Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2012 18:35:38 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Mother and Daughter Exchange Club 14 (lesbian/adult youth, oral, f/F, ff/FF) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women and their daughters. 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 2012 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Mother Daughter Exchange Club 14 Carol and Her Daughter By Jan Without belaboring the point I became an orphan when my parents and older sister were killed in an automobile accident. They were coming to visit me while I was in the hospital, but I was four years old, too young to manufacture any huge guilt complex over the accident. The only living relative I had was a distant aunt living in Canada. The next ten years of my life was spent in an orphanage or as it was called, Children's Rescue Home. What better education could a young girl receive to ensure that she will become a sexual pervert? Between the ages' of 12 and 18 I was forced to live with foster families. Lesbian sex continued in the homes of these families as well as abuse by males, both adult and youths. Due to religious small town bigotry, I did my best to live the life of a bisexual. The result was that, I was pregnant from one of four men or boys I had been abused by for the past six years. At least I had the support of the wife of one of the men, who thought my daughter was fathered by her husband. Having a child out of wedlock was almost anathema in that red neck community, almost as bad as being a lesbian. So, I took my daughter and moved to a large city. It was a major struggle to support Ann and myself. Just when I thought I might as well be a cloistered nun, I became involved with a young woman that turned me on. I managed to hide my relationship with her from Ann, until she was about 8-years-old. She woke up with a sore throat and came to my bedroom seeking motherly comfort, only to find me between the legs of my girlfriend. She could hardly understand what I was doing. I suspect that she thought I was biting my friend between her legs with all of the noise she was making. After the shock of being caught, I had to send my girlfriend home. After she left, I sat down with Ann to explain to her in as simple of terms as possible that I preferred sex with women, and assured her that I still loved her, even though I sex with other women. Everything I said led to more questions. It was hours later that Ann's curiosity was satisfied, but she admitted that she had been fascinated by the sight of my naked body for years. She wanted to look like me when she grew up. I was uncomfortable with her revelation of her sexual attraction to me. She was such a beautiful girl. I told myself that who better to introduce her to the joys of lesbian sex than myself, rather than someone that didn't love her. I began Ann's education upon her request. The next nine years were probably the most enjoyable years of my life. She slept with me whenever I was not entertaining a friend. We didn't tell any of them about our relationship, because of the fear of rejection, should they think we were perverts for engaging in incest. Ann also experimented with bisexuality for a few years. When Ann was 17, she decided that she was a lesbian. She made a lifelong commitment to a girlfriend named Tina. I supported her choice completely. During the course of the relationship of the three of us, we have met several mothers, daughters and sisters, some of them are sexually involved with each other. It is always fun to meet new families engaging in incest. I met a woman at a lesbian night club while on a date with a lesbian. There was something about her that appealed to me. We were obviously about the same age. She asked me for a date, and while we were dancing she told me that she would like to meet me some time. I gave her my business card, and asked her to call me. I didn't expect to actually hear from her. I went home with my date because she didn't know that I was sleeping with Ann. A couple of nights later my cell phone rang. When I answered the ring I didn't recognize the voice. I had forgotten about the woman at the nightclub. She had to remind me where we had met. She told me that she wanted to see me again. I had a warm feeling about her. She told me that she would like me to come to her house, because she had a daughter. She told me that she didn't like to leave her daughter alone. I told her that I had a teenaged daughter myself. I heard her voice get excited as she asked me if my daughter knew about my sexual preference. I assured her that my daughter was fully aware of my sexual preference and was fully committed to lesbianism. She suggested that I bring my daughter along. The prospect of meeting another likeminded family was enough to wet my panties. We made a date to meet at her home. Ann and I selected our sexiest lingerie and provocative little black cocktail dresses. When we arrived at the address we were struck by how warm and inviting the house looked. We were both wearing four inch heels and they made plenty of noise as we went up the wooden stairs to the wide porch. The front door was white oak with flanking colorful cut glass panels depicting waterfalls against mountain landscapes. I no more that rang the doorbell than the woman opened the door. She must have heard our car arrive or our heels on the steps. She warmly hugged me and introduced herself to Ann as Tina, and kissed her on the mouth while holding her hands. She led us into the family room where her daughter was waiting with a tray of tall glasses filled with ice and an amber liquid. Tina introduced both of us to her daughter, Connie. I introduced myself as Carol and my daughter as Ann. There was the usual cheek kissing and hugging before we sat down to taste our drinks. After we complimented each other about what lovely daughters we had, we discussed what our daughters were doing in school. Eventually we came around to discussing how we led our daughters into lesbian sex. I told them that Ann had walked in on me while I was eating the pussy of a girlfriend. Later while discussing what she had seen; Ann revealed her desire to do the same thing to me. Tina squeezed my hand, smiled, and said, "That is such a lovely story." Then she went into a narrative about how after she divorced her husband, Connie would come into her bedroom and get in bed with her. Connie would cling to her breasts. Connie started sucking on her nipples. She professed that it felt so good that she couldn't deny her anything. One thing led to another, they masturbated each other, and eventually started sucking pussies. I didn't know what was going to happen from there on. Was Tina going to want to have sex with Ann or me? The problem was resolved when Connie asked me if I would like to see her bedroom. She stood up and pulled me to my feet. She led me up the stairs and down the hall to a bedroom appropriately decorated for a maturing teenager. As we were making our way to her bedroom I heard Tina and Ann following us up the stairs. As soon as we were behind closed doors, Connie approached me and hugged and kissed me, far more maturely than most girls her age. She placed a hand on one of my breasts and squeezed it. Connie was probably about fourteen years old, but was dressed far more maturely than her age. She had on a sexy little teal-blue silk shift with a mandarin collar and a slit up the left leg almost all the way up to her hip. She was also wearing matching teal-blue three inch pumps. Her dress was unbuttoned at the collar and folded over her right breast. It had a zipper down the right side of her body. She had to unzip the dress to pull it down over her hips. She truly didn't need a bra to support those perfect little puffy tits. I'm sure you have seen the kind of tits she had. They were 33-B with the areolas looking like swollen little mounds on top of her creamy white breasts. The nipples were little inverted indentations. My mouth was watering at the sight of her tits. When her dress slid past her hips she was sporting the tinniest little teal-blue thong I had ever seen. The little nylon triangle barely covered her little vulva. I could tell that she was wet because the material was darker around her pussy opening. She simply stepped out of her pumps and got on top of her bed. She assumed a cross legged position while watching me finish removing my clothes. From the expression on her face she approved of what she saw. As soon as I was stripped down to my self supporting nylons, she extended her hands to pull me onto the bed with her. I had to remove my heels after I was sitting on the bed facing this absolutely gorgeous looking nymphet. We sat facing each other feeling each other's breasts and warming up the crotch of each other's panties. The nylon panties were easily pulled aside to get at each other's pussy. Connie pushed me over onto my back so that she could get at my pussy first. The little darling was a very skillful pussy eater. She had me squirting cum all over her face in no time. Now it was my turn to roll her little body up like a ball so that her sweet little butt was up in the air, so that I could eat her pussy. My mouth could cover her little hairless vulva. I tongue fucked her pussy and asshole until she was quivering wildly, screaming her approval of my efforts. We lay there hugging each other until she calmed down. Connie was the one to suggest we check on her mother and Ann. We made our way down the hardwood floor of the hall to her mother's bedroom. When we opened the door we found Tina on her knees with her head resting on her crossed arms, and Ann was behind her lapping at her asshole. They were both sweaty, giving testimony to their earlier sexual explorations. Connie rushed across the space to get on the bed behind my daughter, so that she could lap at Ann's pussy and asshole from behind her. I decided to mount the bed at the headboard, so that I could present my pussy to Tina. I loved watching the action while Tina ate my pussy. Eventually all four of us had to rest. Tina looked me in the eyes and asked, "Would you like to join a Mother Daughter Exchange Club." Of course I had to ask what kind of club that was. Tina told me that about once a month a group of single mothers and daughters gather for a card game, and the winners take home the daughters of the losers and the losers take home the daughters of the winners. The girls spend the weekend with the women. They are free to indulge in their fantasies with each other. "What kind of fantasies are you talking about?" Tina elaborated, "Some mothers like to play the part of teachers or nuns, and have the girls play the part of students. Other women prefer to dominate the girls, by leading them around all weekend on a leash. There are a couple of women that like to take the girls to the mall and flash women or teenagers until they find a willing sexual encounter." I told Tina that Ann and I would have to discuss the proposal. Ann and I were talking non-stop on our way home. Ann was excited about the idea of meeting other horny women, and I have to admit the prospect of bringing home some horny young teenager that would be willing to play some erotic games with me turned me on. Ann and I were still so horny we didn't get any sleep that night. We sucked each other's pussies almost all night. When we got home from work Ann insisted on sitting on the floor in front of me in my favorite chair while she sucked my cunt. I picked up the wireless phone and called Tina. I was panting while Ann was eating my pussy as I told her that Ann and I would love to join the club. Tina was thrilled and called me back within a half hour to tell me the address of the next party. Ann and I were excited to find out what the parties were like. We arrived at the address early on Friday night. A very attractive woman welcomed us and introduced herself and her charming teenage daughter as Wilma and Susana. They offered us drinks while we waited for the rest of the guests to arrive. Wilma asked us who our sponsor was, and as soon as I mentioned Tina they were all smiles. She began telling us all about parties they had with them. Eventually the house filled up with women escorting their daughters. There were card tables set up in the family room, and the girls disappeared to bedrooms or the living room to amuse themselves while the adults engaged in the serious business of various card games. Some of them wanted to play card games like poker and other played Canasta. I was amused by the number of women that actually wanted to play Old Maid. (I learned that that they set a limit of a thousand points, so the games went pretty fast. That's the way they liked it.) I had opted to play Texas hold'um poker. There were four of us at the table. We were all given an equal number of chips at the start. I like to bluff to steal pots, but that can be risky if anyone figures out when you're bluffing. Being a new member they didn't know when I was bluffing. I was able to pretty much take all of the chips of two of the women that played a very conservative game. It took a little longer to get all of the chips of the last gal because she played a bolder game. On the last hand there were two tens and two queens showing when the river card was flopped. She went all in. I called her bluff, because I suspected that she was probably holding a ten high full boat, because I was holding the other two queens. Sure enough she had two tens. She was counting on four of a kind, with a queen high. So, my four queens with ten high trumped her hand. All that was left was for the ladies to explain to me about how I collected my winnings. I was introduced to the daughter of the first woman I had eliminated from the game. When I met her daughter I almost wet my pants, she was no more than thirteen years old. She was still developing physically. Her face was so angelic looking it was hard to believe she was so sexually active. Her name was Sandy, a very sweet looking sun bleached blonde with blue eyes. She was no more than four-feet ten. There was nothing shy about this young lady, because she cuddled up to me as soon as she learned that she was going home with me. We hung around long enough to see just which girls were going home with each mother. My 18-year- old Ann was older than most of the girls, but none of the mothers minded. Ann went home with the last woman at my table. I wondered if she would take out on Ann her resentment of me beating her at cards. Sandy had an overnight bag with her, on our ride to my home we talked about the club activities, because I was the new member. She was definitely a distraction, because she was constantly reaching over the console to run my pussy through my dress, and pulled it up to get at my panties. She also wanted to know what kind of game we were going to play over the weekend. I had no idea what kind of game we should play. When I told her that I had no idea what would be appropriate. Sandy was thrilled because she had a favorite game. She told me that she absolutely loved to play the Catholic schoolgirl with a woman playing the nun. I told her that I didn't have a nun's costume. Sandy assured me that she had a nun's habit with cowl and rosary in her bag. I was impressed that she was so well prepared. When we were safely inside my home, we set about changing clothes. We did it in different bedrooms because she wanted us to see each other in full costume at the same time. I retired to my bedroom to change clothes. I took off all of my clothes first. Then I selected knee high nylons and a pair of square heeled blue oxfords, because they looked like shoes I had seen nuns wearing. I debated about putting on old baggy panties, but opted to go natural under the habit. Then I pulled my hair back as I pulled the hassock over my head and tied the strings on the back of my head, then I draped the black cowl over my head and pinned it in place. It draped over my shoulders leaving the white round material covering my chest. Then I tied the black sash cord around my waist, and then I hung the rosary over the sash cord. I had to admire how much I did look like a nun. I was ready to present myself to Sandy. When I headed for the family room to wait for Sandy my heart was pounding in anticipation. It was not long before I heard the squeaking sound of rubber soled shoes on the hardwood floor of the hall as she approached the family room. When she entered the transformation was unbelievable. She was wearing a pleated blue and gray plaid skirt, white blouse, blue blazer with an authentic looking crest on the pocket. She even had on white leather tennis shoes and white cable stitch knee high socks. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail with bangs covering her forehead. I was flushed with the motherly feelings about her and an overwhelming desire to make love to her. Sandy carried school books in her crossed arms in front of her body with the bottom of the books resting against her tummy. She started the acting by expressing how homesick she was because she had to be away from home. I understood the game she was playing and told her, "I had also been sent to a Catholic school as a young girl, and I had been taken under the wing of a loving nun. She allowed me to sleep with her until I was comfortable with school life. She also allowed me to suck on her breasts for comfort. She taught me all about the way women and girls can please each other!" Sandy continued play acting, "Can I spend the night with you, rather than sleeping in the cold dormitory with all of those strange girls?" I smiled at her and guided her towards my bedroom. When we were behind the closed door I sat her on my lap while removing her shoes and socks. I made sure to kiss her gently until Sandy opened her mouth. Then I started tongue kissing her with ardent passion, while feeling up her body through her clothes. Eventually I started removing her clothes. I removed her tie first, then her blazer and blouse. I unfastened her skirt and worked it under her butt and down her legs before discarding it. She was sitting on my lap in a white satin full slip. Feeling her breasts through the slippery material it was obvious that she didn't have a bra on. Her little breasts were more than A-size, but barely B-sized. We continued kissing passionately, while I was feeling her up, and Sandy placed both of her hands on my breasts and squeezed them. My next move was to place my hand on her knee and start sliding up the inside of her soft thigh all the way up to the conservative white satin granny panties. The elastic in the legs was stretched enough that I was able to pull the material aside to get at her pussy. I knew that she was old enough to have pubic hair, but she obviously shaved regularly. Her puffy little vulva was as smooth as a baby's butt. I fingered her pussy gently. She certainly was not a virgin, but she played the part of an innocent child being finger fucked for the first time. Her little cunt was sopping wet. When I had finger fucked her for a few minutes I couldn't resist withdrawing my hand, so that I could smell and taste my fingers. After I tasted my fingers I had to make Sandy stand up, so that I could pull her slip over her head, and pull down her panties down. Sandy stepped out of them and kicked them across the room before sitting down on my lap again. I bent over and sucked on her little puffy nipples while I returned to finger fucking her pussy again. I masturbated her until she went into a mind blowing cum. I held her body in my arms until she calmed down. At that time I put Sandy back on her feet, so that I could stand up. I pulled back the covers and gently picked up Sandy, so that I could place her in the center of the bed. While Sandy watched I set about removing the mantel covering the white cowl. Then I untied the back of the cowl before leaning forward to remove it. I shook out my hair and ran my fingers through it, because the warm cowl had matted my sweaty hair to my skin. Then I unfastened the black wool habit. When it was loosened, the heavy material fell to the floor around my ankles. I was standing in front of Sandy in nothing but the knee high black stockings and the conservative shoes. I watched Sandy's eyes scanning my body with obvious approval. I'm well aware that I'm a good twenty pounds overweight, but I still have curves in all the right places. My breasts are not as firm as they were in my teens, and sag a little, but my nipples still respond to stimuli. My tummy bulges a little more than I like, but I can still look down and see my pubic bush. Sandy obviously was enjoying what she was looking at. I climbed onto the bed on my knees as I cuddled up alongside the young girl. Sandy couldn't resist grabbing my breasts and latched onto one nipple with her mouth. She was sucking so hard that I felt sure that when she would finally released the nipple I would have a hicky on it. I was free to continue finger fucking her. I eventually rolled over on top of her, before moving down the bed. I loved the smell of her pussy as I approached her crotch. I ate her pussy until she wrapped her legs around my head and started kicking my back with her heels. When she finished with another cum I rolled off of her body and moved back up the bed to lie next to her. When Sandy recovered she kissed my face as if she wanted to clean my face off of my face. She made love to my tits as if she had never seen tits before. In time she worked her way down to my cunt. She was very good at eating pussy, not that I was about to complain. We rested and began doing it all over again. This time we even finger fucked each other's assholes before we licked and tongue fucked each other's assholes. Sleep didn't overtake us until later in the morning. We continued the game all weekend. I tutored her in her school homework. When she did well I rewarded her by finger fucking her or allowing her to suck tit. I'm sure her teachers at school would be surprised if they knew how she was tutored, but would have approved of the quality of her work. Late Saturday night Sandy wanted to be dominated and punished for misbehavior. Misconduct required her to prostrate herself over my bare thighs while I caned her butt until her butt and thighs were striped with red marks. Then I used a butt plug to stretch her asshole. I don't remember a more rewarding weekend in my life. By the time we had to exchange our daughters I was exhausted. Ann and I stayed up late that night while we exchanged stories about our weekend. Ann had spent a lot of time skinny dipping in a pool while eating pussy. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.