Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2018 16:03:17 -0400 From: MaryQue Subject: Two mothers two daughters part 5 Tags: Lesbian, teens, mature, incest, romance Warning: This material is intended for adults only. If you are under age for your area, please leave. Note: This material is the sole property of the author, who retains all rights for printing and reposting. Printing for personal use is excepted. Copyright 2018. Support NIFTY! Two Moms, Two Daughters, Part 5 Jane's mom Sara and Anne's mom Cindy were watching their girls play in Sara's pool. Drinking spritzers and chatting about nothing. Cindy said, "You know something's really changed around my house. Anne used to be so hyper, now she's relaxed and happy." "Oh," said Sara, "Jane's changed, too." "I wonder what might have done it." They watched the girls a while more. Cindy: "You know, they sure are putting a lot of lotion on each other." "Not really. They're not massaging each other either." "What are they doing then?" Sara thought a minute. The girls giggled and ran off inside. "They were playing with each other. I suppose they've gone inside to have sex." Cindy had a mouthful which flew right out of her mouth. "What did you say?" "Sex. They feel like they're in love. Maybe they are; they certainly act like it. Just watch them and you'll see." "How long? And why didn't you tell me?" "About two weeks. And I was waiting for the right time. Let's go inside; I'm getting too warm." Sara got ice tea and some veggie snacks. They were listening for the girls. Cindy said, "Should we go and see what they're up to? You're pretty blasé' about this." "I'll tell you a story. Think of it as a kind of thought question. Last night I manipulated Ray into having sex with me. I made him fuck me really long and hard." This was a subject they'd never even hinted at before. "How did you force him? And why?" "Because otherwise he wouldn't have done it. Two minutes if at all. And I wanted a great orgasm." "Did you get it?" "Yeah it was pretty good. But after he went to sleep -- almost immediately, of course -- I was awake quite a while thinking. Is this the sex life I want? With some guy who's sweating, grunting and can barely keep up? Some time ago I heard a woman ask another woman whom did they want to have sex with. A man or a woman. I thought about that. I don't have an answer, except not with Ray. Never again. Even if I need a divorce. Besides, if I wanted to be with a woman, where would I find her?" Just then the girls came down. Looking a little flushed, but happy. *** Not normally an early riser I was up by eight. My evening with the girls was so perfect in every way that I truly slept the sleep of the just. Hmmm... After coffee I was catching up on some business when the doorbell rang. I answered it somewhat warily: was there an angry mother on the other side? Nope. Just the mailman with a registered letter. It was quite good stationary with an address I didn't know. Inside in between onionskin was a gorgeous picture of Robbie. Nude. Wow. She really is a looker. Anyway, I'd actually thought that she'd run out of my life so this was a surprise. On the backside of the photo was a note written with a fountain pen, of all things. "I'm sorry I dashed away the other day. Things weren't going as I'd hoped, And I over reacted. Please give me call It would mean so much." So she and I had lunch at a little place down from her gallery. We just made small talk, new items in the gallery, what I was doing. Nothing about that night. And nothing about the girls. Afterwards we took a walk in the nearby park. We'd walked awhile, and she asked if she could take my hand. I smiled. It was a warm day, and though I'd dressed for it I was glad to sit in the shade. "I remember that you looked me up on line that night, so you saw that while I have a long list of acquaintances, I seldom have anyone special in my life. It seems that I have abandonment issues. That means that I usually grab at sex, which scares people away. And I assume that they're feeling used and will dump me and I burst into tears. I don't think you're like that and will give another chance." "Well, a few things. I'm glad you talked about it, but there are a few things we should think about. First, before we get sexually involved we need to spend some time together to see if we have something. Most important even before we can progress to sex, I can't guarantee a relationship; that's too far away. We can talk everyday if you'd like. We can go out to dinner on the weekend. Beyond that I just can't say. And no, I'm not dumping you." "I know you didn't mean that, but I do feel dumped. But, please give me a few days to fix my head and I'll call. Okay?" We exchanged a quick kiss; she headed back to her gallery and I went home. I didn't know how I felt. This sounds like more work than I want, and I won't be guilted into anything. Whew! *** Maj, Sonja's mom, had been working at her laptop and watching Sonja and her friend Cara in the pool. They swam some laps, splashed each other for some time. That had made Maj smile. Sonja was a quiet girl who seldom had friends. Cara seemed nice, and Sonja was definitely happy in their new home. She herself was not doing as well. Rolf, her husband of 10 years, had been killed in a work related accident overseas, and she'd never gotten over it. Seeing Sonja happy meant a lot. The girls had lain in the sun for a while before going upstairs to "fool around." Maj thought computer games or watching music videos. She went back to work. Upstairs, the girls had their little bikinis off before the door to Sonja's room had closed. Their bodies were warm from the sun and smelled marvelous. Cara grabbed Sonja and together they fell on her bed, kissing, fondling and giggling. Cara rolled on top of Sonja and began rubbing breasts up and down Sonja's torso, then melding their breasts together. Sonja loved that. Cara's soft girl body was a delight. When Cara rubbed their breasts together she gave a moan of pleasure. She began rubbing Cara's shoulder, then ribs. Cara sat up, giving Sonja access to her nipples, one of Cara's favorite things. They had learned a lot about each other. Cara leaned forward and mouthed Sonja's breasts. She moaned in pleasure while Sonja groaned in arousal. Cara bit each nipple lightly, then dragged her tongue downward. When she got low enough she sucked all of Sonja's pussy into her mouth gripped with her lips and shook it. "Oh!" Said a shocked Sonja. She jerked her hips up and caught Cara full in the face with her cum. "Ahhh!" Said Cara, and calmly waited a moment before pushing Sonja's hand up her pussy. Sonja pushed one, two then squeezed three fingers in. Cara bounced on them, but she was already so hot her orgasm overcame her almost before she was ready. "Ooh, yeah! You're the best!" After kissing and giggling a bit they trooped arm in arm to the big TV. Flushed and smiling. Nice girls, thought Maj. Cara really impressed her. As always thinking of her Rolf she was unaware that looking at them together was getting her hot. *** Nellie's mom was out so she and Shannon were up in her room. After a little chatting, Nellie pushed Shannon onto the bed and began kissing hard. Shannon wasn't responding as Nellie would have like so she grabbed Shannon's breast so hard it hurt. "Ow! Stop that!" "Be real! You know you like that!" She did it again, and Shannon pushed the smaller girl off. "No!" Said Shannon. "You make me cum but you always hurt me! You just use me!" "Yeah? So what are you going to do about it? Kiss me goodbye, you cunt?" "No!" Said Shannon as she slapped Nellie hard, stomped out and slammed the door behind her. "No! Oh no, no, no, no! Shouted Nellie, sobbing into her pillow. "No, no, no!" And cried herself to sleep. Shannon was steaming mad, so she took an extra lap around the block before she got home so her mom wouldn't see. She just closed the door when the phone went off. Jack. Oh, yeah, she thought. Date night. The thought warmed her. "Hey gorgeous. Gonna wear something special tonight?" "Why? Is something special on for tonight?" "Yeah; that fancy Italian place? Dinner. Then drive up to the lake. I've snagged some of mom's wine. We can relax, and maybe move our relationship forward a little." "Move our relationship forward? What does that mean?" "Well, honey it's time to look ahead. I think it's time for our first blowjob." "What? `Our blowjob?' You mean your blowjob. I get a mouthful of gunk! So next week I can let you fuck me like the pig you are? Have a nice night with your hand! And don't call back! Ever!" She slammed down the phone. "Oh, no," she thought, "I'm alone! No boyfriend! No girlfriend!" She cried so hard that Amy, her mom heard. Amy knocked. "Shannon, baby, are you all right?" She timidly opened the door. Shannon ran to her mom and grabbed her in a huge hug. Fortunately, Amy was a big girl herself, no BBW, but not far away from it. She held her daughter and they sat on Shannon's bed. "Oh, mommy, I've messed everything up and now I'm all alone!" As she sobbed into Amy's shoulder she told the whole story. Amy held Shannon close as Shannon told her tale. She had tears in her own eyes, as she'd just got papers that said her husband wanted a new life with a new woman, younger, smaller and blonde. They cried together. Again fortunately, Amy at thirteen and a neighbor girl named "Shannon" had been friends, then lovers for a year until she'd moved away. Amy knew just what they needed. "Here, baby, let me kiss those tears away." So she kissed away the tears, then the cheeks, the ears. Then a quick one on the lips. Shannon didn't need to think twice. Someone was kissing her and touching her gently. "Ohhh," she said as Amy laid Shannon onto her pillow and laid down beside her. They kissed. Softly, gently, they needed that; they both needed to feel cared for. Mother, daughter? It didn't matter; the pain was going away one kiss at a time. Amy rolled on top of Shannon to relieve Shannon and herself of their tops. Then she bent forward to lick and nibble each breast, then to suck each nipple until it could cut glass. Then she lifted Shannon's hands to her own breasts. They mewed and moaned in unison. But things were getting hot quicker than Amy planned. Their stress and pent up lust -- not to mention the extra heat of their incest -- drove them hard. Amy crammed her thigh on Shannon's cunt and her own cunt on Shannon's thigh and they pounded and ground each other until they both shrieked in a pool of cum. Amy fell over. "Baby I needed that more than you'll ever know." "Mommy..." Then Shannon clung to her mom. For them, their stress was over. *** "Mom!" called Sonja. "Cara and her mom are going to the mall for lunch. They want us to come." "What time do they want us?" "They can pick us up at noon." Looking at her watch, Maj said, "Fine!" Sonja was jumping up and down. "She's coming! Actually getting out of the house!" Maj had the same thought. Since Rolf died all she'd done was work and take care of Sonja. She liked Cara and thought her mom must be nice, too. And lately she been feeling like she could use a friend. *** Meeting Sonja's mom was the girls' idea. Since they were acting and thinking like a couple it was a good idea. I normally drive a somewhat newer Jag sedan. I like it well, and it fits four comfortably. Sonja met me at the door, then introduced me to her mother, Maj. Shorter than me. She was wearing a sleeveless top so I could see she was quite thin. Very short hair, giving her a somewhat elfin appearance. Her clothes were well tailored, a good sign. They live a bit out of town so it was a longer drive to the mall. The girls were chattering away so Maj and I couldn't really say much. When we got to the mall the girls wanted the food court. We left them there and found a nice chain place there so we chose to eat there. We did small talk for a while, the weather, the ride, nothing much. Then she said, "You know, I saw the girls kissing the other day." "Umm?" "Did you ever see that?" "Yes, I have. They seem to like each other very much." Maj dithered for a moment. "How do you feel about that? Girls kissing girls." "I suppose you're really asking if they're having sex. They are, but let me continue. Many teen girls experiment with their sexuality. It's a normal thing. The girls obviously care about each other so I don't think this is just a casual thing. And, to tell the truth, I'd rather have Cara with a girl at her age than a boy. I feel she's safer this way." "Safer?" "Sure. Boys can be demanding and rough. And Cara won't show up pregnant." They ate in silence for a time. Maj asked awkwardly, "How long has it been just you and Cara?" "Ten years since the divorce was final. I tried dating a few times, but there was no one I could find that I thought was right for me. You?" "Five years since was my Rolf was killed. He was a geologist oversea and there was an accident. I couldn't even think of another man. And like you, in my small circle there are no interesting men. Too many are just after my money. I have my own company. Still, sometimes I get lonely, even with Sonja. And now she spends so much time with Cara, which seems to be very good for her, it's even harder." I could see the beginning of tears in her eyes. "Believe me, I know how you feel. No one seems to understand. But after ten years alone, I do. If you ever need to talk, or even need a hug, just call me." I slid my hand halfway across the table and left it there. I thought she might shake her head, or even walk away, but she took it, squeezing hard. "Please," she said, "be patient with me. I've never had anyone I could talk to." "Of course." And I gave her my best smile. "Let's walk. Let's get our mind off this." She smiled. I took her to the high end women's stores. Just looking. While I was browsing she said, "I usually shop here." "I know. I recognized your clothes." "How could you do that?" "I'm a fashion consultant. Magazine ads, website, catalogs. Sometimes TV." "It must be exciting." "Well, it can be fun. It pays quite well, and, like you it's something I'm good at." We headed back to the food court to meet the girls. "So, " she said, "then the girls are not lesbians?" "Right now they're two girls in love. The other, well, we won't know for a few years. But that shouldn't be an issue. People are people." Then a surprise: she took my hand! I looked down at her and she was smiling. "Thanks so much. Perhaps we can meet again?" "I'd love to." *** Sara and Cindy were spending time together almost every day. Coffee, shopping or just walking. Sometimes having a drink in the evening. Cindy put down her drink. "The girls are still happy. It's a joy to have them around." Sara smiled. "It really is!" After the drinks had settled in Cindy asked, "Do you ever wonder what it's like?" "What's that?" "You know. To make love with a woman." "Sometimes I have fantasies." A pause. "Sometimes you're in them. We kiss." Cindy said, "Me too. I'd like to try a kiss. Or two." Sara reached out, took Cindy's face in her hands and kissed her. Cindy's lips were soft, welcoming. Cindy sighed. She'd always wanted to be kissed like this, a kiss that made her feel cared for and desired. She was lost in it. Sara pulled away. "Your turn." Cindy thought a moment. Cindy pulled Sara closer and kissed Sara as softly as she could. She licked Sara's lips, teasing, never trying to part them. Sara couldn't take it so she opened her lips and sucked Cindy's in and their tongues played happily. The women moved closer together until their breasts met. "Wow!" They said almost simultaneously. Cindy: "I've never been kissed like that! You have a real gift." Sara: "You're the real gift. You're Amazing!" "Can we do it again?" "Please! But why don't we be honest and take our clothes off?" Sara reached for the buttons on Cindy's blouse. As she unbutton them she softly stroked Cindy's breasts, bringing another sigh. So Cindy reached out to Sara, and they pleased each other. Now the blouses and bras were off they reached again for each other's breasts. They were like soft, warm velvet, evoking moans of pleasure. "Pants now." Said Sara. When they were off she pushed Cindy onto the couch and began kissing and mouthing her breasts. When she licked the nipples, Cindy cried out, "Please!" Sara moved up and kissed Cindy again; still soft, but with increasing passion. As her hand slid downward Cindy began moving her hips, and when Sara scratched the inside of her thighs Cindy arched her back, grunting. Sara slid a finger up from Cindy's rosebud to her slit. Cindy gasped again, pushing upward, begging for more. Sara slid a finger in and out, Cindy's humping getting higher and higher. Sara squeezed Cindy's clit and Cindy hit the roof, her first orgasm in a long, long time. But Sara didn't stop there, she wanted to give Cindy her best, so she slid two, then three fingers up Cindy's cunt. Sara kept going until Cindy dropped from exhaustion. Too bad for Cindy! Sara was so hot she had to get off. She lay on Cindy and plastered their pussies together grinding frantically. Cindy hardly noticed. Sara came in a rush, howling her release. She rolled off Cindy and they cuddled until one of them noticed the time. They ran and showered before the girls got home. But the girls had come home early, and not only did they see their moms fucking, but stayed to watch it all. They rubbed each other's pussies while watching and came several times. They kissed and smiled, wondering what comes next. *** Nellie was looking in the mirror at her naked body. Not much there, skinny, just shy of knobby, and, for fifteen, hardly any boobs. Who's going to want that, boy or girl? If only she has thought about Shannon instead of herself and her own issues. "I wonder," she thought, "if I can straighten this out? But I can't just say words, I'll have to think about myself and be willing to change, to meet both of our needs. Perhaps being gentle can be good for both of us. But I do need to change, and this is a good motivation." She thought to start with a phone call. "Hi Shannon, its Nellie. Please don't hang up on me, I'm sorry for what I said and truly sorry for the way I treated you. Please forgive me. Please give me a call so we can talk. Please?" Now for the hard part: the wait. Shannon got the call, but let it roll over into voicemail. This was going to take some thought. After all, she didn't know Nellie very well. Do they like the same movies or music? How does she feel about boys? How do I feel about boys? Besides, she herself was lonely. After Jack she wasn't sure she wanted any boy. And, aside from Nellie's aggressive sex, she enjoyed her orgasms. She had enjoyed sex with her mom and would do it again, but Nellie was girl. Shannon liked that Nellie was small. In the end, Shannon waited a few hours and made the call. She had had it with boys, and anyway, after Jack it might be hard for her to get a date. Plus she didn't know how to find a girlfriend at school without creating problems for herself. They decided to meet at the mall tomorrow. They each were hoping for something good to happen. Their hands were in their panties more than once that night. They found a quiet table in the food court. At first they didn't say much, but when they'd finished their meal Shannon got down to business. "So, Nellie, what's going on?" "My house is a wreck. My dad's gone, and my mom drinks to get over it, and takes it out on me and my brother. He's twelve and bigger than me, a lot bigger. The way he looks at me sometimes scare me. I'm angry myself and can take it out on others. Like I did with you. My anger even spilled into our sex. But now I know what's going on inside me, and I think I can get past it, if I can find someone who cares about me. You accepted me until I messed things up so I hope you can take me back and find a new, nicer Nellie. In short, I want to be your girl. Not you be my girl. I hope you can teach me how to love you and be there for you, hoping you'll do the same for me." Things were quiet for a while, but there were tears in their eyes, Shannon took both of Nellie's hands in hers. "Sure, Nellie, I forgive you. Yes, I want you for my girl. My mom's out until late. Shall go to my place and practice loving?" Shannon's room was almost dark. Drapes closed, only a small lamp by the bedside. "Nellie, please wait in the hall for a minute. I'll have something new to show you." Shannon got undressed, brushed her hair and a spritz of scent. Then she lay on the bed. "Come on in Nellie." Nellie looked at Shannon. Naked, spread out and newly shaved, waiting for her waiting to love her. She stepped into the room. "You know Nellie, I've never really seen you. Will you strip for me?" Nellie didn't have much to take off. She had a short t-shirt which you she took off slowly. No boob, no bra. "Wow!" Said Shannon. Nellie wiggled out of her shorts, then dropped her bikini panties. "Can you turn about for me, I don't want to miss a thing." Nellie was getting hot, she'd never had anyone's attention for so long. She could see Shannon's pussy dampening. "Wow!" She thought. "I did that. Beautiful!" "Come to me, Nellie. I want you so!" Nellie didn't jump on Shannon like she used to. She gave it all her self-control to slowly get into bed, and let Shannon's arms surround her and pull her close. As they kissed she felt her world change. She felt Shannon's arms and body pressed against her. Again, she wanted to go on the attack, but Shannon's soft, warm body dispelled that. Shannon knew that she couldn't let go of Nellie or she would revert, so she stoked Nellie's ribs and back, occasionally brushing tiny breast. Nellie had been so focused on getting off she'd never felt this before. Again, her mind was reeling from the pleasure and the peace of Shannon's love making. She felt herself relaxing, letting go of selfish demands. Shannon was giving herself to her. As her hands stroked Nellie's torso and back she could feel how thin and slight she was. So different from herself! As her hands trailed across Nellie's tiny butt she could hear noises from Nellie's mouth, little mewling sounds of pleasure. Shannon rolled Nellie onto her back and started kissing down from Nellie's neck. When she sucked one nipple she squeezed the other. Nellie gave a great sigh and clasped Shannon to her breast. She slowly let go and moved down to Nellie's hips, and when she licked around Nellie's pussy her hips shot up like a rocket. Shannon put her hand on Nellie's pussy, pushing her down while gently rubbing it. Nellie began crying out, "Please! I need it so bad!" But Shannon knew better. She ran her finger up and Nellie's slit as Nellie was babbling and humping. Now it was time. Shannon slid two fingers up Nellie's cunt and tweaked her clit. Nellie exploded with a cry and arched her back so hard she almost left the bed. "Thank you," she said softly. "I never knew I could feel like that. Wow~ She rose up on one elbow and said, "How shall I love you?" "Like I loved you, but I'm so hot I'll cum quick. Suck my breasts, put your hand on my pussy and rub. And when you think I'm ready stick two fingers up me and diddle my clit with your thumb. Don't rush unless I say so, don't force anything. Relax and watch me relax from you loving me. This going to be great." Nellie got busy. Shannon's breasts were big enough to be called boob, and were yummy. Full, soft, but when she sucked them Shannon moaned. She sucked a little harder and the moans got louder but that's as far as she would go. When her hand drifted down Shannon's thigh she shivered and groaned. At last she lay her hand on Shannon's pussy and Shannon started to hump. She massaged the mound for a while as Shannon got more and more excited. She slid two fingers into Shannon's cunt, slowly moving them in and out. Shannon was really humping now and wailing for release. Nellie found Shannon's clit and began to squeeze gently and Shannon came almost instantly, thrashing about, putting on quite a show for Nellie. As they cuddled in the afterglow, Shannon was very happy that Nellie had changed. And Nellie was happy that Shannon had allowed her back into her life. They both smiled, thinking of a bright future. *** Cindy was about to go to Sara's when Jane called out, "Hey mom! We've got a movie for you and Sara. You two are going to love it!" With that she dropped a DVD in a bag on the Table. "Thanks, hon!" Cindy grabbed the bag and she was off. Sara had some light snacks and, of course, wine set up. They hugged and looked at each other. They could hardly wait to get their clothes off. Cindy said, "On my way out, the girls gave me a movie. They said we'd love it." "I don't know I want waste our time with a movie." "Let me see what it is." And she opened the bag. "Oh no!" She said. "They know!" And handed Sara the movie. There on the cover were two women about their own age. Naked and having sex. The title: "MILFs in Love." They were both shocked; that their daughters knew about them, and the movie itself. Cindy: "What are we going to do?" Sara grinned. "Watch this thing!" So they did. Twice. It wasn't long before their hands were in their panties. Then there were no panties. Then they played with each other's pussies. Except when they were orgasming their eyes were fixed on the screen. And they learned a lot. Soon they couldn't stand it anymore, so they clutched each other and rolled around on the floor, grinding against each other, moaning and groaning. Cindy put Sara on her back with her legs in the air. She parted Sara's cheeks and began licking from Sara's rosebud up to her pussy hole. Sara began crying out, so Cindy stuck her tongue up Sara's ass and began strumming Sara's clit. When she thought Sara was close enough she moved her head and swallowed Sara's pussy. Sara's back arched as she came, her hips twisting in the air as Cindy kept eating. She came again and plopped back to the floor. It took her a minute until Sara said, "You're fucking awesome! Now you're mine!" Sara took possession of Cindy. She laid on Cindy, grinding her breasts into Cindy's face, then down her torso. She sucked Cindy's entire pussy into her mouth, almost chewing on it. Meanwhile, Cindy is wailing, howling for release. But not yet. Sara slides a finger in Cindy and covers it well with her juices. She slowly moves her finger into Cindy's ass. Cindy tenses, then relaxes. Sara moves her whole middle finger in, and slowly fucks Cindy's ass. Then Sara shoves her thumb up Cindy's pussy and fucks her with both. In minutes she has a shattering orgasm that keeps rolling over her. Her mind is exploding under the waves of pleasure her body sends her. Under the sensory overload she becomes limp while the orgasm runs its course. The only way this could have been better, thought Sara, would be if they could see themselves on TV. *** Like this? Say so with a donation. Support NIFTY!