Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2012 21:43:58 -0500 (EST) From: Jan None Subject: Mother Daughter Exchange Club 9 (lebian/incest, oral, anal, f/F, f/Ff) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts 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 9 By Jan Kaylin had become a member of her high school cheerleading squad and as a result, she went back to her junior high school to help her former coach teach the new group of girls aspiring to become junior high cheerleaders. This is her recounting of what took place. Ms Kopps was one of the first adult women that I had a relationship with outside the club. When I got to the middle school I found the girls in the gym practicing the same routines that the high school cheerleaders perform. I approached my old teacher and we greeted each other with hugs and kisses on the cheek. When I had my face hidden behind my teacher's head I nibbled on her ear and whispered, "Are there any promising girls in this year's class?" Ms. Kopps smiled and whispered, "Check out that brown skinned girl in the front row. I think you will find her a juicy addition next year. Her name is Carina." When I cast my eyes in the direction indicated I saw a truly beautiful girl. She was striking because her hair and skin spoke of an Asian heritage, but her eyes were so clear blue that they were almost gray. I was instantly infatuated with her. I spent the next hour helping the girls with the routines that they would have to conquer to have a chance to make the high school team. They asked me about their chances of making the team. I told them that there were two other middle schools with girls just as ambitious. This year there were three seniors, so there would only be three incoming freshmen selected for the team. I saw the dejected expression on their faces. So I told them if you're not selected at the tryouts, you can try out for the tall flags. You never know when someone might get hurt, so one of the girls from the tall flags will be selected to replace the injured girl. That offered them a little hope. While I was helping them practice I found plenty of opportunities to touch the girls. At one point I placed my hand right on the crotch of Carina. She gave me a knowing smile and actually shoved her pubic bone harder against the palm of my hand. I knew right away that she was going to be delicious. After practice, without saying anything I touched Carina's arm, letting her know to lag behind until the other girls had left. We gathered up our belongings and we exited the gym together. I deliberately accompanied her home to meet her mother. As we were walking down the street I had to ask her to tell me about her mother. Carina was happy to tell me all about her family. "My grandmother was a bar girl in the Olongapo, P I, a little city just outside the north gate of the US Naval Base. She shacked up with a married naval officer stationed at the base, before he was transferred aboard some ship. My mother, Mia, was the fruit of their relationship." "Mama was a bright student and learned to speak not only the native Tagalog, she learned to speak US English, Spanish and Chinese. As a result when American Telegraph and Telephone (AT&T) sent a representative from the home office to Manila to set up the telephone help line, Mom became one of the operators. She quickly worked her way to a supervisory position, where she caught the eye of my father. He was married of course, but that didn't stop him from playing house with my mother." She was three months pregnant with me when she got a visa to come to the States. Mom never told my father about me, because she had no desire to break up his marriage, besides Mom had no desire to marry any man. She had only shacked up with him for the same reason Granny did, they wanted children. They were fortunate to have girls. I was born here and my mother is a naturalized citizen now." After learning her story I was looking forward to meeting her mother. We picked up our pace as we approached her home. It was almost six in the afternoon when we reached the front door. She had her own key and let us in. Carina offered me something to drink while we waited for her mother to get home from work. She went to the kitchen to get us a couple of cans of Coke, and returned to the living-room to chat with me. We sat together on the sectional couch to discuss her future. I implied that having the support of a member of the cheerleader team would go a long way to ensure she would be selected to the squad. Just as I hoped she told me that she would do anything to get my support. I placed my hand on her thigh and rubbed the inside of her leg. She spread her legs allowing me better access. I put my arm around her shoulders and leaned close to her. Our faces were only inches apart. We could actually breathe each other's expended air. We could smell each other's breath. She was the one that actually closed the gap and pressed her lips against mine. When she did that, I placed the hand that had been rubbing her thigh on her exposed tummy, and slid it down under her tennis shorts and under the waistband of her panties. As my fingers touched her sparse pubic hair she grabbed my wrist. "I'm all sweaty and smelly from practice!!" she pleaded. "I don't care. I love the smell of a hot pussy!" Having said that I withdrew my hand and smelled my fingers before putting them in my mouth. She was obviously embarrassed, watching me smell her pussy fragrance on my fingers. Then I brushed my hand against her little breasts on my way back to her shorts. She didn't resist when I unbuttoned her shorts. I struggled unzipping her shorts. That was the first time I got a glimpse of her baby blue panties. I just had to see what her pussy looked like. I struggled to pull her panties down, along with her shorts far enough to see what her crotch looked like. There was no panty like. Her skin was an even golden hue, and her new growth of dark pubic hair was straight and looked as if it had been combed in the direction of her vaginal opening. I can say that it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I slid to the floor in front of her, and placed my hands on her knees and spread them as far as her shorts and panties would allow. When I moved my face close my head spun from the odor of her flesh. My mouth watered in anticipation of tasting her pussy. Carina placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled my head against her wet little pussy. I sucked her pussy noisily until she started moaning and her legs were outstretched and quivering like she was experiencing a seizure. Having satisfied her I sat next to her on the couch and hugged and kissed her. At that moment we heard the crunch of car tires on the gravel driveway. Carina quickly jumped up and pulled up her panties and then pulled up her shorts and fastened them shortly before the front door opened. I stood up to be introduced to her mother. I was told her full name, but she insisted that I call her Mia. Carina explained that I was on the high school cheerleading squad and had been helping her team prepare for the tryouts. Mia not only hugged me, she actually kissed my cheek. As she stepped back she gave me a strange look. She insisted that I stay for dinner, so I used my cell phone to call my mother, while Mia retreated to her bedroom to change clothes. While Carina retreated to her room to take a quick shower and change into fresh clothes. I explained to my mother that I had been asked to have dinner with the mother and daughter of potential prospects for our club. Mom was thrilled that I was recruiting new club members. Mia emerged from her room and put her arm around my waist as she led me to the kitchen. While she set about making a rice dish with bamboo sprouts and baby shrimp. I think she called it something like ponsey. While she was preparing the meal she talked to me. She casually mentioned, "When I kissed your cheek I couldn't help but notice the familiar odor of pussy on your face. I assume that you and Carina had engaged in a little love making before I got home!" There was no need in me denying it, because her statement was not an accusation, it was just a simple statement of fact. I admitted that I had enjoyed making love to Carina. She flashed me a warm smile and while she was standing next to me she placed her hand on my ass and gave it a squeeze. She pointed out where the dishes were in the cupboards and asked me to set the table. While I was setting the table Carina joined us. She smelled of Dial soap. She had dried her hair with a pistol dryer I assumed because it hung straight down her back. There was a lot of chatter about Carina's prospects of making the high school cheerleader squad at the end of the school years tryouts. After the dishes were washed and put away, Mia insisted on driving me home. She insisted on Carina staying home to do her homework. When we were on the road she brought up the subject of sex again. She wanted to know my sexual preference. I assured her that I didn't hate males but I was only interested in sex with women and girls. It was long after sunset when she pulled up in front of my house. Before I got out of the car she pulled me close to her and kissed me right on the mouth. She also placed her hand on my left breast and gave it a squeeze. I invited her to meet my mother. When I opened the front door Mom was in the family room watching a popular situation comedy on the television. She arose to welcome my guest into our home. After the introductions, I told Mia about the 'Mother Daughter Exchange Club. She was very interested in the concept of the club. To prepare her for the next party the two of us sandwiched her between us on the couch. We set about removing her clothes while we took turns kissing her. I have to comment on how much Carina resembled her mother. The only divergence was Mia had brown eyes where Carina had blue eyes. Mia had the same cocoa skin tone, and her breasts were substantially larger that her young daughter. The areolas were the same brown color. When we got her panties off I was impressed by the fact that her pubic hair was very much like all of the pictures of Asian women I had seen. The hair was straight and pointing towards her vagina like her daughter's. There was a little competition between Mama and me over the opportunity to make love to this exotic beauty. We struggled over which one of us would kiss her mouth first. At least we each had a tit to play with and suckle. When we worked our way down to her pussy we had trouble again. The way we solved that problem was for me to lie on my back, and have Mia mount me in a typical 69 position. While we were eating each other's pussy Mom stood at the end of the bed and started licking Mia's asshole. Judging by the amount of juice pouring from Mia's cunt she must have enjoyed all of the action. We lost track of the time, by the time we came up for air. Mia fished around in her purse until she found her cell phone. She told Carina to go ahead and go to bed and she would be home soon. She got dressed and Mom and I escorted her to the door. We had already discussed her attending the next party, and bringing Carina with her. When Mom and I went to bed we discussed what the conversation between Mia and Carina would be like when she got home. We also planned on contacting Connie to discuss our bringing guests to the next party. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com.