Taking Laura Home, Chapter 4

  • Posted on July 20, 2015 at 11:32 am

By hornykate

The next morning was… strange.

We all met for breakfast as usual. Me, my hubby and Lizzie. Hubby was taking a day off work, Lizzie was dressed for school, and I was in my dressing gown. Just a normal family. Oh, apart from the fact that I fucked my twelve year old daughter last night.

I felt no shame. I thought I might. I felt no regret. I thought I might. But no. I felt happy. Lizzie and I were exchanging glances over the cornflakes while hubby read the paper. My cuckolded husband.

I didn’t feel bad. We hadn’t had sex for nearly two years. He was a good man, he just wasn’t interested. So what’s a woman to do? Yeah, I know, having sex with her daughter’s twelve year old friend, and then with her own daughter probably wouldn’t be everyone’s first move. But, to be fair, I didn’t plan any of this.

Hubby folded up his paper and said he was going back to bed for a bit and disappeared upstairs. My heart did a back-flip.

Lizzie came over to me and I automatically let my gown fall open, taking her in my arms and against my naked body. She put her arms around my neck and rested her chin on my head. I slid my hands up her legs, moving above her knee-length white socks and onto the backs of her thighs.

“You okay, honey?” I asked quietly.

“Yes.” she replied, then repeated it several times. “Yes yes yes.”

“Come on,” I said, “you’ve got school. Don’t want your grades slipping.” And with one last longing caress of her perfect ass, I coaxed her on her way.

Me and hubby lived our ‘separate lives’ for the day, him doing his thing, me doing mine. Then later in the afternoon, Lizzie came home with Laura in tow. Straight in, quick ‘hello’ then gone upstairs. The private world of teen girls. Well, preteen. And I felt slightly left out, which was a bit childish of me.

Me and hubby ate our dinners separately, then about 6 o’clock he went out. It was his darts night down at the local club, and I knew he’d be gone for at least three hours.

The girls were still upstairs. What on earth were they doing?

I went to the bottom of the stairs and called for Lizzie. No answer. I could’ve gone up to them, but this feeling of being left out was getting to me a little bit. So I went into the kitchen to fix myself a drink and rummage for some chocolate.

I’d just got myself a rum and Coke when Laura came into the kitchen. She was still in her school uniform.

“Hi Mrs D. What’cha doin’?”

“Just fixing a drink, sweetheart. You two okay up there?”

We chatted for a bit and the conversation turned to our two previous nights.

“Is it right what Lizzie said? That it was all your idea, that you fancied me?” I felt a little embarrassed, asking her this.

“Well, yes and no.” she said. “I did, I mean I do… but it wasn’t my idea. It was Lizzie’s. She’s been goin’ on about it for ages.”

I was shocked. Lizzie’s idea? Last night made much more sense now.

“Wow,” I said, “I never knew.”

“She hid it well.”

“Yes, she sure did.”

“Mrs D? She doesn’t wanna hide it anymore. Come upstairs?”

My legs went weak. I took Laura’s hand. Both our hands were shaking. I followed her upstairs. She was leading me!

We entered Lizzie’s dimly-lit bedroom. My daughter’s bedroom. My God, what was I doing? But it was a little late now for second thoughts.

Lizzie was lying on her bed, on her side. Her school shirt was still on, but she’d removed the skirt and was wearing just a pair of pale blue panties. Yes, she looked gorgeous. Sexy.

And I knew then exactly what I was doing.

Me and Laura sat on the bed, one on either side.

“Hi Mum.” she said. And I just leaned over and kissed her, deeply, my tongue meeting hers. Then I pulled away and kissed Laura in the same way. As if to complete the ritual, Laura then leaned into Lizzie and kissed her.

As they kissed, I ran my hands all over Lizzie’s naked legs, which slowly parted. My fingers traced the line of her slit that was now revealed to me. Her panties were wet. So were mine. I guessed Laura’s were too. I started to slide them off, she lifting her hips to help me. I stroked the light down of her slit, and lay down before my child and gently licked her beautiful cunt as Laura continued to kiss her.

She tasted divine. And she was so wet. Laura broke their kiss and came down to join me, where we took turns licking my daughter, stealing kisses in between licks.

I positioned myself next to Lizzie, head to toe, and she climbed over me so we were in the 69 position. Laura was kneeling at my head and I watched her slide a finger into Lizzie’s ass. I craned my neck and began sucking her finger as it came out, then she removed the digit and I began to lick my daughter’s ass, sliding my tongue inside, tasting her hole.

She moaned and came crying out, “Mummy, Mummy!”

We then lay together, me in the middle as my preteen lovers each sucked a nipple and fingered my cunt to orgasm. Me and Lizzie then licked and sucked Laura’s cunt and ass.

It was the most amazing sex. And I knew it would only get better.


6 Comments on Taking Laura Home, Chapter 4

  1. Cheryl says:

    Mmmm…delicious story!

  2. PoppaBear says:

    I’m sure I read it before. on LL, but I know I enjoyed it more now, here.
    Thank you. Kate, and thank you also to the Terrific Trio for the second chance to enjoy Lizzie and Laura.

  3. Drod says:

    Is that it? Ah, tartar sauce. I could go for more of that. 😉

  4. Myka says:

    Lovely story … say no more 🙂

  5. Mo says:

    It’s great to find such hot stories based on other comments.
    Such a hot story, although as others have said its such a shame there isn’t another chapter.

  6. David says:

    Sad to see this end, but what a lovely sensual short story about mother and daughter love. Great job hornykate. I am going to move on to check out your other stories now. So glad I found these.

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