Date: Sat, 9 Jan 2016 20:57:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Mother Daughter Exchange Club 29 (lesbian/Incest, oral f/F, Ff/Ff...) Warning: Incest, oral anal, F/f. 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 it to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2015 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Mother Daughter Exchange Club 29 By Jan I was standing in front of the door of the home of my daughter's friend, asking myself..."Why am I knocking on the door of my daughter's friend." When the door opened I was stunned by the maturity of the attractive young lady standing in front of me. Ashley is a dirty blonde with streaked highlights, blue-green eyes, full lips, surprisingly mature breasts for a girl so young. She was only about five-feet two in height, with the legs of a dancer or a sprinter. She was a very sexy look teenager. Ashley looked startled, "Mrs. Campbell can I help you?" As she stepped back inviting me in with a wave of her hand. She escorted me into the family room and guided me to the sectional couch, and sat next to me. She tucked her right leg under the left leg, so that she was facing me. I sat there struggling with how to ask her the question that was troubling me. "Ashley, are you sleeping with my daughter?" Ashley battered her eyes, "What makes you think that I'm sleeping with Dianna?" "Dianna is spending all of her time here! Is she here now?" "She happens to be out with my mother!" "Why is she going out with your mother?" Ashley gave me an uncomfortable smile. "Mom and Dianna are visiting another mother and daughter that are friends of theirs." "Mrs. Campbell...I'm not the one fucking your daughter! My mother and Dianna have been dating each other for several months now!" "You're telling me that your mother and my daughter are fucking each other?" "Yes!" "I have to apologies...I thought you were the one fucking my daughter!" "I have fucked your daughter, but she prefers my mother." "Wait a minute! Why did you say they were visiting another mother and daughter?" Ashley smiled, "They are exchanging daughters for the afternoon." "What are you talking about? Dianna is not your mother's daughter!" "Mother and I belong to a group that is called the "Mother and Daughters Exchange Club" and Mother took Dianna in my place today. It stunned me for a moment as I struggled to understand that my daughter was in a lesbian relationship with her best friend and her mother. Both of them were attractive. Ashley's mother's name was Elizabeth, and there was no denying that Ashley is her daughter. Her hair is also a blonde with lighter highlights, blue-green eyes. Her face is fuller than her daughter's. Lez has a fuller body too, but the extra size only makes her sexier. She is five-feet six, 135 pounds, 36-DD, 24, 36, and long legs. I envied her good looks myself, but couldn't understand why my daughter would prefer an older woman over her sexy daughter. Then I took a good look at Ashley, and found her truly beautiful. I place my hand on her knee and slowly started running it up her inner thigh. I held my breath waiting for her to either object o mu advances or accept them. Ashley smiled at me and leaned close enough that I could smell her breath. She must have just eaten something with onions. At the same time he kissed me on the mouth my hand reached her crotch. It only took a few strokes to make her panties wet. At first I thought she had changed her mind when she stood up, but she pulled me to my feet and led me to her bedroom. We took each other into our arms and started kissing. We stuck our tongues into each other's mouths, while we placed our hands on each other's butts. It was a frantic race to remove each other's clothes. We fell across her bed, and I could smell the fragrance of her perfumes and body odor on her bedspread. I adored Ashley's the smell of her body as she lay on top of me. The feel of her warm flesh pressing against my body was so erotic. It had been years since I had actually had sex with my college roommate, but here I was kissing my daughter's friend. it was so natural to suck on her firm young breasts. It was Ashley that moved down my body and buried her face in my pussy. When I was a young woman I shave my underarms and pubis in an attempt to maintain my youthful appearance, but as Dianna grew up vanity became less important. The divorce from her father left me embittered against all men, so I stopped shaving my pubic hair. Now I regretted that, but Ashley seemed to relish it. When she listed my arms over my head and saw my hairy armpits she stuck her nose into my right underarm and started smelling and licking my pit. When she went down on me she stated kissing my inner highs, switching from one thigh to the other. She even commented, "I have never seen a woman that had hair running down the inside of her thighs like yours before. She licked my pussy before she spread open my cunt to get access to my clitoris and vagina. I couldn't believe how good she was at eating pussy. I would have been happy if it never ended, but she had needs of her own. She turned around and sat on my face. She rode my face like a girl riding a horse English style, at the same time she played with my breasts and pussy. I relished taste her shaved pussy. She must have shaved herself just hours before, because there was not a trace of stubble. When she had an orgasm we rested in each other's arm for a long time. When we started all over again I took charge and made love to her. I sucked on her firm tits and lord did I enjoy spending a long time eating her pussy. Ashley had a strong orgasm that left her limp for several minutes. When I remembered what it had been like to have her sit on my face I couldn't resist doing it to her. I mounted her head and started rubbing my hairy all over her face. I smothered her with my cunt. As quickly as she turned her head to catch a breath I was jerk her head back by her hair. We were so engrossed in our activities that we didn't hear the door. The noise we were making must had drawn Dianna and Ashley's mother to her bedroom. They were surprised to see me sitting on Ashley's face. It only took them a few moments to get over the shock. They came in and sat on the bed, while I allowed Ashley to get up. We sat there discussing what we should do. Ashley was the one that suggested that Dianna and I join the 'Mother Daughter Exchange Club.' Her mother and Dianna were all for it. I hesitated before agreed. The arrangements were made for Dianna and I to go to a party at the home of an affluent woman to be introduced to the local chapter of the club. It was very exciting to buy a new cocktail dress and get my hair done up. It was like going to my first prom, only my date was my own daughter. At the party we were the center of attraction. I never got a true count of the women and girls there. Some of the women had more than one daughter. My best could was 25 adult women. Our faces were quickly covered with a variety of different colored lipstick marks. We could sit down because we were surrounded by women and girls. We told them our story and listened to their stories. Dianna and I were being felt up constantly while we were being invited for dates. We couldn't keep track of all of the propositions being made. I had to get away for a moment to think. I grabbed the arm of Ashley's mother and headed for the back yard. We took a walk through to flower garden so that I could catch my breath. Ashly's mother told me that she would arrange the first couple of dates, so that I could get acquainted with the club. I was grateful for her help. The first date she arranged was with the oldest woman in the club. It was at her home that our introduction party was held at. I assumed she was the first date was with her because she was the matriarch of the club. Her name was Helen and she was in her fifties and her daughter, Hazel was in her thirties. After the tour of the house Hazel took me to her bedroom while Helen took Dianna to her bedroom. Hazel and I were about the same age, but she was very experienced when it came to making love to other woman. We spent the evening enjoying sucking each other's breasts before we got around to sucking pussies. Hunger eventually forced us to make up put on simple gowns and invade the kitchen larder for something to eat. We brewed coffee while we made sandwiches along with liberated generous portions of German potato salad. We were just getting ready to consume our meal when Dianna and Ashley's mother entered the kitchen. They too had slipped on transparent gowns before seeking out food to refuel their energy. I was interesting seeing my daughter almost nude and Ashley's mother unable to keep her hands off my daughter. The woman ate her sandwich with one hand and continued rubbing my daughter's pussy with the other. We returned the bedrooms for another assignation before we had to end the date. The second date was with a couple close to our ages. The mother was the secretary for the club. She explained that the dues paid for the girls in white ball every May. The girls that had joined the club were presented to the club member. She was a gracious hostess, and was in a cocktail dress that looked like her breasts were going to spill out at any moment. Her teenaged daughter, named Donetta, was also dressed to the nines as well. She was a surprisingly mature teenager. She was wearing a cocktail dress that was just as revealing as her mother's. Dianna and I had dressed appropriately as well. Dianna was wearing a party dress that suited her age, while I was wearing a cocktail dress, but not as reveling as the dresses or hostesses were wearing. This was an interesting date, drinks were served and we dance to seductive music. I found the mother to be an interesting woman to talk to we had things in common. The girls also were enjoying the date. Eventually the woman took Dianna off to the master bedroom while her daughter escorted me to her bedroom. The teenager quickly unfastened the back of her dress and pulled it over her head. She didn't have anything on under the dress. So she was standing there in her nylons and high heels. I must say she was a delight to look at. She was a natural brunette basted on the color of her pubic hair. My cocktail dress was designed not to wear a brassiere but I had on delicate black lace panties on over my garter belt holding my best nylons and three in heels. After pulling the dress over my head I posed for her before pulling down the panties, I allowed her to feel my pubic bush, and she asked me to keep the belt and nylons on, so I had to do was remove the pumps. It was thrilling to have oral sex with her, but she introduced me to something I had never contemplated before. After we ate each other's pussies she head me get on my knees with my head resting on the beds headboard. I thought she was going to have me sit on her face, but instead she placed her hands on my butt and spread my ass open and before I knew it I felt her warm breath on my asshole. She licked me like she was starving and I was her last meal. When it was over I apologized for the hair ringing my asshole. Donette giggled at least there were no dingal berries. Eventually we had to get dress. I assumed that Dianna and I would be leaving soon, but Donetta took me by the arm and picked up an overnight bag. "What's going on?" She smiled, "This is a mother daughter exchange club, so Dianna is spending the weekend with my mother, and I'm yours for the weekend." After I got used to the idea, we told her mother and Dianna we were leaving. There was some hugging and kissing before we departed. When we got home we made ourselves at home. The sex was almost none stop for two days. When her mother brought Dianna home late Sunday evening we a little party where all four of us had in front of each other's daughter in front of each other. Dianna and I were thrilled to be members of the club, and we were looking forward to her getting to buy a while ball dress for the 'Gil's in White Ball' in May. Mother and I had a great time selecting our ball gowns. Mother looked stunning in a strapless burgundy colored velvet gown. I selected a white satin full length gown with three quarter sleeves. Ashley and her mother drove us to the hotel that ball was being held at. Most of the hotel had been reserved, and every mother and daughter had a reserved room. We checked out or room and made last minute adjustments to our makeup. We made our way to the ball room a little early. There were 15 girls being presented and mist of them arrived early. At the time drew close the ball room filled up with adult women and teenagers that had been presented in years past. Most of the adult women were dressed in ball gowns or sexy cocktail dresses. The teenagers were mostly in cocktail dresses, but there were a few adult women and teenagers in drag. Their hair was cropped in manly style, and they had on male formal suits with bow ties or business suits with conventional ties. There was a grand entrance of the president of the chapter of the club followed by the supporting staff. The master at arms made a loud announcement calling the 'Girls in White Ball' to order, and one by one each mother and daughter was introduced to the president of the club. After the presentation there was live music and a bar. There was dancing and the open bar. I had a dance card attached to my wrist and very quickly it was filled by a variety of women and other teenagers. Mother was also was dancing with other girls, although Ashley was always close to mother. I was in a dizzy whirl. The first name on my dance card was the president. She was a tall regal looking slender woman about 45 years old. She held me close and I would feel her body pressed tightly against mine. The way she dance her right thigh was constantly being rubbed against my pussy. When the band took a break I made my way to the bar for drink. I asked for a Manhattan, and it was like drinking perfume. While I was sipping my drink a woman wedged herself between me and the woman that was next to me. She introduced herself as Margaret Hatch and told me that she would like to have a dace with me. I told her that my card was full. She said the ball will be over in a couple of hours and you could come up to my room where we can dance to our own music. I knew what she was talking about right away. Before I responded that I would be happy to dance with her I checked her out. Margaret looked to be almost 40 years old. She had a nice figure just enough extra pounds to soften her curves. She had long dark hair with soft waves, clear blue eyes. She was wearing a gold lame cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that made it impossible to wear a brassiere. When she moved it exposed either breast and her mauve areolas and nipples. The dress was short enough to expose a generous amount of nylon clad thighs. I wanted to fuck her right there. I settled for a promissory kiss. By the time the band leader announced the last dance most of the women had paired up with young ladies other than their own daughters, even Mother was clinging to Ashley and another charming looking blonde in white. Margaret found me and have me a hug and a kiss as she led me to the elevators. Her room was on the tenth floor and it looked similar to ours, except for the color schemes. Margaret took her pumps off and got on the bed after propping a couple of pillows against the headboard. She motioned for me to join her. he had me sit between her legs with my back to her. She pulled my hair away from the right side of my neck and kissed it. While she was kissing my neck she ran her hands down my arms and as she brought her hands back up she molded my breasts. I have always envied women with large breasts because mine were just 32-B size, but she seemed to relish my small breasts. After a short time she ran her right hand down my body and pulled my ball gown up around my waist. I was wearing white pantyhose without panties. She slipped her hand into my panties and stroked my clitoris until I had a strong orgasm. While I recovered she unfastened the back of my gown and helped me get out of it. She also helped me out of my pantyhose that left me totally naked. Margaret also unfastened the back of her own gold lame cocktail dress. She got off the bed long enough to place our clothes on hangers provided by the hotel. All she had on was a garter belt and nylons when she returned to the bed. She settled down next to me and started covering my body with wet kisses. I couldn't resist feeling her tits too. Before sleep overtook us we had both eaten each other's pussy. I had also asked her about her daughter. She told me that she had no children. She told me that she borrowed her sister's daughter for access to the club. She even told me that it was her niece that had joined with my mother and that other girl. I knew that the other girl was Ashely. I imagined the fun my mother had with two young girls in her bed. In the morning I even helped her pack up her and her niece's belongings in preparations for checking out. She put on a nice light summer's dress, while I had to put on my white ball gown, at least until we got back to the room of Mother's and mine. I had my plastic key card, and let us in. The room was a total mess, clothes were scattered all over the place along with the bedding. Mother and the two girls looked just as messy. Margaret's niece had also been wearing white ball gown, so Margaret took out a more suitable dress from their garment bag. Ashley of course had to put on her cocktail dress. Mother and I put on dresses suitable or day wear. When we were backed up and ready the five of us mad our way to the lobby to check out before going to the hotel restaurant. On the ride home Mother told me all about her evening with the two girls. Ashley was the same age as me, while Margaret's niece, Lilly, turned out to barley be 12-years-old. Mot her assured me that Lilly was a very knowable lover. Margaret had taught her well. I showed Mother the business card Margaret had given me with her home and cell number written on the back. I suggested to Mother that we give her a call and make a date with her to exchange daughters for a weekend. The date was made and Mother and I became true members of 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.