Date: Wed, 9 Dec 2015 14:29:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: Leslie Carr <lcarr69@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: "Perfume 2" (Lesbian, incest, F, g, oral, tribbing)

				 Perfume 2

Stepping off the last of the flight of stairs I pause for a second on the
landing. I've just had wonderful sex, not the kind that leaves you drained,
the kind that leaves you craving more. More to the point I had that sex
with my curvy young daughter Darla! So do I feel ashamed or disgusted with
myself? Hell no! It was probably the most deeply satisfying sexual
experience of my adult life.

Is Darla upset or confused about what just happened? Again it's "Hell no"
she's eager for more of the same! Hand in hand and both of us naked we walk
along the landing and into my bedroom. Before I add to Darla's education,
an education that I'm sure will make her a star pupil, I've promised to
explain and come clean about my Sapphic desires and their history.

I point to my bed with my forefinger.

"Okay Darla honey you sit there. You want to know all about how your wicked
mum's into girls and women so ask your questions and I'll try to tell you
everything you want to know about it."

She bounces onto the counterpane to sit cross-legged, naked and
cross-legged, which draws my gaze and distracts my attempts to order my
thoughts. There's a chair in front of my dressing table so I turn it around
and sit on it with my arms resting on its back.

"So ask anything you like honey; it's not like I've got any secrets from
you now!"

She furrows her brow for a moment then kicks off.

"When did you first go with a girl mum?"

"I guess I'd be about the same age you are now Darla; or maybe just a few
months younger."

"So you had a girlfriend when you were at school?"

"Yeah I had a girlfriend; two girlfriends to be honest."

"What were their names mum?"

"Well they won't mean anything to you honey, we're talking around 30 years
ago, but one was Tracy Phillips and the other was Marion Spencer."

"What did they look like?"

I close my eyes and try to recall images of my first two girlfriends from
all those years ago.

"Tracy was a plump little black tween and as for Marion? Marion was a whole
lot like your best friend Tiffany in looks."

Darla nods and then wrinkles her nose which adds even more to her cuteness.

"So mum what about when you were older and grown up?"

At that I laugh a little.

"Older I was but that didn't make me grown up. The next stage was when I
went away to university. I was 60 miles away from home, no family or
friends there knew anything about me, so I could be absolutely open and
myself. Once the other students got to know which way I swung I had no
trouble dating. Then I got a girlfriend for the rest of our time at uni!"

"So who was she?"

"Laura Prince!"

"Laura... Prince...? The Laura you send Xmas and Birthday cards to? The one
you Email with now and then?"

"That's the one honey. After she got her degree she went back home to live
in the US."

"If you two were together for so long and so err... close? Well how come
you don't have all that much to do with her anymore?"

"Honey she's married now and sending her "Do you remember that weekend we
had together in Brighton" Emails." might not be a good idea."

My daughter is looking puzzled but she wants all the answers so she presses
on.

"Married? But if she was your girlfriend all that time how come she got
married?"

It comes out from me with a wry grin.

"Married to a woman honey. It's legal in a fair few US states nowadays."

Darla's gnawing at a thumbnail and pulling the sort of face she usually
does when puzzling over a math problem and keeps going full steam ahead.

"So how come you got married to a man mum?"

I knew this one would be coming at me and I have to be very careful about
not just what I say but how I say it.

"Honey I never actually got married to your father! That was not the way
things were supposed to go but believe me you were the only wonderful thing
to come out of our relationship. Here's how it went."

Darla's listening as intently as I'm choosing my words.

"When Laura went back to the US I came home with my degree to move back in
with my mum and dad; your grandma and granddad. Okay I know I maybe should
have bit the bullet right then and told them their daughter was gay. I
didn't, I was a dope, and there I was back in the closet. It was okay at
first but as time went by it started."

"What started mum?"

"Oh the usual. "Don't you have a date for the weekend?" That moved onto
"There must be lots of nice guys at work!" That finally got to "We'll never
have grandkids" and by then I decided to try and keep them happy or maybe
they just wore me down. Your father was working at my firm, a different
department but the same firm, in the same building. He'd asked me for a
date once or twice so when he asked again I said yes."

I go quiet for a while sorting through memories before carrying on.

"Okay he seemed attentive and fun to be with and he wowed your
grandparents. I could see later that he was the perfect con man. He
convinced me I was the only thing in life he cared about and my parents
wanted it to be the real thing. We got engaged and he persuaded me to start
sleeping with him at his flat. I did my best to look like I enjoyed the sex
and he wanted it unprotected. When I found I was pregnant and told him I
thought at first he was just stunned or shocked about being a father. Now
here's where everything fell apart."

I'm living in the past now for sure.

"I can always recall that Monday morning I went into work and your father
hadn't turned up. Not late for work, just never turned up, so when it got
to lunchtime I rang him at home. No answer so next I called his cell phone
and that was turned off. After work I went round to his flat and got no
answer when I knocked and rang his doorbell. I was standing there when the
neighbor opposite opened her door to tell me that Mr. Jason Price, your
father, had loaded his bags into a taxi that morning and was driven away."

"And you had no idea he was planning that mum?"

I have to snigger at that question.

"I had no idea and neither did his department head until they audited his
accounts and found he'd been swindling the company for a year or so! So he
didn't just run out on me he went one step ahead of the cops!"

"Mum?"

"What love?"

"You've come clean so can I come clean to you?"

"You can tell me anything at all love! Go right ahead and we'll be fine."

"Well mum when I said I was out with Tiffany and Carla and some other
girls."

"Yeah go on honey."

"Well I was for a while but mostly it was Tiffany and then we went back to
hers. We went back to hers to... well... we have sex whenever we can. She's
my girlfriend and I mean my REAL girlfriend like you had girlfriends."

I find I've a goofy grin on my face as I realize that it's like mother like
daughter in sexual preferences.

"How long honey?"

"How long what mum?"

"How long have you girls been err well lovers?"

She finally blushes and wrinkles her nose at my words.

"Oh mum we're not lovers! That sounds like one of those "Mills and Boon"
books grandma reads. We just get each other way hot and get each other
off. It was like two years ago at her birthday party. We were playing
kissing games and like when she kissed me she REALLY kissed me and I REALLY
kissed her back. We sneaked off together for maybe 15 minutes and rubbed
each other's pussies and had our cummies! Did you used to rub your
girlfriends pussies mum?"

"Jesus did I ever honey! So you girls have been doing it for two years and
I never had a clue. You must have been so careful?"

"Well duh yeah mum! Like I never knew my mum was gay too did I? I thought
if you found me and Tiff in bed you'd self destruct or lock me away in the
cellar. But now...well I guess I don't tell Tiff what we just did do I?"

"No honey that'll have to be our deepest secret and if you want a secret
worth keeping maybe you've forgotten why we came up here?"

I'm naked and eyeing my nakedly lovely daughter with sheer lust now. My
pussy, still damp from my earlier orgasm, is now hot and tingling. My long
thick nipples are bloated and tender from need. I'm awaiting Darla's
reaction. Her eyes suddenly go wide and a wild grin appears on her pink
lips.

"Now honey I asked you if you wanted more of what your mum has we'd have to
come up here. Want more honey from your sexy old mum?"

She flushes but not from embarrassment it's from desire.

"God yes mum I want you to do everything to me!"

"With you sweetheart!"

"What?"

"With you not to you. It's a two way street baby!"

"Oh yes please mum!"

I stand up and walk towards my bed and I've added a real sway to my wide
hips. Darla has just one more question before I join her on the bed.

"Mum if my dad ran out all those years ago, I never even knew him, what
about sex all that time? You didn't do without for years did you?"

"Hell no chance of that baby. Your old mum's a horny gay lady."

"So who with? Anyone I know?"

"Yes you know her and I'll think carefully about telling you who she is
AFTER I've enjoyed my daughter's pussy. You ready for your wicked mum?"

"Oh God yeah!"

"Then there's just one thing more to do."

I get hold of the atomizer and drench myself with "Dark Passion" perfume
and then spray Darla with a cloud of it.

"Dark Passion for both of us baby!"

Then without thinking I toss aside a fortune in expensive perfume and join
my daughter on my bed. She comes eagerly into my arms and we kiss, not
gently, but with insane excitement. Our tongues are wrapped around each
other's and our warm saliva mingles. Maybe by accident but more likely with
intent Darla slides a slim thigh between mine and I growl in the back of my
throat. With a second growl my hands go for my daughter's plump little
breasts.

Taking a hard pointy little nipple between each thumb and index finger I
tweak and tease them as we kiss crazily. After a while I move a hand, pull
my lips from hers, and then clamp my lips over a nipple and the entire peak
of her breast. Sucking on it I flick the tip with my tongue and Darla's
moaning out loud.

Next I switch to the other nipple to treat it the same way. When I finally
leave them, glistening with saliva, I move lower. On a hunch I draw my
fingernails across Darla's flat belly. She shudders and her moans get
louder. Mark one up to heredity! When a woman does that to me I lose it!
Now I'm down to the triangle of her thighs. Her pussy is perfection! Just
above it there's the merest tuft of red gold fluff and her pussy lips are
dark against her pale skin. I'm stroking the insides of her thighs as I
blow lightly on her wet crease.

Finally I slide my arms under her smooth thighs, cradle her hips, and
expertly kiss her now oozing cleft. My nose is filled with the combined
aromas of "Black Passion" perfume and that of an excited girl's aroused
pussy. Holding her firmly as she bucks under my mouth I begin lapping at
her slick flesh. She's not just wet she's creamy wet as my lips and tongue
work hard on her. Her long supple legs wrap around me as I can feel she's
on her way to her climax.

Her hands clamp onto my head and crush my mouth down onto her sopping
sex. Darla, my darling sexy daughter, comes so incredibly hard her entire
body, from head to toe, stiffens as she howls out loud.

"OH GOD!"

My mouth remains locked onto her silky flesh as my mouth is flooded with
her spurts of thick juices. It takes a long time, interspersed with
shudders and jerks, before she slumps boneless under me. Moving back up her
body I settle to kiss her lips while stroking her gently between her wide
spread thighs. I'm burning with my own needs but I won't break her magic
moment for my own pleasure. Finally she stirs, a seraphic smile on her
lips, and eases me over onto my back.

"That was incredible mum but I'll try to be as good as you were."

I narrow my eyes and try to prepare myself for my daughter's mouth on my
throbbing pussy. She moves between my thighs and next I feel her warm
breath on my wet flesh. When her lips and tongue touch me I gasp out and
clench my teeth as she stiffens her tongue to probe the folds of my
labia. As my mind fades away and I become one burning pussy I realize my
daughter is no amateur at the ways to please a girl or a woman. Now she's
lapping at my dripping crease and I'm beginning to writhe on the rumpled
counterpane.

Floating on a cloud of bliss I groan as her fingers ease into me. Greedily
I raise my hips to meet them as they crook inside me and Darla twists them
like a corkscrew as her mouth is fastened on me like a limpet. My hands are
knotted in the bedclothes and my heels are drumming on the mattress as my
daughter drives me, insanely, into a gigantic orgasm.

With a hoarse scream I heave up from the bed as my spurt of thick cream
soaks my Darla's face even as she finger fucks my pussy like a
machine. When I return to reality my daughter is planting soft little
kisses on the quaking flesh of my labia. I try to speak, cough, suck in
air, and finally get out my words.

"Dear lord Darla if you do that to Tiffany every time she must hardly be
able to walk when you're done with her."

She wriggles up to me like a worm and snuggles against my big breasts.

"So we are good at it then?"

"We honey who is we?"

"I mean me and Tiff of course. Like I mean we sort of taught each other."

"So you figured all that out one your own? Just the two of you?"

Just for a second I catch a faint sly and guilty look flash across her
face. Oh yeah self taught just like I was? No chance! I learnt a lot from
older girls from my school when I was Darla's age even while I was still
hooked up with Tracy and Marion. However this isn't the time to pry into
that. She's cupped one of my breasts and is toying with a swollen nipple.

"When can we do it again mum? You are amazing at it!"

I nip sharply at the side of her neck making her yelp and jump in my arms.

"Wicked girl! Don't you realize I'm an old lady and can't keep up with a
hot young girl like you?"

Her eyes go wide and I'm ashamed at myself for joking with her at a time
like this. I could get away with that in bed with an older lady but Darla's
taken me at face value. I soon put that right!

"Just kidding honey! I can't wait to taste your pussy again. What say we do
it together and have a 69?"

If she's had one maybe she simply hasn't heard it called that. I solve her
blank look by stretching out flat and guiding her to straddle my head. Once
there she soon gets the idea and lowers her mouth towards my still sopping
pussy. My hands cradle her taut rear to ease her down till she's perfectly
positioned. My tongue flickers out like a snake and her copper red head
burrows between my thighs and the fires raise all over again!

This time she uses her stiff tongue to push right inside me to fuck me with
it with fast little jabs. Each quick probe makes my thighs clench and
tremble but I never forget my task is to please Darla. Sucking on her taut
labia has her pert arse wriggling and twitching; and as my own climax burns
higher and higher I rear up slightly so I can get at the hard nub of her
clitoris. She's bucking atop me like a wild thing but she doesn't give up
on me and her tongue drives even deeper as my orgasm hits me like an
avalanche.

Locked together like one body we shudder and writhe our way through a whole
series of mind blasting explosions deep in our pussies. Darla rolls off me
gasping for breath; her breasts rising and falling as she sucks in huge
gulps of air. Shattered, I sprawl where I lay, trembling in the aftermath
of purely magnificent sex.

Darla can barely crawl up to me so I worm my way over to her.

"Jeeze mum I know I can't ever tell anyone about this but that was SO
intense I thought I'd pass out. We will keep doing this again won't we?"

Like I would or even could say no to that plea!

"Darla honey you're right; people think this is wrong. That doesn't mean we
can't keep doing it and we will!"

She's propped herself up on an elbow and is, the only way I can describe
it, ogling me from breasts to pussy.

"Mum?"

"What honey?"

"Can we? I mean can you... oh bugger I want you to do what we did
downstairs on the sofa?"

"You want to trib again? I've raised me a tireless sex maniac haven't I?
Darla if you're up to it so am I!"

I flop back to spread my thighs and urge her to scissor her own thighs
around mine. We inch ourselves closer together as I clamp onto her silky
thigh.

"Grab my thigh baby. Yeah just like that. Now you get yourself on top. Oh
God yeah. Now do it!"

As she rubs her wet slit across mine I'm circling my hips to grind back
against hers. My clit feels bloated and impossibly large and as we both go
totally crazy Darla's smaller clit brushes mine over and over
again. Darla's head's whipping back and forth and she's screaming out loud
when it dimly comes to me that I'm howling at the top of my voice too.

Blessedly our orgasms hit us exactly together and I spurt out my cream like
a hose. Darla's as sopping wet as I am as we both crash and burn in a
massive joint climax.

Later, lord knows how much later, we're lying in a spoon position, under a
single sheet. Darla's sweaty back is resting against my tender nipples. I'm
drained and so is my enticing child. Occasionally I nuzzle her neck or kiss
her behind one ear. She's like a kitten being stroked and I expect her to
purr any time soon. She stirs just a little.

There's an amazing scent in the bedroom. It's a blending of my "Black
Passion" perfume and the scent of hot wet pussies!

"Mum?"

"What is it baby? Please don't tell me you want to trib again!"

"Oh no mum. I'm a bit too tender right now. Maybe in 10 minutes?"

She giggles as she says that so I tickle her mercilessly.

"Okay sex goddess what did you want to ask me?"

"Mum I asked you if you didn't do without sex all those years then who were
you having it from?"

"So do you want the full list baby? I think I have all the names written
down somewhere."

"MUM! You're teasing me again aren't you?"

"Sure am honey!"

"Okay then who is your latest girlfriend? Is it someone I'd know?"

I grin at her because I'm enjoying anticipating how she'll react when I
tell her.

"Know her? Yeah you know her."

I don't go any further knowing I'm driving her potty. She spins around and
glares at me.

"So who is she for God's sake?"

I look bloody smug when I say it.

"Coral Powers!"

She sits bolt upright and goggles at me.

"Coral Powers? That Coral Powers? The one that looks like a film star and
is married to that Jess Powers that owns Powers Transport? The Coral Powers
that every man and boy around here wants to fuck?"

"Well I don't know what the men and boys want but I'm the one fucking her
Darla."

"Bugger mum how did that happen?"

I lounge back on the pillows and pull her into the crook of my arm.

"Well Darla it was this way...!"


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