Two Moms, Chapter 22

  • Posted on February 2, 2019 at 3:07 pm

By Naughty Mommy

The plane banked steeply over a beautiful azure sea dotted with small green islets, then made a sharp descent toward the largest bit of land that could be seen. This was butterfly-shaped Guadeloupe, comprised of two adjoining islands, Grande-Terre and Basse-Terre.

“Is that it?” Jessica asked breathlessly, her hands and face pressed against the window. “Is that where we’re going?”

“It’s where we’re landing,” replied her mother, Karen, from the seat behind the child, “and where we’ll spend our first night. But tomorrow afternoon we’ll take a ferry to one of those smaller islands out there, Terre-de-Haut.”

“It looks pretty,” said Lia, craning her neck and leaning as far as she could. She was next to Jessica but had the aisle seat and was buckled in.

Nora, Lia’s mother, squeezed Karen’s hand. “This is all just so wonderful,” she said softly, “a dream come true.” The women sat side by side. Both wore engagement rings.

Karen smiled warmly at Nora. She wanted to kiss her, and wanted to do much more than that with her fiancée, but they were being cautious. No need to draw undue attention to themselves or cause a stir.

Following a somewhat bumpy landing, the four travelers gathered up their things and waited for the doors to open. Soon they descended a portable stairway and walked across the tarmac along with other passengers to the arrival terminal.

After retrieving their luggage, they found a suitable taxi, a brightly painted but rather beat-up minivan which had to be at least twenty years old. It was large enough, however, to carry all their bags along with the two women and two girls.

A stop-and-go drive taking an hour and a half brought them to Trois-Rivières, a town of less than ten thousand residents located at the southern tip of Basse-Terre. The taxi finally drew up in front of an attractive boutique hotel where the group clambered out.

Although they were happy and excited to be there, everyone was feeling tired as well. It had been quite a long day, beginning with a morning flight to Miami and a two hour layover there, followed by a three and a half hour flight across the Caribbean to Guadeloupe, and finally the ride in the minivan. But at last they had arrived.




We got out of the taxi in front of the place we were staying at, which looked pretty nice to me, and my mom went inside to get us checked in. Right away, these two guys in uniforms, like, doorman uniforms or something, came out and picked up all our bags and carried them in for us. I was super glad, ‘cause that dumb suitcase of mine was heavy.

Me and Jess and her mom followed the doorman guys inside the hotel. My mother came over from the desk. She already had the keys to our rooms. There wasn’t an elevator, so we had to take the stairs up to the second floor. I didn’t really mind that, though, as long as I wasn’t carrying my suitcase.

When we got to our rooms, they showed us inside and my mom told them where to put all the bags. That turned out to be kind of a surprise, since she had them take my stuff and her stuff into the second room, leaving Jessica’s and Karen’s things in that first room.

I waited until she gave the doorman guys some cash as a tip and they’d gone away, then I asked, “You and me are in this room? How come?”

Instead of answering, my mother wrapped her arms around me, giving me a big hug and kissing my cheek. She smiled, looking so happy, and tapped the end of my nose with her finger.

“I’ll tell you later, at dinner, okay? Right now let’s unpack a few things and get freshened up. Are you hungry?”

“Um, yeah, I am.” I definitely was feeling hungry. But I also wondered what was going on.

We took some stuff out of our suitcases. Not everything, since we’d only be there for one night, just whatever we might need. Then we both washed our hands and faces and my mom arranged her hair a little bit and fixed her makeup. In fifteen minutes or so we were ready for dinner. Karen and Jess were ready too, and we all headed downstairs.

The hotel didn’t have its own restaurant, so we went back outside and walked a few blocks. Even though it was December 30th and the sun had already gone down, the air was really warm. I guess that’s how it is when you’re that far south or something.

Before we’d even left on the trip, my mother had warned me and Jessica that we shouldn’t put on any extreme public displays of affection while we were in Guadeloupe, so she and I weren’t holding hands or anything while we walked and neither were our moms.

“We will be their guests,” she’d said to us, “and although gay marriage is legal there, most of the people tend to be kind of formal and conservative. It wouldn’t be polite for us to offend them, all right?”

Of course we said fine, no problem. As long as we could still do whatever we wanted when we were in bed at night, that was all that mattered.

The restaurant we went to was great. It was right on the water and we sat out in the open air on a deck, with the sea just below us. Very very cool.

After we ordered some appetizers and got our drinks — Cokes for us kids, a piña colada for my mom and a lime daiquiri for Karen — they finally told us what was up.

“Now, as you already know,” said my mother, “tomorrow is New Year’s Eve and tomorrow morning is when we will be married.”

She turned and smiled at Karen, who smiled back at her. I noticed they were holding hands, which apparently was okay. Then Karen moved her face in very close to my mom’s. I thought they might kiss, but instead they just sort of nuzzled their noses and giggled.

I liked seeing them be so affectionate with each other and I loved knowing how happy my mother was. It made me feel really good inside, like warm and cozy, but also turned on at the same time. I squirmed in my chair, squeezing my legs together.

Jess reached for my hand under the table and found it. She whispered, “I love you, Lia,” and when I looked at her I saw she was fingering the gold half-heart necklace around her neck.

“I love you too,” I whispered in return.

My mom went on, “The ceremony will take place at 11:00 AM on a private beach someone has found for us. We’re not going to wear fancy dresses or anything, just bikinis, and that’s what we’d like for you girls to wear too. All right?”

Bikinis at a wedding? That seemed different but I liked the idea! Jessica and I both nodded happily.

“After the ceremony, we’ll have a catered luncheon on the beach. And then we’ll need to head back to the hotel to change our clothes, because the ferry for Terre-de-Haut leaves at 3:00.”

This all sounded fine to me, except it still didn’t explain what the deal was with our sleeping arrangements that night, and I was curious. Luckily that was what she talked about next.

“You kids may not know this, but it’s traditional on the day of the wedding for the bride and the groom — or, in this case, the bride and the bride — not to see each other before the ceremony. We won’t go quite that far, but we did decide it might be fun for the two of us to stay apart the night before and to spend that special night, tonight, that is, with our daughters instead.”

Ooh, nice… each room had only one bed, so I’d get to sleep with Mom again. Yay!

Jessica’s mother, Karen, spoke up. “After we’re married, we’ll be a family. And we’ve been talking a lot about what kind of family we want to be. I’m really hoping, and your mother is hoping too, Lia, that we can be especially close, all four of us. Very, very close.”

Oh my god!! Did that mean what I thought it meant? What I hoped it meant?

A pretty waitress brought out two big plates of appetizers and set them on our table. The food looked yummy and I was totally hungry, yet I was also super eager to hear more. Eventually I did, but not right away, because we started eating then and just talked about normal stuff for a while.




Karen licked sweat from her upper lip. The night was pleasantly warm, but that wasn’t the reason she was perspiring. It was the woman’s inner heat, her lust, a strong drive that was impossible to satiate for long.

She’d masturbated one time during each of their flights that day, using the smelly, cramped lavatory on the plane. That wasn’t much fun, but she had to do it. At the hotel before leaving for dinner, she’d quickly rubbed another one off while her daughter watched, which was nice but certainly not enough.

Now as they enjoyed their delicious meal in the lovely setting of a restaurant overlooking the bay, Karen seethed with desire. Her clit throbbed and her pussy was soaked, drenching her panties.

It was all about to happen, her hottest, darkest fantasies on the brink of becoming reality. Soon she could have sex with two beautiful young girls, one of them her own child. And she would be doing this in the company of Nora, her soulmate, a woman she loved deeply, more than she ever thought would be possible to love anyone.

Tears came to her eyes once again. She’d found herself crying a great deal over the previous several weeks, shedding tears of joy each time she thought about how lucky she was. Using a napkin, she dabbed moisture from the corner of her eyes, hoping not to smear her mascara.

“You okay, Mom?” asked Jessica, grinning. The girl knew that everything was all right, but she liked hearing her mother say it.

“Yeah, I’m fine, jus—” Karen had to clear her throat. “I’m fine, just really happy. So happy. Because I love all three of you guys so much.”

The tears flowed, more than she could ever dab away.




It wasn’t until dessert that I heard more about what our moms wanted. Jess and I were eating ice cream and our mothers had mango tarts. My mom didn’t finish all of hers. She just took a couple of bites, then pushed it away and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

Smiling at us, she began, “So, we’re all going to be a family now, like we were saying earlier. And we’re hoping that we can be a very close family, extremely close and loving.”

My eyes must have gone really wide, because my mom nodded and chuckled. “Yes, honey, that means exactly what you think it means.”

Then she got kind of serious as she said, “The thing is, though, it’s entirely up to you, to both of you. If either of you feel uncomfortable getting, well, getting as close as we would like… truly becoming lovers, all four of us, I mean, the mothers and daughters together, then we won’t do it. Because more than anything, we want you girls to be happy.”

Before my mom could go on, Jess piped up, “I want it. I do.”

With a nod, I added, “Uh-huh, me too. That’s what I want.”

“Well, good,” said my mother. “I’m glad to hear it. But you don’t have make a final decision now. Or ever, in fact. You can always change your minds later, okay? And tonight, in bed, we can talk some more about this, each of the moms and the daughters, making sure everyone feels completely ready to take that big step.”




The two women and two girls entered the hotel, climbing the stairs to their second floor rooms.

“All right, goodnight, darling,” Nora said to Karen, taking her face in her hands and kissing her mouth. They were out in the hallway, but no other guests or staff were nearby, so she felt safe doing this much.

Giving her lover one more soft kiss, Nora whispered, “See you in the morning.”

Leaning down a bit, she kissed Jessica’s lips. “Goodnight, beautiful girl.”

Karen gave Lia a warm hug and a lingering kiss on the mouth. “Goodnight, my soon-to-be daughter,” she said to the willowy child.

They parted with a wave, going into their separate rooms and closing the doors behind them.

Nora felt faint. She found it hard to breathe, to get enough oxygen, and could feel her heart thumping in her chest.

This was it. Over the next twenty-four hours, her whole life would dramatically change. She would marry the woman of her dreams in a same-sex ceremony and, if all went as planned, not long after that she would make love not only with her new wife and with her wife’s little girl, but with her own daughter as well.

Inhaling slowly, taking a deep breath while deliberately unclenching her hands, trying to relax as much as possible, she said to Lia, “How about, uh, taking a shower… would you like to do that?”




“So,” said Karen to her daughter, “are you okay with everything? All the things we’re hoping to do? It seems to me like you are.”

“Definitely. It sounds great.”

“Good,” replied the woman as she began shedding her clothes. “We can talk more about it later tonight. But right now, god, I need to come so bad!”

Jessica giggled. She sat on the floor to remove her sandals, then stood up and quickly pushed down her shorts and underwear all at once. Lifting her t-shirt over her head and tossing it aside, she was naked.

“You wanna look at me?” asked the girl. “Or maybe…”

“Yeah, let’s do it that way first,” said Karen. She already had a finger inside her sopping wet pussy, sliding in and out. “I want to look at you and you can touch yourself, okay?”

“Sure.” Jessica hopped onto the bed and sprawled with her legs wide, facing her mother. Parting her labia with her fingers, she said, “Look at my pussy, Mom. Watch how I play with it.”




“How about taking a shower,” Mom asked. “Would you like to do that?”

“You mean, um, together?” That was something we hadn’t done before. Or at least not since I was just a little kid, maybe three or four years old.

“Yes, that’s what I meant. We can wash each other. That might be nice, but we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, it’s, uh, yeah, I’d like that.”

So, we both got undressed and a minute later we were standing under the spray of warm water, side by side. My mother grinned. “You do me first, okay? Then I’ll wash you.”

“Okay.” I was trying my best to act nonchalant, but inside I felt all jumpy and nervous. Was I really about to wash my mom, rubbing my hands all over her naked body, going absolutely everywhere?!

It turned out I didn’t go everywhere. Maybe I could have. She might not have stopped me, but I didn’t have the nerve.

I did wash her boobs, which was nice, and I touched her nipples with my soapy fingers. They felt really hard. She was breathing fast then, like this was exciting her, and I wanted to do even more, but I didn’t. I just ran my fingers around and over her stiff nipples a couple of times, then moved down to wash her belly. I’d already done her arms before I did her chest, and before that, I’d done her back and her bottom and her legs. I even washed the inside of her thighs, sliding my fingers pretty close to her pussy but not quite touching her there.

Anyway, now my hand was on her tummy, moving in little circles, gradually going lower and lower until I was grazing the edge of her pubic hair. My mom doesn’t get it waxed or anything, like Karen does, but keeps it short and neatly trimmed.

She moved her feet apart then, opening her legs a little wider. That seemed kind of like an invitation, except she didn’t say anything and I still wasn’t sure. So after I just lightly scrubbed the top part of her pussy hair, I said, “Um, is that good? Is that enough, or…?”

“Yeah, uh-huh,” she panted. “It’s enough… for now.”

Picking up the bar of soap from the tray where I’d left it, she lathered up her hands and winked at me. “Your turn.”




Karen had already come twice in only the first few minutes as she stood beside the bed, staring at her twelve-year-old daughter’s pussy, watching the child play with herself. When Jessica reached climax, her mother came a third time, and this was the strongest and the wettest yet.

“God, fuck, yeah,” the woman groaned. With her body still shuddering in orgasmic spasms, Karen withdrew her dripping fingers from inside her cunt and brought them her mouth, savoring the taste of her sex.

After they’d both calmed down a bit, she said to Jess, “Let’s get ready for bed, okay?”




Now it was my mother’s soapy hands on my naked body. And wow, I couldn’t believe how exciting that was. She’d touched me before, sort of, like when we were in bed cuddling, but it was never quite like this. Because now there was no doubt that she was trying to arouse me. It was practically like we were having sex!

First she started with my legs, or actually with my feet, washing them both carefully, including my toes. That tickled a bit, but it felt good too. Then she moved slowly up my legs, sliding her sudsy hands along my calves, over my knees, and up the inside of my thighs. She stayed there for what seemed like a long time, gently stroking the sensitive skin on the innermost part of my thighs, right next to my crotch. I don’t know whether or not she could tell, but this was making me so hot! If she hadn’t stopped, I might have come just from having my mom do that.

She kept this up for a few seconds more until finally turning me the other way so she could wash my shoulders and my back. But then, after rubbing the soap around just a little, she pressed her whole body against me, sliding her tits up and down on my back. With her face next to my ear, she whispered, “You’re a very sexy girl, Lia, the prettiest, sexiest, hottest girl I have ever seen.”

As she said this, she moved her hands around to my front and started playing with my nipples. I didn’t actually have boobs yet, of course, so she couldn’t grab them, but she sure knew how to fondle my nipples just the right way and really turn me on.

“God, Mom,” I sighed. “That feels nice.”

She didn’t say anything, just purred in my ear while licking and biting at my neck. This went on for a minute, until suddenly my mother bent me over at the waist and placed her hands on my hips, gripping me tightly. I could feel her pubic hair scratchy against my bottom. She pressed herself in really hard and started humping me. My mom was humping her pussy on my butt, faster and faster!

I actually thought she might come, but she didn’t. She went pretty fast for a while, then slowed down a bit. “Damn, that is so good,” I heard her say as she released her grip, “so good.”

She stood me up straight again and turned me around. Holding my face in her hands, she said, “I’d like to kiss you, Lia. Is that okay?”

“Uh-huh, yeah,” I nodded.

And then, for the first time, my mom gave me a lover’s kiss. Her lips were parted, her tongue inside my mouth. I’d been kissed that way by Jess plenty of times, but never by anyone else — certainly not by my own mother!

I adored it, though. It felt just perfect, like it was cementing our bond, confirming the love we had for each other. We played with each other’s tongues, sort of slurped at one another’s mouths, moaning and sighing.

Finally she pulled away, smiling. “All right, baby girl, shall we go get in bed?”




“So we’re not gonna actually do anything tonight?” Jess asked.

Her mother chuckled, “Well, we can do a lot, all the things we’ve done up till now and maybe more than that.”

The woman and the girl were naked beneath the sheets, lying side by side in the dark, facing one another. They’d brushed their teeth, used the toilet, then turned out the light and slipped into bed together.

“But, um, Nora and I really thought we oughta spend a little time talking about it first,” said Karen. “You know, just to make sure you and I are both cool with it. So, no, we won’t go all the way, not all the way tonight. Not until after the wedding, after we’re married and we’re a family. All right?”

“Yeah, I guess, if that’s what you want,” the child said, before adding with a grin, “except I’m ready now.”

“Goddamn… it makes me so hot when you talk like that.”

Karen brought her mouth to Jessica’s, kissing her daughter wetly while sliding a hand down between her own legs to massage her clit again.




“We can’t do everything, not tonight,” said my mom. “But maybe, if you’re in the mood for it, we might still go a little farther than we have before.”

Her voice sounded heavy, sort of dark and husky. I’d heard it that way a couple of other times and I knew it meant she was totally turned on.

She shifted closer to me in the bed and placed her hand on my cheek. After we’d finished our shower and dried each other off, she’d put some perfume on. She smelled really nice and super sexy. Bringing her lips to mine, we kissed, but with our mouths closed this time. It was a long warm kiss, though, and it felt incredibly good.

“Now,” she said, when the kiss ended, “I promised Karen that you and I would talk tonight, that before doing anything else, we’d be sure each of us is really ready. So, honey, do you have any questions for me? Any concerns? Any, um, reservations?”

I shook my head. “No. I, I mean, I can’t think of anything. I, I — I’m ready.” My voice shook and my body trembled, even as I tried to assure my mother I was certain what we were doing was right. I really wasn’t scared, nothing like that, just extremely excited.

She brought the end of her nose to mine, rubbing gently. “All right, as long as you’re sure,” she whispered.

“I am.”

Mom kissed my lips once again, then said, “You and I have already masturbated together, sometimes watching one another right up close, and we’ve kissed the way lovers do, and we’ve touched each other’s bodies, almost everywhere. I really would like to do more of that tonight, all of it… but there’s… one other thing as well.”

She paused, like she was waiting for something. So I just said, “Okay.”

“What I want, honey, what would mean a great deal to me, is to have you suck my nipples.”




“I’m gonna come! I’m gonna — UNH! UNH! UNH!”

Karen’s slender body quaked as she reached climax again, this time lying in bed next to Jessica, facing her. She had one arm around her daughter, pulling her close, with the other between her own legs, clutching her pussy.

“Goddamn,” she gasped, “oh my god, that feels so good!”

Due to their long day of travel, Karen had fallen well behind in her normal score of orgasms — which sometimes would literally be a score. It wasn’t unusual for the woman to have twenty or more in one day. Now she was busy making up the deficit.

Jess was masturbating too, but although she was a highly sexual child she couldn’t possibly keep up with her mother. Two or three in a few hour’s time would be plenty for her.

Still panting, Karen said, “I… I need… just one more, okay? And then we can talk or… or we’ll do some other things if you want.”

“Okay, but Mom?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Will you kiss me again? With your tongue, I mean? I like that.”

“Mmm, you do?” Karen smiled, licking her lips. “All right, sexy girl. Let’s make out while we play with ourselves.”




I almost couldn’t believe what my mom had just said. She wanted me to suck her nipples!

It was amazing to hear, because I’d been thinking about that a lot lately. There were a whole bunch of other things I wanted to do with her too, of course, but that was near the top of the list. I really loved my mom’s tits. They were perfect, nice and round, just the right size, and with nipples that stuck way out when they got hard. When I masturbated at night, or sometimes when I was making love with Jess, kissing and licking her nipples, I would fantasize about my mother, imagine I was doing that with her, sitting on her lap and holding her boobs, sucking on those beautiful nipples — and now she wanted me to do it in real life!

“Sweetie? Are you okay?”

“Huh? Um, yeah, I was just, you know, thinking about stuff.”

“If you don’t want to do that, I understand. We —”

“No,” I interrupted, “I want to. I really do. I want to a lot.”

“Are you sure?”

“Uh-huh, definitely.”


Mom smiled. She leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the lips, then turned from her side onto her back. Pushing the sheets down to around our waists, she put her hands on her breasts, holding them and massaging them, squeezing the nipples a little bit.

“I’ve been thinking about this for… a very long time,” she told me. “For years, in fact, I’ve fantasized about it, about the two of us together, doing that.”

“Wow, really?”

“Yes, really.”

That was even more amazing. All that time when I wrongly assumed my mother never thought about sex at all, in reality she was fantasizing about me!

“So, are you ready?”

“Uh-huh.” I nodded and scooted closer in the bed. She put one arm around me, stroking my back. My face was right at the level of her chest, my mouth only an inch away from her tit. I licked my lips.

“Go on, baby,” she whispered. “Suck Mommy’s nipple.”




Karen brought herself to two more orgasms while making out with her daughter, and Jessica had one as well. But then she had another idea.

“Let’s try something new, okay?” said the woman. “Something we haven’t done before.”

“Okay, sure.”

“Here, um, sit up beside me and we’ll kind of lean back on the pillows… that’s right, so we can see everything.”

Although the lights were off in their second-floor room, the curtains were open and a nearly full moon provided plenty of illumination.

“Now, you put your other hand here on top of mine… and I’ll put mine on top of yours, like this, so we can feel everything we’re doing, okay?”

“Ooh, yeah, I like that,” Jess nodded eagerly.

They sat shoulder to shoulder, supported by pillows. Karen was to the left and their legs were spread wide, her right leg over her daughter’s left leg. Hands were at their pussies, each rubbing herself but with another hand on top, tracing every movement.

They’d begun immediately, with no hesitation, fingers moving fast, rubbing hard clits, dipping down into gooey furrows, even pushing inside their vaginas. As each hand closely followed the other, mother and daughter weren’t quite masturbating one another but it was very nearly that.




“Yes, yes,” sighed my mom, “that feels so good, little girl.”

I’d sucked on one stiff nipple for a minute or so, and then she shifted me to the second one. Now I was back at the first, except this time she’d taken my hand in hers and placed it over her other breast, asking me to squeeze it and to play with the wet nipple as I continued sucking.

It felt like I was in heaven. My eyes were closed so I could concentrate on how wonderful it all was… that delicious big nipple in my mouth, my hand fondling her boob, Mom petting my hair, whispering how much she loved me… I think I could have stayed that way forever, and in fact it went on for what seemed like hours, easing from one breast to the other, back and forth, sucking and sucking and sucking…

Then I realized I was doing something else too. Not long after we began, I’d lifted one leg over hers, and at some point in there I ended up straddling my mother’s leg, pressing my groin against her knee. And now I was really humping, sliding my bald pussy up and down, more and more quickly. I could tell I was getting close, and I knew I could come like that — that I would come if I didn’t stop.

I sure didn’t want to stop, but should I? I decided to ask. Slowing my feverish motions just a bit, I took my mouth from the breast and looked up at her. “Is it, um, okay… if I…?”

“Yes, of course it is, darling,” she smiled. “It’s just fine. And if you don’t mind, I think I’ll to join you.”

She slid a hand down so she could play with herself. The sheets were all the way off us by now and I watched for a few moments, enjoying the sight of my mom’s fingers moving within her folds.

“Maybe we can both come at the same time,” she said. “That would be nice.”

I didn’t reply, just dropped my face to her tit and resumed sucking as I humped her knee again, harder and harder, loving that jittery, special feeling inside when an orgasm is getting close. It seemed like it wouldn’t take Mom very long either. She was panting and moaning, her body shaking. I thought I could smell her pussy, or maybe it was mine, or both. But it was so great, like I was having sex with my mother. I was humping her, almost ready to come on her — and then I did!




Following a series of stunning orgasms, two for Jessica and at least twice that many for Karen, the pair at last was exhausted. They slumped on the pillows, both breathing heavily. Their hands were joined between one another’s legs, fingers entwined, coated with warm, slippery fluids.

After several minutes’ rest, they drew the sheets up. Mother and daughter shared a sweet goodnight kiss without saying any words, then soon drifted off to sleep.




“I love you, Mom.”

“I love you too, beautiful girl.”

She held me tight and kissed me.

I was completely on top of her now, lying between her legs so our pussies were kissing too, in a way. And that is how I fell asleep that night. I slept with my head resting on her shoulder, a hand holding her breast, and with her legs wide open so I could feel the moist heat of my mom’s pussy against mine.

Did I say heaven? Yes, that’s what it was.

Carry on to Chapter 23!


7 Comments on Two Moms, Chapter 22

  1. sue says:

    Did I say heaven? Yes, that’s what it was.

    Fanfuckingtastic! And it’s not even the honeymoon yet. A totally hot chapter that got us both off a few times.

    We felt like we were there. Great job, Naughty Mommy. This chapter will be reread by us many times.

    Sue & Kim

  2. Jay denton says:

    I agree with sue and Kim. Me and my mum read it together, needless to say we copied what they were doing. I had an amazing orgasm rubbing myself on mum’s leg as I sucked and played with her nipples. We want more. Can’t wait for the honeymoon to start.
    Jay and Anna 💋

  3. Liz Smith says:

    Fantastic! Very erotic. Just as moms and daughters should be.

  4. Euphorsyne,Thalia & Aglia says:

    So good!..absolutely so good!
    each bit was a joy to read…
    our fingers were so busy!
    Loved the bit in the beginning of how Karen kept crying so joyously,
    realizing her fantasies were all coming true!…
    And then was amazed to read that (she) was accustomed to having 20
    or so orgasms a day, OMG! 20 in a day..Mmmm, so good!, absolutely so good!

    Naughty Mommy, you ring our collective bell!

    Can’t hardly wait to read future chapters with those
    boundless possibilities…two moms, two daughters, too much!


  5. cherryco says:

    Loved it! Just keeps getting hotter and hotter. (Ow! burned my fingers.) Ready for Part 23, pretty please!

  6. Tim says:

    Loved it, loved it, loved it!!!
    That really was so very very good NM, and that Karen, needing to cum maybe 20 times a day – wow, just the sort of girl I love hearing about.
    Can’t wait for the wedding and the 4 of them finally together as a happy, and of course, a loving, very very loving, family.
    So good to have you back writing Naughty Mommy, thanks as always!!

  7. Aliciamom says:

    This was wonderful!! I’ve missed your writing so much! I can’t wait for the wedding and honeymoon adventures!

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