when Mommy got on the bed and lay next to Claire. She put a hand on Claire’s tummy and said, You two were beautiful together. Then Mommy bent down and kissed her neck, and she started to touch Claire, her hand was moving slow up and down her body.

When Mommy played with her nipples, Claire turned her face to Mommy and kissed her back, a little one. But pretty soon they were kissing for real. I could feel my heart going faster again while I watched them doing it, their tongues moving together like in a sexy dance.

Then Mommy moved back some and looked at me, she was smiling. She said, Mmm Susie, your pussy tastes really good.

That caught Claire by suprise, her eyes were huge! I guess she forgot that she was licking me right before she kissed Mommy. Then they started making out again, and Claire was getting even more excited, she reached out to Mommy and was touching her titties.

When I saw that I felt pretty sure Claire would be OK about me and my mother making love, which was a good thing cause it was REALLY hard to be around Mommy when she was naked and so close, and not kiss or touch her. But we needed to wait till we were really and truly sure.

Now Mommy was licking and licking Claire’s nipples. I wanted to have some fun too, so first I gave Claire a nice sexy kiss, then I decided to play some with her feet, which are really cute. It sounds kinda dumb, but Mommy told me some ladies like it a lot when you make love to their feet. She gets too tickleish for me to do it much to her, but I figured maybe Claire would like it.

When I moved down to the end of the bed and picked up her foot, Claire was too busy with Mommy to notice me much, but then I started to suck on her big toe and her eyes popped right open! She said, Oh God Susie, thats SO nice! So I guess Mommy was right.

I was licking all over those cute little toes while Mommy made out with Claire. They were sexy kissing, and then Mommy was kissing her neck and touching her all over, but not her pussy yet. I think she was doing that tease thing, trying to make Claire want it so bad she could scream.

Then Claire said, I want to make love to you now, Mom. Can I please? (Wow, it STILL makes me shiver inside just thinking about her calling my mother Mom. I dont know why, but it does.)

I guess I don’t even need to write down how much Mommy liked that idea! She sat up and smiled at Claire and said, Yes, sweetheart, you can do what ever you like to me.

Claire sure didn’t feel like waiting! Right then she got up on her knees in front of Mommy and kissed her. It was so exciting to see them holding each other tight with their titties pushing together with their tongues doing a sexy dance, and Claire sliding her hands down Mommy’s back and touching her bottom. I was getting all wet again and ready to do more, but I decided to just watch right then.

Pretty soon Claire got Mommy to lay down on her back, then she got on top of Mommy and kissed her some more. They had their legs apart, and I got a good look at their pussies really close together. They looked so sweet and juicy, I wanted right then to lick them both, but I didnt do it.

Claire started moving down Mommy, kissing and touching everywhere. She LOVED her titties, maybe cause they are so much bigger and nicer than mine. Any how she couldnt stop playing with them. Then she was sucking Mommy’s nipples.

It was too much for me to only watch, I had to touch my pussy. So I licked my fingers and put them between my legs and rubbed it, and it felt SO good! Claire was going lower on Mommy’s body, now kissing her tummy and licking it some, too.

Even though I had come just a little while ago, to see my girlfriend making love to my mother had me feeling like I was about to do it again. But I didnt want to yet, so I only touched myself a little bit.

I was so thrilled I wanted to jump up and down when Claire put her mouth into Mommy’s pussy hair and started to lick her. By then she wasnt being shy at all, and really went to town! She was making all kinds of slurpy noises, so I guess Mommy was pretty wet down there. She must of been excited too, cause Claire only got to lick her for about a minute, then she was coming, saying, Oh Claire, your mouth feels so good, dont stop licking me, dont stop!

And Claire didnt, she just kept right on going like Mommy’s pussy was the yummiest thing she ever tasted and she just HAD to have more and more of it. After a little while it got to be too much and Mommy begged for her to stop. I could tell Claire didnt want to, but she did anyway.

I had a good idea of something I wanted to do to Claire, and I waited for her to sit up from between Mommy’s legs. When she did that I moved over to her fast and gave her a BIG messy kiss, so I could get the flavor of Mommy’s cunt. I did too, cause it was all over her mouth. I could tell Claire was awful suprised, but she knew for sure what I was doing!

When I turned to look at Mommy I was licking my lips, I said Mmmm, you taste REALLY good, just like she did with me. Then she gave me her bedroom eyes, the look of hers that makes me feel all crazy and hot inside, and that was when I knew we were about to let Claire find out our big secret.

Mommy reached out for my hand and held it, then she said, My precious Susie, I love you.

She didnt say it the same way she does when we make love. It was different, it made my heart beat even faster. I thought maybe Mommy was saying the thing we werent suposed to feel about each other, that she was IN love with me. I still dont know for sure.

I took her hand up to my lips and gave it a kiss, then I looked in her eyes and said, I love you too.

Mommy reached out and put her arms around me, and we came together really slow until our lips were close, almost touching. And she kissed me. It was sweet and very soft, then her tongue was in my mouth.

That kiss felt so good, it almost made me forget about Claire. But I wanted to know what she was doing, so I took a look at her. She wasnt scared or upset at all, she was watching us like it was the neatest thing she had ever seen!

Then I knew that we had been worried when we didnt need to be. I knew Claire wouldnt tell any one about us, that me and Mommy were lovers.

It got me so excited, I grabbed Mommy around her tummy and we fell down on the bed together, me laying on top of her. I gave her one more sexy kiss and rubbed her titties some, and then I looked up at Claire. She was staring at us. Her hand was moving on her pussy.

I said, Come and play with us, Claire.

You should of seen how happy that made her! She lay down with Mommy and me, and then we started kissing, and that was when things REALLY got wild!

The funny thing was, that its sort of hard for me to tell about what we did after that. Everybody was making love to everybody, all three of us at the same time!

I remember some things. Like when Mommy and me were both licking Claire. I was laying on my back with Claire sitting on my face and my tongue was in her pussy, and Mommy was licking her bottom hole and rubbing my titties.

Also there was one fun part where Mommy and I were fucking, we were getting up close and rubbing our cunts together, and while we did that Claire was taking turns kissing both of us.

It was like a wild dream where everything good you want happens, and even better than you hoped!

After a while none of us could come any more, not even a little bit. So then we cuddled up together and rested some. But Claire couldnt rest for too long, cause you can bet she had lots of questions to ask me and Mommy.

But she didnt know how to start, she just went Um and Uh until Mommy said, Yes Claire, Susie and I have been making love. I told her she had to keep it a secret till we knew we could trust you.

Claire asked, So does that mean that you are both girlfriends?

I thought maybe she was feeling sort of jealous. So I put my arms round her and said, No, Mommy is still my mother and I love her lots, but YOU are my girlfriend.

She gave me a big hug back, then said, OK, now tell me all about you and your mom. Tell me everything!

So we gave her the whole story, about how Mommy and I started to do sex with each other, all the things she showed me about how to make love. We even told her about Aunt Evie, and that got her super excited!

Mommy smiled at me and said, I think Claire needs to meet Aunt Evie some time, dont you?

I told her that was a GREAT idea, and so did Claire.

We were all feeling pretty thirsty, so I ran down stairs and to the kitchen and got the big bottle of cold water out of the refrigarator, and took it up to Mommy’s room with some cups.

When I got back, Mommy and Claire were kissing again! We were still too wore out to make love, but we had fun just being together in bed with no clothes on.

It was loads of fun! We talked about all kinds of stuff, like school and TV and things we like to eat. Mommy told us more stories about her and Aunt Evie and the trouble they got into when they were my and Claire’s age. One time Mommy gave me a look and said, I better not hear about YOU doing any thing like that young lady, or you will be in hot water for sure! Me and Claire couldnt stop laughing.

Later I went and got my Chinese Checkers game out of my room and we played for a while. It isnt so easy to play a game with marbles on a bed with all three of us, but we did OK.

After we put the game away I started to kiss Claire, then Mommy kissed me and before too long we were making love again. It was really nice, we did it soft and slower than before with lots of kissing and touches.

Mommy showed us something new where we all lay down on our sides and licked each other at the same time. I think she told us it was called a flower chain. I was licking Mommy, she was doing it to Claire, and Claire licked me. Then Mommy got us to turn around and do it the other way, and we made love like that till we all came again.

After that we were getting hungry, so we decided to go down stairs to the kitchen and make something. Claire started to pick up her clothes to put them on, but Mommy said, You dont have to get dressed, we can just stay naked. Claire wasnt sure about that, but we told her all the curtans were closed and no one could see in.

There was still plenty of the beef tender loin left, so we sliced some of it up and made sandwiches. It made it lots more fun, eating with no clothes on! Mommy got some crumbs on one of her titties when she took a bite, and Claire said. Oh look Mom, you got something on you! She went over to where Mommy was sitting and licked the crumbs away, then she kissed her nipple.

I bet you can guess what happened then! Mommy pulled Claire on her lap and started to make out with her, they were giving each other big messy kisses. I just watched for a little bit, then I had to play too. So I got up and went to stand behind Mommy’s chair, and reached around to rub her beautiful big titties. I rubbed Claire’s some, too.

I saw Mommy reach down and start to play with Claire’s pussy, and Claire moved away from kissing and said, Oh oh oh oh! Her voice went up really high when she did that, and her eyes were huge. She took a few big breaths, then she moved close and kissed Mommy again, even harder than before.

Then Claire put her hand down under Mommy’s belly and was touching HER pussy! It was something to see, both of them making each other feel good.

I wanted to help, so I was moving around them and touching their bodies, the parts that I could reach any how. I saw that Claire was leaning up from her chair cause she was kissing Mommy so I reached down to feel her bottom, and I got my finger inside to rub her bottom hole. And that made her come! Well OK, Mommy really made her come, but I helped!

When Claire got her breath back, Mommy took her fingers and put them where her clit was and said, Touch me here sweetheart. She did and it didnt take long at all until Mommy was coming too, saying, Oh my sweet Claire, I love you! When she came, I was kissing her neck and both my arms were around her.

Then Mommy and Claire gave each other a hug, and they both turned and looked at me. I felt all hot down deep in my belly when they did that, cause I knew they were gonna do something to me, something REALLY great!

But what Mommy did then sure wasnt what I thought. She started cleaning the table off! There was just our cups and Mommy’s glass and the milk bottle and some paper towels we used to eat our sandwiches on. Any way, she took all of the stuff and set it by the sink. I was just standing there like a big dummy thinking what on earth is she doing?

Then Mommy smiled at me and patted the table. She said, Hop up here and lay down, Susie. Claire and I are going to have you for dessert!

Oh my GOSH, that got me so excited! It seemed like such a nasty thing, to do sex with me on the table where we eat supper every day. Mommy has the best ideas!

I didnt say anything, just smiled and got up on a chair, then sat down on the top of the table. It was cool and smooth on my bottom. I looked at Claire, she was licking her lips like I really WAS dessert.

Mommy said, Scoot close to the edge, then grab your legs and pull them up to your chest and hold them there. Let us see that pretty pussy, Susie.

I did as she said, trying to keep my legs far apart to let Mommy and Claire see everything. I felt so naughty and bad doing that, I loved it! I wanted to be even more naughty, SUPER naughty.

So I said, Mommy, are you gonna fuck me now? Do you want to play with my cunt, Claire?

It almost made me laugh when Claire’s mouth fell open, she was shocked! I never said bad words like that to her before, not THAT bad any how. She looked at Mommy like she expected her to smack my bottom for saying it.

But Mommy just smiled at me and said in her sexy voice, You wicked little minx. Yes, we are going to lick your cunt and your ass hole. Isnt that right, Claire?

Claire said, This is so wild, its so crazy! But more like she was talking to herself. Then she looked up at Mommy and said, Yeah, lets lick her good! She was giggling.

Then Mommy bent down and gave me a kiss that made me feel warm all over. She whispered, Sweet Susie, lie back close your eyes and enjoy this. We are going to send you to the moon!

I kinda wanted to watch them lick me, but it would of make my neck sore to look up. So I shut my eyes like Mommy said to.

Right away I felt a hot tongue moving over my pussy, going up and down, and I knew that was Claire. She was leaning over my leg and licking me from the side.

Then I felt Mommy’s face down low between my legs, and she was licking my bottom hole.

Oh golly, it was amazing! I knew what it was like to get licked in both those places, but never at the same time! It felt better than just about anything. Not just what Mommy and Claire were doing to me, it was also that they were lovers now too!

When I was thinking that, they both stopped licking and kissed each other. I couldnt see it, but I sure could hear, it was a big messy kiss and they were going Mmm mmm, like they were eating some thing yummy. Which I guess they were, ha ha!

Any way it got me really excited, that Claire and Mommy were sharing how my cunt and my bottom tasted. It was almost as good as when they were still licking me. Then they WERE doing it to me again, and this time Mommy was sucking on my clit.

Even though I was ready for it when Mommy told me to get up on the table, I wasnt sure I could come again, cause I already did three times when we were upstairs in bed. But Mommy is so great at making love, she always knows how to make the good feelings happen, and then I did come and it was the BEST! I was making a lot of noise but I didnt care.

The next thing, I was lying there on the table breathing hard, my arms were pretty sore and I was really wet between my legs. Probably there was a puddle on the table but I was too tired to sit up and look.

Then Mommy picked me up and carried me over to the sofa, and when she lay me down on it my head was in Claire’s lap. She giggled and said, Hey there Susie, then gave me a kiss. Mommy gave me one too, then she kissed Claire and we all got into a big hug together.

While we were hugging, all of a sudden I did a BIG yawn. I was embarased and excused my self, but Mommy just laughed and said, You should be yawning sweety, its late.

I looked up at the clock and oh my GOSH, she was right, it was nearly eleven! We had so much fun, I guess the time just flew by.

Any how, we were all pretty tired, so we were gonna go to bed. I thought me and Claire would sleep in my room like when ever she stays over, but Mommy smiled and said, No, everyone sleeps in MY bed tonight!

Of course Claire thought that was the best idea, and so did I. Then Mommy said, We are all sweaty and we smell like pussy. So before we go to bed we can all use the big shower and wash each other off.

I was jumping up and down! When Mommy got her bathroom put in she ordered a HUGE shower. Daddy was kind of grumpy about how much it cost, but he always lets Mommy have what she wants. She says its cause he feels bad about being away from home so much on his job.

I have my own shower but its little. Mommy’s is so big that there is plenty of room for us all!

When Claire saw it she said, WOW! We were all still naked so we didnt need to take off any clothes, Mommy got us towels and she turned on the water and we got in.

It was so much fun getting our hands soapy and washing one another. We didnt really make love, we just kissed a lot and touched each other all over. Then we rinsed off and got out and dried our selves and got ready for bed, we took turns brushing our teeth and using the toilet.

Mommy’s bed was a big mess from all the sex stuff we did on it. So we had to fix it up first before we got in and snuggled up close. Since Claire was our guest we let her be in the middle between me and Mommy. We all gave each other kisses and said I love you, then Mommy turned out the light.

My head had so much to think about that I was sure I would be awake all night, but actualy I fell asleep right away. I cant remember if I dreamed any thing, but if I did I bet it was nice.

I have to turn out the light soon, so there isnt much time for me to write about the next day. Theres not much to tell any how. Claire promised her mother that she would go straight home after breakfast and do her homework, but all three of us did get to cuddle some.

Claire told us she had the best time EVER, and she cant wait until we can do it again! Also, she is super excited about meeting Aunt Evie. I bet Evie will take one look at Claire and want to gobble her right up.

After she left me and Mommy had to clean up before Daddy got home. Mostly we had to wash the sheets cause they smelled really strong like sex.

I was glad to see Daddy, he was gone almost the whole week. We had a yummy supper with roast chicken, and Daddy brought me back a nice pen and pencil set. He said it was for school, but I like it so much I want to keep it at home.

What a amazing weekend! I am SO SO SO happy, its like walking on a big puffy cloud! I got to share both my mother and my girlfreind with each other, and Claire doesnt mind me and Mommy being lovers, in fact she thinks its great!

OK, Mommy just came in and said that I need to finish this right now and go to sleep. But she also said that after Daddy leaves for work tomorrow she will come and get in bed with me, and we can make love before I get up and go to school. I cant wait for that!

Lights out, good night, sleep tight!

*****

Dear Readers, I do intend to continue this story at some point, honestly — but this seems like a good place for me to take a extended break from writing it.  Believe me, this kind of prose is much more time-consuming to set down in print than you might think, and I have several other major story projects for Juicy Secrets that have been idle for far too long.

That said, I do have some ideas simmering in my cerebellum for future installments, so rest assured that Susie’s saga is far from over.

Love always, JetBoy

 

by JetBoy

My name is Polly. Short for Polyhymnia, if you can believe that. I’m seventeen years old. I’m 5’5″, and weigh 130 pounds. I have long, jet black hair that falls down to my ass and hazel eyes. I’ve got a nice round butt and large tits.

Let me say that yeah, I’m kinda chubby. I prefer it that way. I like food and I like being who I am — a shapely, beautiful girl. I may be a few pounds overweight by some folks’ standards, but it’s never had an effect on my sex life.

This is about how I entered into a sexual relationship with my big sister Callie when I was sixteen, and how things got even wilder from there.

Callie is built a lot like me, but even sexier — full-figured, with a nice rack and an ass like a juicy pink apple. Oh, and her full name is Calliope. Mom majored in Greek history, and named us after two of the Muses.

Callie and I live with our mother. Our father ran out on us when we my sister and I were just kids, and Mom ended up turning to other women herself, finally telling us that she was a lesbian. We were cool with that, since she seemed happier than she had ever been with our dad — who was kind of a prick, truth be told.

About halfway through high school, my sister and I both realized that we were gay, too. Mom was delighted. “Believe me, I’d much rather have you two getting it on with girls than boys,” she told us with a grin. “That way, you’ll only get knocked up on purpose.”

I soon became romantically involved with a cute, brainy girl named Eden, and we were a total item for months. She had a certain air about her that drove me wild, like the librarian who turns into a sex kitten when she takes her glasses off — though truth be told, I thought she was pretty hot with them on. We were both novices at the lesbian thing, but soon enough we’d done just about everything that two girls can do between the sheets.

As for Callie, she was a free spirit who preferred to play the field, getting in relationships with at least half a dozen different girls while I was with Eden. During her senior year she finally settled on one, a deadly-cool punkette who called herself Voxx.

We live in a fairly liberal area, so almost everyone we knew were cool with my sister and me being gay. In fact, we were both pretty popular.

Then Eden’s dad got a sweet job offer hundreds of miles away in Atlanta, and her family pulled up roots and moved away.  I was willing to keep a long-distance relationship going between us, but Eden refused. “Look, babe,” she insisted, “I still love you, but we need to make a clean break here. It sucks, yeah, but it’s better than us going through this long, slow drifting apart thing. At least this way, we can still be friends.”

Oh, sure, I knew deep down inside that she was right, but that didn’t make it hurt any less when Eden gave me that last goodbye kiss, then walked away with a backward glance and a sad smile.

There’s something about that first breakup that turns even the toughest boys and girls into drama queens, and believe you me, I was no exception. I suspect that after the first few days, my friends were ready to push me in front of a bus. It awful, but eventually I began to recover. I wasn’t quite ready to look for someone new, though.

Anyway, I was sitting on the couch one day, doing homework. Mom was away on a business trip, so my sister and I had the house to ourselves for the weekend.

Callie walked into the room and sat down behind me. She scooted up close and curled both arms around my waist, hugging me to her. Then she began to cry.

I was alarmed — my sister wasn’t one to shed tears easily. “What’s the matter, Cal? What’s wrong?”

She caught her breath, then mumbled, “Voxx just broke up with me.”

Surprised, I turned to Callie. “You’re kidding! God, I thought it was the real thing for you guys. What happened?”

She made a face. “Well… let’s just say that it wasn’t pleasant. She decided she missed being with guys, so she gave me the chop.”

I winced. That’s the problem with getting involved with bisexual girls — there’s always the possibility that they’ll switch teams on you. Callie had been so certain that Voxx was done with boys, though. “I’m sorry, sis,” I murmured, giving her hand a squeeze. “Guess we’re both in the same leaky boat, huh?”

“You said it, kiddo,” Callie said. She suddenly rose to her feet. “By the gods, I do believe that we are both in need of tall, cool and very strong drinks.”

“A libation, by Athena’s sword!” I declare. “Make it so, Calliope. In fact, bring the whole damned bottle.”

So she did. A couple of whiskey-and-cokes later, our mood had improved slightly, though we were still pretty glum.

“Y’know,” Callie said, swirling the ice about in her glass, “me and Voxx had a great relationship, while it lasted — but right now, what I’m missing most is the sex.”

“You said it,” I sighed, falling back into the couch, “Here we are — a couple of cute babes, all hot and bothered and no one to fuck.”

“Really,” she murmured. “I’m feeling randy as hell, too.”

Then Callie leaned into me, her body pressing against mine. My heart began to race as she slipped her hands under my shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and her hands slid up to cup my breasts. I felt her warm tongue circling the outside of my ear.

She whispered, “Hey, Polly… can I kiss you?”

I mumbled “S-sure,” my heart going like sixty. I couldn’t believe this — my sister was coming on to me!

Just like that, I moved into Callie and kissed my sister like a lover for the first time. Our tongues met and mingled as the kissing grew increasingly heated. I felt her hand slide down into the sweatpants I wore, her fingers curling between my thighs.

I tore my mouth from hers, crying out my ecstasy to the ceiling as Callie eased a finger into my vagina.

It was magical. I’d never been in heat like this, every millimeter of me on fire for my sister. I had to have her.

Callie and I frantically, clumsily stripped each other as we made out on the couch. It seemed to take forever, because we couldn’t stop kissing, but eventually we were both nude.

I cupped my sister’s face and whispered, “Take me to bed, Callie. Make love to me.”

We held hands as we walked down the hall to Callie’s bedroom. When we got to her room she closed the door, turned to me and whispered, “I want you so much, sis.” Then she enfolded me in her arms.

What followed was one of the most beautiful experiences of my life. My sister and I got into bed and we fucked for hours. She ate my pussy, I ate hers, then we got in a sixty-nine and went at it simultaneously. We rested for a while, cuddling and kissing, then she slid two fingers into my pussy and fucked me like crazy until I saw stars. Then I got her up on all fours and ate her asshole, then fingered her from behind. When my sister came that time, she nearly screamed the house down. It was one hell of a night.

Callie and I stayed naked for the entire weekend. We only came out of the bedroom for meals, bathroom breaks or simply to get a dose of fresh air. Even then, we would soon return to bed to make love all over again.

We were about to go to sleep on Saturday night at about 3 AM, mouths sticky from each other’s cunts and assholes, bodies bathed in sweat, the two of us cuddling each other lovingly.

As we shared sleepy kisses, Callie said, “So what do you think? About us?”

I replied, “This weekend… God, it’s been the absolute best.”

Callie nodded. “I totally agree. And that brings me to something really important.”

“What’s that, babe?”

She whispered, “You and me, babe. I want us to be girlfriends.”

“You’ll always be my friend… and my sister.”

Callie shook her head. “No. I want more than that. I want you to be my lover, and have you all to myself. I don’t care who knows.”

I nibbled my lower lip thoughtfully. “You want us to keep being lovers… okay, that sounds great. But you want us to be totally open about, well, being sisters who fuck each other?”

Callie said, “Yeah, that’s it — a real, open relationship. I want to be public about loving you. Polly, I started wanting you back when you were thirteen, and those feelings only got stronger since then. That’s why I was with so many other girls, but I was never totally satisfied — even with Voxx. I’m in love with you, and I don’t want to be with anyone else, okay?”

I was on the verge of tears. I said, “I love you too, Callie… you know what? If people have a problem with us being together, they can go jump in a volcano.” I took Callie into my arms, kissed her and whispered, “Yes, sis… I’ll be your lover.”

“Oh, Polly,” she whispered, “I’ve never been so happy. This was meant to be, I just know it.”

For my part, I didn’t feel quite as confident. “Um, I hate to bring this up, but when should we tell Mom about us?”

Callie said, “Let’s stay in bed the rest of the weekend and we can tell her Monday morning. Maybe by then she’ll have figured it out on her own.”

Sunday came and went. Callie and I were shut up in her room all day, even after Mom got home. We came out for dinner wearing nothing but panties and t-shirts, still flushed and sweaty from sex. Either Mom was clueless, or she just wasn’t saying anything.

Except for quick lunch and dinner breaks, Callie and I were in bed together for nearly three days straight. At no point did we put on clothes, other than when we ate with Mom on Sunday night. I had more orgasms that weekend than I’ve probably had in my life, or it sure seemed that way.

Monday morning, we were all at the dining room eating breakfast. My sister and I were pretty excited and a little nervous, not sure how Mom would take the news. Finally our eyes met, and Callie gave me a little nod.

Taking a deep breath, I said, “Mom, Callie and I are lovers.”

Mom glanced up from her scrambled eggs with startled eyes. “You are?”

Brazening it out, I plowed ahead. “Yep. We’ve been having sex with each other all weekend… and it’s not just fooling around, Mom. This thing is — well, it’s pretty serious.” I reached for Callie’s hand.

“We’ve got it bad,” my sister chimed in, grinning sheepishly. “But that’s not all, Mom. Polly and I don’t want to hide how we feel. We plan to be completely open about our relationship, and don’t care what anyone else thinks — well, except for you, that is.”

Mom pondered our words for a moment, then nodded. “You two are my daughters, and I adore you both. If you want to be lovers, and you feel strongly enough to tell the world — well, you’ve got my support.” She paused, looked down at her breakfast plate, sighed. “I was the same way when I was your age, y’know…”

We stared at Mom, puzzled. “What do you mean?” Callie finally asked.

Taking a deep breath, Mom replied, “I was in love with my sister, too.”

“Aunt May?” I gasped. “Wow! Did you ever… do anything about it?”

Mom sighed again. “No, I was afraid to. She’s totally straight. I’m still in love with May, too… she knows I’m a lesbian, but not that I want to go to bed with her.”

Callie leaned forward, eyes alive with excitement. “You should do something about it, Mom. Let her know how you feel. I bet she wouldn’t be offended, even if she didn’t want to be with you.”

I said, “I always thought she was sexy — but she must really be a hot piece of ass to keep you in love with her all these years.”

Callie giggled. “Besides… Polly and I would love to see you two fuck.”

Mom smiled at that. “I swear, you two are total perverts. Good thing I love you both to bits, or I’d sell your story to the tabloids and quit my job.”

We shared a laugh, then Callie and I put our plates in the sink and went upstairs to get dressed for the first time in days, thrilled that Mom was cool with our new relationship.

Fast forward to Friday morning, about 8 AM. Callie and I had just finished an early morning romp in bed. She didn’t have to work that day, but I did have school.

I came downstairs for breakfast wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. Mom was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee, reading the paper. She was dressed in a silk kimono that she often wore — but this morning, it was hanging completely open. Needless to say, she was naked underneath.

I said, “Damn, Mom, don’t you look fine this morning.”

Mom laughed. “Well, you little hussies inspired me. Since the two of you are walking around half naked all the time, I decided to do the same.”

Mom was turned towards me as we talked. I could see that her nipples were erect. I noticed that her pussy was shaved, except for a thin strip of dark hair. I could see the pink flesh of her cunt, and was a little weirded out to find myself turned on.

Holy shit… was my own mother getting me hot? Now that Callie and I were lovers, the thought of committing incest with Mom sure didn’t seem nearly as shocking as it would have a month ago.

Feeling a surge of boldness, I took off my t-shirt and put it in the laundry hamper, so that I was completely naked. I reached up into the cupboard for a coffee cup, stretching to give Mom a good look at all of me.

She purred, “You’ve grown into one hell of a babe, Polly. Verrrry sexy…”

I grinned. “Thanks, Mom. Coming from a woman who loves women, that’s quite a compliment.”

Mom nodded thoughtfully. “Well, you’ve definitely got the body type that I go for. Y’know, I don’t know why anyone thinks thin women are so damn special. Give me a lover with big tits and an ass I can really grab onto, and I’m a happy gal.” Her eyes were glued to me when she said that, and it made me feel all warm and tingly.

Mom was still studying me in a very intriguing way when Callie came downstairs, completely nude. She sat beside me, and we shared a few passionate kisses. It really turned me on to French my sister in front of my mother, and I found myself hoping that it got Mom hot, too.

Finally Callie broke away, stroking my cheek lovingly. Then she fixed herself a bowl of cereal and sat down to eat it.

Mom said, “I’m gonna be out all day tomorrow, so you girls will have the house to yourself. I’m leaving you thirty bucks — you can order a pizza, or have Chinese delivered.”

Callie giggled and said, “Hooking up with Rachel, huh?” Rachel had been Mom’s lover for about six months.

Mom winked. “You know me too well, babe. Yep, we’re going to the movies.”

Most girls would probably then ask their mother what movie she was going to see — then again, my sister and I weren’t most girls. “And after that, let me guess — back to her place for a romp in the sack?”

“Oh, of course!” she replied.

Suddenly Callie said, “You know… we should all get together sometime and have some fun.”

Heart racing at my sister’s boldness, I carefully replied, “That sounds interesting.”

Mom had a thoughtful expression on her face. Finally she said, “Well, I think we could maybe work something out.”

There was a long, significant silence… then I giggled. “Damn, this is crazy.”

Mom said, “No other word for it. I never thought I’d ever agree to go to bed with my own daughters.” She smiled at me. “You know, Polly, I always suspected you would be gay, even when you were a girl.”

Hmmm… now, that was interesting. “Really? Why was that?”

Mom said, “Well, I breastfed you until you were four years old. You didn’t seem to want to stop sucking my nipples.” She smiled shyly. “I… I actually used to masturbate sometimes, back when I used to nurse you.”

I said, “Well, Mom, you do have great tits.” Then I snickered. “It’s a good thing I didn’t nurse from your pussy. I wouldn’t have wanted to stop!”

At that, Mom gave me a look that make me feel tingly all over… and my heart began to race as she slowly parted her thighs, her eyes still locked with mine. What I saw in them was an open invitation, one I couldn’t refuse.

Without a second thought I slowly rose, moved over to Mom and knelt between her legs. She scooted up a bit in her chair, waiting to see what I would do.

Licking my lips, I moved into her until I was inches away from her pussy. My heart throbbed as I leaned in, opened her with my fingers and buried my mouth in her wetness, sliding my tongue through the pink flesh of my own mother’s cunt. She was delicious.

Mom said, “Oh Jesus, honey. You have no idea how g-good that feels…”

I grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer, feasting on her pussy — then I flicked at her clit with my tongue.

“Oh, my God,” I heard Callie whisper. “That looks so fuckin’ hot.” I could hear her chair scrape back as she stood, then padded over to me and Mom. “Um… you guys got room for one more?”

“Yes, angel,” Mom moaned. “Kiss me — kiss your momma.”

Callie leaned down, resting a hand on Mom’s shoulder. I watched in awe as their mouths met — tongues flashing into action, their kiss quickly growing hot and passionate. I continued to eat my mother’s pussy, probing her wet heat with a thrusting tongue.

Tugging Mom’s kimono open, Callie knelt next to her and sucked a thick nipple between her lips. Mom moaned, cradling my sister’s head to her breasts. “Oh my sweet girls,” she gasped, “I adore you both.”

I began rubbing her clit with my thumb, and she quickly responded, her body seizing up in a spasm of pleasure, panting, “Mmmm, yes. Oh Polly, make love to Momma, yeah, fuck me, fuck me–”

A hoarse scream broke from Mom’s lips as she came, shaking so hard that her chair was jerking, making sharp squeaking sounds against the kitchen floor. I kept eating her cunt, drinking deep of the thick, warm nectar that oozed from my mother’s body.

Callie was kissing Mom’s neck, fondling her generous breasts… and Mom was returning the favor, groping wildly at my sister’s tits with trembling hands.

I finally withdrew with a few tender kisses upon Mom’s juicy cunt — and she pulled me to her with one arm. Her mouth sought mine, and I kissed my mother like a lover for the first time. She hummed happily as her tongue circled my lips, sampling the essence of her pussy that coated them.

Then we broke apart, and the three of us exchanged incredulous glances. “Wow,” I said quietly, “that was… wow!”

“Jesus, that happened so — so fast,” my sister murmured.

“I loved it,” Mom sighed. “I want to fuck you two right here, right now…” She grimaced. “But I’ve got to get to work — and you have school, Polly.” Mom made as if to stand, and Callie and I reluctantly released her. “Sorry, girls… we’ll have to continue this tonight.” She kissed each of us on the cheek. “I owe you an orgasm apiece.”

At that, we all smiled, and went our various ways, getting ourselves ready to face the day — content in the knowledge that our slutty incest games would continue that very night.

*****

We had an unexpected meeting of the school newspaper staff, that day, so I was late getting home. I walked in the door and nobody was in the kitchen or living room. I went upstairs — and the first thing I heard was moaning. I grinned in delight, knowing perfectly well what that sound was and where it was coming from.

I approached Mom’s room. The door was slightly ajar, and I slowly pushed it open, pulse throbbing at the delicious sight. Callie was lying on her back, thighs splayed apart, with Mom kneeling between them, her ass in the air as she ate my sister’s pussy.

I was hypnotized at the incredible view I had of Mom from where I stood. Not only was her pussy open and shining with moisture, the crack of her ass was on open display.

I moved into the room, on fire with lust. I’d already eaten Mom’s pussy that day — now I’d have a taste of her asshole.

Callie was squirming on the bed crying, “Oh God. I love this, Mom. Don’t stop. Oh God, just keep eating my pussy. Oh shit. Oh….”

Mom must have sensed my presence, because she glanced back to see me at the door, She grinned, licking her lips. “Get out of those clothes, Polly, and join the family orgy!”

Callie’s eyes fluttered open. “Fuck, sis… what t-took you so long? Ooooh… come p-play with us…”

I shucked my clothes as quickly as I could and knelt behind Mom on the bed. I couldn’t take my eyes from my mother’s incredible ass. I began to nuzzle it, kissing the soft flesh. Mom moaned into my sister’s cunt.

Wanting more, I licked my way in between Mom’s soft buttocks, kissing her rosebud. She whimpered, and I extended my tongue to lick at her ass crack. My sister and I loved anal play, and I wanted my mother to see how good a lover I was.

I could hear the wet sounds Mom was making as she went down on Callie, feasting on my sister’s cunt. I licked my mother’s anus up and down, then parted her cheeks wider, trying to stretch her open so I could get my tongue into her rectum. This felt so sexy and nasty, what we three were doing together… I loved it!

My sister screamed with pleasure as she came, shaking the bed while she thrashed wildly about. Mom just kept eating her pussy until Callie pleaded for her to stop. I was now fucking my mother’s ass with my tongue, sliding a hand between her quivering thighs to cup her pussy. God, her cunt was hot as a furnace!

I plunged two fingers into Mom, fucking her hard, deep and fast. Somehow I knew that was how she liked it… and sure enough, she arched her back, crying out in rapture. “Oh! Oh yes, baby. Fuck me. Fuck your momma!” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Callie rise from the bed.

I was in heaven, my tongue in my beautiful mother’s asshole and my fingers in her cunt… but my excitement got bumped up another notch when I felt my sister’s sweaty body pressing against my backside. She reached around to cup my breasts, scissoring my throbbing nipples between her fingers. I saw stars when she did that.

Then Callie began trailing her tongue down my spine, headed for my nether regions. She licked a path through my anus and down to the juicy slit. My body shuddered as she buried her mouth in my cunt, sucking and kissing the warm, wet flesh that lurked within.

She ate my pussy just long enough to get me to the brink of orgasm… then I felt her lips brush my ear, my sister whispering, “Wanna get fucked, Polly?”

I lifted my face from Mom’s ass, twisted around to eye my sister and growled, “Yeah, babe. Use the eight-inch cock… and don’t be too gentle.” Swiveling back to my mother, I said, “Scoot up some, Mom. I need some room.”

Mom was panting like a marathon runner, but she managed to advance a foot or so toward the head of the bed, leaving me enough space to kneel behind her. That accomplished, I buried my face between my mother’s buttocks to press my lips into her butt crack, still driving my fingers in and out of her pussy.

“Oh, Polly,” Mom moaned, “oh, yes. My s-sweet daughter, my love. I… oh God, I adore you…”

I kissed and sucked at her asshole, my mother’s fluids flowing over my hand while I fucked her — then I felt the tip of Callie’s cock ease its way into my cunt. I moaned my approval into Mom’s anus. My sister clutched my hips with both hands, the whole glorious length of her strap-on sliding into me. It took my breath away.

She moved slowly at first, opening me up to the hard fucking I craved — and within seconds, Callie was plowing me like a raging beast, her belly making sharp slapping sounds against my ass with every stroke.

I was unable to continue rimming Mom at that point… too busy panting in ecstasy as my sister pounded me with her cock. I kept fingering her, though — four fingers buried in her cunt, to be specific, and I seemed to work my way deeper inside my mother as I went.

So it wasn’t much of a surprise when Mom cried, “Oh, Polly… put your whole hand in me. Fist your momma — God, please do it. I want to feel it all!”

Though my entire body was rocking from the force of my sister’s frenzied pounding, I managed to give Mom what she wanted, folding my thumb inward and pushing my entire hand past her vaginal ring. And with a thrust, I was inside. I’d never fisted a woman before, and was thrilled by the sense of power it gave me.

Mom screamed, her head thrown back, then rasped, “Oh Jesus yes, that f-feels so good!”

We three quickly fell into a mutual rhythm of savage, unrestrained fucking that had the headboard banging against the wall — Callie pumping me with her cock, my hand plunging deep into Mom’s cunt. Three women, bodies lurching together like a row of pounding pistons, striking fire with each stroke.

Mom was first to come, her frame suddenly going rigid, an animal cry ripped from her throat. Her vagina gripped my hand with each spasm. Finally, with one last strangled gasp, she went limp as a rag doll, utterly drained.

I’d been leaning on Mom, since I only had one hand to hold me up while I fist-fucked her, and I slumped forward when she did. Luckily, Callie moved along with me, clutching my hips tightly to keep her cock from popping out… then with her strong arms she tugged me back against her pelvis and began to thrust the strap-on into me even harder, if that was possible.

Withdrawing my hand from Mom’s cunt with a slurping sound, I pushed back into my sister’s rough invasion… a mixture of pleasure and pain that lit me up like the Fourth of July.

“Fuck me,” I mumbled into my mother’s back, since I was now lying on top of her. “Fuck me, Callie,  fuck me!” God, she was brutal, pummeling me like we were fighting, almost — and somehow, it felt like the sweetest of kisses.

Mom squirmed around underneath me, turning herself so that we were facing one another. Enfolding me in two strong arms, she kissed my mouth, her tongue plunging between my lips to match the hard strokes of my sister’s cock. So I was getting it good and proper at both ends.

Then I felt Callie’s thumb pressing against the tight pucker of my anus — and I braced myself for what was to come. Without missing a beat, she pushed against the sweat-slicked hole until it popped inside, shoving it deep into the slippery canal with a sharp thrust.

Ripping my mouth from Mom’s, I threw my head back — a strangled cry exploding from my guts as an earthquake, a cataclysm, a tsunami of an orgasm smashed into me like a brick wall. It hit hard, then intensified, quickly rising to a peak. I heard myself scream, then everything went black.

When my eyes fluttered open I was nestled between Mom and Callie on the bed, bathed from head to toe in perspiration. My mother and sister were also damp from our workout, and we had fun letting our slippery bodies slide together as we shared lazy kisses and whispered words of love.

The End

by JetBoy

Saturday 19th, February 1966

I woke up early and got thinking all about Claire coming over later, then couldnt get back to sleep, So I took out this diary, cause there is some thing I wanted to write about.

Back when Mommy and me started making love, she told me that it was OK for us to do (even though we have to keep it secret) but that we couldnt be girlfriends for real. I mean that we arent sposed to be IN love, cause I need her to be my mother more than my lover.

But about a week ago I started thinking that, maybe I am in love with Mommy anyhow. When I look at her I feel all warm inside, just as much as when I look at Claire. And cuddling with her makes me feel the same way, like I want to stay in her arms for always. I wasnt going to tell Mommy about that, cause I was scared she might not let me do sex with her any more.

Now I think that Mommy might be falling in love with me!

I dont know, its just a feeling I get when she holds me and whispers sweet things in my ear, something more that us wanting to make love. And after we do make love, its even stronger!

There are times where I see Mommy looking at me, and there is something in her eyes. Something big and serious, but really beautiful too.

Ugh! I dont know HOW to explain it.

Im not sure what to think, and that scares me a little. But even if it is bad for Mommy and me to be in love, I wont stop feeling like I do, and I still want sex with her ALL the time!

I hear sounds coming from the kitchen, which I bet means breakfast. Time to rise and shine!

*****

OK, its getting close to time for supper, and Claire will be here in an hour. I cant stop being excited, I thought I might even have to change my underpants, cause they got kind of wet! But I know Claire wont mind that, so I left them on. Besides, they are my sexiest panties and I want her to see me in them. Before I take them off, ha ha!

Actualy, one reason I got wet is that me and Mommy kissed some, before we had lunch. See, I came into the kitchen when she was making sandwiches, and I was looking at her from behind. She was wearing her green shorts, and I was pretty sure she was naked under them cause she goes without panties a lot when its just us at home.

So I was thinking about her bottom and how much I love to touch it. And I just HAD to go over to her and give Mommy a big hug from behind, then when she turned around I grabbed her bottom with both hands!

Oh wow, did she ever give me a sexy look! Then she bent down and kissed me so soft and warm, and I got to suck on her tongue.

It was a long slow kiss, the kind that makes my legs feel shaky, like they dont want to hold me up. It made me forget all about Claire for a little bit, and I wanted to fuck Mommy so much that I felt crazy inside.

I stuck my hand down the back of Mommy’s shorts to touch her bottom, and it was bare! Just like I thought, she didnt have any panties on. I started feeling it, all over. What I really wanted was to reach down and rub her pussy, but I couldnt get my hand in far enough. I could touch her bottom hole, so I did that.

But Mommy made me stop. She said, We need to save that for Claire, honey.

Let me tell you, it almost hurt for me to stop kissing and touching Mommy! I knew she was right, though. So we did one more kiss, then she finished making sandwiches and we sat down and ate them.

Then I decided to come upstairs and write in this some more, but I ended up falling asleep. Any way, after I woke up I wrote about me and Mommy in the kitchen. Now I see its getting close to time for Claire to get here, so thats all for now.

(My fingers are crossed that me and Claire and Mommy have a AMAZING time tonight!!)

*****

Sunday 20th, February 1966

We had a early supper, and I already did all my homework on Friday. So I have extra time to tell about last night.

When Claire rang the bell, Mommy and me were ready for her. You should of seen the smile Mommy gave me just before she opened the door!

Claire came in, and soon as the door was shut I put my arms around her and gave her a big kiss. I didnt use my tongue, but it was still pretty sexy. She was a little nervous after I let her go and looked over at Mommy, who just smiled like it was fine for us to kiss like that.

Then Mommy took her hand and said, Its so nice to see you again, Claire. Then she bent down and kissed her too! Boy, her eyes were HUGE when that happened, but she got over that awful fast. When Mommy pulled away Claire was smiling big, like she had a feeling that we were going to have the most fun ever!

Then Mommy went into the kitchen. To put the finishing touch on dinner, she said. Then she told us to go wash our hands before we came to the table. So I took Claire’s hand and took her to the bathroom.

By the time we got in there and shut the door, Claire was so excited that she was almost bouncing up and down. She said, Oh wow, oh wow, your mom kissed me AGAIN!

I said, Sure she did. I told you, Mommy likes kissing pretty girls. And she likes you a lot, she told me so!

Claire said, But I didnt know if she would kiss me or not, specially in front of you, But she did! And oh my gosh, for a second I thought she might even put her tongue in my mouth!

I just smiled and said, Bet she wants to.

Then Claire got serious, she put her hand on my arm and said, Susie, are you REALLY sure that its OK for me to kiss your mom, really and truly?

I put my hand on top of hers and said, It is, Claire. You can do any thing you want to with her and I wont be jealous, cause Mommy knows that you and I are lovers, and she would never try to steal you from me.

Then she had this look in her eyes, like she saw something amazing. She said, What did you say we were?

I said, Lovers. Thats what we are, right? We love each other, and we do sex together, so that makes us lovers.

Claire put her arms around me and held me close. Our noses were touching. She said, Say it some more.

I looked at her, those feelings so strong in me I could cry. I said, You are my lover, sweet Claire. For ever and ever.

She whispered, Your my lover too, Susie, and then we were kissing. Her tongue was in my mouth and we were hugging each other so tight I could hardly breathe! My hand snuck up under her dress and was rubbing her bottom, and she was trying to touch the front of my panties.

But then I remembered why we were in the bathroom in the first place, and I pulled away. Claire looked unhappy, so I said, Mommy is waiting for us, remember? We were suposed to be washing our hands!

Claire said, Oh yeah, I kind of forgot, and we both giggled. We stuck our hands under the fauset and got them wet, then wiped dry with the big green towel. Then we hurried to the dining room.

Mommy was all ready sitting at the table. When we got there, she just shook her head and said, I thought you girls might of fell into the sink and got washed down the drain! Then she laughed, but I could see she knew Claire and me had been fooling around in the bathroom.

We sat down and ate supper. Mommy had cooked a beef tender loin with mushrooms, one of my favorite things for her to make. Claire told Mommy she loved it.

While we ate we talked about school. Mommy told us about stuff she got in trouble for back when she was our age. Wow, I never knew how naughty she was! Then we were all telling stories like that, about other kids and the bad stuff they did that got them in trouble. IF they got caught, I mean! We were laughing so hard that I was afraid I might wet myself!

We had baked apples for desert, then me and Claire were going to help Mommy wash the dishes. But she said no, to just put them in the sink, cause we were having too much fun to stop. Also she had a surprise for us, and we should go wait on the sofa for her.

So we were sitting there and holding hands when Mommy came in with a tray, on it was a green bottle and some glasses.

What’s that? I said.

Mommy smiled and said, Its champagne. (Just now I had to go downstairs and get her to write that down for me so I could spell it right. Good thing I did, cause I tried to guess how and didnt come close!)

I was REALLY excited, cause I know thats a drink for grownups only. Mommy said, Tonight is a special night. We are celabrating you girls finding one another, and being in love.

That made me blush a little bit, and Claire’s face was pretty red. But I could tell that it made her happy to hear that. She said, Thank you, Mrs Burroughs.

Mommy was opening the bottle, and all of a sudden the top came off with a big POP sound. Then while she poured some into the glasses she said, Now Claire, you dont have to call me Mrs Burroughs. You and I are special friends, so you can call me Sophie.

Claire thought about that, then she said really soft, Can I call you Mom instead?

That suprised me, at first it seemed sort of weird. Then I liked the idea, it made me think of Claire kissing her and calling her Mom. Wow, you better believe that got me excited, and fast! I think Mommy felt like that too, the way she was looking at Claire. She was quiet for a moment then said, That sounds lovely, sweetheart. Now SHE was blushing!

Then she remembered the champagne. Mommy gave me and Claire our glasses, then got hers. She held it up and said, Lets drink to love. Then she did.

I took a sip. It tasted funny, a little sweet but not much. I wasnt sure if I liked it but like Mommy said, we were drinking to love. So I had a bit more. It made my tummy feel warm inside, I did like that!

Claire was laughing when she drank some. She said, It tickles!

Mommy finished hers, then set it down. She said, Only one glass a piece, OK? I dont want to get you girls tipsy!

(She was talking about how dumb grownups act when they drink too much. I remember how once Daddy told me about a party he was at where Mr. Pruitt got up on the coffee table and started singing opera songs really loud, and that made Mrs. Pruitt so mad at him that she locked him out of his house that night and made him sleep in the car. Its good that Mommy doesnt want me or Claire to do stupid stuff like that!)

We got done with our drinks, so Mommy took the glasses and the tray and carried it all to the kitchen. When she got back she was smiling, looking at us with her bedroom eyes. It made me feel hot all over. I know what THAT look means!

She came up to the sofa where we were sitting and said, Do you girls have room there for me?

I said, Sure, come and sit with us. Claire just nodded. I think she was too excited to even talk, maybe cause she saw what was in Mommy’s eyes too.

I forgot to say before what my mother was wearing, so I’ll write it down here. She had on this pretty yellow dress with a bow on the waist, it came down like half way to her knees and really showed her legs off. Also it had what they call spagetti straps, they are really thin so you can see all of her shoulders.

Of course she didnt wear a bra, and her dress went down low in the front. Claire had been taking little looks at Mommy’s titties all night long, and so did I!

Mommy sat down on the end of the sofa by the TV set, so now Claire was in between us. I wasnt sure what would happen next. I really wanted something to!

But then Claire told Mommy that she looked really nice, and then we talked some about clothes. It was fun, and I forgot for a minute about that look Mommy gave us. Then she all of a sudden turned to me and said, Susie, why dont you give Claire a kiss? But a REAL kiss, like you give her when your upstairs in your room.

Boy oh boy, I bet my mouth fell open a foot wide! But I got over it a lot faster than Claire did. Her eyes were huge, staring at Mommy like she didnt have ANY idea what to do!

Then she turned and looked at me, and I was ready for her. I said, I love you, Claire, looking deep into her eyes. Then I reached out and touched her face, that always makes my heart go fast when Mommy does it to me. I moved closer to her, doing it nice and slow so she could make me stop if she wanted to. But she didnt, and then I knew she would let me kiss her.

The first one was really soft, not too sexy yet, cause I was trying to make her want more. I gave her a couple more kisses, still doing it nice and gentle. Claire pulled away then, and I thought maybe she was feeling weird about doing it where Mommy could see. But instead she said, I love you too, Susie. Then we kissed again, and that time I felt her kiss me back!

We were already holding hands, but as we got closer to each other it turned into a hug. We were still kissing, and I was waiting for Claire’s lips to open. Then they did, and I pushed my tongue right into her mouth.

I guess she was waiting for me to do that first, cause then Claire was kissing me hot and wild, just the way I like it the best. I was so excited knowing Mommy was watching us, and I wondered what she was doing, but I couldnt really look at her while I was making love to Claire.

Then Claire pulled away from me again, looking suprised. I saw why, Mommy had both hands on her shoulders and was kissing her on the neck!

She was staring at Mommy, who just smiled really sweet and said, Sorry Claire, I cant help myself. You two look so beautiful together. I got carried away.

I dont think Claire knew what to do, but then she said, Its all right, you just caught me by suprise.

Mommy was still touching Claire. She said, Would you mind if I kissed you on the mouth?

Claire turned to look at me. I think she still wasnt sure that I was OK with her and Mommy doing stuff.

I smiled and nodded and said, Go ahead, I want to watch.

Claire was really shy and maybe a little scared, but I knew she wanted it. Finaly she said, OK, you can kiss me if you like.

Mommy sure didnt give her a chance to back out! She tipped her head a bit and kissed Claire, right on the mouth. It wasn’t sexy, not yet. But it lasted a long time. And when Mommy moved back, she whispered, Oh Claire, your so sweet and beautiful, I think I love you.

I guess by then Claire wasnt feeling so shy, not any more! She grabbed Mommy’s hand and brought it to her lips, then she held it close to her and said, I think I love you too, Mrs. Burroughs.

Mommy gave a little laugh then. She said, No no, NOT Mrs. Burroughs, remember? Say it to me again, dearest Claire. The way you told me you wanted to say it.

So Claire looked at her and said, I love you, Mom. Then she kissed Mommy herself, a REAL kiss.

I was so excited that I felt like running around the room, but right then, I didnt want to move even an inch! Mommy sort of got Claire into her lap, and then I watched them make out. I saw their tongues going in each others mouth when they kissed, and Mommy had Claire’s hand inside her top, she was holding it to her titties.

I didnt want them to stop, but I wanted to play too! So I got up behind Claire and put my arms around her, and I kissed her neck, just like Mommy did before.

I went easy at first so Claire wouldnt get scared, like Mommy and me were ganging up on her. But she pulled back and said, Oh yeah, Susie, pushing back at me. And then she was kissing Mommy again.

Now I was sure Claire liked this, what we were doing. So I started to touch her all over, her tummy, her titties, her shoulders, then I put my hand under her skirt, on the front of her panties. She was wet and hot! I only felt her there a little bit, cause I didnt want her to come yet. Also I wanted to give Mommy a chance to touch her some.

I started rubbing her bottom and kissing the side of her face and her ear, and that was when Claire turned to me and stuck her tongue in my mouth. So I got to kiss her some more. Mommy had opened up the front of Claire’s blouse and now her face was in there. I could feel Claire didnt have a bra on, so I thought Mommy could be licking her nipples.

It looked like we were going to do sex right there on the couch, and oh boy, I was ready for that! I was thinking about what the best way would be to start taking off our clothes, and then Claire sort of jerked away from me and said, Wait, wait!

I didnt know what was the matter, did she not want to play any more? Mommy just said, Whats the matter, darling?

Claire said, I am so SO sorry. But I have to go to the bathroom!

She was really embarrased, I could see that. I moved back so she could get up, and me and Mommy both told her she didnt need to be sorry, it was OK.

When Claire was standing she said, We dont have to stop do we? I really liked it, but I thought I might wet myself. Maybe its cause of the champagne.

That made us all laugh. And then Mommy said, Tell you what. Lets go upstairs and you can use the bathroom up there, then we can go to my room and have some more fun, how about that?

Claire was thrilled and so was I, and we both said that was a GREAT idea!

So we all went up the stairs, and Mommy took us into her bathroom. When we got in there I needed to pee too and so did Mommy, so we all took turns.

Once we were in the bedroom, we looked at each other. Like no one was sure what to do next. I wanted to get things moving so I said, should we take off our clothes now?

I didnt want to give anyone a chance to say no, so I started first. I reached behind and unhooked the top of my dress and let it fall down around my feet. Then I put my thumbs in my panties and pushed them down, slow and sexy like I do it when Mommy is watching me. I already took my shoes and socks off downstairs, so now I was naked.

The way they were staring at me made me feel warm all over. But I wanted them to take off their clothes too, so I pointed at Mommy and said, Now you do it.

That made her laugh, and she said, You little minx. I love it when she calls me that!

Mommy stepped out of her high heel shoes, then she took off her dress. I knew she wasnt wearing a bra, but she didnt have on panties either! She looked so good standing there bare naked that I had to keep from going over and touching her in front of Claire.

When me and Mommy turned to face Claire, she looked kind of nervous, like she all of a sudden wasnt sure she wanted to do this. Maybe I took things too fast, and we should of made out some before we got out of our clothes. Claire wanted to do sex stuff with us, I knew that! But I think that this was more wild than she had ever been before, and now she was getting cold feet.

I didnt want her to be scared and have to go home. So I went over to where she was standing and reached out and took her hand. I gave it a squeeze and said, I love you so much, Claire. Can I undress you?

She was quiet, and I could see she was thinking hard. Then she whispered, OK.

I gave Claire a nice warm hug, and while I was holding her I could feel her heart going like crazy. She was shivering a little too, like she was cold. My lips were close to her ear and I said, Dont worry Claire. Me and Mommy just want to make you feel good.

When Claire moved away from me she was smiling, so I knew she felt better, and ready to have some fun! All I could do was smile back at her like a goofball, thinking about how pretty she is and how much in love with her I am. Then she said, Well, arent you going to undress me then?

Was I ever! Claire was wearing a pretty blue blouse and a dark blue skirt. I guess she buttoned her top back up some while we came upstairs, so I started to unbutton them again. When I

UGH! Its really late, past my bedtime, and Mommy just came up to tell me that I HAVE to go to sleep now, cause its a school day tomorrow.  I wanted to write all about everything that happened last night, but there is just too much to tell! Tomorrow night I will write the rest.

Oh well, gotta get ready for bed. Night night!

Continue on to Chapter 13!

By JetBoy

 

Tuesday 15th February, 1966

I havent gotten to spend much time with Claire, darn it. Not with just the two of us, I mean. I got to talk to her some at lunch both yesterday and today, but what I really wanted was to go with her behind the bike shed and kiss.

We couldnt, cause some stupid boys are having dirt clod fights around there. If a teacher caught them they would be in BIG trouble! Lucky for them I dont want to be a tattle tale, or I would tell on them for sure.

Then Claire had to go straight home from school and I couldnt come over. What happened was, she got so excited about spending the night with me on Saturday that I guess she forgot to do her homework. She had to get it all done really fast Sunday night, and her mom figured out why.

So Claire is sort of being punished. But her mom said that if she is good about doing her school work for all this week, she can spend the night with me again on Saturday.

Before she left to go home I told Claire that she better do what her mom says, or I might have to give her a spanking!

She said, Maybe I would like getting spanked, if you did it to me.

That got me thinking about it. Claire with all her clothes off, laying across my lap with that soft pretty bottom waiting for me to smack it with my hand. I would spank her but not so very hard, and then kiss it all over to make it better. I might even lick her bottom hole if shes learned her lesson and promises to be good, ha ha.

All the way home I was missing Claire, how bad I wanted to kiss and touch her.

At least Mommy was there when I got home. I didnt get to do sex  with her yesterday, cause Daddy had his bosses tell him to wait another day before he left for Philedelphia. He took off today, so Mommy was waiting for me.

When I came in the house Mommy was dusting the living room. She didnt have on any clothes at all, just a apron! She was bent over the coffee table, and I got a GREAT look at her bottom. All I wanted was to kiss it, all over.

Mommy turned around and gave me a big smile. I knew she could see I was so, SO ready for her to make love with me!

She didnt say anything, all she did was reach to her side where the apron was tied and gave it a pull. Then it just fell off and Mommy was standing there beautiful and naked, giving her special look that makes me feel all crazy and wild inside.

All I could think was how much I wanted Mommy’s pussy. I wanted her taste in my mouth. I dropped my book bag and walked over to where she was and got down on my knees in front of her. Then I kissed her pussy and licked her, too.

She got wet really fast! I like to get real messy when I lick, so Mommy’s flavor was all over my mouth, it was dripping off my chin!

I could feel her hands in my hair. She pulled it some, but not so much that it hurt. She was saying stuff like, Oh baby girl, lick Mommys cunt! You make me so fucking wet, Susie. I love you!

I would of told Mommy that I love her too but I was busy giving her good feelings. Licking her up and down, fast as I could go. It was like there wasnt any thing in the whole world but her cunt.

She started to come, and Mommy was shaking so much that I had to hold tight to her bottom so that she wouldnt knock me over!

Then Mommy was on her knees with me and kissing my face all over, telling how much she loved me and calling me her sweet little girl. But I guess she liked the taste of herself on my mouth, cause she stopped saying stuff and we just kissed for a long time.

Finaly she moved away and gave me a smile that looked like she felt like being really bad. I love that smile!

And I guess I wanted to be bad too, so I said, I love your cunt, Mommy. It tastes so good.

She liked that, I could tell! She reached out and touched my face. Then she said really soft, My beautiful little lover. Oh Susie, I adore you. Then she gave a funny little laugh and asked, Want me to make love to you now?

Did I ever! I jumped up and started to unzip my dress, but Mommy stopped me and she said, I want to do it, baby girl. So I stood there and let her take off my clothes.

She did it really slow. First she got me to sit on the sofa and pulled off my shoes. Then she rolled down my stockings one at a time. I loved how soft her hands were when she was touching my feet.

But then Mommy did some thing new. She gave my foot little kisses and was rubbing her face with it. Wow, I didnt know you could make love to feet, but she was doing it and it was SO nice! But Mommy wasnt done yet, she put my big toe in her mouth and sucked it like a big nipple!

Oh my gosh, I could feel it way down in my tummy, like I just had a bowl of hot soup. Her tongue was going around my toe, all warm and wet. Then she was doing it to my other toes, licking them and sucking them. It was the best!

I just HAD to touch my pussy then, cause the feelings were too big and I couldnt wait for Mommy to lick me down there. So I put a hand into my panties and started to play with it. She said, Dont make yourself come Susie, I want to do that with my mouth.

Then Mommy was touching her body with my foot, using it to rub her titties. I could feel her nipples getting big and fat when my toes went over them, it made me laugh. She touched her belly, so soft and warm, then my foot was in between Mommy’s legs and she was making it move down there like it was a hand, and my toes were fingers. She even put my big toe in her pussy! It felt funny but I loved it. I also loved when she put my toe back in her mouth and tasted it. So sexy!

After that Mommy made love to my other foot only not for as long, then she went back to taking off the rest of my clothes, still doing it really slow. Every time she took off some thing she would touch me and give me little soft kisses all around where she undressed me. I was going crazy, I needed her to make me come so bad!

Then I was completly naked except for my panties, which had a BIG wet place right in the front. Mommy put her nose right up to it and took a long breath and said, You smell wonderful, Susie. I could feel her lips move there when she said that and it tickled my pussy, so soft, it took my breath away.

I wanted to scream at her, PLEASE, MOMMY, PLEASE LICK ME, DONT MAKE ME WAIT ANY MORE!! But I didnt.

Then I felt Mommy take my panties and pull them down a little at a time till she got them off. She didnt put them down, she held them over her mouth and nose and took a big deep breath. It made me feel so excited, watching Mommy smell me and how much she loved it. But I still needed her to pay atention to my pussy!

I reached down to touch myself but Mommy gave my hand a smack. She said, No touching. So I took my hand away, just layed back and waited for her.

She got down on her belly between my legs. I felt her breathing on my skin, it was warm. But still, Mommy didnt lick me! She was kissing sort of close to it, but that was all.

I wanted it so bad, why wont she make love to me?

When I couldnt stand it any more I said really loud, Mommy, your being so mean!

She looked up and me and said, Why do you say that, baby girl?

I said, Cause you wont make me come!

Mommy said, Sorry honey, and then started to lick me. It felt SO good. Her mouth was doing things to my pussy and my clit, all I could do was lay back and let her.

I guess I was pretty excited, cause it didnt take a lot and then I was coming. It was a big one too. I had to scream, which is OK to do when only Mommy and me are there. I like making lots of noise when I come!

Mommy gave me a big messy kiss cause she knows I love to taste my pussy on her mouth, then put her arms round me so I was all snugly and warm.

She told me that she wasnt trying to be mean, making me wait before she licked me. She said, I was just teasing you, sweet heart.

I didnt understand. I said, But teasing IS mean, Mommy! Like when that awful boy Bobby Dugger made my friend Gladys cry when he kept saying her fingers were so short they look like toes.

(It made me so mad, I wanted to hit him with my book bag but I knew it would just get me in big trouble for not being lady like. Which all the teachers say you have to be if your a girl. NUTS to that!)

Any how, Mommy laughed and said, No baby girl. I dont mean teasing like that.

She explaned to me how you can tease someone who you make love to, which is what she did to me. Not to be cruel, but to get your lover really really excited and wet and make her want it bad. She said it was like putting more and more pieces of wood on a fire until it seems like the whole world is burning up!

I was pretty sure I understood so, I told Mommy I was sorry for saying she was mean. She gave me a big hug for a long time, then she said so soft and sweet, I love you Susie. More than any thing. You make me happy.

That made me feel SO good inside! I looked deep into her eyes and whispered, I love you too Mommy. I hope we can be like this for always.

We kissed some more, then we put our clothes back on and me and Mommy fixed supper. Some times I like to give her some help in the kitchen, specialy when its just us.

I watched TV with Mommy after we ate. We touched each other some, then I wanted to write about today in here, so I asked to be excused. I gave her a BIG messy kiss, then I came up to my room.

I feel kind of sleepy now, so thats all for tonight.

*****

Friday 18th February, 1966

Missing Claire something awful. I hardly got to see her at all this week! They started to put down a new floor in the cafeteria yesterday, so everyone has to eat their lunch where ever the teachers can find room for us. I dont know where Claire ate hers, but it wasnt where I was.

After school was nice, anyhow. Mommy ran a hot bubble bath when I got home and we took it together. It felt AMAZING, her body was all wet and slippery when she held me. I loved how shiny her titties were, so I had to kiss them and suck her nipples. She tasted like soap, but I didnt care.

We played in the tub till our fingers got wrinkly, then we rinsed off and got out and took turns drying each other, then we got in Mommy’s bed and made love.

It was really nice, so soft and gentle. Mommy says thats the big diffrence between making love and fucking. I thought they were just the same, but no. Fucking is more hard and hot, the way Aunt Evie likes to do it where you get all sweaty and make the bed shake.

Oops! Time to leave for school. Hope I get to see Claire today!

*****

GREAT NEWS! Claire’s mother told her that since she has been very good this week, she can stay over with me on Saturday! Oh BOY, are we gonna have fun!

She also asked Claire how come I didnt come over and spend the night at her house. So I guess we will have to do that the next time. Thats okay, her mom is really nice. But I’m so SO happy that it will just be Claire and Mommy and me on Saturday! Daddy is still away in Philedelphia and wont be back till Sunday night.

Mommy said she was thrilled when I told her about it after school. Ever since last Saturday, she has been thinking about Claire and how much she liked kissing her.

We were cuddling on the sofa and she said, Claire has a sweet little mouth.

I told her, you should feel how nice it is when shes kissing your pussy!

Mommy called me a little imp and started to tickle me. Its funny, I used to not like it so much when she did that, but now tickleing gets me excited. Maybe cause I know that it means that we probably will be making love soon.

We sure did then! I was giggling like crazy, and then Mommy was taking my dress off. I started to undo her blouse, and soon we were bare naked and kissing.

I wanted Mommy to make me come with her fingers, so then she sat me down right in front of her, with her titties touching my back. She reached around me and played with my cunt, kissing my neck and my ears. It was so nice!

Then it was my turn to make Mommy feel good. She wanted to ride my face. Thats what she calls it when I lie down on my back and she gets on her knees over me and I lick her. I love it cause that way I get more of her pussy taste, she gets REALLY wet.

Any how, I licked her good until she came all over my face, then we kissed for a long time. Sharing the flavor of her cunt. I love that even more than candy!

After that we talked about Claire and what we were going to do tomorrow. We still arent sure if we should let her find out that me and Mommy make love. Finaly Mommy said we should play it by ear. That means that we will see if it feels OK for us to kiss and touch each other when we are with Claire.

I hope that we do. I dont know why for sure but for some reason I want her to know about us. I think about her watching some thing like Mommy licking me and it makes me feel hot all over!

I wonder, does Claire ever think about her mother that way? Maybe we will find out about that tomorrow.

I bet there are lots of girls who would do sex things with their moms, but they probably would never get the idea themselves. I would never have thought of some thing like Mommy licking my pussy in a million years. Not till she put the idea into my head, and showed me what it felt like, and then it was the best idea ever!

I never thought about doing sex with Claires mom, but I would. Mrs. Prost is really pretty. She has a nice big bottom that I bet it would be nice to grab and squeeze. I wonder if her pussy has lots of hair like Mommy’s or just a little bit like Aunt Evie? Maybe Claire knows, but I dont know how to ask her about some thing like that.

Oh boy, wouldnt it be fun to get naked with Claire and her mother and fuck them both? Then watch them make love to each other! Now I want to think about that and rub my pussy. Maybe later tonight I will.

Mommy’s calling me. Time for supper!

Continue on to Chapter 12

By JetBoy

Saturday 12th February, 1966

Mommy didnt like my idea for seducing Claire. Thats a new word she taught me, seduce. It means trying to get someone in bed cause you want to have sex with them.

See, I thought Mommy should wait till me and Claire are making love, then come in and pretend to catch us. Only instead of getting mad and yelling like most mommies would do, she would take all her clothes off and get in bed with us.

I was kind of pouty when Mommy told me no. But when she said why, I knew she was probably right. She said it wouldnt be nice to give Claire a big scare like that. Mommy thinks she might cry, or even get really mad at us!

I told Mommy that I didnt want to do any thing that made Claire unhappy, and she squeezed my hand and said I was a good girl. That made me smile.

But then I was upset cause now we were back where we started. Trying to think of how me and Mommy can make love to Claire, both of us together. Mommy folded her arms and started sort of biting on her lip like she always does when she is thinking hard.

Then Mommy smiled, so I knew she had an idea!

What is it? I asked her.

She held my hand and gave me a look that made me feel hot all over. I wanted to do sex with her right then REALLY bad, but I didnt cause I wanted to know what she was thinking even more.

When Mommy told me her plan, I liked it a lot. She said I should try to give her time alone with Claire, as much as I could and not look strange. Then when I was gone, Mommy would flirt with Claire and tell her that she likes her more than just from being my friend. Maybe Mommy could even give her a kiss!

Her idea was that if she did stuff with Claire, and Claire liked it, that it would be easy for me to join in and be a part of it. And it would be EXTRA easy if Claire told me about what Mommy did, cause then I can say that I dont mind her and Mommy kissing and touching, not at all!

But then Mommy thought of something else. She said, Honey, if both of us make love to Claire together, we cant let her know about what you and I do together. At least, for a little while. That might scare her too.

I knew she was right and said, Okay, then I had another idea. I said, What if we started to kiss and touch in front of Claire, but pretending like we never did any thing like that ever before?

Mommy thought about it and said, Maybe. But we have to see how things go.

Claire will be here in a little while, so I have to stop here and go get ready. This is so exciting!

*****

Sunday 13th February, 1966

I got back from walking Claire home, then I had a long talk with Mommy. Now I am going to write about what happened yesterday. I did all my homework Saturday before Claire came over, so now I have lots of time to tell everything.

The idea Mommy had about her trying to get extra close with Claire was really good! I think it is going to work out like I hope.

Before Claire came, Mommy got dressed up sexy for her. This time she put on tight pants and a top, but no underwear at all! She left a bunch of the buttons in front open, so you could see a lot of her big titties when she moved around. I just wore my regular stuff cause I wanted Claire to notice Mommy more than me.

I let Mommy go to the door when it rang, and I watched from the stairs. She opened it and brought Claire inside, then kneeled down and gave her a BIG hug and then a kiss, really close to her mouth.

Boy, did she look suprised! The way Mommy was holding her, I knew Claire could feel everything she had through her top. And she liked it lots. I could tell. She even hugged Mommy back!

Then I ran over to her yelling, “CLAIRE!” and she went from Mommy’s arms right into mine. I hugged her too, only not as long.

Then we went into the kitchen to have some blueberry pie and lemonade. Claire and me sat down at the table while Mommy got everything ready.

It was something to see. Mommy was moving around the kitchen, and her titties looked so yummy that I wanted to go right over to her and pull her top all the way open and kiss them. Her nipples were hard and you could almost see their shape.

Then I looked at Claire, and saw she was just as excited as me, I could tell! Her mouth was hanging open a little and her eyes were following Mommy. Then she saw me watching her and her face got pretty red. I didnt say any thing but I did wink at her.

Mommy poured the lemonade, then some ice tea for her, and she cut pieces of pie for all of us. Then she sat down with us and started to ask about school and stuff. After a while we were all having a nice chat.

I thought that maybe Claire wouldnt want to spend much time with us talking to Mommy, cause what she really wanted was to go to my room with me and make out. But she was having a great time and looked very happy, and I saw her keep looking at Mommy’s wide open top.

Then I made a face and said, Oh darn it! I have to call Gladys Saunders about that stupid project Mrs. Kempner is making us do for Science class.

Mommy gave me a serious look and said, Susie, I hope you dont call your school work stupid while your there at school.

I laughed and then I said, No, only at home. Then she and Claire laughed too. But me and Mommy, we were just pretending. I didnt have any project to do with Gladys. Mommy knew that but not Claire, cause she takes Science with Mr. Cutler instead.

I got up and said, I better call her now. When Claire started to follow me, I said, You dont have to come, its gonna be totally boring. Keep Mommy company, okay? I wont be but a few minutes.

She didnt seem to mind me leaving her with Mommy, which was good. I went up to my room and closed my door. Then I waited.

I wanted SO BAD to see what was going on with Claire and Mommy, but I had to stay where I was. If I snuck downstairs to spy on them and Claire saw me it would spoil everything. I was too excited to read or play. All there was for me to do was walk around the room and keep looking at the clock.

But I just found out what happened from Mommy, so I can tell it here. I wasnt there to see it, but I want to write about it like I watched it all happen in front of me, cause its more like an exciting story that way.

So Mommy got up to pour some more lemonade for Claire, then she sat down really close to her. They kept talking, and Mommy took Claire’s hand and held it. She told her what a nice girl she was, and how pretty, and that she was really really glad that Claire and me are friends.

There is this look that she has, my mother. Something about her eyes and her special smile. Its warm and full of love, and it makes you feel tingly all over. I always loved it when she looked at me that way when I was a little girl, but then we started doing sex and it got even better. Like no one in the whole world is there but us two. Mommy says its called bedroom eyes.

She told me that she was looking at Claire that way while they talked, and Claire kind of started moving around in her seat, a little bit. Maybe she was feeling hot and excited down in her panties. I get that way sometimes, it makes it super hard to sit still. Like when I am in a boring class in school and start to think about Mommy, stuff like being in bed with her and making love.

Anyhow, Claire’s cheeks were really pink, but Mommy could tell that she liked it. Oh, I forgot to say that Mommy opened another button of her top when she was getting the lemonade out of the refrigarator, so Claire could see even more of her titties. She was really looking, too!

Mommy asked Claire to help her wash the plates and forks we ate the pie with, and so they cleaned off the table and took everything to the sink. Mommy gave Claire the dish towel and said, Let me wash and you can dry.

So they did. And when Claire got the last plate dry, Mommy took away the towel and said, You are one of the prettiest girls I have ever seen, would you mind it if I kissed you?

Boy oh boy, I would of given a weeks allowance to see Claire’s face, the way it looked right then! Mommy told me that her eyes were big as saucers and her mouth was hanging open. She didnt know what to say and just stood there.

Finaly Mommy said, Its OK Claire, if you dont want to.

But then Claire nodded her head and said really quiet, You can, I wouldnt mind.

So Mommy kissed her, really soft and gentle so Claire didnt get scared. I guess she was a little tense at first. Heck, I sure would be! But Mommy kept giving her sweet little kisses till she relaxed some, and then she started doing it with her tongue.

Claire was so suprised that she almost moved away, but by then Mommy had both arms around her and was holding her close. Any way, if Claire was scared to get kissed sexy, she sure got over it fast! Mommy said that she was kissing back, using her tongue and everything!

OK, so I was getting REALLY excited, listening to Mommy tell me about her making out with my beautiful Claire. The front of my panties was soaked, and my heart was beating like crazy! Mommy was wearing her dressing gown, and I wanted to open it up and do all kinds of stuff to her naked body, cause I knew for sure that she didnt have any thing on under it.

But even more than that, I wanted to hear the rest of the story. So I kept my hands to myself, the way that grownups are always saying we are sposed to do, ha ha.

After they got done with tongue kissing, Mommy gave her one of those bedroom eyes looks and said, You know sweetheart, I have a husband and I love him. But more than that, I love pretty young girls like you.

Claire said, You do?

Mommy said, Thats right. You know how Susie feels about you, that kind of special secret love? I feel like that too.

I guess that made Claire nervous, but Mommy just patted her hand and said, Dont be afraid, sweetheart. I know my daughter likes girls more than boys. Its not a bad thing. When I was the same age as you, I was the same way, I had a girlfriend. (Of course Mommy didnt tell her all of it, how that girlfriend was her sister, my Aunt Evie.)

Claire was suprised to hear that! She stared at Mommy and said, Really?

Mommy said, Yes sweetheart. And I loved her very much, just like Susie loves you. Its OK for you both to have these feelings. You just have to keep it a secret, cause other people think that its wrong, but I dont. And it would make me very happy if I could share feelings like that with you some day.

She came close to Claire and gave her another kiss. A soft one this time. She said, Lets go into the living room and watch some cartoons till Susie comes back.

Then they both sat on the sofa and watched TV. Claire was very quiet, I supose she was thinking about all the things Mommy said and did with her.

OK, so I was listening to Mommy telling me all this, getting more and more excited and wanting her something awful. Then she said, That is pretty much all that happened with Claire before you came back, baby girl.

When she said that I got up and came over to Mommy and opened up her dressing gown. She was naked under it, just like I knew she would be! I didnt say another word, all I did was sit her down on the sofa, got on my knees and licked her pussy until she came all over my face. Then I made her lie down and took off my panties. I climbed up on her and said, Lick my cunt, Mommy, and she did it until she made me come.

Now let me go back to yesterday and tell what happened with Claire after Mommy talked to her.

When I came down from my room they both were sitting close to each other and watching TV. Mommy gave me a special smile and that made me SO excited! I knew right then that things worked just like we wanted.

But I had to keep cool and not give away our secret, so I came over to Claire, grabbed her hand and said, Come on, lets go play!

Oops, Mommy is calling me! Its time for lunch. Be back soon.

*****

OK here I am, back to finish the story.

When me and Claire went in my room, she right away closed the door, then she pushed me back into it and kissed me hard. Her tongue was deep in my mouth, and I could feel her fingers popping open the button of my pants. Then she was pulling them down, with my panties.

I never saw her act like that before! She was all hot and wild, like Aunt Evie got when we made love that first time. I wasnt sure what Mommy did to Claire to make her that way, but it must of been really good!

I could tell Claire wanted to be in charge right then, to do sex stuff to me while I just let her. Mommy gets like that sometimes too. I couldnt really walk cause my pants were down around my feet, but Claire didnt care. She dragged over to the bed, kissed me again and then threw me on it! My heart was beating so fast!

She was kind of fighting with my shoes to get them off. Then my pants and undies. I thought for sure that Claire would take off my shirt too, but she just pushed my legs wide apart and lay down in between them and started kissing my pussy.

They werent sweet little kisses either. She was sucking and licking me like crazy, making these big slurpy noises with her mouth. And humming, she was doing that too. I was already excited, but Claire made me feel like I had to scream! Before I knew it I came so hard I almost forgot to breathe.

Then I WAS breathing and I felt dizzy, but Claire didnt give me any time to rest, she lay right on top of me, touching me all over and kissing my face, saying I love you Susie, I love you, Please please make love to me! She was acting like her panties were on fire!

I wanted to make Claire come extra special hard, so after I took off all of her clothes I made her get on her hands and knees with her cute little rear end sticking up. Then I started licking her bottom hole and touching her pussy, both at the same time. I LOVE when Mommy does that to me.

It sure worked. Holy smokes, did she go nuts! She was shaking all over and making a LOT of noise. Not even trying to be quiet, too! I thought that was intresting.

I think Claire came maybe 3 times, before she made me stop. Then she was laying next to me breathing hard. I put my arms round her and we snuggled for a while.

Then when Claire could talk again she looked at me and said, I have to tell you something Susie. I hope it wont make you mad at me.

OK, so I was pretty sure this was about Mommy. But I had to pretend not to know. I said, What is it?

She was looking away from me and biting on her finger nail, and she didnt say. I asked again, What, Claire? You can tell me.

She said, Your Mom kissed me.

I said, Well, I know that! I saw her do that when you got here.

Claire just shook her head and said, No. She REALLY kissed me. While you were upstairs. And it was like you and I kiss, the way we do cause we are in love. That way. She looked sad, like she was about to cry.

I thought for a little bit about what to say, then I said, So, did you NOT want her to kiss you? You didnt like her doing that?

She said, No, I DID like it, I liked it a lot! But its your MOM, I shouldnt be kissing her!

I could see Claire was getting upset, and I wanted to make her feel better. So I pulled her close and gave her a hug. Then I said, I dont mind, its OK if you kiss her. Why should I be mad cause of that?

She frowned and said, But doesnt it make you jealous?

I said No! I love you, and I love Mommy too. So its like me sharing you with her. And sharing is a good way to show someone you love them, right?

Claire asked, Does your Mom know about us?

She looked sort of scared when she said that, so I told her it was OK and that yes, Mommy figured out how we were lovers. But also that she wasnt mad at all, Mommy I mean. And she promised to never tell anyone our secret.

I said, You know why she doesnt mind about you and me? Because she likes girls too!

Claire said, Yeah, she sort of told me that when we kissed. So then, you wont be mad if your Mom did that to me again?

I just smiled big and said, Nope! You can kiss her all you want. Its not like Mommy is going to try and steal you from me, she just wants to have fun.

Claire moved closer to me. She said, Sexy fun?

I barely got to say, Yeah! back to her before she rolled on top of me and we started kissing all over again. And since we were both still bare naked, pretty soon Claire and me were making love.

We did a lot of that last night too, after we went to bed. And we didnt even have to be quiet! I came so many times that my pussy hurt when I woke up this morning. I dont care, cause Claire kissed it better for me.

We finaly went downstairs and had Mommy’s yummy blueberry pancakes for breakfast. After that, me and Claire got to take a bath together, which was VERY nice.

Then I walked her home. We snuck behind her back porch and kissed some, and I made Claire promise to come spend the night again real soon. Maybe Friday!

We kissed one more time and said I love you to each other. Then she said Goodbye Susie, and went inside.

So it looks like the plan Mommy made (I helped some) was really good! Now Claire knows my mother wants to make love with her, also I think she knows that I am OK with it. The only thing she doesnt know is about Mommy and me doing sex. Not yet anyway!

I have to close for now, cause my writing hand is pretty sore. Also I want to ride my bike around for a while before it gets dark.

Continue on to Chapter 11

By JetBoy

Shafts of milky moonlight spill through the blinds to paint elongated stripes on the walls and ceiling of my bedroom. The buzzing of cicadas fills the back yard, punctuated now and then by a hoarse bark from our neighbor’s collie Jasper.

I’m lying naked atop rumpled sheets, sprawled on the bed, the warm humid air of a Georgia evening caressing my bare body. I have one hand tucked between my thighs, fingers resting on a very warm, very wet cunt.

My senses, dulled by the night, good wine and the aftermath of sexual release, detect a shape in the room where there isn’t supposed to be one. I force my eyes to focus, then sit upright with a violent start.

My nineteen-year old daughter Mickie is seated in a chair close to the bed, a mysterious smile on her lovely face.

“Mickie!” I gasp, snatching my hand away from my still tingling pussy, blushing furiously. God, for my own daughter to catch me like this… I was mortified.

“You didn’t close your door all the way, Mom,” she says, casually uncrossing her bare legs. “I heard you making weird noises… like a kitten, sort of.” Mickie mimics a cat, batting its paws as if trying to escape from a paper bag. “I wanted to make sure you were all right, so I came in.”

“I — I had too much to drink,” I stammered. “It got me all… tingly, so I came up here and…” I reach down, fumbling about to grasp the sheet, hastily covering my nude body.

“It’s okay, Mom,” she says soothingly. “There’s nothing wrong with making yourself feel good.” Mickie is in her usual sleepwear: one of her big brother’s old t-shirts, abandoned when he left for college, and skimpy panties. “Y’know something, though? Watching you getting yourself off like that was the hottest thing I’ve seen in ages.”

I was floored. “How long have you been in here?” She didn’t have to answer — her knowing smile said everything. “You — you were watching me while I m-masturbated? Why? Why on earth would you spy on me like that?”

“Because it was a beautiful sight,” she replies, her eyes never leaving mine. “You’re still an incredibly sexy woman, you know.” My daughter’s blonde hair is shimmering, and for an instant I glimpse the moonlight in her sapphire eyes.

She rises and moves to stand close beside the bed, her eyes still holding mine. “Mom? How long has it been since you got to be… intimate with someone?” I can feel the bed move as Mickie gently sits down next to me. She gently touches my cheek, tracing the line of my jaw with a fingertip.

“Too long,” I said quietly, feeling a sudden twinge of self-pity. “Not since your father left.”

Mickie nods, her eyes warm with compassion. The sweet, loving look she is giving me at that moment seems to touch my soul. Her hand rests lightly on my bare shoulder. “You know, Mom — you’ve had a rough time this last year, what with Dad gone. And touching yourself is all well and good… but I think you need something more.”

My pulse thrums like a frantic jazz tune as Mickie’s hand lowers to grasp the edge of the sheet that covers my nude body and slowly, slowly begins to pull it down.

I wonder for an instant if I should object, but it’s already too late — she draws the sheet away until I am naked before her, completely exposed.

Still seated on the edge of the bed beside me, Mickie leans in close, her lips whisper-soft against my own. She kisses me delicately, then draws back to give me an adoring smile. I stare at her, dazed, uncertain of what’s happening and desperate to understand.

“You need to be loved, Mom,” she breathes, “by someone who loves you… very much.”

She is gazing warmly into my eyes, giving me a view into her soul… and I am mesmerized by what I see there. Is my own daughter trying to…? No, it can’t be.

Then she bends to kiss me again — and this time, she trails her tongue across my lower lip. Her fingers graze my nipple, tease it to hardness. I am lost, caught up in a sudden surge of desire that has my head spinning. Without stopping to think, I respond.

As I suck Mickie’s tongue into my mouth, my hands take on a life of their own. I place my palm on the front of the thin Ramones t-shirt my daughter wears, hesitantly touching her breasts. Meanwhile, my other hand finds its way between my legs — and I’m masturbating all over again.

We are kissing with a passion that shocks me, yet at the same time it seems as if I’ve always wanted this from Mickie.

Suddenly she breaks away from me and stands, panting excitedly.

Still fingering myself, I watch in awe as she practically tears off her top and panties, then stands naked before me. My heart races as I take in the sight, the scent, the pure, holy femaleness of her.

“Oh, baby, you’re so lovely,” I whisper, abandoning both my morals and my common sense at a stroke. “I — I want you.”

Mickie licks her lips. “Well, then, Mom,” she purrs, “you can have me.”

I continue to masturbate as Mickie climbs up onto me, crawling over my body until she is straddling my face. I am staring up between the tender flesh of her inner thighs at the glistening pink treasure of her cunt, framed by spun-gold pubes.

My daughter’s sex draws me in like a beckoning finger, and I lift my head to touch the moist flesh between her thighs with my lips. Encouraged by her moan, I begin to lick, touching the globes of Mickie’s firm buttocks as I press my mouth into her sex. The relentless heat of fuck-lust is churning deep in the core of me as my child cries out somewhere far above.

My mind a turbulence of confusion, need, and love. My lips, my mouth nuzzling and sucking at the warm, wet flesh, seeking out the nubbin of her clit. Mickie arches her back and, grinding her pelvis against my face, pleads for release… and I give it to her.

Seconds later, my own climax kicks in and I cry out, the sound muffled by Mickie’s cunt.

Spent, we lay side by side on the damp sheets. Her head nestles on my shoulder, the tip of one of her fingers circling a still-tingling nipple. Mickie’s lips touch the side of my neck, caressing my skin as she speaks.

“Mom, have you ever made love to a woman?” She nibbles lightly at my earlobe.

“Oh, yes — back when I was in college.” Mickie is licking her way around the edge of my ear, and I laugh. “That tickles, honey. What about you? You can’t tell me that you’ve never done this before.”

“Oh, I love sex with girls,” Mickie coos. Suddenly she presses her bare body against mine. “The thing is… well, I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time, Mom. Practically since I found out I was a lesbian.” She grins. “That’s why I snuck in here while you were fingering your pussy, y’know. I knew there’d never be a better opportunity to make my move.”

I give her a stern look. “By all rights, I ought to paddle your butt for spying on me, young lady… but I forgive you.” I tousle her hair playfully. “This time, at least.”

She trails her hand down from my breast, over the rise of my stomach, fingers curving into the hollow between my thighs. “Are you happy about what we just did, Mom?”

“I shouldn’t be… but yes, damn it, I am,” I moan, spreading my legs, unable to suppress a tiny gasp as her fingertip finds that special spot that so few males even understand.

Then her lips are at my ear, teasing me with hot whispers of passion in a little-girl voice. “Are you still hot, Mommy? Do you need to come again? I’ll bet you do. Would you like your baby girl to make it all better? Do you want me to fuck you? Do you, Mommy?”

My pelvis is moving against her hand and fingers, squirming lewdly to Mickie’s touch. God, I’ve just gotten off twice, and I’m already hungry for more!

“Yes,” I whisper, instinctively sensing that my daughter wants to hear me ask to be taken. “I loved licking your pussy, Mickie, and making you come. I need you to do me now. I — I want to be fucked by my baby girl…” My voice trails off into a low moan. “Please, honey.”

Mickie rolls over on top of me, her body sliding against mine, face transformed into a mask of lust — a mirror image of my own, I have no doubt. She claims my mouth in a brief but torrid kiss that leaves me panting, then moves downward, her tongue leaving a line of sweet fire against my skin. She pauses to suckle each of my nipples in turn, then slides down further to nuzzle my belly.

As my daughter positions herself between my legs, I hook them across her shoulders, then close my eyes as she presses her lips into me, kissing my cunt as if it were a lover’s mouth.

Her tongue begins to explore, plunging into my body. I’m surprised to hear someone scream; more surprised when I realize the sound is issuing from my own throat. My fingers tangle in the platinum-blonde tresses of my daughter’s hair as I pull her face deeper against me, encouraging, pleading for more, damn it, more!

Her tongue rolls deliciously around and around in my vagina. Mickie’s mouth is pressed to my slit, nose buried in the thick bush — a sight that sends my excitement soaring when I open my eyes for a glimpse.

I’ve certainly never had a thought of exploring incest with my daughter, not before tonight. Now the knowledge that she and I are making love fills me with a wild joy that is positively intoxicating. I want to explore every kind of fucking with her, to indulge in all the sexy games that lesbians play.

Her tongue glides down until she is licking at my asshole, making me cry out loud. No lover has ever done that to me, and it feels divine. While she rims me, Mickie places two fingers at the entrance to my vagina and drives them in as deep as they can go with a single quick thrust… and my body seizes up as I come like never before.

Mickie fucks me hard and fast, her loving mouth and thrusting fingers taking me through wave after wave of the purest rapture. My body bucks helplessly, hands clenched into white-knuckled fists.

As these heavenly sensations slowly ebb, my daughter’s touch grows gentler — her fingers lightly stroking my sex, adorning the wet flesh with tender kisses. Finally I sigh contentedly, melting into the bed’s embrace.

My eyes open sleepily to meet those of my daughter as she raises her face from my cunt, and her glistening lips form the words “I love you, Mom.”

I reach for Mickie’s hand and draw her to me, my mouth seeking hers. We kiss sweetly, lovingly. I don’t feel an iota of guilt or shame, just a childlike delight at the precious gift my girl has given me.

The End