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Daughter Discovers Mom's Secret

By: __misty__



I came home early from work. That was odd. The lights were off. My mom should have been here. I walked into the living room and was sure I heard voices or something, it didn't feel empty. I walked back towards the bedroom, the door was slightly open and I could see light coming from inside. As I drew, near I could hear the voices more clearly. I was puzzled and peeked through the opening, pushing the door a bit. What I saw shook me. I found my mom alright. There she was, on my bed, having her pussy eaten and loving it. She was also eating some pussy herself. My mother was 69'ing with another woman! I couldn't absorb what I was seeing, I went into a stupor. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the sight. They were on their sides. My MOTHER had her face buried in this woman's snatch, slurping and licking it. The woman at her pussy was doing the same with as much vigor. I watched a few seconds, hell it could have been minutes for all I knew, my mind was exploding. I backed out of the room and quietly left the apartment. 

I'd have gone to a bar, but I'm not 21. Where could I get a beer? I wanted to get shit faced in the worst way. But I thought better of it. How could I explain getting drunk to her? Hahahaha!!! How would she ever explain what I saw to me? She was visiting me for parents' weekend. I had been at work, but it was slow, so they let me go because of my mom. Right now, I was upset, so I went to a restaurant and drank coffee and ate pie. I laughed inwardly; my mom was having pie too. I hung out for about 45 minutes, then called my apartment. I figured I could call her, say my shift was shortened so she and whoever that was, could clean up. Surely 45 minutes was long enough for them to finish? She answered the phone and was amazingly composed. 

"Oh, great honey! Come on home, my friend Julia is here. We hooked up today." YEAH I saw that!

I walked in the door, with a smile on my face, or something resembling that. There they were, sitting on my couch drinking coffee, like it was a ladies' social circle. So non-chalant. Julia rose and hugged me, saying how much I looked like my mom. She was about 35, around 5'6" with mid-length light brown hair, very trim and nice looking. Her eyes were hazel. She was well turned out, especially for someone who had had her face ensconced in my mom's pussy only a short while ago. Her hair, makeup and clothing were nice. She was casually dressed. My mom reminded me Julia worked with her in our home town but had moved here a couple years ago. 

"Oh! I remember now", I said. "You guys went to several seminars together." HA!!! Now I was drawing a picture in my mind. Alone in another city, hotel rooms, Jacuzzis, wine. A full rendition of the scene was in my mind's eye.

I sat with them, making polite conversation. I wanted to hate Julia for what she must have done to seduce my mom into a lesbian affair. But she was nice, and funny, and charming, and warm. I found myself liking her so much. I understood my mother's attraction to her and it would be hot to me, if it wasn't my mom. After about an hour, she begged off, saying she didn't want to intrude any further. This was mom's weekend with me. We said goodbye to her, mom hugging her and kissing her cheeks, but then mom always did that. Julia hugged me again and complimented me some more and off she went. But before the door shut, she gave me her card and said to call her. She would like to take me to dinner in my mom's stead. My mom beamed! Oh great. Shera will do it!

What followed was the longest weekend of my life. I had to play along like I didn't know what had happened. It was particularly hard when I got in my bed that night. My mom didn't know I knew and I would never tell. It would destroy her marriage with my dad. So I kept my mouth shut and made it through.

A couple weeks later, at my mom's insistence, I did call Julia. We agreed to meet at a nice restaurant the following Friday.

I went there, wanting to leave ASAP. I had dressed nicely, for my mom. I wanted to make a good impression. I made up my mind to keep my mouth closed about what I had seen. To my surprise, we had a wonderful dinner. We talked like we were girlfriends. She was knowledgeable about so many things. She discussed, at length, my schooling and plans. It was great. No wonder my mother liked this woman. A couple times, my mind flashed back to my bedroom, to Julia and my mom. I was surprised that it turned me on, as long as I blurred my mother's face out. I looked at her lips and wondered how they tasted. I had to turn away from that thought. 

When we couldn't sit at the table any longer, the waiter was having kittens at us; we decided to go back to my place. Her husband and kids were home. She wouldn't be able to talk to me without being interrupted a dozen or more times.

She followed me home, stopping to pick up a bottle of wine for us, since I couldn't drink at the restaurant. We got in the door, opened the wine and sat down to talk. I couldn't get over how easy she was to talk to. We ran the gamut of topics and drank wine. She reminded me again of how much I looked like my mom. I blushed. She reached out and pinched my cheek. I smiled some and blushed more. Her hand lingered at my cheek and then brushed at my hair. She moved closer to me pulling my hair back from my face, exposing my neck, and then kissed it. 

Julia bent down to kiss my cheek and let herself out the door. I lay back in the sheets, luxuriating in the afterglow. I hugged the pillow where she had laid her head and took in the sweet smell of her perfume. My mind played clips of what had transpired. The first kiss, deep and soft. My bedroom, where she took my clothes off...running her hands over my breasts as she removed my bra. Her hand, massaging my venus mound...fingers entering me...I moan. The anticipation as she laid between my legs...her face lowering...her tongue flicking my clit...how I quivered. My first orgasm as she sucked and finger fucked me...my hips grinding into her face. A kiss...I can taste me on her.

My turn...I couldn't wait to suck her tits...her nipples so beautiful...they hardened as I blow on them. The first taste of her pussy...so neatly shaven...beautiful the pink folds...the heady musky scent...the sweet tangy flavor of her. I don't know what to do...she guides me. I tickle her clit...fuck her with my tongue...lost in texture of her. My delight at having brought her to orgasm. 

We lay side by side...scissor legged...clits rubbing together...smacking sounds...we grind together until we cum. 69'ing...I can't taste her enough...her pink wetness engorged...how beautiful.

My mind roams over all of it. She was so desirable...she made me feel desirable too. I lay in a haze of lust. She confessed before she left, she saw me at the door the night she was with my mom...but my mom didn't know. It would be our secret...as would this. 

I wondered about that. Would she tell? I couldn't, not without revealing what happened with Julia tonight. 

In the morning, I pondered how did I feel about sharing a woman with my mother? I had, in some bizarre moments, contemplated sharing the same man, truthfully, my father, but this was different. I would need to sort this out. Last night I was too caught up in Julia. She was so sensuous. I couldn't resist her. The pleasure I found in her body surprised me. I had never been with a woman. Her sexuality was powerful, making it completely natural to partake of her.

I didn't need to get up for a while, so laid in bed. As I contemplated and replayed events, my hand drifted to my pussy, it was hot and wet. My clit was swollen, still, or because I was in a finely tuned state? I moved my fingers, drifting in the folds, imagining they were hers and thinking of her pussy. How like a flower it was. Pink. The petals yielding, opening with a small kissing sound. Soft and velvety; the aroma sweet and musky. The well, filled with tangy elixir. I played in my own wetness, teasing my clit...swollen...sensitive...longing for more relief. I moved my hips under my touch. My fingers rubbing both sides of me in a V and then back to my clit. Massaging slowly then quickening the pace as my need had to be served. Faster, faster, I came thinking of my face buried in her pussy.

It was a lovely night. Julia was on her way here to see me. We gave up and decided it was best to have dinner here, why pretend? We had met for coffee a couple times after that first night, to ascertain our feelings, or rather for her to ascertain mine. If I was OK with what had happened. Each meeting ended at one vehicle or the other locked in a deeply impassioned kiss and some not very sly groping of breasts and crotches. At one meeting, she had a skirt on and once she had groped my breast, I went for the gold, shoving my hand up under, pulling aside her panties, inserting a finger in her. She moaned kissed me harder, then pulled away, "later darling, later..."

I had a meal ready to go, but honestly, I couldn't eat. The anticipation of her arrival had my heart thundering. If the coffee meetings were any indication, we were going to end up in bed naked and doing more than groping.

I didn't have to wait very long. Julia arrived right on time. I opened the door, she hugged me, giving me a bottle of wine. We walked into the kitchen to open it. I turned to let her do the honors, but she took me by surprise wrapping me in her arms and kissing me deeply, passionately. "Put the wine in the fridge. Let's work up a thirst", said she.

She took my hand and led me to my bedroom. She bade me sit on the bed. I did. She knelt next to me, taking my face in her hands, she looked into my eyes. She said I was more like my mom than I knew. Stroking my hair, she kissed my neck while cupping my tit. My mind raced. In a heart beat she had my shirt and bra off and I was lying back on the bed, her on top of me. 

We spent the next? Who knows? Exploring each other. It was all very quick to the first orgasm, both of us so eager with anticipation. We each came while we finger fucked each other side by side. I couldn't wait to taste her though, so I took the lead and moved swiftly to her pussy. GOD! It was better than I remembered. Her pink heaven, slick from the first cum, juicy, so delicious. I was all heat. I didn't tease her much, I dove in tongue first. I licked her like an ice cream dish, trying to get every drop. She guided me so I could get her off, licking her clit and sucking it all in. She liked my fingers too. I kept my face in there, her legs clamping me and her hands in my hair. I licked and sucked her; she came bucking in my face. I didn't stop until she lay still.

We relaxed, my head on her thigh, idly stroking my hair. When Julia regained her composure, she got busy on me. Sucking my tits, laying on top of me again, she stroked my pussy with her hand, rubbing my pubis, slapping at it. Then she took two fingers, licked them and inserted them in me. She curved them and located my G spot. I squirmed on them. Kissing my belly, down to the hair, she stopped the finger fucking and got into position. I can't explain all of what happened next. She started with my clit, tickling it. Then her tongue fucked me and her mouth sucked me and her fingers fucked too. I lost control when she slurped and didn't stop. I fought closing my legs on her but held her head tight. Grinding my pelvis into her, I came in a rush of adrenaline. She knew how to work me, extending the climax, her mouth all over me at once. 

We lay side by side, I think we slept. 

When we woke, we were famished. We put on some large tshirts I have and went out to the kitchen to make some food. We drank wine, ate and talked for a long time. She told me the story of her and my mom, it made me feel like a voyeur. Should I know the intimate details of her and my mom? I listened and took it as if Julia talking about her and another woman. I couldn't relate to the story being about my mother. 

I had guessed right, it started on the road, but it was the first time for both of them, which I wouldn't have guessed. That made me feel better. They only kept it up on the road, never at home.

When Julia moved here, they had to limit their trysts to a couple times a year. Now I knew what mom had been doing. She said she was going to Julia's, but they always managed to make plans for out of town so they could be alone. 

She had no other lovers, only my mom and now me. She was unsure why she was taking this step with me. She was drawn to the naughty aspect of having a mom and her daughter. I divorced myself from the thought of my mother having sex with her and just let mom be a faceless lover. I found that exciting.

We ended up in bed again, slowly finger fucking and sucking each other in 69. It was impossible to wait for turns, we both wanted to do it at the same time. Her fingers and tongue and mouth worked their magic. I came in shuddering waves. I worked hard, but enjoyed every minute to give her the same. Her lovely pussy, so pink and wet; so tasty. I licked and sucked every part of her, learning what she responded to. Her clit, swollen and hard was so irresistible. Her climax became my own. Her pussy pulsing as she came. 

We ended up scissor legged again, on top of each other, rubbing pussy to pussy and kissing.

When it was time for her to go, she showered, for obvious reasons. She couldn't go home smelling like my pussy. I don't know where this is going, but I like where we've gotten. We will meet for coffee again next week. I went to bed just as I was, covered in her aroma, hugging my pillow, in total bliss. 

Daughter Discovers Mom's Secret Ch. 02



We met today for a lunchtime tryst. Julia and I can't seem to get enough of each other, but we have to be careful. She has to always be conscious of how it looks to her family and co-workers. Lunch times are her own and always have been, so it's the least questionable time. She is comfortable with at least one lunch a week, but this week she wanted two. We decided we can only risk the full on dinner date once a month, as much as we would enjoy it more often; but then we can savor it.

Today I didn't have class, so I could prepare for her. At our earlier "lunches" we would try to sit and talk, but the conversation would quickly cease and we'd end up tangled on the couch in pretty short order. How silly of us. Unless one or the other us indicates differently, we decided to forgo the pretense of sitting down. Today I met her at the door in a silk robe. Julia smiled, "Mmmm. Don't you look like a nice lunch?" 

She wasted no time in pulling the front open while she kissed me, cupping my breast. She tastes so good. Her lips soft and pillowy. She finished the kiss and lead me to the bedroom. I had fresh sheets on the bed. Candles were burning and the curtains were drawn. "Thank you Shera. This is very nice," she almost purred. 

"I wanted to make it nice for us since it's not very often we can be together," I replied. 

Eagerly, I undid the buttons on her blouse, pausing to kiss her breast and downward with every open button. She stroked my hair and breathed deeply. "Ahhhh. So sweet. You are so sweet." 

Never having much patience because lunch time always seemed to go at light speed, she quickly removed her clothes and slid the robe off my shoulders. 

"Sweetheart, sit down like this on the bed," she demonstrated. 

We sat open legged on the bed facing each other. "I want to watch you masturbate." 

I obliged. I had no inhibitions with Julia. I stroked my clit and finger fucked, slowly at first. Her watching me only increased my excitement. My clit was hard and engorged. I was so excited, it didn't take long to work myself into a shattering climax, my pussy pulsing as I came. "That was just what I wanted to see. I wanted to watch your face as you came. To see how you pleasure yourself." 

"It's your turn. I want to watch you," I said. She simultaneously rubbed her clit and inserted her fingers. I watched as she masturbated, something I had never done before. It was mesmorizing. She was approaching her climax. "Please," I stopped her before she came, I wanted to taste her so badly. To consume her. She stopped. I pressed my face into her pussy and licked letting my tongue penetrate just ever so slightly. She shook as I did this. Her legs squeezing me. I sucked in her clit, like a slurpy, making sucking noises in the room. 

She moaned, "yes Shera, like that, don't stop." I wanted her to cum. I sucked more and inserted two fingers, moving in and out of her. "Ahhhhhhh, yes!" She lost control and came fucking into my face.

"Julia, we are out of time. We need to get you dressed and back to work," I told her. We had no more time, but I wasn't disappointed. I got to taste her and make her cum. We got her cleaned up so she could return to work. "How can you go back to work after this? I always want to lay down and sleep." I would do just that once she left. To bask in the afterglow. 

"I manage, but I'm not worth much. When I know I'm coming here for our lunch, I do the most demanding work in the morning. It makes that part of the day go faster too," she laughed. "Come here dear one," she asked. We kissed fiercely. "I'll see you soon, call you later today." She was out the door.

It would be several days before we could be together again, except for maybe some coffee groping. My mom would be arriving next weekend too. I didn't know how we would handle that. We would have to talk about it. I wasn't jealous in the least, in fact, I was happy my mom had another release for her sexuality. What could that lead to? 

Julia called that afternoon. "Shera, we need to talk about your mom. I can't talk here on the phone and I didn't want to waste our time today. Meet me for coffee tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.? Can you do that," she asked.

"Yes... I have a break until 11:00. I'll be there," I said.

At 10:00 a.m., Julia walked in. She ordered at the counter and came over to sit with me. I had chosen the most secluded booth. She got right to it. "Shera, your mom and I have had a long relationship. We were each other's first woman, I've told you that. I wouldn't hurt her for anything, I hope you know."

"Yes, I trust that you wouldn't," I said. I didn't know where this was going. What did she intend to do?

"Good," she answered. "She will be here next weekend for your visit. She called and asked if there was a chance for her and I to be together. I'm supposed to see if you will be away for work. She felt awkward about asking so I volunteered to find out. Of course I already know, you won't be working, but I didn't want to tell her that. Shera, you know I care for you very much, but I do your mother as well. I don't want to disappoint her. Can you live with this?"

"Julia," I smiled. "Please don't worry about that. She was with you before me and for a long time now. I know where I fit. I've thought about it before now and I'm happy she has you."

She exhaled. She must have been so worried. She reached out and took my hand. "I'm so relieved. I don't want to hurt either of you. I jumped into our affair without thinking through what I would do when this situation came up. I'm glad you are OK with this." 

"Yes, Julia I am just fine," I patted her hand and reassured her.

We agreed I would be at work for a while when my mom visited. Julia would speak to my mom and tell her when.

Knowing this, I could make some plans of my own. 

It was Saturday. My mom had arrived last night. We spent the evening together talking, laughing and having dinner. "I'm so happy to be here with my baby," she had said as she came in the door.

In the morning we made plans for "after I got off work." Of course I wasn't going to work that day. "What will you do while I'm gone? Clean?" I laughed at her. No matter how clean the place was, she always could find something to clean.

"No! I promise. The place will be just as you left it. Every dust bunny in its place. Hahahaha," she laughed. She knew I was picking on her. "I'm going out to see Julia for lunch as a matter of fact." She said it, too matter fact for me not to notice her excitement. Or was I reading into it? 

"Great! I'm so glad you will get to visit with her." I smiled and hugged her as I left.

I went shopping and to the park for a while. I knew Julia would be there at 11:00. It was 11:30 now. I went back to my place. I had thought about this since I knew what they were planning. I debated, was it right to do as I intended? I couldn't help myself. I had to.

I went home. I slipped quietly into the apartment. I walked silently to my room and could smell them before I got to the door, the heady perfume of their sex wafted through the air. I got low and peeked through the door. They were on the bed. My mom on top of Julia. They were embracing, grinding their pelvises together. I was instantly hot and wet. I watched. I heard their sighs and murmurs.

"Ahhhhhhh, how I missed this. Too long away," my mom was saying. 

"Yesssss, Lily. Mmmmmmm, please stroke my pussy. You've been teasing me too much. Make me cum," urged Julia. My mom did as she asked. Her hand rubbing Julia's nearly hairless mound and then her fingers finding her clit. She slid across it in what sounded like exquisite wetness. Julia humped and writhed under mom's hand. "Yessssss, ohhhhhh please, faster, God Lily, ohhhhhhhh yesssssss, ahhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Julia came. Her body shuddered. Her hips slowed.

I had my fingers up my skirt. I had been busy myself, masturbating. That was the hottest scene I had ever witnessed. I came quietly, but completely. My pussy was soaking wet. I had to sit back in the hall to gain composure. Then I peeked again. They shift positions. Julia was between my mother's legs. 

She had started licking. I was overcome, knowing how that felt and seeing it done to my mom. "Oh Julia. I missed that. I never get it at home." She pushed her head back into the pillows and arched her back, pushing her pussy at Julia. Julia lapped and sucked at her. The noise filling the air, their aroma too. I was getting woozy. I crept a bit more into the room. More sighs from mom. Then, "oh Julia, please there, yessssssss, don't stop, don't stop. OHhhhhhhhhh yessssssss... yesssssssssss... AHHHHHH." She came and I did too. Without touching myself. I closed my eyes and rode the waves. My pussy hot and wet. On fire.

I realized too late, I was caught. I opened my eyes and they were both looking at me.

"Shera?!" They both said it at the same time.

I could hardly think what to do next. What could I say? I was burned. Julia would be very angry with me. She would worry about this hurting my mom. I might have just fucked up everything.

"Mom, I'm sorry," I stammered. "It's OK. I won't tell. I don't think badly of you. Please relax."

They were both in shock. They hadn't regained the power of speech as quickly as I. Both of them moved so that they were sitting up on the edge of the bed. I stood and walked over to them. I sat down next to my mom. "It's OK. Really. I don't want you to worry Mom. Please." I hugged her and rubbed her back. Julia looked stunned, like she was waiting to see what was next.

Mom was shaking now. "Honey." She tried to speak. 

"Shhhhhhhh. Please. I don't want you feel bad or worry. I understand." Looking into her eyes, I smiled. She tried to look at me. Tears were welling up in her eyes. "No, don't." I smiled at her again, trying to put her at ease. I lifted her chin with my hand and kissed her cheek. Then, I couldn't help it. I kissed her lips. It seemed natural and I really wanted to. She stiffened. I kissed her again, longer this time. She didn't yield very much. I reached out to Julia with my hand. She scooted closer to Mom.

I took Julia's hand and put it on Mom's shoulder. Julia put her other arm around the other shoulder. I smiled at her again. She looked almost ill. I tried again. I kissed each cheek and stroked her hair. Putting my hand around the back of her head I kissed her lips again. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but it felt OK to me. Julia leaned in and kissed her cheeks too.

Mom looked alarmed now. Julia noticed. "Lily. Shhhhhh... trust us. It's OK." She looked Mom in the eyes and kissed her. "Lily, Shera would never hurt you and you know I wouldn't either." She gently eased Mom back on the bed. I climbed up next to her face and lay down next to her. Again I stroked her hair and face, like she had stroked mine as a child. I was trying to soothe her. Julia was lying next to us now on the other side of Mom. She was doing much the same. She started to kiss Mom lightly, tiny kisses around her face and neck.

This was working. Mom exhaled. Julia kept it up and I let my hand move down Mom's body. She was still a beautiful woman. She had given birth twice but it wasn't painfully obvious. She wasn't as tight and taught as she probably had been 20 years ago, but she was fit. Her tits were nice B+'s, not quite C's. I lightly touched her boobs. She flinched but Julia kept her distracted. 

I played with her nipples, tweaking them. They were wonderful. I couldn't help it, I stuck my tongue out and licked. She was my mother and I had nursed at her breasts, but this turned me on. I clamped down on it and sucked. Ohhhhh God. I thought I would cum again.

"Shera," Mom tried to speak. "Shera, please don't do something you might regret." 

"Mom, I won't go any farther if you might regret this. I know I won't."

She looked at both of us. Time ticked. She grabbed my head and pushed it back on her chest. She seized Julia and kissed her. We had our answer.

I sucked and played with Mom's breasts. They were wonderful. I squeezed them and pinched the nipples. Her nipples dark rosy pink, the areola a bit darker. I didn't know how to do it, but I thought I might get some milk out of them. I didn't, but Mom seemed to appreciate the effort. "Shera, that feels so good."

Julia had her hand around Mom's pussy. Mom was not shaven as Julia was, and I had recently done, but it was trimmed, like for a bathing suit. She massaged her thigh, edging closer and closer to the pleasure zone until she was fingering her. "Ahhhhhhhh... yessssssssss," Mom moaned. I was so turned on. I wanted some pussy. I didn't know how far to go. I didn't want to spook her. So I calmed myself and kept to playing with her tits. 

Julia had Mom's pussy covered with her mouth. She worked Mom good. Sucking her clit in like she was getting the last drop at the bottom of a cup of soda. Mom had her hands on Julia's head, rhythmically fucking into Julia's face. "Julia, ohhhhhh, yesssss... I'm gonna cummmmmmm... yes... more... more... ahhhhhh... ahhhhhh... AHHHHHH!"

She looked so beautiful and happy at that moment. I kissed her deeply. She stiffened a bit, then went with it. "Mom, I love you. I want to see you happy. Thank you for letting me be part of this." I kissed her again.

Julia looked at me and smiled. I knew it was going to be OK between us too. 

"Lily, we've had our fun, can we help out Shera? Would that be ok?"



Daughter Discovers Mom's Secret Ch. 03



Mom looked at me with great tenderness, smoothing a strand of my hair away from my face. I could see she was considering how far she wanted this to go. I wanted to reassure her, tell her I wanted this to go forward, but not at the expense of her well being. She turned and reached out for Julia. Julia took her hand, squeezing it in encouragement. They seemed to exchange thoughts without speaking. Silent questions were asked and answered.

Turning towards me on her side, Mom put her arms around me. She whispered, "Shera, I have no idea how this happened, but if you will not be hurt, I want to open this door and walk through it with you and Julia." She pulled back and kissed me. "I love you baby. Be sure."

I hugged her, nuzzling her ear, "I am Mom and I won't be afraid to go with you." I didn't know I felt this way about my mother, but all that I had witnessed between her and Julia had changed my perception of her. She was a desirable woman, beautiful and sensuous. I gazed into her eyes, the eyes of the woman who had guided me all my life and knew this was different, but I could still count on her love. 

Mom sat up, leaned over me and took off my shirt. Julia took it from her and put it to her face, breathing in my scent. My bra clasped in the front, so Mom undid it and pulled a cup off one breast. She took in the sight and lightly brushed my nipple. She was just ever so hesitant, still, so I guided her hand, using it to cup me. Ohhhhh, the thrill it sent through me. My nipple hardened. She noticed and rolled it between her fingers. I ached, I wanted her to suck it. She massaged, then slowly brought her mouth to my tit. Her tongue flicked my nipple. She blew air across it. Goose pimples popped up all over me. Then I felt something change in her demeanor; she must have made her decision. She licked some more, around the areola, then took as much as she could into her mouth and sucked. I arched my back in sheer pleasure. My pussy gushed.

She removed the bra cup from my other breast and fondled it as she continued to suck and lick the other one. Julia didn't waste any time asking for permission. She climbed over me and pulled off my skirt. Mom glanced down at her and nodded her head. Julia grinned and removed my panties, getting between my legs and spreading them wide. This was a place she had been before, I smiled inwardly. She massaged my upper thighs, moving her hands in circles on both legs at once. I could hardly take in all that was going on. My head was swimming.

Julia was now butterfly kissing outside of my pussy. Barely making contact with the skin, sending tremors of pleasure throughout my body. I needed her mouth on my pussy now. My body yearned for it. She must have read my thoughts since then she clamped down on my clit, vacuuming the nub into her mouth. Julia sucked and released, sucked and released over and over while using two fingers to fuck in and out of me. I moved my hips with her, matching her rhythm, tension building until I couldn't take it. I let out a cry, "Julia, oh Jesus." I came from the core of being. My mind ceased to think. My heart pounded then stopped. My pussy convulsed and liquefied. Julia continued but with less and less force until I was still. 

My Mom had tried to keep up the sucking on my breasts, but in the end, she stopped to watch as Julia brought me to climax. When Julia sat up on her knees, Mom quickly kissed her. Carefully, fully. All parts of her mouth. It took me a second to realize what she was doing; she was tasting me from Julia's lips and mouth. I thought I would cum again watching that. My mother eagerly consuming the product of her daughter's lust. 

I wasn't done though. Through all this, no one had eaten Julia's pussy, so I pointed that out. "Mom, Julia could use some oral attention. Would that interest you?" 

"Mmmmmmmm, yes. I think it would. Do you mind, Shera?" 

"No, I wouldn't at all. Please," I answered.

Julia swung her legs over the bed and sat on the edge. Mom knelt between her knees. I watched as she ministered to Julia's needs. She used her fingers and tongue, licking and fucking in and out of her. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, God, Lily. Yes," Julia was so into it.

I could only watch so long though. I moved slowly onto the floor. I had to participate. I laid on the floor...saw my target...scooted underneath...and pulled my mother's hips down onto my face. That broke her pace. She seemed alarmed and tried to get up, but I held her hips down and buried my tongue in her. I think all of us realized at once, I was at the place of my entrance into this world. I had slid out of this opening in my mother's body. I became impassioned at the thought. My mom was hesitating again, tense. Julia reached out and shoved Mom's shoulders down so her pussy landed on my face. "Lily, shhhhhhhh...it's what Shera wants. Go with it."

A beat went by, then two....I kept it up...not willing to let go...

Mom finally gave in. She adjusted her knees so her weight was more evenly distributed, letting me have a better angle. She sighed, "yes Shera. Taste all you want." Then she went back to work on Julia. We didn't last very long from that point. Mom rode my face...Julia lifted her hips into Mom's...I think we were all wrapped up in the salaciousness of the moment, how taboo and forbidden it was. The sexual tension in the room was palpable. In a few minutes..."Shera, oh my God baby...I'm going to cum, baby...yessssssss...ohhhhhhh yesssssss!" Mom came in rush of tangy sweet juice in my mouth. 

That caused Julia to go over the edge. "Lily, yes, cum. I am. Yessssssssssss...ahhhhhh," she cried out.

We all worked it until we were spent. I got up off the floor and kissed my mother. She tasted herself on her daughter's lips. Again, she flinched, but then greedily kissed and tasted every corner of my mouth. Julia laid back to watch, smiling in contentment. Mom and I got on the bed with her, me, in the middle. We held each other, petting and kissing. Snuggling and holding...until I couldn't remember anything.

We had fallen asleep, all of us, in an exhausted heap of naked legs and arms and breasts. The scene had been more emotional than I realized. I was energized by the sexuality, but when it stopped, I was exhausted and so were Mom and Julia. 

We stirred each other awake. Each of us nuzzling and caressing the others as we lay there, gathering our thoughts. It felt normal, comfortable. I let out a low exhale. I didn't know what to expect once the heat had dissipated a bit. 

I volunteered first, "Damn, I'm hungry! How about you guys?" 

"Sweetheart, I'm famished. What sounds good? Do we make something, go out or order in," Mom asked. 

Julia didn't want to go anywhere. "Can we order in? I'm feeling lazy and don't want you two to cook or prepare food for me. My treat, I don't care where it comes from or how much!" 

"Well," says I, "There is a great Chinese restaurant down the street. They deliver too!" 

"That gets my vote. Get a menu," Julia ordered. 

"I'll go get it from the kitchen. Anyone thirsty? I'm parched!"

Both of them were, so I brought back the menu and three cold bottles of water. We sat there, unembarrassed by our nudity, figured out what we wanted to eat and ordered it. The food would arrive in 30 minutes or so. I was in a playful mood and they seemed to be too. We didn't seem to want to get out bed either. So we sat there talking and joking. Hands touching bodies. Laughing and leaning into each other. I reclined on my Mom, she ran her fingers through my hair. Then Julia laid down on me, her back on my tummy. I played with her hair. We just hung out there, not wanting it to end, the magic that had brought us together, until the door bell rang. 

I had to make a mad dash for a robe. Julia ran naked for her purse and threw money at me. How much? We were laughing so hard at the circumstances we could barely stay on our feet. I managed to get to the door with my robe closed. Julia and Mom stayed out of sight. I giggled at the delivery guy. He smirked like crazy. I could see him looking in the door as he handed me the packages. He even seemed to sniff the air. I blushed. Dude, you couldn't even imagine what was going on in here. Not in your wildest fantasies. I paid him and sent him on his way. I'm sure he was going to have a lot to say when he got back to the restaurant.

They came out of the bedroom, choked with laughter, having put on those large t-shirts I have. They wished they could've seen his face. They thought the whole scene was hysterical. 

We chowed down on the Chinese food, drank beer and talked. It was fun and felt very intimate, though I still treated my Mom, like my Mom. When we were done, we cleaned up the mess and sat down on the couch with more beer and watched a movie. We just laid all over each other. I was glad for the extra large couch, Mom had given it to me me when they bought new furniture last year. 

After a while, feeling refreshed from the food, but buzzing from the beer, I looked around and noticed Julia's shirt had crept up. She wasn't wearing panties so I could see most of her pussy. Hmmm...I wouldn't mind more of that. She was lying in Mom's lap, I was along side of her. I tried to be sly. I shifted more onto my side so my head rested on her belly, my face inches from the edge of the shirt. I breathed in the scent of her pussy, so musky and sweet.

Julia starting playing with my hair, running her fingers through it. It felt good. If I could, I would have purred. I moved my head so she could reach it better and darn if I didn't end up with my face directly on her pubis. Soon, I wasn't going to be able to control myself. I didn't have to try for long, she dropped a leg off the couch, spreading her legs open.

"Shera, is there something there you want?" Julia laughed. I felt a bit embarrassed, I was caught; so much for sly.

"Mmm...maybe," I said. I lifted the shirt up and turned myself over her legs, planting my face right at her pussy. I used my thumbs to open her labia. Her clit popped right out. I tickled it with my tongue. She giggled. She was still juicy from her earlier climaxes. I dipped a fingertip into her opening, drew out the moisture and tasted it, mmmm tangy, sweet. I had to have more. I started licking her from bottom to top, my tongue flat and stiff. She adjusted her hips and tilted towards me. I looked up at her and saw Mom was groping Julia's tits. They both were smiling, in a self satisfied way.

Needing no further encouragement, I dove into Julia's pussy with gusto! Licking and sucking that delectable clit, burying my face in her flesh. Her moans and sighs urging me on. I knew what I was doing with her, this wasn't our first rodeo. The experience was heightened by the presence of Mom. I could hear smacking sounds coming from them, so they must have been kissing. I got a rhythm going, alternating between her clit and her vulva and then increased my speed. Julia loved this. "Honey, use your fingers too," she instructed. 

"My pleasure," I answered. I took two fingers and inserted them, curling up to find her G spot. I moved steadily in and out of her. Using my other hand, I pulled her clit tight and sucked. She approved. Her hips flexed up and down to meet my movements, then got more frantic. She wanted to cum. I worked her harder and faster, I wanted her to make her cum. She bucked at me, "yes baby, keep that up, yessssssss....yesssssssssss..." She came like a rocket. She wasn't an ejaculator, but juice ran freely from her. I lapped up every drop. So delicious. When she relaxed, I stopped completely and looked up at her. Her eyes were half closed, her head on Mom's chest. She looked very content.

We rested there for a bit, watching the movie. After a while, Mom stirred, so Julia did, so I got up. We all stretched. I wondered what was up. Mom took us both by the hands and walked us into the bedroom. She almost pranced. When we got there, she turned and wrapped us both in her arms, kissing both of us on the cheeks. "I don't think we are done. Do either of you?"

"No, Lily. I don't think I am. Are you Shera?" Julia looked at me.

"No, I am definitely not done."

Mom took me to the bed and sat me down. She sat next to me. Her eyes searched mine, asking a question without speaking. I replied, "Yes Mom." With that, she laid me down and opened my robe. She got on top of me, looked into my eyes then kissed me opened mouth and tongue. I returned the kiss, with great passion. Again my mind was racing. My mother was kissing me, grinding into my pelvis and seemed to fully want to fuck me. Goddamn I wanted that. I had always loved my mother, I thought as a daughter. Seeing her in a new light with Julia those several weeks ago had opened my mind to my mother as a sexual being. I had already tasted her, and brought her to climax. I was ready to take this last step and make love with her. 

We lay together, writhing into each other, pubis to pubis. We got onto our sides so we could open our legs and rub each other, clit to clit. Ohhhh God I was so hot and excited. I sucked her breasts, breasts that nourished me long ago. Breasts my father certainly enjoyed. The naughtiness of that thought only heightened my pleasure. I tried again to get milk from them, but I didn't know how.

Now I wanted to taste her again. To suck my mother's pussy, the place I was birthed from, but also where my father came. If there was a hell, thoughts like that would get me to the front of the line. I continued, despite that momentary reflection. I made my move to do just that, but she out flanked me we ended up close to the 69 position before I knew what was up.

"Shera, I want to taste my little girl. Is that ok? I want your mouth on me. Is that OK?" My Mom said all those words to me. How mind blowing, but, I couldn't imagine saying no. I spread her legs and dove into her in answer to that question. She did the same. 

I can't describe all that I was feeling as l made love to my own mother. True, I had already brought her to climax earlier, but this was different, it was just the two of us and she was making love to me. I wanted to make her happy. To that end I lost myself in the texture, taste and sensation of her. The slick wetness. The pink folds yielding to my tongue. The inner walls, enveloping and caressing my fingers. Her responsiveness to my every move. I watched as her clit became swollen from my attention. How it jumped under my tongue. No wonder men like women. No wonder my Dad liked to make love to this woman. I became more excited at that thought; sharing my mother not only with Julia, but my Dad as well. 

At times it became difficult to keep my attention focused, since Mom was applying herself very diligently to making me cum. Her style was different that Julia's. She was more vigorous, moving her mouth from side to side as well as up and down. But boy she liked to suck in my clit, hold it and run her tongue up and down it. I thought I would lose it right too quickly. I wanted to hold off. I didn't want this to end. I thought of she who gave me life. Who had tended to my needs my whole life and was now tending to my sexual need. What was she feeling? She knew my body before I did. My pussy surged with energy at that thought. 

We made love to each other until there was no choice but to allow release. I don't know who came first. I think one of us set off the other. She had my clit in her mouth, sucking it harder and harder. "Momma, ohhhh yes...please...harder..." I managed to croak out. I came arching my back, straining at her face. My entire body pulsing.

As I felt the tension in her rising...I focused again on her and rubbed back and forth as she had, stopping only to put my whole mouth over her pussy and suck. "Shera baby, honey, ohhhhhhhh God yes, Momma's cumming...yessssss honey..." One last draw on it and she flooded my mouth. I held her hips hard and she fucked at my face. I didn't stop until I had every last drop of her. 

We were still for several minutes. Julia had watched the whole scene from a chair in the room. She got up and came over to hug us. Mom and I separated, both of us moved up with her on the pillows and pulled up a sheet for cover. I was in the middle again. We found closeness and great comfort in each other's arms.

I snuggled in the crux of Mom's arm. Julia spooned me from behind. I was happy. I had shared something with my mother most other daughters could never imagine. Who better to have a sexual relationship with than one who loves you unconditionally? I looked forward to more afternoons like this; with her, with Julia and with them together. As I drifted off to sleep, feeling deeply satisfied, "Lily, see I told you it would be OK. I knew Shera could handle it."