Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2007 11:09:54 +1000 (EST)
From: maria berlesconi <topendmaria@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: AM I A LESBIAN PART 3.ASC

This is part of the continuing story called AM I A
LESBIAN and this is PART 3 of the story.

The story is by Maria.

If you wish to contact me to tell me what you think I'd
be pleased to read your mail on topendmaria@yahoo.com.au

I promise to return your messages whether they be
critical or in praise. Criticism should be gentle of
course.

As I woke and felt the sunlight on my body I enjoyed a
luxurious stretch. I saw that wonderful body lay
alongside me, the nipples still erect from our last love
making just a short while ago. I leaned over to kiss my
lover's nipples and then her lips tasting "cum" in both
places. The "cum" wasn't mine, it was her own that had
got there when I'd licked her pussy dry and then kissed
her in both of those places transferring the taste there.

My beautiful lover had given me the very best of her
talents and let me show her mine. Her talents were
unusual in that her "tour de force" was in letting me
extract maximum passion from her whilst she moved her
body. Torturing me trying to make sure that I remained in
contact with her and mine was in making her `cum" like a
running tap.

My lover was beautiful and my mother. I can hear you all
gasp as I admit that fact but we had been lovers for a
little while now and while it probably goes against
convention we didn't care. I may have explained how it
came about that we are lovers in a previous chapter and
even if I haven't I won't waste time that could be spent
bringing her to another orgasm repeating the tale.

She moved as I lowered my mouth to her delicious tasting
pussy but still remained asleep, her movement only served
to open up her delicious love channel for me. The open
channel seemed to be inviting me to show how much I
adored it. How could I, that had so recently enjoyed her,
ignore this wonderful invitation. We had "loved" each
other several times during the night, that didn't take
into account the times we'd shared with each other during
the previous evening when the challenge of perhaps being
discovered by children had been ever present.

As I moved my lips as gently over her pussy as I could
her nubile body moved of it's own volition making me
chase her across the bed. In reality, of course, she'd
moved less than a couple of inches but when you are so
totally engrossed in trying to keep in contact with her
any movement is unwanted. Eventually, I did catch up with
her and as I struggled to take her between my lips again
she murmured that's so nice darling.

Her compliments are sometimes more important than the
actual act of sex itself, they made me more determined
than ever that she should never regret taking me for a
lover and her dominant partner at that. Little blobs of
her juices, now even thicker than before, were forming on
her pussy lips and I took a blob in the end of my tongue
and showed it to her. Her finger wiped it off my tongue
and transferred it to her own inviting me to come to her
and take it away from her. Was it a challenge or just
desire on her part that I should take it back again? If
it was a challenge it was a challenge that I gladly
accepted but rather than put my tongue in her mouth I
captured that little precious blob and moving back down
her delicious body I pushed my tongue back in her pussy
and deposited it back where it had originated from.

That brought a delicious little shudder from her and it
progressed to more than a shudder it brought her to the
brink or another orgasm. I didn't waste this moment, I
moved on her pussy just as quickly as I could tasting her
"cum" as it emanated from her tingly pussy. It was my
turn to gasp as the volume of fluid had me choking to try
and get it down my throat. She was far too lovely to let
her outpouring go to waste. I rolled off her trying my
best to swallow it all and although I'd like to boast
that I'm pretty good at it I was having difficulty
getting that last little drop down my throat.

Her smile as she leaned over me kissing my nipples
captured my heart and mother or no mother I wanted her
more each time I had her. But, it was her turn to make me
squirm now and although she'd always said that she doubts
her talents when it comes to oral sex she could have
fooled me. Her lips and tongue joined with her fingers
and eventually her nipple in bringing me off. She made me
lie with my legs as far apart as possible while she lay
across me and inserted her nipple in my pussy. We both
get such a "high" out of feeling the others "cum"
moistening our nipples and when she went to give me her
nipple to lick clean I almost fainted with the
excitement.

We lay there for a little while just savouring the
night's activities, frankly having worked so hard giving
her what we both wanted I was exhausted. She offered to
let me stay there while she made the inevitable cup of
tea, the elixir that cures all ills including sexual
exhaustion. As she brought the tea to the side of the bed
her breasts were swinging free of a bra, such a torment,
if I'd had more energy I would have dragged her down on
the bed again. Fucking bitch, she knew exactly what she
was doing.

But, as much as I wanted her I just didn't have the
energy left to take care of her. Seeing that it was
useless trying to get me aroused again she walked away
from the bed giving her lovely little arse a delightful
twitch. As enticing as it was, I had to admit that she'd
drained me dry of both "cum" and energy but, my goodness,
she has a delectable arse. Just to see her walking across
the room with it swinging from side to side was mind-
boggling. Yes, I understand that when she's wearing high
heel shoes the swing happens but to see it happen when
she was in her bare feet was something else to
contemplate. If she was a  meal on a plate the whole
table of diners would be salivating over her. Yes, I know
I'm biased but please give me some credit for integrity.

Up lazy bones she said and without too much persuasion I
got out of the bed quickly, didn't tell her that I was
bursting for a "pee". She followed me into the bathroom
and whilst I had a pee she brushed her teeth and when she
went to spit the left over paste and froth into the basin
it was all I could do not to open my mouth to try to
capture that "stuff" that had been in her mouth. When I'd
finished my pee and stood up she took my place on the
warm seat and as I brushed her hand was stroking my
bottom. Such a casual stroke, probably not intended to be
provocative, but far too sensuous for comfort. I could
feel the hairs on the back of my neck becoming erect.
Perhaps that's the wrong word to use here but I think
you'll know what I mean, they seemed to be standing on
end as she stroked me. I was almost persuaded to turn
just that half turn and offer my still wet and tingly
pussy to her but after the major efforts I'd put in
during the night I decided against it.

But, Erica is Erica and she's no slouch when it comes to
turning a girl on again and her fingers crept from my
bottom underneath me round to touch my pussy from behind
whilst the fingers of her right hand, wetted in her
mouth, slid gently into my waiting pussy. After the
nights episode it felt like I could have driven a small
car in there I was so wet and wide open for her. She
heard me hiss as her fingers started moving against the
walls of my vagina and she knew that I was hers for the
taking. That smile as she realised that she had me was
lovely to see, it gave her so much confidence to go even
further. Courage shone in her eyes and the other hand was
wetted in her mouth too and then, oh yes, then, entered
into my anus and was turned around as though she was
cleaning the inside of a jar but her knuckles were
stroking that internal channel and bringing me to a peak.
Come on darling, she said let it go, and yes I did, not
as much as during the night but with an equal amount of
pleasure. I damned near collapsed on the tiled floor and
probably would have done if not for her fingers pushed
into my bottom and my grip on the basin.

Now this is where the real part of the day started when
Erica now took charge and woe betide me if I didn't get a
move on. She didn't even let me use her shower. I had to
go to the ordinary bathroom that I shared with the other
kids, no privileges for me now that the night and its
activities was over.

I was rushed out of her place and into the shared
accommodation that I shared with three other kids and it
was first in the shower the first one showered. So, I
took the plunge and hopped in before the others were out
of bed. Got to be careful moving around in this part of
the house because big brother, although he was probably
ogling other girls, was very particular about his twin
sister and any sign of too little clothing and he would
very soon have something to say. Mind you, it sometimes
had its advantages, young men didn't tend to pester me
and that was something in my favour.

Once dressed in school uniform I wasn't the same girl
that only a short while ago had been teasing her mother
with her lustful mouth. She was calling up the stairs now
and I knew that I'd better move it as quickly as I could
or there would be trouble. Breakfast was on the table and
each of us kids are expected to clean our plates and put
them in the sink to be washed.

Paul and I, brother and sister, left first mostly to
escape the little ones who, as most little ones could be,
were a real pain in the neck following us around like a
couple of puppies and gawking when we stopped to talk to
some of our friends. So, Erica had decided that it would
be better all round if she took them later so as not to
start our day too badly.

Frankly, I'm a good student but of late I'd been idling
away the time and it had come to the notice of the
principal, a gentleman with an absence of humour. He
called me into his office and explained to me why I was
there, my lack of attention for a start off and then,
poor marks in my homework, which, he was not prepared to
tolerate from one of his star pupils. I told him that I
always seemed to be tired, I certainly didn't tell him
why I was so tired. I spent most of the night, and the
evening before that, making love to Erica. Now that we'd
started there was no stopping us and while she was
demanding she was nothing in comparison to me. I'd got a
lust for sex with other women, so far only with Erica,
from Michelle my English friend with whom I'd been
corresponding by e-mail thought I was also with Florence.
I didn't know where she got her information from but
among other things she'd said that my mother wanted to
fuck me. How we'd got beyond that stage but I recalled
being lay on my bed grasping my breast and shoving my
hand in my pussy when she came into my bedroom. That was
the start of this glorious romance although it couldn't
really be described as a romance when your mother was the
other participant.






Somehow or another we were going to have to put and end
to this "thing". If it wasn't a romance then I had no
idea how to describe it. One problem that was going to
arise very shortly was that Madeline, a former lover of
my mothers, was to return shortly from Germany where she
had been a student. I know how my mother felt about
Madeline so, our romance, for want of a better word,
would shortly have to end. As lusty as my mother is I
couldn't see her coping with two lovers at the same time
and I could see myself out in the cold so to speak.

The friend I mentioned earlier, Michelle, had suggested a
confrontation with Madeline but I think caution is needed
here. Madeline has a reputation of going after what she
wanted and getting it. I'm not trying to suggest she's a
bully, just a very strong willed young woman who was used
to getting her way most of the time. So this was my
predicament, did I have to face off with Madeline or not.
My friend Michelle suggested that maybe Madeline could be
co-opted into a threesome or else I could be one of her
troupe of girls. I wondered if Michelle had any more
outrageous ideas to try on me, surely she didn't expect
me to capitulate to Madeline without a struggle and I
damned well wasn't going to give up Erica either.

Come next week there could either be a massive
confrontation or I would meekly surrender to her. I
wonder what will happen then?????