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My girlfriend and her mother are so similar physically that they are often
mistaken for sisters when they go out together.   Lauren's mother is every bit
as attractive as she is, just older by sixteen years.  I am halfway between
them in age, and as you will see, I have come to appreciate them both.  Two
weeks ago, Lauren called me to cancel a dinner date that we had planned at one
of our favorite local restaurants.  It seems that she had been called out of
town for a job interview, and she suggested that I take her mother instead,
since the reservations had been very hard to get.  This seemed innocent enough,
and as Linda and I get along well,  I agreed.

When I arrived to pick her up, Linda met me at the door in a red velvet robe. 
She told me that she was almost ready and that I should relax in the living
room while she got dressed.  A few minutes later, she asked me upstairs to help
her pick out an outfit.  Linda has a well-stocked wardrobe, but she's a little
indecisive, so it didn't seem unusual for her to ask my opinion.  When I
arrived at her bedroom, the door was open and she was standing in front of her
closet, going through it one garment at a time.  As I watched, she took a dress
out, looked it over, put it back and took another one out.  She went through
this routine several times, seemingly oblivious to my presence in the doorway. 
She had absolutely nothing on, and I was mesmerized.

Her body was every bit as fine as Lauren's, and remarkably similar in shape.  I
was amazed to see that Linda had the same lithe, athletic build as her
daughter, the same flat tummy and long legs, and the same firm breasts...just a
mouthful with tiny, dark nipples.  She looked over and smiled.  "What would you
like to see me in tonight?" she said in a coy and teasing manner.  I could tell
from the look in her eye that we would not be going to dinner, so I walked over
until I was standing behind her and slightly to her right.  I knew that this
was a critical moment and that I had to act decisively.  "Something very soft
and very thin," I started.  I reached around her with my right hand and cupped
one breast gently.  "I want to see the curve of your breast, the flatness of
your belly, and the outline of your sex through whatever you wear."  As I
spoke, I ran my hand downward until the heel of my palm came to rest on her
closely cropped mound.  I started a gentle rhythmic pressure on the spot where
I thought her clitoris might be, and I started kissing her shoulder and working
my way up towards her neck.  Linda never missed a beat.  She started rubbing
against my hand in time with the rhythm I started, and she tilted her head away
from me slightly to give me full access to her neck.  I kissed her up the side
of her neck to a point just below her ear, and then I worked my way across the
back of her neck, trailing kisses like the pearls.  I could tell that she was
enjoying my touch, so I reached down between her legs with two fingers and
started squeezing her lips together between them, over and over, very gently,
still working her mons with the heel of my hand.  I could feel her starting to
get wet, so I let one finger slide into the slippery silk between her labia. 
There was nothing bashful about this woman.  She moved her feet apart for me
and put one hand over mine, pushing it down and pressing it firmly against her.
 She turned her head toward me and we kissed.  This was not a wild, forceful
kiss, but  tender and exploratory.  Our tongues roamed each other's mouths and
slid together.  Our lips barely touched.  Our eyes were open, and we both liked
what we saw.

She lifted her hand from mine and reached back to find my cock.  "Not yet," I
whispered.  "Let's focus on you for now.  We've got all night."  I lifted her
hand away and placed it between her legs, where mine had been.  Linda smiled
and started stroking herself.  She closed her eyes and leaned toward me for
another kiss.  Our lips met and she sucked my tongue into her mouth.  I cupped
her breasts one at a time, feeling their firmness, massaging them and squeezing
her tiny nipples until they stood out, firm and fleshy.  I ran my other hand
down the small of her back and felt the curve of her ass.  I slid two fingers
down between her cheeks and worked them forward until I felt her fingers coming
back the other way, and then I pressed my fingertips against her wetness until
they started up inside her.  Linda moved her feet a little further apart,
crouched down slightly, and leaned forward against my right hand.  It was a
clear signal, and I pushed into her until my fingers were all the way inside. 
She started rocking from side to side, shifting her weight from one foot to the
other and riding my fingers up and down.  I used just enough pressure to stay
inside her, and she did the rest.  Soon my hand was soaked to the wrist with
her sweet juices, and I could smell her delicious aroma.  She rode my hand
harder and harder, all the while lashing my tongue with her own, and after a
few minutes I could feel her starting to quiver and shake.   I could tell that
she was ready to come, and I pressed the tip of my well-lubricated thumb
against her other opening.  Linda broke off our kiss and, breathing heavily,
pushed back against my thumb.  I felt my knuckle slide past her knotted
sphincter and then she screamed and collapsed against me.

Her orgasm lasted for a good thirty seconds.  Her legs gave way, and the only
thing carrying her weight was my hand inside her.  As she twitched and groaned
she kept a deathgrip on my left hand with her pussy and asshole, so I stayed
inside her, steered her toward the bed, and lowered her  to it, face down, all
the while probing both openings as deeply as I could.  "Fuck me," she gasped. 
"Do it now, please."  "Soon," I said, "but first, I want to taste your nectar."
 Linda started to raise herself up from the bed, but I pushed her down into a
low crouch.  She was flat against the bed with her knees well apart and her
lovely round ass staring me in the face.  I pulled her to the edge of the bed
and knelt on the floor behind her.  I reached under her and lifted up so that
her ass was raised in front of me, then I put my thumbs on either side of her
swollen lips and pulled them apart, opening her cunt like a ripe fig.  Linda
let out a low moan and arched her back for me.  Her inner labia were like
glistening coral, and I licked them both in long, lingering strokes.  I leaned
forward and pressed my tongue against her firm clitoris, and then, very slowly,
I worked it back and up across her juicy crevice to the tip of her tailbone,
pausing briefly at each of her tender orifices, and coming to rest between her
asscheeks.  Linda groaned, "Do that again, please.  It felt so good...." and I
repeated the move, very slowly.  This time, I let the tip of my tongue slip
inside her pussy, and again inside her tight little bung, then I paused for a
moment and started all over again.  "More," she whimpered, and as I worked my
way back across her fragrant furrow, she reached back with both hands to hold
herself open for me.  I grabbed her hips and pressed forward, trapping her
clitoris between my lips and sucking it into my mouth.  I went to work on her
firm little bullet, holding it between my lips while I teased it with the tip
of my tongue.   For several minutes I stroked it, slowly at first, and then
building up speed and intensity.  Finally, I started circling with the tip of
my tongue.  Around and around I went, and I could feel Linda coming to the edge
of another orgasm.  She started trembling and thrusting, and I held on to her
hips and kept working her clit with my tongue and lips.  She let out a sound
halfway between a groan and a shriek, and went into frenzy.  I hung on until
she was spent.  "Oh God!  It's too much. Stop for a minute, please!"  I
released her hips and then I licked her from the tip of her clitoris to her
twitching little asshole.  "Mmmmm," she purred.  "That was delicious."  I
thought so, too.

I crawled up on the bed and we held each other for a few minutes.  I was
feeling pretty pleased with myself.  Here I was, still fully clothed, and my
partner had already had two powerful climaxes.  I was smoking tonight!!  We
kissed again, long, slow, and deep.  "You taste good," Linda said, "just like
me."  She smiled at me like she knew something I didn't.  "Lauren says that
you're the best lover she's had, and now I know why.  You really know your way
around a pussy."  I smiled to myself.   It was uncanny how much Linda reminded
me of her daughter.  They moved alike, they sounded alike, and they even tasted
alike. 


"Now it's my turn."  My lover smiled and kissed me again, slow and deep, and
went to work on my shirt and belt buckle.  She reached inside my pants and
pulled my cock up and out.    I was rock-hard, and she licked her lips in
anticipation.   "Now, I want you to relax and let me do all the work," Linda
said with a wicked grin.  I did as she asked, and she started by removing my
shirt, kissing my shoulders and nipples as she went, and working her way down
to my navel and then the tip of my cock, which was peeking out of my open fly
where she had left it.  She took just the head in her mouth, ran her tongue
around the ridge that separates it from the shaft, and then focused on the
underside, teasing and licking me with just the tip of her tongue for several
minutes.  This is a move that I taught Lauren, and it drives me up the wall.  
Just as I was really getting into it, Linda pulled away to get my pants out of
her way.  I raised my hips, and she slid them down past my ass and left them
bunched up around my knees.

She turned her attention back to my cock, and cupping it with one hand, she
started licking it slowly from the base to the tip, paying particular attention
to that sweet spot on the underside.  Linda's tongue was wet and soft, and I
was amazed by the delicacy of her movements.   She licked my cock with velvet
strokes and a look of reverence on her face.  She was totally focused, and it
wasn't until I moved to put a pillow under my head that she raised her eyes and
caught my gaze.  She paused briefly, and with a smile in her eyes, took my
swollen head between her lips and slid it into her mouth.  I could feel her
tongue working on my tingling tool, and I could see the hollow in her cheeks as
she sucked it in.  Linda pulled her long dark hair aside to give me a better
view, and with one hand cradling my balls and the other wrapped tightly around
the base of my cock, she sucked it deeper and deeper into her mouth.  I could
feel the back of her throat, and then she started bobbing her head and pumping
me with one hand, all the time squeezing my balls gently and rhythmically with
the other.  Up to that point, I had been fairly passive, enjoying the show and
the sensations it brought, but when Linda started moving on me, I couldn't help
myself, and I started moving with her, thrusting into her hungry mouth every
time she lowered her head.  Linda took her hands away and pressed my hips down
to the bed.  She pulled back.  "I told you that I would do all of the work,"
she scolded.  "If you can't keep still, I'm going to stop."  "I'll try," I said
weakly. "Please continue."

Linda liked being in control.  She ignored my poor cock for a couple of minutes
while she pulled my pants off and tossed them on the floor, and then she pushed
my knees apart and crawled up between my legs.   She started kissing the
insides of my thighs and licking the area between my balls and my asshole.  I
am very sensitive there, and it didn't take her long to figure that out.  As my
cock jumped spasmodically, Linda sucked my balls ever so gently, and then
slowly worked her way back up to the object of her desire.  She took my cock
back in her mouth and I watched it disappear between her lips.  I felt her
tongue, her cheeks, the back of her throat, and then she pushed forward and I
watched her soft, full lips slide down around the base.  She moved her head
from side to side, and the sensations were indescribable.  I struggled to keep
from moving, not wanting her to quit, and I could feel my cock getting even
harder as I tensed the muscles in my legs and hips to hold myself still.  Linda
pulled back slowly until those beautiful lips slid across my cockhead, and then
she opened her mouth wide and pushed forward, impaling herself on my steel in
one stroke.  She closed her lips around it, drew back slowly, and started
sucking the full length from tip to base and back again, over and over.  

I was doing my best to lay absolutely still. God, I didn't want her to stop,
the sensations were exquisite, but I was starting to lose control.  "Oh please,
I'm going to come," I managed to gasp.  "I can't help it."  Linda pulled back
for a second.  "Good, baby.  I want you to come.  I want you to come hard.  Let
it go."  She smiled and put a finger in her mouth, covering it with saliva, and
then she went back down on me, all the way down.  I raised my hips to meet her,
and then I felt her pushing against my tight little asshole.  With a twist, she
slid her slippery digit up inside me, encircled the base of my cock with her
other hand, and I was trapped.  Linda had me where she wanted me, and I could
do nothing but move to the rhythm she set up with her mouth and hands.  I felt
the waves of orgasm break over me, and I came harder than I ever had.  Linda
was merciless, and she pumped and sucked and probed until I could stand it no
more and begged for her to stop.  She pulled back, licked her lips, and
swallowed.  Then she crawled up beside me and kissed me deeply.  I could taste
my own come on her tongue.  "I saved you some," she teased.

We were both exhausted, and we laid there together for some time, running our
hands over each other's bodies, kissing, and fondling each other's favorite
parts.  After a while, we were both ready for a real fuck, and without a word,
I climbed between her legs and pressed against her wetness.  Linda raised her
legs, laid them against my back, and started to pull me up inside her.  I held
back a little and entered her slowly, inch by delicious inch.  She wanted it
all at once, fast and furious, but I decided to tease her a little, so once I
was all the way inside, I pulled all the way back just as slowly, leaving just
the head inside her slippery sauna.  "You bastard," she hissed.  "Fuck me,
now!!"  With that, Linda locked her muscular legs against my back and lifted
her hips up off the bed until she had wrapped her rippling cunt around my cock
like a clenched fist.  What a grip she had.  She was so tight...so wet...so hot
that I could not believe it.  My girlfriend's mother...who could imagine?   

We fucked each other that night until we were both totally spent.  We fell
asleep in each other's arms and slept deeply.  The next morning, I awoke to the
sound of running water.  Someone was taking a shower.  Suddenly, I realized
that Linda was still asleep beside me, and I started to panic.  The water
stopped, and I heard footsteps coming down the hall.  Desperately, I started
looking for my clothes, but they were nowhere to be found.  I was trapped.   I
was caught.  There was a knock at the door, and it opened.  It was Lauren. 
"Surprise!!" she cried out.  "Surprise!!" Linda joined in from behind me.   She
was wide-awake after all.  The two women laughed and giggled like a couple of
schoolgirls.  "Well, Mother, did I tell you the truth or what?"   Lauren looked
at Linda and then at me, and then they both started laughing again.   By now, I
was getting over my embarrassment, and starting to appreciate the honor they
had bestowed on me.  What a night.  "Yes, baby.  You've got a real keeper
there.  Why don't you two go have some fun.  I'll make breakfast in a little
while."  Linda smiled at me and at Lauren, and with a wave of her hand, she
dismissed us.  Hand in hand, we walked down the hall to Lauren's room.  We
would have our breakfast in bed.





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