Date: Mon, 23 Nov 2020 09:43:53 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: My Daughter Is Dominant (lesbian/Incest, oral anal, F/f, f/fFF) Incest, oral anal, 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. Copyright 2020 Jan, all rights reserved Please mail to janmay6969@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for a future story. My Daughter is Dominant By Jan I grew up in a small town Called Escondido, California. It is a small valley at the junction of Interstate Highway 15 and the State Freeway 78. It is the southeast neighbor of The Camp Pendleton Marine Corps Base and about 20-miles east of the city of Oceanside. My father was an electrical engineer. When I graduated from high school, I got a job as a cashier for a local car wash while attending San Marcus Junior College. My father was a strong personality that didn't put up with any nonsense, so I grew up to be a shy and subservient young woman. While working I didn't accept any offers of dates from the young men that cars washed. I didn't care for the young Marines fresh out of Boot Camp. They were brash and thought they were "Bad Asses." When they were in civies they showed off their fresh Devil Dog tattoos. (A bulldog with a slack jaw with a cocked WWI style helmet over block letters USMC). One customer started coming regularly to get his car washed and waxed. He was obviously a Marine even though he always was wearing civies that consisted of a muscle T-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes or regulation oxfords. Tattoos were absent from his arms. He was at least in his thirties and had a rugged face with scars on his eyebrows. (Evidence of past fights.) He was polite and I eventually got over my fear of him. One day in late October, as he was paying for his wash and wax, he asked me: "May I ask you to accompany me to the Marine corps Birthday Ball?" At first, I was reluctant to accept, but I was curious about what the ball would be like. I looked him in the eye. "When is the ball?" The man braced himself: "The birthday is celebrated on November 10th every year to celebrate the formal establishment of the Marine Corps on that day in 1775." "I don't even know your name." "I'm sorry, my name is Daniel Mac Donald. My friends call me Dan." "Dan, my name is Virginia Glover. I take it that the Ball is formal? "Yes, if that is a problem, I would be happy to pay for your dress!" "I wouldn't dream of asking you to do that for me. I would be happy to accompany you to the Ball." I wrote down my address and phone number and handed it to him. He thanked me and asked me if he could take me to dinner some evening. I accepted and we agreed to go out on Sunday, the day off for me. When he arrived to take me to the Ball was the first time, I had never seen him in uniform before. He was wearing his full-dress Gunnery Sergeant uniform and his chest was full of an impressive number of metals. He explained to my parents that on November 10th all Marines are required to wear dress blue uniform all day to celebrate the birthday. The Ball was held on the Base and it was very impressive. Dan was respected by Officers. I was more than impressed. Dan and I were married after a short courtship. He was deployed to the middle east several times during our marriage. I gave birth to our daughter that we named Donna. Donna had a strong personality like her father. Dan was in fact a functioning alcoholic, as such he was hard on Donna and me. Where I cowered from his yelling, Donna rebelled. By the time she was eleven years old, she was smoking cigarettes and hanging out with other girls that rebelled against their parents as well. She had a little girlfriend that seemed to worship her. Donna made Linda carry her cigarettes and lighter because she didn't want to carry them herself or pay for them. When her father was on duty or on deployment she emboldened and would have Linda over and they would sleep together. I suspected what they were doing long before it became obvious that they were having sex in her bedroom. I would hear giggling coming from her room and occasionally there would be muffled noises and moans. When thought they were 12-years-old I was unaware that they were home and were going to wash her bedding. I walked into her bedroom planning to strip her bed, what I saw shocked me. Both of them were totally naked and Donna was straddling Linda's head and she was grinding her pussy into her friend's face. She was saying: "EAT MY CUNT!" I was embarrassed and baked out and closed the door, but Donna saw me. She gave me a wicked smile. Later that day after Linda had gone home, Donna confronted me. "Now that you know for sure that I'm a lesbian, you had better not tell Dad!" I never told Dan that Donna was a lesbian, but listening to her in her bedroom with her girlfriends started making my pussy tingle. I would even rub my crotch while fantasizing about watching her making love to her girlfriends. I felt guilty about my feelings and was unable to look Donna in the eye after listening to her demanding that her guest licks her asshole and stick her tongue into her asshole. Donna became emboldened enough that she would parade around the house naked. She would smoke in my presence and casually rub her hairy crotch. If I complained, she would tell me to mind my own business. I lost any control I ever had over her. Dan was about to retire from active duty when Donna was 14-years-old but never got to enjoy retirement because he suffered a stroke and died in the balance before reaching the hospital. His passing was traumatic for me. I had never been without someone to tell me what to do. Even when he was on deployment for the better part of a year at a time. There was my father to give me advice. In their absence, Donna assumed the role of a dominant personality in our household. His retirement and life insurance were enough that Donna and I could continue to live comfortably. Although I paid all of the bills, Donna checked my math. Donna looked a lot like me at her age. She was blonde with blue-green eyes, 105 pounds, five-foot two-inches, 36-C, 22, 36 body. Her shin was pale with faint traces of freckles on her shoulders and her pubic bush was a dark brown. I was shocked to see that she had a tattoo of a Gallic symbol on the edge of her bush. One morning after Linda had spent the night with Donna, I was preparing breakfast for the three of us. After the meal, Donna walked Linda to the door and kissed her, and squeezed her ass as Linda left. I complained about her behavior in front of me. Donna grabbed me and while hugging me she kissed me on the mouth. The kiss was long and demanding. My struggles were to no avail. She dragged me to my bedroom while I complained that I needed to do the dishes. She stripped me of my house dress and pushed me backward onto my bed and pulled my flats off my feet and panties off. I protested: "DONNA, YOU CAN'T DO THIS YOU'RE MY DAUGHTER!!" "SHUT UP YU KNOW YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOU!! I KNOW YOU GET OFF LISTENING TO ME FUCKING MY GIRLFRIENDS! I HAVE SEEN THE WET SPOT ON THE CROTCH AREA OF YOUR DRESSES!" I started crying because it was true. Donna was wearing only an oversized T-shirt that she slept in. she was naked underneath it. She mounted the bed and walked up to my body on her knees straddled my body. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy as she brought it to my mouth. The things that went through my mind was amazing as I started licking her pussy. I thought about carrying her in my belly for nine months, all of the times I had wiped her butt and crotch as a baby. Now she was grinding her pussy against my nose and mouth. She demanded: "SUCK MY CUNT UNTIL I CUM IN YOUR MOTH, MAMA!" I made no effort to resist I licked and ducked on her pussy and di my best to stimulate her clit with my tongue and lips. When Donna's body started quivering, she filled my mouth with her slimy fluid. My emotions were mixed. I was ashamed of myself for allowing my daughter to use me like that and proud that I had made her cum. Donn was not finished with me. She told me not to move. I lay there thinking about what had happened until she returned with a strap-on dildo strapped on her body. I had no idea that she had such a thing in her room. When she spread my legs I tried to resist, but she slapped my face and tits. "I'm going to fuck you, Mom, so you might as well relax and enjoy this!" She mounted me and started fucking me like her father had many times in the past. When I surrendered to her I eventually had a strong orgasm that left me spent and relaxed. Donna kissed me with tongue before she pulled the dildo out of my cunt. I lay there breathing hard. There was no time to relax! Donna rolled me over onto my belly and pulled me up to my knees and stuffed a firm pillow under me. While I lay my butt venerable, she spread my cheeks and licked my asshole. I tried to complain that it wasn't right for her to be licking my asshole, but she slapped my ass and drove the dildo up my ass. She fucked mt ass fast and hard while clinging to my hips. It had hurt at first but I was soon crooning with wantoned pleasure. I didn't get much time to feel remorse because Donna wanted to fuck me all day. We ate snakes and sandwiches when we were hungry and she slept in my bed that night. My pussy and asshole were throbbing by the time we went to sleep clinging to each other. In the morning we were brought out of sound sleep by the phone ringing. Donna answered the phone. It was Linda. Donna invited her to come over. I didn't want Linda to find out that Donna had been fucking. But Donna told me that we had time to clean up. We put shower caps on to protect our hair while we showered together. We made the bed and she insisted that we only wear dressing gowns. We were washing yesterday's dished when the doorbell rang. When Donna answered the door, she welcomed Linda with a hug and a kiss. Donna was wearing her dildo under the gown and the bulge was tenting the gown making it very noticeable and I'm sure Linda felt it Donna kissed her. She brought her to the living room couch and was undressing her when I joined them. Donna had me open my gown and lay on the couch with my head resting on the armrest. Linda was shocked to see my naked body. She couldn't taker her eyes off of my 38-DD''s and dark pubic bush. When Linda was naked, Donna made her kneel as she forced her head down to my pussy. While Linda was licking my pussy, donna was busy fucking Linda from behind. After Linda and I had an orgasm, Donna fucked Linda in the ass. Before we were finished Donna had me eat Linda's sweet little pussy and rims her asshole. It was as if I were the daughter and Donna was the mother. The sex never seemed to end. We slept together and Donna had a parade of girls in our bed. One day she brought home a Marine Officer. She was a Lieutenant Colonel named Roberta and she had short salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. Donna helped her remove her uniform. She allowed Donna to fuck her while she ate my pussy. Roberta became a frequent visitor for the three years she was stationed at camp Pendleton. By that time Donna and I were well known among the female offer and enlisted barracks. 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