Date: Fri, 17 Jan 2003 19:20:06 -0800 From: Star Stevenson Subject: Webs of Passion WEBS OF PASSION Copyright 2003 by StarSapphire. All rights reserved. Starsapphire_34@hotmail.com Les, incest, intergenerational For Ronda S. Judy looked down at her daughter sleeping and admired the soft outline of her pretty face. Ronda's short dark hair framed her delicate features and set them off gently. A duvet cover hid her 12 year old body and cloaked her up to her pert little chin. Sighing, Judy backed out of Ronda's bedroom and went to her own room to think awhile. Lying on top of her bed Judy recalled the form of her daughter in her mind. Ronda was a beautiful young girl who was tall for her age, as Judy had been. She was also maturing fast and had developed some respectable breasts for age 12. Judy's own were a full `C' cup, and Ronda looked to match her soon. She had her father's smoldering Mediterranean features and her mother's body, Judy thought. She wondered too if, like her mother, Ronda was gay. Judy's hair was sandy blonde and fell in thick waves either side of her open Nordic face. She had the full red lips, high cheekbones and bright blue eyes of the classic western ideal of beauty, that contrasted sharply with her daughter's exotic good looks. Ronda had dark flashing eyes that signaled her every mood and clear finely sculpted features just like her father. They both looked like wild Gypsies, Judy mused. Judy was slightly uncomfortable at the thought of Ronda's father. Tony had been a high school boyfriend who had persuaded Judy to go `all the way' when they graduated. He had done his thing then left for college when Judy discovered she was pregnant by him. He'd offered to marry her but Judy meantime had acknowledged her sexuality to herself finally and refused his offer. Coming out was hard for Judy and Tony was understandably hurt but he faithfully provided what support money he could and made no fuss about custody or Judy's sexuality. Over the years he stayed in Ronda's life and never tried to be anything but a great father, for which Judy felt endlessly grateful -- and endlessly guilty. She thought Tony and Ronda deserved more. She not aware that both were quite content with their relationship as it was and loved Judy deeply. Judy knew she was going to masturbate again. Lately she had been plagued by sexual desires that burned into her soul and left her breathless each night. The fantasy was always horribly the same -- she was having sex with Ronda. Hard as she tried to banish these thoughts from her mind the more they would intrude. She knew that wanting Ronda was dangerous but she couldn't stop herself from thinking about it. She would admire her lithe form around the house, the curve of her small tight backside or the swell of her budding young breasts, and be swept up in another sexual fantasy. She imagined Ronda naked in her arms, her small breasts and nipples pressed against her own as she kissed and caressed her in her mind. As she toyed with the sight and feel of Ronda her hand stole down to cup her own breast and the other worked its way under her slacks and panties to fondle and stroke herself. Judy rapidly brought herself to her first climax of the night. God, it's happening again, she thought. Quickly stripping naked Judy had a hot, fast shower and knew that her first orgasm had released only her immediate tension. She could now take her time and try to play with a different fantasy and banish her incestuous desires for Ronda from her imagination. She lay back on her bed and began to play with her nipples, feeling them harden to her touch as they sent little charges of sexual energy down through her pussy. She was already wet, she knew before touching herself. Her fingers swam in her own juices as she began to slowly stroke herself. Judy luxuriated in the feel of her freshly shaved pussy and rubbed her juices over her bare skin stripped of its normal growth of tangled pubic hair. Gazing down at herself she marveled at how much she looked like a young girl again down there as she traced lazy circles around her clitoris. Judy had shaved her pubic hair for the first time just yesterday, obeying some inner urge she didn't fully understand. She'd taken the lather and razor and carefully removed every trace of the light brown curls that normally grew there. She felt cold at first and then exposed, worried that someone, another woman, might spot her bareness and wonder about her. Then she had relaxed and enjoyed the unfamiliar feel of cool air between her legs as she spread them wide atop her bed. Today this wide open, exposed feeling took Judy immediately back to one of her strongest memories, her first sexual experiences with her 7th grade teacher Suzanne G. Judy was relieved to be rid of Ronda in her mind and eagerly replayed this torrid erotic encounter instead. Suzanne was a 34 year old French woman whom Judy, much to her astonishment, had found startlingly attractive. She developed a terrible crush on Ms. G. and would gaze longingly at her short dark hair, tall trim figure and large breasts in class. She was naturally confused about her feelings. Why was she so attracted to another female, and one so much older? Am I gay? Judy worried, fretted and pined in silence. Sensing Judy's interest in her, Ms G. was much less befuddled by her own desires. Ms. G. liked young girls. She invited Judy home for tea one spring afternoon near elementary school graduation and wasted little time in coming to the point with the pretty schoolgirl. She had often noticed Judy staring at her body and returned the attraction. Judy's tall youthful form, her wavy blonde hair and her perpetual look of innocent wonder captivated her heart and her libido. "I notice you looking at me in class," Suzanne said abruptly after pouring them both tea. Judy turned a deep shade of scarlet, afraid she'd done something terribly wrong. "Oh gosh! I --I'm so sorry Ms G...!" "Oh no, my sweet! It is all right that you look at me. I enjoy you watching me! It is a true compliment," Suzanne hurriedly explained. "You are rather beautiful yourself and I enjoy looking at you too," she said to her warmly as her eyes traveled up and down Judy's tight adolescent body. "You are becoming quite the young woman," she added, gazing at Judy's small but prominent breasts. With relief, Judy blushed at the compliment and the frank stare. "Ms. G..." she began. "Please, call me Suzanne. I would like us to be friends," Judy heard Ms G. say, not quite believing her ears but noticing instantly the look of gentle lust that came over her teacher's face. Friends? Oh gosh, she realized, she feels the same way about me! Judy felt a flush of excitement rush through her taught young body. "Yes. Okay. S -- Suzanne," Judy began. "Suzanne, I think you're the most beautiful p-person I've ever seen!" she gushed, amazed at her own boldness. "I just didn't, uh or don't - know how to tell you that. I want you to know, though. I think about you a lot, especially ... Oh gosh!" Judy began and immediately regretted being so forthright. "Oh, I don't know what I'm saying!" she cried out in frustration. Suzanne laughed warmly and came over to put her arm around Judy, who was feeling close to tears. "Hush, darling," was all she said, then lifted up Judy's face with a finger and gently kissed her on the lips. Judy sighed, hoping for more, but Suzanne pulled away and sat down again across from her. "We could have a very special friendship, Judy my sweet," Suzanne said. "But you understand that, as a teacher, there are people, like your parents, who would not like that." She stated frankly. A shudder of blissful anticipation passed through Judy as she grasped the full nature of Suzanne's intentions. "They might even put me in jail for doing the things I am thinking!" she laughed as a wicked little glint came into her eye. With amazing gratitude Judy at once understood Suzanne's message and hurried to reassure her. "I'll never tell anyone!" Judy promised. Certainly not her parents who, unlike this exotic French woman, seemed so distant and uncaring, "I -- I love you Ms., I mean, Suzanne" she confessed finally, relieved that it was out there. "Please, I won't tell anyone!" she had begged as her excitement rose in anticipation. What was to happen now? Judy wondered. She didn't have long to wait. "Then come my pet, " was all Suzanne had said. Taking Judy by the hand she led her to the bedroom. "This way," she directed. When they arrived beside Suzanne's bed she turned to face Judy, who stood there in a state of nervous excitement. "You like my breasts," She announced boldly. "I see you looking at them all the time" Suzanne had said with a grin. "And I like yours, too. I'll show them to you if you like," she said and began to unbutton her pink pastel colored blouse. "You too, my sweet," she ordered. "I want to see you too." Judy took in Suzanne's warm smile and the glazed look of excitement in her eyes then slowly peeled her white polo shirt over her head revealing her white cotton sports bra to Suzanne's hungry stare. She could instantly feel Suzanne's eyes burning holes through the garment. Then her breath caught as Suzanne removed her blouse allowing her to see her big breasts encased in a white lacy bra. She admired their fullness and deep cleavage. Judy clasped her hands to her face as she gazed at Suzanne's chest. "Oh my gosh!" she whispered. She felt embarrassed that her own small, immature breasts were so inadequate in comparison. "You like them, my pet?" Suzanne had asked with a coy smile. Judy could only nod her head in dumb response. "Your breasts are exquisite too darling Judy. You are so beautiful!" Suzanne exclaimed, relieving Judy's fears somewhat. But Judy continued to wonder what Suzanne found so attractive about her. She felt awkward and shy in the presence of such a beautiful mature woman. "Please, let me see the rest of you," Suzanne asked her gently. Judy complied uneasily. She removed her bra over her head then waited in agonizing anticipation for Suzanne's response. "Oh my dear girl, your breasts are perfect! Such darling pink nipples, oh my!" she enthused. Judy let out her breath feeling much less afraid. It was Suzanne's turn. She quickly undid the front clasp of her brassiere and let it drop open, revealing to Judy a pair of heavy, womanly breasts crowned by large, dark brown nipples. Her throat went dry and her mouth watered at the sight. Judy looked down at her own breasts, small, but firm and round. Her hard, pink nipples were fully erect. She moved her fingers up and gently brushed them over the hard tips. Suzanne stood looking in awe as Judy lightly stroked herself. Standing there topless before Suzanne was strange and arousing for Judy and she delighted in her teacher's reaction. A look of excited wonder was on Suzanne's face as she took in the sight of Judy's firm young tits on full display. Judy's feelings of physical inadequacy completely vanished. She thrilled in her mature lover's visual feasting on her naked young breasts. She displayed herself proudly and unselfconsciously. Suzanne moved toward her and Judy melted into her arms as their lips finally met again. Their kiss lengthened and deepened. Suzanne's heavy breasts pressed into Judy's as she forced her tongue across Judy's lips and into her mouth. Judy responded, feeling the first full rush of sexual excitement of her young life. She eagerly tangled her own tongue around Suzanne's, then moved it in to explore her mouth in turn. Judy felt Suzanne's hand move to cup one of her small breasts and she sighed deeply as she realized the full direction of where the two of them were going. She felt her nipple nestling in the palm of Suzanne's hand and thrilled to the aching pleasure it brought her to be so intimately caressed. She surrendered herself to the older woman's embrace and willed Suzanne total access to her lithe young body, to do with as she pleased. "Take me Suzanne. Please, take me..." Judy murmured between kisses as her hands hurriedly began removing her summer shorts and underwear. "Oh yes, my sweet. I will," Suzanne assured her while assisting Judy to complete her undressing. Her own black skirt and white panties quickly joined Judy's clothing on the boudoir floor. Judy had just a wisp of blonde pubic hair at the top of her small pussy but, to Judy's astonishment, Suzanne was shaved clean... Judy's fingers were working fast and deep on herself as she relived that spring afternoon 20 years ago. She could feel her orgasm approach as she recalled lying spread out on Suzanne's bed, completely open to her inspection. After their first passionate kiss they had fallen together onto Suzanne's bed. After Suzanne's adoring inspection they had made passionate, joyful love for the rest of the afternoon. Judy felt again Suzanne's lips and tongue on her small hard nipples and the fullness of Suzanne's own breasts when she held, kissed and caressed them. She remembered the taste of Suzanne's long dark nipples and the feel of Suzanne's mouth working its way down her body to finally engulf her throbbing cunt between her full red lips, her tongue wetly bathing and battering Judy's small, hard clit into her first ever cum. Then she recalled the taste, aroma and slick smoothness of Suzanne's hairless delectable pussy as she haltingly performed her first act of oral sex on her exotic French lover... A slow shuddering climax rolled through Judy's body as the hot passionate memory of her first sexual experience played through her mind. Her fingers plunged deep inside her sopping pussy in hard, wet thrusts as she felt the warm tremors and aftershocks of her orgasm slowly subside. She brought her fingers up to her lips and smelled the hot musky aroma of her arousal before licking them clean. With a groan, she rolled over onto her side in final release. Judy and Suzanne had remained lovers over the next year but their relationship ended when Suzanne took another teaching job several hundred miles away. Judy was bereft and deeply hurt but managed somehow to put her feelings behind her. Suzanne had left behind yet another broken heart. She moved on to break many more as her young lovers aged beyond her desire for them. Judy tried to cope with her grief by being `straight' and denying her sexuality for the rest of her school life, which did not add to her happiness. Coming out with Tony had been a major relief - until now. * * * * Ronda was in a state of uncomfortable confusion. She was fully aware of her mother's sexuality and had no problems with it. Judy's two former women lovers were good people and still friends with both Judy and Ronda. Her feelings about her own sexuality were less clear. She seemed to like boys and girls equally which puzzled her. But what bothered her most was an awkward, surprisingly strong attraction to her own mother. Lately Judy was not helping. She would appear in the mornings clad only in a short terrycloth robe that showed off her long elegant legs and deep cleavage, making Ronda dizzy with desire. Her touches would linger or her hands would sensuously stroke Ronda's hair when she spoke to her about something personal. It was driving her crazy. Ronda's sexual experiences to date had consisted of kissing and a bit of petting with her best friend Cheryl when they were younger and playing `doctor' with a neighbour boy when much younger still. In neither case did she have an orgasm and she didn't yet know what one was. But for all of her naivete, she had always been aware of a strong sexual need inside her. She just didn't know exactly how to satisfy those desires, but she did know whom she wanted. It was her sexy, beautiful mother and she was understandably tentative and uncertain. Unlike Judy however, Ronda was more used to taking charge. She had her father's strong will and determination and preferred to take the initiative in life. She knew her mother was more passive and might never begin any sexual contact between them on her own. At the same time she could see what she thought were clear signals from Judy that suggested an intense sexual interest, but she shuddered to think of the consequences if she was wrong. She decided to be bolder around her mother and to see how far things went. In the mornings Ronda started by dressing more provocatively than her mother. Wearing only a long white T-shirt, she would wander in to breakfast sure that Judy could see her nipples through the thin cotton of her top. The hem just covered her backside and allowed Judy to see Ronda's long slim legs in full detail. She even tried `flashing' Judy by crossing her legs and allowing her a look at her bare pussy for brief instances. Ronda caught Judy looking at her a few times and noted the blush that came to her mother's cheeks after catching sight of Judy naked under her nightshirt and at other times. She was pleased by the response but wished she could do more to provoke her. Ronda had always admired the way Judy looked and was envious. At 32 her mother was in the prime of her life and it showed. Her figure was that of a 20-year-old. Her long blonde hair was always well kept and attractive and her minimal use of makeup enhanced her natural good looks superbly. Her wardrobe was always classically stylish rather than fashionable, and showed off her magnificent figure to its best advantage. Her mom never looked less than her best, thought Ronda. Even in a terry cloth robe she was stunning. She decided to be a little more pro-active. Friday nights had been video nights forever. Ronda and Judy would snuggle on the couch and laugh, cry or be terrified together as the videos played on. They both looked forward to the intimacy of these nights. The next Friday evening Ronda decided to make things extra special. She planned to be a bit more intimate than usual this particular night. That evening Ronda showered before Judy returned from work with the videos and felt her heart pounding in anticipation. She chose her clothing with care, deciding on a pair of tight black shorts she knew her mother liked along with a pink top that hugged her body and showed her young breasts to their best advantage. She brushed her hair carefully and applied a little lipstick and blush then admired herself in her full-length bedroom mirror. She knew she looked good and hoped nervously that her mother would be impressed. When Judy arrived home Ronda was waiting for her in the kitchen. She had decided to cook them dinner and had made an extra effort to make it both appetizing and romantic. A setting for two was laid out in the dining room, the lights were lowered and candles lit as Ronda began serving the first course, a tossed salad and homemade vinaigrette dressing. "Honey, this is so nice! " Judy praised Ronda as the salad was placed before her. "What's the occasion?" she asked. Judy was pleased at the compliment. "No occasion mom. I know you work hard all week and I just wanted to make this Friday a little special for you. I don't always say how much I love you and tonight," said Ronda shyly, "I thought I would." "That is so lovely, sweetheart! And I love you too, baby, a whole lot," Judy gushed, genuinely impressed. "And you look so nice too. This is almost like a date," Judy giggled, feeling herself flush with unwanted excitement. "So maybe it is," Ronda said quickly and kissed her mother on the cheek. "Dinner and a movie. You haven't been treated in a long time so relax and enjoy. I made us spaghetti and marinara sauce, garlic bread and I picked up some Asti Spumonti ice cream after school. I know how much you like it," said Ronda. Mother and daughter sat together and ate their meal and felt a special closeness settle in. They talked of the day and how each was doing as they finished the main course. Over dessert they fell into a comfortable silence. Then Judy spoke as they began clearing up. "I rented a comedy but the other movie is sub-titled. It's a French film. A drama I hope you like," Judy told Ronda. "Oh, I'm sure I will. And I can practice my French. Let's watch it first," Ronda suggested. Judy agreed and they settled in to watch. Judy did not tell Ronda the movie had a heavy `R' rating, with plenty of nudity and some simulated lesbian sex. She was waiting anxiously to see Ronda's reaction, hoping she would not be offended and that the film might spark some lust if not conversation in Ronda. She needn't have worried. Some 20 minutes or so into the movie Ronda could see the adult theme of the film developing and was becoming turned on by the lead actress. The story involved a love triangle between a man and two women, but it was the two women having the affair. Ronda envied the lead character's female lover and noted how much like her mother she looked. As a few risqu and sexy scenes played out, Ronda felt strongly aroused and began playing `footsies' with her mother. Judy responded playfully and wondered what was happening. Was it working? How far do I take things? Throughout the film Judy and Ronda held hands, something they hadn't done before. Ronda explained that this is what you do on a date and Judy, slightly taken aback, had willingly gone along. For Judy the simple act of holding hands had never been made to feel so erotic. She placed their clasped hands on her thigh as they continued watching the movie, hoping against hope that things might go farther still but she was afraid to make the first move. When the movie ended both Judy and Ronda were in a state of high excitement. Not only had the movie turned them on but so had the physical contact between them. Feeling the smooth warmth of Judy's thigh as her hand rested atop it was excruciating for Ronda, as was the implied intimacy of their `date' to Judy. At this point though, neither wanted the other to know how turned on she was. "Before we watch the next movie, I need to change out of these clothes, " said Judy. "I've been in them all day. Would you mind if I took a quick shower too?" she asked Ronda. She was anxious to separate herself from her daughter lest she do something she might regret -- and she was getting uncomfortably wet. "Going to slip into something more comfortable?" laughed Ronda. "Hey, I like how this date's going," she quipped. "Naughty girl!" shot back Judy with a laugh as she headed upstairs to her bedroom. Ronda waited in agony for her mother's return. Everything seemed to be going so well, she hoped it would continue. Judy came back down the stairs a while later looking freshly scrubbed and wearing only a set of pale yellow pajamas. "This being our first date and all I'm sorry if my PJ's aren't sexy, honey, but they are comfortable," Judy told Ronda with a smile. Ronda thought Judy's PJ's looked just fine, noting especially that her mom was not wearing a bra under her top. "You look great mom! I want you to be comfortable. Like I said, it's your night," Ronda told her sincerely. "Let's snuggle up and watch the next video," she urged. They again settled together on the couch as the movie began. The film turned out to be less than inspired but that gave Ronda the chance to `chat up' Judy a bit. During the dull parts they talked. "Mom, you are so incredibly beautiful. Does anyone ever tell you that?" Ronda asked Judy, looking into her eyes as they sat together again holding hands on top of Judy's leg. Judy's hand was lying flat on top of Ronda's. The heat from Judy's thigh seemed to burn the back of Ronda's hand as she asked the question. "Gosh, thank you for saying so honey! That is so sweet but no," Judy sighed, "there isn't anyone saying such nice things to me lately," she said. "Just you, and I appreciate it. I really do," Judy said with a warm smile. She leaned over and kissed Ronda on the cheek. Ronda felt emboldened by the kiss and reached her hand up to trace the outline of Judy's jaw. She looked directly into her deep blue eyes and could see there all the gentle love and torrid passion her mother felt - and also the fear. Okay, she thought, now is the time. "Mom, would it be okay if I asked you to kiss me, like we were on a date?" Ronda spoke, hardly believing herself. A hot flush came to her face. "Honey," Judy whispered "Y -- you want me to kiss you?" Her heart was in her throat as she looked down into Ronda's earnest, pleading dark eyes and noted the blush on her cheeks. "Yes please, momma," Ronda murmured. " It's a date, so we need to kiss, don't we?" "I -- I suppose we do," said Judy who quickly brought her lips into contact with Ronda's. She gently pecked Ronda's soft lips before withdrawing. "No, I mean a real kiss. I've never had one and I --I'd kinda like one. Would you please?" Ronda appealed. "You mean you want..." Judy started, then realized exactly where her daughter was going. She could now see Ronda's anxious need reflecting from her big brown eyes and felt a moment of excited panic. Oh my gosh, she wants me too! Judy gasped to herself. She really does! Judy took a sharp breath as she absorbed this confirmation of her daughter's feelings. All the terrible confusion and guilt she'd been feeling vanished as her pent up desire for Ronda at last broke free. Her resistance crumbled. "Honey, oh yes, okay..." was all she said. She briefly looked into Ronda's warm expectant face then moved their lips into contact. This time the touch was electric. As their lips met Judy marveled at Ronda's sweet taste and moved her tongue purposefully inside her mouth. She heard Ronda groan then felt her daughter's tongue dueling with her own as both their mouths opened wider. Judy pulled back and noted the glazed look in Ronda's eyes. "How was that?" asked Judy huskily. "Oh, mom that was so beautiful! I didn't know it felt like that. Thank you so much!" Ronda declared with enthusiasm. "Can -- can we do it some more?" she asked tentatively. "Can we like, make out?" she giggled quietly. "Like a real date?" Ronda and Judy were both excited by the kiss and the `date' game they were playing. They both wished to avoid any reminders of the forbidden nature of their budding relationship just yet. They smiled together conspiratorially. "Hey, you better watch out," warned Judy. "What if I want to go all the way!" she joked, and began to tickle Ronda on the ribs. "Not on the first date!" Ronda howled in mock protest, attempting unsuccessfully to block her mother's hands. "Mom, stop!" she shrieked. "I'll let you feel me up though, how about that?" she asked mischievously as her laughter quieted. "Yeah?" asked Judy with a slight quaver. She reached out a hand and placed it on Ronda's small breast, not quite believing what she was doing. " I bet you'd like that you little hussy," she grinned, delighting in the feel of her daughter's small soft breast beneath her hand. "Gosh yes, mom," Ronda groaned as she felt her mother's hand gently kneading her breast flesh. Her nipple became instantly hard. "Please, kiss me again. It felt so good," Ronda begged. As Judy and Ronda's lips met the intensity of their passion immediately soared. Both were breathing hard as their mouths ground together, tongues lashing inside each other's mouth, probing and twisting until they both suddenly pulled apart. Judy's hand was still rhythmically squeezing Ronda's breast. Judy laughed a little then spoke softly. "Wow! Was that ever hot baby! Are - are you sure you want to go on?" Judy asked "Yes mom, I want to. I really do, " Ronda told her mother looking her directly in the eye. "And - and momma?" she asked. "Can I touch you there too?" Ronda asked looking down at Judy's hand on her breast then up into her shining blue eyes. "Yes, baby. Of course you can! " panted Judy. "Touch me honey. Play with my titties. I want you to," she whispered as she undid two of her pajama buttons. Taking Ronda's small hand she slipped it inside until the palm was covering her painfully erect nipple. "There honey. Does that feel nice?" she cooed, not quite believing what was happening. "Gosh momma that feels so gooood," Ronda gasped as she took in the weight and fullness of her mother's breast in her hand She squeezed and toyed with it, making Judy moan with pleasure. "Please, can I see them too? Can I look at your tit -- titties?" Ronda blushed at using the word her mother had just uttered. It thrilled her to say it, and embarrassed her at the same time. "Yes, honey. I know you like them. I see you looking," Judy smiled then undid the remaining buttons of her top. Throwing apart the folds she let it drop from her shoulders leaving her bare from the waist up. Judy remembered to remain proud and unselfconscious as Ronda examined her naked bosoms. Ronda gave a sharp intake of breath at the sight of her mother's full womanly breasts crowned with magnificently large pink and brown nipples. They were even better than she'd tried to imagine. They stood out from her chest round and full with no need of support. She sat for a second simply staring in awe at her mother's nakedness, her excitement building by the second. "Oh momma, they are so beautiful!" she gasped. "Your turn," Judy said as she began undoing the buttons of Ronda's pink pastel colored blouse. "I want to see you too," she added as the garment slipped off Ronda's shoulders exposing her breasts encased in a white `A' cup bra. Reaching behind her Ronda quickly undid the fastener and let her bra fall free, baring her nubile young breasts for her mother's delectation. Judy hissed at how delicate Ronda's breasts seemed and at how vulnerable she looked seated before her naked from the waist up. She hastened to reassure her. "Darling, your titties are perfect!" Judy managed to whisper as she cupped each one in her hands. They were like small birds nestled in her palms; fragile, warm and alive. Bending her head down Judy took one of Ronda's small pink nipples between her lips then sucked and caressed it with her mouth and tongue. She moved quickly back and forth between her breasts, tasting the virgin sweetness of her hard pink nipples, loving every texture and trace of her little girl's breasts in her mouth and hands. Ronda was going out of her mind with pleasure. "God, momma, that feels good! Oh yes momma, please..." she cried as Judy continued working on her pert little nipples. "Honey, I think this date is going into overtime," Judy said, finally raising her head up from Ronda's breasts. "Let's go upstairs to my room, baby," she whispered urgently. Ronda could only nod a dazed reply. Groggily they both rose from the couch and, hand in hand, proceeded up the stairs nearby. When Ronda and Judy entered Judy's bedroom it was dark. Judy fumbled a bit with the nightstand lamp before turning it on. A soft warm glow filled the familiar room as they stood facing each other beside the bed. Ronda was just a few inches shorter than her mother. They moved together and embraced, arms around their waists and mouths glued to each other. Their breasts and nipples first touched then pressed hard together. Ronda and Judy's kiss was long and passionate. Both were fulfilling an urgent fantasy and the reality of the moment would not let them part for some time. Their mouths were agape and hands wandered up and down each other's bodies, familiarizing themselves to each other. Ronda kept running her hands over Judy's taut buttocks which caused her to moan in satisfaction. Judy did the same squeezing each of Ronda's small tight ass cheeks in her strong hands until they both finally broke apart. "Oh mom," Ronda whispered. "I love you so much." "I love you too, baby," Judy replied passionately. "Can -- can I touch you down here, too honey?" she asked Ronda, indicating the area between her legs. "Yes, mom, oh yes!" Ronda cried. "You can do whatever you like. I love you so much!" Ronda watched as Judy undid the top button of her black shorts and rolled down the zipper. They fell to the floor leaving Ronda in a pair of small white cotton panties. Judy quickly stripped them off and knelt in front of her daughter. "Ronda honey, you've got a wonderful pussy!" Judy exclaimed lightly brushing Ronda's wisp of dark pubic hair before running a finger gently up her tight slit. She could feel Ronda shudder at the touch and hurriedly removed her own PJ bottoms. She was naked beneath them and her bare pussy was exposed to Ronda's amazed stare. "I just did it yesterday," Judy asked her. "Do you like it?" "Wow, mom that is way cool!" Ronda exclaimed as she continued staring at the sight of her mother's shaven mound. "Let's lie down. I want to look at you sweetheart," said Judy. She lay Ronda down on her back then gazed longingly at the incredible naked beauty of her young daughter spread out before her. "Sweetie you are gorgeous. How much you've grown!" Judy said as she ran her hand over Ronda's breasts, down her flat tummy to finally cup her small sex in her palm. Judy moved on to the bed and lay on her side next to Ronda, her hand gently stroking her wet pussy. "Do you like that baby? Do you like me playing with your pussy?" she whispered in Ronda's ear. "God, yes mom! That feels so good, I can't believe it!" Ronda panted. Judy slipped her finger between Ronda's tight labia and found her tiny clitoris. She began stroking it in small circles. "Oh, mom! What are you doing! Oh, oh, oh," Ronda panted. "Don't stop, momma! Please don't stop!" she cried as her passion built. Judy continued to frig Ronda's tight wet pussy. "I won't stop honey, don't worry," she said then moved her lips down to capture a nipple. Ronda moaned out her pleasure at this double assault. Judy continued down, kissing her stomach and belly button heading lower still. Judy lifted her head to watch then groaned as her mother's head went in between her legs. Judy could not wait to taste young Ronda's pussy. Her tongue lapped along her small slit then dipped inside to taste her juices. She felt Ronda squirm at the touch of her tongue against her clitoris. Judy next moved herself down between her daughter's legs and gazed at Ronda's slippery wet cunt before burying her face in it. Her thumb meantime found her small tight vagina and inserted itself up to her hymen. Her finger probed her tight little asshole. Ronda's hips began to buck and pump into Judy's face as she continued licking and fingering her, filling both her holes and sucking her small clit in and out of her mouth. Ronda had never felt such sensations before. Her body was afire with passion and pleasure so intense she thought she might pass out. Then her orgasm began, the first of her young life. Waves of heat rolled out of her loins in pulsating contractions as her body arched completely off the bed. Judy grabbed her hips and hung on as wave after shuddering wave passed through her daughter's body until her climax slowly subsided. Ronda could not believe the power of what had happened and marveled that she was still conscious. Ronda lay quivering and sobbing as her mother quickly came up beside her and took her in her strong loving arms. "Oh God, momma! What was that?" she gasped. "You came honey," Judy said with a laugh. "You just had an orgasm. Haven't you had one before?" "Gosh no!" said Ronda. "And I think I'd remember if I had!" she laughed. "Just hold me for a minute mom, please?" Judy cradled her daughter in her arms and delighted that she had given her such pleasure for the first time. She licked her lips, relishing the taste of Ronda's juices, and relived the joyous sensation of eating her hot young pussy. Her own need was building fast. "Ronda honey, can you make me come too?" Judy whispered in Ronda's ear as she rocked her in her arms. "Just use your hand for now, okay?" "Of course I will!" Ronda replied. "Show me what you want me to do, okay?" "Here, honey," Judy said taking Ronda's hand and placing it over her pussy. She pressed Ronda's fingers into her slit then guided her to her clitoris. "Right there baby. That's my clit. I want you to rub it for me," she said moving her daughter's finger in a slow circle. She took her hand away as Ronda continued on her own. "Yes baby! Oh, that feels so good!" Judy moaned as Ronda frigged her hard sensitive nub. "Now I want you to go inside, honey. Put your fingers in my cunt. Can you feel it?" she asked as Ronda moved her fingers down. "Y -- yes mom. I found it," panted Ronda. She was entranced at the warm gushy feel of Judy's sopping wet pussy and amazed at how big her mother was compared to her. She easily slipped two fingers inside. "Your c- cunt is so hot and wet mom!" Judy exclaimed. "Okay, now fuck me baby. Fuck me with your hand," Judy directed, surprising herself at how easily those words came to her. "Hard and fast, baby! That's it!" Ronda moved her fingers rapidly in and out of Judy, entranced at the sight, sounds and smell of such blatant sexual activity. She inserted a third finger then Judy asked if she could get her whole hand inside. Ronda was amazed at the request but immediately began to comply. Slowly her thumb and little finger joined the rest inside Judy's tight cunt. Ronda looked down and saw only her small wrist, her hand entirely engulfed inside her mother's writhing body. Judy's cunt felt extraordinarily tight to Ronda who winced a little as her mother contracted her uterine muscles around her hand. "Fuck me baby," Judy cried. "Fuck me with your hand. Oh, God, fuck my cunt baby! Harder now! Move it around inside," she instructed. Then "Yesss! Oh yessss!" Judy screamed as Ronda began pumping and rotating her hand around inside Judy's distended pussy. Her other was squeezing and pulling on one of Judy's big soft breasts and rock hard nipple. Judy could not hold back. A huge orgasm hit her squarely in the groin and radiated out through her whole body. She cried and moaned out loud. "I'm cummming baby, oh I'm CUMMMMMMIMNG!" she screamed, startling Ronda with her power and the awesome strength with which she clenched Ronda's hand. Three huge jets of clear fluid shot from Judy's urethra as she ejaculated hard onto Ronda's chest. As Judy slowly calmed down and allowed herself to relax Ronda slipped her hand free of her mother's vagina and curled up next to her. "Mom, you are so hot!" she told her. "Ronda honey, that was so good," Judy said. "Was it okay for you? Are you all right? I mean, well, I'm your mom and -- and..." she started uncertainly. "It was the best mom," Ronda enthused, trying to reassure her mother. "I've never come before and watching you just blew my mind. I really like it when you talk that way too, you know..." she hesitated. "Like the `F' word and all that!" Ronda giggled. "I love what we're doing. I -- I've wanted to for a long time. I love all of it. And I love you so much!" she said and hugged Judy hard. Ronda gathered her daughter up in her arms and gave her a big wet kiss. "Oh baby, we are going to have some fun times!" she assured her. "I'm glad you liked everything. So everything is all right honey?" she asked again worriedly. "No mom, everything's not all right," Ronda said with a little smile. " `Cause I'm still, well, really horny," she giggled. Judy laughed in relief then thought of a wicked little idea. "Have you ever masturbated honey?" she asked. "N -- no, not really," Ronda said. "I'm not sure how. Is it like when we were touching each other?" Judy assured her it was and then lay back to demonstrate. Spreading her labia with one hand she exposed her clitoris for Ronda's inspection. "This is my clit, this little thing here. When you touch it you get all those great feelings. Go ahead. Try it for yourself," Judy urged as she began to play with herself, rubbing her distended clit round in small circles with her finger. Next to her Ronda did the same and felt again that lightning bolt of pleasure shoot through her. As her fingers worked away at herself she stared fixedly at Judy's hand busy between her own legs. "That's so sexy, mom!" Ronda panted as she felt the start of another climax coming on. "I love watching you play with yourself!" "Me too honey," Judy panted as she watched Ronda masturbating beside her. "God, I'm going to come soon, watching you play with your little cunt baby. Yes, finger your clit baby. Let me watch you make yourself come!" Judy cried out as her orgasm rapidly approached then overwhelmed her. "OH! Ronda honey, I love you so much!" she cried out in her ecstasy. Another series of pleasure shocks traveled up and down the lengths of her body, more intensely than when she usually masturbated. Beside her Ronda came once more a few moments later. A gush of juices washed her small hand as it continued to work away at herself. So, that's masturbation, she thought gleefully. And doing it with mom is just so hot! Giving herself up to the pleasure of it she fell back on Judy's bed and let the feelings wash through her. Finally opening her eyes, she saw her mother beside her smiling. "Honey you look so wonderful when you come," said Judy as she watched her daughter's climax wind down and her little hand go still between her legs. Judy took her in her arms. They held each other close and gently rocked themselves into a quiet slumber. Awakening a few minutes later Judy knew she had something important to say to Ronda. "Ronda honey," she said gazing fondly into her eyes. "Wake up baby," she insisted quietly. When Judy's eyes were open and staring into her own she finally said, "I'm never going to leave you Ronda. I'll always be here. I won't hurt you ever." Judy promised. "I -- I need to tell you that." "I know that mom," Ronda replied. "Why are you saying that to me?" "Because, honey, many years ago..." Judy began, as she looked into her daughter's exotic dark eyes, stroked her short dark hair and at last understood.