Date: Thu, 4 Jul 2013 11:05:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Mother Daughter Exchange Club 19 (lebian/incest, oral, ff/FF) Warning: Incest, oral, ff/FF This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2013 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Mother Daughter Exchange Club 19 By Jan My eighteen-year-old daughter, Loraine mentioned over breakfast a couple of days ago that she would like to invite a friend and her daughter over for coffee or something to get to know them better. I asked her how she met the woman, and she told me that she had been chatting with her online. I found that dubious but didn't question her motives. I have known for years that my daughter was a lesbian. Shortly after my husband deserted us, I had witnessed her as a child masturbating her playmates several times. I had tried to reason with her and even punished her several times for such activity. My efforts were to no avail. By the time she reached puberty I had caught her sniffing and licking the crotches of her classmates several times. There was no way to dissuade her from her attraction to girls. She had no interest in boys at all. At least I had no fear that she was going to get knocked up by some pimple faced boy before she finished school. There came a point when I gave up trying to change her ways, and just accepted the fact that she was never going to make me a grandmother. I avoided prying into her activities. When she had a girlfriend in her bedroom I avoided even going near the room, so I would not have to listen to the noises of their sexual activity. I must say I was disappointed, not only for her sexual preference, but she had been such a sweet and attractive girl. As she reached her teens she had opted to cut off her lovely brunet hair in favor of a brushed back haircut with a part down the middle of the back called a 'ducktail.' It looked like they type of haircut worn by teenaged boys from the fifties. Outside of school she chose to dress in boy's clothes. I don't understand why she wanted to be more like a boy than a girl, if she didn't like boys. She started spending nights with her girlfriends. I never asked her what went on when she spent the night at the home of one of her girlfriends. Sometimes she would come home smelling of booze and cigarettes. It hurt me the first time I saw a tattoo on the small of her back. When I asked her why she wanted to mark her body like that, she proudly showed it off. Then she showed me a couple of more tattoos by pulling down the front of her panties. She had a tattoo of red lips close to where a girl would have a pubic bush on her left side, and the symbol of female (a circle with a cross on the bottom) tattooed on the left butt cheek. My heart ached at the sight of the way she had marked her body. Over time I accepted that there was no way I was going to change her way of life. But she had never approached me about allowing her to entertain a mother and daughter at our home. I found it strange that she wanted me to help play hostess for them. I relented after she pleaded with me. The evening that the mother and daughter arrived was a balmy evening. I had prepared a table with a fondue dish with carrots, celery, jicama, and dried bread chunks. I had also made a pot of coffee flavored with cinnamon. I had a platter of pastry too. I had no idea what to expect. I assumed that the woman was bringing her daughter for Loraine. I figured that she was bringing her to meet my daughter and see what her family was like. I respected the fact that the woman was looking out for her daughter's wellbeing. Just the same I felt like an asshole setting out a spread just so my daughter could get in the panties of a teenager. At the appointed time the doorbell rang. Loraine opened the door to admit her guests. I was impressed by her guests. They were both very attractive women. The mother was a tall willowy natural blonde, dressed very smartly for a summer evening. Despite her slender build her breasts were pretty large and firm. The way her dress fit showed off her attributes to the fullest. Loraine introduced the mother to me as Elaine Brooks and her daughter as Jeannette. The daughter was a sweet looking girl about my daughter's age. Just looking at her surprised me because she was not the kind of girl Loraine normally went to bed with. She was a petite girl that looked like the cheerleader type. Her hair was the same color as her mother's and hung down her back to her waist. Her eyes were clear and a startling blue gray. She was also dressed in a pale yellow summer dress. Her three inch heels did little to elevate her head to eye level with the average woman. Loraine and I escorted them to the family room with the wide sliding glass door to the patio. We invited them to join us at the round table that served as a casual dining table and a card table. I acted a hostess and served the refreshments. Elaine produced a bottle of Chardonnay. I got us glasses and opened the bottle. I let the bottle breathe while I served the treats. When the guests sat down Loraine sat next to Elaine and her daughter sat next to me. I had not expected that seating arrangement. I had assumed my daughter was interested in the girl. While we munched on the celery and carrot sticks we talked about our pasts. Elaine told us that she was also a divorced parent of a teenaged daughter. The girls turned out to have similar tastes in music. We talked long enough to discover that we had a lot of other things in common. It disturbed me a little that while we were talking, Jeannette kept brushing her knee against my thigh. At first I thought it was an accident, but it was no accident when she pressed her knee against my thigh and placed the palm of her hand on the inside of my thigh. It embarrassed me. I felt like Loraine and Elaine knew what she was doing. Loraine picked up her glass and stood up as she extended her other hand to Elaine. "Let me show you the rest of the house." Elaine picked up her glass and fell in beside my daughter as they made their way to the hall leading to the bedrooms and bathrooms. Loraine stopped at the fridge long enough to retrieve another bottle of white wine. I didn't know what to say. It was obvious that my daughter had invited the couple to get in the mother's panties, but why had she included the daughter? I foolishly asked, "Would you like a pastry?" Jeannette flashed a big smile, "I was hoping to eat something else just as sweet!" I practically wet my pants. The sweet looking girl no more that sixteen years old was coming on to me. Before I could respond she leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I couldn't believe what was happening. I recoiled from the kiss. I said something stupid like, "your mother!" as if she might return and catch her daughter trying to kiss me. Jeannette smugly said, "Mother and Loraine will be busy for a long while! I want to make love to you just like your daughter is doing to my mother right now!" I was stunned by the bold behavior of this sweet and innocent looking girl. I was not all that innocent. I had experimented with girlfriends in high school and college, but had assumed that had just been a youthful fling. I had put that behind me before getting married. I had put on at least twenty pounds over the years, but at least some of the added weight went to the size of my breasts. They were heavier and needed thick shoulder straps to support them without cutting into my shoulders. I couldn't understand a vibrant young girl trying to seduce me. Suddenly I was being pulled to my feet. At first I resisted, but it didn't take long before I let her lead me down the hall. As we passed Loraine's door we heard the unmistakable sound of a woman's voice making unmistakable moans of pleasure and the sound of bed springs squeaking. Jeannette pulled me down the hall as she commented, "Sounds like your daughter is doing a good job entertaining my mother!" The door at the end of the hall was obviously my bedroom. As soon as Jeannette closed the door behind us she leaned against it as if to block my escape. She casually told me, "Why don't you relax. You will find out that you will enjoy it!" I would not have allowed her to lead me to my bedroom if I had not already decided to find out what it would be like to have sex with this girl. I was thinking why the hell not, her mother was fucking my daughter just down the hall. She approached me with a smirk on her face. She pushed me backwards until I came in contact with my bed. There was no place for me to go. She placed her hands on my breasts. There was that moment when I inhaled quickly, before I relaxed and allowed her to mold my tits like she was working clay. The fact that she was still shorter than me, even in heels made it necessary for her to pull my head down to kiss me on the mouth. She had to release one tit to do so. I had not kissed a female like that in decades. We probed each other's mouths with our tongues, and sucked each other's tongue. I even managed to seal her nose with my cheek. I was in fact smothering her. I would breathe through my nose, and fill her lungs with the air before sucking the air from her lungs. I would deprive her of air just long enough to make her struggle. The struggling eventually made me lose my balance and pull her with me as I fell backwards onto the bed. We giggled like a couple of school girls. She was lying on top of me with her face right over my breasts. She took my left tit into her mouth and sucked on it through my lightweight tight fitting summer dress and nylon bra. She pawed at the dress until she managed to pull the material of my dress and bra down enough that my tits spilled out over the top. She claimed my nipple with her lips, and sucked on it until I thought she was going to leave a mark on my flesh. I gave in to my baser desires and helped her take off her clothes. I wanted to see this innocent looking beauty naked. Her skin was flawless except for a couple of moles. There was one on the on the inside of her left breast, very close to the areola, and the second one was located on the back side of her left hip. The only other marks on her body were small scars as a result of her learning to roller skate as a child. They were no larger than the size of the barrel of a ballpoint pen. Being a natural brunet her pubic bush was almost black. She trimmed it close and shaved it into a natural triangle. Now it was her turn to help me get undressed. Jeannette reached around my body to unzip the back of my dress, with her cheek pressed against my breasts. She pulled the short sleeves free of my arms and then struggled with pulling the skirt out from under my butt and while I sat up she pulled the dress up and over my head. I had to lift my arms briefly for her to clear the dress of my body. I was left sitting there in just mauve nylon bra, hip huggers and flesh colored nylons, because my pumps had been left on the floor as I fell backwards. She ran her hands all over my body with an expertise far beyond what her age would suggest. My body responded as if it had a mind of its own. She eventually set about removing my bra. When my breasts spilled out she covered my areolas with her mouth. The way she was sucking on my nipples you would have thought I was going to produce milk. While she was still sucking on my tits she ran her hands down my body to the junction of my legs. The nylon panties did little to hide the bush between my legs. She slipped her hand under the waistband of my panties. I swear my pubic hair around my labia was soaking wet. Her skillful fingers sought out the location of my clit and worried it with her fingertips until I was squirming around in heat. When I couldn't contain my moans of pleasure, she withdrew her hand. I was disappointed because she had brought me to the brink of an orgasm, and had not delivered. Before I could complain she scooted down between my legs and kissed my pussy, before pulling my panties out from under my butt. She pulled them free of my legs and discarded them, before kissing my wet pussy. No one had ever sucked my pussy any better. I wrapped my legs around her neck to prevent her from stopping before I had a strong cum. When I was satisfied I released her head and lay back on the bed. Jeannette walked on her knees on either side of my body all the way up until her pussy was right over my face. I hadn't eaten a pussy in decades, but I was captivated by this innocent looking girl with the soul of a whore. While I was eating her pussy she was rocking back and forth, my tongue found its way into her cunt and asshole until she screamed that she was cumming. We clung to each other while we recovered. I asked her about how this had come about. Jeannette explained, "My mother and I belong to a club called 'The Mother Daughter exchange Club' and your daughter met my mother online. They flirted with each other for a couple of weeks. They even masturbated on live video several times. When my mother told her about the club, she suggested that Mom and I visit here. She wanted me to seduce you while she got to make love to my mother." I was shocked to think that my own daughter had deliberately set me up to be seduced by a teenaged girl. I was lost somewhere between anger with my daughter, and a horny state wanting to fuck Jeannette all over again. I was about to voice my displeasure when the bedroom door opened. I was shocked to see Loraine and Elaine standing in the doorway with their arms around each other's waist. Their bodies glistening with sweat. I couldn't help but admire Elaine's body. She was very close to my age, no more than a couple of years either way. She had the slender body of a dancer, but the tits of a whore. I tried to see if I could detect a scar of a breast implant to no avail. I could envision that she had back problems from the weight of her breasts. I have to say that they were lovely to look at. I also noticed that her pubic area was trimmed and shaved just like her daughter's. I assumed that they discussed how to trim their pussies, if nothing else. The idea that they probably had also engaged in incestuous sex was wickedly fascinating. She couldn't help but notice the way I was studying her figure. Her right arm was around Loraine's waist and resting on her hip. She turned her body slightly towards Loraine and kissed her on the mouth at the same time she placed the palm of her hand right on the shaved pussy of my daughter. She placed her index finger and middle finger on either side of her vulva and pressed until her vulva welled up and exposed her labia and clit to me. There was a flash of a protective mother, before I saw it as a sexy picture. The two of them slowly walked towards the bed. Elaine leaned over and kissed me. I could smell and taste the unmistakable residue of pussy juice on her face and mouth. There was no doubt that she had been eating my daughter's pussy. The four of us sat there talking while we finger fucked each other slowly. Elaine and I eventually ate each other pussies, while the girls did the same thing right next to us. When we were all satisfied we talked about what to do next. We brought out my laptop and logged onto website using Loraine's web name. It didn't take long to find a couple of women willing to play. They loved the idea that they were watching two mothers and daughters. That night Loraine and I joined the 'Mother Daughter Exchange Club! I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your outline mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.