Gangbang with Susan 2. – Mom and daughter

Susan smiled, and slid her tongue back up Lannie’s body,

crawling up as well, letting her own breasts slide along her

daughter’s abdomen, then over her belly, then, up over her chest.

She knelt over the girl, pressing her breasts against

Lannie’s, rubbing them back and forth, then from side to side,

making the soft, malleable tit flesh roll and mash down on Lannie’s

own soft orbs.

She slid down again, grasping Lannie’s tits in her hands and

squeezing them upwards as she attacked them with more passion. She

opened her mouth wide and clamped it down on one big chunk of tit

meat, sucking it into her mouth along with the nipple it

surrounded. She chewed and sucked and gnawed on it as Lannie moaned

and writhed below her.

“OOhhhhhhh! Moooooooom,” she groaned, pushing feebly at

Susan’s face. “Nooo,” she panted. Her breasts were so hot, so hard,

she was afraid they were going to explode. Her nipples were already

stinging like glass shards were embedded in them, burning like live

coals were atop them. She’d never imagined her breasts could be so

hard, so swollen, the flesh so taut across them.

Her breasts bubbled and boiled, sending hot, flashing lust

through her chest, making her gasp and cough as it surrounded her

lungs and choked off her breath.

But Susan ignored her, mashing the fat breasts together,

plumping them up and out, biting and chewing on first one, then the

other, fingers digging deep furrows in the soft, white skin.

Susan settled over her daughter, hot flesh laying down on hot

flesh. She rubbed and ground her body against Lannie, rolling her

breasts below her into Lannie’s lower chest and upper belly. She

slid her right leg over and between Lannie’s thighs, rubbing it up

and down against the girl’s exposed cunt slid.

Lannie was soon breathing in harsh, ragged gasps again,

moaning and groaning as she rolled her head in sexual torpor.

Susan slid down the girl’s body until she was sitting on her

heels between her thighs. She was bent over so that her breasts

were crushed into her own thighs as she gazed at her daughter’s

cunt opening.

She caressed the girl’s trembling thighs, then slid her thumbs

into the soft, tight pussy cleft and gently peeled her open. She

pulled wider and wider, opening her up like a flower, displaying

the gleaming pink flesh inside, the hard little hooded clit, and

the soft, round, dark little hole that led up into Lannie’s belly.

She licked her lips in hunger, then leaned in and let her

tongue slid up and down the pink flesh.

Karen had taught her one trick she hadn’t yet mentioned to

Lannie. She had taught her how to exercise her tongue so that she

could push it out further and further. Susan could touch the tip of

her nose with her tongue, but that wasn’t what she had used the

ability for over the years.

She showed Lannie now, pressing her tongue against the

teenager’s hole and wriggling it down into the spasming little

opening. She twisted and twined it in her daughter’s fuck hole,

scooping out hot, tasty fuck honey, the warm cunt milk that her

daughter was exuding in such delicious amounts.

She pumped her tongue up and down in Lannie’s cunt as the girl

moaned and humped up against her. She felt Lannie’s hands on her

head, pushing down instinctively. She smiled inwardly, then pumped

her tongue faster. She pulled it out then slid it up over Lannie’s

clit.

Lannie gasped in shocked pleasure as her mother’s tongue

slithered up and down across her clit. She felt her fingers

exposing the hot little fuck button, then felt her lips close

around it and suck. Her tongue continued to wriggle eagerly across

the hot button as her mother sucked.

Lannie felt her heaving body began to burn upwards again

towards another orgasm. She panted for breath, hands jerking down

beside her waist, curling into tight fists as she stared upwards.

Then a towering wave of sexual pleasure roared over her and

drowned her in it’s deep, all encompassing ecstasy. She cried out

in glorious pleasure, her back arching, her ass bouncing on the

floor of the balcony as her cunt blasted a deep, steaming froth of

boiling sexual heat up into her guts.

In the midst of it she felt herself pierced, felt her mother’s

oily fingers thrust up into her pussy, one, then two, then three,

pumping savagely s she bounced and jerked and shook in the grip of

the massive sexual storm. She cried out again, shuddering and

trembling as another powerful blast wave of pleasure rocked her.

Then she groaned in exhaustion as she sank back down out of

the climax.

Susan smiled and slid up Lannie’s body, her own flesh

caressing the soft oiled girlflesh below. She pressed her breasts

against Lannie’s and stared down into the girl’s face. Lannie

looked up wearily, and Susan smiled.

She slid a hand below the teen’s head and lifted it up, then

kissed her, not as a mother, but as a lover. Her lips slid softly

over Lannie’s as her tongue probed against her lips. She slid her

tongue inside the girl’s mouth and mashed her lips down.

Lannie responded instinctively, and their lips caressed each

other in a soft, warm, loving embrace. Susan stroked her daughter’s

body, letting her hands move softly, lightly. She slid her hand

around her daughter’s body, then rolled back, pulling Lannie with

her.

Lannie found herself laying atop her mother’s body, looking

down into her mother’s face. She gulped anxiously as she realized

what was expected of her. Yet she also felt excitement at the

challenge, at the eroticism of the act.

She was still breathing heavily, but now she moved her own

hands onto her mother’s body for the first time, at least

consciously. She gazed down at Susan’s breast as her hand closed

over it, watching the flesh bulge upwards as she squeezed.

She’d never touched another’s breasts, and was intrigued as

she worked her fingers into the soft meat. She bent and licked over

the nipple. It was much bigger than her own, which she found

fascinating. She sucked on it, trying to copy what her mother had

done to her own pink nipples.

She squeezed both her mother’s breasts as she licked and

sucked on first one, then the other. She pinched them teasingly,

then pulled them upwards, only to let them fall back. She chewed

softly, her teeth gnawing at the sensitive flesh as her tongue

lapped hungrily.

But Susan was too hot to just lay there through a long tongue

bath. Licking and sucking her daughter to orgasms had excited her

to a fever pitch, and she needed much more. She gripped Lannie’s

hand and shoved it desperately down between her legs, rubbing at

her cunt.

“Oh!” she gasped. “Oh yes!” Oh, honey! Ohhh!”

Lannie rubbed at her mother’s cunt pad as she watched and felt

her mother jerk and shake. She knew she was approaching orgasm, and

looked at her, entranced, as Susan began to jerk and shake and moan

in passionate release.

Lannie rubbed inexpertly at her mother’s slit, stroking her

fingers hard over the cunt slit, over her clitty, rubbing her,

masturbating her, as she did herself. Her mother’s body jerked and

heaved upwards against her as Lannie rubbed her clit, then went

still.

“Did you come?” she asked excitedly.

“OOhhhhhh,” Susan moaned, letting her hands caress her

daughter’s head and face.

Lannie slid lower, excited again herself. She tongued at her

mother’s belly button, then eased lower, gazing directly into her

mother’s slit, into the opening she herself had emerged from. She

pried her mother’s cunt lips open and licked her lips nervously as

she stared at the revealed flesh.

Then she began to lick her tongue up and down the pink flesh,

lapping excitedly at the clitty, sucking and kissing it. She felt

a hot stab of lust as she slid a finger into her mother’s cunt

tunnel and felt it squeezing hotly down on the digit. She slid in

another, pumping them in and out as she licked at the clitty.

She heard her mother groan and whine and whimper in pleasure,

then felt her ass starting to grind into the balcony. Susan began

to buck up against her and Lannie redoubled her actions, slurping

and licking and sucking on her mother’s clitty as she fucked her

fingers down into her cunt tunnel.

She remembered something, then, something from a porno film

she had seen once on cable. Excitedly she shifted her body around

until she was kneeing over her mother’s face, then eased down,

licking at her mother’s cunt a she lowered her pussy over her

mother’s face.

She sighed happily as her mother gripped her ass cheeks and

then began to lick at her snatch. She responded at once, licking at

her mother’s pussy, lapping and sucking hungrily as she grunted and

moaned in pleasure.

She rubbed her face into her mother’s pussy, stroking the pink

flesh with her chin and lips and nose. Her tongue jammed down into

the hot little fuck hole as she tasted her mother’s cunt milk. She

came again, bouncing on her mother’s body, groaning and whining in

heat and passion as she jammed her cunt down on her mother’s

tongue.

Then it was her mother’s turn to come again, jerking and

humping as Lannie ate her out.

After that they lay in each other’s arms, softly stroking each

other, exchanging long, moist kisses, their tongues sliding back

and forth.

Finally, Susan sat up, pushing Lannie away. She ran a hand

through her own hair and blinked up at the sunlight.

“We should get in before we get burned,” she said.

Lannie sighed softly in response.

Susan reached down and gripped her wrist, pulling the limp

girl up to a sitting position. Lannie groaned, then pushed herself

up and, hand in hand, the two naked women walked back into the

apartment. Susan was, naturally, delighted at how things had gone. It was

her hope that she would be able to persuade Lannie of the benefits

and advantages of lesbian lust, perhaps even convince her not to

waste her time on boys.

Their relationship had gone a subtle change. In Susan’s mind

Lannie was now both daughter and lover, a lush, sweet, sexually

desirable woman who just happened to also be her sweet little girl,

in need of motherly protection.

For Lannie things were more complicated. Her mother had long

been something of a friend, offering advice more than giving

orders. Now, after their lovemaking, she believed herself more

equal than she had before. She was proud of herself being able to

make her mother cum, and thought that gave her certain rights she

didn’t have before.

She was surprised at how much pleasure she herself had gotten

from the sex, and knew that it would not be the last time she

engaged in lesbian love. She still had a deep curiosity about male-

female sex, but the urgency to lose her virginity was somewhat

lessened now.

Now she could experiment and have wonderful sex, without the

worries and fears of what boys would think of her, what they would

say behind her back, who they would tell. She trusted her mother

completely, and felt safe and free of worry in her arms.

She felt no embarrassment at what they had done together, no

guilt. After all, her mother had initiated it, and obviously her

mother wouldn’t have done anything that was really wrong. Both had

enjoyed it immensely, and though she knew that others would

strongly disapprove, she also knew they would never find out.

She knew what they’d done was…well, very, very kinky, but

that only excited her. She was surprised at herself, that she’d

done something such a…perverted act of sex It was perverted, she

told herself. Everyone would say so.

“You what?” Darla would gape. “You had sex with your

MOTHER?!!”

Lannie giggled just thinking about it, about telling Darla or

Shelly how she’d sucked her mother’s cunt, and how her mother had

sucked her off.

It made her skin break out in goosebumps, and made her face

flush. It excited her, aroused her. She’d done something dirty. She

was a wicked, sex fiend!

It made her feel hot to be so wicked, and when she walked

around the next day at school, she was exquisitely aware of how

sexy she was, how sensual she felt.

Under her tight jeans and the button down red top that was

cropped off just below the breasts, she wore her only really sexy

lingerie, black lace french bra and string bikini panties. She’d

bought them, with much embarrassment, for her first lover.

She’d had no idea, of course, that her first lover would be a

woman, let alone her mother.

She wore them today because it helped her feel even sexier and

more desirable. She was aware of every male eye that turned her

way, and shivered a little as she imagined, with new insight, what

they were thinking when they watched her. They all wanted to fuck

her, to push their big cocks into her pussy.

Well, they’d just have to wait. Mom was right. Having sex with

them would probably be a short and unhappy experience. It would

hurt, and they’d blab to their friends. She could take out her

sexual lusts with mom for the time being.

For the first time ever she was also aware of the girls when

they looked at her. She knew, from her own experience, that when

girls looked at girls it was mostly just checking out the

opposition. She always watched what the other girls were wearing,

after all, and how their hair looked, and what kind of makeup they

had on.

But now, she wondered if any of them were looking at her like

the boys were. Some of them must be gay, after all. Were some of

them thinking about how they’d like to lick her and suck her? She’d

never thought of that before, but now she tried to imagine herself

having sex with…Amber, say, or Blair, or maybe Sara.

Were any of them gay? She didn’t think so. They all dated,

like she did. None had ever approached her with any hints of sex.

She wondered if they’d be willing to consider hints from her.

No. That was far too dangerous. If she came on to a girl and

the girl told people… No, she didn’t dare, not unless she was

sure of the other girl. She would be on the lookout for some girl

coming on to her, though.

In the meantime, she moved from class to class, aware that

many male eyes and some female eyes, focused in on her with lust,

and that her body was hot, and seductive, and sexy, and that others

wanted her.

It turned her on, and made her pussy tingle. She felt a moist

heaviness between her legs.

So by the time school was over and she made her way home she

was feeling very aroused. Her Mom was not home yet, but Lannie

wasn’t going to wait hours to relieve the heat between her legs.

She stripped naked in front of the big mirror in her room,

then posed and preened. She put her hands behind her head and

arched her back, sliding her tongue back and forth over her lips as

she looked at herself. She turned sideways, then turned her back on

the mirror, bending over and spreading her legs.

She had a great ass, she decided, a sexy ass.

She spread her legs and bent over more, gazing at the tight

slit between her legs. She slid a hand between her legs and rubbed

two fingers up and down along the slit, then drove them up into

herself. She grunted softly a she pumped her fingers in her pussy.

She was already very wet inside, had been wet most of the day.

Her fingers moved easily in her pussy opening, gliding in and

out of her soft, tight, warm cunt tunnel, sawing back and forth

against her little clit bud.

She straightened up and turned around, her eyes hot and

excited as she stared at her nude body. She stroked her hands up

and down over her silky flesh, cupping her breasts, squeezing and

kneading them, pinching and rolling her hard pink nipples.

“Slut,” she whispered. “Dirty lesbian whore.”

The words excited her and she slid a hand down between her legs,

stroking her clitty again. She had never watched herself come, and

the idea suddenly seemed very attractive.

She stepped right up to the edge of the dresser, then changed

her mind and moved away. she walked down the hall to her mother’s

room and went in. Her mother had a large, floor to ceiling mirror

on the inside of her door, with bright lights around it. She could

see herself much better in that.

She paused, then searched through her mother’s drawer and

pulled out some of the sexy lingerie she’d showed off a few days

back. They were much the same size, though her mother was a cup

smaller, being a thirty-six C instead of a thirty-six-D.

She drew on the black lace teddy, pulling it up her legs, then

drawing the straps over her shoulders. It was very tight across her

breasts, but as she turned and stared at herself in the mirror, she

let out a small groan of pleasure.

She looked so hot!

The teddy was gauzy and sheer, and she could see her hard pink

nipples easily, as well as the small bush between her legs. The

teddy was very high cut, both in front and in back, and she turned

and posed again and again, her face flushed happily as she admired

herself.

She stripped at last, then drew on what her mother called a

merry widow outfit. This consisted of a lacy black bustier, even

more transparent than the bra she’d worn today, a matching garter

belt and garters, long lacy black stockings, and a G-string.

She also found, and put on, a pair of high, black, spiked

heels. The heels were far higher than she would have ever dared

wear to school or to a dance, or to anywhere else, for that matter.

They were what the guys called. “fuck me” shoes, because of the way

a girl’s ass looked when she wore it.

Now, as she posed for the mirror, with nothing over her ass

except the thin strap of the G-string running down between her

cheeks, Lannie could understand why they called it that.

She loved the way she looked, loved the way she felt, loved

the way the bustier squeezed her ribs and her tits, shoving her

already good sized mounds up and out. Why, half her breasts were

bared as she moved around in the sexy garment.

There was a clap of thunder, and she went to the window and

looked out. The sky had gotten very dark, and it looked like it was

getting ready to rain any second. Then it did, the rain pouring

down and catching some people unawares.

She looked out in disappointment. She had just been getting

the idea that she’d like to go outside in these, to walk around

without anyone knowing what she wore beneath her clothes. She

thought that would be very sexy.

Then she swallowed as a bolt hit her, a sudden wild thought

that made her pussy burn.

She couldn’t go out in these shoes, of course, whether it was

raining or not. She unbuckled them then took them off. She then

eyed the long, lacy stockings. Her mother would kill her if she got

them wet and ruined them.

She rolled them down and put them away.

Without them, of course, there was no point in wearing the

garter belt, so she unclipped it and put it back too. Then,

deciding that naked was even sexier than the bustier and G-string,

she stripped off completely.

She hurried out of the room and went to the front closet.

There she found her rubber boots and put them on, then pulled down

her raincoat. The raincoat zipped up the front, and fell to about

six inches above the knees. She pulled it on and zipped it up, then

got her keys and left.

She took the elevator downstairs with a middle aged man, a man

who had no idea she was completely naked below her raincoat. Lannie

couldn’t help rubbing her thighs together discretely as the

elevator moved.

She got out in the lobby, then went to the front doors, and

out. She flipped up the hood and went out into the rain, enjoying

the way it pelted down onto the hood and against her raincoat.

She was cool beneath it, of course, at least, her skin was. It

didn’t chill her, though, because she was too aroused, her blood

moving too fast. She walked down the street towards the small mall

on the corner. There would be people there.

She reached the mall, and went into the Seven-Eleven. She

walked along the aisles. There were many people there, moving

around, buying things. None knew she was nude. She saw a guy at the

magazine rack looking at a dirty magazine, and had the almost

irresistible urge to open her coat and show him the real thing.

“Hey, Lannie.”

She whirled and saw Mike Moore and Amy Phillips.

“Hi,” she said, her heart pounding.

“Crummy day, huh?” Amy said.

“Oh, I kind of like the rain sometimes,” Lannie said.

“Yeah, well, if you’re wearing a raincoat, it’s okay,” Mike

said sourly. He only had a t-shirt, and his hair was soaked.

“Be prepared,” Lannie said. “I should’ve been a girl scout.”

She talked to them for another couple of minutes, both excited

and afraid. After all, if they found out she was naked the whole

school would know. Her name would be mud! Everyone would think she

was a nympho.

She left then, sauntering a little. Instead of heading

straight home she turned down the street. There was a field that

ran behind her block, one that she sometimes walked through on her

way to Elm street, where the bus was.

Thunder cracked again, and lightning lanced across the skies

as the rain poured down. She walked to the edge of the field, then

turned in, walking along the path that led alongside the houses.

To her left was the waist high grass, then, a hundred yards or

so away, there was a line of trees. On her right, about twenty-five

yards away, were the fences that blocked the backs of people’s

yards.

She walked about fifty yards up the path, then came to the

cross path. This one led off into the grass, a wider path that led

to Bank street where the elementary school was, and where there

were several much larger malls.

She turned onto that path. Now there was nothing but grass on

both sides for a considerable distance, and nothing she could see

ahead but trees and grass. She unzipped her coat and let it fall

open, her heat increasing as the rain fell on her bare skin.

She eased her coat wider, baring her breasts as she walked.

She trembled with excitement.

She passed a low gully then, leading down from the path. There

were a number of trees here, and a narrow brook that was moving

faster as the rain continued. This was an area she always worried

about when she used this path, because some strange man could hide

there and pounce on her when she was alone.

Now, feeling more excited than ever, she made her way

carefully down into the gully. She took the raincoat off completely

and walked nude in amongst the trees. Her head jerked from side to

side as she looked around anxiously, but there was nobody in sight.

The rain spattered against her swollen breasts and dripped

down off her nipples. It ran in fast rivulets down her silky flesh

to her thighs, then down between her pussy lips.

She found a clear spot, where the rain fell unobstructed, then

set down the raincoat. She sat down, then lay back and spread her

legs wide, reaching above her. She arched her back and let the rain

beat down on her naked flesh, straining the tendons in her thighs

as she pulled her legs as wide apart as possible.

She closed her eyes briefly, imagining a crowd of men coming

upon her like this. Then she began to run her legs over her body.

She opened her eyes and stared down at herself a she stroked her

breasts and squeezed them. She slid her hands down between her legs

and began rubbing her pussy, her chest heaving as the excitement

made her heart pound.

If a man came along, she decided, she would offer no

resistance, no matter what he looked like, even if he was a dirty,

fat old bum. She would lay there and let him fuck her.

She imagined an ugly old man coming upon her there as she

jerked off, imagined his cock getting hard, imagined him jumping

atop her and thrusting it into her cunny.

Maybe it would be a handsome guy her own age, she thought,

fantasising about that as she rubbed her clitty.

Maybe it would be two guys, or three, or four. They would jump

on her, stripping off their clothes as they surrounded her and

groped and fondled her naked flesh. Their cocks would pump into her

excitedly as they grunted in pleasure.

She grunted herself, humping up as her fingers drove into her

pussy slit.

Panting, she sat up and took off her boots. She rolled off her

coat and let her skin press into the grass and leaves. She turned

over and spread her arms and legs, grinding her hips against the

ground, humping her ass up and down.

She rolled over again, then, her head buzzing, she stood up

and walked around, stroking herself, letting her feet move through

the grass. She walked over to the brook and stepped into it,

shivering a little as the water lapped at her ankles.

She walked into the middle of the brook, then sat down, she

laid back, letting the water rush by her, then spread her legs and

stuffed her fingers into her slot. She pumped furiously as the rain

fell and the water rushed by, grunting and moaning and whimpering

as the come blasted into her.

She shuddered violently, her ass bouncing up and down in the

water, her cunt spasming and shaking and sucking on her fingers a

she rammed them into her slit and ground her thumb down on her

clitty.

The fire burned inside her, ripping up and down her spine as

the pleasure shook her to the core of her being. She arched her

back, her chest rising higher and higher, her back aching as she

pulled her head back into the water.

Then she fell limp, her arms and legs wide, the water lapping

over her body as she moaned in exhaustion.

Lannie 3 Something had changed inside Lannie. She felt hot and sexy all the

time, always aware of her breasts pushing out against her clothes,

of her round ass cheeks and how men loved staring at them. And

especially of that buzzing, sparkling little clit bud that felt so

good at the slightest touch.

When Susan came home that evening Lannie was wearing a pear of

shorts and the same red crop top she’d worn to school, but with no

bra or underwear. She was able to slide her hands up under the top

to rub her titties, or slide them down into her shorts to stroke

her pussy.

She had been careful not to jerk off again after getting home.

She had, however, often stroked her breasts and clitty as she had

lain back on the sofa and watched TV. She had raised herself into

a state of tingling heat repeatedly, only to halt short of orgasm.

She wanted to be really hot when her mother got home, sure

that she would want to have sex again, as they’d done yesterday on

the balcony. She wanted to do IT with her mother, but in her bed,

like real lovers. When Susan got home she set her purse down with a weary thump,

then took off her coat and hung it up.

“Hi Mom!” Lannie cried, bouncing over from the sofa, eyes

bright.

“Hi, honey,” Susan sighed, grunting as the girl threw her arms

around her and hugged her tightly.

“Let me get my coat and shoes off,” she exclaimed in surprise.

Lannie jumped back, smiling. She put her hands behind her and

kind of swung from side to side as Susan pulled off her shoes.

“What have you been up to?” she asked.

“You wouldn’t believe me.”

“Try me.”

“I put on my raincoat and went walking.”

“That’s nice.”

“Naked.”

“What?”

“I had nothing on underneath,” Lannie said, eyes sparkling.

“Lannie,” Susan said disapprovingly.

“Nobody could see anything. I felt sooo hot.”

“I would’ve thought you’d feel chilly.”

“Uh, uh. Know what I did? I went out into the field and took

off my coat, then I laid down and jerked off.”

“You what?” Susan gasped.

Lannie flushed a little, embarrassed just a bit.

“Jesus Christ, Lannie! Are you crazy?”

“No. I was hot. It was a super turn-on!”

“You wouldn’t have been so turned on if some sleazy man had

come by and raped you.”

“Mother, in the mood I was in I would have raped him.”

Susan gazed at her in surprise. The girl was grinning, her

chest thrust out, her eyes alive. She looked like a little sex

kitten. She had no bra under the cropped top, and her nipples

pushed our very obviously hard against the shirt.

Before she could say anything, Lannie stepped forward and

hugged her then, pressing her breasts against her, then she slid

her hands into Susan’s hair and pressed her lips against Susan’s.

Susan was so surprised she didn’t react at first as Lannie

kissed her passionately, then slid her tongue into her mouth. She

belatedly gripped Lannie’s arms and tried to push her away, having

no success at first because Lannie had her arms around her, and was

squeezing her ass.

“La…Lannie!” she said, pushing her back finally.

“Let’s make love!” Lannie gasped.

“Lannie, I just got home,” Susan exclaimed. “I’m tired and I

want to sit down and relax before I have to make dinner.”

Lannie’s face fell and she looked pouty and disappointed.

“Moooom,” she whined.

“Lannie, later on we can…fool around, okay?”

“Come oonnnn” Lannie whined, gripping Susan’s hand and pulling

it up under her crop top.

Susan felt the heat of her breast, felt her hard nipples. She

sighed and slid both hands up under the little crop top, cupping

and squeezing Lannie’s big breasts as the girl moaned in pleasure.

“You’re a hot little slut now, is that it?” she growled.

“Yesssss,” Lannie sighed.

“Little girl toy. Little sex kitten.”

She worked her fingers into the soft meat, kneading the

teenager’s firm breasts. She squeezed her hands tight around the

round orbs, then swung the startled girl around and pushed her

against the wall.

She slid a hand behind her head and gripped her thick brown

hair, jerking back on it, forcing Lannie’s head back. Then she

jammed her hand down into the loose shorts and squeezed her

daughter’s pussy mound tightly.

“Ooohhhhh!” Lannie gasped.

She dug her fingers into Lannie’s cunt pad and twisted them

around, then began to rub them up and down along the slit.

Lannie gasped and moaned and whimpered, her hands behind her

head, gripping her mother’s wrist as she humped desperately against

her fingers.

“Oh God! Oh God!” she gasped.

She came, humping wildly, gasping and grunting repeatedly as

her insides churned and roiled and heaved with fiery sexual

pleasure. She sobbed in ecstasy, slapping her ass back against the

wall as she jerked herself off on her mother’s fingers.

Susan watched in surprise and pleasure, astonished at the

force of the girl’s come, and how little it had taken to bring it

on. She couldn’t help wondering if she she’d done something, if

she’d changed the way the girl looked at sex, made her somehow more

sexually alive.

Lannie moaned and fell back against the wall, legs spread,

mouth slack as she groaned weakly.

Susan continued to rub at her pussy, her fingers sliding up

into the tight slit as she rubbed her thumb over her clitty.

She smirked as she watched the girl squirm and writhe in

pleasure again. She let go of her hair but Lannie didn’t pull her

head forward. She jerked her hand out of her shorts and gripped the

crop top, tearing it open, exposing those firm, round teenage

breasts.

She shoved her hand down Lannie’s pants again as she bent and

closed her mouth over her nipple. She sucked hard as she stroked

her fingers hard along the girl’s slit. Then she gripped the back

of her neck and pulled her head back. She bit down on the side of

Lannie’s throat as the teenager began to hump wildly against her

hand.

Lannie came again, whimpering and grunting and moaning in

pleasure as she drove herself down on her mother’s fingers. Fire

seared her as the excitement boiled her mind raw and sent her

thoughts spinning away. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the sex

heat rippled along her nervous system

“Will that hold you until later?” Susan snorted. It did, but only just. Susan was amazed at the way the girl

acted. She flirted constantly, and bounced around like a real

little cock tease…or cunt tease, as it were. She groped and

fondled Susan whenever she passed near, and exposed her breasts a

number of times.

Susan couldn’t help getting aroused herself, but tried to

resist. After all, an occasional bout of sex was one thing, but

fondling each other like horny lovers every chance they got was

just not what she wanted. Lannie was her daughter, after all.

Instead of spending the evening in her bedroom talking on the

phone or doing homework, Lannie hung around her all the time,

talking about sex, asking about what it was like to have a cock

inside her, asking why Susan didn’t like having cocks any more.

She talked about her fantasies, about the boys she’d like to

fuck, about what they looked like and acted like. She also

mentioned a new interest in the girls at school, mentioning several

that Susan knew and asking her other if she was sexually aroused by

them, if she’d like to have sex with them, and whether she thought

Lannie should try and have sex with them.

And she kept posing and preening in an effort to excite her.

Susan did her best to ignore the temptation. But then when the

girl said she was going to change for bed, and then came out

wearing nothing but a G-string, Susan felt a bolt of pure desire

shoot up into her pussy.

“Where did you get that?” she asked.

“I borrowed it from you. I look good in it, don’t I?”

She looked fantastic, especially with her hair loose, all

brushed out and falling across her soft round shoulders like silk,

framing her face so nicely.

Lannie turned and presented her bare ass, wagging it from side

to side as she bent over and looked in the bottom of the cupboard.

“Little cunt tease,” Susan said.

She slid her hand between Lannie’s thighs and cupped her

pussy. Lannie straightened rapidly, rising on her toes as she

arched her back and pushed her ass back onto Susan’s hand. She

sighed in pleasure as Susan kneaded her pussy through the lacy G-

string, raising her hands and sliding her fingers through her silky

hair as she groaned.

“You’ve sure got a hot little pussy today, honey,” Susan

snorted.

“Ooohhhhh! Put your fingers in meeee!” Lannie groaned, rolling

her head from side to side.

“My fingers are too long,” Susan grinned. “You don’t want me

to tear out that hot little cherry of yours before some boy can do

it.”

“Oohhhhh. I don’t caaarre,” Lannie moaned.

“All right, you little slut. Let’s go,” Susan growled.

She pulled her hand out from the swaying girl’s legs and

gripped her arm and marched her down the hall to her bedroom.

She pushed her against her bed, bent her over, and pulled the

G-string down her thighs to her ankles. Then she positioned the

girl on all fours on the bed and stood back.

“Spread your legs, Lannie,” she growled.

Lannie obeyed her, panting wildly, eyes shining with lust and

excitement.

“Now this is how a boy toy positions herself,” Susan said. “On

all fours with her ass up in the air so she can be mounted. Do you

want to be mounted, Lannie? Do you want some boy to come along and

ride you like a bitch in heat?”

“Oooooo, yeeesssss,”

Susan snorted, then moved to her closet. She fished out a box

from the bottom, then opened it and withdrew a strap-on dildo. She

slipped the straps up and then buckled it around herself. The dildo

was easily ten inches long, and very thick.

She thought it would probably cause the virgin girl a lot of

discomfort. It wouldn’t hurt exactly, but it would, she hoped,

discourage her from her fantasies about cocks.

She stepped up behind her, then got on the bed behind her.

“Wha…what’s that?” Lannie gasped, looking at the dildo

sticking out from her mother’s groin.

“This is my cock. I’m going to fuck you with it.”

“You…you’re…You mean you’re going to…”

“Pop your cherry.”

“Oh, God!” Lannie moaned.

Susan slid her hand between her daughter’s thighs and squeezed

her pussy, then slid two fingers up inside, pumping them in and

out.

“Do it,” Lannie whimpered. “Put it in me!”

“So you’re a hot little slut now,”

“Yessss,” Lannie groaned.

“You need a big cock up your pussy.”

“Ohhh yessssss,” Lannie hissed.

“Dirty girl!”

She rubbed the rounded nose of the thick rubber cock up and

down against Lannie’s moist pussy slit while the girl trembled

anxiously and began to pant and moan in anticipation.

She pressed the dildo forward, easing Lannie’s pussy lips in

and back, grinding it around as she slowly worked the head of the

realistic looking dildo into the teenager’s tight pussy hole.

Lannie’s breathing was already harsh and fast as she felt just the

head, and she spread her legs further apart, the pressure in her

skull building up to almost painful force.

Susan pushed the entire head into her, then pulled it back.

“MOooooooom!” Lannie moaned in protest.

“You’ll be whining a different tune if I just ram this up your

pussy, Lannie.”

“Put it innnnnnn!”

Susan pushed the head through the tight little pussy lips,

then thrust forward a little, driving an inch of rubber cock shaft

through. Lannie squeaked in pleasure.

“You’re a real little cock eater, aren’t you?” Susan said,

half disgusted, half amused.

She pulled back, then slid the thing forward, easing another

inch through the tight lips. She slid her hand down around the

rubber cock, rubbing against Lannie’s pussy lips, excited at how

tight they were around the round shaft.

She pushed forward more, driving more cock into her, until she

felt a resistance in front of her, her daughter’s intact cherry.

She punched lightly against it repeatedly, wanting to weaken the

obstruction before tearing through.

Lannie grunted with each impact, rocking to and fro as her

mother drove the big dildo into her. She felt a sharp aching down

inside her from where the head of the rubber prick was pushing

against her hymen, and steeled herself to pain when it broke

through.

Then, suddenly, it did. She gasped as she felt a stab of pain

down there, but then nothing followed. She felt the big, thick

rubber prick slide deeper, felt her insides opened up for the first

time ever, and groaned in relief and pleasure.

“Well, that was easy,” Susan commented.

Lannie didn’t answer. She hadn’t heard. All her concentration

was on her pussy tunnel, where, for the first time, she could FEEL

something, could feel the round rubber cock as it moved into her,

could feel the ridges and vines carved into the side as they

brushed along her silky soft pussy walls.

Susan couldn’t help being excited as well. She seldom used the

dildos except on bi girls. Most of her lesbian friends had little

use for them, not being particularly turned on by penetration. She

loved the look, though, of the thick black rubber shaft sliding

through the wide, straining pussy lips in front of her.

She thrust in hard, driving the thing deep into her daughter’s

cunt shaft. Lannie cried out in surprise, but there was still

little pain. Susan frowned unhappily. She didn’t want to hurt he

daughter, but she had hoped that being penetrated by this big fake

male organ would hurt the virginal girl, and would convince her

that cocks were way overrated.

Instead, Lannie was obviously feeling little, if any pain, and

was also obviously getting off on wrapping her pussy around a big

male cock, even a fake one. There was no getting around it, Susan

sighed to herself. Her daughter would probably be, at best,

bisexual, and would obviously always brave male cocks.

She gripped her hips and buried the last of the long thick

prick in her belly, grinding her hips around, grunting as the pad

at the base of the dildo ground against her own clitty in a

delightful way.

She slid her hands up and down Lannie’s body, stroking and

caressing her as she held the dildo inside her belly. She slid a

hand down onto her belly, then in between her legs. She fingered

Lannie’s clitty, rubbing it hard against the dildo sticking out of

her hole.

Lannie cried out in pleasure, then began to buck back against

her, humping desperately as she felt an immense wave of sexual

bliss towering over her. She panted and shook as she humped back,

then cried out in glorious sexual ecstasy, her head thrashing up

and down as she sobbed in pleasure.

Susan knew a come when she saw one. She began to fuck into the

girl, as she obviously wanted, surprised at how soon, and how

powerful Lannie’s climax was.

Lannie grunted and yelped wildly as fire raced up and down her

body. She twisted and shook her ass around on the big dildo like a

fish caught on a hook, glorying in the way it twisted and moved

around in her belly. There was something awesomely exciting about

having something big and hard way, way up inside her like that, and

she was delirious with pleasure.

Susan clung to her daughter as the girl bounced and shook and

jerked in orgasmic glee, unable to pump properly as Lannie swung

her ass around in maddened pleasure. Finally, though, the orgasm

washed away and Lannie groaned in relief and exhaustion, sinking

down onto her elbows, then folding her arms below her as she let

her head come to rest on the bed.

Susan snorted in amusement, then gripped her hips in a tight

embrace and began to fuck. She used the full, long length of the

dildo, and a steady pace, fucking it up and down Lannie’s virgin

cunt tunnel as the girl moaned in pleasure.

Several times she pulled the dildo completely out, watching,

entranced, as Lannie’s gaping pussy hole remained partially open

for long moments before slowly closing. She rubbed the head of the

dildo, now moist with Lannie’s cunt juices, up and down the soft,

gleaming slit, then pushed it against her hole and thrust in hard,

buying it in a single, long stroke.

Lannie quivered in delight with each new penetration and knelt

there in submissive languor as Susan ran the long length of cock up

and down her pussy in a steady pumping stroke.

Susan pulled it out and pushed Lannie over onto her side, then

rolled her onto her back. Lannie looked up dreamily, spreading her

legs wide as Susan knelt between them. Susan rubbed the head up and

down her daughter’s slit again, as Lannie looked on through slitted

eyes.