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Lesbian Island
by Black (no address provided)

***

A mother and her two daughters vacation together on a 
women's-only tropical island. Clothing is optional, lust 
unavoidable. (F/FF-teens, inc, orgy, voy)

***

I disembark from the watercraft and get my bearings. I 
am standing on a long dock that juts out into the bay 
where our seaplane recently set down. The dock ends at a 
smooth white beach, beyond which is a tropical forest 
and a group of structures rising up among the 
vegetation. On the far side of the bay sits a stone 
keep, a lighthouse at its apex. The sun is warm on my 
skin, the sea breeze cool and inviting. The travel agent 
was right about this place – it's paradise.

With me are my two daughters, Sarah and Katy. Both are 
eighteen, having recently graduated from high school. 
This is our last trip together before they go to 
college, and I wanted to make it a good one. A "girl's 
vacation," as it were. They both eagerly agreed to go, 
especially given the exclusivity of this island getaway 
and recent events in the family.

I just divorced my husband, the girls' father, two 
months ago. I found him cheating on me. So it's safe to 
say that I have nothing but contempt for the whole 
species of men at this point. Thankfully, my daughters 
have been nothing but supportive of me.

There are three other women who accompanied us, a 
pleasant woman named Mirabelle and her daughters Jubilee 
and Miranda. Like us, they are first timers to this 
place, which my travel agent explained is a "woman only 
retreat", a day spa of sorts on a tropical island in the 
middle of the Pacific. There are no men on this island, 
nor are they allowed. In my state of mind, it's perfect.

"Mom, this is soooo beautiful," says Sarah.

"Look, are they sunbathing naked?!" exclaims Katy, 
pointing at the beach. I squint through my sunglasses 
and, sure enough, it appears there is a group of five 
women laying out in the nude on the beach. Apparently, 
the whole "clothing optional" aspect that the travel 
agent mentioned is in effect on the beach.

"That is soooo cool," says Sarah. "I want to go sunbath 
naked!"

"Ahem," I say to get their attention, which just makes 
them giggle. I smile at them to let them know it's OK – 
they know that I am pretty free about clothing, or the 
lack thereof, anyway, and we all discussed it ahead of 
time, agreeing that "When in Rome, do as the nudists 
do."

A short time later, an escort arrives to bring us to our 
own private bungalow. It's set up near one of the 
beaches with a wonderful view of the bay. As I unpack my 
things, my gaze keeps roving to the group of nude 
sunbathers on the beach, their gleaming tanned bodies a 
perfect accompaniment to the pale blue of the bay. 

As I watch, two of the women roll towards each other and 
embrace, locking arms and lips, as if it's the most 
natural thing in the world. Perhaps here, it is. A 
women's only retreat on a tropical island is bound to 
draw lesbians, after all. Or the bisexually curious, 
like myself.

Hmmm... Perhaps I might try a walk on the other side 
during this trip. It's been, what, twenty years since my 
last encounter with a woman during my freshman year in 
college. I was never strongly attracted to women, but 
then, the idea is... fascinating, especially in light of 
my recently-acquired revulsion towards men.

And what of my daughters, I think, while pulling on a 
two-piece suit. Well, perhaps best not to think on it, 
to just let them enjoy themselves without Mom getting in 
the way. I don't know how they feel about making love 
with another woman and, quite frankly, don't want to 
know. Live and let live.

"We're heading out, Mom!" yells Katy from the main room.

"All right, sweetie, have fun!"

When I finally finish up and enter the main room, my 
daughters have already departed. Fair enough. I exit the 
bungalow, intent on seeing what the island has to offer.

***

It's late when I return to our bungalow, having spent 
all day away in wandering the island and partaking in 
some its pleasures. The highlight was the best massage 
of my life given by a beautiful young Japanese girl 
named Miyako. It was all I could do to resist allowing 
it to go further – she was very generous with her hands 
and informed me quite frankly that she could make me 
feel even better, if I allowed it. My shyness got the 
better of me there.

In my wanderings around the island to follow, it was 
clear that the other women in this paradise were not so 
inhibited. I saw no less than five incidents of open 
lovemaking among women – at the pool, in the jungle and 
along the beaches. Apparently, the clothing-optional 
rules extend to sexual modesty as well. 

In each case, I stopped to watch, and none of the women 
seemed the least put out by my presence. The last time, 
one of the women even paused in her feasting on pussy to 
look up at me and smile in invitation. I almost gave in, 
as aroused as I had become by all the sexual abandon. 
But to have sex with a stranger...

When I enter, I hear the sounds of lovemaking coming 
from my daughters' room. I shuck my sandals and walk 
silently to their door, listening. I hear Sarah's voice, 
moaning in ecstasy. I also hear the sound of another 
girl feasting noisily on pussy. What on earth?

As I continue to listen, there can be only one 
conclusion: Sarah has brought another girl home who is 
making love to her, eating my daughter's pussy with 
abandon. I am shocked at first, never dreaming that my 
sweet baby girl was into women. Of course, maybe it's 
just this place, this island filled with naked beautiful 
women at every turn. Perhaps, like I saw earlier, Sarah 
witnessed a spectacle of public love-making that made 
her hot... and curious. Regardless, I am shocked. 

I should tip toe away softly to my own room, but I 
remain glued to the spot, listening. To my horror, I 
find myself getting aroused. Or rather, more aroused. I 
reach a hand down to my bikini bottoms, rub my mons 
through the silky material. God, what am I doing?! This 
is my daughter, I need to go away and let her enjoy 
herself, if that's what she wants, rather than perv out 
while listening. Yet I stay, my defenses already so 
thoroughly eroded after what I have witnessed today. 
God, I am so hot, and the sounds of slurping and licking 
and moaning from behind the closed door are turning me 
on more than I can stand. 

I reach inside my bikini bottom and begin running my 
fingers through my moist lips. God, I am so hot! With 
the other hand, I push up my bikini top and begin 
fondling my heaving breasts, my nipples rock hard. 

Suddenly, I hear Sarah call out, "Katy! I'm coming! Oh, 
I'm coming!"

"Mmmmmmm," says my other daughter, who I now realize is 
the one doing the feasting in there, "that's it, Sarah, 
come in my mouth! Ohhhhhhh..." And she goes back to 
sucking away at her sister's cunt.

I am more shocked than I have ever been. My daughters, 
having sex, lesbian sex, together! This is more than I 
can stand, I have to do something. I do – I rip off my 
bikini top, shuck off my bikini bottoms, and begin 
openly frigging myself while standing near the door. Oh, 
God, this is so wrong, yet it feels so right! As Sarah's 
moaning assumes a fevered pitch, my own orgasm is 
rapidly approaching. 

"Oh, Katy, commiinngg!!" cries out Sarah, her cries 
punctuated by the subdued moaning of her sister moaning 
passionately into her cunt while eating her. Sarah 
comes, and so do I, the orgasm ripping through me, 
causing me to slump down to my knees, body shaking, 
involuntary moans escaping my lips. Oh God Oh God Oh God 
Oh God Oh God... So Good...

When the orgasm has passed, I slump back the rest of the 
way to the floor, my fingers still working their magic. 
I turn my head towards the door and continue to listen.

"Oh, Katy. I love you," says Sarah.

"I love you too," says Katy.

I hear them kissing now, their mouths working. Then I 
hear movement, and from the sound of it, they are in a 
69. I hear Katy and Sarah, my precious baby girls, 
feasting on each other, moaning in lust into each 
others' pussies as they lick and suck and devour. They 
are noisy in their feeding, uninhibited. 

I have to see them. I have to. I get to my feet, naked, 
and slowly turn the knob, slowly ease the door in and 
open. It is dim within, the room lit by moonlight 
streaming in from their open windows and balcony, 
bolstered by lit candles to either side of the bed. My 
heart races, a molten heat racing through me as I see 
them there, together, molded together in a 69. Their 
golden skin glistens in the candlelight, their bodies 
undulating together. 

They have not noticed me, though my thinking is dim 
regarding the consequences if they do, and I step in and 
lean against the wall of the entryway. One hand returns 
to my breasts while with the other I play with my lips 
and rub my clit, all the while my eyes locked on them.

Sarah is on top, her face buried in her sister's shaven 
snatch. Her mouth covers it, jaw working as she sucks at 
it and wildly whips her tongue over the lips, the clit, 
everywhere. Katy is below, likewise with her mouth 
firmly clamped to her sister's snatch, her hands 
grabbing at Sarah's beautiful ass as if to draw her in. 
Now with the door open, I can hear their ecstasy so 
clearly, the sounds of their feasting and heavy 
breathing eclipsing all other sounds. 

They are oblivious to everything but the pussy before 
them, each of them devouring the other with a passion 
that I have never seen equaled before. They eat each 
other as if the world depends on it, with wild frenzied 
abandon, their mounting moans filling the room along 
with the sweet smells of their juices. 

God, this is the hottest thing I have ever beheld in my 
whole life. I don't care anymore that these are my 
daughters making love before me. A part of me resists 
still, but lust overwhelms all other considerations. I 
continue to play with myself, my body on fire as I 
writhe against the wall. God, another orgasm is coming 
on...

My daughters feast reaches a fever pitch as they bring 
each other to orgasm, openly moaning into each others' 
snatches as they continue to feed, relentless. As they 
come, so to, do I, unable to control myself from crying 
out, an earth-shattering orgasm taking me. 

I open my eyes – somehow, I have managed not to fall to 
the floor, though I blacked out for a moment. A thought 
comes through my lust haze: "What are you doing? These 
are your daughters? Get out of here!" For a moment, I am 
myself again. Then I look over and see that it is too 
late – my daughters have seen me.

"Mom!" says Sarah, looking up from between Katy's wide-
open knees. "What are you doing here?!"

"Mom! Oh, shit!" says Katy, trying to push Sarah off.

Sarah clambers back and reverses herself. She goes to 
her knees on the bed as Katy does the same. Both are 
looking into my eyes, waiting for an answer, for a 
response. Perhaps seeing my hesitation and what I have 
obviously been doing, Sarah reaches forward and 
encircles Katy from behind with her arms, pressing her 
front to her sister's back. Katy sighs and moves her 
hands up to cover Sarah's. They are naked before me, but 
face me together.

"Girls. I... I'm sorry... I... this looks bad, doesn't 
it?"

"You were masturbating watching us make love," says 
Sarah.

"Yes," I say.

"Why?" asks Katy.

Instead of answering, I walk over and sit on the edge of 
their bed, the level of arousal rising the closer I get. 
"Girls," I say, "how long have you been lovers?"

"Since today," says Sarah.

"Today," I say absently.

"We love each other, Mom," says Katy. 

"We didn't plan it," adds Sarah. "It just happened."

"Do you... regret it at all?"

"No," they both say in unison. They both smile, then 
Katy rests her head back on Sarah's shoulder, who 
proceeds to give her a quick kiss on the lips.

"Mom," continues Katy, "you were getting off watching 
us, weren't you?"

I look sheepish when I reply, "Yes, I was."

Katy reaches out a hand, and I take it. "It's OK," she 
says. "I mean, look at us, after all. Who are we to 
judge? You're not mad at us, are you?"

"No, sweetie, of course not," I say, reaching up to run 
a hand over Katy's cheek. "I love you both. If this is 
what you want, then who am I to say otherwise?"

"We shocked you, didn't we?" asks Sarah.

I chuckle. "That's the understatement of the year."

"Oh, Mom, I love you," says Katy, moving forward and 
wrapping me in a hug. I hug her back, forgetting for a 
moment the line that I am skirting. Sarah moves over to 
hug me from the other side, and I am enclosed by their 
warmth. My sweet baby girls.

I am reminded of the danger, of that line, feeling their 
smooth warm skin against mine, their hard nipples 
teasing into my arms. Instead of disengaging, I hug them 
closer, moving my hands up to run through their raven 
hair, kissing the tops of their heads. I feel each of 
them place a soft young hand on my thighs, feel their 
gentle caresses. My breathe quickens, my body feels as 
if lava flows through my veins. Their hands gently rub 
upwards, my legs parting of their own volition, as their 
nipples continue to tease my arms. 

They both look up into my eyes.

"We love you, Mom," says Sarah.

"We love you, Mom," says Katy.

Katy raises her head and gives me a kiss on the lips, 
soft and tender yet lingering, more than just a peck. 
She moves her face away, blushing. Sarah then takes her 
place, kissing my lips tenderly, another soft lingering 
kiss. Their hands continue to stroke my legs, their 
fingers now inches from my sopping-wet pussy.

My own hands have dropped from caressing their hair to 
rubbing over the smooth skin of their backs, questing 
downward. Oh, God, what am I doing, this is madness! 
This is incest! This is wrong! I have to stop this...

Katy moves in for another kiss, lips parted ever so 
slightly. I feel her lips on mine, and I respond, this 
kiss longer than the last, our lips parted to share a 
single breathe. She blushes furiously as she disengages, 
and then Sarah moves in, bolder than her sister. Her 
lips meld to mine, opening with mine, and our tongues 
touch and slowly begin to dance together. I feel their 
hands on my thighs, so perilously close to my mons, my 
legs spread wide open for their touch. My own hands have 
worked down to their lower backs, lower still as I feel 
the beginning curves of their smooth young asses. 

I am lost.

Sarah disengages and looks to her sister. They move 
together, their faces only inches in front of me, and 
kiss passionately and deeply, lips wide and tongues 
working. At the same time, I feel their fingers meet 
over my mons, the questing tips rubbing over my moist 
lips, and I moan loudly, all the while my own hands now 
each covering a globe of my daughters' ass. 

I am so lost.

Their lips part, and then Katy turns to me, both her 
hands coming up to enclose my face as she kisses me. I 
open wide for her, our lips stretched apart, our tongues 
working wonderfully together, our breathes shared. I 
feel Sarah pull away, so I move my free hand to Katy's 
chest, kneading her smooth breast flesh and caressing 
the nipples. She responds by lowering her hands from my 
head, both going to enclose my own breasts. All the 
while, I have felt Sarah's fingers on my pussy, parting 
the lips to rub up and down them, to my clit, touching 
and holding me. 

Suddenly, I feel a wet tongue on my engorged lips – 
Sarah has begun to eat me. I moan loudly into Katy's 
mouth, our kiss continuing, as I feel Sarah's tongue 
swab up and down, parting my lips, before I feel her 
whole mouth on me, devouring. I have never felt such 
ecstasy. Hopelessly distracted, I break off the kiss 
with Katy and look down to see Sarah with her face 
buried in my snatch, mouth working furiously while her 
eyes meet mine. Oh Gooooddddd!!!

I lean back, or rather collapse back, onto the bed, my 
legs wide-open to Sarah's continued feeding. She is 
sooooo good at this, if not in technique then certainly 
in enthusiasm, as she frenziedly devours my cunt, 
moaning into it in lust as she did with her sister. Katy 
lowers her head to my breasts, licking and sucking at 
the nipples, flicking them, increasing my lust. It is 
more than I can stand, and I cry out as another orgasm 
rips through me, this one caused by my own flesh and 
blood.

As I regain some semblance of clarity, I still feel 
Sarah feasting on me.

"Oh, yes, Sarah, Oh baby, you're so good at this," I 
say.

"Mmmmm, Mom, you're pussy is so tasty, I love it, 
ohhhhh," she pauses in her feasting long enough to say.

I run my eyes over Katy's gorgeous young body, the 
smooth tanned skin, the firm taut tits, the slim waist, 
the perfect curve of her ass, the long athletic legs. I 
want her, want her more badly than I've ever wanted 
anyone, even my ex-husband. I want my sweet daughter, my 
baby girl, I want to devour her sweet pussy and make her 
come in my mouth. I have never felt this level of 
passion for another woman, until now. 

I caress Katy's back and ass, bring my hand over to her 
front, run it over her breasts and up her firm tummy, up 
and up until I feel my finger part her lips. She sighs 
in pleasure, still feasting on my nipples, as I begin to 
rub between her lips and flick at her clit. She is 
dripping wet, and I slowly dip a finger into her, 
causing her to moan.

She looks up at me as she is mouthing a nipple, and I 
look back with unbridled lust into her eyes and lip my 
lips. She understands, disengaging from my breasts and 
sitting up. Then, as if in a dream, or perhaps a 
nightmare, as if time has stood still, she slowly shifts 
position to raise a leg up and over my head, straddling 
my face. Her sweet young shaved pussy is now inches from 
my lips. The lips are puffy and flared open, glistening 
with her juices. So wet, so beautiful, so perfect. Can I 
really be about to do this, to eat my own daughter, to 
commit incest? There is no turning back after this.

There is no turning back.

I open my mouth while pulling her down to me. In one 
motion, my mouth covers her, my tongue snaking out to 
run between her lips, to penetrate them, to kiss her 
with the same passion with which we kissed before. No, 
more passion, for as I taste her, as the scent hits me 
and I begin to drink at her juices as I tongue her, I 
lose the ability to think. I am motivated by one desire 
in all the world, to devour my sweet daughter's pussy. 

All my focus is now on this, the moment I have waited my 
entire life for, the culmination of my very existence, 
to eat my daughter until she comes. I have her ass in my 
hands, pulling her cunt into my mouth, as I hungrily 
slurp and lick and suck, moaning rapturously at the pure 
joy of drinking one daughter's juices while my other 
daughter does the same to me. 

I have enough presence to open my eyes and look up. Katy 
is staring down into my eyes, her mouth open, panting 
and moaning, as her hands stroke my hair. We lock lust-
filled eyes, lost in each other, in our lovemaking, in 
the absolute certainty of the rightness of this moment 
when mother and daughter truly and irrevocably bond. At 
the same time, Sarah continues to devour me, moaning 
with lust as she does so, and I feel my own orgasm 
approaching. The timing is good, for Katy is on the 
verge herself. 

As the orgasm rips through me, I focus all my will on 
bringing Katy to climax, knowing that I have succeeded 
as, in the midst of a torrential orgasm, I feel her body 
shake as she cries out and her juices flood my tongue.

Kathy collapses to the side as Samantha finishes licking 
the juices off my inner thighs, my body quivering with 
after-shocks. I drag myself up more fully onto the bed 
as Sarah joins us in a three-way embrace, our naked 
bodies pressed together, our hands and mouths roaming.

"Your turn, now," I say to Sarah.

I disengage from our embrace and move down the bed. 
Sarah opens her legs wide for me. I place a hand on each 
thigh, feel the perfectly smooth skin, run my hands up 
and down, all the while staring into her eyes. She 
smiles, her eyes glittering with lust and love.

"Eat me, Mom," she says.

I need no further invitation. I lower my head and lock 
my lips around her cunt, thrusting my tongue out to 
spear her while sucking. Mmmm, she is so sweet, as sweet 
as her sister. She moans loudly as I continue to feast 
on her, swabbing my tongue up and down between her lips, 
flicking at the clit, fucking her with my tongue. 

All the while, I look into her eyes, our gazes locked, 
our eyes communicating one message: this is everything. 
Right now, there is nowhere on earth I'd rather be than 
between my daughter's legs, feasting on her pussy. Her 
continual moans of pleasure tell me that, as with her 
sister, I know just what to do.

Katy moves off the bed and behind me. As I continue to 
eat her sister, I feel her hands on my ass and I open my 
legs wider. Suddenly, her tongue is dipping into my cunt 
from behind. I groan loudly into Sarah's snatch, 
continuing to devour her as Katy does the same to me. 
Our cries of lovemaking fill the room, surely heard by 
any in the vicinity of our bungalow through the open 
patio door. I don't care who hears.

Soon after, I come again, as does Sarah, her juices 
flooding my mouth. I drink them down greedily, slurping 
at her, as Katy drinks down mine. Oh, God, this is 
paradise! 

We make love for hours, eventually falling asleep 
tangled naked in each others' arms. 

My last thought as sleep takes me is that we will 
probably be spending every night going forward just like 
this. I smile as sleep takes me.

END

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