Date: Thu, 01 Nov 2001 17:48:24 -0800
From: Bonnie S <baldvalley@hotmail.com>
Subject: Precocious Maria - 3

PRECOCIOUS MARIA-3      by     Bonnie
(Ffff, Ff, ws)

THIS STORY AND ANY OF ITS PARTS MAY NOT BE REPOSTED, COPIED, ARCHIVED, 
TRANSMITTED, OR ALTERED IN ANY MANNER WITHOUT THE EXPRESS, WRITTEN CONSENT 
OF THE AUTHOR.

Is there no end to this story?  The plot thickens (what a choice of words),
so, of course not.  It does contain strong language and explicit
descriptions of sexual activity, which means no family rating, boys and
girls.

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                               PRECOCIOUS MARIA - 3


     The following Monday morning Bonnie was in the kitchen getting the rest
of the things laid out for the girls.  The doorbell rang, and it was Gloria.
  She came in, deposited her school stuff on a chair in the living room and
took her seat at the kitchen table.  Just at that moment, Bonnie heard
Maria's mother pull into the driveway.  By the time she had reached the
front door, Maria was already inside.  Bonnie followed her into the living
room while she put her school things down.  Maria walked over to Bonnie and
gave her a very wet kiss, then told Bonnie that her mother wanted to talk to
her for a minute.  "She's waiting out in the car," Maria told her.  Bonnie
told Maria to go join Gloria at the kitchen table.  Just then, Bonnie's mom
came in the room wearing a robe, and with a towel wrapped around her wet
hair.  "Bonnie, honey, would you take the girls to school this morning,
please?  I'm behind my schedule today and I won't be ready when Alice
arrives if I have to drive them."

     "Sure, Mom.  I'll be happy to drop them off."  Then Bonnie went out to
talk to Maria's mother.

     "Hi, Mrs. Jamison.  Maria said you wanted to talk to me about
something."

     "Good morning, Bonnie.  Yes, I wanted to ask you a couple of things, if
I could."

     Bonnie stood there, expectantly.  "Sure.  Go ahead."

     "Well, I'm not quite certain just how to begin, so I'll just start with
this.  I wondered if you have noticed anything unusual about Maria's
behavior lately."

     "What do you mean?"

     "Well, has she said or done anything odd, you know, has she been
pestering you about adult matters, umm, you know, matters like sex?"

     "Do you mean has she been asking me about sex?"

     "Well, yes, and have you noticed her doing anything odd, like going
into the bathroom for long periods, things such as that?"

     "Mrs. Jamison, are you wondering if Maria is masturbating?  Is that
what you are wondering about?"

     "Yes, but other things as well.  Things such as...  The other day, the
first day you drove her home for me, I went into her bathroom looking for
something and I found a pair of wet panties and jeans on the floor.  Umm,
they were wet with urine.  I know because I smelled it on the clothes.  So,
I was wanting to know if she has been doing any odd things that you've
noticed.  You see, Maria is a very precocious child in many ways.  She's
always asking me questions about the differences between men and women, you
know, sexual differences.  You've no doubt noticed that she is a very
tactile person, always wanting to touch you.  Has she tried to touch you or
your mother inappropriately?"

     Bonnie was a little flustered by this frank discussion, and she felt
her face getting a little red.   She hoped that Mrs. Jamison wasn't
noticing.  "Wow, Mrs. Jamison!  I'm a little shocked by all this."

     "Yes, I'm certain that it's a shock to you, but I'm concerned about
her.  I want to prevent her from going off the deep end about this kind of
thing.  You understand my concern, I'm sure."

     "Oh, yes.  I understand.  I'm just thinking about the time she's been
coming here, and I don't recall anything unusual happening.  What did she
say when you asked her about the wet clothing?"

     "To be honest, I haven't talked to her about it.  I wanted to talk to
you first.  She's always telling me about how the two of you are such good
friends, so I thought that you might have noticed something different about
her behavior."

     "Do you want me to talk to her?  We are pretty close, and she has
confided in me about some things.  I probably could get her to talk to me.
Have there been any other things that you are wondering about?"  Bonnie
wanted to try and learn if the woman had any other suspicions, suspicions
that might incriminate her.

     "Well, yes, as a matter of fact.  This is kind of embarrassing, but
I'll tell you confidentially.  Sometimes Maria tries to put her hands on me,
you know..."

     "Really?"

     "Do you know, has she ever tried that with your mother?  I wonder if
she has some kind of perverted attraction to older women.  She is only 9
years old, well, she'll be 10 in the next couple of weeks, but you know how
kids are these days.  They seem to be growing up faster and faster."

     "Yes, I've noticed.  But I don't think you have anything to worry
about.  Maria is very grown up for her age, but I don't think she has much
interest in the boys.  I'll keep my eyes and ears open for you."

     "Thanks so much, Bonnie.  I didn't know who else to talk to about this.
  She really isn't close to many people, you know.  Let's just keep this
between the two of us for now, okay?  Well, goodbye, and thank you Bonnie."

     "Goodbye, Mrs. Jamison.  Don't worry.  I'll keep my eyes on her.  Have
a nice day."

     As Bonnie returned to the house, she let out a big sigh of relief.  She
was getting pretty nervous having a conversation ot that type with the
mother of the girl she'd been playing sex games with.  When she got back
into the kitchen, her mother asked what Mrs. Jamison had wanted.

     "Oh, nothing much.  She just wanted to thank me for being a good friend
to Maria, and for driving her home."  She looked over at Maria and winked
slightly.  Maria's look of apprehension began to fade.  Then the girls
collected their school things and went out to get in the car.  Bonnie told
them to get in her car.

     The next two or three weeks figured to be busy ones at school for
Bonnie.  She had a growing number of lab assignments for her Physics class,
and that meant spending more time in the lab.  She arrived home that
afternoon just a few minutes before it was time to run Maria home.  She took
just long enough to say hello to her mother before having Maria get her
things.

     Maria was about to pop wanting to know what her mother had wanted that
morning.  Bonnie told her the gist of it, mentioning about the wet clothing.
  Maria said that, after she had changed into dry clothes, she sat around in
her room for a while listening to the radiio, then had gone downstairs to
get her book bag so she could do her homework.  While downstairs, Sherry had
called, and they were talking when her mother arrived home.  "I guess she
went in my bathroom and found them while I was talking to Sherry.  I tried
to think up an excuse while I was waiting for Mom to ask me about them, but
she never said anything.  Did she say she was going to talk to me about it?"

     "No, she said she wanted it to be between me and her for the time
being.  I think you're safe, but you better start being more careful about
that stuff.  See, didn't I tell you that you have to watch out?"

     "Yeah, I know.  From now on I'll put the stuff in the washer so she
won't have a chance to catch me."

     "Maybe you'd better just quit before you really get yourself in a
mess."

     They drove on in silence for a few minutes, then Maria asked, "Bonnie,
how come you are driving me in your car now, and not your mom's."

     Bonnie looked over at her and said, "Why do you think?"

     Maria sat there for a second, thinking, then said she really didn't
know; she said she just figured there was something wrong with Bonnie's car
since they had been taking her mother's.

     "No, you know that I drive my car to school all the time.  I decided to
begin driving you home in it just in case you have one of your urges to pee
in your pants again.  It won't matter if you pee on my car.  But, as I said,
you really should quit that, at least when you're not home."

     Maria looked over at her and smiled.  "You have a good idea there,
Bonnie.  I feel like peeing right now!"

     Bonnie glanced over to see Maria's jeans getting dark in the crotch,
and she felt a twinge in her cunt.  "Oh, god Maria!  I love watching you pee
your pants!"  Maria's jeans were now soaked halfway down her thighs, and the
wetness was creeping up the back toward her waistband.  "Oh, Bonnie!  Feel
my pants!  This feels sooo good!  I love peeing in my pants!"

     Just then they pulled into the driveway.  Bonnie turned off the engine
and immediately scooted down and got between Maria's legs and began sucking
the crotch of her soaking jeans.  Maria tried to get her to stop so she
could pull her pants down, but Bonnie sat back up shortly and said that she
had to get back home to work on a lab project.     Maria reluctantly got out
of the car and went in the house.  As she walked away from the car, Bonnie
reminded her about leaving wet clothes lying around.

     That became the pattern for the next few days.  On the way home, Maria
would either pee herself, or she would pull off her jeans and Bonnie would
suck her cunt and give her a good climax before returning home.

     Maria's house was on a cul-de-sac with many large trees and shrubbery.
The houses were fairly large and sat on large lots, affording a good amount
of privacy.  Next door to the Jamison's lived the Walsh family-Rob and
Jenny, and their 12-year-old daugher, Samantha, or Sam as she was called.

     Sam's bedroom overlooked the driveway of the Jamison's house.  She
could see most everything going on in that part of the yard next door.  That
Monday afternoon Sam just happened to be looking out the window facing the
Jamison's driveway, and she witnessed Bonnie and Maria as Bonnie slid off
the car seat and got between Maria's legs.  Sam was watching them right
through the windshield of Bonnie's car.  She had stopped in just the right
spot for Sam to be able to see inside.

     Sam watched in fascination.  She had never seen anything like that
before, and was almost hypnotized by their actions.

     She was even more astounded when she saw Maria get out of the car and
noticed her soaking wet jeans.  She couldn't understand why Maria's pants
were wet.  She thought about what she had just seen but couldn't decide what
to do.  She was extremely curious about all of it and thought that she might
ask Maria.  But how?

     Over the course of the next few days that week, Sam kept watch out her
bedroom window, and she was rewarded for her vigil by more scenes like that
on Monday.  By Thursday evening Sam was nearly beside herself with
curiosity.  She knew she needed to find out or she was going to burst.

     That evening she decided to call Maria and hint around about what she
had been observing, to see if Maria might catch on and reveal what had been
going on.  She picked up her phone and dialed next door.  Maria answered.

     "Hi Maria!  It's Sam."

     "Oh, hi Sam.  What's up?"

     "Oh, nothing much.  I was just wondering if you finished making plans
for your birthday party yet."

     "Yeah, we're going to finish up Saturday morning.  Sherry is coming
over, and my friend, Bonnie, you know, the girl whose mother watches us
during the week.  She's coming over, too."

     "Yeah, what about your friend, Bonnie?"

     "Um, what do you mean, Sam?"

     "Well, you know, what kind of person is she?  Is she nice?  Does she
let you hang around much?"

     "Oh, yeah, she's really nice.  I really like her a lot.  We get along
great.  She lets me hang out with her anytime I want."

     "Wow, she sounds pretty cool!  What kinds of stuff do you an dher do?"

     "Oh, we just hang out in her room, mostly, and listen to music and
stuff."

     Sam saw that she was going to have to be a little more direct.  "Well,
do you do anything special, you know, like...  I've seen a couple of times
that she drives you home."

     "Yeah, she brings me home so that I don't have to wait so long at her
house for Mom to come by.  She's really cool about that stuff.  We have a
good time in the car, you know, checking out the guys and stuff."

     Sam decided to take the plunge.  She couldn't stand this sidestepping
any longer.  "Um, Maria, I've seen you and Bonnie in her car there in your
driveway."

     There was silence for a minute, then Maria asked hesitantly,  "Just
what did you see, Sam?"

     "Well, I saw Bonnie doing something down in front of you inside the
car, and I saw your wet pants when you went in the house.  I just wondered
what you two were doing."  There, she finally got it out.

     Maria became very hushed and said in a low tone,  "Look, Sam, I'll tell
you but you have to promise faithfully that you won't tell a single soul.
Promise?"

     Sam was getting excited.  She was about to find out what has been going
on over there all week.  "Oh, sure, I promise.  You know I won't tell
anyone."

     "Okay, but you better not.  Bonnie is my girlfriend.  Um, you know, we
make love to each other."  Maria decided to let that soak in and see what
reaction it would get.

     "You mean, like having sex?"

     "Yeah.  We have sex.  Bonnie is so cool.  We really have a great time
together."

     "How did it start?  Did she make you start having sex with her?"

     For a second, Maria was going to say yes, but changed her mind because
she could tell that Sam was impressed by Maria's remarks.  "No, I made her
want to do it."

     "Wow, that's amazing!  How did you make her do it?"

     Maria then told Sam the whole story.  When she was done, Sam was
astounded.  "God, Maria, that is so amazing!  And you do stuff all the time!
  Wow!  I've watched you from my bedroom window.  But one other thing.  How
come your jeans are wet sometimes?"

     Maria thought, "I've gone this far.  I might as well tell her all of
it."  She spoke in a hushed voice once again.  "We pee in our pants
sometimes.  Bonnie does it, too.  And sometimes we even pee on each other.
God, Sam, it really feels good to do it.  I really like doing it!"

     Sam was speechless.  She just couldn't believe what Maria had just
confided to her.  "Wow, Maria.  I just can't believe it.  It all sounds
really cool.  And you like getting peed on."

     They said goodbye a short time later, and Sam laid on her bed digesting
all the latest news.  As she lay there, her thoughts turned to her mother,
Jenny, who was downstairs.  Sam had often thought about her mother in a
sexual way.  Lately, she had been thinking of her as she masturbated,
thinking about her mother's shapely body and how she looked without clothes.
  She began thinking, "Maybe, just maybe..."  She decided to get more
details from Maria about how she was able to get Bonnie to have sex with
her.

     On the way to Maria's house that Friday afternoon, Maria told Bonnie
that she and Sherry were going to plan Maria's birthday party the next day,
and she asked Bonnie if she would like to come over and help them make the
plans.  Bonnie told her that she could come over for a while, but she needed
to go to the lab sometime during the day, so they decided on 10:00 am.

     Bonnie arrived shortly before 10 the next morning, and Maria was
waiting for her.  She said that Sherry would be there within a ffew minutes,
and she took Bonnie into the living room where they sat down on the couch
and talked while waiting for Sherry.  A short time later the doorbell rang;
it was Sherry, and Maria's neighbor, Sam.  "Hi gang!  Come on in!"  Maria
ushered them into the living room.  Bonnie got up and introduced herself to
Samantha.

     "Hi, Samantha.  I'm Bonnie, Maria's friend."

     Sam put out her hand to Bonnie.  "Hi, Bonnie.  Yes, I know.  Maria has
told me about you."

     They all moved to sit down, Sam and Maria sitting together, and Sherry
and Bonnie together on the couch.

     Sherry spoke up, "Bonnie, Sam andMaria have birthdays on the same day.
Maria is going to be 10 and Sam will be 13.  We thought it would be fun to
have their birthday parties together."

     "That sounds like a great idea, Sherry.  The more the merrier when it
comes to parties.  Where's the party going to be?"

     Either here or at Sam's.  Probably here, though.  I think Maria's
parents are going to be here.  It'll be the first time in a long time that
they'll be home on the weekend.  They're usually gone somewhere, and me and
Maria are left here all alone.  Well, here's what I've thought about for the
party."  Sherry proceeded to go over all the details.

     When they were finished, Sam and Maria put in their guest lists.
"Well, that's that," said Sherry.  "It should be a really cool party, right
girls?"  Both Maria and Sam responded affirmatively.

     Bonnie looked at her watch.  "I guess I'd better get going.  I have to
go over to the school and work in the lab for a while.  I'll see all of you
later.  Very nice meeting you, Sam."  Bonnie got up and headed for the door.
  Maria tagged along with her.

     "Don't you think we're going to have a great time next weekend?"

     "Yes, it should be a lot of fun.  You have a nice-sized group coming.
Not too many, and not too few.  I'll see you on Monday."

     The following week passed rapidly.  Bonnie was busy at school every
afternoon, but returned home to deliver Maria to her house.  Maria's
behavior was more subdued, and Bonnie was thankful for that.  She had too
many school things on her mind and didn't really want to deal with
out-of-control Maria.

     That Friday, on the way to Maria's house, Maria said that the party
would be at Sam's house since her parents would have to leave town before
the party concluded.  Bonnie wondered about Maria's parents.  They never
seemed to care about leaving her alone while they went off on their junkets.
  Maria was left on her own way too much, Bonnie thought.  It was no wonder
that she craved attention from anyone who would give it to her.  Bonnie felt
sorry for her, and hoped that some day Maria would be able to stand on her
own and not need to cling to anybody passing by.  She really was a sweet
girl.

     Bonnie arrived at the Walsh house a few minutes before the announced
time.  All the guests were there by that time.  Bonnie was introduced around
and then went over to the guests of honor to present them with their gifts.
"A very happy birthday to two of the sweetest people I know."  She gave each
of them a quick kiss and hug.

     As the party progressed, Bonnie spent most of the time talking with
Maria's parents, and Sam's parents.  She liked Sam's mother from the start.
Jennifer was a very warm, cordial person, and she made Bonnie feel at home
and at ease.  They spent most of the time together, talking about the girls,
and about Bonnie's school and career plans.

     About 3 pm Maria's parents took their leave and headed to the airport.
The party wound down after that, and by 4 pm all the guests had departed.
Sherry, Maria, and Sam went over to Maria's house to take her gifts, and
Bonnie helped Jennifer clean up.  When they were done, Bonnie said she would
go over and see what the girls were up to.

     She found a note on the front door telling her to come on in.  Once
inside, she called to the girls, and they called down to her to come on
upstairs.  She wondered just what she was going to find once she got up
there.  Her pussy was juicy and in need of attention.  Sam's mother, Jenny,
had gotten that out of her, and now she needed relief.

     She walked into Maria's room and saw a marvelous sight.  All three
girls were stripped down to their panties.  Sherry was on the bed, lying on
her back, with both girls on either side of her, sucking her big nipples.
Sherry had one hand in her panties and was fingering her clit as they sucked
at her.  After a few minutes, Sherry told Sam to get down between her legs
and lick her pussy, and for Maria to take off her panties and get over her
face.  Soon there was a lot of pussy slurping going on, and Bonnie couldn't
take any more.  She dropped her jeans to the floor and rammed her fingers
into herself, stroking furiously until she brought herself to a crashing
orgasm.  Her legs became wobbly, and she sank to the floor in ecstacy.

     Meanwhile, Sherry was cumming in Sam's face as Maria came in hers.
They all collapsed onto the bed and laid motionless for a few minutes.

     Bonnie finally managed to get herself off the floor and over to the
bed.  She crawled on and lay next to Sam.  In a minute Bonnie reached down
and pulled Sam's panties off and moved around so she could get her face in
this lovely girl's crotch.  Sam had never had her pussy eaten before, and
the second Bonnie's tongue touched her clit, she nearly fainted from the
sensation.  Bonnie licked up and down Sam's slit, then pushed her tongue
into her canal.  Inside she contacted Sam's hymen.  "Oh, Sam, you're still
intact.  I've never eaten a virgin pussy before!"

     Sam was moaning and humping her hips up into Bonnie's face.  "Oh,
please, Bonnie.  Eat me!  Please eat me!!  Bonnie moved back up to Sam's
clit and began rubbing her tongue across the sensitive button.  Sam jumped
as if she had been shocked.  "Oh, god, keep doing that!  Oh, ohhhhhh!!!  Oh,
I think I'm cumming!!!  Oh, Bonnie, suck me, suck me, suckkkk mmmeeeee
aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!  Sam exploded like a rocket, her thick juice
squirting out of her all over Bonnie's face.  Sam held Bonnie's head tightly
to her cunt as she sent wave after wave of her cum into Bonnie's mouth.

     Sherry and Maria had been watching the two go at it, and Sherry rolled
over and got between Maria's legs and began tonguing her little clit.  Maria
tugged at Sherry's hair and told her to turn around in a 69.  Soon both were
tonguing each other to a quick orgasm.

     While this was going on, none of them heard Sam's mother, Jenny, come
in the house and begin searching for the girls.  She heard the cries and
moans from upstairs and went up to investigate.  As she stood looking into
Maria's room, she was shocked and disbelieving what she was seeing.  There
her daughter was with Bonnie sucking her cunt, and the other girls were
sucking each other.  She didn't know how to react, but she knew something
had to be said.  She loudly clearedher throat, which got everyone's
attention.  All four of them were staring glassy-eyed at Mrs. Walsh, who
couldn't think of a way to start.  They just stared back and forth.
Finally, Jenny told Bonnie to get up from between her daughter's legs.  "I
must say, I never expected anything like this to be going on!  Sam, get
dressed right now!  And the rest of you, too!"

     They all got up and dressed quickly.  Jenny told them all to come down
to the living room after they dressed, then she turned and left the room.

     Sam was starting to cry, and Bonnie put her arm around her.  "Don't
worry, Sam.  Everything will be okay.  We'll get your mother calmed down."
They all finished dressing and went downstairs.

     Jenny was sitting in a chair waiting for them.  They filed in and took
seats.  "I've seen some pretty wild things in my time, but nothing quite
like what you were doing up there.  Bonnie, of all people, I expected a lot
more from you.  And my own daughter.  Sam, whatever inspired you to do a
thing like this?  I am truly shocked at all of you."

     Maria started to speak up.  "Mrs. Walsh, it's all my fault.  I'm the
one who talked Sam into doing this.  She didn't want to, but I talked her
into it."

     "Well, Maria, I believe that it takes two to tango, if you understand
my meaning.  You may have talked to Sam, but she decided to join in, so
she's as much at fault as any of the rest of you.  Sherry, your mother would
be very disappointed in you today, I'm sure.  Bonnie, I think it's time that
you left now, and Sam, it's time for you to go home to your room."

     As Bonnie turned to leave, she told Jenny that she was sorry for what
had happened.  Jenny just looked at her without saying anything.  Bonnie got
her things and departed.  Jenny and Sam went home right after, leaving
Sherry and Maria to wonder what would be the outcome of being caught.

     Sam went up to her room and flopped down on her bed.  She had no idea
what was going to happen to her.  She knew she could say goodbye to any
chance she might have had to seduce her mother.  She was miserable and felt
like crying.

     After getting home, Jenny went into the kitchen and had a glass of
water.  Her nerves were tingling from the experience of seeing all the girls
having sex.  She just couldn't believe that Sam would want ot have anything
to do with what had gone on over there.  Well, she knew she would have to
tackle this problem alone.  Her husband didn't need to know anything about
what had happened, because he would probably do something totally irrational
like send Sam to some kind of convent or something.  So, she knew that she
would take care of the matter and nothing would need to be said.  She slowly
got up from the kitchen table and walked to the stairs.  Oh, how I hate
having to deal with this, she thought.

     When Jenny got to Sam's door, she heard her inside, crying.  She tapped
on the door, then went in.

     "Sam, honey, we better try and sort out all of this."

     Sam turned away from her mother, crying just as hard as before.

     Jenny sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to her daughter.
She put her hand on Sam's hair and began to stroke her, telling her that
together they would get this figured out and settled between just the two of
them.

     Sam rolled over to face her mother and reached out to hug her.  "Oh,
Mom, I'm so sorry!  I didn't want to upset you or to hurt you this way."
She buried her face in her mother's shoulder and continued to cry.

     "Hush now, honey.  It's all right.  Mommy knows you just wanted to
experiment.  All girls your age have the same kind of thoughts and feelings.
  Remember, I was your age once myself."

     "Oh, Mom, I'm so mixed up about things right now.  I just wanted to see
what it was like, that's all."

     "I know, sweetie.  You didn't do any harm.  You tried it and now you
know that it isn't for you."

     "But that's just it, Mom.  I really liked it."

     Jenny sat there for a second, not knowing what to say.  She pulled Sam
closer and asked, "What do you mean, you liked it?  You mean you like
girls?"

     Sam wasn't sure just where this conversation would lead, but she had
revealed her true feelings and couldn't back up now.  "I don't know, Mom.
Yes, I think so.  I know I really enjoyed what Bonnie did to me.  It felt
really good."

     Jenny sat there, not knowing how to respond to this.  She could tell
that Sam was serious about her statement, so what was she to tell her, she
wondered?  "Honey, what makes you think that you are, um, gay?  Do you think
you're gay?"

     "I'm not sure, but I guess so.  I know I like to look at girls' bodies
and I think about them a lot."  Sam wanted to tell her mother about the
thoughts she has for her, but was reluctant to say anything.

     "Well, honey, I guess we'll just have to examine things and see where
it leads us.  Okay?"

     "Mom, you're not angry with me, are you?  I mean, are you angry that
I'm..."

     "No, honey, I'm not angry that you're gay.  It's just that it came up
so suddenly.  I didn't have time to prepare myself."

     Sam had shifted around so that she was lying on her back with the
pillow under her head.  Her mother was sitting next to her, turned somewhat
so that she was leaning slightly over Sam.  Sam reached out and put her hand
on Jenny's thigh.  Jenny didn't notice at first, but then Sam began to
stroke her mother's thigh.  Jenny looked at her and their eyes met, then
Jenny lowered her head and looked at Sam's hand stroking her thigh.  "Sam,
what are you doing?"

     "Nothing, Mom.  What do you mean?"

     "You're rubbing my thigh."

     "Mom, I love you.  You are so good to me, and so understanding.  I
hoped you would understand about today, and you do.  I love you so much."
Sam reached up and pulled her mother down onto her chest.  "Mom, I love
you!"  She turned her head so that their faces were together and kissed her
mother on the lips, a lingering, sensuous kiss.  Jenny started to pull away,
but Sam had her arms around her; Jenny was in an awkward position and found
it most difficult to raise up.  "Mom, will you kiss me?  Please?"

     Jenny was very flustered by Sam's kiss and her arms around her, pulling
her down.  She wanted to get up, and she told Sam to let go of her so she
could sit up.  Sam kept her arms around her and asked again, "Mom, please
kiss me.  Please, Mom.  I want you to kiss me.  I love you,  Please kiss
me."

     Jenny didn't know what else to do.  She knew she shouldn't be kissing
her daughter this way, but she wanted to let her know that she loved her and
would do anything for her, even kiss her if that's what she wanted.  Jenny
leaned over and kissed Sam, the same lingering, sensusous kiss that Sam had
given her.  This time it lingered longer.

     Jenny pulled away and drew in a deep breath.  "Sam, we shouldn't be
doing this.  You know we shouldn't be doing this."  Sam put her hand back on
Jenny's thigh, this time right next to her crotch.  After a minute, she slid
her hand over and onto her mother's heated crotch.  Jenny sighed and told
Sam that she shouldn't be touching her like that.  Sam leaned up and kissed
her, deeply this time.  Jenny attempted to pull her head up, but Sam had put
her arm around her mother's neck and held her down.

     After a minute, Jenny pulled back and told Sam to let her up.  "Sam,
you know we can't do this.  My God, I'm your mother!"

     "Mom, please let me hold you.  I love you so much, and I really need to
hold you, and I really need you to hold me.  Please, Mom?"

     "Oh, Sam.  We shouldn't do this.  You know it isn't right for a mother
and daughter to be doing these things to each other."

     Sam didn't reply.  She pulled her mother down on her and kissed her
passionately, pushing her tongue between Jenny's full lips.  Jenny resisted
momentarily, then opened her mouth.  She was not able to resist any longer.
"Oh, honey, let Mommy kiss you and hold you, sweet baby."

     Sam reached over and began to caress her mother's breast.  Jenny pushed
her chest onto her daughter's hand, whispering to her that she wanted Sam to
touch her.  Sam began unbuttoning her mother's blouse, exposing her
bra-covered breasts.  "Take off your bra, Mom.  Please?"

     Jenny sat up and removed her blouse and bra.  Her firm breasts sat
proudly on her chest, inviting Sam's mouth.  She reached up and cupped her
mother's breasts, kneading and squeezing them gently, playing with the erect
nipples.  "Oh, god Mom, you are so beautiful."  Sam leaned up and took
Jenny's right nipple into her mouth and began to suck.

     "Oh, Sam honey!  Suck Mommy's breast.  Oh, yes, that is so good!  Suck
hard, honey!"

     Sam sucked Jenny's breasts until the nipples were totally erect.  She
had not had a nipple in her mouth for many years, and she was delighting in
the feel and texture.  She rolled her tongue around it and nibbled on it.
"Mom, I love your tits.  I could suck on them forever!"

     Sam reached down and opened the clasp on her mother's pants.  "No, Sam.
  We can't do that.  No honey."

     "Please, Mom.  I have to know what it tastes like.  Oh, please, Mom.
Let me taste."

     Jenny was so flush with the excitement of their play that she couldn't
think straight.  She wanted her daughter to keep going, but knew it was
wrong, and was trying to get her head to let her stop this before it went
any farther.  "Oh, honey, we can't do that.  Mommy can't let you touch her
there."

     But Sam persisted, and after a few more minutes of tit sucking and
rubbing Jenny's cunt through her pants, Jenny was losing the will to resist.

     "Please, Mom.  Just a little.  I just have to taste you, I want to know
what a vagina tastes like.  Oh, please Mom.  Just a little taste?"  All the
while, Sam was rubbing at Jenny's flowing cunt.  Her panties were soaked and
sticking to her.  She very much wanted Sam to have her way, but still she
resisted.

     Sam finally got the pants unclasped and the zipper partially opened, at
least enough to get her hand inside.  When her fingers touched the fabric of
her mother's panties, she was thrilled at the wetness.  It was more
incentive to keep going.  She slid her hand as far inside her mother's pants
as she could and managed to get her fingers onto her mother's soaking wet
pussy.  At the touch of her daughter's fingers, Jenny lost the last will to
resist.  She leaned back, allowing Sam to finish unzipping her pants and
then pull them down.  Sam leaned forward, placing her mouth on the crotch of
her mother's panties, inhaling the aroma and licking the wetness.  Jenny
could only moan and spread her legs for her daughter.

     Sam slid off the bed and got between ther mother's legs and began
sucking her pussy through the material of the panty.  Jenny was squirming
and moaning, and Sam sucked harder.  She reached up and pulled the panties
to the side and pushed her tongue into her mother's slippery cunt.  When her
tongue touched Jenny's clit, it triggered a tremendous orgasm.  Her body
spasmed and her cunt convulsed, sending her to the apex of pleasure.

     Jenny lay back, trying to catch her breath and regain her senses.  Sam
was still on the floor on her knees with her face between her mother's
thighs, resting her head against her crotch.  After Jenny had regained
strength and sensibility, she pulled Sam up on the bed next to her and
kissed her passionately.  Sam returned her mother's kiss, then told her, "I
love you for all the world, Mom."  They lay quietly, holding each other.

End of Part Three

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