Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2002 14:05:35 -0400
From: Shay ... <oopy1@msn.com>
Subject: Daughter Takes Over pt. 4

(Ff, inc)

This is a work of fiction and is not intended for those under 18 years of
age. If depictions of loving sexual acts between females offends you, turn
away in horror and leave now, please.

Daughter Takes Over, part 4  (for Elke)
   by Shay

Carolyn and her daughter Sharon were at the arrival gate at the airport to
meet Sharon's father, who was arriving back after one of his everlasting
business trips. He liked to be picked up in order to save paying for
long-term parking.
   Sharon could see her father coming out of the little passageway into the
terminal, his bald head shining under the bright lights. He was carrying
his briefcase and wearing a grey business suit.
   "Hello, dear," he said, giving Carolyn a quick peck on the mouth. Sharon
felt a sharp stab of jealousy as she watched. Mom is mine, she thought
fiercely. She offered her father her cheek, and then they were all three
walking down the long corridor leading to the parking lots.
    "How was your trip, Bill?" asked Carolyn. Bill began prattling away
about business, totally absorbed in recounting the dry details of his
work. Carolyn slowed a step, and reached out behind her husband's back and
held out her graceful hand to her daughter. Sharon, who had been brooding a
bit, instantly brightened, and took her mother's reassuring hand in her
own. Carolyn held her head high and smiled significantly at her beautiful
13-year-old daughter. Both females broke into huge smiles and walked with
their hands joined behind Bill's back.
    "Oh, yes, Bill. How wonderful," said Carolyn absently, as she gazed
soulfully at her lover, Sharon.
    As they held hands, and Carolyn felt her daughter's delicate fingers in
her own, she thought to herself, "I've got to get her a ring." When she
realized what she had been thinking, a delicious, forbidden thrill swept
through her.
    "So, old Hargreaves said that if we sold our interest in--" ranted Bill
as Carolyn tried to calm her racing heart.
    "Bill, I've got to stop a minute, "said Carolyn innocently as she
nodded her head sideways toward the ladies' room.
    "Oh, sure," replied Bill, seeming a bit let down at having to interrupt
his recounting of his business exploits. "I'll, uh...just read the paper."
    "I'll come with you, Mom," Sharon quickly put in, and practically
skipped through the door with her mother.
     Once inside, the woman and the girl turned to face each other. Carolyn
stared into her girl's blue eyes with a hypnotized expression, and slowly
brought her perfectly manucured fingers to her daughter's face and lightly
traced her fingertips across her daughter's heaven-soft cheeks. Carolyn's
lips were parted, her eyes were wide, her chest was rising and falling with
quick shallow breaths. Then she kissed her daughter, tenderly at first, and
then passionately, again and again. Both lovers were frantic for each
other.
     Carolyn finally tore her lips from her daughter's, and, with tears of
love in her eyes, said huskily, "I belong to you, Sharon. Do you
understand? Mommy belongs to her little girl now."
     They kissed softly and lingeringly, Sharon giving a little cry of
girlish delight. Then she drew back slightly and said, "I...I need you to
prove it for me, Mom. I need you to prove to me that you are completely
mine," she explained softly.
    "Mom...I want you to kneel." She nodded encouragingly, and her ponytail
bounced adorably. Deliciously slowly, and staring into her daughter's eyes
the whole time, the adult woman did as she was told and knelt to her
darling daughter. She gazed up at her baby girl, her eyes shining with
love, knowing what it meant to submit to her in this way. Then mother
slowly undid daughter's jeans, and lowered them slowly down her legs. She
kissed her through her panties.
    "Ohhhhh, Mom," groaned Sharon. It seemed that every day brought a
higher level of pleasure and magic and intimacy betwen her Mom and
herself. The teenager was moaning with indescribable pleasure that her
mother would do this at her command, in a public place, with another person
there.
    A blonde woman wearing a gorgeous red dress was standing dumbstruck at
one of the sinks, her mouth open, her eyes wide, watching Carolyn submit to
Sharon's will. Sharon turned her head slowly in the woman's direction, and
looked into her eyes while stroking her mother's dark curls and gently
undulating her hips. Something passed between them, then.
    The woman moved her lips as if to say something, but no sound came
out. Then she went over to the door, her heels making that distinctly
feminine clicking sound as she walked to the door. She paused and stood
there watching Carolyn lick pussy for a long moment, then she reached out
her slender fingers and turned the lock with a loud clack.
    As if in a dream, this sensuous beauty came up behind the teenage girl
and, feather-light, placed her left hand on the girl's hip, and her right
on her shoulder.
    "That's your Mom, huh?" she breathed in Sharon's ear.
    "Y-yeah," managed Sharon through her arousal.
    "You're a very lucky young woman," whispered this sweet goddess to the
teenager in her arms. "There is nothing, absolutely nothing as beautiful as
a woman's love."
    Poor Sharon's knees buckled, and the woman held her up, her arms around
her middle, just under her breasts. Her Mom's tongue was deep inside her,
her finger working circles around her clit. Then the youngster felt her
Mom's loving tongue slide way up inside her, as if she must be kissing her
womb. Simultaneously, the blonde goddess softly put her tongue in Sharon's
ear. The girl screamed from deep in her throat and bucked like a
madwoman. Her orgasm was the strongest she had ever experienced, and it
seemed to go on forever.
     "Ohmigod, ohmigod!" The girl was lost in a world of almost unendurable
pleasure. Finally, her Mom rose, and tilted her darling daughter's pretty
face up with her wet fingertips, and gave her sweet child a kiss thick with
her own scent and taste. The blonde woman gently supported the wobbly
teenager as her Mom quickly cleaned up.
    "By the way, I'm Denise," she whispered in her ear, which was wet with
her saliva.
    "Pleased...pleased..." Sharon tried to say from deep in her afterglow,
"..to meet you, Denise." A long erotic sigh escaped her.
    Denise and Carolyn helped the woozy teenager get her panties and jeans
back in place and then guided her gently to the door. Someone knocked. An
irate woman's voice sharply swore outside the door. Denise tossed her head
and lifted her eyebrows in a what-can-you-do gesture, and unlocked the
door. As the two adult women guided the young girl out of the ladies' room,
Carolyn thought to say to the scowling witch who'd been banging on the
door, "My daughter's not feeling well." She gave her a look as if to say,
you understand.
   Back in the crowded corridor, Denise asked Sharon with a mischievous
smile, "You OK now, Sweetie?" Carolyn and Denise shared warm laughter.
   "Thanks," said Carolyn softly.
   "Any time," replied the beautiful woman, and she flashed a dazzling
smile and turned and was on her way. She seemed to have a noticeable spring
in her step as Carolyn and Sharon watched her disappear into the crowd of
travelers.
   Bill was frowning at the financial page when the gals found him. he
slapped at the page with the back of his hand, annoyed at something he'd
read. He pasted on a smile and asked, "All set, then, ladies?" Even he
couldn't miss that Sharon seemed as boneless as a Gumby. "Is Sharon all
right?" he asked Carolyn.
   "Oh, um, I think she may be coming down with something. We better get
her home, I think." She managed to keep a straight face. She wondered what
he would say if she told him that she and another woman had just given
Sharon the orgasm of her life, and the poor girl was just
pleasure-dazzled. Oh, and by the way, I want to be Sharon's wife, not
yours. It was all Carolyn could do to keep from snorting with amusement.
     When they got to the car, Carolyn asked her husband, "Would you mind
if I rode in back with Sharon? I'm a little concerned about her."
     Bill blinked. "Do you think she's seriously sick?"
     "Oh no, I'm sure it's nothing, but I'd just like to keep an eye on her
is all."
     "Well, I am expecting a fax. I could put my portable fax machine on
the passenger seat..."
     "Great, " enthused Carolyn. "Your work is so important! We'll be quiet
as mice." She wanted very much to high five with her daughter, but she just
opened the rear door and they got in together.
     Carolyn solictously covered them both with the warm cozy car blanket,
and encouraged Sharon to lay her pretty, delicate face on her Mom's soft
breast.
     Bill's fax beeped and whirred every so often as the car moved through
the darkness.  Sharon was enveloped inside her Mom's bomber jacket, and she
was warm under the blanket. Tenderly, her soft girlish lips found her
mother's nipple through her thin t-shirt, and the 13-year-old began
suckling. Carolyn fought the urge to moan. She looked down at her daughter
at her breast, and she seemed so perfect and helpless, like a beautiful
baby girl who couldn't survive more than a few hours without her mother's
love and warmth and nourishment. She knew she would come before they were
half way home. And she did, biting the sleeve of her bomber jacket, and
trying to make incoherent mumbled replies to her husband's occasional
comments about god knows what.

     Once home, Bill went to change. While he was in the bedroom, mother
and daughter sat together on the couch, kissing and murmuring to each other
like honeymooners. When Bill finally entered the room, now wearing a track
suit--so he could collapse in his recliner and watch football--he found
Carolyn sitting with Sharon's head in her lap, stroking her pretty dark
blonde hair. He walked over to the window and idly stared outside. "looks
like the Anderson's got a new truck," he mused.
     "I'm sorry, what did you say, Bill?" Carolyn was reverently fondling
her daughter's breast. Bill turned around and repeated what he had said as
Carolyn gracefully slid her hand to her daughters middle.
     "Anything to eat around here?' inquired Bill suddenly, standing there
in his track suit. He stood there with his mouth open, waiting for a reply.
     Yeah, pussy, thought Carolyn with wicked glee. But not for you!
     "I'll fix something. Want to keep me company in the kitchen, Sweetie?"
Carolyn crooned to her daughter. "You don't have to help, poor thing, just
come keep Mommy company." The females smiled at each other and went off to
the kitchen, while Bill beached himself in his recliner and turned on the
football match.
     Safely out of sight, Sharon softly kissed her mother's neck, and
lightly caressed her breasts, feeling her Mom's nipples stiffen
instantly. In a very innocent little-girl voice, Sharon breathed, "I think
my sweet mother is a sex maniac." She smiled seductively and ran her small
hands over her mother's womanly ass.
     "All because of you," purred Carolyn. They brought their faces
close. They could feel each other's breath on their faces, sense the warmth
of each other's bodies, and Sharon could smell herself on her Mom's
face. Their tongues met, and Sharon sucked gently on her mother's tongue as
they embraced.
     Dinner took an extraordinarily long time to prepare. Bill might have
been stunned to hear his wife, her voice frenzied with desire, say
fiercely, "Oh Sharon, you're the best! I'm your woman now, Sweetie!" if he
had not been shouting at a lame-brained referee in his football game. He
turned up the volume and shouted childishly about a bad call.
     Carolyn staggered in and dropped Bill's dinner rather uncermoniously
onto the tray he had set up so he could eat without interrupting his
football match. "Oh...sorry, Bill," she said distractedly.
     He glanced over briefly, then back to the players on the screen. "You
getting sick, too?" he asked around a mouthful of food.
     "Oh, no, I.....listen, Bill. Would you mind terribly sleeping out here
tonight? I know you just got home and all, but I'm concerned about Sharon
and I'd like her to sleep with me tonight so I can keep an eye on her and
get her anything she might need in the night. That way you wouldn't be
diturbed and you could get your rest."
     And I could watch the second match, too, thought Bill
gleefully. "Sure! You're such a good mother." If he had looked up he would
have seen the delicious smile that passed across Carolyn's face at that
moment. But he didn't, and she went straight back to her little girl.
     "Say goodnight to Daddy." Carolyn stood in the doorway with Sharon,
dressed in her PJ's, in her arms.
    "Goodnight, pumpkin. Hope you feel better." called Bill, between sips
from his mug.
    Oh, I will, thought Sharon excitedly. I will.
     Sharon's Mom carried her little girl into the master bedroom just as
she had on the night they had become lovers. She lay her tenderly into the
bed. The freshly changed sheets were already turned down and waiting for
them. Carolyn went back and closed the door, then turned around and undid
the sash to her robe and let it fall to the floor as she stood maked and
proud and quivering before her daughter. Sharon took off her pyjamas and
threw them aside. Her mother came to the side of the bed and knelt. She
took one of Sharon's perfect feet in her hands as though it were a Ming
vase, and kissed behind the girl's ankle. She then licked her way up her
daughter's calf, taking her sweet time. She kissed the inside of her girl's
lower legs while softly stroking her inner thighs with her hands. When she
could smell and see her child's wetness glistening between her legs, she
lay gently on top of her, with her full soft breast between Sharon's
legs. She moved gently up and back, barely moving at all, really. Then she
lifted up and parted Sharon's lips with her fingers and put her aroused
nipple to her beautiful 13-year-old lover's sex.
     Sharon gasped sharply and began repeating "I love you Mommy," over and
over through her rising pleasure. Carolyn fucked her adored daughter this
way for several minutes, then lowered her head to the girl's well-formed
young breasts and went back and forth between them, licking and kissing and
sucking her daughter's beautiful tits. All the while Sharon kept saying "I
love you Mommy."
    "Yessss," purred Carolyn, moving up on her daughter's body to look into
her flushed face. "And Mommy loves you soooooo much." Carolyn's smooth
thigh was moving against her daughter's sex as she held her pretty face and
kissed her with aching softness. Mother kissed daughter over and over,
sometimes just grazing her lips, other times darting her soft tongue into
her mouth. "Sharon," panted Carolyn urgently.
    After almost an hour of this slow, langorous lovemaking, Carolyn sensed
Sharon, the undisputed Love Of Her Life, nearing an undeniable climax.
    Sharon...sweetie..." She cooed to the fully aroused young girl beneath
her, "do you understand that I want to be your wife?"
    With that, something broke inside of Sharon and she threw her arms and
legs around her Mom, crying and cumming, and bucking beneath her almost
endlessly. Their two spirits truly merged as they held each other as one.
    Finally, Sharon looked up at her mother with her eyes positively alive
with passion and love, and said, with all the spirit in her young womanly
soul, "Will you marry me, Mommy?"
    Carolyn smiled as if she had just entered the gates of Heaven itself.
     "Yes, My Love, my Sharon. My perfect daughter. But, do you know what?"
She traced her daughter's shining face with her fingers. "I am already your
wife in my heart."
     They both cried, and smiled, and held each other close in a lover's
embrace.

     Meanwhile, in the living room, Bill was snoring loudly while a
pitchman on the television screamed about some new model of
automobile. "Szznrk!" He stirred in his sleep and his hand knocked over his
empty mug. "...need those reports....by monday...reports..." he mumbled
deliriously in his sleep, while in the bedroom, Carolyn and Sharon planned
their future together.

  (Hope you liked it, Elke! Anyone who would like to is encouraged to write
to me if you liked my story!)