The Ultimate Taboo, Part 2

Single Mom

I'm sorry that Chapter 2 took so long to write, but school is out for both my daughter and I, and we own a 26 foot GMC motor home, and during the summer we like to travel. This year I purchaced a lap top, so I should be a little faster with future chapers.

I had already masturbated my two daughters at home, and I reasoned that I was already a lesbian, so I simply stood there in a submissive manner while she undressed first me and then herself. And then we made love on my office floor among the pile of hastily discarded clothing. It was the first time in my life that another woman made love to me, so the hardness of my office floor was the very last thing on my mind. We began slowly, hugging, kissing, and rubbing, and then she went down on me.

I peered down between my breasts and over my pubic mound at her blond hair and blue eyes staring back up at me from between my thighs, checking my reaction to everything she did to me.

My first orgasm came within minutes, but it only stimulated her more. She didn't stop, but continued to make mad passionate love to me. I could actually hear her drinking from me, which brought about my second and third orgasm.

Samantha "Summoned" me to her office over the next several days, and we made love on the black leather couch, rather than my hard office floor. I had always thought that I knew how lesbians made love, that is "Who put what where," but one of the many things I learned was, while men fucked, women made love, and it's not the same.

* * * * *

I kicked the snow from my shoes and stepped through the front door. The girls were standing there with a "Cat who ate the canary" grin on their faces, still dressed in their school cloths. My guess was that they got dressed so hastily that they didn't have time to find play cloths to put on.

Seven-year-old Alicia noticed the questioning look on my face and said, "We didn't do notthin', Mom, honest."

"We didn't even get undressed," Eliese said, trying a little too hard to explain why they were still in their school cloths.

"I don't want you kids playing in your good school cloths," I said. "Now go take those things off."

They scampered off to their room and returned in a few minutes wearing nothing but white cotton panties. "What's this?" I said in a voice stern enough to cover up the feeling I had in the pit of my stomach.

"You said, `go take our school cloths off,'" Alicia said, giggling mischievously.

"Yeah," Eliese chimed in, placing her right hand on her cocked right hip, striking a seductive pose. My eleven-year-old daughter was vamping me, and if I hadn't been making love with Samantha for the last 3 days, it would have worked.

"Why we gotta get dressed?" Alicia said, "We ain't goin' outside."

"Well if that's the case, why don't you just get naked," I said, knowing it was a mistake the instant the words left my mouth.

Eliese wasted no time in pushing her panties down to the floor and stepping out of them, followed promptly by Alicia's panties. "Your turn, Mom," Eliese cracked.

I was determined to keep my promise to myself and have no further sexual contact with my daughters. But it was extremely difficult, and Eliese knew it. She remembered us masturbating together, the expression of stark passion on my face as I watched her masturbate to an orgasm. She knew that I couldn't hold out for long. She stared directly into my eyes and spread her legs. "Come on, Mommy, pleasssseee," she said in a low whisper. And then she began to rub her pussy with both hands, her legs parting even further as she inserted two fingers of one hand into her pussy, rubbing her clit with the other.

I watched open-mouthed and wide-eyed as she brought herself expertly to the brink of an orgasm, then stopped. "Come on, Mommy, hurry. Make me cum." And then she returned to finger fucking herself.

Alicia walked up behind Eliese and used her right hand to rub her own pussy, while slipping her left between Eliese's parted legs and began to insert the very tip of her finger into Eliese's asshole.

Eliese went weak in the knees and cried out. She bent forward to give Alicia full access to her puckered asshole, then pushed back, and took her sister's entire finger into her anal cavity. "Come on Mom! Pleaseee," she pleaded.

All I could think about was how much Samantha would enjoy seeing this, enjoy being a part of this. I wanted my daughters, and I wanted Samantha. I wanted Samantha and I to both fuck the girls, to eat their pussiss, to suck their assholes, to kiss them and lick them all over, all the things that Samantha had tought me about loving another female.

Before I realized what I was doing, I was naked, lying on the floor and holding my darling little girls close to me. I pulled them both on top of me, holding tight, kissing them, running my hands down their backs and over their beautiful young asses. I slipped a finger into the crevice of each of their butts and pushed until I felt my fingers slip past the sphincter muscle and its sensitive nerve endings.

Alicia began to massage my left breast while sucking on the nipple as would a feeding infant. Eliese's legs were on each side of my right thigh and she rode me furiously. The sound of her pussy slipping and sliding on her own wetness only added to my excitement.

Alicia, not sure of what she could do to participate, but wanting to be involved, got up on her haunches next to Eliese, and wetting a finger with her mouth, gently inserted it into Eliese's rectum. She used her free hand to masturbate herself while finger fucking Eliese's ass. It soon became obvious that they both enjoyed anal sex.

I suddenly realized just how familiar my daughter's were with sex, and wondered if they had ever had oral sex. Now was not the time to ask, since both seemed to get extreme pleasure from what they were doing, as witnessed by the faster fucking of my thigh and the increased fluids seeping from Eliese's pussy. The contorted look of extreme passion on Alicia's face, told me that she liked giving as well as receiving. And I liked watching, voyeur that I was.

I knew that the moment of truth had arrived when I heard Eliese cry out and began to fuck my thigh faster and faster. Eliese suddenly rolled off me and onto her back while Alicia removed her finger from her sister's ass and quickly dropped down to cover her sister's pussy with her mouth just in time to catch a stream of cum mixed with urine in her mouth. And that's when I came.

I took Alicia's face in the palms of my hands and kissed her, sucking the mixture of fluids from her mouth, tonguing out every last drop. And that's when I heard Eliese say, "Hey, what about me." I kissed her, and gave her what little remaining fluids that I hadn't swallowed.

* * * * *

We all three spent the night in my king size bed. The bed that my ex-husband use to call his playground. If only he knew who was playing in his playground now. My purpose in going to bed was to sleep. It had been a long and eventful day, and the kids were exhausted. The operative word here is "were."

It's difficult to climb into bed with two young, naked and squirming bodies climbing on top of you and rubbing against you, and remind them and yourself that tomorrow was a work day for you and a school day for them.

I also reminded myself that I had a lesbian lover at work, and she would most likely be calling me into her office at lunch time. But all I could think about was how much Samantha would love to be a part of this, and that set my pussy on fire.

Suddenly, I felt Eliese's mouth move from my right breast and down my front, licking a wet trail to the top of my pubic mound. As if by magic, my legs came open just as Alicia reached for the bed side lamp and switched it on, then sat next to me on her haunches, and watched as Eliese held my outer labia open with her thumbs, and began to suck and lick my clitoris.

My eyes bounded, as if at a tennis match, from Eliese lapping at my pussy as neat as any cat at a saucer of milk, to a very wide-eyed Alicia, who appeared to be hypnotized, while watching the show as she masturbated.

If you are a mother of young girls, try to imagine how you would feel while watching your thirteen-year-old daughter lapping your very wet pussy. Multiply that by ten, and you'll know what I was feeling.

Suddenly, Alicia, wanting to be a part of this, straddled my head and lowered her very wet pussy onto my mouth. She was facing my feet, staring at her sister, leaning forward to get a better look, and to give me better access to her young hairless pussy, and a very sweet asshole, puckering and releasing as if begging to be fucked. How could I resist?

I reached between my legs to wet my finger with my own juices as Eliese sucked and nibbled on my very swollen labia. I placed the very tip of my finger against Alicia's asshole, and watched as it came open, inviting me to continue. I began to ease my finger into her, but she became impatient with me, and slammed back onto my finger, taking it in all the way to my knuckle. I felt her sphincter gripping my finger as if she was afraid that I would remove it. But I didn't. I began to thrust my finger in and out of her, faster and faster as she rocked back and forth, catching my rhythm.

I have had only an occasional squirting orgasms in my lifetime, and this was one of them. I cried out, arched my back, and filled Eliese's mouth and face with an inordinate amount of my cum. When Eliese came up from between my thighs, her face covered with my cum, Alicia realized what had happened, and ignoring her own orgasm, she quickly moved down my front and began to kiss and lick her sister's face.

I was rewarded with the taste of my own cum being drooled into my open mouth by both of my lovely daughters.

* * * * *

I beat myself up all the way to work arguing with myself as to weather or not I should tell Samantha about what happened last night. She loved my kids, and they loved her, but we had never discussed pedophilia or incest, and I wasn't sure how she would feel about that. I wanted to tell her, but I didn't want to lose a lover.

When I got to work, I stepped into her office and it all just blurted out. "I spent last night making love to the girls," I told her.

"What!" she exclaimed.

"It was beautiful," I said.

"I'll bet it was. I'll bet it was fantastic."

I was not shocked, but surprised at her response. "You're not upset?

"I'm fucking envious, Terri. You know how much I love your kids."

"And they love you," I said. "I'm not sure how much, but all I could think about last night was that I wished you were there."

"If I had been, I don't think that anything would have happened."

"My kids have been on the Internet, and you'd be surprised at how much they know."

"Is that some kind of back-door invitation?"

"Yes. I think it would be fun, don't you?"

"For Christ sakes, Terri, do you have any idea of how wet you're making me?"

I walked to her office door and locked it. "Let me show you what Eliese did to me."

I made love to her on her sofa while listening to the other workers arrive at the office. Someone asked if she was in yet, and someone else said, "no", and I had to stuff her panties in her mouth to keep her from crying out."

We made love until lunch time, raising many eyebrows on those who hadn't gone to lunch when we came out of her office. Samantha made a big show of handing me a stack of papers. "We can finish these up after lunch," she said loud enough for everyone to hear it. But I don't think we fooled anyone, since we both looked like two fresh fucked foxes coming out of a forest fire.

* * * * *

I called her on the office phone at five, and told her how much I loved her, and that I wanted to give her a present.

"I think you already gave me one this morning," she laughed.

"How would you like to share my kids? Be a second mommy to them?"

There was a long pause, and then she said, "I'm trying to catch my breath," And finally, "Don't you fucking tease me, Terri."

"I want us to be one big family. Sam."

"Does that include what I think it does?"

"Yes."

It was Friday night, and the plan was for her to visit us for the weekend. Nothing would be said to the kids, but we would just see how it went—,let the pieces fall where they may.

* * * * *

As usual, the kids were delighted to see her. They both ran to her and hugged her. Alicia jumped up into her arms and kissed her square on the lips, while pressing hard against her.

Samantha and I glanced at each other and smiled. "You're on your own," I said, and took Eliese's hand and led her into the kitchen, "Come help Mommy fix dinner and drinks," I said.

When I returned to the living room to get something, Sam was sitting on the sofa, her skirt pulled up to her waist. Alicia was sitting on her lap, facing her, and her cotton panties were on the floor. Alicia had her arms tight around Sam's neck, and they were kissing passionately, while Alicia was thrusting her pussy hard against Sam.

"Alicia, honey, why don't you show Samantha your bedroom," I said, then walked back to the kitchen, where I took Eliese by the hand and led her to my bedroom.

I went down on Eliese for the first time, and I mean that I went down on her. I kissed, licked and sucked evey inch of her from below her navel to her thighs. She entwined her hands in my hair and hung on for dear life. She cried out, but I didn't try to silence her because we could hear Alicia cry out from her room.

That night we switched off. Eliese and Samanatha in the other bedroom, and Alicia and I in my room. My little girls were now grown up, having had oral intercourse with an adult for the first time.

Saturday and Sunday night, we all slept in my king-size bed, occasionally moving to the floor if the sex got wild and ferocious, requiring more room since we got into every position imaginable, in every combination imaginable.

Samanatha and I went to work Monday morning, and the kids went to school knowing that they were NOT to mention any of this to anyone, not even good friends. By the time Monday rolled around, the girls were calling Samanatha, "Mommy Sam."

Sam promised the girl's that we would spend the next weekend on the small farm that she owned just out of town.

NEXT: The Ultimate Taboo, Part 3 — The Farm.