Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2014 20:47:43 -0700 From: Jan None Subject: Cheating mother (lesbian/Incest, oral anal, F/F, f/F, f/FFF Warning: Incest, oral anal, F/F, f/F, f/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. Cheating Mother By Jan I thought my family was average. As a child I didn't suspect that everyone didn't live just like us. I never knew when my parents were having financial problems. I never questioned why we had to move every year or so. I just accepted that my father didn't have a steady job. My mother did her best to stay at home, but there were times when she had to find work to help support us. Neither my father nor mother had more than high school educations. Daddy was a journeyman carpenter, so he always had to move where there were construction jobs. Mom sometimes worked as a grocery clerk. I thought my mother was the most beautiful woman in the world. She was a blue eyed, auburn haired woman with a very nice figure. Her skin was a creamy white with just a trace of freckles across her nose and chest. I hated it when she had to work, because I enjoyed her company. We cooked and played games together. She had so much patience when it came to helping me with homework. As I matured I took on more of my father's features. My hair was as dark as his, and my eyes were as brown as his. Where Mom would turn red when she was in the sun, and would peel a few days later, my skin would turn a golden brown. I tended to be a little naive when it came to matters of sex. There is always plenty of talk about some girl that was free with her affections, no matter what school I was in. I avoided any close friendships, because I knew that I would be moving before the start of the next school year. I became aware of sex clinically from sex education in school and witnessing the behavior of some classmates, but it was still not the most important thing on my mind. No matter where we lived Mother attracted lady friends that visited our home often. Her closest friend was a woman her age that I called Auntie Ruth. When we lived as much as thirty miles away the two of them would still visit often. Sometimes Auntie Ruth would spend a week with us, and sleep on the couch. Other times Mother would visit Auntie Ruth for a week or so. When I was about to enter high school we were renting a home at least thirty miles across town from Auntie Ruth, so she didn't visit all that much, so Mother became friends with an attractive Mexican women, named Lucia, in her twenties, and she was married to a man with an Irish name. They often visited each other, because Mother was not working at that time. One day I wasn't feeling well at all, and during my first class I threw up. I was sent to the nurse's office, and the nurse did her best to make me comfortable, but eventually she gave me an excuse, and sent me home. When I arrived home I entered quietly, and planned on simply getting a bottle of 7-Up and going to bed. As I headed towards my bedroom with the bottle in hand I heard noises coming from my parent's bedroom. I had to investigate the disturbing sounds coming from the bedroom. When I opened the door I froze in my tracks. The sight I witnessed shocked me beyond belief. On top of the bed were both Lucia and Mother. They were both completely naked and they were engaged in a sexual activity I had only heard referred to in gossip about nasty girls. I was looking at Mother's naked butt, and her vulva and asshole were clearly visible. Her hands were resting on the thighs of Lucia, and her head was buried in Lucia's crotch. She was making all kinds of guttural sounds. Lucia was lying there on her back with her eyes closed when I entered. She was clinging to her firm breasts with both hands, and saying things like, "That's a girl. Suck harder on my clit, you nasty bitch!" But when she opened her eyes and saw me, she was so startled that she screamed out and tried to cover her naked tits with her hands. Her reaction caused my mother to sit up, and turn around to see me. She had a look of pure horror on her face. She jumped off the bed and snatched up a dressing gown and put it on quickly. With mother off the bed I had a quick look at Lucia's body. I had to admire her figure. She had a nice brown body that complemented those firm breasts capped by chocolate colored areolas and nipples. My eyes were drawn to her crotch before she could cover it with her hands. Her pussy was covered by wet straight black pubic hair. Her labia minor protruded well beyond her labia major, and was the same rich color as her areolas. Her legs were quickly closed tightly together. I turned quickly and fled to my bedroom. I flung myself on top of my bed and cried uncontrollably. I heard the other bedroom door open and close a couple of times, and eventually I heard the front door open and close. Several minutes later I heard the light tapping on my bedroom door and Mother asking if she could come in. I was still crying and didn't respond, so she opened my door and came in. She sat on the side of my bed next to me. She placed her hand on my back and stroked it, as she softly said, "I'm sorry you saw that. I was hoping that I wouldn't have to explain myself to you until you were older!" I turned my body over to face her, "Why would you be doing that sort of thing to her?" Mother placed her hand on my shoulder, "It is hard to explain, Honey. I can assure you that I love your father as much now as the day we married, but I have always been attracted to other women. What you saw was me making love to Lucie." I was still disturbed by what I had witnessed. I didn't even want her touching me. She eventually gave up trying to communicate with me, and left my bedroom. Hunger eventually forced me to leave my bedroom. Mother was sitting at the dining table. She said, "I called Auntie Ruth, she is coming to take you home with her. She might be able to explain to you about my feelings for women better than me." I complained, "There are still a couple of days of school left!" Mom said, "I will take care of that! You might as well pack a bag. Ruth will be here to pick you up in an hour or so." I was so upset I didn't eat anything before packing a bag. I sat in my room until I heard Auntie Ruth's car pull into the driveway. Auntie Ruth hugged Mother and me. Nothing more was said as she helped carry my bag to the car. We were gone before Father got home from work. It was hard for me to discuss why she had been called to come and get me. Eventually, I blurted out, "Why was my mother doing those nasty things to the neighbor woman?" Ruth said, "I will do my best to explain to you about your mother's feelings and desires." Until that moment it had not occurred to me that Auntie Ruth was one of my mother's sexual partners. It was like I had been hit in the face with cold water. I sat there in the car silent the rest of the drive to her home. She put me to bed in the guestroom and joined her husband in their bedroom. Sleeping in a strange smelling bed was difficult for me. I heard them getting up as she got him off to work. I was not looking forward to the conversation, so I stayed in bed as long as possible. Eventually Ruth knocked on my door and said, "You might as well get up now and join me for breakfast!" I got out of bed, and made it before making my way to the bathroom to my thing. I chose to wear cutoff jeans and baggy T-shirt over my simple bra and panties, before joining Ruth in the kitchen. Ruth was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee, "What would you like for breakfast: eggs and toast, or pancakes with hot cereal?" It wasn't until she brought it that I knew just how hungry I was. I figured pancakes and eggs would allow me to eat until I was full. I gave her a hand mixing the batter while she prepared the skillets she planned on using for the pancakes and the one she was going to cook the eggs in. We devoured four or five pancakes and a couple of eggs each along with coffee. When we finished clearing the table there was a pregnant moment. She filled our coffee cups with fresh coffee and we sat there looking at each other, while we contemplated how to start the conversation. I looked at Auntie Ruth's eyes and said, "You and Mother are lovers too!" Ruth looked at her cup, "Yes, your mother and I fell in love back when you lived next door. We spend as much time with each other as we can. Just the same when we can't see each other your mother has to satisfy her needs with other women she is attracted to." I asked, "If you and her love each other, how can she have sex with other women, and how can she live with my father?" Ruth sipped her coffee, "That is hard to explain honey, there is no simple answer. I'm sure your mother loves your father, but she has a strong desire for a different sexual relationship. If it were possible for us to live close to each other, I'm sure your mother would be faithful to your father and me." I was picturing my mother having sex with my father during the evenings and then doing to Auntie Ruth what I had seen her doing to Lucia during the day, while I was at school. It seemed so wrong to me. I had thought people were supposed to be in monogamist relationships. Everything I had been taught said that lesbian and homosexual relationships were unnatural. I wanted Auntie Ruth to explain to me about her relationship with my mother. Ruth told me that when we moved into the house next door there was an immediate connection between them. They had a physical attraction that couldn't be denied. "As you know we helped each other cleaning our homes and shared coffee every morning after we got you off to school. One morning your mother wasn't feeling well, so I gave her a massage. When she relaxed she rolled over onto her back, and when my hands brushed against your mother's breasts she moaned, and I gave both of her breasts a firm squeeze. Your mother sat up and hugged me before giving me a kiss on the mouth." She didn't continue describing what took place that day. Auntie Ruth had always been almost a mother figure for me. I had never even thought about her being sexual with anyone, let alone my own mother. Auntie Ruth removed her wire rimmed glasses, and placed her arm around my shoulders, and cuddled me. Her body warmth and the odor of her perfume always were comforting to me. She was like a second mother for me, but at that moment it felt strange. As I tried to pull away she tightened her grip on me. Her left arm was around my back, and her hand was clinging to my ribs. Her right hand was resting on my left shoulder. She pressed her lips to my mouth, and I tried to pull away. Her right hand slid to the side of my left tit. It sent a chill through my body. I opened my mouth to protest, and she stuck her tongue into my mouth. I stopped struggling as she covered my small breast, and her tongue probed the inside of my mouth. She continued feeling my breast and kissing me. I could feel her breath on my cheek. When she lifted her head up she said, "I want to teach you all about how women can please each other better than any male!" I didn't resist as she started taking my clothes off. It was exciting having her remove all of my clothes. Having another person feeling my breasts was far more stimulating than feeling my own breasts. She took my nipple into her mouth and sucked on it like she was the child and I was the adult. While she was nursing she was squeezing the other tit. After several minutes of nursing she let her hand move down my body until she found my little garden of pubic hair. My vagina was moist as she used her finger to stimulate my clit. She stimulated me until I had an orgasm that was so strong that I lost control of my bladder and peed all over her couch and floor. I was mortified and begged her forgiveness. She kissed me and assured me that she would clean that up. I had to move off of the wet spot. Auntie retrieved a plastic bucket and cleaning products along with rags from the kitchen. She mopped up the liquid from the floor and sponged the wet spot on the couch. She used a rug cleaning product to clean the material on the couch. At least the urine smell was replaced by a clean pine smell. The hardwood floors didn't need much attention. When she was satisfied that her job was done she returned the cleaning materials to the kitchen. When she returned she pulled me to my feet and led me to her bedroom. She pulled back the bedspread and placed me on her side of the bed. I sat there watching her remove her own clothes. Auntie Ruth was a little overweight, but she still had a marvelous figure. Her large breasts drooped some, but they were still very pretty. She has wide hips with a narrow waist, with long legs. I was fascinated to see that her bulging vulva was shaved clean. There was just a hint of dark stubble starting to show. I wondered if she shaved herself. The girls I knew had always speculated when they would be old enough to bleed and grow hair down there. Auntie Ruth approached the bed with long, slow, measured strides. It was like watching a big cat approaching me. She laid me on her pillow and started feeling my breasts again. At one point she hovered over me and her large breasts were dangling over my head. She moved her right tit over my mouth, so that I could suck on her tit. It was very stimulating to have my breasts played with while I sucked on her tit. She even pulled her right tit out of my mouth, and moved over to replace the right tit with her left tit. Eventually she moved down my body, and left a wet trail with her mouth and tongue from my breasts to my vagina. She licked my pubic hair on her way to my clit. She didn't even have to place her hands on my thighs, because they shot open as soon as she approached my pussy. I couldn't get over the idea that Auntie Ruth was crouching over me like Mother had been doing to Lucia. She started burying her nose in my pussy and was using her tongue to stimulate my clitoris like a wild animal. It was inducing feelings in me that drove me crazy. She kept it up until I had an orgasm that left me so relaxed that I could have fallen asleep, but I also experienced a strong desire to bond with Auntie Ruth. I wanted to hug her and feel her heart beating against my chest. I tried to pull Ruth up on top of my body, but she had other ideas. She rolled me over onto my belly, and lied on top of my back. I could feel her breath on my right ear, and her big soft breasts pressing against my back. Her legs were wrapped around my right leg. It was very reassuring having her body pressed against me. She eventually sat up supporting herself on her knees and moved her body down until she could pull me up into a praying position, head down butt sticking up in the air. She placed her hands on my butt cheeks and spread them. She leaned in and smelled my asshole before blowing a puff of cool air on my puckered sphincter. I clinched my sphincter involuntarily, before she kissed my asshole. I couldn't believe anyone would like to actually stick their tongue into anyone's asshole, but it felt wonderful. I actually had a stronger orgasm while her tongue was in my butt. She flopped on her back next to me to recover. I lied there smelling her sweaty body. I couldn't get over how much I had enjoyed what she had done to me. I rolled over on top of her and started kissing her mouth. I could taste and smell my pussy and asshole all over her face. I felt her large breasts pressing against my body and had an overwhelming desire to suck on her tits. Auntie Ruth stroked my hair away from my face as I moved down her body so that I could suck on her tits. While I was sucking on her nipples my right leg was resting between her legs. I could feel her wet pussy rubbing against my thigh. When I surrendered her nipples and started moving down her body Auntie Ruth placed her hands on top of my head and pressed down as encouragement. She said things like, "Go ahead honey, and eat my pussy. My cunt is dripping because it had not been sucked in days!" I stuck my nose between her open labia and inhaled the fragrance of her pussy. While I licked her pussy, her juices ran down my throat. My throat felt raw, like when I screamed as hard as I could for a long time. Auntie Ruth wrapped her legs around my head. She gripped my head between her thighs so tightly that I had a hard time breathing. When she started to cum she clamped my head between her thighs so hard that it felt like she was going to break my neck. She bucked her butt up and down on the bed until she was finished cumming. Then she collapsed on the bed, and relaxed her grip on my head. I lay there recovering too with my face pressed against her cunt, and relished the smell and taste of her pussy. There was no going back. I had lost my innocence, and pussy was going to become my driving force. We lay there in each other's arms for a long time. She eventually insisted that we shower together and get dressed before her husband came home. She assured me that she would think of me all night because the fragrance of my hair was on her pillow. She made dinner for the three of us. When her husband got home from work, she told him that I would be spending the night. When it was bedtime she came in and kissed me goodnight, and played with my pussy enough to get me horny. When she returned to her husband's bed, I masturbated at least three times before I could get to sleep. The next day Ruth drove me home. Mother greeted us with hugs and kisses. Ruth told mother that she had told me everything, and gave me a taste of pussy sex. Mother thanked Ruth for explaining everything to me. Ruth assured her that she was only too happy to be of assistance. She even suggested that we should be alone so that we could discuss our new relationship in private. Mother and I walked Auntie Ruth to her car, and kissed her goodbye. When we returned to the house we headed directly to the breakfast nook, and sat there facing each other while we discussed what we were going to do about our new understanding. I admitted that I had been jealous of Lucia when I discovered their true relationship. Mother assured me that she loved me, and no one was ever going to replace me. We had a long heart rending talk, and pledged our undying love for each other. When it was bedtime Mother entered my room to kiss me goodnight. She stayed long enough to allow me to finger fuck her and taste her cum. The next day after Mother got Daddy off to work she came to my room and got in bed with me. My bed was only a twin bed, so we had to cuddle very closely. Mother told me that I could stay home that day. Our nightgowns were fragrant with our body odor. We removed each other's gowns, and cuddled up under the blankets. It was very exciting to be held in my mother's arms with our naked bodies pressed against each other. We kissed for a long time before we worked up the nerve to start feeling each other's tits. The longer we lay there feeling each other up and finger fucking each other the more the morning sun warmed up my bedroom so much that we had to kick off the blankets. Mother mounted me in a typical 69 position. We tongue fucked each other for hours. I lost count of the number of orgasms. We had to relieve our bladders before we could continue making love. Mother tongue fucked my asshole the same way Auntie Ruth had done. It was very erotic having my mother parting my butt and probing my asshole with her tongue. It felt so good that I had to find out what it would taste like to tongue fuck her asshole. When she finished making love to me until I was exhausted we rested for a while before I started making love to her. I sucked on her tits until she complained that both nipples were sore. She started pushing on my shoulders to let me know where she wanted me to go. I licked and nibbled my way down her body until I reached her vulva. I relished the smell of her pussy, and the feel of her pubic hair. I combed her pubic hair with my fingernails. When I parted her labia major I studied the moist opening that I had been delivered through. She was so wet that liquid trickled down her perineum to moisten her anus. Some even made its way down under her butt to make a wet spot on the sheet. When I started licking her clit, Mother couldn't keep her butt still. Her bucking around was making my tongue move from her clit to her vagina. My nose was pressed against her pubic bone and her clit too. She even begged me to stick my fingers up her ass too. She had a couple of orgasms before we both collapsed on the bed. We tried to behave as normal as possible for several days. Mother couldn't help spending a little time in my bedroom at bedtime. She would stand by my bed and we would finger fuck each other to orgasms before we would kiss and she would return to Dad's bed. I couldn't get home fast enough after school. It did occur to me that Lucia was probably visiting Mother while I was at school, and it inspired more than a little jealousy. When I mentioned my feeling to Mother, she suggested that I should get to know Lucia better. The first opportunity that I was home and it would be several hours before Dad and Lucia's husband would get home, Mother escorted me next door. Lucia may have been disappointed, when she opened the door and saw me standing next to Mother, judging by her facial expression. She had to invite us in just the same. She played the part of the gracious hostess and prepared tea for us. While we were enjoying our tea, Lucia finally asked what had prompted the visit. (After all we had not faced each other since the day I had caught them in bed.) Mother was sitting between the two of us. She turned to Lucia and kissed her on the mouth while placing a hand on Lucia's breast. Lucia recoiled in shock. She blurted out, "What is going on!" Mother pulled her back by her tit and said, "My baby has come out and I wanted her to meet and get to know you!" Mother used her other hand to pull me to my feet and position me in front of Lucia. She lifted my dress up to expose the fact that I was not wearing panties. Lucia looked at my teenaged pussy with interest. At my age there was only a small amount of dark pubic hair on just my vulva. My vulva was a swollen mound with a deep crease completely hiding my clitoris and vagina. Lucia didn't have to be encouraged to feel my pussy. She reached out and placed the palm of her hand right over my swollen vulva. She stuck her middle finger into my pussy and jilled me for a moment. When she looked at my mother for approval, Mother kissed her on the mouth. We spend the next two hours in a three way orgy. I lost count of the number of times I came. For the next few years I was enjoying not only fucking Mother, I was also visiting Auntie Ruth and Lucia every chance I got. I was well prepared for womanly encounters when I went away to college. 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.