0 comments/ 17955 views/ 0 favorites Playing Hooky By: TeretheTree My story begins like this, My name is Tere and my ex fiancee's name is Charles, and Charles was one of those Tall, very good looking cowboys with a rugged look. We had been living together as a couple for a few years when this story happened. Between the two of us we had five kids, two 8 year olds, two 10 year olds and one 14 year old. We never seemed to have any quite time except when we had gone to bed at night. As most of you know that when you have a full house, together time is a must for any relationship. We made sure that we had together time after going to bed every night. We would lay in bed talking and watching tv and just relaxing before bedtime. We normally made love every night, but we couldn't just break down and let loose and have a ball, and scream out in delight like I wanted to. We did have a good sex life, it just didn't ever last long enough, because of all the obligations of parenthood and work that we faced each day. Charles normally left for work around 4 in the morning but this day his truck was broken, so he had called in to work, and wasn't going to work that day. He was going to use my car to go get parts for his truck after taking me to work. I never miss work unless I am sick so I hadn't even thought about playing hooky that day, or even being late for work. The kids had all left for school on the school bus, so we were by ourselves. Charles was laying on the bed, and I was standing in the room, with my panties, bra, & panty hose on and I was starting to put my dress over my head. Charles said you know what you need to do. I said what is that, he said you need to call in to work and go in late, and tell them my truck is broke and you are having to help me with it, but you will be at work later. I did go ahead and call and had a few more hours before I had to be there, so Charles told me, this was the perfect time to have a wild and crazy time, without anybody around. I sure was ready for a wild time with him, I loved Charles so much and wanted him to fuck me like he had never done before. Charles stood up and took my clothes off, and started talking about how hot he is and how he couldn't wait to have me all to his self. I helped Charles get his tshirt and briefs off, and he was so hard and ready for our lovemaking. We started licking and sucking on each other, having a great time of feasting on each other. We fulfilled each others dreams that day by having sex in every position and every way we could think of. Doggie style, anal sex, in the living room, the kitchen, the bedroom, the bathroom, and even in the shower. This was the best sex of our entire time together, although we had a great sex life all the time, it was the greatest because we didn't have to worry about anybody else, and could just let loose and have fun and scream with each orgasm and not have to worry about anybody hearing us, or trying to find out what we were doing. Our kids were of the age they were curious about sex, and wanted to catch Mom and Dad in the act of making a baby. And normally Charles would always turn me away if I tried to get him in the mood for sex, telling me that good girls don't do that. This day, he never said that, and loved everything that we did together. He told me he knew that as long as we had been together I always tried every night to start sex, that he finally realized I was going to do it anyway, so he might as well enjoy it, and plus his friends had found out and told him he was crazy, because being with a lot of women, they don't want sex when you want it, and to have someone that wants sex all the time, you better enjoy it while you got it. Because if he didn't go ahead and enjoy soon he might not have it any more and he would be wishing he did have someone like me. I guess he finally realized that having someone that was highly sexual and loved sex so much she begged to be fucked all the time, was a lot better than having a woman you had to fight to have sex with once a month. I love sex anytime, any place, any where, anyway. When I am with a man, he is very lucky because any time I am alone with him, I want him, day, night, afternoon, it really doesn't matter, because I want sex all the time. I am not into plain sex, wham bam thank you mam, if the fun doesn't last a lot longer than it does to take off your clothes, I figure, why bother taking off my clothes. So if you have read my stories, please take the time to vote and let me know what you think of my stories. All my stories have been true stories. I guess once I run out of true stories, I will go to writing fantasy stories, but I still have more stories to write before that happens. Playing Hooky She was lying on her stomach on the bed when he came back from the shower. Her right cheek lay on the pillow, her hair was mussed up, her eyes were closed, and her mouth was slightly open. The t-shirt that was all she wore had ridden up to her waist, and the blue cotton sheets were tangled around her legs. Because of the way her left leg was bent, he had an almost perfect view of her pussy as he stood at the foot of the bed. He saw the slight glisten of moisture on her smooth lips as the morning sun bathed her in liquid light, and felt the answering stir of arousal beneath the towel slung low over his hips. But before he could implement any of the possible plans that filled his mind, her alarm clock broke the spell. She groaned, her hand reaching out to smack the snooze button, turning her face into the pillow. Pushing up with both hands, she stretched her back like a cat before pushing herself up further, onto her hands and knees. He loved the way she did that. She knelt there for several seconds, not moving. Finally she reached up and opened the blinds of the window at the head of the bed. Suddenly she collapsed back down into the bed and said, her voice mostly muffled by the pillow, "Let's stay home from work today." Still standing at the foot of the bed, he laughed. "You'll feel better once you've had your shower, baby." "I don't need to feel better; I feel fine. It's a lovely sunny day, and I want to spend it with you - not cooped up in that damn store." "Well, I have a meeting at ten o'clock; I have to go in. I'm sorry, baby." She sighed, moving to sit on the side of the bed. She pushed her hair away from her face, then pulled her t-shirt off over her head. Sitting naked, completely oblivious to his growing excitement, she lifted her foot to the edge of the bed and clipped the toenail that had scratched them both last night. This accomplished, she quickly made the bed, tossing the pillowcases and her t-shirt into the laundry basket. He leaned against the closed closet door, watching her. As she moved to go into the bathroom, he reached out and touched her arm. She moved easily into his arms, her naked body molding to his, the towel falling to the floor. Her hand caressed his hardness with the softest and briefest of touches before she slipped away and went into the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her. As he began to dress, he listened to the sounds of her in the shower, imagining the water as it cascaded over her body. He pictured the drops of water dripping from her large, full breasts. He nearly groaned out loud as he imagined her soapy hands slipping over her silky skin; between the soft lips of her pussy; down the crack of her ass. He pictured the scrape of her razor, her soft fingers searching for missed spots; the fall of hair that curled around her shoulders and clung to the back of her neck. The throbbing of his erection grew almost painful as he pressed his ear to the bathroom door, trying to hear each drop as it fell from her body to the shower floor. When he heard the groan of the pipes as she shut off the water, he reluctantly walked away from the door. *********** As she stepped out of the shower, the fruity pomegranate smell of her shampoo still clung to the steamy air. She dried herself off slowly with a soft and fluffy white towel, taking deep breaths of the scented air. Looking in the mirror, she combed her wet hair and applied lotion to her face, then wrapped the towel around herself and stepped out of the bathroom. Immediately a grin spread over her face as his hands closed over her arms. He pulled her gently but forcefully into his arms, his hands disposing of her towel and moving to her ass, pulling her hips hard into his. His throbbing cock pressed against her pelvis, her breasts were crushed against his chest, and his lips came to devour hers, his tongue plunging into her mouth. When his lips left hers to trail wetly down her chin and down her neck, she wiggled her hips against him and murmured, "What about your meeting?" "Fuck the meeting," he snarled into her neck, his teeth nipping at her sensitive flesh, sending shivers up and down her spine. "No," she purred, grinding against him and throwing her head back to grant him better access to her neck, "fuck ME." "Ohhhhhh yes," he breathed against her skin, "yes, I am going to fuck you. But first," he growled, grabbing her by the hips and turning her around, guiding her over to the bed, his voice right beside her ear, "first I'm going to make you scream as you cum for me." His hands on her shoulders exerted a firm but gentle pressure, and she obediently dropped to her knees by the bed. She recognised the soft material of their favourite silk scarf as it fell across her face, and she waited, motionless and patient, as he fashioned it into a blindfold and secured it over her eyes. He put a cushion on the floor and helped her move over to kneel on it. Gently slipping her hands between the rungs of the footboard, he used another silk scarf to bind her hands through the slats. Her whole body was quivering with excitement. On her knees like this, her back straight, her ass thrust out behind her, was the position in which she felt the most vulnerable. She was completely at his mercy. The thought thrilled her, but she trusted him totally.. and her attention now was wholly caught up in wondering what he was planning to do to her. He kept her wondering for a few more moments, and she waited quietly, guessing (correctly) that he was simply standing behind her, looking at her. Finally she felt his hand, smoothing his palm over her ass, making her shiver in anticipation. He began slowly to stroke her, his fingers slipping down to her pussy. With his other hand, he nudged her legs further apart, and she hastened to spread her thighs wider and give him easier access. She was rewarded by the touch of his tongue, near the top of the crack of her ass. She moaned, instinctively, low in her throat, pushing back into him. Again he rewarded her, dragging his tongue down, even as his fingers slipped between her glistening lips and pushed deep into her pussy. She cried out, no words, just a guttural groan that filled his ears and mind and made his cock throb in response. With his fingers still pressing into her, his mouth moved to her inner thigh, licking the wetness that had escaped from her pussy. His tongue snaked its way between her soft lips, seeking out and finding her clit and flicking it gently. Each of her moans now falling over the heels of the ones before, she wriggled and squirmed helplessly as he slowly brought her closer and closer to ecstasy. Curling his fingers, he brushed against the front walls of her achingly tight tunnel. She shrieked slightly as he did, pushing back as hard as she could. He slipped closer, sucking hard on her clit, intent now only on making her cum. He felt his fingers coated in a fresh gush of wetness just as he felt her vaginal walls began to spasm. Her thighs clamped together around his head, but still he heard her crying out, and he continued his movements until she pulled away, murmuring hoarsely, "Stop, please." Immediately he pulled his face away from her pussy, but his fingers continued to stroke her inner walls. Giving her only a brief moment to rest, he lowered his head once more, this time dragging his tongue up and down the crack of her ass. He felt her body shudder as his tongue slipped wetly over her tightest hole. Focussing on that spot, he flicked his tongue gently at first, but then harder and harder as she began to push back into him. Using his left hand to keep her ass cheeks spread wide, the fingers of his right hand continued their stroking, and his right thumb began to rub her clit. He didn't need the desperate shriek in her voice to tell him that she was about to cum. Pushing his fingers in harder, he gently pushed his tongue past the first tight muscle of her ass and felt all her muscles spasm as she came, screaming his name. When at last she stopped spasming, he gently untied her blindfold and then her wrists, pulling her into his arms. She cuddled against him, still shaking, her heart racing. It wasn't long before the insistent throbbing of his cock against her side drew her attention and rekindled her insatiable desire. She turned to face him, kissing him. She gently sucked his tongue into her mouth, teasing it by sucking it the way she would his cock. He groaned, grabbing her and laying her down, sliding down her body, surprising her by once more burying his face in her pussy, sucking hard on her clit and shoving his fingers inside her, making her cum almost immediately. Before she'd finished screaming his cock was there, pressing into her tight wetness, stretching her around its girth, making her cry out again as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. He began fucking her, hard, their eyes locked on each others'. "I love you, baby," he groaned, and she pushed her hips against him, her nails digging into his back. He bent his head, burying his face in her chest, his teeth nipping at her flesh, hard. She moaned, her hips bucking up to his. "God I love you," she gasped, as he began to thrust harder, both of them nearing release. "Yesssss, baby, cum for me," she whispered, "I love you so much.. cum for me.." "Oh fuck!" he shouted as he thrust hard into her, feeling her pussy spasm around him, milking his cock of every drop of cum. He collapsed finally on top of her, holding himself up from her chest, breathing heavily. They both lay quietly, gasping for breath, for several minutes. Finally he raised his head and looked at her. "So what else should we do today while we play hooky?" "Hmmm well… I need another shower now.. care to join me?" He winked, feeling his cock harden again inside her. He bent and kissed her softly… "You know I never turn down a shower with you, baby." Playing Hooky "You cheated!" She cried out loudly, laughing, as she tried to grab the mouse away from him. "It was my turn and you made me lose!" "What?!" He feigned innocence, "That's not MY fault! You missed your turn and you have to face the consequences!" He could barely hold back his smile as he turned to look at her with his best 'How could you possibly accuse this adorable face of cheating' look. She laughed again and pounced on him. They rolled from the chairs they were sitting in onto the floor, emitting lots of giggles and yelps along the way. He allowed her to pin him as she sat astride him. She held his arms down and smiled broadly as she looked defiantly into his eyes. "You know what we do with cheaters in this here saloon, doncha?" She drawled, exaggeratingly. He grinned and rolled his eyes. Undaunted, she continued. "They're strung up and hanged by their shorthairs, doncha know...!" He was very aware of her weight upon him, the warmth of her groin on his, the way her hair fell down in wisps in her face despite her best attempts to push it back behind her ears, how her breasts swayed with her movements as she fought to keep his arms pinned, how her eyes sparkled mischievously as she teased him. She knew full well he was allowing her to pin him, but she was going to enjoy it while it lasted, for she knew what was coming. He glanced sideways at the clock and sighed regretfully. "I have to go to work, honey". He waited, expectantly, knowing the minor tantrum that nearly always followed that statement. And she delivered one. Complete with begging and pleading and seducements and promises. He worked the graveyard shift at a local retailer, whereas she worked regular banker's hours at a local office, and their time together was always fleeting and precious. He was used to regretful goodbyes. "Nooooooooooooooooooooo! Honey, stay with meeeeeeeeeeeee!" She pleaded, burying her head in his chest, lying fully on top of him now to prevent him from getting up. "Honey, you know I have to go. Gotta earn that paycheck!" His eyes twinkled, for even though in some ways her nightly pleas annoyed him since he always had to turn her down, he also liked that fact that she consistently wanted him to stay with her. It was nice to be wanted. "But you NEVER stay with me!" She pouted. "You always go on to work! Just ONCE I would love for you to sacrifice a sick day and stay with me and we could make love all night, and laugh and talk and sleep and snuggle and be the only two people on the planet in our own little world all night long." Her pleas were so heartfelt, he knew she meant well. She simply missed him. They only got one night a week to sleep all night together, and it was wearing on them both. He smiled inwardly to himself. What she didn't know was that he had recognized this fact earlier in the week, and had arranged to take the night off to spend it with her tonight, but he was going to allow her to go through her nightly ritual of trying to beg him to stay first, just because he enjoyed it. Plus, he hadn't decided yet if he would tell her he had arranged to take the night off, or if he would allow her to believe that he had spontaneously chose her over work. He wondered which would mean more to her. "Well," he said slowly, "if I played hooky with you, would you be grateful?" He asked playfully. Her eyes widened. He had never shown even a hint of relenting. She pounced on this opening and proceeded to describe to him in great detail exactly HOW grateful she would be. He decided at that point that honesty was the better path to choose, laughed, and couldn't contain himself any longer. "Well, I guess it's a good thing I took the night off then." He smiled broadly and prepared for her reaction. "You... what?" She was in a state of disbelief. He NEVER took nights off like this. He was Mr. Dependable, never sick, never leaving early. She had contemplated giving up her nightly pleas, since they never ever worked. But now he had done it, taken a night off to spend with HER!!!! She was still shocked. "Tonight? You... what? Really?" He laughed and tried to reach up and tickle her. She swiftly regained her composure and pinned his arms again. She enjoyed her regained power very briefly, for he was ready to play now. And it came suddenly, as she knew it would. With one quick motion, he freed his arms, pinned her own behind her back with one hand, and with the other took hold of her long hair. She gasped as she felt her power stripped away and was now at his mercy. He sat up and took in this tantalizing sight he now had before him. Here she was, straddling him, her back arched due to the angle that her arms were forced into, and her head was back as he jerked her hair in his hand, her neck exposed, her breasts right in front of his face. He was also still very aware of the warmth of her on top of him, and her excited breath aroused him even more. "Okayyyyy..." She said in a somewhat breathless voice, returning to her drawl. "Maybe we won't hang ya right away," a smile crept back to her face, "we might allow you a phone call or two first." She stifled a giggle, which quickly turned to a yelp as he jerked her head by her hair and ordered her to be quiet. She obeyed. He leaned into her and smelled her skin. She always smelled sweetly, of flowers and lotions. Her hair always smelled tropical, like coconuts. He knew that she used a particular type of hair styling product just for him because he had commented that he liked how it smelled. He released her hair momentarily, only long enough to unbutton her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra tonight. This pleased him. He took hold of her hair again. "I am going to touch you now." He whispered in her ear matter-of-factly, making her shiver. "And I plan on enjoying it. You will enjoy it, too." He ordered. "Do I make myself clear?" He asked, himself stifling a smile. He was enjoying this way too much. "Yes, honey." She whispered. She was too excited to speak normally, in anticipation of what he was going to do to her. She saw that glint in his eye, the one where she knew she was in for a special night, where he was determined to take every part of her and make it known that she was his in every sense. And she almost gasped in anticipation. He leaned forward and grazed her neck with his lips. Her chest was heaving with her excited breath. He leaned her back onto the floor and positioned himself on top of her, still holding her arms in one hand above her head. He kissed her collarbone, and worked his way slowly down her chest. He paused momentarily to look at her face, into her eyes. He loved how she looked at him, with a mixture of love and lust and trust and submission, yet with just a hint of that stubborn streak he also loved about her. He looked again at her torso, and focused in on one of her breasts. "I think I'll just have a little nibble..." he said softly. "If you flinch I will punish you." He smiled as he leaned down to her exposed breast, her pink nipple jiggling with her breathing, and invitingly hard. His tongue darted out furtively and licked it just once. She sucked her breath in as the sensation raced from her breast to her groin. Her nipple hardened even more. He breathed hot breath onto it, and licked it again, longer this time, swirling his tongue around it, flicking it with his tongue. She moaned and closed her eyes. He took it in his mouth and sucked gently, swishing his tongue over it, suckling it, reveling in the feel of it in his mouth. She moaned again, softly, the sensation of his mouth on her was intoxicating. Even though he still had her hands restrained, he didn't need to at this point. She wanted to be there, wanted him to take her. Wanted to be his. He sensed her relaxedness and decided she was enjoying things a little too much, and very gently nipped her with his teeth. Her eyes popped open and she cried out. He felt her resisting his hold on her again. That was better. Even though he knew she wanted this too, he still liked it when it felt like he had to convince her. He released her nipple, now wet and glistening from his mouth, and turned to the other one. He took his time with this one, running his tongue all around the entire breast before focusing on the nipple. He slowly took it in his mouth, too, and worked his way from softly kissing it to devouring it passionately. Her moans drove his passion. He lifted his head and looked at her face, her expression a mixture of pleasure and anticipation. He smiled and reached under the bed and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Her eyes, which had opened at the sound of the clinking metal, now widened as she caught a glimpse of the cuffs. "Take off your shirt." he ordered as he released her hands. She paused, then sat up and did as she was told. "Now lay down as you were." He instructed. She did not comply right away, she wanted to put her arms around him and touch him, and was thinking of how to convince him not to cuff her when he grabbed her hands again. "You're not being a very good girl!" He said crossly, forcing her to lie down beneath him. "Do you want to make me punish you?!" He looked expectantly in her eyes. "N-n-n-no." She stammered, unused to hearing his angry voice in such an intimate setting. She wasn't sure how much of this was role-playing and how much was him simply exercising his creative license. But she knew he would never ever hurt her, and she trusted him implicitly, so she stopped struggling, laid back on the floor and allowed him to cuff her. He cuffed one hand, then ran the other cuff around the leg of their heavy bed and then cuffed her other hand. Her hands now locked above her head, she was at his mercy. He sat astride her, enjoying the view, going over the options in his mind as to what he would do to her tonight. He mulled over his options and he slowly undressed her bottom half. He removed her sweatpants, running his hands up and down her thighs and hips, then slowly pulled down her panties. Her little muff exposed, he tossed the panties aside and forced her legs open and kneeled between them. "Now let me seeeeeeee..." He teased, taking one finger and teasing her by running it all around her inner thighs and stomach. "So many options, and we have all night to try each and every one of them." She shivered a little, partly because she was chilled, and also because she could hardly stand the waiting. And she knew he knew that. Patience was one of her major weaknesses. He loved making her wait. And tonight was no exception. "Oh, honey!" He feigned concern, "Are you cold?" He leaned over her and then put his full weight on her. "Is there anything I can do to... warm you up?" He asked, playfully. She liked feeling his weight on her. Not only was it indeed warmer, but there was just something about feeling her lover's weight upon her that made her feel ... well... claimed. And there was no one else in the world that she wanted to claim her. "Oh I am sure you will find a way!" Her eyes beckoned him, dared him to take her. He was up to the challenge. Much to her chagrin, he lifted himself and stood up. He paused, looking at his girl all naked and sprawled out before him. He loved her curves, her softness, her willingness to try anything with him. They were well matched in many ways. She looked up at him, questioningly, not sure what he was doing. For a moment she thought he was going to do as he always threatened and leave here there while he went and got something to eat and watched TV for a while until he was ready to have his wicked way with her. But judging from the large bulge in his pants, she knew he was ready now. Sure enough, he wasn't leaving. He took off his clothes and resumed his position on top of her. She loved the feel of his body. The sensation of his nakedness against her own was delicious. He resumed his attention on her breasts for a short while, sucking on one while his hands expertly pinched the other. She felt a warmth growing in her pussy, and the erotic feeling of his erect cock pushing into her thigh, leaking his own juices, was making her squirm. She maneuvered herself so that his hardness was pushing directly onto her pussy. She wrapped her legs around him and grinded her hips into him. He loved that she wanted him. It would make the tease all that much more fun for him! "No, honey!" He said, his mouth working its way back up to her neck and mouth. "Not yet. I am going to take my time with you tonight. Make you feel me everywhere before I let you have that!" He crushed her mouth with his own, kissing her fiercely as he ground his own hips into her for good measure before he proceeded with his plan. He disentangled himself from her gripping legs and worked his way down her body until he was positioned directly above her pussy. "I bet you would like it if I kissed you there." He said, teasingly, knowing she was dying for him to touch her. Her moans and writhing while he had played with her breasts told him she was ready. Now, seeing her all pink and swollen and wet before him, he could hardly keep from diving in and devouring her right then and there, but he enjoyed making her wait just a little longer. "Tell me you want me to." He ordered. "No, better yet, I want to hear you beg." He looked up, expectantly. "Pleeeeeease, baby!" she immediately whispered, "I want to feel you touch me. I need to feel you taste me..." Her pleas were sincere, certified by her waiting wetness. He spread her legs farther apart and leaned in. He started by kissing her inner thighs, licking them and grazing his lips and tongue all around, working in concentric circles until he was in the crease where her legs met her pussy. As he licked each one up and down, her groans became louder and louder. He reached up and played with one breast, then the other, as he worked his mouth closer and closer to the prize. When his mouth met her outer folds, her body jerked and writhed. He ran his tongue all over her entire pussy, licking and suckling every part, saving the clit for last. As he paused over it, gazing appreciatively at the red swollen hard little nub, he savored the moment. There was no sound in the room except her ragged breathing. She waited, expectantly, for the sensation she prayed was coming. Then, without warning, he put his entire mouth upon it and began running his tongue in a circular motion around and over her clit, using the flat surface of his tongue to cover the most area. She cried out and moaned, her hips rocked and swayed as she allowed the intensity of his tonguing to wash over her. He was really, REALLY good at this! As he devoured her pussy, his hands grabbed at her ass and inner thighs, and reached up to fondle her tits. As he felt her getting close, her back would arch, and she would hold her breath. It was then that he would throttle back and just barely flick the tip of his tongue over her clit. Just enough to tantalize, but not enough to allow her crescendo over the edge. He enjoyed bringing her to the very cliffhanging edge of cumming, then making her wait. He wanted to make sure she knew exactly who's control it was over her climaxing. After three or four rounds of this, when he was sure that she understood, he decided to allow her to cum. Mostly because he thought he had made his point, but also because he knew that if he held her back one more time he might get kicked... He lunged into her orgasm as she felt herself blissfully, finally, cresting the wave of intense pleasure and begin the downward plunge into her orgasm. The waves of contractions kept coming and coming, and radiated throughout her entire body and she screamed in pleasure. He felt her pussy convulsing beneath his mouth, and he enjoyed the ride, feeling extremely pleased with himself that he had brought her there. Then came the inevitable jerk of her pelvis to get away from his industrious tongue. She had come to that point of her climax that her clit was too sensitive to deal with any other input whatsoever, and her involuntary pelvic jerk was letting him know that. Soon enough she began calming down, her thrashing less, her screams became moans and then whimpers. He turned his head and kissed the inside of her thigh softly. She was still trying to catch her breath. He began tonguing her inner thigh, very slowly working his way back to the crease where her leg met her pussy. Then he switched thighs, and worked his way up to her pussy on that side. He then kissed all around her pussy again, despite her murmured protests that he needed to give her a minute to recover. He knew what he was doing. He took his time, careful to never touch the most sensitive of areas. This was just easing her into the next phase... Soon enough she was receptive to his tongue again and began moving her hips in small circular movements. He gently, slowly began tonguing her clit again, only enough to get her thoroughly worked up again, and then he stopped. He moved to lie on top of her, positioning himself between her legs. He leaned on his elbows on either side of her head, and took her head in his hands. He wanted to watch her expressions as he touched her, and he didn't want her to be able to look away. He maneuvered his cock so that it was teasing the outside of her pussy, which was now warm and wet again, thanks to his attentions. He kissed her mouth, deeply, sharing her own taste with her, and she devoured him, sucking on his lips and tongue, whimpering for more as she did with her mouth what her restrained hands longed to do. She strained at her cuffs, wanting so much to touch him, but she was bound fast by them. He noticed her efforts and it excited him that she was at his mercy. He pulled out of their kisses and looked into her eyes, shaking his head and smiling as she rattled her cuffs and smiled ruefully. "Now tell me something." He began, tracing her lips with his fingers. "What was so special about that guy today at the park?" He looked directly at her. She frowned, confused. She had no idea what he was talking about. "What guy?" She asked. "When we were in the park with the dogs today? I don't remember any guy." He grabbed her jaw rather roughly and held her face in his hands to emphasize his words. "The one that couldn't take his eyes off of you. I know you saw him. Were you thinking evil thoughts about him, hmmmmmmmm?" His eyes twinkled as he waited for her reply. She relaxed internally. Now she knew what he wanted. "Baby I never saw any guy today at the park or anywhere else." She looked directly in his eyes now. "I never do." She kept her expression serious as she said the words that she meant from her heart, the words he loved to hear from time to time. "You are the only man I see. The only one I ever watch. Everyone else is a shadow to me." His mouth twitched as he tried to keep from smiling. "Whether anyone else ever looks at me or not I wouldn't know, for all I see is you. That is all I ever want to see. You see I..." And she stopped suddenly and gasped as she felt his pushing at her, trying to penetrate her with his hard cock. "You ARE mine!" he said, quietly, purposefully, without blinking. "Every part of you is mine." He began working his cock in and out of her hole, lubing his shaft with her wetness as we worked himself into her snug, hot, wetness. "I just helped myself to your taste, and now I am going to have you this way and fill you up with me." He cocked his head to the side and a hint of a smile betrayed how much he was enjoying himself. "Do you have a problem with any of this?" "No, baby!" She whispered. "I want to feel you inside me." She smiled as she felt him push deeper and deeper inside her now. "I want you to slide inside and fill me up and lay inside me until you have more to give me!" He slid one arm under the small of her back, and the other under her neck as her positioned himself to pump her just where he knew it would get to her. It was so hard not to cum right away. He wanted to just shoot his load inside her quick and hard, but he was nothing if not patient, and he wanted this to last a while. After all, it wasn't every night that he took the night off to have wild sex all night long with his girl. Playing Hooky Julie Warden gave her father Mark a kiss on the cheek goodbye as he went off to work. She went over to the kitchen counter and poured herself a steaming mug of coffee, added Sugar Twin and a dash of Coffee Mate and sat at the kitchen table. The attractive 18-year old sighed. She didn't want to go to school today. She didn't want to listen to her Science Teacher, boring old Mister Sim and his lecture on how aardvarks were a fascinating animal, blahblahblah .... Julie thought of calling up her friends Natalie and Noreen and going to a movie or the mall or something, but she didn't feel like going out. The twins were always up for anything, but it wasn't a very nice day, so Julie decided she'd rather just stay at home. Julie's mother, Sabrina, came into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Did I hear your father heading out?" "Yup." "Then shouldn't you be getting off to school?" "Not going, don't feel like it." "Listen to me, young lady .... " Julie crossed the room and lifted her mother's skirt. She ran her hands over her mother's round, smooth ass and turned her mother around. She raised her hand and slapped her mother square across the face. "Do you remember, bitch, who REALLY makes the rules in this house?" The look of fear in Sabrina's eyes was enough to let Julie know she did indeed. "You do, miss." A cruel smile played across Julie's face. "You're not wearing them." "I thought your father might see and ask ... " "Are you fucking Daddy?" "No, Miss." "And why is that?" "Because – you told me not to, Miss." "Why else?" "Because – I'm a lezzie slut good only for eating young girl's pussies?" "Exactly." A satisfied smile came over Julie's face. She had trained her mother well in the last 9 months since this had all started. Even Julie's father didn't suspect the sex life he enjoyed with his attractive wife was only at Julie's discretion. "Maybe I'll let you fuck Daddy tonight, he looked lonely. Meanwhile bitch, get your ass upstairs and get dressed the way I told you. Be quick about it, I'll be up in a minute!" "Yes, Miss." Julie and Sabrina could not have been more different, both in temperament and looks. Julie was a tall, leggy, California-blonde type, always tanned, with round, apple-sized breasts that she loved to have kissed. Her green eyes always seemed to sparkle. She kept her pussy shaved [ now she made her mother do it ] and wore her hair long and straight. She worked out religiously to maintain her lean frame and taut, smooth ass. Julie was outgoing, strong-willed and very self-assured. Sabrina was a tiny, small-busted brunette, with dark brown eyes. Blessed with sexy olive-hued skin, Sabrina also had the tiniest, sweetest little tits, with dark brown nipples that always seemed to be perky. She had a smooth, round bubble-butt that almost cried out to be spanked. She stood only 5'2" tall and she was quiet to the point of being painfully shy. Julie had often wondered how her mother had even attracted her father's attention. There was only one way the women were alike. Both were perverse, lezzie sluts. That was how all of these shenanigans had started. Sabrina had done a huge load of laundry that day, even washing her daughter's lingerie. Julie had a huge collection of lacy undergarments, luckily her part-time job at a local restaurant paid well. As Sabrina was putting away Julie's thongs in the top drawer, she noticed something out of order in the corner. Her curiosity getting the better of her, Sabrina reached out and took the small bundle from the drawer. She went over to Julie's bed, sat down and gasped. It was a bundle of pictures – but dear Lord, what pictures they were. Lewd, lurid, illicit pictures of her daughter in various sexual positions – with her friends Natalie and Noreen! In one picture, Julie was riding a dildo that was attached to Noreen's waist while Natalie rode her sister's licking face. Another picture showed Julie wearing the dildo and fucking Natalie who was devouring Noreen. Yet another had Natalie sucking Julie's shaved pussy while Noreen was licking her tits. All of the pictures were sexy, and taken in various locations and times. Sabrina felt hot, she was shocked at the images she was looking at, yet she couldn't look away. She continued thumbing through the photos and becoming aroused. Unbidden, her hand went down her body and into the waistband of her skirt, down into her pussy. She was soaked and she began to finger her clit as she continued scanning the lurid pictures of her lezzie-loving child. "Oh God Julie, baby, you're such a slut!" she moaned as she lay back on the bed, sliding her skirt off. Her tiny French-cut panties followed, now there was nothing impeding her fingering of her horny, needy pussy. One of Sabrina's well-kept secrets was she'd had a few lesbian affairs in college. Meek and shy, she didn't get a lot of attention from boys, but her adorable, petite frame did attract the eye of her new roommate, Brooke. Brooke took Sabrina under her wing – teaching her how to dress a bit more sexy, involving her in the Sorority, being her friend. It took Brooke barely a week to entice the adoring Sabrina into her bed. Sabrina was almost slavish in her devotion to Brooke, so when the voluptuous blonde suggested they have a few tokes, get buzzed and have a girl's night, Sabrina was up for it. Once Sabrina was sufficiently high, it took little effort for Brooke to get her naked and devour her cunt. From the first kiss of Brooke's pouty lips on her pink cunt, Sabrina was hooked on cunt. Brooke's skilled tongue and fingers made Sabrina have her first climax, the near-virgin was eager to reciprocate. "Oh fuckkkk, Sabrina, oh yes baby, lick me there!" Brooke howled as the tiny brunette slurped and licked and lapped her cunt. Brooke knew that Sabrina was a natural, the little lez had a craving for cunt now. From that moment on, there was no doubt who was running the show. Brooke turned Sabrina into her devoted sex-toy and anything she wanted, Sabrina was happy to give. One time, Brooke suggested an all-girl orgy, with Sabrina as the main attraction. Sabrina was either eating or being eaten by Brooke, Meagan, Toni and Mai Lin. Sabrina's pussy was raw, her nipples ached and she didn't think she'd been happier in her life. Sabrina followed Brooke around like a lost kitten, so Brooke named her "Sex Kitten." Nothing made Sabrina happier than lying with Brooke, sucking her tits, or giving her lover a massage, or eating her pussy. In her final year of college, Sabrina met Mark. She was shocked, almost sad, when Brooke encouraged her to take up with him. "But Brooke, baby, don't you love me? Don't you want to be with me anymore?" Brooke hugged her girlfriend close as they reclined on the large bed. She ran her fingers through Sabrina's soft, dark hair and kissed her. "Baby, I will always remember you. But I'm graduating soon and I intend to find myself a rich, older Sugar Daddy I can marry and live in the lap of luxury for the rest of my life. You should marry Mark, he'll take good care of you." Brooke ravaged her "Sex Kitten" one last time, licking all her sweet holes and nipples and fucking both pussy and ass for a time, making her cum with their favorite dildo. She moved out a few days later, and Sabrina was inconsolable for a while. She steeled herself a week later, began seeing Mark on a regular basis. He was okay, if a bit unimaginative in bed, but warm and caring. When he proposed, she accepted and put her past behind her. Sabrina suppressed all her memories and decided to be a faithful wife and mother. Now, all these tawdry pictures of her sweet daughter engaging in such perverse acts had brought it all back. She continued to diddle herself as she pored over the pictures. "What the FUCK is going on here?" It was Julie, oh dear God, her daughter had caught her looking at the pictures and playing with herself. "I – Julie, I ... Oh God, I don't know what to say, baby, I ..." Julie stamped over to the bed and grabbed the pictures from her mother. She looked at the photos of herself, Noreen and Natalie, then back over at her mother. She made a clucking sound. "Tsk-tsk, such a naughty mommy. Looking at these pictures of your daughter and diddling your cunt!" she said with an evil grin. "Julie, I am STILL your mother!" Sabrina said indignantly. Her daughter's gaze narrowed and she patted her mother's cheek gently. "No, what you are is a naughty, depraved, lezzie slut. It takes one to know one!" Julie pealed off the tight white jeans she was wearing and the halter top followed. She climbed on to the bed beside her mother and kissed her, an incestuous kiss of passion and perverted desire. Sabrina resisted for the merest of seconds, then her tongue joined with Julie's and she heard moans. They seemed to be coming from a distance, but Sabrina realized they were emanating from her own lips as Julie slid off her tiny top, baring her mother's body to her admiring gaze. Julie lay on top of her mother, breast to breast and rubbed herself against Sabrina. "Oh Mommy, if I'd only known what a lezzie cunt you were, we could have been doing this a while ago!" Julie moaned as she ran her fingers into her mother's cunt. "You're soaked, you slut, did it get you hot seeing those pictures of me and the girls?" "Yesss --- YESSSS!!" Sabrina screeched as her perverse offspring crooked her finger and stroked her clit. This was the best Sabrina had felt since her days with Brooke, had her daughter inherited her own depraved, lesbian genes? No matter. Julie was licking her, tasting her, their bodies grinding together and Sabrina's head was reeling. Julie was talented beyond belief in the arts of pleasing another woman. Her first experiences had been with Noreen and Natalie, but the kinky teen had been making up for lost time, making it with cheerleaders, teachers and any pretty girl who turned her on. But the penultimate had to be making it with her own slut of a mom. As Julie flattened her tongue and lapped her mother's wet cunt, a truly wicked idea entered her mind. "Mother, do you have any scarves or something like that? I'd like to tie you up, so you can't resist me – and then I am going to do TERRIBLE things to you!" Julie purred. To hear that thrilled Sabrina beyond belief. She pointed to her dresser. "Second shelf baby, hurry please, I can't wait!" Julie grinned. This was going far better than she ever dared hope. She had no idea of her mother's hidden past, of course, but Julie was going to do her utmost to make her mother beg for more! Julie moved towards her mother's prone form on the bed and fastened Sabrina's wrists to the bed, then her legs at the other end. Sabrina was helpless and her pussy was dripping, her nipples erect and aching to be sucked on. Her daughter did not disappoint, she leaned forward and began running her tongue all over Sabrina's nipples and caressed her breasts. "You love this, don't you, you lezzie slut?" Julie grinned evilly. "Yes, oh God, yessss, you know I do, darling!" Sabrina moaned. "Good!" With that, Julie ran from the room, which confused her mother. Panicking briefly, she tried to free herself, but to no avail. Julie had tied her bonds tight and try as she might, Sabrina could not extricate herself from the trap. Julie was gone only for a few minutes, when she came back, she had her Digital Camera with her. She began taking photos of her naked and bound parent, to Sabrina's horror. "Julie baby, what are you doing? You can't – if anyone were to find out, I'd be ruined, your father would divorce me, I .... " Julie leaned down to her still-tied mother and kissed her, from tummy to breasts, then softly on the lips. "No one will ever know what we've done here – or see these pictures – if you agree to my terms, mother dear." "Terms?" "The first – I own you. You're going to do what I say from now on, or I will make damned sure Daddy sees these pictures!" Sabrina began crying, despite all that had gone on, she thought she loved her husband. She certainly liked the life he had provided for her, but she nodded and managed to whimper out an "Okay". "Do you REALLY understand this, mother? If I want to fuck you or have you lick my cunt – you're going to DO it! You are my slave and my sex slave. You're going to be Julie's cuntlapping lezzie fuckslut, do you understand?" Meekly, Sabrina whimpered, "Yes." Julie's eyes narrowed. "Yes, MISS." "Yes, Miss." Julie's slender hand stroked her mother's soft skin. "I think one of these days, I might get the urge to whip your cute ass. Hmphh! I think you might like it. Because you're a lezzie slut, aren't you mother?" "Yes, Miss." Julie grinned. The fact that Sabrina was capitulating so early was a good sign that she was willing to indulge in the most perverse of lesbian games. "All right, from now on, you only get to fuck Daddy if I say so. From what I've seen around here, you don't seem to enjoy it much anyway. Got it?" "Yes, Miss." Julie smiled. She had won, but for some reason, sensed that her mother had won too. She rejoined her sexy mother on the bed, swung her body around so that her pussy was over her mother's face. She turned her head and saw her mother's eager face. "Okay, mommy-bitch, eat my cunt – and do a good job or there'll be hell to pay!" It had been years since Sabrina had eaten pussy, but the minute her lips tasted her daughter's pussy, all her skills came back. She caressed with a knowing touch, Julie was shocked at how well her mother ate cunt. Sabrina's tongue seemed to know just where to lick, her mouth moved all over Julie's sweet pussy, her hands touched Julie's most intimate places as she did so. Despite her limited mobility, Sabrina was bringing Julie to climax after climax. That was just the start of it. Julie released her mother's arms and legs shortly after that, and to no surprise, Sabrina didn't even try to run. She seemed to relish her new position as her daughter's lezzie sex-slave. She wanted more, practically begging Julie to get back in bed so they could do it again. Julie wasn't crazy. She did just that, letting her mother's hands and tongue and fingers thrill her, over and over again. She asked her mother if she had any sex toys, wanting desperately to fuck her mother's tiny, adorable body. Sabrina shook her head. "I'm sorry Julie ... " Julie frowned "I'm sorry MISS, but your father doesn't believe in them." "Tough shit." Julie said dryly as she ran her fingers over her mother's darker, silky skin. She sighed. "Okay, for now I will finger-fuck you to orgasm, but we're gonna get you some toys. We can put them in my room. You need to get this hot cunt of yours fucked, and often." Sabrina shuddered, but Julie knew her mother was thrilled at her perversity. From that day forward, Sabrina's life changed. She lived in fear, but thrived on it, never knowing what her daughter might demand of her. She smiled a lot more and was less demanding of Mark. Sometimes when Julie was at school, she would have a shower and play with herself, over and over again, cumming over and over again. Julie had bought tons of sex toys for them to use. One memorable afternoon, she attached the "Butterfly" to her mother's pussy and kissed her. "Keep it on – all day – okay, bitch?" she said, biting her mother's bottom lip. Sabrina whimpered and nodded, her body already approaching orgasm. Julie was happy too. She was on a 24-hour, seven-day-a-week sexfest. The lesbian nymphomaniac had a willing, eager playmate any time she wanted her. Once she learned of her mother's past, she relished the kinky things she and Sabrina were able to do together. Sabrina rarely proposed anything kinky, but whatever the lewd teenager wanted to try, Sabrina was more than up for it. Julie was "cruel" to her mother, but if possible, really adored her even more. Her mother gave her a willing outlet for her sexual fantasies, one time Julie dressed all in leather and dressed her mother all in lace – then insisted they go out on the town. They went to a nearby lesbian nightclub and Sabrina was thankful they didn't know anyone there, as Julie diddled and fondled and tormented her all night. Secretly, Julie wondered if her mother would have been even more excited if they HAD run into anyone they knew. Julie relished all the things she was able to do. One night, she called Noreen and Natalie over, inviting them for "Dinner". When they showed up, she had covered Sabrina's entire body with cake, whipped cream, chocolate and fruit. The three girls dove in and feasted, while the "meal" was tied to the bed. When they let Sabrina loose, all of them went to town on her. Julie's mom lost track of how many orgasms she had at the hands of the decadent trio, but it was one of the best nights of her life. She was glad that she also had some new playmates in the pretty young girls. A week later, Natalie and Noreen wanted to play again, but Julie was having none of it, selfishly wanting to keep Sabrina for herself. Then Noreen offered her $200 for the privilege. With a cruel, sadistic smile, Julie sent her mother over to the girl's apartment to be their plaything for the night. When she came home around 3 in the morning, she was sexually exhausted, but had another $200 in bonus funds. Julie put that money in the bank. Whoring out her mother had really turned her on and she ate Sabrina to another intense climax before both fell asleep. Julie was thankful that her dad was so often away on business. At times, she wondered if he too, might have a mistress, but decided no. It wasn't in his nature. She had even contemplated fucking her daddy once or twice, knowing Sabrina would do nothing to stop her, but she didn't think so, not at this time. She wasn't sure if he'd go for it anyway, he wasn't the kinky, free-spirits she and Sabrina were. A week or so after her mother's romp with the twins, Julie was feeling bored and was going to leave school early, craving a cup of coffee. Just as she was leaving, Miss Dorcel, her French teacher, caught her and asked to speak with her. "Your grades in French aren't very good, I'm afraid" the sensual teacher said in a voice that constantly made Julie hot. She would have done this bitch any time, any where, but she tried to concentrate on what Marie Dorcel was saying. "I could tutor you, in my home – if you're not busy" the attractive teacher said. "My tutoring will get you through the courses easily, and I only charge 50 dollars an hour." Being on a budget, Julie couldn't afford that and sighed. "I am sorry Miss Dorcel, my money's a bit limited." Marie Dorcel smiled and trailed her fingers down Julie's slender bare arms. "Perhaps we could make – other – arrangements, tonight?" There was no mistaking her intentions and Julie was getting hotter. But dammit, she had plans with Noreen and Natalie, they had a new chick they'd met and wanted to share with her. Julie was always eager to meet a new, fresh piece of pussy. Then, another one of her kinky thoughts came to her. It would be perfect and get her just what she wanted. "I am sorry, Miss Dorcel, but I can't tonight. However, I would like to be `tutored', very much. I have another idea, if you're at all interested in hearing it?" The curvy blonde leaned in as Julie made her proposal. Julie raced home and found her mother napping in the bedroom. Swatting her gently on the rump, she told her to get up and put on her sexiest mini, lingerie, heels and top. "Why?" Julie sighed. At times, her mother forgot her place, but this time, she decided not to push it. "Because bitch, tonight you're going over to my French teacher, Madame Dorcel's house, and do whatever she wants. If she wants to fuck you with a strap-on or eat you in the shower, whatever she wants, you're going to do it, got it?" Sabrina nodded, her eyes a bit teary. Playing Hooky "Oh darling, don't worry, she's a honey. I'd go myself, but you know what I am up to tonight. Oooh, not only that, Miss Dorcel's gonna pay US 25 bucks an hour for you horny little puss. Won't that make a nice addition to our travel fund?" Julie had earlier decided to use the money she got from Noreen and Natalie and other monies she'd been saving to treat her and her mother to a trip to Vegas. There, she intended a week-long lezzie feast that they'd remember for years to cum. The two of them showered together, taking a bit of time to finger and play, then they dressed. Julie put on her tighest jeans and "fuck me" boots, Sabrina dressed as instructed and out they went. It proved to be a wonderful night, the twins' new friend was a pretty young housewife whose husband didn't approve of her eating pussy. The sexy minx, a pretty redhead named Mandy, was up for anything. Julie was just getting home around 3 AM when a cab pulled up. A very tipsy Sabrina got out and staggered towards her daughter. She embraced Julie hard, her enthusiasm undisguised. "Oh Miss, thankyouthankyou, thank YOU for sending me! Oh God, that was one of the best experiences of my LIFE!" she bubbled over. Julie's eyes narrowed. "It was, was it? Hmphh. Well, I suppose you and I had better go inside so you can tell me all about it." Julie watched her mother's miniskirt-covered ass walk into the house, her exhaustion fading and her sexual fires re-igniting. When they reached the bedroom, Julie watched her mother stripped, but told her to keep on her heels and thong. Julie sat beside her mother on the bed, swatted her ass and fixed upon her with a steely glare. "Okay bitch, time to spill it." Sabrina sighed and shuddered with pleasure, it was all still so fresh in her mind. She was still a slight bit tipsy, but she couldn't wait to turn on her daughter-lover-mistress by recounting the story. Sabrina was a stickler for punctuality, figuring that the pretty teacher would be of a similar attitude, she showed up at Marie Dorcel's home at precisely 8 o'clock. She rang the bell nervously, unsure of how the teacher would react. She needn't have worried. Marie Dorcel opened the door and grinned broadly. The beautiful blonde was dressed elegantly, a long black evening gown with a slit high up the thigh, eyes accented beautifully with blue eye shadow, hair falling in golden waves around her sexy face. She was sensual, with beautiful curves and a disarming smile, Sabrina was instantly in heat. "Well, my goodness – if you're Julie's replacement, I must say, I certainly approve!" the French blonde purred. Sabrina felt a flush come over her. "I'm Sabrina Warden – Julie's mother. I'm glad you like me." Marie raised one eyebrow. "Her MOTHER? My goodness, how intriguing. Please, come in, don't let me keep you standing there in the cold." Sabrina's nipples were stiffening as she continued telling Julie the erotic tale. Her daughter was idly stroking her tummy and she felt a sensual warmth enfuse her entire body. Marie brought out a carafe of wine, she fully intended to get Sabrina tipsy and have her way with the petite brunette. It wasn't necessary, Sabrina was hot for Marie the moment she layed eyes on her. She exuded sensuality, so when Marie leaned in and kissed her, Sabrina was more than ready for it. "Shall we go upstairs darling, and get out of these warm clothes?" Marie purred with just the faintest hint of an accent. Sabrina nodded wordlessly, not trusting herself to speak. She was mesmerized by Marie, intuitively, she knew that this woman was masterful in the art of making love to another female. Her daughter-mistress was momentarily forgotten as she focused all of her attention on this spectacular female. Sabrina allowed herself to be undressed, little kisses, nibbles and caresses placed on her body with every piece of clothing that was removed. She was practically shaking when Marie undressed before her. The Frenchwoman was around the same age as Sabrina, but she was beyond belief. Firm, round breasts with large pink nipples and not a hint of sag. Her body was sleek and firm and leggy, she wore black stockings that accentuated their sleekness. She had a tiny piercing in her navel with someone's name on a chain, Sabrina couldn't make it out yet. Marie joined her on the bed and began licking her way down, down, down Sabrina's shivering form. Julie was already soaked and slightly pissed. She wouldn't have traded her night with the twins and their new playmate for anything, but more than anything, she wished she could have been in two places at once. Marie's lips were so soft and sensual, full and pouty as they licked nipples, sucked pussy and made her contemporary shake with sapphic delight. In less than 30 minutes, Sabrina had already lost count of how many climaxes she had experienced. It was her turn to give Marie some pleasure, she kissed the woman's lips and neck, behind her ears and shoulders, caressing firm breasts and sucking and licking pink nipples. She worked down and kissed the navel, seeing the name on the piercing for the first time. "Who is Almond?" she asked teasingly. "That would be me." A voice from the doorway caused Sabrina to turn. There stood a young woman, around Julie's age, with curly auburn hair, a sweet face and long legs. She was wearing a black teddy and bedroom slippers, she was exquisite. "Hello darling, you're home early. Sabrina, this is my daughter, Almond. Almond dear, would you care to join us?" Julie's eyes went wide with shock. Marie and her daughter were into each other?! Oh, how envious she now was of her mother. She was going to get a little spanking for that. Almond joined them on the bed, leaning in and frenching her mother lavishly, while Sabrina moved underneath Almond and began feasting immediately on her pussy. She paid dutiful homage to the girl's sweet cunt while the duo above her kissed and groped each other incestuously. They were so sexy together, curvy mother and model-slender daughter, Sabrina's pussy was soaked as she feasted on the girl's cunt. Julie turned her mother over and began swatting her ass, the cheeks began glowing red. "You're a lezzie-slut bitch mother, not sharing with me! Keep going, I want to hear the rest of this!" Rebelliously, Sabrina relished the thought that she had enjoyed first something Julie obviously craved. She continued on with her tale as her daughter punished her for her "indiscretion". "She's beautiful mother, and dayummm, can she eat pussy!" Almond giggled as she and her mother rubbed their breasts together. "Who is she?" "Her name is Sabrina Warden, she's the mother of one of my students, that cute blonde I keep telling you about, Julie." Almond was squirming as Sabrina's tongue hit her engorged clit and suckled it. Julie was thrilled that Marie had noticed her before and vowed next time, she would get "tutored" by both women. "Oooh Mom, if the daughter is anywhere near as good as this, we've got to have them over for dinner soon. Do you think Daddy would mind?" Almond cooed as her mother ran her hands over her sleek, firm stomach. "Your father will do as he is told, you know that!" Marie said imperiously. "If he wants his weekend fuck with his baby girl and I!" Almond giggled deliciously. "Oh mother, you're so perverted!" Almond sighed as she climaxed on Sabrina's licking tongue and moved away from the tiny brunette. Sabrina whimpered in disappointment, but she saw Marie move into a position that would enable them to sixty-nine. "And you love it, you naughty slut!" Marie growled as she lowered her head to Sabrina's soaked snatch and began feasting. Once again, Sabrina's body arched in orgasm, made more intense as she felt Almond's tongue slither into her asshole. The bed groaned in protest as the women continued their lesbian play, but they ignored it. Since her introduction to lesbianism at her mother's hands a while back, Almond had been craving to go to the next step, fucking Daddy was nice, but this adorable older woman was a truly memorable feast! She tasted so good, her mom always had the nicest, kinkiest inspirations. Almond slammed her finger deep into Sabrina's ass, the brunette howled in pleasure as she kept sucking Marie's blonde, trimmed bush. She had an intoxicating musk, Sabrina would have been content to stay there all night, but the mother-daughter duo had other ideas. They moved her on the bed, and donning a large strap-on, Almond slid into Sabrina's pussy and began fucking her savagely. The precocious teen was a natural with a dildo, Sabrina thought it couldn't get any better until she felt the vibe Marie was holding buzzing in her ass. The 19-year old daughter and her perverse mother were glad their visitor was having such a good time, they knew it insured she'd be back for more – perhaps bringing her daughter next time! "You can count on that, bitch!" Julie growled as she pinched one of her mother's nipples hard. Once Sabrina had another climax, Almond looked at her with mesmerizing green eyes and cooed "Wanna try it, gorgeous?" Sabrina nodded eagerly. She put on the dildo and Almond straddled it, facing Sabrina so they could kiss and play while her beautiful mother sucked and licked Sabrina's tits. Sabrina's body almost ached, she had experienced so much pleasure, but she didn't want it to end just yet. "She's delectable, oui cher?" Marie purred, lapsing momentarily into French. Her daughter groaned in tacit agreement as she rode the rubber dick that Sabrina was wielding with skill far beyond that of a novice. In her head, Sabrina thanked her early experiences with Brooke for teaching her the ways of lesbian pleasure and her daughter for re-awakening them. She did love her husband, but knew now that women were the love of her life, her daughter Julie, her beloved "Miss", first and foremost above them. She didn't care what anyone thought, it was her incestuous experiences with Julie that had led her here and she had never been happier! Marie was the last to recieve erotic attentions, but the other women certainly didn't leave her out. She and Almond shared a wonderful mother-daughter sixty-nine while Sabrina screwed her – pussy first, then sexy ass – with the dildo. She was yelping and carrying on in French, Sabrina loved each and every minute of it. After her mother related the story to her, Julie wanted to know if she possibly had one more orgasm in her, as the pretty teen was soaked and horny. She knew her mother wouldn't deny her – she wouldn't dare – and she was right, Sabrina gave her "Miss" the attention she so rightly deserved! Julie's French marks went up, as she studied very diligently after that, working hard. Some of her fellow students speculated something was going on, but let them wonder! No need for them to know the attentions she recieved after each tutorial, from Marie and, just as often as not, Almond as well. Sometimes her mother "picked" her up and they almost always ended staying late, playing into the wee hours of the morning. The pair would come home and Julie's dad would be fast asleep, so they often continued their tryst in Julie's room. One time, they even brought Almond home with them. Julie and Almond had become the best of friends. Julie sighed. It had been a wonderful 9 months, as she approached her mother-lover on the bed, her heart softened. She was cruel and domineering towards Sabrina, but only because it was what her mother liked. She had found Sabrina's "trigger" and wielded it well. In truth, she adored her mother even more and seeing her like this, she truly was irresistible. She wore a sheer negligee and the tiniest of black thongs, black mules that matched the negligee. She'd styled her hair so it hung in front of one eye and her lips were painted a dark, sensual red. She looked the true wanton, fucky and desirable. "God, we're both such sluts!" she growled as she gathered her mother in her arms and kissed her hard. She heard her mother's dainty whimpers, then coos of contentment as she was in the arms of the person she loved most, her beloved Julie. Julie stroked her hair, her face and toyed the the strings of the negligee as she played with her mother. There was no denial of her passions, she was Julie's and that was that. Her own cunt wet with desire, Julie undressed teasingly in front of her mom. She skimmed off her black jeans to reveal her sweet derriere [ the French tutoring had paid off ] and shaven pussy, then her halter to leave her naked in front of a drooling Sabrina. "You've got a very satisfied smile" her mother giggled. "I was thinking of how happy we are, now that we know we're both such lezzie sluts!" she said, sinking to the bed and kissing her mother again, toying with her tits and roaming her hands all over Sabrina's arms. "Mmm, yessss" Sabrina sighed contentedly. "You know I wouldn't have it any other way, Miss!" "You can speak freely." "Thank You. Oh Julie, it's all so naughty, but I love it. I love YOU." "More than Daddy?" "Oh Yes, of course. I NEVER climaxed with your father the way I do with you, you know all my little spots." "ALL of them?" Sabrina giggled softly. "Well, if you want to look for a few more, I certainly wouldn't object." "I bet you wouldn't, you slut!" Julie said as she slid off her mother's thong and parted the negligee. She inhaled the delicate aroma of Sabrina's cunt and moved into it, licking, stroking the pink lips gently, rubbing the flat of her hand against her mom's pussy as she ate her out. No matter how many lovers she took, Julie knew that no other lover would turn her on as much as Sabrina. For every reason – the sweetness, the passion, the kink of having her as a sex-slave, the perversity of the incest – Sabrina was the lover that pushed her button. Julie spread her mother's labia wide and began licking her with her flattened tongue. Sabrina arched her entire body upwards, feeling the ripples of pleasure travel from her pussy throughout her entire body. Julie's knowing fingers stroked her body while she ate Sabrina out, she was the most alive at times like this, when her beloved daughter was pleasing her, it was as if everything was magnified tenfold. Julie stopped and Sabrina let out a pitiful whine, but only for the briefest of minutes as Julie guided her into the en-suite bathroom. Julie ran the water and both of them got in, Julie perched on the edge of the tub. Sabrina knew just what to do, they'd enacted this scenario many times before. She covered Julie's silky body with their favorite scented soap and caressed her, rubbed her until Julie was purring with pleasure. "Now – EAT ME, bitch!" Julie growled playfully, Sabrina complying instantly. She gorged herself on Julie's nectars, hearing the yowls of pleasure that escaped her daughter's lips, the fact she could bring her beloved "Miss" such joy turning her on like nothing else. Julie's climax was loud and fast, echoing off the bathroom tiles. They dried each other off, heading back to bed for more play. Mark wouldn't be home for another day, Sabrina told her daughter, who was nibbling one perky nipple. "Oh, really? That's good, because I think I might be home sick tomorrow." She faked a little cough. "I guess you can write me a note." Julie said as she cuddled Sabrina. As she ran her fingers through her daughter's blonde locks, Sabrina mock-chided her. "Well, you know I don't approve of you missing too much school – but I guess we could could consider this advanced lessons in Sex Ed!"