Four

© 2013

Fiction by Candy

 

 

My best friend Laura and I were in the midst of planning for a vacation when daughter Lindsay entered the kitchen.  We were poring over travel brochures and web page printouts spread across the kitchen table as she said, “Any nude beaches in there?”

I said, “I think we’re a little old for a nude beach, don’t you?”

“C’mon Ma, look at you.  You’re a MILF.  You should let it all out sometime and get laid.  How long has it been?”

“I’m not answering that question, especially coming from you, young lady.  And besides, why do you care where we go on vacation?”

“Well, Jess and I were thinking that you two shouldn’t have all the fun.  If you were adventurous enough to go to a cool nude resort or something like it then we could go too.”

Laura jumped in, “Sounds like a conspiracy to me.  You’re not interested in whether we show everything—it’s you two teenage nymphos who want to jiggle your tits in front of everyone.”

I said, “Is this sudden enthusiasm to hanging out naked with your mothers Jessica’s idea or yours?”

Lindsay smiled, “Both of us, actually.  Like, you guys are cool to hang out with anyway, and besides, Jess likes you Mom.  Okay, we put our vote in,” she said before leaving the kitchen.

Laura looked at me and said, “What do you think, Kath?  Our girls aren’t girls anymore.  It might be a good mother-daughter bonding kind of vacation, especially minus bathing suits.  Speaking of which, you still have that yellow bombshell bikini you wore to the Smiths’ pool party last year?”

“Yes, I still have it.  You’re serious about what the girls want, aren’t you?”

“You know, I think we’ve done a credible job of raising our girls by ourselves.  Maybe this is a way to show them we don’t look at them as kids anymore.  Besides, it’d be fun to let our hair down and be girls again instead of moms.”

“So, I guess you want me to try on the bikini?”

We walked to my bedroom.  As I pulled the bikini from a dresser drawer and got undressed, Laura closed the door and said, “I bet you got a kick out of your daughter saying you need to get laid.”  She walked up behind me and reached around to cup my now exposed breasts.  “What would she say if she knew you got laid all the time?”

“She’d say I was one lucky woman,” I said before turning around and kissing my best friend—my lover. While our lips locked and our tongues danced we fumbled with her clothes.  My breasts were larger, yet I loved the feel, the firmness of her smaller B-cups, not to mention her extremely sensitive nipples.  Her nipples were what I toyed with while we kissed.  She in turn grabbed my hips and pulled me to her, rubbing our pubic arches together, the tingling I felt a precursor to what was to come.

Laura whispered, “Ohhhhhh Kathy!  Take me…I need you!”

She lay down on my bed and I nestled between her legs, kissing and licking and leaving a trail of saliva from calf to thigh and beyond.  Her hiccup-like sounds turned to whimpering cries as my moist tongue circled her labia once before probing inward and upward.  Laura’s pink, engorging clit seemed to rise up to meet my tongue-tip.  As usual it didn’t take long.

“I’mmmmmmm cummmmmmmminggggggggg!” she bellowed.  I tried to shush her so Lindsay wouldn’t hear, but the healthy dollop of her juices on my tongue did something to me and I buried my face in her pussy and kept the pressure—and her orgasm—going.

Spent, she nonetheless wanted to reciprocate but I told her I was okay.  Having her climax like that was enough for me today.  “Do you think she heard us?” Laura asked.

“What do you mean by ‘us’…seems like you made all the noise.”

She blushed all the way down to her beautiful nipples.  “I guess I did, didn’t I?”

“What about what Lindsay said…a nude resort?”

“It would be kind of fun, bringing the girls along,” Laura said.  “Like I said before, Jessica and Lindsay aren’t kids anymore.  Why not let them bare it all and see everyone else while they’re at it.”

I said, “How much experience do you think they have?  Boys I mean.  Do you think they’ve had cock?”

“Good question, Kath.  I always hoped Jessica would confide in me that way but kids don’t often live up to that expectation, do they?”

“You’re right.  I hope Lindsay would feel free to confide in me.  We’ve taught them about personal responsibility and the consequences of life’s choices, like safe sex, and I think they’re okay.”

Laura cheerily said, “Then I guess we need to plan a vacation for four!”

I never did try on the bikini that day, although I tried it on later and it fit nicely.

We got the girls involved in the planning and we quickly zoomed in on a couple of Caribbean resorts that were both affordable and had clothing optional pools and beaches. Laura’s Jessica wasn’t as endowed in the chest area as the rest of us were, so I asked her how she’d feel about baring her breasts.  She blushed yet with no hesitation answered, “I’d like to show off mine, like, they’re pretty firm and my nipples get real hard when I take my bra off and there’s a cool breeze.  I bet guys will look at them even if they aren’t as big as Lindsay’s”

Lindsay mockingly stuck her tongue out and then said, “Sounds like rationalization to me.  Eat your heart out girl when the men ogle me first.” 

We laughed but I had a difficult time shaking the image my imagination conjured up.  That little warm coil deep in my belly heated up at the thought I’d see them soon.  Laura’s were nice, but I loved the kind of tits and nipples Jessica’s description painted in my mind.  She’s just a teen, best to think of something else.

Getaway day proved slow in coming, like many an anticipated time, though when it arrived we were packed and ready.  We’d chosen one of the all-inclusive resorts that promised clothing-optional fun and plenty of sun.  Money we saved because of frequent flyer miles was used on a mini-suite with two bedrooms so the four of us could be together.  The place was lush, the people already there tanned and happy, and the island staff friendly and accommodating. We set about unpacking and getting comfortable, although the girls were impatient to hit the beach.

I said, “Let’s be cautious on the clothing-optional front and wear bikinis until we see otherwise.”

Lindsay and Jessica reluctantly agreed.  Like me, my daughter was full figured.  Lindsay’s suit wasn’t as skimpy as mine but the little aqua blue number barely held her assets.  On the other hand, Jessica was a petite hardbody and wore a colorful thong bikini that was nearly all string.  Her mother, though having a great figure herself, looked almost matronly next to her.   I’d never seen Jessica with so little on before and a hum like a struck tuning fork vibrated deep inside me, south of my navel.

I figured later that my daughter thought I was looking at Laura.  She evidently read my arousal as she whispered in my ear, “Look Mom, we know you and Laura have something going.  Jess and I will make sure you have some time alone with her.  Jess is cool with it.”  She kissed me on the cheek and said a little louder “I love you, Mom.”

Laura said, “Let’s go to the pool first.  I want one of those tropical drinks with an umbrella in it before I take my top off.”

The pool area was filled with bronzed people but not crowded.  All the women were topless, while some men and women were completely nude.  I chuckled and said, “When in Rome…” and removed my top while Laura went to the pool bar to get her drink.  No one had to give the girls a signal.  Their tops were off faster than mine. 

Lindsay was already looking around, checking out the men while some of them checked her out in return.  As Laura approached with a drink in each hand, Lindsay said in a low voice, “Look at that black guy over there! He’s gotta have at least twelve inches.  I can’t believe it!”

The man in question was indeed a fine physical specimen, and it wasn’t just about his cock. He was probably used to the staring and more than likely relished it, able to show off to all what God had bestowed upon him.  Standing there at poolside he was ostensibly speaking with a nude, dark skinned woman with large breasts and even larger thighs, though he seemed to be looking at the four of us at the same time.  Whether unconsciously or not, his impressive cock bobbed upward a bit, hinting at the enormity his erections could become.  Laura handed me the drinks, while she unfastened her bikini bra.  I turned to say something to my daughter and saw that not only was her attention riveted on the man but she was flushed and excited.  The man knew the score.  He stared back at Lindsay, saw her arousal, and probably willed his cock to thicken and bob higher.

I handed Laura back her drink and beckoned them to follow me away from the immediate pool area.  Laura didn’t get it but the girls did.  Jessica whispered something to Lindsay and Lindsay nodded.  I got closer and held my daughter’s arm.  “No recriminations, but your mother has to know.  Have you had sex?”

“Mom, not now!” she answered, and that really was an answer.

“He was amazingly hung,” I said, “but something that big would probably hurt more than it would be worth.”

Lindsay emitted a nervous laugh while Jessica giggled.  Jess then said, “Someday she’ll figure out that men are gross and never worth it.”

“And how do you know?” Laura chimed in.

Jessica blushed and said, “I like girls, that’s all.”  She was looking at me and not her mother, and I watched the blush-red coloring flow from her face down to her chest, feeling the telltale flip-flop just south of my womb.  I had to forcefully take my mind away from those thoughts, as I imagined my bare breasts blushing too, not to mention my stiffening nipples.

Laura said, “Can we go back to the pool without you two nymphomaniacs drooling all over yourselves?”

Jess answered, “Alright, Mom.  I’ll look the other way and Lindsay promises not to wet herself again.”  Lindsay stuck her tongue out at Jess and then both laughed.

I said, “Okay, let’s go back and behave ourselves.”

We returned to the pool and did some sunbathing.  I teased Laura while rubbing on sunscreen, lingering at every sensitive spot on her lovely body until she made an involuntary moan that caught the attention of our two girls.  Lindsay whispered, “I’d better take over before you make her cum in front of all these people.”

Laura heard her.  “Why did you say that?”

I turned to my best friend and lover and said, “It’s no secret anymore.  They know.”

“Really?” she said before turning to look at Jessica.

“C’mon Ma.  We’re not that naïve.  Besides, I think Kathy’s hot, so I don’t blame you.”

“Hot, huh?” I croaked, “Pimping for your mother now?”

Jessica kept blushing, now an even deeper red.  “N…no…no…I just mean that Mom is lucky, that’s all. Lucky to have you.”

Lindsay said to her friend, “Jess, you better quit while you’re ahead.  Besides, I think it’s time to ditch the bottoms. What do you think?”

Jessica said, “I will if you lose yours.”  Lying on poolside chaise lounge chairs, I watched as first Lindsay slipped her bikini bottoms down and off her legs, with Jess’s thong going next.  I glanced at Laura as she shook her head, her bottoms apparently staying on for the time being.  I left mine on too.

Our loungers were in a row, Lindsay, then Laura and me and Jessica. While my daughter softly said to Laura, “That black dude with the monster cock is checking us out again.  Maybe I’ll give him a show.”  I wondered about this “show” my girl would give, however just then Jessica asked me to apply sunscreen to her.  I got out of my chair and sat on the edge of hers, picking up the bottle of lotion.  I froze for a moment as I looked at her tight, petite, naked body.  Her pubic region was shaved or waxed smooth and her puffy nipples were pink and stiff.  The way she looked at me sent chills through my body.  I felt my nipples stiffen considerably.  I tried to control my thoughts, yet as she turned over and I applied the lotion to her shoulders and back, my eyes drifted to her narrow ass.  As I inched closer I felt the heat and the first trickle of juice leak from between my labia.  After I applied the sunscreen to her ass and legs (not an ounce of fat on her!) she turned onto her back again.  The look in her eyes was unmistakable. Clearly she was a lesbian and somehow had her sights on me.  For my part I couldn’t deny my newfound attraction either.  I only hoped for her it wasn’t some jealous reaction to her mother’s relationship with me.

I pulled my attention away from Jessica for a second and looked across at my daughter.  Her “show” was in full swing, close to being masturbatory, rubbing herself everywhere.  What caught my eye was the way Laura was watching her do it.  Several men watched too, including the hung man Lindsay targeted.  All were at least at half-mast.  I glanced back at Laura.  This vacation could get interesting.

Jessica said, “Thank you,” and that pulled my attention back to the girl, who chose that moment to open her legs a little.

“You’re welcome.”  Being welcomed was exactly what I was thinking about as I went back to lie on my lounge chair.

After we’d had enough sun we returned to our suite and dressed for dinner. While waiting for dessert, Lindsay whispered to me to follow her to the ladies’ room.  “Jess and I are going to check out the rest of the resort,” she said once there. “Why don’t you and Laura go back to the room and, you know…”

“Sounds like a plan, sweetheart.  Thank you for understanding.”

I knew she wanted to say something else but hesitated.  Finally, “What is it like? Sex with another woman I mean.”

“You and Jess?”

“No, Mom, though I think she’s always wanted to do it with me but she’s afraid it would mess up our friendship.  I think Jess really wants to do it with you.  You should hear her talk.”

I was flabbergasted, maybe from hearing what I already suspected but discounted. “And how do you feel about that?”

“I don’t know.  I guess it’s a natural thing, like, you’re beautiful for your age and it makes sense that she would be attracted to a beautiful woman, especially one who is her mother’s friend and lover”

“Beautiful like you,” I said, and she smiled.

“Thanks Mom, now we better get back to the table.”

Back in our room later, Laura and I needed no urging to disrobe and jump into bed.  We did a hungry sixty-nine with both of us climaxing wetly on the other’s tongue.  I chalked it up to the island air (and maybe all the naked flesh we saw) that Laura was as horny as she was.  She was insatiable both in giving and receiving orgasms.  “Wow, something got you going,” I said breathlessly as I fell onto my back next to her.

She held onto me, slowly caressing one of my breasts.  “I don’t really know, but I have been horny since we left the pool.”

“You’ll have to point out next time who excited you like that.  I need to see who my competition is,” I said, smiling.

“No…nothing like that,” she answered too quickly, and that’s when I got it.  My daughter had turned her on!  Considering how much her own daughter had turned me on I couldn’t blame her for reacting to Lindsay’s exhibitionist show.  Laura, obviously looking to change the subject said, “What do you think our daughters are up to about now?”

“They’re probably looking to excise their horniness like we just did.  We can only hope it’s safely.”

“With each other?”

I looked into Laura’s eyes and said, “Hon, I know Jess is a lesbian. Are you asking me if Lindsay is too?”

“I guess so.  They are best friends…like we are.”

“The answer is I’m not really sure, but based on things she’s said I think no, not yet, but maybe she’s willing to experiment.”

“I think my daughter wants that…you know…to sleep with Lindsay.”

Lindsay isn’t the only one she wants I thought. I wanted to ask her if she wanted my daughter too.  I left that one alone.  We made love again and again until the girls came back.  Laura and I threw on robes and went to talk to our daughters.  They told us about dancing and men buying them drinks, uncarded.  “I know you’ll ask,” Lindsay said, “but no sex, mostly because I never saw Mr. Horse Dick.”  For her part, Jessica was very quiet.

I said to my daughter, “Well, for one I’m glad you didn’t run into Mr. Horse either,” then we all laughed.

Lindsay looked from me to Laura then back again before saying, “We may not have had sex, but it looks like somebody did, and it looks like it was agreeable.”

Laura kiddingly chided her, “Haven’t you learned to respect your elders?”

“That’s it, seriously, I respect both of you for being open with us about sexuality. Agreed, Jess?”

Jessica nodded and said.  “I think we have the best mothers in the world.”

“I’ll remember that next time I have to ground you,” Laura answered, which drew more laughs and ended up in a group hug.

That night we kept to our preplanned sleeping arrangements: mother and daughter together.  That was okay with me because Laura and I had already gotten sex out of our system.  In bed I asked Lindsay if she wanted to change the arrangement and sleep with Jessica.  “I’m not sure if I’m ready for that yet, because, like, she’ll want to have sex right away.  I mean I think I will try it eventually but I wanna make sure I’m ready for it.  Like, I really do like guys.”

“There’s certainly nothing to be afraid of, sweetheart.  I can attest to that.”  We were wearing nightgowns, nothing sexy, yet my newfound desire for women made me feel uncomfortable in bed next to Lindsay talking about sex.  And she dearly wanted to talk about sex. 

“What does it feel like, Mom? What do you do?”  Uncomfortable or not, I had a duty as a mother to explain. To all the nitty-gritty details Lindsay mouthed a series of wows and reallys.  When done she said, “Oh Mom, you make it sound so good that now I’m like super horny.  Would you be mad if I, you know…”

“If you need to masturbate then go ahead,” I said, unsure if it was the right thing.

Lindsay got up and surprised me by pulling a small vibrator from her stuff.  She pulled off her nightgown and lay back on the bed.   The vibrator hummed, she rubbed her breasts and tweaked her nipples with the other hand, and I had to pretend nonchalance as she stunningly climaxed, jerking her hips enough to considerably jounce the big bed.  There was no hope in hell that Laura and Jessica hadn’t heard the commotion.  What did they think was going on?  I knew there would have to be some explaining in the morning.

“You actually jilled-off in front of your mother?!” Jessica exclaimed when Lindsay embarrassingly tried to explain the noise while we had breakfast.

“Isn’t that what every girl does?” I jokingly said, causing Lindsay to roll her eyes and the other two to laugh.

Today was going to be nude beach day and the girls were ready.  We wore bikinis and wraps down to the beach, carrying our supplied beach blankets and towels.  One look around and the girls quickly got out of their suits.  Laura and I weren’t so quick, seeing all the younger bronzed bodies all around us.  I shrugged to Laura and removed my top first before reluctantly slipping the bottoms down my legs to the sand.  Laura was the last to get naked, and I knew she was nervous about it, possibly because more of her old stretch marks showed.  “Don’t worry about it, you’re beautiful,” I told her.  She smiled and blew me a kiss.

We paired up for sunscreen application, and Jessica rapidly volunteered to be with me.  She went first and didn’t hide her teen sensuality as she rubbed lotion on me almost as foreplay.  “That feels good,” I murmured automatically.

She liked that.  When she spread lotion on my pubic arch she said, “I like it when there’s no hair. I’m glad you’re shaved.  Mom should do it too.”

“I think your Mom is nicely trimmed and besides, it is a lot of work to keep it smooth, maybe more than it’s worth.”

“I think it’s worth it,” she answered while looking at my pussy, running her tongue across her lips which made me wonder if she even knew she did that.  I imagined that tongue closer and a shudder went through me.  Jessica saw it and responded, “It’s my turn now.”

If foreplay was what she wanted, I gave it to her.  Oblivious to Laura and Lindsay, or anyone else on the nude beach, I began to rub the sunscreen lotion over her body, spending much time on her taut little conical breasts.  In a short while her eyes were as big as quarters and she had her own small temblor.  Like she did with me, I worked down her flat tummy toward her pubic zone but didn’t stop there.  While she stared into my eyes I slipped a finger between her labia and searched for her clit. When I found it—or to be more precise it found me—I rubbed it, at first slowly before I went faster, almost a finger-fuck.  I stifled her orgasmic cry by clamping my lips on hers and kissing her hard.

By the time I caught my breath I realized that others were staring besides Laura and my daughter.

Laura didn’t look pissed off but she didn’t look thrilled either.  Jessica sat up and said to her mother, “Don’t be angry with Kathy. I sorta let her rubbing sunscreen on me get the better of me.  I’m sorry.”

I didn’t think she looked very sorry.

Lindsay didn’t say anything, though she did look confused, unsure of what just happened and how complicit I was in making it happen.  She tried to deflect things by commenting on other sunbathers’ anatomies.  It didn’t seem to work.

Later in the day when I was alone with Laura I apologized again.  She said, “She did play you didn’t she?”

I didn’t know how to respond to that.  “Is it a jealousy thing?” I finally asked.

“Who knows, though I can’t blame her considering how much I always want you.”

We were cool until sleeping arrangements came up for discussion later in the evening.  Lindsay surprised me by suggesting that Laura and I sleep together.  Laura was all for it, of course, although Jessica’s eager acceptance was the greater surprise, enough that I pulled my daughter aside and questioned her.

“Are you sure, sweetheart? You know she’s going to want something.”

“I don’t know, Mom.  I figured it was about time I try it, like we talked.”

“Okay, but as we always talk about, who you have sex with is forever you’re choice, no one else’s, either man or woman. You can say no to Jess and have Laura and me on your side.”

“I know that, and I also know you’re the best mom in the world for what you’ve taught me about adulthood.  I’m like gonna let Jess do what she wants tonight and if I don’t get creeped out and like it, well…”

I smiled and kissed her on the cheek.  “Then maybe we’ll see who makes the most noise.”

She chuckled and with a mischievous gleam in her eye said, “No contest! Laura’s the loudest always. You must really be good to her.”

That was worth a big hug.

That night the sounds of intense lovemaking echoed throughout our suite.  Once while I was cumming I recognized Lindsay’s voice scream “Yes!” a few times so I knew she was enjoying her first lesbian sex.  I imagined Jessica’s lithe body against mine and I was jealous, the current orgasm kicked up several notches.  Laura was pleased, not suspecting a thing.

The next day found us back at the beach where we staked out what was becoming our favorite people-watching spot (and a good spot to be watched as well).  We ended up arranged on our beach blankets Laura, Lindsay, Jessica and then me.  I didn’t think anything of it, though in the back of my mind I figured the arrangement was mostly for the girls to be together.  In what was becoming our very own means of foreplay, sunscreen application proved me wrong.

At first I thought it was a natural retaliation for what happened the day before.  Laura spent an inordinate amount of time rubbing sunscreen on Lindsay to the point it captured Jessica’s attention.  Jess looked at me a shrugged, as if saying “what gives?”  That’s when a bunch of guys stopped by our blankets and wanted to chat us up, different ethnicities yet all tanned, buff and dicks swinging nicely.  Their attention proved to be a bisexual litmus test.  Laura and Jessica cared less and were only minimally sociable.  I may lean one way but that doesn’t mean I’m immune to the other side.  Lindsay was a different story, and after some conversation they all knew where we stood (or laid, if I’m allowed to make a pun).  They beckoned us to go swimming and my daughter and I did just that.  In the waves, there was some light touching but none of it was pushy.  We were lavished with praise for our looks, and they kidded me about being Lindsay’s sister instead of her mother.  It wasn’t long before the dicks weren’t swinging anymore.  We were asked by a couple of the guys to meet later (“And your friends”) and they were crestfallen when I told them that our friends were our lovers and declined the invitation.  They left us good natured and went on the hunt for other women to pick up.

Lindsay was flushed, and as we walked up the beach she said, “The one who said his name was Carlos was right behind me, and I swear his cock was THIS close to my asshole.  Wow!”

“Yeah, and the dark guy with the thick one was trying to get behind me at the same time.”

She stopped walking and looked at me, saying “I bet if we were alone we would’ve let them. You think so?”

“Good question, girl, but I don’t think I’d let a man screw me, especially in public and especially in front of you. That would be gauche.  Hey, and what about last night? You sounded like you enjoyed it.”

She held my arm as if to stop me from continuing our walk up the sand.  “Let me tell you something.  I loved it but Jess made it clear that she really wants to sleep with you.  Would you do it?”

“As a lustful woman I’d do it in a heartbeat, but as a mother I don’t think so.”

“What if I was okay with sleeping with Laura?”

“Hon, remember what I’ve always told you. In sex you only do what you want, not just what someone else wants.”

“I know,” she said.  We walked the rest of the way back to our blankets and Laura and Jess.

As we approached, Laura said “Holy shit, you two looked like you were going to put on a show out there with those guys! You didn’t really…did you?”

“No…we didn’t,” I answered.

Lindsay piped in, giggling, “But not for their lack of trying.”

For the remainder of our stay on the beach and afterward the vibe surrounding the four of us changed somehow.  Maybe I was reading too much into it, but it did seem like mother and daughter were disturbed by our flirting with the men.  During dinner and beyond I paid extra attention to Laura in order to assure her that I was hers.  We dressed up and went to a nightclub that let the girls in without an ID check.  Laura and I danced while men tried to pick up the girls.  Lindsay and Jess rebuffed all advances by overt displays of affection between them.  Of course, then they were hit on by older women.  That’s when we mothers became the discouragers and laughed about it afterward.

Lindsay announced that she wanted to sleep with me, which appeared to disappoint Laura more than Jessica.  I didn’t understand her motivation although my initial reaction was that she didn’t want sex with Jess and wanted to talk with me instead.  Later in bed, as I was falling asleep, the bed moved enough for me to surmise that my daughter was masturbating.  She stopped when I stirred.  I whispered “Don’t stop on my account.”

She whispered back, the desperation clearly in her voice, “I need more,” by which I thought she meant her vibrator.  I didn’t pay much attention to her when she got out of bed and I proceeded to fall into sleep once again.  When she climbed back into bed and immediately put an arm around me I didn’t immediately react though my subconscious mind knew something was different. I felt her breasts press into me and that’s when I knew it wasn’t Lindsay.

“What are you doing, Jess?  Why are you here?” I said in a hushed, reawakening utterance.

“Ssshhh” she said, one hand at my mouth, the other at my breast.  “I’m here because I want you, and to let Lindsay know what it’s like to be loved by my mother.  Like you do.”  My hand mimicked hers, caressing and squeezing one of her marvelously firm, teen breasts.  As my hands exploringly traveled across her petite body I heard a few high-pitched moans of pleasure coming from the suite’s other bedroom.  For the second time Jessica shushed me before I had a chance to say anything. “Let’s not do anything yet.  Wouldn’t you like to hear how beautiful your daughter sounds when she’s being made love to?”

Actually, that sounded like a great idea.

Jess and I weren’t exactly idle while we listened.  She lazily sucked on one of my nipples while I had my hand between her thighs and gently pried her moist labia apart with my thumb.

“Oh…Laura…yes…YES!” was my daughter’s steady mantra as my lover became hers for the night.  Both were loud, their voices joined by a rhythmic creak of the bedsprings.

“They’re tribbing!” Jessica squeaked.  “I love that!”

“Then why don’t we get it on?” I said, the husky sound of arousal in my voice.

To the distinct sounds of Laura and Lindsay cumming, Jess and I scissored, furiously rubbing our hairless pussies together until we set clit against clit.  Her orgasm came quickly, her little-girl-sounding squeal quite pleasing to me.  I didn’t wait for mine.  Instead I swung around and went down on her pulsing pussy, lapping up every drop of luscious juice flowing from her climaxing vagina.  She cried, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Kathyyyyyyyyyyy” as another wave of contractions overwhelmed her—and soaked my mouth anew.

She coaxed me upward until I was above her and kissing her.  Her tongue went wild inside my mouth, as if tasting her own pussy juice was the supreme pleasure.  My pleasure was the sensation of my breasts rubbing against hers while we kissed.  When her tongue had enough of my mouth she pushed me onto my back and dove between my forced-apart legs.  The girl was more aggressive than her mom.  Jessica almost literally sucked an orgasm out of me, keeping me just this side of my clit’s pleasure/pain threshold as I screamed.

We became entangled with fingers flying and mouths open in ecstatic cries, one sweet orgasm after another, and therefore never noticed that we were joined in bed by the other two.  Laura took me over while Lindsay went to work on her friend, who quickly turned the tables and brought Lindsay to a spectacular orgasm.

“I’m cumminggggggg…AGAIN!” my daughter screamed as her climax shook the bed.

Or maybe mine had the greater effect on the bed’s rocking motion.  I couldn’t tell.

Not many words were spoken as Laura and Lindsay eventually returned to the other bedroom.  Jessica tried to explain her desire for me but I assured her it needed no explanation, jealousy or otherwise.  I asked her if she wanted Lindsay to be more than a friend long-term.  She said yes, so I warned her about the appearance of promiscuity.  “I can see that you’re a hot and horny gal,” I said, and she chuckled.  “Lindsay can be hot too, but deep-down she wants something steady, love beyond sex.  What most people want, actually, including me.”

“I think my mom loves you.”

“I think she does too, and I know we don’t tell each other enough,” I said as I contemplated on, no matter how we felt, that we were now fucking the other’s daughter.  We heard more noise coming from the other bedroom.  There is no doubt in my mind how amazingly arousing it is to hear another woman cum. Multiply that by two and it explained my need.  “Why don’t we get the last of our horniness out of our systems,” I said before placing my lips on one part of her young body and a finger into another.

“Oh…oh…oh…yes…oh…yes…oh…yes…OH…YESSSSSSSSS!” Jessica soon squealed and it tickled me no end, even if I was thinking about her mother as I did it.

When I awoke in the morning, I was surprised to find naked Lindsay sleeping next to me, not Jessica.  When her eyes fluttered awake I unashamedly held her to my bosom as I hadn’t done since she was a little girl.

She muttered, “Good morning, Mom.  You’re not mad at me, are you…for being with Laura?”

“Do I look mad?” I said and hugged her closer.

“No, but it is weird having our tits mashed together like this.”

“Okay, it is weird,” I replied and let go of her.

Lindsay smiled at me and said, “Before you ask, last night was the most wonderful night ever.  Laura is a fantastic lover who knew just what I needed, and Jesus, I never thought I could cum so much in a few hours!”

“Yes, she can do that, and I’m happy she was the one to show you how beautiful it can be.”

“And speaking of weird, the four of us together was weirder than weird.  I thought there was one time when it was you that was licking me, not Laura or Jess.  Was it?”

“That wouldn’t have been right, would it?” I said, unable to hide my grin.  “However, you are cute when you cum.”

“Oh, Mom…let’s change the subject a bit, okay?”  I nodded so she continued, “Laura does love you and I think you love her, so maybe all this fooling around no matter how much fun it’s been wasn’t a good thing in the end.”

I said, “I think you just told me the opposite.  I think this week’s fooling around—to use your words—made us realize what we should and should not be doing if we want a lasting relationship, and that’s definitely a good thing.”

“I guess we’ve already set our sleeping arrangements for the rest of our vacation, haven’t we?”

I chuckled and then said, “I guess you’re right.  Sleeping with Jessica’s alright, then?”

“Oh yeah!  Based on how much noise you made with her I’m sure she can teach me a thing or two.  Oooooooooooh!”

“I’m sure she will.”

The nude beach was getting old, and maybe the nudity itself.  Wherever we could we at least wore our bottoms.  Flashing our newly tanline-free tits was its own reward.  We didn’t get many more advances from men since it must be obvious that we were two dedicated couples, and therefore unavailable.

At our favorite club we managed to get the girls served, and it was comical to see them drunk.  Laura and I got them to our room, helped them get undressed and into bed.  A short while later as we fondled each other as lovers often do, we heard the moans grow louder and turn into shrieks of pleasure.

“Sounds good, doesn’t it?” Laura said as she tweaked one of my nipples that had grown stiff from her touch.

“It sounds better than good, my love.  I do, you know.  Love you.”

As her daughter unmistakably orgasmed with a warbling cry, Laura told me she loved me too. “Are we gonna let them outdo us?” she said.

After we talked about the future—our future—we indeed showed our daughters how much orgasmic noise a couple of hot old ladies could make.

 

 

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