Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2018 10:57:13 -0800 From: Misty Meadow Subject: Skyping with Mummy Skyping with Mummy By Misty Meadow I go into my Mum's bedroom without knocking. I never knock and she doesn't mind. We have no secrets, Mummy and me. I find her sitting on the end of her bed wearing nothing but a pair of flimsy sheer crotchless knickers, split from the waist in the front, right down between her legs and up the back to the waist again. A little ribbon ties the two halves together at the front. There's no tie at the back, leaving me to believe that whoever designed them was into anal sex. Mum is. She has a huge selection of sex toys, vibrators, dildoes, both single and double ended which she likes to insert into herself, either hole, or sometimes both and she lets me watch. "Hi, Mum," I greet her, "what's up?" On the dresser right in front of her is her laptop, opened with the screen flickering. "I'm skyping a girl I just met on Craig's List," she said. "But you're practically naked," I point out. "That's the beauty of Skype. This girl's as outrageously gay as I am." "Who are you talking to?" a voice from the laptop asks. "My daughter Misty," says Mum. "She's eleven." "Can I see her?" "Come and sit next to me, Darling," Mum says to me. I plonk down beside her and look at the screen. A woman in her late twenties is sprawled in an armchair, wearing a pair of white thigh high stockings and a flimsy sheer camisole which doesn't even cover her belly button. Her legs are splayed even wider than Mum's and just like my Mum's, her cunt is cleanly shaved. "Isn't she sexy?" Mum gushes. I have to agree. In fact, any female who displays herself so shamelessly will arouse my interest. From time to time, girls at school have shown me their treasure, usually the result of a dare, but what I'm looking at doesn't remotely resemble their little slits. I see a huge area of moist pink flesh, guarded on either side by brown, floppy pussy lips. Big as they are, they're nothing compared to Mummy's which are enormous. When Mum stands with her legs apart, they resembling nothing more than a big, brownish-pink clam hanging there, waiting to be pulled open. To this end, she's had them pierced and rings inserted, one either side. When she pees, she has to hold them apart, or her pee sprays wildly in all directions. We often have fun peeing in the shower. "Oh, my God, Misty! You're adorable!" "This is Jackie," Mum explains. "She likes to show her cunt off just like I do." I should explain at this point that my Mum is a dedicated exhibitionist, forever parading around the house (and a few other venues) in her undies or, better yet, totally naked. "You have an awesome cunt," I say. "I gather your daughter knows you're gay," Jackie says to Mum. "Oh, yes, I've never kept my gayness a secret from her, in fact I'm hoping she'll grow up just as gay as I am. So far, she shows every sign of being . . ." ". . . a cunt hound," I interject, grinning. "But you're so young," Jackie observes. "How old were you when you first became aware of your sexuality?" Mum asks her. "Oh, nine or ten I suppose, but then I'm a fucking nymphomaniac. I just can't get enough sex. Now I think it's about time you pulled that little bow and showed me your pussy." "We call it her `cunt'," I advise her. "Mummy likes it when I talk dirty." "Why don't you pull the bow, Misty?" Mum says. I lean across and slowly tug at the ribbon, which pops open and I pull the two sides of her knickers wide apart, revealing what has recently become the centre of my universe. There they are, those remarkable lips, swollen and pinker than usual, hanging there, concealing the treasure inside. "Jesus!" Jackie breathes, "I thought my lips were big, but yours are huge!" I take each ring between thumb and forefinger and spread her lips wide, exposing a huge area of wet, pink flesh and the dark hole of her vulva. "How d'you like this puppy? Mum asks. "Holy fucking shit! That's some cunt!" She's right. Spread out like this, from top to bottom it must be more than eight inches and about six from side to side, depending on how far apart I pull her lips. At the top, lurks her clit. "If I were there with you guys," Jackie says, "I'd crawl up inside you and spend the whole night in that dark, wet warmth, enjoying the pungent aroma of your sex. I bet you smell like a whorehouse right now." "She does!" I cry, delighted that someone other than myself likes the smell of a juicy cunt. "Wanna see Misty's cunt?" Mum asks. My heart skips a beat. I LOVE showing of my private parts to anyone (female, that is) and Jackie seems to be the perfect audience. "Come and sit on my lap, my darling." I straddle her thighs and lean back against her chest, spreading my legs. "You should've taken your knickers off first," Mum says. "Oh, no!" Jackie cries. "Little girls showing off their knickers drive me crazy! Keep them on for just a little while and let me enjoy them. You can take them off later." "So you're into little girls, like I am," Mum says. "Oh, absolutely!" she says with conviction. "Darling little preteen schoolgirls, just on the edge of puberty, so innocent looking and yet they can be so promiscuous." "Misty's promiscuous, aren't you, Darling?" "I'm a fucking slut!" I assert, and Jackie grins. I lift my knees up to my shoulders to show off my bum, covered by white cotton. "Nice bum," she says, "but now I want you to take them off." I stay seated on Mum's thighs while I lift my dress over my head and toss it aside. My naked chest is almost perfectly flat, but if you look closely, you can see my boobs just beginning to grow. Then I put my feet on the floor and stand, straddling Mum's thighs. I'm going to let her pull my knickers down; she LOVES doing that. She hooks her fingers into the waist and ever so slowly slides them down. I look at myself in the little window in the bottom corner of the screen, showing what Jackie is seeing and as my cunt comes into view, she gasps. Now, my cunt is nothing like Mum's. I have an unusually prominent mount, bisected by a vertical slit, no lips, no clit, just an ordinary little girl's vagina, but Jackie face lights up. I sit down on Mum's lap again, lift my legs and remove my knickers from my ankles. Then I lean back against her, my thighs spread wide once more. Mum puts her hands under my knees and pulls my legs even wider. My heart is pounding. Here I am, totally naked in front of a perfect stranger who just happens to like little girls. Oh, what joy! "Take a good look at that!" Mum says. "It may not look like much, but Misty derives a good deal of pleasure from it." "So did I at that age." "Me, too," Mum says, sliding a middle finger into me. "Her hymen was popped years ago, probably by her fingers, or maybe mine. She masturbates almost as often as I do." "Wow, you two certainly have a close relationship." Mum pumps her finger in and out several times, then takes it out and sucks it. "Mmm, you taste so good!" Mum breathes. "Sweet Jesus! She lets you finger her? That's awesome!" "I'd let you finger me if you were here," I offer. "Where are you, by the way," Mum asks. "Edinburgh." Shit, we're in London. No chance we're going to meet. Mum brings her other hand round in front of me and uses her fingertips to spread my cunt open. Compare with these two ladies, my cunt is pretty pathetic. "Take a look," Mum invites her. "Oh, my sweet darling, it's so cute!" I don't want to be cute, I want to be sexy. "I wish I had a daughter like you." "What would you do with her?" Mum asks, archly. "Jesus, what wouldn't I do? I'd bring her up to . . . " ". . . Love pussy, like Misty does? I'm ahead of you there. Misty likes anything and everything about cunts, don't you, my sweet?" I nod my head vigourously. "Shall I show her how I lick you, Mummy?" She smiles and I hear a gasp from the laptop. "Oh, yes, Misty, get your face into my cunt." I slide off her lap and kneel between her thighs, pulling her body slightly sideways so the camera can get a clear view, then I take hold of her rings and spread hr lips wide. They're perfectly stretchable. Then I run my tongue all the way up her right lip, from bottom to top, then repeat on the other side. She's already soaking wet and I relish the taste. Then I bury my face in her cunt, pressing her lips against my cheeks, so that they almost reach my ears. I breathe noisily through my nose and make slurping noises with my mouth. She likes that. Her aroma is overpowering, arousing me to new sexual heights. "Oh, look at her bum!" Mum says, looking at the screen. I lift my head and look over my shoulder. In the little window I see myself from the rear, as the camera sees me, my bum up in the air, my little brown rosebud in full view and below it, my little crack. "It's a good job I'm hundreds of miles away or I'd severely molest you, Misty!" I feel a glow of satisfaction, knowing that once again, I've aroused another woman. I bury my face again, licking round the inside of her gaping vulva. I wish my tongue were longer. "Jesus, Misty, you're gonna make me cum," Mum croaks. "How about a fist?" I know what to do. I've been doing it for months now. I lift my head and push three fingers into her, rotating my hand back and forth. She's so wet, it's dripping down her perineum to her arse hole. I push in and out, making embarrassingly loud slurping noises, then I fold my thumb into my palm and push my whole hand into her. Her cunt is so relaxed, it slides in with no resistance. I make a fist and pump in and out, going deeper with each stroke until I'm in up to my wrist, then even farther, half way up my forearm. "Oh, my God!" Jackie exclaims. "You're in so fucking deep! I'm insanely jealous!" "Fuck me, Misty, you little slut!" Mum commands. I love being called a slut. It describes exactly how I feel, depraved, shameless, sinful, wicked, kinky and dirty minded. I thrust my arm in and out of her, withdrawing it almost all the way before pushing it back in again. "Wow!" Jacky gasps. "Is there anything you don't do, Misty?" "Er . . ." I try to think. ". . . not much." "She likes to suck my tits," Mum says. "And sit on her face," I add. "She fucks me with a strap-on." "And she drinks my pee." "So you guys are into watersports?" "Yeah," Mum says, "golden showers and stuff. The other day I lay on my back in the bathtub and lifted my legs over my head. She stood over me and as I pulled my cunt open, she peed right into it!" "Holy shit!" "And the best part was, when my cunt was full, she dropped to her knees and drank it all, sucking it out of me." "Oh, I can just picture it!" "Mum likes anal sex," I say. "When I use the strap on, first I fuck her in the conventional way, then I put it up her bum while she uses her vibrator on her clit." "I love anal," Jackie declares. "A dildo up my arse and a vibrator on my clit will keep me happy for hours." "I like to shave Mummy when her pubic hair grows. She's gonna shave me when mine grows." "What does your Mum do to you, Misty?" I laugh. "Lots of stuff. Best of all, she licks my cunt until I cum." "You cum?" She sounds surprised. "You're only eleven." "I've been cumming for years. At first they were just little waves of pleasure, but now my orgasms are like explosions. Sometimes I almost faint." "Keep going, Misty, I'm right on the edge. Go deeper if you can. Oh, look, you're in almost to you elbow. Go one, push harder, yes in and out. Oh, fuck! This is delicious! Yes! Yes! Oh, I'm gonna cum, my sweet darling. I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" She lets out a loud groan and falls back on to the bed. I watch the screen as I pull my arm out from her. Jackie's transfixed, staring at her screen intently. When my hand finally appears, I hold it up, examine it, then lick it from wrist to fingertips, relishing the delicious taste of Mummy's cunt. Then I take my discarded knickers and use them to wipe her, from her arse up to her clit, mopping up her cunt juice. Then I press my knickers to my face and inhale, reveling in the pungent aroma. Then I try to stuff them in my mouth. Now, I don't know if you've ever tried this, but getting a whole pair of knickers into your mouth is almost impossible. I manage about half. I suck what moisture I can from them, then put them on, pulling them all the way up to form a nice camel toe. "Jesus, I'm wiped out," Mum murmurs. On the screen, Jackie is furiously masturbating. I love watching porn on the internet where women Jill themselves (or others) off, but this is a "real" person, an acquaintance, in real time and it's much more thrilling. After a minute or two, she cums and as all good lesbians should, she sucks her fingers clean. "My God!" she says when she has her breath back, "this has been awesome. I think I'm in love with you, Misty. Can we all Skype again, soon?" "I'd love that!" I affirm. "Me, too," Mum says. "You can re-tie the bow, Misty." "First, I wanna try something. Lie back and relax." I make sure her knickers are nice and wide open at the front, then I take her pussy lips and twist them so that each one forms a kind of cylinder, about as long and thick as my middle finger, then I tie them together in a simple knot. I lean back out of the way to let the camera see. It looks freakishly weird. "Closed for business!" I declare. "No one can rape you now." "I don't mind being raped, as long as it's by a female." "Me, too," says Jackie. Mummy's amazing cunt lips, unaccustomed to being tied together, slowly unravel themselves until they revert to their natural configuration, the aforementioned hanging clam. I take hold of the ribbon and the bow again. "Show's over," I announce. "Same time tomorrow?" Jackie asks. "Absolutely!" "Bye." "Bye." Mum closes the lap-top. "I need a shower," Mum says, "or my cunt's gonna smell all evening." I wouldn't mind that. "Me, too. Will you pee on me, Mummy?" "Of course, my darling, why not?" "Like, right into my mouth? I wanna drink it!" "And I wanna drink yours, my dear." _________________________________ It's the following day. I come home from school and Mum greets me at the door waving two tickets. "We're going to Edinburgh for the weekend," she says. "To see Jackie?" "Who else?" Oh, what bliss. I'm gonna let he do whatever she likes to me. She can strip me off, let me undress her, sit on my face or me on hers, eat her cunt, drink her pee, let her fuck me with a strap on, I'll even try anal sex. I can't wait to get at that marvelous cunt, even though Mummy's is bigger, wetter, hotter, and more readily available than hers. I unzip my dress and let it fall, then take my knickers off, as Mum stares at me. "Come on, Mum, let's go to your bedroom." The end. More stories from Misty Meadow at nifty.org, click on "authors".