Lori's Loving Family

by JetBoy

The plot of this tale was cribbed from a story entitled "Three Women, Two Relationships, One Taboo" by silent killer, easily found at the ASSTR site. I reworked it from top to bottom, adding much more sex in the process. My fervent thanks are extended to silent killer, coupled with assurances that any flaws you find in this new version of the story are my own. That said, I do hope you take pleasure from these humble scratchings.

It was a beautiful summer day. The sun shone brightly, and the sounds of playing children could clearly be heard. Lori and her mother Holly were seated at the kitchen table, sipping tall Bloody Marys.

Holly was a middle aged divorcee of 46 with shoulder-length black hair and a shapely figure, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. Lori, a slender young woman of 27, wore a light blue skirt and a peach blouse. She had short black hair, bright blue eyes and an impish grin. The contours of her small, braless breasts were evident through the fabric of her top.

Holly had been completely supportive when Lori got pregnant at age 17 and insisted on keeping her baby... and when her daughter came out as a lesbian a year after becoming a mother, she was fully accepting of Lori's choice.

Holly and Lori had always been close, even living in the same neighborhood, and Lori's 10-year-old girl Amy spent nearly as much time at her grandmother's house as she did at home.

They were friends as much as parent and child, and completely open with each other about their lives... but even so, what Holly was now telling her daughter was a real shocker.

"You want to what?" Lori gasped, mouth open, eyes wide.

"Jesus, Lori, calm down," Holly said, arching an eyebrow. "It's not like this kind of thing is new to you."

"I know, Mom, but -- good grief, after all these years, you're telling me that you have a crush on Melanie -- and you want to make a move on her?"

Melanie was Lori's mother's best friend, and a very sexy woman... tall and lithe, utterly gorgeous, with a sparkling personality. She and Holly had known one another since high school. And now Mom wants to go to bed with her? Lori marveled, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Come on, Lori, help me out here. Lord knows, it's not often I come to you for advice..."

"Yeah, but that's only because you like dishing it out more," Lori grinned. "It's kind of weird, you have to admit -- I mean, to have my own mother ask about how to score with another woman." She laughed nervously, in spite of herself.

"I suppose it is a little strange," agreed Holly, "but seriously, honey, I am interested. What do I do?"

Just then Lori got a very weird feeling, deep inside... as if her mother was coming on to her, instead of talking about Melanie. A warm tingle surged through her lower half as she struggled to recover from the forbidden thought. She'd had sexual cravings for her mother ever since she realized she was a lesbian, and still fantasized often about taking her to bed.

"Uh, well... that's a good question, Mom. Uh, Maybe you should just be open with her."

"Well, that's not very romantic, is it?" Holly said, pursing her lips. "Besides, if I just came out and -- and told her, I don't think it would work. I've seen men try that kind of thing with her, and Melanie just blows them off. You really have to, to apply yourself to get her into the sack."

"So you think you need to, sort of, uh... "

"I want to seduce her," Holly stated flatly. "I want to get her naked and fuck her, okay?"

"Jesus, Mom!" gasped Lori.

Holly sighed. "Look, sweetheart, I haven't been on a date in three years, and I haven't had sex for goodness knows how long. I've been thinking about exploring a relationship with a woman... and Melanie is -- well, she seemed like the obvious choice. I don't know what to do, though, to... to win over someone like Melanie. That's why I'm asking for your help." She touched her daughter's hand. "This is... it's really important to me, honey."

Lori stared down at Holly's hand, resting atop hers. This was just too strange, especially considering how incredible it would be if she could share her mom's bed -- both of them naked and in each other's arms, kissing again and again...

Lori shook her head to clear it. Stop it. Focus. "Well Mom, you ought to start by going out together, just the two of you, and doing something you've never done before. Go on a hike with her and then camp out together. Cook over a fire, tell stories, share your darkest secrets. Except for your crush on her, don't tell her that."

"Really? Why not?"

"Because then it makes the whole weekend seem like a plot to come on to her. I mean it is, in a way, but you don't want her to know that."

"So... when do I tell her?"

"No, no. You don't tell her. You just make a move. If she goes for it, and you get to make love, then you tell her how much you've wanted her during your, uh..."

"Post-fuck afterglow?" Holly ventured. Both women giggled.

"Sure, yeah, Mom. Exactly."

"Okay. How do I make the first move?"

"How about... you could offer to give her a backrub. Then, while you're rubbing her shoulders, start kissing her neck. That's worked for me a time or two."

"What else?"

"You could give her an all-over massage. Then you can get her to strip down to, oh, panties and a t-shirt before you start. Perhaps just panties, if you're both relaxed enough. Take a bottle of wine along, to get the mood right."

"Mmmm... that sounds sexy. When should I go for it?"

"Well, you'll be touching her all over, so you'll figure out soon enough if she's getting excited. Start rubbing her ass. If she doesn't stop you, she's probably yours."

"Thanks, honey... this helps a lot. So what should I wear? Something seductive?"

"To go hiking? What, you're gonna hit the trail in fuck-me heels and a short skirt?"

"Well, I don't know..." Holly's gaze dropped down to Lori's chest and lingered there. "I guess I could go without a bra."

Lori studied her mom's much fuller figure. "Um... trust me, Mom. You would definitely need a sports bra when hiking."

"It's not fair that you get to go braless," Holly pouted. "You wouldn't believe what I'd give to have tits like yours."

"Oh please, Mom," Lori said, gesturing dismissively. "Flat-chested women want big breasts, and stacked women want small ones. That just proves that neither is necessarily better."

"So you want big boobs?" Holly asked.

"Actually, no. I like mine the way they are," Lori said demurely, pulling her T-shirt's neck out so she could look down at her breasts. "Yeah, they'll do."

"No fair... let me see," Holly said jokingly.

"There... isn't anything to see," Lori replied nervously, still staring down her own shirt, unsettled by her mother's odd request.

"I remember when you actually were flat-chested. You practically grew breasts overnight. And they were so perfect, too... as I recall, anyhow."

"Perfect? They're not perfect. One's bigger than the other!"

"Oh please, they look fine."

"Well, if you could see them you'd notice the difference."

Holly smiled. "So show me..."

Lori's pulse was racing. Why is she so eager to see my tits? "Um, okay... " she mumbled, trying to conceal another sudden flush of arousal. She slowly reached down and lifted up the hem of her shirt to her neck, exposing her bare breasts. They were small, palm-sized, with large pink nipples. And true to Lori's word, the left one was indeed slightly larger than the right one, though not by much.

Nonetheless, Holly proudly insisted: "See? They're perfect!" She reached across the kitchen table and touched her daughter's breast with her fingertips.

Lori yanked her shirt down and pulled away from her mother's touch. "Mom!" she cried in disbelief. "What are you doing?"

Holly flinched. "Goodness! I... I was just trying to make a point, that's all. Sorry, hon..."

Lori could see that her mother was hurt by her outburst. Damn, she thought glumly. I'd totally love to have Mom touch my tits, too... and when she actually does it, I run away!

She reached out to take Holly's hand. "Sorry, Mom," she murmured soothingly. "You just startled me. Especially, you know, since we were just discussing, like, ways to make moves and all."

Holly squinted and pretended to be thoughtful. "Hmm, that's not a bad idea. I could ask Melanie if her breasts are lopsided... who knows what could happen?"

Both women burst into giggles.

"What's so funny in here?" Lori's daughter Amy said suddenly from the kitchen doorway. "I'm all the way upstairs... and all I can hear is you guys laughing!"

Amy was a very precocious girl of ten. Right now, she was at that stage where she would adopt a stern grownup tone when talking to actual adults, which of course gave most of those adults great amusement. Lori and Holly looked back at the girl and just kept laughing.

Lori caught her mother's eye, and Holly responded with a wink. The discussion was over... for now, at least.

"Nothing, honey," Lori cooed, "just boring grownup stuff."

*****

Later that day, Holly was out in the fenced backyard sunbathing while Amy played in the grass nearby. Lori was upstairs in the house, folding laundry. She was seated right next to the window in her bedroom, where she could look out and see her mother and her daughter.

Holly was wearing a two-piece bikini that displayed her generous breasts to their best advantage, not to mention her womanly hips, her firm, lovely legs and slightly rounded stomach. The narrow triangle of material she wore around her waist hardly covered her mother's mound, providing evidence that her mother shaved her pubes.

Gazing from the upstairs window at her mother, Lori noticed that Holly was casually running one finger up and down underneath the crotch of her bikini bottoms, as if she was gently masturbating.

This reminded Lori how her mother had taught her how to pleasure herself when she had been only thirteen... or at least she had explained it verbally and told her that it was a wonderful thing for little girls to do. Holly had been much more open about sex and sexuality with Lori than Lori had been with her own little girl... and that fact sometimes bothered her.

She sighed. The few times that she'd found Amy playing with herself, she hadn't scolded her child, but she hadn't said anything else, either -- instead, she quickly excused herself from the room, then felt guilty about being unable to deal with her daughter's emerging sexuality. Why couldn't she just be as frank with Amy as her mother had been with her?

She glanced back down at the scene outside. To her surprise, her mother now had a hand inside her bikini bottoms and was quite obviously fingering herself to orgasm. Amy was in a distant corner of the yard, facing away from her grandmother and completely oblivious to Holly's lewd activity.

Lori sank into her chair, allowing the shirt she was folding to fall to the floor. She quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down a bit so that her hand could slip easily into her panties to caress her own damp core. She propped her feet up on the window sill and spread her knees apart, still observing her mother on the patio below.

Lori slowly masturbated, completely enthralled by the scene outside. Watching her own mother pleasure herself and mirroring her actions made her feel delightfully wicked. It reminded her of the conversation earlier that day, when Holly had touched her and said that she was "interested," and Lori had for a brief, crazy moment, thought her mother was talking about her.

This thought was enough to push Lori beyond the bounds of decorum. She quickly stood up, tore off her thin top, shoved her pants and panties down to her ankles, kicked them off and then sat back down in the chair, planting her feet in the corners of the window so that her legs were spread wide apart. With one hand she rubbed her inner thighs, belly and breasts; with the other hand she massaged and tweaked her clitoris with a rhythm that she knew from experience would soon bring her to orgasm. She wondered what she would do if her mother suddenly came inside and caught her... but when this occurred to her she had a sudden, brazen thought: I don't care if she sees me finger my cunt... in fact, I would love it.

Suddenly, Lori was coming, clenching her jaw so tightly it hurt while shockwaves of pleasure rocketed though her frame, radiating outward from her throbbing vagina. She was panting wildly and compulsively nodding her head, as she always did when she came. A wet spot slowly spread on the chair, fluids oozing down through the crack of her ass as Lori's fingers probed deep into her vagina.

When at last she was satiated, she stood up and pressed herself against the window, staring down at her mother and daughter, recklessly hoping that one of them would glance upstairs and get a good look at her nude body. Neither did, though -- Amy continued to play in the shade of the big willow at the edge of the backyard, and Holly continued to slowly stimulate herself on the patio.

As she slowly dressed, Lori decided that she wanted to shave her pussy again.

*****

The next morning, Lori was getting out of the shower when she remembered her idea to shave herself. She filled the sink with warm water and found her razor and shaving cream, then sat on the toilet and started to trim her thick pubes with a pair of small scissors.

As she was rubbing the shaving cream across her freshly cut stubble, Amy walked into the bathroom. Lori flinched, but resolved to act naturally towards her precocious daughter. Stop being so... so uptight, she told herself.

"Whatcha doing, Mommy?" Amy asked.

"I'm shaving my -- my vagina," Lori managed to say.

"Why?"

"So it will be nice and smooth like yours."

"Why?"

"Because... it feels better that way."

"Does it? How come?"

"Amy!" Lori blurted, and then remembered her resolve to be more open with her daughter. "It feels better when... people kiss you there, because there's no hair."

"Because... it's all smooth?"

"Yes."

"Mommy, I don't have any hair on my vagina," Amy announced brightly.

"Yes, dear, I know."

"See?" The little girl pushed down her shorts and panties and exposed her puffy, hairless vulva to her mother.

"I see honey... that's very pretty." Lori was starting to get very uncomfortable. She returned her full attention to shaving herself.

"Is someone going to kiss you down there, Mommy?"

"Oh... uh... I'm sure somebody will, Lori. I hope so, at least."

"Will you kiss me down there?"

"Um..." Lori was dizzy, her heart racing. This had gone much too far, much too fast. "Not just yet, okay? Mommy's busy."

"Is there something I could do to help?"

"Sure, honey. Why don't you soak a washcloth in warm water for me?"

Lori expected her daughter to pull her shorts and panties back up... instead, Amy pushed them down to her feet and stepped out of them. Now naked from the waist down, the child wet a washcloth in the sink, then handed it to her mother. She watched, enthralled, as Lori squeezed the cloth so that warm water trickled down her abdomen and across her mound, washing the shaving cream and loose bits of hair away. Lori then wiped herself, removing all traces of her work, and then spread her legs a bit wider to admire the results.

"Mommy, you look just like me!" Amy squeaked.

Lori looked up to see her daughter staring directly at her freshly shaven cunt, idly rubbing her tiny clitoris with her index finger. A dizzying wave of arousal hit the young mother at that moment. God, this is such a weird situation, but it's so fucking erotic, too...

Almost automatically, Lori's fingers started copying Amy's actions on her own vagina, as if her hand had a mind of its own. Mother and daughter masturbated together for a few seconds, then Lori suddenly felt a flush of acute embarrassment.

"Okay, honey, I'm done now," Lori said, completely flustered. She stood up from the toilet, feeling relieved that the tension was broken... but strangely guilty for interrupting the intimate moment she and her daughter were sharing.

Bet Mom wouldn't have stopped, she glumly thought. Oh, well.

She leaned over and kissed her daughter. "I love you, honey," she said.

"I love you too, Mommy," Amy said softly. "Will you kiss me down there now?"

Quickly, without dwelling on it for long, Lori knelt before Amy and planted a brief, soft kiss on her daughter's bare slit. Amy's sex was slightly moist, and Lori shivered as she caught a hint of how the little girl's pussy tasted. She licked her lips.

"Is it better without hair?" Amy wanted to know.

"Yes, honey, I think so."

Amy stood up and hugged her mother. Lori hugged her back, then gasped with surprise as her little girl bent down to warmly kiss her freshly shaved pudenda, hugging her around the waist. The girl then released her mother from her embrace and bent to pick up her shorts and panties.

"It is nice without the hair," Amy said brightly. "More like kissing your lips." Then she exited the bathroom, still nude from the waist down. Lori stared at her little girl's bottom, jiggling delightfully as Amy bounced down the hall.

A shaken but excited Lori went directly to her bedroom, shut and locked the door, then masturbated herself to orgasm twice, unable to stop thinking about the strange and wonderful thing that had just occurred.

*****

About a week later, Lori went to visit her mother while on her way to pick up Amy from her gymnastics class. She found Holly sunbathing outside with Melanie.

The two women could not have been more different in appearance -- the full-figured, large-breasted figure of Holly was the polar opposite of the slender, elegant form of Melanie, yet they were both incredibly beautiful... and they seemed to accentuate each other's assets by being close together.

Lori noticed that both women had finished off a few beers and were lying on their bellies with their tops undone. Holly's breasts were visibly squashed under her ribs and bulging out at the sides, while Melanie's smaller breasts were not to be seen. The women were laughing loudly as Lori made her presence known.

"Oh, hello Lori," Melanie managed to say after catching her breath.

"Hi honey!" Holly chirped, raising herself up on her elbows and thus exposing her sizable breasts to full view. "To what do we owe the pleasure of your company?"

"Uh..." Lori was distracted by the sight of her mother's full breasts and large, perky nipples. She was grateful for her sunglasses, which hid her staring. "Uh, I was just on my way to pick up Amy from her gymnastics class... I just wanted to say hi."

"Hi yourself, honey," Holly said sweetly, reaching down and grabbing her beer. "Melanie and I have been sunbathing and discussing girly things." She took a long drink, finishing the remains of the beer.

"Yep, naughty girly things," Melanie added, snickering again.

"Not in front of tender ears!" Holly said in a mock-chastising tone. "So, honey. Want a beer?"

Lori shook her head. "Just water for me... If I start drinking now, I'll start trying to catch up with you two sexy babes."

"Oh, don't try that," Melanie said. "I'm just about there, I think."

Holly guffawed, then wiped the sweat from between her breasts, a very sexy act with an immediate effect on both Melanie and Lori. "Bring me another, will you, honey?" she asked her dumbfounded daughter.

"Why don't you come sunbathe with us?" Melanie cooed in a very suggestive tone as Lori went inside the house.

Her body tingling from head to toe, Lori pulled two beers out of the fridge. When she closed the door and turned around, she nearly ran right into her now naked mother.

"Jesus, Mom!" Lori exclaimed, almost dropping one of the beers. She handed a bottle to Holly, glancing nervously down at her mother's shaved pussy. "Moving kind of fast, aren't you?"

Holly grinned, popped the top off the beer and took a long swallow. "It was her idea," she said gleefully. "I couldn't say no!" She rubbed the cold beer bottle across her forehead, then her neck, then her breasts.

Lori stared. "Getting a little hot and bothered, then?"

"Maybe," Holly answered with a grin. "Who knows what will happen? I think it's working, though... something tells me that she and I are going to be fucking today." She paused to study her daughter. "And to think I owe it all to you, honey." She put the beer down and hugged Lori to her.

Lori was unable to react for a moment, strongly conscious of the fact that her mother's bare breasts were pressed firmly against hers, with only the thin fabric of Lori's T-shirt between them. Holly shifted a bit in the embrace and Lori felt their nipples brush together. It was all she could do not to moan out loud.

After only a moment of hesitation, she returned her mother's hug. "Well, you deserve to be happy, Mom," she said lamely, sure that her face was now bright red. "I -- I'm going to run to the store now."

"Oh, can you do me a favor, hon? Long as you're stopping at the store, can you take my dark blue skirt to the dry cleaners? I completely forgot to bring it along yesterday. It's hanging right at the front of my closet."

"Oh... sure, Mom," Lori murmured, still stealing glimpses of her mother's bare vulva. Wonder what she would do if I just... reached out and touched her cunt? she thought. Would she freak out -- or would she let me have my way with her? At that moment, anything seemed possible.

"Thanks, babe," Holly gently said, patting Lori's arm. "I love you."

Lori started to respond, but was silenced by her mother's kiss. It lingered for longer than it should have, compared to normal mother- daughter kisses... it was just powerful enough to thoroughly confuse Lori, while making her dizzy with desire at the same time.

"Uh... I love you too, Mom," she blurted when her mom moved away. Holly touched her daughter's cheek, grabbed her beer and went back outside.

Lori watched out the window as Holly sat back down on her chair, this time lying on her back so that her front was exposed to the sun. Melanie turned over too... and Lori noticed that her mother was now staring openly at Melanie's body. Soon both women were caught up in another conversation punctuated with wild gestures and laughter.

Lori shook her head. Mom's really got the middle-age crazies, she thought. This sudden interest in lesbian sex, this flirting with her own daughter... what other explanation could there be?

She picked up her keys and made for the front door, her mind a million miles away as she closed the front door behind her, strolled to her car and climbed in.

Lori was three blocks away from her mother's house when she realized with a start that she'd forgotten Holly's skirt.

"Shit," she muttered darkly, smacking her forehead as she spun the wheel to the left, doubling back the way she had come. Two minutes later, she was in her mother's driveway once again.

Not wanting to interrupt anything, Lori decided to slip in through the side door... hopefully, Melanie and Holly wouldn't even know she'd been there. She entered, clutching her keys so they wouldn't jingle, then quietly crept up the stairs to her mother's bedroom.

Once there, she grabbed the skirt... then peered down from the window above at the two sunbathing women. Holly and Melanie were chatting, both of them still nude. Lori's arousal only increased as she stared down at the lovely older ladies, taking in every detail of their bare bodies.

Nice, Lori thought with a wry smile... then, dark blue skirt in hand, she left the room, quickly sneaking back downstairs.

As she tiptoed through the living room, she glanced out through the glass doors to the patio and saw Melanie smiling at her mother, their faces close together. Then Melanie drew Holly close to her, and the two women kissed.

Lori stood, rooted to the spot, as she watched her mother kiss another woman... then her heart began to throb as their kiss grew hot and hungry. She could see their tongues flashing back and forth in each other's mouths. Melanie's hand moved up to cover Holly's right breast... and Lori's mom let her own hands slip down to cup her companion's gorgeous ass.

No doubt about it, Holly and Melanie would soon be making love -- and as much as she ached to, Lori knew that she couldn't spy on them.

With a wistful sigh, she moved stealthily to the side door, glancing longingly in the direction of the patio as she exited.

*****

That night, Lori was preoccupied by thoughts of Melanie and Holly. While Amy chatted about her gymnastics class and helped her cook dinner, Lori was caught up in visions of her mother and Melanie having hot lesbian sex. She couldn't help but imagine herself walking into the bedroom where the two lovers lay -- then undressing and climbing into bed with them. Melanie kissing my mouth, her hands covering my breasts while Mom lies between my thighs and licks my cunt... oh God, it was too arousing for words.

Lori was distracted by these thoughts all through dinner. Afterwards she sat with Amy on the couch and watched a Disney video without really seeing it, still caught up in an active fantasy world of lesbian sex and incest that was equally disturbing and delicious.

At one point Amy sprawled across Lori's lap to lay down... and it was only then that Lori realized that, without even thinking about it, her hand had slipped beneath the waistband of her sweatpants to stroke her clit, all the while fantasizing about her mother's newly discovered lesbianism.

She realized instantly that Amy had been able to see her touching herself, and started to withdraw her hand. But her daughter was now leaning up against her, trapping her fingers between her legs... and to remove her hand from her sweats now would only draw further attention to her masturbatory activities.

But... so what if Amy did notice? Wasn't she trying to be more open about sexuality with her daughter? Well, she told herself, Maybe she wasn't paying attention anyhow.

Lori leaned back and slowly, delicately extricated her hand from her sweats, one again feeling guilty for being so cautious, so secretive.

Suddenly Amy sat up, then turned around to look down at her mother's lap.

"What is it, Amy?" Lori asked nervously.

"Oh, I thought you were going to take your pants off," Amy said, "so you could touch your pookie better."

Lori swallowed, then managed to blurt, "Nope... I'm d-done now."

"Okay," Amy said, satisfied with this answer.

But instead of lying back down in her mother's lap, the ten-year-old leaned back against the other side of the sofa, lifted her nightie and spread her legs, sliding a hand between her thighs to fondle her own panty-covered slit.

Lori stared at this innocent but erotic display and suddenly decided that she'd had enough of being so afraid to be honest with her daughter about sex. Something had to be done. Something desperate, something dramatic... something wonderful.

She nervously licked her lips, then spoke. "Honey, why don't we pause the video, and then we can touch ourselves together, okay? Would you like that?"

Amy nodded, her eyes instantly alight. "That sounds like fun, Mommy!" she squealed.

Heart hammering with excitement, Lori stood up and took off her sweatpants, T-shirt and panties, then turned to the little girl, helping her undress. Amy happily let her mother slip off her nightie, then raised her little bottom so that Lori could slide the girl's cotton panties down and off.

Mother and daughter sat down on the couch across from each other, both now fully naked, legs spread, gently caressing their honeyed centers.

"Do you do this a lot, Amy?" Lori asked in a husky voice as she marveled at her daughter, touching her bare sex as if it were the most natural act imaginable.

Her daughter nodded. "When I'm in bed, or in the bathtub."

"Hmmm... I see. Do you like it?"

"Yes, Mommy!" Amy said, rolling her eyes. "Duhhh... that's why I do it!"

"I like it too, honey. Do you know what touching yourself like this is called?"

Amy shook her head. "It has a name?" she cooed, delighted at the very idea.

"Masturbation."

"Mas-tur-ba-tion?"

"That's right. Most everyone does it, too."

At this point, Lori was using both hands to stroke, fondle, pinch and penetrate herself, while Amy was still using a single finger to rub at her tiny clitoris. Lori paused in mid-motion, deciding that her daughter really shouldn't miss out on all the amazing feelings a female could get from self-stimulation, so she suddenly decided to give Amy a few pointers.

"Here honey, use both hands... no, like this. That's right... now push a finger inside you... yes... then rub up there with your other hand. That little button right there, at the top of your pookie? It's called a clitoris."

"Clitoris?"

"Yes, that's right. Here, come look -- I'll show you mine."

Lori leaned back and spread her legs, holding her labia wide open so that her naked child could get a good look. As Amy gazed in awe at her pussy, Lori lightly brushed the tip of her clit, which sent delicious tendrils of pleasure rippling through her belly. Oh, God, playing these games with her little girl was turning her on so very much -- but did she dare to take things even further? The temptation was definitely there...

Four words formed in Lori's mouth and rose to her lips -- but she resisted speaking them, knowing that if she did, she would forever alter her relationship with her daughter, taking them to the verge of an act so forbidden that they might never be able to return to a normal way of life together. Incest. That was what it was. The same thing she had been fantasizing about earlier with her beautiful, sexy mother.

If only Mom could see me now, naked on the couch with Amy, opening my cunt for my little girl to see... what would she say?

She pictured Holly, confronted by this lewd spectacle... and in her mind, her mother only smiled and -- oh God -- began to undress as she watched her daughter and granddaughter, both on the verge of committing lesbian incest. In Lori's fantasy, her mom's eyes were dancing... she wanted this to happen.

Swallowing hard, Lori decided to go for broke, blurting out the four words to Amy:

"Touch Mommy down there."

And Amy did, reaching out her fingers to brush her mother's wet cunt, cautiously at first... then the little girl grew bolder; rubbing her mommy's clit, caressing her sticky labia, slowly pushing a little finger into the vaginal opening with a little help from Lori.

"It's so soft and warm," Amy said in wonder. Then she glanced shyly at her mother. "Mommy... can I kiss you there again, like I did last week? I... I really liked doing that."

"Y-you did?" Lori gasped, knowing that this was moving past the point of no return. She no longer cared, though -- she wanted to make love to her child, and there would never be a better time than this.

"Mmm-hmm," Amy nodded. "Your pookie is so pretty... and I liked how it tasted." She made a pleading face. "Can I -- please, can I? Pretty please?"

Unable -- indeed, unwilling -- to say no to her little girl, Lori reached out to touch Amy's lips. "Yes, you can kiss Mommy's pussy," she whispered. "My sweet child... I love you so much."

Amy giggled in delight. "Cool!" she squealed. "I love you too, Mommy..."

Amy lowered her face between her mommy's thighs and planted a shy, brief kiss upon the wet pink flesh, and Lori whimpered. "Oh, my... that feels lovely..."

Growing bolder, the ten-year-old kissed her mother's cunt again, more firmly this time. She paused to lick her lips, then grinned happily. "Yum!"

Lori's heart pounded like a jackhammer, eyes wide as she stared at her daughter, her lips no more than two inches from her cunt. "T-try licking it, honey," she gasped, "that tastes even better."

Then she moaned, long and low, as Amy trailed a little-girl tongue up the length of her pussy... and when the tip of that tongue brushed Lori's clit, she exploded in a mindblowing orgasm, bucking and rocking wildly, trickles of honeyed juices flowing from her womanly center.

Amy sat back, eyes wide in shock as her mother trembled and shook, lost in her moment of ecstasy. "What's wrong, Mommy?" she gasped fearfully.

"Oh, Mommy's okay, Mommy's fine," Lori babbled, soon as she caught her breath. "You did so good, so good, Amy honey. So good. Come here and hug me."

The girl threw herself into her mother's arms and they embraced tightly. Lori buried her face into her daughter's hair and inhaled deeply, savoring the little-girl scent, knowing that they had crossed a line that changed everything.

But she would ponder that later. Now it was time to return the favor...

"Thank you for making me happy," Lori said, stroking her daughter's back. "Can Mommy make you feel good now?"

Amy shyly nodded.

Lori rose to her feet, taking the child's hand in hers. "Let's go upstairs, honey, and do this in bed. We'll be more comfy that way."

Mother and daughter padded naked up the stairs and into Lori's bedroom. As they entered, Lori turned her little girl to face her, leaning down to give Amy a kiss. The child tilted her face up to her mother, and Lori let her lips linger against her daughter's in a very sensuous way.

Lori led her daughter to the bed, then arranged her with legs parted, her little knees drawn up to her chest. God, she thought as she studied the little girl's nude body, she's flawless... how long have I wanted this and not known it?

Lori crouched in front of Amy and inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of her babyish cunt. The girl's slit was completely bare, and open just enough to reveal a hint of glistening flesh concealed within. The sight was breathtaking.

Lori dipped her head between her little girl's thin thighs and slowly licked her daughter from anus to clit and back again. Amy shivered and held her mother's head as Lori began to lick and suck in earnest, plunging her tongue into her child's small, sweet vagina.

"Oh Mommy, oh Mommy, oh Mommy..." the child moaned.

Lori gripped Amy's buttocks with her hands and locked her lips around the little girl's wet flower, determined to give her daughter a powerful climax.

Lori knew she had succeeded when Amy gripped her hair with both hands and let out a high, keening wail. Her thin little body shook with unbridled pleasure as she experienced what was surely her first real orgasm.

Drunk on her own passion, Lori closed her eyes and felt her daughter's pleasure through scent and touch and taste. And there was so much to smell and feel and enjoy! The silky soft flesh of Amy's buttocks fitting neatly into Lori's palms... the dizzying, electrifying scent of her pussy... the sharp, tart flavor of her juices.

While Amy panted and gasped during her afterglow, Lori slumped against the foot of the bed. She was suddenly crying, either from joy or remorse -- Maybe both, she wasn't sure herself. In her mind, she struggled to reconcile this: what she had done was, according to most people, horribly wrong. But her mother had taught her that being sexually open was a healthy thing, and surely honesty and openness about sex was good for young children. But what Lori had done went far beyond being honest and open... she had gone down on her own daughter. And in doing so, she had violated one of society's most rigid taboos, even though it had been a beautiful experience for them both.

The more she thought about what she and her daughter had just done, the more inevitable it seemed to be. She had always been fascinated by young girls, and Amy had grown into a truly enchanting creature. It was if they had been fated to be lovers, from the moment Lori had discovered that the baby she had been carrying a decade earlier was to be a girl. And now that very thing had occurred.

Lori opened her eyes and wiped the tears away with the back of her hand. Well, what's done is done. No turning back now.

"Mommy? Are you okay? Why are you crying?" Amy was crawling into her mother's lap, kissing her moist cheeks.

"Oh, baby, I'm fine, I'm just fine," Lori quickly said, hugging her daughter tightly. "Listen, Amy... what we just did was wonderful and beautiful and -- and fun, but it's not something we can share with other people, okay? You can't tell anybody else about this... about us making love."

The ten-year-old's face lit up. "Is that what we did? Wow." Then she nodded. "I understand, Mommy... I won't tell anyone."

"And you shouldn't do this with anybody else, either... not yet, anyhow. Just Mommy. Okay?"

"All right."

"That's my sweetheart," purred Lori, stroking her daughter's cheek. "Now come here and give me a kiss."

The girl gave her mother a quick peck on the lips… but Lori kissed her back, allowing her mouth to linger against her daughter's in a very sensuous way. Then she slowly upped the heat of her kissing, teasing the little girl's lower lip with her tongue until an increasingly excited Amy got the idea -- and began to match her mother's passion.

Soon they were kissing like adult lovers, open-mouthed with fiercely exploring tongues. Lori ran her hands down Amy's back, sending shivers through the young girl's body, then cupped those soft buttocks in her hands and squeezed gently. Lori's head spun, the young mother awed by how luscious her daughter's kisses were. Only ten, she thought, and I'd swear she's already a better lover than some of the grown women I've had.

Her desire sharpened once more, Lori decided to show Amy something new... and exciting.

"Get up on your hands and knees, honey," she whispered. The girl did so, and Lisa crawled around to kneel behind her. "Now, baby... put your hands on your bottom and spread your cheeks open for Mommy."

"What are you looking for?" Amy wanted to know.

"I want to kiss your bottom, honey... trust me, you'll love it," Lori breathed as she pressed her face against the small split between her daughter's cheeks. She kissed the tiny pink pucker a few times, then licked it up and down, causing Amy to squeal in surprise.

"Does that feel good, honey?"

"Oh, yes, Mommy," Amy replied.

Her body now electrified with lust, Lori leaned forward to lick again at her daughter's anus. Prying the little girl's buttocks apart, she managed to wriggle the tip of her tongue into the spicy orifice of Amy's rectum, prompting a sharp intake of breath and a long, low moan from the child.

As she probed her daughter's asshole with her tongue, Lori slowly, carefully inserted her index finger into Amy's cunt, eventually burying it to the second knuckle, where it reached the barrier of her hymen. She began to work her finger in and out, timing her motion to the rhythm of Amy's rapid breathing and her own tongue flicking across and inside of the pink rosebud of the anal cleft.

"Here, let me get under you, baby," Lori suggested, pulling her daughter on top of her in a 69 position. She pulled Amy's hips down to her face to bury her tongue in her dripping slit, allowing her moistened index finger to wriggle, a centimeter at a time, into Amy's cute little ass.

It was all too much for ten-year-old Amy. She sat bolt upright, riding her mother's face, teetering on the precipice of her second orgasm.

Lori fingered her daughter's ass with total abandon, mouth fastened to her cunt, drinking down her little girl's essence. Soon Amy was moaning helplessly, clutching herself as she came in her mother's face.

Once Amy's climax had ebbed, Lori adorned the girl's bare slit with soft, loving kisses, wanting to keep the good feelings coming with overtaxing her.

"Ooh, Mommy," Amy gasped, shakily climbing off her mother, "I got your face all wet! What's it taste like?"

"Mmmm, honey, it's very nice," Lori whispered. She kissed her daughter, allowing her tongue to slip into the girl's mouth for a moment, then pulled back and smiled. "Like it? That's your pookie."

"Yummy!" squealed a delighted Amy. "I taste almost as good as you do!"

Heart throbbing, Lori gazed deep into her girl's eyes. "Would you like to lick Mommy some more, baby? I want to have those nice big feelings, like you just did."

Amy nodded eagerly. "Can I, Mommy? I'd totally love to do that!"

"Okay, then," Lori cooed. "Climb back on top of me, the way you were a minute ago."

Amy quickly straddled her mother, facing her feet.

"Now kiss my pussy, honey, lick it like I was doing to yours." She lifted her knees and spread her legs so that her daughter could have access to the secret folds of her cunt.

"Mmmm, your pussy," whispered Amy, lowering her face between her mother's thighs. "Can I call it that too?"

"Yes, baby," Lori moaned, dripping in anticipation of her little girl's mouth. "That's the word grownups use for your pookie... and now you're old enough to say it."

"I... I love your pussy, Mommy... it's beautiful!" And with that, Amy began to kiss and lick at the moist flesh of her mother's sex.

Lori threw her head back, gasping with delight at how good her daughter's hot, sucking mouth felt. What the ten-year-old lacked in experience, she more than made up for in sheer enthusiasm.

Lori showed her the different parts of the vagina, telling her little girl what felt best. Soon Amy was going down on her mother with abandon, wanting to practice what she had just learned, eager to make her mommy feel good.

When Amy fastened her lips to her mommy's throbbing clitoris, Lori gave a choked cry, her fingers digging deep into the bedsheets... and then she was coming, shockwaves of pleasure buffeting her body without mercy.

Finally she lay panting, her body bathed in perspiration and the delightfully naked body of Amy in her arms.

"I love you, Mommy," the little girl purred, her lips seeking Lori's.

Mother and daughter kissed like lovers for a long while... and Lori was far from surprised to find her lust renewing itself. Her cunt was throbbing with a hunger the 27-year-old knew all too well: she needed to be fucked.

It had always been that way... after receiving oral sex, Lori loved nothing better than to be penetrated and ridden, hard and fast. She had a strap-on cock handy for her lovers to use on her... but there was no way that Amy could wield such a thing. Wonder if she'd enjoy watching me fuck myself with the dildo? she thought.

Then it hit her. Who needed a fake cock? Amy had exactly what she needed to satisfy her craving... and it was a chance to enjoy a sex act that she had never dared to try before. Her heart pounded at the thought of what she was about to ask her little girl to do...

"Honey," she began as their lips gently parted, "would you like to make your mommy feel extra good?"

"Sure!" Amy piped, "What do I do?"

Lori studied her daughter. "You know how a man and a woman have sex, right?"

Amy nodded, blushing a bit. "Uh-huh... the man, um, puts his thing into the woman's pook– her pussy, I mean. That's it, right?"

"That's good, baby," Lori smiled. "Now... what would you say if I asked you to have sex with me that way… like you were the man, and I was the woman?"

"That's silly, Mommy!" Amy snorted with laughter. "I don't even... have a thing!"

"No, you don't," Lori cooed. "But you have something even better." And with that, she took her daughter's hand and squeezed it. "This, honey."

"My hand?" The ten-year-old was genuinely puzzled.

"That's right, Amy... if you put your whole hand inside my pussy, then push it in and out, it's like the way a man's penis works. Only it's nicer -- because it's my sweet little Amy fucking me instead of a man."

Amy's eyes were enormous. "You said a bad word, Mommy!"

Lori laughed gently. "Well... you shouldn't use words like 'fuck,' and 'pussy' just anywhere, sweetheart... but when we make love, it's different. We're being totally naked and open with each other, and so we can, well, say whatever sexy things we want to. Understand?"

Amy nodded solemnly. "I think so."

"So, what I'd love for my little girl to do is for her to take her hand" -- she squeezed it -- "put it into my pussy, and fuck me. Would you... like to do that for Mommy?"

The child's eyes shone with excitement. "Yes!"

Lori reached out to caress her daughter's cheek. "Such a good little girl," she whispered. She slowly lay down on her back, opening her thighs to Amy. "Okay, honeybunch... kneel right here, next to me." Amy quickly did so, and Lori took the girl's hand.. "Now... take these two fingers..." Lori grasped her daughter's index and middle fingers, "and slide them into my pussy." She positioned Amy's digits at the opening of her cunt. "Go ahead, baby... I'm ready."

And her body arched as Amy penetrated her, a feral moan escaping her throat. "Oh, that's nice. Now -- now, honey -- just work your fingers in and out. Go slow at first... then you can start doing it faster." She gazed into Amy's eyes, her heart singing with adoration. "I love you, baby..."

"I love you, Mommy!" Amy squealed eagerly. And she began to move her fingers in and out of the wet, fleshy tunnel. "Wow," she marveled, "your pussy is so hot!"

Lori gave the girl a shaky smile. "You m-make me hot, Amy, you do... ooooh, that's good, honey."

Her daughter's plunging digits slowly increased their pace she fell into a steady rhythm. Amy was kneeling before her, an expression of utmost concentration on her face as she worked her fingers in and out of her mother's vagina.

"Now, honey," Lori panted, stopping her daughter in mid-thrust with a hand on her wrist, "I want you to add your other two fingers. Put all four of them inside me. Don't put your thumb in just yet, though. Ohhhhhh!" Amy was slowly entering her cunt with more of her hand now, and it was marvelous. "Do like before, baby -- in and out. God, yes. Mmmmm, open me up, Amy."

Her excitement increasing, Amy began to move her fingers in and out like before, opening up her mother to take more of her hand. "It's... they're all inside you now, Mommy."

"Ohhhh... I can feel it, yes... oooh, that's wonderful!" She let Amy pump her fingers in and out for a few more strokes, then grabbed the child's wrist to stop her.

"Okay, baby," Lori whispered, "now... tuck your thumb into the palm of your hand, and sort of... close your fingers around it."

Amy glanced down at her hand, the tips of her fingers still inside Lori's vagina, shifting them the way her mother wanted. "Um, okay."

Lori smiled, her eyes dreamy. "Now, my sweet, sweet little girl... push your whole hand into Mommy's pussy."

Amy gazed at her mother, knowing that this moment was especially important to her. She took a deep breath, tensed her arm and began to press her fingers into the moist, fleshy opening.

And Lori moaned long and low when Amy's hand began to penetrate her cunt... her fists clenched tightly, breath hissing in her throat at the unimaginable sensation of her ten-year-old child's knuckles slipping past the portal of her vagina.

"My hand... it's g-going inside you, Mommy!" Amy cried, completely caught up in the wonder of the moment... of this amazing thing she was doing to her mother.

Oh, God... Amy's hand was slowly entering her, one agonizing, ecstatic inch at a time. There was pain, to be sure; but it was mingled with a pleasure that seemed to be embedded deep within her body, radiating heat like a glowing ember.

And with one final push, her daughter's hand was completely inside her, penetrating her cunt right up to the wrist.

Lori threw her head back, a frenzied cry wrenched from her throat as Amy's knuckles grazed the walls of her vaginal canal in a truly delicious way. "Oh! Oh, yes. Oh, yes," she moaned, little tremors rippling through her legs.

Somewhere in the crimson haze enveloping her, she heard Amy's voice. "Mommy? Did I do it right?"

Lori placed a shaking hand on her child's arm. "Yes, baby," she panted. "You did a g-good job. Now... clench your hand into a fist -- but do it as s-slowly as you can." And she whimpered as she felt the girl's fingers moving about, changing position inside her body.

"Okay, Mommy," Amy finally said, looking up at Lori, "I... I did it."

"Oh," moaned Lori. Her girl's hand felt so... perfect where it was. She was unable to keep still, and every movement of her body, no matter how slight, made little jolts of pleasure ricochet through her frame.

"Now, angel... start moving it in and out, like like you did with your fingers." Grasping Amy's wrist, Lori drew her daughter's fist into her vagina a millimeter or so deeper, inhaling sharply as she did... then she reversed direction, withdrawing her little girl's hand a tiny bit. "See? Just like a -- oooohh -- like a penis, g-going in and out. C-can you do that?"

Amy nodded eagerly. "Mmm-hmm."

"Then go ahead, baby. Start slow... then you can -- can work your arm a bit faster... Maybe a little deeper, too. Mommy's pussy will open up for you even more as you go... then, honey, then you'll be fucking me for real." She studied her daughter. "Does that sound good to you?"

The ten-year-old nodded again. "It does, Mommy. I'd love to f- fuck you!" Amy blushed and giggled, thrilled by her own boldness.

Lori reached out to touch Amy's flushed cheek. "Then do it, my precious little angel. I'm ready." And she lay back, quivering inside as she waited for her own daughter to fist her.

Amy's hand began to withdraw, about an inch or so, then reversed itself. Such a small motion... but her body lurched violently with the enormity of it. "Oh, sweetheart, my God. Oh, my!" She ground her head back into the pillow, a low moan escaping her throat as her daughter repeated the same movement, but... but bigger.

Again. Again. And again.

Amy rocked her hand forward, then back, her brow furrowed as she fell into a slow, steady rhythm, gradually sinking even deeper into the vagina as Lori's body gladly accepted her daughter's loving invasion. The very breath shuddered in her lungs as Amy worked her hand in and out, back and forth.

"Oh! Oh yes, Amy, just like that. Now go f-faster... mmmm, yes... Jesus, yes! That's it! Fuck your mommy!"

Amy's tempo slowly increased... and it was all Lori could do not to scream. This was penetration such as the 27-year-old lesbian had never known it. She'd been fucked with a strap-on before, many times, but never had she taken a cock as large or as long as her daughter's arm.

"Give it to me, baby, yes," Lori wailed. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me!"

And Amy did just that, the ten year old's entire body moving in time with her pumping arm as she put everything she had into this cool new game. Her head bobbed fiercely with each deep thrust of her fist into Mommy's pussy.

Lori's nails bit into her palms as her climax began; deep inside at first, then crashing through her body like claps of thunder. Her little girl's arm continued to move, sawing in and out of her vagina, each stroke a dizzying mix of pain and pleasure.

Amy watched in awe as her mother came, panting and gasping, whipping her head from side to side. Finally, Lori placed a trembling hand over her daughter's, stopping her in mid-thrust. She slowly exhaled, her head sinking back into the pillow.

"Okay," she whispered, "take your hand out of me, sweetheart... but go slowly. Mommy's a little tender d-down there."

Nibbling her lower lip, her eyes narrowed in concentration, Amy carefully withdrew from her mother's vagina, pulling free with a small slurping sound. She brought her glistening hand to her face to examine it... then began to lick her fingers.

Lori's heart soared with love at the sight of little Amy, happily savoring the flavor of her mother's cunt. "Can I have a taste too, baby?"

With a gleeful giggle Amy clambered onto the bed, crawling into Lori's arms. "Sure, Mommy!" she chirped, offering her mother her sticky paw.

Lori sucked her daughter's fingers into her mouth, savoring the thick flavor of her sex, then grinned at Amy. "Help me get your hand clean."

Mother and daughter licked together at Amy's pussy-wet fingers... which, naturally enough, led to a few soft kisses that quickly grew passionate. Lori wrapped her arm around her little girl's body, reaching down to fondle her perky bottom.

Finally, Lori sat up, running a hand through her tousled hair. "Honey, let's go take a shower and then go to bed, okay? You can sleep with me tonight."

"Really, Mommy? Can we, um, play some more?"

"Of course we can. Now come on, let's go clean up."

In the shower, they began to soap and wash each other, innocently at first. But their sexual hunger quickly renewed itself beneath the stream of hot water that caressed their bodies... and soon they were locked in an ardent embrace, kissing like lovers as they fingered one another to orgasm.

They had planned to continue their loving games once they slipped into bed... but seconds after Amy crawled into her mother's arms beneath the covers, the naked little girl was sound asleep.

Lori tried to sleep herself, but found herself preoccupied with thoughts of the lesbian incest she and her child had shared -- and enjoyed. How were they going to deal with this over the long term? Would Amy ever want to stop making love? And what if her mother found out? Would she be turned on? Had Holly ever had incestuous thoughts about her? About Amy? Lori felt a twinge of new arousal and smiled. Jesus, even after making love to her own little girl, she still got turned on by thoughts of her mother.

Eventually Lori fell asleep... holding Amy close, while fantasizing about Holly's luscious nude body.

The next morning, Lori was awakened by the buzzing doorbell. Before she could shake off her grogginess and get out of bed, Amy was already bounding naked across the room and down the hall to answer the door.

"Amy, no!" Lori called, but the door was already opening.

"Oh, my goodness!" a familiar voice called. "Sweetheart, where are your clothes?"

Amy came back to the bedroom leading her grandmother Holly by the hand. She was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt, blue overalls, sunglasses and sneakers. Lori guessed that she had come over to recruit them both for some gardening chore.

Lori had pulled the covers up to her neck so that her mother would not know that she, too, was naked. A part of her wanted this to be over with, for Mom to know everything about last night with Amy... but another part of her wanted to hide this sexual secret from her mother forever and ever.

"Since when did Amy start sleeping naked?" Holly asked as Amy crawled back under the covers with her mother.

"Since last night," Lori answered weakly.

"And... goodness, honey, are you naked too?" There was a sudden light in Holly's eyes as she studied this unusual sight: young mother and her ten-year-old daughter, both nude and sharing a bed.

"Um... yes I am, Mom. Amy and I were just, uh, doing a little emotional bonding. You know, mother and daughter stuff." Except that the "bonding" included full-on lesbian sex, she suddenly thought, a shiver of excitement racing through her.

Suddenly, she had a thought. She reached out and touched Holly's arm. "By the way, Mom... how was last night with Melanie?"

"Oh, it was wonderful!" Holly replied. "Oh, she took me up to her room and we... well, it was amazing." She paused, gazing thoughtfully at her daughter. "Hmmm, is there any room under there for me? I'd like to bond, too."

"Yes, yes!" Amy cried.

Lori's legs were trembling beneath the sheets. "Uh, Mom... what did you come over for?"

"Well, I was going to ask you two to come by for lunch... and to work in the garden with me," Holly said, unsnapping her overalls. "But now, I'm more in the mood for a family cuddle."

Once she pulled off her overalls, Lori could see that Holly was braless. Her large breasts pushed aggressively against the thin fabric of her shirt and the nipples were quite visible. Holly pulled down her white cotton panties and stepped out of them, then pulled off her top. Now naked, she stood proudly by the bed, letting her daughter and granddaughter get a good long look. Then she lifted the sheet, sliding in bed next to Lori.

"Hi, Grandma!" Amy squealed, crawling across Lori to slip into Holly's embrace.

"Oh, you're such a sweet little girl," Holly cooed as she hugged Amy and stroked her hair. "And your body feels so good against mine! Is this why the two of you slept naked? So you could snuggle each other without clothes on?"

Lori swallowed. "Yeah, Mom... that was part of it." Her heart was racing. What was going to happen now?

Amy's hands were roaming fearlessly all over her grandmother's body. "You have such nice boobs, Grandma," she purred.

Holly laughed merrily. "Do you like them? Someday, yours might be this big."

"Why aren't Mommy's boobs like yours?"

Holly glanced over at her daughter, who was watching the scene with an odd expression on her face. "I think that's a question that your Mommy has been asking herself since she was a teenager," Holly teased.

"Oh, that is so not true!" Lori said, then reached over with both hands to tickle her mother and daughter.

Holly and Amy squeaked, then retaliated. Soon the covers were a mess and all three females were laughing and breathing heavily.

Lori was lying on her back with her legs open. Amy was lying on top of her mother, head between Lori's breasts and her naked pudenda pressed against her mother's thigh. Holly was on Lori's right with one leg thrown over both her and Amy, one heavy breast pressed against Lori's arm and ribs, and one hand lightly stroking her daughter's hair.

Lori felt a warm surge of arousal. The moment was right...

Just as she turned towards her mother, Holly leaned in and planted a gentle kiss directly on Lori's lips, allowing it to linger. They slowly drew apart, staring at one another for a long moment, each seeing and recognizing the real desire in the eyes of the other. A question seemed to pass wordlessly between them... and the answer was yes.

Then their mouths came together once more, and it was magic.

Mother and daughter kissed gently at first, lips moving together in a most sensual way. Then Lori moaned, pressing herself against her mother.

Holly's lips slowly parted... and Lori seized the moment, thrusting her tongue deep into her mother's mouth. Holly responded, returning her daughter's kiss with a hunger that surprised them both. Their tongues danced and coiled together as Lori's arms entwined her mother's body, slipping down to cup her surprisingly firm ass. Amy watched with interest while her mother and grandmother kissed like lovers.

Finally Holly broke away, eyes wide with wonder... and arousal. "God, Lori -- should we be doing this?"

Lori stroked her mother's face, then nuzzled her neck. "I love you so much, Mom. Why can't we be together this way?"

"B-because I'm your mother, honey," Holly stammered.

"And I'm your daughter, and we love each other," Lori replied. "I want you, Mom. I have for a long time. And right now, I think you feel the same way about me." She placed a hand upon Holly's breast, and a whimper escaped her mother's lips. "Don't walk away from this, Mom, please... let's make love."

"But... but Amy is watching..."

Lori took a deep breath. "Things are different between me and Amy now, Mom," she murmured. "She and I were... close last night." She gazed deep into her mother's widening eyes. "Closer than most mothers and daughters ever get." She placed a tender kiss upon Holly's lips, allowing it to linger. "As close as I want to be with you..."

"Oh... oh, my." Holly gaped at Lori as the meaning of her daughter's words grew clear... as she realized why Lori and little Amy were naked and sleeping in the same bed. "What did you two do, Lori? What d-did you... do with her?"

Lori's heart was racing as she stared into her mother's huge eyes. "I... I taught her things, Mom. How to kiss... how to touch herself, how to..."

"Make love!" Amy offered helpfully.

Holly's eyes widened. "My God... you really mean..."

The words spilled out now, as Lori confessed everything. "Yes, Mom... we made love, me and Amy. I taught her how to pleasure me... and I did the same for her. I touched her, kissed her all over. We ate each other's pussies, and I even licked her asshole. My baby and I are lovers now... and, and I want to fuck you too. I have for so long. Please, Mom, join us..."

"Yes, Grandma," Amy piped. "We want to... to love you, too!" She squirmed on top of her grandmother, her little-girl body wriggling against the womanly form of Holly.

"Oh, my sweet girls," Holly sighed before kissing her daughter again, her tongue darting into Lori's mouth as she reached down to fondle little Amy's pert bottom.

With that, all barriers came down; any resistance was overcome.

Lori and her mother made out like excited schoolgirls, sharing wet French kisses... while Amy began to lick at her grandmother's generous breasts. She sucked the older woman's nipples, cooing as they stiffened in her mouth. Now Grandma's fingers were exploring her bottom, touching the tiny hole where Mommy had licked her last night -- and it felt so good!

Lori slid her hand down Holly's body, slipping it underneath Amy's thigh to get at her mother's cunt. When her fingers touched the warm flesh she gasped, breaking away from their kissing. "God, Mom," she whispered, "your pussy is so wet."

"I'm wet for you, baby," Holly moaned. "You and Amy. I can't believe we're doing this, but oh Jesus it's what I want, more than anything." She gazed into her daughter's eyes. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck your mother."

And a cry broke from her lips as Lori plunged two fingers deep into her vagina... a sound that was cut short when her daughter's mouth crushed against hers in a lover's kiss.

Lori probed her mother's cunt, pushing her fingers deep as they would go... her thumb finding and rubbing at the hard nub of Holly's clit, sending luscious shocks of pleasure through the older woman with every movement of her hand. God, she's a firecracker, Lori marveled.

Amy was making love to Holly's breasts... rubbing her face against them, licking and sucking happily at the creamy flesh and rosy nipples of her grandmother. The little girl was mewling with delight, and Lori could see why – Holly's hand was tucked between Amy's legs, fondling her hairless slit.

Suddenly Holly cried out, throwing her head back as Lori's busy fingers drove her into a frenzied orgasm. "Oh! Oh my sweet children yes! Ooooh I love you b-both so much oh sweet baby fuck me! OHHHHH!"

Violent shudders of pleasure were coursing through Holly's body, which made the bed shake along with her. Lori nuzzled her mother's neck while continuing to finger her, using every bit of her sapphic expertise to make the woman's climax last. Finally she saw that her mother could take no more, and withdrew her fingers, leaving her hand to rest gently on Holly's cunt.

Lori turned her attention to Amy, now rocking atop her grandmother and panting furiously as Holly continued to pleasure the child with her fingers. Lori raised herself into a kneeling position and began to caress her daughter, stroking Amy's back and her wriggling little bottom.

"Ohhhhh... oh, I love you," Amy gasped, staring wild-eyed at her mother and Holly. "I love you..."

"Sweet angel," Holly whispered, her face shining with adoration as she made love to her granddaughter. "You are the loveliest child in the whole world." She slowly brought her face to little Amy's... and Lori took in the wondrous sight of her own mother and daughter kissing like lovers. Amy was clutching her grandmother, arms wrapped around the naked older woman's neck as their tongues tangled hotly.

Lori allowed her hand to stray between her little girl's buttocks, resting a finger against the moist cleft of Amy's anus. And as her own mother's touches took her daughter to the brink of orgasm, Lori slid that finger deep into her daughter's rectum with a single smooth stroke.

And then Amy moaning in delight, her thin body seizing up as she and Holly brought her to orgasm, the little girl's face positively angelic with pleasure.

Finally Amy rested quietly atop her grandmother, curled up in Holly's arms like a sleeping kitten. Lori placed soft little kisses on her child's face, neck and shoulders where she lay... and Amy loved it, finally rolling around to hug her mother, her little girl's mouth seeking out Mommy's in a kiss that immediately grew heated.

Lori gently sucked at Amy's tongue while they kissed, then mother and daughter slowly broke apart, both smiling. "I love you, baby," Lori whispered.

"I love you too, Mommy," the child cooed.

Then Lori felt her own mother's hands rolling her onto her back. She gazed up at a very naked Holly, who was teasing the tips of her generous breasts with playful fingers. "We have to take care of you now, honey," she cooed. Glancing at her granddaughter, she raised an eyebrow. "Want to help me make love to your mommy, Amy?"

Soon Lori had her legs spread wide, knees folded up to her chest as her mother and daughter taking turns licking her cunt, pausing occasionally to share hot, hungry kisses.

Then they had her up on all fours... Holly lying underneath with her mouth fastened to Lori's vagina, savoring her grownup girl's honey, while little Amy knelt behind her mother, her tongue licking eagerly at Lori's ass crack.

With such loving attention from her mother and her little girl, Lori couldn't hold out for long. She cried out loud as a massive orgasm crashed into her, shaking helplessly from head to toe. Lori's mother kept right on going, though, suckling at the inflamed button of her clitoris, sending the moaning woman careening like a pinball from climax to incredible climax. And Amy hung on to Lori's thigh as best she was able, just so she could continue to lick at her mommy's bottom hole.

Finally Lori lay spent, exhausted... but when her loved ones moved up to lie with her, she drew her mother and her daughter into a tender embrace, adorning them both with kisses that quickly rekindled her ardor.

Then it was Amy's turn to be loved... and both the older women showered the little girl with affection and sex; kissing and touching every inch of her babyish body.

At one point, while she was watching her mother lick her little girl's cunt, Lori glanced up to look into Amy's eyes, now glazed over in ecstasy. She paused to reflect upon the enormity what they were doing... daughter, mother and grandmother becoming sexually intimate. Were they making a huge mistake for the sake of mere physical pleasure?

Then, with a smile and a shrug, she reached out to slide two fingers deep into her mother's pussy as she gave her daughter a loving smile. Soon the child was squealing in ecstasy as her grandmother's hot, licking mouth took her to a wonderful place.

Lori and her little girl then turned their attention to Holly, exploring the older woman's voluptuous and very beautiful body.

"Wanna get fucked, Mom?" Lori cooed, teasing her mother's clit with skillful fingers.

"Yes," moaned Holly.

With a grin, Lori stood and moved over to her dresser. Opening a drawer and reaching inside, she pulled out an eight-inch strap-on cock.

"Oh, baby," her mother gasped, "yes. I want that inside me."

"What's that, Mommy?" queried Amy.

"You remember when I told you about the male body, honey?" replied Lori as she fastened the strap-on around her waist.

"Mmm-hmm," Amy nodded, still staring in awe at the latex cock.

"Well, this is like a man's penis... but made for women who want to fuck other women."

"Cool!" Amy squealed. "Are you gonna use that on Grandma?"

"I sure am, baby," Lori purred, smearing the length of the toy with Astroglide.

Holly got onto all fours, presenting her bottom to her daughter. "Fuck me in the ass, honey... I love it that way, and it's been ages."

"Mmmm, I'd love to, Mom," Lori purred. She pressed a dab of the clear lubricant onto her mother's anus, rubbing it in. Then she knelt on the bed behind Holly. "Amy, sweetheart," she murmured, "want to put Mommy's cock into your grandmother's bottom?"

Amy was beside her mother in a flash, eyes dancing. "Yeah!"

"Take hold of it, then... there you go. Now place the tip against her bottom hole and slip it inside."

The little girl stared, enthralled, as she pushed the tip of Lori's cock into her grandmother's rectum. A wild cry issued from Holly as the head popped inside... then she moaned long and low as Lori slid the full eight inches into her ass.

Lori's head swam, overcome at the sheer perversity of it all. She was penetrating her own mother's anus, her belly touching Holly's bottom as the older woman gasped and whimpered, clearly feeling every inch of her daughter's cock.

Lori leaned forward until her lips were touching Holly's ear. "You're really into this, aren't you Mom?" she hissed. "Think of it... your little girl's all grown up now, and she's going to fuck your ass." Her tongue emerged to lick around the edge of her mother's ear, and Holly gasped as the latex toy shifted about inside her rectum. "My sexy Mommy-slut," Lori whispered, "I'll bet you're dripping right now." Her fingers stole between her mother's thighs. "Mmmm, yeah... God, your cunt is like a fucking river."

"Oh, yes," whispered Holly. "Oh, yes." She braced herself, pushing back against her daughter's lovely intrusion. "Take me now, baby. I'm ready for you. Do my ass."

Lori turned to her little girl. "Why don't you get down under your grandmother, Amy... lick her pussy while I fuck her."

With a devilish grin, Amy scooted beneath Holly, who was nearly trembling in anticipation. "My God," she breathed, twisting around to stare up at her daughter, "This is the wildest thing I've ever done - - it's so utterly twisted, and I don't even care..." A shudder of pleasure raced through Holly's womanly frame, her head arching back as little Amy's mouth claimed her sex.

Lori began to move, working her cock back and forth in Holly's anus... slowly at first, but gradually increasing the length of her strokes, fucking her mother harder and deeper with every thrust.

"Oh... oh! My stars, yes. Oh angel, you feel so good inside me. God -- s-so fucking good!"

"Take my cock, Mom," Lori growled, "take it all!"

"Oh, yes, baby. Ooooohhh, mercy -- FUCK ME!"

Lori felt an intoxicating sense of power as she plowed her mother's ass, her hips churning, giving it everything she had... Holly bucking and writhing in delight beneath her, moaning in utter rapture. They were fucking like wild animals, Lori gripping her mother's hips tightly, her stomach slapping against Holly's buttocks with each brutal stroke.

As she fucked Holly, Lori got quick glimpses of the golden hair and glazed eyes of her daughter as Amy ate her grandmother's pussy. Lori grinned, knowing what a good little lover her child already was. Amy had taken to lesbian sex as if she was born to pleasure women -- and she was clearly happy to be where she was, face buried between her grandmother's legs, mouth glued to her cunt.

Lori felt an intoxicating sense of power as she sodomized her mother, driving her cock as far into Holly's anal canal as it would go. As for Mom, she was panting heavily with each stroke, going "huh! huh! huh! huh!" to the tempo of her daughter's thrusting hips.

When Holly came, a hoarse scream ripped loose from her throat... the older woman's hands clutching handfuls of the sheets as her body seized up in helpless spasms of pleasure, suddenly going rigid for a few seconds before an overcome Holly slumped forward into a welcoming pillow, releasing her held breath in a deep sigh of satisfaction.

They stayed in bed for the rest of the day, sharing pleasure with each other... but also exchanging intimate confessions.

Lori once again admitted to her mother that she would have gone to bed with her years ago, if she could have -- then a blushing Holly confessed that she'd had sexual fantasies about her daughter ever since realizing her own lesbian cravings a few months earlier. As for Amy, she was a bundle of happy energy, overjoyed to have her beautiful mother and grandmother as her first lovers.

The three females took a break from their incestuous delights to share a bath together... then they climbed back into bed, eager for more.

True to her youthful nature, Amy eventually grew bored with all the sex and wandered away, but Lori and Holly made love for hours. For a long time they were content just to sit face to face, legs spread, a double dildo buried to the hilt in their cunts, kissing and fondling each other, whispering words of endearment and sharing dreams about their future together.

"I'm in love with you, Mom," Lori breathed. "I don't want anyone else to share my bed... only you and Amy."

"Sweet angel," gasped Holly, her eyes moist with joyful tears. "I adore you so... how could this be wrong? You, me and Amy -- it's perfect..."

After extracting the dildo from their bodies, mother and daughter cuddled together for a long while. Finally they decided it was time to sleep.

As Holly made the bed, Lori went searching for Amy. She found her little girl downstairs, still naked, dozing on the couch in the living room. With an adoring smile, she gently picked up her ten- year-old daughter and carried her upstairs to her room... carefully slipping the child into bed next to her grandmother, who had already drifted into slumber.

Lori took a step back to survey the scene. Her mother and her child, both naked and sexually fulfilled, lying side by side in her bed.

Like after her first time with Amy, unsettling questions began to nag at Lori. How were they going to deal with this for the rest of their lives? Could she really live with her own mother as a lover? And could she also have a long-term love affair with her daughter? How would this change things for them as a family? What would Melanie think? Should they tell her about this? What if anybody else ever found out?

It was all too much to think about... and the hour was late. Best to put her concerns aside until tomorrow.

Lori crawled into bed, little Amy nestled snugly between Holly and herself. She kissed her daughter's cheek, then rolled onto her back to gaze at the ceiling, a thoughtful smile on her lips as she reflected on how her world had changed so drastically in the space of a few days.

And despite problems that would surely arise with their new life as lovers, Lori knew that these changes were very much for the better. She knew that she'd never been so contented, so at peace. This felt good. It felt right. For now, that was enough.