Date: Sun, 20 Oct 2002 13:43:17 EDT
From: Louisamay1111@aol.com
Subject: Jill's Heart ch2

      She stood up, then leaned down and put one arm under Gwen's neck and
the other under her thighs. She lifted her and carried her to the large
queen-sized bed made up in the corner on the floor.  There she laid the girl
down in the center, and stood at the foot looking down at her. Gwen was
completely relaxed, arms at her sides, legs apart.  "You are so beautiful,
little one. Do you want to see me? All of me?" All Gwen could do was nod
weakly.

    Jill reached down and pulled her long tee-shirt up and over her head. Her
brown hair spilled over her shiny shoulders, over her breasts. Gwen saw that
each nipple was hard, and long, like a little finger point, and circled by a
dark area that was large enough to almost cover the breast. Jill stood,
smiling. She touched a nipple, and gently squeezed. "See? They are very
happy. And here," she turned around and smiled at the little girl over her
shoulder, "is my bottom."

    Gwen had never actually touched herself before with intent. She may have
noticed that it felt good in the shower, or riding her bike, but she'd never
consciously went at it to get off. Even now, it was an unconscious urging
that drove her hand to slip over the covers from her side over her thigh and
to the area that still tingled deliciously. She wasn't aware of  her fingers
moving slowly over the crotch of her underpants. She was only conscious of
the roller-coaster swoop of her tummy as her mother smilingly displayed her
beautiful bottom, that same bottom Gwen had seen so near, and that had made
her blush so.  Now, as Jill put her thumbs in the waistband of her white
cotton panties, Gwen just felt like she wanted to kiss that beautiful bottom,
to lose herself in its musky dark curves and crevices. "Oh," she whimpered.

    Jill slowly wriggled the panties down her thighs, to her knees, and all
the way to her feet.  Then she kicked off the panties and sat at the foot of
the bed.

    "Do you like that, honey?" Jill murmured.

    Little Gwen could only nod and sigh.

    "Sit up for a second, little one."

    Gwen sat up, looking expectantly at her beautiful, naked mother sitting
cross-legged on the bed before her. "What?"

    "Here," said Jill solemnly. "I want to show you everything." And she
leaned back, grasped the backs of both her ankles, and spread her legs wide
open. "It's all for you, little one. For you."

     The sight was breathtaking. Gwen almost felt like she would cry, her
mother was so beautiful. There was Jill's full-lipped vagina that she'd only
glimpsed, open and glistening like a dew-moistened flower. And her Mom's most
secret place, her pink, dark bottom hole, alive between her silken cheeks.
Gwen felt her face go hot with pleasure, and awe.

    "Do you want to touch me?"

    Gwen gasped. A sharp longing filled her, and she looked into her mother's
warm brown eyes. "Can I?"

    Jill smiled. "Of course, little love. I want you to."

    Gwen leaned forward to kneel on all fours before her mother's outspread
offering. The little girl didn't even notice that her shorts were still
halfway down her thighs. Her panties, Jill noticed with a pang, were tucked
lewdly into her little crack where Gwenny had rubbed herself. The sight made
her shudder, and she opened her legs even wider.

    "Go ahead, little one. Touch me. Pet me, like a little mouse."

    Gwen giggled. "What a cute little mouse," she breathed. She put out her
little hand and touched a finger to the rosy outer lip of Jill's sex. "It's
so soft!"

    "Mm-hmm. Touch me in the middle, honey, right there in the long little
hole."

    Gwen took a deep breath. "Alright." She lay her little index finger at
the moist crevice between her mother's inner lips and pressed. Her finger
sank about an inch, and she stopped, unsure.

    "That's it, love. Go ahead, push your finger in." Gwen did so, and her
finger sank in a few more inches.

    "I almost have my whole finger inside you!" Gwen whispered.

    "Mm, I know, my angel. Do you like this?"

    Gwen looked up adoringly at her beautiful mother's face. "Oh, Mom, yes,
yes!"

    "That makes me very happy, honey." Jill wiggled her bottom slightly. "You
know what you can do to make me even more happy?"

    "What?"

    "Put another finger in, and then move them around, kind of like you're
spreading butter all over my insides. Okay?"

    Gwen's eyes were wide. "Okay." She slowly sank her middle finger in to
join its mate, then tentatively began moving them.

    "It's alright, Gwen honey, you're not going to hurt me. The more you move
your fingers around in me, the better it feels."

    "Really?"

    "Mm-hmm."

    So Gwen concentrated on moving her fingers more forcefully, marveling at
the warm, wet, and spongy feel of her mother's insides.

    Jill sighed deeply. "Oh, honey, that feels great. You can move them in
and out, too. And all over my pussy, especially up here," and she brought one
hand down to spread and uncover the bright bud of her swollen clitoris,
"where it's really sensitive." Her hand went back to grasp her ankle.

    Gwen dutifully began to focus on using her little fingers to spread the
butter, around, in, out, and up and down. She murmured, "I like that."

    Jill's eyes fluttered. "What, honey?"

    Gwen was beginning to find a rhythm. She blushed. "You call it your. .
.pussy." And her blush deepened.

    Jill smiled. "Oh, you darling, you're blushing again!" Gwen grinned, and
slithered her fingers over her mother's tender bud. "Ooh. Oh, Gwenny, that's
wonderful." She put her head back. "Mm."

    "Is this good?" Gwen asked, starting to feel that melting feeling in her
own. . .pussy.

    Jill brought her head back and said shakily, "Oh yes, little girl, this
is very good." She grinned. "I love what you're doing to my pussy." She said
it slowly, in a whisper. It made Gwen's insides turn to jelly. Jill slowly
brought her legs down, leaving her knees up and wide. She leaned her face in
to Penny's, who looked up and stopped  her work.

    "Oh, don't stop, little one," breathed Jill, "and let your other hand
have some fun, too. I just had to kiss you." And she gently pressed her lips
into Gwen's as the little girl continued snaking her fingers all over Lily's
now very slick pussy.

    The kiss parted, and Jill, inches away from her pretty daughter's face,
whispered, "I'm so happy we're making love, just the two of us. Are you happy
to love me like this?" Jill's voice was very shaky now.

    "Ohh, Mommy," was all Gwen could respond, as Jill, rather more roughly
this time, mashed her lips to Gwen's and thrust her tongue inside, moaning.

    "Ohhh!" She breathed as she broke away from the kiss. "Honey, baby,
listen. . .ooh!. . .oh my little girl, take one of your wonderful fingers,
ah, GOD. . . put a finger," and she leaned back again to spread her cheeks,
"in my bottom, honey, right in my asshole."

    Gwen, all business now, took one hand out of her mother's lathered slit
and touched a finger to the moist, exotic hole below.

    "Yes, baby, right there, just work it in, just like you're doing with the
rest of me."

    Her little finger slick with Jill's fragrant juice, Gwen pushed at the
musky little orifice. She felt and saw it pooch out a bit to meet her!

    "Yes, honey, push it in, oh my God, push it in, lover!" Gwen, fascinated,
and now very wet herself, pushed, and watched as her finger sank into her
mother's bottom up to the big knuckle!

    "YES!! Fuck me, Gwen honey, oh GOD, ohhh, I love you so much! FUCK ME!!"

    Gwen worked furiously now, gliding and burrowing, pumping and rubbing.
She was aware of an amazing smell, animal and overpowering. The smell of
Jill's heat, her beautiful excitement. And Gwen was making it happen!

     "Oh my GOD, oh, Gwen! OH!" And her hips bucked as her hands flew to
stroke, caress her darling child. In her joyous delirium, she kissed her
daughter's hair, reached for and plucked at the beautifully skewed
underpants, pulled the shorts down fully to her little knobby knees and
caressed the smooth, thin thighs. All of this between fits of incoherent
pleasure.

    Soon Gwen worried that she might be hurting her mother, her reactions
were so intense. She sure sounded like she was in pain. But at that moment,
Jill slapped a hand on hers and rubbed. Hard.

    "OH! OH! God! Aaaah, GOD!" And as she rubbed, forcing Gwen's hands to
abrade the soft pussy flesh with a violence that shocked her, Jill lay back
and arched her back so high that poor little Gwen had to kneel up to follow
her own hands. She felt the finger in Jill's bottom squeezed like a vise.

    After coming with more power than she'd ever known, Jill fell back,
spent. Her knees, still upright, splayed slackly. She smiled weakly up at her
still kneeling daughter.

    "Oh my God, honey."

    Gwen looked down at her, wide-eyed. "I. . . did okay?"

    Jill looked at her little 14-year-old daughter, kneeling above her with
her shorts at her knees, and her panties half-on and twisted. Her red hair
stuck out wildly. Lily laughed. A big, wet belly-laugh that caused a small
fart noise to come out of her pussy, which caused her to laugh harder. So
much so that she started to cry. Real tears. Finally she said, "You did way
more than okay, little one. Come here." And she held her long arms out. Gwen
eagerly crept into the wonderful, naked embrace of her mother, snuggling into
her neck.

     "Oh, Gwen, Gwen, Gwen. . ." And Jill fervently kissed the girl's hair,
forehead, freckled nose. She pulled away and looked in her daughter's eyes.
"Thank you." And she kissed the little girl`s precious mouth, long and
deeply.

      After awhile, they lay together, just breathing. Lily stroked the soft
hair. "Can I see you, little one?"

    Gwen looked up and kissed her all over her face. "Oh Mom," she cried,
"you are so beautiful!"

    "So are you, little one." Jill kissed the little girl. "Can I see your. .
. secret place?"

    "Oh yes, yes, I want you to. You can see my. . .pussy." Still blushing.
"And my bottom hole too."

    Jill smiled. "Well, aren't I the lucky girl. Thank you, honey. Now turn
over, pretty love." Gwen smiled, filled with happiness to be doing something
for her beautiful mother, that she wanted. She rolled over onto her stomach.

    The older woman stroked Gwen's back for a little time, gazing at the
girl's beautifully formed spine, the way her little bottom jutted slightly as
it curved its way down, the pale-skinned, coltish legs, how the skin paled
even more and dimpled a little behind the knee. Then she took both sides of
the elastic waistband of the shorts that were still bunched at Gwen's knees
and pulled them down.  " Are these little hearts for me?" Jill poked lightly
at the patterned underpants, tickling.

    Gwen giggled. "Yep, they're all yours. You bought 'em!" She turned her
head to look at her mother, who leaned in and kissed one of the hearts on the
little girl's panty clad bottom. Gwen shivered.

    "Take off your top, hon." Gwen did so.

    Jill ran her hand over her daughter's smooth body, from her neck, over
her hearted bottom, down to her cute little yellow socks. As her hand
smoothed back up again, she slowed at the little girl's inner thigh, and
lightly grazed the crack between. Gwen murmured, and spread her legs wider,
opening them for her mother. Now Jill leaned over Gwen and began long-kissing
her neck and little sensitive shoulders, while her right hand smoothed up her
thin back, then down, slowing over her bottom, smoothing further down between
Gwen's cheeks until she was cupping the girl's little vagina over her damp
panties. Gwen's bottom rose to accommodate her, and Jill pressed on, sliding
deeper all over the girl's sex and up into her bottom. She whispered shakily
into Gwen's ear, "Oh my God, my little girl, I've got to see you. I've got to
taste you," whereupon she leaned back, roughly pulled Gwen's panties down,
down her legs and off, saw the naked, pink little-girl sex, the hairless,
red-rubbed slit-mound below the delightful pink-brown star of the darling
bottom-hole---

    "Oh Gwen, my God--" and she leaned in to kiss the offered young bottom,
to slide her tongue down the smooth-skinned path. As the little girl's bottom
rose up again to meet her kisses, her nose bored into little Gwen's tight,
quivering bottom hole as she thrust her long, swirling tongue into her young
daughter's opening young vagina.

    Jill heard the girl whimper, felt her push her little invaded bottom up
and back into Jill's ravening mouth, further spreading her little self open.
Jill felt, and saw, a fart puff out of the little girl's tiny anus, her pink
and virgin bottom hole wide open--she spread the smooth uplifted cheeks with
both hands and kissed the little pucker as she had Gwen's little mouth
before. And continued as she had with the little girl's mouth, sinking her
tongue in deeply, sucking at the tender, musky lips, feeling the girl lose
control underneath her; and the little girl herself was moaning and weeping
with joy and thrashing so her mother had to hold her tight as she greedily
drank her sweet juices, and drove her to spasm after crying spasm of joy.