Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2012 23:38:40 -0800 (PST) From: Jan None Subject: Mother Daughter Exhange Club 8 (lesbian/incest, oral, anal, g/F, g/FF) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of incest between women and girls. 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 8 By Jan One afternoon, a sweet young girl living close by dropped by for a visit. I was totally flabbergasted, I did everything I could to keep our neighbors in the dark about my daughter and I belonging to a mother daughter exchange club. The girl looked to be a little younger than Kaylin. She had an entrancingly innocent looking face. I was instantly captivated by her charm. I wondered why she wanted to talk to me. She introduced herself as Elizabeth Darning and said that she lived just down the block, and would like to talk to me. I introduced myself as Kathleen, but also told her that she could call me Kathy. I was very intrigued by the urgent way she expressed her desire to talk to me. I invited her into enter our home. I allowed her to sit on the couch in the living room. I sat down next to her and turned my body towards her and took her hand in mine and asked her what was so urgent? Liz said, "I have been watching you ever since you moved into the neighborhood, and I just had to come by and tell you how much I admire you! I happen to be one grade ahead of Kaylin at school." I just had to comment, "I would have guessed that you were at least a year or two years younger than Kaylin!" Liz blushed, "Everyone says that! But I wondered if you knew about the girls Kaylin hangs out with?" I was not sure where she was headed with that question. "Why do you ask?" She said, "I know the reputation of some of her friends. They are known around school as the lesbian bitches!" I observed, "That certainly is an unkind and rude thing to call any young lady." Liz went on, "I'm not criticizing anyone. I was just hoping that if you knew about the girls Kaylin hangs out with at school that you might feel the same way." As she made that statement she placed her hand on my bare arm. "I have seen these girls and their mothers coming to your house several times." I instantly got that familiar itch deep within my pussy. This girl was flirting with me. Just to make sure that I was not mistaken I asked, "And if I know about her friends?" Liz ran her fingers up my arm and down the side of my breast. I only had on jeans shorts and a jersey tank top. My breasts were not encased in a bra, so my nipples and areolas were plainly visible by the bulges they created. Her small hand covered my areola and gave my breast a squeeze. I couldn't believe the bold move of the young girl. I was also captivated by her beauty. She had dark chestnut colored hair that that hung down below her shoulder blades and bangs covering her forehead. Her eyes were the clearest pale blue I had ever seen. Her skin can only be described as the color of alabaster. I was unbelievably attracted to her. I felt a strong desire to be just as bold as her, regardless of the possibility that she might tell her parents and ruin my reputation. Just the same I made the move and leaned close to her and kissed her on the lips. I sucked her lower lip into my mouth and grasped it with my teeth. When I let go of her lip, she was breathing hard, and she was still clinging to my breast. I had to ask her, "How do you know that Kaylin's friends are lesbians" Liz took a deep breath, "I know that Beverly and her mother are lesbians because I saw them with our teacher when we were in junior high!" "Tell me more about what you saw!" "Because I am so small I never liked to spend lunch playing with the other girls, so I found places to hide from everyone. Our school faced east-west, and on the north side of the building was a buttress with a cypress tree in front of it. I would climb onto the buttress to eat lunch every day. From my perch I could see into our classroom. One day I witnessed Beverly kissing Ms. Corbin." I said, "That may have been an innocent thank you kiss, honey." "Beverly was kissing her like boys kiss their girlfriends and her hands were pulling up her dress. I witnessed Beverly kneel in front of Ms. Corbin and she pulled aside her panties and kissed her pussy! I watched her do that several times before parent teacher open house nights. I witnessed Beverly's mother talking to Ms. Corbin. They didn't notice me as Ms. Corbin walked her to the door. They were holding hands, and as they said goodbye to each other they kissed and squeezed each other's butts." There was nothing more I could say about what she had witnessed but I had to ask, "Why would you think that the rest of Kaylin's friends are lesbians?" Liz actually blushed, "I was hoping that all of you are, because I want to kiss you the way Beverly kissed Ms. Corbin!" I almost wet my panties, because this sweet girl was telling me she wanted to suck my pussy. I took her into my arms and kissed her on the mouth with such urgency that I almost bruised her lips. I sought out her small breasts with my right hand at the same time she sought out my breasts with both of her hands. We spent a long time kissing and feeling each other's breasts. Her little breasts were no larger than half of a navel orange. She was all of fourteen years old and her body was no more than the size of a twelve year old. I peeled off her clothes quickly. When she was totally naked I saw the first evidence that she was almost an adult. Her Mons pubis was a puffy mound with an abundant amount of dark pubic hair, and her labia minor protruded beyond her labia major. Her clitoris was protruding too. I could tell that her clit was constantly being stimulated by her panties. She responded to my first touch like she had been touched by an electric wire. I knew I had to be very careful to touch her with a light touch. When I touched her clit it had to be as light as a butterfly landing on her flesh. I was able to suck the entire right breast into my mouth while I stimulated her clit. Liz was so excited that she had to stop feeling my breasts, and was gripping the edge of the cushion of the couch. She interrupted me and pleaded with me to let her take my clothes off. I sat up and allowed her to pull my tank top over my head, exposing my breasts. Each one of my breasts is larger than her head. In fact each areola is larger than her mouth. I can attest to that because as she sucked on my nipples her mouth could not cover the pink areolas. When she was satisfied with her efforts to suck my nipples she started pulling on the top button on my cut off jeans. They were so tight that the zipper almost came down on its own as soon as she lifted up the tab. She wedged her little hand down inside my panties until her fingers found my pubic hair. I arched my back against the couch with heels on the floor as I lifted my butt off of the couch. Liz helped me pull the shorts down along with my teal colored panties, as soon as they were below my knees, I bicycled my legs to free my legs from my shorts and panties. I was so excited that I could smell my own pussy's odor. Liz must have smelled me too. She slipped to the floor in front of me and spread my legs. She spent a long time studying my pussy with her eyes and fingers before she pressed her face against my pussy. I was in heaven. I placed my hands on her head and directed her head around until she put her tongue where I wanted it. She sucked my pussy until I had three strong orgasms. When I pulled her head away from my pussy I was overjoyed to see the smile on her face, covered with my pussy juice. I picked her up and sat her naked butt on the arm of my couch and draped her slender legs over my shoulders. I too, was fascinated with her sweet little pussy. Her clitoris was such an erotic stimulus for me, and her little vagina was so small. I didn't think I could stick more than two fingers into her cunt. I tested it by sticking one, then two, then three fingers into her cunt. The flesh stretched to accommodate every digit. She was moaning with pain and pleasure by the time I managed to get my entire fist into her little pussy. We spent the entire afternoon sucking tits and pussies. I even introduced her to licking assholes. There came the time that she had to get home. While we dressed I discussed the possibility of her and her mother joining our mother daughter exchange club. Liz had no idea if her mother had ever had a lesbian experience. It occurred to me that if we didn't wash our face or hands that her mother would be able to smell the pussy juice on us. I walked her home and Liz introduced me to her divorced mother. As I took her hand in greeting I placed my cheek against hers for a phantom kiss. I pressed my cheek against hers until I was sure she could smell Liz's pussy juice on my cheek. Liz was telling me that her mother was named Henrietta. As she pulled her head back I could see the look of interest in her eyes. She told me to call her Henrie. I almost smiled at the butch sounding name. I told her that she could call me Kathy. She asked if I would like a cup of coffee. I assured her that I would love a cup. As we made our way to the kitchen and she reached up to take the cups from her cupboard, I admired the swell of her breasts and the swell of her ass. There was a coffee pot on the stove on a simmer. We set the table and she poured coffee for the three of us. She poured French-vanilla creamer in the three cups and topped the cups with canned whip-cream. We gathered around the breakfast dining table and sat down. As Henrie took her first sip of her coffee she got a dollop of whip cream on the tip of her nose. I reached across the small table to wipe the cream from her nose. In doing so I made sure that I held my finger under her nose long enough to be sure she smelled my scented finger. We chatted about how we knew each other. I told her that my daughter and hers had attended the same junior high. The conversation was casual until Liz finished her coffee. Henrie insisted that Liz get ready for bed. She was stern about insisting that she had enough coffee, now run along and get ready for bed. Liz was petulant but did as she was told. She did kiss her mother before she left. After Liz had left the room, Henrie refilled our cups before she asked me, "I couldn't help but notice the strong smell of pussy juice on your face, hands and on Liz's face. Was that Liz's cum?" I played it coy, "Why would you say that?" "I have smelled her underwear before washing them. I know her smell!, and I assume the smell on her face was yours." "Would it disturb you if she is sexually active with women?" Henrie gave me a sardonic smile, and said, "I have been aware of her fascination with lesbian sex from seeing the magazines she hides from me. I'm happy that she is exploring sex with women, rather than pimple faced boys. At least she is not going to come home with a gift in her belly." I moved my chair closer and touched her forearm with my hand. She didn't recoil from my touch. I asked, "Have you ever experimented with or had a lesbian encounter?" She smiled at me, "Honey I not only had girlfriends in high school and college, I have enjoyed fucking my best friend before, during and after my husband came and went." I leaned across the table and kissed her on the mouth. Both of us reached out with our right hands and placed them on the back of each other's neck as we kissed each other. I asked her if she would like to have sex with me and my daughter. Her eyes sparkled at the prospect of having sex with a mother and daughter. She admitted that she had seen my daughter and had thought about how nice it would be to taste her little pussy. I told her about us belonging to a mother daughter exchange club. The only way we allow anyone to join the club is that both mother and daughters join. Henrie chucked, "So you wouldn't have allowed Liz to join without me?" "That is correct. We don't want any mother flying off the handle when she finds out her daughter is engaged in sex with a bunch of girls and adult women." Henrie reached for one of my tits as she assured me that she was game for anything. By the time we had masturbated each other to a mutual climax, we knew that Liz had showered and gotten in her bed. We went to her bedroom and entered while holding hands. We kissed her and asked her if she would like to come to the next mother daughter exchange club gathering, where she could party with as many girls and women as she liked. Liz beamed from ear to ear. She pulled down her blankets to show us that she was naked. Henrie and I started playing with her little body. Henrie admitted that she had enjoyed playing with Liz's pussy when she had changed her diaper as a baby. Before I went home Liz had sucked both of our pussies and we had sucked hers. Henrie and I sucked each other too. When I got home I told Kaylin all about our neighbors, while we shared my bed. Kaylin made a beeline for their house the next evening to find out if Henrie and Liz were as good as I claimed. One more couple was added to the club I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.