Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2012 15:33:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Moon Glow <moonglow0306@yahoo.com>
Subject: Like Mothers, Like Daughters - Lesbian, Incest

This story is a work of pure fiction.  None of the characters, places, or
events are real.  This story contains graphic depictions of homosexual acts
between minors as well as homosexual acts between adults.  Please do not
read if it is illegal to do so in your area.

"Like Mothers, Like Daughters" by Moonglow - Lesbian, Incest - F/F & f/f

Part 1 - Reunion

Sharon and Jenna White were both so excited they could barely speak as they
pulled into the driveway of the house where they would be living for the
next month.  Sharon was 42 years old, of medium height, with straight,
shoulder-length brunette hair.  She had a slender figure with D cup breasts
and a round, bubble butt.  She wore glasses, a white blouse, and khaki
shorts. Her daughter Jenna was 13 years old, average height for her age,
with hair like her mother's and soft olive skin.  She was more athletic
with A cup breasts that were finally starting to grow and a perky butt like
her mom's.  Everyone was always saying how much the two looked alike and
sometimes they joked that they were sisters.  She was wearing tiny denim
shorts and a gray tank top with a black bra underneath.

The house belonged to Sharon's widowed sister, Mandy Fletcher, and her
daughter Becca.  Mandy had invited her sister and her niece to come live
with them at their house for the entire month of July.  Ever since school
ended, it was all Jenna could think about.  Becca was not only her cousin,
she was her best friend.  Sharon was equally excited, not only because she
missed her sister, but also for a secret reason her daughter never
suspected.

The door opened and Becca came running around.  Becca was a little taller
than her cousin, but not by much.  She had long, copper-red hair which she
got from her late father.  Her skin was fair and she had beautiful blue
eyes.  Her body was slender with A cup breasts and long, creamy legs.  She
was dressed in a yellow tank top and a black skirt.  She ran around the car
and hugged Jenna tightly as Jenna climbed out of the car.  Then she ran
around the other side to hug her aunt Sharon.

"You've become such a beautiful girl," said Sharon, smiling at the girl,
who blushed happily.

"Thank you, Aunt Sharon," Becca replied.  "It's so good to see you again.
I've been waiting for this forever!"

"It just felt that long," remarked Jenna as she came around the side of the
car.

The front door opened again and Mandy came out to greet the newcomers.
Mandy Fletcher looked like her sister, except that her hair was dyed a
natural shade of blonde and she wore it in a bob rather than
shoulder-length.  Her skin was fairer and she did not wear glasses.  But
the slender frame, cute butt, and D cup breasts were something they had in
common.  Mandy was wearing a pale blue housedress through which Sharon
could see her sister's bra and panties.  Mandy winked at her and Sharon
knew it was no accident.  She smiled and winked back when the girls weren't
looking.

"I missed you so much, little sis," said Sharon as she hugged Mandy, who
was two years younger than her.

"I missed you too," said Mandy.  She looked like she wanted to say more,
but didn't.

"Let's get inside and get unpacked," said Sharon, "then we can relax and
catch up!"

The two mothers and the two daughters went into the house.  Becca and Jenna
went to Becca's room where a spare mattress had been brought in for Jenna
to sleep on.  Jenna began putting her clothes in drawers that had been
emptied out before her.  Becca watched Jenna unpack and was amazed at the
kind of sexy underwear that her cousin had brought.  Becca didn't own
anything that exotic, just normal white or black cotton.  She was
embarassed to say anything, though.  Jenna pretended not to notice Becca's
surprise.  She smiled to herself, proud to show off the grown-up underwear
she was allowed to have.

In the guest bedroom, Mandy and Sharon began to unpack their things.  The
two talked of various things, but neither of them mentioned the "Secret" as
they had called it since they were 13 years old.  They had learned to hide
it very welll and they did not want their young daughters to overhear
anything they shouldn't.  So they finished unpacking and making the bed.
Then they went downstairs.

The two young girls, still in Becca's room, decided they should start their
vacation together by going for a swim in the pool.  Becca went to her
dresser and found a blue one-piece bathing suit that hugged her body
snuggly.  Meanwhile, Jenna reached into her dresser and removed a
two-piece, silver bikini.  It was so small it was almost a thong.  The two
girls stripped and began putting on their bathing suits.  But when Becca
saw Jenna's skimpy bikini on her, she felt sily in her conservative
swimsuit.  She asked Jenna if she could borrow one of her bikinis.  Jenna
happily gave Becca an equally skimpy lime-green bikini to wear.  Becca
dressed and the two ran downstairs.

The girls spent the next few hours in the pool while their mothers lounged
pool-side and chatted.  After it got dark, they went inside, and ordered a
pizza.  The four women sat around a table, ate dinner, talked, and laughed.
Sharon and Mandy even offered the girls a glass of wine each, a first for
both of them.  It didn't take long for the girls to start feeling sleepy
(exactly the effect the mothers had intended).  The girls kissed their
aunts and mothers goodnight and then went up to Becca's bedroom.

Sharon and Mandy both looked at one another and grinned.  This was the
chance they had been waiting for.  Sharon pretended to say goodnight to
Mandy as she went into her bedroom.  Mandy played along as she went into
her bedroom.  About thirty minutes later, Sharon received a text from
Mandy.  Her little sister coudn't wait any longer.  Sharon climbed out of
bed and stripped totally naked.  She turned off the light before creeping
quietly out the door.  She had to pass Becca's room to reach Mandy's.  As
Sharon approached the room the girls were sharing, she heard a strange
noise.  She also noticed that the door was open.  She peeked inside
. . . and got the shock of her life.

Part 2 - Jenna and Becca

Feeling warm and fuzzy inside from the wine they'd had at dinner, the two
cousins walked upstairs to Becca's bedroom.  They still had chlorine in
their hair so Jenna suggested that they take a shower before bed.  Growing
up, the two girls had showered together many times, and neither thought
twice about doing so again.  Becca turned on the hot water while Jenna
undressed in Becca's room.  Once the water was hot, Becca stripped out of
her bikini and stepped into the shower.  Jenna entered the bathroom and
stepped into the shower with her cousin.  Immediately Jenna noticed the
breasts that had not been there the last time she had seen Becca naked and
the small puff of copper red pubic hair above her slit.  Jenna immediately
felt self-conscious about her own budding breasts and pubic hair, which she
knew Becca was staring at.

"Will you pass me the soap?" Jenna asked, trying to sound casual, even
though her heart was suddenly racing.

"Here you go," she replied.  Their fingers touched as Becca handed Jenna
the bar of soap and both girls bushed.

"You can look if you want, I don't mind," said Jenna as she began soaping
up her small breasts.

"You've changed a lot," said Becca.

"So have you," Jenna replied.

"Have boys started noticing you yet?" Becca asked.

"Yeah, I guess," said Jenna.  "I mean, I've kissed a few boys, but that's
all."

"Me too," said Becca quickly and not-quite-convincingly.

"Really?" Jenna asked, raising an eyebrow.  "I'm not sure I believe you."

"Promise not to freak out?" Becca said.  Jenna nodded.  "OK, I've never
kissed a boy but . . . I have kissed a few . . . girls .. ."

"Oh my gosh, Becca, are you a lesbian?!"

"Shh!  I don't want my mom to find out, Jenna.  Please don't tell her."

"Can I be honest with you about something?" Jenna said.  Now Becca nodded.
"I've thought about what it would be like to kiss a girl."

"Have you ever done it?"

"No," said Jenna.  She raised her dark brown eyes to meet her cousin's.
Becca bit her lip, a habit she always displayed when she was nervous.
Finally, their eyes met, and both girls smiled shyly.  Becca put her hand
on Jenna hip.  Jenna moved closer to Becca untill their bodies were pressed
up against one another.  Their lips met as the hot water spashed over them.
Jenna's heart was pounding.  She had never imagined kissing Becca like
this, but it felt wonderful.  She felt like she could kiss all night and
never get tired of it.  Apparently, Becca felt likewise, because she held
tightly to her cousin, holding her body against hers, as their lips
caressed.

When they finally got out of the shower, neither girl could meet the
other's eye without blushing.  The two girls towelled themselves dry but
before Becca could wrap the towel around her body, Jenna's hand stopped
her.  She pulled the towel free from Becca's hands and dropped it on the
floor.  Holding her cousin's hand, Jenna led her into the bedroom.  The two
girls sat down beside one another on the bed, so close that their bare
thighs and arms touched.  For a few moments, neither moved.  Then finally
Becca reached up towards Jenna's face and turned it gently towards hers.
"So where were we?" she said with a twinkle in her eye.  In response, Jenna
leaned in and the two cousins began kissing once again.  Soon their bodies
were burning hot as both girls experienced the sublime pleasure and freedom
of homosexual love.

It was Jenna who broke the kiss.  The brunette scooted back on the
mattress, then lay down on her back, beckoning her cousin with a finger.
Becca climbed on top of Jenna and the two girls resumed their make-out
session.  Their hands greedily explored each other's bodies, but neither
girl was quite brave enough to touch the other's breasts or vagina, athough
Jenna had given Becca's bare bottom a few playful squeezes.  Both girls
were patient, however, and both were willing to enjoy the experience while
waiting for the other to make the next move, if one was going to be made at
all.  In fact, so engrossed were they in one another, neither noticed that
the door had been left slightly ajar and at that very moment, an eye was
peeking in.

Part 3 - Sharon and Mandy

Sharon looked through the door and saw her young daughter, as naked as the
day she was born, being fondled and kissed by her equally young, equally
naked neice.  She was frankly amazed that these two girls whom she had seen
playing together their whole lives were now playing an entirely new kind of
game.  She continued watching, knowing it was wrong to spy, but compelled
to continue.  She could tell from the way the girls behaved that both were
fully enjoying this and neither had pressured the other.  She could also
tell from her own experiences as a budding lesbian that both girls were
waiting for the other to escalate the intimacy.

At last, Sharon krept away from the girls' room and down the hall to her
sister's bedroom.  She slowly opened the door to find her sister Mandy,
lying naked on the bed save for a strap-on dildo.  For a moment Sharon
forgot what she had just seen, so enchanted was she by her beautiful
sister's full breasts, lovely hips, beautiful smile, and her soft bush of
dark hair.  And the sight of the strap-on made Sharon's juices begin to
trickle down her leg.  She climbed into bed with Mandy, who wrapped her
arms around her big sister, and eagerly pressed her lips against Sharon's.
She was surprised, however, when Sharon did not return the kiss with the
same intensity.  "Mandy, you're not going to believe what our daughters are
doing," she said.  Sharon told Mandy what she had seen and Mandy's eyes
widened with surprise and almost delight.  She jumped out of bed, rubber
penis bouncing, and went to go see for herself.  A moment later, she came
back into the room, eyes wider still.

"What should we do?" Sharon asked.

"What can we do?" Mandy asked.  "Do you remember how we were at thirteen?
We couldn't keep our hands off each other."

"I know, but . . . is this our fault?  Did we turn them into lesbians
somehow?  Or pass it on in our genes?" Sharon mused.

"I don't think so," Mandy answered, "but who cares?  There is nothing wrong
with two women expressing their love for one another sexually.  You and I
have been doing it since we were kids and we turned out OK."

"They really seemed to be enjoying it," Sharon said with a grin.

"Hey, I have a really naughty idea," said Mandy.

She bent over her desk, revealing her shapely rear end to her admiring
sister, and opened her laptop.  She opened a program and then looked
through some options.  Finally, she clicked on something, and a video
window popped up.  At first, Sharon thought it was just part of her
sister's personal porn collection.  Sharon had lots of videos of girls
kissing on her computer.  Then she realized, to her amazement, that the two
girls in the room were Jenna and Becca.  Sharon then realized that she was
watching a live webcam feed of her daughter and neice kissing.

"You hid a webcam in her room?!" Sharon whispered loudly.  "You are such a
perv!"

"I just use it to keep an eye on her," said Mandy, shrugging.  "If she
happens to be undressing while I'm keeping an eye on her, then that's just
unavoidable.  Especially if she's having a sleepover or a pool party."

"Have you ever seen Becca with another girl?" Sharon asked.

"No," said Mandy, shaking her head.  "Here, watch this . . ."

Mandy clicked a few more times on her computer, then the screen went dark.
She turned on the television instead.  Now the same image from the computer
was being displayed on Mandy's 40 inch flat screen.  The two girls, so
innocent until now, discovering their bodies and their sexuality for the
first time, kissed passionately and continued fondling one another.  At
last, Mandy climbed on to the bed beside her sister, As Sharon continued
watching the video, Mandy lowered her mouth to her sister's heavy breast
and begin sucking on her nipple.  At the same time, her fingers began
playing with Sharon's pubic hair, twisting it in her fingers and releasing.
Then her hand moved down and her index finger slid between her sister's
labia.  Sharon began to moan softly, her eyes still transfixed by the image
on the screen.  Her entire body felt stimulated and alive and the pleasure
made her not care that she was watching her own daughter having sex.  She
was too enthralled by the beauty of the two nymphettes that she could not
look away.

Suddenly, she tapped Mandy's shoulder, and pointed to the screen.
Apparently, Becca had finally found her courage.  She pushed herself lower
in the bed until her face was on a level with Jenna's dark pubes and pink
vagina.  She smiled as she looked up at Jenna, who giggled, trying to
stifle the sound with her mouth so as not to wake their mothers.  Becca
spread Jenna's legs apart by placing a hand on each thigh.  Then she began
to move her finger up and down Jenna's little slit.  Jenna leaned her head
back and clutched the blankets.  Becca lowered her mouth to her cousin's
clitoris and began to flick it with her tongue.  The two mothers could not
see up close, but they could see enough.  Becca's face remained buried in
Jenna's lap, her head moving up and down in a steady rhthym.  Meanwhile,
Jenna's back began to arch, her toes to curl and her fingers to turn white
as she held the pillow.  At last, her entire body shook, and the two
mothers could hear a barely audible cry of pleasure coming from down the
hall.  As she recovered, the two girls cuddled and talked.  Soon, they
climbed under the blankets together, still nude, and went to sleep.

"My daughter gave your daughter her first orgasm and your daughter didn't
even repay the favor!" exclaimed Mandy.

"Give her a break," said Sharon, "she's nervous and who would blame her?"

"It's OK," said Mandy.  "You can pay off your daughter's debt."

In the blink of an eye, the two sisters were entwined on the bed, their
naked bodies writhing and grinding against one another.  They kissed with a
desperate passion so long held in check.  Mandy squeezed her sister's plump
buttcheeks then pulled them wide apart as Sharon rubbed her wet vagaina
against Mandy's thigh.  Sharon began kissing Mandy's graceful neck and
throat, then moved down to Mandy's hard nipples.  She eagerly sucked at her
sister's breasts while Mandy ran her fingers through Sharon's brunette hair
in a loving caress.  At last Sharon focused her attention between Mandy's
thighs, parting her sister's legs to give her access to the beauty hidden
there.

"We were the girls' age the first time we did this," Mandy whispered.

"And I've loved it ever since," Sharon replied.  "I'll never forget how you
tasted."

"Taste me again, babe.  It's been way, way too long," Mandy replied.

Sharon began to flick her tongue playfully against Mandy's clitoris, the
way Becca had done to Jenna.  Sharon closed her eyes as she began making
love to her sister with her lips and tongue.  She imagined, just for a
moment, that it was not Mandy she was with, but her niece Becca.  She
imagined how soft and delicate her little bush must be and how wonderfully
it would tickle her nose as she teased and toyed with her delicious
treasure.  At the same time, Mandy was closing her eyes, giving in to the
pleasure of another woman's mouth, her sister's mouth, upon her most
intimate place.  She also imagined, just for a moment, that it was Jenna's
curious tongue exploring her wet, pink hole with the eagerness of budding
womanhood.  This thought pushed Mandy over the edge and soon her body shook
as she gushed in a loud orgasm.  Sharon drank deeply and once again the two
women secretly imagined the other's daughter.

As the two women cuddled together afterward, each closed her eyes, and
drifted off to sleep with the thought of her niece in her mind, and plans
beginning to form . . .