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Mother & Daughter

By: TalentedMistress



Louise had been serving her Master faithfully and lovingly for years. Always striving to be the best she could. And during this time she had been subtly grooming her daughter Jayne. Jayne was unaware that everything her mother had shown her and told her over the years had a point... a very definite point.

Louise's Master had expressed a desire to own a mother and daughter... to have both serve him as slaves. Louise had known this for many years and subtly and carefully she had been grooming Jayne to fulfill this special role. At last it was Jayne's 21st birthday, the day it had been agreed would be her introduction to her new role in life... a role as a slave.

During the past two months Louise had been training Jayne, explaining to her what she would be required to do. In fact since Jayne had turned 18 Louise had been showing her by example the way to defer to the Master, how to ensure that His creature comforts were seen to... cooking the food He enjoyed, making sure he had the drink he preferred, leaving Him undisturbed when He was working... to mention just a few things. Also during this time Louise had spoken of what would be expected once Jayne turned 21. At this age Jayne would have earned a University degree and would be ready to begin her life. A life of servitude... servitude to Louise's Master. Up until this date Jayne knew she had a choice, knew she could say no. But curiously the word was never spoken.

And at last the day had come when Louise was to prepare her daughter. Louise was apprehensive, scared and yet an excitement filled her. To make this gift to her Master was the ultimate sacrifice. So Louise began to prepare Jayne for her first introduction to her Master.

A bath was run, warm and inviting. When the tub was full Louise instructed Jayne to step in and wash herself; to ensure her legs and pubic area were shaved smooth. She said that the hair under her arms was to remain and nothing more than soap was to be used. Jayne was an obedient daughter and did as her mother wished. While Jayne was bathing Louise prepared the clothing to be worn for her presentation. Each article of clothing had been carefully selected.

Louise laid out on the bed, sheer black hose, a lacy black garter belt and at the foot of the bed 5-inch heels. Alongside the underthings was a gauzy tunic... opaque in colour and slit up the sides. She next got out garments for herself, for the first time Jayne was to see her mother in her true state, dressed as her Master wished. Louise was to wear only a corset, thigh-his, heels and the silver collar master had given her on her birthday. 

Going to back to the bathroom, Louise hurried Jayne, knowing Master was due home in less than two hours. A long time it might seem but not when there was so much still to do. "Darling," Louise said, "it's time to get out and dried." Jayne emerged from the tub and for the first time in a long time Louise looked at her daughter, looked at her as if Master would. She saw the high firm breasts, the tapered waist and flaring hips, the long legs. A small sigh escaped her lips before she mentally shook herself and continued with the preparations. As Jayne went to the bedroom to dry, Louise sank into the still warm water and quickly washed herself, ridding herself of the day's grime. Once washed she got out of the tub and drying quickly walked naked into the bedroom.

Jayne had seen her mother naked many times and still marveled at how good she looked despite her age, not that Louise was old, just older. Flashing her mum a nervous smile she asked, "Well, now what?" Louise smiled back at her and indicated the clothing on the bed. "Dress in these things. Master expects this of you, especially today." As Jayne began to dress she asked her mother many questions, all revolving around what would be expected of her. Louise patiently explained, pointing out several times examples of how Jayne had 'served' in the past. At the same time Louise dressed. 

Once both women were adorned in the manner Master had prescribed they looked at each other for a moment. Louise noted how her daughter's breasts were emphasised by the tunic; the areola standing out now they had been rouged. The long legs encased in the hose and secured by the garter belt, the shadow of her womanhood could be seen. Louise stepped forward and hugged her daughter, whispering, "Jayne, today will change your life forever. Today you will know what it is to serve without hesitation. Right now is your last chance to refuse. Master has said that if you are not committed to this new beginning you only have to say. But if you go forward there is no going back."

Jayne thought for a moment or two before replying. "Mother, " she began, " Since I was old enough to understand I have seen you and seen how happy you are. I have known for a long time the relationship you share with Jay, and I have been envious. To know such love and devotion is something I want to share." They hugged in mutual excitement, for the last time as mother and daughter. From this moment on they would be slaves together. 

Louise stole a look at the clock and realised there was no time left. With a check of Jayne's apparel and makeup then at her own, she gave a small satisfied nod. Taking her daughter's hand she led her down the staircase and into a side room. Louise's instructions had been clear; She was to present Jayne in an appropriate manner after Master was home. Leaving her daughter Louise proceeded to the entryway and was on her knees in the correct manner just as she heard the key turn in the lock.

Master Jay opened the door, a smile of pleasure on His face as he saw Louise on her knees; legs splayed wide, her upper body resting on the cold tiles. As His gaze roamed over her, he noted her clothing, such as it was, and His smile broadened. He knew that the way she was dressed meant that Jayne had acquiesced. His loins tightened at the thought. For a long time he had fanaticized about having a mother and daughter and he knew tonight that was about to come true. He strode forward and placed one hand on Louise's head, gently caressing it before sliding his hand down her cheek and under her chin. With the slightest pressure he raised her face so she could see Him. "My pet," He breathed. She looked up at Him as he spoke and a smile crossed her face. Increasing the pressure he forced Louise to stand, then slowly he bent and gently kissed her lips. Her joy had increased ten fold knowing that she had pleased Him already.

He strode to the den and sat in his favourite chair. Without a word Louise brought him a drink and ensured he was comfortable before sinking to her knees at His side. She knew to wait until He gave the command. What seemed like an eternity she waited, but it was less than a few minutes. He leaned to caress her breasts, smiling as her nipples hardened; he tugged lightly on the rings making her moan. Hi hand ran down her belly to her slit and sliding a finger along it discovered how wet she was. "Tonight excites you doesn't it my slut?" He asked. She blushed and nodded. He gave a low chuckle. "Now slut, bring me my prize!" He commanded. 

Without another word, Louise rose and walked to the side room, Master Jay watched enjoying the provocative sway of her hips. Within seconds He was given a sight He had only dreamed of. Walking towards him was both mother and daughter, so alike and yet so different. The mother shorter, more curvy, womanly... the daughter tall and lean... and yet both displayed the same demeanour, one of subservience. They approached until they were a foot away from Him, just as he had instructed. His eyes roamed over one and then the other. His cock hardened in his trousers. With an imperious flick of His hand Louise took Jayne by the hand and led her to stand directly in front of Master, then moved to once more kneel at His feet. Her eyes darting between Him and Jayne. 

Master Jay leant forward in his chair and ran a hand possessively over Jayne's breasts and belly. He felt her quiver at his touch. "Do not be afraid my dear. I shall not hurt you" He was rewarded with a small smile before Jayne shot a look to her mother. Louise smiled back at her giving her silent encouragement. Master chuckled at this interaction too pleased with what was to come to think of punishing either for their display. Reclining back in His chair He spoke once more. "Jayne, tonight will be a beginning for you. Tonight you start your training as a slave. My pet, your mother, has been giving you verbal instruction but from now on your training will be in MY hands." Jayne felt her knees shake at His words, but in her heart she knew that this was what she wanted, what she needed, what she craved. "Come! "He commanded as He rose from His chair. Louise gracefully stood and both she and Jayne followed Him from the room...

At the top of the stairs Louise motioned Jayne to the bathroom whispering that she was to run a bath for Master. As Jayne went to do this Louise continued to follow Master Jay. In the bedroom she waited before Him, not moving till He signaled for her to begin. He took His time, looking over His slave, admiring the way her breasts were displayed by the corset, the rouged nipples so prominent, the rings glinting in the light. He strode toward her and pulled on the left one, tugging it till she gasped. He lowered His head to capture her sounds in His mouth. He teased and tantalised with his tongue then stepped back. He noted how Louise's breasts were heaving, a smile on His lips. 

With a hand He casually stroked her cunt, pleased at the wetness there... "So slut... I see you are ready for me." Louise flushed, delighted that He was pleased with her state of arousal. He thrust a finger inside... quick and brutal... Louise sighed with pleasure, her hips reacting and thrusting forward. "Be still my slut!" He commanded and immediately Louise forced herself to stay still. He worked one then two then three fingers into her cunt, pushing them deep, feeling her juices begin to flow. As quickly as He had invaded her cunt His hand left it. Bringing it to His face He sniffed deeply then offered His hand. Louise needed no second prompt... her tongue flicked out of her mouth as she licked His fingers greedily. The taste of herself exciting her more.

"Undress me!" He commanded. And without another word Louise stripped her Master of His clothing, her hands lingering now and then. Her body swaying toward His. He captured her in His hands, sweeping her close before kissing her... long hard and deep. Then with one movement pushed her away, "Not yet my pet," He stated, "Soon I shall take you. However, I believe you have a surprise for me." At His words Louise took Him by the hand and without a word led Him to the bathroom.

Standing silent and with head bowed was Jayne. The tub was full of warm water, inviting Him to step in. He walked close to Jayne and with a finger below her chin raised her face so she had no choice but to look at Him. Her breath caught in her throat, her breasts moving beneath her garment. He noted the subtle changes... with a hand he caressed her cheek, down her neck, straying over her breasts. He marveled at how they were so different to her mother's. Jayne's were small but pert, firm to the touch. He motioned Louise closer and with His free hand he caressed Louise's right breast. His eyes closed for a moment as he absorbed the difference. Both so pleasing in their own way. His ryes still closed he drifted his hand down further till He reached their cunts. He slide a finger along each then gave a chuckle. "Both mother and daughter are hot and wet for Master," He stated. He rubbed first one clit then the other, their whimpers soft. He stopped rubbing and turned and got into the tub. 

Louise knelt at the side of the tub and began to wash Master Jay. Her every move dedicated to arousing Him and yet also giving silent instruction to Jayne. Her hands washing Him gently, stroking and caressing... as always leaving His cock till last. She had finished all but that. Louise motioned to Jayne to come closer. Jayne approached and sank to her knees. With a look to her mother she knew what she was to do. Taking the washcloth, she lathered it with soap and then lowered it into the water. With slow but deliberate swipes she washed His cock. She felt Him harden in her hand, and at the same time felt her cunt get wet. He moaned low in His throat as her hand continued its work. He snaked a hand put and grabbed Louise by her hair pulling her to Him. He began to kiss Louise and with every stroke of Jayne's hand on His cock he thrust His tongue into Louise's mouth. In the back of her mind she wondered about this, about if it were right. But she knew He made the decisions and all she had to do was please Him.

With a decisive move Master Jay halted all movement of the women. He rose from the tub, His nakedness causing gasps of delight. He stepped out into the warm towel Louise was holding. Without another glance he proceeded into the bedroom, Louise and Jayne following behind. He lay on the bed and waited. Louise had brought another towel with her and quickly dried Him off. She undid the towel at His waist, looking at His cock... so hard, she licked her lips unconsciously causing Him to chuckle. "Here pet. Come taste." Louise had forgotten that Jayne was in the room, she moved forward and kneeling beside Him she lowered her mouth onto His rigid manhood. Her tongue and mouth licking and sucking at Him. All the while He was watching Jayne, noting her reactions. 

A flick of the hand brought Jayne beside Him, she stood trembling unsure of what was to happen. He took a hand and ran it up her leg from knee to thigh. Then higher till He could feel her heat, her wet pussy. He could smell both of them, an intoxicating aroma... the smell of sex... hot and wild. He fingered Jayne's cunt as Louise sucked His cock, the cries and whimpers intermingling. "Jayne, "He said in a soft voice. She jumped as if the words were spoken in a loud voice. "Y-yes Sir" she replied. 

"Come join your mother!". Jayne did as she was bid, sinking to her knees at the side of the bed. Her mouth and tongue licking and sucking in tandem with Louise's. Master's moans encouraging them on. With His powerful hands He grabbed each of them by the hair and pulled them away. Louise knew that the final moment had come. Standing she took Jayne by the hand and led her to the empty side of the bed. Louise laid Jayne down next to Master then retreated to a chair in the room. She sat with legs wide and watched the bed. She knew what was to happen... it both excited her and made her a little afraid. She had tried to prepare Jayne for this moment, but words cannot compare to the reality.

As Jayne lay docile beside Master Jay, she was unaware of what was to come. A click brought her more awake, then the second click made her cry out. She tried to move only to discover her hands were immobilised. Before she could utter another sound her ankles were also restrained. Master Jay moved to the closet and extracted a flogger, running it through His hands He smiled. He returned to the bed and lightly ran the leather strands across Jayne's body, she could feel them through the garment she wore. With one hand He grasped her tunic at the neck and with a swift movement rent it in two. Jayne lay there helpless and exposed. For the first time tonight she felt genuine fear. She darted a glance at Louise, and was reassured by the smile she saw. Swallowing slowly she prepared herself as best she could.

Master Jay drew His hand back...

... with a well practiced flick of His wrist He brought the flogger down across Jayne's belly. Jayne jumped not from pain but from surprise... there was not even a sting. He smiled down at her. "Little one, " He began, "This is your first time and as such it will not be too intense. Later when you are used to this I shall increase the strength." With that said He brought the flogger down again, a little harder... enough to sting. Jayne's eyes were wide partly with fear and partly with excitement. Although she had known this man for years she was unsure of Him right at the moment. She bit her lip as she saw His arm raise again, but as the flogger hit a little harder again she could not suppress the cry that escaped her lips.

Master Jay ran His hand over the light marks now showing on her milky white skin, a pleased smile on His face. When Jayne was quiet once more, He brought the flogger down across her breasts, again not hard but with sting. Once, twice, three times He hit each breast, noting how they reddened. Then leaning down He took one hardened nipple and tugged on it, pulling it away from her body watching as her small breast strained. Jayne was whimpering softly. He rolled it between His fingers never easing on the pressure. Bending He took the hard nub between His teeth and bit it. Jayne's moan delighted Him and He bit again, this time flicking it with His tongue. Jayne moaned a little louder, her splayed legs moving restlessly. He ran a hand over her belly to her pussy, pleased with how smooth it was, then slide a finger along her slit. It was hot and wet, the clit hardening at the touch. He rubbed His finger up and down the slit then thrust a finger inside. Working it in and out He could hear her juices sloshing inside. Jayne's moans and whimpers telling Him that she was close to cumming. Immediately He stopped, "Not yet slut!" 

Moving away from the bed He approached Louise. Throughout this interlude she had been sitting quietly, watching, praying that Master would be pleased with this gift. As He stood close He held His fingers to her mouth, "Taste bitch," were the only words he spoke. Louise dutifully opened her mouth and sucked on his finger, licking it clean. That this had come from her daughter did not occur to her till she had finished, then she flushed in embarrassment. "Such a good bitch aren't you?" He asked. With her head lowered Louise nodded. "Don't worry I shan't ask you to do more with her.. yet!" He took Louise by the arms and stood her up, then led her to one side of the room, the side where He had installed rings into the wall. Jayne's eyes had been following His every move. Without another word He placed Louise up against the wall facing it. She raised her arms and spread her legs. She knew what was expected... He put the manacles on her wrists and ankles ensuring she some movement but not a lot. He glanced over to the bed and saw a look of horror flit across Jayne's face. He gave a low chuckle before picking up the flogger. 

"Jayne," He began, "Today you are 21 and from this day forth you shall begin your training in earnest. Training your mother has been undergoing for many many years. Tonight will be a demonstration of what you can expect with in my care." And with that He turned to Louise and brought the flogger down across her back. Immediately red marks appeared on her skin. A gasp was heard but from the bed not Louise. Again and again He struck Louise, on her back, her shoulders, her thighs... crisscrossing the marks, not two ever in exactly the same place. Louise was quietly sobbing from the pain of the flogger; she had never gotten use to how it bit into her flesh. Master Jay stopped for a moment and ran his hand along her very wet cunt, noting how her inner thighs were coated in her juices. He held his hand for Jayne to see. "Do you see how excited my bitch gets from being flogged?" He asked. Jayne could only nod her voice unable to say a thing. Master Jay then sank to His knees and spreading Louise's legs wider He began to lick at her, His tongue licking her thighs and cunt. Louise was writhing with pleasure, the pain on her back forgotten. He teased and tasted until Louise was begging Him to let her cum. Her moans so loud. "P-please Master! Your cunt aches for release." she cried. He rewarded her with a smack across her red backside, a hard stinging slap of His hand. Louise promptly went still and quiet. His tongue teased a little more before stopping and releasing her. 


Mother & Daughter



The story sounded like it came from a braggart who would tell you whatever he believed you would believe just as long as it made him look like a stud, except that I knew the man telling the story and I believed him.

I was having lunch with an old friend from my army days. Jeff was in from Boston for a sales convention and we had arranged to meet for lunch at the same hotel where he was staying. The conversation covered every subject under the sun and when I got to the point where I asked him how his wife was he gave a loud snort and told me that she was long gone. 

"Came home from work early one day and found her in bed with two guys. I kicked her ass out and I haven't seen her since." So then I asked how his love life was and he smiled and said, "Never better. In fact, you might even call it splendid. There seems to be something about an unmarried man of my age that attracts some women and I've learned to make the most of it. As a matter of fact, I got to do something a few weeks back that most men can only dream about." He saw the interest on my face and said, "I got to make love to a mother and daughter on the same weekend." 

I chuckled, "Oh boy, this one I've got to hear."

It was at a symposium that Jeff's company was sponsoring and Jeff had been tasked with giving a talk on ISO 9000. He had gotten to the hotel where the symposium was being held a little early so he went into the hotel bar for a quick beer. As soon as his eyes had gotten accustomed to the low light level he noticed a strikingly beautiful woman sitting by herself at a table. Ever the opportunist he walked over to the table and asked her if he could join her. She had smiled and said that he could, but that it might be for only a moment or two as she was waiting for her daughter to join her. They made small talk and he commented on the fact that he rarely saw a woman of her beauty in the bar so early in the day. The woman raised an eyebrow at that and said, "Oh? You spend a lot of time in here?" He laughed and explained why he was there and told her that his company regularly used the hotel for such affairs. More small talk and then he had asked her to have dinner with him and she had said that she would have loved to, but that she didn't think that her husband would approve. Jeff had laughed and said, "Bring him along. It will be a small price to pay for being able to look at you." She said that it wouldn't be possible because her husband wasn't traveling with her. More small talk and finally she agreed to meet him for a drink when she and her daughter got back from shopping. About that time the daughter showed up and he had excused himself.

At four he was sitting at a table in the bar when the woman and her daughter came into the bar and joined him. It was Happy Hour and the three of them drank and talked until six and then he had taken both of them to dinner. After a leisurely meal, accompanied by several glasses of wine, they went back to the bar where a small band was setting up and they had more to drink while he took turns dancing with both mother and daughter. About ten the daughter said she wasn't feeling well and she left to go up to her room. Jeff and the woman danced and drank some more and about midnight the woman had said she'd had enough fun for one night and Jeff had walked her to her room. At the door the woman had turned to him and thanked him for keeping her company that night, "Sorry I can't ask you in, but I think that's some thing my husband wouldn't approve of." 

Jeff said that he had expected as much and then he had bent and kissed her. She had responded and one thing had led to another and then they were in the woman's room and were undressing each other. 

"God was she beautiful. She had a nice tight body just made for fucking and as an added bonus she had on nylons, garter belt, and high heels, "My absolute favorite turn on." 

She led him to the bed and then things got energetic. They went sixty-nine on each other, fucked three times, and when he left her room at three in the morning he was tired out. He asked if he could see her again the next night, but she said they were leaving in the morning to visit relatives. As the woman's door closed behind him and he turned to go down the hall the door to the next room opened and a hand shot out, clutched his arm and pulled him into the room. It was the daughter. She was nervous and her hands were shaking as she stood there in her baby-doll pajamas looking every bit as sexy as her mother had. "I saw you" she said, "I saw you and my mother" and she pointed at the connecting door. "I saw you on your knees licking her pussy" and she glanced nervously at the bed. "My husband won't do that for me and he won't let me do it for him either. Will you do it for me?" 

He had eaten the daughter's pussy, and had let her suck his cock and they had fucked twice. She had wanted to go again, but Jeff wanted to be gone before the mother woke up and found him with her daughter. 

"God, but they were a pair and I'm never going to forget them. Even if the two of them hadn't fucked me damn near to death I wouldn't forget them because they both had names out of the ordinary. The mother's name was Chloe and the daughter was Anastasia. But I'm not done yet" he said. 

He left the hotel and went home to pick up his golf clubs and headed for Hyannis Port. He was playing in a charity golf tournament that weekend and he was going to stay with his cousin and her husband Paul while he was there. He and Paul took off for the golf course and when they got back to the house five hours later he was introduced to Paul's cousin, who was also going to spend the weekend. It was Chloe and a minute later Anastasia walked in. There was an awkward moment or two before Paul suggested they have cocktails and then things began to lighten up a little. 

"It was hard trying to work out the logistics. I couldn't let my cousin or Paul know what was going on, and I didn't want Chloe to find out about Anastasia, but in the end it worked out all right. I fucked both of them two times on Saturday and Chloe three times on Sunday. Poor Anastasia only got it twice from me on Sunday, but what the hey, life isn't fair." 

You are damn sure right about that I thought. I excused myself and went and made a phone call. When I got back to the table I told Jeff he'd been invited over for dinner and I wouldn't take no for an answer.

We pulled into my drive and parked behind a Chevy pickup and I said, "It looks like my daughter and her husband will be joining us for dinner."

We went in the front door and I hollered, "Honey, I'm home." 

My daughter came out of the kitchen and when she saw us her face went white. "Jeff" I said, "This is my daughter Anastasia. Now where is my wife? Chloe, where are you? Come and meet our guest."



Mother and Daughter



The most wonderful sex I ever had in my life was with a woman close to my age, when we were in our early 40's, Annette. She was a dance instructor, so she was in top shape, way better than I was. Although I did work at keeping my form. She was my height, which is to say small, under 5'6". She had auburn hair, green eyes, slim hips and small tits. And she fucked like crazy.

All I had to do was stick my cock into her and she went crazy. I got off like never before, but her orgasms were countless. I could make her cum just sucking her nipples. More than once, I came up behind her while she was doing the dishes, pressed my hard cock against her ass cheeks, reached around and pinched her nipples, and she came. It was great.

A divorcée, she had two daughters, one 14 and one eight. I did the parent thing as much as they would accept while we dated. The little one liked me reading to her. The older one, in middle school, hated that I knew all her friends' parents because of my job. She was going to be a clone of her mom, just dark haired and deep eyed. She was already figuring out sexy. I ignored it.

Annette dumped me after almost two years. She tried to dump me for almost six months, but couldn't leave me because of the cock, as she later told me. Finally, we split because, alternately, I was too nice, she never deserved such a good relationship, I wasn't responsive enough, the girls liked me too much, the girls didn't like me enough, I didn't understand her responsibilities, I wanted to share them too much. Whatever, I was too good and not good enough. In the end, it was over and I went on.

Some ten years later, I was working as a professional fashion photographer. I had left my small town and moved to the big city. On a shoot for teen fashions, there was a model that looked familiar. The models for teen fashions are never teens. They are always 20-somethings. I knew I had photographed this girl.

We shot all afternoon. Slowly, I realized that this was Annette's daughter, all grown up. She was incredibly sexy. That 14-year-old had grown up and fulfilled her sexy potential. Her hips were still slim, but more rounded. Her tits were still small, but had that up front sexuality that only small breasts can have.

After the shoot, I approached her. "Aren't you Abby?"

"Yeah, you're Marcus. I never forgave Mom for breaking up with you. You were so cool."

I laughed. "I didn't think I had ever been cool in my life. Good to know. And I thought you didn't care for me. It looks like we both grew up and moved on." I chuckled at my joke.

"No, Mom always dated losers except for you. I just thought you'd be another one until I got to know you. Just when I accepted you, she dumped you." 

"But it's not just me who went urban," Abby said. "I did an online audition for this agency, and got a gig with them, full-time! When I'm not at shoots, I'm repping them at pageants and stuff. I moved here, got a studio apartment, and in three weeks Mom and Livvie were sleeping on my floor. So we're all here."

"Your mom gave up her dance studio? I can't believe it. No matter how often I told her to go big time, she said she needed to bring dance and culture to the poor and the rural kids – never mind that none of them had any money."

"Well, you know Mom is the ultimate perfectionist. She got the reputation of being hard-assed and difficult for the parents to deal with. When she left, she only had six students. She was tuning pianos to make ends meet."

"She got anything going here?"

"You know how she is, pushy and demanding. She doesn't make a good employee. In the six months we've been here, she's worked in three dance studios. They all love her dedication to the art and her high standards. She just won't suck up and coddle parents. So she doesn't last."

"Sorry. What is she going to do?"

"Well, she is going to try on her own again. She feels like, if she lets people know up front what a bitch she is, they won't be surprised when she tells them their kid lacks talent."

"What about Livvie?"

"She's in the high school for performing arts. She's discovered a talent for acting. She's still singing and dancing. First semester junior, transferring in, and she got the lead in Annie."

"That's so cool. I'd like to get together with you all sometime."

"Actually, we could use your help. We don't have any money to pay you, but we need photos and video for a project we are developing. The City Modern Dance Troupe is having a contest for the most intriguing modern dance choreography of the year. Mom and I have come up with a two-woman pas-de-deux set to Stravinsky. We need images for the application. Interested in helping?"

"Isn't a pas-de-deux a male/female dance?"

"Usually, but we have made it a mother/daughter dance. What do you think? Will you do it?"

"Count me in. Here's my card. Just call or text me." And we parted.

You can be busy 24/7 if you work for free, but I was thinking about how great her mom was in the sack and thinking there were all kinds of ways to pay back a favor. -------

Abby called me the next day. "We have a deadline," she explained. I met them two days later in the studio they rented for practice. Her mom, Annette, seemed to be genuinely happy to see me again. She kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for the work I was doing for them.

"Happy to do it. That's what friends are for. Now just walk through the choreography for me so I know where to set up my lights." They did so and I started to think in terms of camera angles.

"You might have to do it several times for me to get everything I need. I don't want to do set-ups. I want to shoot as you dance," I said.

"That's OK, we need the practice," Abby answered.

The women talked quietly as I set up, giggling once or twice. Maybe I imagined Annette looking at me. Finally, they went to change into performance costumes. I got my lights and cameras set and ready.

When they came out in costume, I was blown away. They wore skin-tight body suits of lavender and blue with wisps of color looking airbrushed in. Each wore a sheer cape, Abby's shorter. There could have been no underwear, as the lines of their bodies showed no dent, ripple, fold or outline. 

"Ready?" Annette asked. At my nod, she punched a button on a CD player. I was not familiar with the Stravinsky piece. It used the unusual scale of Stravinsky, but was softer than something like his Firebird suite. The women began their dance. 

Really good choreography in modern dance tells a story without words. This one was amazing. I saw Abby's birth, her childhood, her mother's care and love, Abby's coming of age, and the unavoidable separation of mother and daughter as she began adulthood – all in dance set to this amazing music.

It was powerful. And they did it again. Three more times for me. The last time, the mood seemed to change a little. It became more sensual. Their touches lingered a little longer, their eyes engaged more deeply.

The dance ended with a kiss on the lips, a symbol of departure. This last time through, the music ended, but the kiss did not. Soon, I realized it was a French kiss. Abby put her hands in her mother's hair and held her face there.Annette's hands explored Abby's body, coming to rest cupping her buttocks. She pulled Abby's crotch to her own.

The women's embrace seemed to go on forever. After some hesitation, I continued to photograph. Abby brought a hand down to stroke her mother's breast. Annette signed deeply. She moved a hand down between them and stroked Abby's swollen mound. I photographed.

As they stroked one another, I got the impression this was new. They had never touched one another like this before. But it also seemed as if they were satisfying a desire and a curiosity long held.

Annette peeled back the shoulders of Abby's leotard, rolled it down slowly and revealed her small breasts with the aggressively hard nipples. She bent and sucked her daughter's nipples. Abby's hands were now stroking her mother's ass and rubbing her crotch against her mother's.

Abby reached up and pulled down her mother's leotard, revealing Annette's beautiful tits. Hers were bigger than her daughter's, but you could see they were formed from the same mold. Annette's hand slid down the front of Abby's leotard and stroked her daughter's pussy. Abby bent to suck on her mother's hard nipples.

I continued to photograph their dance.

Abby's leotard disappeared as her mother knelt before her daughter and began to lick Abby's pussy lips, lick her clit and push fingers up her wet cunt. Abby moaned and massaged her tits, pulling on her very erect nipples as her mother pleased her.

I set my camera down, pulled off my pants letting my hard cock spring free. As Annette worked her daughter's pussy and Abby worked her own tits, I came up behind Annette, pulled her leotard down below her hips and pushed my hard cock up against her wet pussy lips. Still licking Abby's pussy, Annette spread her knees and I pushed my hard cock inside her from behind.

I fucked Annette as she licked her daughter's pussy. Abby got more and more excited as her mother knowingly probed her inner spaces and my cock explored her mother's own inner spaces. They came at the same time. They screamed and writhed. Both got off really hard.

Abby took her mother's face in her hands and licked her own pussy juices off her mother's face. She looked into her mother's eyes and said, "Mom, that was so beautiful! I've always known you were a very sexual person and wanted to know more about you like that. Now I know. I feel closer to you than I ever have." And she kissed her mother again.

"Abby, I've had the joy of watching you grow into womanhood, seen you develop such a sexy body and persona. I never imagined we would share what we have tonight, but I feel closer to you now than I have since you were inside me." They kissed again, tongues touching.

"Mom, when you told me about sex, I couldn't imagine a man's penis inside me. It seemed icky, until you met Marcus. At 14, I decided having his penis up in me would be okay. Do you care if he fucks me now?"

I was standing there, naked and still hard, Annette's pussy juice drying on my cock, amazed by all this.

Annette replied, "He's a really good fuck. You should have the experience." I didn't know if Abby would get off as easy as her mom, but I was willing to give it a try. To be honest, I'd fanticized about fucking her when she was 14, but rejected the thought as perverse. I was ready to ram my dick up her cunt now. Abby lay on her back and spread her pussy lips wide. I positioned myself between her legs and pushed my cock up into her pussy. 

Annette moved around and mounted her daughter's mouth so Abby could lick her pussy while I fucked her daughter. Fucking Abby was sublime. Her pussy was so tight, and her little titties swirled as I fucked her. It was amazing.

After a bit, Annette climbed off her daughter, leaned back on her heels and watched as her daughter and I fucked. She was watching Abby closely, rubbing her own clit and inserting a finger now and then.

I had to admit that it was captivating to watch Abby fucking, especially since it was my cock up inside her. Her slim hips came up to meet my every thrust, pulling me into her as deeply as she could. Her skin was pale. She had trimmed her pubic area as all dancers must, and formed it into a neat triangle pointing to the spot where I entered her. 

Her hard nipples and tight aureoles were bright pink against that pale skin. Being a dancer, she was well muscled. And all of those muscles were being devoted to getting my dick up inside her as deeply as it could go. Her well formed legs brought her knees up by her ears, while the ankles rested on my shoulders. Her strong arms alternated from teasing my nipples to grabbing my shoulders to grabbing her head as we fucked. Her dark eyes alternately closed tightly, watched our coitus in amazement and looked deeply into mine as my penis explored her depths.

Abby didn't cum as frequently as her mother did, but she was building for something big. Annette moved around next to us and began to suck on Abby's nipples. Her ass was right next to me, so I slid two fingers into her wet pussy as I pounded her daughter's hungry pussy. She pushed back against my hand as she fingered her clit. And still she sucked on Abby's beautiful breasts.

Suddenly, "Oh my god Mom, I'm cumming so hard!" Abby held her mother's mouth to her breast and raised her hips up to suck me in. Her pussy throbbed as her hips rocked up and down to meet my pounding thrusts. Abby's entire body pulsed and I couldn't contain myself any longer. I shot into her hot pussy in the longest sustained orgasm I can ever remember.

"That's incredible! I can feel you cumming inside me! Oh fuck!" she screamed. Annette stuck a finger into her daughter as I softened inside her and brought out a wet finger covered with our mingled ejaculate and licked it. Abby and I both moaned. 

As the pulses subsided and the perspiration began to cool, I realized I had lost my grip on Annette's pussy. She just smiled at me and climbed on her daughter, breast to breast and pussy to pussy as my softening dick slipped out.

I watched as the women kissed, softly at first then deeply. Slowly, they began to let their nipples dance together. Annette pushed her pussy up against her daughter's pubic mound and they began to gently grind.

I stroked them both as an erection returned to me. I was still behind, watching two beautiful women share a great intimacy. My cock grew large. I couldn't help rubbing it along the parallell inner thighs, then tickling Annette's ass-crack.

Abby wrapped her arms around her mother, and in a deft move rolled them both over so Abby was now mounting her mother. "Mom, I think Marcus should fuck us both at the same time, first one cunt then another. What do you think?"

"I think I'll cum first," Annette replied.

"I'll cum harder," as Abby began to French kiss her mother.

The women explored one another as I was presented with two pussies nestled together, both wanting attention. I chose mom first. As I entered Annette's wet, inviting pussy, I could feel that slight ridge that rubbed the under side of my cock. Once past that, I was in deep. She moaned as I progressed and I could feel Abby pushing hard against her mom, trying to feel me enter. I pumped in and out of Annette as I kneaded Abby's slim ass cheeks.

It dawned on me as I was pounding her mom's pussy, that I would welcome the opportunity to ass-fuck the daughter. One would see.

Annette writhed and moaned into a fine orgasm in just a few minutes. I pulled out and, wet with her mother's juices, I plunged my cock into the upper pussy of the daughter.

I had never been in a position to compare pussies directly by pulling my cock out of one and putting it into another. Comparison was inevitable. Annette's pussy opened wide and sucked my cock into that tight spot where the ridge was. She dripped. Abby was quite moist, but her opening was tight. Once inside she opened to take all I had.

I have to say, I loved them both.

I tried to bring each woman to the point of a deep, vaginal orgasm, then pulled out abruptly and thrust into the other one. I wanted to keep them both on the edge as long as I could.

After almost a dozen switches, I was pounding Abby and felt my inevitable orgasm mounting. She could feel it too, and shouted, "Cum inside Mom this time! fill her up!"

I pulled out of Abby and jammed my cock up her mother's pussy and let forth with a hot stream and a throbbing cock. Both women moaned and writhed and made feral noises as they came when I did.

Our breathing slowed and we collapsed in a very damp, musk scented heap.

I ended up on bottom, both women curled up on me. After a time of quiet slumber, we all began to stroke one another. I couldn't help but smile as I had an exquisite ass in each hand. Mother and daughter leaned across my chest and kissed as they stroked my soft cock and my balls.

Abby looked deep into her mother's eyes and said, "We have to do this again."

"Yes, we do. And if Marcus can't make it, we might have to do it anyway."

"Oh, yes Mom. But you were right, he's a great fuck."

"Of course, we can't deny ourselves the cock."

"No, we can't," came the reply.

I wasn't part of the discussion, but it seemed I'd be fucking both of these women a lot, and soon. I was good with that.



Mother and Daughter



This was not written for other people but myself. I don't profess to be a writer but will share my experience.

ANNA AND GIGGETT. NAPIERThe most fantastic sexual experience that I have ever had happen with Anna and Giggett. It was in Napier on the 29 January 1986 and we were down in Napier on holiday. I had seen an add. in the personal column for the paper for massages by friendly Anna and I phone about it and was told all the details. But there was more besides.

I had the car serviced down here and then phoned and made an appointment for 4.15 pm and then walled around, and I arrived at about 4.05 pm . The door was opened but a rather attractive young girl who's name was Giggett. I had thought that it was Briggett but was mistaken. She had a were nice figure and seemed very pleasant. She showed me into the room which was rather large but was dominated but a large red double water bed and beside it was a small massage table.

Anna came in a short time later and she was about forty but still attractive and as she had a bath robe on at the time, I was not able to accurately judge what sort of figure she had. She had a very pleasant manner which immediately put me at ease, and she asked me if I wanted a massage first. I said that I did not so she came up to me and started to kiss and stroke me straight away. No mention had been made about money at this stage so I just responded in kind. She was a very enthusiastic and experienced kisser and one that I felt very much at home with. If I had been a little disappointed when I first met Anna, all doubts now disappeared.

Anna started to undress me and when she had me almost undress she went down and started to give me a head and let me tell you that she was very experienced and good at giving heads. I was aroused in no time flat and when she came up, she tried to insert me into her vagina. I did not want to rush things, so I said that I wanted to take our time.

We then completed our undressing and progressed to the bed. I said that I wanted to eat her first and she was most agreeable to this. I went down past her breasts and paid them some attention on the way, and then moved down until I was able to eat her fully. She tasted beautiful and moved her pelvis seductively in my face. She then said that she wanted to be in the action and suggested that we got into the 69 position so that we could both be actively participating. I lay on my back and she climbed on top of me and started to attack my fully erect penis while I was able to pull her vagina hard into my face and really give it a good going over.

I had to stop her several time, otherwise I would have coated her tonsils, and I had wanted this session to last for at least and hour, if not longer. I wanted this to be a very memorable session. 

I then said that I was ready to enter her so we got into the missionary position and I clambered on top. I did not need any guiding as her vagina was wet and open enough for my erection to find its way in by itself. She was rather open, almost loose, but she was able to contract her vagina around my cock and hold it firm for several seconds and this greatly increased the pleasure of the encounter. Anna kept moving under me and kept her legs moving all over the place, first up around my waist and then down around my legs. We were kissing like lovers and not like the run of the mill women that I had met.

We must have been like this for ten minutes or more, and I had to stop several times to stop myself from coming but then she suggested that she would like to have an orgasm, which she said that she did not usually have with her punters, or clients as she called them, and that she wanted to get on top. I was more than willing and pulled myself off and lay down beside her, gave her a little cuddle and a kiss, then she climbed over on top of me and impaled herself on my erection.

She controlled the pace of this session and moved up and down at various paces for her own satisfaction while I was able to kiss and stroke her breasts. She was still able to contract her vagina on me and at times we moved rather rapidly. After about five minutes or more she said that she was having her organism and stiffened up slightly and then sagged on top of me.

While all this was going on, I was aware of Giggett out in the garden, hanging out the clothes. I was a bit worried about this at the time in case that she could she her mother and me making love, but Anna said not to worry, as she could not see in and that even if she could, it would not worry her as she worked there as well. I then asked if it would be possible to have a threesome and Anna said of course but it would cost $250.00. I did not have that money on me but I knew that I would be able to get it so I said that I would pay her one hundred now, give her a cheque for the balance, but said not to bank it as I would send her the balance down shortly. She was agreeable to this, so she got off me, put her gown on and went out to get Giggett.

She came back a few minutes later with Giggett , who was very pleasant, and Anna took off her robe and got back onto the bed and Giggett started to take off her leggings and swim suit. Giggett had a very attractive body, firm and rounded, good breasts and perhaps a better figure than her mother, but not by very much. I was at last about to have my first threesome or menge a trios.

I lay in the middle of the bed and I had Anna on my right and Giggett on my left. I had an arm around both of them and started by kissing first Anna and the Giggett. I could tell straight away that Giggett was not as experience or as enthusiastic about this as her mother was but she had youth on her side. We kissed and cuddled for a few minutes then Anna reached foursome cream which she was going to apply to Giggett's vagina, to make sure that she was moist and lubricated when the time came for me to enter her. I was not going to have any of this and said that I was going to get her ready myself.

I asked Giggett to come and sit on my face and said that I would get her ready and her juices flowing. She moved up and straddled my face so that a leg was on either side of my head. I pulled her pelvis down on to my face so that her vagina was right on my tongue, and I began to eat her in earnest. I would guess that she had not been fucked that day, because, she was very fresh and very sweet to taste, but she did not move anywhere near as well as her mother had done. I was able to reach up and play and stroke with a breast in each hand. Giggett had beautiful breasts, very firm, large, with beautiful nipples in each one. These became erect and stood out like little crowns on top of a hill.

While I was doing this, Anna was in no way passive, because she went down and started to give me another excellent head, so good in fact, that I had to stop her several times to stop myself from coming, as I wanted to save that for one or other of the vaginas that I had close to me but preferably, I wanted to come inside both of them.

While I was attacking Giggett's vagina, it started to become very wet and became more open but I do not think that she was enjoying this a much as her mother was, or at least gave the impression that she was. I must have been eating Giggett and been eaten for at least ten minutes before Anna suggested a change.

What I had wanted was to be inside two women at once and in another way, I was. My tongue was inside Giggett's vagina, and my cock was inside Anna's mouth. What I had really wanted was for Anna to mount my erection and ride me, while I ate out Giggett and then they could change positions. I had even thought that it might have been nice that while Anna was riding me, she might have played with her daughters breasts and visa versa. 

However, Anna suggested that she get down in the doggie position and I approach her from behind while at the same time playing with Giggett. I should have taken the lead her and said what I had wanted but instead I went along with Anna's suggestion.

Anna got down on all fours and I approached her from behind while Giggett came up on my left side. I entered Anna's warm cavity and thrust in deeply and firmly and once I was located properly I turned to Giggett and started to kiss and caress her. In this position, my hands are usually on the woman's hips or reaching round to her breasts, but this time because I had another attraction, my hands went all over Giggett. I stroked her breasts,kissed her breasts, and played with her vagina. She was also stroking me all over as well as playing with my balls and at the same time Anna was also playing with my balls and cock as it was going in and out of her vagina.

I was almost in heaven . Anna was able to move her pelvis in a most seductive manner as well as clasping my cock firmly in her vagina, so as to increase the pleasure of the encounter. She was very active in this session, just as she had been in all other sessions. Giggett was almost as active and she did seem to be enjoying it, or at least she gave the impression that she was, almost as much as her mother. I was going to try and make this session last as long a possible to increase the pleasure that I was getting, and in some way, giving. Anna seemed to be enjoying herself as I plugged back and forth. I increased the pace so that I was ramming in hard and furiously into Anna and she responded in kind and kept up with me.

I was hoping to ejaculate into Giggett but it soon became obvious that this was not going to be possible unless I was going to have two comes because I felt that I was getting close to coming. I had been at this stage several times in this position, but each time I had managed to slow things down and delay it. But now I knew that I could not delay the impending orgasm any longer and came very powerfully inside Anna but I kept up my motions as before so she was not aware that I had come.

We must have been in this position for at least ten minutes before I came and after I had come, I remained hard so I continued for at least another two minutes. I then suggested that it was time for me to try Giggett and all agreed. When Anna pulled me out of her, she found that she had excess fluid inside her and she asked me if I had come. i told her that I had but she could see that I was still hard so was quite willing to let me continue to have her daughter.

It was decided, I am not sure by who, that I was going to have Giggett in the usual missionary position, and she lay down in front of me in the usual manner, with legs apart, and knees drawn up slightly. I moved up to get on top of Giggett and when I was almost in position, Anna put her hand down to my cock to guide it into her daughter's vagina. I found this very erotic. When I was properly located, Anna moved her hand away and I thrust back and forwards several times before I was fully into Giggett. She was much tighter than her mother and that in some ways added to the pleasure, but she was not able to move anywhere near as well, but it was still good to be inside her. On reflection, I think that I preferred to make love to Anna, rather than Giggett, but it was very erotic to have two women to administer to my sexual wants.

I think that I fucked with Giggett for about five minutes, and while this was going on, Anna was playing with my balls and cock as it went back and forth inside her daughter. This heightened the sensation and made it all that much better. I was now conscious of the time, which was now well after five, and I knew that if I continued for quite a while longer, that I would have another orgasm, but I did not have that amount of time. I reluctantly withdrew from Giggett and said that I needed to be going. I had been over an hour but neither of them had made any comment about the time, so I think that I could have continued for quite some time, but we broke apart and went for a shower.

The shower was a very large one, which was just as well because all three of us got into it together. We soaped each out down and this was fun in itself, and it was at this stage that I noticed that Anna had a breast uplift and implant as well as surgically tightening up on stretch marks on the stomach.

When we came out of the shower and back into the bedroom, I was very tempted to throw Anna on the bed and have her all over again, which is what I would have liked to do, but because I was conscious of the time, I did not. I left shortly after, but had to go back later that evening, to collect my cardigan, which I had left there.

I had hoped to make a day trip down from Matamata to visit them, but this never came about. When I moved down her, I found that she had been charged with running a brothel and the case was still on, and even though I tried to go and see some of it I was not able to find it on. She was found guilty and fined $1000.00. She moved away after this so I was never able to repeat the experience.

I did have one massage from an older woman at the massage parlour here soon after the trial, and she told me that Anna had been hounded by one of the escort agencies here, and they started the complaints which led to Anna's prosecution. I did fancy that woman, but did not have enough money on me to complete that encounter, but I did say that she would have to be excellent to be as good as Anna and Giggett were. She also told me that Anna arranged an auction for Giggett's maiden head. That would have been interesting.

That was unfortunately, was the end of my best, most exciting, and most successful sexual encounters that I have ever had, and I would like to try and repeat the experience with two women who are as close.



Mother and Daughter



I took Melody out after church one Sunday. She was a rather nice girl, not exactly a playboy model though. Nice long, dark blond hair, with a pleasant complexion to her face, blue eyes, and her breasts were well proportioned to her body, She also had an appearance of being well-fed, but not chubby. At the restaurant, as we talked over our hamburgers, I noticed her blouse was a bit open, revealing a bit of her cleavage, as well as her bra was quite visible through the material. Her nipples ocassionally tented her bra through her blouse, then slowly relaxed. As we finished our sandwiches, she excused herself to the restroom. I watched her walk away. Her legs worked beautifully out of her skirt which reached just to her knees, shaping her butt nicely. She didn't have pantyhose on this time.

Melody returned to our table, and began to eat her ice cream I had ordered during her absense. She kept her left hand in her lap. I excused myself to go to the restroom. As I returned, I noticed that Melody had reached inside her skirt with her left hand, and I wondered was she fingering her pussy as my dick began to swell in response. After I settled down and resumed eating my ice cream, I noticed her nipples were visibly tenting in her bra. My cock began to ooze precum at the idea of her masturbating in public. 

Melody smiled, and began telling me about her daughter taking a bath the previous evening, and accidentally knocked the bottle of her bubblebath into the tub as she sat in it. It took them over an hour of rinsing to get all the suds out of the tub. She described how soaked she was, and had to undress as well, while she worked with her daughter. I noticed her nipples were probably at it's peak inside her bra, as she kept her hand down in her lap. I wondered how wet she was becoming. I commented that it looks like she enjoyed her time with her daughter, and Melody blushed.

I escorted her out to my car, and seated her. After I got onto the highway, Melody asked me if I had a pretty active sex life in my youth, and previous marriage. My cock leaped again in my pants. I told her of some of my masturbatory experiences with my best friend back in middle school days, and my porn readings after high school until I married my wife, until her death from breast cancer. I asked about hers as I switched lanes and took the exit off the highway. I noticed she had her hand within her skirt again. Melody was quiet for a few moments, then told me of her experiences with her sister, and with her late husband as well. Then she admitted that the previous evening, as they were draining the soap out of the tub, she played with her daughter, and she loved it. They had quite a few orgasms together.

I asked how old was her daughter as I rested my hand on her leg. Melody said 18, as she laid her hand over mine's, and pulled it around her thigh, into her skirt, until she cupped my hand over her pussy. I realized she didn't have panties on, and wondered if she sat like that during the church service. She pressed my fingers into her soaked pussy, and I began to massage her swollen clit as we drove through her neighborhood. Melody's body tensed up as her orgasm built within her pussy as I pulled into her drive, then her pussy went into spasms onto my fingers, and her musky aroma filled the car as her juice drained from her pussy onto my fingers and her skirt. We sat in the car for a few moments as she recovered from her orgasm while my cock painfully throbbed in it's sticky precum inside of my undershorts. 

I walked Melody to the door, and we kissed as her daughter pulled the door open. Our kiss broken, Melody turned and introduced her daughter Melissa to me. I had met her at church, but never knew her name. Melissa was slimmer than her mom, but every bit as attractive, with darker hair and green eyes. I noticed her breasts were smaller, but fuller than her mom's. She was already in her lounge shirt for the night, having returned from her date with a friend. I was asked inside to play some games and visit more with them. As Melissa selected a can of Mountain Dew for me, Melody went down the hall to her room. I noticed a wet spot had formed on the back of her skirt, apparently from her cum a few minutes ago. My cock began to relax within its precum. I wondered if I could go to the bathroom and clean it up a bit, and asked Melissa if I could, when she returned with my drink.

I returned from the bathroom, as Melody shuffled Skipbo cards. She had pulled on a lounge shirt like her daughter's. I sat at the table as she delt the cards and sipped from my can of Dew. I couldn't help but notice neither one of them weren't wearing a bra. I was pretty sure Melody didn't have panties on, but did Melissa? We began to play as I watched them. Melissa quickly won the first game. I leaned back and munched on a cookie as Melissa shuffled the cards. Melody began to rub her leg against mine's under the table, making my cock erect again. Soon she had her foot in my lap, as Melissa counted out the cards. I laid my free hand on her foot and caressed her leg far as I could reach. Her foot slid down some, and I pulled it into my crotch where she could feel my hard cock. I glanced at Melody, and she winked with a smile, then slowly licked her lips.

Games finished, it was becoming late as I took my leave reluctantly. Melody and I kissed again at the door, this time unbothered by her daughter. She pushed my hand down between her thighs, and I felt once again her bare pussy and fingered her juicy clit as we kissed. She rubbed her hand over my hard cock, fingering the zipper in my fly. I quickly pulled it open, and she slid her fingers inside, caressing the length of my cock within it's undershorts. Too soon, I turned and left after accepting her invitation to come the next evening to her home for an impromtu cookout that she had planned on the spur of the moment.

The day could not go by fast enough for me at work as I eagerly looked forward to the cookout date we had. At home finally, I quickly showered and dressed, then decided to go commando within my shorts and stripped the underwear off. I arrived at their home, and smelled the charcoal smoking as I got out of my car. Melissa opened the door as I stepped on the porch. She was wearing a mini skirt, and a loose, tie dyed tank top that was a couple of sizes too large. It was apparent she didn't have a bra on. She told me her mother was in the back yard trying to keep the charcoal lit, as I followed her through the house. Melody was coughing in the smoke as I went to the grill, and offered to take over. She gladly stepped away, giving me a quick hug. I stood to one side of the smoky grill and watched her go into the house. She too had a mini skirt, and a halter top on.

I stirred the charcoal, creating a dense blanket of smoke, and noticed she had tossed in a few hickory wood chips which were still a bit green. I pulled them to one side of the grill, and stood back for the smoke to clear. Melody and her daughter were busily setting the food onto the table, and waving the flies away. They were chatting happily to each other, as I watched Melody reach across the table, her skirt riding up her bare buttocks. Then Melissa pulled the bag of chips open and bent down to pour it into a large bowl, her shirt dropping away from her breasts. My cock was stirring within it's confines, and I reached down to shift it to a more comfortable position as Melody came to the grill with a platter of hamburger meat. She saw what I was doing and smiled. I took the plate, and she gave my cock a quick squeeze over my shorts with her free hand. I noticed her nipples were quite pointedly tenting the top she had on. I watched the hem of her skirt sway as she went back to the deck, revealing her shapely thighs going up to her buttock.

I began to grill the meat, and was becoming sweaty, so I backed off and pulled my shirt off. Melody came to me, running her hand over my bare back as I turned to her. She slid her hand around my ribcage to my breast, and tweaked a nipple lightly as she picked my shirt off the grill handlebar. She winked at me as she turned and I again watched her thighs working out of her skirt as she returned to the house. My cock became firmer within my shorts at the sight of her bare thighs and butt. The meat had browned and sizzled when I decided they were done, and removed them from the grill as both ladies returned with condiments and relishes to the table. I came up with the plate of hamburgers and noticed they appeared to be flushed in the face, and both their nipples were extended through the fabrics of their tops. I wondered had they engaged in some sexual quickie within the house as they prepared the vegetables, or was it because of myself stripping at the grill?

We sat at the table, with Melody beside me on the bench, and Melissa facing us on the other bench as we began to eat. While we ate, Melody slid her hand into my lap, and began to rub my cock, making it to swell again. I eased my hand to the zipper and pulled it down. Melody slid her fingers between the fly and began to stroke the length of my cock with her fingers while Melissa ate, seemingly oblivious to what her mother were doing. The precum from my cock were mingling with Melody's fingers, as she withdrew them to pick up her hamburger and ate, then licking the juices off before dropping her hand back into my pants for more. Melissa seemed oblivious to her mom's explorations of my cock, but her nipples were becoming more pronounced within her shirt. After a few moments, she dropped her left hand into her lap. I could imagine that she was fingering her pussy as well.

In the growing twilight as crickets chirped, we finished the dinner, and cleared the table off. I reclined on the lounger and watched the ladies dispose of the trash and uneaten trimmings. Melody dropped some utensils and bent deeply to pick them up, and I saw her bare pussy between her thighs. My cock leaped again as I wondered what it would taste like if I were to lick into it, as I haven't had sex since my wife passed nearly a year before. They managed to get everything collected and carried into the house. A few moments later Melody returned and sat on the lounge besides me. We sat there a while in silence as the stars twinkled. I commented that I enjoyed the meal with her and her daughter, and she smiled at me, as she again slid her hand into her skirt. I reached over and laid my hand over hers, and she pulled it into her pussy quickly. I explored her bare pussy with my fingertips, and working them inside, noticing it's wetness. Melody slid over to me, and leaned back against my body, as I relaxed my arm and eased my fingers deeper into her pussy.

As my cock grew within my pants, I encircled her chest with my other arm, resting my hand over her breast lightly. I could feel her hard nipple, as I gently flipped my finger over it. I slid my other fingers up her pussy until I could feel her swollen clit, and began to rub it lightly. I asked her when was the last time she had her pussy licked. Melody responded that her daughter had ate her only the night before, but she really didn't get an orgasm like she normally would. I massaged her clit as her pussy grew wetter to her moans of pleasure. After a few moments, Melody asked me to lick her pussy, as she raised off me, and began to pull her skirt down. I hesitated, as she stood to step out of the skirt, revealing a nicely shaved pussy. As Melody sat, Melissa came out and stopped in surprise at her mom's nakedness. I knelt before Melody as she sat and spreaded her legs, showing me her well formed pussy.

I gently pried the lips apart until I could see inside it's glistening tunnel, and her swollen clit, burying my mouth within its soft folds. As I probed into her pussy with my tongue, Melissa sat in a lounge across from us. Melody smiled at her, then licked her lips. Melissa grinned back, as she slid her hand into her skirt to finger her own pussy. I buried my tongue into her clit and began licking with vigor as I slid my fingers into her pussy. Melody gripped my head, running her fingers through my hair as chills of ecstasy ran through her body. My cock was hard as it could be, leaking heavily into my shorts. I could feel her pussy contracting as her orgasm built within her, then it tightened onto my fingers as Melody gave out a moan, then it seemed to explode. Fluid ran out of her pussy as it went into spasms much like a guy's cock when it cums. She clapped her thighs against my head tightly as she yelped in delight, forcing my face deeper into her soaked pussy.

I withdrew from Melody's pussy as she relaxed her thighs against my head. My cock was throbbing painfully as I stood, looking around. Melissa was well into masturbating her bare pussy, skirt crumpled about her feet. I reached into my shorts to adjust my cock as Melody reached for my hand and pulled me closer to her. She began to fumble with the snap on my shorts so I unsnapped it for her, and she slid them down, making my cock to spring out, dripping precum. Melody grasped my cock and licked the precum off it's head, as I felt my butthole contract from the cooling night air. I glanced over my shoulder at Melissa as she moaned softly while her climax builded. Melody sucked my cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around it's head, creating delicious chills to run over my body. Her head began to bob as she slid my cock between her lips savoring the precum that she was milking from it.

I brushed her hair back as Melissa groaned in her ecstasy as her pussy climaxed. I wished I had my mouth in her's as Melody became a bit more vigorous with my cock. I could feel my climax building in my balls, as the fluid rose from it. I pulled Melody's hair over to one side, and could see down her back to where her top ended and her buttocks began, pressed into the lounge seat. Melissa sighed in relief as I attemprd another glance over my shoulder at her sprawled body, her top above her breasts, and her glistening pussy as she gently ran her fingers over the lips. She saw me looking and smiled. I winked. My own climax was building more violently as the fluid surged into my cock, enveloped in her warm mouth, sliding in and out of her lips. It exploded like a volcano, spewing it's hot load into the back of Melody's mouth. She stopped moving her head, and allowed my cock to unload. 

As my cock settled, Melody began to stir the cum around it with her tongue, lubricating the head of my cock, then she swallowed. Sliding my cock out of her mouth, she inspected it, and smiled. I backed away from her as she stood and pulled her top off. Her body was lovely to behold in it's full nudity. Melody took my hand and led me to the picnic table, where she laid upon it, with her feet propped, and knees in the air, thus spreading her pussy. I went before her, and slowly inserted my still moist and erect cock into her waiting pussy, easing it deeply into her. I stood there for a moment, savoring the feel and warmth of her pussy on the shaft of my cock. Melissa had left her lounge and came to the table as well. She was still without her skirt, with a bit of trimmed hair above her shaved pussy. Melissa's nipples were tenting her shirt, as she watched me thrust my cock into her mom's pussy. I settled into a rythmic pattern working my pelvis forward and back, manuevering my cock in Melody's pussy for some time as she moaned and sighed in pleasure. 

I paused for a breather, and Melody told her daughter to get up on the table, and let her taste her pussy. Melissa climbed onto the table, and pulled her shirt off, revealing her small breasts with it's darker aerolas. She stood over her mom's face and began to gently lower herself down in a squatting position, which made her pussy to open to her mom's mouth, as Melody eagerly reached up and grasped her daughter's butt guiding it into position. She began to lick her pussy as my cock leapt and swelled even more from the close-up of a tender young girl before my eyes. I began to slowly thrust again into her Melody's pussy as I watched. I could feel the climax building again in my balls as the fluid surged to my cock. Melissa's face was becoming flushed and she was getting breathless as she bounced on her feet a bit, pressing her pussy into her mom's face. I tried my best to keep my cock from exploding, but I was forced to withdraw as the cum began to gush out, and stood before her dripping pussy while I sprayed my hot cum over Melody's breasts and stomach. 

Melissa shrieked in ecstasy as an orgasm ripped through her body, at the sight of the cum spraying from my cock onto her mom's body. She dropped to her knees and hands over her mom's body, her face inches from my quivering cock, still dripping it's load. Melissa opened her mouth and sucked my cock inside. She tasted the remnants of my cum and her mom's pussy coating the cock for a few moments as her climax subsided. I admired her breasts hanging over the white gobs of my cum on Melody's naked body. Melody was still cleaning the juices out of her daughter's pussy. I knew she was enjoying the luscious view and wished I was on my back doing the same.



Mother and Daughter



The coffee at this restaurant was said to be good, and it might be for someone used to the usual American coffee. I am from Europe, and I am used to GOOD coffee. My favorite is Mocha Java, the coffee I brew at home. Most visitors gladly accept the mini carafe of hot water I serve them with their cup of coffee so they can dilute the taste and the color.

But Freddie and I were not here for the coffee. We had just met at the hardware store and decided to share what was new in our lives. He was married to a classic lady he had met on his travels. She absolutely dripped sex droplets like a jungle rain and Freddie was always delighted to watch males of all stripes to be turned on by her. 

But it was clear also that here was a look-but-do-not-touch situation. Her relationship with me, however, had progressed a tad further, we flirted with each other shamelessly, knowing that this was just a pleasant and harmless entertainment. Freddie enjoyed the interplay. But Mireille's flirting with me belongs to another story. Anyway, I am glad Freddie is unaware of my fantasies, especially the favorite of mine where she is working for me as a call girl.

This story is about Frances who was introduced to me at Mireille's birthday party. Everyone knows that I am a widower and everyone seems to be bent on playing matchmaker. Frances was good looking, bordering on beautiful, had a slim body that made her look like a teenager when seen from behind. She even walked with a bit of an ass wiggle. She would be a very sexy package if she would only take care of herself. 

Her hair was always in disarray like she had just finished a Marathon run. She dressed in a nondescript way as if she wanted to disappear into the crowd before someone noticed her. She was a widow; her husband hg died in a car wreck three years ago while they were in the middle of their divorce proceedings. When we met she had a distinct aura of 'leave me alone' around her. Frances had not made a great impression on me.

That's why I did not recall having met her when Freddie started talking about her. But after a while it clicked and she slowly came into focus. As it turned out, Freddie did not know her too well. If they met by chance they might share a cup coffee and chat a bit, but still he had gleaned enough from their occasional talks to get a blurred picture of the problems she was facing.

"You know what gripes me the most about that situation is that scoundrels can live a good life and nice people like Frances are kicked around by fate," Freddie was telling me. "And since she always was a housewife she doesn't have any job skills. Naturally, she can't find a job that is paying enough to keep her head above water. It's hard to watch someone you know lose everything, the house, the car, and be out on the street."

He continued for a while longer, telling me what a wonderful person she is once you get to know her a bit, and I wondered if we are again playing a matchmaking game here. Especially after he said "I wished you could come up with a solution, you are so knowledgeable in money matters. Maybe you can give it a thought, that girl is in need of help." He gave me Frances' phone number and I promised to think about it. And I did.

When I called her the next day I explained how we had met, and that I had heard about a problem she had, and I hinted that I might be able to help her. I set up an appointment with her for the next afternoon at three, asking her to bring with her all pertinent data, payments due, balance etc.

She rang my doorbell at exactly three. She even had made up her hair and wore a hint of makeup. Today everything about her said 'notice me a little bit, but not too much'. After I had seated her I got two glasses and a bottle of a nice Spaelese Moselle wine, a wine that is so smooth it just begs for another glass and then some more. I made some small talk to get her relaxed. To help create this feeling of a relaxed atmosphere even more I leaned back deeper into the cushions of the couch and crossed my legs. 

This and the wine seemed to have their effect. I had her talking about herself, her early childhood, her parents, and her school. From there I switched to her chances for a job, considering her education and past job experiences. Well, you know the answer already. 

The time had come to get to the heart of the matter at hand. I asked her to sit next to me on the couch and give me the details of her financial situation, how far in arrears she was on the house, the car, credit cards, and so on. It was a bleak picture, there was no hope left in her, she had run out of options and she knew it. 

I wondered why she even bothered to keep her appointment. But I was glad she did. Now that I had a chance to look her over closer I felt that she could well be my second girl. Her figure, her face, her skin, the way she walked, - all were positives as far as I was concerned.

"Here is what we can do. I can get you a well paying job," I explained.. "I can free you of all your problems, no more arrears. Are you interested?" She was perplexed and sat still and stiff next to me.

I continued, "what I just told you is absolutely true. Listen carefully for a few minutes and keep your mind open. First I will pay off all arrears, including all late penalties. Then we will pay off the credit card and cancel it. You will get another card with your name on it from me that will be used for all your purchases. You will use cash only for such things as tips and such. All payments for your house and your car will be made automatically from my account. You will be absolutely free of all money worries. I want you to be relaxed and happy so you can devote your energy to your job instead of having bleak thoughts. There will be additional benefits I will explain later. Does this sound good so far?"

It took a few moments before she could manage a very quiet 'yes'. Her yes also carried with it the question of 'what do I have to do' to earn all that. t was time to explain.

"You remember that I asked you a while ago to listen with an open mind. You have done a great job so far, continue to keep your mind open for what I have to say. Let's start with, 'I have no job skills'. That is not quite true. When we are hired, all of us have to give of ourselves to get paid, whether a masseuse or a lawyer. What we give depends on our job skills that gave us the chance to get hired in the first place.

You have practiced your skills at pleasing a male and making him happy while you were married, maybe even before getting married. All that was not a free contribution as most wives think. Wives receive in turn the security the male supplies. Without that security a female is on her own. That's where you are presently.

If you come to work for me you will have that security again, even to a much higher degree. All you have to do is making someone happy. Forget the word prostitution, Just compare a call girl's bringing happiness and fulfillment to someone who needs it with the lawyer who let's himself get hired to get a man off the hook who had killed and raped two women. Isn't the latter case a distasteful prostitution compared to the other?

Working for me you would be a professional, as any other professional. You will be able to leave behind you warm feelings, a grateful, thankful client; and you will feel satisfaction in a job well done. You as a professional will do your job out of necessity to make a living. This is different from the girls who prostitute themselves to gain fame, or to receive a gift of a pearl necklace, or even just for a free dinner.

Now I mentioned two more benefits. I will set up an annuity for you, into which I will pay every month, and I will enroll you in a health insurance program. 

You will turn over all payments to me. You are required to have no less than twenty dollars in your possession at all times. If you run low you just take whatever you need out of a drawer I will show you. But you will use your credit card whenever possible.

Now go home and think it over. Come back to morrow at four and ask any question you have, I will answer them fully. I know you will have to wrestle with preconceived notions, but in the end you will make an intelligent decision. Let me know tomorrow."

Frances did not rise from the couch immediately. She kept looking at me as if she had just been transported to Egypt and I was the Sphinx. When she left she grabbed my hand with both of hers, thanked me for taking the time to talk to her, and promised to think about what I had told her.

The next morning around nine the doorbell rang just as I had finished reading my web mail. It was a pretty teenager or very early twenty something, carrying a clipboard. There was a little courtesy smile, but basically her face was serious. She introduced herself as Frances' daughter Jennifer and asked for a twenty minute discussion with me. And yes, she really called it a discussion.

I invited her in, settled her in my favorite chair, and wondered out loud if she would like to join me with a cup of coffee. She declined, but she would accept a glass of plain water, she informed me. Once I served her water and poured another cup of Micha Java for myself, I settled my frame into the cushions of my couch, waiting for her to start what she had called the discussion.

"My Mom does not know of my visit," she started. There was a distinct undertone of dislike for me in her voice. "I have a few questions you will hopefully answer. When my mother and I talked last night, she told me a most improbable story about you promising to not only wipe out her debts, but also to take care of her financially from there on. And even more impossible for me to swallow, you asked my mother to become a prostitute." 

She looked at me as if expecting a denial of some sort, or at least an apology. I knew I would disappoint her on both counts. I leaned forward and closer to her and went right to the counter attack with, "I judge you about twenty, an age I remember distinctly and with fondness. The world was full of wondrous things and the harsh and cold reality was still in the future. And having been there I should tell you what is in store for you, whether you like it or not. I will not do that, but you can see one of the harsh realities happening right now to your mother.

The sicker a patient is, the stronger must be the medicine. Cute words will not help your mom. Yesterday I explained to her that she had only one job qualification and I had the feeling she realized I was right. What other talents can she offer an employer? Many of us do not particularly love our job, but we need the financial security the job affords. Your mother would have the most secure of all. No more worry about anything except what color blouse to buy, or what to have for dinner.

I am sure she explained to you the financial side. Now to your second objection. A call girl is as much a professional as a lawyer. Maybe we should call them intimate entertainers to get you off that word you don't like. Their clients leave happy and satisfied, not true of every client of a lawyer. If you have any other solution, I am sure your mother as well as I would love to listen to you." 

I settled back into the couch again and waited. She kept staring at me, trying to bring some order to her thoughts and then formulate an appropriate response. Her efforts did not bear fruit and she finally told me she would talk this proposal over again with her mother, rand she enjoyed meeting me and she wished me a nice day. I knew right then that I would see her again soon.

I was right. She walked in behind her mother at four. And this time both accepted a glass of wine, probably to quiet their nerves. I couldn't blame them, a big decision was to be made, and I am sure they had wrestled with this till it had been time to leave for Frances' appointment with me. I was wondering if they had thought about the two points we had not yet discussed. 

Settling back into my cushions I waited for Frances to start, which she did immediately. Her voice was clear and steady when she said, "I would never accept such an offer from any other man except you, and that's a compliment. Did we discuss everything or did you leave something for after I accepted?"

"Yes, there are two items. The money I spend to dig you out of the hole you are in is technically a loan, secured by a second mortgage on your house. That means you will not have to come up with cash should you leave me. There is no interest, and for every year you stay with me the mortgage reduces by one thousand dollars. 

Then there is one other item, our personal relationship. I will be your pimp and as such have a certain privilege. You cannot refuse intimacy, in other words if I want to fuck you, you will be available. This is standard in the industry. There are no further contract items. Oh, I almost forgot, I will get you a separate cell phone that is strictly for the business. Just one more. You have to select a name you want to use in your professional career.

I will tell you the time and [lace of you appointments, plus any particulars if needed such as how to dress etc. If the client has any idiosyncrasies that I know about I will let you know also. "

I then turned to Jennifer and said, "as to you young lady, you can stop worrying about your mom, she is in good hands."

She surprised both her mother and me with her answer. "I stopped worrying when I met you this morning, you are kind and considerate and a pleasure to be with. I wouldn't mind coming to work for you some time." 

The next days were busy days, lots of paper work, shopping at Victoria's Secret or sexy outfits. She needed heels, blouses, mini skirts, and much more. I also had arranged for a beauty make-over studio to show her how to apply eye make-up correctly, plus many other make-up tricks. 

Finally, it was time for the Photo Studio. A number of glamour shots at the start, followed by some risqué lingerie pix. Next she was photographed doing a blow job, getting a cream pie, having the cum shoot into her open mouth, getting fucked doggie style, and many more. Whenever possible she had to face into the camera with a smile. I watched her squirm uncomfortably a few times, but she always did as she was told. I was proud of my new girl who called herself Debbie.

Her first assignment was a Mr. Wilson who wanted her to wear a French Maid outfit. I waited for her at the motel and she did as instructed, looked around to find me, came to my window and handed me my money. She was wearing a long coat, probably to avoid recognition by anyone who knew her. I watched her drive off and then returned home also. But only halfway home she called me on her cell phone and asked if she could drop by for a short visit. I assured her that she was always welcome. 

Debbie arrived shortly after me. Once inside the living room she dropped the coat she was wearing. What a surprise, she was still in her French Maid outfit and she looked so sexy. I could tell she was tremendously turned on. She pirouetted once and then asked me in a sultry voice if she could offer me something to eat. It was a blatant invitation, so out of character as I had known her. Whether a pimp or a gentleman, one should not let a lady waiting when invited to dinner. 

I led her to my bedroom and started to undress, only to be stopped by her. "This is my job," she said with a smile while she unzipped my pants, "and don't deny me my pleasure," she added wistfully. Once my pants were on the floor she took a long look at my growing dick and told me how glad she was that I did not wear underpants. They are just in the way, she almost whispered, while admiring the object of her interest.

Her next words were a shocker, too. "Before serving something to eat to my master I always make sure that the taste is right and temperature just perfect, just hot enough to please the soul." A moment later she had my prick in her mouth, testing every inch from the tip to the very root. Apparently, she was not sure of the results because she repeated it over and over, until I stopped her and she reluctantly released me.

It was time for dinner as she had said. I was in a hurry and did not even bother to remove her Maids outfit. I had her sit down on the edge of the bed and then tipped her back, spread her legs without any resistance, and lifted her knees. There was my steak looking at me, - it was rare, I don't like it well done. A slow journey of my tongue along the inside of her thigh eventually brought it to the vicinity of the object of my desire; my tongue was now close, but not all the way.

Debbie had shaved her pussy, and I ran my tongue over to the other side just above her clit. She wiggled in an effort to change the path of my tongue so it would slide over her clit, but I stayed just out of reach. Once I arrived on the other side of her pussy, I let my tongue glide past it, south to the inner thigh were I traced tiny circles with the tip of my tongue. She had a hard time to remain still, I could feel her quiver inside with anticipation. With her legs up and her knees bent, I found her toes almost next to me. I moved my head to the left and kissed her big toe before I sucked into my mouth. I kept sucking on it for maybe ten seconds. By this time she was squirming all over the bed and I was willing to give her some relief soon. But first I had to give the other big toe the same treatment, sucking on it. And when I added a little tongue play to my sucking, it made her whole body twist and jerk.

Only then did I release her toe and pounced on her pussy. I let my tongue get hard and massage her inside. I could swear her pussy tried to swallow my tongue. Her vaginal muscles tensed and relaxed, then tensed again, and again. As I moved my tongue north to pay a visit to her clit, and say hello with swipes, interspersed with the tongue tip pressing down slightly on her engorged clit, she moved so violently I almost lost my grip. I decided to start on the next installment.

Her quivering and shaking stopped as I moved my body up onto hers. Her pussy reached up eagerly to meet my prick and swallow it greedily. Her legs wrapped themselves around my waist and her feet started a drumbeat on my back. Low whimpers came from her clenched teeth and I could feel her climax building up. 

She was so highly charged, that it was only a short time, much too short for me, before her climax erupted with a force that almost kicked me off her as she arched her back. Her whimpers had given way to small shrieks, and when her peak arrived she let out one ear splitting wail and then collapsed, completely spent and exhausted. 

Later we sat in the living room with a glass of wine. She talked about her family, her youth, when suddenly she cried, "Oh No. You realize today was the first and second time that I have ever been with a man other than my husband? And I liked it. Am I becoming a slut? Mr. Wilson was very nice, and he and I exchanged a few words as to our family. His wife absolutely refused to give him a blowjob, which is why he asked for my services. He said he would ask for me again next week. Does that mean I already get a steady customer the first time on the job?

Anyway, it's still like a dream. I am now a prostitute. I never thought that that could be possible. And thank you so much, I enjoyed your treatment. It was so different from the way my husband went about sex. When he fucked, it was plain vanilla, with you it was a symphony with drums and cymbals. I didn't know sex could be sooo beautiful. I am looking forward to be available any time." 

She rambled on a few more minutes, then she grabbed her purse, came to me, hugged me, and gave me a hot goodbye kiss. Suddenly she stiffened, threw her purse on a chair and dropped to her knees in front of me. "I am sorry, Freddie, I was thinking about myself so hard that I forgot about you."




Mother and Daughter



While she spoke, her fingers were frantically working on my zipper, then my belt. By the time I found my speech, she already had pulled down my pants, and made my flaccid penis disappear in her mouth. I did manage to ask her what she was doing, but all I could hear from her were grunts and slurping sounds, which I did not understand, but my prick understood her and obeyed. It must have been Mr. Wilson who had taught her, because she played my dick like a virtuoso violinist plays a precious Stradivari.

Her soft lips moved with authority, accentuated at times by her tongue playing on the sensitive area under the glans, where glans and skin meet. But more than the technique, it was her joy of doing what she did, that made her efforts so exquisite. 

I had only good feedback about Debbie. Her clients especially liked the enthusiasm she brought to her work, her willingness to please beyond the raw customer/call girl contract. I had experienced the same feeling on the occasions when I called on her for an afternoon or evening.

As I said, everything about Debbie rolled along on greased rails, until one Friday morning. I had gone to lunch at my favorite Italian restaurant. When I returned home I took off my shirt , which sported a few tomato sauce spots, and threw it into the laundry hamper. I then listened to a message from the client who Debbie was to meet that morning. He thanked me for sending such a delightful and talented young lady to pinch hit for Debbie. I was shocked and puzzled, and wondered what could have happened to Debbie.

Just as I clicked off the recorder, the doorbell rang. It was Jennifer, wearing the black miniskirt and the see through blouse my client had requested. As I looked at her with her long legs, the high heels, the miniskirt, I felt an almost physical sex appeal emanating from her. Jennifer handed me my two hundred and fifty dollars, and then explained that her mom had some kind of stomach flu, that she tried to reach me on the business cell phone, but received no answer. Then I remembered that the phone was still on the charger and I had forgotten to take it with me to lunch. I could hardly believe it, but it must have been Jennifer who kept the appointment. And so it was. "We couldn't let the poor man go home disappointed and maybe even frustrated," she explained as if this was the most natural thing to do.

When I told her, that the client had left a glowing report about a pretty young lady who had taken Debbie's place, she smiled impishly, "It was fun, but mostly I wanted to collect your money, so that I had a reason to see you, and convince you, that I am a capable woman. Convincing is not done by e-mail but in person. The least I should get out of my efforts is a kiss from the man who came to the rescue of my mom."

With this she stepped in front of me, put her hands behind my neck, and kissed me, assisted by an insistent tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. What could I do but kiss her back. Her body molded itself to mine while one arm left my neck to cone to rest on my back, crushing me to her chest. She broke the kiss and told me that there are other parts that like kisses, and in a flash she had anchored her moth on one sensitive nipple. My God, she knew what to do to arouse a man who is blessed with sensitive nipples. 

The other was not left out, it was attended to by two fingers, rolling it, tweaking it, being scratched lightly with a finger nail. After a while her lips replaced her fingers who were now assigned other tasks. They moved down to my crotch to caress my dick from the outside for a bit before they marched to my zipper. It was pulled down and the fingers went inside my pants to free my prick. Jennifer played with it for a short while before she grabbed it in earnest and led me to the bedroom, using my dick like a leash.

It is I who normally leads the ladies to my bed but this vixen had her own ideas how to handle a man. Sure, I was thoroughly aroused by now, but I was also curious about what she would do. She motioned me to sit on the edge of my bed so she could remove my shoes and socks. With them gone, I was treated to a two minute foot massage.

Jennifer was still wearing her sexy French Maid's uniform when she pulled me up from the bed and announced that appetizers would be served shortly. She slowly kneeled down, her hands never leaving me, always in contact with my skin, rubbing or scratching my skin wherever they found themselves. Most women just go through the motions, fucking a penis without any finesse. Some ladies are gifted and instinctively know how to play this sensitive instrument, bringing into play all the nuances of pressure, sucking, stroking with their lips, using a roving tongue, slowing down, speeding up, stopping for a short rest, then playing at fortissimo. Jennifer was such a gifted one.

When she was done serving me my appetizer, she rose and announced that dinner would be served presently. It was to be a three course meal, she added.

For the first course she positioned herself on the edge of the bed, her pussy just a tad over the edge, legs spread and knees raised to give me full access to her. "I want you to fuck me standing right there at the edge so I can see you and smile at you." 

For the second course she wiggled herself up towards the top of the bed and invited me on top of her, so she could feel my chest on hers, she explained. This gave me a chance to look deep into her eyes. They were grey, I found out, a fact that had not consciously registered with me before. They were knowing eyes, eyes that could look deep into my thoughts.

For the third course I had to switch places with her so she could impale herself and look down on me, and participate vicariously in my enjoyment. Many women have been riding me in my life, but none had brought me to the brink of spending as fast as this one. I did not want to miss the dessert. And to delay my climax, I tried to pay attention to her and her technique, and find out what she did that was so deliciously different. Then I noticed, she used her vaginal muscles in rhythm with her up and down movement. She must have sensed that the end was close. A knowing smile appeared on her face and she lingered for a few long moments, so I could savor the sensation of her being in charge. It dawned on me then that she had been in charge all along from the time she walked into my living room this afternoon. She gave me one last vaginal squeeze and then dismounted. 

The next moment she was between my legs, with my prick in her mouth. Now she again demonstrated her mastery, all the while looking at me with smiling eyes. She played with me, getting me right to the edge, then stopping and letting my dick soak in her warm mouth. When she continued, she would start out slow, so that I could enjoy her tongue playing with the underside of my prick. After a while of this slow treatment she went back to work on me. 

But finally it had to come to an end and I wondered what she would do when I came. Her smile became more impish as I shot my load. She swallowed my semen as if it had been ambrosia. My dick stayed in her mouth until it was completely flaccid, only then did she release it. Jennifer stayed where she was; she did not want to disturb my time of recovery and afterglow.

When she got up she immediately stepped into her heels. Walking to the bathroom she wiggled her ass at me provocatively. Watching her sexy legs on her heels would have brought forth a raging dick under normal circumstances. But her treatment had left me totally spent.

We finished the afternoon with a glass of wine in the living room, still in the nude, talking about ourselves, our likes and dislikes, our goals and ambitions, our hopes. We got to know each other that afternoon. After she finished her second glass of wine she complimented me on my choice of wine while she dressed. I stood up when she was ready to leave and experienced as a finale a most memorable goodbye kiss.



Mother and Daughter



Recently while I was on a business trip for a few days I had what was a rather unexpected but delightful experience. I was staying in one of the new suite hotels and was traveling alone planning on spending my time at company meetings and watching tv in my room. I went down to the lobby to get a drink as the hotel offered free cocktails between 5:00 and 7:00 . As I had little to do and knew not a soul I began to wander around the lobby watching the people as they milled around and socialized. The Lobby was quite crowded and it took me a while to find a place to sit but eventually I sat down at a table somewhat removed from the main activity and quietly sat back with my drink pondering my dinner options. After a short while two women came up to my table and asked if they could join me as there were no other tables available.

The first was an woman was about my age 40 and was trim and wore a skirt jacket and blouse and looked like a business professional. She had long black hair and was quite attractive having a slim figure and nice firm breasts. Although she was not very tall 5′ 5″ I would guess, her figure was in keeping with her height and she wore one of the new shorter skirts showing she wasn't afraid to show her legs, which were slim and attractive. The second woman was quite a bit younger and than the first and as I quickly found out was the first woman's daughter. She wore a trim dress and was a bit taller than her mother with silky hair and a fantastic figure, in short she was quite beautiful and I would have jumped at the chance to take her back to my room.

After a brief period of conversation I learned that the mother, Kavita and her daughter Smita ran their own travel agency and were in town to attend a meeting at the hotel. I found myself aroused by these ladies but figured with mother and daughter together I would stand little chance of getting either of them to spend some time with me privately. After another drink and some polite conversation I asked the ladies what their dinner plans were as I was alone and would like to share my table with them. I figured any company was better than eating alone, to my surprise they accepted and we adjourned to the hotel restaurant to eat.

Throughout dinner we kept up an interesting conversation and I learned that Kavita had opened the travel agency after she had gotten divorced and that she and her two daughters ran it as a family business. As we were finishing dinner I felt a bit dejected knowing I would now go back to my room and sit around and watch the tube until bedtime. Not wanting the evening to end I suggested we go out together and see if we could find some interesting night spot. Kavita said she was a bit tired and really wasn't up to going out but said she and Smita had planned to go for a swim in the pool and asked me if I would like to join them. I immediately answered yes as I wanted to get a better look at both ladies and this would offer me a good reason for not slumping down in front of the TV.

We all went to our rooms to change I and learned that Kavita and Smita were sharing a room on the same floor as I. Changing quickly I went down to the pool and got some drinks of us and jumped in to refresh myself. Just as I was finishing some laps I saw Kavita and Smita and sat down offering them the drinks. After a bit Kavita and Smita took off their robes and we all jumped in the pool. Kavita was wearing a yellow bikini which was quite small and showed off her large firm breasts nicely. Her stomach was flat and hard and she had great hips and a nice firm ass despite her age. Kavita 's nipples hardened as soon as she got in the cool water and I had all I could do to not stare at them openly.

Smita was a knockout, she was wearing a tank suit of very clingy white material which showed her figure off well. Smita's firm tits sported hard nipples even before she got wet and once she was in the water her wet suit clung to her like a second skin and clearly showed off her firm mound with a hint of red bush around her crotch. I was having a difficult time making polite conversation and even in the cool water my cock was beginning to harden.

We swam for a while then went to the low end of the pool and just stood around swapping stories and talking. Smita was a bit fidgety and circled around her mother and I for a while until she ducked under the water and pulled Kavita 's legs out from under her dumping her in the water. This set off a friendly scuffle with Kavita going after her daughter Smita and ending up with her dunking me. Well things were getting friendlier every minute and soon I was after both ladies bent on revenge. I grabbed Kavita around the waist and tried to pulled her into the deeper water but she wiggled around so much I couldn't get her where I wanted so I just pulled her legs up and down she went. You can't imagine my surprise when she surfaced missing her top.

Her tits were better than I had imagined full firm and with stiff nipples, I immediately apologized and said I was sorry. Kavita made no move to cover up and as it was late and we were the only people left in the pool area she started after me determined to pay me back. By this time I already had a raging erection and was planning to let her catch me if only to feel those full firm tits against me in the struggle. To my surprise I felt a pair of hands grab my suit and pull it to my ankles in one quick swipe. Smita seeing what had happened had beaten her mother to the punch. I struggled to keep my balance but with my suit around my ankles and Kavita closing in for the kill there wasn't much I could do. I decided to just stand still and see what developed so to speak so I didn't move and just let Kavita move in on me with my suit around my ankles and my cock sticking out hard as a rock.

Kavita reached down into the water and grabbed my prick and slowly drew herself to me. I watched as Smita closed in on us as Kavita brought her firm tits up against my chest and rubbed the head of my cock against her crotch. I reached out and put my arms around Kavita and held her close to me feeling her stiff warm nipples against my chest. I kissed Kavita forcing my tongue deep into her wet hot mouth. I felt Kavita's bikini bottoms being tugged down and turned to see her daughter Smita the top of her tank suit off her shoulders and her firm young tits exposed as she struggled pulling her mothers suit off her hips. Kavita kept holding me and once her suit was down pushed the head of my fully erect cock between her hot pussy lips.

I let out a low moan as my cock entered Kavita 's hot slippery channel. Kavita smiled and wrapped her legs around my hips taking my full 9 inches into her hot tight pussy. Once Kavita was fully impaled on my cock I began to gently thrust in and out of her hot wet pussy as Smita pressed up against her mother's back and my hands, which were around Kavita 's back. I reached one hand out and began to fondle Smita's firm breast and rolled her hard nipple gently between my fingers. Smita reached around her mother and cupped her mother's full firm tits bringing them above the surface of the water and began to squeeze them as she rolled her mother's nipples in much the same way I was teasing hers. I could not speak for almost a minute and I just kept staring at these two hot women, mother and daughter enjoying the pleasure of their bodies. Soon Kavita began to tense up, her climax approaching and as she began to quiver with orgasm I poured my own hot river of cum up her clutching pussy.

After her climax Kavita released her legs from around my hips and slowly slipped to a standing position next to me. She turned to her daughter Smita and kissed her as she cupped her daughter's tits and rubbed her thumbs over the nipples. She told Smita she should have worn her bikini so she could enjoy the fun too. I told both ladies I wanted them to come back with me to my room so we could enjoy the evening together and Smita answered by grabbing my cock and looking at her mother saying I think we should he's still hard and I need some fun too. I reached down and pulled the crotch of Smita's suit to one side and gently rubbed her pussy opening her slippery lips and inserting first one then two fingers into her tight young cunt. I rubbed her clit with my thumb as her mother continued to fondle her daughter's breasts and rub the stiff erect nipples. Smita was begging me to make her cum but the cool water made it impossible. Kavita seeing her daughter's dilemma suggested we all go upstairs to some more private location to continue our lovemaking.

We put our suits on got out and dried off and finished our drinks. I told them to come over to my room but they insisted I join them instead so we went back upstairs and I left them to change out of my wet suit. I could barely contain my delight at the prospect of fucking this mother and daughter pair and I could tell that they wanted it too as well as each other something that turned me on all the more. When we reached my door Kavita gave me her room key saying Smita had hers and grabbed my still stiff cock thru my suit. I reached down and pressed my hand into Kavita 's crotch and then into Smita's promising I would be right over. As I closed the door my mind raced with thoughts of Smita and Kavita sprawled on the bed naked and open to my desires. I quickly stripped off my suit and grabbed a quick shower washing the chlorine off me and shaved so I would not be scratchy when I went between their legs to lick and suck their pussies. I finished quickly and put on some jeans and a shirt combed my hair and headed out for room 429. I knocked on the door and then remembered I had a key and used it to open their door. As I stepped in I saw Smita standing behind the small bar her tits were exposed and she was fixing a drink.

Putting the key down I went around the bar and confirmed my suspicion the she was naked. I could hear the shower running and asked her if Kavita was in the shower she told me mom will be out in a minute and asked me if I wanted to get comfortable. I told her yes and she began to strip me taking off my shirt and pants and pulling off my shoes. While Smita was stripping me I rubbed and stroked her slim body feeling the heat rise off her naked flesh. Once she was done I sat her up on the edge of the bar kissed her and made my way down her hot body licking and sucking her tits as my hands and fingers played with her sweet pussy. I licked down her flat belly until my tongue reacher her wet cunt and I spread her pussy lips with my tongue and drove it deep into her slippery vagina. Smita had a great looking cunt and she had shaved off all the hair on her pussy lips leaving only a small dense patch of flaming red hair on her mound. I spread her legs further and pushed two fingers into her cunt as I began to lash her erect clit. My dick was like iron and I wanted to fuck Smita's hot pussy but I was determined to make her cum before I fucked her and continued to eat her pussy until I felt her climax.

Smita came with a gush and wet my face with her sweet sticky juices as she withered and moaned in orgasm. Just as I finished licking her juices up I felt a pair of warm hands grab my ass and spread my cheeks. I looked back and saw Kavita behind me and nearly came as I felt her hot tongue lick my balls and follow up swirling around my asshole. I stood transfixed as Kavita probed my anus with her hot stiff tongue and massaged my cock and balls. Smita slid off the bar and knelt down in front of me taking my stiff cock deep into her throat and reached between my legs to squeeze her mother's big tits. I was close to Cumming anyway and I started to shoot my load down Smita's hot mouth as Kavita pushed her finger deep into my asshole. I filled Smita's mouth with my thick creamy sperm which Smita sucked down her throat I was still spurting my creamy load as Kavita grabbed my cock from her daughters lips and rammed it down her own throat milking the rest of my load into her hot mouth and swallowing my sperm in quick gulps.

I could not stand any longer and dropped to my knees with pleasure. Mother and daughter kissed licking my sperm from each other's lips as I regained my strength. As soon as I could I moved these hot women into the bedroom and layed them out on the bed determined to fuck them thru the night. I first went down on Kavita spreading her legs and licking her stiff clit as I probed her hot cunt and asshole with my fingers. While I worked on her mothers pretty pussy and ass Smita straddled her mothers face and lowered her wet pussy to Kavita 's face and Kavita ate her daughters sweet slit while probing her cunt and asshole. I short order both Mother and Daughter climaxed, Kavita filling my mouth with her sweet juices as Smita poured out her climax on her mothers lips and tongue.

I move up to fuck Kavita 's hot wet cunt but she stopped me telling me to fuck Smita first as she still had not felt my cock in her pussy. I moved to Smita's rear and pushed her head down into her mothers pussy and she began to lick and suck her mom's cunt and clit as she pushed her long slim fingers up her mother's cunt and asshole. Kavita looked up at me from between her daughter's creamy thighs and grabbed my cock, spreading Smita's swollen pink pussy lips Kavita placed the head of my hot hard cock into her daughters pulsing cunt. Kavita started sucking Smita's clit as I rammed my cock deep into Smita's hot we-t pussy.

Smita climaxed almost immediately but I kept up my pounding pace in her slit until she was close to another climax. Licking my finger I slowly pushed it up Smita's twitching asshole making her climax again. I started to cum as I watched Kavita 's legs thrashing around signaled she had also reached orgasm. I pumped my sperm deep into Smita's hot vise like cunt as Kavita licked up the overflow of my passion from her daughter's hot slippery pussy. I withdrew my now withering prick from Smita's hot cunt and continued to finger fuck her asshole while Kavita licked and sucked my cock clean. Kavita now demanded my cock and I had them reverse positions with Kavita on top and Smita looking up into her mothers pussy. Smita stroked my stiff prick and guided me into her mother's hot wet pussy.

Once I had buried my cock balls deep in Kavita 's hot wet slit I began to probe her asshole with two fingers. Smita had her mouth firmly planted on her mothers pussy and was sucking and licking her mothers stiff clit as I banged away in Kavita's tight hot cunt. Kavita had pulled her daughters legs up and was eating Smita's cum filled pussy while she probed her cunt and asshole with long firm strokes. I felt the by now familiar feeling of Kavita 's cunt and anus clamping down on my cock and fingers as she approached her orgasm. I pounded my cock up her cunt and flooded her pussy with another load of sticky cum as she and Smita twisted in orgasmic bliss.

The ladies layed on their sides recovering and slowly licking each other's pussies as I watched and enjoyed the show. Shortly my cock began to rise again and I moved around to Smita's cunt and began to probe her hot slippery cunt while her mother continued to lick her daughter's sweet pussy. I spread Smita's anus and began to finger her tight ass pucker while I slowly pushed my cock in and out of her wet twat. Kavita grabbed Smita's ass cheek and spread her daughter's ass open even more as if inviting me to fuck her there. I pulled out and Kavita grabbed my cock wetting it in her mouth then placing the throbbing head at the entrance to her daughters pulsing rectum. I slowly pushed into Smita's hot tight anus bringing a moan of pleasure to her lips. Once I had forced my full ten inches into Smita's hot ass Kavita began to tongue fuck her daughters hot pussy while she fingered my asshole in time to my pounding strokes up her daughters anus.

Looking at Smita I saw the she had her thumb rammed up her mothers cunt and her index and middle fingers deeply up Kavita 's asshole while she lashed at her mothers stiff protruding clit. I continued to fuck Smita's asshole until she climaxed twice and I filled her tight little asshole with my sperm. Pulling out I moved quickly to Kavita 's rear and Smita begged me to fuck her mother's hot asshole.

Smita spread her mother's wet anus and pushed the head of my still swollen cock up Kavita 's pink puckered asshole. Kavita 's anus was hot and tight and I probed her rectum with long hard strokes burying my cock to my balls with every thrust. Soon Kavita was nearly incoherent as her anal induced orgasm swept her body. Her asshole clamped down hard and I felt like I had my cock in a velvet vise this made me climax and I filled Kavita 's hot ass with a load of my sticky juice. I continued to fuck Kavita 's tight rear as I watched Smita's face fill with pleasure as her mother worked her magic on Smita's cunt and asshole bringing her daughter to a massive climax.

Even with all this stimulation I found I was unable to get hard right away and sat and watched as mother and daughter continued to pleasure each other for the next few minutes. After they had wound down their passion a bit Kavita got up and went to the dresser retrieving a large strap on double dildo. Wetting one end in her mouth Kavita spread her legs and slowly pushed half of the 18-inch monster into her swollen pink pussy and secured it with the straps. Kavita looked great with that monster cock up her pussy, the free end swinging back and forth as she approached Smita and I on the bed. Smita pushed me back and started to suck my semi hard cock as her mother got into position behind her and slowly rammed the fat plastic shaft up her daughter's pussy.

Smita was deep throating my cock now taking my fully erect 10 inched deep into her throat with each downward plunge. Kavita had grabbed her daughter's tits and was fucking that dildo up Smita's cunt with hard fast strokes. Smita began to climax as did her mother and I had all I could do to keep from spurting my load down Smita's silky throat. Smita crawled up on me and Kavita grabbed my prick guiding my thick cock up her daughter's slippery tight vagina. Smita slowly forced her cunt down impaling herself on my hot prick as Kavita licked and sucked her daughter's puckered anus. Kavita moved in again with her fake cock and slowly forced the entire exposed nine inches slowly up her daughters exposed asshole. Smita let out a scream and began to thrust herself into the twin assault on her cunt and asshole pounding my cock up her cunt as her mother reamed her tight little butt with enraged passion. That big dildo forced up her anus made Smita's cunt tighter than ever and she climaxed quickly milking my cock and forcing my sperm to shoot up her hot tight pussy.

Totally drained by the experience Smita collapsed on my chest while her mother continued to fuck her asshole until that fat plastic cock in her pussy brought her to orgasm too. After Smita had regained her strength She move to her mother and licked her clit as she removed the dildo Kavita sucked my cock restoring the hardness I had just a few minutes before. Kavita Climbed up on me as I helped push the dildo up Smita's cunt and secure the strap. Smita positioned her mother over my hot prick and guided me into Kavita 's hot wet slit forcing her mother down my hard fat shaft until I she was fully impaled on my throbbing prick.

As Kavita began to fuck her pussy on my stiff prick Smita moved behind her mother and licked Kavita 's anus wetting it and then slowly forced the dido up her mothers tightly packed asshole. I could feel the stiff plastic shaft slipping in and out with the rhythm of my thrusts and each double invasion of Kavita 's cunt and ass brought a low moan from her throat. I grabbed Kavita 's large firm breasts and pulled at her nipples as we ground our way to climax. I came first filling Kavita 's tightly packed pussy with my spunk as Smita called out her climax. We continued to stroke Kavita 's pussy and ass until she came and passed out on my chest. We all slept together that night and in the morning I fucked mother and daughter both before I left.



Mother and Daughter



I slowly descended the stairs. Feeling the soft carpet brush the bottom of my feet my dark brown hair drift away fom my neck as I moved. It tickled a little and I could smell the scent of waffles and coffee drifting from the kitchen. It was warm enough in the house for my loose tank-top and tight, black shorts. I was so hungry and knew that mum had been up early and cooked me breakfast. It was a sleepy Saturday morning, dad wasn't home, so i knew mum and I would finally get time together. Turning the corner into the kitchen, I saw mum in her red housecoat by the stove with her dirty blonde hair resting on her shoulders, showing that I had my father's hair. Counter on the right had a high stack of waffles and the stove mum faced had a pan with omelettes cooking. 

"Is there anything I can help with?" I asked. As she turned to face me when she heard me enter. Her rectangular glasses sitting on her nose gave her more a look of a strict librarian than of the fun, lively mother she was. Even with the glasses though, her shining smile gave away her happiness.

"You can turn the temperature up a bit honey." mum suggested. I left the kitchen to turn the heat up. When I returned I noticed her golden tanned legs poking out from the bottom of her housecoat. I always loved seeing her long smooth legs when we went swimming. Her legs were always tan and stretched on forever. I could hardly keep myself from Sliding my hands or feet up and down them. I just wanted to feel them, moving my hands up her calfs to her silky thighs. Mum lifted her arms above her head to stretch and the bottom of her housecoat lifted up slightly, revealing the bottom of her round ass. 

"Honey, can you take the food to the table?" Mum asked.

I walked up close to her to grab the food from the counter, when she turned. She tilted her head slightly, with her loving eyes gazing into mine, she pressed her soft lips against mine. Parting my lips with her tongue. Swirling her tongue in my mouth, I could feel myself getting dizzy. It felt great and I rubbed my tongue against hers. Sharing our saliva and moving tongues from my mouth to hers. After a while, she broke the kiss off. She smiled, said that she liked the taste of my tongue, but she wanted to taste other places.

I smiled and said, "As long as i can taste you too." My mum was beautiful. There is no doubt in my mind to make me think differently. Now I knew she was a wonderful kisser and that with that kiss she had managed to force my nipples to stick into my shirt leaving them visible to any who even glanced at my chest.

She said, "Breakfast first, we're going to need to eat and get your energy up, we have a lot of work today." She slapped my ass before picking up our dishes and carrying them to the table. I follwed her and sat down next to her without saying a word, but the grin on my face probably spoke for me. We ate breakfast and drank our tea.

We cleared our dishes, then she said, "you really did turn the temperature up didn't you?"

I said, "yes it is getting really hot in hear"

She smiled and said, "we should just take off some unneeded clothes then, don't you think?" Standing, she undid the tie that held the crimson housecoat from showing her body. Opening it, she revealed that as well as not wearing panties she had no bra. She was thin and tan all over. I knew she took care of herself, but seeing her waxed smooth body surprised me with how young she seemed.

I was standing in my tight short-shorts, with my nipples getting harderer as i looked at my mom. She was completely nude. Showing her smooth and tan body. I love her legs, they're so smooth and long and sexy. She sat down on a kitchen chair, looking up at me. I wasn't sure what to do next. It was really warm and i was starting to get wet.

Mum softly smiled and said "come and sit on mummy's lap". I walked over, more nervous than before and i was careful when i sat down that the wet spot on my shorts wasn't pressed against mum's leg. I sat down facing away from her, pushing my butt close to her. She held my hips and guided me onto her lap. Mum turned me on her lap, holding my legs. 

My side was facing her. She bent her head down to me tits, I pushed out my chest, making it easier for her to get to my breasts with her mouth. She licked my tit and reached her left arm around my back and under my arm to squeeze my left tit. I put my hand on hers, squeezing my tit tighter. I sqirmed on her lap getting closer to her, trying not to moan or make a sound. Turning my body further to try to face her, i pushed my side against hher chest, feeling your breasts heaving against my side. Her's were warm and soft. Not as firm as mine, but they were more comfortable than mine. Mum's nipples poked my body as she licked and pinched mine. I couldnt stand it anymore. I had to moan. I moaned loudly, almost a scream. She asked if she was pinching too hard. 

I just smiled. Pulling our hands away from my tit, she sat up straight with her head away from my nipple. I licked my lips, turning on her lap, curling my right leg up to my chest, i turned to face her and put one leg down on each side of her and the chair. Mum pulled her legs in more, forcing me higher in her lap. One of my boobs was getting cold from being wet from mum's tongue. Her head was at the level of my tits now, and she grabbed them tightly in her hands. I remember they were nice and warm. She rubbed them lots and pushed them together. Then she licked her tongue slowly from my bellybutton, up inbetween my tits. Reaching my neck she went back down and licked between my breasts several more times. it felt amazing and i don't know why. I pushed my chest out to her face, she right away squeezed my tits together and pushed her face against both of them. She squeezed really tightly! rubbing my nipples with her thumbs and licking my tits. My shorts were getting soaked and I could feel the juices leaking onto my mum's lap.She was moaning into my tits and she moan made me moan, softly this time.

I put my hands on her neck and pulled her face away from my tits, I didn't want to cum so soon. I said something like " Mum, my shorts are getting sticky" She giggled which kind of embarrassed me. She saw me blush and asked if I would like to go on the couch where it was more comfortable. I said yes. I turned to face away from her so i could stand up. As I stood, i tried to arch my back and present my ass for her. I started towards the couch when she said " I can see your shorts are soaked, it's dripping down your leg" She quickly got down behind me, placing her hands on my hips, she pulled my shorts down slowly, sliding them down my legs. It made me sooo much more wet. I stepped out of my shorts and began to walk to the couch again, but mum stopped me by grabbing my hips once again. She slid her hands down my hips and around to my ass. 

She squeezed my cheeks, saying "I love how firm and round your ass is. I bet you love having your ass fucked." She rarely swore and saying it this way made me feel dirty. I loved it.

She moved her fingers to my crack now. sliding them up and down. One of her fingers found my hole, i think by accident. She gently rubbed my asshole with that finger while the others still slid in my crack. I arched my back again, sticking my ass out for her. I felt something soft and wet glide across my smooth round ass, moving quickly towards the finger that was playing with my hole. The finger left my hole and her tongue replaced it. Wetting my asshole and making me shake. She spread my ass cheeks with her fingers and started to lick wildly at my asshole. She pushed it in, but it couldn't go far. My ass was soooo tight, but i wanted her in it, so I pushed my hips back towards her. 

Her tongue licked and licked my hole making it drenched in her saliva. I was so turned on i started rubbing my tits forcefully. her fingers were sliding along the wet skin between my ass an d my clit, teasing me by not going in. Just when i thought she was going to stop licking and we would go to the couch, she pulled my hole open and slid two fingers in my asshole. My ass contracted immediately around her fingers, squeezing them inside me. She wiggled them around in me, opening my ass up a little. Just enough to pull her fingers out. She gradually pulled her two fingers out of my hole. While her other fingers tickled my crack and her other hand squeezed my cheek. I was furiously rubbing and squeezing my tits now, making my pussy soaking wet. Feeling my juice run down my leg turned me on, and knowing that my mum had her fingers in my wet ass had me incredibly horny. Her two fingers slowly coming out of my asshole near the edge was amazing, her fingers rubbed the inside of my asshole. Tightly pressing my tits together and rubbing them hard feeling my breathing get heavy, as she pulled her fingers from my ass I shuddered and felt my ass contract again. Pinching my nipples tight, I screamed and squirted!! 

I couldn't move. The orgasm just shook through my body. My ass and pussy contracted several times. Each time squirting a bit more. My feet were soaked and my body kept shaking, my heart was racing so fast. I tried to just breathe, but it came out in gasps of air. As soon as mum saw me cum, she started licking my legs getting as much of it as she could. When I was able to move again and catch my breath, I turned to face mum. I took a step and realized I had made a puddle all over the floor. Mum was on her knees and licked up my legs to my pussy. She licked the lips of my pussy, getting most of my cum off, before licking back down my other leg. I was still shaking from the orgasm. It was amazing!! 

I sat down on the floor next to her, not caring for the mess I had made and kissed her. Filling her mouth with my tongue and placing my hands on the back of her neck and carressing her face. I pulled her into me, she kissed back, swirling her tongue with mine. I could taste myself in her mouth and it was spectacular. We moved closer, pressing her soft big tits against my firm round ones. Still in our kiss, I slid my hand down her neck and side, letting it rest on her hip. She broke off the kiss. I smirked and moved my hand from her hip, to her thigh, then to her pussy. I rubbed my fingers against her labia. It was hot against my cold fingers. Wet and dripping before I even touched it. Still kissing, I felt her labia was looser than mine. It was easier to slip my three fingers into her than it would be to put in myself. With my fingers inside her I could feel her heat and knew she needed to cum. 

Sharply shoving my fingers deep into her, she moaned into my mouth. Rubbing my thumb around in the liquid on her labia my other fingers pushed deeper in her. Mum wiggled her hips, further onto my hand. Forcing my fingers far inside. I fiercely stirred my fingers around in her pussy, pushing harder and faster in her. She bit my lip and groaned into it. Releasing my lip she leaned her head back, thrust her chest out squeezing our breasts together, and screamed. It just drove me to push my hand into her with more force than before. Hearing the wet sound of her pussy accepting my fingers fuck it. Pushing deeper and harder, Faster and faster, I tilt my head to his her neck. Our bodies pressed together, Mum thrusting her hips along the wet floor onto my hand. her breathing was heavy and laboured now, driving me crazy to fuck her pussy with my hand more and more. 

She arched her back and spread her legs more to let me jam more of my hand in her. Pressing my hand in up to my wrist. Moaning and moaning, mum bucked wildly on my arm, wriggling further on than I knew I could. I pressed it in faster and forcefully now, loving the feeling of her juices covering my arm and the slopping sounds of my arm sliding in and out of her. Faster and faster, she groaned and I panted. My tits pushed hard against hers, my legs pressing on hers keeping them apart as she squirmed while my hand fucked her juicy pussy. She let out a long raspy moan, her body becoming rigid. I pushed deeper and harder and faster, wanting mum to cum on me. Wanting to taste her. Thrusting my hand in and out between the lips of her pussy. Faster and stronger, wanting to feel her cum on me. My hand fucked her more and more. Her head snapped back, her legs twitched and I could feel her pussy contract around my hand. She shot her juice out around my hand and onto my bare smooth legs before collapsing with her back on the already soaked floor. I felt her cum mix with mine beneath us and I fell on top of my mum, putting my breasts again between us. Both of us panting and out of breath, I slid my drenched hand along her side then to my mouth where I licked it clean while she recovered.



Mother and Daughter are Trained



Chapter three

Heather and I sat naked on the step of the oversized Jacuzzi tub while our goddess bathed. We watched in awe as Cyntha slowly caressed every inch of her magnificent body. I felt the craving in my loins for her thick, luscious she meat. I smiled when Cyntha rose to allow us to rinse off the scented oils and soaps lathered over her perfect body. Heather took the Cynthas' rear while I took the front. We thoroughly rinsed every inch, I spent as long as I can making sure each and every centimeter of her she cock was immaculate while Heather did the same to Cynthas' ass. 

Cyntha, in her sexiest voice said. " I have a surprise for you two. This will be the next step in your training. Go prepare yourselves for something exciting...Now!"

We had finished our showers and we dressed together. It took us a while to decide on what to wear. We both agreed on stockings with garters and the hottest "fuck me heels" we had. Heather wore white, while I chose black. Our perfect asses were framed so seductively by our garters.

We stood together admiring ourselves in the mirror when we heard the door bell ring. Heather and I both exchanged shocked looks. "Who would this be at this time of night?" I asked. 

Cyntha called to us. " Ladies come here, I need to introduce you to someone."

Heather and I descended the stairs, little knowing what surprise awaited us. Standing in the foyer was another cinnamon chocolate beauty. Cyntha saw our questioning looks and began. " This beautiful woman is my sister Cali She will take over your training. You will obey her as if she were me." 

Cali was the model that Cyntha used to transform herself too. Cali was tall with a body one usually only sees in the most exotic of magazines. She turned to place her jacket upon the foyer wall hooks, Calis' derriere, framed in a skin tight leather skirt cut two inches below the lowest of its' curves was exquisite. She was a masterpiece of femininity. Her flawless features and casual grace were instantly endearing. Heather looked shocked as I am sure I did too. We were looking at twins only one was a pure female and the other, her brother, was as beautiful as she. 

At this point, and without saying a word Cali produced two collars made of silver from her leather bag. She held them in front of her at waist height. Heather and I hesitated only one second before we obediently went forward and fell to our knees; our heads bowed in supplication to our newest of instructors. 

Cali placed a silver ring around Heathers' and my neck, she then produced two matching chains from her bag of tricks and proceeded to clip one end to each of our collars. 

Cali, with a voice so full of sensual control, looked up to Cyntha and said. "These two will do quite nicely Cyntha. I shall take the mother for private training, I need her to understand her role." 

Cali nonchalantly dropped Heathers chain and proceeded to pull me toward our library. I looked to Cali with a pleading eyes and asked. " Should I stand or crawl Cali?"

Calis' response was immediate and brutal. In one movement she spun and choked up on the chain and collar and pulled my face to the floor. Her eyes, brilliant and fiery; a voice so perfectly tuned to a dangerous fury; began. " When you want to question me, you shall sit and I may or may not acknowledge you. When I pull this chain you will follow its' lead without hesitation. This will be your first and only warning. Now raise your face to my pussy, breath in the scent of your mistress. Inhale all you can absorb, drive my scent deeply into your brain, for you shall never forget it." 

I obeyed without hesitating. I placed my nose against her hairless pussy lips and inhaled with all of my lung capacity. I felt my pussy flood with juices like no other time in my life. Her scent was unlike any scent ever discovered. I wanted to taste every savory inch. I flicked out my tongue to taste her beautiful pussy. As my tongue lightly grazed the lips of her labia I felt the sting of leather across my ass. 

Cali, with an even more danger added to her tone, admonished me again. "I said to inhale my scent not lick it, you have not earned that privilege as of yet. So far, I have seen only insolence. Now! Roll to your back and submit!" 

I had never known such control, so instinctively, not knowing what to actually do I stayed frozen in my position on all fours. Again, the leather leash handle assailed by rear. An internal preservation mechanism, instantly took over and I felt the cool marble tiles along my back as Cali glared down at my supplicating form. I glanced up to see the slight smile she gave to Cyntha who had taken the leash of Heather and was guiding her toward the bedroom. I dared not move an inch for fear of the lash, I felt the burning sensation in the areas Cali had struck and I knew I was now totally dominated. 

I felt the pull of the leash as I quickly returned to my knees and followed Cali as she sauntered toward our library. The scent of her perfect pussy still filling my senses and the lucky taste I had stolen made me crave her pussy more than anything I had ever craved. As we entered the library I felt Cali pull the leash toward one of the sofas. I crawled toward the sofa and stopped short as Cali stopped. She turned and sat down as I stayed kneeling at her feet. 

Cali looked down at me and through her smile intimated. " Good, you are coming along nicely, perhaps you won't be as hard to train as I thought. Now remove my boots and massage my feet. If you do it correctly I shall reward you. I believe you know the alternative!"

Cali stretched out her spectacular legs. Her legs were shaped like a professional dancer or an athlete; muscular thighs tapering to well defined calve muscles. I lowered the zipper on the side of each boot and tenderly removed each one, taking time to carefully place them to her left and aligned perfectly. I have had my feet rubbed but I had never done it for anyone else, but I knew what I liked and I only prayed that Cali would too. I spent forty minutes massaging every millimeter of her perfect feet and toes. Calis' legs were parted and her perfect pussy was in full view. I knew this only because I had stolen quick glances up to her face to see if she was enjoying the foot massage. Her pussy was only the length of her leg away but I felt as though I would need to climb Mt. Everest to only taste it again. 

I felt the leash pull me closer between her legs and Cali began. " You did well and even though I saw your fleeting glances at my beautiful pussy you did not linger and your hands felt delightful on my feet. I shall now reward you." 

Cali parted her legs further apart and pulled my head upward to look at the two perfect mouth like lips of her pussy. I craved to smell and taste it but dared not move an inch until instructed to. 

Cali began." I will now instruct you on how you will lick my pussy. Listen well, I do not like to repeat instructions... When I tell you to begin, you will slowly approach my pussy, lightly kissing my thighs, both of them. You will then work your kisses up to my pussy lips and show me how much you love my pussy with your kisses. You will slowly and lovingly begin to kiss the hood of my clitoris your kisses will increase to lightly sucking the hood finishing each suck with a kiss. When I tell you to begin with your tongue you will lightly stroke the hood of my clitoris, Slowly, I will tell you when to use a faster stroke and we shall see how you do from there. Now, begin."

No sooner had the "n" in "begin" been pronounced when I began my loving journey along Calis' spectacular legs. I slowly kissed my way to center of her core, being careful to only respond to her breathing. I lovingly caressed the hood of her clitoris so to convey the desire I had to taste her essence. It was after ten full minutes of gentle kissing and sucking her now engorged clitoris that I began to see white droplets of cream forming at the entrance to her vagina. I wanted to lick those droplets clean, but my mistress had not yet given me permission to proceed. As if reading my mind, Cali finally spoke. " You are doing well, so far! I know that your own pussy is crying out to be touched. I will tell you when you may touch it. You will not touch it until I order you so. Now! Plunge your tongue into my delicious pussy and taste of the juices you have conjured."

The moment my tongue entered her perfect pussy, my mind shut out all external influences. There was nothing in the world more important than the inside of Calis' pussy. The first taste of her pussy juice caused me to quiver and sob with joy. I wanted to drown myself in the delicious juice I now devoured. If only I could have a longer tongue. I wanted to taste every centimeter of the inside of Calis' pussy. I felt her raise her hips from the couch and slowly begin to grind her soft pussy into my mouth. I had never felt so happy pleasing someone as I did now.



Mother and Daughter BBC



Again I'd like to thank everyone whose read my story and enjoyed it, as well as those who've offered my feedback. I've enjoyed reading about how people have enjoyed my stories and taken to heart problems people have had, granted as long as the problems weren't with the story being of the interracial genre. I am continuing Confessions but I wanted to let this story test the water as well, I'm also thinking of submitting a fantasy type story since it the genre in which I hope to be nationally published. On that note I'd like to ask what new things would you like to see both in Confessions and this story. Thus far I've been writing for my own enjoyment but I realize once you move a story to a public forum it becomes the writers responsibility to mix the audience's likes with his or her own, so again feel free to comment what you really think. I cannot thank you enough and please enjoy the first installment of Mother and Daughter BBC.

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Growing up I was never the adventurous type, always taking the safe route. I got excellent grades in high school, honor roll almost every semester through college, and when I graduated I married a safe, white Christian man three years older than myself. Together we had a beautiful daughter named Ashley who at the time things started to change was eighteen. I was so happy with my dull life; I never even imagined anything better, anything more. That is until that warm fall when my family became, well I guess the best word for it is awkward. 

To tell you a little more about myself my name is Erica, I'm a thirty-eight year old Caucasian woman. I'm mid-sized, topping out just over 5,5 with plump round C cup breasts and a trim figure thanks to my rigorous fitness routine. MY body is in just about as good a shape as its ever been in, just slightly curvy just enough to give me a round plump ass and thick chest. My husband isn't much taller than me, just 5,8—before our incident little inadequacies like that didn't bother me. It never mattered to me that his dick was pencil thin and never gave me an orgasm, or that we hardly even spoke anymore. I was happy with the large home he provided and the security of his large paycheck. It was a life I was absolutely happy with. 

The day we first met them we were having a mother and daughter day. My husband was out of town on business and the two of us were sitting at the dining room table, planning the events of our day. Our relationship was...well to tell the truth strained. Ashley was in the final years of her teens and her rebellious side was going out of control. It wasn't that her friends were bad, or that she was hanging out with suspicious guys, on the contrary I loved her boyfriend Rob. The problem was she wouldn't listen to a thing I said, no matter how simple the request. Getting her to wash the dishes was like WWII all over again, each and every time. She hated me, and for the life of me I couldn't understand why, though on that day she had made the reason abundantly clear. She wanted to go out with her boyfriend and I was forcing her to spend the day with me. Thinking back to my own teenage years I could remember how much I hated being forced to spend time with my mother but we didn't have many opportunities, I couldn't just let this one pass. 

I had the whole day all planned out, first we went to the mall; I'll skip that part simply saying it was a complete disaster. Next we went out to eat, yet another disaster. The final thing on our list of things to do was swim out at the creek in the forest preserve by out neighborhood. Being outdoors like that held great memories for me and I hoped it would make some good ones for my daughter, I was wrong yet again. ON our way up to the creek she complained about the bugs biting her and when we got there she said the water was too cold. Her enjoyment of the day lost all relevance with me as I simply tried to force my daughter to participate in the activity. 

We finished swimming around six, after which we climbed out, still in our bathing suits and made a small campfire to sit and watch the stars a little before heading back. When I turned to my daughter the look on her face was absolutely furious. I rubbed my forehead wondering what I could do if anything to turn the day around for her. A very strange answer came tromping through the growth not more than a minute later. Two large black men, one near 6,8 and the other about 6,4 stumbled upon us sitting out looking over the creek. Being a proper-bred upperclass white I instantly got a bad feeling about the two men. I reached for Ashley's arm, ready to run if they came near us. Ashley had learned very little from me in her eighteen years but she knew at least to fear a black man when they approached. 

I had hopped to slip away down the path to our left but the two men saw us and approached. As they got closer I saw them waving at us, wearing big smiles, though not very terrifying. If I had known better I would have welcomed them but at that point in time I was too set in my racist mindset. 

"Hey there" the shorter of the two said. "Sorry to interrupt your moment but we're a bit lost. We're new to the area and after going for a walk we couldn't find the path that led back out of the forest." 

Figures I thought to myself. After all what big dumb nigger could find his way out of crackerjack box let alone a forest. I started to say that we couldn't help them when my daughter said coldly, "Why don't you big dumb niggers just go get lost." 

This I certainly didn't teach her. Racism wasn't something you spouted to someone's face, certainly not when they were that big and you were very, very alone. 

Both of the big black men looked shocked, unable to decide how to respond. I expected them to try something violent, or use harsh words but instead they simply laughed. My face scrunched into a puzzled frown as I tried to figure out just what was so funny. "What's with you big dumb niggers, why aren't you angry!" my Ashley shouted. I shot an angry glare toward her. I quickly apologized, saying that I had no idea where she learned to act like that, obviously I was lying through my teeth. 

"Come on you big stupid niggers do something" 

"Shhh" I hissed. I looked back to the men hopeless. I couldn't understand what my daughter was after. I looked pleadingly at the black men but to my relief and confusion they were still laughing. 

"She certainly has a mouth on her" laughed the smaller one.

"And so cute" added the larger one. 

I didn't know what to say, only that I would have to make it up to them somehow. I thought about offering to show them the way out of the forest when I heard something growling behind us. I turned to see a mammoth of bear raising up on its hind legs, snarling. For a split second I wondered what I had done to land such bad luck as to run into black men and a bear all in the same thirty-minute time frame, after that I screamed. 

The bear lunged at me when suddenly an arm as dark as the moonlight swung. His fist caught the bear dead between the eyes, leveling it. I looked to see the larger of the black men, the 6,8 one standing over me his fist still extended. My next reaction was to look over toward my daughter to ascertain her safety. She was safely curled in her arms, her eyes wide before giving in to tears. She got up and raced to me, throwing her arms around me. That's when the bear rose again. Snarling and lashing at my daughter. The large black man caught the bear's jaws on his arm while the smaller (the 6,4 one) threw a punch splitting the bear's skull, leaving it incapacitated. 

I looked back and forth between my black heroes, too overwhelmed to be ashamed of myself for what I'd previously said. My daughter was silent; I assumed she too was embarrassed. 

"Thank you, oh thank you so much! I promise when we get back to town I'll get you a proper reward, my husband has a lot of money and influence." 

"That won't be necessary," said the smaller of the black men. "Oh we haven't introduced ourselves. My name is Steve, and this here is my brother Kamal." 

I introduced Ashley and myself, after which we sat over by our campfire to let Kamal rest, his arm still bleeding slightly, and to talk more. I was shocked to find out that Kamal, the giant was the younger of the two and even more surprised to learn he wasn't much older than my Ashley, just twenty years old. Steve on the other hand was twenty-eight and the owner of a budding computer technology company. He told me that he and his brother had recently moved into town after his company made a major expanse and he found himself able to afford new luxuries. Rich, intelligent, brave, these weren't things I associated with blacks and with the adrenaline wearing off I quickly became ashamed of myself. 

"Please, let me pay you back somehow. I can't let you go unrewarded." 

"If you really feel like you have to," Steve answered looking over toward Ashley.

He turned to Kamal who simply shrugged. "You really don't have to the little brother added, the first time he'd spoken all night. His voice was so rich and deep; his brother had a fine voice too. I felt a strange pull in my chest; I couldn't understand what it was. 

"Please, I really want to. You were hurt, I would be a horrible person if I didn't do something to repay you." 

"Then why don't you let your daughter pick our reward," suggested Steve. 

I didn't understand what he was getting at. I looked over at Ashley who was now blushing. Ashley, what is he talking about, and if the next thing out of your mouth is slightly disrespectful I swear I'll tell your father to whip you when we get home." 

"Fuck us," was Ashley's bashful reply. I looked at her dumbstruck, unable to process what my ear had just heard. 

"So you really didn't understand," laughed Steve. 

"Understand what!" I shot back.

"Your daughter, earlier when she was calling us niggers she was trying to get us to rape the both of you. She's curious about black men and is a little reckless with her life so she decided to take the chance." 

I just stared at him blank faced then looked to my daughter, she was equally shocked. 

"how did you know what I was thinking," she gasped breathlessly.

"We're not your ordinary black men Steve smirked. We're both, a little different. We come from a family that possesses certain power, powers that come in handy quite often. For instance I can read minds and Kamal can see the future. Along with that we have strength beyond a normal humans, and a few other interesting abilities—he grinned over at Kamal before continuing—Kamal saw you guys coming here and being attacked by that bear so we showed up to stop something terrible from happening." 

All of what he was saying was beyond belief but knowing next to nothing about black men it wasn't hard for me to accept it. After all their bodies were as dark as midnight, covered in layers of rock hard, solid muscle, everything about them defied any of the logic I'd grown up with. 

"So then said Steve, why don't we get our payment over with? I know your daughter is anxious to try and I have to say seeing the both of you in those skimpy swim suits has me pretty hard." 

I was taken aback, was this really about to happen. Were two big black men really about to fuck me and my daughter? I watched horrified at first as Steve pulled his shirt over his shoulders, revealing his dark body, free of any hairs or blemishes, it appeared to be etched out of solid muscle. Steve told Kamal to take care of Ashley, that her thoughts said she wanted the bigger one, while Steve advanced toward me. I took a step back, terrified. I stumbled over my own legs and fell to the ground, hovering above my head was Steve, now in nothing but his boxers. In his pant leg I could make out the shape of a long fat limp cock, the head poking out from the bottom of the leg, as dark as the night. I was terrified by it but so turned on at the same time. Finally I had realized what that tingle I'd felt before was, longing. The moment I saw these black men my body had wanted to feel what they had to offer. Steve's shaft was easily double the length of my husband's and in the comparison of thickness it was like a bad joke, Steve was like a coke bottle. My husband couldn't stand up to a cock like this, not in a million years. I looked over to my left, my daughter was already on her knees kissing the swollen black shaft of Kamal which to my horror was even longer and thicker than Steve's. He was a monster, it had to have been thirteen inches, though Steve was a monster in his own right. At least ten inches of black python. 

"Kamal is actually closer to fourteen inches," grinned Steve. "But none the less your correct he's huge." Taking my small, feeble white hand Steve brought it to his dick and began stroking his cock with my fingers. It felt good but I couldn't take my eyes off Ashley. You have to understand I'm not very big and Ashley is even smaller than me. 5,0 tall, incredibly thin with B cup breasts, everything on her is petite, and while my behind has a good size and shape to it Ashley only inherited the firm round shape. Despite this she kissed the long black monster in front of her and opened her mouth as wide as she could, taking the fat head of Kamal's cock into her small white mouth. She slurped on it, bringing her head back and forth over his mushroom, letting it pop out of her mouth to lick the inside of the slit. She then took the mushroom back into her mouth and sucked on it gingerly. I watched as Kamal's eyes flickered at the pleasure he felt from her teasing mouth. Towering above her he had to bend his knees slightly just so her mouth could reach. To ease his strain my daughter rose up from straightening herself on her knees. She hummed happily looking at Kamal and was shocked when he grabbed the back of her head and started pushing it further over her dick. 

I gasped as my baby took more of the back dick, inch at a time. Her mouth was stretched open as far as it would go as she was forced to take it further. Her eyes bulged, I was sure it had reached her throat, but Kamal just didn't stop. He pulled even further, to the point I could see his cock bugling through her throat as it slid down. He continued until her nose was rubbing in his hairy black pubes, my daughter screaming over the large cock. Without warning Steve grabbed the back of my head and thrust me onto his cock as Kamal had done to my daughter. I gagged on it as he thrust me to mid-shaft and back, the feeling in my throat was oddly pleasant. I found myself slurping back on his cock as he rode my throat drilling deeper till, like my Ashley I was impaled down to his pubes. He moved me back and forth over it as I moaned over the thick meat. 

I looked up at Steve; his eyes were shut as he relentlessly fucked my mouth. His hands squeezed my skull hard, like they were going to smash my head in, something I didn't doubt they could do but at that point I didn't care. I was in heaven sucking on that long hard black meat, my tongue Flared under his cock, licking him as I sucked, desperate to taste him. I eagerly gobbled his throbbing shaft, slurping it hard. God what's happening to me I thought. My daughter was just two feet away from me getting throat raped and here I was savoring the long black shaft of a man who was most certainly not my husband. After several minutes of thrusting in my mouth Steve groaned loudly and let a thick torrent of steaming pasty sperm pushed down my throat and as he pulled his cock out—fill my mouth. Instantly I fell in love with the taste, so strong and domineering like the rest of him. 

Having completed my task I looked over at Ashley. Kamal was doing the same as his brother shoving his cock up and down her throat, making her gag. When Kamal pulled the big dick out of her mouth she coughed unable to breath. She had just barely recovered when he grabbed her face and pushed his cock back down her throat, holding it there. He made small thrusts, not letting more than an inch out of Ashley's mouth. She gagged and began to choke on his dick but still he wouldn't stop, and even worse I didn't stop him. Some sick part of me was enjoying watching what the mammoth black man was doing to her innocent teen throat. Delighted to see her small body gag and squirm helplessly at the feet of a black giant. 

Ashley punched at Kamal's thick legs nothing could stop his assault. I watched as Ashley's eyes began to roll back in her head just as Kamal let out a roar that would send full grown mountain lions running in fear. Ashley's body, head, and throat went into seizure as Kamal pulled his thick black cock from her throat. When the tip popped out of her mouth it was followed by a slimy shot of cum, hitting Ashley on her forehead, running down the side of her nose to her cheek. Ashley swallowed the nut in her mouth; what she couldn't manage to get down oozed from her mouth to her pale stomach. She began to burp erratically but fought hard to keep the rest of the cum down. 

Again Kamal didn't wait for her to recover, throwing her down on the ground, holding her wrists above her head with one hand and positioning his cock with the other. I put my hands over my mouth, wondering how the hell he planned to get something that thick into my daughters tight snatch. Kamal certainly shocked me, and my daughter who was screaming at the top of her lungs. "It won't fit, stop its too big...too biIIIGGGG!" Kamal cut her off slowly sliding his big shaft in without pausing even a second to let her become accustomed. His big dick just kept going at its steady pace sliding all the way up her vagina. Ashley screamed louder now, and even louder when he was all the way in. Then pulling his hips back so that half of the shaft let her Kamal thrust back in, stuffing my helpless teenage daughter. 

"You're killing me!" she screamed, as tears rolled down her cheeks. How many times had I seen those tears break me or her father's will, forcing us to give in to her, yet this tears had no effect on Kamal. His will was like iron; he just kept fucking her at his own pace, not stopping or even slowing. I looked up at Steve helplessly who simply shrugged his shoulders. Kamal can see the future; he won't do anything that will kill her. 

I looked back at them; I couldn't see how he wouldn't kill her with that thing. Ashley kept screaming as Kamal let go of her wrist and dropped his massive body over her, pinning her to the ground. Her legs kicked on either side of him as she released ear-piercing screeches between mindless screaming. "EEEEK! AAAAHHHEEEEEK!" 

Steve having watched enough pushed me into the dirt in the same face up position as my daughter and climbed on top of me. I watched his eyes, too afraid to see what was impaling my pussy. Thick, throbbing, warm black cock stuffed inside of me, sending stinging signals all the way up my vagina. Steve like his brother didn't stop at any point to let me adjust, he just kept shoving till he was poking at my cervix. Cold sweat was dripping down my face as he backed out, my voice was moaning but not screaming like Ashley's. Having years of sexual experience, abet nothing close to this had given me a leg up and by his sixth thrust I was beginning to feel pleasure from his stabbing thrusts. It was insane how different sex with a black man was than with a white one. With a white man there was little feeling at first, it slowly built up and if you were lucky he'd light your spark and give you a light tremor in your vagina. With this big black man it was a constant hammer of pain filled with devastating force that after only a few minutes burst into a wild explosion, like a fire works finale. Yes if I had to compare the two that's what it really was. Sparklers compared to a megaton bomb. 

Steve didn't bother pinning my arms, letting me throw them around his shoulders as I cried in painful joy. "Yes...yess...fuck that white pussy!" I couldn't believe what I was saying but lust had completely taken over at this point and I was asking for things I never asked my husband. 




Mother and Daughter BBC



"Fuck me...ah yes...like that. Fuck me harder, harder!" 

I don't know what I was thinking, I must have been suicidal, asking a giant black man with a ten inch dick to fuck me harder. I started to scream as his pace picked up, I could feel my pussy melting on his dick. It was fantastic. My juices poured out of my cunt, running down my thighs and over my little anus, Steve thrusting me senseless the whole time. I couldn't hold it off any longer, I came, came harder than I ever had with my husband or any of my previous white boyfriends. It was so wonderful, so fulfilling. 

Steve, having yet to cum fucked me through my orgasm only intensifying it, causing my hips to spasm. I rolled my head over to watch my poor Ashley who was so horse from screaming that all she could do was cough and whimper as Kamal rammed his massive shaft into her soft body. I wondered how many times she'd cum, and if she'd forgive me for doing nothing. My vagina was melting on his cock again as he drove me to my second orgasm. This one lasted much longer and was stronger than the first. Shortly after Steve threw his head into the air, tossing his shorthaired head around as he growled like his brother. Hot cum shot deep into my womb, sending a third orgasm into me, so powerful I began to cry. Steve wiped the tear from my eye and I rolled back over to watch Ashley and Kamal finish up. The big black monster roared as he slammed into Ashley so fast I could hardly his swift moving piston. I did however hear the squishing of Ashley's pussy, the loud clapping of his thighs slapping the inside of Ashley's legs and her soft whimpering and then finally a scream as Kamal unloaded in her. Ashley's body fell limp and I, to tired to move could not go comfort her. Slowly I began to feel my consciousness slipping as Steve whispered to me. Don't worry, everything is going to be fine.

I awoke the next morning in my bed, wondering if it had all just been a dream. Reaching down I touched my small pussy. It was drooling nonstop and so sore to the touch that I nearly cried just brushing my fingers over it. Lying next to me on my husband's unused pillow was a letter written on the back of a post card. On the front of the postcard was a picture of my daughter and I, lying naked and covered in cum, unconscious. On the back was a note from Steve. 

"Dear Erica

Kamal and I really had a great time, that had to be the best sex either of us has had in a while and trust me, coming from us that means something. I would say something like I hope we see each other again but Kamal has already told me that it's quite likely, so instead I'll say I look forward to seeing you in the future. 

Love your new black cock master

Steve." 

I shuddered as I read the letter, my heart gripped with fear but something deep down in my pussy felt excited at the prospect of seeing those two black men again.



Mother and Daughter BBW's share



Many people have trouble getting a date and it applies to men as well as women. This is a story about two women, and a man.

The women are mother and daughter. Mom is now forty-one and daughter is twenty-two. The guy is thirty-one, lives next door and moved in recently. They're all single now and Mom was divorced when daughter was barely three years old. 

The neighborhood is conventional rural and they reside in three-bedroom houses that are mirror images. The houses face east and each has a driveway and garage. The women's home has a driveway on the north side and the man's is on the south side of his home. The women's two lived-in bedrooms are on a side of their home opposite the man's bedroom in his home.

The evening of the day the man moved in, the daughter came home from work. With a day off Mom had been busy in the home with various tasks but not too busy to ignore the moving van next door.

I am the daughter and the story begins with Mom "The house next door is no longer empty." she tells me.

"Oh? Who moved in?" I asked.

"I'm not certain but I did see a man that didn't seem to be part of the moving company and he's still there. I don't know if he's married or anyone else is coming or if he's just house-sitting until the owners arrive." Mom tells me.

"What does he look like Mom?" I ask.

"He's very tall and looks to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He was barefoot wearing only shorts, has short brown hair and has a nice chest especially when it's soaked with sweat." Mom teases. "Maybe you'll meet him and he'll be a boyfriend worth having." she continues.

"Mom! I've never had a boyfriend and I doubt if one will suddenly appear next door." I tell her.

"Well maybe if you don't want him then, maybe he'll like an older woman." she laughed teasingly.

"You need a man. Dad was a dud cheating on you and all but now I can move out anytime and give you a place to entertain." I tell her continuing the tease.

"Well. Let's just see what happens if anything." Mom says and we have dinner and waste the rest of the evening in front of the boob-tube.

I did see the guy outside a few days later and Mom was right. He did look interesting. I don't know if he wore a different pair of shorts but he was wearing a pair when I saw him still without a shirt and barefoot and still sweating as he worked outside around the place. Besides sweat and shorts he was nice looking and then I caught sight of the thing that every woman enjoys or would like to be enjoying. If it was all real then he was virtually a stud under those shorts.

I was working part-time and attending college at the time and when I was home I began to notice him often and even spent more than a few minutes studying him as I hid behind the edge of windows. I was definitely interested and began fantasizing him nude and eager for me.

Mom and I talked about him a lot then and we talked openly. I saw Mom too studying him many times but neither of us had met him.

We paid a guy to take care of most of our yard work but we sometimes did the watering of the lawns and bushes ourselves and so one day when I had been watching him again in that same sort of uniform he seemed to dress in I hatched an idea.

It looked like he had a lot of work at the bedroom side of his house and would be there for a while.

Mom was gone for the day and I was in my robe because I hadn't dressed since I crawled out of bed. It might have been nine-thirty in the morning and it was going to be hot.

I pulled out a short sleeved but long-tailed white dress shirt and a frilly clean bra. The shirt was long-tailed because I'm chubby and if I tuck it into a skirt without the extra tail it pops out and I look like a plumber when I bend over.

This time after I had the bra on and fastened I put on the shirt but then had an idea. My bra was frilly but it was also fine mesh except for the frilly trim. I could see right through it and maybe that's a reason I like it so much. Instead of wearing the shirt straight down I grabbed the tails and tied them high under my tits. I liked the look and loosened the tie to allow my tits to jiggle when I walk. The tie also left my belly-button visible and I liked that.

As I've said I'm chubby but Mom and I have almost identical figures with large tits, soft obvious tummies and butts larger than we like although I've watched men look appreciatively at Mom's. Because we are so alike I've studied Mom's figure and use it to judge what I look best in and Mom does the same with me.

Next I found my tightest and shortest white shorts and fastened them. It did seem to make my tummy stand out and I didn't much care for that but I think Mom looks good that way so I forgot about it. Next I pulled out an old pair of tennies but they were dirty and I decided to go barefoot.

When I went out the back door and walked around to the garden hose I turned on the water and slowly worked my way around the yard to the side of the house next to where he was working. It didn't seem he'd noticed me yet, even though the watering was rather noisy, and so when I got closer I said "Hi my name is Sheri. Isn't it hot today?"

He turned slowly and nodded then when I thought he was going to ignore me he turned back and studied me. He was undressing me with his eyes and that was a fresh treat for me.

He stood then and said "Yeh it is hot. Would you like something cold to drink?"

"That would be nice Mr.?" I answered.

"Just call me Bill. I've got ice water and Diet Coke which would you like?" he smiled.

"Coke would be good." I said.

"Do you want to come inside and drink it out of this heat? You can turn off the water until we get back" he answered.

I was nervous but thrilled to learn his name and be invited into his house. "Sure give me a minute to turn it off?" I asked.

When I had it off and returned he escorted me to his back door and motioned for me to go ahead of him.

When we were inside he went straight to the refrigerator and pulled out two cans of Coke then rinsed their top under the faucet and dried them with a paper towel before bringing them back and handing me one.

We popped the can tops and he was studying my cleavage. I laughed and made certain my tits bounced for him "Thanks. We're out of Coke at home." and then he was studying my legs.

I started to speak but he interrupted me "Girls that come into a guy's house alone always have one thing on their mind." he said.

I was taken back and after a moment I asked "What is that?"

"You saw me, got turned on and want sex with me." he said matter-of-factly.

"What?" I almost screamed.

"You have a body built for sex and a set of cans and ass that beg to have your body taken. Your tits are huge and you dressed to show them to me." he said confidently and I had a serious wet moment.

"I don't know what you mean. I always dress this way." I stammered.

"No you don't. I've seen both you and your Mom and you guys never dress this way." and he seemed to be leering at me.

"I've also seen you both watching me out your window. You want me so now you get naked for me." he said.

"I don't know what you mean." I said innocently.

"I mean take off all your clothes so I can see where we're going next." he told me.

"You want me to get naked? In front of you? You're crazy." I said.

"I might be crazy but you and me are going to have sex so get naked or I'll undress you. You decide. Now!" he said and reached out, grabbed the tie in my shirt and pulled it. The tie came free easily and I hadn't fastened any of the buttons. The shirt fell fully opened before I could cover myself. I didn't know what to do next. "Are you going to rape me?" I asked.

"No I'm not going to rape you. I'm going to give you an entire day of that pleasure you've dreamed of all your life and your body is aching to enjoy. Now those are some nice tits." he said "...and I can see them right through the bra. You can leave the bra on or take it off but it'll probably be more comfortable for you if it's off when we start rolling around." Then he reached out and dragged a fingernail across my left nipple and it felt good enough that I closed my eyes involuntarily and climaxed.

"I see that they are sensitive have you always liked them played with?" he asked.

"I'm not sure. I'm the only one that has ever touched them but I do like it I think." and blushed at what my voice had just admitted.

"Nobody? Do you like cock?" he asked.

"I think so but I've never seen a real one." I continued amazed at what I was saying.

"Then why do you think you'll like it?" he insisted.

"My girlfriends all do and when I was sixteen my Mom caught me playing and then drove me to an adult store. She left me in the car and when she came out she was carrying a sack. She showed me what she'd bought. There were two of them. One for me and one for her and they looked real... just like pictures I've seen." I was running off at the mouth now and couldn't stop.

"What did you do with them?" he continued.

"The bigger one was for Mom but I knew what they were used for and Mom got me batteries. I used mine and it was perfect." I said shakily.

"Did it feel good?" and waited for me to answer.

"Yes and I practiced with it a lot. I still do. Sometimes I imagine it's real and it feels like it. It is soft rubber but like a continuous erection I think." I told him.

I heard my voice but couldn't believe I was telling anyone all this. I was sitting half-naked in a strange man's house and telling him things I'd never told anyone but I couldn't stop.

"Have you ever sucked a cock?" he asked.

"I told you I've never seen one and certainly never touched one." I told him.

"So you don't know how?" he said in a serious voice.

"I didn't say that. I've practiced with mine and I liked it. It took me a long time though before I could swallow it." and my voice seemed almost apologetic.

"So you're ready for a real one now?" he asked.

It took me a long moment in the quiet room before finally to break the silence I answered "I think so."

"Stand up and take off those shorts now." he said and reached for the side buttons and then opened them.

When I was standing he pulled them down then whistled appreciatively and said "You didn't wear anything under it and you look good." It was only a moment before he was working them over my feet and then he leaned forward, kissed my tummy several times then worked his kisses lower.

I didn't know what to do and then he said "You want me to kiss it, and I will but not yet. You should know that I like shaven pussy." 

"First you're going to come over here to the doorway with me." and he led me to a door but turned me around so that I couldn't see inside his bedroom. "There'll be time enough to see the bed later. Right now I want you to look up. Do you see those eyebolts?" he asked.

I glanced up and saw them. They looked like they were new and I said so.

He reached over and slid a drawer open on the table next to the door and pulled out a handful of black stuff. He wrapped one strap around each of my wrists then hooked a long black rope through a brass ring on each wrist strap. Next he slipped the ropes through the eyebolts on each side of the door and pulled them tight raising my arms above my head then he tied the ropes to more eyebolts at each side bottom of the door frame. "It makes your tits stand out beautifully." he added.

I didn't know what to do then and I was afraid to scream.

He scrounged through the drawer again and pulled out something that looked like a large paintbrush.

"Do you feel how soft this is?" he asked as he ran it across my tummy and it was indeed soft.

"You didn't take off the bra and so I'm going to do it now." but instead he slipped it upward until my tits were bare.

I watched in fascination as he brought the brush up and circled each tit then after long moments of teasing he pulled it away before he suddenly snapped the brush downward over a nipple several times. At first it stung and then it felt good before he moved to my other nipple and repeated it.

I think I moaned and he said "You have nipples that come alive." and he leaned over, pulled one between his lips then I felt him sucking before running his tongue over it. It seemed I could feel the wetness running down my legs.

He continued for several minutes running the brush all over my back and front and almost to my heat. He'd slapped each cheek of my ass with it just as he'd done with my nipples and it too felt good.

"Well Sheri you have a body that arouses me and your reactions are exactly what is needed for pleasure. Now I'm going to do something more." he said before wrapping my ankles in straps too then spread my legs as he brought over the remaining lengths of rope that he'd already secured there. He had to let my arms slip down a bit as he spread my legs but he kept them tied high. I was totally naked and spread-eagled in the doorway when he finally ran the soft brush up the inside of my legs again and again but stayed away from my center that cried for attention.

When finally he glanced up into my eyes and smiled he moved the brush to tease my mound and outer lips and I climaxed again. It seemed that he could make me climax endlessly even though subconsciously I knew I shouldn't be here.

"Are you ready now?" I heard him ask and then he was spreading the lips and said "You have a beautifully small tight clit." then he swept it with the brush and I was lost. My body trembled and then shook frantically and I had to scream softly. I had long minutes of ecstasy and then he stopped a moment. As I opened my eyes to see what he was doing he snapped the brush against my clit hard several times but after the first, all pain was gone and I wanted all he'd give me.

I believe I was totally out of it unable to do more than shake when he stopped. Finally my body settled and I opened my eyes uncertain of what I'd see.

He was standing watching me then said "Pay attention now. Do you want to see it?"

I didn't immediately know what he meant until his hand cupped his crotch and I could see the size of his bulge then I nodded. His shirt was off and I could see his abs so perfectly tight and formed I wanted to kiss them. I wanted to run my fingers and tongue and nibble over his nipples and down to that stretch of dark. I focused on the disappearing hair below his shorts.

His shorts had an elastic waistband and he slowly slid them down without unbuttoning them. When at last I could see the top of his cock appearing and the shorts continuing to descend I knew at last I would see what I'd been aching to have.

He dropped the shorts to the floor and stepped from them but my eyes were focused on a huge, perfect erection. It was beautiful and circumcised but it also stood proud at a slight upward angle. The head was huge and swollen almost purple. "Do you want to taste and suck it now?" he asked as his hand closed around it.

I must have nodded or at least I think I did because it was there and my attention wouldn't leave it. He cupped his balls then and drew them forward before he asked "Do you want to feel and lick these too?"

"Do you want to swallow my cock and taste my cum? If you've only used toys then you've never tasted a man's release. You'll like it and never be able to get enough of it after that first taste and swallow. You'll want it caressing your throat anytime you can get it. 

Do you know what precum is?" he asked and I shook my head.

"They are clear shiny drops that form at the tip when you have me hard enough and when you taste them you'll want more. You will extend your tongue and lick it clean. If you've ever used a large, long round package of cookie dough from the grocery and if you cut off the steel ring at one end then wrap your fingers around it and squeeze as you slide the hand from the closed to the open end you will see the cookie dough squeeze out free. That is what you will do with this every time after I've filled you with salty sweet cum. You will suck every last drop from the tip and catch them on your tongue as your hand slides forward and then you will wash the tip with your tongue and use it to clean my cock from base to tip. You'll enjoy it all after your lifetime of need."

"If you try very carefully you will even feel my balls clench each time you make them cum and empty, then you'll know that my balls will fill again as we prepare for another round." he promised.

"Is your cock toy this large?" he asked as he shook it at me.

My toy wasn't nearly his size and he teased when I shook my head "You'll learn to swallow it all down and I'll help."

I nodded although I was uncertain because of his size that I really could do it all but I was still helplessly tied in the doorway with a yearning to continue, feel and taste. I wanted him to want me and to want everything I'd do for him.

He released his hold on it then walked closer to hug me close and I could feel his urgency against me. "Have you ever been spanked?" he asked and I told him I hadn't.

He dropped below and crawled between my legs before standing again and a moment later I felt something warm being tied around me. "It's a chamois. The kind used to dry your car but now it has been soaked in hot water and will keep you from getting lasting welts. Because it is wet you'll be able to feel everything as if it was against your bare ass and he slapped me hard across one cheek.

Again I had that intense feeling of pain that faded again into need and desire for more. He gave me more and I could feel my ass growing warm and knew my ass must be bright red below the chamois but I wanted even more. He gave it to me and I realized then that I'd never known the pleasure of rough handling and it was all good. Now I was awakened and would always want and need more.

When he'd stopped I felt something teasing the space between my cheeks then his hands were pulling them apart and I felt something more sweeping from under then up across my anus again and again. "That's my cock and I can tell how much you like your ass touched. We'll get to that maybe next time you come over." he said matter-of-factly "You have the cutest sweet ass for it."

I didn't know what to say but then he removed the chamois and kissed the warmth he'd created. When I turned my head I could barely make out his location from the corner of an eye.

Then I heard him close to my ear say "I will free you now but you will obey me and do all I command." Then I felt him loosening them before removing the straps from my legs then my wrists.

He strolled confidently to a large soft chair and sat on the front edge. "Get down on your knees and crawl to me. From now on you may call me Master but must ask before you speak."

My legs were stiff as I bent them before dropping to my knees and beginning to move toward him. It seemed long minutes to cover the short distance and my eyes flashed from his eyes downward to his still eager erection. I still had difficulty realizing how large it really was and as I neared it he raised one leg over the arm of the chair then said "You are going to give me a blowjob now and you will remember everything I've told you about it. You'll begin here." and he pulled his cock back against his tummy and cupped his balls pulling them forward. They were as large as the biggest plums I'd ever seen and the skin of his sac was tight around them.

I looked questioningly into his eyes but he only shook his balls as he stared into my soul.

"Cup them in one hand and use a finger to separate them. It's okay because I don't expect you to take them both into your mouth at the same time." he said and his voice seemed hungry.

I did as he told me and I was astonished at how warm they were as they filled my hand. My finger felt their firmness and they moved easily to opposite sides while I moved forward and leaned my head over and licked them one at a time. It was perfection and nothing like the pair on my toy at home. I took them one at a time into my mouth and rolled them around. I was definitely leaking down my legs and for only a moment I wished I had a towel to dry myself. He moaned as I worked and then his hand was on my head and I couldn't pull back until he was ready.




Mother and Daughter BBW's share



When finally he slid his hand away I pulled back and was rewarded with that glistening clear drop he'd described. I glanced up but his eyes were still closed. I followed directions as I moved in again and captured the drop on my tongue and his taste spread across my tongue. I was under his control as my hand came up and milked more drops from it and I did want more just as he'd promised. His taste had captured my mouth as much as all my attention.

I was looking at his eyes as I finished and without opening them he said "That's a good girl now stroke it, licked it and begin my blowjob."

I moved to his base and the hair tickled my nose as I started. It was clean but a little salty and I heard him continue "I take a shower every morning and many times before bed too. What you'll taste is the sweat from working outside this morning."

I caught his scent and it was like perfume as I inhaled and felt it fill my lungs as I mixed kisses and tongue working upward to his tip. He was hard in my hand and yet the skin was loose around it and moved with my tongue until I got to that tip. I found his head was softer but firm against my tongue and I could tell he liked it as his body moved in the chair and his hands returned loosely to my head.

"Now take it in girl and show me what you've learned and always needed." he said in a deep hoarse voice.

I sucked his tip then slowly moved my lips around it as they opened and my mouth was stretched tight before his head popped huge into my mouth. I sucked and caressed it with my tongue as my hands circled it again. It filled my mouth completely but I felt good. My toy was never this large and even the one time I'd used my Mom's toy when she was gone at work it hadn't been this large. I was determined that I could swallow it even though my mouth was never as full as now. I still needed more. I had to find out if I could do it all.

"That's it. Good girl now it's time to swallow it." he said with authority although I knew he was eager with what I'd already done.

He pounded it against my throat and as it moved in my mouth I wanted more and more. I'd wanted this for as long as I could remember after a girlfriend told me about it and what it would be like. I know I must have climaxed more than once as I worked it and then his hand was on my head. First it was one hand and then both and after a few strokes his body heaved upward with tremendous strength as his hands pulled me down hard. Several times before my throat had opened to its limit I thought but it hadn't gone through. Then with this effort it hurt a lot but was in and traveling deep. Right then I was in the middle of it as my eyes teared up and at first it hurt but then it began to ease as he stroked in and out using his hands to help.

It might even have damaged my throat because when I finally went home later I was hoarse and could only whisper when Mom came home. I just told her I had a sore throat and she had me gargle with hot salt water. The salt helped.

"Damn girl! You have the tightest throat I've ever known and my cock is happy." he said and I could feel the size of his head as it slipped in and out without popping back into my mouth. I thought I tasted something and moved my one hand to grip his base as my other hand cupped his balls and I felt what he'd mentioned. There was a movement and I couldn't tell for certain that it was his balls contracting but whatever it was he was releasing as he drove deep and held it there until he was almost finished.

"Here girl is a taste." he said as he pulled it back into my mouth and filled it with thick, warm cum. I was so surprised that I ran my tongue through it enjoying the salty flavor and almost forgot to swallow when he followed it with his last shot and almost drowned me. He relaxed then and I could feel it leaking from the corners of my mouth as I began sucking harder and searched for more as I licked it.

Finally I remembered what he'd said about the cookie dough and I tried it. There were several sweet drops left and I sucked them free and closed my eyes at their taste as I relaxed.

He was flaccid when I finished but I still held it and gently kneaded it until he opened his eyes and looked at me. That's when it began getting firm again and I remembered to stroke it.

"Well neighbor girl you have now seen that a man can give you what you need and you can treasure it but our time isn't complete. It isn't one o'clock yet. What time does Mom get home?"

He had asked the question and I assumed it gave me permission to speak "She told me about six." I told him and he rubbed my head and then pulled me onto his naked lap and began nursing my tits.

"Now then tell me that you've been getting some of what you wanted." he said.

I nodded my head and he laughed. "You're going to get a lot more and if your puss is as tight as your throat we're both going to enjoy it." he said.

I wondered if he was promising to fuck me.

When he was ready he pulled me into his last bedroom and uncovered something. "Do you know what this is girl?" he asked.

I studied a minute as he held my hand. Again I had permission to speak "It looks like a stock. The kind they used to put people into to punish them in ancient times." I said as I studied the two holes for wrists and one for the neck. There were differences though because the holes were all padded and there was a rail of some type behind it. The rail, just as the stocks, could be raised as necessary and was padded. I glanced down and wanted to ask about two straps below the rail but I was a bit afraid.

He must have noticed me studying them because he pointed at them and said "Those are for your knees and allow me to separate them

He lifted the crossbeam and pulled me over behind the rail. "You're right it is a stock but more properly called a 'pillory'. Now bend over that rail and let's get you fixed up."

I looked quizzically at him but did as he demanded.

Moments later he lowered and latched the crossbeam. I was captured. I found that I could twist my head but couldn't free myself.

"That ass looks perfect now spread those knees." he said as he attached the straps and pulled my knees apart before walking around in front of me.

He held out his cock, walked forward and fed it to me. "Make sure it's good and wet little one." he said and I did.

A moment later he was behind me again and I felt his fingers moving. "You are nice and wet and it should go well. One of these days I'm going to feed on this before I fuck you." From behind he told me he was tasting it and I heard him sucking something. 

"That is delicious enough that I'll be wishing I'd tasted you completely today and not just this cum."

Then I felt him parting my ass again and he said "There it is." and barely a moment passed before I felt him entering me.

I moaned as I realized what was happening. And it was tight. I felt its size again as it entered and he worked it back and forth slowly driving it deeper. I don't remember any pain but I do remember the pleasure as I felt it move deeper than anything I'd known before.

"That is good little girl. This is a sweet fuck now wiggle this ass." and suddenly he drove full depth, paused then began pounding into me with full length strokes and it was even more than I knew it would be. His hands enveloped my tits and he bit my neck as he worked the nipples then he dropped one hand and grabbed my clit between thumb and finger then rotated and tugged.

I climaxed with his entry and then again as he slid deep but when he was at full depth I thought I had the most severe orgasm. It was more intense than I ever thought possible and no woman could have one that was better. Although I'd find out in a few more minutes that it wasn't yet as good as it was going to get.

"Now you have it. Do you want more?" he queried.

I nodded my head and managed a quivering "Yes."

"Okay. I'm going to give you a full load as hot as it will ever get so just relax and let it fill you." he demanded.

My mind flashed to what I'd missed for more than twenty-two years and what Mom had been missing since she kicked Dad out. It seemed a strange time to be thinking of it all when I was receiving everything I'd ever fantasized.

It was definitely hot and seared my soul with its need as I felt it filling me and listened to the slapping wet sounds of a needy hard cock getting its reward too. I begged him for more with every shot before finally he collapsed across my back.

He lay there for long minutes with his hand still gripping my tit and clit. It was like saying goodbye to an intimate friend going off to war when it softened and I felt it come free.

He walked around then and held it up for me to clean. My hands were still in the stock and I wanted to touch it and slide my cheek across its head but I settled for the taste of our mixed juices and felt another warm event sweep through me.

The rail had been against my tummy throughout and took the load off my feet but now he opened the stock and let me rub my hands and neck. "May I thank you for it all?" I said quietly.

"So from now on you can come over anytime but remember to undress inside the door before you seek me. Clothing is okay outside most of the time but in here you'll be naked." he said and I wanted to ask about what would happen if someone else was already in the house but then decided I wouldn't come over if I knew someone else was here.. He also told me that if he saw me dressed and wanted me nude he would only say "Strip."

He led me into his bedroom then and put me on my back with my legs pulled back and my knees spread wide. "Get me ready again." he said and I did all I could remember until finally I felt the stirrings of another arousal.

When it was ready he said nothing but crawled up between my legs and shoved it in. "Wrap your legs around me and then while I stay here you fuck me instead for a while. Just raise your back and ass and give it to me."

It was difficult for me and my back hurt as I did what I could until finally he grew eager and took me again. "We'll work on this until you develop the strength to do it right." he added as he gave me once more the something I'd always expected sex to be like. I rolled my hips with each thrust and found he liked it that way.

When at last he was finished I was also. I'd never known that I could climax as often as I had that day but that too would expand and develop in the future. On my next visit he'd introduce me to more. When suspended in the doorway he taught me how receiving oral was almost as exciting as being fucked or sucking his cock. He also spanked my pussy for the first time that day. To say he was good at it would be a brash understatement. On still subsequent visits he would teach me of butt-plugs and ever increasing anal dildo sizes. It grew more arousing when he played with the plug or dildo as he fucked me. I'd had no idea that he was preparing me for an introduction to anal sex and I'd be totally surprised when six weeks later he gave it to me the first time. By then it wasn't unpleasant but one more thing he felt I needed to learn. I would grow to love it.

"Go in there and clean up then you can go home to rest. I have work to do in here." he said as he pointed to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later I was home and it would still be three hours before Mom came home. I was exhausted and except for sore muscles and a throat that seemed to be stretched well beyond its limits I felt good and took a shower before lying naked on my bed and reliving it all in my dreams. When Mom came home she wakened me and was surprised that I was naked but I just told her it had been too hot to stay in my clothes and I was tired.

After that for almost two months I'd learned his command to "strip." and was over to his place every chance I had and was taken care of when Mom didn't know I was there. I would tell Mom I was going over to someone's house that I'd met but I wouldn't tell her more. She began assuming I had a boyfriend and began feeling happy for me. If I was ready and she was home I would walk to the opposite end of the street and on the way back I'd look around and if the way was clear. When it was I'd sneak around and enter his back door. Mom felt good I think, knowing that I would many times spend a night away from home and she'd assumed it was because of a guy.

Mom still spoke of the good looking guy next door and I'd just nod my head. She often said she wondered how he could live alone and never have a girl over or at least go out to one. I'd judged that he must have had many girlfriends in the past because of all the sex stuff he had in his house but I was satisfying his needs and that made me happy.

Then Mom surprised me one morning as I was heading out to school. I was working 'on-call' in the evenings when they needed someone and they'd called me early that morning and ask me to come in that evening. I got the call and was told I'd work until midnight and it would give me some money to spend. The surprise was for Mom to tell me there was a neighborhood party three doors down in the direction opposite where he lived and she was going to go next door and insist the guy go to the party and meet some of his neighbors.

I wasn't certain what to say and didn't really think Bill would attend but I knew Mom might not take 'No' for an answer so I just wished her luck. He would probably call me on my cell phone later at work and tell me what happened.

That afternoon I did receive a call from him and he told me Mom had been over and looked every bit as sexy as I did. He told her he would go with her to the party and meet his neighbors. I wondered but soon got too busy to think more of it until about seven that evening when he called again.

He told me he'd met the neighborhood and the party he was at had a back yard pool nobody was using. He told me he'd leaned against a wall for over an hour and nobody even talked to him inside. I was beginning to feel sorry for him before he continued.

He told me he'd gone outside to a secluded area around the pool then after a few minutes Mom had come looking for him. He told me Mom had apologized for the group and suggested they leave but as they walked back toward the party Mom had asked him if he liked older women.

He told her he loved older women and she'd smiled then leaned in, kissed him and told him she wanted to seduce him and show him what an older woman knows and could do for him.

Then he said she'd gone looking for her coat and so he called me. I asked him what he was going to do about her 'wants.'

We had planned to meet after I got off work but now he told me to give him until at least one that morning and then come over because he was going to fuck Mom.

It was abrupt and I was in shock unable to speak. Then I heard Mom's voice as she returned and he immediately hung up the phone.

After that I could concentrate on only one thing. "Would he actually fuck my Mom when he was already fucking me? Or was he teasing me to see what I'd say." Finally I decided he wasn't teasing and because Mom and me looked so much alike that he was going to have her and enjoy it all. I knew he was that kind of guy.

After work I drove over to an all-night Fast Food and got a Coke and burger then nursed them and thought about my situation. It was after one-thirty when I finally left, drove toward home then parked around the corner and walked to his back door.

He'd done what he'd told me and said the evening with Mom was a duplicate of his and mine that first time. He told me Mom was even more experienced at cock sucking than I'd become and it made me angry at first. He added that Mom's pussy was tight but not nearly as tight as mine even though after being celibate for so many years she made up for it all that evening.

Until he took me to that first climax again I was angry with both him and Mom but I couldn't say anything to either of them.

He and I spent the night and I worked on trying to improve my ability at sucking his cock.

So, Mom from then on was with him when I was nowhere around and I was with him when Mom was gone. He had it made.

Then one afternoon I left school early and knowing Mom was at work I hurried home. I didn't know Mom's car was locked in our garage where she usually kept it and she'd come home early too.

I went into our place and took off my bra and panties then hurried next door to him.

I came in the back door and as usual I stripped completely before going to look for him. I heard a strange sound from the front room and walked to the doorway.

I received the shock of my life. He was in the exact position he always used with me. He was in the easy chair with his leg up over the chair's arm and there was someone between his legs giving him a blowjob. She was making noises as she worked, his eyes were closed and he was moaning. Suddenly I realized it was Mom giving him her best. I'd seen her naked before many times but never like this and she was lost in what she was doing.

I almost ran out but suddenly he opened his eyes and glanced around. His eyes didn't seem focused and he seemed lost in ecstasy at what Mom was giving him. But then just as suddenly he recognized me standing in his doorway and I watched as his lips formed the words "Come here."

I wanted to run and wanted to cry but my body obeyed his command and I was almost there when Mom got him off and he filled her throat and mouth. She too was lost in the moment and drank greedily of it all then cleaned her lips with her tongue and continued to milk him and lick him dry.

Her back was to me and she didn't know I was barely three feet from her.

Finally she looked up into his eyes and pleasured his hardness against her cheek as she waited for him to recover and speak.

Finally he came alive again and held his hand out to me as he said "It's about time you two opened up and learned about each other."

She was confused as she turned her head to see what he was talking about. She too was slow to recognize and when she did she almost screamed.

"Now. Now Mom. She's your little girl and the two of you both need it and have needed it all for a long time. I share you because I need you both but the secrets must end. Give each other a hug and kiss then Mom you and I will retire to the bedroom for an afternoon fuck then I'll see you Sheri after Mom comes home. You two can have two hours then to talk and learn about things then Sheri you come back and spend the night. From now on your Mom and I can spend some nights together too and she won't have to always leave before you come home the way she's been doing." he said and it sounded at least somewhat logical.

When I'd dressed and was back home I had more than three hours to think about it then I fell asleep on the bed.

I awoke when Mom came home but she busied herself fixing dinner instead of coming in to talk with me so I went out to the kitchen with her.

She didn't say a word and after several minutes I took the initiative. "It's okay Mom. I've known about you and him for a long time but I didn't want to hurt you by telling you about us too." I told her.

Mom started crying then and apologized. I told her it was okay and we hugged then she told me she'd stop seeing him but I didn't want that and told her. I felt a little guilty when I suggested we could both keep seeing him and that perhaps his idea was a good one. It took a long minute before she wiped her eyes and we hugged.

"I'd never seen you do anything like that before Mom but I did the same thing all the time. He has me call him Master." I told her.

"I call him that too." mom said.

After that we frequently talked of sex and him and we took our turns diligently with him.

One morning approximately two months later Mom had an idea and broached it to me. "Have you ever wondered what would happen if we asked him to switch roles and let us be his Mistress? His Domme'?" she asked.




Mother and Daughter BBW's share



The idea intrigued me and we talked more before we continued our day with her going to work and me to school.

Because of our nights with him our only time for talking was mornings and we subsequently discussed the idea further and developed it into a plan if he'd accept the idea but first we had to ask. It was Mom's idea and so it was up to her to enquire of him but I was then totally intrigued with it.

It was a Saturday and apparently it went well because Mom called me forty-five minutes later and asked me to find a paper sack under her bed and come over. I didn't look inside the sack but later wished I had because I wasn't prepared for what happened next.

Mom had him spread-eagled standing in the doorway he'd used for us and I was astonished. I was astounded because he had yielded and because he seemed to be enjoying it. He was more than aroused and while I was studying him and his ready erection Mom took the sack from me and reached inside.

She brought out a padded paddle and then crawled between his legs, pausing for a moment to kiss that oversized erection and then stood behind him and began paddling him hard. She hadn't used the chamois and his ass grew red and hot. The sound filled the room and I just stood there watching although I was totally wet. Mom was already naked and told me to undress too.

When I was naked Mom told me to bring over a chair as she crawled under him again then pulled the chair closer and began paddling his cock. He moaned and then began thanking her as she continued. His cock too grew hot and red but it didn't grow the least flaccid and his eyes were closed as with each whack he thrust his ass forward ready for more.

You suck him now while I rest and then I'll take it when we have him in the pillory later.

She walked over and sat as he'd done so many times in the easy chair with one leg up over the arm of the chair.

I did take him deep into my throat but was a bit sad when he filled me so quickly. When I was finished Mom told me to release him then told him to get onto his knees and come to her.

He was totally pliant and on his knees immediately crawling to Mom. 

Mom patted her pussy and he immediately moved between her legs and buried his face against her as his head moved and tongue worked. I watched too as Mom grabbed his hair and began working hard against him commanding his every move and he did it all.

"Do you want some now?" Mom asked me.

I did and we switched places. Mom went to prepare the pillory and he lowered his head then began on me. It was magic and I followed Mom's lead demanding all from him. His moans were filling the room.

Finally I had to push him away. I was feeling no pain only pleasure at what he'd given me.

Mom demanded he come to the pillory and we fastened him in before spreading his knees and tieing them open.

When he was helpless Mom extracted a strap-on from the sack. It was something I'd never seen before but learned quickly what it was used for as Mom prepared herself with it. Then, she pulled out some K-Y for lubrication and spread it both around his ass and over the strap-on.

"Are you ready now?" she asked him.

It was obvious he hadn't seen her preparations and when he nodded she walked forward and began. He protested loudly at first but she didn't pause and in a few minutes she was in and giving it to him. He'd stopped talking idly then and began begging her for more.

Mom stopped after several minutes and then motioned for me to come over and she strapped the device on me and told me to continue. He'd been waiting quietly when I began.

Mom crawled between the pillory and the rail he was bent over and took his cock in her hands and then her mouth and throat.

Afterwards she too giggled because he climaxed so quickly. Our efforts must have prepared him well and although we'd later express our desire to have him last far longer he couldn't do it.

Several times over following months we did it all again and slowly developed a repertoire but we didn't do it together again although we'd always discuss it at home afterwards.

We still enjoy our own days with him even now but all three of us are eagerly looking now for own exclusive partners. When we find them they won't be sharing and will probably never know what we've been doing but we want our own lives now.

After all those years I've received and learned from him about the acts and about myself. I know my Mom better and I have a male confidant. I graduate next summer and will begin life on my own except when I return home. I want my Mom to get what she'd never had with my Dad and the man next door is mellower although still a good Dom. 



Mother and Daughter Driveway Sex



Brief: My daughter and I have lesbian sex on our driveway in broad daylight, then her girlfriend shows up and joins in.

The daughter "Amber" is 18 years old, and her friend "Britney" is 19 years old.

My daughter Amber and I just finished taking our morning shower together and we are in the kitchen drinking coffee. It is such a beautiful day that I suggest we sit on the steps of the front porch. 

Amber says "You mean right now Mom? Shouldn't we get dressed first? We don't have any clothes on!" 

I tell her not to worry so much about what other people think, then lead her out the front door. We sit down together in the morning sunshine enjoying our coffee as we watch our neighbors getting into their cars and driving off to work. We have a very large piece of property with lots of older trees and bushes, so most of them don't even notice us.

I say to Amber "Honey, my shoulders are sore from your Brother fucking the hell out of me yesterday. Will you please rub my back for me?" 

She agrees, so I get to my feet, then sit down on the warm sidewalk between her legs. Amber massages my shoulders. for a few minutes, then she reaches around to the front of me and begins fondling my breasts. She likes feeling the weight of them in her hands while gently pinches their hard nipples with her thumb and forefinger.

Being naked outside in the sunshine while my Daughter plays with my breasts is making the exhibitionist side of my personality appear. I suddenly have an idea for us to give people driving by a better look at our beautiful bodies. 

I suggest to Amber "Let's go lay on the cement driveway in front of the garage! We might as well get some sun on us while we are outside!" 

I get to my feet and Amber follows me down the long sidewalk to the driveway. I sit down on the warm cement, then lean back on my elbows. 

Amber looks down at me and says "Oh Mom, you look so sexy laying naked in front of the garage!" 

She looks down at my beautiful body while she runs her fingers up and down her pussy lips. After a few moments, she steps between my legs, then gets down on her knees and leans forward over the top of me. We begin tongue kissing while she moves her young breasts back and forth against my larger mature ones. 

After a few minutes, she slowly begins to plant kisses all over me. She moves back a little and begins to suck on one of my breasts, then the other. Soon she is laying flat on her stomach with her face between my legs. Oh my God, my daughter is licking my pussy in broad daylight while cars are driving by! I am just loving this!

Suddenly a car slows down, turns into our driveway, pulls in and stops a few feet away from us! I begin to panic slightly, but Amber looks over her shoulder, then tells me it is her new friend Britney. 

She continues "I called her on the phone last night, and she is coming over to spend the day swimming in the pool with us."

My daughter puts her head back between my legs and continues to run her tongue up and down. Britney gets out of her car and shuts the door. Wow, she is hot! She is wearing designer sunglasses and has on the smallest bikini I have ever seen! 

She walks over to me and says "Hello Mrs Matthews, it looks like Amber was telling the truth about you and her having wonderful sex together. Do you mind if I join you?"

I do not hesitate one second and say "I do not mind a bit sweetheart! Go ahead and make yourself comfortable!" 

I raise up a little and get on my elbows to see what Britney is going to do. She looks down at me as she reaches behind her back and unties her bikini top. She pulls it over her head and throws it on the cement. Oh my God, she has the most fantastic pair of tits I have ever seen in my life! They are perfectly round and their hard nipples are sticking straight out about half an inch!

She runs her fingers through her long hair a couple of times, then bends over and pushes her bikini bottoms down to her ankles, then steps out of them. I can't help staring between her legs at her smooth shaven pussy. It is absolutely gorgeous! 

Britney puts her hands on her hips and says "Amber, why don't you take a break for a few minutes. I will take over for you while you rest your tongue." I begin to tremble with excitement!

My daughter stands up and the girls immediately embrace and begin tongue kissing. 

They run their hands over each other's naked bodies for a couple of minutes then Britney leans back a little bit and says "Oh Amber, your mouth tastes good! I can't wait to get between your Mothers legs!" 

She then sticks out her tongue and starts licking Amber's face. Oh my God, I have never seen a tongue that long before! Britney is a freak of nature! Her tongue must be at least six inches long!

Britney takes off her sunglasses, hands them to my daughter, then gets down on her knees between my legs. 

She leans over the top of me, looks into my eyes and says "Mrs Matthews, I am going to give you the best pussy licking you have ever received in your entire life!" 

She gives me a quick kiss then spends a couple of minutes sucking my tits. She is teasing the hell out of me!

Suddenly, she stands up, reaches down and grabs me by the wrist! She pulls me up to my feet, turns me around, and pushes me up against the hood of her car! I lean back on the warm car and rest on my elbows. Britney spreads my legs further apart, then, gets on her knees and buries her face into my pussy. Oh my God, I am in heaven! 

She flicks her long tongue in and out of me for a couple of minutes, then suddenly stops and says "Mrs Matthews, move further back and lean against the windshield of the car"

I scoot backwards to the middle of windshield to avoid the wipers jutting out and spread my legs apart. All of a sudden she leans forward and jams all six inches of her tongue inside my pussy! My hips involuntarily jerk up in the air as she lashes her tongue around the inside of me! She keeps doing this over and over again while I scream "Oh my God! Oh my God!"

I plant my feet on the hood of the car and raise my hips up to give her better access and penetration. Britney immediately grabs my ass cheeks with both hands and forces her face even harder into my pussy. An orgasm builds up quickly inside me and explodes! A shower of erotic pleasure races through every inch of my body and I start seeing bright little twinkling stars in my vision! My eyes roll back in my head and I faint!

I must have been out cold for a couple of minutes, because, when I open my eyes Amber and Britney are standing in front of me with a worried look on their faces. 

Amber says "Gosh Mom! You scared Britney! I had to tell her right away that you faint sometimes after you have a great orgasm!" 

I look over at Britney and apologize, then tell her that was the best and quickest orgasm I have ever had in my life. 

She smiles at me, then I say to her "Thank you so much! I promise to repay you the favor later this afternoon!"



Mother and Daughter Fantasy



My fantasy begins with me visiting my Mum, who is 59 and who lives alone. I visit often and this one is no different to any other, we have coffee and chat upon the normal things of life, my kids, my job, my husband's, job etc.

Anyway mid way through the morning I need the loo and go to the bathroom. Whilst sitting on the toilet I notice a pair of black lacy panties drying on the bathroom radiator and feel a strange tingle within me. These are obviously my Mum's panties and very nice they are to and I have a sudden mental picture of my Mum wearing them and nothing else. Before I realise it, I have slipped my hand between my legs and start to gently rub my pussy as I finish my pee. Suddenly I have to shake myself and pull myself together, telling myself I am perverted for thinking of my Mum in that way. However I can't stop thinking about it and when I go back into the lounge I can't help wondering what my Mum has got on under her clothes. As our conversation continues I find myself looking at my Mum in a whole new way. Her breasts are much larger than mine and I try and trace the outline of her nipples through her blouse and bra and when she gets up to go to the kitchen I can't help but look at her lovely arse and imagine it inside those lacy panties.

As I do all this I feel myself getting wetter and wetter down below and know that I am going to have to relieve myself. I thus make my excuses again and rush to the bathroom, however on my way I stop at Mum's bedroom where I know her dirty linen basket is. I have a quick look and there on the top is a pair of red lacy panties which my Mum had obviously worn the day before, I take them to the bathroom with me.

I then sit on the toilet and lift my Mum's panties to my face, smelling the aroma of her pussy on the gusset of her knickers. With my other hand I reach down and start to slowly rub my pussy, slipping a finger into me to tease my clit. I then start to kiss and lick the gusset of my Mum's panties, tasting the juices that have leaked from her cunt the day before.

I am so engrossed with my masturbation that I don't hear my Mum asking if I am okay from outside the bathroom door. The door then opens and my Mum comes in "Allison dear are you okay?" So there I am, one hand between my legs fingering myself, the other holding her panties to my face.

" Oh I am so sorry dear, I thought you weren't feeling very well," my Mum blurts out and rushes out of the bathroom.

Naturally I don't know what to do with myself. Here I am a 40 year old woman who has been caught masturbating by her own Mum, but at the same time I am really turned on by the whole thing. So I go back to the lounge to explain and be honest. My Mum is sitting there and I firstly apologise and say "Look Mum I can't really tell you why I have been doing what you saw me doing but I was just overcome with passion for you and had to relieve myself. I know my thoughts are wrong and I am sorry but my thoughts ran away with me and I couldn't stop myself."

"But I am your Mum," she says "Do you really feel like that when you are with me?"

"This is the first time, honest, it was because I saw your panties in the bathroom and it turned me on to think of you wearing sexy panties like that," I reply.

"Do you like other women?" she asks.

"Well I often masturbate about one or two of my friends, but I have never done anything, it just so happens that in this case it is you my Mum who is turning me on."

"You're a naughty girl," she says and makes it sound so horny.

I feel a real deep tingle inside as she says those words, knowing that I really want to be Mummy's naughty girl.

"So you play with yourself a lot, do you, why, doesn't Andrew fulfil your needs?" she asks

"No, we have a great sex life, in fact he likes to watch me masturbate," I tell her feeling really horny that I am having this conversation with my Mum.

My Mum then smiles and says "If you want to play with yourself, why don't you do it in front of me then?"

The thought of masturbating whilst my Mum watched would have horrified me yesterday but now all I want to do is rip off my clothes and let my own Mum watch me play with my tits and pussy.

So there in her lounge I undo my blouse and pull it off + my skirt, my bra and panties and for the first time in nearly 30 years I stand in front of my Mum naked. My Mum's eyes open wide and she tells me how nice I look. I sit down on the sofa opposite her and start to stroke my pussy with 1 hand and fondle my right breast with my left hand. My eyes are focussed on hers as she watches her daughter enjoying her own body. 

"You've got nice tits," my Mum tells me.

"I wish they were as big as yours," is my reply.

As I open my pussy up, my Mums eyes focus in on my juicy cunt and I watch as her own hand slips down between her legs and she starts to rub herself through her trousers.

"Your panties are lovely Mum, can I go and get them and put them on," I ask.

She just nods, so I go back to the bathroom and slip her red panties on, feeling the nice lace fitting snugly over my arse. When I return to the lounge I find my Mum still sitting in her chair, but now she has taken everything off apart from her knickers which are white. He large 36D tits are hanging down and her nipples are erect and all I want to do is suck her lovely tits.

She is also just rubbing herself through her panties and I can see a little moist spot already developing.

I sit down opposite and we both play with ourselves in front of each other. I watch hungrily as my Mum eases her panties to oneside and slips a finger into herself, giving me a sight of her juicy cunt and well trimmed pubic hair. She then reaches down and grabs one of her tits, lifting it towards her lips as she bends down to lick her own nipple. I can't take anymore and I get up and go over to her, kneeling in front of her I reach up and start to fondle her boobs. It is the first time I have ever felt another woman's tit and it feels wonderful, nice and soft and heavy and as I run my thumb over her nipple, my Mum tenses in ecstasy.

"You are a naughty little girl," she says again, "playing with Mummy like this."

I tell her how wonderful she is and then move up to kiss her large white left breast. Running my tongue over it is amazing and feeling her hard nipple against my lips and tongue sends waves of shivers through my body. She holds my head against her as my kisses become more intense and as I start to suck her nipple, she lets out a loud moan.

" Lets go to bed," she suggests and my Mum and I walk hand in hand to her bedroom.

We lay next to each other and both giggle at the same time as we look into each others eyes. My Mum then moves forward, her eyes half closed and I feel her lips gently brush mine. I respond letting my tongue just run over her lips, tasting her lipstick. Our kisses become more passionate and just as I would with my husband I pull her close and start to kiss her hungrily, mouths open, tongues entwining, feeling her large warm tits pressed against mine. My hand reaches down for her arse and I run my hand over the silkiness of her white panties, gently squeezing the cheeks of her bum. 

"Suck my tits again, Ally darling," she says, so I move down, covering my Mum's right nipple with the whole of my mouth and sucking on it like crazy. At the same time I put my hand on the front of her knickers and start to rub her, easing my hand between her legs to feel my Mum's cunt through her knickers. She is very wet and when I slip my fingers past the gusset and onto her naked body, she arches her back with excitement. For the first time I slip a finger into another woman, the fact that it is my own mother is even more wonderful. I move my finger around, finding her clitoris which I gently start to play with. As I do, I can feel her excitement rising and she yells out "You are a filthy little bitch playing with your Mum like this, but I love you all the same."

I move further down the bed and ease her panties off as I do so, positioning myself between her legs. My husband loves to lick me and though I love it when he does I have often wondered what the fascination was. Now with my Mum's pussy in front of me glistening wet, smelling heavenly I realise just how fantastic oral sex with a woman really is. I stick out my tongue and run it the entire length of my Mum's crack, lapping up the juices that are seeping from her cunt. I then push my tongue in as far as it will go and continue to lick at my Mum, whilst she moans. After a few minutes I feel my Mum tense then shudder and my mouth is suddenly filled with her warm salty cum as she orgasms.

Having tasted my own cum on several occasions I am not surprised about how wonderful it tastes, but the fact it has come from another woman and the one who gave birth to me is enough to make me cum as well.

I move back up the bed and kiss my Mum, so she can taste herself and then instinctively I grab her hand and place it on my cunt so she can feel just how wet I am now. My Mum slips 2 fingers into me and tells me that her little girl has a lovely pussy. She continues to thrust her fingers in and out whilst we snog hungrily and as she does my juices begin to flow again.

"You are bad," she says as we break away from our passionate kisses, "You have come all over your Mums hand."

She then says "Do you mind if Mummy sucks her little girl's boobs?"

I just tell her I am desperate for her to do that, so she moves down and I lay back as my Mum firstly licks my nipples, then sucks them really hard.

Mum does this for a while, before she goes down further and I feel her tongue lapping at my cunt. My excitement is such, that my body rakes with orgasm again and my Mum splutters as my cum flows from my cunt into her open mouth. But Mum doesn't stop, she continues to lick me, pushing me onto my side just a bit so she can get to my arsehole with her tongue as well. As she forces her tongue into my arse, she pushes 3 fingers deep into my cunt and I am in total heaven as she brings me off again and again.

When I am completely exhausted we both lay together hugging each other. Maybe we both feel a bit guilty, but neither of us want to show it, so we just kiss and love each other, Mother and daughter in union together.

After that I go home but I know that our relationship will never be the same again and some more exciting things are bound to happen.

But that is another fantasy!