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 The Game, Part II

   Beth and Julia never spoke to each other about the night they fooled
around.  They both realized how taboo the encounter was, and though neither
regretted their actions it was something they each individually thought
should never, under any circumstances, happen again.  Otherwise, they
continued to get along wonderfully and were still the best of friends.

   Beth started dating Scott during her junior year at UNC.  After
graduation he went on to become a producer for the local Fox Sports Net
affiliate, and Beth was hired as the girls' JV swimming coach and PE
instructor at a local high school.  Scott was a great guy and treated her
well; 3 years after graduation they were engaged.

   The two moved in together in an apartment in Scott's hometown.  But when
the wedding came along, Beth wanted to do things traditionally, so
following their rehearsal dinner, Scott got all the things he needed for
the big day and went to spend the night at his parent's house so he
wouldn't see her until the ceremony.

   Beth's parents were coming from out of town, so she arranged for her
father to spend the night with Scott at his parents' house, but she asked
her mother to stay at the apartment with her to help her get ready the next
morning.

   After the rehearsal dinner, Julia and Beth entered the apartment,
exhausted from a full day of prenuptial activities.  Beth took a quick
shower while Julia went to the guest room/TV room to get changed.  The two
just planned to watch TV together for a while before calling it a night.

   Julia opened her travel suitcase to find her pajamas, but realized she
forgot to pack them.  "I'll just ask to borrow a pair of Beth's," she
thought, and sat down on the foldout couch to watch TV.  To get a little
more comfortable, she removed her bra through the arm opening of her form
fitting white top.

   A few minutes later, Beth entered the room wearing a bathrobe. 
"Shower's all yours mom," she said.

   "I think I'll just wait `till morning," Julia said.

   "OK," Beth said.  She noticed her mother was sitting there bra-less. 
The form fitting white top really accentuated her glorious breasts,
including the large nipples pushing against the fabric.  "You're really
nippin' out there, you know," Beth said.

   "Oh, yeah," Julia said.  "Sorry about that.  I forgot my pajamas.  Can I
borrow a pair from you later?"

   "Sure," said Beth, and she sat down at the other end of the couch. 
"Man, my feet are killing me," she said.

   "Me too," said Julia.

   "Hey, you want to trade foot-rubs?" asked Beth.

   "Why not, I could totally use one," said Julia.

   Beth crawled onto the floor in front of Julia, took her mother's right
foot in her hand, and began radiating pressure from the inside of the
bottom of her foot outwards.

   "Mmm... that feels so good," sighed Julia.

   "It's been a while since I made you say that," Beth said, smiling.

   "Hey now, don't get fresh!"

   Beth smiled and continued rubbing her mother's feet, imagining where she
herself was sore and applying pressure similarly.  Neither woman spoke for
a few minutes as both recalled that night six years ago.

   "You know, we never did talk about that night," Julia said.

   "I know," Beth replied.  She knew this would eventually happen.  The two
were so close that there was no way they could avoid discussing what
happened for the rest of their lives.

   "Are you OK with it?" asked Julia.

   "Yeah, you know," Beth said, "it's just a little weird to think about
sometimes.  I mean, don't get me wrong, at the time I wanted to do it, but
sometimes the reality of it just hits me and I'm like, `I made out with my
mom,' and it seems so gross."

   "I know what you mean," said Julia.  "I felt like the worst mother in
the world, or some kind of pervert that should be locked away.  The worst
part was there was no one I could talk to about it."

   "I hear that." Beth switched to her mother's left foot.

   "Did you ever tell anyone?" asked Julia.

   "No," Beth lied.  She had, of course, told me.  "What was I going to
say," she went on, "`Hey, guess what, this one time my mom and I went at
it?'"

   "Well, at least you only had to get over one taboo.  I had never been
with a woman before."

   "It's not that hard to figure out what to do..."

   "That's not what I mean," said Julia.  "It's just... I don't know.  I
didn't think I'd ever do anything like that.  But, so, you're OK with it?"

   "Yeah, I'm fine."

   "You don't regret it?"

   "Nah.  I mean, like I said, I wanted to do it at the time."

   Neither spoke for the next minute or so as Beth finished rubbing her
mother's left foot.

   "OK," Beth said.  "My turn." Beth took her spot back on the couch, and
Julia crawled onto the floor in front of her daughter and began rubbing her
feet.

   "You know," said Julia, "I was worried about you for a while.  I mean,
not worried, exactly, but, oh, I don't know... that you were..."

   "A lesbian, mom?" Beth said with a little laugh.

   "Well, sort of.  I mean, what mother doesn't want her daughter to get
married and have kids and..."

   "And live in a nice house with a white picket fence, I got it." Beth
said.  "You don't have to worry about it.  I'm getting married tomorrow,
remember?"

   "Yeah, I guess so," said Julia, smiling.  She continued to work on her
daughter's feet.  "So, was there ever a time when you thought you might
be...?"

   "A lesbian?  No.  In fact, I haven't been with a girl since.  Actually,
well... no.  No, not really."

   "What does that mean?" Asked Julia.

   "Nothing," said Beth.  "I shouldn't have brought it up."

   "Come on.  You know you can tell me anything."

   "I...  no.  It's too...  I can't even tell you."

   "I'm not going to judge you, sweetie."

   "All right." Beth sighed and shifted a little on the couch.  Julia
noticed Beth's bathrobe open slightly above her waist, revealing most of
her breast.

   "There's this girl, Amy, who was a freshman on my swim team this year."

   "You didn't!" Julia said.

   "Mom, no, I didn't.  Let me finish." Beth sighed again.  "So she's very
self-confident and poised for her age.  I noticed that she would stare at
me during gym class and at swim practice.  God, I don't even know why I'm
telling you this.  It began to remind me of when I was young, how I thought
you were so beautiful and I admired your... body... and hoped one day I
would look like that.  She's skinny and not as developed as the other girls
so I thought it was a similar kind of thing."

   With that simple confession by her daughter, Julia felt a twinge of
pride, and the tiniest pang of sexiness.

   "Anyway, this one day she stops by during my office hours.  She came in
very confidently - sitting down and putting her feet up on my desk.  She
started off by saying she thought she wasn't getting enough practice time
in the water and she wanted to get better.  We talked about her fitness
program and she seemed to be doing everything right, so I told her that I
swam before school in the mornings and she was welcome to join me, if it
was all right with her parents.  She said they would have no problem.

   "So I told her great, that I'd see her at 6:00 a.m., and I thought that
would be it.  But she just sat there looking at me.  So I said `what?' She
said very calmly, `you know, you're very beautiful.' I was totally caught
off guard, and could only say `well, thank you.'

   "Then she said, `And I think you have a great body.'"

   Suddenly Julia was turned on.  She tried not to let Beth on to it, and
kept rubbing her feet.

   "I couldn't say anything," Beth continued.  "I was just like, `uh, uh,'
when she says, `just thought I'd let you know.' Then she said, `thanks,
coach.  See ya.' And left.  So I was a little worried about the next
morning - not so much the swimming part but in the shower afterwards. 
Nothing happened.  I mean, I could feel her looking at me the whole time,
and if I looked at her she would just smile.  It got so each morning I
would think about it on the drive to school.  I kept thinking about being
accused of something, or losing my job, or, or worse.  It was terrible.

   "One morning a week or so later, we finished our workout and hit the
showers.  She's looking at me and soaping herself up as usual when she
says, `Do you like my body?' `Amy...' was just about all I could get out,
and I gave her a disapproving look.  `Because I think you are really sexy,'
she said.  I told her thanks, but we shouldn't be having this conversation.


   "`Have you ever been with a woman?' she asked me.  `That...  is none of
your business,' I said, and turned away from her." Beth continued. 
"`Because I have,' she told me.  I was stunned.  I turned back to her and I
was like, `you're 14!  How have you been with anyone?' She said, `My
boyfriend made me try it the first time, but I liked it, so I did it a
couple times since.' I was stunned.  I just stood there.  She started
moving closer to me.  `But none of them were as pretty as you,' she said,
and she reached up and touched my cheek.  `Amy...' I said...  but she just
looked over my entire body.  She traced her hand down to my right breast,
caressed it, and said, `God, you're so beautiful.' Then she leaned in and
took my nipple in her mouth."

   Julia was rubbing Beth's feet harder and harder now.  She was wildly
turned on by her daughter's story.  Beth shifted as she continued,
unintentionally opening up her bathrobe even more.  "She's getting turned
on just remembering her own story," Julia thought, as she watched her
daughter's thighs rub slowly together.

   "All I could say was her name again, `Amy,' but I was getting hot, and I
couldn't stop her.  She worked my tits wonderfully with her mouth and her
hand, and the next thing I know I've got my right hand on her head,
stroking her hair, and my left hand moving up her side to her breast.  It
was cone shaped and small, no bigger than a golf ball, and I had to tease
the nipple out with my fingertips."

   Julia continued to rub Beth's feet and watch her shift uncomfortably. 
She knew now that she would masturbate furiously once her daughter went to
sleep.  Beth was almost in a trance as she recalled the rest.

   "She replaced her mouth with her other hand, and looked at me intently
as she rubbed me and played with my nipples.  Here I was in shock, and she
was calm and confident.  I wanted very badly to both stop and continue. 
She licked her lips, and leaned in toward my head.  I knew I was going to
kiss her.  Our lips met and locked onto each other.  Her hands felt so
great on me, so I kept fondling her breasts.  She opened her lips and I
followed.  Our tongues gently pressed into each other.  Slowly, patiently,
we began playing with each other's tongues."

   Julia was losing it.  She needed relief badly now, but desperately
wanted to hear the end of her daughter's story.  She continued to rub
Beth's feet, all the while with her daughter's bush and thighs rubbing
against each other right in front of her face.

   "I couldn't believe it," Beth continued, indeed getting lost in her own
story.  "I was making out with this 14 year-old girl in the school showers,
and I was powerless to stop it.  Suddenly I feel her right hand move from
my breast and make its way down...  down...  she slipped a finger into
me... I moaned in her mouth...  she pinched and rubbed my clit...  I...  I
was trembling...  I reached down and felt her tummy...  my fingers kept
going...  I could feel the beginning of her pubic hair...  and then...  and
then..."

   ...And then Julia opened her mouth and ran her long, wet, rough tongue
up the underside of Beth's foot.

   "Mom!" Beth cried as she snapped out of her trance.

   Julia took Beth's toes in her mouth and ran her fingernails up her
daughter's inner legs.

   "No, mom!  Don't!" Beth begged, intercepting her mother's hand and
hopping up off the couch.

   "I'm sorry..." Julia started.

   "What are you doing?" Beth asked, and started to cry.

   "I don't know, I just, I...  I'm sorry..." Julia stammered.  "I'm so
sorry..."

   "It's just...  I don't know.  It's the night before my wedding!  I felt
so guilty and confused about that girl.  I just needed to talk to you about
it...  and...  and...  tomorrow's my wedding day!" Beth began to sob.

   "Beth honey!  Oh, I'm so sorry!  Oh, please don't, please, no..." Julia
began to cry as well, and got up to comfort her daughter.  "I didn't mean
to..."

   "You didn't mean to what?" Beth asked.  "Lick my foot?  I find that a
little hard to believe!"

   Julia was taken aback.

   Beth continued: "Do you know what it's like to wake up every morning
knowing that once you made out with your own mother?  Do you?  That you
went down on her?  That you licked her asshole?  Do you have any idea? 
Because it's horrible!  And I'm trying to put it behind me!"

   Julia stood there, horrified by what she'd done to her daughter.  She
wanted to reach out and comfort her, as a mother, but was too afraid.

   Finally Beth gave in.  "I'm so sorry, mom," she said, still crying.

   "Oh, no honey, I'm the one who should be sorry." Julia went over and
embraced her daughter.

   "I just, I don't know.  I have so much on my mind.  It's just a crazy
time." Beth said, resting her head on her mother's shoulder.

   "I know, I know.  It's OK."

   They kept their arms around each other for several minutes, just slowly
rocking together as they tried to stop crying.

   Julia broke the silence.  "Just so you know," she said, "I really do
feel like the worst mother in the world sometimes.  Like it's all my fault
for starting `the game' with you in the first place."

   "It's not `the game.' It's just that things got out of control that
night.  Sometimes it's really hard to rationalize.  But it was never 'the
game.' I liked `the game,' it was like our special thing."

   Julia squeezed Beth tight.  "Well, it won't ever happen again, how's
that?"

   "OK, mom," Beth said, her tears ceasing.

   "It's all right now," Julia said, running her fingers through Beth's
hair.  "Everything's going to be OK"

   "Thanks," Beth said.  She rested her head on her mom's shoulder and
kissed her cheek.

   Julia turned her head and gave Beth a little kiss on the lips.  Beth
smiled and looked her mother in the eye, and gave her a little kiss back.
They stared at each other for a brief moment and then kissed again - warm,
full and long lasting, but closed mouthed.

   When they broke the kiss, Beth reached her arms up to her mother's
shoulders...  and traced her hands down to the ends of Julia's breasts.

   "Oh, Bethy, you don't have to play `the game' any more!" said Julia.

   "It's OK, mom.  I told you, I like `the game.' It makes me feel good."

   "Well, then you can do it as much as you like," said Julia.

   With that, Beth began lightly caressing her mom from her shoulders down
to the end of her enormous breasts in slow, light movements.  She didn't do
this intentionally as a sex act; it was just something that comforted her
from years of innocently playing "the game" with her mother.

   But for Julia, it was still her breasts that were being touched, and
despite the evening's roller coaster of emotions it did feel really good.
As Beth continued to caress, Julia became concerned that these actions
would just lead to more confusion.  "Sweetie," she said, "I didn't mean to
just dismiss your story about the swimmer.  Why don't we sit back down on
the couch and you can finish."

   The two women sat back down.  Once Julia was comfortable, Beth leaned in
and put her head on her mother's lap.  To Julia's astonishment, Beth
continued to lightly caress her breasts.

   Beth sniffled and began to finish the story.  "Nothing happened after
that.  As I was about to touch her, I heard a locker open and girls
chatting with each other.  It startled me - I broke away and went back to
my office." Beth squeezed her mother's left tit gently with one hand and
nuzzled her face into the right.

   Julia arched her back, surprised at the continuing affections.  She
wanted to say "lick me," but she managed: "Well, that's good."

   Beth continued: "After that we still met for extra training in the
morning.  But I just waited for her to finish showering before I took
mine." Beth snuggled her face further into her mother's right breast and
squeezed and lifted the left, running her thumb over the nipple.

   "She was a persistent little girl though, she told me one day in my
office that she was sorry if she scared me, and that if I was ever
interested, there was plenty more where that came from." Beth ran her
tongue across the fabric covering her mother's right nipple.

   Julia didn't understand in the least what was going through Beth's mind,
but she was titillated beyond belief.  She lifted her white top, and her
gigantic boobs plopped down right in front of her daughter's eyes.

   Beth didn't miss a beat, rubbing the milky softness of her mother's left
breast while encircling the half-thumb sized nipple on the right with her
tongue and giving it a long suck.

   "So," asked Julia, trying desperately to find the words to maintain a
normal conversation.  "Is everything all right with her now?"

   "Yes, although part of me is still worried that one morning I'll come to
work and the principal or this girl's mother or some cop will be waiting
for me," Beth said, using her hand to stuff her mother's right breast into
her mouth, lightly biting at the areola and nipple.

   "What about you?  Are you OK?"

   "Yeah, I'm fine." Beth flicked the nipple rapidly with her tongue.

   "Does Scott know?"

   "No.  I was too embarrassed to tell him." Beth buried her head in the
valley of her mother's chest, licking all over and smooshing the left
breast into her head.  She twisted her mother's other nipple with her free
hand.

   Julia, who for the most part had been holding her breath to keep from
letting on that she was extremely aroused, finally couldn't take it any
more and let out a sigh of pleasure.

   "Mother, is this turning you on?" Beth asked.

   "Oh...  I'm sorry.  I, uh..."

   "It's OK.  It's my fault.  I should have known that story would do that,
and I...  guess I can get a little affectionate." Beth kept on caressing
her mother.  "So...  I suppose you need...  some relief?"

   A jolt of sexual energy pounded through Julia.  "No!  I mean, yes, but
no, you don't have to do that."

   "Well, this is going to sound stupid," said Beth, "but I didn't mean me.
It would feel too much like cheating.  I mean, I'm supposed to..."

   "Get married tomorrow, I know," Julia said.  She decided she wouldn't
push the issue at all.  "That's OK baby."

   "But if you wanted to, you know, do it yourself, I wouldn't mind
watching." Beth said, smiling up at her mother from between her breasts.

   "Really?  You'd like to watch?"

   "Yeah, I mean, it might be kind of fun," Beth said, pushing her mother's
tits together and running her tongue across both nipples.

   "Well, I don't know, I never had an audience before.  Maybe we should
watch each other?"

   "You want to watch me?  Really?" Beth asked.

   "Sure."

   "All right!  Let's do it!" Beth said, rising from her mother's lap.  She
took Julia's hand and pulled her up off the couch.  Julia lost the rest of
her clothing and sat down in front of her daughter completely naked.  Beth
still had her bathrobe on, but it was open down the front.  The two busty
blondes looked each other over.

   Julia's clit was completely swollen and all ready to deliver her to
orgasmic bliss.  So she gently, cautiously rubbed only one finger into her
pussy and slowly across her mound, making tiny, light circles.  "This is
kind of a rush," she told her daughter.

   "Tell me about it," said Beth.  She was not as far along as her mother,
so she used the flat part of her fingertips to rub her clit vigorously up
and down.

   Julia sat enthralled watching the flurry of her daughter's fast
finger-work.  Still trying hard not to come yet, she continued with the
moist, tender ministrations of her own.  "Open your bathrobe for me," Julia
requested.

   "Oh, god mom," Beth grunted, pushing the cloth aside to display her own
large breasts for her mother.  "Play with your tit," Beth begged.

   Julia reached up with her free hand to massage her own boob and pinch
the nipple.  Seeing this, Beth followed suit and in no time they were past
the point of no return.  Legs spasmed, tummies trembled and faces scrunched
as both girls exploded into simultaneous orgasm.

   Both slouched over against the couch, heart pounding and completely
spent.  Julia gazed at her daughter.  Beth smiled and looked back into her
mother's eyes.  She plopped down next to her mom.

   "A taste of what you're missing?" Julia asked, holding up her right hand
to her daughter.

   "Mmm," Beth purred, sucking Julia's fingers into her mouth.  She offered
her own hand to her mother, who accepted it willingly as well.  The two
licked and cleaned each other's fingers thoroughly for a few minutes.

   When all traces of residual vaginal wetness were gone, Beth got up to go
to the bathroom saying, "I really have to pee."

   Julia climbed up onto the couch and sighed, smiling.  "How did I get
such an amazing daughter?" she thought.  She put her arms behind her head
to relax, took a deep breath, and zonked out.

   When Beth finished in the bathroom, she found her mother passed out on
the couch.  She didn't want to wake her over the pajamas, so she grabbed a
blanket from the linen closet and put it over her.  Beth retreated to her
own bedroom to sleep.

   Julia awoke the next morning aroused.  In the only dream she could
recall, she was swimming in a public pool with a 14-year-old girl.  The
girl kept pulling the top of Julia's bathing suit down and licking and
sucking her breasts.  When she tried asking her to stop, the girl slipped a
finger under Julia's bathing suit and fingered her to orgasm.

   The next morning, Julia awoke even before her travel alarm went off. 
She had planned all along to awaken her daughter with a massage on her
wedding day.  For this she had brought various oils and scents that she now
carried with her into her daughter's room.

   Julia quietly slipped her daughter's sleep top up and brushed her hair
off her back.  She poured the oil onto her hands and a little onto Beth's
back, and began working it into the muscles, rubbing and pressing down.

   "Mmmm." Beth purred.

   "Good morning, sweetie.  Happy wedding day."

   Julia kept up the massage.  She intended it to be full body, but based
on her daughter's comments and reactions from last night, she wanted to
keep it non-sexual.  So she carefully slid off Beth's pajama bottoms.  As
she did, Beth completely removed her sleep top.  Julia proceeded with the
massage, starting at Beth's hamstrings and moving all the way down to her
feet.  Then she started again from Beth's neck, doing her sides but being
careful not to touch her breasts.  She did Beth's back, and then finished
up on her butt.

   "That feels so nice, mom," Beth cooed.

   As Julia kneaded her daughter's butt cheeks, Beth opened her legs
slightly.  Julia finished up by smoothing out the remaining oil with her
palms.  When the pad of her middle finger passed over Beth's now exposed
anus, she pressed down on it a few times ever so slightly, feeling the
tackiness of the oil against the bunching skin of her daughter's sphincter.


   "Well, I better go jump in the shower now," Julia said, hopping off the
bed.

   "Wait," Beth said, "would you mind doing my front?"

   As anyone who's ever given a massage knows, it is next to impossible to
give a non-sexual frontal massage.  But Julia didn't mind.  She sat back on
the bed and poured the oil again.  She started with Beth's feet and moved
up, being very careful not to touch her daughter's pussy.  She worked up to
the stomach, and then came the big decision.

   Beth's breasts were gorgeous.  They were now nearly as big as her
mother's, and Julia was sure that once Beth had children they would surpass
even her own in size.  The only real difference was the nipples - while
Julia's were these two, giant protrusions, Beth's were still comparatively
small.  Julia certainly had no qualms about touching them, but she didn't
want to upset Beth.  She decided to do it.  After all, who asks for a
frontal massage and doesn't expect their breasts to be touched?

   She poured oil onto her hands and down onto Beth's breasts.  She poured
it directly onto her daughter's nipples and watched the oil form rivulets
as it cascaded down the glorious swells.  Julia gathered her courage and
began massaging.

   Beth didn't object.  She just lay back as her mother tenderly cupped,
squeezed and rubbed her breasts.  Julia was careful not to play with her
daughter's nipples, although she felt them sliding under her fingers and
palms.  After several long minutes, she couldn't take it any longer.  She
was enjoying this too much and was still aroused from her dream and the
memories of last night.  She trailed her hand down towards Beth's pussy.

   Beth intercepted her mother's hand and said, "Thanks mom.  I should
really start getting ready." She sat up and crossed the room, grabbing some
towels from a stack in the corner.  "Here," she said, handing them to her
mother, "you can use these for your shower."

   "Thank you, honey," Julia said, more than a little disappointed, and
headed into the bathroom.

   Several minutes later, Julia was out of the shower, toweling herself off
when she heard Beth call her from her bedroom.

   "Mom, can you help me with this?"

   Julia walked in the room with only her towel wrapped around her.  Beth
was wearing her wedding dress and trying unsuccessfully to close it in
back.

   "Sure," said Julia, stepping behind Beth and fastening the dress.  She
took a few steps back to admire her daughter.  "Wow, baby.  You look so
beautiful," she said.

   "Thanks mom." The two stood there looking at each other for nearly a
minute.  Beth, feeling very close to and proud of her mother, slyly asked,
"Madame, would you like the first dance?"

   "Oh, I'd love it!"

   "Well then, you better take off that towel.  I don't want the dress
getting wet."

   Julia took off the towel and stood before her daughter in all her naked
glory.  The two embraced - Julia's arms around her daughter's head, Beth's
arms around her mother's waist.  They slowly turned in circles, holding
each other tight.  Finally, Julia spoke.

   "Beth, listen.  I know you're having troubles with what happened between
us.  I want to you to know that you are my daughter first and foremost, and
I love you more than anything in the world.  There isn't a single thing I
wouldn't do for you.  And I'm so proud of you today."

   "Thanks, mom."

   "And I just want you to know that I don't think what happened was wrong,
or gross, or...  I don't know.  It was special.  I've never done anything
like that and the fact that it was with you made it even more...  well,
amazing.  I'm not going to lie."

   Beth nodded in agreement.

   "Now I know that this is your special day," Julia continued, "and I
don't want to ruin it.  But no matter what you think you should be feeling,
I just have to say this - you did know you were telling me a very sexy
story yesterday.  You didn't have to play the game, and you didn't have to,
you know, along with me, even though I'm so glad you did.  You also didn't
have to ask me to massage your front earlier.  And slow dancing naked with
you in your wedding dress right now has got to be the most erotic thing I
could even imagine.  Right now I want to..."

   "Mom-I..." Beth interrupted.

   "Shhh," Julia said.  "I'm going to kiss you now.  On the lips.  You can
tell me how you feel by how you kiss me back."

   Their eyes met briefly, and Julia moved in and placed her lips directly
on her daughter's.  They stayed that way for a while, Julia's mouth
slightly open in eager anticipation of Beth's tongue.  Beth's lips were
full, but closed.

   "OK, sweetie," Julia said, pulling the kiss away.  "I'm sorry if I was
inappropriate."

   "It's all right, mom." They continued to hold each other and started to
slowly dance again.  "You can still kiss me if you want," Beth added, with
puppy dog eyes.

   They smiled and kissed again, both with their lips full and moist, but
closed.  They turned as they held each other and danced to a song only they
could hear.  Julia began to lightly stroke her daughter's hair and the back
of her neck, while Beth took to caressing the small of her mother's back.

   As the minutes rolled on, the kiss was not broken and the two increased
the range of motion in their caresses.  Julia was now caressing her
daughter's exposed shoulders as well, and Beth's hand now brushed almost to
the top of her mother's ass.

   Julia purred and leaned into the kiss a little more, and felt Beth's
hand completely caress over the cheeks of her ass.  She opened her mouth a
bit to gasp and when she closed it she locked onto Beth's lower lip.  Beth
slid both hands down and held her mother's ass.

   "Mmm..." Julia purred, opening her lips slightly, hoping to meet Beth's
tongue.  She did not, so she lightly licked across her daughter's lips.  As
they continued to circle, Julia pressed her lips into Beth's with long,
sweet, kissing motions, trying desperately to urge Beth's tongue out. 
Finally she decided it wasn't going to happen, and broke the kiss.

   They held each other and turned for a few more minutes.  Their hands no
longer wandered - Julia's clasped behind her daughter's neck and Beth's
locked together along her mother's bare ass.

   Julia just stayed there enjoying the moment, recalling all sorts of
memories with her daughter and becoming a little emotional that she was
getting married today.  She made a little sniffle.

   "Everything OK, mom?" asked Beth.

   "Yeah, just kind of sad to think of my baby as getting married."

   "Don't worry mom.  Part of me will always be yours."

   Julia felt a little tingling coming from her rear, followed by another,
unexpected sensation.  It was her daughter's ring finger sliding up her
asshole.

   "Oh!" she gasped.

   Beth pulled Julia close.  She kneaded her mother's ass with her right
hand and wiggled her engagement ring finger deeper and deeper up her
mother's ass.

   "Oh, god Beth, Are you sure?!?" Julia moaned, as Beth began finger
fucking her mother's ass.

   "Fuck, mom, you turn me on so much," Beth said.  "This is so fucking
wrong but I want you in the worst way."

   Julia held on as best she could as her daughter explored her rectum,
until she couldn't take it any more.  She dropped to her knees and lifted
her daughter's wedding dress, crawling under it.  She undid the garter as
if it weren't there, slid down the panties, and thrust her tongue up
through Beth's labial guard.

   Beth dropped her right hand to her dress to push her mother's head into
her pussy.  But she didn't want to make a stain on it with the finger that
had just been up Julia's ass, so she sniffed it, and became immediately
turned on by the nastiness of it, and stuck the finger in her mouth.

   As Beth sucked her mother's ass juice off her finger, Julia ate her
daughter like a madwoman.  She licked and sucked Beth's clit and jammed two
and three fingers up her pussy.

   "Mom," Beth panted, laughing a little, "I can't come standing up."

   With that Julia emerged and laid her daughter down on her bed, then
lifted the dress and went back for more on all fours.  Julia did everything
she could think of.  She licked.  She flicked.  She sucked.  She fucked her
tongue as far into her daughter as she could.  She crammed fingers in her
pussy and her asshole.  Finally Julia coaxed a magnificent orgasm out of
her daughter.

   Beth made garbled sounds before crying out and panting hysterically. 
She quickly flipped over.  "I'm gonna eat you so good, mom," Beth
exclaimed.

   Her mother was still on all fours, smiling and admiring her daughter's
energy with Beth's wetness coating her face.  Beth plowed right into to her
mother's exposed backside.  She curled her hands around Julia's legs to
play with her mother's clit, and jammed her tongue far into her mother's
pussy and rapidly licked up to her ass and back down.

   Julia, who'd been aroused practically since the moment she walked in the
door, was very close to orgasm.  As her body began to tremble, she felt
Beth's tongue deeply invade her asshole, fucking and wriggling around.

   "I thought you said you didn't like licking your mother's asshole,"
Julia joked.

   "I lied," Beth said.  Her fingers, acting in concert with the tongue
work going on deep in her mother's ass, and expertly elicited an orgasm
from the slippery mound of her pussy.  Julia cried out in ecstasy, then
collapsed on the bed.

   Beth, too, rolled over, exhausted.  They lay that way for a few minutes
to recuperate, mother completely naked and daughter in her wedding gown.

   Finally Julia moved down towards her daughter's face.  "This is what I
want," she said, kissing her daughter right on the mouth.  Beth didn't
hesitate this time, and their tongues lovingly met and played together,
further enhancing the romantically slutty bond between them.

   "I love you, mom."

   "I love you, Beth."

   Julia peeled the front of the wedding gown down to expose Beth's tits.
"I haven't said hello to them yet," she joked.

   Beth arched her back as Julia affectionately washed and massaged her
boobs and nipples with her tongue.

   As Julia took one nipple between her molars for a teasing little nibble,
Beth said, "Let's make sundaes."

   "What do you mean?" asked Julia.

   Beth removed the wedding gown, and lowered her pussy right to her
mother's tits.  Taking one in her hand, she smeared it all over her pussy,
transferring all her natural juices onto her mother's breast.  Then she
pushed her mother's legs apart, gave her pussy a few quick tongue strokes,
and rubber one of her own breasts across her mother's moist folds. 
Crawling back up to her mother's face, she swiveled around until they were
in a titty "69," where each woman could lick their own wetness off the
other's boobs.

   "See," Beth said.  "Sundaes."

   "Honestly!  Where do you learn this stuff?"

   Mother and daughter began their adoring attentions on each other's
breasts, replacing the secretions from their own pussies with saliva from
their dripping tongues.  They worked each other expertly, sucking and
mouthing tit flesh while exciting each other's nipples.

   Suddenly the doorbell rang.

   "Oh my god!" Beth gasped.  "It's my bridesmaids!  We're supposed to
leave for the salon now!"

   "Here, I'll go get the door, you go do what you need to do," Julia said,
helping her daughter up.  They exchanged a quick but warm French kiss,
smiled and trailed their hands down together as they separated.  Julia put
on the bathrobe and went to answer the door, thinking, "I sure hope they
can't smell pussy on my face."

   Julia entertained the girls in the kitchen as Beth finished getting
everything she needed.  Beth finally joined them and corralled everyone out
the door so they wouldn't be late.  She hugged her mom.

   "Good luck, baby," Julia said.

   "Thanks mom," Beth said.

   "Oh, and um...  do me a favor." Julia pulled her daughter in close. 
"Think of me when he fucks you tonight," she whispered in Beth's ear.

   "I always do," Beth said, winking.  She turned and hustled out to the
car.

   Julia stood at the doorway, admiring her beautiful daughter as she went
to go get ready for her wedding.  She felt so much love for her.

   *-*-*-*

   Once Beth was out of sight, Julia went into action.  There were many
things she needed to do to get herself ready for the big day, so she didn't
have much time.

   She went to Beth's desk and began to rifle through it until she found
what she was looking for: The contact book for the girl's swim team.

   "Please let there be only one Amy..." she thought as she went down the
list.  Sure enough, there it was.  "Amy Gallo - Freshman." She scrawled
down the address and phone number and stuck it in her purse.

   Then she went to go get ready for the wedding.

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