Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Naughty Mommy

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Tina came awake, remembering immediately where she was, in Angela’s penthouse suite. Her daughter Amanda was asleep beside her. They were both nude.

It was light outside the big window, the sky a bright blue with no clouds at all. A clock by the bed said it was 7:40. Still fairly early, especially after everything they’d done last night.

She turned her head the other way. Angela was lying on her side, facing Tina, awake and smiling at her, somehow looking beautiful and glamorous, even first thing.

“Good morning,” breathed the blonde seductress.

“Hi,” replied Tina.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah, but, um… you know what?”

“What?”

“This is kinda weird, because I’ve never done this before — woken up in someone else’s bed, with someone sleeping with me — other than Amanda, I mean. You know?”

Angela nodded, smiling more broadly. “Do you like it?”

“Yeah, I do.” Tina’s dimples flashed.

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Fiona dreamed that she was kissing her mother, that her mom was on top of her and they were both naked, running their hands all over each other. Then she dreamed they were rubbing their pussies together too, almost like her mother was fucking her or something, and it felt totally amazing, and Fiona was sucking on her mom’s tit, so awesome, that hard nipple in her mouth, sucking it and sucking it while her mom fucked her and then… wow, what a really great dream that was…

But was it a dream?

Her eyes blinked open. She was on the floor in the family room, and she was naked. Right beside her, lying on her back, still asleep and also naked, was her mother. It wasn’t a dream. It had really happened. The others were there too, still sleeping — her sister Erin, her cousin Debby, her aunt Bridget — and they’d all had sex with each other the night before, sex between moms and daughters. Wow!

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Eve had to go to the bathroom. She raised her head. Her daughters were sound asleep, one on either side of her. She smiled, thinking how lucky she was, how much happiness and passion they would enjoy in the years ahead now that they had begun sharing their sexuality. Lesbian incest truly was a precious gift!

But still, she had to go. Eve managed to get out of bed without waking the girls, and took care of her needs. After washing her face, brushing her hair, and applying a little makeup, she started to wonder, what would the day bring?

She’d now had sex with Angela and then with her own daughters, Gwen and Paige, the first three lesbian experiences of her life. Would there be others soon, like maybe Tina? She hoped so. And possibly Bambi and Amanda too? No, not possibly, she corrected herself, probably. Knowing Angela and knowing Bambi, it seemed almost certain that Eve would get the chance to have sex today with a 10-year-old girl, more likely with two of them, at the same time even!

God, it was so damn exciting. What an incredible vacation this was!

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“No regrets?” Angela asked Tina as they lay in bed together.

“No, of course not. I mean, it’s all new to me, but it’s totally great, it really is. I’m so glad we met you guys. I never would have expected it, but now, it’s like… I don’t know, it’s like I’m a different person in a way, like I’m starting a new life or something.”

Tina looked down at her daughter, Amanda, and at Bambi, Angela’s daughter, the naked girls sleeping peacefully between the two women, arms around each other.

“I mean, Amanda and I were very happy together, we really were… I love her more than anything.”

“Of course you do,” whispered Angela.

“But now, it’s like, we can have each other and we can have even more too. It’s so awesome…” Then she frowned slightly, “I wonder, though…”

“You wonder what, dear?”

“Well, I wonder if, after we get back, if we’ll ever have a chance to meet anyone else, like you guys, I mean. Someone who, you know, a mom and a daughter…”

“You might,” Angela smiled. “You really might. I think you’d be surprised how common it actually is. Not every mother and daughter you meet will be like you and Amanda, but many of them could be.”

“You really think so?”

“Yes, I do. In my experience, and I’ve had a lot, I’ve found that almost all women at least fantasize about having lesbian sex with young girls. It seems to be… instinctive. And most of those women, most mothers, I mean, have fantasies about their daughters too. Not all of them will ever do anything about it, of course, but some do. Quite a few, in fact.”

“Wow…”

“I can’t make any promises, obviously, but if you take your time and look around, keep your eyes open, watch for signs — like the things I noticed between you and Amanda — I wouldn’t be at all surprised if you could find some others where you live who have the same desires that you and I have and who’ve acted on them.”

“Gosh, that’s, that would be incredible.”

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Fiona turned toward her mother, cuddling up with her, putting her arms around her. She wanted to feel close to her mom after that amazing dream — except it wasn’t a dream, she reminded herself again, it was real, it had actually happened.

Slowly she slid on top of her mother, wiggling down between the woman’s legs, pressing their pussies together. Omigod, that felt so good, so warm and perfect. She pushed in even harder, grinding her pussy against her mom’s. So good, so nice… and there were her mother’s beautiful breasts too, right in front of Fiona’s face, like an invitation.

Sheila came awake to find her 12-year-old daughter lying naked on top of her, sucking her nipple, tribbing with her. What a wonderful way to start the morning!

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Eve began to masturbate in the bathroom as she imagined having sex with Bambi and Amanda, both at the same time. She looked at herself in the mirror, admiring her naked body. Not too bad, she thought: a pretty face, attractive breasts, her figure still trim at age 39. Would a little girl want her? Well, her daughters certainly did, and they were 16 and 11, so I guess the answer might be yes!

For a minute or two longer she watched herself, admiring her reflection as her fingers rubbed between her legs, sliding within her folds, finding slippery moisture. She switched hands, bringing one to her mouth to taste herself, stroking her pussy with the other, now faster, more urgently. She was already getting close, breathing hard, her face turning red. She licked her lips.

Eve was on fire, a woman in heat. She wanted to come, she wanted sex, lesbian sex with young girls, with her daughters. She opened the bathroom door.

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Tina and Angela were quiet for a few minutes as Tina considered the implications of what her new friend had told her. If it really was true that most women actually were attracted to young girls, and if it also was true that a lot of moms were drawn to their own daughters the same way that Tina was, then maybe she would be able to meet someone in her area, around Sacramento, who had the same kind of desires she had. Heck, she might even already know someone like that. Was that really possible?

She scrunched down a little lower in the bed, trying to picture in her mind all the young moms she knew, wondering which of them might be……

“What are you thinking about?” Angela asked.

“Oh, um,” the brunette smiled, showing her dimples again, “just… about the women I know, the moms, up where we live… wondering, you know, if any of them might be, well, like us.”

“I’m sure there must be some. Perhaps they won’t be active yet, not following through on their desires — they might just need a little push — but I can almost guarantee that if you got, say, a dozen women together in a room and they were open and honest with you, you’d find that a good number of them fantasize about having sex with young girls, some even with their own daughters.”

“Wow, that’s so amazing… I wonder if it’s true…”

“You could find out,” Angela chuckled.

“How?”

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“Hi, baby girl,” Sheila murmured.

Fiona lifted her face, letting the stiff wet nipple briefly slip from her mouth. She smiled, “Good morning, Mommy,” and then resumed sucking her mother’s breast.

Their short exchange was enough to wake Erin. Pushing herself up on an elbow, yawning and blinking sleep from her eyes, she grinned when she saw her mom and her little sister, already having sex, first thing.

Bridget was awake now too, watching Sheila and Fiona. She held her own little girl, Debby, in her arms, gently petting her, the 9-year-old still fast asleep. Bridget was tempted to wake the child but decided not to, at least not right away. Instead she slid a hand down between her own legs and started masturbating.

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Back in the room, Eve stood by the bed for a moment, gazing at her daughters who were still asleep and rubbing her clit, feeling its hard nub under her lubricated fingers. She walked around to the other side of the bed, to the side where Paige slept. Slowly pulling back the covers, she studied the girl’s nude body, so long and lean, so incredibly desirable. Eve was wild with lust for her, and for Gwen too. She rubbed her clit faster. She was getting very close. She moved nearer to the bed, bringing her wet pussy to within a few inches of her daughter’s lovely face.

She saw Paige begin to open her eyes.

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“I have a friend,” Angela told Tina, “a woman I know who has two daughters in their teens and another who is now 12. Bambi and I met them about a year ago, and after only a little bit of seduction, we were able to have sex with all of them.”

“My god, that’s amazing.”

“Yes, well, it was quite enjoyable. But anyway, I’ve stayed in touch with the woman by email — her name is Terri — and she told me she’s started a kind of reading club for women she knows, who live in her neighborhood or nearby.”

“A reading club?”

“Well,” Angela chuckled, “it’s a special sort of reading they do. They get together once a month and share stories with each other, reading them out loud. Except that it’s all lesbian pornography and most of it includes women with young girls. They read the stories aloud to each other, and then they masturbate together.”

“Really?”

“That’s what she says. But the point is, perhaps you could try something like that too, with women you know in your area.”

“Gosh, that would be great… I wonder if I really could…”

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Erin slid down between Sheila’s legs, gently patting Fiona on the hip, wordlessly asking her to make way so Erin could lick their mother’s pussy.

When Fiona realized what her sister wanted, she quickly scooted down there too. “Will you show me how?” she asked.

“Sure,” the older girl nodded, a big grin on her face. “It’s easy. You’ll like it.”

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“Mom?” Paige smiled up at her. Then she turned sleepily from her side onto her back, yawning and stretching. “Hi, Mom.”

“Hi, baby.” Eve did not stop masturbating. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”

“It’s okay,” her daughter giggled. “I don’t mind.”

“You want to watch me come?” Eve could hardly believe she was saying such a thing to her little girl. But it made her very hot to know that she was. “I want to come for you, while you watch me.”

“Okay, sure… but, um, after that… is it okay if I lick you again? I like doing that.”

Only half awake, her eyes still closed, Gwen heard the conversation, things she had never ever expected to hear her mom and her little sister talking about.

“You want to lick me again? You want to lick your mother’s pussy?” Eve was almost there, almost there.

For a moment the teenager wondered if she was dreaming, still asleep. But then she opened her eyes and saw — her mother standing naked by the bed, staring into Paige’s eyes as she furiously masturbated.

“Yeah, Mom, I do. I love licking you. It’s the best thing ever,” Paige said.

“Fuck!” cried Eve. “Goddamn FUCK!!”

Gwen sat up and smiled. Her mother was climaxing. What a way for them to begin the day!

Continue on to Chapter 27

By Naughty Mommy

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Stephanie awoke first. Asleep beside her was her little girl, Hailey. The slender 8-year-old was on her back, her mouth slightly open, cheeks flushed, curly blonde hair framing her pretty face. In her dainty white nightgown with ruffle cap sleeves, she looked like a princess in a fairy tale.

As she gazed at the adorable child, Stephanie thought about what they’d done together the night before. That must have been an adult fairy tale, the way I was kissing her, using my tongue, actually humping her knee. My god, I was so turned on, almost out of control. I loved it, and yet…… was it wrong? Almost everyone would say it was, I’m sure of that, but I don’t know. Maybe it is and maybe it isn’t.

She yawned and stretched, then sat up in bed, looking at the clock. It was almost 7:30. The others might not be up for a while, but I should go get things started for breakfast, at least think about what we’re going to have. And at some point this morning, I really do want to get with Veronica and talk with her about everything. I know I’ll feel better then.

Slipping quietly out of bed, leaving her daughter to sleep some more, Stephanie went to take a shower and get dressed.

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Veronica heard the shower starting up in the bathroom shared by the adjoining bedrooms at the condo. She’d been awake a few minutes, lying quietly, listening to Kelly breathe, remembering how they had masturbated together — twice! — the night before. It made her feel warm inside to know that she could share such pleasurable intimacy with her teenage daughter, and it also made her feel aroused.

Now is not the time, though, she told herself. And besides, before I do anything else with her, or with anyone else for that matter, I really do want to talk with Stephanie about all of this. I know I’ll feel better after I do.

Hm, that’s probably her in the shower right now. It almost has to be. I really doubt that Hailey would be up this early.

Slipping quietly out of bed, leaving her daughter to sleep some more, Veronica tiptoed naked toward the bathroom. In the other bed, she saw Carol and Jordan also still asleep, spooning cozily. She thought about what she had heard and seen them doing together the previous night. My god, what an amazing vacation this is turning out to be!

She cracked the bathroom door and peeked inside.

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Stephanie finished folding her nightgown and placed it on the counter. She’d pulled down her panties and was just stepping out of them when she noticed the other door begin to open. Oops, I’m naked! she thought, but then saw who it was.

“Good morning,” Stephanie smiled, spreading her arms. The women shared a lover’s embrace.

After a long warm kiss, Veronica asked, “Sleep okay?”

“Yeah, great.” Another quick kiss, and a pat on the bottom. “I missed you, though.”

“I know, me too. Come on, let’s get in the shower.”

They soaped each other down, giggling and kissing some more, but then Veronica said, “Um, there’s something we need to talk about.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh.”

“That’s funny, because I really wanted to talk with you too, about something kind of… important.”

“Hm, I wonder if the two things might be, uh, related.” The choice of words, inadvertently appropriate, made Veronica smile.

“What do you mean?” asked Stephanie.

“Well, I don’t know. It’s just that there seems to be a lot of stuff going on here. Stuff I never expected. Like, um, well, actually there are several things. We might need longer than just a shower to talk about it all.”

“All right, so… let’s finish up here and then go downstairs, okay? I’ll make coffee and maybe the two of us will get some time to talk about all of it, whatever it is.”

“Deal,” Veronica nodded, turning off the water. “Hey, you know what?”

“What?”

She took the younger woman into her arms. “I really love you.”

“Aww…” Another very long kiss, and then Stephanie nuzzled her partner. “I love you too. Forever and ever.”

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The aroma of fresh-brewed coffee awoke Stacie. That and the bedroom door opening, with little Hailey popping into their room and up onto the bed. Holly bounced to her knees, somehow instantly wide awake. The twins giggled and grinned at each other.

“Good morning, girls,” Stacie yawned, pushing herself up. “What time is it?”

She looked at the clock, answering her own question. It was just past 8:00. Turning back to the kids, she asked, “Did you guys sleep okay?”

“Uh-huh,” they replied in unison, nodding identically. It was nearly impossible to tell the girls apart, except for a tiny mole on Holly’s neck.

“So, um, I think I’m going to take a shower. You guys both had showers last night, right?”

Again, identical nods. It was uncanny how much alike they were.

“All right, well, I guess you can get dressed, or, you know, just do whatever while I’m in the shower.”

“Okay, we will,” said Holly.

You will what? Stacie wondered, but it didn’t matter. She shrugged her shoulders, smiled at the girls, and headed for the shower.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Hailey and Holly disappeared under the covers together, whispering their secret amazing adventures of the night before: Holly heard Stacie having sex or something. What was it, master… oh, yeah, master-baiting! And it smelled just like when Mom and Mommy had sex. Exactly like it. Plus, after that, after Stacie finished, Holly put her hand down there on herself and she was kind of wet and she smelled the same way too! And she even tasted it. It tasted good. Isn’t that cool! Yeah, it is, but you know what? Hailey kissed Mommy! So? We kiss Mommy a lot. No, but this was just like how Mom and Mommy kiss each other, you know, grownup kissing, with tongues and everything! Wow, really? Was it nice? And on and on…

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“I kissed Hailey last night, in bed. That’s my big news,” Stephanie said, taking a sip of coffee. She and Veronica were leaning against the counter in the kitchen, holding hands.

“You kissed her?”

“Yeah, and I mean I really kissed her. She asked me to. She wanted to know how grownups kiss or something, and so I showed her. But the really amazing thing is how much I liked it. I mean, it totally turned me on. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Wow…”

“I know.”

“That’s pretty cool, Steph.” Veronica was smiling.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we’ve always talked about how much we’d like to do something like that, you know, kiss a little girl? And now you got to do it.”

“Yeah, but, I mean… do you think it’s okay? She’s my daughter, our daughter. Isn’t that, don’t you think it’s wrong or something?”

“I don’t know,” Veronica shrugged. “It’s… but, you know, I also need to tell you about what I did with Kelly last night.”

“What did you do?”

“Well, we masturbated together.”

“Oh my god, really??”

“Uh-huh.”

“Wow, I can’t believe it. That’s pretty hot,” Stephanie grinned. “Very sexy. And… oh, I didn’t tell you yet, but doing what I did with Hailey made me want to kiss Holly the same way.”

“Nice,” chuckled Veronica.

“I know, but do you really think it’s okay? Isn’t it, like, incest?”

“Hm, maybe. Except, I mean, you love each other, we all love each other, so is it really wrong?”

“I don’t know, you might be right. We’ve always said, we’ve even told the girls, that sex is natural and beautiful. So maybe it should be shared, not hidden, and not… kept just between us.”

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Carol was awake and feeling very horny. She’d had sexy dreams all night long, as so often seemed to happen these past few weeks. Her hand caressed her breast, feeling the nipple harden. Yes, she did want to come again. She loved masturbating first thing in the morning, or anytime, for that matter.

A glance at the other bed told her Veronica was already up, but Kelly still seemed to be fast asleep. As was Jordan, beside her. Well, she could always go get in the shower and take care off her needs. She’d noticed it had a removable head, a massaging shower wand, and that certainly could do wonders. It wouldn’t be quite as nice as having Jordan lick her. But… maybe that would happen later in the day.

So she slipped out of bed and got in the shower, bringing herself to a wonderfully satisfying climax, thanks to that wand.

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Stacie came out of the master bathroom wrapped in a towel. The twins were in bed with each other, lying side by side, grinning at her. She winked at them and started choosing some clothes to wear.

She decided she wouldn’t put on a bathing suit right away. It wasn’t very comfortable wearing them underneath clothes. She got out a pair of khaki shorts and a colorful blouse, along with some panties. No bra today, though. It was nice going without one, and besides her breasts were small enough that a bra wasn’t always necessary.

As Stacie put the towel aside and stepped into her panties, Holly sat up. “Those undies are pretty.”

“Oh, you think so?” Stacie smiled. They were a nice pair, one of her favorites, smooth satin in a bright floral pattern.

“Uh-huh, they’re pretty,” said Holly. “We like undies.”

“Yeah, we do,” Hailey agreed. “We have lots of ‘em. We’re always making Mommy buy us more.”

“That’s funny,” Stacie chuckled. “I like panties too. Not only for myself, but for Jordan. I’m always looking for more cute ones for her.”

She pulled up her shorts, fastening them. They were quite short, showing off her long slim legs.

After the twins whispered to each other for a second, Holly said, “Can we tell you a secret?”

“Well, yeah, I suppose, if you want to,” Stacie replied. She picked up her blouse and slipped it on.

“Don’t tell Mommy,” Hailey grinned, “but sometimes me and Holly like to trade undies. When we get up in the morning I take off mine and give ‘em to her and she takes off hers and gives ‘em to me and then we wear ‘em all day.”

“It makes it feel like we’re together, or we’re the same or something, you know?” said Holly. “But don’t tell Mommy, ‘cuz she always wants us to wear clean clothes and stuff. We still like doing it, though.”

“Yeah, we do,” Hailey added. “We’re gonna do it today. You won’t tell, will you?”

Stacie finished buttoning her blouse and smiled at the girls. “No, I won’t tell. That seems like an innocent enough little game.”

“Good.”

The twins stood up on the bed and lifted their nighties over their heads and off. Then, as Stacie watched, they tugged down their undies, traded them, and pulled them on again.

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“You’re right, sex is natural and beautiful,” Veronica said. “We’ve always felt that way and we’ve never tried to hide our lovemaking from the girls, other than doing it in the privacy of our own room. Until the night before last, that is.”

“Yeah, until then,” Stephanie smiled.

“Do you really think the twins were asleep? Or do you think they heard us?”

“I don’t know, but… something tells me they might have heard. We weren’t exactly quiet, you know.”

“That’s true,” Veronica nodded, chuckling.

“Of course we’re never very quiet.”

“That’s also true… but, well, I mean, what about now? You said you wanted to kiss Holly the same way you kissed Hailey last night, right?”

“Yeah, I do, I definitely do. Except, like I said, that’s incest.”

“I know… and it seems… well, according to society and everything, it’s supposed to be wrong. I’m just not so sure about that now, though.”

“Me neither,” said Stephanie,  rubbing Veronica’s arm. “And it’s kind of exciting to think about, isn’t it? Naughty and hot? A great fantasy, and… and maybe even more than a fantasy.”

“Yeah, maybe so. But, um, there’s something else I have to tell you about.”

Just then they noticed Stacie and Carol descending the stairs, coming toward the kitchen. Stephanie gave her partner a quick kiss. “We’ll talk more later, okay?”

“Okay.”

Opening a cupboard, she took out two more mugs. “Hey, good morning, did you guys sleep all right?”

Carol gave a big smile. “Oh, it was a delicious night. And now I’m ready for some delicious coffee.”

“Me too,” agreed Stacie, “on both counts.”

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Kelly slowly came awake. She felt so wonderful — rested, satisfied, fulfilled.

The young teen smiled and stretched, remembering how nice it had been to masturbate alongside her mom. It was super exciting, and also sort of, like, comforting, the way mothers and daughters should be together. She hoped they would do it again, and maybe do even more too.

Was that possible? Well, why not? Just look at Jordan and Carol and Stacie! If they could do that, then why couldn’t Kelly do something with her mom too? Maybe with both her moms… and maybe… with the twins too?

Oh my god, that really was a hot idea. It made Kelly want to masturbate, or — do something else.

She pushed herself up and looked at the other bed. Jordan was still asleep. Her mom and Carol were already gone. The bathroom was quiet, so they must be downstairs. Kelly got up and stepped closer to Jordan, smiling as she peered down at her.

The little girl was on her back with the sheets at her waist, one arm thrown above her head, the other resting on her tummy. Her mouth was open and she was breathing quietly, small chest rising and falling. God, she’s so sexy, thought Kelly, a hand sliding down to touch herself as she looked at the child and licked her lips. Should I wake her up and maybe play with her? It was very tempting, but she was afraid it might be wrong, she wasn’t sure.

The idea, though, all those ideas, about having sex with her moms and her sisters and with everyone else… Kelly rubbed her clit faster. I really want to come, I have to. Hmm, there’s that shower thing in the bathroom with the massage settings. That’s what I need.

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Holly and Hailey, looking picture-perfect in matching sundresses, joined the grownups downstairs at the dining table. Stephanie poured juice for the little blondes, and everyone agreed that pancakes and sausage sounded great, so she went to the kitchen and started cooking.

A few minutes later, Jordan showed up, wearing only a pair of panties. She hopped onto Stacie’s lap, giving her mom a long warm hug.

“Are we gonna go to the zoo today?” the little girl asked when the hug was ended.

“I think so,” Stacie replied. “Do you want to?”

“Uh-huh.”

“We do too,” chimed the twins, in unison.

“Well, then, that’s the plan,” Carol said. “Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!” That got some giggles.

Just before breakfast was served, Kelly arrived in shorts and a tight t-shirt with no bra, feeling fresh and happy, her hair still damp from the shower, tingling inside from a very recent orgasm. She kissed her mom good morning, and her other mom too, then danced around the table, gleefully kissing everyone else.

“Wow, what’s got into you?” Veronica laughed.

“Nothing, I just love you all!”

“Aww…”

 Continue on to Chapter 26

By Naughty Mommy

To keep everyone straight, use this link for Characters & Relationships, or check our Guide for Serious Readers.

Slowly coming awake, lying on her side in the dark, Kelly didn’t know where she was right away… a strange bed, a strange room, and someone else there too, in bed with her, just behind her… it’s…

Oh, of course, we’re on vacation in San Diego, at the condo… that sound outside the window is the waves at night on the beach… and the person sleeping beside me is my mom.

Or is she sleeping? No, she’s not, not at all. She’s moving and kind of breathing fast. That must be what woke me. She’s masturbating. My mother is masturbating in bed right next to me!

Should I pretend to stay asleep? Or maybe, should I masturbate too? Last night, when we were listening to Jordan and Carol having sex — they had sex, a little girl and her grandmother! — god, that was so hot, and when we heard them and I started rubbing myself, Mom said it was okay. She did it herself too, and we both had orgasms. If it was okay then, I guess it should be okay now.

Kelly turned onto her back, opening her legs. She slid both hands down and began rubbing herself. It was an easy, familiar movement. Easy because she was already naked, familiar because she did it so often, usually at least twice and sometimes three or four times a day. Kelly loved masturbating.

She wondered what time it was. There was no way to tell. She didn’t see a clock in the room and she didn’t wear a watch. It was completely dark outside. Only the sound of the waves, and the sound of her mother, breathing hard and moaning a little. Kelly rubbed herself faster, her fingers quickly getting slippery.

“Kelly?” She heard a whisper.

“Hi, Mom.”

“Hi, baby.”

It was quiet for another minute or two, except for their breathing, the soft rustling of the sheets, and an occasional wet squishy sound of juicy fingers. Kelly closed her eyes, listening to the sounds, breathing deeply, inhaling the pungent, heady fragrance of female sex, her own and her mother’s. She concentrated on the feelings inside, on the slow building-up of pressure, that tingling, pulsing little volcano at her center, getting ready to explode, to boil over… not yet, but soon…

How about her mom? Was she close too?

“Mom?”

“Uh-huh?”

“You wanna come with me?”

There was no response at first. But then Kelly heard wet slapping sounds, sharp and fast. Her mother was fucking herself. And she heard a hoarse whisper, “Yeah… I, I do.”

“Okay.”

“Are you getting close?”

“Pretty close.”

“Me too.”

“Okay.”

Quiet for a few more seconds. Only the sounds, and the smells. And the pressure building.

Her mom said, “Take my hand,” and Kelly felt a touch at her side, on her leg. She took the hand, squeezed it. Her other hand certainly could finish the job alone.

She interlaced fingers with her mother, felt the slippery moisture between them, her juices and her mom’s, mingling together. Thinking of that got her very, very close.

“When you’re… when you’re ready,” her mother panted, “when you’re… ready to come… squeeze it… okay?” She gave a sample squeeze.

“Okay, um… pretty soon, Mom, like, any time… whenever you… I mean, like — NOW!!”

Kelly squeezed the hand hard as her climax suddenly erupted.

Next to her, Veronica was coming powerfully too, a shared interlude of sexual satisfaction for a mother and her teenage daughter.

After they finished, when they’d both finally calmed down, Veronica brought the joined hands to her face, her fingers still knitted with Kelly’s. She kissed the girl’s fingers, and even licked them a little bit, tasting  their blended juices.

Kelly licked the fingers too, then they whispered goodnight and turned onto their sides, spooning. Veronica hugged her daughter and kissed her shoulder. Within a few minutes, they were asleep.

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As she slowly shook her head, Eve wondered, how many moms ever get to have an experience like this? Looking down between her legs, seeing her two beautiful daughters, 11-year-old Paige and 16-year-old Gwen, eagerly kissing and licking her pussy — it was amazing! And so goddamn fucking sexy!!

She held her breasts in her hands, lightly twirling the nipples with her fingers, and just stared at her girls, wanting always to remember this moment, forever and ever…

Paige’s tongue on her clit, Gwen sucking her labia, and now — oh fuck yes, a finger sliding inside her — Jesus god I think I’m gonna die I’m so happy, so turned on, Gwen’s finger inside me, reaching in, exploring her mother’s cunt, god yes Gwen fuck me, yes, fuck your mom, fuck me and make me come!

She really does smell like me, Gwen thought, almost exactly the same, and her pussy tastes just like mine too. And look at that, I actually have my finger inside her — my finger in my mom’s vagina! I’m fucking my own mother!! As she continued licking and sucking and fucking, Gwen slid a hand down between her own legs to rub her excited clit.

Paige had her eyes closed. How incredible sex was, all these sensations all at once… her mother’s wonderful scent, the heat radiating from inside her, heat I can feel on my face, on my lips, the slippery wetness of her skin down here, the soft folds under my tongue, the taste of her, god she tastes so good, it’s so perfect, and those excited sounds she’s making, not only her but Gwen too, they’re both really turned on, and so am I!

Oh my god yes, Eve thought, fuck me Gwen push your finger inside me deep inside your mother’s cunt deeper deeper now fuck me hard Gwen fuck your mom fuck me fuck me while your sister licks and sucks my clit my two girls my own two daughters licking sucking fucking goddamn fuck it’s so hot I’m gonna —

Gwen felt the muscles of her mother’s vagina suddenly clamp down tight on her finger, squeezing and clenching then loosening but quickly tightening again, squeezing even harder, and again, the loosening and tightening in rhythm, and again, and again, the ecstatic rhythm of a woman’s cunt in orgasm.

There is nothing better than this, Paige thought, nothing I could ever want more than to be right here where I am now, between my mom’s legs, getting her so excited, my mouth on her pussy, hearing her gasp and moan, so totally excited she’s almost screaming, and knowing I helped her feel this way. It’s so awesome! I just want to do this over and over again forever.

Eve was somewhere, nowhere, everywhere. A part of her was still aware, barely, of what was happening — hovering above, seeing her clutch her own breasts and pinch her nipples, throwing her head back, crying out loudly — but most of her was soaring away, expanding, dissolving, becoming sex, only sex, her cunt, her juices, her orgasm. That was all she was for a time, a long unending delicious time, only an orgasm, a climax, a supreme ecstasy.

She finally came down, hours later, days later, it had to be, or so it seemed. But as she recovered her senses, she saw that she was still in the hotel room with her daughters, naked on the bed with her legs spread wide, Paige and Gwen smiling up at her, their faces shiny with her wetness.

She held out her arms, “Come here, my darlings.”

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Amanda woke up, not sure where she was. That was her mom lying beside her, of course, with an arm around her, but what bed was this? What room were they in?

She opened her eyes, blinking. She was facing toward a big window. It was dark outside but there was a lot of light coming in. The curtains were open and the moon was shining over… oh, yeah, over the ocean… they were in San Diego, except not at their motel room, they were with Bambi and her mom.

“Amanda?” That was Bambi’s voice. “Did you ever do this?”

Lifting her head and turning, looking up, Amanda saw her friend. She was sitting on her mom, like right on top of her, actually sitting on her face. That was kind of weird.

“Do you do this?” Bambi asked again. “It feels really great.”

Tina woke up too. She was on her back next to Angela, with her daughter Amanda on the other side of her. It took a moment for Tina to realize what was happening, but when she did, it made her smile. My gosh, those two never stopped! It was amazing how much love there could be between a mother and her little girl. She turned to look at Amanda, who was sitting up now, staring at Bambi, perhaps beginning to understand what she was seeing.

“Wow, that’s…” Amanda began.

“Try it, Amanda, it’s fun,” urged Bambi. “Do it with your mom.”

Amanda looked at her mother.

Tina smiled, raising her eyebrows, “Do you want to? It’s okay if you do.”

The girl nodded and quickly moved into position, straddling her mother’s head, her pussy just above her mouth.

This was another huge first for Tina, something she never ever thought would happen. Earlier that evening, Angela had licked her pussy, the first person ever to do so. Not only that, but her daughter Amanda had sucked her clit too, bringing her to orgasm — her own little girl! And now that same little girl was actually sitting on her face, and Tina was about to lick her pussy!!

Could she do it? She didn’t have any experience, had never done it before, although she’d been dreaming of oral sex with a woman or a girl almost her whole life. Tina hoped she could do it right. She wanted to give her daughter everything she deserved, making her feel as good as she possibly could.

Before beginning, she glanced to the side, taking a look at Angela.

The woman seemed to sense her gaze, and her anxiety. She opened her eyes, smiling warmly at Tina. “It’s okay,” Angela said softly. “Don’t think about it. Don’t worry about doing it right. Just love your little girl, that’s all.”

Closing her eyes once again, Angela placed her hands on her daughter’s bottom, pulling her in, bringing Bambi’s wet pussy to her mouth.

Tina took a very deep breath. Okay, she said to herself, just love her, just love your little girl. Following Angela’s example, she put her hands on Amanda’s bottom. Slowly she pulled the child closer, drawing the smooth, hairless pussy to her mouth. Tina licked her lips, closed her eyes, and kissed her daughter.

At first when she got on top of her mother like that, kind of squatting right over her mouth, the same way Bambi was doing with her mom, it seemed a little strange to Amanda. It was different from what they’d ever done before. Bambi smiled at her, though, and talked to her a little bit, and for a couple minutes they held hands. But then Bambi had to close her eyes and let go of Amanda’s hand. Amanda saw her grab her mom’s head and kind of pull her in against her really tight.

Bambi was almost there. She loved this so much, feeling her mommy’s tongue on her pussy. Other ladies would lick her sometimes, a lot of ladies did and lot of girls too, and that was great, she loved it all, but nobody else could do it like her own mom. She was almost there, just a little more. Just a little more.

Angela was right, Tina thought, everything’s fine. Once she began, as soon as she closed her eyes and brought her lips to her little girl’s pussy and began kissing her and licking her, telling herself not to worry about doing it right or wrong — just love her — all her cares went away.

Tina’s whole world was reduced to simply her mouth and Amanda’s smooth soft pussy. She tasted, she felt, she smelled, sometimes she even listened a little bit, but she saw nothing — except in her mind where she could see everything. She saw pink flesh, glistening with juices, her tongue lapping, mouth swallowing. She inhaled the aroma of sex, of skin, of bodies, of a very young girl, her most intimate parts. She felt hot breath, her own, and saw it mingle with steam from inside her daughter, from her hot little hole, her girlish vagina, pink and tight and wet, a vagina she saw not with her eyes but with her lips and her tongue, a vagina with an opening still so small a tongue could just barely reach in, but in penetrating found lush wet warmth, so welcoming and so tasty!

Tina fucked her daughter’s little pussy with her tongue, and now she did hear the girl begin to whimper and moan. She pushed her face in deeper, opening her mouth even wider, wagging her head from side to side, not knowing or caring if she was doing it ‘right’, just loving Amanda, making love to her.

The little girl felt her mother put her whole mouth over her down there and kind of push her tongue inside, and that felt amazing. Amanda couldn’t believe how nice it was. Omigod, so warm and wet and everything, so perfect, and she wondered why they never did this before. Bambi was right, it was great! Amanda closed her eyes and just felt that hot wet tongue going inside her. It almost made her want to cry it was so good.

And then she heard Bambi. She turned to look.

The 10-year-old blonde, Amanda’s ‘twin’, was shuddering and squeaking, her eyes shut tight, face pinched and red, her chest flushed. Angela, had her hands on Bambi’s bottom, pulling the girl’s pussy hard into her mouth. Bambi kept shaking and squealing, louder each time it seemed. Amanda knew what it was, of course. She’d had that feeling many times herself, although never while sitting on her mom’s face.

She watched a few more seconds, and then that warm tongue got her attention again. The tongue was nice, nice, so nice, but… not quite enough… without even thinking about it, Amanda started moving on top of her mother.

Tina suddenly realized what was happening. It’s like those times when I would be ‘helping’ her to masturbate and I ended up not having to do very much at all, just keep my fingers in one place and she would fuck my hand and bring herself to orgasm. That’s what she’s doing now. Amanda is fucking my mouth, my beautiful daughter is fucking my face. She’s fucking my face with her little pussy and in a minute she’s going to come in my mouth!

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This must be heaven, or a dream.

Lying on her back, breathing comfortably, her beloved daughters warmly cuddling with her, Eve slept, though for how long she didn’t know.

A soft kiss awoke her.

“Mom?” Gwen whispered.

“Mmh… uhh… yes?”

“Mom, I love you.”

Eve felt the kiss on her cheek. Her eyes were still closed. In her half-waking state, she slowly turned her head and found her daughter’s lips, gently kissing them.

“I love you too, sweetie…”

They slept once more, or so she thought.

“Mom?” It was Gwen again.

“Huh? Yeah?”

“Mom, I want to do something with Paige. Is it okay?”

“Uh, what?”

Eve came a little more awake. Her eyes fluttered open. The lamp beside the bed was still lit, or perhaps had been turned on again.

“Is it okay?”

Her daughter Gwen was propped up on an elbow looking at her. She was naked. Eve glanced to her other side. Paige was awake too, and also naked.

Eve remembered the events of the night before — or was it the same night? — the startling, dreamlike, impossibly wonderful sensation of having her two sexy daughters make love with her, licking her pussy, bringing her to the most staggering, breathtaking, transcendent orgasm she had ever known. It really had happened!

And now…

“I want to do something with her. You know, like I did with you.”

“With… okay, sure, I guess, um… go ahead, sweetheart.” But then Eve thought of something. “Except, wait, only if Paige says it’s okay too.”

“She does,” Gwen giggled. “I asked her.”

Turning to her younger daughter, Eve saw the girl nod, a big grin on her face.

“Okay, well…” Eve pulled herself up to a sitting position. She glanced at the clock by the bed. It was 1:38 AM. She rubbed her eyes.

Gwen reached over and took Paige by the hand, drawing her across. She asked her to lie on her back beside their mother. “I read about this in a book,” she giggled, “and, um, I saw it in a video too.”

The teenager positioned herself on top of her little sister, in a ’69’. Before beginning, she smiled at her mom. “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, about Paige, I mean. I’ve always wanted to do this, since she was only like 8 or something.”

“Wow…” Eve was dumbfounded, but she certainly had no objection — and suddenly sleep was the furthest thing from her mind.

She watched as the two girls started kissing and licking each other’s pussies. Almost immediately her hand went between her own legs. She slid down on the bed to get a better view as she masturbated.

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They slept again, Amanda and Bambi, Tina and Angela, the women’s mouths coated with pussy juice from their own daughters. They’d licked some of it up, and more had come off when they kissed each other goodnight, but now as they slumbered, the pleasant scent of little girl vagina was all around them. They had happy dreams.

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My god, my god, there it was, right in front of her — the pussy of an 11-year-old girl! And not just any girl either, it was her own sister!

This was a dream come true for Gwen. She’d known for years, ever since she’d started fantasizing and masturbating when she was only around 12 or so herself, that what turned her on more than anything else was little girl pussy. Or the thought of it anyway. She’d certainly never been this close to one before, never had the chance to look at, and smell, and admire, and now even put her lips there, on the beautiful slit between a young girl’s legs. God, it was so amazing. And the fact that this was Paige made it a million times better, because that was also a constant part of Gwen’s fantasies, the dream of having sex with her hot little sister. And now she really was.

Closing her eyes, Gwen inhaled the girl’s scent, nuzzling her, pressing her face inside, loving the warm, soft feel of the smooth skin under her lips and on her cheeks. She kissed her sister’s pussy, kissed it and licked it… while at the same she felt Paige’s lips and tongue between her own legs, licking her, kissing her, now sucking on her clit. It was so great!

Jesus, thought Eve, this is just like those Internet videos I love to watch — hot young girls having lesbian sex — only this is even better because it’s my own daughters I’m watching, and it’s not a video, they’re right here with me!

The woman rubbed her clit faster as she leaned in close to see, first at one end, then the other, watching Paige lick Gwen, watching Gwen lick Paige, hearing them both grow increasingly excited, panting and moaning, licking and sucking, sisters eating each other in a 69, oh my god, so fucking hot!

Eve felt her climax quickly approaching — could she hold on just a little bit longer, try to wait for them?

On top of her sister, trying to lick her, trying to give her an orgasm… but Gwen found it hard to concentrate because she was almost ready to come herself. Paige was really good at this! The older girl raised her head for a moment, panting, teeth clenched, eyes shut tight. Could she hang on a little longer, make herself wait? She took a very deep breath, a second one, then put her mouth down again and licked and sucked some more, but — it was too late — she climaxed.

When she saw Gwen reach orgasm, that was it for Eve. Her fingers flew faster and faster on her clit and then she was coming too. “Fuck! Fuck! YES!!”

Paige felt her sister’s body suddenly stiffen above her, she heard a loud gasp, and then — wow, Gwen’s vagina got so wet! There was like a flood of sticky warm juices coming out of her sister. Some went in Paige’s mouth but a lot was running down her cheeks and her chin. Her face was soaked. But it tasted so good!

Then she heard her mother too, kind of screaming, saying all those dirty words. Paige liked that. It was really hot. She wished she could see her mom, she wanted to watch her, but all she could see was Gwen’s bottom and her pussy — and that was nice too, of course. She licked her sister some more, and she felt Gwen trying to lick her, only not very well.

Paige wanted the feeling now, she wanted it a lot. Maybe she could… do it herself a little bit. She squirmed a hand down between her body and Gwen’s, reaching for that spot where she’d rubbed before. She found it and put her fingers to work. It was wet there. It was where Gwen had been licking and sucking. Paige rubbed herself, and then she felt Gwen’s tongue going down lower, kind of inside her a little bit, really warm and nice.

Gwen was breathing hard, her eyes watery, her pussy still aflame, her body shuddering with residual spasms… but she wanted to do it for Paige. She tried to lick her again, and then she felt fingers there, her sister’s fingers. Paige was rubbing her clit. It made Gwen smile. She shifted slightly, starting to lick a little lower, running her tongue up and down in the girl’s juicy slit. Ah, and there, yes, there was her opening, her little vagina. I wonder if I could get my tongue inside?

Eve never stopped. She’d had one orgasm and as she opened her eyes again she continued rubbing herself, watching Gwen lick Paige, hearing Paige moan, seeing her wince, her face in a grimace. She must be getting close. I want to come with her, thought Eve. I came with Gwen, now I want to come with Paige. God I love watching them, I love watching young girls having lesbian sex — especially my own daughters!

The bees were back again, Paige realized, more than ever, buzzing and swarming and making honey, so much honey — the whole inside of her like a hot swirly — like a — like — and then she climaxed.

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Fifteen minutes later, the lights were out and they were ready for sleep, this time for good.

Eve was happier than she had ever been in her whole life. Who could have imagined at the beginning of their vacation, not even 48 hours ago, that they would end up having sex together, she and her two girls. It was unbelievable, and so wonderful.

She gently stroked their backs as they snoozed beside her, cuddling close. How lucky I am, she thought. What good fortune it was for us to meet up with Angela and Bambi, such serendipity. She kissed each of her daughters on the forehead, sighed deeply, and soon drifted off, a smile on her face.

Continue on to Chapter 25

By Naughty Mommy

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With her fingers, Eve carefully opened Gwen’s inner labia. Her daughter’s vagina was revealed to her, pink and moist and tight, still virgin except for the girl’s own fingers. Eve leaned in and placed a kiss just in the center. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the scent, so intoxicating, then parted her lips and tasted her.

Gwen was shaking again, but this time it felt good. She wasn’t scared any more, not at all, just totally turned on. She smiled at Paige, lying naked beside her. Both girls were on their backs. Gwen took her little sister’s hand, squeezing it. And then they heard their mother’s voice.

“Tell me, you guys, how it feels, to have your mom kiss you this way,” Eve requested. She was smiling up at them from between their legs, between kisses. “I want you to tell me.”

Gwen turned to Paige again, who inclined her head as if to say, you go first. So the older girl began, “Um, well, it feels nice. I mean, I like how your lips feel, kind of warm and soft…”

“Uh-huh,” Eve replied. “And how does it feel to know that it’s your mom kissing you like this?”

“Well,” Gwen grinned, “I guess it’s kinda weird, but, I don’t know, I really like it. I mean, it makes it even better in a way, more exciting, to know, um… that, like, even though you’re my mother and everybody says it’s wrong, you want me so much you don’t care what they say. You know?”

She glanced at Paige, who was nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, me too,” added the 11-year-old. “Maybe people say it’s bad, I don’t know, but it seems like this is how it should be. I mean, you love us and everything, right? So why shouldn’t you do it? I’m glad you are.”

Paige smiled at her mother, who returned the smile before planting another wet kiss on the girl’s vulva.

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Kissing me and kissing me, again and again, because she loves me so much. Just kissing me and kissing me.

Debby loved how it felt. She tried to open her legs even wider so her mommy could kiss her everywhere, kiss her anywhere she wanted to, even inside her. That felt really good, when her mother would kiss her right in the middle and especially when she licked her there. Debby never knew before how good it would feel, never even thought about it. But now, having her mommy’s tongue down there, licking her, even going inside her, it felt so nice, so warm and wet and perfect. It was making her get all squirmy and happy in her tummy, like a big surprise was coming.

Whether or not she climaxes, I don’t care, thought Bridget. It doesn’t really matter if she’s able to have an orgasm or if, at barely 9 years old, she’s still too young. All that’s important is that I’m here, loving her, making love to her, showing my daughter how I feel, how much I love her and want her.

She had just heard her sister, Sheila, bringing her own young daughter to climax, licking and sucking and eating Fiona’s pussy. Bridget hadn’t even looked up then, though. She’d smiled to herself, listening to the delicious sounds, but had kept her face planted between Debby’s legs, her lips caressing the child’s pussy lips, her tongue exploring the smooth warm furrow, dipping down to tease at the opening to her little vagina, then sliding up to tickle her clit.

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“We’re going to find your your mommy’s clit now, okay?” Angela said to the girl. “And then you can suck it for her. Would you like that?”

Amanda nodded, but her eyes were glazed, her mouth slack. The way Angela was rubbing her clit was bringing the girl very close to orgasm.

And — Angela, had to admit — the expert way her own daughter, Bambi, was licking and sucking her clit, not to mention fucking her vagina with her fingers, had brought her right to the edge once again as well. But this time, she vowed, she would definitely force herself to wait until the others were there before giving in to the ecstasy that awaited.

While continuing to stimulate Amanda’s little pussy with her fingers, Angela used her other hand to pull back the skin covering Tina’s clitoris. The nub was fully erect, glistening with juices, begging to be sucked.

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Sheila sat up, wiping her mouth. A big grin split her face. She’d just finished eating Fiona’s pussy for the very first time, bringing her 12-year-old daughter to an explosive orgasm. The girl appeared dazed now, her eyes closed, her arms and legs lying limp. She was still breathing hard, though, her mouth partly open, her narrow chest rising and falling.

Taking her own full breasts in her hands, Sheila squeezed them hard, pinching the nipples. She needed to come again, badly. One hand slid down between her legs, rubbing her clit, then pushing into her cunt. She was already close, it wouldn’t take long.

But Sheila wanted more than just to masturbate. She wanted to fuck her little girl.

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“Mom?” asked Paige.

“Yes, honey?”

“After, um, I mean, sometime can you show me how to do that too? You know, so I can have a chance to try it, like, with you, or with Gwen?”

Eve smiled. “You want to kiss me this way, sweetheart? Kiss your mother’s pussy?”

“Uh-huh,” the girl nodded.

“Okay, well, why don’t we do that right now?”

Paige’s eyes went wide. “Right now?”

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Sheila knelt beside Fiona. Gently turning the girl’s face to hers, she kissed her lips.

“Honey?”

“Mmh…” Fiona blinked, trying to focus “… Hi, Mom…”

“Hi, baby. I want to do something with you now,” Sheila whispered, “something I’ve done with Erin before, something very special. Okay?”

“Yeah, um… okay…. what is it?”

“I’ll show you.”

Lying atop her daughter, Sheila positioned her vulva directly over Fiona’s. Using her fingers to open their labia, she eased down, pressing their pussies together, abundant juices from both making a tight, slippery fit. She began to move.

But then she had an idea. She looked over at her sister, Bridget, who was still kissing and licking her own young daughter’s sweet little pussy.

“Bridget…” Sheila said softly.

The woman looked up. “Hm?”

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“Right now?” asked Paige, her eyes wide. “But, I can’t…”

Eve smiled at her daughter. “Sure you can, why not? You said you wanted to learn, and I want to be a good mom and teach you.”

“But — but — I don’t know how. I’ll do it wrong.”

“No, you won’t, sweetheart,” Eve chuckled, “I promise you won’t do it wrong. Besides, this is how you learn, right? By trying something?”

She crawled on top of the 11-year-old and gently kissed her lips, then moved up even higher.

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Amanda was almost there. The lady’s hand felt really great between her legs, helping her masturbate. Nobody else had ever touched her like that before, nobody except her mom. But the blonde lady with the big boobs, Angela, was doing it so good. Only a little longer, and she would get there.

Except she also wanted to do this with her mom, lick her and stuff. She was doing her best, trying to listen to what Angela said and everything, doing what she told her to do — but omigod those fingers were driving her crazy!

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“Look what I’m doing, honey,” Sheila said to her sister. “You could do it too, with Debby. You want to?”

Oh my god! The thought alone, all by itself, was almost enough to make Bridget come. Tribbing with her little girl was an incredibly hot idea. Yes, she did want to do it. Anyway, it didn’t seem like she’d be able to make Debby come by licking her, so maybe that way… it was worth a try.

Bridget slid her body up until her mound was pressing against her daughter’s. She looked over at Sheila to see how she was arranged, then decided it might work better for them in a scissors position. Lifting one of Debby’s thighs, she mounted her, pushing in, bringing their clits together. And then she began fucking the girl.

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When Angela recognized the signs of Amanda getting too close, she slowed down, moving her hand elsewhere for the moment. It was very tempting just to bring her immediately, that certainly would be fun, but they should take care of Tina first.

So, she eased her fingers away from Amanda’s clit and just cupped the child’s swollen vulva, pressing in slightly with her palm, keeping her warm, keeping her ready, and continued with her instruction.

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Her hands were on the girl’s breast buds, fondling them. Fiona’s legs were wrapped around Sheila’s back, clasped over her ass, pulling their pussies together. And her daughter’s mouth was on her tit, sucking her nipple while they fucked. Sheila was in heaven.

Beside them, Bridget was fucking her own little daughter, Debby, pussy to pussy.

Watching them and masturbating — and getting very close — was 15-year-old Erin. It was so hot, seeing all this nasty dirty sex, moms and daughters and pussies and nipples, sucking and fucking. She rubbed her clit and slid a finger up inside her own juicy cunt. She wanted to come.

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Gwen was almost in shock. It seemed like a dream. Her mom and her sister were having sex, right in front of her!

She knew all along, of course, that this was exactly why they were here, it’s what was supposed to happen. But now that it actually was, now that her mother was straddling her sister’s face, using her fingers to open her pussy, showing Paige just where she should lick her and everything — Gwen could hardly believe it was really true!

She moved in close so she could get a better look. She wanted to see it all, not miss a thing. Her mother caught her eye and smiled. And Gwen began masturbating as she saw her little sister lick her lips, extend her tongue, and then slide it inside their mom’s wet cunt.

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“See, honey? That’s your mommy’s clit,” said Angela. “Do you see how it’s sticking out for you now, all nice and big and pink?”

“Uh-huh. It’s pretty.”

“You’re right, it is. It’s very pretty.”

Angela gave the girl a quick kiss on the cheek, and then continued, “Now, sweetheart, I want you to lick her clit, only just a little bit, not too much… that’s right, lick her gently, good girl, very nice… now go around the edges, kind of in a circle around it, okay? Yes, that’s right. Mmm, I can tell how much she likes it. Look at her.”

Tina was gasping and groaning, her whole body shuddering, obviously in peak arousal.

“Keep doing it, honey, lick softly around the edges and only a little bit on the tip. Oh, that’s good, you’re very good at this.”

It was true. The child, at only 10 years old, seemed to have a natural aptitude for lesbian sex. Perhaps all little girls do, given the opportunity.

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Eve was amazed how quickly the girl had taken to this.

Despite her apparent nervousness and lack of confidence, no sooner had Eve parted her labia with her fingers, exposing her wet pussy to her daughter, than Paige quickly brought her mouth to her mother’s sex and began licking and sucking — doing it so well it made Eve wonder if she’d done this before, though she was quite certain she hadn’t. It was simply a natural aptitude.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, holding her breasts in her hands, lightly massaging them as she sat on the girl’s face — and just let her entire focus be her pussy.

Nothing else mattered now, nothing but Eve’s open pussy and her daughter’s warm tongue, her lips, her mouth, kissing and licking and tasting her, eating her, already bringing her close. Never mind the technique, if it was maybe a little sloppy, that didn’t matter at all — because fucking god it was so hot to have her 11-year-old daughter eating her cunt.

And now, she was, she was… Eve suddenly discovered that she was almost there, her climax singing up inside her, spiraling higher and higher, ready to erupt.

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Moving faster now and quickly getting close, Sheila tried to calm and pace herself, hoping to bring Fiona at the same time, if possible. That wasn’t easy, but she usually was able to do it with Erin, and it was wonderful when it worked out that way, climaxing together.

It looked like the girl was almost ready. She’d just released Sheila’s nipple from her mouth, seeming preoccupied with her looming orgasm. Her eyes were hooded, her lips wet, her cheeks flushed, forehead beaded with sweat.

“You wanna come for Mommy, honey?” Sheila said. “You wanna come while Mommy’s fucking you?”

“Uh-huh … yeah …” the child panted “… make me … come … fuck me … Mommy!”

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Shoving a finger deep inside her pussy, fucking herself hard as she watched her little sister licking her mom, Gwen reached climax.

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Tina was ready, Angela could tell, right on the edge. Amanda was ready too, very close to the edge. And Angela was certainly ready herself, hanging out over the edge, ready to take the plunge. It was almost time, only a few seconds longer. She took a very deep breath, clenching her teeth, willing herself to wait for the others.

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Sheila moved faster, faster — beneath her, Fiona was crying out, already climaxing — she’s coming, Sheila told herself, because I’m fucking her, her mother is fucking her — and then Sheila came as well.

Bridget was almost there too, next to them. She hadn’t expected to get so close so fast, but the atmosphere of incestuous lesbian lust was so arousing that she was very quickly right on the brink. And when she saw Fiona begin to come, and Sheila just after her, that put Bridget over the top. She came hard on her little girl.

As she watched the moms fucking their daughters, Erin climaxed and then fell down beside them, among them, exhausted and overcome.

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“All right, sweetie,” Angela said, her voice shaking uncharacteristically, “I want you to suck her clit now. That’s right, suck your Mommy’s clit, Amanda. Just put your mouth over it, like when you were sucking her nipple. That’s good, uh-huh. Now suck on it, baby.”

The little girl did, and then — “EEAHH!! FUCK!!!” Tina screamed — it took no time at all.

As she saw the woman’s legs snap together, clamping tight around her daughter’s face, Angela quickly resumed rubbing Amanda’s clit — and because the girl was already so close, she too climaxed almost immediately, that hot little cunt throbbing under her fingers, juices flowing out, dripping onto the bed.

Now, finally, Angela could let go as well. With a heavy sigh of relief, she closed her eyes, pictured Bambi’s cute face between her legs, eating her — and a tremendous orgasm jolted through her.

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“OHHHH!!!!”

Eve held Paige’s head tightly in her hands, pulling the girl’s face into her crotch, trying to force her cunt deep inside her mouth.

“OHHH!!!”

A climax that seemed it would never end, pulse after pulse of explosive erotic energy.

“OHH!!”

Until finally she came back to reality, and then realized what was happening — that she was practically suffocating her daughter.

Quickly releasing Paige from her grip, Eve dropped beside her on the bed. “Oh, sweetie, are you okay?”

“Yeah, Mom,” Paige grinned, her face covered with her mother’s sticky juices, “I’m great!”

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“I love you, baby,” Sheila whispered to Fiona as she rained kisses on the girl’s mouth, her cheeks, her nose, her eyes.

Still in a post-orgasmic haze, Fiona mumbled, “I love you too, Mom.”

It felt nice having her mother on top of her, her womanly body warm and comforting, giving her so many kisses. As her senses began to return, the girl hugged her mother, feeling deeply loved. That was really amazing what they had just done, something Fiona never knew was even possible. And it was awesome that she got to suck her mom’s nipple too, the same way she’d sucked her Aunt Bridget’s nipple the night before. She liked doing that a lot.

After some more kissing, Sheila rolled off of her younger daughter, squeezing between her and Erin. On the other side of Fiona was Debby, then Bridget. All the women and girls bunched in together, still fondling and caressing but gradually calming down.

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Angela was on her back now, with Bambi on top of her. They were kissing. She could taste her own sex on her daughter’s lips. It made her very happy.

Close to them on the large round bed in Angela’s suite, Tina and Amanda were kissing too. Angela could hear them saying how much they loved each other. She smiled to herself and kissed Bambi again. Then she said, “Let’s move up, sweetie.”

“Okay.”

She and Bambi shifted on the bed until they were beside Tina and Amanda with both girls, the faux twins, lying on their moms, kissing them.

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Eve leaned against the headboard, pushing her damp hair away and wiping sweat from her face, trying to cool off. She looked at Paige again. “Are you really sure I didn’t hurt you, honey? I’m so sorry.”

“No, Mom,” laughed the girl, sitting up, “I told you, I’m fine. It was fun!”

Gwen sat up too, sucking on her wet finger as she smiled at her mother and her little sister. She liked the way her pussy tasted. It made her wonder if her mom’s would taste the same, or Paige’s. Maybe tonight she would find out.

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Bridget lay beside her little girl, holding her. She was quite sure that Debby had not had an orgasm under her while they were tribbing, but Bridget certainly had, and it was a big one. What a joy it was to have sex with your own daughter!

Now the room was mostly quiet with only the sounds of soft breathing. Bridget nuzzled Debby’s hair, tenderly kissing her. The child seemed to be asleep, or nearly so. Were they all finished for the night? Perhaps they were, but… something told her otherwise, the lingering scent of pussy juice, the taste of sex still in the air.

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Paige and Gwen cuddled with Eve, one on either side. The sisters smiled at each other across their mother’s breasts.

Eve fanned her face. She was only 39, could she be getting hot flashes already? No, it had to just be that she was overheated with lesbian lust — for her own daughters! She looked down at the girls, petting their hair.

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As they kissed, somehow they moved closer together, until Angela’s face was right next to Tina’s and the little girls kissing their moms were nearly cheek to cheek. Then it was a simple move for Bambi to begin kissing Amanda and Angela to kiss Tina. From there the kisses grew almost random, lips and tongues and hot breath going everywhere, girls, women, moms, daughters, soon merging into a sloppy but tantalizing four-way lesbian kiss.

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Gwen and Paige grinned at one another again, and then in unison, as if choreographed, each took a breast in hand, raised it to her mouth, and began sucking on the nipple.

“Oh god that’s nice,” sighed Eve.

Although she had just enjoyed a titanic orgasm while sitting on her younger daughter’s face, the woman felt a renewed stirring between her legs, the sucking action on both breasts igniting her libido once again. She squeezed her thighs together, stimulating her clit.

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Angela was still very turned on — nothing unusual for her, of course — but she could tell that the young ones were getting sleepy. It was quite late, and so she put her sex drive on hold for a little while, letting their kisses ease off into soft, gentle, soothing, restful, goodnight smooches…

Amanda, then Bambi, slid off to the side of their moms, cuddled in close, and both soon were asleep. The women whispered a few words to each other, shared one more lingering kiss, and then the lights were turned off. They slept.

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Bridget was surprised. After Sheila finished kissing Fiona and then snuggled in between her daughters, she thought they might do more. But other than some nice caresses and a few more kisses, they’d quickly quieted.

What a day it had been! What a couple of days! Just last night she had learned that her sister Sheila was having sex with Erin, her teenage daughter. And now, only a little more than 24 hours later, the whole family, both families, two moms and three daughters, were openly sharing their love with each other sexually. Things certainly could change quickly sometimes. And it was only just beginning… what would the next few years bring, as Debby got older, and Fiona and Erin too?

It was hard for Bridget to fall asleep. She could tell by the sounds of contented breathing that the others were already in dreamland, but her mind was still racing. She wondered if she should get up and turn off the light in the hall. But no, it felt so nice being where she was, so cozy and warm with Debby in her arms, snoozing away. She yawned and closed her eyes. Never mind about the light. Just rest now, breathe deeply, smell the sex in the room, kiss your daughter one more time, be happy… be happy, and sleep.

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“Jesus Fuck! That’s so hot!” Eve shoved a hand down to her crotch and started rubbing herself. It felt as if her cunt was on fire.

Her language startled not only Paige and Gwen, but Eve herself, because she never talked that way. She was by nature a conservative woman, even rather prim at times, but the events of the past two days and nights had brought a whole new side of her out into the open.

Gwen and Paige smiled to each other as they continued sucking their mom’s hard nipples while glancing down to see what she was doing with her hand. Then, in another unspoken communication, they silently and mutually agreed upon their next move.

Leaving the delicious breasts, the sisters slid down on the bed until they were side by side between Eve’s outstretched legs. They pushed her thighs even farther apart, shared a soft kiss, and then bent down to lick their mother’s pussy.

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By Naughty Mommy

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“Amanda, honey,” Angela said, “would you like me to teach you something very special?”

The girl lifted her head, her Mommy’s wet nipple slipping from her mouth. She grinned, nodding eagerly.

“Tina, is it all right with you if I show Amanda something she should know, something every girl should learn?”

“Uh, what?” Tina mumbled, trying to focus. “Yeah, um… okay.”

She wasn’t quite sure what the woman had in mind. It couldn’t be, it couldn’t possibly be what she was thinking it might be, could it??

“Sweetie,” Angela beckoned to Amanda, “you come down here with me now.”

Giggling, the child moved down the bed until she was lying naked on her tummy between her mother’s spread legs, propped up on her elbows, right next to the lady with the big boobs.

“Bambi, you come and watch too. You can always learn more.”

“Okay, Mommy.”

When both little girls were in place, Angela winked at Tina, then turned to Amanda. “My mother taught me how to do what I’m going to show you when I was 10 years old, the same age you are now. It was fun, and I’m very glad she showed me. I taught Bambi how to do it when she was even younger, when she was only 7, didn’t I, sweetheart?”

Bambi nodded happily, and her mother gave her a quick kiss on the lips, ruffling her hair.

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Kissing. Just kissing and looking. For now that was all she wanted.

Bridget knew it was an obsession, a fetish she had, for little girl pussies, the smooth puffy slit of a pre-pubescent child unadorned by hair, nothing to get in the way of a woman’s lips or her tongue. Just thinking about it made her wet — and now she could do so much more than just think about it. She could do almost anything she wanted with Debby, her own daughter.

For now, though, kissing and looking was all she wanted. Gazing at that perfect innocent pussy, and then gently kissing it, just kissing it again and again.

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“All right, let’s get started,” Angela said softly. “The first thing, sweet Amanda, is for you to know what you’re looking at when you find yourself between a woman’s legs, or a girl’s legs. Okay?”

The girl nodded.

“Now, this is —”

“I know what some of it is,” Amanda interrupted. “We had this special thing at school, in science. They showed us a movie and it told us stuff. I knew some of it before anyway, though.”

“That’s very good,” Angela smiled. “So you have a head start. Excellent. Now then, can you show me where your mother’s labia is?”

“Labia… um… that’s this big part, right?” she pointed.

“Yes, exactly. There are actually two parts of the labia, the inner and the outer. But we don’t have to worry about all that now.”

“We learned that too.”

“Good,” Angela chuckled. The child certainly did seem to be a bright student.

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Sheila was masturbating again. Actually, she had never stopped. She was quite capable of multiple repeated orgasms and was feeling intensely aroused right now, on the edge of another one almost constantly.

She was on her knees, panting, sweating, rubbing her clit, fucking herself and looking at the scene… her sexy daughters, Erin and Fiona, lying nude in front of her, recovering from their own recent climaxes… and Debby, the sweet 9-year-old, on her back with her mother, Bridget, Sheila’s sister, actually kissing her little girl’s pussy, kissing it again and again.

Debby’s gaze flitted around, from her mother, down between her legs, to her cousins, lying near her, to her Aunt Sheila, then back to her mom, and then to Sheila again, to her face, and now down lower, down there, watching her fingers sliding up and down, getting all wet, moving so fast. She liked watching that.

“I’m gonna come again, honey,” Sheila said, as she caught Debby’s eye. “You know what your Mommy told you, an orgasm?”

The girl nodded.

“That’s — that’s what I’m gonna have, baby — another, another orgasm — with, while you — while you watch — watch m—UNGHH!!” Sheila climaxed hard.

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They’d started slowly, just a few tender kisses, but soon Eve and Gwen were deeply involved, breathing hard, clutching, moaning, kissing wetly, the teen on her back, her mother on top of her, their naked bodies pressing together, legs entwined.

Paige was on her knees, watching them. She’d seen Bambi and Amanda kiss like that, and it was very exciting. But this was her mom and her sister!!! That was even more exciting, a hundred times more exciting.

Almost unconsciously, instinctively, Paige began touching herself, fingers caressing her hairless pussy, playing with her clit… and as she watched her mom and her sister kissing, and as she rubbed herself, she discovered something. The bees were back… the buzzing, humming, and that swirling hot honey feeling deep inside her. She peered down between her legs. Yes, there it was, oozing out of her.

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“See how wet she is? I haven’t touched her or anything yet, but look at how she’s dripping,” Angela said to Amanda.

“I know,” replied the little girl. “She gets that way when we masturbate. So do I.”

They were side by side, lying prone on Angela’s bed between Tina’s outstretched legs. Bambi was with them too. All three were naked, as was Tina. A viscous stream of golden liquid shone between the woman’s pussy lips, dripping down, not quite reaching the sheets.

“Close your eyes for a second,” Angela instructed, “and just breathe. Take a deep breath. That smell is so nice, isn’t it? The aroma of feminine sex, like pussy perfume.”

Bambi and Amanda did as they were told, both enjoying the scent.

“Okay, you can open your eyes now. And Amanda, move in real close here. Even closer. That’s right, good. Now I want you to just blow a little bit, blow on your mommy’s pussy. Your warm breath will feel good to her. Blow a little harder, until you move the pussy hair. There you go.”

They heard Tina moan. Her legs opened even wider. Her labia began to part, all by themselves. Strands of sticky moisture stretched between the swollen lips.

“I want you to taste her now, okay? But just with the tip of your tongue. Move in, honey, put your tongue out and lick her there. That’s good, very nice. Lick your mommy’s juices, taste her. Do you like how she tastes?”

Amanda nodded happily, actually smacking her lips.

“That’s a good girl,” Angela grinned, feeling delighted and very aroused. She squeezed her own thighs together, stimulating her clit.

“And look, just from licking her a little bit, see how she’s opened up even more? Like the petals of a flower? You can see inside her now, inside your mommy’s vagina, her cunt. Do you ever use words like that?”

“Yeah, we do. My mom says it makes it more fun. It gets her excited. She tells me to fuck her cunt with my finger and stuff like that.”

“Oh my, that’s nice.” Turning to her own daughter, Angela kissed the girl tenderly on the lips, and then whispered, “Bambi, will you… take care of me, while I show Amanda what to do?”

Knowing exactly what was wanted, Bambi eagerly moved down on the big round bed until she was on her back between her mother’s legs, her mouth positioned at the woman’s smoothly waxed vulva. With her fingers, she parted the labia and slid her tongue between the folds. Angela groaned in pleasure.

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Debby stared at her Aunt Sheila while she was having that thing, an ‘orgasm’ they said it was. She got kind of red all over, her face and her chest, and squeezed her hands between her legs, making all those sounds, almost like she was crying but she sure didn’t seem sad at all, she seemed happy. When she finished, she opened her eyes and looked right at Debby, smiling at her.

Fiona was watching closely too. Seeing her mother climax that way, showing her pussy to Debby and everyone else, made Fiona very excited. She put her hands between her legs and started rubbing herself. And then she thought of something, of what she’d said earlier that day, that she wanted her mom to love her the same way she loved Erin. She really did want that. She wanted it now.

Feverish with lust, shivering with excitement, 12-year-old Fiona opened her legs, spreading them wide apart. She used her fingers to pull back her pussy lips. Her heart was pounding. “Mom?” she said.

Sheila turned toward her daughter.

“Mom? Will you lick me?”

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As Eve finished a long, passionate kiss with Gwen, she pulled away slightly, smiling at her daughter, nuzzling her nose, the pair of them giggling like teenagers in love. She looked at the girl’s inviting mouth, her full lips moist and shining. Eve’s tongue darted out, licking at the corner of Gwen’s mouth, bringing still more excited laughter.

After another quick kiss on the lips, she slid down and began nuzzling her daughter’s throat, licking and sucking the warm skin, hearing the girl moan with pleasure. Her hands found small tits with sharp erect nipples. Eve squeezed the nipples between her fingers, and then her mouth was at a breast, licking, teasing, now sucking on the nipple and even gently biting it.

Then she heard a cry.

Without warning Paige was climaxing again, only the second orgasm of her young life. It came on her suddenly as she saw her mom licking and biting her sister’s nipple. She gasped and groaned, hands clenched tightly over her pussy, hot juices dribbling between her fingers. Her body shuddered as powerful spasms radiated from her center, nearly overwhelming her.

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“Mom? Will you lick me?” Fiona asked.

“Oh, my sweet baby!” Brimming over with love and lust, nearly sobbing with joy, Sheila fell on top of her daughter, taking the girl in her arms, kissing her mouth, her cheeks, her eyelids, her nose, her mouth again.

“Yes, baby, yes, I will lick you.”

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“Oh, sweetie, that’s so beautiful!”

Quickly sitting up, Eve gathered Paige into her arms, hugging her tightly. The child was still atremble, aftershocks coursing through her, gradually receding. Eve held her close, stroking her back, kissing her neck, murmuring to her.

Tears came to the woman’s eyes as she thought how happy she was, how lucky she was to see her little girl climax, to be there watching her daughter have an orgasm, experiencing it with her. It was so wonderful, and so intensely arousing too.

She kissed Paige’s mouth. The girl was slowly beginning to calm down, to breathe more easily. Eve kissed her again. “You’re so beautiful. I’m so happy.” She kissed her again and again.

“Thanks, Mom,” was all Paige could utter.

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“Put your tongue in there again now,” Angela said to Amanda, smiling to herself as she felt Bambi’s tongue doing just what she was asking the other 10-year-old girl, her daughter’s ‘twin’, to do with her own mother.

She watched as Amanda leaned forward, licking somewhat tentatively. It certainly had an effect on Tina, though, who sighed, “Ohh, yes,” as she clutched at her own breasts, pinching the hard nipples.

Angela drew back for a moment to admire Amanda’s slim young body. Almost boyish in shape, but smoother and softer and with, of course, that special treasure between her legs. She placed a hand on the child’s round little bottom, feeling its firmness. Squeezing gently, her fingers eased into the crack. She licked her lips. Sliding her hand in deeper, probing, she found warmth, moisture, the steamy heat of a girl’s aroused sex.

Amanda looked up at the woman, her pretty blue eyes bright with anticipation. “Can you help me masturbate?”

“Yes, darling, I can do that,” Angela smiled, leaving her hand where it was, fingering the slippery wetness. “I’d love to, I will. But let’s do this at the same time, okay? Put your tongue back in there again. I want you to lick her from the bottom right up toward the top. Start down low, that’s right. Now make your tongue kind of flat and move it up slowly, all the way up, like you’re licking an ice cream. That’s good, very good.”

Angela heard Tina moaning again, she saw Amanda happily licking and then swallowing as she lapped up her mother’s juices, she rubbed her fingers on the child’s pussy, inside her slit now, she smelled the pungent aroma of female sex, her own and Tina’s and Amanda’s and possibly Bambi’s too, she felt her daughter’s mouth on her clit, licking and sucking — and all of it together was quickly bringing her very close.

She would wait, though, she wouldn’t climax yet, not for a while. She could control her orgasms, allowing the pressure to build but not giving in until she was ready. Right now she had a more important priority, showing Amanda how to lick her mother’s pussy.

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“Lie down by your sister, okay? I want to look at the two of you together.”

“Okay.”

Paige was finally recovered. This orgasm was if anything even stronger than the first one she’d had, earlier that afternoon. She still felt a little dizzy, but was glad to do as her mother asked. She lay next to Gwen, the sisters smiling at each other.

Eve gazed at them, at their vulvas, side by side. “So beautiful,” she breathed, mostly to herself. She bent down for a better look.

At 16 years old, Gwen’s pussy was almost fully developed. The lips were thick and full. Her dark pubic hair was not shaved but was closely trimmed to a neat triangle. Paige, by contrast, still had no visible pubic hair on her smooth white labia, or very little. Moving in still closer, Eve could maybe see a few traces of fine hair beginning to grow there. It made her smile.

“Honey? Paige? Is it okay if I kiss you here? Do you mind?”

“Um, no, I don’t mind… I’d like it.”

“Good.”

Eve brought her lips very close and kissed her daughter’s pussy.

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Kissing Debby’s pussy, kissing and kissing, again and again, and now licking her too — Bridget could hardly believe she was really doing it. But she was! She kissed and licked her little girl’s pussy, feeling the puffy labia begin to open beneath her lips and then her tongue was inside, actually within her daughter’s slit, sliding up and down, going everywhere. God she was in heaven.

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“Look, honey,” Angela whispered to Amanda, “look how excited your mommy is getting.”

The 10-year-old had been doing quite a good job, under careful tutelage, of licking all around inside her mother’s labia, even taking the butterfly wings, as Angela called them, between her lips and sucking on them. It was all new to Amanda, but she was a willing student and a fast learner, and her mother was clearly responding.

Angela directed the child’s attention to Tina’s vagina. It was actually pulsing, a milky fluid pooled in the depths. “See that, baby? She’s almost ready to come.”

“Uh-huh. Um, can I… sometimes I put my fingers in there. Is it okay if I lick her there too?”

“Of course it is, darling. That’s what I was going to suggest next, in fact. You’re very good, at this, a natural. Do you like doing it?”

Amanda nodded happily.

“Okay, honey, put your little tongue inside her now. Fuck her with your tongue, just like you do with your fingers. Push your tongue in as far as you can, okay? That’s right. Oooh, very nice!”

As the girl pressed her mouth to her mother’s cunt, the juices overflowed, spilling out and running down between the woman’s legs.

Seeing that was too much for Angela. Between Bambi’s skill at eating her, that hot little tongue on her clit and her daughter’s fingers deep inside her now, and then watching Amanda fuck her mommy with her tongue, something very rare took place — Angela lost control.

“God!!” she cried, climaxing in Bambi’s mouth.

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Eve pressed her lips to Paige’s pussy lips, kissing her deeply and warmly, the way she might kiss her mouth. At the last second, just before pulling away, she let her tongue slip out and brush lightly around the rim of her daughter’s vagina, tasting the juices from her climax. She heard Paige gasp.

Shifting slightly to the side, Eve looked at Gwen’s pussy. She had positioned the girls with their legs spread but with Paige’s slim thigh laying over Gwen’s, so both pussies were open to her and so she could kiss and lick either one whenever she wanted. It was an ideal arrangement.

She kissed Gwen’s pussy too, once again letting her tongue dart out just at the end to lick between the folds. Gwen gasped as well.

How could she choose which one to have first, which daughter to eat? It was a delicious dilemma if ever there was one.

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Poised between Fiona’s legs, Sheila couldn’t believe her luck. She had two daughters, two pretty girls, 12 and 15 years old, and both of them wanted her to eat their pussies! Could any mother ever be as blessed as she was?

She’d held and kissed Fiona, saying how much she loved her, then told her she would show her love in the best way possible. Now she was gazing at her vulva, opening the lips with her fingers, inhaling the delicate fragrance of a barely pubescent girl’s moist vagina. She brought her mouth closer, and kissed her daughter’s cunt.

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Angela felt embarrassed. She was the one who was supposed to be the expert, after all. And yet here she’d climaxed when she didn’t mean to, before Tina, before Amanda, before anyone.

Well, that couldn’t be helped. What was done was done. At least the pressure was relieved, temporarily anyway. She could focus now on showing Amanda what she was supposed to do and also on rubbing the little girl’s pussy with her fingers. Angela noticed, though, that Bambi hadn’t quit. She was still going at it, her mouth on her mother’s cunt, her tongue pushing deep inside now, thrusting in and out. The child never could seem to get enough.

Thinking about that, though, about her beloved daughter’s inexhaustible sex drive, was not what Angela should be doing. She had to concentrate on the job at hand. She took a deep breath and returned to work.

“Okay, uh, baby? Amanda? Let’s go up and find your mommy’s clit now, all right?”

The cute blonde drew her mouth away from her mother’s vagina, juices dripping from her chin. She licked her lips, smacking them again.

“Is this sex now?” she asked with a grin. “Not just masturbating?”

“Yes, darling, this is sex. You’re having lesbian sex with your mom, and my daughter is having sex with me too. That’s what we’re doing.”

“Okay… I like it a lot.”

“Good. I think your mother likes it too, sweetie, very much.”

Angela didn’t think Tina had climaxed yet, although it was hard to tell for sure. She seemed to be either on the edge of or in the middle of an orgasm almost continuously. Panting, groaning, her body shuddering repeatedly, she was a woman in heat, her vagina still pulsing visibly, that milky discharge spilling out of her.

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Bridget’s mouth found Debby’s clit. She felt the child start as her tongue flicked over the small stiff nub. Could she actually have a climax? Bridget wasn’t sure, but she wanted to find out. She gently nibbled at the little bud with her lips, swirling around it with her tongue.

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Tina was delirious. It was a dream, a hallucination. Life could never really be this good. Sex couldn’t possibly be this hot.

Her head rolling side to side, she moaned and mumbled incoherently. Her hands were never still, sometimes clutching at her breasts or going to her mouth. She pulled at her hair, she sucked on her fingers, she tried to spread her legs even wider, to open her sex for Amanda, her daughter. If this was a dream, it was the hottest, dirtiest, wettest dream she’d ever had, and she hoped she would never wake up.

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Fiona was starting to get close, moaning and breathing hard. She was in a sitting position, leaning back on her sister, who was behind her, holding her. Erin cradled the younger girl against her chest, occasionally whispering in her ear, one hand reaching around to fondle Fiona’s breast buds, the other between her own legs, rubbing her clit. Both were looking down at their mother, who had her face buried in Fiona’s crotch, her arms wrapped tightly around the girl’s slim thighs. Her head was sort of wagging side to side, her tongue dipping and delving, sliding around, thrusting into her daughter’s opening then lapping inside her slit then darting up to tickle at her clit.

When Fiona felt Erin nibbling at her earlobe and playfully biting it, she turned for a moment to smile at her. But as their eyes met, Fiona suddenly understood the intense desire that Erin had for her — and then realized she felt the same thing. The sisters briefly gazed at each other, their looks conveying incestuous lust, before their mouths gently came together. It was a soft first kiss for them, girl lips on girl lips with no tongue, but a kiss filled with passion and promise.

As it ended and Erin slowly pulled away, Fiona nearly swooned. It was almost too much all at once, so many sensations, desires, emotions — but then her mother grabbed her bottom really hard, pulling Fiona’s pussy against her face, practically gnawing at her now, and the girl’s focus quickly returned to what was happening down there.

A shudder passed through Fiona along with something like a chill and a fever intermingled, followed by a surge of happiness and energy as it struck her: she was having sex, and sex was great! It was awesome! It was more than she ever imagined, better than she thought it would be or could be, hotter and dirtier and sweatier, and much more exciting. And as Fiona thought about that, she began to feel the familiar pressure building inside her, a climax approaching, except this time it was more than she’d ever felt before, like a giant balloon blowing up, getting bigger and bigger, about to burst.

Sheila was almost out of control between the girl’s legs — ravenous, growling with lust, trying to force her mouth all the way inside her daughter’s vagina, her face a mess, saliva and juices everywhere. She sucked and licked, licked and sucked, tasting and swallowing, her tongue plunging deep inside now, the tip of her nose rubbing against Fiona’s clit. Then she felt a sudden spasm, a clenching of muscles inside that sweet pink hole. The little body in her arms was trembling, quaking. And Sheila instinctively knew what to do.

She held her position, continued her actions, doing just what she was doing, right there, licking and nuzzling in the same spot, more and more, licking, nuzzling, while the trembling grew stronger and stronger and stronger, until finally —— her daughter exploded into orgasm.

Continue on to Chapter 23

By Naughty Mommy

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As they sat on the bed in her hotel room, Eve proposed, “All right, uh, how about if we start by… um… by taking each other’s clothes off. Okay?”

“Okay,” her daughters agreed.

They began with Paige. Her mother undid the final two buttons on her shirt and it fell from her shoulders.

It took Eve’s breath away. She had seen her daughter’s breast buds before — as recently as that afternoon, in fact, along with brief glimpses during the fashion show — but to see them so close and to know that soon she would touch and kiss and lick and suck those tiny breasts was almost too much to believe.

“You are so beautiful…” she whispered, staring at the girl’s nipples. Then she looked into her eyes. “You are a beautiful girl, Paige.”

Her daughter smiled.

“And now your shorts.”

Paige got to her knees. Gwen and Eve unhooked the leather belt first, then opened the button on Paige’s shorts and pulled down the zipper. Underneath she wore white satin panties, trimmed with lace. They took the shorts off.

“I want to do her panties myself,” said Eve. No one argued.

She asked the child to stand on the bed in front of her. With her hands on Paige’s hips, holding her steady, Eve leaned in, very slowly, bringing her face closer and closer (she had learned something about the drama of seduction from Angela), until she was less than an inch away. Then she placed a tender kiss in the center of the panties, on Paige’s mound. She listened to her daughter gasp.

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“So, um, Debby,” Bridget began softly, “you remember this afternoon how I was telling you because you’re so pretty and because I love you so much, I just want to hug you and kiss you all over, everywhere?”

“Yeah.”

They were lying on the floor of the family room at Sheila’s in a cozy nest of blankets, pillows, and comforters. Bridget was spooning with her daughter, facing toward the others, Fiona in the center, then Erin, and then Sheila.

“And you know,” she continued, “that’s the way Aunt Sheila is with Erin. She loves her very much, and she kisses her everywhere, all over her body, and she does even more with her. She wants to do that with Fiona too, and I want to do it with you. Do you think you’d like that?”

“Sure.”

Bridget gently kissed Debby’s neck as she held the girl in her arms. She didn’t want to move too fast, didn’t want to scare her daughter or upset her in any way. But she was incredibly aroused. This is what she’d fantasized about so many times, all those nights when she’d laid in bed and masturbated as she imagined herself touching Debby, caressing her, kissing her naked body. And now it was really going to happen!

Fiona, Erin, and Sheila were watching them, lying quietly, waiting. Sheila had one hand between her legs, rubbing herself, and another on Erin’s breast, fondling the nipple. Erin and Fiona were holding hands, under the blankets. Erin wanted to do more than hold hands with Fiona, though, much more. She had her own fantasies about her little sister, had often played with herself while she thought about touching the 12-year-old and kissing her. She hoped tonight would be the night.

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In Angela’s room, on the big round bed, with pink shaded lamps on either side of the headboard casting a soft warm glow, Tina and Angela masturbated as they watched their naked 10-year-old daughters kiss.

“Jeez, I never knew anything could be so exciting,” Tina sighed. “Just look at them!”

Angela nodded as she fucked her pussy with her fingers. “They are beautiful, aren’t they? Like twin sisters.”

“Yes, like two little blonde twins. So hot…”

That reminded Angela of a fantasy she’d had earlier that day. “Has Amanda ever sucked your tits?” she asked Tina.

“No, um, we, we haven’t done that. Well, I mean, when she was a baby, but not since then.”

“Would you like to have her do that?”

“Umm… yeah, I would,” she nodded shyly.

“How about right now?” Angela suggested. “Both girls at the same time, a twin at each nipple. Would you like that?”

“Oh my gosh…” Tina breathed, rubbing her pussy faster.

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“Turn this way, honey, on your back,” Bridget whispered to Debby.

“Okay.”

For a long moment, Bridget gazed into her daughter’s eyes, seeing nothing but love and trust and willingness. She looked down at the child’s lips, soft and pink and full, slightly parted. She brought her mouth to the girl’s and they kissed.

Fiona’s pulse was racing. She felt all jittery and jumpy inside, almost like when she would rub herself and be right on the edge, her whole body quivering with excitement. That’s how she felt now and she hadn’t even touched herself at all! But hearing her aunt talk that way to her little girl, so sexy, and now seeing them kiss like that, right on the lips, it was unbelievably hot!! She squeezed Erin’s hand and felt her sister return the squeeze.

Bridget finished the first kiss, and drew slowly back. A strand of saliva stretched between their mouths. She hadn’t used her tongue… well, only a little, just brushing it lightly over her daughter’s lips… but it was a perfect kiss, tender and romantic and erotic, all at once.

She smiled at the girl and Debby smiled back.

“Did you like that?” Bridget whispered.

“Uh-huh.”

“You want some more?”

“Uh-huh,” Debby nodded eagerly.

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Gwen watched as her mother slowly pulled down her little sister’s panties. They saw the girl’s vulva come into view, smooth white puffy labia with no visible pubic hair. Omigod, so incredibly sexy. Gwen could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, and she was breathing faster now.

Her mother was breathing hard too, Gwen noticed, obviously very turned on. She even saw her mom licking her lips as she stared at Paige’s pussy. It made her wonder if all mothers were naturally attracted to their daughters, the way Angela and Tina and her own mom seemed to be, and maybe those others, Sheila and Bridget, as well. Maybe that’s just was how it was. Maybe it was perfectly normal, even if no one talked about it, for moms to want their daughters sexually.

When she finished removing Paige’s underwear, Eve turned to Gwen and smiled. “Okay, honey, you’re next.”

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Lying naked on her back in Angela’s bed, her head propped up on a pair of pillows, Tina gazed at the two little blondes. Both were grinning at her.

“Girls, Tina wants you to suck on her nipples,” Angela told them. “Bambi, you’ve done it before, but Amanda, I don’t think you have.”

The 10-year-old shook her head in reply.

“That’s okay, it’s easy,” Angela assured her. “It’s very natural, like you’re drinking from a straw, or like a baby sucking on a bottle. Once you try it, you’ll see how easy it is, how natural. And I promise, your Mommy will love it. It will make her very excited. You like making your mom excited, don’t you, honey?”

“Uh-huh, I do.”

“Good. Now just lie down beside her, one on each side. That’s right. And put your lips on her nipple, like you’re kissing it. Feel how stiff it is? Try licking it with your tongue… very good, just like that. Now put your whole mouth over it, honey. Uh-huh, good girl, that’s right. Ooh, doesn’t it feel nice in your mouth, like it belongs there? Sure it does. And just go ahead now, start sucking…”

“Oh, Jesus,” Tina groaned. The stimulus shot from her nipples straight to her crotch, to her clit. Trembling with arousal, she slid a hand down toward her pussy, but Angela gently pushed it away.

“I’ll take care of that part,” she said. “Amanda, while you and Bambi suck on your Mommy’s nipples, I’m going to lick her down here, okay?”

Amanda lifted her head, smiling and nodding, then returned to her sucking.

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Sheila had one hand on her clit and the other on Erin’s clit. She was lying on her side, an arm reaching around the teen, masturbating both herself and her daughter at the same time, as they watched Bridget and Debby kiss.

Erin was already getting close. Her mother knew exactly how to touch her. And just thinking about what they were doing, two moms and three daughters, naked and kissing and everything — it was so hot!!

She was still holding Fiona’s hand, and Fiona was on her side now too. All three of them were lying that way, like three spoons, facing toward the other two, watching. They saw them kissing a lot, and kind of moaning, or at least Bridget was, and Bridget was rubbing her hands on Debby’s body while they kissed, playing with her little nipples, and then as they watched she started sliding a hand down lower, pushing back the covers, maybe so they could see what she was doing, or maybe not, but anyway they could see that she was actually touching her little girl down there, touching and rubbing the hairless pussy of a 9-year-old girl.

“Fiona?” Erin whispered.

“What?”

“I wanna touch you, okay?”

“Okay.”

Erin let go of her sister’s hand, then reached down between the 12-year-old’s legs. Fiona parted her thighs, and Erin touched her. It was so amazing, she was really doing it, just like in her fantasies. She was touching Fiona’s pussy. There was a little bit of hair there that she could feel, but not much. She was mostly smooth, and when Erin slid her hand down even further and found that the girl was very wet, and when she felt Fiona open her legs even wider for her, and when she saw Bridget rubbing her own little girl’s pussy, and when her mom kept teasing her clit just like that — just like that — just like that — it was too much. She came.

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Gwen couldn’t stop shaking. This was what she wanted. She wanted sex, lesbian sex. She knew she liked girls and women and she wanted to have sex with them. It was what she fantasized about, always, when she masturbated. And now it was really going to happen. She was going to have lesbian sex — with her mom and her sister!!

She tried to smile and stop shaking. It was exciting, it really was what she wanted, but it was also kind of scary.

“Mom?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Um…” Gwen licked her lips “…I love you and everything, and I’m glad we’re doing this, but it’s, I mean, I guess I’m sort of scared too. You know?”

Her mother put her hand on Gwen’s arm. “I know, sweetheart, I know. It’s a little scary for me too, to be honest.”

“It is?”

“Sure.”

“Okay, um……”

“Do you want to wait,” Eve asked, “and talk some more about it, before we do anything else?”

Gwen looked over at her sister, and smiled, “No, ‘cuz that wouldn’t be fair for Paige. She’s already naked!”

That made them laugh, relieving some of the tension.

“You’re right,” her mother nodded, “but Paige can always put something back on if you think we need to talk.”

“No, it’s okay.” Gwen took a deep breath. She already felt much better. The shaking had almost stopped. “I just wanted to tell you, is all.”

She grabbed the little crop top she was wearing and quickly lifted it over her head, revealing her breasts. With a grin, she flung the top away. “There!”

They laughed again.

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She heard and felt her daughter climaxing beneath her touch. Bringing Erin to orgasm that way was intensely exciting for Sheila. And when Erin cried out in passion and 9-year-old Debby turned to look at them, briefly ending the sensual kiss with her mother, and their eyes met, that put Sheila over the top. She came as well, groaning and shuddering as tremendous spasms jolted her body.

Fiona was on fire. Watching Bridget kiss Debby, and not only kiss her but touch her, even rubbing her pussy, and hearing Erin have an orgasm right behind her, and then her mom too, and feeling Erin’s fingers on her clit… Fiona wanted to come with them!

She put her own hand between her legs, replacing her sister’s which had gone mostly limp. She rubbed herself faster and faster as she thought about what they were doing, all of them naked, having lesbian sex, girls and women, moms and daughters, nipples and pussies and lips and mouths and tongues and — Fiona climaxed.

Debby stared. She wasn’t quite sure what she was seeing, though. All that noise they made, and the sudden strong smell, and the way they looked, all red in the face and everything, well, it had to be sex, she guessed, even if it was different than how she thought it would be. She couldn’t really see what they were doing, just like hugging each other or something, but all three of them were making those sounds and scrunching up their faces, all at the same time. Is that what sex looks like, for girls and women?

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“You know what?” Eve said. “Let’s do it different… I was, you know, kind of making a ritual out of this, maybe like Angela would do, but how about if we all just get naked and get in bed and cuddle, and see what happens, okay?”

“Okay,” Gwen and Paige both nodded, smiling in agreement.

Paige was already nude, Gwen wearing only her miniskirt and thong. It was Eve who still had the most to remove. She began undoing the buttons on the front of her sundress.

Gwen shimmied her tight skirt down over her hips, then sat and slid it all the way off, tossing the skirt onto a chair. She quickly skimmed out of her thong and now she was naked as well. The girls watched as their mother finished undressing, and then all three got in bed together, in Eve’s bed.

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This must be a dream, Tina thought, the most wonderful, delicious dream I’ve ever had. It’s nearly impossible to believe I’m awake and it’s actually happening. But I am awake and it is happening.

My daughter, Amanda, is sucking on my nipple, looking up at me and smiling. On the other nipple is sexy little Bambi, 10 years old, the same as Amanda. They’re so similar in looks everyone says they could be twins, and now I have them both sucking my tits. It’s so incredibly exciting — but there’s even more, because Angela just said she’s going to lick me, lick my pussy!!

Tina had only had sex with an adult partner a single time in her entire life. It was when she was in college, a rare virgin at age 21. A young man took her out, bought her a nice dinner, and then effectively raped her. Date rape. It might have been sex, but it certainly wasn’t anything like making love. She’d been scarred, humiliated, traumatized… and impregnated. The ugly scene had triggered at least one nice outcome: the birth of her beautiful daughter, Amanda.

Since then, Tina had not once been out on a date and had never had sex again — except, that is, with herself, through frequent masturbation, and more recently through shared masturbation with her little girl (which, she had to admit, bordered on sex). Still, though, she had never in her life had oral sex. No one had ever put their mouth on her pussy. And now, that was what Angela said she was going to do!!

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Bridget paused, waiting. She didn’t take her hand away from Debby’s pussy, but she slowed her movements somewhat, just gently stroking the child. She saw Debby staring at Sheila and Erin as they climaxed, and now — yes, look at that, little Fiona, she’s coming too! Damn, that’s so hot, all three at the same time.

She brought her gaze back to her daughter. The little girl’s eyes were huge, her mouth agape.

“Do you know what’s happening, sweetie?” Bridget asked softly. “Do you know what an orgasm is?”

“No.”

“Well, it’s, an orgasm is what happens when, uh, when you rub yourself — your private parts, your pussy, I mean — if you rub it or someone else rubs it, or sometimes if someone kisses it or licks it and the feeling gets very strong, very very strong, then you sort of reach a peak. It’s called a climax or an orgasm, and it feels really wonderful, absolutely amazing. That’s what just happened with them, with Fiona and Erin and your Aunt Sheila. They had orgasms.”

“Is that sex?”

“Yes,” Bridget chuckled. “It’s part of sex, anyway, usually the last part. An orgasm feels great, totally great. You won’t believe how good it feels.”

Debby turned, looking up at her mom. “Can I have one?”

Bridget hesitated before answering. She licked her lips. “I, I don’t know, honey. Maybe, but maybe not. You might still be too young. We could… uh, we can find out, though. We can try, if you really want to.”

The little girl nodded eagerly, her eyes bright and shining.

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It was Eve in the middle, with Gwen on one side and Paige on the other. The three lay naked in the bed, a lamp beside them on its lowest setting, shedding a soft light, the girls facing their mother.

“So, here we are,” Eve smiled. “I feel so fortunate, so lucky. I have two beautiful daughters. You’re both very pretty, I mean that. And, uh, and you know, I think you’re also… very sexy too, both of you. You don’t mind if I say that, do you, that I think you’re sexy?”

Paige shook her head, grinning.

But Gwen said, “Yeah, um, I like it, but… it’s weird, Mom, because until just, like, the last couple days, with everything that’s happened, you know, I mean, meeting Angela and stuff… well…”

When she paused, Eve squeezed her hand. “Go on, honey.”

“Well, I, I mean, I never really felt that pretty or anything before. Not like you, or not like Paige. I mean, it’s… everyone can see how pretty you guys are. Everybody knows it. And I, um, I always felt… not that way.”

“Oh, sweetie,” Eve began.

“But now, like, just since yesterday, I mean, the way people look at me, it seems different. Like I really am, I guess, sexy, like you said.”

“Of course you are.”

“Maybe, except… I never felt that way, not before. Now I do, though.” A big smile brightened the teenager’s face.

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So many times, so many nights, Bridget had knelt next to the bed in Debby’s room while the little girl slept, gazing at her body, playing with herself and fantasizing about having sex with the child, her own young daughter, kissing her and touching her and licking her… and now, Jesus, she was about to do it, do everything, do all those things she had ever dreamed of doing with Debby.

She began by kissing her again, her mouth first, but then her cheeks, and her neck, and her throat, and her chest, kissing the flat little nipples, kissing them and licking them, trying to bring them erect. She heard Debby moan and knew the girl was starting to feel aroused. Bridget’s kisses eased further down, onto her daughter’s tummy, around her belly button, onto her hips, and then to her soft puffy mound, so smooth and fresh.

Pausing briefly, raising her head, Bridget allowed herself to take in what she was doing, wanting to savor the moment and capture it in her mind forever, the beginning of a sexual relationship with her child. She smiled at Debby, who returned the smile.

Then Bridget gently pushed the covers all the way down, licked her lips, and began kissing the inside of her daughter’s thighs, starting by her knees but soon gliding upward, kissing and even licking a little bit, playing with the tender skin, feeling her mouth water as she slowly approached the girl’s center…

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“Yes, you are very sexy, honey,” Eve told Gwen, holding her daughter’s face in her hands. “And you’re right, I’m starting to look at you differently now, and maybe other people are too. Now, when I look at you… it makes me want to kiss you.”

Gwen smiled.

“Is it all right if I kiss you?”

“Yeah.” The teen licked her lips.

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Angela knelt between Tina’s legs, stroking her firm, smooth thighs. What a beautiful woman she was and what a shame that she had never been loved, sexually, the way she should have been, never fully appreciated and satisfied. Her face was so pretty, those dimples so alluring, her long, slim body so desirable. Anyway, at least she has her daughter, Amanda, that’s something, something quite wonderful in fact. But still, all those years, those lost years… it made Angela wish that she or someone like her (if there was anyone like her) could have met Tina when she was younger and given her all the pleasure she deserved.

Well, she would try to begin making up for that now, for the lost time. Angela wanted to give the woman a thrill she would always remember, her first experience with oral sex, having someone lick her who really knew what she was doing. This, she told herself, will be an orgasm that Tina will never forget.

As Angela completed her momentary musing and brought her face down close to Tina’s crotch, she noticed that Amanda was watching her. The little girl still had her mouth on her mother’s nipple, but her attention seemed to be mostly focused on what Angela was doing. Her eyes were wide, bright with interest and curiosity.

That gave Angela an idea, a fiendishly dirty, deliciously hot idea.

Continue on to Chapter 22

By Naughty Mommy

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She almost couldn’t believe what she was seeing. But it was true, it really was happening.

There, in the dark, on the bed across just from hers, Carol had carefully positioned the little girl, Jordan — her own granddaughter! — on top of her, and now the 7-year-old was starting to move back and forth, a little more, a little faster, and yes, there was no question about it, Jordan was fucking Carol!!

Veronica slid a hand down between her own legs, starting to masturbate as she watched her sister have lesbian sex, incestuous lesbian sex, with a child.

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Stephanie knew she had to stop. “Only one kiss,” she’d said. Ha-ha, that was a laugh. This had to be the longest single kiss in the history of kissing. It felt so good, though, so perfect, and she was so turned on. She didn’t know if she’d ever been more aroused in her life. But this was a little girl, just 8 years old, her own daughter!! Why did it excite her so much?

She didn’t know why, but it certainly did. She pressed her pussy hard against Hailey’s knee, her tongue still inside her mouth. How could she possibly stop when it felt so good?

Hailey hoped her Mommy would never stop. She wanted them to kiss like this forever and ever. Only one other thing, though. She had this need, so bad, something she’d never felt before — but omigod if only Mommy would touch her there, put her hand between her legs and rub here right there, she needed it so much! Please, Mommy, touch me!!

—————

Stacie was almost there, humping her hand in bed as she lay on her stomach, nearly forgetting about the child lying beside her. That image in her mind of her daughter underneath her, Stacie sliding her clit up and down on Jordan’s tongue, getting ready to come in her mouth, fucking her pretty face — it was just too good to resist, too exciting, she had to go all the way, couldn’t stop now, just let it go, fuck yeah come in her mouth, come on my little girl’s face, oh my god YES!!!

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Although she tried, it was almost impossible to lie completely still. So she didn’t. With her eyes still closed, Kelly moved very slowly, carefully crossing her legs, squeezing them together, doing her best not to let anyone know she was awake.

Was her mom asleep next to her? Kelly wasn’t sure. She was awfully quiet, though so probably she was. But wait, there did seem to be something there, just the tiniest bit of movement. Maybe she was awake after all…

Kelly’s own hands were on her boobs now, gently playing with her swollen nipples as she squeezed her legs together and listened closely to the sounds of a grandmother and granddaughter having sex in the bed across from theirs.

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That was amazing! It was so exciting! The way Stacie kept moving so fast and made all those noises, and then all of a sudden kind of groaned and shook, and the way she smelled so strong — it had to be sex, Holly thought, or something just like it. It sure smelled the same as when her Mom and Mommy did it the night before.

Holly loved that smell. It made her… it made her want to taste it… was that right? Yeah, something like that. It smelled so good she wanted to taste it too. Like a good food, something nice to eat. She really wished she could eat it. And when she thought about that, it gave her kind of a weird warm feeling down between her legs.

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Jordan’s eyes were closed, every bit of her concentration focused on that one single point, the sensual connection between her clit and Carol’s clit.

She wouldn’t have put it that way, of course. All she knew is she was playing Pony-Pony and to do it right, to get the special feeling she wanted, you had to do it a certain way, just like… careful, careful, right there, right there, that’s it… now do it more more more more, keep doing it, right there, right there, oh it’s so good, so nice, just a little more,  just like that…

In the bed next to theirs, Veronica opened her legs a little wider, so she could push a finger up inside herself. God, her vagina was so hot, so wet. She wished Stephanie was with her and they could make love. Veronica needed that. She needed to come. She wanted Stephanie’s finger pressing inside her cunt, her tongue licking her clit.

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Finally — finally — Stephanie was somehow able to stop. She pulled away from Hailey, ending the five-minute long “single” kiss. Breathing very hard, wiping her mouth, she looked down at her little girl.

Hailey’s lips were parted, her eyes hooded, her face flushed and shiny with sweat. As Stephanie gazed at her, the girl’s tongue slowly extended, licking her lips, almost beckoning to her. Hailey appeared to be aroused and eager for more, the very picture of innocent sexual appeal.

It took all of Stephanie’s willpower to resist. This was her daughter, after all. She couldn’t do any more than she’d already done with her, which certainly was too much. She tried to smile, make light of it, pretend she didn’t feel such an overwhelming desire for the child.

“So—” she had to clear her throat. “So, um, that’s kind of how I kiss Mom sometimes. Did you like it?”

“Yeah!”

“Good. All right, well, anyway, now you know how I do it.” She brushed her fingers over Hailey’s cheek. “So, are you ready to go to sleep?”

“No!”

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Moving moving, faster faster faster, it feels sooo good, Pony-Pony, getting close, getting close, almost there now, almost there…

“Fuck me, baby girl! Fuck my pussy and make me come,” Carol whispered to Jordan, loud enough for anyone in the room to hear.

Kelly couldn’t wait any longer. It was too much. She just had to touch herself. She hoped she could keep it quiet enough so her mother wouldn’t notice, but she couldn’t resist. She had to do it.

Sliding a hand down across her belly, she opened her legs slightly and in doing so, inadvertently bumped Veronica’s leg with her knee. She froze.

Then she felt a touch. It was her mom’s hand, lifting her leg and placing it over her own. She heard a silent whisper, almost inaudible. “It’s okay, honey. Go ahead.”

And as she lay still, holding her breath, and listened and felt, it became clear to Kelly what was happening. Not only were Jordan and Carol having rampant sex in the bed next to theirs, but her own mom was masturbating too, right beside her!!

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Stacie was spent, completely sated. She’d climaxed, even though she’d told herself she wouldn’t, but at least she’d been able to do it without waking Holly. So, no harm done anyway.

Still lying on her stomach, she pulled her hand up from between her legs and sniffed her fingers, then sucked them into her mouth, tasting herself.

Very very very slowly, Holly reached her own hand down toward her crotch. She was sure she was feeling something different there, something she hadn’t felt before. Like maybe her panties were getting wet somehow. The nightie she had on was short and it was up almost around her waist, so she could just slip her hand inside her undies, and… wow, she was right… it was kind of slippery and warm in there and… I wonder if…

Slowly, quietly, she lifted the hand up to her face. Yes! It did smell the same! It smelled like sex!

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“You’re not ready to go to sleep now?”

Hailey shook her head. “Uh-uh.”

“Well, you’re going to have to anyway,” Stephanie chuckled. “Remember what I told you, only one kiss, so you’d know what it was like. And you got that one kiss, plus a little more. But now it’s definitely time for sleep. All right?”

“Okay…”

“Now, you turn over and let Mommy cuddle with you.”

Hailey turned around and her mother wrapped her arms around her. They spooned, Stephanie occasionally giving the girl a nuzzle and a gentle kiss on the top of her head.

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Jordan was almost ready to come, that was obvious. Carol was very close too. She held her granddaughter’s butt cheeks in her hands, pulling their pussies together. “Fuck me, baby girl, fuck me and make me come!” she hissed.

One hand on Kelly’s leg, squeezing and stroking her thigh, the other hand on her clit, rubbing herself, masturbating — Veronica was getting close, right on the edge.

Kelly couldn’t believe how wet she was. Her fingers were drenched, juices running down between her legs, into her ass and onto the bed as she fucked herself, not trying to hide it at all any more, just doing it. Her mom’s hand on her leg, touching her, was driving her crazy with lust. She was almost there.

—————

The smell in the room, Stacie’s smell, was really strong and it made Holly excited. In the dark, she sniffed her own fingers again, then licked them. It tasted good. She liked it. Would Stacie taste the same as her? Or Hailey? Or her Mom or her Mommy? Thinking about them gave her more of that warm tingly feeling between her legs. She quietly put her hand down there again, bringing more of the stuff up to her face so she could smell it and taste it. It made her happy.

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Kelly climaxed. She’d wanted to wait, she’d tried, hoping to time it with her mother and maybe with Jordan and Carol too, but she couldn’t. It was just too much. She came hard, more juices leaking out of her, soaking her hand and dripping onto the sheets.

When she heard her daughter reach orgasm beside her, Veronica suddenly came as well, groaning loudly as the climactic spasms rippled out from her center, making her shudder in ecstasy.

Jordan squealed, her eyes shut tight, that amazing hot exploding thing inside her. Yes, she’d done it! She’d done it again with Nanna!

She heard Kelly, then she heard Veronica, and then she heard — and felt — Jordan coming on top of her, and that was all Carol needed. She pulled the little girl’s pussy hard against hers and came in glorious delirium.

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As she felt her daughter’s breathing begin to slow, Stephanie held the girl more tightly, nuzzling her hair. It felt so nice, being warm and close with her this way. And kissing her was unbelievable. She would have to do that again.

But could she? Well, how could she not? It was — it was one of the most exciting things she’d ever done. And now she wanted to kiss Holly that way too, very badly. Both of the twins, maybe both at the same time. Except, it was wrong, wasn’t it? Incest?! Could she really do that??

I don’t know. I don’t know what’s going to happen. But don’t worry about that now, don’t think about any of it, just hug your little girl and love her and fall asleep with her in your arms…

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Stacie slept. Beside her an 8-year-old girl licked and sucked her fingers, tasting her own juices for the first time. It was nice.

Soon, though, the little one grew sleepy. And then Holly drifted off too, her hand beside her face, the smell of sex filling her dreams.

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Jordan was done, wiped out. Within minutes after her powerful orgasm ended, the girl was asleep, nestled beside her Nanna. Carol smiled at her, softly kissing her cheek. She licked her own fingers and gently massaged her breasts as her breathing gradually slowed. Then she turned on her side and spooned with her granddaughter.

“You okay, honey?” Veronica whispered to Kelly.

“Yeah, um, great.”

“Me too. Go to sleep now, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I love you, sweetie.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

Continue on to Chapter 21

By Naughty Mommy

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As they stood listening to the music, Franz Liszt’s beautiful Liebestraum, Eve drew Angela off to the side.

“I’ve been thinking about something,” she began, “and, uh, well, first, don’t worry. Those doors are wide open. They’re busted down.”

They smiled at each other.

“I really don’t know how to thank you, Angela, for everything you’ve done for us. I can’t put into words how much it means.” She leaned in close and they shared a soft kiss.

“But, um, I think tonight for, you know, our first time and everything, I think it’s best for me and my daughters to just be alone, the three of us. Do you understand?”

Angela placed her hand on Eve’s cheek. “Of course I do. It’s the right thing to do. You owe it to your girls to give yourself to them first, with nothing else in the way. Absolutely.”

Eve nodded, her breath suddenly catching. Tears glistened in her eyes. “I’m so excited and so happy. Thank you. You’re the best friend anyone—” she choked up and flung her arms around the blonde, squeezing her tightly.

“There, there…” Angela held Eve, stroking her through the sundress.

When Eve pulled back, Angela took her face in her hands, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “You’re ready for this, my dear, and they are too, I’m sure of it. Do you feel the same way?”

“Yes, definitely,” Eve nodded. She took a tissue from her purse and blew her nose, then grinned. “I mean, I am ready, definitely. I want to talk to the girls about it, but I’m pretty sure they will be too. I hope so.”

Angela kissed her once more. “Let’s go find them, and you three can go downstairs to your own room.”

They started toward Bambi’s bedroom, where the kids were, Angela taking Eve’s arm. “I won’t lie,” she said, “there’s a part of me that wishes I could be there with you, even as a fly on the wall. But it’s a very special moment for a mother and her daughters, the first time, and I’m glad you decided to do it this way.”

“Me too.”

“If it all goes well, though, keep in mind I may want a repeat performance that I can witness, and then maybe the rest of us can join in too. Right, Tina?”

They stopped next to the piano. Tina finished playing and stood. “What’s that?”

“I was telling Eve that after she and her girls make love together for the first time tonight — which she has decided they should do privately, and I agree — that the rest of us may want to join in on their fun at some point.”

“Wow!” Tina grinned at Eve, her dimples flashing. “You’re really gonna do it? Tonight?”

“Uh-huh,” Eve nodded, “I think so.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so exciting!” Tina grabbed the woman, hugging her and spinning her around, the two laughing together.

When she finally let Eve go, Tina turned to Angela and added, “But you’re right, it would be great if we could, you know… all of us, I mean, everyone at once, get together some time…”

“Do you mean, a lesbian orgy?” Angela leered. “Mothers and daughters and hot, sweaty sex?”

“Oooh!!” Tina squealed. “That would be, I mean, I never thought I would ever get to do something like that. Do you really think we could?”

“I don’t see why not. And it might be even more fun, of course, if Sheila, Bridget, and their girls would be willing to join us too.”

“Wow…”

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“Well, that was fun,” Sheila said as they rode home. “Did you girls have a good time?”

“Yeah!” the three kids chorused from the back seat.

Bridget smiled. It certainly had been an interesting party. And tomorrow they were planning to get together with the same bunch of women and girls again. Would even more happen then?

Maybe, but right now she had something else to look forward to — actually having sex with her daughter, Debby, only 9 years old. It would be a dream come true for a lesbian pedophile. She tried to stay focused on her driving, but Bridget’s lust was strong and those images kept popping into her head.

Sheila was thinking about sex as well. The BIG TALK ABOUT INCEST, as she’d called it, had gone almost perfectly that afternoon. They’d all agreed to go ahead, not hold back. Everyone seemed to be ready for it. So now she would be sleeping not only with her oldest daughter, Erin, but with Fiona too, and potentially with Bridget and Debby as well. Very exciting!

As the car pulled into their driveway, Sheila impulsively asked, “Do you guys want to sleep over at our house tonight?”

“You know, um…” Bridget shut off the engine. “Maybe…”

She looked in the rear view mirror. “Debby, honey, do you want us to stay here tonight? Or would you rather go home with Mommy, and have it be just you and me?”

Grinning brightly and shrugging her shoulders, the little one answered, “I don’t care. Whatever you want.”

Satisfied that her daughter wasn’t anywhere close to being traumatized, Bridget winked at Sheila. She pulled the key out of the ignition. “Yes,” she said, “let’s make it a sleepover.”

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They entered her hotel room and Eve closed the door behind them, locking it. Her daughters stood waiting. They could tell that something was going to happen, something new and very special.

Paige was in her shorts and sandals and shirt again, although the shirt was unbuttoned almost the whole way down. Gwen was wearing her white mini and crop top. Her tennis shoes were untied. Her thong was back on, still damp in the crotch. The wet spot felt cool between her legs.

Eve was still totally dressed. The girls, of course, had changed several times for the impromptu fashion show, generally wearing less and less with each round. And now the three were alone together. She smiled at them and walked toward the bed, kicking off her shoes on the way.

“Um, let’s have a little talk, okay?” she said as she sat on the bed, patting it. When the girls came over to join her, she scooted up against the headboard, propping up a pillow and leaning back. She drew her long legs up, clasping her arms around her knees. Paige and Gwen, barefoot now as well, faced her attentively.

Eve paused a moment, looking back and forth between her daughters, studying their faces. They’re both so beautiful, she thought, but also very different.

Paige was much prettier, in the classical sense, although Gwen was certainly cute enough. The older girl had a strong athletic body, as her father had, while Paige was slight and probably always would be thin, like her mom. Gwen’s personality was more open, not really outgoing, but usually eager and accepting. Paige could be sullen at times, and often was skeptical, less trusting.

It hadn’t been easy as a single mom raising two kids with such disparate personalities. But they mostly got along, and Eve was certainly pleased with how well the girls were turning out. She also was sexually attracted to them, to both of them, very strongly. That was not something she had admitted to herself until recently, in fact had not even recognized it. But now, looking back, Eve could see that these feelings of desire had been growing steadily inside her during the past few years.

And now they were here, she and her lovely daughters. Tonight would be the night, she hoped.

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Once they went inside, the question arose of where they should sleep. In Sheila’s room, trying to squeeze five into her queen bed? In separate rooms? But no, they all really wanted to be together…

Then Erin said, “I know, Mom! Let’s do like we did that time when I was little, that slumber party in the family room on my birthday with my friends. Remember?”

“Sure,” Sheila nodded, “we could do that.”

So, they gathered up a big pile of blankets and comforters and pillows and spread them out on the floor of the family room, making a nice nest for two moms and three daughters to snuggle in.

When it was ready, Sheila turned to Bridget. “Sorry, I should have asked earlier. Do you want anything to drink?”

“No, I’m fine,” Bridget smiled. “But you go ahead if you want something.”

“You know, I, well, ordinarily I probably would. But I feel kind of bad about this afternoon. I really overdid it. That was too much. I’ll try to be more careful, more responsible.”

Bridget gave her sister a big hug. “I love you, Shiel.”

“I love you too, honey.”

It made Fiona happy to see her mom and her aunt hugging like that. She could tell how much they loved each other. She glanced at her own sister, Erin, standing next to her. Their eyes met and Erin took her hand, squeezing it.

After the long hug ended, the women kissed on the lips and gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment. Then Sheila whispered, “Let’s get ready for bed.”

“Okay.”

Sheila looked at the others. “Everyone get naked now, that’s how we’re sleeping tonight. Then brush teeth, and then we can all cuddle, all right?”

In a flurry of happy, excited giggles, clothes were quickly removed and flung every which way. Squealing with excitement, the girls dashed up to the bathroom together for teeth brushing. Their mothers followed more slowly behind, holding hands, watching the young bodies wiggle and bounce up the stairs.

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Eve took Paige’s hand in one of hers, and Gwen’s hand in the other, holding them warmly.

“I love you both very much,” she said, “and tonight I want to do more than just tell you that. I also want to show you how much I love you. I want to make love with you, with both of you. Do you understand?”

Gwen nodded, her eyes wide. Paige nodded too, but more tentatively.

“Is that, uh, is that something you think you would like?” her mother asked the 11-year-old.

“Yeah, um, it is. I mean, Amanda and Bambi are already doing stuff with their moms, and they said they like it. The only thing is, I wish somebody, you know, had told me about all this before, because, I mean, both their moms showed them or helped them with, like, masturbating and everything. I didn’t even know how until Gwen showed me today. I wish I knew earlier.”

Eve was taken aback. This was the first she’d heard about Gwen teaching Paige to masturbate. She didn’t mind, but it surprised her. She turned to Gwen. “You, uh, you showed her how… today?”

“Yeah, well, she asked me, so I did.”

“That’s fine, I’m glad, but… when was it?”

“Oh, um, right after, you remember when Angela called me, and I went into her room, and I saw you guys in there, and then…” Gwen blushed “…and then she kissed me and everything? So, after that when I went back, Paige asked me and, like, I showed her, or I tried to anyway, while, um, while Bambi and Amanda were kissing and stuff.”

“Did you learn how, honey?” Eve asked Paige.

“Yeah,” the girl nodded proudly. “I watched Gwen and then I did it myself, and after a while it started feeling really good. I kept doing it and then I had, I guess, an orgasm.”

“Wow. Your first one?” her mother asked.

“Uh-huh.”

“Oh my god, that’s amazing.” Eve suddenly reached out and pulled the girl to her, hugging her tightly. “I’m so proud of you, honey. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

Holding her child at arm’s length and looking steadily into her eyes, Eve said, “And I’m very sorry that I didn’t, you know, talk to you more about these things before, earlier. I really should have. With you too, Gwen. I should have been more open with both of you. From now on I will, I promise. Okay?”

“Okay.” The girls nodded, smiling.

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Soon they were all settled in, two moms and three daughters. A light was left on in the hallway so they could see each other, but it was mostly dark and intimate. They huddled under the blankets, warm breath, nervous chuckles, soft skin…

Bridget was on one side, spooning with Debby, facing toward the middle. Fiona was in the center next to Debby, then came Erin, then Sheila. For at least a minute they lay there, no one saying anything, trading glances and smiles, the tension building. Who would make the first move?

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With the party over, the guests gone, and with Eve and her girls down in their own rooms, that left Angela, Bambi, Tina, and Amanda alone in the suite. Which would be plenty, Angela knew, for an arousing session of naughty mother-daughter lesbian sex. She led them into the master bedroom.

Continue on to Chapter 20

 

By Naughty Mommy

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They settled themselves in the various bedrooms as planned. Stacie and Holly were in the largest room, with Stephanie and Hailey in the one next to it. Veronica and Kelly would share one of the beds in the third room that night, with Carol and Jordan in the other bed.

Wearing nothing but bathing suit bottoms made getting undressed quite easy. It turned out, however, that Stephanie was wrong — the novelty and excitement of the unusual sleeping arrangements quickly brought the three little girls back to life.

Jordan in particular was all bubbly, literally bouncing on the bed, jumping up and down naked.

“Come on,” Carol laughed. “Let’s go brush our teeth.”

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Hailey woke up too when her mother set her down and tugged off her bathing suit bottom, then helped her put on clean panties and a pretty nightgown. It felt strange for her not being in the same room with her twin sister. They’d shared a room all their lives, and often a bed too.

Almost every night after the lights were out, one of the girls would quietly get up and crawl in bed with her sister where they would cuddle until they fell asleep. In the morning when Stephanie came in to wake her daughters, that was how she would find them, snuggling in the same bed, arms around each other. It always made her smile.

But at least I’ll be sleeping with Mommy tonight, Hailey thought. That’s nice. Poor Holly has to get in bed with someone else’s mom.

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“Do you have a little nightie to wear?” Stacie asked Holly, who was also wide awake.

“Yeah, um, in here somewhere.”

The 8-year-old blonde was bending naked over her bag. Stacie tried to tear her eyes away from the sight, but she simply couldn’t. It was too enticing. My god, just look at that sweet little bottom and those smooth pussy lips, all pink and puffy. How will I ever fall asleep tonight?

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Carol noticed Veronica taking a nightgown out of her suitcase. “Hey, don’t you know the rules?”

“What do you mean?”

“Last night in the motel, we voted that we’d all sleep nude during the vacation.”

“You did?”

“Yep.” Carol nodded. “Isn’t that right, Kelly?”

“Um, yeah, I mean, sorta we did…” The teen felt her face coloring and her heart beating fast. It was exciting enough to imagine being in the same bed with her mom, but to have both of them naked — whoa!

“Well, okay,” Veronica shrugged. Tossing the gown back in the suitcase, she grinned at her sister, shaking her head. “You do come up with the craziest ideas sometimes.”

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“Mommy?”

“Yes, baby girl?” Stephanie kissed her daughter on the forehead as they nestled warmly in the dark.

“You love Mom a lot, right?”

“Yes, I do, sweetie. I love Mom very much.” Years earlier, in order to keep Veronica and Stephanie both from turning their heads when someone called ‘Mommy’, they’d decided Veronica would be Mom and Stephanie would be Mommy. It worked, most of the time.

Hailey snuggled in even closer. She couldn’t stop thinking about the things she and her sister had heard the previous night in the motel.

“And you love me a lot too, right?”

“Of course I do, you know that. But why are you asking?”

“Um, because I kinda want you to kiss me the way you kiss Mom sometimes. You know, like you really really love me the way you love her.”

“I do love you, sweetheart, really really I do.” She squeezed the girl. “But it’s… different.”

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With their teeth brushed, Carol and Jordan and Veronica and Kelly all got in bed, nude, and turned off the lights. Jordan immediately climbed on top of her Nanna, hugging her and kissing her. Kelly and Veronica were lying side by side in the dark, both on their backs. They could hear the sounds of the kisses.

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“Why is it different?” Hailey asked.

“Well, mommies and daughters don’t kiss the same way lovers do.”

“Why not?”

“Um, it’s, it’s just different, that’s all.”

Stephanie felt frustrated because she knew she wasn’t really answering her daughter’s question. And it was a legitimate question. It deserved an answer.

She wondered if the reason she was having trouble was because part of her wanted to kiss Hailey — and Holly too — the same way she kissed Veronica when they made love. It made her very excited to imagine doing that. But no, there was no way. She had to stop thinking about it. Mothers and daughters don’t do those kinds of things.

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As Stacie lay in bed next to Holly, all she could think about was having Jordan come in her mouth only a few hours earlier. The taste, the smell, the sounds… the slick, hot feeling of her tongue sliding up and down inside her daughter’s pussy… the little gush of juices in her mouth when Jordan climaxed… it was all so vivid, almost as if it was happening all over again.

Tensing her thigh muscles, Stacie felt a tingle in her clit, and yes, a seep of moisture between her pussy lips. She was very wet.

How long would it be until Holly fell asleep? And once she did, could Stacie really masturbate in bed with the child next to her? Could she keep herself from doing so?

She was just so turned on. If it was her daughter lying beside her, there was no question what she would do. They would have sex. And that made her wonder what Jordan was doing right then in bed with her Nanna. Was she sleeping? Or could they be up to something else?

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Jordan had her hand on Nanna’s breast, rubbing it and squeezing it and pulling on the hard nipple as they kissed. Carol stroked the little girl’s warm back, her legs, her bottom. Jordan sucked on her tongue, and Carol moaned out loud.

Was this right, Carol wondered, doing it with the others in the same room? Maybe they ought to stop — but hell, no, she didn’t want to stop! She couldn’t!!

Veronica and Kelly both were wide awake. They each tried to control their breathing, stay quiet, pretending to be oblivious, neither one wanting to acknowledge to the other that they were listening closely. But both were keenly aware that something special was happening in the bed next to theirs, something almost unheard of.

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“Will you show me how you kiss Mom?”

“What?”

“I just kind of, you know, want to see how it feels. Will you show me?” Holly asked.

“Well… I…”

My god, thought Stephanie, this is like something out of one of those stories I’m always reading. But those are just fantasy, and this is real!

“Just one kiss, okay? Show me how you do it.”

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Maybe I should get out of bed and go in the bathroom, Stacie thought. I could masturbate in there and Holly would never know about it. But, ick, it’s kind of cold and sterile in the bathroom. Here it’s so nice and warm and cozy. I can feel her body next to mine. She’s quiet and still. Surely she must be asleep by now.

All right, I’ll just stay here. And I won’t actually masturbate. I won’t let myself go all the way. I’ll just rub myself a little bit, that’s all, just get the feeling.

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Jordan’s mouth was at her Nanna’s breast. Their long sexy kiss had ended, and now she was sucking on the nipple, teasing it with her tongue, sometimes licking and even biting, doing what she knew her Nanna loved.

“Yes, yes, yes, baby girl,” Carol sighed in the dark.

And as she sucked on her grandmother’s nipple, the child also rode her leg, humping her little pussy on the woman’s thigh. It was instinctive — she didn’t think about what she was doing, it simply happened, automatically, and it felt very good, so she continued doing it.

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Holly was on her side, facing away from Stacie, but lying very close, her bottom pressed against the pretty lady’s hip. It felt nice and warm. She was trying her best to fall asleep, but that still seemed far away. It was all just so interesting, so different.

And now, she realized, something was happening, a very gentle kind of movement. Stacie’s body was moving next to hers. It was only a little bit, like a tiny rocking, but she could definitely feel it. And it sounded like she was starting to breathe faster too. What was she doing?

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Stephanie’s pulse was racing. Was she really going to do it? Well, why shouldn’t she? Only one little kiss, a single kiss, that couldn’t hurt anything, right?

She turned on her side toward Hailey. “Okay, but… only one kiss.”

“Ooh, good!”

Enough light filtered in through the curtains that she could easily see her child’s face. Hailey’s eyes were bright with anticipation. Stephanie saw the girl lick her lips. They gleamed moistly.

“I mean it now,” she whispered. “I’ll show you, but only one kiss, just one or two, and then you have to go to sleep, okay?”

“Sure, okay.”

She took Hailey’s face in her hands, looked into her eyes for a moment, then down at her mouth, and slowly brought their lips together.

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My god, I’m so wet! Just like I knew I would be…

Stacie dipped a finger into her slit, then used the slippery juices to smooth and soften the touch on her clit. This wouldn’t take very long, not long at all. She was so turned on, so ready. Except — except I told myself I wasn’t really going to do it tonight, not go all the way, not have an orgasm. Not with Holly right next to me.

Okay, so I won’t. I’ll just rub my clit a little bit, that’s enough. Open up my pussy with the other hand and reach in again, feel how wet I am inside. Ooh, so nice, I won’t do anything more though…

What is that, Holly thought, that smell? It’s just like… something… oh, I know! It’s almost like it was last night, when Hailey and me heard Mom and Mommy having sex and it smelled that way. Almost exactly the same. But Stacie can’t be having sex. She’s all by herself. Unless it’s, there’s that other thing, that big word, when you play with yourself. Was that the same as having sex? Would it smell the same way?

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Veronica knew the smell, and she knew the sound. There was no doubt at all. Her sister, Carol, was fucking herself in the bed right next to theirs. And she was doing something with Jordan too, almost certainly something sexual. She could hear them whispering to each other. Slowly turning her head to the side, she opened her eyes enough to make out… what was it… oh my god, Jordan is sucking Carol’s tit!

She opened her eyes a little wider, at the same time pressing her own legs together, stimulating her clit. Jesus Christ, this is hot! I wonder if I should, uh, could I, maybe get up and join them? But no, not with Kelly here in the room with us. That wouldn’t be right, would it? My god, it was so confusing.

Carol drew her fingers out of her cunt and brought them up to her mouth, licking and sucking them. She loved the taste of pussy. Then she put her hands on her granddaughter’s butt, squeezing her cheeks as the child humped her leg. What a fucking hot little girl she is, Carol thought. I am the luckiest woman in the world.

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Hailey was in heaven. She never knew before. Sometimes she and Holly would kiss — well, they kissed a lot actually, and it was really nice. She loved her twin sister and she loved kissing her in bed at night — but they never kissed like this!

Her mother was almost on top of her, holding her face with her hands, one leg over hers, breathing really hard, her mouth all wet and open, her tongue going inside Hailey’s mouth, making her feel funny and special and kind of jumpy inside, her lips sliding around on hers, nibbling at her sometimes, and then suddenly the tongue is pushing in again, going everywhere, and she’s moaning now and rubbing up against me — Mommy is getting so excited!

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Holly would have to ask her sister about this, about the smell and all that, about whether playing with yourself, that big word, um — master-something — if that was the same thing as having sex or not. They talked about everything, and Holly really wanted to talk to Hailey about this.

She was lying completely still, as still as she could, her bottom pressing against Stacie’s side. And Stacie was moving a lot now, breathing really fast, even moaning a little bit. She was definitely doing something, and that smell was even stronger than before.

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Holding Jordan’s butt tightly in her hands, Carol pulled her in closer, sliding her up until the little girl’s pussy was right on top of her own.

Jordan released the hard wet nipple from her mouth. “Pony-Pony?” she asked.

“Yes, baby,” Carol nodded. “Pony-Pony.”

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As she rubbed her clit with her wet finger, she pictured her daughter, Jordan, that cute face between her legs, with Stacie riding Pony on her tongue.

Except… when they did that, Jordan would be under her, with Stacie on top. So maybe she should turn over, onto her stomach, so she could really get the picture. All right, she would do that. Hopefully it won’t wake Holly when I turn over. She has to be asleep by this time, right?

Holly felt Stacie turning over, of course. And she wondered what it meant. Was Stacie finished? Would she go to sleep now? But no, that didn’t happen.

Stacie started moving again, if anything even faster than before. She was almost bouncing on the bed, moving really fast and breathing hard. Holly knew this had to be some kind of sex, that master thing or whatever it was, and it made her feel very excited. Could a girl her age do that too? An 8-year-old? Should she try?

Continue on to Chapter 19

By Naughty Mommy

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“Stacie?” As Stephanie reached the top of the stairs she saw that the door to the master bedroom was shut. The other bedroom doors stood open, the rooms empty.

She walked to the closed door and knocked softly. “Stacie? You guys okay?”

Shit! thought Stacie. She looked at her daughter, lying naked on the bed. Jordan’s hairless little pussy was gleaming wet, covered with her own juices and her mother’s saliva.

“Yeah, um, just a sec —” Stacie called. Then she whispered to Jordan, “You go in the bathroom, okay? Quick!”

Jordan frowned, not totally understanding, but then shrugged and did as she was asked. Stacie wiped her mouth with her hands and tried to compose herself. She hoped the smell wouldn’t be too obvious. Then she went to the door and opened it.

“Hey,” Stacie smiled.

“Hey, I just wanted to make sure you guys were all right.” Stephanie noticed that the woman’s face was flushed, beads of perspiration on her forehead. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah, I, uh, we’re fine. I just, you know, came up to get a sweater or something, and then Jordan had to go to the bathroom.”

“But you’re not sick?”

“No, I, I feel fine, really. Do I look sick?” she tried to chuckle.

“I guess not. Okay. I’m sorry to be a pest, just checking is all.”

“That’s all right. No problem. We’ll be down in a minute.”

“Okay, sure,” Stephanie nodded, then turned and walked back toward the stairs.

If she wasn’t certain it was ridiculous, she could swear she’d scented something like… the smell of female sex. But that was ridiculous, so surely she must have been mistaken.

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With the sun setting, the breeze was picking up and there was a slight chill in the air. Carol’s nipples were hard, and not from arousal, at least not at the moment. She wondered if they should go in soon. Maybe so. She’d seen something inside while looking around after they arrived and now might be the time to bring that out.

She sat up, stretching. “Hey you guys, I’m getting kind of cold. You want to go in? I found a game I thought we might want to play tonight.”

“Sure, that’s fine,” Veronica agreed.

She and Kelly and the twins got up, taking all their things and going into the condo, followed by Carol.

Stephanie was just coming down the stairs. “What’s up?” she asked.

“Carol says she has a game she wants to play,” Veronica told her.

“Okay, good,” said Stephanie. “Jordan and Stacie will be down soon. Does anybody want something else to drink? Or maybe a snack? Should I get out some chips and stuff?”

Kneeling in front of a cupboard, Carol pulled out a box with Twister on the cover.

“Ooh, great!” Kelly grinned.

The other pair shortly returned from upstairs, both now wearing shirts. Fresh drinks were obtained for those who wanted them, Stephanie opened a few bags of chips and pretzels and passed them around, and then they all settled onto a sofa, a loveseat, and a pair of padded wicker chairs. A coffee table had been pushed aside, making room for the Twister mat to be spread in the center of the floor.

Carol stood in front of the group, hands on her hips, looking around. “All right, before we start” — she pointed at Stacie and Jordan — “you two take off your shirts. We all have to be topless to play this game.”

Giggling, the young mother and daughter complied.

“And we’ll go in order of age. So Jordan, you’re first. Come here, sweetie.” The little girl got up and went to her grandmother.

“Do you know how to play?” Carol asked.

“No.”

“It’s okay, I’ll show you. It’s easy.” Then she flicked the spinner. It came to rest on Left Foot Blue.

“Now you put your foot, your left foot, on one of the blue circles, okay?”

“Like this?”

“That’s right. And just keep it there. Okay, um, Holly and Hailey, which of you two is older?”

“I am,” Hailey announced, “by eleven minutes.”

“All right,” Carol chuckled, “so you’re next. And Holly, you’re after her.”

Hailey stood next to Carol, who spun again. “Left Hand Yellow.”

The slender blonde found a yellow circle and put her hand on it, kneeling beside the mat.

“Jordan, honey, you put your left hand on a yellow circle too.”

“Here?”

“Yes, perfect. Okay, Holly?”

After ten minutes, everyone but Carol was fully involved in the game. The spinner had been spun numerous times, and now three little girls, a teenager, and three moms were sprawled on the mat, wound all around each other. There were plenty of laughs, and more than a few players found themselves becoming aroused too.

Kelly was leaning back on her hands, crab style, her legs spread wide apart. Pressed against her on one side was Stacie, with Jordan on the other side, her little bottom sticking in Kelly’s face. Behind her was Holly and partway under her was Hailey. She wasn’t exactly sure where Stephanie was, somewhere she couldn’t see.

What really had the teen excited, though, was the position of her mom, Veronica. The way the game had developed, Veronica ended up stretched across Kelly’s middle, one hand reaching between her legs to a blue spot underneath her and the other reaching over her to a green spot — with a naked breast nestling right in her daughter’s crotch.

Others were in similarly intimate poses.

Stacie had a nice closeup view of Veronica’s ass, and someone down there — maybe one of the twins, she wasn’t sure — had an arm wedged tightly in Stacie’s crotch. Hailey was mostly underneath Kelly, but her face was very close to her mother’s breast, the brown nipple long and stiff. Jordan’s nose was in Stephanie’s lap. Only a little lower, Stephanie thought, and the child will be sniffing my pussy! Her own arm was wrapped around Holly’s bare chest.

“Okay, now it’s my turn,” Carol said.

She carefully studied the positions of the players, then spun. No one else could see the spinner, given their contortions, so she announced “Left Foot Red,” then quickly spun again, said, “Right Hand Yellow,” and leaned over the top of Kelly, lowering her breast directly onto the teenager’s face, her erect nipple brushing against Kelly’s lips.

But the added weight was too much. Somewhere underneath, a hand began to slip. “Uh-oh!” Someone started to fall. “Yikes!” A leg flew out. “Whoops!” And the whole bunch toppled together, laughing wildly, limbs and bodies entwined.

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Angela was quite pleased with the party she’d set up. All the girls were getting along well, with no one left out, and they’d even engaged in some mild sex play, she noticed, flashing each other. That was a good sign. The women, too, were eagerly flirting and teasing, enjoying themselves, feeling the sexual energy in the air.

She checked her watch. It was not quite 8:30. They’d finished dinner a while ago and were just polishing off the desserts. In a few more minutes she would ask the servers to clear the buffet (but leave the bar). The tables were all on wheels and could roll straight into the large elevator, so that wouldn’t take very long. And then her group would be alone, free to do as they pleased, five women and seven girls ready for some naughty lesbian fun.

Angela caught Gwen’s eyes, signaling her. The teenager put down her empty dessert plate and quickly came over.

“Is everything all set?” the woman asked. “Any problems with the newer kids?”

“No,” Gwen giggled. “I think they were kind of surprised at first, but all three said they’d be glad to join in. Everyone’s up for it.”

“That’s good. Thanks so much for your help.” She kissed the girl on the cheek.

“Of course,” Gwen beamed. “Anything, just ask.”

Twenty minutes later, they were ready.

Some of the chairs were rearranged so the women could sit in a semicircle with a large open space in front of them. Two luggage racks, the kind from which garment bags could be hung, had been rolled out from the third bedroom and were placed near the piano. The racks had been brought up earlier by the hotel staff along with the buffet per Angela’s instructions. Now the racks were loaded with an assortment of pretty dresses collected from Bambi, Paige, Gwen, Eve, and Angela herself before their guests arrived. There were several cute skirts too, plus blouses and tops and shorts and underwear and lingerie, along with sandals and high heels.

Angela stood in front, facing Sheila, Bridget, Eve, and Tina, who were seated. Behind her, the girls blushed and giggled.

“Now we have a special treat,” the tall blonde announced. “A fashion show, presented by your daughters. The girls have decided among themselves who will model what for us, and in which order. I’ve left that all up to them. Girls?”

Angela took a seat as she and the other women gave an opening round of applause. Gwen stepped forward, still in her white mini and crop top. “Okay, um. Thanks, everyone. It’ll take just a minute while we start changing.”

She pointed to the other girls, urging them to go. In a flurry of excited laughter, the six younger ones rushed behind the luggage racks and began stripping out of their clothes. Much to the delight of the moms, frequent glimpses of bare skin could be seen.

“So, uh, Erin will be first. Soon as she’s ready,” Gwen said, nervously twisting her hands behind her back. Looking over her shoulder, she whispered, “Come on, hurry up!”

After much more giggling, Erin finally emerged. The women sighed in appreciation as they saw her.

Blushing deeply, but smiling and holding her head high, the 15-year-old came to stand in front of them. She was wearing a pleated pink skirt, knee-length, and pink heeled sandals with white tights. But it was a sheer white organza blouse that drew everyone’s attention, for underneath it Erin wore nothing at all. Her lovely round breasts, set high on her chest, and her almost cherry red nipples were plainly visible.

Stunned silence soon gave way to applause, even cheering and some whistles. The teenager glowed, basking in their attention. Slowly she turned around for them, making two complete circles, and then strode back to the other girls.

“Okay, good. Now, um, here’s Fiona,” said Gwen.

The diminutive 12-year-old was in one of Bambi’s outfits: a flirty skater skirt, bright red, and a white eyelet top with spaghetti straps, along with black lace-up ankle boots with short heels. Her cute legs were bare. But that was not all that was bare. The admiring oohs and ahhs from the women turned suddenly to startled gasps when the girl twirled around, her little skirt flying up — she had no panties!

“Oh my god, yes!” Sheila exclaimed, laughing and clapping. It was certainly a surprise to see her young daughter showing off that way to these women, but she didn’t mind it a bit. A sexy girl should let everyone see what she has, that was her attitude.

Fiona pranced merrily in front of them for half a minute, letting her skirt fling every which way, before retreating to the luggage racks amid boisterous cheers from her audience, the other girls included.

“That was really good, Fiona!” Bambi gushed. “See, they liked it!”

“Yeah, you were right!” Impulsively Fiona grabbed the younger girl, who’d encouraged her to model without undies, and kissed her mouth. “Thanks!!”

“You’re welcome!”

As she pulled back from the kiss, Fiona realized with a start that the 10-year-old blonde was only half dressed, wearing a short-sleeved white blouse but nothing down below, giving her an unhindered view of the girl’s hairless pink pussy.

Bambi grinned at her new friend for a moment, then quickly resumed getting ready for her upcoming turn in front of the moms.

As the applause for Fiona died down, Gwen announced, “So, uh, next is my beautiful sister, Paige.”

Eve was almost ready to climax, just sitting there on the sofa between Angela and Sheila. All of these incredibly sexy young girls, including her own daughters, showing themselves to her and the other women — it was unbelievable, and so hot!

Paige came out in a tiny dress that barely covered her behind. Eve hadn’t seen it before, so she assumed it must be Bambi’s. The dress was festooned with black sequins and trimmed with silver beads. Paige also wore extremely high spike heels, four inches at least. She walked a little awkwardly, but the combined effect of the shoes and the short dress made her legs appear almost impossibly long and slim. God, she was irresistible. Eve wanted to leap up and make love to her right in front of everyone!

She didn’t, but she gulped down the rest of her cognac as she stared at her daughter’s legs and then asked Angela for more. The decanter was on a table just behind them, so her snifter was quickly refreshed.

Paige paraded in front of the women, spinning a few times. When the dress lifted, they could see that she was wearing a black thong, her perfect bottom fleetingly on view. They clapped and cheered, the 11-year-old reveling in their adulation.

Before the next girl was introduced, Erin came out to replace Gwen as emcee. The teenagers shared a quick embrace and a kiss on the lips, a warm friendship rapidly developing.

Erin, still in her pink skirt and sheer white blouse, smiled prettily at the audience. With a giggle, she said, “And now, here’s Bambi and Amanda!”

The little girls danced out, hand in hand. Both wore plaid miniskirts, white blouses, white socks, and buckled shoes. Their outfits weren’t quite identical, but close enough. Colored ribbons in their blonde pigtails completed the look. They strode back and forth, really showing off, vamping for the excited moms. The applause was loud and continuous. Finally they struck a pose. Facing each other, hands clasped in the middle, they leaned in, each raising a dainty leg behind her, and kissed. It was divine.

Bowing together, smiles splashed across their faces, the two girls acknowledged the cheers, then skipped back to join the others.

Tina was thrilled, so proud of her beautiful daughter. How lucky they were to have met up with this group. It warmed Tina’s heart — and her pussy! — to see the way Amanda and Bambi were forming such a close bond. No doubt about it, the vacation she’d planned was a wonderful idea.

Next up was Debby, who was introduced by Erin at Gwen’s suggestion as “the legendary Mata Hari!”

The 9-year-old was in something like a belly dance costume, with a sheer veiled top that allowed her flat chest and little nipples to show through, and a short sparkly yellow skirt with layers of taffeta. Her panties, frequently on display, also were yellow and ruffly. Multiple bracelets adorned each wrist and several gaudy necklaces hung around the girl’s neck. She writhed and wiggled in front of the women, who clapped adoringly. Although not exactly much of a dancer, there was no denying the child’s tempting allure. Bridget cheered louder than anyone else.

There was a brief delay. Everyone but Gwen had now appeared. The moms peered between the dresses and things hung on the racks, hoping for a glimpse of the tall teenager’s naked body as she prepared to model.

At last she came out, crawling on all fours, cute cat whiskers drawn with eyeliner on her cheeks. She was in a sheer black bodysuit and seemingly nothing else. The audience went wild. Gwen slinked in front of them, finally getting to her feet, swaying sinuously in a pair of black stiletto heels. Now they could see that she had a tiny black g-string on under the suit. But her breasts and erect nipples were clearly visible. She turned slowly, her firm butt swinging back and forth, driving the women insane with lust.

For Gwen it was magical, a scene from an impossible dream. Never had she imagined she could get this kind of reaction using her body and her sex appeal. Did she really have sex appeal? Apparently she did! She smiled at the faces gazing up at her, looking one by one at each of them, staring into their eyes, licking her lips seductively. Wow, this was fun, and it made her so excited! She could feel her pussy soaking the little g-string.

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They laughed and rolled together on the floor at the end of the Twister game. Slowly disentangling, moms and daughters leaned back on their hands, grinning at each other, catching their breath.

“So, what’s next?” Stephanie asked. “Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Yeah, Princess Bride!” “Beauty and the Beast!” “School of Rock!”

They all started getting up, the girls debating what they should watch. Carol gathered up the mat and spinner, returning them to the box. Stephanie carried empty glasses into the kitchen, adding ice and refilling drinks. When she came back, the choice had been made. It would be Spirited Away.

Everyone still topless, they snuggled under blankets to see the movie. Lights were turned down. Veronica, Stephanie, Hailey and Holly were on the sofa. Kelly was in a chair with Jordan on her lap. In the loveseat were Carol and Stacie. After a few minutes, Jordan went to join her Mommy and her Nanna, while Kelly squeezed in with her two moms and the twins on the sofa.

It was a warm, quiet finish to the evening, a relaxing end for the exciting first day of their San Diego vacation. They cuddled as the movie ran, exchanging soft kisses and gentle caresses. Before long, Jordan was asleep. Holly and Hailey tried their very best to stay awake, but soon they too were off in dreamland.

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The second round of fashion modeling was equally stimulating. This time the girls wore bikinis, each one, it seemed, even tinier than the one preceding it. As before, Gwen and Tina split the emcee duties, switching halfway through.

When the third round began, this one focused on lingerie, Bridget actually found herself stifling a yawn. Was it all the rich food, the abundant alcohol? Surely it wasn’t the entertainment! But anyway, she knew that if she was starting to feel sleepy, her little girl, who was barely 9, very likely was too. It was getting quite late, after all, way past Debby’s bedtime.

The moms clapped enthusiastically for the sexy models as one by one they came out in revealing nighties or scanty bras and panties. But there was a growing sense among the women, albeit unspoken, that they were now looking beyond this event, thinking about what was coming up soon when they would retire to bed with their deliciously enticing daughters.

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As the movie reached a conclusion and the closing credits rolled, Stephanie and Veronica smiled at each other, and at Kelly between them. On their laps Holly and Hailey snoozed.

Carol got slowly to her feet, stretching. Jordan was curled up in Stacie’s arms, fast asleep.

“It almost seems a shame to take the little ones upstairs, maybe wake them up,” Veronica said softly.

“But if we don’t wake them,” Carol winked, “how can we play with them in bed?”

Stephanie and Veronica nodded uneasily, not quite sure what to make of that remark.

“Anyway,” Stephanie said, after a moment, “chances are they won’t wake up at all. I think they’re pretty beat.”

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“Will we see you tomorrow?” Angela asked as she walked her guests to the elevator, the fashion show complete and the girls back (mostly) in their clothes. “What are your plans?”

Sheila smiled. “No plans that I know of. My sister and I are both schoolteachers, so we have the summer off.”

“Well, we’d love to have you join us again. Perhaps for brunch, say, around 1:00?”

Bridget and Sheila looked at each other. It was an easy decision.

“Sure, why not?” Sheila nodded.

Continue on to Chapter 18