Date: Fri, 25 Sep 2009 06:03:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Joyce
Subject: Daughter Takeover: Part III

This is a work of fictions and does not represent the beliefs of the
author. Do not read if you are under the age of 18.

Daughter Takeover Part III
By Joyce

	Amy lay silently next to me and I watched as her chest rose up and
down with her peaceful breathing. The crisp white sheets lay across her
waist revealing the slopes of her firm round breasts. They looked suck able
so I moved in towards her and took one of her nipples in my mouth. She
shifted and moaned, her eyes fluttered open and she smiled.
	"What a great way to wake up in the morning," she said and rolled
over to her side breaking my connection to her breast. She moved her head
down towards mine and sucked my bottom lip into her mouth. Her hand moved
up and down my side and then slid over my ass and cupped it.
	"Honey we have to get up and start the day," I said as I broke our
kiss.
	"But mom, it's Saturday," Amy groaned and I was quickly reminded
that I was lying next to my daughter who in the last week turned into my
lover.
	"You might be off from school but I have work to do and bills to
pay," I said and with that conviction I climbed out of bed and headed
towards the bathroom door.

	I made a breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast and I watched my
daughter wolf it down eagerly. The way we've been going at it I knew that
she needed to recharge before anything happened again.  As I watched her
eat a thought popped into my head that was bothering me all night. I
discovered the night before that my daughter was not a virgin and not only
that but she seemed far more experienced with this lesbian affair then I
was.
	"Amy I have to ask you something," I said. Amy paused and to take a
sip of orange juice and then waited for me to pose my question.
	"Have you been doing this for a long time," I said almost
sheepishly. I no longer felt like the authority figure in this
relationship. My daughter had far surpassed me in this category. My eyes
roamed upwards and met her piercing blue gaze. She gave me a wise and
knowing smile.
	"You're the one that sent me to an all girls private school," Amy
said with a sly grin.
	"I didn't send you to school to fuck around with girls!" I
yelled. I was surprised at the anger that rose in my voice. I'm paying good
money at that school!"
	"And it's paying off," my rebellious young blond shouted
back. "Hello mom I'm top of my class, captain of the varsity volleyball
team and plus...," she paused and looked at me from under her lids, "I get
to share my extracurricular activities with you." She was leaning into the
table and I could see the curve of her cleavage.  There was nothing I could
say, she was right. Sending her to an all girls private school was the best
thing that ever happened to me... ever happened to us.
	"So, does that mean you're a lesbian," I whispered.
	"Are you," she asked. I opened my mouth to respond but found that I
really had nothing to say.
	"Let's just say that I'm sexually liberated," Amy responded. "I
have had dick and I like it and I have a wide selection of pussy and I like
it. And I've had you, and I love that more than anything." I felt my face
burning under my daughters gaze after she shared this compliment.
	Amy spent the rest of the morning sharing her sexual escapades at
her school. She told me how the girls don't claim each other; no one was in
a relationship. They just shared each other and found every opportunity
they could to have sex. They would do it in the locker room after practice
or in the bathroom during passing period. She told how on one occasion she
stayed after class with a girl who came from behind with a strap on and
fucked her by her teacher's desk.  My pussy throbbed as I imagined all that
transpired at my daughter's school.
	"I kinda have a fantasy about you mom," Amy said with a flash of a
devilish grin.
	"What is it," I asked a bit apprehensively.
	"Why don't we go up to your bed room to act it out," Amy said as
she grabbed my hand and led me upstairs."

	After a short while I stood in my bedroom fully dressed in my
daughters school girl outfit. Her white button up shirt barely fit over my
boobs so a cascade of cleavage spilled over the top of the shirt. I pared
her skirt with black stockings and sky high heels. My bedroom was very
large equipped with a King sized canopy bed, a walk-in closet, adjacent
bathroom with a sitting room, and an raised stage with a stripper pole that
I use partly for exercise and partly for my personal pleasure.
	"Dance for me mommy," my daughter commanded. I made my way to the
stage and grabbed a hold of the pole with one hand and did a turn around
it. I faced her and with one hand raised over my head holding on to the
pole, I slowly slid down bending my knees and flashed my cunt as I went
down. I was referring back to my stripper days, undressing slowly as I
went: first the shirt, then the skirt until I was down to just my stocking
and heels. I pushed my boobs together and raised my nipple to my mouth and
flicked it with my tongue.
	Amy was on the stage now moving closer towards me. She had stripped
down to nothing and from the look on her face she was exercising all of her
will power not to jump on me and take me down at that moment. For my final
move I lifted myself on the poll, pulling and wrapping my legs over my head
and wrapped it around the pole.  I hung upside down and slowly slid
downwards. The move was enough to drive Amy crazy because by the time I
landed on the bottom Amy had climbed over me and buried her face in my
crotch and I had her crotch in my face as well.  We were liked in a 69 with
me propped on the pole and my legs spread in the air above me with my head
rested on the stage craning my neck to taste Amy's sweet nectar.
	Amy did all she could to drive her tongue in her pussy and my moans
were muffled in between her dripping wet lips. As if that wasn't enough,
Amy decided to stick 3 of her fingers in my pussy as she nibbled at my
clit. Then I felt her attempting to push a fourth. I could care less about
what she was doing to my pussy because it felt so glorious until I felt her
applying more pressure and I felt my vagina stretch to capacity.
	"Aaaah Fuck!!," I screamed into her crotch. Amy had her entire hand
inside me up to her wrist and was pumping in and out of my
crotch. Instantly I felt my orgasm climbing. I did my best to meet her
efforts, pile driving my tongue into her snatch and driving 2 of my fingers
into her ass. She humped her pussy over my face and growled in
ecstasy. When I felt her rotating her hand inside me that's when I came
over the egde!
	"Oh FUCK FUCK FUCK!!," I screamed and I felt my body shaking out of
control. It was a complete out of body experience. I felt my cum spraying
in all different directions. At that moment Amy let out a scream and I felt
her cream trickling down my face. After we both recovered she climbed off
of me and let me slide further down on the floor. I was so spent that I
didn't notice when she left the room but when she came back I gasped to
catch my breath. She stood in front of my rubbing a 10 inch thick black
dildo. Pure lust washed over her face! I didn't know who this person was.
	"Get on your knees slut," my daughter barked at me with
authority. Although my body was tired I was compelled to listen to her
command. On my knees my face was positioned right in front of the
dildo. She moved to place the tip on my lips and I opened my mouth to
invite it in. I gently licked the tip and then slid my tongue down the
intimidating shaft. I felt Amy grab the back of my head and pushed it
forward driving the dildo deep in to my throat. After years of experience
with blow jobs I didn't gag. Amy began to move her hips and fucked my mouth
with the strap on. After the dildo was completely drenched with my saliva,
she pulled out and pushed me on the stage.
	I laid on my back and instinctively spread my legs apart creating
an access for her. Amy bent over me and slid the dildo over my labia
collecting the remnants of my previous orgasm. Then she positioned the tip
at my whole and grabbed both of my arms and pinned them over my head at the
wrist with her own hand. With that she drove the 10 inch strap on to the
hilt. I felt my pussy adjusting to the width of the invading rod. I gasped
and craned my neck in both pleasure and pain. Then she pulled out a couple
inches and rammed it back in.
	I wanted nothing more to grab her ass and bring her dipper into me
but her hold on my wrists where incredibly strong. I could do nothing but
whither under the assault of my pussy.
	"Oh yes deeper baby go deeper," I cried and Amy did all she could
to oblige me. It was as if the strap on was an extension of her and she
maneuvered it with such precision repeatedly hitting my G spot.
	"Oh god oh god," I moaned as I felt the cum erupting from my pussy
but she didn't let up. She kept pumping in and out.
	"Amy please stop," I cried.
	"Shut up slut," Amy snapped back, "Its my turn now." She was going
to ride me until she reached her climax as I felt the second wave moving
over my body.
	"OH FUCK," I cried as I sprayed both of us with my second round of
cum. Our thighs slopped together from my pussy juices making the rhythm
harder to maintain. Amy gave one final thrust inside me and I felt her go
stiff and gave a piercing cry through the air. We both passed out from
pleasure and exhaustion and as we slept the stinging stench of pussy and
sweat wafted through our nostrils.