The Ultimate Taboo, Part 3

by Single Mom

The kids and I met Samantha at the airport on her return from a business meeting in New York. She was wearing a very sexy skin-tight beige jump suit. All three of us hugged and kissed her in a manner not usually seen in an airport. Sam was carrying a rather large package. The label on the package said, "Frederick's of Hollywood Junior. It also said, "To Eliese and Alicia from Mommy Sam."

The girls had no idea of who or what Frederick's of Hollywood was, but they got a clue when Samantha said, "You can have what's in here, but you have to model everything that's in here for Mommy Sam."

Samantha's plane arrived at noon, so we decided to stop at the "Lite Bite Restaurant" for lunch. It had a glassed in section in the rear, overlooking the lake. It was usually empty in the winter, so we would have some privacy so that the girls could sip our wine or beer. Eliese had also taken up smoking, so privacy was important.

At some point during the meal, Samantha, who was seated next to Alicia, reached under the table and put her hand on Alicia's thigh. "Honey, wouldn't you like to take those panties off?" she asked Alicia.

"`Kay, Alicia whispered, then lifted up in her chair and pushed her panties over her ass and thighs, and allowed them to fall to the floor. She parted her legs to allow Samantha access to what was now a very wet pussy.

As I watched the expression on Alicia's face, I told Eliese to do the same, and then I reached over and began to masturbate her. Slowly at first, my hand hidden by the table cloth. I glanced over into both Alicia's and Samantha's faces and knew that Alicia was on the very edge of an orgasm, so I picked up the pace while Eliese gripped the seat of her chair with both hands and chewed on her bottom lip.

My girls were well trained, but Alicia not as well as Eliese.

Her face became contorted, she began to thrust her hips on the chair, and made little kitty cat sounds as Samantha fucked her faster, whispering words like, "Come on baby, cum for Mommy Sam," which she did with no small amount of twitching and jerking.

I glanced about the restaurant and noticed that several patrons were looking in our direction, knowing what we were doing, but then not knowing for sure. That knowledge only served to make us all hotter, perverts that we were. Masturbating in public soon became one of our favorite passtimes thanks to Samantha.

The girls both took a long drink of our wine, and Eliese lit up one of my cigarettes, attracting even more attention. I wasn't sure, but I could swear that I saw one young waitress staring at us with a thin grin cracking her lips. She was a tall well built blonde with green eyes, and I knew that she had more than a little interest in what was going on at our table. I made a mental note to stop by the Light Bite more oftenӣwith Samantha of course.

Samantha told the girls to leave their panties on the floor because they wouldn't be needing them any longer. As we were waiting for the cashier to take our money, I glanced back and noticed the waitress pick up the panties and surreptitiously place them in her pocket. After I paid the check, I walked back to the table to leave a tip. I glanced up at the waitress, smiled and said. "Enjoy."

"Oh, I will," she smiled back, and then said, "Y`all come back now, hear."

"Oh we will," I answered, and thought about leaving her my phone number, but reconsidered it.

* * * * *

To keep things on an even par, we all got naked when we got home and the kids dug into the box that Samantha brought from New York.

First out of the box were two pair of thigh high net stockings in two different sizes. Next came two garter belts to hold them up. The kids couldn't wait to put them on, and neither could we. Alicia put her hands on her waist and walked swishing her hips like the models she'd seen on TV. For some reason, her naked pussy seemed all that much sweeter between the tops of the net stockings.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mommy Sam," she yelped, running and jumping into Samantha's arms.

Samantha held her and kissed her hard on the mouth, and put her hand on Alicia's pussy. "You can thank me later," she said, "Now go give Mommy Terri a big kiss, these are from her too."

Eliese went through the same routine as Alicia, both girls feeling all grown up wearing the gifts, which included, several pairs of Thong and string bikini panties, crotchless panties, lycra Teddies and various styles of latex lingerie.

And then, they got down to the box. A box of assorted dildos, a long thin anal dildo, a five and seven inch dildo and a strap-on harness that held the smaller as well as a nine inch dildo.

"Who's the big one for?" I said, knowing full well who it was for.

"It's for when you feel the need for a penis. You come to me, and I'll fuck your eyeballs out."

I no longer felt the need for sex with my ex, but the thought of a beautiful woman with great breast fucking my eyeballs out did appeal to me. It would be the best of both worlds.

"I think I'm beginning to feel the need," I said. "Perhaps when we get the girls to bed?"

"I thought it might be fun if they watched."

That thought hadn't occurred to me, but suddenly it seemed very erotic, being fucked by a penis while my daughters watched. It would be educational if nothing else.

The kids giggled as they watched Mommy Sam fasten the nine inch dildo to the harness and step into it. They had seen many pictures of the male penis on the internet, but this was the first time they saw something this realistic right here in front of them.

It was rather comical, seeing this beautiful woman standing there with a nine inch penis hanging out like a flag pole. It was rather life looking, including testicles hanging down under it, and a good sized rubber "clit massager" on the top rear, near where it was fastened to the harness, assuming of course that you could take all nine inches.

Samantha invited the girls to touch it, then stroke it, and then suck on it. Alicia was somewhat hesitant; she touched it, squeezed it and then licked just the very tip of it. Eliese, on the other hand was more aggressive in her approach. She stroked it, but finding it rather dry, spit on it and licked it so that her hand slipped over it with ease. She really got into it, stroking faster and faster as if expecting to actually see "That white stuff" shoot out.

I'll have to admit that the scene was rather erotic, and Samantha put on a good act of moaning and thrusting her hips as if she could actually feel it. Finally, carried away by her excitement, Eliese slipped her mouth over the head of the dildo and began to suck on the pseudo cock as if it were real.

Samantha took Elise's head in her hands and began to fuck Elise's mouth as if trying to have the kid deep throat the rubber penis, which was fine by Eliese who actually took several inches before she began to gag and backed off, but wouldn't quit.

And that's when I discovered something about women who loved using a strap-on. As I watched the body action and expression on Samantha's face, I knew that she was on the very brink of an orgasm. How could that be? It was a rubber penis and she couldn't feel a thing. But all sex is in the head, mental, psycho sexual. All of us were on the brink of an orgasm as Alicia and I stood there and watched, and masturbated, so turned on were we by the scene being carried out in front of us.

And then it happened, Samantha's buttocks clenched, she went weak in the knees and moaned through a very powerful orgasm.

Alicia and I did the same, collapsing on the bed, holding and kissing each other. Eliese, saliva drooling from her lips, had to be almost pried off of the dildo. It disturbed me at first, but then, if she stuck to rubber cocks, I could live with that.

Samantha's juices were running out of her pussy and down the insides of her thighs. She announced that she was going to take a shower, and invited Eliese to join her. As Samantha prepared to run the shower, Eliese sat on the toilet to pee. And that's when Samantha pushed her hand between Eliese's legs, cupped her hand over Eliese's pussy and instructed our daughter to pee into her hand. Eliese did as told.

When Samantha remover her cupped hand, over flowing with warm urine, she brought it up to her lips and sipped from it, then held her hand out and had Eliese do the same.

"It's warm," Eliese said as she took a second sip.

"Well we'll just have to pee in a bottle and put it in the fridge from now on," Samantha said, as she finished off the urine and licked her hand and fingers.

"Cool," Eliese agreed.

* * * * *

When they arrived back in the bedroom, they found me on my back, knees bent, and a pillow under my hips. Alicia was rubbing K-Y jelly on my pussy to prepare me for the intrusion of that massive dildo. Samantha got on the bed, on her back, and had me get on my knees and straddled her, explaining that this would give the kids a better view.

She leaned forward, her breast hovering over my face, and instructed Alicia to grip the dildo and steer it toward my pussy, or my cunt as she called it.

I felt just the head of the pseudo cock enter my K-Y slick pussy, and I sucked in my breath. The girls sat on the bed behind me, mesmerized by the sight of the dildo slowing slipping into the depths of my now gaping vagina.

I felt the bed bounce behind me, and turned my head as far as I could to see the girls masturbating each other while staring into my wide-open pussy and the cock slipping into it. I heard Eliese tell Alicia that, "That's how boys fuck, except they got a real cock that shoots stuff that makes babies."

"Don't you wish that Mommy Sam's cock was real?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah, `cause if it was, me and her could make a baby," Eliese offered.

The whispered conversation was over heard by both Samantha and I, and that's when Samantha grabbed me by the hips and pulled me down hard on the dildo, driving it home.

I felt the dildo slam past my uterus, past the cervix and into my fornix, which expanded to accommodate the large intruder. I tightened my pussy muscles against the dildo, but of course she couldn't feel it as I felt the rubber cock slip in and out of me, rubbing the g-spot situated just under the surface on the upper vaginal wall. I leaned forward so that the kids could get a better view of this monster moving in and out of my pussy, which also gave them a close up shot of my anus.

And that's when I felt Alicia lean in and began to shove her tongue past my puckered sphincter. I cried out, moaning with pleasure as I stared down into Samantha's face. "Oh God, Sam, I love you," I said as I spit in her face and licked it off. She opened her mouth, indicating that she wanted more, so I drooled a mouth full of saliva into her gaping mouth, and kissed her long and deep, swapping saliva, chewing on lower lips and sucking tongues as we both came.

I climbed off of the cum slick dildo and attempted to deep throat it, while at the same time watching the girls make love in the sixty-nine position. We had taught them well.

In the mean time, Samantha twisted the dildo off of the harness so that we could both lick and suck on it, going from her mouth to mine, and back again.

* * * * *

It had been a long and exhausting day. The trip to the airport, waiting forever for Samantha's plane to arrive, lunch at the Lite Bite, then home for a wild and passionate afternoon of sex for all of us.

Eliese announced that she had to pee, so she took Alicia's hand and dragged her with her. Samanatha glanced at me and smiled. "Give them a minute," she said, then we followed the girls into the master bathroom.

We found Alicia seated on the toilet while Eliese drank Alicia's pee from her cupped hand, then attempting to give some to Alicia, she spilled it down Alicia's front.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute," Samantha yelled. "There is an easier way to do this."

Samantha had Alicia lie on her back in the tub with her mouth open, then she told Eliese to stand in the tub straddling Alicia between her waist and her shoulders. She didn't wait for further instructions, but let loose with a stream of piss, which Alicia hungrily caught in her open mouth, and on her face, and in her hair, and on her chin and neck, then ending up on her belly. It was a very erotic moment for both of the girls as witnessed by the expressions on their faces, and Alicia's squirming in an attempt to get it all.

Samantha turned to me and asked, "Do you have to pee?"

"Are you thirsty?" I asked.

"Try me."

"Come on Mom it's fun, Alicia volunteered.

It had been a long day, and I had no desire to cook. My plan was to go back to the Lite Bite for dinner, on the off chance that the blonde waitress would still be there.

I told the kids to go into the other bathroom and take a shower while Samantha and I showered in the master bathroom. "What's with this pee thing," I asked Samantha.

"It's erotic, and I like anything erotic. But don't feel as though you have to do it if you don't want to."

"I want to," I said, "But I don't have to pee. I want to go to the Lite Bite and see if that blonde waitress is still there."

"And what if she is? Are you hot to trot for her?"

"Did you see what she did? She took the girls' panties. Who steals girls' panties except for people who like little girls? She's at least twenty five, and I'll bet she has a little girl of her own."

"Do you think that the girls can handle three mommies?"

"If the kid is as hot as her mommy, they can. And if I'm wrong I'll drink a lot of beer so that when we get home, I can quench your thirst."

Samantha stepped close to me and pissed on my pussy, catching some of it in her hand and drinking it. "That will hold me until we get home," she said.

If I said that that didn't turn me on, I'd be lying, but I wasn't sure how late the blonde worked, and I didn't want to miss her."

* * * * *

She was still there. She was even more beautiful than I remembered. She recognized us as well. "Hi, table for four?" she cooed.

"Unless you'd like to join us I smiled."

"I'd love to if I could," she whispered. She glanced at the girls and asked Alicia how old she was."

"Seven," Alicia boasted.

"I thought that you were about the same age as my Shirley. She's eight and almost as beautiful as you two."

I looked at Samantha and winked.

She ushered us to a table in the glassed in section that we were in earlier, but near the entrance where she could, "Keep her eye on us." She told us that she worked from 12 till 8 pm, and still had half an hour to quitting time.

"That must be difficult with an eight year old at home," I said.

"It is, but it's just me and her, and I have to work," she said. "She's a real sweetheart, and I love her passionately," putting the emphasis on the word passionately, having witnessed our little show earlier. I was convinced that she knew what we did, and she wanted a part of it.

She glanced at Samantha and asked, "Are these both your children?"

"They are both of our children," Samantha said. "They have two mommies."

"Oh! Then you're uh—"

"We're lesbians," Samantha filled in for her.

"I uh—I thought maybe you were, when you were here for lunch."

"Are you?" I asked.

"No—No. I—I've never had the nerve. But I'd like to be. "

"Is that why you took the girls' panties earlier?"

She blushed a bright crimson. "I uh, I—I didn't think you saw me."

"We saw you," Samantha said, "That's why we came back.

Before we left home, I had the girls put on black string bikinis, and pull them up so that the crotch slipped into their vaginal crease, hopefully getting them wet. I looked at the girls and nodded silently.

They both lifted up from their chairs, removed their panties and handed them to me. I held them to my face and sniffed as I felt the wetness. I handed them to the waitress. "We thought that you might like these."

"There's more where they came from," Samantha said.

The waitress turned her back to the dining room, held up the panties, sniffed them, then quickly stuffed them in her pockets. "Thank you, my Shirley will look very sexy in these."

I took a piece of paper and wrote my name, address, and phone number, and handed it to her. There are plenty more where they came from," I repeated. Call me.

"Tonight?"

"Whenever you want to."

"I know where this is, so maybe I'll stop by tonight after I pick up my kid," she said.

* * * * *

The shift changed, and she wanted to join us, but she had to run, promising to see us tonight. We ate our meal along with several beers, then Samantha ordered more beer for me. "I'm going to be very thirsty tonight, she grinned.

Next: the family gains two more members.