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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ (Authors Note: This is the story of Brenda, an attractive young widow with a teenage daughter. Despite her considerable sexual experience Brenda discovers that there are STILL new physical delights to discover. If you would like to read more about Brenda's sexual awakening as a young girl, please read our story "Baby Brenda.") Like Mother, Like Daughter By Lisa and Sharon Brenda pivoted the overstuffed chair from its usual position in the corner of her bedroom so that it faced the large mirrors that graced the doors to her closet. Settling herself comfortably in the chair, Brenda looked into the mirror. An extremely attractive brunette clad in a loose, red satin top just barely held up by thin spaghetti straps, and a matching pair of bikini panties stared back. Some thought Brenda narcissistic. That was true, but subject to qualifications! Brenda was beautiful! She knew it and appreci- ated it. But it was not the sort of blind vanity whereby Brenda could not pass a mirror without pausing to check her hair or makeup. Her self-appreciation was different. Her obsession with her body and her looks were very specific and very sexual! Brenda enjoyed sex. She definitely enjoyed sex. She enjoyed thinking about sexual acts. She enjoyed participating in sexual acts. She enjoyed watching sexual acts. Brenda, by any interpretation, loved sex! It was therefore very natural that Brenda enjoyed looking at her own body for it oozed sexuality. Her lovers, both male and female, had always enjoyed look- ing at Brenda's magnificent body. Why should she be any different? There was certainly a lot there to enjoy! Brenda was an exquisitely proportioned 5'7". Her lush hair swept to just below her shoulders, ending just before the commencement of the swelling of her beautiful, rounded breasts. Her breasts were like the rest of her, perfectly proportioned to her form and a magnifi- cent 'C' cup. Her waist slimmed nicely before it flared into the softly rounded hips of a woman. Her legs tapered gracefully to the ground and gave the impression of going on forever! The only thing that Brenda enjoyed more than looking at her own body was having someone else enjoy looking at it. The only thing she enjoyed more than touching herself was having someone else touch her. It didn't really matter if that someone were male or female, Brenda enjoyed the delights that each sex could give her. Only her husband, Frank, had ever been barred from the delights of her body. Whatever delights Frank found in the bottle most often obliterated any desire that he had for the delights of female companionship. Frank had once though made the mistake of coming home just horny enough to want sex and just drunk enough to think that Brenda might tolerate his loutish, inebriat- ed advances. The evening ended what might not exactly be called rape since it did occur between married individuals, but it certainly would qualify as non- consensual sex! When he was sufficiently sober the next day, Brenda made it very clear to him that should he ever put his hands on her again he would forever face the world as a pre-reconstructive John Wayne Bobbitt. One night, several weeks later, Frank, in a drunken stupor, took the express route off Canyon Crest Drive straight to the bottom of the canyon. That eliminated the muss, fuss, and expense of a divorce. His 'damage' was done though and eight months later Brenda gave birth to a happy, healthy baby girl. She and Bonnie managed quite nicely together over the next sixteen and a half years. While mother and daughter, they also cultivated a very special bond as two females facing the world together! While she made mistakes, Brenda tried to raise Bonnie with love, respect, and total openness and honesty, an approach that in this case seemed to have worked wonderfully! Of course Brenda had taken care over the years to avoid flaunting her love of sex in front of Bonnie, but neither had she cloistered herself! Bonnie was out for the evening on a date so Brenda had the house to herself. And she thoroughly intended to enjoy herself! The fact that she didn't have a lover for the evening in no way would prevent her from achieving the sexual pleasures she so des- perately desired. Frequently Brenda found pleasure as well as relief in masturbation. She had never considered pleasing herself to be an act of despera- tion, something to be undertaken only as a last resort when the absence of adult companionship had reached a breaking point. On the contrary, Brenda had never been one to reject the pleasures that sex might offer, and who knew how to please her better than herself! Brenda carefully studied the image of the temptress in the mirror. Only the shimmer of her long, lustrous hair surpassed the shimmer of her satin top. Though the top hid some of the rounded contours of her breasts, her hard nipples were quite apparent. She pressed the two protruding bumps with her fingers and shivered slightly at the delightful sensations that rippled through her body and telegraphed promises of greater delights straight down to her cunt. Brenda could feel the twinge of tension deep within her womanhood that commenced the familiar climb to even greater and more delicious responses. Brenda settled more comfortably in the chair and let her hands cup and cradle her breasts. With light, rhythmic motions Brenda caressed her soft, sensitive chest treasures. Sometimes when she masturbated she paid a great deal of attention to her breasts. Other times she almost ignored them and went directly to her pussy for her pleasure. Tonight was shaping up as a breast night! The satin felt exquisite against her skin. Slick and cool on her soft, warm flesh. Brenda marveled at how her mammary manipulation felt stimulating and soothing at the same time. The urge for flesh on flesh eventually won out. Sitting up slightly, Brenda crossed her arms and slipped the top up and off. She settled back and her hands returned to cuddling her breasts. Now she could enjoy the sight, as well as the sensations, of her beautiful boobies. Light, feathery caresses alternated with firm, intense strokes as Brenda squeezed and rubbed her gorgeous girl globes. When not playing with the full, rounded mass of her breasts, she was pinching and pulling on the hard little nipples that were standing so defiantly erect. Rhythmic contractions deep within her cunt grew stronger and faster as Brenda's tittie tantalizing created the desired result. She squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples as a delightful little orgasm pulsed through her loins. The moist evidence of her arousal was soaking through the crotch of her sexy, red panties. Brenda's hands left her breasts and cupped the soft bulge of her mons. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as her hips rolled her mound against her hands. It felt so good! Her fingers scratched lightly over the taut strip of panty covering her pussy. The sensations transmitted through to her female folds were wonderful! Up and down the length of her slit her fingers traced. A rich, earthy female scent filled the air. Her hips raised slightly as Brenda hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slipped them down over her beautiful butt. She then wiggled that beautiful butt back into her chair and pulled her legs up towards her. Down and off her panties went. Brenda splayed her legs apart and studied the wondrous little spot that was her pussy. Brenda had learned so much about pleasing her- self and others since her first tentative explorations of her pussy so long ago. From her earliest probing born of normal, natural curiosity about herself, Brenda had been driven to push her sexual horizons. Her discoveries about boys that summer with Tommy brought her first lessons about giving pleasure to, and receiving pleasure from, another and about the power she had as a female, over the male of the species. Her discoveries with Janey, her best friend from elementary school right through high school, taught her that love and sex with girls could be wonderful too. As much as Brenda enjoyed learning, she enjoyed putting what she had learned to good use! She knew from long experience the best ways to create exquisite sexual delights for herself as well as others. And she didn't intend to permit an opportunity to pleasure herself to slip away in idle reminiscing. Brenda's hand slid inward over her rounded hip and tight belly, heading relentlessly towards her lush, pouty sex lips. Down over these protruding folds her fingers danced. Her body shivered in response as her pussy trembled under the tender tickling touch. Her finger paused at the center of her slit, then drove inward, parting her sex folds and slipping deep into the warm tight sex cavern beyond. Brenda groaned and held her hand tightly to her crotch as her wiggling finger created new sorts of pleasures from within her body. Her free hand squeezed the firm orb of her breast and pulled and pinched her rigidly erect nipple. Her body squirmed and her hips rolled as new waves of sexual delight grew and surged. Lost in her self-induced garden of sexual delights, Brenda failed to hear the key in the front door lock or the footsteps coming upstairs. Bonnie had terminated her date quite early and promptly when it became obvious that not only was her date a loutish, ignorant pig, but that he also expected women to pro- strate themselves to him figuratively, and literally to do virtually the same as he considered it his due! Bonnie was certainly no stranger to sex and was certainly no prude, but she would be damned if she would ever permit herself to be basely used by some clod as a seminal receptacle without a hell of a lot of cash being involved! She heard the whimpering and throaty moans coming from her Mom's bedroom and knew those sounds could only mean one thing: sex! She was glad her Mom had found someone to please her and wondered if he was cute. Since Mom's door was ajar, Mom had inadvertently left her one way to find out! Not expecting Bonnie back home, Brenda had neglected to close her bedroom door fully. And just as her self-induced passion had kept her from hearing Bonnie, it likewise prevented her from noticing the cute little teen face peeking into her room! Bonnie stared bug-eyed and slack-jawed into the room. Mom wasn't with a guy! She was by herself! She was doing it to herself! And she looked like she was having a wonderful time! Bonnie had often wondered about her Mom's sexuality. She always figured that someone as pretty and as sexy as her Mom HAD to like sex. She had never before had any definitive proof though. Her Mom had always been pretty cool about sex stuff and had always treated sex as something to be approached openly and honestly, albeit cautiously, and not something to be a source of needless guilt or embarrassment. But she had also been very discrete about her own sexual practices feeling that an adult's sex life was not necessarily something a developing teenager could fully comprehend. Bonnie was sure getting some questions answered now though as she watched her Mom squeeze her booby and diddle her cunny. Unconsciously, Bonnie's own hand closed over her breast and squeezed it in rhythmic imitation of her mother's movements. She could not help but get turned on by the show that her mother was putting on just a few feet in front of her. Bonnie had recently become aware that a school friend, Karen, had the hots for her. That discovery had resulted in Bonnie spending considerable time of late contemplating what it would be like to go all the way with another girl. This had created a great deal of sexual tension within Bonnie as well as a very receptive audience for Brenda's inadvertent sex show. Very quickly Bonnie was brought to a significant sexual simmer. As Bonnie watched Brenda, she gradually lost the acute awareness that this was her MOTHER mastur- bating before her and began to enjoy the incredible sexual display of a beautiful woman pleasuring herself. Running her hands over her breasts and body, Bonnie's sexual simmer soon became a rolling boil! Without taking her eyes from her Mother's writhing form, Bonnie pushed her top and sports bra up to release her breasts from their tight confines. Normally Bonnie hated her clothes in this position though she sometimes tolerated it when a date desperately wanted to get at her tits and she couldn't risk actually getting topless. Right now though the only fact that mattered was getting her titties naked to her touch! Roughly she pulled on her breasts and rolled and squeezed them, directing towards her own titties her desperate urge to grab her Mother's beautiful round boobies that were on display before her. Bonnie's cunt felt hot and confined within her tight jeans. Aching with need, Bonnie opened her pants and pushed them down her legs. Not wanting to break herself away from the sights before her, Bonnie pushed the pants and her panties down to mid-shin. Now at least they were far enough down that Bonnie could squat slightly, opening her cunt up and giving her hand freer access to her hot sexual core. Her hand squeezed and rubbed the wet, open maw of her girlhood. Bonnie's frantic masturbation paused as Brenda paused her own ministrations and took her hand away from her pussy. Reaching for something hidden next to her in the chair, Brenda drew forth a long, thick, flesh colored dildo! It was about eight inches long and perhaps an inch and a half in diameter. Brenda cradled it between her hands and lifted it to her lips. Her mouth parted and her tongue flicked out and ran up the length of the dildo from its fat little mushroom head to the far end of its shaft. It was then that Bonnie noticed that this dildo had a unique feature. Near the end, a hole, maybe three-quarters of an inch in diameter, had been drilled through the base. After anointing her phallic substitute, Brenda lowered it and positioned the tip of the blunt mushroom head against the flowering wet lips of her labia. Slowly and gently Brenda worked the dildo's tip around her honey pot opening the lips of her sex and lubricat- ing her plastic lover. Once both her cunt and her cock were sufficiently prepared, Brenda slipped the tip of the dildo between her sex lips and started to slide it slowly into her aching, receptive cunt. Slowly the head of the dildo parted Brenda's folds, opening and spreading them for the length of cock shaft yet to come. Slowly the head disappeared into Brenda's cunt. The full labial lips folded over on themselves slightly and was tugged inward by the friction being applied against them by the dildo's girth. Inch by inch the plastic pecker wormed its way into Brenda's body. When only an inch or so remained outside her, Brenda grasped the base of the shaft and began to withdraw it from her depths. After a pass or two in this manner had opened up her cuntal passage for the pseudo cock, Brenda revealed the purpose of the hole in the dildo's base. Instead of holding the base of the dildo with her hand, Brenda stuck her middle finger into the hole. She could then pivot and pump the dildo by moving her arm, but she could keep her wrist stiff and straight. This eliminated the awkward angles that a wrist was some- times forced into in order to direct a dildo to just the right spot. Brenda had invented an ergonomic dildo! In any event, Brenda seemed more than satisfied with the design of her dildo and began to pump it into her cunt. Her hips and body bucked and twisted as she worked the cock to best advantage. Bonnie meanwhile got more and more turned on by the sight of her Mom fucking herself on that big, beautiful plastic pecker. Her hips bucked against her probing fingers and she started to pant and moan as the excitement built within her. Unfortunately for Bonnie, her excitement got the better of her. She lost her balance and stumbled. With her pants down around her ankles there was no way she could recover and she fell backward with a crash. Brenda was abruptly jerked out of her passion-induced euphoria and leapt to her feet. Mother and daughter stared at each other some- what stupefied. There was no way that either could hide or explain away what they had been doing. Bonnie lay there on the floor with her clothes half-off and with her hand still clued to her slit. Brenda was totally naked, flushed with sexual arousal, and with her dildo hanging from her finger, still glistening with her sexual juices. "Are you OK?" An inane question but the only one Brenda could think of as she stared at her half naked daughter lying on her back in the middle of the hallway. Bonnie nodded dumbly as her Mom helped her to her feet. The jeans had been so wrapped about her legs that taking them off entirely had been the only way to get Bonnie to her feet. Both women felt embar- rassed and uncomfortable and neither quite knew what to do next. Though Brenda had always felt that guilt or embarrassment had no place in sex, she had never considered the current situation. Muttering something about needing to talk, Brenda took Bonnie's hand and led her into the room. The two women went over to Brenda's bed and for a moment just sat there looking a little sheepish. Brenda finally looked up at Bonnie and cleared her throat. "I hope you're not upset with me. I would never have let you see me like this if I had ever known you'd be home so early." "Gods Mom! Upset with you? I was just hoping you weren't angry with me! After all, I was spying on you." The two women looked at each other and smiled. The worst was over! The love and concern that each felt for the other had overwhelmed any tendency there might have been toward blame or recrimination. Each knew that she was still loved and respected in the eyes of the other. There remained though another and perhaps more abstract problem. "That's the part I don't understand. Why were you spying on me? I mean I am your Mother!" "After the first minute or two it didn't even matter that you were my Mom. It seemed more like you were just a very pretty, sexy woman enjoying herself! And you were getting yourself so turned on I couldn't help but get kind of turned on myself!" This, in its own way, made a great deal of sense to Brenda. Dozens of times she had been aroused by the bodies of others or had used her body to arouse them. Maybe Bonnie was her daughter, but she was also a woman. And Brenda could well understand the delights of female to female sex. She had just never thought of Bonnie in a sexual context before! Sure, she had often heard rhythmic squeaking coming from Bonnie's room late at night so she knew that Bonnie masturbated. And fre- quently! But knowing something and actually being presented with the half-naked facts was something else. "I'm sorry I interrupted you Mom. You really seemed to be enjoying yourself. I bet you would have had a really nice cum if I hadn't broken your mood." "You seemed to have been enjoying yourself there too, honey. And I guess I can understand what you said about getting turned on watching someone. It's happened plenty of times to me. I guess it's just kind of a shock for me to have my own little girl being the one getting turned on by me." "I'm not such a little girl anymore Mom! And there's plenty about you to turn someone on!" While saying that, Bonnie's eyes were locked on Brenda's firm rounded tittie. Whether it was the fact that Brenda's boob was an exquisite bit of female mammary apparatus, or whether it was Bonnie's realiza- tion that she had once drawn sustenance from that breast, in either case Bonnie suddenly felt an over- whelming draw to Brenda's breast. Bonnie reached out and gently lay her hand on her Mother's breast. It was warm and soft and full and round. And Bonnie just HAD to possess it once again. She leaned over and gently sucked Brenda's nipple be- tween her lips. Brenda was at first a bit shocked. Then all the memories of Bonnie as a baby at that same breast flood- ed back to her. All the quiet hours Bonnie had spent suckling at that breast! And the pleasure that she had often felt while nursing. Nursing might well be a normal, maternal function, but having your titty sucked is still having your titty sucked! Apart from an in- fant's occasional nip, having your breast sucked feels good! So good at times that Brenda remembered sweet little orgasms triggered by her baby girl's sucking. Remembering those sweet, intimate Mommy-daughter times suddenly brought an incredible serenity to Brenda. "Oh yes baby. Suck Mommy's tittie." Brenda closed her eyes and pressed her daughter's face closer to her chest. Bonnie kept kissing and sucking her Mother's breast while reaching up and caressing and holding the other. For Bonnie too, the intimacy she was sharing with her Mother seemed abso- lutely correct. She broke her contact with her Mother and looked deeply into her Mother's eyes. Each woman could see the incredible love she felt for the other being reflected back. Brenda lay back on the bed, sliding over that Bonnie would have room next to her, while Bonnie paused only to slip off her top and bra which were still pushed up over her breasts and which were the only items of attire she still had on. Naked she slid into the spot Brenda had left for her and into her Mother's arms. Someone observing these two beautiful women at this moment might easily, and quite justifiably, fail to identify them as mother and daughter and instead mistake them for sisters! The true age difference between them was not obvious since Brenda had the body of a woman many years her junior. Bonnie meanwhile appeared far more mature and finished than most other girls her age. Accordingly, for Brenda it was as close to making love to a younger version of herself that she could achieve, while for Bonnie it was like making love with a completely adult version of herself! The kissing and cuddling that Brenda and Bonnie were doing was also doing a superb job rekindling their sexual fires. Those fires had been burning fiercely within both women before their unfortunate interruption. Now the simmering embers were fast being fanned back to white-hot intensity. Fingers sought out the molten core of their womanhood. Digits plunged into each other's tense, wet vestibule. Tongues flickered in and out of each other's mouth in desperate imitation of the manual stimulation taking place slightly further south. Both women were thrusting and grinding their pelvises together so enthusiastically that their hands were getting hurt! They grabbed each other by the butt and ground their pussies together eagerly. Both des- perately sought a release of the incredible sexual energy that was building inside them. Face to face pussy rubbing just wasn't providing the intensity of contact that either woman needed to take her over the edge. Their hips shifted slightly in opposite direc- tions to permit each to force a leg up between her lover's thighs and press firmly against her gaping engorged vaginal lips. With pubic hair tickling hip- bone, both Brenda and Bonnie rolled and thrust their cunts against their lover's leg. Their arms locked each other in embrace while their lips locked together in a desperate attempt to become one. Within milliseconds of each other, their frantic quest to please and be pleased was rewarded. Each woman buried her face in the hair and neck of the other while sounds of primal moans and pants filled the room. Rhythmic pulses of pleasure swept through them as their bodies drained themselves of their accumulated sexual tension. Minutes that seemed like hours passed before either woman stirred from her lethargic, post-orgasmic glow. Even then, only tender kissed and soft caresses stirred them. "Oh baby. That was so wonderful." Brenda's sentiment was the first to be vocalized. "Oh Mommy. It was! I never dreamed that it could be so absolutely, incredibly beautiful! I never felt anything like that ever, ever before!" "Mommy? Was it ever like this for you before?" Brenda opened her mouth to say no and then paused. Sweet memories of a young girl's wonderful evening with a very special friend flooded back to her. In thinking about it, Brenda marveled at how incredibly similar that other love session so long ago had been to this exchange shared with her own daughter! Both had been virgin experiences in their way. One introduced her to the joys of complete lesbian love and one introduced her to magnificent delights obtained through violation of one of society's most ancient taboos. One had led to many wonderful moments with many equally wonderful women. Brenda could only hope that this one would lead to equally rewarding results! -The End - We hope you have enjoyed this, our twentieth literary effort. Please feel free to convey comments and suggestions to us at BYMSAP@aol.com. 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