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Janet preceded her daughter back into the bedroom,
went to the bed and pulled back the covers and sheets. She then went
around to the far side of the bed and picked up the champagne bottle and
poured her glass to the brim following which she downed the entire glass
in one swallow.
"Wow, I got thirsty in there. You want some, dear?"
"Sure," Karen said, seating herself on the other side of the bed. She
picked up her own glass from the nightstand and held it out to Janet who
filled it. Putting the glass the her lips she happened to glance down at
the nightstand and noticed the four clothespins she had retrieved earlier
at her mother's request. After taking a sip of the wine she turned to
Janet and asked, "What did you want those clothespins for, mother?"
After a slight pause Janet said, "I'll show you in just a bit dear. I want
to take a breather for a minute, OK?"
"Can't you just tell me what they're for. You don't have to show me."
"Well, sure, I guess. Uh, what I'm about to tell you, you might not like
about me, but I want you to promise that you won't be judgmental,
alright?"
"Mother," Karen said in somewhat of an exasperated tone, "how could I be
judgmental? Huh? After all this?"
"I know dear, but there are some things about me that you don't know yet
and might find a little strange - things that I like that you might not
find quite as appetizing as I do."
"Come on, mother," Karen chided, "I love you. It can't be all that bad."
"Yeah, well, I don't think it's so bad, but when I was your age if someone
told me what I'm about to tell you I'd have thought they were real
perverts."
When Karen didn't say anything, but just continued to look at her
quizzically, Janet continued, "Anyway, over the years I've come to
discover that, uh, I find a certain amount of what most people would call
pain to be quite pleasurable, I guess you'd say."
Seeing the startled look on her daughter's face Janet hurried on with "But
I'm not into the really heavy stuff where people get hurt or injured."
"What then?" Karen asked frowning, not sure she liked what she was
hearing.
"Haven't you ever got so hot sometimes with your husband that he sometimes
bites you or slaps your ass - or you do it to him?"
"Well, sure, but that's not really painful."
"It's pretty much the same thing, dear, except I don't like to be bitten
although I do like to have my ass slapped now and then - there's nothing
that warms me up like a good spanking. I also enjoy the sensation of
having these clothespins on certain parts of my body, especially my
nipples."
"Your kidding, mom." Karen exclaimed.
"No, Karen, I'm not," Janet said seriously. "I really enjoy the sensation.
In me, at least, there seems to be a direct line from my nipples to my
cunt and I find the pain from the clothespins a real turn on. But just
because I happen to like it doesn't mean I expect you to so don't worry
about it, please."
"OK. I won't. Do you want to do that now?"
"Sure, why not. They're not much and they don't get in the way.
If you would, why don't you reach over there and get them for me."
As Karen stretched herself across the bed to retrieve the clothespins from
the nightstand Janet ran her free hand along her daughter's outstretched
body from her raised hip to the side of her breast remarking, "You sure
are a beautiful young woman, Karen. I feel so fortunate to have you for a
lover, even if you are my own daughter."
"I know, mother, I feel the same way. Here," Karen said softly as she
tried to give the pins to her mother.
As she took another sip of her wine Janet continued to caress Karen's
breast saying, "Would you do me a favor and put them on for me, dear. It's
always more exciting when someone else applies them rather than doing it
myself."
"Sure, I guess. How do I do it? And why do you need four of them?"
"I'll tell you how. First take one clothespin in your right hand and grip
the tip of my nipple with your left and pull it out." Karen did as
instructed and Janet continued, "Go ahead, really pull it out, stretch it
- that's it - now place the pin sideways over the back of my nipple as far
back as it'll go - yeah, right there next to the areola and gently let it
clamp down. Right, go ahead, dear."
As Karen released the pressure on the clothespin she looked up into her
mother's face and saw her close her eyes in a grimace which, however,
quickly turned to an expression of arousal.
"Oh, god, that feels good," Janet breathed. "Now do the other tit the same
way, Karen."
Her daughter did as told with the same results. When she looked down again
at Janet's breasts both nipples had swollen up beyond belief and had
turned an almost bright red.
"Now the other two, darling. And don't worry so much. You're not going to
injure me. Believe me, the feeling is exquisite.
"Take another clothespin and this time clamp it on straight from the front
so that it's pinned right on the tip of my nipple, OK?"
Karen did just as her mother asked which caused Janet to emit a low
grumbling moan and hunch her shoulders forward. Karen then took the other
clothespin, but instead of applying it immediately she said to her mother,
"Does it feel good too if someone pinches and twists your nipples really
hard?"
"Yeah, that feels good too, but the sensation is different."
Karen then reached a hand forward and grasped the exposed swollen nipple
still lacking the second clothespin and gently, but steadily, applied
increasing pressure to it and began to twist it. At the same time she
closely watched her mother's face and was amazed that no matter how hard
she seemed to be squeezing and turning the nipple in her fingers her
mother only moaned with what appeared to be sensual bliss.
"Doesn't that hurt, mom?" Karen asked, amazed.
"Oh, yesssss, it hurts. You do that so well, darling. The secret is to
start gently and increase the pressure slowly - not just all at once."
Then Karen suddenly let go of the nipple, leaned forward and flicked her
warm wet tongue rapidly all around it covering it with spit before
clamping the clothespin to it, again causing her mother to wince.
"Oh, christ, that's almost enough to make me come," Janet intoned as she
appeared to be totally immersed in the sensations coursing through her
body. All Karen could do was settle back and take in the scene in
wonderment.
As Janet sat on the edge of the bed with her daughter next to her she
leaned back on one hand and arm and moved the other between her legs and
began to run her middle finger up and down her slick pussy slit.
"This is too good to pass up, dear," Janet said, "you don't mind if I jack
myself off, do you. It won't take long - and then I'll do you like you
want, OK?"
"No, mother, I don't mind. You ought to know by now that I love to watch
you masturbate. But don't wear yourself out. And if there's anything you
want me to do just tell me, will you?"
For a few seconds Janet remained silent as she pleasured herself, but then
said in a husky voice, "Yes - there is something you can do for me if you
would. When I come - right at the height of the first spasm - slap me in
the face - really hard, OK?"
"Really hard?" Karen asked, surprised.
"Yes - really hard," Janet grunted.
Karen rose from the bed and stood directly in front of her mother with her
legs spread and her hands on her hips quietly looking down at her mother
masturbating and waiting for the moment to arrive. She was aroused enough
at this point watching Janet that she would have wrung her neck if that's
what she wanted. She also couldn't believe that she wasn't having any
qualms about slapping her mother in the face.
As Janet approached climax she raised her face to her daughter with an
almost pleading expression. 'What an amazing sight,' Karen thought, 'my
own mother, nipples painfully clamped, masturbating in front of me and
waiting for me to slap her face when she comes. It's totally bizarre, but
a tremendous turn-on!"
"Tell me when," she commanded to which Janet rejoined breathlessly, "yeah,
I'll tell you when - soon - very soon..."
"Jesus, mother, you make me so hot doing this. Come on! Cum for me. Do
it!"
"It's almost there," Janet hissed, her hand a blur between her legs and
her breasts jiggling as her body quivered, straining with the climactic
effort.
"Here it cums, darling. Get ready. It's - yes - oh, shit, oh yesss! It's
cumming - just - now. Do it now, oh please. Hit me!"
At just the point where Karen saw her mother's body go rigid she reared
back and brought the open palm of her right hand resoundingly across
Janet's cheek knocking her onto her side on the bed. This didn't deter her
in the least as she continued to jerk her cunt while she writhed in the
waves of the orgasm.
As she came down, Janet flopped backwards on the bed sobbing, causing
Karen to quickly mount the bed position herself on her knees next to her
mother.
"Are you OK mom?" Karen was mortified at the thought that she might have
done real damage to her mother.
"Oh, darling, my darling little girl, that was so beautiful.
Thank you so much," Janet panted, trying to get her breath back. "Yes -
I'm just fine. Here, dear - take these clothespins off, will you. But
watch out - do it very slowly and gently. They hurt just as much coming
off as they do going on."
Karen began to remove the wooden clamps as her mother instructed, but they
still caused obvious pain as Janet winced and grimaced as each one came
off. When all four where finally off Janet raised her arms and grabbed
Karen to her, kissing her deeply on the mouth.
As the two of them fell apart Janet said, "Come on, now, dear. It's your
turn again. Are you ready for it? For what I know you want?"
"I sure am - if you are," Karen said as she moved herself toward the head
of the bed, taking the pillows and mounding them so when she was settled
she was almost half sitting up.
"Why don't you just lie flat back, Karen. Wouldn't you be more comfortable
that way?"
With a sly grin on her face Karen said, "No - I want to watch, too."
When Janet still remained in her reclining position Karen finally asked,
"Well... I'm waiting. Whenever you're ready, mother."
"I'm ready too, dear. I'm just waiting for you to tell me what you want me
to do."
"You know what I want," Karen said hoarsely as she looked deeply into her
mother's eye.
"Of course I know," Janet rejoined, holding her daughter's eyes with her
own, "but I want to hear you say it. And I want you tell me what you want
in the most lewd and filthy language you can. You know, the stuff I would
have washed your mouth out with soap for if when you were younger."
Karen felt her face start to redden and her pulse quicken as she said, "I
want you to eat my cunt, mother. I want you to french my cunt with your
mouth - with your lips and tongue, until I cum. And while you're doing
that with your mouth I also want you to play with my pussy - stick your
fingers in me."
Hearing herself say these things to her mother sounded like they were
coming from another person, but the effect was the same; she felt she was
becoming almost viciously aroused, but she couldn't stop herself as she
continued, "Oh yeah, and I also want you to finger fuck me in the ass,
too. And while you're doing that I'm going to play with my own tits while
I watch you do it."
As Karen hesitated in listing her desires, Janet began to position herself
for the coming task by lowering her head toward Karen's crotch, but was
brought up short when her daughter interjected in a commanding voice, "But
before you start eating me, first I want you to kiss my legs - both of
them - all over. Use your tongue on them. Get them good and wet, from
ankle to knee and then work your way up my thighs until you get to my
cunt!"
Getting to her knees Janet asked, "Don't you want to take off your nylons,
darling?"
"No," Karen said harshly, "I want you to lick my legs with them on."
When Janet hesitated, Karen put a hand to her shoulder and demanded, "Come
on, just do it, for god's sake. Lick my legs - it turns me on."
Janet lifted one of Karen's nylon encased legs by the ankles and began to
run her tongue about the ankle and then slowly higher, twisting and
turning her head as she attempted to cover every inch. As she did this
Karen just watched her silently as she lightly caressed both her breasts
with the her fingertips. When Janet reached the knee of one leg she was
tempted to just dive into her daughter's pussy and get on with it, but as
she glanced at Karen something about her expression made her lower that
leg and lift the other one, giving it the same treatment.
When she had worked her mouth to the point where it reached the stocking
top and touched bare skin it caused Karen to jerk and bring her knees
together on each side of Janet's head. Gently but forcefully Janet used
her hands to part Karen's thighs as she stuck out her tongue and ran it in
a series of loops every upwards toward her daughter's swollen open pussy.
Janet circled Karen's pussy with her lips and tongue without actually
touching the turgid wet inner flesh. Putting her hands under Karen's
buttocks and grasping a cheek in each hand she prompted Karen to raise her
hips thereby affording a wide open path which Janet followed directly to
Karen's rectum. Sticking out her moist tongue and flexing it into a hard
point she then began to work around Karen's asshole until she finally
penetrated the sphincter causing her to emit a long low animal growl.
When she felt she had it wet enough she replaced her tongue with a finger,
slowly inserting it bit by bit while twisting and turning it. As she did
so she could feel Karen's asshole alternately tighten and relax in gentle
spasms. As she did this she allowed Karen's hip to lower until they were
back in contact with the bed at which point she took one leg and pushed it
into the air, spreading Karen's thighs as wide as she could. She then
wasted no time.
When she felt she had it wet enough she replaced her tongue with a finger,
finger, slowly inserting it bit by bit while twisting and turning it. As
she did so she could feel Karen's asshole alternately tighten and relax in
gentle spasms. As she did this she allowed Karen's hip to lower until they
were back in contact with the bed at which point she took one leg and
pushed it into the air, spreading Karen's thighs as wide as she could.
could. She wasted no time in finding her daughter's erect clitoris and
began to suck on it between her lips while flicking it with the tip of her
tongue.
As her mother worked on her Karen grew ever more excited until she felt
she was almost on the verge of swooning. Her breathing was heavy, ragged
and uneven and she felt feverish. As Janet continued to worry her clit
Karen ceased the gentle caressing she was giving her breasts and began to
squeeze them forcefully finally grasping both engorged nipples and
twisting hard creating a myriad of thin jets of milk which seemed to fly
off in many different directions.
Just then her mother began to force another finger beside the original one
into her ass and that with the strong sensation generated by her mouth at
her cunt Karen felt herself being lifted off like a rocket into space as
her whole being began to shake and quiver with the rapid swell toward the
peak of orgasm.
It hit her more forcefully than anything she had ever experienced before
and seemed to hold there forever until she felt that every muscle in her
body was in the jaws of a vice and she was powerless to utter even a faint
sound. Then the spasm released and with it her weight dropped only to be
followed by another spasm and another and another until they started to
weaken. Releasing her breasts and flopping her arms out to her sigh she
cried, "Mother - stop, please. I can't take anymore," and she rolled to
one side in an attempt to rid herself of the mouth glued to her cunt.
Janet then raised her head and at the same time withdrew her fingers from
her daughter's asshole which caused Karen to reflexively jerk once more
after which she lay almost frightening still in total exhaustion. Neither
woman said a word as Janet moved herself around so that she lay alongside
Karen, gently cradling her in her arms with her head resting on her
abundant, milkwet breasts. Both women remained in that position and fell
asleep.
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