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As her daughter sat cupping a bare breast in each
hand squeezing them out to her, Janet just stared. Droplets of milk began
to appear at the end of Karen's long, turgid nipples as a result of the
pressure she was applying. The sight was almost overpoweringly erotic.
'This must be what men feel when looking at these kinds of dirty pictures
of women in those magazines,' she thought to herself. 'I can understand
why they spend so much time locked up by themselves jacking off.'
"Well, mother," Karen inquired in a soft, sexy voice, "are you just going
to sit there all night staring or are you going to suck my nipples like
you said you wanted to?"
Without saying anything, Janet scootched her buttocks up against those of
her daughter's and leaned forward. She wasn't playing around this time and
immediately opened her mouth wide and encircled one of Karen's arrogantly
swollen nipples with her lips. No sooner had she applied even the lightest
amount of suction to the tit than a stream of milk flooded the insides of
her mouth forcing her to start swallowing. This action caused her to suck
more with the result that milk continued to flow. Soon she had set up a
rhythm with the motions of her lips and tongue while Karen just sat there
and moaned loudly.
After about a minute, Karen let go of her breasts and used her hands to
firmly push her mother away. "You've got to stop, mother," she said
breathlessly, "or else I'm going to cum again and I don't want to do it
yet - not before I've made you come."
"Can't you cum more than once, dear -- can't you have multiple orgasms?"
Janet said, looking up at Karen questioningly.
"I don't know. I've never tried to. I'm so satisfied with one that I've
never felt the need to go on. And I'm usually too worn out to even think
about it."
"Well, we'll have to see about that, darling. Say -- wouldn't it be more
comfortable if we took the wine and went upstairs, huh?"
"Sure, mom -- that's a good idea. Let's do that."
Janet grabbed the bottle and glasses while Karen extinguished the candles.
Both women were so excited that it was like a mad rush as they mounted the
stairs together and headed for Karen's bedroom. Once inside, Janet, who
had entered first, turned to her daughter and said, "Darling, can I ask
you a another big favor?"
"Of course, mom."
"Do you have any clothespins in the house?"
"Well, yeah. I've got a bunch downstairs in the laundry room. Why?"
Ignoring her daughter's inquisitiveness Janet simply said, "Could I ask
you to go down and grab a handful for me, please?"
"Sure, mother, but whatever for?"
Janet just smiled and said, "You'll see -- but for right now, just go get
them, OK?"
"Well -- OK," and Karen turned and left the bedroom heading downstairs
again. She had been gone about five minutes after having finally found the
clothespins in an old drawer by the washing machine. When she reentered
the room she was met with an unexpected sight.
All the lights had been turned out with the exception of the low-wattage
bed stand lamp which cast barely enough light to read by. And there, in
the middle of the bed sitting propped up with pillows behind her back and
her long full legs spread wide with her knees up, was her mother. Janet
was now clad only in a bra and a garter belt to which her nylons were
still attached. She also still had on the high heels, but she didn't have
on any panties and the bra cups were pulled down and positioned so that
the puffy brown areole of both breasts with their long nipples rested in
full view on the upper edge of the each cup.
As she looked up at Karen's arrival she was furiously working the fingers
of her right hand in her glistening pink pussy, the swollen lips of which
were being held apart by the fingers on her other hand. The sight was made
more clearly visible because of the contrast effected by her wet pussy
being framed by the massive amount of long, black, curly pubic hair which
ran from her stomach to her ass.
After the initial surprise passed, Karen walked with a sexy sway over to
the side of the bed never once taking her eyes from those of her mother's.
Without breaking eye contact she deposited the clothespins in her hand on
the nightstand and remained standing watching her mother play with
herself.
"You really like to masturbate, don't you, mother?" Karen said.
"Yes, darling, I really do," Janet responded, looking up at Karen.
"Tell me, do you also like to read dirty books or look at lewd pictures
while you play with yourself?"
"Uh, huh. But I'd rather watch a porno movie. What I really like best is
to masturbate while I'm watching someone else doing it and they're
watching me. How about you?"
"When I was in school we would sometimes see these dirty picture books and
I'd get secretly turned on. One time I actually got hold of one and
brought it home. It had the most fantastic pictures of men and women
fucking and doing all sorts of things. I only had it for a day, but I did
jerk off looking at the pictures. It felt so dirty doing it that I never
did it again."
"Well, dear, I like to do dirty things -- the dirtier the better,
sometimes," Janet avowed.
"Yeah, me too, now," Karen said huskily, "And that's why, right now Mother
-- I want to eat you." There! It was out. No going back now. This was the
ultimate act, frenching her mother's cunt with her mouth, with her lips
and tongue. But this is what she wanted and there was no hesitation in her
voice.
Her mother said in an equally hoarse voice, "I know dear. And I want you
to eat me. I want you to make me cum with your mouth. Oh, christ, I'm so
fucking sexed up. Come on, darling, do it!"
Karen was so focused on the movement of her mother's hand in her cunt she
didn't even consider disrobing; she was still fully clothed although her
blouse hung open as it had downstairs allowing Janet to ogle her
milk-swollen tits. She just moved down a little at the side of the bed and
dropped onto her knees with her arms at her side as she looked deeply into
her mother's eyes.
Moving her gaze to Janet's crotch she took in the sight and was surprised
to see how big her mother's clitoris was. Not like hers which was just a
little nub right below the juncture of her lips. Janet's was much larger
and looked for all the world like a little erect penis as she moved it
here and there with the index finger of her left hand, obviously teasing
Karen with the sight.
Karen dropped to her hands so that she was now on all fours and moved
forward between Janet's spread legs until her head was positioned right
above her mother's pussy. Wondering all the while why she was doing it,
but not caring, she slowly moved her tongue around her mouth behind her
closed lips until she had a good mouthful of saliva. Then she slightly
parted her full lips and let the spit dribble slowly out in a continuous
stream onto her mother's gaping pussy. It took a few seconds for Karen to
empty her mouth of the saliva and as it hit her pussy and the fingers
frigging it, Janet rubbed it all around making herself that much more wet.
Mouth now empty, Karen lowered her head until her lips were just a
fraction of an inch from contact with the object of her desires. Janet now
quit playing with herself and used both hands to grip her cunt lips and
spread them as wide as she could. Karen was mesmerized by the sight of her
mother's large clit standing straight out from her pussy. As she watched,
it appeared to jerk and pulse all by itself. Balancing herself on her left
hand she moved back slightly while she reached into her blouse with her
right hand and pulled out her breast. She then gripped the nipple as Janet
had taught her and aimed it at her mother's pussy and began to squeeze
sending a spray of milk all over the area. When it was thoroughly coated
she let her breast drop and leaned forward again with both arms on the
outside of Janet's torso.
Ever so slowly Karen parted her lips and slid the tip of her tongue out
until she could just barely feel contact with the moisture soaked clit.
Then she flicked it up and down and then sideways which caused Janet's
body to react as if a shock had been applied to it. The contact broken,
Karen lowered her head and reached with her tongue so that it lay flat
against the bottom of her mother's pussy where it began to open into her
vagina. Then she lapped upward with the tongue, very slowly. As it came
into contact with the base of Janet's clit she opened her mouth and sucked
it in. Once her mouth was closed over the hard flesh Karen immediately
began to lash it with her tongue while sucking in hard on the whole area.
That's all it took. Suddenly Janet's legs came around Karen and locked on
her back below her shoulder blades as the peak of her first orgasmic wave
hit. Her hips levitated from the bed and then froze as Janet rode out that
wave, following which the powerful orgasm caused her body to jerk with
each succeeding spasm. As this happened, Karen struggled to keep her mouth
in contact with Janet's clit, but wasn't totally successful and she
finally drew back to a kneeling position.
Feeling the loss of contact, Janet immediately began to once again frig
herself rapidly with one hand as her daughter watched her jack herself
completely through the orgasm. When Janet's body stopped its violent
spasming and her hips dropped back onto the mattress Karen again leaned
forward. Knowing that her mother's clit was most likely way too sensitive
for direct touch, but feeling she was drowning with unfulfilled lust,
Karen began to grind her entire face all over Janet's pussy, cheek to
cheek and forehead to chin, until it was completely covered with a mixture
of cum, her own breast milk and her own saliva. She then raised up between
her mother's splayed thighs and launched herself forward onto Janet's
torso with their heads coming to rest just inches apart.
This time it was Janet's turn to return what her daughter had done
downstairs and she began to lap at her cheeks and forehead with the flat
of her tongue cleaning off the gooey mess. With Karen's weight pressing
uncomfortably, Janet rolled her body sideways until both women lay side by
side. She continued to lap and lick her daughter's face until it was
almost devoid of the mixture, while savoring the aroma of their combined
juices.
Her final act at this moment was a duplication of what Karen had done to
her earlier and she began to move the tip of her tongue in and out of her
daughter's nostrils, going further in each time until she was virtually
fucking Karen's nose with her tongue. For her part, Karen continued to lay
passively not being able to do anything but moan at her mother's
ministrations.
Janet finally ceased tonguing Karen's face and rolled her daughter off of
her and over onto her back. Both women remained silent for many minutes
until Janet sat up on the edge of the bed to take a drink from her wine
glass. Turning backwards to look at her daughter she said, "Are you
alright, dear?"
"Oh, mother, that was so wonderful. I just love to make you cum-- yes, I'm
OK, but I wish I had a cock so I could fuck you, too."
***
Janet didn't respond to this right away so Karen continued on, "I never in
the world believed sex could be like this -- never in a thousand years."
When Janet still didn't respond, she asked in a mock-whining tone, "Are
you not talking to me and want to just roll over and go to sleep -- now
that you've had yours -- or are you now feeling guilty about having heavy
sex with your own little girl? You're feeling guilty, I'll bet."
Still not speaking, Janet reached out and picked up Karen's glass and
handed it to her. "Here -- down this! You're going to need it." The tone
in Janet's voice surprised Karen. It was still husky and had that tense
tone to it that Karen came to associate with her mother's sexual arousal.
Without hesitating Karen sat up and downed the contents of the glass and
set it down. Seeing this, Janet got unsteadily to her feet and reached
down to take her daughter's hand.
"Come on, darling. It's your turn."
Even though she stood up and followed her mother toward the master bath
she was puzzled. She asked, "Where are we going, mom?"
"The other morning you said your favorite place was the bathroom, didn't
you?"
"Well, yes, but I..."
"Don't worry, dear. We're going to get to that, I promise. That is, if
you're going to ask what I think you're going to ask. You want me to eat
you, don't you?"
"Well, yes, I was hoping that..."
"And I'm going to -- believe me, I'm going to. But first I want to do what
you promised you would do for me, OK?"
By this time they were in the bathroom and both remained standing, Karen
facing away from her mother, not quite knowing what to do.
"Now, dear, if you don't mind, I'd very much like to watch you masturbate.
Would you do that for me, huh?"
Karen felt a tinge of disappointment because she had hoped that her mother
would reciprocate her own act of cunnilingus, but she also was aware of
what she had told her mother about doing anything she desired and had even
specifically promised to masturbate in front of her. So she quickly
resigned herself to carrying out her mother's wish. In a couple of seconds
she had even convinced herself that what she was about to do was going to
be actually exciting for at least two reasons.
First, it would give her an uninterrupted chance to bring herself to
orgasm while she looked at her mother's visually arousing body. And
second, there was something terribly lewd about being totally sexually
uninhibited by masturbating in front of her.
All of these thoughts raced through her mind as she turned and said, "Of
course, mother, I'd love to. How do you want me to do it."
"Well, I'd like you to kind of pretend I'm not even here. Just do what you
normally would do when you're alone and you play with yourself, OK."
"Sure, I'll try. But that'll be awfully hard to do because I want to look
at you while I'm doing it."
"I know. That's OK. Just go ahead and do what you want. I'll just watch."
Karen then proceeded to remove her blouse and skirt. Like her mother, she
wasn't wearing any panties, but as she started to reach behind her to undo
the garter belt Janet quickly said, "Uh, darling. If you don't mind,
please leave the rest of your stuff on. You're such a sexy sight in your
garter belt and hose and heels. Do you mind?"
"Of course not, mom."
Standing again facing away from her mother, Karen remained motionless for
a few seconds as she thought about what she was going to do. She then
walked over to the toilet and raised the lid and turning, sat down. She
was about to open her thighs when a sudden wave of embarrassment swept
over her and she said, without looking at Janet, "Oh, wow. I don't believe
how embarrassed I feel right now. I've never, ever done this before in
front of anyone."
"You mean nobody has ever watched you masturbate yourself before? Not even
your own husband?"
"Richard's pretty much a straight arrow, mom. As loving as he is, he just
doesn't go in for anything out of the ordinary and I've never pushed him
because I've never really done anything weird myself until now."
"Yeah, weird is right. But fun, huh?" Janet commented as she moved over to
Karen's side and sat herself on the edge of the bathtub a couple of feet
away.
"OK," Janet said, "I'm ready as soon as you are."
"Gosh, mother, I feel really funny about this -- I mean, jerking off in
front of my own mother."
"What's there to feel funny about, dear? You just ate my pussy.
This can't hold a candle to that!"
"I know, I know. But still, this is really embarrassing. I don't know
whether I can really do it or not."
"Well, I tell you what. If we can get you hot again, you'll do it. I know
you will. Would you like me to kiss you first? Maybe while I'm kissing
you, you can start fingering yourself. That way you won't see me looking
at you and maybe it won't be so embarrassing, OK?"
"OK. Let's give it a try," Karen said.
Janet scooted a foot to her left until she was positioned at an angle just
oblique to Karen and where all she had to do was lean forward to be able
to kiss her. She did this without hesitation and as their lips met, Karen
closed her eyes and dropped her left hand between her legs and tentatively
inserted her fingers between her still swollen labia. She was surprised to
find that her entire cunt area was still engorged and fully wet as she
found her clitoris and began to gently fondle it from the side. With the
familiar feel of her own fingers on her clit and her mother's lips and
tongue working away at her mouth, it was only a matter of moments until
she was once again inflamed with the lust that had driven her to do and
say the things she just recently had.
As her excitement mounted with the continued manipulation of her pussy,
she opened her eyes only to discover that her mother's eyes were also half
open looking at her and the lust in them was plainly evident. This further
aroused her to the point where she drew away from Janet and sat straight
upright on the toilet seat. Janet also pulled back and put both hands to
her sides on the flat of the tub edge and just looked at Karen lovingly.
"God, you're a sexy sight, darling. You ought to see how really sexy you
look right now, sitting there playing with yourself."
Her mother's reassuring words provided additional incentive so that Karen
spread her full thighs even wider apart and lowered her right hand to her
groin and used the fingers to spread her pussy lips apart while her left
hand continued to diddle her clitoris.
"And you smell heavenly. The combination of your cunt and perfume is
absolutely heavenly."
Karen continued to stare straight ahead as she played with herself, not
daring to look over at her mother. She was now fully aroused and didn't
want to take the chance of breaking the spell by making even the slightest
movement with her head. As she continued on she gradually let her eyes
close until they were shut. At that point, however, the old image of her
mother from so long ago appeared as if by magic. She quickly open her eyes
and turned her head to Janet and came face to face with almost the same
image. Janet look straight into her eyes and, it seemed, into her soul.
"Karen, you're the most beautiful woman I have ever known. I love you so
much, darling. I never knew that sex with another woman could be this
lovely. It's awesome -- and with my own daughter. It takes my breath
away."
Hearing these loving words from her mother filled Karen with an emotion
she had only had a hint of in the past few days. Now it was almost
overpowering. There seemed to be no way in the world that she could
express how she felt at this moment. It was a combination of the utmost
deep love coupled with an unparalleled depth of total lust and lewdness.
Nothing in her past experience came anywhere close to this feeling.
The headiness of her emotions drove Karen to both widen her legs and
quicken the motion of her hand and she continued masturbating until it
seemed she couldn't breathe. Then she had to stop, both from being
breathless and because her arm was starting to tire.
As she sat still a few moments but continued to look into her mother's
eyes she said, "And I love you, too, mother. There's no way I can tell you
how much." She then resumed her hand movements, but let go of her labia
with her right hand and raised it to her right breast cupping its heavy
weight in her palm. As she lifted it and let it drop a few times she
continued to squeeze and soon the tip of her nipple showed evidence of the
milk contained inside as a few drops appeared and slowly rolled down the
underside of her tit. Then she grasped the very end of her nipple and
softly twisted it, rolling it back and forth between thumb and forefinger.
Finally, she once again grasped it from beneath and, tilting her head
downward, brought the nipple to her lips and began to mouth it. The
pressure of the breast being forced upward along with her gentle sucking
now created a steady stream of milk. Since she wasn't really sucking the
nipple and areola into her mouth, but rather just manipulating it with her
lips the milk began to immediately dribble out and down her chin, some of
it continuing to her throat while the rest dropped off to fall on the
compacted skin of her upper breast.
This was almost too much for her, but at the same time wasn't enough and
she felt a faint vacancy in her body that she couldn't identify. In an
instant she knew exactly what she wanted and moved herself forward on the
toilet seat as far as she could while still keeping her hand between her
thighs.
Taking her mouth from her nipple without releasing her hold on her breast
Karen looked over at Janet who was mesmerized at the sight of her
daughter's shamelessly abandoned behavior. With flushed face and chest and
swollen lips she said breathlessly, "Mother, I know you just want to
watch, but I need for you to do something for me."
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