Date: Sat, 16 Dec 2023 20:58:08 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Three Generations of Lovers (Lesbian/Incest, oral, anal, g/F, F/gF) Incest, oral, anal, g/F, F/gF This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between girls and women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2023 Jan, all rights reserved. You may contact me at janmay6969@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Three Generations of Lovers By Jan When I was a nine-year-old my mother and I lived in a cozy two-story home built during World War II in a pleasant subdivision. It was a two-bedroom, one bathroom, built of cedar. The property had a hedge around it with an old maple tree on it. It is the small town of Paris, Ontario Canada, there are only 9,000 people. The two rivers running through the town are The Grand and the Nith Rivers. Paris has a lot of hills and beautiful parks and wilderness trails. It is a great place for children to grow up in. Mother Had become a single parent when my father passed away of cancer four years earlier. She was 30-years-old when I was nine. Her name is Brenda and she is 5-feet 5-inches tall, 135 pounds, and 38-D breasts. She has dirty blonde shoulder length hair, blue eyes. She is a city accountant and wore skirts and 4-inch heeled pumps with pantyhose to work. When I was nine my hair was platinum blonde with blue eyes. I was a skinny girl at that age. One evening we were watching TV, and I had placed my hand on her thigh and was rubbing the inside of her thigh, Mom took hold of my wrist and pulled my hand up her thigh until she placed my hand on her crotch. She was not wearing panties, and I ran my fingers through her pubic hair. I loved how her pubic hair felt on my fingers. It was silty soft. (I learned that she never shaved her crotch, but she did trim her hair to an even length.) She didn't stop me from feeling her crotch. I ran my fingers up and down the valley of her pussy from the little man at the bow of the boat to the bottom of the boat. The living room was soon reeking of Mother's pungent odor of her pussy. It wasn't long before Mother was moaning from an orgasm. She kissed me on the mouth and told me how much she loved me. She turned off the TV and led me by the hand to her bedroom. I was thrilled at the prospect of being allowed to sleep in my mother's warm bed heated by her body heat. We proceeded to take off all our clothes and we crawled into the bed and covered ourselves with the covers. We cuddled together as our body heat warmed the covers. Mom was always open and honest with me. She never tried to hide anything from me. The first time I witnessed a man fucking a woman in the back seat of a parked car I asked my mother what he was doing to that woman, she calmly told me all about what was taking place. One summer I even saw a man on his knees in a public park sucking the penis of another man. Mom calmly told me all about homosexually and lesbianism. On this occasion she told me that she felt that I was old enough to learn how women can satisfy each other's sexual desires. She had me lay on my back while she got on top of me and spread my legs so that she could lay between them. She inspected her daughter's prepubescent pussy and started licking her bald vulva. She sought out her daughter's little clitoris and started stimulating it with her tongue. My own body responded past my wildest imagination. I almost peed when I felt her cool breath on my vagina. As much as I was enjoying what she was doing to me with her mouth I was tortured because I just could reach a climax. It felt so good but I was unable to reach an orgasm. I was almost crying for the want of an orgasm. Mom could tell that I was suffering from a delicious torture and she did something unexpected and shoved her right hand under my butt and stuck a finger up my asshole. The shock of what she did distracted me and my body quivered all over and a feeling of total relaxation swept over my body. Mom lifted her head and looked at my face and smiled as she pulled her finger out of my ass. She moved back up my body and kissed me on the mouth. I could smell and taste my own bodily fluid all over her face. She eventually rolled off me and rested her head on the pillow next to me. I lay there recovering from an earth-shaking orgasm. My body felt as relaxed as if I had just swum a 400-meter race in record beating time. When I recovered, I rolled over and admired my mother's large breasts. I asked: "Mom, did you breast feed me? I have no memory of nursing from your tits." Mom said: "I did breast fed you for more than a year, but I had to milk my tits while at work and leave them bottled in the fridge for your babysitter while I was at work." I started feeling her tits and sought out her large rubbery nipple and started suck on her tit. It was all very exciting to be sucking on Mom's tit. When I became too aggressive with my sucking, she placed her hands on top of my head and applied enough pressure to let me know that she wanted me to go down on her. I was as excited about getting a look at her pussy as she was of having me eat her pussy. I was impressed by how thick her pubic hair was. I didn't think she had ever used a razor on her pussy. I wondered how she kept hairs from showing out from under her panties. The pungent odor of her pubic hair was enough to make my head spin. I wondered if I would like the taste. The answer came quickly enough when she placed her hand on the back of my head and pulled and pulled it down against her pussy. I found that I loved the taste of my mother's pussy and I was thrilled by the way she squirted into my mouth. I didn't get much sleep that night. I only got a few hours' sleep before Mom woke me up and we started all over again. Hunger was the only thing that interrupted our love making. I moved into Mother's bedroom after that. I was brought up to not be ashamed of my body and we thought nothing about walking around the house in the nude. We were like newlyweds for years. I finished my high school education and went on to complete my Bachelor's and Master's degrees. I got married while in college and I got pregnant when I was 26-years-old. My husband left while I was pregnant. He didn't want to be a father. I chose to be a single parent, and build a life for the two of us. I Made a good life for myself and my daughter Emma and even bought a nice three-bedrooms, two bathrooms home, close to my mother's home. My mother and I shared the despicability of my daughter, Emma. She was an adorable child equally at home in Mother's home. We kept that fact that Mother and I were lovers. When my Emma was 8-years-old, she was only 4-feet tall and only 45 pounds. She has Dirty blonde hair like my mother and I. Emma is skinny and flat chested. Emma wants to be a dancer, so I have her enrolled in ballet and modern dance classes. The dancing was great for the development of her legs and lungs. I also knew that all the strenuous exercise would probably retard her entering puberty. I explained to her that her friends and classmates would probably develop breasts and undergo more Bodley changes before her. I assured her that she would eventually develop breasts and a woman's body. I also told her that her menstrual period would be delayed. She was more interested in a dancing career than becoming a woman. Mother and I were happy to help her fulfill her dreams. She was also taught to be proud of her body and nudity within our households was natural. I was 36-years-old by that time and was 5-foot 6- inches tall and I weigh 165-pounds of a full-figured woman with 48-DD breasts, with large mauve areolas and nipples. My hair is long and still a dirty blonde that reaches the middle of my back and that I bleach strands with golden highlights. Like my mother I do not shave my pubic mound. I trim my dark brown hair to an even length to ensure that my mother should not have a hair caught between her teeth or get stuck on the back of her tongue where she could swallow it or cough the hair out. I had two cat paw prints tattooed on my upper inner thigh. Mom has often made comments about Emma looking so beautiful and that she would soon be turning into a woman and she encouraged me to teach her how to love women. That started making me think about the prospect of sharing my love with my daughter and mother. I need not have worried about Emma's puberty being retarded. When she was 11-years-old her breasts began to swell and about the same time one morning she came to me and showed me the bloody spot on the crotch of her panties. She did not panic because Mother and I had told her all about the changes in her body she was going to experience. It didn't take her long to question if being a woman was a blessing or a curse. After I helped her clean up, I sat her down to explain to her about the love I shared with her grandmother. Emma was curious about how we expressed our love for each other. I spent the rest of that evening telling and demonstrating to Emma about what her grandmother had taught me as a girl. The next afternoon I picked up Emma from school and drove her straight to her grandmother's home. Momma was thrilled to see my car pull into the driveway. She came out and welcomed us with open arms, and asked us what brought us over for a visit. I told her that Emma was now a member of our little incestuous family. Mom's face lit up and ushered us into the house. I was telling Mom all about how well Emma was doing her pirouettes and arabesques. I suggested that Emma get out of her school clothes and put on her ballerina shoes. She went into the next room and when she returned, she was wearing her ballerina shoes and nothing else. Her shoes were making loud clicking sounds on the oak wood floor as she walked to the middle of the room and proceeded to do on point and began spinning and using her right leg to spin her body with ever increasing speed. Her puffy vulva looked delicious and she spun and her body began to glow with sweat. Mom was practically drooling at the sight of Emma's sweet little cunt and bulbus little butt. I was also getting a lot of enjoyment watching my daughter performing. When she finished the exhibition of her dancing skills she walked over in front of Momma and stood there in front of her grandmother with her legs spread. Momma reached out and rubbed her fingers up and down the moist valley of the virgin pussy. She only winced when Momma's finger pressed against her tight little hymen blocking her finger from probing the depths of her vagina. Mom looked at me and asked: "Should I deflower her, Honey?" I smiled: "I brought Emma over here this evening because I told her after school about our sexual connection, and she wanted me to bring her over to be included in our sexual activity." When Mom herd me say that, she shoved her index finger up her vagina and penetrated her hymen, and finger fucked her. Emma winced in pain when her hymen was ruptured and tears streamed down her cheeks. Mom didn't pause finger fucking her granddaughter. Emma's moans slowly changed from a painful whin into the sounds of pleasure. She didn't have an orgasm before Mom's arm got tired, but she was enjoying being fingerfucked. When Mom withdrew her finger the base of her finger was covered with water blood. Mom lifted her hand up to her nose and smelled her finger and proceeded to lick and suck her finger clean. While Emma stood there in front of her and looked embarrassed at the sight of her grandmother's obvious enjoyment of the smell of her sex juices and blood on her finger and hand. I wasn't going to be left out of the fun. As I stood behind my daughter, I stuck a finger up her asshole and proceeded to finger fuck her ass. Emma was dancing on her tiptoes as I finger fucked her ass. While I was doing that, Mom slipped off her chair and went to her knees and pressed her face against Emma's cunt and started licking up the traces of blood leaking from her cunt. There came a point that Emma collapsed over Mm's head and actually-had a body convulsing orgasm. She even lost consciousness for several seconds. We had to support her weight to keep her from slumping over Mom's body. When she recovered Mom moved out from under her and I laid her face down on the leather cushion of the recliner. Her face was resting right where Mother's ass had been sitting. I spread my daughter's butt cheeks open and proceeded to rim my daughter's asshole. Emm got so excited that she even peed on the carpets in front of the chair. I was so busy rimming her asshole I couldn't see what my mother was doing. When she saw her climb over Emma's and settle into the chair with her legs wrapped over the arms of the chair. She was totally naked and her hairy vulva was fully exposed. Her tits were dangling over Emma's head. When Emma lifted her head Mom slid under her, so that when Emma lowered her head her face was pressed Mom's hairy cunt. Emma proceeded to lick and suck her grandmother's cunt. Mom was pulling on her own tits and taking turns sucking on her nipples. I was busy licking Emma's cunt from pussy to asshole until Mom howled: "I'M CUMMING BABY!!!!" We eventually sponged up the pee on the carpet and used a three-part mixture of Dove dish soap, peroxide, and water to scrub the carpet before we retired to Mom's bedroom where Mom and Emma took turns eating my ass and cunt. Emma sucked my nipples while playing with Mom's gif tits. There have been discussions about Grandma moving in with the two of us. If you have a story, you want me to write about your introduction to the world of female sexuality, please send your outline to janmay6969@gmail.com If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available.