Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2013 21:59:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Two mothers (Incest oral, anal, f/f, f/FF, ff/FFF) Warning: Incest oral, anal, f/f, f/FF, ff/FFF 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. Two Mothers By Jan I was a shy girl growing up. Looking back I can cite two reasons for my shyness: The first person to influence my behavior was my father. He was an Irish American that in truth was an alcoholic. He was very strict with me. The least little misconduct brought quick retribution, but the belittling statements were the most disturbing to me. The second reason was the fact that as I matured I was a skinny girl, and I developed late. I didn't like anything about the way I looked. My hair was a nondescript brown that lacked luster, and I wore glasses. I didn't even like my name, Constance! I was in a confused state when Mother divorced my father. I felt guilty about being happy he was gone. When my classmates were sporting large breasts I was still almost flat chested. The girls that had big breasts attracted the attention of the popular boys. Girls like me were never asked to go to dances. The unpopular girls developed our own little groups that were ignored by of the popular social groups. When I was fifteen I became the best friend of Elisabeth, a new girl in our high school. It was a little strange because she was a very attractive girl. Elisabeth had a great figure, beautiful long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and flawless skin. She was also very bright academically. The boys acted like fools, falling all over themselves trying to impress her for several months when she entered the school. She didn't show any interest in them at all. Eventually the guys proclaimed that she was an ice queen bitch, and ignored her. I was flattered that she selected me as being worthy of becoming her friend. We studied together in the library and had lunch with each other. It took a long time before she ever mentioned her family life. When she asked me about my family I told her all about my family. How my father was a drunk and my mother was submissive to his bullying. Elisabeth was very understanding about how I felt. Just the same she was reluctant to discuss her home life. One afternoon as we were walking home together, because we lived not too far from each other, she made me promise to never tell anyone before she would tell me about her family. I felt proud that she was willing to share a secret with me. Elisabeth squeezed my hand before she told me, "I have two mothers!" I was naive enough to think she was talking about a mother and a stepmother. That didn't sound so tragic to me. Elisabeth went on with her story, "My mother is a lesbian and she is virtually married to another woman!" I knew enough to know what a lesbian was, but had never dreamed that I would actually meet one. Oh, there were vicious rumors about some students and teachers, but I couldn't bring myself to believe the nasty rumors. I was very curious to find out more about what her family life was like. Elisabeth laughed and said, "I thought my home life was fairly normal. My mothers love me very much. They wanted me to be independent, so they had instilled in me the desire to excel at school. They insisted that with a good education I will be able to make a good living for myself. They didn't want me to ever have to rely on anyone." It sounded like she had a nice home life. She asked, "Would you like to meet my parents?" I assured her that I would love to meet them and I would never tell anyone about them. I even invited her to meet my mother, because my home was closer than hers. She followed me to my home and I introduced her to my mother. I had already told her that my parents were divorced. Mother was very happy to meet my young friend. She insisted on making something for us to eat, but Elisabeth graciously declined, because she didn't want to spoil her dinner. Mother understood, but insisted on giving us some cookies and milk. Elisabeth asked if she could use the phone to call her mother and let her know where she was. Of course my mother allowed her to call home. While she was talking to her mother, Elisabeth turned to my mother and asked, "Can Connie have dinner at my home and spend the night with me?" Mother agreed readily. After that exchange I showed Elisabeth my bedroom. She was impressed with my computer station. She assured me that hers was a mess all of the time. We spent some time listening to music, before she helped me select a change of clothing and we packed a bag with a few essentials before we headed to her home. Elisabeth led the way to her home, and we talked all the way there. She challenged me to identify which one was her biological mother. It was almost six o'clock by the time we entered her home. She called out, "I'm home, and I brought home a friend!" There was a response from a female voice from the back of the house, "Thank you for calling to tell us where you were!" As we made our way to the kitchen and dining area she said, "It was a pleasure to meet Connie's mother, and it was kind of her mother to allow her to have dinner with us, and spend the night." Then she introduced me to her mothers. She introduced the blonde closest to us, as Margaret and the darker haired woman as Brenda. I studied the two women preparing dinner, looking for similarities between Elisabeth and the two women. They were both very attractive. Margaret was a very striking blonde. She reminded me of Alfred Hitchcock's leading ladies like Grace Kelly and Tippi Hedren. Her blonde hair hung down her back between her shoulder blades. Brenda had chestnut hair and blue eyes, and a winning smile. Both women looked like professional business women or possibly real-estate brokers. I assumed the blonde was her biological mother because of the blonde hair. When I told Elisabeth, she chuckled. "Brenda is my natural mother and Margaret is my father's sister. I take after my father's side of the family." Margaret told us to clean up before dinner. Both women were gracious hosts and engaged in interesting conversations with me. They excused us after the meal, while they cleared the table. Elisabeth showed me her room, and helped me unpack my bag. She even had an adjoining bathroom, where I was allowed to place my toiletry items. We spent the rest of the evening talking nonstop about school and the other classmates. She found the other girls infatuation with foolish boys to be amusing. She assured me that there was nothing a male can do for a woman that another woman can't do. I pointed out that a woman can not give another woman a child. Elisabeth said, "True, but there are ways around that obstacle. My mother simply enlisted the help of Margaret's younger brother." We joined her parents in the family room to get to know each other better. They were just as interested in me, as I was in them. They were an interesting couple. Margaret really was a real-estate broker within a large banking concern. Brenda was a professional interior decorator. One of their enterprises was buying cheap properties and refurbishing them for resale. Margaret was responsible for selecting the best property to invest in, while Brenda set about hiring the construction crew to repair the structure and re-landscape the yards. While she made the interior look so attractive that potential buyers would fall in love with the property. It was disappointing when it was bedtime. I actually enjoyed talking to such inspirational women. Elisabeth and I eventually made our way to the bedroom, and she suggested that I shower or bathe whichever I wished. I couldn't resist drawing a warm bath to soak in the scented water. It was very relaxing to lounge in the warm water. I was in no hurry to get out. I wasn't even surprised when Elisabeth opened to door, and entered to join me in the tub. She asked me for permission to join me in the tub, before she stepped into the tub behind me. She sat down with her legs circling my body. She washed my back for me and it was very soothing. When she pulled me back against her body I felt her soft breasts molding against my back, as she reached around my body to apply soap to my chest. I may not have the lovely breasts of Elisabeth and her mothers, but they were on fire with desire. The way she played with my nipples drove me crazy. If I had any doubts about my ability to embrace lesbianism, they were forgotten. When I turned my head Elisabeth kissed me on the mouth. I opened my mouth to accept her probing tongue. While she clung to one tit she slid her hand down my body to play with my red pubic bush, and verify that I was a virgin. When her finger stretched my hymen I winced in pain. Then she started stimulating my little clit. I had the most satisfying orgasm of my life up to that time. When the water cooled off, and our skin was starting to prune, we had to get out of the tub. We dried each other off, and stood next to each other while we brushed our teeth. She led me into her bedroom. She allowed me to put on one of her sexy nightgowns. I enjoyed the familiar fragrance of her body on the nightgown. Elisabeth suggested that we not wear anything though. I had never gone to bed naked before, but the idea of being in bed with Elisabeth naked was very titillating. We removed the nightgowns and put them back in her chest of drawers before we jumped into bed. We got under the covers and cuddled up in each other's arms while we kissed each other. It was very exciting to feel her breasts pressing against my body, at the same time she wrapped her legs around one of mine. She was virtually humping one of my legs. It frightened me when the bedroom door opened and Brenda entered. I expected her to say something about what we were doing being wrong, but she simply approached the bed and bent over to kiss Elisabeth on the mouth. In doing so her dressing gown opened enough for me to see down the bodice of the gown and see the full beauty of her breasts. The weight of her breasts made them sag down, and her pink areolas capping them had nipples every bit as large as the tip on my index finger. She saw where I was looking and looked at her cleavage to verify that her breasts were exposed, and she smiled at me. She leaned over Elisabeth and kissed me on the mouth, at the same time she took hold of my wrist and shoved my hand down the front of her gown. I couldn't resist feeling her tits. She wished us a pleasant night, and exited the bedroom. It was obvious that she approved of what we were doing. Elisabeth went under the covers and sucked on my pathetic excuse for tits. She was making me so excited that I could hardly stand what she was doing to me. I just had to feel her beautiful breasts, and even suck one her nipples. While we were sucking and feeling each other's tits, Elisabeth reached down and started feeling up my pussy. No one had ever touched me down there before like that. It took my breath away. It became very intense. Without so much as another word, she turned her body under the covers and went down on me. She started licking my pussy, and it drove me wild. I almost kicked the covers off of the bed, and I was talking out of my head. (I had masturbated before and enjoyed doing it, but any orgasm I ever had was child's play compared to what she had just done to me.) When she emerged from under the cover she kissed me on the mouth. I could smell and taste my own pussy juice all over her face. I asked her, "Do I have to do that to you?" Elisabeth said, "Honey, You don't have to do anything you don't want to do! I'm happy to do everything to please you!" I wasn't sure I could do what she did, but I did enjoy everything she had done to me. In the morning Brenda came in to wake us up to get ready for school. She didn't blink an eye seeing us huddled up embracing each other in our naked sleep. She simply said breakfast will be ready by the time you're dressed. We rushed into the bathroom to do our thing and brush our teeth and hair. I said, "Your mother didn't get upset with us hugging, the way we were?" Elisabeth smiled, "Mom knows I like pussy too!" It was all over my head. I knew my mother would blow a gasket if she knew what we did last night. We got dressed and headed for the kitchen. Both Brenda and Margaret we dress and making breakfast for us. I learned that Margaret didn't have to be to work until nine, and Brenda set her own time table. Most of her consulting jobs were in the afternoon. Brenda offered to drive us to school, and invited me and my family to dinner. Elisabeth called my mother, and she asked, "Would you and your husband like to have dinner with my family tonight, so you and your husband can meet my family? We are having Italian!" Mother agreed to the offer, but told her that she was divorced from my father. She did accept the date and set up the date. I couldn't get over how relaxed my body felt, even though I was uncomfortable thinking that everyone could tell what I had done last night. I knew I did well on all of my tests that day. By the end of the school day I felt great, and I was horny as hell. We headed to my house to talk to my mother, and assure her that it would be casual. Mother mentioned that she would be pleased to meet Elisabeth's parents. My heart jumped a beat, but Elizabeth was as cool as a cucumber, "You will have to understand my family situation. My father is gone, and I live with my mother and my father's sister." She didn't elaborate about how her father was out of the picture. I'm sure my mother thought that her father was dead. She was too embarrassed to ask anything more. When we arrived at the appointed hour Brenda and Margaret greeted Mother and me warmly. They took us on a guided tour of the house. Mother was very excited, and went on about how fascinated she was about the house. It had been so rundown when it went on the market. She couldn't believe how much they had done to the house. Brenda explained that they buy cheap old houses and restore them. They contract for the repairs and Brenda takes care of the interior. By flipping a house every couple of years they make an extra couple of grand a year. Brenda had in fact made a very tasty Italian dinner. I'm sure that Mother was impressed with Elisabeth's family. Mother kissed me before going home. As soon as she was gone, Elisabeth and I went to her room. She couldn't get me out of my clothes fast enough. We sat on her bed hugging and kissing passionately. She was playing with my pussy when the door opened and both Brenda and Margaret entered. I was terrified at being caught in a naked embrace with their daughter, even if they were lesbians. They, on the other hand, were as casual as you please. They came in and sat down on either side of us, and engaged us in conversation. They wanted to know if my mother liked them. I assured them that my mother was very impressed with them, and I doubt that she picked up on their real relationship though. They kissed us, and told us to have fun, as they left the bedroom hand in hand. Elisabeth took charge of the situation and we started making love on top of her bed with the lights on. She pointed out that she wanted to know every freckle on my body. It was very exciting for me. I was just as fascinated with her body. I studied her body too. After we kissed and sucked each other's tits, she went down on me again. Only this time I wanted to taste her pussy too. When I begged her to let me taste her pussy, Elisabeth turned her body around on top of me, straddled my head. I was looking up at her smoothly shaved vulva. Her pussy almost looked childlike. I was looking into the gaping cavity of my first pussy. The smell of her pussy was very strong. I could see her clitoris and her open vagina. It was obvious that she was not a virgin anymore. I wondered who took her cherry, if she didn't like males, as she professed. Elisabeth lowered her pussy down to my face at the same time she claimed my pussy with her mouth. Her vulva was resting on my chin. I stuck out my tongue into her cunt. I tasted the meaty flesh of her pussy for the first time. Her clit was being pressed against my nose. I couldn't get enough of her cunt. I think I came at least three times before Elisabeth came. I was in no hurry for her to remove her pussy from my face. I was enjoying the taste, and smell of her pussy. Even her asshole looked beautiful to me. We did eventually turn out the light and cover up as we clung to each other in sleep. There was no rush to get up in the morning after all there was no school. Elisabeth eventually had to get up to pee. I also felt my bladder urging me to empty it. We went to her bathroom and I waited for her to empty her bladder. As soon as she was finished I replaced her on the warm toilet seat to do my thing. We brushed our teeth. I thought we were going to get dressed, but Elisabeth took me by the hand and pulled me down the hall to the master bedroom. When she opened the door I saw her two mothers locked in an embrace of their own. They were only partly covered with a sheet. I could see their naked bodies intertwined. With their faces only inches apart. They turned to see us in the doorway. Margaret asked, "Did you girls have fun last night?" Elisabeth pulled me by the hand, as she ran to the bed and jumped on it. She kissed her mother on the mouth, at the same time she squeezed Margaret's tit. When Elisabeth sat up, her mother said, "It is obvious that you had fun. You smell of sweet young pussy!" Margaret grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her head down to kiss her. When she let go she said, "Are we going to get to taste Connie's pussy too?" Elisabeth reached out and pulled me to the bed, and made me sit down next to her. Brenda sat up in bed and wrapped her arms around me, and pulled me against her big breasts, as she kissed me. I was overwhelmed with emotion. Here I was sitting on the bed of Elisabeth's two mothers and being kissed by one of them. Brenda was telling me how she found freckles so attractive. She even told me that she just loved my little breasts. She said that it reminded her of her first girlfriend. I didn't know what to say, so I just thanked her. Brenda physically pulled me over her body and settled me down between her and ' Margaret s bodies. I was wedged between their bodies very tightly. The two women started feeling my body and taking turns kissing me. Elisabeth got on the other side of her mother and clung to her mother's tits while her mother was busy finding out that I was still a virgin. The rest of the weekend I was being made love to by two adult women and my best friend. I must say I learned more about female anatomy that weekend than I had ever known. Brenda and Margaret both had dark pubic hair. I loved getting to feel and suck on both of their breasts. Brenda was the first one to bend me over and lick my asshole. I couldn't believe that she actually tongue fucked my asshole, but I came without even having anyone touching my pussy. By Sunday afternoon I was enthusiastically tongue fucking all three of their pussies and assholes. The three of them drove me home Sunday evening, after we had all cleaned up. The question was like an elephant in the room, could they seduce my mother? Elisabeth and I spent as much time with each other as possible after that weekend. We were very careful about making love at my house if Mother was home. One morning Mother told me that she was going to visit her old school friend, so I would probably have to make my own dinner. That was welcome news to me; I practically dragged Elisabeth home to get in her panties. We were so wildly engaged in sex that we didn't hear the car pulling into the driveway or hear the front door open, When Mother opened my bedroom door she was as shocked as we were. I was on top of Elisabeth with her head between my legs and my head was between Elisabeth's legs too, When we heard the door open, and the startled gasp, I looked up and saw mother standing in the doorway with her hand over her mouth. Elisabeth had to struggle to see past the back of my thigh to see who was in the doorway. Mother backed up, without closing the door. I jumped off of the bed. I quickly pulled my dress over my head and rushed after her, without bothering to put panties or shoes on. I found her sitting at the dining table with her elbows on the table with her face buried in her hands, crying. I approached her and tried to find the right words to calm her down. "Mother, just because I love Elisabeth, doesn't mean I don't love you!" "Mother looked at me, "I was looking forward to having grandchildren." "Mother, just because I love women, doesn't mean I can't have children! Brenda had Margaret's brother fertilize her to have Elisabeth!" Mother suddenly understood the relationship between Brenda and Margaret. By that time Elisabeth had put on all of her clothes, and was making her way to the front door. I rushed after her and pulled her into the kitchen. I made her sit down at the table, facing Mother. I stood behind her and stroked her shoulders, "Mother can't you be happy for me, I love Elisabeth so much?" Mother finally hugged me and took hold of Elisabeth's hand and squeezed it. There was a lot of hugging, kissing and crying. Elisabeth eventually had to go home, leaving Mother and me alone. We discussed my relationship with Elisabeth. Eventually she asked when I was told about her parents, and she asked if I had sex with them too. I admitted that I had sex with all three of them a few times. Mother wanted to know what we did, and if I liked it. I assured her that I had enjoyed everything Elisabeth taught me. I admitted that I wasn't sure I could actually put my mouth on a pussy, but I found out that I loved pleasing her with my mouth. We were up late talking about sex. Eventually I placed my hand on her arm, and I felt the electricity between us. I pulled her to her feet and led her to her bedroom. Mother didn't resist as I pulled her clothes off. I admired my mother's figure as she stood by the bed totally naked. I kissed her on the mouth at the same time I felt one of her breasts. Mother also reached out and engulfed one of my budding tits with her hand. I pressed against her body until she sat down on her bed. I lifted her legs and pushed her onto the middle of her bed, before lying down next to her. I kissed her with tongue for a long time while feeling her tits. Mother never let go of my little left tit. I worked my way down her body until I was lying between her legs, studying her pussy. I found it exciting how far I could stretch her labia minor. Doing so allowed me to see into her gaping vagina. When she puckered her asshole it also puckered the opening to her vagina. When I stuck my tongue into her vagina she clamped her muscles around my tongue. When she released my tongue I moved my head even farther down and stuck my tongue into her asshole. She clamped her sphincter tightly around my tongue... Mother said something like, "Holy shit, I never felt anything like that before!" I made Mother cum so many times that she was so relaxed she could hardly move for a while. I would have been happy to simply fall asleep in her arms after that, but Mother wanted to make love to me. She did everything to me that I had done to her, including tongue fucking my asshole. We eventually did fall asleep. The alarm woke us up the next morning. There was a moment of guilt for both of us, before we simply kissed and got up. Elisabeth sought me out the next morning to ask what happened after she left. I assured her that everything was okay, and we could discuss it after school. After school she walked me home. I insisted that she enter my home with me. At first it felt like the house was quietly empty. I led Elisabeth to my bedroom as usual. Only when I opened the door Elisabeth was stunned to see my mother lying on my bed wearing only a see through negligée. Mom was propped up on one elbow, playing with her pussy, while I undressed Elisabeth. I pushed her onto the bed, and Mother kissed her while I got undressed. That afternoon Elisabeth got her pussy ate and her asshole rimmed by both of us. On future evenings we had parties with Brenda, Margaret and Elisabeth. Mother became addicted to oral sex. Sleepovers took on a whole new meaning. 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.