Date: Mon, 18 Mar 2002 19:15:50 EST
From: Chta919@aol.com
Subject: Chapter Three or "School Play" (w/ preamble)

Thanks to David of nifty.org, here is the third chapter of "School
Play." (He knows what I mean.. a lifesaver, this guy is... and I got it
right this time, David ;o)~ )

A little bit of the warning stuff here, first.

This story, like so many others here, depicts explicit sexual activity
between older females and young females (F/f). If that offends you, just
what are you doing here? You need to leave. If you are under 18, the
law says you must leave immediately. You have taken specific steps to
get here, but you should leave.

Now for the other legal stuff. This is copyrighted material. I have
posted this on nifty.org because I find it to be the best site out there
for erotic literature. The story still belongs to me, though. You can
read it, masturbate to it, or ignore it. Those are your God given
choices. However, you cannot copy it and present it as your own. I
think that my fans can see I work hard on my stories, and plagiarism is
punishable in a court of law. I hope to publish this as part of a book
one day. It would be very embarrassing for you and me if I had to drag
you into court or something. There are plenty of witnesses that it's
mine.

Anyway, one other thing. I have received many wonderful responses from
readers. I am beginning to enjoy quite a fan base :o)~. However, please
understand that these characters are fictional. Real children don't
crave sex with adults, as a rule. You will notice my child characters
don't behave like children in most aspects of their character. They are
more like adults in young bodies. They have and make choices; in fact,
they either begin the sex or condone it in their minds before it takes
place. You should not use my fantasy to convince yourself that children
want sex from adults. While this can be true in some instances, it is
definitely a rare occurrence to say the least. (Okay, there's that story
of me when I was almost 13 and had an enormous crush, but that is rare,
and she was only 22.)

So, sit back and relax. You may pull down your panties, briefs, or
boxers if you wish. Enjoy. And, oh yes. If you like this site, send
'em a little $$ to keep it free. I intend to when I get out of college
(life's little money drain) and become a famous lesbian writer. For now,
I must depend on your kindness to allow me to visit freely and send my
stories. And anyway, as I said, David is one peach of a guy.

Cheryl Taggert <chta919@aol.com>


The Society of the Pussycats Club
Chapter 3


	While all of these girls were waking up to the joys of the day,
there was yet another female who was already having her own fun.  Cheryl
Daniels, Heather and Tina's mother, was sitting at her computer watching
the signal that was coming from the hidden web cam in her young daughters'
room.  Heather had just finished making love to Tina.  It had taken her
years to admit her voracious appetite for sex, especially sex with young
girls, and several more years to admit she found her own daughters sexually
appealing.  When she had bathed Heather at the age of four and found
herself washing the little girl`s vulva for at least five minutes--with her
bare hand--she had been forced to assess her feelings.  She remembered now
how the soapy slickness of the little girl's mound had excited her.  When
she had masturbated later to the memory of the contact--masturbated to
perhaps the best orgasm she had ever experienced to that point--she had
admitted to herself that she was so horny that she even found her little
girls enticing.
	At first she thought her incestuous desires for their sweet, young
bodies would subside, but she had been wrong.  As they grew up--and
out--she had found herself aching to see them, to touch them, to make love
to them.  She had begun to see it as her job as a mother, to teach her
children everything about sex that she could teach them.  She had only
acted on the impulse once, sneaking unnoticed into their bedroom and making
love to the sleeping form of Heather one night when Tina had spent the
night at a friend`s.  She had licked the young girl's pussy lips so gently
that she had not awakened.  But she had come.  Lord, how she had come.  And
Cheryl had come as well, fingering her gushing pussy until she exploded
over the prone figure of her little girl.
	There had been one nervous moment when she had thought she noticed
that Heather had awakened momentarily, and her heart had raced in her chest
until she thought the sound of it would almost certainly wake Heather.  But
Heather had simply shifted in the bed, unknowingly providing an easier
access to her little honey pot.  After they had both come, she sneaked out
again and returned to bed.  That had been nearly a year ago, but her
condemned desires continued.  And now she had placed a hidden camera in
their room where the girls would never find it.  It had been her habit to
watch the girls dress and undress, masturbate on occasion, and a month ago,
begin to have sex with each other.  Of course, she, too, had masturbated to
powerful orgasms whenever she watched them.  Her orgasm for that morning
had downgraded the raging fire in her pussy to a dull ache, which she
continued to massage lightly in preparation for another orgasm.
	Now as she watched the two girls after Heather had mimicked almost
exactly what her mother had done to her, she noticed they were talking.
She reached over and turned up the volume on the speaker that picked up the
hidden microphone that had been placed in a bedside clock.  Their
conversation both excited and shocked her.  Tina was revealing the contents
of a dream--a sex dream--about her.  Cheryl realized her daughter had
become aroused at first by having a girl's wet dream about her.  She almost
couldn't believe her ears.
	But what came next was the real shock.  Heather REMEMBERED her
mother's silent seduction, but thought it had been a dream.  So she had
been awake, after all, but only barely so.  And not only that, but the
memory of the dream was a turn on for the thirteen-year-old.  She was
admitting to her little sister that she often masturbated thinking about
sex with Cheryl, her mother, who was nearly cumming from this ecstatic
news.  Hearing this, Cheryl placed one hand on one of her erect nipples
while the other attacked her clit.  The sudden awareness that her young
daughters, both of them, were as sexually aroused by the thought of having
sex with their mother as she was about having sex with them sent her
cascading over the brink to an orgasm so powerful she nearly fainted.
	Cheryl suddenly realized that she was going to have sex with her
little girls, and sooner rather than later.  All she needed to do was catch
the girls, or maybe even steer the conversation to sex even, and the rest
of their lives would never be the same.
	She realized her daughters were making plans of their own.  Plans
to seduce their mother.  Well, well... that would certainly make things
easier.  She listened to their plan.  It was perfect.  She would be having
sex with her gorgeous daughters by tonight.
	Then another snippet of conversation caught her ear.  The mention
of Susan, Heather's little friend from down the street, made her tune in
even more acutely.  Susan was one hot little girl.  More than once, Cheryl
had brought herself to wonderful orgasms while fantasizing about her.  One
reason she had installed the hidden camera and microphone a couple of weeks
ago was to catch Heather and Susan together.  She was sure they were having
sex with each other.  She had not been able to catch them together, but she
knew it was only a matter of time.
	Cheryl gathered from the conversation between her daughters that
Susan had also had sex with Tina.  But there was more.  Cheryl listened as
Heather told her little sister about their teachers, Miss Simmons and Miss
Taylor.

	Heather and Tina had finished their planning to seduce their
mother.
	"When do you want to do it?  This afternoon?" asked Tina,
excitedly.
	"I can't this afternoon, maybe tonight.  Susan and I have a date."
	Tina was curious.  "A date?  With who?"
	Heather seemed to hesitate a bit.  Susan had made it clear that she
didn't want Tina to know about Miss Simmons and Miss Taylor.  But now she
had slipped up and mentioned the date.  The thoughts of having sex with
their mother had distracted her thinking.
	"If I tell you, do you PROMISE not to tell?  If you do, Susan will
never speak to either of us, and she won't be around to play sex games
with, either.  Not to mention that two nice people will probably go to
jail.  In fact, Susan and I would be sent to a girls' school.  You can`t
even tell Susan, because she didn`t want you to know."
	"Hey, I just told you my secret.  Now it's your turn!"
	"Okay.  Susan and I are going to have sex with Miss Simmons and
Miss Taylor.  We're going to meet them later, go to their apartment, and
have an orgy."
	Tina's little mouth dropped open.  This was incredible news.  She
would be in seventh grade next year.  What if she got either of her
school's sexiest teachers?  Her pussy started to quiver back to life at the
thought of it.
	"Have you done anything with them before?" she asked, wanting all
the details.
	"Yesterday, with Miss Simmons."
	"You're joking!"
	"No, it happened.  Really.  Susan and I had snuck off into the
woods to have some fun when we were followed by Miss Simmons.  She caught
us, and we caught her, so to speak.  She was rubbing herself off while
watching Susan and me getting it on."
	"Wow!"  The little twelve-year-old couldn't believe it, but she
could tell it was true from the lustful look in Heather's eyes as she
remembered the incident.  "But what about Miss Taylor?"
	"Oh!  That's the best part.  It seems that she and Miss Simmons
have been lovers since they were our age.  And not only that , but they
both like young girls.  Everyone thinks they share an apartment, but really
they are a lesbian couple.  And Susan and I are going to be fucking with
them this afternoon, which is why I can't put our plan into action with
Mom."
	"So when is this supposed to happen?"
	"Susan should be here any minute, actually.  That's why I have to
get dressed.  We decided to help them get their rooms in order so they can
be finished faster."
	With that, Heather rose from the bed and began to change into a
summer outfit.  She noticed Tina watching, but what she didn't know was
that her mother was watching as well.
	Tina was obviously disappointed, but she had gotten horny again by
listening to Heather's story about the sexy teachers.  Tina wondered what
it would be like to eat a grown woman's pussy.  She began to rub her pussy
again while fantasizing about what that would be like.  She didn't know it,
but she would soon find out.

	Cheryl was hatching a plan of her own as she watched and listened
to the two girls.  She decided that she would allow Heather to leave with
Susan for their day together.  She wanted time alone with Tina.  The
teachers and girls didn't know it, but their orgy was going to have two new
participants--she and Tina.  Yes, this was going to be an absolutely
orgasmic day.  She stood up and smiled as she pulled on her robe.  Turning
off the computer, she noticed little Tina start to rub harder as the
doorbell rang.
	"Mom, I'm going out with Susan.  Be home this afternoon sometime,"
Heather called in the direction of her mother's room.  She knew that was
where she would be on her day off.  Lately, Heather had noticed that on her
off days, her mother awoke early but stayed in her room until the girls had
come out for breakfast.  The only reason she knew she was awake was that
she was aware her mother kept her alarm on every day to get up at the same
time, 6 AM.  Until a few weeks ago, she had been coming out earlier, but
lately that had changed.
	"That's fine, hon," she called as she opened the door to her room
and came out.
	The sight of her mother in her robe made Heather remember her and
Tina's plan.  She hoped she would be up for it tonight.  She could see the
outline of her mother's erect nipples through the flimsy material of the
robe.  It made her think of how sexy her mother looked.  Her mom hugged her
tightly just before she opened the door.  Heather noticed the smell of
pussy on her mother, but then again, why not?  She was, as she had noticed
numerous times, a very sexy woman.  Without anyone in her life, she would
certainly masturbate on occasion.  Perhaps she had had a sexy dream about
Tina while Tina was having one about her?  The thought was indeed
intriguing.
	Susan's smiling face in the open doorway made Heather shift her
thoughts to her and Susan's plans for the day.  Then her mother was hugging
Susan too.  She held the hug for an extra second or two.
	"You girls enjoy yourselves today," she said, as the girls left and
the door shut behind them.  The girls noticed, but did not understand,
Cheryl's smile.
	Susan had also noticed Cheryl's scent.  "Did you smell that?  It
made me want to come right then.  I`m already so randy I could die."
	"Yeah, but that's not the half of it.  Wait until I tell you about
Tina's dream."
	Heather had told Susan about her own fantasies when Susan had
admitted having lustful thoughts about Heather's mother, Cheryl.  Because
of this, she saw no reason to keep Tina's dream a secret, even though she
had promised not to tell anyone.  In Heather's mind, that did not include
Susan, who would fuck a doorknob if given the chance and brag to everyone
about it later.
	As they walked toward their school, Heather informed Susan of
everything that had gone on that morning with Tina.  It only served to
stoke the fires burning in Susan's warm pussy.

	Cheryl watched through the small opening in the living room
curtains to be sure Heather hadn't forgotten something and was indeed
leaving.  Then she moved quickly to her bedroom again, turning on the
monitor that now displayed an image of her younger daughter Tina in the
middle of a rather heated masturbation session.  She smiled and went out of
her room and down the hall to Tina and Heather's room.  She had decided
that it was time, especially since the girls had planned on seducing her
later.  But Cheryl had other plans.  She had plans for them all, including
the young teachers.

	Tina was working rapidly at her wet, raw pussy when the door opened
suddenly.  For the tiniest fraction of a moment, she hoped it was Heather,
but the realization that she had not locked the bedroom door and checked to
make sure it was tightly closed came crashing down on her as her mother
entered the room.
	"Tina, gather your dirty clo..." her mother stopped in
mid-sentence.  Tina found herself staring into the beautiful eyes of her
mother.  Her hand stopped its rapid dance and simply held onto the fully
moistened lips of her pussy.  She had been only seconds from orgasm, and
while her eyes knew she'd been caught rubbing her little pussy, her pussy
had no idea of the situation.  All it knew was that the orgasm had been
built to the crest.  The sudden pressure of her hand on the most sensitive
area of her little cunny was too much to hold back the inevitable.  Tina
watched her mother's reaction as the orgasm began to cascade over her young
body.  Her lithe body spasmed and shook; the orgasm's intensity forced her
eyes to close involuntarily, shutting out the unwanted sight of her mother
catching her at her most private moment.  The orgasm jabbed jolts of
pleasure into her body that she could not deny.  The moans of her cumming
filled the room, and she heard them as if they were coming from someone
else.  Her tiny body began to twitch and jump with the end of her orgasmic
bliss.
	Her already flushed cheeks grew redder when she opened her eyes to
take in the sight of her mother, who was still standing there, staring at
her.  Tina expected her mother to be angry.  But she was surprised to see
an entirely different look on her lovely mother's face.  It was a look that
the twelve-year-old could not place.  Had she been more experienced with
her mother's moods, she would have quickly recognized the look of utter and
complete lust.  But as it was, she was unfamiliar with that expression that
now covered her mother's face as surely as her cum covered her exhausted
fingers.
	"M-M-Mommy," she stammered, embarrassed not only to be caught with
her fingers in her honey pie, but also to be watched by her own mother
while she came.  Just a little while ago, she and Heather had been planning
their mother's seduction.  Now all she wanted was to be alone--totally
alone--while she cleaned up.  It was apparent that her mother wouldn't
oblige the silent plea.  Her eyes began to tear up and overflow her lids.
Tears of embarrassment slid in rivers down her cheeks.  "I'm sorry, Mommy."
And then the floodgates opened as she began to sob.
	"Oh, Tina, honey.  Don't cry, sweetheart.  Mommy isn't mad.  Not at
all."  Cheryl sat on the edge of the bed that had begun to smell like a
pussy cum factory.  She held her daughter to her and cooed words to soothe
her.  "Tina, dear, don't cry.  I understand what you are doing.  Mommy did
it when she was your age.  I still do."
	Cheryl's words were beginning to register in Tina's distraught
mind.  At first she had thought the tables had been turned.  She and
Heather had planned to have the upper hand, but now Mom did.  But now, she
heard her mom saying things that surprised her.  In fact, her mother's
words were causing her heart to beat faster because they excited her.  Her
mother was confessing to masturbating herself.
	She looked up into her mother's eyes.  "You're not mad?" she
sniffled.
	"Of course not, baby.  Why would I be?  I did the same things when
I was your age."
	"Then it's okay if I . . ."  she wanted to say "rub my pussy" but
decided it was inappropriate to say to her mother.
	"Masturbate?" Cheryl finished the sentence for her.  "Of course it
is, honey.  Does Heather masturbate too?" she asked dumbly, as if unaware
of all that had happened that morning and before, when she snuck into the
room to lick her older daughter's pussy.
	"She taught . . ." Uh-oh.  That might be saying too much.  But
again, her mother finished her sentence, her voice remaining kind and
gentle.
	"She taught you how to masturbate?"
	Tina nodded.  She was not aware of what was happening, but the
signals she was receiving from her mother led her to believe that she and
Heather would be free to do as they pleased with each other sexually, even
to the point of including Susan.
	"That's okay, honey.  Your Aunt Sarah taught me."  She looked into
her daughter's eyes.  The comment obviously startled her.  Cheryl's older
sister had taught her more than masturbation.  She had taught her how to
pleasure girls.  Cheryl had been a good pupil, learning quickly how to
finger and lick Sarah's pussy.  Sarah had returned the favor, of course,
and that had been the beginning of Cheryl's love of other girls.
	"You and Aunt Sarah . . . ?"
	"Yes, dear.  We were lovers when I was your age.  Younger,
actually.  I think Sarah started with me when I was 11, because I remember
she had just turned 13, herself."
	This was all too much for Tina.  Her mother had been seduced by her
older sister the same as Tina had been seduced by Heather, her own older
sister.
	Gradually, Tina became aware that she was still lying naked on top
of the covers with cum drying on her fingers.  As this thought came to her,
she became aware of more.  Her mother's hand had been rubbing her back in
gentle strokes.  Now, her hand was starting to move toward her ass,
measuring a sweeping caress as it moved over the muscular globes of flesh.
Tina wondered what she should do.  On the one hand, what her mother was
doing and saying was a bit shocking to the twelve-year-old.  On the other
hand, however, each of these shocking revelations and seemingly casual
caresses were beginning to turn her on again.  She thought of the dream she
had had of her mother licking her pussy into orgasm.  She wondered if her
mother was aware of the effects of her words and touch.  She continued
listening, hoping her mother was indeed aware of the feelings and urges
that were swelling in her little daughter.
	"Actually, honey, there is so much Mommy could teach you.  And
Heather, too.  Isn't it a mommy's duty to teach her little girls how to
satisfy their partners?"
	As Tina snuggled firmly into her mother's warmth, she noticed
something else.  Only one of Mom's hands were busy on Tina's smooth body
and ass.  Her other was occupied with her own body.  She watched out of the
corner of her eye as Cheryl used her other hand to reach in and pinch her
own nipples.  Then the hand rubbed the tit flesh, massaging the areole into
a mass of goose pimples.
	Tina continued listening to her mother's voice as it soothed her
daughter into accepting that which had already been accepted.  Tina wanted
her mother to continue.  She wanted her mother to tell her everything, to
massage all the places that mattered, to make love to her.
	Tina continued to watch as Cheryl's hand parted the folds of the
robe and continued down to her own pussy.  Tina watched with fascination as
her mother began to masturbate herself.
	Cheryl noticed the girl's rapt attention.  She asked the question
she already knew the answer to.  "Do you want to watch mommy and learn some
new things?"
	Tina looked directly into her mother's eyes.  This was it, the
moment of truth as they say.  And with a nod of her head, she changed all
their lives forever.
	Cheryl smiled, took off the robe, cast it to the floor, and lay
back on the girl's bed.  She watched Tina's eyes grow big.  Cheryl knew she
wouldn't have seen a grown woman's pussy up close before.  Her legs were
spread and her sticky labia were in full view.  She took her hand and used
her fingers to spread the wet labia that hid her clitoris.  The tiny button
was aching for attention, and that is exactly what she intended to give it.
	Plunging the first two fingers of her right hand into her
cum-soaked vagina, she began to piston in and out with a steady rhythm.
Using her left hand, she started massaging her pulsating clit between the
index and second fingers in a scissor-like grip.  All the while, she
watched the cherubic face of her twelve-year-old daughter while she in turn
watched her mother's hands masturbating the wet pussy.  She noticed the
little girl subconsciously licking her sweet lips.  She also noticed that
the little girl had become busy as well.  Her fingers were beginning to
massage the puffy lips of her own vulva.
	Tina glanced at her mom and saw her watching her.  "Is it okay if I
do this?" she asked, indicating her own fingers on her tender, nearly
hairless pussy.
	"Of course, sweetheart.  Do whatever comes naturally to you."
	The angelic face smiled in return and continued watching her
mother's show while the fingers plunged into her own excited mound.
	Cheryl decided she wanted more, and now!
	"Honey, do you know what would make both you and mommy feel extra
good?"
	"What, mommy?"  Tina's eyes were eager.
	"Do you ever kiss Heather's pussy and lick her clitty?"
	The situation was beyond lies.  "Yes."
	"Lie on top of mommy with your face at mommy's pussy.  Put your
sweet pussy next to mommy's mouth.  We can do what is called a 69."
	Tina obeyed immediately.  She was longing to taste her mother's
much larger pussy.  And she had a feeling her mother was longing to taste
hers, too.
	Looking at the tiny labia, Cheryl took the final step to an
incestuous life with her own daughters.  The temptation, however, was too
much to ignore.
	She felt Tina's hot little mouth glue itself to her gaping slit and
begin to lick the cum from the recesses of her sensitive pussy.  The
sensation of having her own twelve-year-old daughter's mouth on her pussy
made her gasp in astonishment at how erotic the thrill was.
	Reaching out with her own tongue, she licked gently at the swollen
flesh of her baby's vulva and clitoris.  She poked her tongue into the
entrance of her vagina and tasted the fresh cum as it leaked from that
heated opening.  She plunged her tongue into and out of her daughter's
pussy like a man's cock.  Abandoning herself to the feelings that were
overwhelming her, she began to suck the labia, vagina, and clitoris.  She
felt herself becoming intoxicated with the tastes and fragrances of the
youthful pussy that was now hers to enjoy.  This pussy would be hers any
time she wanted it.  And Heather's pussy would be next.  Then maybe little
Susan's and those teachers' pussies as well.  The sheer power of these
thoughts caused her to feel the first stirrings of her approaching orgasm.
Even at this early stage, she knew it would be massive in its intensity.
	Just as she thought the sensations devouring her body couldn't get
any better, little Tina stuck three fingers into her vagina and began to
finger-fuck her mother's creaming pussy.  It was too much for Cheryl.  She
surrendered to the most powerful orgasm she'd had in years.  Just as this
happened her daughter's body began to rock and shiver with its own
approaching orgasm.  Cheryl's orgasm seemed to come speeding like a train
from some remote area of her body, maybe even outside her body.  It slammed
into her like a runaway truck of passion and sensuous sensation.
	Cheryl became oblivious to everything but her own body and the
orgasm that was tossing it like a rag doll around her daughter's bed.  She
was vaguely aware that Tina, too, was cumming.  Her own tiny body shivered
and shook as the orgasm overtook her youthful body.  She could feel the
vibrations that her daughter's moaning caused in the sweet lips that
devoured her pussy with love.  These vibrations registered in her pussy and
sent her into paroxysms of orgasmic bliss.  She became aware that she was
moaning as well.  No, she was screaming.  Unintelligible words sank into
her daughter's ripe pussy flesh and disappeared.
	After a few moments, the two lovers--mother and daughter--lay in
each other's arms, cooing words of love and joy.  They napped.  Later, when
Cheryl awoke, Tina was sucking her left breast tenderly.  Not so much as a
lover, but as a child would.  It was an activity borne of comfort and
pleasure.  When she realized her mother was awake, Tina looked at her and
smiled, a look of complete satisfaction covering her cum-stained face.
	Cheryl pulled the child to her and kissed her with a soft
passionate kiss.  Their lips pressed feverishly together; their tongues
intertwined.  Pulling back, Cheryl knew that they must get up.  Otherwise,
the day would not progress.  And she meant for it to progress.  She might
even let Sarah in on the fun.  "C'mon, honey.  We need to shower and get
dressed.  We have a lot to do today."
	"What, mommy?  What do we need to do?"
	"Fun stuff.  You'll like it, I am sure."
	Mother and daughter moved toward the bathroom to begin the day.