| Mommy & Me – Part One Bess came down the stairs and looked at her mother. Her blouse was sheer and low-cut, revealing her still-blossoming breasts. Underneath the pretty blouse, she was wearing a very naughty black bra that displayed those same pretty breasts. Bess had been outside every day for the past few months and was lovely and tan, her blonde hair even lighter from being outdoors. The blouse was unbuttoned slightly in the middle so that her new navel ring could be displayed. She'd been working out too and now her stomach was flat and lean. She wore a miniskirt that was very daring and barely covered her ass. You could see that she was wearing a thong and stockings for the first time. She walked with ease on 4-inch stiletto heels, Bess had practiced daily and now moved effortlessly in her shoes. She looked sexy and far older than her 15 ˝ years. Alison looked over at her daughter and said "God Bess, do you have any idea how hot you look? Oh baby, you're the sexiest creature on earth." Alison still remembered how her hands had trembled that first day when she stumbled across the website. The 39-year old blonde had no idea there were other women out there, women like her, women who shared her deepest secrets and dark, taboo desires. Yet there it was, written out for those who dared look for it. Mommy and Me is a private, members-only club for women who like to have sex with their daughters or mothers. Some of our members meet on the Internet while others like to exchange phone numbers and talk. Discretion is assured. For further details, click on the link and someone will get back to you within 24 hours. Take the risk – you won't regret it! Alison adored her daughter and taking the step last year to confess those feelings to Bess had almost made her sick to her stomach. She knew that Bess would be disgusted with her mother and never talk to her again and go live with Alison's ex-husband in Denver, never to see Alison again. That hadn't happened. Bess had taken her mother's hand and led a confused Alison up the stairs and to her bedroom. Startling her mother, Bess framed Alison's face with her hands and kissed her softly on the lips. "I didn't know my beautiful mother liked girls," she sighed as she broke their kiss and then sat on her mother's bed. "If I had known, we would have slept together long before this. Oh mommy, do you know how many times I've played with my pussy and wished it was you getting me off?" Alison's heart was pounding and she remembered crying with delight. "You won't have to imagine any more, sweetheart," she said as she moved quickly to the bed to join Bess. "We will do anything and everything you want, we can be naughty together. Sluts together. Would you like that? Mommy has had lots of adventures with women and I can teach you things, naughty things that girls can do with girls. Just say the word and we'll start right here, right now." "I'm saying the word, mommy," Bess had said, her voice growing husky. "Let's be sluts together, teach me what I need to know." Since her divorce and discovering her love and need for women, Alison had been with several. She had not exaggerated, her desire for women was overwhelming. She had a lot she could teach her lovely Bess and set about doing it. She remembered well the pretty pink sweater, the demure little bra (far too demure for the Bess of today), the milky-soft skin and the gentle breaths as Bess was undressed. She discovered later that she was Bess' first girl, although Bess did have a crush on a girl at school and she had just beaten that girl out by a few days. Alison remembered the salty-sweet taste of her daughter's skin and the milky, tangy fluids that came from her daughter's pussy. Now they would call it Bess' cunt, mother and daughter loved being raw in bed. The sweet Bess of that afternoon had now given way to a Bess that could tear up the sheets, be a total animal and yes, even fuck her mother with a strap-on if Alison needed a real fucking. In just a few short months, Bess had become her go-to girl for sex. Bess' room was almost gathering dust and Alison's bank account was being drained from all the pretty lingerie and shoes both were acquiring for their games. Alison looked at her daughter again and licked her lips. "Oh no, don't you give me that look, you awful bitch," Bess teased, making a show of herself. I'd love to go upstairs and spend a nice, long afternoon in bed, but we have somewhere to be. I have a feeling that this is going to change our lives mommy and I really am looking forward to attending. So get your ass out of that chair and let's go." "Before we go, how do I look?" Alison said as she stood up. Alison took a back seat to no one in the looks department. She was 39 and looked years younger. Her blue eyes always seemed to be in tune with her ever-present smile. In bare feet, she stood 5'9" but one rarely saw her in flat feet. Today she was well over 6' and she was in the hottest, naughtiest pair of stilettos she could afford. Her silver, silk blouse clung to her gorgeous, round tits and those breasts were covered by lingerie that was as naughty as the kind Bess wore. She had the legs for a mini skirt as well and wore the black leather one comfortably, showing off an ass so tight you could bounce a quarter off of it. Alison had run for years and recently she had also gotten her navel pierced – it matched Bess' although hers was hidden under her blouse. She wore a very tiny thong and was feeling pangs of arousal as she moved to the door. Pausing, she pulled Bess close and kissed her in a most un-motherly fashion. "You know I'm going to fuck my baby girl senseless when we get home, right?" She snarled teasingly. "I'm counting on it," Bess giggled as they exited their home. Heather Considine ran around her store, organizing a million last minute details. This was to be the first meeting for a couple of the attendees and she wanted everything to be perfect for them. Jana had a work thing and wouldn't be there until late and Jessie was on a photo shoot and couldn't get there until they were done. Heather had asked her daughter if she could re-schedule and then Jessie told her mom how much they were paying her. "I can buy lots more sexy lingerie, mommy," her leggy daughter said as they cuddled together in bed. "Since when do I make you pay for any of your own lingerie?" Heather smiled as she caressed her daughter's long legs. At 5'9", she was several inches taller than her petite parent. Jessie sighed. "You really should let me pay mother, the store's doing well, but I'm still only fourteen and have years of earning potential left," she protested. "Gayle says the camera loves me and my sophisticated look." Heather chuckled. "Gayle, huh? Is that the brunette photographer you worked with a few months ago, the one who was in here the other week and couldn't stop staring at you?" Jessie giggled. "Uh-huh." Heather laughed. "I thought so. Have you made it with her yet?" Jessie giggled. "Uh-huh. I think she might be ..." Jessie dropped her voice, although who would hear them "... one of us! Should I find out?" "Not right away baby, give it time, but if you get that vibe, bring her to the store and we can talk," Heather said as she cupped her daughter's delicate breasts. "We're always open to new members. How do you know she's like us? Does she have a daughter?" Jessie nodded as she sighed at her mother's knowing touch. "Uh-huh. Her name is Melissa and she was at the studio all day when we shot. She was looking at me the way some girls do – you know. She didn't seem uncomfortable with her mother moving me around or my being nearly naked in some of the shots," Jessie said. Because of her appearance, the younger girl could pass for eighteen and occasionally did lingerie shoots for the teen market which was now coming into vogue. Heather rolled on top of her daughter and began licking her nipples and worked her way down to Jessie's pussy. Unlike Heather's red landing strip, Jessie had to shave bare for work. Her tongue slipped deep inside her daughter's bald cunt and she began eating her. Heather didn't stop until Jessie climaxed hard and they clutched each other tight. Jessie sure was glad she was home-schooled. She would have been too tired to go that morning. Heather looked around. She had enough wine, canapés and the lighting was nice. She had chosen music that was pleasant and not intrusive. She and Jana had gone through each piece of lingerie to find some that would suit each guest this evening. Had it only been a year since Jana had moved next door? It seemed like they had been friends and lovers forever. Jana Cooper was sunning herself in her back yard and had been half asleep when she felt something between her legs. She removed her sunglasses and looked down to see a petite redhead between her legs, eating her pussy! She recoiled in shock but the redhead pulled her back with a surprisingly strong grip. "Don't fight me bitch, you were getting off on it," the redhead grinned evilly. She then recognized the woman as her new neighbor, Heather. "You're a girl who likes girls, just like me. Come on slut, let me make you cum! You know you want to!" Jana tried to cover herself up and pull away. She wasn't at all ashamed of her body. She kept it taut and lean and had gorgeous tits and a great ass. Nor was this her first time with a woman, she had shared several intimate moments with women back home in the Czech republic. Women were soft and beautiful creatures and she had been with women since a young age. But Heather was presuming too much. So why was she pushing Heather's gorgeous redheaded face back down deep inside of her pussy and begging her neighbor to make her cum? She knew why. She hadn't been fucked in months and hadn't had a girlfriend in over a year. Heather's tongue knew what it was doing and before long, Jana was coming. "Told you that you'd like it," Heather grinned, stretching out. "Okay slut, make me cum and do a good job. You'll know, I'm noisy," she giggled. "Shouldn't we go inside, we might be seen or heard by the neighbors," Jana fussed. "Well, I'm your neighbor on that side ..." Heather indicated "... and your neighbor on the other side is Rachel and she's not home. It wouldn't matter, I've made it with her too." Jana gasped. Just what kind of slut was this redheaded bitch? Again, she couldn't think because as she began tasting Heather's sweetness, lust overcame rationality. She loved the way the younger woman looked and how she moved. She seemed completely devoted to sex. It was late in the afternoon when the women stopped fucking and only because Irena, Jana's daughter, was arriving home from school. "You were really starved for it," Heather smiled as she put her clothes back on. "How long has it been for you?" When Jana confessed the truth, Heather couldn't believe it. "You can come over and play at my house any time when I'm home, I'll make sure you get off. But why would you wait so long when you have a perfectly gorgeous playmate living under your own roof?" Jana looked puzzled for a moment and then gasped. "You can't mean Irena?! She's barely 15, she's only a child. I couldn't do anything like that." Heather had a nasty surprise or two for Jana. "She is hardly a child with a body like that. My daughter thinks Irena could model. Would it surprise you to know that Jessie and Irena are lovers? Or that I've also sampled your daughter's charms? Or that my daughter and I are lovers?" With each word, Heather saw Jana crumble a bit. Heather had her strategy. Wear Jana down and build her back up. Fill her mind with images and thoughts that would bring her seething desires to the surface. "In case you don't believe me, I've seen the tiny birthmark on her thigh." Jana gasped. There was no way Heather could have seen that without Irena being totally naked. A bikini was enough to cover it. She had to be telling the truth. "Talk to your daughter, darling," Heather purred as she walked away. "Then come over tomorrow and talk to me. Tomorrow is Sunday, I have the day off." Jana got inside and threw on a robe over her bikini. A few minutes later, Irena arrived home. They talked openly and Jana was stunned by her daughter's candor. "I knew I liked girls when I was ten mother," Irena smiled, not averting her gaze from her mother's bikini-clad body. "For my first, Jessie was perfect, she knew just what to do and when she told me I could also fuck Heather, I was in heaven. But the girl ... the woman ... I want the most is sitting right beside me." Before Jana could do anything to stop her, Irena reached into the robe and pulled the bikini top to one side, exposing her mother's round tits. She sucked on them with a lot more passion than she had as a baby and with satisfying results. Again that afternoon, Jana began to feel pangs of desire for her own sex. The twist was that this was her own daughter and it was incest. Irena was strong and quite nasty once she got going, calling her mother a "filthy slut whore" and even offering to fuck her with a strap-on. They got so hot and heavy that they forgot all about dinner and had to order a pizza around 10 PM. The next afternoon, Jana went over to visit Heather. One look at her neighbor and Heather knew the score. "I told you," she squealed merrily. "I'm happy for you bitch, come upstairs and meet Jessie. The three of us can have some fun!" Jana didn't know if she was ready for that but one didn't say no to Heather. She watched a mother and daughter have sex and then Jessie showed Jana that she knew how to please a woman. It wasn't long before Irena showed up, Heather had slipped away and called Jana's daughter while Jessie was sitting on her face. It became an erotic free-for-all with the moms switching daughters and then the daughters together while Jana got that strap-on fuck from Heather. Over the next several weeks, the two families became inseparable and more often than not, everyone slept at Heather's larger home. Heather smiled as Alison entered the store but gasped as she saw Bess. She was gorgeous, as lovely as any of Jessie's model friends and she couldn't wait to play dress up with the girl. She offered Alison and Bess some wine and kept looking at the provocative way the women were dressed. They would fit in nicely as the group's newest members, they were obviously quite progressive in their thinking. Once everyone arrived, the evening could get underway and the orgasms would start. They would not finish until each woman and lovely girl had cum several times and had taken home several sexy pieces of lingerie. As far as Heather was concerned, a small loss in inventory was well worth the evening that was about to unfold. This story is dedicated to my friend Aliciamom for this reason. The first story that she crafted gave me several nice "moments" and an idea or two. I hope that she won't object to my "borrowing" a scenario and really putting my own spin on it. I have lots of plans for these ladies if my readers like the story – and are there some really Yummy Mummies out there who'd like to join in and have themselves or their daughters become "members" of the club? Write and let me know! ~~Lix, Jen |