Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2007 10:50:52 -0700 (PDT) From: Jay Rhyte Subject: McKenzie and Her Daughter's Other Lovers Pt. 1 Warning: This is a story based on two fictional characters. If you are offended by the sexual act between two girls or are under the age of 18 please do not continue. Author's Note: I am currently aspiring to be a professional writer. This is rough draft of a story I put together quickly of a fantasy I have had. I am currently working on a longer, more detailed version of this story but would like any feedback you wish to give me. This story is property of J.Rhyte. You may wish to download it for your personal pleasure or to send to a friend but if you'd like to copy and use it on your personal site please contact me for permission. Thank you. Please email jayrhyte@yahoo.com for comments and suggestions. --- McKenzie and her Daughter's Other Lovers by J. Rhyte McKenzie Jones had been left to raise her only daughter by herself after her husband had past away in a flight accident. He was a pilot. McKenzie was an adult novelist and stayed home often to work in her office. Her daughter Allysa (pronounced a-liss-a) had just turned 16 and was starting to discover the secret of her mother's work research. Allysa had been kissing her mother goodnight on the lips from the day she was born. At the age of 12 when Allysa was in the 6th grade, she huddled with a group of other girls during school recess. Stacey Wilcox was the center of attention that day with a story she was sharing. She and boyfriend Steve Lancer shared their first kiss together after school yesterday and she was telling the girls about the French kiss. It had involved their tongues. Allysa had been kissing her mother her whole life but never used her tongue. Confused by what Stacey had meant, Allysa thought and thought about it all during doing her homework, eating dinner, and getting ready for bed. Finally, when it was time for McKenzie to tuck in her only daughter and give her a good night kiss, Allysa brought up Stacey. "Mom, the girls were talking in recess today." "Oh yeah? What about?" McKenzie always took interest in her daughter's school happenings. "Stacey told everyone that she kissed her boyfriend Steve and they used their tongues." McKenzie chuckled quietly. "Well, that is usually what boyfriends and girlfriends do, isn't it?" "But how? I've never kissed with my tongue." McKenzie could not resist the set up. After all her daughter was a miniature version of herself, petite and athletic with long, thick brown hair that had a slight wave to it and a chest was already grown with prediction of being large and ample. Allysa was very attractive for a girl of only 12 years. "Would you like me to show you?" McKenzie asked calmly though she was rather excited. "How would you show me? You said boyfriends and girlfriends do it." "They do but usually before a girl can get a boyfriend she practices with one of her girl friends." "Oh ok." Allysa nodded. McKenzie sat on the edge of Allysa's queen sized bed and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her daughter's ear. "Now you know Moms and daughters are not supposed to be doing this kind of thing so we have to keep this a secret." "I know, Mom. I promise not to tell anyone." With Allysa sworn to secrecy, McKenzie leaned in and placed her lips onto her young daughter's. She slowly opened her mouth and slid her tongue across Allysa's lips. Allysa opened her mouth to allow McKenzie's tongue to enter. Slowly their tongues danced together. McKenzie wrapped her arms around Allysa's waist and pulled her in close. McKenzie felt a surge of energy rush down to her pussy, which dampened as she thought about her daughter's mouth on hers. Knowing if McKenzie continued she would want more from her daughter, she pulled away only after a few minutes. "So what do you think, sweetheart?" McKenzie looked at her bright eyed daughter. "Thanks for teaching me that, Mom." Allysa said before lying down on her bed. "You're welcome, Allysa. Now I think its time for bed, goodnight." "Goodnight." McKenzie turned off her daughter's bedroom light and shut the door behind her. Thoughts of her 12 year old raced through her mind as she jumped into her own bed and shoved her fingers into her dripping pussy. Frigging herself so fast, she came so hard and moaned almost loud enough to stir her sleeping daughter. The next day at school, all Allysa could think about was her mother teaching her how to kiss with her tongue. She also thought about what McKenzie had said about kissing. Before girls do it with boys they practice with their girl friends. Allysa had one best girl friend whose name was Krissy Wallis. Krissy was the only daughter of McKenzie's best friend Carrie-Lynn. Carrie-Lynn also had two boys and her husband was a very wealthy stock broker. He made the money and Carrie was the stay at home mom and trophy wife. McKenzie grew up with Carrie-Lynn and Allysa has known her as Aunt Care her whole life. Living diagonally behind the Jones, Krissy was at their house almost constantly. So was Care. During recess today, Allysa was about to join up the group of girls again but Krissy was just emerging looking bored and slightly uneasy. "Hey Krissy." "Hey Allysa. Stacey's over there talking about her and Steve kissing again. It's so boring now. And just because you've French kissed someone doesn't make you that special." "Actually, I talked to my mom about that last night." "About French kissing?" "Yeah, she said before girls do it with boys they practice with their girl friends." "Really?" "Yeah. Do you want to practice?" Krissy never did kiss anyone on the lips before. Her mother wasn't as affectionate with her as McKenzie was with Allysa. Perhaps that's because she had a big family where as Allysa and McKenzie were all each other had. It was Friday so after school that day Krissy went over to the Jones' with her mother. Carrie-Lynn left the girls in the kitchen when she locked herself in McKenzie's office with her best friend. "What do you think our Moms do in the office all the time?" Krissy asked Allysa, watching her mother walk up to the second floor of the million-dollar home. "Probably going to help my mom work on her book, you know they started writing together when they were our age." If only the girls knew what their moms really did locked up in an office that was attached to a master bedroom suite. "What kind of books does your mom write again?" "Adult books, I don't know. I can't read them yet. Mom said in a few more years." After they ate an after school snack, Krissy was in a hurry to get upstairs. "Do you want to practice French kissing now?" Krissy asked eagerly sitting down on Allysa's bed. "Sure." Allysa answered sitting next to her. Mimicking her mother, Allysa wrapped her arms around Krissy's waist and pulled her body close. She placed her lips on Krissy's, giving her a few short pecks before opening her mouth. Krissy followed suit and they tongue kissed for an hour. Down the hall in the master bedroom, something else was happening. McKenzie had been typing ferociously on a computer when Carrie-Lynn entered, shutting and locking the door behind her. "Working hard?" Carrie asked, before sitting on top of an empty spot of the desk and crossing her bare legs in front of her best friend. McKenzie leaned back in the rolling desk chair and took a deep breath. "New novel, it's intense." "Shall I read it?" Carrie placed her hand next to her and leaned on it towards the computer monitor. "How about I print it out and we'll go get comfortable and I will read it to you? I think you'll enjoy it more that way." The 35 year old women who looked immaculate for their age moved to the bedroom while the novel was busy printing out. Carrie-Lynn grabbed a golden silk robe and went into the master bathroom to change. There had already been a bottle of Merlot brought up from the wine cellar along with two wine glasses so McKenzie had taken the liberty of pouring some for her and her friend. "You always go into the bathroom to change, you are such a tease." McKenzie called out as Carrie came out of the bathroom, her long blond hair hanging down over the robe. She was taller than McKenzie but her breasts were smaller and her ass was rounder. McKenzie enjoyed the view. The blond walked back into the bedroom where she took a seat on the California king four post bed. McKenzie handed her a glass of the wine and began to read the newly written story. She walked into the dressing room, clutching a ruby red silk cocktail dress, one that would go well with her deep maroon hair. She looked into the mirror, wondering if she should risk the humiliation of trying to look younger than she really was. This dinner party would make or break her career. The boutique owner, a tall blonde had been watching this woman since she arrived at the store this rainy day morning. She watched the red head browse the many racks of delicate dresses and dinner attire and decided today was the day to throw caution to the wind and make her move. Just inside the dressing room, Rachel the red head had begun to take off her business suit. As the tan material fell to the floor she looked at the reflection in front of her. Her body was slim and her breasts were perky in a black padded bra. Behind her, she saw Amanda the blonde pull back the dressing room curtain. "I think your body is perfect for the dress you've selected." Amanda stated, starring at the beautiful body in front of her. Rachel nervously smiled and held the dress in front of her. "Are you sure this dress isn't too young for me?" "Oh this dress will make you look younger definitely but as for it being too young for you, not a chance." Amanda walked around to the red head and took the dress from her hands. She removed it from the hanger and slipped it over the head of the woman. Rachel held her breath as the red silk ran over her body. "Do you love how the material feels on your skin?" Amanda asked as she ran her hands up and down Rachel's torso and rested them then on her hips. "This dress hugs your curves amazingly. It's perfect." Rachel could feel the warm breath of the blonde on the small of her neck. "You really think so?" "Does it make you feel sexy?" Carrie shifted on the bed. Her own breathing became slower as she felt the warmth between her own legs. McKenzie had known this and smiled to her best friend as she read on. Rachel didn't answer and let Amanda continue. Leaning in closer to Rachel's ear, Amanda whispered, "You know what they say about women who wear black underwear? It means she wants to have sex with someone." Then Amanda kissed the woman's neck. "I've never done this before," Rachel whispered though didn't protest and the blond ran her hands under the ruby silk dress. She slipped two fingers under the band of Rachel's black lace thong and pulled them down to her feet. "Well then let me make this easy for you," Amanda said even softer and kissed Rachel on the lips. While the two women let their tongues explore the other, Amanda had motioned for Rachel to take a seat on a chair in the dressing room. After allowing their lips to part, Amanda knelt down in front of the girl and breathed in deep. She could feel the heat from between Rachel's legs and without hesitation pressed her lips to the bare cunt in front of her. By now Carrie could no longer stand it. The hand that was not clutching a glass of red wine had found its way between her legs and a finger was inserted into her warm love box. "Would you like me to go on?" McKenzie smiled looking down Carrie's body. "Kenz..." Carrie moaned but did not open her eyes. Kenzie leaned over and placed her lips upon Carrie's neck. Another moan slipped her lips. While Carrie fingered her soaking wet pussy, McKenzie pulled her in and kissed her lips. Just like her 12 year old daughter, McKenzie allowed for Carrie to open her mouth and slipped her tongue inside it. While they kissed McKenzie slipped her hands inside of silk robe her best friend was wearing and caressed the blonde's soft ample breasts. McKenzie pulled away from Carrie's mouth and moved down to her breasts where she sucked on a nipple. "Lower," Carrie moaned. McKenzie moved lower and grabbed hold of Carrie's left wrist. Pulling out the juicy finger, McKenzie sucked on it then kissed the lips between Carrie's legs. She moved her tongue in a circle licking Carrie's outer lips then plunged her tongue inside the wet whole of Carrie's pussy. "Do you like it?" McKenzie pulled away only for a second but Carrie had pushed McKenzie's face into her cunt. "Suck it hard," Carrie moaned and shoved McKenzie's face in harder. It wasn't long before Carrie's pussy began to convulse and cum had gushed from the hole between her legs. Down the hall Krissy and Allysa had just pulled away from each other. "What do you think they are doing in there?" Krissy could swear she heard noises from down the hall. "I don't know but I think we're having more fun." The girls giggled and kissed once more.