Take Your Daughter to Work, Page 6
By Leslie Schmidt
Maurine looked down with a questioning face.
“OK,” Cally said.
Maurine bent down and kissed Cally’s nearest nipple.
“Cally, how about if you do it?” Richard asked.
Maurine smiled to Cally, “Come here.”
The girl climbed onto her knees, facing her mother. Maurine put her arms around her and pulled her into an embrace, then they kissed. At first it was just a peck on the lips, normal. But Maurine pulled her daughter back. Cally’s eyes got huge when she felt her mother’s tongue pushing against her lips, but after the initial shock, she opened her mouth.
As they kissed, both of them began to breathe more deeply and, with Maurine starting the movement, Cally began to rub her body up and down against her mother. Maurine took one of Cally’s hands and moved it between them, to her left breast. As they kissed, Cally caressed her mother’s tits, first the left, then the right.
After a minute or so of this, Maurine started pushing her child down and, quite naturally, Cally moved her lips to her mother’s breasts. However, this wasn’t like it used to be, Cally was moving her tongue around on her mother’s nipples, then sucking, then going back to flicking it with the tip. Maurine started to breathe more deeply and, almost on cue, Cally ran her right hand up the front of her mother’s thigh, then down between her leg.
When Maurine felt her daughters hand on her pussy, she pulled back and looked at her child in the face. Cally giggled.
“I thought you didn’t do girls,” she said quietly.
“You’re not most girls,” Maurine said, her voice thick. Then she lifted up and pulled her legs out from under her, sitting on the bed. She looked at Richard who nodded, then, as she lay back she gently pushed her daughter down.
Cally had never looked at her mother before—she’d seen plenty of videos on the computer, and knew the landscape—but this was the first time she’d ever looked closely at a woman (or a man for that matter). Her curiosity took over as she inspected her mother’s cunt.
She was cleanly shaved, there was just a bit of a shadow where her bush grew. Unlike Cally, Maurine’s vulva did not stand out appreciatively; there was a smooth transition from her belly to the curve down between her legs. In spite of the way she made extra money, Maurine did not have much ‘roast beef’, she wasn’t stretched out. Cally slid down so she was lying on her stomach, propped up on her elbows. She took one finger and ran it along her mothers slit.
It was slick, she could smell her musk. Her finger easily slid between the lips and along Maurine’s clit ridge. She looked closely, inspecting. She pulled the inner lips apart and saw the smooth sides of her mother’s vagina. Then, experimentally, she pushed her finger up inside.
Maurine let out a sigh, both from the feeling of the finger entering her and from the thought that it was her daughter’s. Cally looked up with a mischievous smile, then started moving in and out. Her mother gently pushed her hips forward.
“Use two,” she said in a low voice.
Cally looked again at her mother’s sex with a bit of a surprised expression, but she did as told and pushed her middle and pointer finger into her mother. She was amazed as she pushed inside and her entire fingers were enveloped in the warm, soft, moistness of Maurine’s vagina.
“Oh, that’s wonderful dear,” Marine said. Now use your thumb on my clit.”
Cally started moving her mother’s clit around in slow circles as she moved her fingers in and out slightly. Maurine moaned softly and then started moving her hips with more authority.
Robert couldn’t believe his eyes, he had never even thought of the idea of a little girl finger fucking her own mother, and the rush of blood filling his penis almost made it explode when Maurine reached down and drew her daughter’s face in.
At first, Cally thought the smell and taste of her mother’s cunt was gross, but then she saw how her mother was reacting to her tongue and, remembering her own feelings from just a few minutes earlier, she was happy. The thought made it all OK and she started to work harder, pushing her tongue more firmly into her mom’s snatch and watching her shiver and occasionally moan with the pleasure.
She lifted up to inspect her mother’s wet slit, surrounded with clear wetness that became milky white in the deeper folds. She again pushed two fingers inside, and Maurine pulled in her breath. After she had stroked a few times her mother said, “Lick it too.”
Maurine’s humping became uncontrollable with the sensation of Cally’s tongue on her clit and fingers in her cunt. An orgasm rolled over her, unremitting as it convulsed through her. Her breath came in gasps as sweat covered her body.
As she calmed, her eyes came back into focus. She looked down at her daughter who was also watching her, now sitting up on her knees but still with her fingers deep in Maurine’s vagina.
“Oh, that was incredible.”
Then she looked at Robert. “I want you to fuck me now.”
Bobby got up and walked around the bed, stroking his cock as he went. Maurine sat up, then turned so that she was sitting. Robert knelt onto the floor between her knees.
“Hand me those pillows,” he said to Cally.
He lifted up and then put them on the floor so he could kneel on them and now his cock was level with Maurine’s cunt. Without any preliminaries he just pushed his cock into her.
Maurine let out a low hiss as she felt him slide in, Cally was wide-eyed watching the man fuck her mother. Maurine had lay back on the bed.
As he fucked Maurine’s familiar pussy he looked over at her daughter. “Turn so I can see you,” he asked. Cally had been sitting on her legs. She rolled onto her ass, her feet spread and her knees apart, displaying herself to him.
As he kept humping into Maurine, she looked over at her daughter. She then reached up and pulled her toward her, hugging and kissing the eight year old, their tongues dancing. As they made out, Richard ran his hands over the girl’s back and ass, then reached down and fingered her anus, then her pussy.
“Here, honey,” he said, pulling on her hips slightly, “get on top of your mom.”
Cally shifted and Maurine helped as she climbed over her, now her ass in the air against Robert stomach. From his view, it looked almost as if he was fucking the little girl doggy style. All he could see was her small ass as his cock slid in and out of Maurine.
The cum was beginning to build but, for Maurine, the feeling of his cock deep inside her, along with making out with Cally, her light weight on top of her, put her over the edge. Robert felt her pussy shiver and she caught her breath, squeezing her daughter to her and kissing her deeply.
Robert almost lost it but, with tremendous self-control he was able to hold back. Over the months he had cum enough in Maurine’s snatch, he wanted to leave his seed somewhere else tonight.
After Maurine had calmed he pulled Cally up against himself, wrapping his arms around her small frame. He had one hand covering her flat chest, with the other he ran a finger along her slit. “Turn around and sit on your mother’s lap, he said quietly in her ear, almost a whisper. Then he looked at Maurine, “I want to fuck her while you hold her.”
Cally looked down at her mom with a scared expression.
“It’ll be alright honey,” Maurine said.
With uncertain moves, the little girl slid off her mom. Richard stepped back and she hit his cock with her elbow as she turned around.
“Oh! I’m sorry!” she said, thinking she might have hurt him.
“That’s OK,” he laughed as she moved her to sit down on her mother’s lap.
Maurine put her arms around her daughter and kissed the side of her face while Bob went and pulled a cushion off of one of the chairs. As he bent down to move the pillows, then place them on top of the cushion, Maurine and Cally started to kiss again as Maurine rubbed her daughter’s clit. When he knelt down next to the bed, Cally looked at him with some fear on her face.
“I’ll go slow,” he said.
Maurine held Cally, leaning back on one arm, her other around Cally’s middle as Robert positioned his cock at the entrance to the eight year olds pussy. With slow and steady force her lips yielded and his dick pushed inside her.
The girl squirmed in her mother’s arms as she was filled with his cock. She took the head and about three inches of his length before he reached the end. He started to rock back and forth, moving in and out as she arched her back, pushing her shoulder blades against her mother’s tits.
“Do you like that, honey?” Maurine asked her daughter.
Cally’s breathing was getting deeper. “Ye..ah,” she whined between breathes.
Maurine lay back on the bed, pulling her daughter with her. Cally’s legs came up into the air, her knees and feet swinging back and forth as Robert moved he cock in and out of her hairless preteen cunt. Maurine reached down and started fingering her clit, feeling Richards cock moving inside her little girl.
Cally was now rocking with Richard’s thrusts, looking up at him, her hands on his elbows, her own knees against her upper arms. She lowered her legs as she began to arch her back, pushing her head against her mother’s shoulder. An orgasm overtook her quickly, she grunted, then moaned. Maurine felt her shiver as Bob shoved into her little girl cunt. In two more strokes he unloaded, slamming into her as a huge load of sperm shot inside the premature cunt, filling her and overflowing around the sides of his cock. He pushed again, pumping more into her vagina and womb and she came again, rocking against her mom.
Richard slowed down, his hands on the bed, leaning forward, panting, feeling his heart pound in his chest.
“Was that good or what?” Maurine whispered into her daughter’s ear.
Cally came too from her reverie and nodded with a smile.
Richard rolled back onto his heels and watched as some of his sperm oozed out of the girl and ran down over her ass hole. “Wow,” he said, “that was awesome.” His cock was still bouncing with his pulse but slowly going down, some cum also still dripping out of the end.