Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Louisa May

{ This story was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in January 2005 }

I’m 41, I’ve been a professional actress for almost 20 years; and I recently experienced the most intensely erotic adventure, I suppose you’d call it, I have ever had. Ever. And that’s saying quite a lot, actually, because I’ve been around the block a few times.

And all the names and places have been changed and re-arranged, because I don’t want to get myself or anyone else involved in this… thing, in trouble. Because it would, ultimately, out of the short-sighted, narrow-minded, hypocritical, squeamish… alright, none of that. It is just SO too bad… criminal, really, that something so unbeLIEVably powerful and good and… ohh, what the hell, I had a love affair with an eleven-year-old girl, and I want to remember it forever. So no specifics. But it really happened. So… amazing. If I never touch another human being, the memory of my moments with Julianne Smith, who liked to be called Jules, will provide me with all the company I’ll need.

She’d been cast late, one of the three little girls who comprised the Greek chorus-like group downstage during much of my own scenes. It was a new play in a relatively large midwestern professional theatre, and I won’t reveal the title, either, in case the thing sprouts legs somewhere else and becomes successful. One never knows in this business.

I was the lead, playing the main character at her peak; two other actresses played the same role as a very young, and very old version of the same woman. At first there were two smaller girls perpetually downstage, observers, basically. But the director decided he wanted a triumvirate of preteens, so Julianne Smith was hired. Her mother had worked in the costume shop the year before, and Julianne had appeared in a few of the theatre’s summer musicals, as well as playing Scout in the last fall’s acclaimed production of “To Kill A Mockingbird.”

She had a fierce energy all her own, as well as the capacity for a joy that seemed boundless. I had starred in a few plays there in previous years, and she had seen me in a couple of them. On her first day of rehearsal, I came into the studio to see, written large on the blackboard, her looping note, “The Middle Mrs. Todd (my character’s name) is My GOD!!” I smiled. Wacky girl.

It WAS nice, though, to watch her. So animated, and so pretty; her face and limber limbs in fairly constant and intriguing motion. It took a while, and quite a few angry shouts from the director, to get her to stop gabbing and buckle down. But once she did, she lifted her compatriots’ performances with her own steely concentration. During a break, or while the director spoke to a tech person, I’d catch her looking at me every so often. I’d smile, or wave, and she’d do the same.

Once, during a short break, she sidled up to me, grinned shyly and said, “You are so… Awesome.” And blushed.

Kind of melted a bit of my hard heart, and I told her, “Hey, Scout… you’re pretty awesome yourself.”

To which she blushed even more, grinned hugely, and covered her face with her hands. A Muffled, “Aww, Jeez… thanks.” And peeked at me. I aimed an index finger at her freckled nose, and touched it. She giggled. Break over.

During a good part of my time onstage, even when I wasn’t speaking, the Little Three, as we called them, sat at the foot of the stage, looking up at me (or whomever was speaking–usually me). They were all dressed in a kind of toga-like nightgown, and for the most part, sat there quite ladylike, watching. Except for Miss Smith, who, often, would forget herself, and sit, rapt, her legs apart, panties quite visible. In her attention, she seemed completely unaware of her posture. Indeed, there seemed no scheme to it; she’d flash me at any time, sometimes so openly that it would seem she’d have to be aware.

But I did discover how unaware she really was.

For once we’d opened, and developed our various routine, one of them was Julianne’s ritual of knocking on my dressing room door, and, when I opened it, leaping into my arms, hugging me, kissing both cheeks, and fervently wishing me a ‘good show’. Then, with my tacit permission, she’d sit in my extra chair and watch me finish my makeup and costuming.

And this, I think, was where I first discovered the odd, slightly illicit thrill of dressing, and undressing, before this girl, while we talked about everything under the sun.

And one day, for no other reason I think than that it was a beautiful day, I was feeling a bit randy. And when Jules hugged me, I felt her legs press against me more than usual (she was always toga-ed by then), and smelled her breath by my cheek. And when she looked in my eyes and told me to “Have a Good Show”, I saw how amazingly golden and clear and really gorgeous those big eyes were. I looked longer than usual before responding with my ritual, “And you too, Jules,” and her mouth parted slightly, and she reddened slightly. Then I responded, and she breathed, and jumped down to her chair.

Maybe, too, my extra lewdness came out of the fact that I’d bought a new pair of sexy thong underwear, and actually (child-flasher!) was looking FORward to undressing that evening before the eagle eyes of Miss J.Smith. Perhaps.

Either way, as she began telling me all about her new big plan (she had about 3 a week) to form her own internet theatre company, I listened, and began undressing. First, my shirt, which revealed my new satin bra; then I turned, as usual, and began taking down my pants. I took longer than usual, and as my largish but quite presentable butt cheeks came into view, I heard Jules’ monologue slow, stammer, and ultimately stop. That happened when I bent to remove the pants, and KNEW I’d shown her a glimpse of my bare puss. The thong was so tiny, it was floss between my cheeks, and barely became a piece of substantial material until it reached my pubes on the other side.

So when I stood bent over, taking my sweet time examining my feet, I heard breathing, swallows, then a soft, small voice: “You… you got new underpants, huh?”

I actually stayed where I was and just peeked at her from around my leg.

“Mm-hmm… sale at Victoria’s Secret.” A slight wiggle. “You like ’em?”

Upside down to me, she nodded. “They’re really… nice.”

“Thank you, honey.” I massaged my arch. “Yours are pretty nice, too.”

A pause. “Huh?”

“Your underpants. Yellow with purple hearts?” I stood, turned.

Her mouth hung open, eyes wide. “How… how’d you know that?”

I smiled, tilted my head. “I see all, from where I am onstage.” I touched her nose. “And you don’t!”

She rolled her eyes and blushed from her frilled neck to her golden-banged hairline. “OhmyGOSH!”

I reached for my costume. “It doesn’t matter, no one else can see.”

“But YOU can!” she wailed, dramatically clutching her palms to her face.

I turned, thought. “Umm… yes, I can.” I smiled again and started putting on the robe. “It’s actually nice sometimes, see a little color up there. All this GRAY…”

The PA box intoned. “Five minutes pleae… five minutes to places, five minutes.”

“Ohmygosh, I have to go,” and Julianne scrambled to the door. She turned to me sheepishly. “Sorry.”

“Oh stop, I told you, it’s FINE. I just noticed. You noticed mine.”

She thought about that one. “Okay. See ya. Oh, Mrs. Todd?” She usually called me by my character name.

I turned to her. “Hmm?” And she’d flipped up her toga, revealing those same yellow/purple panties. She wiggled her little bottom, then opened the door and ran out, laughing. I shook my head, feeling a small glowing under my thong.

A few days later, she got me. Since our conversation, Juliannne had become, apparently more aware of her exposure, and I rarely saw even a glimpse of any underthings. I realized I missed it, and chastised myself for telling her.

But that Saturday night, with a full house, she got me. She was enough of a pro to know not to distract me while I spoke, but when the time came that I stood onstage while the action occurred to one side, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a splash of unfamiliar color. I turned slightly, and saw little Julianne, with a slight knowing smile on her face, sitting cross-legged, her toga opened below to reveal panties a vivid pink. I caught her eye and she grinned. I smiled slightly, and felt my innards warm as she slowly, so slowly scooped her toga upwards to more fully unveil the obviously new neon pink panties. It was as if a delectable piece of pink candy had appeared among the gray set pieces. And when the light hit me, I leapt into the part again, renewed.

A light knock on my door at intermission. “Come!”

Her elfin head poked through the door.

I turned. “Wow… you sure got me.”

She smiled. “Did I?”

“You know you did.”

She blushed, seemed to decide something. “Umm… do you have time for me to show you something?”

I put down my water bottle. “What?”

She looked down at her sandals. “It’s a surprise.” She looked back up at me, her big, hazel eyes full of mischief, and… what? Excitement? Fear?

“Sure.”

A gesture of haste. “C’mere.” And I stood and followed her.

She walked quickly down the hallway, then up a flight of back stairs. It was darker here, and she climbed one more flight before stopping me at the landing. “Wait. Close your eyes.” I did so, amused, intrigued. New panties? A home-made fan artwork?

I heard her climb the short set of steps above me, then a rustling.

“Okay. Open.”

I opened my eyes in the half-dark, and saw her sitting on the top step above me. Her legs were open, and her panties, I thought, were different, strangely patterned. I drew closer, and with a melting shock realized that it wasn’t her panties. She wasn’t wearing any.

“Oh, Jules…” She sat there, her lower lip slightly trembling, a small half-smile on her cute face. And what I’d thought was a pattern was actually her bare, hairless little slit, with a wonderfully pendulous little set of labia protruding from her slit like petals.

I drew even closer, to the step right below her. “It’s so dark, it’s kinda hard to see…” Whereupon she opened her slim legs even further, and drew her toga-gown up above her waist. She half-whispered, “I just… I wanted to show you… to give you this…” Her smile was weakening, her resolve tremulous.

“Oh, Jules, honey…” I looked up into her shining eyes. “You are so beautiful, my darling.” And she took a deep, deep breath, and smiled. I held my arms out to her and she stood and embraced me. Her legs wrapped around my waist. She buried her face in my neck.

“Can I touch you, sweetie?” I whispered. She nodded in my neck, and I ran my hand underneath her gown, feeling thewarmtht of her smooth young bottom against my hand. My long fingers glided down her shallow crack, the tips kissing her surprisingly hot little anus. The fingers trailed lower, and she shifted against me, her legs parting around me to get a better purchase, and to open herself for me. A soft sigh from her, as I touched her damp little slit, the so soft petals of those fantastic little pussy lips. They seemed to move slightly, as a snail against my sensitive fingertips.

I leaned and kissed her golden, close-cropped hair, as I sank a finger gently into her seeping slit. A breathy mewing from her, and I felt her kiss my neck. Another finger touched the tiny, pearly nub at the apex of her slick little pocket, and her sigh told me the little clit was hungry for me, so I circled, and circled, and squeezed the lips, and drew my fingers in and out and through the quivering slit.

And she was now working her hips around me, her fresh little bottom squeezing and opening, her lithe thighs rippling against my sides, as she felt the urgent newness of orgasm rise inside her. Her mewing became panting, became a kind of savage moaning, soft, whispering shakily in my ear. I leaned down further and brushed my lips against her her temple, and she brought her flushed face up to mine, and we kissed. And kissed, and I drove my tongue inside her sighing mouth, as she really started coming on my rapidly moving fingers. Her huffs and sighings echoed, rustling, through the stairwell, as she held me tightly, tightly, and had her first orgasm with me fingerfucking her in my arms.

And all this took short, heartwinded minutes, and we kissed, and whispered, and knew we must be still as separate beings in our life, and knew as well we’d find the moments, somehow, to be ours.

Continue on to Chapter 2

By Little Alison

Amy padded out into the kitchen, the thoughts of Lynn’s nocturnal visit still in her active mind.

It was still early and she figured she might be able to sneak into Lynn’s room and repay the favor before her mother got up.

On the kitchen table, written quickly, was a note to Amy from her mother.

Honey, me and your Auntie Lynn went down to the beach to jog for a while. We’ll be back about noon.

Love you, Mom

Whatever, thought Amy. When was the last time mom went jogging? she wondered. She didn’t focus too much on that, as she was still buzzing from thoughts of Lynn between her legs.

As she stood looking into the fridge she could feel her mind wander and her body respond to her thoughts. Her nipples hardened, her pussy was getting moist and she quickly abandoned thoughts of breakfast and decided to have a little fun online.

Back in her room, Amy logged on to her favorite cam site, positioning her cam, and beginning her search. She usually didn’t do a location search, but today decided she wanted to play with someone close by. She tossed her sleep shirt aside and sat in her chair in just her white panties. She typed in the search criteria into the form.

“San Diego Area”

“Female”

“older/younger”

“Cam/w sound only”

“Looking for: Older”

A few moments later, there appeared several options; Amy leaned closer to her screen and stared at the avatar picture of each woman.

“24f seeks same.” No, that’s not right, thought Amy.

“50f couple seeks yf.” Nope again.

“36f/mom for female.” Hmmm, maybe. Amy clicked the name, “Tina” and in a flash Tina appeared on the screen. Or, rather, the tank-topped chest of Tina appeared on the screen. Amy frowned a little. She wanted to see a face, that’s what she was interested in, at least, she thought to herself, initially.

The camera caught Amy from her shoulders up. Her hair was slightly disheveled, despite her brushing efforts, her eyes showed clear and sparkling in the early morning light that streamed in from the bedroom window.

“Hi there.”

“Hi Tina.”

“How are you? You are gorgeous.” Amy blushed a little. She was very pretty, but adored being told that she was.

“Thank you. I wish I could see you.” Amy turned her head slightly, leaning forward as to say “so show me . . .”

Tina moved and the camera shook. Tina came into clear view. Though 36, Tina could pass for late 20’s. Her sandy blonde hair parted in the middle and flowing casually down over her shoulders. Her eyes were a darker brown on the cam. Her nose was as petite and cute as her lips were full and expressive. Her top, which was only partially showing now, was held with spaghetti straps, her olive skin looked warm and inviting. Amy felt her pulse quicken.

“You’re pretty, Tina.”

“Thank you babes. ummm,” Tina looked to her left, “if you hear something in the background, it’s my son. He’s 6 months old now.”

“Okay, that’s cool.”

“Are you really 12?” Tina asked, hesitantly.

“Yes I am,” Amy smiled brightly, knowing she was inordinately cute, “is that what you want?”

Tina stared, eyes attentive, “Yes, I want that, I mean you, I mean. . . .I’m a little flustered. You’re so pretty and I want to see you. . .play with yourself for me.”

“Mmmmm, I want that too. . .” Amy moved the cam to show her from her stomach up, her little breasts so bouncy and perky and topped with delicious looking hard nipples, “do you like how this looks Tina?” Amy loved to ask questions like this.

“Yes,” Tina said, softly, “I like that. My god you’re sexy.”

Amy rubbed her chest, pinching and pulling her nipples, letting little gasps of moans escape as she stared into the camera.

She was so turned on, not just from her own hands, but from being watched. She loved these cam encounters, more so when the woman was older and loved watching.

“Take off your top Tina. Let me see. I like to lick a woman’s nipples. Suck them. Fondle them.”

Tina pulled down her top, straps falling to the side, her breasts now in full view.

Amy clearly saw her dark areolas, with hard nipples. Tina was easily a c cup and her breasts hung naturally. Despite having a child 6 months ago, it was clear she was in good shape. She was curvy, but in the sexiest way, Amy thought.

“Oh Tina,” Amy moaned, teasingly, “what I wouldn’t give to suckle on those.”

“I am still nursing.”

“Even better. Would you let me nurse Tina? Let me nurse and play with your. . .”

“Yes,” interrupted Tina, her hands fondling her own full breasts, eyes closed, breathing heavier now, “I’d love to have you sucking my nipple, milk flowing to you. . .I’d I’d,” she paused, “I’d finger your pussy as you sucked like my own girl. Finger you as you touched me.”

Amy stood up, quickly removing her panties, sitting down with her legs spread. Her smooth tight wet pussy clear to see.

“You like my pussy Tina? I am so wet right now.” Amy was running a finger between her warm slick lips, moving it up and down so Tina could see.

“Oh Amy, I’d love to lick you right now. I’m so ready for you. I’d love to taste your juices on my face.”

Amy began to rub her now hard clit as she stared at her screen. Tina had moved again and was on her back, her legs open and her fingers pushing into her pussy. Amy loved that she had hair and that she could see the wetness glisten on cam.

Amy reached and turned up the sound. She could hear both the sound of Tina moaning as she slowly and eagerly used two fingers in her own soaking pussy, but also of the wetness itself. Amy was close and knew she wanted Tina to see her cum.

“Tina, I want you to lick me till I cum. I want to feel your tongue in me. I want it so bad.” Amy was using both hands, one on her clit, the other with two fingers in her pussy.

“Yes Amy, I want to lick your pussy, to taste all of you, and then kiss you deeply. I want you to taste your own pussy and after you nurse I want to kiss you and taste my milk. Do that for me baby.”

Both Tina and Amy were moaning and playing, fingers flying and camera’s linking the two in their ecstasy. For minutes they uttered barely a word that could be deciphered, just grunts and suggestions of words.

Their bodies were moving, almost in unison, as they moved ever closer to orgasm. Tina saw Amy’s body begin to shake, her stomach tensing, the whole of her torso beginning to lose control.

“Tina I’m going . . .ah, going. . .AHHHHHHHHH” Amy exploded, her fingers moving furiously over her pussy as it was wetter and wetter. Her head moved forward and back, she saw stars and felt the heat rise and flow out of her body. Every bit of tissue was moving and shaking and she felt the waves of orgasm careening in her, back and forth, their intensity barely abating as she tried to settle herself. Her clit was almost too sensitive, and she held her finger with pressure against it.

“Fuuucccckkk” Tina yelled, her own body almost falling out of camera sight. She leaned forward, the telltale expression of beautiful agony upon her face as she came. One hand still pumping fingers in and out of her, the other squeezing her own breast so that, as Amy could see, drops of milk dribbled down her breast and onto her stomach.

Both Amy and Tina sat, looking into their respective cameras, panting, naked, and smiling.

“Amy that was fantastic.” Tina had beads of sweat on her forehead, her hair askew.

“Thank you Tina,” Amy responded, trying hard to be impish. “I came so hard thinking of you licking me. I wish you could.”

“Me too.”

The two were silent for a few moments.

“Is there anything else you really enjoy,” Amy asked, “besides, you know, 12 year old girls.” she giggled.

Tina laughed, sweeping back her hair as she did. “Well, I’m not sure it’s for everyone, you know.”

“Try me. I like a few taboo things.” Amy laughed to herself. Yes, taboo, like having frequent and amazing sex with her own aunt.

Tina looked down, thinking if she really should say what she wanted. Then, with a quick decision, did.

“What I want is a young girl like you… ”

“I like where this is going already.” Amy smiled.

“To be straddling me. I’m laying on my back naked. And the girl, you, have your legs over my hips. I could feel your pussy on my stomach, warm and inviting.”

“Mmmmm, I like it.”

“We kiss and hold each other. You touch my breasts, pinching till I lactate a little.”

“Would love to.”

“Then, I’d want you to. . ” Tina paused, glancing aside, unsure, “I’d. . .are you sure you want to hear?”

“God yes! I’m already fingering myself again! Tell me.”

“Okay… as you kiss me and suck on my nipples I hold you to me, feeling your body as a lover. . .my own young lover and then I’d want you to. . . pee on me.”

Amy was wide eyed. She had only seen it a few times in videos, but it was still, to her, not something that came to mind.

Still and all, she unconsciously increased the pace of her fingering.

“You want me to pee on you, Tina?”

“Yes, I want to feel the warmth cover my stomach, to flow down and between my legs and over my pussy. I want to feel it between my lips as I stare into your eyes.”

Tina had a far away look on her face as she spoke. Amy could tell this was a deeply held desire. Something she really wanted.

“I’d love to feel you spray your milk on me as I did it. would that be ok Tina?”

Tina closed her eyes, biting her lip as she let her mind wander. “Yes Amy. My god I can almost feel it now.”

Amy was staring at the screen and noticed that Tina was located in San Diego.

“Tina, ever heard of the Smithson Mall?” Amy lived 2 blocks from it.

Tina opened her eyes, let them adjust to reality quickly, then answered, “Sure, it’s a few miles from me, why?”

“We have to meet, Tina.” Amy was speaking quickly, “We have to meet today, now. We have to do this. I could be there in about 20 minutes. Tell me you can too.” Amy was almost pleading. Her eyes were wide, her body was alive and restless and her mind was full of images.

“I’m not sure if… ” Tina trailed off a little.

“Please say yes, please,” Amy’s heart was beating faster.

“20 minutes?”

“Quicker if you like.”

Tina looked to her left, contemplating.

“By the Nordstrom’s entrance, I have a dark red range rover. 20 minutes.” Tina reached forward and her camera went off.

Amy smiled a huge smile and ran around her room, looking for something sexy to wear. 20 minutes.

*****

Tania is just too damn perky this early in the morning, thought Lynn as she sat down in Tania’s car. Tania decided they both needed a good run on the beach, so off they both went. Lynn wanted to protest she that she didn’t have enough sleep last night. But telling her sister that she was forgoing sleep last night in favor of ravishing her daughter, well, that wasn’t an option. So now Lynn found herself in shorts, a sweatshirt and a pair of borrowed running shoes.

After parking, Lynn began to stretch, while Tania bounced around next to the car.

“C’mon Lynn, let’s get going.”

“Let me stretch. I haven’t done this in a while. I don’t want to cramp up or tear something or enjoy myself or anything.”

Lynn said with a smile.

“Oh, you worry too much, let’s go.”

Tania set an annoyingly fast pace that Lynn barely kept up with, but having run track in school, she knew what she could and couldn’t do. Lynn wasn’t sure if Tania knew what she was doing. Lynn ran behind her and noticed that her sister, in her skin tight running pants and workout top, actually still had a fantastic figure. Just staring at Tania’s butt as she bounced along the path made the minutes go by a little quicker. So much so that Lynn had to keep looking down to make sure her hard nipples weren’t showing. They weren’t, but the sweatshirt was making her hotter and sweatier.

“Tania,” Lynn spoke breathlessly to her younger, fitter sister, “I think we’re about done, don’t you?”

Tania’s feet pounded to a stop at the edge of the path, where she turned, hands on her hips, ponytail, swaying in the light beach breeze. “Finished eh?” Tania smiled. “Well, I thought we might get a bite and a drink here.” She pointed up a long flight of stairs to a pub at the top of the bluffs. “Race ya.” And off she went, bounding up the steps, two at a time, then one, then walking. Lynn, on the other hand, walked up the whole way.

In the pub, Lynn was in her element. Drinking and talking were her twin forte’s. And girls, though she probably wouldn’t say that out loud too often.

After 4 drinks each, and no food despite their intentions, Tania began to ask Lynn about her and her taste in women.

“How about her?” Tania asked, pointing her glass at a similarly clad runner girl who was at the other end of the bar. “Is that the type you like?”

Lynn smiled. Her sister couldn’t really handle her drink. “I don’t really know her, so I can’t say, Tania. It all depends on the girl. But I do like younger girls, and she’s younger.”

“You should ask her out!”

“No thanks. Let’s have another drink.”

30 minutes later Tania was wobbly legged and Lynn was dialing a cab. “Let’s go home and relax, ok?” Lynn smiled at her sister.

“My leg is cramping Lynn. You gotta help me with this. You used to work on muscles, right? Help me out.”

“Okay, okay, when we get home I’ll work out the cramp. For now just keep it stretched.”

When they got home they read the note Amy left:

Mom and Lynn, I went to the mall with some of the girls for a while. Be back later.

Call me if you need me.

Love you, Amy

“How’s the leg Tania?”

“Killing me.” Tania kicked off her shoes dramatically.

“Fine. Let me change real quick and you lay down for me.”

Lynn walked in her room, smiling to herself that all the stretching saved her muscles and her sister got hurt by not stretching beforehand. She wen to her bathroom, pulled her hair back, took everything off and put on a pair of white cotton shorts and her favorite blue tanktop. She stared at herself in the mirror. Not bad Lynn, not bad at all. She smiled.

Coming out, she stopped at what she saw. Tania was laying face down on Lynn’s bed, naked. Her pale skin standing out even more against the brown comforter. Lynn stared. Tania really did have a great body. She was genuinely surprised.

“So, you want me to do it here, I take it.” Lynn asked, stuntedly.

“Yes Lynn, right here. It’s so relaxing right here.” She moved a little, stretching her arms out in front of her. The muscles in her back moving and undulating under her skin in a satisfactorily sensual way.

Lynn started on Tania’s right calf, kneading and pressing the muscle. There was something so erotic in just the genuine touch, the contrasts of Lynn’s darker skin and Tania’s pale skin and also Tania’s intoxicating perspiration.

Tania cooed and made moans of pleasure and pain, depending on how hard and in what places Lynn rubbed. Lynn, absentmindedly and as if by rote, moved her hands upward, rubbing and kneading Tania’s thighs.

“You’re skin is a little rough. I’m going to get a little lotion to loosen you up.” Lynn wasn’t even fooling herself. She was so turned on by touching her naked, drunk, sexy sister on her bed, that getting lotion was just a handy excuse to explore her even more.”

Lynn walked to her bathroom, found her massage oil.

“I got to hand it to you,” Tania drunkenly said, “second date and you already got me naked on your bed.” She laughed. Lynn felt a twitter of nervousness and excitement in her chest. Did Tania WANT Lynn to fuck her?

As Lynn dribbled the oil onto Tania’s back, time seemed to slow down. As if in slow motion the oil moved over the smooth skin of her sister, some forming a small pool in the small of Tania’s back. Lynn knew the oil felt good, as it was really a oil/lube hybrid that warmed while on the skin. Lynn’s hands spread the oil evenly, slowly, deeply. Making sure from the neck down was getting some attention. Only when she approached her sister’s surprisingly attractive ass did she hesitate.

She had crossed so many other barriers before, what was one more?

She grabbed the oil again, letting a slow stream flow to the top of Tania’s cheeks. Lynn massaged in a fog as she watched a drop of oil make it’s way between Tania’s pale cheeks, moving down and over her tiny puckered ass. Lynn almost gasped as she saw it, she was so overcome by how sexy it all seemed. Tania emitted a low soft moan as the oil found her ass. Lynn noticed her nipples were quite hard as she proceeded to knead Tania’s ass cheeks, her upper thighs and calves.

“Mmmm, that feels good. I’m glad you’re here, Lynn.”

Lynn smiled, so was she. Her hands moved up and down, spreading oil and the fingertips exploring ever so gently. Her hands began to concentrate on Tania’s cheeks, kneading, moving, and separating them with each rub. She could tell by the slight, but unmistakable, upward movement of Tania’s hips that she was an active participant in this exploration.

Lynn’s thumb pressed inward, touching and indeed fondling Tania’s well lubricated ass.

“Ohhh,” Tania softly exclaimed, “oh yessss” she sighed. Lynn rubbed her thumb in circles, letting Tania’s movements enhance the sensation. Then she pressed down, her thumb entering her sister’s ass. Tania let out a moan and whimper.

Lynn moved her thumb in and out as her other hand continued to massage. Deeper and deeper Lynn pressed her thumb, the oil making it so much easier. Within a few moments, Lynn was quickly and purposely ass fucking her sister with her thumb. Tania was backing herself up to Lynn’s hand with each push.

Lynn saw Tania reach under herself and saw her starting to rub her own, by now, very wet pussy. Lynn replaced Tania’s fingers with her own, rubbing in unison with the thumb in Tania’s ass. Tania raised herself up, her torso on the bed still, but her ass in the air and stomach off the bed. Lynn’s fingers easily found Tania’s warm lips and made their way inside her all too willing pussy. Lynn had two fingers in Tania’s pussy and one in her ass. She was tingling with excitement, wanting wishing hoping this was actually happening. Her body ached for this and more.

Tania’s moans began to get louder and louder, filling the bedroom with the near continuous sound of passion and enjoyment.

“uhh, yes, more. . .lord. . .god. . .yes. . .fuck. . .me. . .”

Spurred on by her sisters’ moaning, Lynn increased her movements, even leaning down and applying her tongue to the edges of her sisters’ already stretched ass.

Tania was almost yelling by now, her body responding to every movement of Lynn’s. Her head was thrashing side to side, her chest heaving, her legs quivering and the muscles in her pussy contracting on the fingers that were currently causing such intense feeling.

Suddenly, Tania stiffened and let out a throaty yell, her body flew more than fell forward on the bed, Lynns’ fingers sliding effortlessly out. “Fuuucccckkkkk” she yelled. Tania exploded in orgasm, every muscle in her body twitching and tightening and her head was light from the suddenness of the feeling. Her breathing was deep and fast and the beads of sweat on her body made her glisten in an irresistible way to Lynn.

Lynn’s shirt and shorts were tossed aside quickly and she began fingering herself. Just watching her sister experience wave after wave of orgasm as she lay on the bed had Lynn so turned on, she almost exploded on first touch.

Tania turned, a look in her eyes that Lynn had never seen, and suddenly grabbed Lynn, falling back on the bed and kissing her deeply. The two women kissed as lovers, tongues playing, hot sweaty bodies pressed eagerly together, sharing alcohol fueled passion.

Lynn felt Tania’s hard nipples pressing into her much larger breasts, her fingers grabbing at her body wantonly. Tania snaked her hand between them, finding Lynn’s soaked pussy lips and began to rub slowly, but firmly.

“Is this good? You like this?” Tania asked between kissing.

“Yes. . .yes, keep going.” Lynn responded, her body in complete charge of the situation and her mind on pause. “A little more, yes, that’s it. . .”

When Tania pushed her fingers into Lynn, Lynn threw her head back, cumming loudly and violently. Only Tania’s body on top of her stopped her from bouncing off the bed. Her pussy grabbed Tania’s fingers, trying desperately to hold them in place.

As Lynn came down from her body wracking orgasm, the two sisters kissed and fondled and Lynn pulled Tania to her by her firm ass cheeks. Tania looked with still hazy eyes at Lynn, smiled and laid down next to her. She draped her arm over Lynn’s curvy side and rested her head on Lynn’s arm.

“Whew, I needed that.” was all Tania managed to say, nearly whispering.

Lynn smiled. She both needed and wanted it. And what was more, she had to have it again.

By Little Alison

Amy woke up, still tired. Tired, but with a smile. In the middle of the night she had been gently awoken by Lynn, slowly pulling her panties down Amy’s smooth legs.

“Shhh honey, don’t say a thing, let Mommy Lynn take do everything.” Lynn looked with a wicked smile up at Amy. Amy nodded, goosebumps forming on her legs as Lynn’s fingertips slid up Amy’s inner thighs, gently parting them. Amy was instantly wet. Even the slightest touch from Lynn turned her to putty.

Lynn removed her top quickly, bent down further, and ran her tongue up Amy’s leg, all the while maintaining eye contact with her little lover.

“Oh yes Mommy,” Amy quietly sighed, wanting to stay as quiet as possible, as her mom’s room was right next door. Lynn spread Amy’s legs further apart, exposing her perfect, to Lynn, puffy pussy. Lynn’s fingers slowly, lightly opened Amy’s warm lips, letting the glistening moisture coat her fingertips.

“Mmmm, my perfect pussy. . . my perfect baby girl,” Lynn whispered, looking into the wide expectant eyes of Amy. Amy cooed in response. Her body was trembling as Lynn’s tongue finally touched her warm aching lips.

“Oh!” Amy yelped, uncontrollably, then covering her mouth with her hand, mortified she might have been heard. Lynn carried on, her tongue sliding up and down between Amy’s slick pussy lips. She moved her tongue slowly at first, then quicker, lashing at Amy’s small but hard little clit. Amy was squirming under Lynn’s mouth, her pussy tingling and every touch felt like a fire of pleasure.

Pressing her mouth forward, Lynn surrounded Amy’s pussy with her mouth, slowly drawing her lips in, and having them meet at her clit. Lynn had to put her hands under Amy’s perfect ass to stop her from bouncing around, so excited was she. Amy felt Lynn’s tongue press inside her. She almost yelled. It felt so good, so right, so perfect. This is what she always wanted. What she needed. To Amy, it felt like Lynn’s tongue was a yard long, as it snaked and darted and moved inside her.

The sensations grew stronger. Amy was rubbing her small breasts and pinching her nipples as the avalanche of orgasm was about to be let loose. She could feel her muscles tightening, her head was swimming, her lungs ached to scream out in happiness.

Lynn sensed how close Amy was, moving her tongue to Amy’s clit, flicking at it quickly and with fervor. At the same time, pressing two fingers into Amy’s pussy, spreading her and filling her. Amy’s eyes widened at the new and wonderful sensations. She was about to. . .

“Fuuuuuucckkkkk” Amy managed to squeak out, loud enough for Lynn to hear, but not too loud. Amy’s body thrashed on the bed, involuntarily moving side to side as she felt orgasm after orgasm rip through her body. At no point did Lynn let up, her tongue tasting every drop of Amy’s precious nectar, her desire pushing Amy far beyond the point of control.

Lynn sucked Amy’s clit, pressing her face hard to her niece’s pussy. Amy could only illicit sounds of deep breathing. her senses collapsed by the sexual onslaught.

Her lips coated in juices, Lynn began to kiss her way up Amy’s body. Over her bare mound, licking up her stomach, moving quickly with heavy breathing, kissing and nibbling erect nipples, finally pressing her lips to Amy’s.

Warm heavy kisses passed between the two lovers, eagerness and urgency filled them both. “I love you I love you I love you” Amy said, bareing her soul to Lynn. “I love you too honey,” Lynn smiled, “now go to sleep. Mommy just wanted to taste you before going to bed.”

With that, Lynn got up from the bed, looked down at the sexually disheveled, smiling and panting 12 year old, sheets askew, and blew her a final soft kiss. Amy smiled, happy.

Continue on to Chapter 9

By Little Alison

Lynn helped her incredibly drunk younger sister out of her car and walked her to the door of the house.

They went out for dinner and drinks and then had some drinks and then finished up with even more drinks.

Tania was beyond drunk and though Lynn had nearly as much as Tania, she was still in control. But she remembered how, when they were young, Tania couldn’t hold her alcohol. What was true then stayed true now.

Earlier, amidst the drinks and chit chat, Lynn told Tania she had sworn off men-forever.

Tania laughed, “Oh yeah! Maybe I should do that too. All guys are idiots, starting with my ex and going down.” She laughed loudly.

“Well,” Lynn said, “I decided I wasn’t getting enough out of them to make it worth my while. So now, I do other things.” Lynn was leading Tania onward.

“Other things,” Tania gave her sister a long glassy eyed stare, “What other things? Goats? Rocks? What?”

Lynn laughed a little, looked down at her drink, “Tania, you know I’ve always played around a little,” Lynn was actually proud of how she was acting as if she was shy and quiet and unsure about this, “and since swearing off men, I’ve sorta started being with women.” Lynn looked up, giving Tania her ‘big-soulful-eyes’ look.

Tania gave a brief pause, then smiled, taking a sip of her drink. “You mean you only like girls now?” Lynn laughed inside at the very accurate word “girls.”

“Yeah, I only have sex with girls.”

“Huh. So for you, this,” Tania motioned to the drinks and bar, “is like a date.”

“Look Tania, I just wanted to tell you so that, you know, it isn’t all weird.”

“It’s okay, Lynn. I’m not worried anyway. I don’t put out on the first date. What time is it anyway?”

An hour later Lynn was shepherding her sister inside the house and down the hall.

Amy, her face buried between Cassie’s smooth white thighs, could hear her mother and Lynn enter the house, and both her and her young lover stared at the door, as if their combined concentration could keep it closed.

“You need to get to bed, young lady.” Lynn mocked Tania, who was staggering a great deal.

“This hasn’t been a bad date, ya know,” Tania slurred.

Lynn laughed, “Just get in bed before you pass out in the hallway, lightweight.”

“Fine fine. Where’s my goodnight kiss?” Tania leaned forward, puckering her lips.

“What?”

“First date gets a kiss, now come here.” Tania grabbed Lynn by her curvy waist, pulling her forward. Lynn could feel, in an instant, her nipples harden and her senses heighten.

Tania, her eyes barely open, pressed her lips to Lynn’s. She was sloppy, as will happen after drinking, but Lynn felt softness, warmth, a simple slowness in the kiss. It seemed to last an hour, with even an hint of tongue from Tania. Lynn’s hand moved to her sister’s waist and then. . .

“Okay, baby,” Tania turned to her room laughing, “That’s it on a first date. You’re gonna have to woo me if you want me…” She staggered in her room, closing the door. Lynn could hear her bumping around as she settled in for the night.

Lynn knew that within a few minutes Tania would be passed out in bed. Even in high school, when she drank she would fall into bed and not even an explosion could wake her.

Seeing the light still on in Amy’s room, Lynn knocked softly. She heard sounds of movement and whispering. “Come in.”

Cassie and Amy were in bed, covered by blankets up to their necks and as far apart on Amy’s bed as possible. Lynn smiled at their attempt to hide.

“So, have fun tonight?” Lynn let her finger move up and gently and slowly rub her erect nipple through her blouse.

Amy threw back the covers, exposing her delightful naked body, “oh Mommy Lynn, I’m so glad you’re here.”

She bounded up, moved across the room lightning quick and nearly jumped into Lynn’s arms. They found themselves in a deep passionate kiss and embrace in an instant. Lynn could taste Cassie’s juices on Amy’s lips, her hands sliding down and cupping the 12 year old’s perfectly formed ass cheeks.

Amy, though having spent the whole night playing and fingering and orgasming with Cassie, found herself soaking wet at the slightest caress from Lynn. Cassie watched the scene, amazed and without even thinking, let her hand slide down and gently rub her warm hairless pussy lips.

Amy’s little arms were wrapped around Lynn’s neck and she raised her legs, wrapping them around Lynn’s generous curves. Lynn could feel the wetness of Amy’s young pussy pressed against her blouse.

“You always make Mommy so happy baby.” Lynn cooed.

“Mommy, we have been having so much fun,” Amy said, nodding her head toward Cassie, “wanna see what we did?”

Lynn gave Amy a wry smile, nodding yes.

Amy moved to Cassie, kissing her gently, softly and letting her hand caress th4e upper thigh of her younger friend. “Cassie, this is my lover, MommyLynn. She’s just so, so. . .” Amy smiled wide, her hand moving slowly over her own tight stomach, “perfect.”

“Nice to see Amy has such a luscious little friend Cassie.” Lynn walked to the bed, unbuttoning her top, exposing her full breasts and achingly hard nipples.

“Thank you Lynn, I didn’t know Amy was.. .had an older. . .”

“Call me Mommy if you like Cassie. I like being Amy’s loving mommy, and would love to be able to be your mommy.” Amy went to her computer as Lynn bent toward Cassie, slowly moving in to kiss the 10 year old.

“Okay, Mommy,” Cassie sighed, moving forward and pressing her full lips to Lynn, who kissed with both a gentleness and ferocity that make Cassie feel comfortable and highly aroused. Lynn’s hand moved instincitvely between Cassies thighs and Cassie leaned back, her legs opening for her new lover.

Amy turned from the computer to see Lynn’s fingers sliding between Cassie’s smooth little girl pussy lips. Cassie’s legs were spread wide now, her tongue playing with Lynn’s as they pressed their mouths and bodies together.

Amy started to play the video she had taken of her and Cassie playing, but was imminintly more interested in Lynn’s finger, which was just then pressing into Cassie’s tight hairless pussy. Cassie moaned out loud as Lynn pressed her finger slowly, ever deeper, into her lovely body.

As she moaned and sighed at the new and fabulous sensations, Lynn licked down her chest, her tongue darting over the 10 year old’s nipples, teasing, sucking, biting.

Lynn looked into the face of the vixen she was fingering and smiled her wicked smile, adoring the life she was leading and happy she was able to indulge her most passionate and depraved desires. Then she felt the zipper on her skirt slide down, and the thin fabric fall to her feet with the slight crackle of static electricity.

Amy ran her hands up and down Lynn’s thighs and ass. She let her tongue slowly explore her mommy-lovers cheeks. And as Lynn was absorbed in bringing Cassie to orgasm, Amy pressed Lynn’s cheeks apart and began to lick her lover. Amy was in heaven pleasuring Lynn, who let out a short gasp at the initial tongueing, and then sympathetic moans as Amy’s tongue licked and teased it’s way from Lynn’s puckered ass, to her dripping and wanting pussy.

Amy pressed her face forward and hard, tasting every bit she could. Lynn, for her part, arched her back even more, giving Amy a better angle to lick her soaking pussy. Amy rubbed Lynn’s ass, her tiny finger teasing, as she pushed her tongue into Lynn’s willing pussy.

Cassie was moaning loud, her eyes closed, her stomach muscles taut and tense as her body was unable to control the intense feelings that were emanating from her pussy and brain. Lynn worked her way down to Cassie’s pussy, licking over he hairless mound and flicking her tongue quickly and eagerly over her tiny hard clit.

Cassie exploded. Her pussy gripped Lynn’s finger as her body thrashed uncontrollably on the bed. Lynn withdrew her finger and instead licked up the wetness as fast as she could, savoring the juices of this young girl. AS she did so, she pressed her slick finger to Cassie’s mouth, letting her taste her own pussy juices. Cassie sucked Lynn’s finger quite well, still moaning and convulsing. Her body was electric and she felt she had, after sucking her own juices, become what she had always wanted to be, a girl with no limitations.

Lynn’s eyes were beginning to glaze over just a bit. Amy was licking furiously and the surge of sensations moving through Lynn’s body were increasing with intensity. She knew she would be cumming quickly. Knowing this, she turned from the drained Cassie and looked back behind her, “put your finger in” she said, softly, to Amy. With that, Amy pressed her finger into Lynn’s puckered ass, making Lynn tilt her head back and moan loudly.

Amy was proud of herself for making her mommy moan so much, but she wanted more. She wanted to make her cum with a crashing orgasm. She pumped Lynn’s ass with her finger, added a second and pumped more. Her tongue licked more and more and found the perfect spot on Lynn’s clit that made Lynn’s muscle spasm in anticipation.

“Oh fuck Amy,” Lynn was moaning loudly, “just like that, make Mommy come. . .make your mommy come like a good little lover. Make Mommy. . .” She never finished the sentence before she hit her wall. Her body jumped and her legs buckled. She was squeezing Amy’s fingers as her hips moved and juices spread over her pussy, Amy’s tongue, her own thighs.

“Fuuuccckkkkk honey. . . ” she managed to squeak out as Amy slowed her licking. Lynn collapsed on the bed. The combination of alcohol and the intensity of the sex had drained her body and she became a limp entity.

She rolled onto her back, panting heavily, motioning to Amy.

“Come here baby, come to Mommy.”

Amy dutifully came, kissing her lover passionately and then softly suckling the erect nipples on Lynn’s full breasts.

“I’m so glad I finally got to taste you Mommy,” Amy enthused, her fingers lazily drawing circles on Lynn’s stomach.

“Me too baby,” Lynn replied, “and I’m glad your friend Cassie could make it too.”

“I love you Mommy,” Amy said dreamily.

“I love you too honey,” Lynn responded. Her heart racing and mind ablaze. She surely DID love Amy. She loved everything about her, especially her age. Lynn smiled, marveling at the beautiful reality of having a 12-year-old girl for her lover.

Continue on to Chapter 8

By Little Alison

Amy got dressed and padded back down the hallway to her own room, and Lynn just finished putting some clothes on when Tania pulled in the driveway.

“I need a drink,” Tania announced when she opened the door, seeing Lynn, “let’s go out and have some fun, okay?”

Lynn smiled, still tasting Amy on her lips, “Sure, but, what about Jess?”

“She can have a friend over…” Tania walked past Lynn to Amy’s room. “Honey, me and your aunt are going to go out for a bit, do you want to have one of your friends come over for a sleepover?”

Amy, staring at the TV but not really watching turned around, “I guess so. I could call Cassie.”

“Oh good, Cassie’s mom is nice.”

Calls were made and before long Cassie arrived, Lynn and Tania were out the door and Amy had devised a plan that promised to make her evening a lot of fun.

Before Cassie arrived, Amy positioned her webcam toward her bed, set it to record and turned the monitor off. She also retrieved a ‘special’ video she had on a flash drive, and plugged it into a slot on her TV. She was quite pleased with herself.

*****

Cassie was two years younger than Amy, only 10, but with a growth spurt just behind her, she was almost the same height. In fact, the only thing that was significantly different, body wise, was that Cassie’s breasts hadn’t blossomed yet, and were just hints of shapes to come. She had vibrant red hair, offset with pale skin, though not too many freckles. Her eyes had a light and almost sparkly greenness to them and under certain light, they would almost twinkle.

Combined with her ready smile and soft full lips, Cassie had all the makings of a future bombshell. Amy thought she was already there.

The two young girls laughed and giggled and talked about school, moms, TV and Facebook. Then they talked about boys, Amy steering the conversation to kissing. Cassie had practiced kissing before, but was still unsure if she really knew how. Amy, more than eager to help, offered to continue practicing.

“If you want, Cass,” Amy said, sitting crosslegged on her bed, “we could do some practicing here. It IS fun.”

Cassie was a little shy, but excited, Amy could tell. “Sure,” Cassie knelt on the bed in front of Amy, “how do we start?”

“Just close your eyes and relax your lips…” Amy showed her what to do. Cassie did as told and Amy leaned forward, her lips pressing gently, softly, against Cassie’s.

“That’s nice,” Cassie whispered, opening her eyes slightly.

“I like your lips, very sexy.” Amy responded.

The two continued, with Amy kissing with more force and the kissing becoming far more animated. Amy could feel her nipples harden and the familiar tingling between her legs. Amy’s hand moved and was on Cassie’s waist, her palm lightly but firmly feeling her friend.

Cassie was momentarily startled by Amy’s tongue on her lips, but quickly followed suit. Soon the two girls had their tongues playing slowly with each other. Cassie was getting very aroused, but she was unsure that she should be, so despite her little fingers caressing Amy’s forearm, she broke their kiss.

“That was….really nice,” Cassie stuttered, her face flushed.

“You’re a great kisser,” Amy responded, her body warm all over. Cassie blushed, looking down.

Amy grabbed a brush from the table, “Okay, turn around, let me brush your hair.” Cassie smiled and turned, toward the TV and the comptuer.

Amy brushed her friend’s hair and they talked some, though Cassie was a little dreamy, still enjoying the aftereffects of the kissing.

“Oh!” Amy started, “I wanted to show you something I found.” Amy leaned over, grabbing her remote, “you remember Tami, Ali’s friend?” Cassie was looking at her friend.

“Yeah…”

“Well, look what I found!” Amy turned on the TV, accessed the flash drive, and started the video.

The camera, pointing toward a bed, showed Tami, 14 years old, blonde, long legs and convienently, no clothes on. Cassie’s eyes widened. She somewhat knew this older girl, but it was a shock to see her on a webcam totally naked! She’d never really thought about it, but Tami’s body was amazing. Long tanned legs, defined hips, breasts that were, to Cassie’s eyes, nearly perfect. She stared, fascinated by Tami’s small areolas and hard nipples.

“Oh, forgot the sound.” Amy adjusted the volume, turning it up to hear every bit of breathing and sighing.

Tami stared into the camera, her fingers gliding over her firm breasts, then kneading them. “Do you like these?” she asked, “I bet you want them, don’t you?”

Amy continued to brush Cassie’s hair as Cassie sat, motionless, in front of the TV.

Tami moved on the screen, pinching her nipples, sucking a finger with her pink lipsticked lips. She then leaned back, opening her legs and showing her lovely pussy. “Mmmm, yes,” Tami moaned, “I’m so fucking wet for you. Tell me you are too. Tell me you’re as fucking wet as I am. Look at my pussy.” She was encouraging the viewer as she slipped a finger between her wet lips, sliding it up and down.

Cassie started, “Who is she… is it someone…?”

“I don’t know who she was sending this to… it’s so hot though, right?”

“Yeah,” Cassie responded, dreamily.

Amy’s brushing went on, with the tines of the brush catching a little in the sleep shirt Cassie wore. “Cass, take this off,” Amy tugged lightly at the arm of Cassie’s top, “it keeps catching on the brush.”

Without a word, Cassie pulled her thin white top off, showing her smooth bone white body. Amy did the same, so both girls were just in their panties as they watched Tami finger her pussy.

Tami’s moans and encouragements got louder and Amy got bolder. She moved her body right behind Cassie, one breast touching her friend’s back, and her free hand caressing Cassie’s smooth shoulder. She continued to brush Cassie’s hair, a sort of sensual continuum to keep her at ease.

Amy looked over her friend’s shoulder, and saw her little girl nipples nice and hard. Just as she thought they might get. She whispered to her, softly, “God this is so hot, isn’t it?” Her hand sliding around and fingertips lightly touching Cassie’s nipples.
Cassie drew in a deep breath, “Oh yes…”she sighed, both as an answer to the question and as an auditory response to Amy’s touch.

“She’s so wet. Do you get that wet Cass?”

“Yes… I’m like that now.”

Amy’s lips were pressed to Cassie’s ear, “Look at her fingers…do you do that?”
Cassie moved her head up and down, never taking her eyes off the screen, “Y-y-yeah, sometimes, but… she’s amazing.”

“Let me see.” Amy moved around and looked and saw a small spot of wetness on Cassie’s panties. Cassie, wide eyed, opened her legs and noticed a larger spot of wetness on Amy’s.

“We should take these off.” Amy slid her panties down and off, Cassie following her lead.

Moving back behind Cassie, Amy pressed her bare chest against Cassie’s back, wrapping an arm around front and letting her fingers slide down between her legs.

Tami was pushing two fingers into her pussy on the screen and moaning loudly when Amy’s finger finally touched Cassie’s wet bare pussy lips.

“Oh, that feels good,” Cassie said, her body trembling slightly. Amy’s finger spread Cassie’s wetness, her fingertip finding and teasing the tiny hard clit of her friend.

Amy kissed Cassie’s ear, moved down to her neck, letting her tongue lick the pale warm skin. Cassie was breathing much deeper and was almost panting. She’d never had anyone else touch her before, and now she was almost shaking with new feelings.

“Don’t stop,” Cassie sighed, “oh God, yes.” Her breathing was labored, her eyes closed, her head leaning back, mouth open in ecstasy. Amy hand one hand between Cassie’s thin inviting thighs and the other caressing her barely-there breasts. Amy looked at her computer camera and smiled.

All of a sudden, Cassie jerked, her hips moved, her entire body seemingly moving in all directions at once and she emitted at loud guttural noise. “Oh Gooooooddd!” she managed to blurt, her head dropping forward and hair dangling over her face as her orgasm took control of her body.

Amy kept her fingers on Cassie’s pussy as she came, the wetness coating Amy’s fingers. Cassie turned her face to Amy, breathing hard, eyes slightly glazed as she stared in both amazement and gratitude toward Amy.

“Oh my God, Amy,” Cassie breathed, “that was the best thing ever.”

Amy smiled, and kissed Cassie softly, “You are so sexy when you come, Cassie. I love how you look, sound and…” she moved her fingers to her mouth, “taste.” She made a show of slowly licking the pussy juice from her fingers, watching Cassie’s eyes widen at her friend’s actions.

“Okay, turn around,” Amy prompted her friend, and sit with your legs open, like this.” Amy showed Cassie what to do, exposing her own soaking wet pussy, which Cassie couldn’t help but stare at. Cassie did as told. “Now, I’m going to do this…” Amy put her left leg under Cassie’s right and her right over Cassie’s left. “Now press your pussy to mine. I’ve seen this done, it’s called tribbing.”

Cassie had a confused look on her face but moved her hips closer to Amy’s, watching Amy’s movements and trying to match them. “I don’t see how…” Cassie started to say, then she felt Amy’s soft warm very wet pussy press to hers. The startled ten-year-old let out a small moan.

“Now, just press into me and move your hips a little,” Amy instructed, her own hips rotating and feeling the small charges flow through her body when her clit was pressed, pushed, or pinched slightly by Cassie’s smooth pussy.

Amy and Cassie soon found a rhythmn, moving and pressing to each other, Amy pinching Cassie’s nipples as they both moaned, riding waves of small orgasms, even drowning out the sound of Tami working her pussy with a dildo on the TV.

“Oh fuck, Cassie,” Amy was barely able to focus at this point, her body and mind pure sex, “I’m gonna come, oh God come with me Cass, come on my fucking pussy…”

Amy grabbed her friend, pulled her tight to her and exploded, her juices almost squirting out, soaking Cassie’s already wet sex. Cassie managed to hold off for another ten seconds before pushing her hips forward with such force, Amy had a hard time maintaining contact with that slippery smooth pussy. Both girls moaned loud, able to let themselves go, knowing they didn’t have to be quiet and could just let their minds be free.

Both heavily breathing, Amy leaned forward, kissing Cassie deeply.

They had just shared an experience on such a deep level, Cassie thought, that she would never be the same.

Gazing into each other’s eyes, they smiled.

Continue on to Chapter 7

By Little Alison

Lynn was all packed. One suitcase for clothes, and another for fun things. She smiled to herself, thinking about how this had all come together and how she was on the precipice of such joy.

She sent one last email from MommyLynn to Amybunnie and set off on her two hour drive south.

From: MommyLynn

To: Amybunnie

Honey, I don’t think I can go without you, even if your aunt is there. I think we can still meet. This Mommy needs her little Bunnie. Can you, Amy honey, take a picture of you and your aunt? I want to see what this other Lynn looks like. I hope you are still not wearing any undies after school today. It makes me so wet to think of your lovely little body, just aching to be touched, and just barely hidden under that school skirt.

Love and licks and fingering. . .

MommyLynn

One item Lynn didn’t put in her trunk was her tablet. It was on the passenger’s seat. It contained saved videos of all her and Amy’s conversations, as well as her extensive collection of ‘special’ videos.

Hopping on the freeway, Lynn looked in the mirror and was happy to see that she didn’t look like “MommyLynn” right now. She wanted to look like the old Lynn when she arrived at her sisters’ house. She had her big work glasses on again, her newly blonde hair was pulled back behind her head and in a bun, held with a large and quite ugly scrunchie. She also didn’t put on any makeup, though, as she looked, her skin was still quite nice looking without it. The one thing she did do that was part of the new naughty Lynn, was to wear a low cut summer dress with no bra. She knew that when her nipples got hard, they were easy to see in this dress, which made her all the more excited.

*****

Amy ran home and opened her email. The message from MommyLynn had her bouncing and jittery. She adored her online mommy and wanted to please her any way, at any time. She wasn’t sure how easy it would be to hop on the video chat with her aunt staying, but just the thought of playing with her lover while her aunt was there… she lifted her skirt, and slowly rubbed her fingers over her white cotton panties. Within moments they were soaked through as Amy fantasized about Lynn watching, or better yet, fingering her.

With a quick click, Amy turned on her camera and began recording herself. She watched her body on her computer screen. She saw every bit of detail on her 24-inch LCD screen. She watched her own fingers slide slowly over her wet lips, the slippery liquid of her pussy spreading with each finger movement. She gasped as she watched two fingers push past her puffy lips and into her aching pussy.

“Oh God yes,” she sighed, her head rocking back as the pleasure of her own touch filled her. Leaning back, Amy’s fingers soon found a rhythm and she was moving her hips in time with her hand. Faster and faster she pumped her slick wet fingers in and out of her young pussy. Her breathing quickened, her mind started to get light, she felt the waves of orgasm building, sending out foreshocks of excitement.

“Fuck, oh fuck”, Amy said, louder now. “Yes Mommy, fuck me Mommy oh God MOOOMMMYYYYY!!” With one final and deep push of fingers into herself, Amy was pushed over the edge, her orgasm sweeping through her body instantaneously, the extremities of her body tingling and her muscles twitching as she held her hand tightly to her pulsating pussy. Her heaving chest, hard nipples and perspiration on her forehead told of an orgasm that was pent up for too long. . .  almost a full day!

“Honey… what do you want?” Amy heard her mother coming down the hallway, her hand on the doorknob. Damn, she’s home early, thought Amy. She quickly pulled her skirt down, turned off her screen, opened a book and tried to pretend nothing was happening, despite the overpowering smell of freshly fucked pussy in the room.

“Did you call me, hon?” Tania leaned her head in the door.

“Oh,” Amy was flushed, and so didn’t turn around, “I thought I left my book out there and wanted you to get it for me. But…” she held up the book without turning around, “I found it. Thanks.”

“Remember that your Auntie Lynn will be here this afternoon, so we’re all going to have dinner together. So no going out or spending time on Facebook or playing your games. Okay?”

“Okay, Mom, I’ll be here.” Amy said it with the same lack of enthusiasm that she actually felt. If her aunt wasn’t coming, then she’d have more time with MommyLynn, which is really all she wanted. She glanced down and noticed her computer chair was soaked. She smiled to herself. I love being so naughty for my MommyLynn, she thought.

*****

Lynn was making good time; the freeway was unusually open and she was in a fantastic mood. She clicked on the tablet and, as she drove, relived her video sessions with Amy. She hooked the tablet to her stereo, letting Amy’s moans and exhortations flow through the huge car speakers, surrounding Lynn with the sounds of a young sexy and sensual girl coming over and over again.

Lynn teased and stroked and rubbed her wet clit as the sounds massaged her ears. Quickening her pace, Lynn felt growing warmth in her body. As each car that drove by glanced and saw a flushed and panting Lynn, she rubbed herself faster, opening her legs as wide as her car would allow, and yet still drive safely.

As she approached her final offramp, she had one eye on the road and the other glued to her tablet, watching a video of her Amy coming loudly. Lynn pushed two fingers into her soaking pussy, deep as she could get them, and let her muscles squeeze and contract. As Lynn’s gaze began to blur she felt her legs stiffen, her stomach tighten and every inch of her excited skin tingle as the first of her well-earned orgasms began to flow through her.

The long offramp afforded her a leisurely and satisfying orgasm. Her body was jerking and her nipples hard enough they seemed to hurt in the best way possible. “Oh fuck, Amy… fuck YESS!” Lynn was screaming in her car. She was having a hard time keeping the car in its lane as a final huge rush of orgasm swept through her. Her head snapping up, heart pounding, temperature rising to what had to be at least 500 degrees and her seat drenched with her juices.

As she came down from her series of orgasms, she gazed at her tablet, showing Amy’s sweet sexy face smiling back at her. Breathing heavily, her dress askew and her smile a post-sex smile, she gazed out the window at the bemused looking motorcycle cop next to her. Lynn gave the cop a polite wave and smile, received one in return, and sped off toward her sister’s house.

*****

Lynn’s silver Jetta cruised to a halt in the driveway. She was almost trembling she was so excited, but didn’t want to show it, too much. She even put on a large, ugly, floppy hat, to further disguise herself from the sex-mad vixen she had become and that Amy knew.

Tania greeted her at the door. “Lynn, it’s been so long!” Lynn and Tania hugged, Lynn trying not to press her breasts into her sister. No need to make her think anything.

“I know, sis,” Lynn beamed at her little sister, “I should come down more often to visit. It’s so beautiful down here.”

“Come on inside. Jess is here. You haven’t seen her in ages.” Lynn smiled. Lynn knew Jess as Amy. Sexy, sultry Amy. A girl she wanted, no, needed. She followed Tania into the entry way. Amy stood there, white button-up shirt, her smooth brunette hair pulled lazily off to her left side, just a hint of pale lipstick and her school skirt. She seemed somehow smaller and more slight in person than on webcam. Lynn liked it. Small sexy and just for her.

“Come and see your auntie!” Tania smiled wide and Lynn followed suit, opening her arms wide. Amy gave a slightly pained smile. A smile of convenience. Lynn pulled her to her body, holding her close and purposefully pressing her large full breasts to Amy’s body. Lynn held Amy tight, feeling her nipples press to the dress fabric and against Amy.

“So good to see you again, honey.” Lynn cooed, silently ogling her little niece.

“Good to see you too, Auntie Lynn,” Amy echoed. “Could I take a picture with you on my phone? I want to post it to Facebook.” Lynn was happy that Amy was following MommyLynn’s request.

“Sure, I don’t see why not.” The two moved close together for a selfie. Lynn smiled brightly and, almost unnoticed, pulled her dress tight to her chest. If the picture was just right, she’d surely have her nipples showing. A tingle of excitement quickly burst through Lynn.

“Thanks.” And Amy was off, skipping down the hallway to her room.

*****

Lynn and Tania sat in the kitchen, catching up. All the while, Lynn was trying to figure out exactly how to ‘get’ what she wanted. It was almost 8 PM when the phone rang for Tania.

“Dammit, I have to go in tonight,” she sighed. She was always being called in to the hospital these days, or so it seemed to her.

“It’s okay, Tania,” Lynn chirped, “I’m a little tired anyway. I’ll take care of Jess.” She laughed to herself about saying that.

Tania thanked her, and with a flurry of activity, was out the door and off to work.

Lynn padded down the long corridor to her guest room. She knew Amy was holed up in her room after her shower, probably hoping she’d hop online soon. Opening the laptop she also brought, Lynn soon opened up the video Amy made of herself masturbating for the camera. As she watched, Lynn opened her legs wide, gently moved just the tips of her fingers over her trimmed mound and warm outer lips.

“Mmm, yes baby girl, show Mommy,” Lynn said to herself as she watched Amy masturbate louder and harder. Dipping two fingers past her now-moist pussy lips, Lynn began to slowly pump her pussy, watching Amy edge closer to coming. Lynn loved how passionate Amy was when fingering herself, and how she committed her entire being to the pleasure.

The longer Amy played and louder she got, the more Lynn pumped her own soaking pussy. Fingers pumping in and out while her other hand was squeezing and pinching her extremely hard nipples. The sound of her own wetness squishing as she fingered herself made the passion rise even more for Lynn. Part of her wanted to wait to be with Amy to come, but the rest of her body – the part quivering and shaking and trembling – wanted to explode. Lynn closed her eyes, letting the sounds of Amy’s climax fill her ears.

Wanting to come with Amy, Lynn quickened her pace, two fingers became three as she pumped faster and with more ferocity. She felt the familiar surge of an orgasm pressing the edges of her body, pulsating from her throbbing pussy to every corner of her being.

“Oh fuck yes…” she moaned out loud, as the initial shocks of orgasm swept through her. She used her free hand to rub her clit quickly and to great effect. Leaning back in her chair, Amy moaning on her laptop, and juices coating her pussy and thighs, Lynn rubbed herself harder and harder.

“Yessss Amy… fuck Mommmmyyyyyy,” Lynn was almost yelling as she exploded, her body bucking hard as the tsunami-like waves pummeled her. Lynn breathed heavily, her chest heaving as she held her fingers inside her pussy, keeping them still and letting each jolt of orgasm shoot through her. Lynn twitched and squirmed and tried to catch her breath as the orgasms piled up. She loved coming for and because of Amy so much that she felt she was almost addicted to it, and her.

After several minutes Lynn’s breathing normalized and she was lazily spreading her pussy juices on her still erect nipples and large areolas. She loved how it felt and loved even more how it seemed so naughty and nasty.

She stared at her laptop, signed on her chat and saw Amy.

Hi honey, how’s my Amy tonight? Lynn wanted to run down the hall and take her, but certainly didn’t want to say that just yet.

Hi Mommy! Amy responded, I have been waiting to see if you’d show up. Did you get the picture I sent you? Of me and my aunt?

Yes baby, I got all your pictures. You are very sexy. And your aunt seems to have forgotten to wear a bra. Lynn smiled.

I know! She has real big boobs too! I could feel them. I took the picture then went to my room and masturbated. Is that bad, Mommy?

If it’s bad, baby, then MommyLynn likes you being bad! Lynn was that happy her appearance had Amy masturbating.

Would be better if it were you though, Mommy 🙁

If it were me honey, Lynn typed, I’d spread your little legs and never stop.

mmmmm Mommy! I would LOVE that! I’m already wet Mommy! Can you get on cam? I want you to see me cum. I think my aunt is sleeping, so I won’t be bothered.

Lynn set up the next part of her plan. Maybe, since you like her big boobs, you should go see if she’s awake. Maybe ask her if she has a vibrator you can use. 😉

OMG Mommy! You are so bad! I love it. Do you think it would be OK? She probably doesn’t, but if she does, will you be here to cam with me Mommy?

Amy bunnie, MommyLynn will always be there to cam or come with you.

OK, I’ll be back in a minute.

Amy signed out. Lynn pulled her hair back again, put on her big ugly glasses, a plain print dress and was happy she didn’t look like the sexual dynamo that Amy knew as MommyLynn.

*****

Lynn didn’t have to wait long. She heard soft footsteps outside her door. And a pause. A long pause. Amy was trying to decide if she really wanted to go in or not. Lynn banked on her knocking. Which she did.

“Come in.” Lynn was sitting on the edge of the bed, pretending innocence and feeling her nipples harden.

Amy slowly opened the door, her eyes down. Her hair was a little unkempt, which Lynn found sexy as hell. She was wearing a pink tanktop, and white cotton pajama pants that had little bunnies on them.

“Hi Jess, what can I do for you?”

“Umm, hi Auntie Lynn… I …can I ask you a question?” She lifted her eyes to Lynn as she moved more into the room. Lynn could see how big they were with excitement and caution. They were pools of erotic liquid to Lynn, making her melt just a little inside at their beauty. Damn, she thought, this young girl is gorgeous. Only 12 and absolutely stunning.

“Sure honey, anything.” Lynn patted the bed next to her. Amy sat down.

“I… you know how girls talk and, well, some have sex with boys and… I haven’t!” Amy looked up quickly, as if to emphasize the point, “And some girls, so they can, you know, make themselves feel okay, they have… ummm, y’know, electric… vibrators.”

“Yes, I’m familiar with them.” Lynn was trying to play it cool.

“Oh good, I just wondered, I mean, do you… can you…would it be okay if, if you have one, I could you know, borrow it or something?” Amy’s eyes were as unsure as they were expectant. Lynn could tell she was almost expecting a no.

Lynn feigned an “I don’t know” look. Then leaned back, reached under her pillow, and produced her white vibrator. Amy’s mouth was open in disbelief. “I keep it there for emergencies,” Lynn joked, eliciting a smile and a little laugh from Amy.

“Do you know how to use one, honey?” Lynn handed it to her sexy young niece.

“Yes!” Amy answered, almost too eagerly. “I’ve seen and well, you know, done stuff.”

“Turn it on.” Lynn watched as Amy fiddled with it until it began buzzing. Lynn was becoming quite wet.

Amy smiled and looked at Lynn. “It feels good.” She rubbed the head against her cheek and her arm, testing it. Lynn smiled.

“Test it out a little here hun, I’ll be back in a sec.” Lynn got up and walked to the little bathroom. She moved quickly and with purpose. All the items she needed were laid out for her. She could hear the buzzing from the bedroom, could hear it moving, and could tell Amy was pressing it to some very fun areas.

Lynn slipped into her high heels, looked into the mirror and pronounced herself ready. As she came out of the bathroom, where Amy could now see her, Lynn said it a cool and sexy tone, “So Amybunnie, do you think you can have some fun with that toy that MommyLynn has just given you?”

Amy was stunned. She stared, wide eyed. Lynn was in high heels, her full, yet shapely, legs were clad in thigh high hose, held snug, but not too constricting. Lynn’s full breasts, nipples and luscious areolas on display, were held up by a half cup bra. Black lace presented her breasts forward and the effect was stunning, she thought to herself.

Lynn had her contacts in, vibrant red lipstick, her hair down and swept forward and to her right, just as Amy had seen MommyLynn so many times. Her stomach, though not flat, was tan and, Lynn felt, sultry looking.

She walked slowly, purposefully, toward Amy. Amy still said nothing.

“So, Amy,” Lynn cooed, “do you like how MommyLynn’s breasts look?”

Amy started to talk, stopped, started again, “I don’t… it’s just,” she was blinking quickly, “I don’t think I should… ”

Lynn had a momentary pang of fear. Maybe Amy wasn’t going to go for it. Maybe she was all talk. Maybe Lynn was in trouble. Just these thoughts made Lynn hornier than ever. She began to lightly stroke her nipples.

“This is what you want, isn’t it Amy?”

Amy glanced down for a second, as if trying to figure something out. “Yes.” she whispered.

“What was that, honey?” Lynn knew Amy was hers.

“Yes, MommyLynn,” Amy said louder, looking Lynn directly in the eyes, “I want this so badly, I need it.”

Lynn saw Amy’s little nipples harden.

“Then come here, honey,” Lynn put her hand under a breast, offering it up, “and you can have this.”

Amy moved quickly, standing and pressing her body to Lynn’s. Amy was warm and Lynn was trembling with excitement. Amy’s mouth found Lynn’s breast, her tongue licking the edges of Lynn’s hard nipple, before she sucked it into her mouth, slurping greedily, as if to nurse.

Lynn cradled her head as she felt the jolts of joy emanating from her chest. “That’s it Amy, you know you love Mommy’s breasts. Suck them like a good girl for Mommy.”

As Amy sucked, Lynn reached down, sliding her hand over Amy’s cotton pajamas. They were so soft and smooth and Lynn’s hand slid easily between Amy’s legs. Amy instinctively widened her legs as Lynn began rubbing her niece and feeling nothing but smooth puffy lips under the pj’s.

Amy was sucking harder, her tongue licking Lynn’s hard nipple. She had one hand around and on Lynn’s lower back, and her other was kneading Lynn’s other breast. Lynn was getting dizzy with the flood of feelings.

Lynn could feel Amy’s lips under the fabric, and she rubbed with more accuracy, making Amy jerk involuntarily. After a few moments, Lynn felt the unmistakable feeling of wetness, and not one to give up when the goings good, she pressed her finger, and cotton material, into Amy’s lips, rubbing against her hard little clit.

“Oh oh oh,” Amy sighed and moaned, her eyes closed, the intensity of feeling building in her.

With a swift and decisive movement, Lynn pulled Amy’s cotton pajamas down, letting them fall to her calves. Amy opened her legs as much as she could and still stay standing. Lynn’s hand slid down and over Amy’s smooth, soft mound, slowly caressing Amy’s skin and letting her fingers slide between Amy’s legs to touch her warm wet lips.

Amy shuddered, feeling Lynn’s finger sliding into her, pressing into her well lubricated, yet still tight, pussy. “Oh yes, Mommy,” Amy softly moaned, her eyes closed, body tensing and shaking.

Lynn was in heaven. Amy’s body was reacting just the way she wanted to her touch. With gathering intensity Lynn pushed her finger in and out of Amy’s lovely little pussy.

Amy was close now. Her breathing getting deeper, she stopped sucking Lynn’s nipple and was giving in to the pleasure Lynn was providing. Amy was so wet, Lynn could easily hear the squishing of juices around her finger.

“Yes my Amy bunnie,” Lynn said firmly in a sexy voice, “cum for Mommy. Cum like Mommy’s little slut.” Amy began to moan louder, her heat ramped up by Lynn’s encouragement. Amy opened her eyes wide, “Oh God… oh… FUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!” Amy was close to collapsing, her mouth open, eyes wide, moans filling the room as Lynn pumped her fast and hard.

Lynn bend down, kissing Amy deeply, passionately, as Amy came over and over, her little body barely able to control itself at Lynn’s touch. Lynn loved how the child tasted. She loved Amy’s scent, her warmth, her tongue playing with hers. Despite Amy not touching her at this moment, Lynn could feel mini orgasms swelling up in her.

“Lie on the bed, honey.” Lynn whispered, wanting to taste this gorgeous nymph. Amy tossed aside her pj’s and top, clambered onto the bed, opened her legs wide and stared in bliss at Lynn. Lynn kicked off her heels. They looked fantastic on her, but were not comfortable. Lynn crawled up the bed, palms of her hands sliding slowly up the smooth thin legs of her fantasy come true.

Fingertips elicited soft yet urgent sighs from Amy as Lynn got close enough to Amy’s waiting pussy to breath hot breath on her. “Oh, Mommy,” Amy sighed over and over, in short bursts, “Yes, please yes.”

Lynn looked deep into Amy’s eyes, smiled and pressed her open mouth around Amy’s waiting lips. Lynn felt hips being pressed up to her mouth and kept her hands on Amy’s thighs, not letting her close them even an inch.

Slowly Lynn closed her mouth, dragging her lips over Amy’s skin, finally meeting at her hard little girl clit. Lynn looked again at her lover’s pussy, traces of lipstick smeared on her glistening skin. “Amy, MommyLynn needs this so bad…” With a ferocity she didn’t know she had, Lynn began to lick Amy’s pussy with abandon. Her tongue darted up and down, pressing into the young girl’s flesh and probing her folds. Moving her hips up,m Lynn pressed her tongue deep into Amy’s puckered anus.

“Oh. fuck…” Amy moaned, loudly, her ass never having been played with before.

Lynn moved again, pressed her tongue deep into Amy’s tight pussy, feeling it tighten upon this intruder. With a free finger, Lynn entered Amy’s ass again, giving the girl the glorious sensation of both holes being manipulated.

Amy was lost. Her body moving on it’s own. Shards of orgasm flew about her body. “Fuck Mommy, yes, c-coming… yes, more, oh GOD!”

Lynn sucked Amy’s clit, hard. Amy’s head came up from the bed, eyes closed tight, nipples harder than ever, breathing stopped momentarily. Orgasm after orgasm destroyed her as Lynn tasted the sweet nectar, lapping up every drop from her lover.

As Amy slowly came down from bouncing and thrashing, Lynn lightly kissed her inner thighs, tasting the skin, the juices, the sweat, the passion.

Lynn smiled up at Amy. Amy wearily smiled back.

RING RING

Lynn grabbed her phone. It was Tania.

“Hi, sis, what’s up?” Lynn made a big show of wiping the wetness from her lips for Amy.

“Oh, I just wanted to thank you for taking care of Jess.”

“I’ve taken care of Jess, don’t worry.” Lynn laughed a little.

“Glad to hear it. Well, I’m on my way back home again. Guess they didn’t need me like they thought. See you in a few.”

“Okay, Tania, see you.”

Lynn moved up next to Amy, kissed her softly, but firmly on the lips. The two women, well, one woman and one girl, kissed softly and with emotion, enjoying every small pressing of skin.

“I guess you know your mom’s coming home.”

“But I want to be here.” Amy complained, softly, “I want to taste you.”

Lynn smiled, “Later honey, later. This mommy has so many things to do with you. And we’re going to experience them all.”

Amy beamed. “Okay.” Her smile was radiant.

“Now, off to bed and pretend that I didn’t just fuck your brains out.” Lynn and Amy both laughed.

A quick kiss, and Amy was out the door and to her room.

Continue on to Chapter 6

By Little Alison

Yes, it was work, Lynn thought. Work that would lead to her… fucking her own twelve-year-old niece.

She trembled at that thought. Oh, it was so wrong to fuck a family member, but she wanted Amy so badly. She spent most of her day masturbating furiously over thoughts in her head. Thoughts of Amy spread open and waiting. Thoughts of moans echoing in her ears as she licked Amy’s tight little pussy. She could almost see Amy’s sweet face buried between Lynn’s legs, lapping at her no doubt soaking pussy.

*****

As usual, Amy logged online after getting home from school. She had a message waiting for her.

From: MommyLynn
To: Amybunnie

Amy honey, Mommy misses you so much.

I love how your body looks in your little school girl outfit. Would you like to make Mommy very happy? You know how Mommy loves how naughty you are. Can you take some sexy pictures in your school clothes for Mommy? I’d love to see you flashing your smooth pussy on the bus or in the kitchen with your mother in the background.

Mommy would love to see her little Amybunnie being so naughty.

Love
MommyLynn

As Lynn imagined, the idea not only of taking the pictures, but of doing it FOR Lynn, made Amy instantly excited. She’d never liked her school outfit, but with the idea that MommyLynn wanted to see her be naughty, Amy became very aroused.

Amy slid her light yellow panties down her smooth legs, already feeling warm and sensing wetness beginning to make its way out.

Tossing the panties aside, she grabbed her phone and went out, eager to please her webcam lover.

Lynn was packing for her adventure when her email started pinging with pics from Amy. A smile crept across Lynn’s face. She knew Amy would do whatever she said and that knowledge made Lynn tingle inside.

She finished packing and sat down to go through Amy’s pictures, her clothes tossed aside and legs wide.

The first pics were Amy taking pictures of herself in the bathroom mirror. A little tease, showing some chest. Then the next few had Amy with legs wide open, soft perfect looking pussy exposed and Amy’s finger sliding inside. Lynn began to feel warm, her hand lightly caressing her hardening nipples.

Lynn let a fingertip circle her clit as she clicked pic after pic. Amy at the bus stop. Amy with open legs at the library. Amy with her finger in her pussy while a policeman writes a ticket behind her.

Lynn was close to coming. Amy’s body and her sexual willingness almost had Lynn dizzy.
The last picture sent Lynn over the edge. In the shot, Amy was sitting on the floor of a bedroom, legs wide open, no panties. Next to her was a younger girl, Lynn estimated she was five years old, blonde hair cascading down her side. The younger girl also had no panties, legs wide open. Each girl had pushed a finger into the other girls’ pussy.

Lynn almost gasped, her fingers moving fast on her now very wet lips. Amy was fingering another, even younger, girl! Lynn stared at the screen, focusing on each girl in turn until the wave crests of orgasm could be held back no more.

“Oh, fuck!” Lynn said out loud as she convulsed in her computer chair. Her chest was heaving as she kept pleasuring herself, slower now, but still eliciting sharp electric pangs of pleasure with every slight movement.

After what seemed like hours she saw that Amy had signed on. Quickly they both brought their cams up. Amy was still in her school uniform, white button-up shirt slightly creased.

“Hi Amybunnie. You’ve been both a very good, and very naughty girl.” Lynn smiled a wicked, and she hoped, sexual smile.

“I wanted to please you, Mommy. I’m going crazy, wanting you to take me. I sooo want you to do whatever you want to me.” Amy was unbuttoning her top, her smooth chest coming into view.

“You know Mommy wants that badly, don’t you Amy?” Lynn was letting her fingers glide lightly over her nipples, feeling how they had gotten hard, and showing off for Amy. “If I were there baby, what would you do first?”

Amy’s shirt was tossed away quickly. Her hands were aggressively kneading and pinching her breasts. “Oh mommy, I would lick and touch your big tits… and suck your nipples like I did when I was a baby. I’d love to be your baby girl again, and come with you too.”

Lynn pulled a breast up, bent her head down, her tongue slowly and deliberately snaking out and licking her own hard nipple. “Mmmmm Amy. That feels so good to Mommy. Do you think you could satisfy Mommy?” Lynn was teasing Amy, but was also herself. She really wanted to just lean back and slide a few fingers into herself, but she wanted to build it up for Amy.

“I would do anything you asked, Mommy. Did you like the pictures I sent? I got so hot. I’m so wet, look…”

Amy tilted the cam down, showing her shiny puffy little lips.

“Looks like you could use Mommy’s tongue, Amy.”

“Please Mommy, lick my pussy. Taste me. I’m yours. I want to come on your tongue.”

Amy began to finger herself. Her fingertips slid easily between her lips, moving up and down, finding her clit and moving in quick circles. “Oh Mommy… God this is so good. Fuck!”

Lynn watched as Amy leaned back, eyes closed and moaning, filling her room with the sounds of desire. Lynn followed suit, leaning back and pushing a small white vibrator past her throbbing lips and deep into her muscle twitching pussy.

“Yes, Amy, fuck me baby,” Lynn coooed as she enjoyed the heavier breathing coming from her little lover.

“Mommy, I’m gonna… I’m gonna… ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH!” Amy leaned forward, her breasts just touching her desk, her mouth open in an O, eyes wide as she came. She shook and shuddered and kept looking straight into her cam, letting Lynn witness every delicate moment of her orgasm.

Lynn moved her vibrator, now on high, faster into her pussy. She was so wet the sound filled her ears as she watched Amy. “Amy, that’s so…”

She didn’t finish the sentence as she was overtaken by an orgasm so powerful that it was giving her muscle cramps. She bucked forward, to the side and back again. Holding the vibrator to her clit, Lynn moaned with a staccato repetition, body convulsing at intervals. “God Amy I’m gonna come again… I fuckin’ love this… ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Lynn’s hands went to her chest as she gasped for air, kneading her full breasts as the bolts of physical pleasure surged through her, beginning at her clit and radiating outward, each ripple in her body causing her to skip a breath.

Lynn took a moment before saying anything again. She couldn’t focus. Her muscles were weak. She couldn’t catch her breath. Eventually she looked up to see Amy with two fingers in her mouth, her lips so soft looking, sucking gently on them.

“How does your pussy taste, Amy?” Lynn figured that’s what she was doing.

“Mommy, I wish you could tell. I love it because you love it. I’m yours, Mommy.”

“Maybe tonight we can play some more, baby.” Lynn knew she’d be THERE that night, but wanted to see what Amy would say.

“Oh, Mommy, I don’t know,” she looked down and away, looking dejected. “My aunt is coming to visit, and I’m not sure I’ll be able to get online while she’s here. She’ll be here in a few hours, I think.”

“Too bad she’s not into hot young girls like you.” Lynn smiled.

Amy laughed, flashing a brilliant and infectious smile. “I haven’t seen her in a few years. She’s probably boring, like my mom.”

Like hell I am! Lynn thought.

“Damn, Mom’s home.” Amy grabbed a shirt from the floor. “I’ll see you soon, okay, Mommy?”

“Yes Amy, MommyLynn will see you real soon.”

The webcams went off.

Lynn dressed, grabbed her suitcase, complete with toys, and got in the car. She had a two hour drive ahead of her and a weekend of fun.

Continue on to Chapter 5

By Little Alison

Lynn worried.

She lay in her bed, worrying.

She had just spent quite a bit of time masturbating and coming over and over with what she now knew was her own niece. She had been avoiding the computer all morning, trying to avoid the inevitable thoughts about right and wrong. So here she was, lying naked in her bed. But still, she thought about Amy.

Visions of Amy’s sexy little body, her legs spread, her fingers rubbing her wet pussy until she exploded. Lynn felt her nipples harden and her pussy tingle with excitement at the thoughts. She was aroused by her own niece. And that made her ashamed. And as she lay there being ashamed, she realized she was aroused by being ashamed. And excited.

Conflicting feelings swirled through her. She pinched her nipples and rubbed her breasts and fingered herself furiously, wanting to both let loose and control the demons of her desire. Lynn kept her legs together, but open just enough for her fingers to press ehr hard clit and spread her warm juices. Her breathing quickened as she moved her fingers faster, building upon each successive mountain of sexual
pleasure.

“Oh fuck Amy,” Lynn moaned, first quietly, then louder, “fuck, Amy, oh fuck… so fucking hot, Amy… OH AMY… ahhhhhhhhhh.”

Lynn’s body twitched as if hit by a jolt of electricity. Her legs clamped together hard, both stopping her hand from moving on her pussy, and also pressing it tight to her drenched lips. Lynn smiled. Though she wasn’t sure it was ‘right’, she knew it felt good, and to her, that was enough to make it right.

Getting out of bed, putting on her glasses, Lynn logged onto her email. As she expected, a message from Amy was waiting.

To MommyLynn
From Amybunnie

Mommy, I wanted to write and say how happy you make me. I love how you make me come, just like a good Mommy is supposed to. I wish I could feel your tongue in my mouth and touch your titties. I have a thing about them… I LOVE THEM! lol.

Hope to see you soon

And Mommy, can I see all of you next time? I want to see those lovely mommy eyes looking at me as I come.

.;P

Your Amybunnie

Lynn’s hands were fondling her breasts as she read. Amy was so sexy and perfect for Lynn that she could barely contain herself.

Two questions came to her. Why did Amy, who she knew was her niece and actually named Jessica, call herself Amy? That can wait, Lynn told herself.

Secondly, what to do about how she appeared on the cam? If she showed Amy her face, Amy would know it was her aunt, and… well, that could end it all. Lynn didn’t want that. Just reading her niece’s email got her soaking wet again.

So Lynn decided if she was going to be seen, she had better change her looks. She found her contacts, which she never wore, and ditched her big work glasses. Looking in the mirror, she noticed how her eyes seemed to pop now. Lynn smiled. Next her hair.

Lynn always had sandy blonde hair, shoulder length with a wonderful natural wave. She went to the store and bought a platinum blonde coloring kit and after coloring and straightening, she found herself looking in the mirror at a younger looking and certainly un-Lynn like visage. With some rouge, some smoky eye shadow and eyeliner, Lynn looked less like a mousy office worker, and more like a very hot sexy woman.

Lynn wondered why it had taken her so long to change her appearance to make herself more desirable. Amy, she told herself, it was Amy that was enough to make her realize how sexy she could be.

That evening Amy logged on and, as before, they switched on their webcams. Amy was wearing a t-shirt, and Lynn was in a loose robe.

Lynn: Hi, honey.

Amy: Hi, Mommy… so good to see you. I missed you.

Lynn: Mommy missed you, too. See how hard Mommy’s nipples are? (Lynn slowly opened her robe.)

Amy: Mmm Mommy. Can I suck your nipples? I want to do that so much. It would make me come so nice.

Lynn: Mmmm, yes, honey. Mommy would love you to suck her hard nipples, just like you did when you were my baby girl. (Lynn was pulling and pinching her nipples.)

Amy: Oh, Mommy. (Amy took off her top, showing her lovely pouting supple breasts, fondling them) Can I see your face while you pinch your nipples?

Lynn: Of course, baby.

This was the moment of truth, Lynn reached forward, tilting the camera up and leaning forward. She caught a sight of her face on the screen, smiled slightly. I look good, she thought.

Amy: You’re… you’re so hot! (Amy’s eyes were wide and her mouth hung open as she stared at the screen)

Lynn: Thank you, honey. (Now or never) Honey, is Amy your real name? I’m really Lynn. I guess I’d just like to know for sure.

Amy: (The girl looked down, then back up) Well, my real name is Jessica. My mom calls me Jess. But ever since I heard that my Grandma Lynn’s middle name was Amy, I’ve gone by that. Hey! My grandma is named Lynn, too. I just thought of that! So is my auntie and this girl at school I know. Lots of Lynns!

Lynn: But only this Lynn is going to fuck you till you explode. Over and over again. (Lynn began to slide a finger between her now wet lips.)

Amy: Yes, please Mommy, you can do anything you want, I’d love it. (Amy leaned back, revealing that she had no shorts on, and began to mimic Lynn’s movements.)

Lynn watched intently, even as she rubbed herself faster and faster. She opened her legs, feeling wetness drip down her thighs, coating the crack of her ass and dampening the chair. Amy, her eyes seeming to move in and out of focus as she masturbated, was breathing harder, her chest heaving, those small breasts rising and falling on Lynn’s computer screen.

Lynn: Amy, I want you to think of my tongue licking all over your pussy, my finger pressing into your tight little ass, my hand pulling you closer to my mouth…

Amy began to buck, her body twitching. Her eyes closed and Lynn saw two fingers
pressed deep into the child’s tight little pussy.

Amy was experiencing the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had. Wave after wave moved through her. Lynn watched as the girl almost fell off her chair. “Ahhhhhh, fuck!” Amy exclaimed, her thin body thrashing as she came.

Lynn pushed two fingers into herself and rubbed her clit and, as she leaned toward the camera, her mouth fell open, ruby lips parted in a wild cry as she came. It was a long hard sustained climax that moved from her sex to her feet and slowly up her back, eventually rebounding and almost burning with pleasure between her legs.

“Oh god,” Amy, barely able to speak, whispered, “That was… Mommy, I… oh my God.”

Lynn was able to catch her breath by this time, “Amy, yes. That was incredible. I love your body. I love how you come for Mommy.”

Amy smiled a slightly sweaty and satisfied smile, then quickly looked up and to her right. “Oh no,” she said in an annoyed tone, “my mom’s home. I’m sorry. Not sure she’d like me fucking myself on cam.” She laughed.

Lynn smiled. “Okay, Amy, I’ll see you soon. I’d love to actually SEE you sometime too, all of you.” Lynn leered.

“If you were here, I’d never let you out of my room!” Amy smiled.

Then her camera clicked off.

Lynn thought. She sat in a pool of her own juices, exhausted and happy. She loved playing with her niece… and my God, she wanted more!

A thought came into her head, slowly growing into an idea. She knew it wasn’t right, what she was thinking, but Lynn didn’t care. So far nothing had been ‘right,’ and she had loved every second of it.

She dialed her phone.

“Hello?”

“Hi sis, it’s me, Lynn.”

“Oh hi, Lynn! Haven’t heard from you in a while.”

“Yeah, been busy. I know I should keep in contact more often.”

“I know Lynn. What’s up? You just caught me walking in the door. Oh, hi Jess. I’m just home from another work day.”

“I thought I might drop by for a visit sometime. Like this weekend. You know, just visit for a day or so.” Lynn paused, unsure if Tania would be okay with it or not.

“Oh Lynn,” Tania was excited, “I think that’d be great. The kids haven’t seen in you in ages and we can catch up.”

“Okay, I’ll be there Friday evening. It’ll be fun.” Lynn hoped it would be far more than that.

“All right sis, see you then.”

Lynn hung up, then went back to massaging her breasts and dreaming of sex. She smiled. With any luck, this weekend was going to be awesome.

Continue on to Chapter 4

By Little Alison

Lynn stared at the image on her screen. Amy and her body filled the screen and Lynn stared, just taking it all in.

Amy’s slight voice perked up, “Can you see me, Mommy? Can you see me ready for you?”

Lynn stared at the screen before answering. She hadn’t turned on her cam yet, so Amy couldn’t see that she was leaning forward, her mouth open as she took in Amy’s body.

Lynn watched with rapt attention.

Amy had pale smooth skin, and for a twelve-year-old her breasts were almost a full a cup, with her areolas a soft pink, topped with small, yet unmistakably hard nipples. Her hair was a darker brunette, that Lynn at first thought was black. It was held back on her right side with a small butterfly barrette and the left side hung down smoothly just over her temple and cheek. She had a shock of red lipstick on, which highlighted how full they were.

Her eyes… oh, her eyes! Lynn thought. Even on the webcam Amy’s eyes seemed to sparkle and were wide and gorgeous. The more she moved her head the more she looked like…

“Amy, honey,” Lynn finally managed to speak, “you are a vision. Mommy can see you fine.”

Amy smiled and seemed to blush a little, her little hands, with sparkly fingernails, slid up her exposed stomach, sliding between her pouty breasts, and then to her hair, where her fingers slid through her hair.

“Mommy, do you like my body? Does it make you happy to see me?”

Lynn was already soaked, her nipples pressing against the fabric of the robe she was wearing. “Amy honey, Mommy would love to just eat you up. In fact you look just like…” Lynn paused, she paused and a pang of worry went through her.

Damn, she thought, she looks almost like my niece Jessica. It could almost BE her.

But, her thoughts continued, Jess is eleven and though she hadn’t seen her in a while, she wouldn’t be like this online, would she? Lynn’s sister was very religious and they all went to church and everyone was always very proper. So this really couldn’t be Jess, right? Even as she thought of this, Lynn remained wet and excited and found herself almost automatically sliding two fingers lazily up and down between her scorching lips.

“What do I look like, Mommy?”

“You look just like every fantasy I’ve ever had,” Lynn responded, receiving a smile and giggle from Amy.

“Can you turn on your cam now, Mommy?” Amy was pulling and gently twisting her hard little nipples as she pleaded.

Lynn reached up to turn on the cam, but then pointed it down, so that she wouldn’t show her face. The pang of fear about it maybe being Jess, as silly as it was, seemed to warrant a little caution — at least for now.

A few seconds went by and there Lynn was, opening her robe on cam for a little girl to see and to masturbate with. For a moment it all seemed unreal to Lynn. The robe sliding behind her in her chair, she ran her hands up and over her breasts, quite proud of their shape, size and fullness. Other parts of me may have faded, Lynn thought, but I’ve always had attractive breasts. She pressed them together and leanded toward the camera, showing Amy.

“Oh, Mommy,” it was Amy’s turn to stare, “they’re so sexy.” She opened her legs and Lynn watched a hand disappear down Amy’s stomach out of sight and heard her breathing quicken.

“Amy, honey, are you touching that lovely pussy of yours?” Lynn liked to get feedback from her plaything. Her hand, too, inched its way down, teasing her clit as she enjoyed the show.

“Yes, Mommy,” came a soft enraptured reply. Amy’s eyes were glazing over as she moved faster, her breaths louder and she sent the first set of tiny orgasms through Lynn’s body by fingering herself and biting her bottom lip every so slightly. Lynn slid a finger into her sopping pussy, letting the buildup heighten and the tiny shocks of orgasm swirl within her.

“Tilt your camera down, honey.” Lynn wanted to come at the same time as Amy and needed desperately to see the pussy she longed to devour.

In a swift move, Amy tilted the camera down. Her legs were wide open, one was over the armrest on her chair and she was moving her fingers furiously at her glistening slit. Lynn was amazed to see such a beautiful perfect pussy, devoid of any hair. The shudders flooded through her again.

“Want to see Mommy’s pussy, baby?” Lynn loved to tease and to get her partner worked up higher and higher.

“Yesss” came a eager, yet moaned reply.

Lynn tilted the cam down, and she could see on the screen just how wet she looked. More shudders. “Amy, honey, this is where you came from,” Lynn thought she might be pushing it now, but she wanted to be bad, to be naughty, to be a complete slut. “Do you like seeing where you came from? Do you want to lick this pussy and finger Mommy here?”

Amy started to respond, but she started to buck a little and then more and then she was shaking and moaning and her eyes were so wide as she mouthed “Fuck” over and over again, sometimes aloud, sometimes silently. “Aahhhhhhhhh Mom… Mommy.”

Lynn watched as Amy exploded in orgasm, wetness coating her tiny fingers and dripping on her chair and soaking her thighs.

Amy’s fingers stopped their mad thrashing and pressed firmly against her pussy, holding there as her body kept spasming as if being rocked by some sort of internal earthquake.

Lynn pinched her clit as Amy moaned, bolts of electricity surging through her and setting her skin on fire. She too was filled with the distinct sounds of coming. “Oh yes, fuck me baby, yes, Mommy loves you. ..fuck yes.” Her fingers pressed deep into her tightening pussy as Amy tilted the camera up to her face. Her flushed cheeks, now-dry looking lips, wild yet satisfying eyes. Lynn pumped in and out quickly as she looked at that angelic and strangely familiar face. She managed one more solid orgasm, draining more fluids from her body and making it feel twenty degrees hotter in her chair.

“Oh Mommy, that was so…” Amy was panting.

Lynn looked at her fingers, surprised they weren’t pruned, raised them to the camera, and licked her juices off, as an astonished Amy, only seeing Lynn’s mouth, stared.

“You get Mommy so hot, baby.” Lynn eventually managed to say, her body spent and mind abuzz, “I just love how you look, you sound and how you enjoy Mommy.”

Amy smiled her little smile, projecting her cuteness easily. “Mommy, I have to go,” she pretended to pout. “My little brother Scott is gonna be home soon and my mom wants us to all go to church tonight.”

“You go to church a lot?” Lynn was getting a little uneasy again.

“Mom likes to go all the time. Hang on…” Amy got up, and came back, a picture in her hand. “That’s me,” she pointed to herself, all dressed up, “my brother here and my mom, at a church thing.”

As much as her orgasms bounced inside her, panic now shot through her. That picture, was that…?

“Can you hold the picture closer, Amy honey?”

Amy held it closer. “Oh my god,” Lynn said, barely as a whisper, “that’s Tania.”

Amy looked into the camera, “How’d you know my mom’s name was Tania?”

Lynn sat stunned, “Oh, she just looked like a Tania, you know.”

Any laughed and so did Lynn.

But there was no mistaking it. This WAS, or IS my niece! I’m cyber fucking my own niece!

Lynn was staring at the wall as all this hit her and when she finally came out of her trance Amy was saying she had a great time and Lynn found her fingers were once again firmly pushed into her pussy, and soaked.

“Bye, Mommy.”

“Bye, honey”

Lynn switched off her cam, the computer and the table light. She drank the rest of her wine, still aghast.

Not just that she had played with her own niece, but that after finding out, her own body let her know that she LIKED the idea. Even as she thought her mind found it all very sexy in the taboo way she had become so attracted to.

But what to do? Lynn didn’t have an answer. But maybe it was at the bottom of another bottle of wine…

Continue on to Chapter 3

By Little Alison

Lynn stared at her computer screen in nervous anticipation, her fingers resting lightly on the keyboard, almost afraid to type, and ruin the moment. And this moment was when the sexy young girl she’d been chatting with the last two weeks was going to turn on her webcam and show Lynn her body.

Lynn was almost shaking with excitement and desire. She had her webcam hooked up, but hadn’t let anyone see her… yet.

So many questions went through her head. What if the girl is older than she said? What if the girl didn’t fulfill her expectations? What if it’s a guy? What if what if what if…

She glanced around her room as she heard, via voice chat, her little friend Amy, fumbling around with her cam, trying to get it going.

Lynn thought of how she had gotten here, waiting patiently in her comfy robe. It was just a odd piece of fate that led her to chat with Amy in the first place. She had decided to try internet dating after her marriage ended and the kids moved in with their dad. The men online, she quickly learned, were crude and silly and didn’t appeal to her at all. She started room hopping, just grabbing snippets of conversation from here and there.

Eventually she found herself in rooms with titles like “Moms 4 Moms” and “Div Moms for fun”. The chatting was more free in these rooms and the women listened as well and communicated. (She quickly learned the difference between the real women and the guys posing as women. Screen names with cars or aggressive animals were the tipoff.)

Masturbating while chatting with other women followed quickly, as Lynn was and always had been very sexual. She would pleasure herself while reading stories and chatting to women as sexual as she was. She hesitated at phone sex, but once she crossed that bridge, she grew to love it and found it almost essential to coming.

One phone lover turned her on to some videos featuring younger looking girls. Lynn had never thought of young girls like that, but she let her fantasies run wild and found herself devouring stories about young girls and engaging in ageplay online.

She had never orgasmed as powerfully as she did the first time a woman called her “Mommy” during phone sex. She bucked and thrashed and almost fell out of her bed. Soon most of her fantasies revolved around being a ‘mommy’ who licked and fucked her little girl. And ‘little girl’ was becoming the key. She became fascinated by reeceiving pictures of young girls in sexual situations and found she was almost NEEDING to see them sometimes.

It was while Lynn was in a room she created, “Mommy duz vyf,” when she first got a message from Amy.

It was like any other conversation she had in one of her rooms, but this one felt more urgent, almost too much so.

Amybunnie: Hi Mommy lynn 12f

MommyLynn: Hello little Bunny–36f… you are a young one aren’t you?

Lynn often received messages where the woman claimed to be young, so it didn’t throw her that Amy said she was twelve. Probably forty, thought Lynn.

Amybunnie: do you need a playmate

MommyLynn: A 12 year old playmate, hmmmm… sounds like it could be fun

Amybunnie: 🙂

MommyLynn: As long as you like it when Mommy comes to you at night and caresses your little legs in your bed.

Amybunnie: Oh yes Mommy, your hands feel so nice on my legs.

MommyLynn: my fingers creeping up your thighs, slowly spreading them apart.. .what kind of panties are you wearing for Mommy Amy?

Amybunnie: I have on the lacy blue ones that Mommy bought for me. There’s already a wet spot on them Mommy

MommyLynn: mmm, you know what Mommy likes don’t you? I use my fingers to caress you through your panties, feeling how warm and wet your pussy is for me.

Amybunnie: Oh yes Mommy, so slick for you. you make me feel so good.

MommyLynn: leaning forward, I press my tongue onto the panties, pushing them to your warm pussy, tasting you.

Amybunnie: Oh God Mommy, I want that so much….do you skype?

MommyLynn: You want Mommy to hear you Amy?

Lynn was happy she wouldn’t have to type anymore, and could just concentrate on pleasing herself and hearing her new playmate pretend to be 12. She spread her legs and slowly traced her already wet lips with the fingers on her left hand, getting herself more aroused by her own teasing.

Quickly Amy sent Lynn the link and soon Lynn heard the soft voice that made her skin tingle.

“Mommy, can you hear me okay?” Amy really did sound young, thought Lynn.

“Yes Amy, I can hear you fine, you sound very sexy. How old are you again?” Lynn just wanted to check.

Lynn heard giggling, “I’m twelve, Mommy, just like I told you. Is that okay, do you still want to play with your little girl?” Amy’s voice had some pleading in it. And Lynn was now sure that Amy really WAS twelve.

She paused. And though she paused, she noticed that she was still running her fingers along her wet lips, still sliding along her own clit and seemed almost wetter than she’d ever been. Her head was telling her to be careful, but her body really wanted to play with this obviously real twelve-year-old girl.

“Mommy would love to play with you baby,” Lynn typed slowly, deliberately, “are you alone today? Not going to get into trouble?” Lynn’s heart was pounding harder as she chatted, her fingers moving faster on her pussy, inserting and pulling out a finger to increase her pleasure.

“My mom and sister went shopping, so I have an hour or so and am so horny and want my mommy to fuck me. Will you fuck me, Mommy?” Amy was breathing hard, obviously rubbing herself as well.

“Yes baby, Mommy will do everything to you.” Lynn grabbed a small vibrator from a side table, “Tell Mommy what you’re doing now… tell Mommy how you please your little pussy.” Lynn slipped the tip of the vibe into her well lubricated pussy.

“I have my legs spread for you Mommy… I’m so wet and I’m rubbing my pussy just like you showed me to. Oh fuck Mommy, this feels so good. You want to hear it, Mommy?”

Lynn answered quickly, “Yes baby, let Mommy hear how wet your sweet pussy is.”

There was a fumbling noise then Lynn heard the unmistakeable sounds of Amy’s fingers furiously rubbing her wet pussy. Lynn turned her vibrator on and pressed it deeper into herself as she listened to Amy rubbing faster.

“That’s so good Amy, you are so hot. Mommy is fucking her own pussy for you. I wish you could see how wet you get Mommy.”

“Mommy, I want you here.”

“Amy, if I was there I’d spread those warm wet lips of yours, move my tongue up and down on your pussy, flick your hard little clit fast and hard… would you like that?” Lynn was pumping the vibe in and out fast now, she wasn’t sure how long before she exploded. She was already dripping her juices down her thighs and onto her computer chair.

“Mommy yes, yes, Mommy… I’m so close, Mommy. .. .”

“As I licked your little clit I’d press a finger into you, letting your young pussy grip it as I pushed deeper into your body… all the while tasting your juices.” Lynn pressed the vibe against her own clit, feeling the tell tale signs of mini-orgasms roll through her body, presaging one of her massive messy wet orgasms.

“Oh yes Mommy… I’m gonna… ahhhhhhhhhhhh!” Amy was almost screaming as she came. Lynn heard the moans and sighs and breathing that accompany an unrestrained orgasm. Amy kept going and going, so loud and trying to speak, but not making any coherent sentences.

Lynn pinched and pulled one of her nipples as she pressed the vibe firmly to her engorged clit. “Oh fuck, Amy… ” As if shocked, Lynn bounced and moved and rocked in her computer chair, her hand, though weak with the spreading orgasm, keeping the vibe firmly in place. Every moment seemed to bring her a higher level of orgasm and she didn’t even care that she was being very loud.

In the middle of her thrashing about, she heard Amy encourage her, “Mommy, come for me, come and let me taste it.”

Her chair was soaked and her nipple sore by the time she came down from the incredible orgasm. Lynn slowly caressed her chest, stomach and outer lips as she tried to recover, avoiding her clit, as it was far too sensitive.

The next few minutes of chat was filled with heavy breathing, repeated “Oh my god”s, and affirmations of how great it was. Finally Amy managed a full sentence.

“Mommy,” she began, still slightly breathless, “I have to go. My mom will be home soon and I have to get my homework done or she’ll be mad.”

Shit, thought Lynn, she totally forgot Amy actually had a real mom and real life other than just being a lovely plaything! Again, a bit of uncertainty crept into her mind about playing with her. But quickly it was overshadowed by the recent memory of their fun.

“Amy, that was fantastic. You go and do what you have to and don’t get into trouble… unless it’s with me.” Lynn and Amy both laughed.

“I want to do this a lot.” Amy said, impishly.

“Me too, Amy,” Lynn responded. “Every day works for me.”

They both laughed and said their goodbyes.

Amy, to Lynn’s astonishment, kept showing up online and they played at least every other day, with Amy and Lynn working through every sex fantasy they could think of.

Then came the day that Amy suggested they video chat. And that had Lynn nervous all over again. Nervous, but excited.

The screen went from black to a picture and Lynn finally got a view of what Amy looked like.

“Oh my,” Lynn sighed, “Amy, you’re… gorgeous.”

Continue on to Chapter 2