I emerged from the fog of slumber into the brightness of a new day, only to find myself in an unfamiliar bed. It was disorienting for a few heartbeats, then the memory of the previous night made itself known — and just like that, I was wide awake in a flash.
Oh my God, oh my GOD… did it really happen? I lay beneath silken sheets in Chrissy’s guest room, my baby daughter Ellie nestled beside me.
I remembered all the details of last night, the events unwinding in my head in vivid color. Our evening had gone from casual conversation to immersing ourselves in a tiny paradise of our own making, my secretive desires finally brought to life in a beautiful way.
It began when my new best friend Chrissy had invited her preteen daughter Mayumi to climb into her lap. When the child obliged, Chrissy shocked me by baring her breasts and offering one to Mayumi, who latched onto a nipple and began to suckle. The sheer intimacy of the act overwhelmed me, but I couldn’t stop watching… and soon enough, I realized that they wanted me to see this.
I’d always felt a powerful attraction to women and girls, but it took a failed marriage to convince me that I was gay. There is a hidden side to my lesbianism, though… for as long as I can recall, I’ve felt sexual arousal for little girls. Even my two-year-old toddler Ellie has been the subject of these secret, forbidden fantasies.
I never shared these feelings with anyone — my friends, my husband, the few women who had shared my bed since the divorce. How had Chrissy known? I still wasn’t sure. Perhaps she’d noticed the longing glances I was giving Mayumi. Maybe as the lover of her own child, she recognized me as a kindred spirit.
Chrissy invited me to come closer, to sit near her and watch, then pulled up Mayumi’s top to expose her bare upper half, inviting me to touch her daughter. I fought the urge, but Chrissy placed my hand on the girl’s body, and I was lost, unable to say no.
Then my friend bared Mayumi’s smooth slit with a gentle tug of her skirt. I stared as the girl’s thighs were revealed to me, inch by lovely inch — bracing myself for a glimpse of her panties, stunned to see that she’d gone without them.
The sight of her childlike sex electrified me, made me hunger for what I shouldn’t want. But Chrissy knew my mind, knew my desire. She began to pleasure her daughter, caressing that sweet pink cleft. Such a lovely sight… I’m not ashamed to admit that I was moved to tears by the sheer beauty of the moment.
Before I knew it, Mayumi was coming, her nipples stiffening to my touch… and I was sharing a passionate lover’s kiss with her mother.
I was in a blissful daze after that… but I do remember Chrissy offering me her glistening fingers. “Would you like to taste my little girl?” she said.
I closed my eyes, parted my lips.
Seconds later, the tart, luscious flavor of Mayumi’s was glowing on my tongue, like the tang of some sweet, exotic fruit. Greedy for more, I captured Chrissy’s hand, refusing to surrender it until I’d sucked her fingers clean.
As my eyes drifted back open, Mayumi was climbing down from Chrissy’s lap, Smoothing her skirt down in a gesture of modesty that only aroused me all the more, she turned to her mother. “Can we take Charlene to bed now, Mommy?”
Without a word, Chrissy rose to her feet, pausing to give me a warm smile before turning to walk away, her heels clicking as she advanced toward the staircase.
Mayumi extended her hand, and I clasped it in mine. “C’mon, Charlene,” she said, “let’s go upstairs and have even more fun!”
My heart thumped wildly as I imagined the pleasures that awaited me in the sanctuary of Chrissy’s bed. With a whispered “Okay,” I allowed the object of my desire to lead me up the stairs — close behind her beautiful mother, whose apple-shaped bottom hypnotized me with each step. But I hungered most of all for Mayumi, whose taste still lingered in my mouth. What would it be like, I wondered, to sample that nectar from its source?
Chrissy led us into her bedroom, which was gorgeously done in hues of peach, accented with touches of black. No doubt I’d have been awed at any other time… but right then, I only had eyes for my beautiful companions.
“Let’s get more comfortable,” Chrissy said, then began to undress. Mayumi, already topless, quickly shucked the red skirt she wore, leaving her nude. The sight of her left me light-headed, but Chrissy was also capturing my attention. She hadn’t bothered to refasten her bra, and it fell open as she wriggled out of her dress, then carelessly cast both garments aside, standing before her daughter and me in blue silk panties that matched the bra.
“Let me, Mommy,” Mayumi cooed, hastening to kneel before her mother. Taking hold of the waistband, she slowly drew the blue panties down to Chrissy’s ankles.
I was enthralled by the sight of my friend’s vulva. Her auburn pubes were trimmed into a neat triangle, the pink flesh of her labia glistening with the evidence of arousal.
Mayumi clearly enjoyed the view as well. Whispering, “I love you so much, Mommy,” she placed a warm, tender kiss on Chrissy’s mound, her lips brushing the reddish-brown curls.
Hand in hand, mother and daughter climbed onto the bed, where they nestled together, smiling at me. “Come on, Charlene,” Mayumi said, “take your clothes off!”
I came to myself with a start… the sight of Chrissy and her little girl undressing had been enough to make me forget to do anything but watch them. Now it was time to bare my own body, and I couldn’t help but feel like a shy, awkward child in the presence of these two beauties. How would they respond to the sight of me in the nude? Would they like what they saw?
It was too late to back out, in any case. I was already barefoot, having left my shoes downstairs. Reaching behind, I took hold of the zip and tugged it down to my waist, then shrugged out of the top half of my black dress to reveal a fiery red lace bra.
“Ooohh… pretty,” Mayumi said, and I gave silent thanks to providence for having decided to wear my sexiest lingerie for this occasion.
Down the dress went as I slipped out of it, moving as sensuously as I dared until I stood before Chrissy and Mayumi in bra and matching red panties. Unhooking the bra, I let my breasts fall free.
Mayumi spoke up, wearing an eager grin. “Can I take off your panties?”
“She loves to do that,” Chrissy said with a warm laugh.
“Um… sure!” I replied, quite liking the idea myself.
Practically bouncing over to where I stood, Mayumi knelt before me, grasped the waistband of my panties and slid them down, just the same as she’d done with her mommy. I stepped out.
Then I was nude, fully exposed to this woman and her child, both of whom I loved desperately. My heart raced as I waited for whatever was to happen next.
Holding my sodden underwear in one hand, Mayumi reached out with the other to caress the softness of my belly. Her hand was incredibly warm, I remember that. Then she gazed up at me with those soulful brown eyes and whispered, “You’re beautiful.” She took my hand. “Come play with us.”
I dutifully followed Mayumi as she led me toward the bed. We climbed on and arranged ourselves, Now the three of us sat in a triangle formation, swapping glances. What now? I wondered.
Mayumi, bless her, broke the ice. “Charlene,“ she began, bashfully tucking a strand of hair behind one ear, “may I kiss you?”
God, the love I felt for her at that moment… it filled me, made me glow like the dawn sky. “Yes,” I said, trying to keep my voice from quivering. “I’d like that very much.”
Her gaze never leaving mine, the sweet child got on hands and knees, drawing close to me. I shut my eyes, waiting for it.
The first kiss was feather-light — more of a tease, really. Mayumi’s lips barely brushed mine. Still, I could hardly deny the white-hot flash of lust that it churned up inside.
Our mouths met again. This time the kiss lingered… and deepened. Her tongue traced a line across my lower lip. I gasped, startled — and that was when Mayumi kissed me like a passionate lover.
I nearly swooned, but somehow managed to hang onto myself. Without a second thought, I wrapped both arms around the child’s nude body, returning the kiss, my tongue meeting hers.
Then Chrissy’s hands were cupping my breasts from behind, her lips a touch of fire on my neck… but I was too caught up in the delights of little Mayumi to respond to my friend, other than moaning into her daughter’s mouth as she gently sucked my tongue.
Unable to help myself, I allowed my hands to slip down Mayumi’s back until I was cupping that wondrously soft bottom of hers. I longed to caress between those tender globes, to touch the child’s rosebud, but felt too shy to, at least right then.
Finally, I broke our kiss, then both my new lovers began to guide me over to the bed. We climbed on, Chrissy began to fondle my breasts… and just like that, the three of us were making love.
It’s funny — the actual sex I had on that first night with Chrissy and Mayumi is the part I find hardest to describe now. In retrospect, it was like a blissful dream, perceived more than seen, as if in a rearview mirror. A year later, what I mostly recall are impressions. There was the warm, velvet softness of Mayumi’s skin, and the taste of her mouth… the hunger in Chrissy’s eyes as she licked my pussy. I can still hear the little sighs and cries that escaped Mayumi’s lips when I went down on her for the first time, and how they became muffled moans when Chrissy gave her child a lover’s kiss.
The room was filled with the music of fingers exploring pussies, mouths sucking nipples, tongues mingling as we shared passionate kisses. Then there was the rich, intoxicating aroma of female arousal to tickle my nose, coupled with the scents of my new lovers — both so similar, yet intriguingly different. It was a feast for the senses, with so much to savor and enjoy that I couldn’t take it all in.
At one point, I actually cried. It was when little Mayumi got me on all fours, used both hands to spread my bum open, then licked my anus with such tenderness, such devotion… It was love as I’d never known it, a sweet little girl’s way of saying This is how much you mean to me. I was sobbing, tears flowing down my cheeks — and then Chrissy was kissing my tears away.
What a night that was, a sweaty, tangled sex and love fest between two women and a girl I’d never come so hard, or so often, in my life… yet after every new orgasm crashed into me, I craved more. I was in love.
Love? Well, yes. I’d always thought of Chrissy as a friend… but now I knew that I’d been in love with her from the day we met, and had been too timid to admit it to myself. As for Mayumi, I was smitten by her at first sight — but that was a secret passion I dared not admit to anyone, most of all the girl’s mother.
Or so I thought until I was in bed with them both, the three of us completely naked, losing ourselves in the heat of lesbian lovemaking.
Now it was morning, and I was in the guest room bed with my baby girl Ellie, my head filled with memories of the previous night.
I could hear a tiny yawn to the left of me as my baby woke up. She, too, looked confused at the unfamiliar surroundings. But just as I saw her lower lip quiver, she saw me stretched out next to her, and gave me a sleepy smile.
My beautiful little girl. My true unconditional love. My watch was lying on the nightstand, so I picked it up and squinted at the dial, realizing it was time for me to change Ellie. At the tender age of two, my baby girl could get really fussy if I messed up her daily routine of feedings, naps, changes, and playtime.
I reached over to feel her pull up nappy. As the ad says, “I’m a big girl now,” and my baby only really needed nappies at night.
My diaper bag was within reach, and I sat up in bed to unpack Ellie’s fresh nappy, wipes, and ointment. I removed the night nappy, then wiped my baby clean. I opened the bottle of baby formulated skin lotion and squirted some in my hand to warm while holding her little legs up. I paused to study Ellie’s rosy little bumhole and her tiny slit.
Who will she give these treasures to when she comes of age? I wondered. A man… or a woman?
I impatiently shook my head. No. Stop. Don’t think of your child that way. You’re probably still tipsy from last night. And sexed-up, too. Enough of these thoughts!
I slipped my lotioned hand between Ellie’s legs… coating her bare bum, then her inside thighs with the creamy liquid. I’d done this a thousand times. But today, this morning, it felt different.
For one thing, I was applying the lotion much more slowly than usual — more like a massage, really.
I saw myself do this as if in a movie. Someone doing this to someone else. Only it wasn’t. It was me.
This wasn’t sexual, what I was doing to Ellie. Was it?
I continued to watch like a passive witness as my hands lowered her little legs, leaving my baby girl, naked as the day she was born, lying next to me. Only then did it dawn on me I was naked, too. It was obvious that I’d come straight to bed after my night of magic.
Recalling that magic had renewed arousal flowing through me like a surge of electrical current. My body responded. Hummed. My nipples tightened, my sex grew moist, my hands longed to caress.
You have to stop this! It’s the wrong time for these kinds of feelings…
But how could I? Especially after experiencing the most arousing, sensual, and fulfilling night ever. Ever.
My hand, slick with warmed baby lotion, was between my little girl’s legs. Again, it was something I’d done many, many times… but once again, my touch was slow, deliberate. Gently spreading the lotion. Tracing my baby’s tiny cunny, the index finger traveling up her vaginal cleft, applying only the slightest pressure.
Studying my little girl’s face, she seemed so peaceful, so content and accepting… so happy to be touched this way by Mommy, loving it when I love her this way…
STOP.
For the love of God, stop!
I snatched my hand away from between Ellie’s legs. I was crazy. This was crazy. I needed help. I wasn’t acting rationally. Maybe I should get dressed, make my excuses and go home.
Then I felt my little girl’s hand, pawing at the breast nearest to her. My breast. And I noticed I was leaking. From both nipples. My baby looked happy, but also expectant. She saw my breast, she saw the milk, and indicated, wordlessly, that it was time for her to nurse. Another glance at my watch confirmed this.
I got myself in a sitting position and took Ellie into my lap. I cradled her in my arm and, using my free hand, guided my right nipple to her little mouth. She was almost too old for this now. But all the literature says that the longer you nurse, the better it is for the child.
She latched on easily and started to suckle. And as always, the pleasurable feeling of her mouth on my nipple, the expressing of my milk into her hungry, waiting mouth, immediately followed. But now these feelings were stronger than ever, and I knew it was because of last night.
What an incredible experience! I’d had at least three massive orgasms at the hands of Chrissy and Mayumi, and they, too, had been completely satisfied.
Eventually, the love triangle had ended, and Chrissy extracted herself from our embrace to announce that it was time for bed. It had been close to 3 AM. Chrissy took Mayumi by the hand, and the two of them led me down the hallway to the guest bedroom, where my little one lay dozing peacefully.
My new lovers cooed over Ellie, took turns kissing me goodnight, then took their leave. I was not surprised to see them both go into Chrissy’s bedroom and found myself wondering if mother and daughter would share pleasure once more before they went to sleep.
Me, I carefully climbed into bed next to my baby girl, curled up on my side so I could look at my beautiful child. Soon, the combination of wine, the lateness of the hour, and lots of sex, more than I’d ever had in a single evening, had me drifting off… until I’d awakened a few minutes ago.
I felt my pussy tingle. Throb. The memories from last night were so vivid, so real. It had really happened. My secret fantasy had come true: I’d finally made lesbian love to a little girl. The experience had been a revelation, even better than I’d hoped. I was still glowing.
But I was gazing longingly at my naked child, feeling a deeper, darker hunger — a hunger I would never admit to. Whenever I experienced those forbidden stirrings, I’d always tell myself, You don’t really think that. An overactive imagination, that’s your problem. Mommies don’t do such things.
Now, in the hard, clear light of day, my longing had made itself known once more. And like always, I was reduced to pretending that desire didn’t really exist. The sex I’d enjoyed with Mayumi and her mother had only sharpened that craving, made it stronger.
What to do? I had no idea.
The door to my room had never been fully closed, but now I heard some sounds in the hallway, and the door was pushed open just a little bit. Chrissy entered, still completely nude. She smiled at me.
I smiled back, still cradling Ellie to my breast.
“So beautiful,” said Chrissy as she walked in. Mayumi followed, also naked. Chrissy sat herself at the foot of the bed on the right side, while Mayumi took the left.
“Did you sleep well?” asked Chrissy.
“Yes,” I replied. “Better than I have in weeks, actually.”
“No wonder, after the workout you had last night,” said Chrissy, chuckling.
I gazed at her, then at Mayumi, feeling my face grow warm. Earlier, before their entrance, last night consisted of memories. But now, with my new lovers seated at either end of the bed, neither of them wearing a stitch… well, now it felt real. Very real.
Trying not to be obvious about it, I glanced at their bodies. One mature, attractive, curvy, feminine, maternal. One petite, Asian, thin, willowy. Both so intoxicating. So desirable. It made my head spin. God, I already wanted them again.
“She’s precious,” Mayumi whispered at the sight of little Ellie, still nestled in my arm as she lazily drank from my breast.
Drifting over to seat herself next to me, Chrissy carefully tucked a stray strand of my hair behind an ear, then gently kissed my mouth once, twice, three times, then more. These were tender, playful kisses that grew increasingly heated.
My heart was hammering, out of control. For some absurd reason, I remember hoping that these weren’t Chrissy’s best sheets, because it felt like a puddle was forming where I sat.
I felt Chrissy take my left hand, the hand that had brought my breast to Ellie’s lips. She brought it to her face and kissed my fingers. Then she took two fingers into her mouth.
I looked over to where Mayumi sat, at the foot end of the bed, her thumb in her mouth. At that instant, she seemed no more than six years old, maybe seven. She looked so small. So innocent. So nude. I licked my lips at the sight of her nipples, remembering the way they stiffened when I sucked them.
Once she’d moistened my index and middle fingers, Chrissy took them from her mouth, then guided my hand between my legs.
“Touch yourself,” she said. “Let us see.”
My mind was mush, centered on one thing: sex and more sex. I began to finger my pussy, parting my legs wide for Mayumi and Chrissy to see. Masturbating for an enthralled audience with one hand, cuddling baby Ellie to me with the other. I was so keyed up with excitement that I came within seconds.
I was half-expecting that to kick off another round of lovemaking. Instead, Chrissy gave me a brief but affectionate kiss, then Mayumi was standing beside me, asking, “Can I lick your fingers?”
How could I say no? I presented my hand, and Mayumi took those pussy-glazed fingers into her mouth, purring with delight as she sucked them clean. “I love how your pussy tastes,” she said, giving my hand a squeeze, then added, “I love you.”
All I could do was stammer, “I… I love you too!” certain that I was blushing.
Mayumi padded over to join her mommy in the open doorway. “Breakfast will be ready in half an hour,” Chrissy said. “The shower down the hall is free. I left towels for you. Oh, by the way — you’re staying for dinner tonight!” Blowing me a kiss, she made her exit — followed by Mayumi, who planted five or six kisses in her palm, then tossed them my way before taking her leave.
Pausing to flex my achy limbs, I got out of bed. I was feeling a bit unsteady, but my heart was singing at the prospect of another evening with my friend and her little girl.
Later, after a sumptuous breakfast, Chrissy and I stepped out for a while. First, I was in serious need of fresh clothes, especially if I was to be spending the night. Second, Chrissy needed to pick some things for the evening meal. In particular, we needed red wine — for the braised beef she intended to serve, but also because we’d gone through a bottle and a half the night before. Third, to give Mayumi the opportunity to look after my Ellie for a while. You see, Chrissy wanted her daughter to learn how to babysit. “It will be a good learning experience for her,” she told me.
So off we went. Upon arriving at my place, I stripped out of yesterday’s things and into a summery yellow dress I hadn’t worn in ages. Luckily, it still fit me. With a devious twinkle in her eyes, Chrissy dared me to go without wearing anything underneath. “I will if you will,” she said. Reaching beneath her tight black skirt, she tugged her panties down and off, then slipped them into her purse. She hadn’t bothered with a bra.
I was uncertain about going out in public with a dress on and nothing else, but I couldn’t let myself refuse Chrissy’s challenge. So the dress came off, as did my bra and panties — then I wriggled back into the dress.
When I looked in the mirror I knew I was essentially naked. Not really, of course, because my body was covered. But as I’m a bit on the generous side and was still nursing, my breasts jiggled with every move I made, making it transparently clear that I wasn’t wearing a bra. That I’d also done without panties was our little secret, but I still felt self-conscious about going out in public like that.
Needless to say, Chrissy and I were both very turned on by then… but Mayumi, knowing ahead of time that her mother was going to see me undress, had made us promise that we would behave ourselves while we were out. “No hanky-panky,” she’d said, her arms folded. “Not without me.” So I packed a change of clothing for the next day, grabbed an extra diaper for Ellie, and we left for the grocery.
The first thing I felt upon entering the store was the crisp coolness of its interior, a marked contrast to the heat of outdoors. I shivered a little as we came inside. Chrissy seized my hand, picking up a shopping basket with the other. “Let’s get the beef first,” she said.
She kept my hand in hers, and I didn’t dare let go. That basically meant that we were walking around as… well, as a couple. Not yet public about my sexuality, I was confused and shy about being seen as a lesbian. Because that’s clearly how it looked, right? Especially considering the lustful glances Chrissy kept directing toward my bouncing breasts.
She didn’t stop there, either. In fact, Chrissy leaned into me, nuzzled my cheek and softly said, “You look good enough to eat, lover. Right here, in front of everyone. I want to lay you down in the produce, lift that pretty dress and lick you until you come all over my face.”
I turned fifteen shades of red, my pussy instantly grew moist, my nipples hardened and Chrissy laughed at me, pleased by my reaction. A passing elderly couple gave us a friendly nod — thankfully, they hadn’t heard Chrissy’s lewd commentary.
Suddenly, my self-consciousness felt downright silly. Why shouldn’t we be a couple? What was wrong with people thinking that Chrissy was my lover? She was hot!
There’s no point in being nervous about holding hands with a woman, I told myself. After all — these days, it’s okay to be gay. Lesbians can even get married.
That helped me to relax. But it also got me thinking about what it would be like to marry Chrissy, which only fanned the flames of my arousal.
I imagined our wedding night: two brides and one adorable flower girl, the three of us slowly undressing one another. The girl wore a ring that matched ours, a secret ring given to her after the ceremony by her mommies.
Mommies. That lovely thought had me glowing, the possibility of little Mayumi becoming my daughter. And Ellie would be Chrissy’s child, I thought. Of course, we’d raise our children to love each other in a very special way…
Enough! the rational portion of my brain demanded. You’re out in public, where anyone can see. Stop thinking about these things! I knew that if my arousal got any more acute, the evidence would be trickling down my inner thighs.
Chrissy knew her way around the store, and soon enough we had everything she needed. We went through the checkout, exited, then got back into the car.
Just before Chrissy switched on the ignition, she leaned over and kissed me. She cupped my face in both hands, holding me in place so I couldn’t escape. Her tongue danced and darted in my mouth. It was a hungry, lustful kiss that left me lightheaded. I could only respond in kind, my tongue mating with hers.
I was putty in her hands. If Chrissy had decided to take me right there in the parking lot, I would’ve given in, let her have me however she wanted. I’d be in the passenger’s seat, legs spread wide while she went down on me, a gaggle of teenage girls pausing to watch.
Good grief — this woman is turning me into a sex fiend! That didn’t really bother me, though… at least not enough to keep me from sucking Chrissy’s tongue.
She finally broke away. “You make me so goddamn horny,” she panted, then kissed me again, even harder. “Let’s get back to my place. I need to put my lips on your other lips.”
I was dazed, breathing heavily, not knowing whether to laugh, moan or swoon. Chrissy fired up the car, and we drove off.
Minutes later, she pulled the car into her driveway. We grabbed the groceries and brought them inside, Chrissy calling, “We’re home, sweetheart,” as we entered.
Mayumi wasn’t in the family room, nor the kitchen. Setting her bag down, Chrissy frowned. “Where are our kids? Hmmm, Mayumi must be in her room. Here, let me check on her… I’ll be right back.”
I was putting away the groceries as best I could when Chrissy returned. She approached me, finger on her lips, whispering, “Come and see, but be very quiet.”
She led me to her room… and there was Mayumi, sitting on the bed with my little girl in her lap. Ellie was completely bare except for her pull-up Huggies, while Mayumi was still naked, just as she’d been when her mother and I had left for the store. She was teasing my baby’s hair with the soft brush I’d brought with me.
“What an adorable pair,” Chrissy whispered in my ear.
I nodded. Mayumi looked so pretty. So innocent. So desirable. And Ellie was all smiles and coos, loving the attention.
“Sweet baby,” Mayumi murmured, gently brushing Ellie’s very fine shoulder-length brown hair. Ellie tried to paw at the brush and at Mayumi’s hair, a huge smile on her face. “I love you so much,” Mayumi continued, then kissed Ellie’s chubby cheek. Ellie burbled happily. “You smell so nice,” Mayumi said, and began to rain little kisses all over my child’s face, punctuating those kisses with things like, “I’d love to…” kiss… “kiss you…” kiss… “all over…” kiss… “every bit of you…” kiss...
I suddenly noticed that Chrissy and I were holding hands. It felt intimate, satisfying.
Mayumi gently pecked my little two-year-old on the mouth. It made me a little dizzy, watching the girl I was so madly in love with show such affection to the girl I’d given birth to.
“Little babies need drinkies, don’t they?” Mayumi said to Ellie. She cradled my little girl closer to her, gently guiding Ellie’s head to her flat chest.
My heart hammered in my throat. The earth stopped spinning. I was frozen to the spot. Mayumi didn’t notice us watching. She gave my baby a loving smile and softly said,. “Ellie? Can I be your mommy, too?”
It was a good thing that I had Chrissy there to lean against, because I felt certain that my legs were on the verge of giving out. “She’s in love with your little girl, Charlene,” Chrissy whispered in my ear, her breath a sweet caress. “Mayumi loves your baby.”
Ellie’s face was resting against Mayumi’s boyish chest. It was clear that my child wasn’t sure what to do without a breast to latch onto, but she seemed content to nuzzle the older girl’s bare skin. Perhaps she was enchanted by Mayumi’s young girl scent, just as I’d been the night before.
Mayumi was using Ellie’s lips to caress her nipples. “That’s it, little one… drink from your mommy Mayumi,” she breathed. Then she slowly opened her legs, slipped her free hand in between them, and began to gently masturbate, still cradling my baby girl.
“Aren’t they beautiful together?” whispered Chrissy, her warm mouth brushing my neck. She was pressed up against me from behind, fondling my left breast. Her tongue traced a path around the edge of my ear, then she nipped playfully at the earlobe. I never knew that to be a trigger for me, but right then it was. I fought to keep from moaning out loud. The last thing in the world I wanted right then was to startle Mayumi.
“You’re leaking, you know,” Chrissy said.
Stupid me — my first thought was to look down to the floor, thinking that my pussy was dripping on the carpet. The wetness on my inner thighs told me as much. Instead, I noticed big wet spots on the front of my dress, right where my nipples were.
Chrissy reached out to touch my cheek. “Come,” was all that she said. Taking me by the hand, she led me into her bedroom.
Mayumi looked up and smiled, showing not a hint of surprise to catch us watching her masturbate, though she did cease her fingering. Ellie also looked up, nestling contentedly against Mayumi’s chest. She cooed happily at the sight of her mommy.
I felt Chrissy pulling at the dress I was wearing. I dutifully raised my arms, allowing her to undress me. I felt like her child, being prepared for bed by loving hands. And then it clicked. Chrissy was my mommy lover. Now she had three girls to take care of. I liked that idea. Very much. It’s what I wanted. It’s how I felt.
She tugged the dress up and off, then draped it over a nearby chair, leaving me naked. “Now sit,” Chrissy told me in a soothing tone, patting the bed next to Mayumi. “Feed your baby girl.”
Seating myself against the headboard, I reached out for Ellie, and Mayumi carefully deposited her into my arms. My gorgeous girl gazed up at me with adoring eyes as I cradled her to my breast. She latched on, and a dizzying array of feelings flooded my brain.
Love
Lust
Need
Desire
Submission
Not submissive, you understand. Submission. Surrendering myself body and soul to this place and time of love and lust between women and girls. Submission to Chrissy’s world. All I wanted was to be part of it.
Chrissy stripped out of her dress, letting it drop to the carpet. I marveled again at her body, a renewed lust surging through me that was made all the stronger by Ellie’s mouth, gently tugging at my nipple.
Now naked, my mommy lover seated herself next to me. “I can’t begin to tell you what a lovely sight that is, watching you give nourishment to your baby,” she said, then paused. “Charlene… would you like to nurse my daughter, too?”
I glanced at Mayumi — she was gazing up at me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Can I?” she asked me, both hands clasped before her. “Please?”
My head swam. She was so beautiful, so childlike — yet rousing such fierce, desperate desire in me at the same time. There could only be one answer. “Yes,” I said.
Mayumi cuddled into me, drawing close to my right breast. “Let me,” Chrissy said, reaching to assist. She cupped my breast in her hand, then offered it to her little girl. Mayumi sucked my nipple between her lips, and I felt a small but potent orgasm rumble in my groin, then radiate outward through every inch of me. It was exquisite, but left me ravenous for more.
I felt my milk flowing into two warm, tender mouths, each attached to a throbbing nipple. Meanwhile, Chrissy was kissing my cheek, my chin, my lips. She gave me a brief taste of her tongue, then bent to kiss the top of Mayumi’s head.
I noticed movement, and saw that Mayumi was masturbating again, that little hand moving steadily between her parted legs. It was a sight that only added to my pleasure, making it clear to me that nursing from my breast got Mayumi hot. She was really getting into fingering herself, too… though since she was unable to moan out loud with my nipple in her mouth, Mayumi’s pleasure made itself known as humming, and it felt like a vibrator teasing the tip of my breast.
Now Chrissy was placing kisses on Ellie’s face, drawing ever closer to where her baby mouth connected to my nipple. I saw her tongue emerge, watched it engage with my little girl’s lips. She wants to kiss Ellie, I realized. Kiss my child like a lover.
But just when I thought Chrissy was about to do that very thing, she went for my breast instead, kissing all around where my baby girl was suckling.
I was floating on these newly discovered feelings. It was like a dream, but very real. Caught up in Chrissy’s spell, I’d lost all doubts and reservations about what we were doing. I wanted all of it — and more. There was that one last step we had yet to take…
Chrissy smiled as she surveyed the tangle of love and intimacy before her. Little Mayumi sucking my nipple while she masturbated. My baby girl cradled on the other side, also nursing — no longer from hunger, but for that lovely, blissful connection between mother and daughter.
Then there I was, lost in the sensual delights as these two beautiful children pleasured me. My thighs were wide open, my juicy cunt on full display.
Kneeling above us, Chrissy drank it all in. Her eyes were hungry, smoldering with lust. What did she want? What would she do next?
Her hands went to the fastener of Ellie’s Huggies, and she gave it a gentle tug.
Still hypnotized by those eyes, I saw and recognized Chrissy’s desire, a desire I knew all too well, because I shared it. A desire I’d kept well hidden, even from myself.
All I could do was to help remove the last of the barriers that stood between the four of us. I lifted my little girl enough for Chrissy to pull down and discard her diaper. Blissfully content, Ellie nursed on.
Chrissy knelt between my parted thighs to face Ellie, who was cradled in the crook of my arm, her mouth still fastened to my left breast. Her eyes never leaving mine, she rested her hands on Ellie’s legs, then slowly, carefully, spread them apart.
A whimper escaped my throat as Chrissy bent forward and pressed her mouth to my baby girl’s slit in a tender kiss. She paused to sample Ellie’s flavor from her lips, smiled, then began to lick her.
My little girl. My two-year-old. I was witnessing her sexual initiation at the hands of a grown woman.
I’m sure that most parents would have been horrified by this sight. A day or two earlier, I might have felt the same way. But as I watched Chrissy going down on my child, I could only marvel at how beautiful it was.
From the day she’d been born, I’d given Ellie a mother’s love — nurtured her, warmed her with it. Now she was learning a new kind of love, unselfishly given by a woman who had shared this same gift with her own daughter.
For months I’d been struggling with this helpless longing to be closer to my baby girl… to be more than just her mother. I’d hidden from these feelings, fled them. Denied them. Pretended I didn’t really want Ellie that way.
Chrissy had seen through me as if I was made of glass. Not only had she instinctively known that I craved young girls, she also recognized the secret desire that I’d harbored for my own child. She also saw the fear and guilt that I lived with as a result. So this blessed, wonderful woman chose to help me overcome those feelings of shame… and to make my hidden fantasies come true.
First, she showed me that it wasn’t wrong for a mother to love her daughter that way, baring the truth about her incestuous relationship with Mayumi — just as she’d bared the young girl’s body for me to see. Then she had invited me to share in their mutual pleasure, to become part of this blissful connection between parent and child.
Now Chrissy was licking my baby girl, bathing that pretty pink cleft with long, adoring strokes of her tongue. Doing what I’d ached to do, but never had the courage. Letting me know without words that this was good, this was right.
And Ellie loved the special attention she was getting. Oh, it might have been my imagination, but as Chrissy made oral love to my baby girl, I felt certain that her sucking had become more eager. Meanwhile, I noticed that Mayumi had broken away from nursing my other breast and was fondling me instead, caught up in the sight of her mommy between my child’s legs.
Mayumi looked up at me, hesitated, then shyly asked, “Um, Charlene? Can I please lick Ellie too…?”
My heart swelled with love for this amazing young girl. “Yes, Mayumi,” I replied. “Yes, you can.”
Her lips brushed my face. “You will too, won’t you?” she whispered. “You need to make love with her. It’s important.” She kissed my cheek. “Mommy’s always done it to me… long as I can remember. Then after I turned four, I got to do it to her. It’s the best thing ever!”
I turned to Mayumi, my mouth seeking hers, and we shared a gentle but very impassioned tongue kiss. “I will,” was all I could say when we parted.
She nodded approvingly. “Good. Then we can all be lovers.” Mayumi turned back to watch her mother, rolling my nipple between finger and thumb.
I also watched, quickly noticing that Chrissy had tucked a hand between her legs and was masturbating as she used her mouth on my baby daughter. She gave a deep moan like an animal in heat, the sound slightly muffled by Ellie’s vulva.
I heard a tiny cry from Mayumi. Glancing in her direction, I saw that she was also masturbating, frantically working a hand between her thin legs, making wet squelchy sounds.
Aching for a release of my own, I joined in, thrusting two fingers into my slippery vagina. I usually favored a gentle approach when getting myself off, but not then. I wanted it hard, fast and deep.
It didn’t take long. First I heard Mayumi go over the edge. Then I felt Chrissy’s body jerk, a choked scream ripped from her as she came. Seconds later I almost blacked out from my own glorious orgasm.
Did it last thirty minutes? Thirty seconds? It was a moment outside time. All I felt was an overpowering love flowing through me like liquid heat. I felt our souls touch, the four of us linked together for a brief eternity. Yes, Ellie too. Maybe she didn’t have an orgasm of her own, but I’m absolutely convinced that she felt the intensity of ours.
I started to cry. Happy tears. Tears of relief, of letting go. For the first time in what seemed like ages, my soul was at peace.
“I know, I know,” Chrissy murmured — holding me in her strong arms, even as I cradled Ellie in my own. Our mouths drifted together and we kissed, slowly, deeply. She broke away, Mayumi pressed her lips to mine, and we let our tongues mingle. Then Chrissy drew her daughter close to share the kind of kiss mommies weren’t supposed to give their little girls. Finally, we showered Ellie with affection, kissing and nuzzling her until she squealed with laughter, her face shining with delight.
After that, we lay quietly for a long while, four naked lovers snuggled together in the haven of a warm bed.
Only a day ago, I couldn’t have imagined ever experiencing or even knowing about such incredible things. Now, I couldn’t imagine life without them.
The End
Afterword from BabyKeiko:
This brings to an end my second collaboration with JetBoy, and just like last time, it has been great! What I especially like is that JetBoy knows somehow what is in my head when I write. And this is why his edits and additions are always “right”. For those of you who, like me, grew up loving house music, JetBoy is like a master remixer, taking an original song and creating a longer and better version of it. Though in order for the remixer to succeed, there needs to be a good song first… which is my role.
I have another two-part story in progress, soon to be handed over to JetBoy. It may take weeks, months or more, but at some point that will be shared here, too.
Thanks to all of you who cast a vote or left a comment. Writing is a solitary job (even with JetBoy at your side), and the votes and comments and emails are a great motivator to share what is in my head, committing those fantasies into stories I can share with all of you like-minded friends.