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Lover's Moan

By: analyn



*****Note: the events in this tale take place after Lover's Moon, though it is a stand alone story.***** 

What should a half-breed ranger do when she has a furious dwarf lord on her tail, especially if she has tricked the lord out of his booty? By my estimation, she should gallop home as fast as her trusty mare could take her... so I did. 

Home for me was an aerie in Blackthorn Forest. Hidden deep in the verdant woodland, my leafy abode was in the upper boughs of the largest blackthorn I could find. I had built it limb by heavy limb and vine by bulky vine. It was a long and dreary labor, but a necessity if I wanted somewhere to lay my head. There was no place for me with my father's people and no peace in me with my mother's kin. Blackthorn had become my sanctuary, my place of being. 

I was headed pell-mell for the safety of my woodland domain. I knew it was the one place where Ursin Bgrin would not be able to find me. Not that dwarves had the skill of tracking that my elven cousins had, but they did have an uncanny sense of direction. That ability usually enabled them to find whatever they were looking for and with minimum effort. However, Blackthorn loved me as I loved it. The forest would protect me. 

It was still a half day's ride to my aerie abode when my mare stumbled and fell. She tried to get up, a noble and valiant creature to the bones. I could see the whites of her eyes as she thrashed around. She was in pain, extreme pain. I could not bring myself to force her onward. I pulled my pinned leg out from under her and inspected the damage while I soothingly patted her flank and murmured soft words of encouragement. 

Glancing up at the midday sun, I mentally counted the hours since I bolted from the Gilded Lily and my 'mark'. Ursun Bgrin would be awake by now. The sleeping spell I had uttered as he lay deeply embedded in my pussy should have worn off hours ago. He would have a raging headache, a raging hard-on and a raging temper. Since dwarves were known to have all three as a regular occurrence, to submit one to a spell-cast with those aftereffects was catastrophic. It would be throwing hot oil on a burning man. 

I continued to stroke Nimeria as I weighed my options. My situation was bleak, to be sure. I had not bothered to cover my tracks, relying on speed not stealth. As I said, Blackthorn would save me. I had to get there quickly, but how? 

Nimeria whinnied softly. I placed a comforting hand on her velvety nose as I began to scan the horizon. Speed was not an option now, so craft and cunning would have to suffice. I was in Dimwell Dell and the only "safe" havens were the barrows. They lumped the gently sloping terrain like the pox. I shivered, but not from cold. The barrows of Dimwell were deadly at night. My plan had been to pass through the dell while the sun was high in the midday sky. I glanced at my trembling mare. By the look of it, we would be staying the night while the barrow wights waltzed and wailed around us. 

"Orc shit!" I cursed aloud, knowing there was none but Nimeria to hear me. I would not leave her to suffer and I could not bear to put her down. She was my best friend, my only companion. I loved her as I loved no other. A tear coursed down my cheek and I brushed it angrily away. This was not the time for weeping, but for a clear head and swift action. I placed my hand on her bony brow and uttered a sleeping spell.

Alas, I had not the gift of healing. Still, I could put anything to sleep in a trice. My talent served me well once more. The mare's lids fluttered shut and her breathing changed from the short gusts of discomfort to the more restful puffs of slumber. I sighed in relief. I could deal with the problem of Nimeria in the morning, if we survived the night. With a slight wince at the pain in my leg, I pulled a small pack off her backside and rifled through it.

I traveled light. There was naught in the leather satchel but a change of clothing, a cleansing stone and cloth, some waybread, a wine skin and Ursun's map. I slipped the map in the waist of my breeches. A snug fit, but I liked it that way. There was more freedom of movement in the form-fitting garb of my mother's elf relations than in the silly frilled gowns and flouncy loose robes of my father's human folk. Being half-elven had its rewards. 

Unsheathing my knife, I began to carve a large circle in the turf around Nimeria and me. It would be the boundary of my ward. If I remembered the spell and cast it correctly, wights and creatures from the otherworld would be unable to cross. I uttered a prayer to Qura, my mother's god. I hoped it worked. It had better work, or I would forever haunt in the world of the undead. 

For a while I concentrated on my labor, intently making the most impenetrable barrier possible. The sun had shifted well to the west before I stopped my toil. This was a casting I'd had little use for and therefore, little experience with. It took way too much time and effort on my part; I wasn't completely sure of its success. The sun dipped lower and began to cast its radiant hues. The ward, though flawed, would have to do. 

Straightening, I glanced back toward Cassay, the port town home of the Gilded Lily. Nothing moved in the distance, no puffs of dust or clouds of startled birds. All was well. Not that I expected to see Ursun galloping frantically toward me with a battle ax in one hand and a mace in the other. If memory served me right, he was said to favor a war hammer instead of the mace. 

My growling stomach told me to feed and I went about the task with vigor. If I had to suffer through a night in a barrow down, it might as well be with a full belly. I was not keen on cooking at the best of times and this was one of the worst. So, I scavenged some wild greens and roots, stuffing them in my mouth as I went. I washed them down with waybread, and bitterbrew from my wine skin. It was a fitting supper to cap off the ending of an orc-shit of a day. 

Nimeria slumbered fitfully it seemed, in spite of the cantrip. For the hundredth time, I wished I had paid more attention to the castings that my father, a wizard of the First Order, had tried to teach me. I caught the easy ones: sleep, glamour, seduction, invisibility and a few other trifling spells. I used them too often and in ways that would cause my staid father despair, if he had but known. The harder ones like healing and protection, mind bending and possession: those I had distained to learn. Qura! They would have served me well. 

My belly sated, I settled against Nimeria to wait it out. The sun had begun to dip below the horizon, casting rose-gold hues and gilding the dell with glorious brilliance. Beauty was lost on me, however spectacular. I was too keyed up in anticipation of the night to come. I might survive the wights; I was unsure if I would survive Ursun.

I built a small fire by speaking flames into existence, a cantrip I used to play with as a child. Now I gave it the respect it was due, for a fire keeps wights and other evils at bay. I smiled my relief. The flames flickered merrily along the dried grasses I had braided together for fuel during my preparations for the night. I felt better about my prospects and began to relax, taking another strong pull at the wineskin. 

O, bitterbrew! T'would be my undoing! I had been drinking all evening; the skin was nigh empty and it had its effect. The proof was in my mellow mood. I leaned my head onto Nimeria's dark flank, closed my eyes and began to sing softly a tune of elvish revelry. The tune was rife with sensual elements. My unbridled thoughts slipped toward Ursun and our almost 'fuck-fest'. 

Images of the sexy dwarf flooded my mind as I recalled the vivid blue of his eyes, the glimmering gold of his hair, the sensual curve of his pouty mouth. My breeches felt tight as my cuny began to heat. I felt liquid gold between my thighs as I remembered the sight of his thick member severing the flesh of the dwarf wench as I pilfered his map below. The dark, sweet smell of sex assailed my senses at the recollection. My mouth watered even as my cunt wept and wanted.

I loosened the ties of my breeches, wriggling a little as I slipped my hand beneath the thin leather. My song became more of a moan as I brushed my fingers down, down, across my tight belly and yet deeper still. I found the velvety smooth skin of my pussy lips and gasped as wanton fingers thrummed a swollen nub. I had no restraint; I needed none. My mind was fixed firmly on the sight, sound, and scent of Ursun as he rocked his whore while I stole his treasure at the Gilded Lily. 

Tight circles, round and round, harder and harder, my hips arching and my legs trembling, I rode the waves of pleasure higher and higher. With a rush and a loud moan of pleasure, sweet release was mine. My head thumped back and Nimeria whinnied. "Forgive me," I whispered, unsure if I spoke to Nimeria, to Ursun or to myself. It did not matter. I was lost anyway. 

My body quivered uncontrollably and my pussy still ached with vengeful compulsion. By the goddess, I needed more! My breath hitched as I remembered the way my quim melted when his attention turned from the whore to me. My body recalled the delicious way his thick organ split my cuny wide open. I wanted, nay needed, to be filled so completely. My empty vagina demanded it. I slipped my breeches further down and kicked them off, unmindful of the nipping cold. The fire within burned hotly; it was more than enough. I spread my legs as wide as I could and slipped a finger into my pussy. The ache did not assuage. 

Groaning in frustration, I plunged two, then three fingers into my tight, wet hole. Oh, oh, oh... not enough pressure to satisfy my need for thick dwarf cock. I leaned forward, intent on my task as I drove all five digits into my hungry maw. I watched my pussy lips consume my balled fist as I rubbed my clit hard with my other fingers. It hurt, yes, oh yes. Ah, but so had Ursun and my pain-filled pleasure spiraled up and up. Tears filled my eyes. 

My hole was stretched to bursting and yet it felt so good. I pulled my hand out to my knuckles then drove it in again. Another bout of tears rained down my cheeks and dripped fresh brine on my quivering breasts. I caught my breath in a ragged gasp and thrust again and again. My hips strained up to meet each tight and frenzied assault. Stabs of ecstasy shot through my cuny. My breathing labored, my sight grew hazy. I wanted to cum, gods, needed to cum so badly. 

A vision of Ursun straining above me, his thick pole slick with my juices, his startling blue eyes staring into mine, and my body longing for him and only him.... 

I threw back my head and screamed as orgasm ripped right through me. I think I shouted Ursun's name, I don't know. It didn't matter, for he appeared like an enchantment, an apparition in the dark beyond my spell-charmed ward. Flame-light licked along his broad chest and shoulders and ignited golden sparkles in his long flowing hair and beard. His eyes bored hotly into mine and I saw his hands clench tightly at his sides. A cruel lift of the lips twisted his mouth and my gut heaved as I remembered the way those lips had caressed me in the inn. I thought he was a figment of my heated imagination, a mere specter of my lust and my desire- until I heard him growl.

"Hungry for me, are you, elf-bitch?" 

My belly wrenched again in agony. The Lord of Clan Baradur had found me.

Lover's Moment



Just as she sat down for her comfortable evening of soft jazz and cool wine, she heard the soft yet insistent rapping on her door. Like the proverbial Raven, it was infuriating that her evening be interrupted, yet this was not completely unexpected. He always came like this, knocking at the time she most expected it, yet least hoped for it. Yet her heart leapt at the sound, for who the could resist the sound of passion when it comes to your door?

She placed her wine on the table, kept the music playing, adjusted her nightshirt, and as always, answered the door as soon as she was ready. She enjoyed the semblance of control, even though it was his time of choosing. He entered, expected and familiar, smiling all the while.

She took in his full height, his build, his scent as he moved past her, close but never touching. The time was not yet right for contact between them. All in due time, she thought to herself. When I'm ready for it.

There were no pleasantries; no words wasted between them. They were lovers, and had lover's business to attend to. She took his coat, then his hand and led him to her bedroom.

With the click of the door, she turned to face him and already found his shirt lying on the floor at the foot of the bed. His bare chest expanding and contracting, she found her own chest rising and falling with anticipation. That he had such effortless control over her disturbed her at first, but she had become used to it dealing with it.

Her strategy hinged on the fact that he could only resist her for so long. It was what kept bringing him back and what kept her offering herself to him. He would break his calm complexion and then he would be hers, as he had been so many times before.

As they stood facing each other silently, she slipped her nightgown off one shoulder, then the other, her gaze never leaving his. As it dropped to the floor next to his shirt, his eyes followed it down, drinking in every moment of her naked form he could get. She relished the time she allowed him, and he never, ever complained.

In the slow moment she needed to approach him, his belt and pants were undone, dropping as quickly as physics would allow, and by the time she touched his hand to lead him to the bed, they were both already enjoying what the other had to offer.

She relished his touch, and he hers. The age-old contest was to see who would retain their sanity by the end of their time together. He looked at her, her eyes melting into his, and she felt herself already losing herself to him. It wasn't so bad, she mused as her last coherent thought for their night together. --- As you lie back, your eyes closing to the moment, my fingers run lightly over your nipples . Feeling them... caressing them... loving them. I hear you moan softly each time I touch them as you try to retain some function, but you're already lost. Your control is gone as you give in to your pleasures. Slowly, I work my way down to that belly I love to kiss so much. Rubbing against you with my length, you feel it stiffen against you, your hands already rising above your head in anticipation of what's to come.

Turning around, so I can taste your dampness as you take me in your mouth, we enjoy the moment of mutual oralness. Licking you, flicking you, wetting you more with me, your legs clamp around my head as you tingle with my tongue inside you. I can feel your lips wrapped around me as you take my full length into you, salivating, hungering, devouring. We both want more, but control must be maintained.

As you fill my mouth with your juices, I take a turn, shifting and raising you up to your full, supple, gorgeous height. Approaching me with purpose, You wrap those sensuous legs around me and sink onto my stiffness, filling you the way only your man is meant to.

Inch by anticipated inch, you fill up with me, arching your back as I caress your full breasts, taking those luscious orbs in my mouth one by one, meeting them with my tongue's sensitivities as I fill you to the top. You pause your lower movement, savoring the moment of insertion since it can only be truly enjoyed once each time we meet.

That's when you begin to move; slowly at first, building the pace we'll hold for our time together. Gazing into your eyes between the darting of our tongues, you know this isn't just lust, but passion. And such a thing should be savored, like a last meal.

You grasp onto me, and I allow you to control my every move over your body: my tongue, my hips, my cock, all at your command; as it should be at times like this. Control is a game if give and take: you may not take unless you first give.

Your curvascious legs wrap tighter around me, your heels digging into the cheeks of my ass, hoping every thrust and push will bring me deeper into your cleft and closer to your soul, yours to own. But you're wrong. Your control is an illusion, just smoke and mirrors used to hide my greater purpose: your absolute enjoyment of the moment.

Our bodies and tongues now entwined, you devour me, hoping that one more kiss will be enough, that the next one will sate you. But you know it will never, because your weakness is now clear: you're an addict; and I'm the monkey on your back, in your mind, and in your mouth.

Not slipping, not skipping a beat, we roll. You hope that me on top will bring me closer to finishing, the contact will be unbearable. You don't realize it, but deep in the throes of your own passion, but I've already released once inside you, lubricating our continued love that much more. But you know my hardness hasn't subsided, driving you closer to me and me inside you, towards your ownership of the moment.

Our hips grind together, making the wet noises of two flesh making one in ecstasy. Two people have never been closer, nor will ever be again. As we move together, our eyes locked, our breath in sync, we know that this isn't just chance; not just a random love affair. We were destined to find each other, to satisfy even our most carnal desires. You've admitted as much to yourself, and to me, a long time ago, but the truth is that you could not let go, not now, even if you wanted to.

Relishing your exposed neck, so long and so slender, I bite down gently. I leave no mark, but your fantasies nearly come true as the pounding of our hips matches the pounding of our hearts. The blood races in your ears and in my vein, as we edge closer to that one moment you crave so much. You let out a sigh that betrays your inner desires; that you want me to own you, body and soul. You, who prides herself in her control, cannot hide so much from one who knows every curve, every bend, every crevice of your being more than you know them yourself.

The tension racing inside you; the electricity courses through each and every synapse as you approach your climax. You want to savor it; don't want it to pass, but all control is lost. The floodgates are open and you have no choice but to ride the waves. You scream; half frustration, half release; half wild abandon at what you've gotten into yet again. You simultaneously love and hate every moment of your ecstasy, the conflict intensifying each and every wave of pleasure that wracks your body.

With that scream, the first of many, you've started to realize that you can no longer control your impulses any more than you can control the tongue caressing yours, the hands on your back, or the juices flowing between us. Nature takes it's course, as it was meant to, and even with millions of years of evolution behind us, we have no way of stopping the primacy of the act, as if nature would ever endow us with that kind of power.

We roll again, and you attempt to assert control over an experience you can no longer own. Your lids flutter open, you look me deep in the eyes, and before you can say anything, you feel the pulsing if the hardness inside you, filling you, and it's all you can think of. It consumes your senses and you feel helpless; a slave to it.

In one last dash to reestablish control, you flex the one weapon you have left, the only thing you have left -- your sex. It's the one weapon I have no defense for; because all defenses were dropped a long time ago, when we chose the path of our union. Just as the rocks cannot defend against the rising ride, I cannot defend myself against the one thing I must have. Your demeanor takes a serious tone, and for a brief moment, I am truly afraid of what is to come.

The flexing of your walls drops me into a writhing pleasure frenzy and you watch, empowered again, reenabling your control, as I moan helpless on the bed, a victim of your endgame. You knew this was coming, as did I, and there was nothing I could have done to stop it even had I wanted to.

But the battle isn't over. I lash out blindly, bucking up into you, using your rhythm to meet you, match you, sync with you. You relinquish some of your newfound control for the greater good, and we make a treaty of sorts, one written not on parchment or with ink, but on flesh with sweat and tears. We each lose ourselves to save the other.

Together, we roll sideways, entwining in each others limbs, each matching the ferocity and passion of the other equally. In a war, the strongest survive. If the two are balanced either both must die or they survive together. --- Neither side can win, and both have since stopped trying. Settling for a balance, the lovers embrace, filling each other with whatever they have to muster.

She envelops him, pouring all her energy into coating him with kisses, sweat, and musk. He counters by tasting her every pore, caressing every curve, and filling her with himself.

Finally, they collapse together. He still throbs inside her. She still encases him, pulsing, holding the moment as long as their bodies will allow.

They look into each others eyes, deep and satisfied. Each safe within the other's embrace, yet sorrowful that such a moment is but a fleeting thing; a blink of an eye, a snap of the fingers.

No words are needed; none exchanged. He kisses her; not a wifely kiss or a post-coital kiss, but a lover's kiss, full of passion and as much meaning as the past hours together.

He leaves as he must, as is expected, and she returns to her bed alone, comforted by the fact that such a thing may not be meant to last. But, reflecting on their time together, she'll do what she can to make it last for as long as it can.

After all, he's her man, and she's his woman. Such things are created neither easily nor by chance, but through love, whatever form it may take. Such things must be fought for, and losing is never an option.

Fin. 



Lover's Moon



The life of a ranger is not without peril. There are hazards in the wilderness so vicious and so vile that even a dwarf lord would tremble at the thought. And danger does not always lurk in the forests and inlets of the wild. Sometimes the threat comes from within, from those who should have your back, from those you trust. For a ranger, risk is an inherent component of any endeavor, but those involving family are perhaps the most perilous of all. 

It was because of family that I found myself, on the evening of the Lover's Moon*, looking for a dwarf. Not just any dwarf, mind you, but a dwarf of the Baradur clan and a perilous undertaking, for sure. Clan Baradur was not known for their hospitality toward any outside their kin. They fought with the other clans over territory, jewels and gold. Humans and elves were killed for sport. As a mixture of both, I had double jeopardy. My only reprieve was my gender. As a female, I would be spared certain death, though rape and rapine were definite possibilities.

I had no choice. Ursun Bgrin was my quarry. The fifth son of Malin Bgrin, chieftain of the Baradur clan, Ursun held a special place in his father's house, as the number five held ritual significance. He also held a special map outlining the Hidden Caves of Tarnic. I needed that map, needed it badly, in order to earn a place with my mother's kin. I intended to gain it by any means available. 

It was no secret where Ursun was. He liked whores. Whores were found in abundance in brothels, especially near the docks. There were no docks or piers in the mountains and foothills of his homeland, the Immdal Range, but there were docks aplenty in the neighboring province of Cassay. In Cassay, there were "hole-houses" for every taste and means imaginable. I had tracked Ursun to the Gilded Lily, a small but lively establishment catering to the short in stature.

My hopes for gaining the map rested solely on my knowledge of dwarven males and their appetites. Whether food, drink or sex, a male dwarf in his prime does not stop imbibing until his gluttonous desire is whetted. I had prayed for the blessing of Qura that Ursun would remain in the throes of sexual bliss while I pilfered my treasure. He would be twelve orgasms in the wind before he realized his map was missing. 

Scaling an outer wall is nothing if you have skill. If you have skill and the abilities of your mother's elven folk, it is less than nothing. I slipped through a window on the third floor without the whisper of a sound. The energetic couple on the bed looked up with fear in their eyes. The male was not Ursun, thank Qura! A quick pass of my hand and the gentle murmur of a sleep spell soon had them dropping into slumber. I slid into the hallway, pausing at each doorway, listening for the tell-tale boom of Ursun's deep bass voice. 

As blessing would have it, I heard him two doors down from my entry, and by the sound of it, he was just getting started. The thump-thump-thump of the bed posts hitting the wall coincided with the swish-creak-swish of the mattress and the breathless whoosh of the lass he was in. All the while, he was telling her what a fine piece of ass she had. 

I stood with one hand on the door knob, gathering all of my forces around me. I could feel the prick of magic swirling, mixing and melding, and see the faint aura of power forming along my skin. A quick glance down the hallway assured me that I was alone. Slipping out of my clothing, I left it in a pile as I chanted the words of concealment. I wasn't worried about nakedness. The magic would cloak me as invisible. I opened the door ever so slightly and slithered in.

The room was dark; lit only by a scrappy fire in the grate. Dancing shadows played daringly along the bronzed skin of the couple on the bed. The female was a hefty wench, a dwarf maid with tangled reddish curls and hairy armpits. She had large, globular breasts that bounced with each thrust of her lover. Thick hands and feet clutched at him, slipping then grasping with each movement. A slack-faced jowl and eyes squinted tightly shut, she was no beauty to my eyes. Her body was covered by fine fuzz. It caught the firelight and limned her chunky form with an orangey halo. I thought of my own smooth and hairless skin, and was thankful for my elven blood. My gaze slid to her lover.

Though a dwarf, and a male at that, Ursun was a handsome creature. Just barely out of his youth, he had not gone to fat, as so many of his kind did. He was tall for dwarf, yet shorter than me, well-muscled and brawny. All of that muscle and brawn was currently pumping with vigorous efficiency into the whore beneath him. His hair was waist-length, in the dwarfish fashion, well braided and marking him as a warrior. Dark gold and abundant, it shimmered and shifted like a golden cloak around the heaving couple. Sigil cuffs of diamonite bound his upper arms and cords of mithral wrapped each wrist. A fifth son, indeed. 

Both were totally absorbed in their kruk-fest. Lover's Moon was full upon us, weaving its enchantment of lust and love. I watched, caught in a spell of voyeurism and need. It had been far too long since I'd taken a lover. Survival had been my grandest game and love play left for those with less to lose. Yet watching the straining pair, I had flashes of yearning and stirrings of hunger. 

I tore myself away from my voyeuristic feast and proceeded to ignore them. I was not there to watch, but to take. I moved silently to the other side of the room and began to go through the discarded clothing on the floor as the couple moaned and thrashed above me. Their shadows warred across the walls, appearing as magical beasts of tales oft told; a fight to the "little death", with only one victor remaining. 

I would be lying if I said it didn't affect me. On the contrary, the sounds of their enthusiasm and the scent of their coupling sent my body into heat. My nipples tightened to points and hurt with an ache that set my teeth on edge. My belly clenched and flared, sending frissons of hot flame between my legs and causing my cuny to run sweet liquid. The scent of spices sparkled through the air. It could be my bane. As I knelt on the floor, I prayed again to Qura that I would find the map quickly, for a dwarf has a sense of smell as acute as any elf's. The longer I was in the room and oozing fluid like a Rohirrim brood mare, the greater my chances of getting caught. I studiously avoided looking up and concentrated on the task at hand. 

After what seemed like hours, but was in fact mere seconds, my fingers caught the edge of the map in the inner pocket of Ursun's vestil. I drew it forth carefully, making sure I didn't let a crinkle of sound escape. All was well. The blessing of Qura was still upon me. The map slid out with the barest of whispers as the timbre of the lovers changed. It seemed orgasm for one or both was imminent. I sent up twin prayers of thankfulness and need. Now was the tricky part, for while I was invisible, the map certainly wasn't. It would surely alarm Ursun to see his treasure floating through the room. If he was in the throes of climax, perhaps I could escape without notice. That was the plan, anyway.

I rolled the map into the smallest cylinder possible, working quickly while listening for any change in tempo from above. The wench was screaming loudly, so I had no fear of Ursun hearing me. Her caterwauling in his ear would likely leave him deaf. I began to rise slowly, casting a final gaze toward the thrusting couple. To my astonishment, the whore was alone in the bed, staring at the floating cylinder in my hand and screaming like a banshee. 

"You low-life elven bitch..." Words were growled in my ear even as a rough hand clamped on my wrist and yanked me violently upward. I cried out, watching the magic shimmer away, leaving me exposed in my crime. Ursun also began to appear. It seemed I was not the only one with an enchantment for invisibility. He must have startled the wench when he shifted. Her screaming, which I took for release, was in fright over her lover's sudden disappearance and the sight of a small scroll hovering in the air. Who could blame her? She was cowering under the covers, watching with wide eyes and an even wider mouth as her now visible patron held a naked mixed-breed female in his dragon's claw grip. 

"You're hurting me!" I hissed, trying to pull my wrist from his grasp. The action only caused him to grab me tighter. My nipples flared in response. His eyes skimmed my body from bottom to top, lingering on the smooth lips of my cuny and the rounded swell of my breasts. His full mouth tightened. 

"That is the least of your worries, kruk-tease." He plucked the scroll from my fingers. "And what have we here? A map? MY MAP!" Ursun's eyes blazed with fury and for the first time, I was frightened. 

I couldn't show it, though. "Let go of me, you orc-fucker!" I turned to the whore. "Run for help. Tell your mistress that Lisse, the daughter of the Lady Amaril is in trouble. Tell her that a rogue dwarf ..." A rough hand clamped over my mouth before I could finish. Ursun gave his own instructions to the dwarf maid. 

"Leave us," he ordered roughly. The wench nodded, obeying with alacrity as she scurried across the mattress. She paused only to gather her clothing as she hurried out the door. 

"I would hate to own your fate when she sends the guards to arrest you. I will see that they turn you over to my people. Do you know what happens to dwarves who molest a female? You will be taken before the elders and tied to the Tree of Calling. All manner of magics will pierce your stunted soul before you die. You will beg for mercy before the gates of your gods." 

"And do you know what my people do to thieves? Elven thieves, at that?" Ursun's questions sent chills down my spine, for I did know and I feared. "But not before I deal with you first."

"What do you mean?" I could barely speak; my throat was as tight and achy as my cuny. Dread and yearning warred between my thighs for dominance. I had not entirely forgotten the scent and sound of his sex play.

"It is the night of the Lover's Moon, elf-bitch, and you interrupted my sport. I think you owe me a long night's kruking." His eyes raked my body in another hot stare. "I've never had a she-elf before. I think it's time." 

I shivered under all that heat. His large cock was thick and straining and having a definite effect on me. "I would rather die!"

"The thought is tempting, but I think I would rather take you warm and wiggling." He jerked me forward, toward the rumpled deliciousness of the bed. With little effort, he rolled me onto my back, nudging a stern knee between my thighs as I scrambled to hold myself back. It was a futile effort. I had always heard of the strength of the dwarves, but now I was experiencing it first-hand. He had the advantage, in spite of my height and agility. 

"My people will kill you for this," I hissed between clenched teeth, still fighting and squirming to get away. 

"Enough!" Ursun grabbed my other wrist as I tried to claw him. He held both hands easily over my head. "I tire of your silly threats. We both know you are the one who will die. But not before I taste what you so generously offered."

"Offered! How...do...you... get... that?" I heaved and twisted in a motion that almost freed me from under his body, but not from his grasp. He yanked my arms so brutally, tears pooled in my eyes, even as he plowed his other knee between my legs and spread them.  

"Easy, elf-bitch. When a female of any race comes naked into a male's room, especially on Lover's Moon, it is an invitation most enticingly given. I accept. It remains to be seen if I thank you. Much depends on the quality of your work." He lowered his head into my neck and began to bite the tender flesh, none too gently. 

It should have hurt, but instead shocks of heat raced through my limbs, my head and my belly. The warmth surged into my cuny and I cried out in frustration. I did not want to feel this deep hunger, especially not for the fifth son of a dwarf lord. 

His chest was lightly furred with dark golden hair and it rubbed delightfully against the smooth silk of my hairless skin. My breasts were hard as rocks, the soft mounds toughened by desire. Each movement of his body tempted and teased my nipples, rocking me harder and tighter toward orgasm. I stopped twisting, as it was only adding to the sensation tautly building within. Then, without warning, he nipped each pointed tip, causing my body to buck up and release in a rush of orgasmic delight. I heard myself squeal from a distance. 

When I regained my breath and could focus again, I could see him grinning slyly. "Ah, elf-bitches have feeling in their paps. Enough to make them come, I see." 

"You couldn't make an orc come to dine on a hobbit," I spewed the mockery at him, knowing I was lying through my teeth. 

"My, my. The elf-bitch truly is a bitch." He shook his head sadly. The firelight caught the glints in his deep gold hair and shimmered along his warrior braids. Up close, he was even more handsome, though not beautiful as my mother's kin. His eyes were an unusual shade of blue, like the color of the sky on a clear, spring morn. Amazing. But his mouth... sweet Qura! His mouth was a sexy pout in the midst of all that hair.

I had never been this close to a dwarf before and so had never noticed the tiny braiding in their mustaches and beards. I concentrated on the intricate plaits in order to keep from losing myself completely to the lust welling up within. He lowered that sexy mouth. His tongue surged between my lips, but my teeth and my eyes tightly shut.

He growled like a warg and shook his shaggy head. "Look at me, whore. In the eyes. Call me your lord and master." I stubbornly kept my eyes closed and silently dared him to do something about it. He growled again. I gave my wrists another wrench in answer. This time he laughed aloud as he slid up my body. "You don't give up, do you, elf-bitch?" 

"This elf-bitch has a name." I did manage to whisper something before he captured my mouth in a devastating kiss. I had never been kissed like that before, a total ravaging of my lips, teeth, tongue and cavity. He plundered and played, stroking my mouth in a rhythm that mimicked his plunging motions on the whore. It brought to my mind the sounds she made as he rocked her and suddenly, I wanted him to rock me, too. But, I couldn't stand it. I hated myself for my unrelenting craving to be filled. Yet, it got worse...much worse. 

"I know your name... Lisse," he murmured in his deep growl. I had never heard any male say my name in a way that made me quiver inside. I moaned and lifted my mouth for another kiss before coming to my senses. 

"And I know yours...Asshole." 

Another soft chuckle warmed my neck. "That's where I am going to kruk you, Lisse, if you won't be still. And you'll have to ride all the way to the Immdal Range with a bleeding ass. Painful way to travel, lass."

I started to make a sharp retort, but was suddenly stopped. 

He pierced me in two places. His tongue entered my mouth as his large cock entered my cuny. A hard thrust and his cock-head spread my pussy lips wide. "Balin's balls!" He groaned against my mouth, "I don't want to hurt you." 

I wanted to remind him he'd intended on hurting me just a few minutes before, but he felt so good I couldn't speak. He took that as encouragement. He pushed a little harder and stretched me a little more. "By the gods, I should stop." His words were strained and I could feel his hard body begin to tremble with the effort of control. 

"No, no, no, it feels so good, so very good." I was panting by this time. I wanted him... all... the... way... in...me. The whore, the map, the need to get to the Hidden Caves... all faded into insignificance beside the necessity to feel what this rock hard dwarf male could give. 

I arched up to meet him, angling my body to promote easy access. My long lean legs locked around his waist and I pushed, really pushed, and rejoiced at the pulsing pain. My cuny was about to split wide open, but I didn't care. Length, not girth, was what I was used to. This male had both. It hurt so good. 

"Gods, wench! Are all she-elves this tight?" He grunted with the struggle to insert his big cock into my little cavity. Another powerful thrust and he was halfway there. 

"I don't know," I answered, just barely able to breathe. "I haven't fucked one."

"I haven't either," he muttered while spearing me further. I sucked wind as searing pain sent me spiraling toward another orgasm. This was new territory, pain as pleasure. "Not sure I will get my dick out of this one to do it again." 

"Ah.... Ah...." I had lost the ability to articulate with anything resembling coherent speech. He wasn't much better. Another deep spike of his lance and he was well seated in my snug hole. And he wasn't saying anything either, just breathing heavily as my body adjusted to his girth. His eyes captured mine with their wide gaze. I couldn't look away as each and every emotion filtered through them: lust, longing and something else, something I couldn't quite define. 

Slowly, oh so slowly, he released his iron-clad grip on my wrists. I breathed deeply, appreciatively. His tension eased, too. He began to move, gently at first, then with more force. I needed it so badly, the taut, stretched feeling of my cuny, the powerful jab of his thick, hot organ, the tingling of my sensitive nipples against his broad, hairy chest. Who would have known a dwarf could be so sexy and fulfilling? 

I reached up to stroke his brow... and uttered the spell of slumber as I touched him on the temple. He slumped heavily down on my slender frame and I gave a hearty, "Oomph!" in response. His male appendage was still swollen and hard as fine iron. I was sorely tempted to ride him and gain the release I so desperately needed. "Business before pleasure," I murmured darkly, pushing against his weighty body. 

The map had fallen to the floor on the hearth by the dying embers of the fire. I reached for it, remade the scroll and tucked it under my arm. A quick scouting of the room gave evidence to a singular outfit of clothing for Ursun and nothing more. I laughed softly. He would have more than elf pussy to remember of this Lover's Moon. I rolled his clothing into a ball and glanced toward the bed as a loud snort issued forth from Ursun. He slept as soundly as a baby... dragon. My smile was bittersweet. He would have been an awesome lay. 

I stood for a moment by the bed, gazing down at Malin Bgrin's fifth son. I had much to thank him for: the map and hopefully getting back into the good graces of my mother's people were not the least of it. I also had clothing to pass along to an urchin. 

Ursun had changed forever the way I would think of dwarven males in their prime... and their lovemaking skills. He was not the only one who would remember this Lover's Moon for quite some time. 

My clothing lay just where I left it. I quickly slipped it on, taking care to place the map in a secret place. The sound of sleeping dwarf lightly rattled the door to his room and I smiled to myself, knowing Ursun Bgrin would be out until dawn's first rays split the eastern sky. I could tarry no longer. It was a long night's ride to the place of my birth and the night was swiftly fleeing. A Lover's Moon waits for no one. 

*

*Lover's Moon is synonymous with Valentine's Day 



Lovers: Mother, Daughter, Aunt



Here I was in sunny Florida, almost on my own. I was visiting my Aunt Peg for two weeks. I was away from home, and having fun. True, home wasn't too far away, only three hours, but I was here alone. Aunt Peg's house was a block from the beach and I love to swim. I had already developed a good tan, and now I worked on making it a really deep one. I swam, snorkeled , watched the fish and underwater creatures. I'd had a couple of beers at a beach side stand, and really felt good.

I went back to the house to shower and change. Dot, one of Peg's friends was there. Aunt Peg and Dot had been drinking and were both feeling no pain either. Dot is a beautiful women, tall, well muscled, with small jutting breasts. Her nipples really stood out, very evident in her tiny top. She had on one of the thong bikinis that would get her arrested in some states if she wore it on the beach. She greeted me with a smile, and a soft kiss on the cheek. Her subtle perfume enveloped me and I was impressed by her. She exuded sexuality and power. She towered over me. I couldn't help but notice the material seemed to cling to her pussy, outlining it till I was almost sure I could make out her inner pussy lips. She hugged me, pressing me against her firm small breasts. They came almost in my face. I could feel her pussy mound against me. 

I'm just over five feet, but well put together as my friends have told me. My breasts are a little large for my frame, but I don't complain. I'm into gymnastics and have a tight figure, a little muscular maybe. My breasts pressed against her lower chest. She pulled back and sat down. 

The bottom of her bikini pulled upward deeper into her crotch. It rode low, just barely covered her pussy. Her tanned muscular thighs on either side were damn sexy. She caught me looking, and scooched her hips a little forward, pulling the material tighter in her pussy, if that was possible. She winked at me. My face probably turned red. 

Excusing myself quickly, I went down the short hall and slipped into the shower. The hot water felt so good on my skin. I put shampoo on my hair, and stood running my fingers through my hair, letting the hot water flow over me. So sensual. I thought of Dot and for some reason my pussy began to tingle. Damn she was a sexy woman. I like women, and she had struck a chord in me. I couldn't get the image of the bikini bottom pulled so tightly in her pussy, between those sexy thighs. My fingers slid down to my pussy and up inside me. I stifled a moan. My soapy finger ran upward to my swelling clit and I stroked it lightly. I put a finger on each side of it and began to rub up and down. It swelled still more as I stroked it. It sent tingles all over my body. I cupped my breast and squeezed it firmly. I rolled my nipple between my fingers. I thought of Dot, and wondered how she'd look tall, wet, and totally naked in the shower with me. That thought drove me over the edge and I climaxed so violently thinking of Dot, I couldn't suppress a loud moan as I came. I hoped the two didn't hear me. 

Dressed in hip hugging shorts, and a tight fitting halter that showed off a lot of cleavage, I went into the living room. I was going to the mall, about a fifteen minute walk from the house. 

"Angie, Hon, did you hurt yourself in the shower? We heard you moan." Dot said, and they both laughed. I turned red, realizing they knew full well, what had happened in the shower. 

I ignored the remark and told them I'd be back later, that I was going to walk over to the mall, eat dinner there, and perhaps take in a movie. I left feeling embarrassed. How could I be so dumb? By the time I got to the mall, I was feeling good and looked in a number of shops. I found a low cut top, and a bra that would go well with it. I thought they might show off my tits nicely, and took them to the cashier. When I reached for my money, I realized in my embarrassment, I hadn't brought it. Shit, I'd have to go back to the house. The day was nice, the warm breeze off the water refreshing. Oh well - shit happens. 

I walked down the hall and headed to my room. I heard a loud cry of passion in the den. I quietly slipped to the door and looked in. Aunt Peg and Dot were making love. Peg was on her hands and knees and Dot was behind her, both quartering away from me. Dot's hips were thrusting back and forth. The muscles rippled under her tanned skin. She had black leather straps around her waist and thighs. She had a large, long, flesh colored dildo, thrusting into Peg's pussy. I had heard of them, but only seen pictures in advertisements, or in porno videos. This was much more exciting than a porno video. This was in real life, right in front of me! I could even smell the odor of enflamed feminine sex. God it made my pulse race. 

"Fuck me you big beautiful Bitch. Fuck the shit out of me! Pretend it's Angie you are fucking. You'd love to fuck her cute little bod, wouldn't you. Oh shit! Like that! Fuck Angie's pussy hard! Oh, yes. Harder, pound that cock into me. Yes, Lover. Yes, fuck me. Ohhhhhh, Yesssss!" My lovely Aunt cried out as Dot's hips slammed against her. So Dot wanted to get into my box, did she, and maybe Aunt Peg? Peg's large breasts jiggled and swayed with each hip thrust, her nipples thrust out hard and erect. Her large areolas were swollen and bulging, her nipples erect and pointed. The dildo was long and thick, and gleaming with Peg's pussy juices. 

I slid my hand down and tried to get it into my pussy, but my shorts were too tight. I unfastened them and slid them and my panties down below my hips. I slid my fingers to my pussy and began to finger myself in full view of the two. All they had to do was turn around. God, I didn't care! I was so hot! Dot's fantastic long, superb body moved with animal grace as she drove the dildo into Peg. I could see Peg's inner pussy lips being pulled outward when the dildo slid out, then pushed back in as Dot plunged the fake cock back into her. Dot's smaller breasts bobbed as her body jarred against Peg's. Her cute butt tightened and jiggled as she thrust hard against Peg's ass. 

"Harder, you beautiful Bitch. Fuck me, Fuck meeee, Bitch! Ohhhh, Godddd, I'm cummmming!" Aunt Peg screamed. My fingers flew over my clit and I came along with her too. My body seemed to turn inside out, the climax was so intense. I cried out as I came, not caring who heard me. When I opened my eyes long moments later, Peg and Dot were looking at me.

"Well, Sugar, come on over and join the fun. We didn't expect you back for a couple of hours - obviously. Peg and I were just having a little female fun. Or rather Peg was, I was doing all the work This thing doesn't do that much for me. What I need is a long expert tongue up inside my pussy. Peg is an expert on that, but now that you are here, we'll let you play too. Won't we Peg?" Dot said pulling the dildo out of Peg's pussy. Damn, it was huge. 

"Absolutely not! Young lady, you go to your room, right now." Aunt Peg managed to say, her voice cracking from exertion. She looked rather silly, on all fours, newly fucked, her pussy still contracting after the dildo slid out of her. I could see some of her pussy juices running down her soft thigh. 

"Well, Aunt Peg. I believe I'll stay." I said standing up for myself. "Dot is quite a sexy woman. I've had my experiences with girls, and she looks like she could teach me a thing or two. I wonder what Mom and Dad would say if I told them about my seeing the sexy Dot fucking you with that huge dildo. I thought it was very sexy! Much better than any triple X rated video. I could hear the slap of her thighs against your ass, and see your pussy lips being pulled in and out, and the excited pussy smells coming from you two. Can I have a drink, Dot?"

"Young lady, you go to you room right now! Now!" Aunt Peg yelled at me. I reached over and picked up the phone and punched a button. It was programmed for our home number. Before Peg could get up from the floor Dad answered the phone. It's by his computer and he usually answers it on the first ring. "Hi Dad." "Fine." "Yep. I'm having a real good time. Aunt Peg just introduced me to Dot, a very good friend of hers. Oh, you've met her! Sexy lady isn't she? I just interrupted them." Aunt Peg was making frantic motions. I looked over at her and she pantomimed that she surrendered. "Oh they were playing Yatzee and I accidentally knocked the board off the table, no big thing. I'll join the game and we all three can play it. OK! I just wanted to say 'Hi' tell Mom 'Hi' from me. OK. So long!" I turned to Dot and said, "Oh, Dad said to tell you 'Hello' from him. He remembers you. I wonder why? I'll bet he thinks you are sexy too. "

"Well I'll have none of this. I'm out of here. Dot, don't you dare screw around with my niece, you hear me!" Aunt Peg said as she got up and walked angrily down the hall to her room, and slammed the door so hard some of the pictures bounced on the wall. 

"Miss Dot, it looks like the two of us will just have to play Yatzee together. Do you mind?" I said as I reached over and got Aunt Peg's drink. I took a good swallow of it and it rippled all the way to my stomach, then seemed to spread out warmly from there. . Dot had taken off the dildo and laid it aside. She held her arms out to me and I slipped inside them. She was naked. Her hot body molded itself to me. Damn that felt good. Reaching back, she untied my halter top, and pulled it aside. I wiggled my breasts against her soft skin. I bent my head only slightly and took her hard nipple into my lips and sucked on it. 

"Damn, you are one sexy little bundle of femininity. I've wanted to get my hands on you ever since you blossomed out several years ago. Now you are grown up, and a damn sexy lady. I'd love to teach you all about making love to a woman. Too bad Peg is a stick-in-the-mud about it. She's a really sexy lady, and knows all about making love to a woman. Maybe she'll come around. Enough talk though, I want to slip my long tongue up into that delightful pussy of yours. I just might let you slide yours into my box too."

Our bodies pressed together and thrills ran through my body as she stroked and kissed me. Dot is a big strong, well muscled woman, and what she did next was totally mind-blowing and completely unexpected. She grabbed me by my hips and picked me up off the floor like a doll. She spun me and I wound up upside down. She obviously knew I was a gymnast. Her hands slipped to hold me and lifted my spread pussy to her lips. She bent her head and buried it in my crotch. I cried out as her tongue speared deep inside me, and her lips covered my pussy. I put my hands on her thighs, helping hold some of my weight up. I can't describe the feeling, because I'd never felt anything like it before in my life. Here I was upside down, my blood pounding in my head, and this Amazon of a women had her face buried in my pussy, sucking my juices out, and tongue fucking me at the same time. She shifted her arms and her biceps went under my thighs. Before I could wonder at the change of position of her arms I found the reason. Her hands moved and she slipped a finger into my pussy, then quickly out again, wet with my juices. Before I could think twice, that slick finger probed my ass and slid into me. She slid her finger into my ass what must have been to the limit. I screamed my pleasure. Her tongue and finger worked in unison as she slid them in and out. Her face moved from side to side against my spread wet slit. Her head pushed down against my pussy at the same time, burrowing against me. Her chin , I guess it was her chin , was pressed against my clit and she moved it against me. Her tongue is long and agile, and she really knows how to use it. She moved it in and out, and from side to side exploring my pussy walls. Her lips sucked on my pussy and my juices slipped into her waiting mouth. She drove that finger in my ass in and out, wiggling it inside me. My senses were overloaded, and I came violently, screaming out, head down against her rippling stomach. I could smell the heated odor of her excited pussy, but it was out of my reach. My climax seemed to go on and on. I think the unique position I was in, added to the pleasure. When my climax finally ended, she as quickly turned me up on my feet. 

She held me fortunately, I say fortunately, for the blood rushed from my head, and I almost fainted. She laid me back on the sofa, and kissed me softly on my open lips as I tried to catch my breath and regain my wits. She pulled me against her and her strong hands stroked my body softly. My head was between her small firm breasts. It felt so good. 

"Damn, Dot, that was fantastic. I never had anyone do that to me before. I think that gives a new meaning to tongue fucking. Being upside down blew my mind. Thanks, you really are a good lover. Let me catch my breath for a little, then I'll return the favor." We moved over to the couch and sat down. She handed me a drink and took hers. We sat close. I stroked her firm soft skinned thigh. "I take it you and Aunt Peg have been lovers for a while?"

"Almost since she moved here ten years ago. Our chemistry clicked, and we both knew what we wanted. We'd rather just be good friends and lovers, than to live together. I've met your Mom and those two are something else. Identical twins in more ways than you'd think." She laughed, winking at me. 

I sat there for several minutes thinking about what she had said. Did she mean what I thought she meant? I couldn't believe it. Mom was married, happily, I always thought. She did come down to see Peg two or three times a year, sometimes for a week, sometimes two. I'd always considered that natural till now. "Do you mean that they make love together?" I asked Dot. 

She just looked at me for a while. "I thought you knew. I thought - 'like Mother, like daughter'. You like women, and so does she. Shit, I thought you'd know that. I'm sorry, Angie. I wouldn't do that to hurt you. You are one really neat kid"

"No, that's all right. It was just totally unexpected. You know your parents have sex, but not with the same sex. I can see it, they are identical twins. Dad says they both think exactly alike. Hey, who am I to judge! I like women, a hell of a lot more then I do men. I've gotten some pretty shitty deals from men. Two different turds tried to date rape me. They found out they'd picked the wrong small girl. I know karate and am really strong for my size. I put both shits in the hospital, one with a broken arm, and the other with caved in nuts. Word got around, don't try anything out of line with that little gymnast gal. Later I just quit going out with guys. I didn't give a shit what people thought. Do you think my Dad knows? I asked her. 

"I don't think so, from what they've said. When he and your Mother were dating, they pulled a switch on him a couple of times and he's made love to both of them, and never knew it. I think Peg still carries a torch for him. Your Mom is quite a lover too. Very good! We have had a threesome any number of times. Several times, a foursome with one of my good friends. Your Mm's quite a lover!!" Dot said leaning over to kiss me. 

Wow, my Mom, my aunt making love with Dot, and she had just made love to me too. That gave my pussy a real tingle. "Lets go to your place. I want you to let me make love to you, and teach me how to do it. Aunt Peg is putting a damper on me here." She agreed, We slipped on just enough clothes to get to her place, only a block away., and left. We didn't say a word to Aunt Peg. 

Dot's condo was right on the water, Very nicely furnished. Dot fixed us a couple of cool drinks. She took me up stairs to the bedroom looking out over the water. The condo must have cost a fortune. The view was splendid. We set our drinks aside, and undressed each other. I loved the feel of her smooth skin against mine. I noticed she had no tan lines. Her breasts are rather small, but very sexy. The mounds are lovely rounded cone shaped, and the areolas are also bulging rounded cones. They have a very exotic look about them. They actually made my mouth water looking at them. Dot laughed when I told her that. 

"Well, Love, you go right ahead and let your lips and tongue go to work on them. I really love to have them made love to. Once or twice, I've actually cum when they were being kissed and sucked." I bent over and began to suck on her breasts. "Very nice, but why don't you slip down between my thighs and let your hard little body press against my pussy while you kiss my nipples. Oh, yes, you're so firm and small. That's the way, wiggle your pussy against mine. Mnnn, press that cute pussy mound down, burrow it into my pussy while I spread my thighs wide. Ohhh, like that. Yesss! Now suck and lick my nipples, make them hard. Yessss, now nip them with your teeth. A little harder, yes, like that. Ohh, like that, you are a good lover." 

Dot instructed me as I sucked her nipples, and opened my mouth as wide as I could to take as much of her breast in as I could. Her skin tasted so good, and I loved her perfume. It was heady and earthy. She told me to make love to her exactly the way I liked to be made love to. I like a little pain and I pulled on her firm nipples with my teeth, stretching them. She moaned and cried out, with pleasure. 

My pussy mound was burrowed into her spread pussy and her wet juices on my bare pussy felt so good. I have shaved my pussy for years. It's better when you are into gymnastics not to have any hair sprouting out during the gyrations we put our bodies through. I learned to love it ,and the feel of my bald pussy. Other lady lovers have liked it too. Dot has a small triangle of close cropped hair at the top of her pussy. It felt so good to feel her hot wet pussy against my own. 

We rocked our hips. Her clit is rather large and jutted out, it slid along my slit, stimulating it with each rocking of our hips. I went from one breast to the other, and Dot was becoming more vocal and excited as I made love to her.

"Oh, yes, bite my nipples, pull them hard. Harder, yes! Fuck my clit with your sweet pussy. You're jacking my clit off with your sweet, sweet pussy. God, yes. Like that. Ohhhh!. Pull my nipple harder, yes, like that, Baby. Ohhhh, now. Oh Shit, I'm coming." She screamed her passion out and I wondered if people on the beach could hear her cries of passion. I bit her nipple and pulled it with my teeth while my hand squeezed her breast, and the other pinched her other nipple hard, and I pulled it outward as hard as I could. I thought I might pull it off, but she cried for more. I hunched my pussy against hers, and my own clit was being stimulated by the rocking, but not enough for me to climax. Her muscular hips bowed upward and I stayed with her fucking, her pussy with mine. She let out one last cry of ecstasy, them slumped back on the bed spent. I moved up and kissed her cheek as she regained her breath. 

"Oh, Angie Baby, that was fantastic!" Dot said kissing me. "You are a really good lover. In a few years, you'll be as good as your Mom or Aunt Peg. Just remember to make love to another woman the way you want to be made love to. There are a lot of tricks that you don't know though. I'll teach you some of them. We gals have been making love to each other for thousands of years. I'll guarantee we know more how to make love to a woman a hell of a lot better than any man. Most men don't know shit about what a women wants and needs in loving. 

The bedside phone rang. "Hi Peg, Love." Dot said into the mouthpiece before she got it to her ear. "Yes, she's here with me. No. No! She certainly can if she wants to. You can come over here if you want, but only if you'll behave. No. No! OK! Then we'll see you much later, much later. I wish you'd come over and join us. Well, shit, Love. Fine! Bye!" She said replacing the phone. "Your Auntie is pissed at you and me both. She wants you to come home 'NOW' as she said. I told her I didn't think you were interested. Are you??"




Lovers: Mother, Daughter, Aunt



I kissed her and slid my tongue into her mouth, and wiggled my body against hers. That was all the answer she got. "Now it's my turn. Sweet Lady. God, I've waited for this a long time. That earlier tongue fucking was just to take the edge off of both of us. Relax and let me make love to you." Dot said. We kissed for a while and her hands moved over my body slowly and sensuously. For such a big strong women, she was incredibly sensitive, and so knowing. 

For the next hour she made love to me like no one else in my live ever had. She excited nerves in, and on my body I didn't know existed. She played my body like a fine instrument, and the nerves from my pussy seemed to be attached to every part of my body. Wherever she stroked, kissed, licked, touched, sent waves of pleasure to my throbbing pussy. I have no idea how many times she brought me to a climax. Finally I had to make her stop, as I was so weak from all the sexual stimulation and climaxes I had received at her hands, lips and mouth. I seemed to be a puddle of jello. 

We took a shower together and playfully lathered each other from head to toe and all the naughty places in between. I explored her body still more, and using the flexible pulsing shower head (at her instruction) brought her to a screaming climax. That was a new wrinkle on me, and I filed that in the back of my mind, to buy one for my shower. We didn't even dress, and cooked a gourmet meal that we devoured like hungry wolves, wonderfully nude. We made drinks and slipping on short robes, went on the balcony and watched the red clouds glow in front of us as the sun set, till the sky darken and the stars winked on. I wanted to go swimming, but Dot didn't have a suit in my size and I didn't want to go back to Peg's to get mine. 

Dot told me the story of her life, and how her husband had died and left her a wealthy woman. She had several bad experiences with men who were only after her money, and had finally decided that she just didn't need them any more. She had a number of women friends she was intimate with, and her life was her own. She traveled when and where she wanted, and offered to take me anywhere in the world I wanted to go. This was heady for me, and I told her I'd have to think about it. She laughed and said I was wise to do that. 

Later we went inside and made slow sensuous love to each other. We found that we had to adapt our lovemaking somewhat to allow for the difference in our body lengths. A 69 required a little bending for her, and a little stretching for me, but we managed and I loved every minute of it. We went to sleep nude, she cuddled to my back, one hand cupping my breast. 

Far into the night, I awoke and found Dot asleep beside me lying on her back, legs spread. I eased off my side of the bed, and moved to the bottom of the bed, then upward between her thighs. As carefully as I could, I slid upward and softly slid my tongue along the lips of her pussy. She didn't waken, and I carefully slid my tongue down between her pussy lips little by little till I could taste her sweet pussy. She moaned but didn't wake up. 

My mouth was salivating like crazy while I licked her pussy. My saliva dripping off my tongue and down along her slit. I slid my tongue upward till I found her quiescent clit and stroked it with the barest tip of my tongue. Slowly it swelled and awakened, but Dot didn't. I managed to spread her pussy lips a little with my hot, wet tongue till I could slip it up and down her pussy, and into her vaginal hole. She stirred slightly and her thighs spread a little, making it easier to press my tongue into her wet center. I slid a hand down to my pussy and lightly stroked my own clit as I tongued her pussy. 

It was one of the most exciting things I have ever done - making love to another woman while she slept. I wondered if she was dreaming, and if so, what she was dreaming. Her clit swelled and slid out of it's sheath, peeping out of her slit. The size of the my little finger, it raised it's head till I was able to just get my lips over it and suck it gently. She moaned softly, but didn't stir. I continued to run my tongue up and down her slit, into her hole, and suck her juices gently from her hot pussy. I moved slightly upward and began to suck her clit harder, not caring if I woke her up. I let my tongue glide along the bottom of her clit, and I heard a gasp from above. Her hands found my head and ran through my hair.

"Ohhh, Damn Angie. That's so good. Shit. Yesss. Ohh, do that again, Yes, there. Ohhhh, Little Lover, you're soooo good. Shit. Ohhhh! " She cried out, her voice quavering, as I tongued her clit and sucked it harder and harder. I slid three fingers up inside her and rotated my hand as she had taught me earlier in the evening. I pistoned my hand in and out, added a fourth finger, and pressed harder. Her pussy expanded and I slid my thumb into the center of my fingers. and my hand went back and forth, deeper into her spread pussy. 

Suddenly my hand slid inside and I had my whole hand inside her. She howled. I made a fist, and then as I sucked her swollen, hard clit, ran my fist around and around inside her pussy, touching every square inch of her dripping box. She climaxed and I felt the muscles of her vagina clamping down on my wrist. I kept my circling motion inside her and my lips sucking on her clit as she climaxed again and again. My own finger moved around and around my clit and at the same time she climaxed I came too, crying out against her pussy. 

I was afraid the neighbors would call the cops she screamed so much. Finally she grabbed my head and pushed it away from her clit. I slowed the movement of my hand inside her and pulled it slowly out of her. I moved down to her opening and watched fascinated as her vagina slowly closed up. When it was close to normal, I placed my lips over it, slid my tongue into the center, and sucked gently. I was rewarded with an abundance of her pussy juices, sweet and slightly salty. The wonderful aroma of her hot aroused pussy filled my nostrils, and she stroked my hair slowly. I stayed there for a while kissing her thighs, then moved up to cuddle with her till we both went to sleep again. 

I went back to Aunt Peg's house, and for three days, I got the cold treatment. I just shrugged of off and went about my business. I went back to Dot's apartment several times, and we make love sometimes, sometimes not. I enjoyed her company. She took me to her gym, and watched for a while she worked out. I went through my gymnastic routines, which I'd been neglecting, while she watched me and clapped. We took a shower together, teasing each other with the thought that another woman might walk in on us. 

I walked into Aunt Peg's to find her in the den, drink in hand. She was a little looped. She looked at me and motioned me to her. She sat her drink down and pulled me to her and hugged me. "I'm sorry, Sweeie,. You're a big girl now, and can do what you want. I just didn't want you to be around when Dot and I were making love. That's not right for us to do it in front of you. I'm sorry you came in when you did. We thought you'd be gone longer, or we wouldn't have done it. I got upset over that, and Dot hitting on you. Forgive me?" She said kissing my cheek. 

I kissed her gently on her lips, holding the kiss for a long time. She pulled back, face flushed. "It's OK Aunt Peg. I've made love with several of my girl fiends, and think I like women more than men. I got really excited watching you an Dot. You'll have to admit she's really a sexy lady. You are one really good looking woman yourself. Seeing that big long dildo sliding in and out of your pussy got me excited, and I had to bring myself off too. Seeing your beautiful breasts swaying, and those long nipples pointed out, got me excited. You are one very sexy lady." I said kissing her gently again. I could tell my talk was getting her excited. Her thighs were crossed and she began to squeeze them as we talked. 

I could see down the front of her blouse and the warm slopes of her large breasts. "You have really beautiful breasts, just like Mom's. Hers are just like yours. Her nipples stick out when she gets horny, or cold, and I'll bet the areolas are the same size and shape, really beautiful. 

"I bet if I sucked Mom's they would get hard and firm. They do don't they, when you suck and lick on them? I'll bet they taste good, and are so warm and soft." Her eyes closed and moaned softly. I took a chance and slid my hand down to her breast and stroked it very softly. She didn't open her eyes. She didn't have a bra on, and her nipple began to pole out. I stroked her breast slowly and very softly, just touching the surface of her blouse. I saw goose bumps pop up on her arm. 

"I'd like to kiss your breasts like Mom does, suck them and nibble on the nipples with my teeth. I want to make love to you the way you and Mom have made love for so many years. Kiss my way down to your sweet pussy and slide my tongue into you. I want to slide my tongue deep into you, and suck your delicious pussy juice out, and see how sweet it tastes." I kissed her cheek and moved to her neck and nuzzled it, and ran my tongue out to lick her fragrant flesh. She shivered, and her head turned and kissed my neck. My hand squeezed her breast a little more and she moaned.

"Oh, God, yes. Yes, I want you. I want to make love to you, too. That's why I got so upset. I wanted you so much! I wanted to go over and grab you and pull you down on the floor, and devour your sweet young pussy. Oh, yes, Angie. I want to make love to you just like I've made love to your wonderful Mother for years." She said as she pushed me away slightly and kissed me. This time her lips came down on mine, and her tongue slid out to press inside my mouth. Her hand went to my shoulder and she pulled me down to her. I fell forward against her, across her lap onto the sofa. I wiggled against her, our breasts pressing together, our erect nipples pressing into soft flesh. Her arms went around me pulling me hard against her body while our lips pressed, tongues probed and explored. I ran my hand through her hair and down to stroke her neck. We couldn't get enough of each other. I tasted the scotch in her mouth . 

We kissed for a long while before we could move back. I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it aside to get at her full smooth breasts. She put her hand under it and lifted it to my lips and I sucked the wonderful full flesh of her breast. I played with the nipple, sucking, nipping it till I had her moaning with desire. Her areolas are very large, full and dark. The nipple was erect like a pencil eraser, hard and firm. Her hand cupped my breast and squeezed it then toyed with my nipple. I couldn't stand it any longer and slid off the couch and stood up. 

I pulled her on her feet. We embraced, while our hands pulled, unfastened, and tore each other's clothes off. I heard a rip or two as we undressed. Finally we stood naked, her body so warm and soft enveloping my smaller body. I loved the feel of her soft full breasts against my smaller firm ones. I pushed my hips forward against her mount of Venus, so prominent and firm. She pushed back and her hand fell to my ass and pulled me hard against her. Hands slid, exploring, I felt her hand slip down between my ass cheeks to toy with my anus, then move away.

Her body is full and lush, just like my Mothers. I wandered what differences there were between the twins. I slid my hand between our bodies and cupped her mound. She had a small soft mound of hair, and she was shaved below. I let my finger burrow into her slit, then up inside her. She sobbed out a small cry as it entered her. I pulled it out and brought it to my lips and slid it into my mouth. Sweet and so good! I put it back inside her, and this time put it to her lips. He lips closed over it. I slid it out then down to my own pussy. It was dripping, I slid it between my own pussy lips then brought it to her lips. She hesitated a moment, then opened her lips and tasted me for the first time. Her tongue moved over my finger. 

"I want you to eat me. Suck my pussy. Slide your tongue deep up inside me. Eat me like you do Mom. Drink my pussy juice. Please. Please!" I cried out, almost in anguish. Her hand went to my pussy cupping it, then her finger slid inward and up inside me deeply. She thrust it in and out for a minute or two then she pushed me away, and back onto the sofa. She fell on her knees and between my legs. I spread my thighs wide, pulling them up against my breasts, spreading my pussy wide for her, for her to eat me, her niece. 

There were no wasted motions. Her fingers grabbed my pussy lips between her thumb and forefinger, and pulled them apart, stretching them, spreading my pussy wide open, exposing my core. She looked at it a second, then closed her eyes and her mouth dropped down on me, her tongue thrust into my center, lips sucking hard. A finger came up to find my swollen clit and roll it around fast, but gently. My hands went to her head and pressed it hard against me, down into my pussy, my cunt. "Yes, eat my pussy. Oh God, eat me, you wonderful Bitch. Eat my pussy. Ohhh! Eat me Aunt Peg!" I cried out as I came violently, thrusting and wiggled my hips and pussy against Aunt Peg's mouth. Her sucking mouth seemed to draw my whole sex into her hot mouth. Her tongue was like a snake burrowing inside my very being. I gave one last scream of joy as my pussy convulsed and I collapsed back onto the couch. I was unaware that my hips had bowed up off the couch, pushing Peg back as I came. 

She came up to kiss me. I tasted my juices on her face and lips. Her mouth and chin were wet with them. Her tongue, that moments before had been buried deep inside me, slid into my mouth. I fondled her large breasts and pulled at the nipple as we kissed. 

"I wanted that, God, I wanted that. You are such a beautiful young woman, and I've lusted for you since you grew up and developed into such a sexy young woman. It's just in my blood to love women. I've had men, but never did really get into them all that much. Dot and I have a pretty steady relationship though we date and make love to other women, sometimes share them. We're best friends." Peg said kissing me softly. 

"Dot said you and Mom shared Dad at one time." I said smiling at her. 

"Yeah, we tricked him several times and he never caught on . He's a good lover, but he married her. He's quite a man. He's never found out about your Mother and I. I think he knows that I prefer women though, from what he's said to me. He doesn't think it's so bad. He actually seems interested in it. He tried to draw me out a couple of times to tell him all the intimate details of Lesbian lovemaking. I declined. A lot of men think it's OK for two women to make love together. If he only knew! I don't know, he might not object if he knew Pam and I were making love together. Men are funny that way! I've never figured it out." Aunt Peg said as we caressed each other. She began to get a little excited. I imagine making love to me had gotten her hot.

I stood up and held out my hand. "Lets go into your bedroom, and I want to make love to you. You have such a sexy body and I want to explore it the rest of the day and night." I said pulling her gently down the hall. We melted together and kissed for a while before I pushed her back on the bed, and moved to her lush body and began to make love to her. I started with her lips and worked down slowly as Dot had taught me. I sucked her large areolas savoring the soft flesh, while I tongued her nipples and sucked them to hard points. I spent time licking the sensitive undersides of her breasts then, my body wiggling and squirming against her spread pussy, teased her unmercifully till she was moaning and panting. 

Slowly I worked down toward her pussy, avoiding it, working around the spread wet flesh, enjoying her cries for me to eat her. I had her panting with desire, pushing her hips upward toward my lips and tongue till even I could not stand it any longer, and slid my tongue into her red dripping center, and sucked her juices out. She tasted so delicious. I sucked and tongued her till she was screaming for me to let her cum. 

When I had teased her enough, I slid three fingers up inside her body, and moved my lips upward to her swollen and pink clit, peeping it's head out of it's sheath. I sucked it in and tongued it over and over, till she climaxed again and again. Her pussy juices gushed out around my thrusting fingers. I made a mental note to suck her pussy again, and see if she would ejaculate into my mouth. I sucked her pussy till she finally cried enough and pushed at my head. I licked her pussy softly, letting her down gently.

We lay kissing softly, then heard soft clapping sounds from the door. Dot stood there leaning against the door frame, smiling, beautifully naked, one hand down rubbing her clit, the other holding her small bikini . "Well, I see my two favorite ladies have made up, and settled your differences. I'm so glad. I always like to see two beautiful women enjoying themselves. " She said laughing, then came into the room and got in bed with us, and smothered us both with kisses and caresses. 

We wound up making love far into the night in all combinations. It was fantastic to have two women make love to you at the same time. I couldn't believe how stimulating it could be. We even got in a triangle, each with her face buried in a pussy and gave each other several climaxes that way. Aunt Peg and I got into a sixty nine with Dot kissing and caressing us alternately. We would up totally spent and satiated. 

Finally I had to go back home. We all three spent one erotic night making love. They both said I'd learned a lot about making love to a woman. I had them to thank for that. I pulled Dot away for a minute and we had a little secret talk. When I was leaving, she winked and gave me the thumbs up sign. Aunt Peg frowned, then smiled at me, wondering what that was all about. 

At home, I saw my Mother in a completely different light. Now, I knew she liked women, and had been intimate with her twin sister, and other women. It gave me a different insight on her. One afternoon she took a shower, and got dressed up a little, and said she was going to visit a friend. Just for kicks, I followed her. She went to a outdoor restaurant, and met another women, Becky, who I had met. 

I sat a half block away and watched them. They held hands quite a bit, and once or twice I could see Mom, put her hand under the table and stroke Becky's thigh. Nothing really out of the ordinary, but knowing what I did, made me think the two were lovers. After about thirty minutes they got in Mom's car and again, I followed. They went to a lovely house and I had thought it would be Becky's house, but when the door was opened, another woman answered, and pulled Mom into a very full body embrace, before the two went inside. Well, a trio. I pulled away laughing like crazy. 

I knew Mom would be away from home all afternoon, so I went back home. I don't usually snoop, but today, I was wild with desire, knowing Mom was making love with two other women. She has a 'sewing room" in the back of the house. I went in and began to look around. It didn't take long to find a locked steel cabinet back in the closet. A little looking in her desk, and sure enough I found a key for it. Some security! 

I opened the box and wasn't too surprised to find a number of video tapes in there. Over half were commercial tapes that were all girl tapes. Whoa! "Chicks Without Dicks", "No Men Allowed", "Dildo Babes, you get the idea! There were a half dozen regular tapes. They had "Becky" and a date, "Becky, Wanda," and a date and so on. Ho, ho, Merry Christmas! I picked one of 'Becky and Julie.' I locked the cabinet back, put the key back just in case, and took it to my room. I slid it into the VCR and hit the play. 




Lovers: Mother, Daughter, Aunt



On the screen, in full color, was my Mother, beautifully naked, Becky, and the woman I had seen greeting Mom and Becky. Hello Julie!! Becky and Julie were very lovely, and very sexy too. The camera was stationary, obviously on a tripod, covering the bed. As I watched, I got undressed and lay back on my bed, spread my thighs wide, and my pussy quickly got dripping as I watched my Mom make love with two beautiful women. The lovemaking was good, three women eating and finger fucking each other. I wished a fourth person had been there to change camera angles, and get close up shots of tongues slipping into pussies. It was exciting enough for me to bring myself off to an explosive climax. I put the tape back exactly where I'd found it. 

Over the next couple of weeks, when Mom was out of the house, I played the rest of them, and learned of several of Mom's 'intimate' friends, many of whom I had met, and knew. One of the women, strange enough, was the mother of Heather, a good friend, who I'd been intimate with. I decided not to tell her about her mother though. I didn't know if she could handle it. Most of the videos were pretty 'tame', just women kissing and finger fucking each other. Several included vibrators, and one, a large dildo, being used to fuck one of Mom's friends while she and another lady were in a 69. Nothing outrageous.

Summer was drawing to a close, and I was getting anxious to carry out my plan, when finally Mom told us that she was going down to visit Aunt Peg for a week. Now, finally, I could set my plan in motion. 

I called Dot and told her that Mom was coming and I would be down when ever she could arrange the plan we had hatched up. My clit swelled while we were talking and we had a little phone sex while we talked and both had a roaring climax together. I was on pins and needles till Dot called me back several days later. It was all set. 

Mom and Dad wasn't the least bit surprised when I told them Heather had asked me to go with her for the weekend to Atlanta to visit her aunt. We had done it a couple of times, and they knew Heather and her Aunt. Heather was going to Atlanta all right, with another of her friends, and would cover for me. Heather is one of my very 'intimate friends." I'd told her about being intimate with Dot, but not about Aunt Peg. She thought I was going down to see Dot, the story I had told her. 

Mom left and I waited for Friday. I watched some of her tapes again, and brought myself off any number of times. I was really horny. Friday finally came, I packed and told Dad 'bye', that I'd call him when we arrived in Atlanta. I hopped into my car and headed for Florida and Dot's apartment. When I got to there, she was waiting for me. I called Dad and told him we'd arrived safe in Atlanta and not to worry. I called Mom, a block away, and told her I had arrived in Atlanta. I also called Heather in Atlanta and told her I was at Dot's and gave her Dot's number just in case. Bases covered. 

I was so worked up, I almost raped Dot. She laughed, and we made passionate love for several hours. God, it was good to make love with her again. The big event was set for the next night. 

I don't know how Dot arranged it, but she had done her work. The next evening, I ate dinner out, came back, showered, and put on some of Dot's sensual perfume that she didn't ordinarily wear, and the stage was set. At nine, I heard the key in the door and went into the spare bedroom and waited. Dot and Mom came in laughing. 

"You really are a sexy wench!" I heard Mom say and heard the sound of kissing. " So you want me all to yourself for one evening do you? Do you have something special in mind, or are you just trying to get rid of Peg for the evening? Well, here I am, Lover. Peg almost wore my pussy out last night. I guess it's your turn, you sexy woman." 

They went into the main bedroom and lay down on the bed. Dot had put her video camera hidden under some clothes facing the bed. The signal was coming into the TV in the other bedroom too, so I could watch. I lay on the bed, propped up and watched them undress each other. It really got my clit hard, and my pussy wet, watching. 

Mom and Peg had their pussies shaved and trimmed exactly alike, and as Dot made love to her, I could see no difference except a small mole here or there between them. God, she was beautiful, and sexy. I could hardly keep from bringing myself off watching. 'Patience' I told myself. Mom slid between Dot's long, long legs and her head bobbed and moved against Dot's delicious pussy. She brought Dot to a moaning climax, then she move up beside her.

"I have a real surprise for you, one I think you'll really like. You have to trust me though. Give me your word you won't try to look, or peep, no matter what. Promise?" Dot said kissing her.

"OK, I am your slave, do with me as you wish. You know what I really like, Lover. I promise. You devious Wench, I wonder what you have in mind? I'll bet it's good. You are such an inventive lover. OK, I'm ready. I won't peep, honest." Mom said lying back and spreading her arms and legs wide dramatically. "Take me. I'm all yours." 

Dot took a silk scarf and tied it over Mom's eyes, so she couldn't see. She took several others and tied her hands to the bed posts at the top, so her arms were spread. By this time I was in the room. Mom couldn't see me at all. 

"Lover, you are going to like this a lot. Lie back and just feel, and enjoy." Dot said kissing Mom's lips. She moved to the side and began to kiss and fondle her breasts. I moved to the other side and leaned down and kissed her lips softly. It felt so good to be kissing her lips the way I had dreamed of for so long. I brushed her lips softly, sliding my lips from side to side. Dot's lips were on her breasts so she knew a second person was making love to her. 

"Sis, it that you? You devil." Mom asked. My reply was to move up a little and brush my breasts against her face. She could tell by their shape and fullness, that they weren't Peg's. "Mnnn, nice. A new player. I like that. I imagine she's a very good lover if you brought her here to make love to me." 

I put my finger to her lips silencing her. She grinned and nodded her acceptance of the 'rules." . I put my lips back to hers and slid my tongue slowly across hers. Her lips tasted so good. I could taste the drinks she and Dot had consumed before they came back. I slid my tongue into her mouth. She welcomed it with hers and our tongues danced and played together sensually. Ohhh, it felt so good. So sensuous to be kissing her like this. She's a very good French kisser, and Dot and Peg had taught me some tricks of theirs to use on her. She moaned as our tongues played with each other. 

I slid my hand around to stroke her neck and ears, all the pleasurable places a woman likes stroked. I was getting so hot kissing her. I had to make myself calm down. I wanted our lovemaking to last a long time. I wanted to pleasure her as she had never been made love to before. I kissed her neck and moved down to her breasts, so firm and so lovely. Dot moved down kissing her stomach and teasing her with caresses that came close to her pussy, but kept away from it. 

I laved her breasts, took her nipples in my mouth and sucked them to hard points. I moved around between her thighs and lay down on top of her, pressing my breasts against her stomach. I pressed my stomach down between her thighs, against her spread pussy. I knew she could tell that I was not Dot by my larger breasts pressing against her and my small size. I spent a long while sucking her magnificent breasts. They were exact duplicates of Peg's, and I went wild teasing them with my lips, tongue and teeth, nipping the nipples from time to time. 

I loved the large bulging areolas, exact duplicates of her beautiful sister. I sucked and tongued them over and over. . I thought that my first milk had come from these beautiful, desirable breasts. I sucked harder, nipping them lightly with my teeth, as if to draw milk from them. God, I'd give anything if they were lactating now. Mom cried out in pleasure. My hands stroked, kneaded them and my fingers pulled the nipples hard the way Dot had told me Mom liked to have them stretched. She was breathing hard, her hips thrusting up toward my pressing stomach that was rubbing against her wet pussy. My own pussy was drenched as I made love to her. My pussy left a wet trail on hers skin.

I gasped as I felt Dot behind me, slip between my thighs and spread them. Her tongue came out and slid into my pussy. She ran her tongue up and down my slit, then further up to my asshole, to circle it. I almost came. I made love to my Mother's breasts while Dot made love to my pussy. Finally I had to take one hand from Mom's breast and slap at Dot's head. She was distracting me from giving my whole attention to my Mother's fantastic sexy body. Dot laughed out loud, and she moved around to Mom's mouth and began to kiss and tongue her. 

I slid down slowly, kissing the soft smooth flesh. I slid my tongue into Mom's belly button and heard her sigh. Then I slowly moved down, laving every inch of her stomach till I came to her thighs. I slid to one side and kissed and licked the sensitive flesh at the hollow of her thighs. She squirmed and laughed against Dot's mouth as this tickled her a little. I sucked the flesh. My hands had been stroking her thighs, avoiding her pussy. Her hips began to push upward and thrust toward my mouth trying to get me to kiss her pussy. 

I kissed the smooth flesh around her pussy. It was so smooth and soft. I could stand it no longer, and I moved down finally between her thighs, my lips and tongue inches from her. I spread her thighs wide, and she brought them up toward her breasts, spreading them wider, offering them to my lips. I could smell her familiar perfume, the smell of her excited pussy, a new and wonderful smell. Clean, sexy, a woman's excited flesh. 

I opened her pussy flesh wide with my fingers. Her wet red folds opened out. There in the center was the opening to her body, her vagina, where my Dad had thrust his hard cock, so long ago, and where my head had slid out, painfully, I'm sure, and I had been born. That center now was liquid, her pussy juices seeping out. A rivulet ran out and I couldn't resist and lapped at it before it was lost. Mom cried out as my tongue brushed her pussy. 

The taste was hot, slightly salty, and so sweet I almost fainted. I had done it! I had touched my Mother's pussy with my tongue. I caught her neat small inner lips between my fingers and pulled them apart. Her vaginal opening stretched a little, opening up into her body. I bent a little and licked at it, then slowly, slid my tongue into my Mother's pussy. She cried out above me. I put my lips down against her wet slippery, juicy flesh and slid my tongue into her and sucked gently. She howled. 

I moaned aloud as her juices slip into my mouth, a wonderful liquid bouquet. I sucked harder and her pussy rewarded me with more of her juice. I pushed my face harder against her, rooting into her pussy. Her hips thrust up hard against my face. She screamed as she climaxed. Her pussy contracted around my tongue, forcing it out of her body. 

I would have none of that, and thrust it forcefully back inside, feeling her strong sphincter muscle try to keep it out. I tried to drive it back inside her, but was unable. I pulled it back slightly and to my astonishment, a gush of her juices shot out into my waiting mouth. Her pussy was ejaculating, something I was able to do occasionally, when extremely sexually excited. Her pussy gushed again and again, I drank from her body, and howled my joy. She gave a final thrust to her hips and shot one last small spurt of juice into my mouth. I almost climaxed I was so excited by it. 

Her hips went slack and she gave a long sigh. I lapped at her center slowly and gently, not trying to excite her. She calmed down, and she and Dot started slowly kissed again. I gave her several long minutes to recover, then I kissed her pussy trying to excite her once more. I flattened my tongue, and licked from the bottom to the top of her pussy over and over again, avoiding her clit. I slid my face down just a little and ran my tongue to her small brown anus, so neat and small. The flesh around it was a pale brown. 

I slid my tongue around and around it, making her moan her pleasure. I wet one finger and carefully pressed it against the small hole. She relaxed and I slid my finger into her bowels. She moaned in Dot's mouth. I pressed it till it was up to the palm, then I slid it in and out slowly. When it had relaxed enough, I slid another finger up inside her, then later a third. Her back entrance was tight around my fingers. I wondered if she had ever been fucked there. I reached over and Dot had placed the device where I could get to it easily. 

Dot had already lubricated it, and I slid my fingers out, and before her anus could close back up, I put the tip of the butt plug against her opening and pressed firmly. She chuckled, and thrust her hips back toward it. Dot had chosen it, and I imagined Mom had it in her ass before. This was new to me, and I pressed firmly and it stretched Mom's anus wider and wider till it finally slid inside. The largest part slid inward, then her lovely asshole contracted around it. I pressed it firmly and it was inside her. I ran my finger, lubricated with the excess jelly around the stretched rim of her anus. 

I kissed her pussy and licked softly several times before I left the bed a moment. Dot had put a basin near the bed and quickly I washed my hand in germicidal soap thoroughly, for what was to come next, I didn't want to carry germs to Mom's vagina. Dot was kissing her and fondling her breasts, and pulling her nipples, keeping her occupied and stimulated. 

She sighed as I slid back between her spread thighs and stroked her thighs high up, slipping my fingers almost to her pussy. I bent back down and licked her pussy over and over, this time coming closer and closer to her clit. I had been able to see it, just peeping out of it's sheath, a pale knob, swollen, and aching, I imagined, for our kisses and a flicking tongues. I flicked the head lightly with my tongue. She cried out, and her hips thrust upward. I covered her upper pussy with my lips and sucked gently, my lips not making contact with her clit as she wanted me to. 

I pulled my lips back a minute later and heard a sob of disappointment. Slowly I put a finger on each side of her clit and pushed outward and upward, slipping the skin covering her clit upward, and stretching it till her clit slid out of it's sheath. In shape, it was almost a duplicate of Peg's, only slightly larger, fuller, a little longer. I put two fingers alongside of the swollen shaft of her clit and stroked them up and down, the way I sometimes did when I was teasing my clit. Stroking the shaft, 'jacking it off", increasing my anticipation of the moment I would bring my finger down on the head and stroke and titillate it, before really stimulating it, till I climaxed. It worked on Mom too. She moaned and cried out as I stimulated her clit without touching the sensitive head. I kept this up for several minutes making her hotter and hotter. Dot was sucking and kneading her breasts and kissing her lips from time to time. We were keeping her in a state of extreme excitement. 

When I thought she could stand it no longer, I kissed her clit softly. She sighed as my lips came down on her swollen fleshy knob. I sucked gently and she moaned. When I flicked the sensitive underside of it she cried out a long wail. I sucked and tongued it slowly while below I slid two then three fingers up inside of her drenched, spread pussy. I sucked her clit softly, using a alternating suction, on then off, on then off, feeling it swell still more as I did. I had four fingers inside her, then I began to pump them against her vaginal opening a little harder each thrust. 

Slowly her wet, slippery pussy allowed them further and further inside her body. I increased my suction on her clit, exciting her more and more. I fucked her pussy harder and harder till suddenly my hand slid in up to my knuckles and the largest part of my hand was in her pussy, stretching her. She cried out as she felt me stretch her pussy wide. 

I held my hand there for a minute letting her pussy become accustomed to the extreme stretching. Her hips thrust against my hand and carefully, I pushed it forward, and my hand slid inside her body. I had done it, I had my hand inside my Mother's pussy, deep inside her. I carefully formed a fist inside her, so as not to let my fingernails cut or scratch her. Her hips continued to push against my hand. I pressed slowly inward and my hand went in over my wrist. I felt the firm knob of her cervix against my hand. She moaned louder. 

Sucking harder, I began to bring her to a climax. I kept an upward pull on her clit sheath with my other hand while I sucked and licked her swollen throbbing clit. My hand was buried inside her, and I began to rotate it inside her, running it around and around inside her vagina touching and kneading the wet slick walls. I rotated my wrist as I slid my hand inside her. She cried out over and over as I increased my rotation and thrusting inside her, and my titillation of her clit. 

With a scream of ecstasy she climaxed, her hips coming completely off the bed, bowing upward. I had trouble keeping my lips on her clit, but I sucked and tongued her while I fist fucked her faster and faster. Her sphincter muscles clamped around my writs so tight, it was almost painful. I wondered momentarily if she did that when my Dad was fucking her. If she did, it must have been most pleasurable to him. I kept my hand rotating, my lips sucking, my tongue laving and rubbing her clit till she must have climaxed four or five times. Finally she screamed for me to stop. 

I kept my lips on her clit, but gently sucked it. Slowly I rotated my wrist backward, putting my fingers together so I could pull them out. Her pussy muscles relaxed and I slid my hand out. My hand was wet and gleaming with her juices. I put my mouth to her slowly closing opening, and slid my tongue inside while it was still stretched wide. I sucked gently as it closed up. I felt Dot take my hand and she brought it to her mouth and sucked and licked the juices from it. As her pussy closed, I sucked and tasted her copious juices again. I licked slowly till it was back to normal. 

I gave her sweet, wet pussy one last kiss and slipped from the room. I went back to the other bedroom and closed the door silently. On the TV, Dot was untying her. She pulled the blindfold from her eyes and kissed Dot over and over. 

"My God, Dot, who was that? She made love to me like I've never been make love to before. No one had ever fist fucked me. That was fantastic. Her tongue and lips were beyond belief. Such passion! Did you teach her? Who is she? Where is she?" Mom said her face registering intense emotion. 

"Don't worry, Lover. It was just a surprise from me to you. She is quite a little lover. I thought you'd enjoy that." Here have a drink. I thought you might need one." Dot said handing Mom a iced drink from the bedside stand. They sat drinking and talking for a while. I sat watching, my pussy still on fire. I stroked my aching clit lightly, not wanting to cum yet. 

"Now, if you are rested, Lover. I want to fuck you long and hard. It's been too long since I've had a chance to fuck you. You up to it, Lover?" Dot asked her. 

"Yeah, I'm really up, and still excited just thinking about what happened. Do you want to take the butt plug out? I've gotten kind of used to it. I kinda like it in there. I haven't used one too many times except when someone was going to fuck my ass, and that's been a while too. Let's leave it in, if it's OK with you? I like the fullness there. Damn, you've really got me hot tonight. I'm glad I came over without Peg. I love her dearly, and love to make lover with her, but you and I kind of get wild don't we? You're really a hot lover. So inventive. Lets make love again." Mom said kissing Dot and pulling her close. 




Lovers: Mother, Daughter, Aunt



I watched as they became more excited with each other. Dot reached over and opened a drawer and pulled her large strap-on dildo out. It was the one I'd seen her using on Peg. "Like to have this in your sweet pussy?

"Oh yeah, you really know how to fuck me with that. I've been wanting that for quite a while. Fuck my pussy with it." Mom said spreading her pussy wide, and fingering herself.. 

Dot strapped it on and taking some lubrication slid it up and down the long intruder. "The last time I had this on, I was fucking Peg with it. God, she loves it too. Angie came back too soon, and almost caught me fucking Peg. It was close. You and Peg are two of a kind, and am I glad. Now. Spread those lovely thighs and here comes the monster cock. It never gets soft or had a bad day." Dot said getting between Mom's thighs. 

The TV picture was sharp clear color, and I watched as she probed, then slid it into Mom's pussy, probably still expanded from my fist fucking her. They quickly got into a rhythm and Dot had the long dildo full length inside Mom's sweet pussy. They kissed and caressed each other while Dot fucked her to a screaming climax. 

It was fascinated to watch my Mother getting fucked royally by the woman who had made love to me earlier. They lay together for a while, still with the big dildo buried inside her. 

"Now, I want you go get on top, and I'll fuck you from below." Dot said. They rolled over and Mom got on her hands and knees while Dot slid the cock in and out. I watched and prepared myself to join them. Behind Mom's back, I saw Dot wiggle her finger for me to come in. I crept in quietly on the soft carpet. Before Mom knew what was happening I came up behind her and reached around and put the silk scarf around her head blindfolding her again. She laughed. 

"You devils, you did it to me again! Little Lover, you are quite the lady. What do you have for me this time?" She asked. Again I put my fingers to her lips and kissed her on the cheek. She turned her head toward me and we kissed again. Our lips slid together, tongues probing. Dot joined us from below and we had a wonderful three way kiss for a while, before I broke off and moved behind Mom. She couldn't tell where I'd gone till she felt my hands on her hips. She chuckled as my fingers played over her pussy from behind and I reached over and pulled the butt plug from her body.

I slid in behind her, straddling Dot's legs and caught the large dildo and aimed it at Mom's neat brown anus. I'd lubricated the head, and her hole already had some lubrication from the butt plug. I placed the head against her and pushed forward. This one wasn't as large as the one Dot had in her pussy, but it was a healthy length and width. Dot had assured me it would fit, particularly after the butt plug had stretched her. 

She pushed back against it, and I watched as the plump head pushed and spread her brown hole outward, then slid smoothly inside. I had never fucked anyone in the ass before, but Dot had told me to take it easy and let her become accustomed to it inside her. You don't just ram it inside like you can with a pussy. The two just aren't made alike. 

I made sure there was enough lubrication as I slid it into her slowly. Dot had almost stopped her thrusts while I slid it into her. Finally, slowly, the last inch slid into her body, and my hips were against her smooth firm ass. I began to slowly slide it in and out.

"Oh, that feels so good. I've never been double fucked before. Ohh Shit, that feels sooo good. Fuck me both of you. Ohhh! Yessss!" Mom cried out as Dot and I got into a rhythm, alternating thrusts into her beautiful body.

I leaned forward till my breasts were against her, and kissed her shoulders and back and reaching around to find both of her firm breasts and cupped them. God, if felt so good to be fucking her while my body was against her, and I cupped and played with her breasts. I pulled at the nipples and rolled them between my fingers as my hips thrust against her. 

She pushed back against our thrusting hips and Dot reached up to stroke my arms as she fucked my Mother from below. We thrust and rotated our hips faster and faster till she was screaming and then she climaxed. I could feel her body go rigid under me and a sheen of perspiration popped out on her body. I licked the salty dew off her shoulders and neck while I pounded away in her ass. I almost came with her.

She quieted down and I slid the dildo out of her ass and she and Dot rolled over on their sides, the large dildo still in her pussy. I unfastened the dildo and moved to kiss her lips. She, Dot and I kissed for a while till she had calmed down. Dot rolled her over on her back and raised up and began to slowly fuck her with the huge dildo. I bent and kissed her clit and sucked it till we had her moaning again with passion. 

I straddled her body facing her head and rubbed my spread pussy against her stomach. She reached out and found my breasts and cupped and fondled them. 

"Ohh, I like those breasts, so firm and full. Lean over and let me kiss them. Please?" Mom asked softly. I leaned close and let my Mother suck and tongue my hard nipples. Her hands moved over my body exploring, letting her hands do the work of her blindfolded eyes. "Nmmn, such a nice compact, hard body. Small and neat. My daughter's body is like this, small and compact with full delicious breasts. Dot, I'll bet that's why you picked this fantastic lady to fuck me."

Dot thrust her hips forward hard. "Yes, you sexy wench. I thought you might like someone like Angie to make love to you. She does have the same type of body, and is just as pretty. Would you like to make love to your beautiful daughter? Suck her lovely tits, and pussy?" Her hips thrust harder, driving Mom closer to a climax, making her burn with passion. 

"Oh, yes, I'd love to make love to Angie. She had such a fantastic tight little body." My Mom said as she sucked my breasts and ran her hands over my body. My clit throbbed hearing her reply. "I'll bet her sweet pussy is small and tastes like candy."

Above her I smiled and gripped Dot's arm and squeezed it. Our plan had worked. Then in a high child like voice, a voice she couldn't recognize, I slid forward till my thighs were close to her face. She could smell my hot aroused pussy. Her hands came to my hips and she knew my pussy was close. In the high childlike voice I asked, "Would Mommy like to eat Angie's pussy? Would Mommy like to suck her pussy juices out, suck on her hard clit, huh, Mommy? Please, eat Angie's pussy? Mommy."

Her answer was to thrust her head up against my body. Her lips met my stomach and I was too high up for her to get at my pussy. "Oh Yes, Baby, Please let Mommy suck your sweet pussy. I want to put my tongue deep inside your sweet little cunt. Please Angie Baby." She begged. 

I kneeled up and scooted forward till my pussy was over her mouth. I pressed my hips forward and my Mother's lips found my center. I screamed my pleasure as her tongue slid out and up into my center. Her hands pulled me downward onto her mouth and I rode her face, thrusting my pussy against her, fucking her face with my pussy. I grabbed her hair and pulled it, forcing her face harder against me. She didn't disappoint me, her tongue and lips sucked and fucked my pussy. I was so excited by all the waiting and the erotic things that Dot and I had done to her, that I climaxed almost at once, my cries ringing through the room. My pussy spasmed, my juices flowing out into her mouth. I grabbed my breasts and squeezed them so hard I left bruises on them. I pulled at my nipples, yanking them hard. I screamed and screamed my passion, as my Mother ate my pussy and sucked my flowing juices from my exploding pussy. 

I felt her grow rigid below me as she climaxed too, driven by the lust of the imaginary eating of her daughter's pussy and Dot's plunging dildo, deep inside her pussy. Her cries were muffled by my spread pussy that covered her mouth. I went on and on, climaxing again and again till I was weak. I pulled back out of range of her lips and tongue. We both panted till we had regained our breaths. Dot slowed her fucking but still left the dildo buried inside Mom. She stroked Mom and I both. 

"Oh, Mommy, that was so good. You sucked and licked Angie's pussy so good. Did you like it Mommy? Did Angie's pussy taste good, Mommy?" I asked in the false child's voice.

"Oh yes, Baby. I loved Angie's sweet pussy. You gave Mommy lots of pussy juice to drink. It was so sweet and tasty. Mommy loves to eat your sweet pussy." Mom said huskily, pressing against my hips to move me close to her mouth again. 

I slid forward a little letting her mouth reach my pussy. "Oh, yes, Mommy, please eat my little pussy again. Suck my clit, it's still so hard and excited. Suck my hard clit, please, Mommy." I begged her. 

She didn't disappoint me. Her lips found my clit and she sucked it gently at first. Her hand moved between my thighs, and she slipped a finger up inside me, then two. Ohh, it felt so good to have her fingers up inside me, and her lips sucking my clit. She is every bit as good a lover as her sister Peg is. She sucked and tongued my clit till I was moaning, and crying out with pleasure. Her fingers slid far up into me and curved forward to find my g-spot and stroke and roll over it. It felt so wonderful, that moments later I came again, screaming my passion again and again. 

My Mother brought me to a number of climaxes one after the other. Finally I could stand it no longer and fell to one side. I lay panting while Dot became active again and fucked Mom to a moaning climax, then she pulled the dildo out. We lay panting then I reached over and kissed my Mother's lips, tasting my pussy juice on them. I licked her lips slowly, then gave her one last soft kiss and left. I went into the spare bedroom and locked the door. I fell on the bed exhausted, physically and mentally. Idly I watched as Mom made love to Dot, kissing her pussy till she came, crying out. Later Mom left and Dot came back to the bedroom and I let her in. 

We fell on the bed exhausted, and slept cuddled together. The next morning I got in my car and headed home. I stopped by Heather's place and she said Dad hadn't tried to get in touch with me. She gave me three bags of tops and shorts she had gotten in Atlanta at local stores, with the receipts so I could prove I had been in Atlanta for the weekend. She wanted to know if Dot and I had made love and I kissed her and told her I had. I promised we'd make love later. I had a number of new things to teach her about making love to me. 

Dad asked how my weekend had gone, and I told him I'd had a really good time in Atlanta. I showed him the clothes, and he saw the local names on the bags. He never suspected I'd been making love to Mom. The thought crossed my mind, wondering what he would think of his daughter and wife making love together. I wondered if he ever had any incestuous thoughts about me. 

Mom came back on Tuesday looking rested, and glowing with health. She had gotten some sun while she was there, and I wondered when. I imagined she, Dot and Aunt Peg making love the whole time she was there. The thought made my clit tingle. She liked the clothes 'I' had bought in Atlanta. I told her all the things we had 'done' there. 

Every time I looked at her, my clit tingled! I remembered making love to her, sucking her pussy, fucking her ass with the dildo, and having her suck my breasts, and finally bringing me to several wonderful climaxes with her mouth. I couldn't get the picture of it out of my mind. I kept seeing her wonderfully, beautifully nude, wanton, and spread for sex. 

Three weeks later, Dad had to go out of town for a week and Mom invited Aunt Peg to come up for the week. Aunt Peg and I greeted each other like Aunt and Niece, warm, and friendly. When we got the chance we kissed passionately, and wondered when we would be able to make love. The first evening, late, after we had all gone to bed, Aunt Peg in one bedroom and Mom in the next, Peg came by and gave me a passionate kiss. She said she was going to make love to Mom. She left the bedroom slightly open for me, but Mom noticed and firmly closed and quietly locked it. I stood out in the hall and listened to them making love. I could hear the soft moans and cries of passion as they tried to be quiet. I brought myself off listening, wishing I was with the two wonderful women. 

Over the following two days, I was in fire. I had to do something. I brought myself off any number of times, but it didn't put out the fire. They were making love every night. Finally I thought of a possible solution I hoped would bring the three of us together. 

I have a TV and VCR in my room and I put on a girl/girl tape and waited. Every night just before she and Aunt Peg made love, Mom would come down the hall to check and see if I was asleep, or at least in bed. Tonight I had put on a shorty night gown with no panties, and pulled the top down, exposing my breasts. I lay watching the girl/girl video with the door 'accidentally' left open. I hoped her lust for me would get her attention. I had moved a small swivel mirror onto the table by my bed, so it would reflect into the hall and I could see her from the chest down if she stood in the hall. She wouldn't know I could see her. I lay, idly stroking my very wet and spread pussy, waiting for her. In the background were the soft moans and cries from the TV, just audible from the hall. My bait. 

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a movement. She was in the hall watching. I stroked my pussy harder. It was already very wet and excited thinking about what I hoped would happen. I cupped one breast and pulled on the nipple. Quietly, I spoke, just loud enough for her to hear me. "Oh, yes fuck her with your tongue. Slip that tongue up inside her pussy. Eat her. Oh, yes. That looks sooo good. Yes, eat her box! Ohhh, Fuck. Eat her." 

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mom's night gown come upward, and her hand go to her pussy. I had to make myself not turn around and watch. In the mirror, I watched her slip a finger up inside her pussy and stroke herself, while she watched me fingering my pussy. I stroked it, then slid a finger up inside my pussy fucking myself slowly. God, it felt good to be doing it while she was watching. 

The scenario changed when I saw a pair of hands move around Mom's body and cup her lightly covered breasts, to lift and squeeze them. This, I hadn't counted on! Aunt Peg had discovered Mom, fingering herself in the hall, and me on the bed masturbating. Dot and I hadn't thought that Peg would go for my seducing Mom, and hadn't told her about my plans for the seduction. She didn't know about us, but here she was behind Mom, pressed against her cupping her breasts as they both watched me. Maybe Dot did tell her after the fact. I wondered if she saw the video Dot took of it. I hadn't seen it yet. I hoped Peg's caressing Mom would enflame her still more, and slip her over the edge of desire. 

I continued to stroke my clit, coming closer with every stroke of my finger, knowing the two were watching, and Mom was fingering herself. I was so close and then Aunt Peg's hand moved down to Mom's pussy and replaced it with her own. I saw Mom's hand disappear behind her to obviously slip into her twin sister's pussy. I exploded and screamed out as I came. My body bowed upwards, my hips coming way up off the bed. It was a violent climax that had me seeing stars for a moment, knowing my Mother and Aunt were watching. 

When I came down, I lay panting then turned and looked at the door. Mom was not looking at me at the moment, head thrown back, her eyes were closed as she climaxed. Aunt Peg's fingers flew over Mom's clit and Peg's face mirrored her passion as the two sisters brought each other off. Not letting the moment slip away, I hurried to the door and when they both came down, I was standing close, naked now, for I had shed my short gown on the way to the door. 

Mom's eyes had trouble focusing for a moment after her violent climax. Then she saw me close to her, naked. Her eyes went up and down my body. Peg's fingers were still in her pussy, and Peg was plastered against her back, gloriously naked. Mom's mouth came open as she started to say something. I leaned forward and kissed her lightly on her lips. She started, and pulled back a little, puzzled.

"I'm sorry Mom, Aunt Peg. I guess I should have closed the door. I got carried away." I laughed and looked at Peg. "It looks like you two got carried away too. I've been wondering about you two. I've heard sounds of lovemaking coming from your room Mom, and Dad certainly isn't here." I stepped close and kissed Aunt Peg on her lips. Her tongue slid out to run over my lips, unseen by Mom. "I think it's wonderful, you two making love, but I'm jealous. You didn't invite me. I'm hurt." I said with a laugh. I pointed to the TV screen where two woman were in a passionate 69. "It's my favorite type of sex."

"Baby, I -" Mom started to say. I kissed her again, this time harder, slipping my tongue into her mouth, and cupping one of her magnificent hot breasts. Her eyebrows shot up, and a puzzled look came on her face. Peg's fingers in her pussy began to stroke again and with my lips on hers, and my hand on her breast finally melted her. She sighed and kissed me back, her hand cupping my hot swollen breast. 

I pulled back a little. "Why don't we go into the master bedroom, the bed is so much bigger. I think the three of us will fit on it, don't you Mom?" Mom looked at Peg, then grinned and nodded. I brought up the rear, and we went into the master bedroom. Mom shed her gown. My beautiful Mother lay down on the bed gloriously naked, and turned around facing me, taking in my naked body with lust showing in her eyes. 

In the high childlike voice I said, "Oh, Mommy, please eat my little pussy again. Suck my clit, it's so hard and excited. Suck my pussy juices out. Please, Mommy!!"