Two Yummy Mummies by Jen L. Lee (C) 2015


As it was supposed to be a very hot day, Holly Jane Dorrough
hadn't planned on doing much of anything or going anywhere. It
was even a bit too muggy to do laundry, so she was just sitting
around wearing a baby doll Tee and shortie-shorts. The 32-year
blonde often dressed that way; her last boyfriend teased her that
she still looked like she was in her teens. Holly liked that
about herself, at 5'3" tall and with a 32B-24-31 figure; she had
no problem passing for younger. She often dated younger men,
although she certainly wouldn't have considered herself a
"cougar" as was the current term. Once if a while, for variety's
sake, she dated a more mature man who caught her eye. Holly was
an up-for-anything girl, she still liked to party and let loose
and younger guys went for that.

So, with nothing planned for that day, Holly was surprised to
hear the doorbell to her Condo ring. She went to answer it; on
the stoop were a very tall, nicely dressed black woman who
appeared to be a few years younger than Holly herself. Standing
behind her was slightly shorter, baby-faced blonde.

"Hello," The black woman said, revealing a smile that nearly
sparkled due to the whiteness of her perfect teeth. "Are you
Holly?"

"Yes, I am," Holly answered, wondering how the woman knew her
name. "May I help you?"

"I certainly hope so. My name is Diana and this young lady is
Haley, say hello Haley."

"Hi," the younger girl said. She was very pretty and Holly
thought to herself there wasn't something about sweet-faced Haley
that seemed familiar.

"Please, sit yourselves down, make yourselves comfortable. Can I
get you anything ... coffee, a drink?"

"Coffee would be lovely, thank you," Diana smiled. This woman
was, quite frankly, one of the most dazzling women Holly had ever
seen. Her companion was very sweet and quiet.

"She's very nice, isn't she?" Haley whispered to Diana, but loud
enough that Holly could hear them in the kitchen as she put the
coffee on.

"Yes, she is," Diana responded. Holly brought in three mugs of
coffee on a tray, with cream and sugar.

"Not that I mind company, it was a very quiet day here and almost
on the dull side.  Your company is welcome, but what is it I can
do for you ladies?" Holly enquired. Diana sipped her coffee and
spoke; it was obvious she chose her words very carefully.

"As I said before, my name is Diana. Diana Morrow and this young
lady is my daughter, Haley. She is also YOUR daughter."

It hit Holly like a ton of bricks; she nearly dropped her coffee
onto the expensive carpet. That's why Haley had looked so
familiar. She looked just like Holly's mother did when she was
younger! Holly's mother ... Haley's ... grandmother?

"Buh-but how did you find me, the adoption records were sealed,"
Holly sputtered out. She looked right at Haley, who remained
quiet and said little.

"When you have as much money as I do Holly, things can become
unsealed very fast. Don't worry ... we don't need anything from
you, save for your friendship. This little scamp just wanted to
learn about you and her family and I find it hard to refuse her
anything." Diana laughed.

Haley giggled. "I always get my way."  She smiled at her adoptive
mother. "Don't I, Mama?" Diana nodded.

Haley shortly became very lively and animated.  She wanted to
know about her past, did she have any brothers or sisters, what
about her family. Diana told her daughter to calm down and give
Holly a chance to breathe; this must all have come as a rather
large surprise. That most certainly was an understatement. Holly
tried to give her daughter the compact version of events.

"I was young and foolish and let the captain of the Football team
do what he wanted because he said he loved me. He moved away at
the end of the year, around the time I found out I was pregnant
with you. As I didn't have a lot of money, I had to put you up
for adoption."

Haley smiled and said she understood. Holly continued her story.

"My dad bailed on us when I was 12, so it was just me and your
grandmother. She doesn't live far from here Haley; I have no
brothers or sisters, only a few cousins. Your grandmother and I
are very close and you look a lot like her.  I noticed it earlier
but it didn't quite register at the time.  Now I understand. 
Haley, Diana, I've never married and have no other children, so
you don't have brothers or sisters, Haley. Diana, do you have
children?"

Diana smiled and said "No, this one is enough of a handful. I
never married either, but I wanted a daughter, so as I said, when
you have enough money, you can make anything happen."

"That must be nice," Holly said. "I'm a painter and until last
year, I got by, but I was `discovered' by a local Gallery and my
work began selling, so I was able to buy this place."

"That's how my PI found you, he saw your name in the newspaper,"
Diana told Holly.

"She's very pretty Mama, do you think we should tell her?" Haley
whispered, again loud enough that Holly could hear her.

"Tell me what?" Holly asked, curious.

"I don't know sweetie, do you think she can handle knowing the
truth?" Diana asked.

"Hello ... I'm in the room," Holly said, slightly annoyed. "I've
just met a daughter I haven't seen since I gave birth to her 15
years ago, how much more could you shock me?"

"Oh, quite a lot more, I bet." Haley giggled.

Diana sighed. "Haley is trying to tell you in her own little way
that she and I are lovers and we have been for some time."

Holly was shocked ... a whole lot shocked.  She looked at the
cute young blonde, who was practically pressed into her adoptive
mother and saw the teen's beaming face, then saw Diana also
smiling softly. Holly was struck speechless.

Regaining her senses after a few minutes, she spoke up. "I know
you two aren't technically blood relatives, but don't you
consider it incest?"

Diana leaned forward and Holly caught a whiff of her lovely
perfume. "I wouldn't care if it was real incest. I've made love
with almost all of the women in my family. I enjoy sex and don't
worry about rules that I think are rubbish."

Haley chuckled. "Besides, I came on to Mama last year. I knew
Mama slept almost exclusively with women and I figured out that
several of the women who visited us were more than `friends'. I
asked Mama one afternoon if I could do those kinds of things with
her."

"She was so sweet about it," Diana smiled, holding her daughter's
hand. "I told her that once she was 14, if she still had the
desire, I'd show her what being with another woman was all
about."

"I was so totally horny and thought my birthday would never
come," Haley added. "Mama took me to a lovely dinner; we acted
like girlfriends on a real date.  She bought me a pretty new
dress, shoes and lingerie for later. After dinner, she took me
home and made sweet, gentle love to me. Then, she girl-fucked my
brains out!" Haley giggled.

Holly couldn't stifle a small gasp of surprise. Haley laughed.

Diana explained to Holly "In the time since then, Haley has
become a very avid pupil of mine and my favorite bedmate. She has
her own room, of course, but prefers to spend most of her nights
in mine, whenever she or I aren't entertaining someone else. We
both have lovers of our own, some of them know our secret, many
don't. Those that do often enjoy us both at the same time and
those nights are exquisite beyond compare!"

"I-I'm sure they are," Holly said, still trying to wrap her head
around all this new info9rmation. "You're both very beautiful
women."

"Thank you, Holly ... would it be okay for me to call you Mom?"
Haley asked quietly.

"I suppose so, even though it will feel unusual for a while,"
Holly answered. "She looks very happy Diana, thank you for that."

"She's a spoiled little brat, but I love her to death," Diana
laughed, hugging Haley. "All she has to do is look at me with
those eyes of hers and I give her whatever she wants."

"She has my mother's eyes," Haley told Diana.

"Yours too," Diana said, leaning forward to look into Holly's
eyes. Then it happened. Holly didn't think Diana planned it, but
when she leaned forward, she brushed her lips against Holly's and
kissed her, sliding her tongue along Holly's mouth.

"Oh ... oh, my!" Holly exclaimed as she pulled away. "Why did you
do that?"

"I've wanted to kiss you since the moment you opened the door,
you sexy bitch," Diana growled. "From the way you reacted, I
think you liked it."

"No ... I'm not a lesbian!" Holly protested.

Diana smiled. "You don't have to be a lesbian to enjoy girls
baby, but if you're being totally honest with yourself, I bet
you're horny as hell at this moment."

"I bet she is too, Mama!" Haley smiled, standing up and taking
her mother's hand. Both of them surrounded Holly, Haley behind
her, Diana in front, giving her nowhere to run. Her ... daughter
... began to fondle her tits through her shirt and Diana began to
tug her shorts down her legs. Holly knew she should fight them
off, so why wasn't she doing that?

"You really want it, you're just a little slut, aren't you
Holly?" Diana moaned as she stroked the blonde's horny cunt.
"Just like my sexy little girl, it must be in the blood.  I'll
bet you get weak in the knees, thinking of, craving forbidden,
kinky lesbian pleasures, don't you? Just go for it, release
yourself and have fun with us."

"Yes ... Mommy ... let us lick your pussy and do all sorts of
nasty things with you, you know you want it!" Haley teased,
licking along Holly's neck and making her shudder. It was so
wrong and evil to be doing these things with a 15-year old girl,
but Holly sensed the girl's innocent face was only the façade for
a truly kinky personality.

Holly nodded; she couldn't find the words to express her arousal.
"Where's your bedroom, slut?" Diana said, acting more forceful.
"The three of us are going to get pretty fucking nasty; we should
have a nice-sized space to do it in."

"T-through there," Holly gasped as her daughter's fingers stroked
the lips of her cunt while Haley's adoptive mother pinched her
nipples. Holly's body was betraying her, her pussy was drenched,
but as it had been so long since she had been this aroused, Holly
no longer gave a shit about the morality of it all!

Holly was vaguely aware of who was doing what to her once the
three of them got into her large bed. She looked down between her
legs and saw Diana between her legs, licking her pussy for all
she was worth. Where did that leave Haley? She was about to find
out, a lightly-fleeced blonde cunt was lowered to her face and
she had little or no choice but to lick it. At first, she fought
it, her natural instincts leading her to resist. But after a few
minutes, she gave in to temptation and began to love the pussy of
the daughter she'd only just discovered. The
mother-daughter-mother combination had begun in earnest and Holly
realized just how much she enjoyed eating sweet, juicy teenage
cunt.

Haley's body was slim and perfect and Diana enjoyed it, her
daughter and her daughter's mother were so beautiful and fair. 
Diana had always enjoyed blondes, she liked the contrast of their
fair skin and hair to her own dark, sensual looks. Of course,
Diana never turned anyone sexy out of her bed and she and Haley
had enjoyed many romps with brunettes, redheads, blondes, Asians,
black women and sexy ladies of all types. But there was an added
bonus to this sexual encounter, watching her daughter and her
mother re-unite in this fashion was electric.

"M-more," Holly said, her voice going so husky with want it
surprised even her. Haley had already let her juices flow onto
her mother's face, now she wanted to switch places with her
"Mama" and see if her birth-mother was as delicious as Diana's
urgent lickings seemed to indicate. Diana saw the look in her
daughter's eyes, nodded and changed places with the younger
blonde.

"Lick me Haley, eat Mommy's cunt," Holly groaned, spurring her
on. Haley grinned and did just that, spearing her tongue deep
into Holly's perfect pink cunt and seeking the cream that flowed
from within. Meanwhile, it was Diana's turn to enjoy the fruits
of Haley's labors. She was quite surprised to find Holly was so
good at eating pussy, almost as good as sweet little Haley. Had
Haley come by it naturally from her mother's genes? Holly had
said she wasn't a lesbian, but had she ever been with a woman? In
the end, Diana decided that it didn't matter. They were all one
erotic tangle, a de-facto family of lesbian sluts.

"Eat my black cunt, you blonde lezzie bitch!" Diana snarled,
enjoying the way the lewd words rolled off her tongue. She and
Haley were often quite vocal during their sex, it was one of the
reasons she hired servants who knew the value of discretion.

"A lezzie bitch, oh yes, fuck yes, I am!" Holly groaned, loving
the way adorable little Haley was practically cannibalizing her
own pussy. Haley was really going down on her, she wondered what
the two of them would do with her next?

She was going to find out.  Now Diana moved from Holly's face and
began massaging her body while Haley continued to feast on her.
Diana's hands were like magic, working out all the day's woes.
She joined Haley between Holly's thighs and the two women brought
Holly to the best orgasm of her life.

The trio spent the afternoon having sex and enjoying a nice
dinner prepared by Holly, in addition to being an artist, she was
quite an accomplished cook. Holly thought a nice meal would be
the best way to end the evening, but Diana and Haley had no
intention of letting their new playmate off that easily. Once
relaxed, they took her back to the bedroom, put on a lesbian show
that got Holly aroused once again, then showed her some more
tricks from their arsenal. It was well past midnight when Diana
and Haley left. Holly picked up her phone and made a call.

"Hi, Mom. No, nothing is wrong. Yes, I know it's late, but you'll
never believe this ... I just met your granddaughter. Yes, that
one. What's she like?" Holly's face broke into a wide smile as
she thought of her sexy, auburn-haired 50-year old mother and
then pictured Diana and Haley between Meagan's long, tapered
legs. "Tell you what Mom, why don't you come for dinner Friday
night and I'll introduce you."  Now that she had fallen victim to
her own depravity, the newly-kinky Holly was eager to add others
to the depravity.