Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2007 11:09:54 +1000 (EST) From: maria berlesconi Subject: AM I A LESBIAN PART 3.ASC This is part of the continuing story called AM I A LESBIAN and this is PART 3 of the story. The story is by Maria. If you wish to contact me to tell me what you think I'd be pleased to read your mail on topendmaria@yahoo.com.au I promise to return your messages whether they be critical or in praise. Criticism should be gentle of course. As I woke and felt the sunlight on my body I enjoyed a luxurious stretch. I saw that wonderful body lay alongside me, the nipples still erect from our last love making just a short while ago. I leaned over to kiss my lover's nipples and then her lips tasting "cum" in both places. The "cum" wasn't mine, it was her own that had got there when I'd licked her pussy dry and then kissed her in both of those places transferring the taste there. My beautiful lover had given me the very best of her talents and let me show her mine. Her talents were unusual in that her "tour de force" was in letting me extract maximum passion from her whilst she moved her body. Torturing me trying to make sure that I remained in contact with her and mine was in making her `cum" like a running tap. My lover was beautiful and my mother. I can hear you all gasp as I admit that fact but we had been lovers for a little while now and while it probably goes against convention we didn't care. I may have explained how it came about that we are lovers in a previous chapter and even if I haven't I won't waste time that could be spent bringing her to another orgasm repeating the tale. She moved as I lowered my mouth to her delicious tasting pussy but still remained asleep, her movement only served to open up her delicious love channel for me. The open channel seemed to be inviting me to show how much I adored it. How could I, that had so recently enjoyed her, ignore this wonderful invitation. We had "loved" each other several times during the night, that didn't take into account the times we'd shared with each other during the previous evening when the challenge of perhaps being discovered by children had been ever present. As I moved my lips as gently over her pussy as I could her nubile body moved of it's own volition making me chase her across the bed. In reality, of course, she'd moved less than a couple of inches but when you are so totally engrossed in trying to keep in contact with her any movement is unwanted. Eventually, I did catch up with her and as I struggled to take her between my lips again she murmured that's so nice darling. Her compliments are sometimes more important than the actual act of sex itself, they made me more determined than ever that she should never regret taking me for a lover and her dominant partner at that. Little blobs of her juices, now even thicker than before, were forming on her pussy lips and I took a blob in the end of my tongue and showed it to her. Her finger wiped it off my tongue and transferred it to her own inviting me to come to her and take it away from her. Was it a challenge or just desire on her part that I should take it back again? If it was a challenge it was a challenge that I gladly accepted but rather than put my tongue in her mouth I captured that little precious blob and moving back down her delicious body I pushed my tongue back in her pussy and deposited it back where it had originated from. That brought a delicious little shudder from her and it progressed to more than a shudder it brought her to the brink or another orgasm. I didn't waste this moment, I moved on her pussy just as quickly as I could tasting her "cum" as it emanated from her tingly pussy. It was my turn to gasp as the volume of fluid had me choking to try and get it down my throat. She was far too lovely to let her outpouring go to waste. I rolled off her trying my best to swallow it all and although I'd like to boast that I'm pretty good at it I was having difficulty getting that last little drop down my throat. Her smile as she leaned over me kissing my nipples captured my heart and mother or no mother I wanted her more each time I had her. But, it was her turn to make me squirm now and although she'd always said that she doubts her talents when it comes to oral sex she could have fooled me. Her lips and tongue joined with her fingers and eventually her nipple in bringing me off. She made me lie with my legs as far apart as possible while she lay across me and inserted her nipple in my pussy. We both get such a "high" out of feeling the others "cum" moistening our nipples and when she went to give me her nipple to lick clean I almost fainted with the excitement. We lay there for a little while just savouring the night's activities, frankly having worked so hard giving her what we both wanted I was exhausted. She offered to let me stay there while she made the inevitable cup of tea, the elixir that cures all ills including sexual exhaustion. As she brought the tea to the side of the bed her breasts were swinging free of a bra, such a torment, if I'd had more energy I would have dragged her down on the bed again. Fucking bitch, she knew exactly what she was doing. But, as much as I wanted her I just didn't have the energy left to take care of her. Seeing that it was useless trying to get me aroused again she walked away from the bed giving her lovely little arse a delightful twitch. As enticing as it was, I had to admit that she'd drained me dry of both "cum" and energy but, my goodness, she has a delectable arse. Just to see her walking across the room with it swinging from side to side was mind- boggling. Yes, I understand that when she's wearing high heel shoes the swing happens but to see it happen when she was in her bare feet was something else to contemplate. If she was a meal on a plate the whole table of diners would be salivating over her. Yes, I know I'm biased but please give me some credit for integrity. Up lazy bones she said and without too much persuasion I got out of the bed quickly, didn't tell her that I was bursting for a "pee". She followed me into the bathroom and whilst I had a pee she brushed her teeth and when she went to spit the left over paste and froth into the basin it was all I could do not to open my mouth to try to capture that "stuff" that had been in her mouth. When I'd finished my pee and stood up she took my place on the warm seat and as I brushed her hand was stroking my bottom. Such a casual stroke, probably not intended to be provocative, but far too sensuous for comfort. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck becoming erect. Perhaps that's the wrong word to use here but I think you'll know what I mean, they seemed to be standing on end as she stroked me. I was almost persuaded to turn just that half turn and offer my still wet and tingly pussy to her but after the major efforts I'd put in during the night I decided against it. But, Erica is Erica and she's no slouch when it comes to turning a girl on again and her fingers crept from my bottom underneath me round to touch my pussy from behind whilst the fingers of her right hand, wetted in her mouth, slid gently into my waiting pussy. After the nights episode it felt like I could have driven a small car in there I was so wet and wide open for her. She heard me hiss as her fingers started moving against the walls of my vagina and she knew that I was hers for the taking. That smile as she realised that she had me was lovely to see, it gave her so much confidence to go even further. Courage shone in her eyes and the other hand was wetted in her mouth too and then, oh yes, then, entered into my anus and was turned around as though she was cleaning the inside of a jar but her knuckles were stroking that internal channel and bringing me to a peak. Come on darling, she said let it go, and yes I did, not as much as during the night but with an equal amount of pleasure. I damned near collapsed on the tiled floor and probably would have done if not for her fingers pushed into my bottom and my grip on the basin. Now this is where the real part of the day started when Erica now took charge and woe betide me if I didn't get a move on. She didn't even let me use her shower. I had to go to the ordinary bathroom that I shared with the other kids, no privileges for me now that the night and its activities was over. I was rushed out of her place and into the shared accommodation that I shared with three other kids and it was first in the shower the first one showered. So, I took the plunge and hopped in before the others were out of bed. Got to be careful moving around in this part of the house because big brother, although he was probably ogling other girls, was very particular about his twin sister and any sign of too little clothing and he would very soon have something to say. Mind you, it sometimes had its advantages, young men didn't tend to pester me and that was something in my favour. Once dressed in school uniform I wasn't the same girl that only a short while ago had been teasing her mother with her lustful mouth. She was calling up the stairs now and I knew that I'd better move it as quickly as I could or there would be trouble. Breakfast was on the table and each of us kids are expected to clean our plates and put them in the sink to be washed. Paul and I, brother and sister, left first mostly to escape the little ones who, as most little ones could be, were a real pain in the neck following us around like a couple of puppies and gawking when we stopped to talk to some of our friends. So, Erica had decided that it would be better all round if she took them later so as not to start our day too badly. Frankly, I'm a good student but of late I'd been idling away the time and it had come to the notice of the principal, a gentleman with an absence of humour. He called me into his office and explained to me why I was there, my lack of attention for a start off and then, poor marks in my homework, which, he was not prepared to tolerate from one of his star pupils. I told him that I always seemed to be tired, I certainly didn't tell him why I was so tired. I spent most of the night, and the evening before that, making love to Erica. Now that we'd started there was no stopping us and while she was demanding she was nothing in comparison to me. I'd got a lust for sex with other women, so far only with Erica, from Michelle my English friend with whom I'd been corresponding by e-mail thought I was also with Florence. I didn't know where she got her information from but among other things she'd said that my mother wanted to fuck me. How we'd got beyond that stage but I recalled being lay on my bed grasping my breast and shoving my hand in my pussy when she came into my bedroom. That was the start of this glorious romance although it couldn't really be described as a romance when your mother was the other participant. Somehow or another we were going to have to put and end to this "thing". If it wasn't a romance then I had no idea how to describe it. One problem that was going to arise very shortly was that Madeline, a former lover of my mothers, was to return shortly from Germany where she had been a student. I know how my mother felt about Madeline so, our romance, for want of a better word, would shortly have to end. As lusty as my mother is I couldn't see her coping with two lovers at the same time and I could see myself out in the cold so to speak. The friend I mentioned earlier, Michelle, had suggested a confrontation with Madeline but I think caution is needed here. Madeline has a reputation of going after what she wanted and getting it. I'm not trying to suggest she's a bully, just a very strong willed young woman who was used to getting her way most of the time. So this was my predicament, did I have to face off with Madeline or not. My friend Michelle suggested that maybe Madeline could be co-opted into a threesome or else I could be one of her troupe of girls. I wondered if Michelle had any more outrageous ideas to try on me, surely she didn't expect me to capitulate to Madeline without a struggle and I damned well wasn't going to give up Erica either. Come next week there could either be a massive confrontation or I would meekly surrender to her. I wonder what will happen then?????