“But–but she’s your mother!”
“You don’t have to remind me. But it’s been a while since I’ve seen her–and longer than that since we were really, um, close.”
She started slowly making her way up the stairs.
“I hope you know what you’re doing,” Joanna said.
“I just want to renew my ties with my mother,” she said to no one in particular.
She took off her clothes in the upstairs hallway, then, with a shaking hand, opened the door of Merrilee’s bedroom.
Merrilee had not moved since Sullivan had left her, lying flat on her face on the now untidy bed, with his discharge leaking out of her anus. The actions of her lover didn’t entirely surprise her: he’d developed a powerful fondness for rear entry. As she closed the door, Merrilee turned her head–and her eyes widened.
“Vanessa, my God!” she cried. Then, looking her daughter up and down, “Heavens, my dear–you’re so beautiful!”
“You’re beautiful too, Mom,” Vanessa whispered.
Merrilee rolled over onto her back, and her daughter now saw the full extent of her gorgeous nudity. She wetted her lips in anticipation of what was to follow. At first she simply placed herself on top of her mother, and they exchanged tender little kisses like two lovers getting to know each other for the first time. Then Vanessa moved down and placed her head between her mother’s breasts, regretting that she couldn’t remember being suckled by these superb globes when she was a baby. Then she moved farther south and, parting Merrilee’s legs, peered into her crevice–the very cavity from which she had emerged twenty-one years ago. It was an awesome spectacle, and it took a bit of courage to extend a tongue and lick that area.
But pretty soon, both women got into the spirit of things. Vanessa quickly flipped herself around and got into sixty-nine position. Both women began licking and sucking and nibbling voraciously, as if they hadn’t eaten for days; Vanessa lapped up all the remaining come that Jack and Sullivan had left behind. Merrilee, for her part, found the softness and delicacy of her daughter’s sex exquisite beyond words, and she grabbed her bottom while sticking a tongue as far into her vagina as she could.
The session went on for the better part of an hour, and both women experienced multiple climaxes as they coaxed orgasm after orgasm out of each other. It was intense, it was thrilling, it was quite naughty; but really, it was a profession of love between mother and daughter expressed in this tender but unprecedented way.
At last they stopped, and after a brief rest they headed downstairs, arm in arm, naked.
Everyone else was naked too. As it was getting to be late afternoon, it was decided that a lavish dinner needed to be prepared. Vanessa, Joanna, and Eileen made a beeline for the kitchen; Merrilee wanted to join them, but the others firmly insisted that as a guest she would not be allowed any part of the preparation of the meal. Anyway, Jack and Sullivan had other ideas of how to keep Merrilee occupied.
Sullivan, standing in the middle of the living room, picked up Merrilee with his strong arms (she was not quite as light as Vanessa, but still pretty light) and impaled her on his cock as she threw her arms around his neck. Jack, who had developed a strong wish to invade her bottom, came up behind the pair and did just that. This was Merrilee’s first experience of double penetration, and she gloried in it even while finding the placement of two such large organs into herself just a bit of a strain. But she quickly got used to the sensation, enjoying the feel of the two cocks almost rubbing against each other, separated only by a thin membrane.
At one point Vanessa poked her head out of the kitchen to see what the hubbub in the living room was about. Taking in the scene, she rolled her eyes and came back to her work.
“The guys are definitely filling up her time,” she said dryly.
“And filling her up too, I take it?” said Eileen.
“I think your mom is going to fit right in with this household,” Joanna said while slicing a tomato.
There was another interesting episode a few days later. One afternoon the two men had gone out on an errand, and when they returned they heard a whole succession of feminine cries and moans and sighs and gasps coming from upstairs. They gave each other significant looks and mounted the stairs.
What they saw was something they’ll never forget.
Two pairs of mothers and daughters were eating each other out on the big bed in the master bedroom. There was Vanessa on top of her mom, Merrilee, her head buried in the maternal pussy, and Eileen licking away avidly at Joanna’s sex. The mothers were using their lips and tongues with gusto also, grabbing their daughters’ bottoms and sometimes inserting a finger into their anuses.
Both Jack and Sullivan stripped immediately and made their way into the room, but Vanessa raised her head up from Merrilee’s cleft and, with lips glistening, said, “Sorry, guys! This is only for ladies–no men allowed!”
Eileen added happily, “You can look, but you better not touch!”
The men stopped in their tracks. They didn’t wish to interfere where they were not wanted.
As Jack looked on in admiration of the quartet of females, he said, “Well, Sullivan, this sure has become a house full of women.”
“Yes,” Sullivan said, unable to tear his gaze away from the mass of writhing flesh, “but they’re wonderful women, aren’t they?”
“They sure are.”
The men had to be satisfied with feeble attempts at self-pleasuring. Somehow Joanna noticed what was happening and said, “Look, girls, don’t you think we can have the guys join in?”
“I’ve always thought,” Merrilee said, “men look ridiculous jerking themselves off. It’s so pathetic.”
Vanessa turned to Eileen. “Is it okay if we let the guys in?”
“Oh, all right,” Eileen said resignedly. “But they’d better not think their cocks are suddenly going to be the center of attention!”
And so the foursome turned into a sixsome. And while it is true that the women readily accommodated the men by making their mouths, pussies, and bottoms available to both male members, they maintained their focus on the female orgasm. To be sure, the men came abundantly, sometimes spraying their seed on a woman’s face or breasts or ass, and some of this come was licked up greedily by one woman or another; but it was the women who chalked up quite a few more climaxes than the men.
And this time, after the session was over at last, the men were tasked with ordering takeout meals for everyone. No females slaving over a hot stove on this occasion!