Plunging Fists

by Misty Meadow

It's late evening and I'm in my Mum's bedroom, going through her dresser drawers. She's out and won't be back for a while and I'm looking for her vibrator. Last night, when her friend Leslie stayed over, I was listening outside her door and heard a buzzing noise that could only be one thing, and I wanted to find out what it felt like.

Although Mum only hints at what goes on behind her closed bedroom door, she quite openly discusses sex with me in a general way, fully answering all my questions, of which I have a lot, so at the age of eleven, I think I know all there is to know about lesbian sex. Knowing is one thing, experiencing it is something else. Mum lets me surf gay porn and I spend a lot of time masturbating while staring at the screen of my laptop.

I've had crushes on teachers from time to time, but I couldn't just go up to them and say “I'd like to kiss you and feel your boobs,” and I could never think of a way to let them know how I felt, but eventually, my love for them would fade and I'd go back to masturbating, but fingers are just fingers, and though I regularly cum, my orgasms aren't the crashing explosions I've read about or witnessed (probably faked) on the web.

The dresser comes up empty so I open her closet and look behind the folded garments on the shelves at one end, but then I hear conversation and footsteps coming up the stairs. I don't want to get caught and escape seems impossible, so I step into the closet and pull the door shut behind me. Mum comes into the room with Leslie. The door has those louvred slats so I can see out, but the room is bright and the closet dark so I don't think she'll be able to see me. I stay very quiet.

They embrace and kiss, but soon break apart to almost tear each other's clothes off to get naked as quickly as possible. I love seeing my Mum naked. She's petite with small, firm tits and a boyish figure, and with her hair cut short, her elfin look makes her a target for any randy lesbian. Leslie has a fuller figure with long blonde hair and full tits. Both have shaved their cunts cleanly. When their knickers hit the floor, they flop on the bed and kiss again. Mum kisses Leslie's tits and sucks on them, which Leslie seems to like, then she slides down the bed and lies face down with her head between Leslie's legs and attacks her cunt with her tongue. I've often seen this as I watch porn videos in gay web sites, but this is for real and I'm getting excited.

“I want you on all fours,” Mum says, getting up on her knees. She reaches for a bottle of lube on her bedside table and smears it all over her hand and wrist, then pushes her fingers into Leslie's cunt from behind. Then something amazing happens. Although I've watched it on porn sites, seeing it for real is barely believable. Mum pushes her whole hand inside Leslie, who seems to be loving it. It doesn't seem to hurt her at all. Mum fucks her with her fist as Leslie keeps saying how good it feels and how she wants Mum to go deeper and then with a loud grunt, she collapses.

“I felt you clench your cunt when you came,” Mum says, “But I haven't finished yet. I'm gonna fist you anally.” Does he mean up her bum hole? So it seems, because she presses her dripping fingers into Leslie's back passage, then her thumb, while Leslie cries “Push harder, harder!” Suddenly, her whole hand goes in, deeper and deeper until she's almost in to her elbow. It seems I need to learn more about human anatomy, because it's hard to believe there's room in there. Leslie must have had an enema earlier, because when Mum pulls her arm out, it's quite clean.

“It's your turn to cum,” Leslie says, rotating her body so they're lying head to tail and Mum sits on her face. They both furiously lick each other. This is my opportunity to escape, so I push the closet door open and step quietly out. I'm almost at the door when Mum looks up and sees me. I expect her to yell at me, but she just smiles and goes back to licking Leslie. I exit and close the door behind me. In my own room, I lie down on top of the covers, push my knickers down to my knees and finger myself to the best orgasm I've ever had, then fall asleep.

I'm awakened by the light as the door opens and Mum comes in. My knickers are still round my knees but Mum knows that I masturbate so I won't have to explain that. I pretend to be sleeping, wondering if she's mad at me, but she just stands, looking at me, then sits on the edge of the bed, leans in and kisses my cheek.

“I love you so much, my darling,” she says, softly, then leaves.

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Next morning I shower, dress and come down to breakfast, expecting at least a severe telling-off from Mum, but she just wishes me good morning and puts a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me. She sits opposite, watching me eat with a smile on her face.

“Did you enjoy yourself last night?” she asks, her voice neutral. She doesn't seem mad at me. “I bet you did. It must have been wonderful watching us. I knew you were there, of course, because I'd left the closet door open a crack, but when we came home it was closed. Were you looking for my vibrator? All you needed to do was ask. After you left, I told Leslie we'd been spied upon and she laughed. She said if she'd known, it would have all been more exciting.”

“Gosh, Mum, you really didn't mind?” I'm awestruck.

“Knowing you were seeing everything made it incredibly thrilling. I wish you'd stayed longer and watched us licking each other's cunts. Leslie made me cum three times.” It's hard to get my head around the fact that she enjoyed being watched, but then I like showing my naked body off, so I suppose she's a show-off like me.

“Mum, can I ask Lilac to sleep over tonight?”

“Of course you can. You can ask any of your little friends. They're all so pretty.”

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At lunchtime, I corner Lilac in the playground. At ten, she's a year younger than me, but I've befriended her because, like Mum says, she's so pretty. She has a sweet angel face and like me, she's years away from puberty. We're both perfectly flat chested, even though a few girls in her class are starting to grow tits. I once read something about girls starting puberty earlier in recent years, but not us. We're gonna have to wait, but that doesn't mean we're not interested in sex. Lilac's family computer has parental controls on it, but I let her watch porn on my lap top. When I tell her about hiding in the closet and what I saw, her jaw falls open.

“Her whole hand?” she asks, incredulous.

“All the way in. It was awesome!” I don't tell her about the anal penetration as she might be grossed out by that. “By the way, Mum says you can sleep over tonight if you like.”

“Oh, yes. Can we hide in the closet like you did?”

“Leslie's not coming over tonight but we can have some fun ourselves.”

Lilac and I haven't actually done anything sexual together, at least not yet, after all, she's only ten. We have actually kissed, each saying the we were pretending the other was a boy, though actually I don't like boys at all and I suspect she doesn't either.

“I'll have to go home first to get clean knickers for tomorrow.”

“You could borrow a pair of mine.” The idea of her wearing my knickers suddenly seems exciting.

“No, my Mum would weird out if I wore yours. I'll come over to your house after dinner, say seven o'clock?”

“That's fine. Wear a dress.”

“Why?”

“My Mum will want to look up it. She says you're pretty. I might want to, as well.” She laughs.

“Your Mum's awesome! I could quite easily get a crush on her.” Now, that's something to think about.

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She does wear a dress, a provocatively short one and in her back pack she has her uniform for the next day. Mum invites her in and gives her a hug, her hands squeezing her bum cheeks, then they stand back and look at each other. Mum's discarded her dress and is wearing a short white translucent slip through which we can see her hot pink knickers and also her nipples, big and brown. She pours us glasses of Coke and we sit side by side on the couch as Mum, just as I anticipated, sits opposite. I can tell she's trying to look up Lilac's dress which I think is funny. Her own pink knickers are in full view. She looks hot with her Peter Pan eternal youth looks and slender figure and Lilac can't take her eyes off her.

“Have you both done your homework?” she asks and we assure her we have.

“I suppose you want to be alone together, so why don't you go up to Misty's room and do whatever it is that little girls do. I won't disturb you.”

Up in my room, I boot up my laptop and go to my favourite lesbian video sites, and for half an hour we watch couples licking each other's cunts and a few short clips featuring golden showers, but Lilac thinks that's gross, though I want to try it some day soon.

“I wanna see fisting,” Lilac insists, inspired by my adventure of last night. The videos are easy to find and there are lots of them. We watch three, each five or ten minutes long and Lilac is awestruck. “I never thought there was enough room up there for a whole hand,” she says.

“I used to think these were faked, but they're not, because I saw it for real last night, Mum's fist up Leslie's cunt.”

“Our cunts are too small, though.”

“We'll just have to wait until we grow up. Hey, can I see yours?”

“Only if you show me yours.” In a flash our dresses are off and we're pulling our white cotton knickers down. We stand facing each other, proudly showing our mounds with their vertical slits, looking nothing like Mum's or Leslie's. We're just two little girls with flat chest and no pubic hair. Nevertheless, I'm excited not only from seeing her cunt, but by the thrill of showing off my own.

“Let's pretend to be lesbians,” she says to my surprise, so I fold her in my arms and kiss her on her sweet, soft lips. We press our thighs between each other's legs, rubbing against each other.

“Do you play with your cunt in bed at night?” I ask her.

“Of course I do, don't you?”

“Every chance I get. Have you ever been kissed on the cunt?”

“Not yet,” she says, “though Sally Roberts touched me one time in the bathroom. It was awesome! I wanted to touch her, but someone came in and we had to stop.”

“Bummer,” I console her. “I'll touch you if you want and you can touch me.” Her smile tells me all I need to know so I push her on to her back on my bed. I lie beside her and our arms cross as we reach for each other's cunts. Her touch is like electricity, sending sweet shocks through my whole tummy and I can tell she's loving the feel of my fingers. I think about last night and how Mum and Leslie were licking each other at the same time, so I explain to Lilac about sixty nining and I invert my body so we're head to tail. “Sit on my face,” I demand and she's all too willing. I press my mouth to her cunt and feel her lips on mine, her tongue probing. I lick her, pressing my tongue at the top where her clit will soon grow. To say it's heavenly is the wrong word. It's thrilling beyond anything I can imagine, even more exciting than watching from the closet.

Then, from the corner of my eye, I see the door open, just a crack. It must be Mum, getting sweet revenge on me. I don't care. Now I can understand why she was thrilled to have me watch her, because knowing she can see everything that we're doing makes it even more “dirty”. For perhaps ten minutes, Lilac and I make love to each other's cunts until we come up for air. The door has been shut. Her face is alight with joy, and glistening from my wetness.

“Cunt's are awesome!” she says. “I think I actually am a lesbian.”

“Me, too, just like my Mum.” I decide not to tell her we were spied upon, at least not now.

We kiss again, and play with each other's nipples, which actually get hard, standing up just a millimetre or so, then finger each other's cunts again. My cherry has been popped long ago and Lilac's too, probably by her fingers. Then I remember Lilac telling me she could easily develop a crush on Mum, so I suggest we go downstairs. Lilac agrees and reaches for her knickers.

“Let's go down naked,” I suggest firmly. “Mum thinks you're beautiful, and she says girls should be proud of their bodies.” She hesitates. “I dare you,” I insist.

“Okay, let's do it.” I lead the way and Mum is sitting on the couch as we descend the stairs. She looks up and sees us and her face lights up.

“Oh, my God, two naked angels! How lucky I am. This must be the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! Come and sit beside me, my lovelies.” We sit either side of her, leaning against her and she puts her arms round both of us.

“Did Misty tell you about what she did last night?” Mum asks. “How she hid in the closet and spied on me and my girlfriend?”

“Yes,” Lilac whispers, a blush appearing on her cheeks.

“My little girl's growing up. Soon she'll be having sex herself. I hope she'll be gay like me.”

“Oh, I think she will.”

“She watched as I fisted Leslie's cunt, and although she didn't know it, I knew she was spying on us. It made everything so much more exciting. I love having an audience when I make love, especially a secret one.”

“Mum,” I ask, “can we hide in the closet next time Leslie comes over?” She laughs.

“Yes, and I won't tell her. I'll let her think we're alone. Would you like to see her fist me?” Lilac remains silent.

“I would,” I announce.

“I like your slip,” Lilac says, perhaps overawed by this frank discussion of intimate sex.

“It's pure silk, very expensive.” It has lace across the top and at the hem.

“It's very sexy,” I say, “I like the way we can see your knickers through it, and your nipples, too. Look, Lilac, see how big they are?” Mum lets one shoulder strap fall and her tit pops out.

“Yes,” she says, “but my tits are small. I never need to wear a bra. Here, give me your hand.” She takes Lilac's wrist and places her palm on her bare tit. Lilac gently squeezes if. “Pinch my nipple, yes, like that. Do it harder. Oh, that feels so nice.”

“Our nipples got hard when we played with them,” I announce and Lilac gives me a sharp look.

“That means you're growing up. You'll reach puberty soon and you'll grow tits and your cunts will change. They'll have lips and other interesting stuff. Cunt's are fascinating.”

“Show us yours, Mum,” I demand and she lifts her hips and slides her blinding pink knickers off. She leans back and spreads her legs. The aroma of sex comes off her like steam off hot coffee. I love that smell, earthy and fishy at the same time, a clear signal of her sexual excitement.

“See, Leslie's fist can easily fit in there.” Lilac gazes, enthralled as Mum flaunts her most private part. I decide to taka a chance and make a bold move.

“So could Lilac's,” I say, firmly. Lilac looks at me, shocked. Have I gone to far, too fast? “Or mine,” I add, giving Lilac an out.

“You're my daughter,” Mum says. “Watching me have sex is one thing, but actually doing stuff is a step too far. It's called incest, it's illegal and I'd feel tremendous guilt.”

“But not if Lilac did it.”

“True. Lilac, my love, you're such a pretty girl, or should I say 'sexy'. The sight of naked little girls touches something deep inside me and you're the most gorgeous I've ever seen.” I wonder how many naked preteens Mum has seen and under what circumstances. “I think I could fall in love with you.” Lilac's face changes from concern to delight.

“Go on, Lilac,” I urge, “Touch it. Just a bit.” Her hand reaches out and she spreads Mum's lips with her fingertips, exposing her pink inner lips and the dark, inviting aperture of her cunt. She stares hard and I see her lick her lips. Perhaps she's remembering the taste of my cunt.

“Put your fingers in, Lilac, my love. Oh, that's nice. Now three. Wonderful, try four. Now rotate your hand back and forth and it'll loosen me up and get me even wetter so we won't need any lube. Now, fold your thumb into your palm, yes, like that and push. Push harder, you won't hurt me. Oh, this is awesome. Look, your whole hand is inside me. Make a fist and go deeper until you touch something. That's my cervix. Wiggle your fingers. Oh, my God! I'm in heaven! Now pull half way out and push back in again. That's right. In and out. You're fist fucking me, my darling and I'm loving it! Can I touch your cunt?” Lilac nods her head and Mum reaches down to and press her hand between my friend's legs. I see her middle finger slide in all the way and a second finger joins it.

Mum looks up at me as I gaze, transfixed, as I watch Lilac fist her. I look at Lilac's flushed face and I can see she's totally caught up in the moment, thrilled to be doing such a “dirty” thing. I'm pretty sure she'll have a crush on Mum from now on.

“I have a surprise for you both,” Mum says, then calls, “You can come out now.” The kitchen door opens and Leslie steps in, wearing nothing but a pair of crotchless knickers, split from front to back, her cunt in full view. I'm shocked, but thrilled at the same time. We've been spied on and Mum has her “revenge”. Lilac gasps and tries to pull her hand out, but Mum grabs her forearm and holds it in place. “Did you see everything?”

“Everything!” Leslie confirms. “What an incredible sight, two darling little girls with nothing on, so fucking sexy. I came twice without even touching myself.” Wow, I'm impressed!

“Don't stop fucking me,” Mum demands and now Lilac seems to be adjusting to the situation.

“Do I get to be fisted, too?” Leslie asks. Mum looks at me and I look at Leslie. Although not as hot as Mum is, she's still an extremely sexy young woman and dressed as she is, her cunt invitingly displayed, I'm quite eager to try anything. Mum nods her approval.

“Sit on the recliner and tilt it back,” I tell her. She doesn't need to be told to spread her legs. With her fingers, she pulls open her knickers as I kneel between her thighs. I touch her lips, rolling them between my fingers, then do the same to her clit. She gasps.

“Fist me, Misty, you sexy little slut!” I smile, proud to be called such a name. I push four fingers into her loose cunt, then my thumb and my hand slides in with almost no resistance. I make a fist and push slowly deeper and deeper until half my arm has disappeared. Leslie groans and grunts like the porn stars in the videos, her dripping wet cunt soaking my arm.

“Do my bum hole,” she croaks, and I pull my hand out and with some difficulty, insert it up her rectum. It takes a hard push to get past the entrance, but once it's in, it travels upwards with no difficulty. She must have had an enema like last night, because her colon is empty except, of course, for my fist. In in almost up to my elbow when she says, “Use your other hand and fist my cunt again.” My hand slides right in and there I am, little eleven year old Misty double fisting her mother's lover, as Mum, still in the throes of ecstasy, looks on excitedly.

Several orgasms later, we extract our fists from our partners and wipe them on Mum's discarded knickers. Mum and Lilac sprawl on the couch, Leslie lies in the recliner and I lie on the floor, my knees up and spread apart, just in case anyone wants to attack my cunt.

“My vibrator is on the sideboard,” Mum says. “Who wants me to use it on them?”

“ME!” Lilac and I cry together.

The end.