Date: Tue, 9 Oct 2007 10:50:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jay Rhyte <jayrhyte@yahoo.com>
Subject: McKenzie and Her Daughter's Other Lovers Pt. 1

Warning:

This is a story based on two fictional characters.  If you are offended by
the sexual act between two girls or are under the age of 18 please do not
continue.

Author's Note:

I am currently aspiring to be a professional writer.  This is rough draft
of a story I put together quickly of a fantasy I have had.  I am currently
working on a longer, more detailed version of this story but would like any
feedback you wish to give me.  This story is property of J.Rhyte.  You may
wish to download it for your personal pleasure or to send to a friend but
if you'd like to copy and use it on your personal site please contact me
for permission.  Thank you.

Please email jayrhyte@yahoo.com for comments and suggestions.

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McKenzie and her Daughter's Other Lovers
by J. Rhyte


	McKenzie Jones had been left to raise her only daughter by herself
after her husband had past away in a flight accident.  He was a pilot.
McKenzie was an adult novelist and stayed home often to work in her office.
Her daughter Allysa (pronounced a-liss-a) had just turned 16 and was
starting to discover the secret of her mother's work research.

	Allysa had been kissing her mother goodnight on the lips from the
day she was born.  At the age of 12 when Allysa was in the 6th grade, she
huddled with a group of other girls during school recess.  Stacey Wilcox
was the center of attention that day with a story she was sharing.  She and
boyfriend Steve Lancer shared their first kiss together after school
yesterday and she was telling the girls about the French kiss.  It had
involved their tongues.  Allysa had been kissing her mother her whole life
but never used her tongue.

	Confused by what Stacey had meant, Allysa thought and thought about
it all during doing her homework, eating dinner, and getting ready for bed.
Finally, when it was time for McKenzie to tuck in her only daughter and
give her a good night kiss, Allysa brought up Stacey.

	"Mom, the girls were talking in recess today."
	"Oh yeah?  What about?" McKenzie always took interest in her
daughter's school happenings.
	"Stacey told everyone that she kissed her boyfriend Steve and they
used their tongues."
	McKenzie chuckled quietly.  "Well, that is usually what boyfriends
and girlfriends do, isn't it?"
	"But how?  I've never kissed with my tongue."
	McKenzie could not resist the set up.  After all her daughter was a
miniature version of herself, petite and athletic with long, thick brown
hair that had a slight wave to it and a chest was already grown with
prediction of being large and ample.  Allysa was very attractive for a girl
of only 12 years.
	"Would you like me to show you?" McKenzie asked calmly though she
was rather excited.
	"How would you show me?  You said boyfriends and girlfriends do
it."
	"They do but usually before a girl can get a boyfriend she
practices with one of her girl friends."
	"Oh ok."  Allysa nodded.
	McKenzie sat on the edge of Allysa's queen sized bed and tucked a
stray strand of hair behind her daughter's ear.  "Now you know Moms and
daughters are not supposed to be doing this kind of thing so we have to
keep this a secret."
	"I know, Mom.  I promise not to tell anyone."
	With Allysa sworn to secrecy, McKenzie leaned in and placed her
lips onto her young daughter's.  She slowly opened her mouth and slid her
tongue across Allysa's lips.  Allysa opened her mouth to allow McKenzie's
tongue to enter.  Slowly their tongues danced together.  McKenzie wrapped
her arms around Allysa's waist and pulled her in close.  McKenzie felt a
surge of energy rush down to her pussy, which dampened as she thought about
her daughter's mouth on hers.  Knowing if McKenzie continued she would want
more from her daughter, she pulled away only after a few minutes.
	"So what do you think, sweetheart?" McKenzie looked at her bright
eyed daughter.
	"Thanks for teaching me that, Mom." Allysa said before lying down
on her bed.
	"You're welcome, Allysa.  Now I think its time for bed, goodnight."
	"Goodnight."

	McKenzie turned off her daughter's bedroom light and shut the door
behind her.  Thoughts of her 12 year old raced through her mind as she
jumped into her own bed and shoved her fingers into her dripping pussy.
Frigging herself so fast, she came so hard and moaned almost loud enough to
stir her sleeping daughter.

	The next day at school, all Allysa could think about was her mother
teaching her how to kiss with her tongue.  She also thought about what
McKenzie had said about kissing.  Before girls do it with boys they
practice with their girl friends.  Allysa had one best girl friend whose
name was Krissy Wallis.  Krissy was the only daughter of McKenzie's best
friend Carrie-Lynn.  Carrie-Lynn also had two boys and her husband was a
very wealthy stock broker.  He made the money and Carrie was the stay at
home mom and trophy wife.  McKenzie grew up with Carrie-Lynn and Allysa has
known her as Aunt Care her whole life.  Living diagonally behind the Jones,
Krissy was at their house almost constantly.  So was Care.

	During recess today, Allysa was about to join up the group of girls
again but Krissy was just emerging looking bored and slightly uneasy.
	"Hey Krissy."
	"Hey Allysa.  Stacey's over there talking about her and Steve
kissing again.  It's so boring now.  And just because you've French kissed
someone doesn't make you that special."
	"Actually, I talked to my mom about that last night."
	"About French kissing?"
	"Yeah, she said before girls do it with boys they practice with
their girl friends."
	"Really?"
	"Yeah.  Do you want to practice?"

	Krissy never did kiss anyone on the lips before.  Her mother wasn't
as affectionate with her as McKenzie was with Allysa.  Perhaps that's
because she had a big family where as Allysa and McKenzie were all each
other had.

	It was Friday so after school that day Krissy went over to the
Jones' with her mother.  Carrie-Lynn left the girls in the kitchen when she
locked herself in McKenzie's office with her best friend.
	"What do you think our Moms do in the office all the time?" Krissy
asked Allysa, watching her mother walk up to the second floor of the
million-dollar home.
	"Probably going to help my mom work on her book, you know they
started writing together when they were our age."  If only the girls knew
what their moms really did locked up in an office that was attached to a
master bedroom suite.
	"What kind of books does your mom write again?"
	"Adult books, I don't know.  I can't read them yet.  Mom said in a
few more years."

	After they ate an after school snack, Krissy was in a hurry to get
upstairs.
	"Do you want to practice French kissing now?" Krissy asked eagerly
sitting down on Allysa's bed.
	"Sure." Allysa answered sitting next to her.  Mimicking her mother,
Allysa wrapped her arms around Krissy's waist and pulled her body close.
She placed her lips on Krissy's, giving her a few short pecks before
opening her mouth.  Krissy followed suit and they tongue kissed for an
hour.

	Down the hall in the master bedroom, something else was happening.
McKenzie had been typing ferociously on a computer when Carrie-Lynn
entered, shutting and locking the door behind her.
	"Working hard?" Carrie asked, before sitting on top of an empty
spot of the desk and crossing her bare legs in front of her best friend.
	McKenzie leaned back in the rolling desk chair and took a deep
breath.
	"New novel, it's intense."
	"Shall I read it?" Carrie placed her hand next to her and leaned on
it towards the computer monitor.
	"How about I print it out and we'll go get comfortable and I will
read it to you?  I think you'll enjoy it more that way."

	The 35 year old women who looked immaculate for their age moved to
the bedroom while the novel was busy printing out.  Carrie-Lynn grabbed a
golden silk robe and went into the master bathroom to change.  There had
already been a bottle of Merlot brought up from the wine cellar along with
two wine glasses so McKenzie had taken the liberty of pouring some for her
and her friend.
	"You always go into the bathroom to change, you are such a tease."
McKenzie called out as Carrie came out of the bathroom, her long blond hair
hanging down over the robe.  She was taller than McKenzie but her breasts
were smaller and her ass was rounder.  McKenzie enjoyed the view.
	The blond walked back into the bedroom where she took a seat on the
California king four post bed.  McKenzie handed her a glass of the wine and
began to read the newly written story.

	She walked into the dressing room, clutching a ruby red silk
cocktail dress, one that would go well with her deep maroon hair.  She
looked into the mirror, wondering if she should risk the humiliation of
trying to look younger than she really was.  This dinner party would make
or break her career.
	The boutique owner, a tall blonde had been watching this woman
since she arrived at the store this rainy day morning.  She watched the red
head browse the many racks of delicate dresses and dinner attire and
decided today was the day to throw caution to the wind and make her move.
	Just inside the dressing room, Rachel the red head had begun to
take off her business suit.  As the tan material fell to the floor she
looked at the reflection in front of her.  Her body was slim and her
breasts were perky in a black padded bra. Behind her, she saw Amanda the
blonde pull back the dressing room curtain.
	"I think your body is perfect for the dress you've selected."
Amanda stated, starring at the beautiful body in front of her.
	Rachel nervously smiled and held the dress in front of her.  "Are
you sure this dress isn't too young for me?"
	"Oh this dress will make you look younger definitely but as for it
being too young for you, not a chance."  Amanda walked around to the red
head and took the dress from her hands.  She removed it from the hanger and
slipped it over the head of the woman.
	Rachel held her breath as the red silk ran over her body.
	"Do you love how the material feels on your skin?" Amanda asked as
she ran her hands up and down Rachel's torso and rested them then on her
hips.  "This dress hugs your curves amazingly.  It's perfect."
	Rachel could feel the warm breath of the blonde on the small of her
neck.  "You really think so?"
	"Does it make you feel sexy?"

	Carrie shifted on the bed.  Her own breathing became slower as she
felt the warmth between her own legs.  McKenzie had known this and smiled
to her best friend as she read on.

	Rachel didn't answer and let Amanda continue.
	Leaning in closer to Rachel's ear, Amanda whispered, "You know what
they say about women who wear black underwear? It means she wants to have
sex with someone."  Then Amanda kissed the woman's neck.
	"I've never done this before," Rachel whispered though didn't
protest and the blond ran her hands under the ruby silk dress.  She slipped
two fingers under the band of Rachel's black lace thong and pulled them
down to her feet.
	"Well then let me make this easy for you," Amanda said even softer
and kissed Rachel on the lips.  While the two women let their tongues
explore the other, Amanda had motioned for Rachel to take a seat on a chair
in the dressing room.
	After allowing their lips to part, Amanda knelt down in front of
the girl and breathed in deep.  She could feel the heat from between
Rachel's legs and without hesitation pressed her lips to the bare cunt in
front of her.

	By now Carrie could no longer stand it.  The hand that was not
clutching a glass of red wine had found its way between her legs and a
finger was inserted into her warm love box.
	"Would you like me to go on?" McKenzie smiled looking down Carrie's
body.
	"Kenz..." Carrie moaned but did not open her eyes.  Kenzie leaned
over and placed her lips upon Carrie's neck.  Another moan slipped her
lips.
	While Carrie fingered her soaking wet pussy, McKenzie pulled her in
and kissed her lips.  Just like her 12 year old daughter, McKenzie allowed
for Carrie to open her mouth and slipped her tongue inside it.  While they
kissed McKenzie slipped her hands inside of silk robe her best friend was
wearing and caressed the blonde's soft ample breasts.  McKenzie pulled away
from Carrie's mouth and moved down to her breasts where she sucked on a
nipple.
	"Lower," Carrie moaned.  McKenzie moved lower and grabbed hold of
Carrie's left wrist.  Pulling out the juicy finger, McKenzie sucked on it
then kissed the lips between Carrie's legs.
	She moved her tongue in a circle licking Carrie's outer lips then
plunged her tongue inside the wet whole of Carrie's pussy.
	"Do you like it?" McKenzie pulled away only for a second but Carrie
had pushed McKenzie's face into her cunt.
	"Suck it hard," Carrie moaned and shoved McKenzie's face in harder.
	It wasn't long before Carrie's pussy began to convulse and cum had
gushed from the hole between her legs.

	Down the hall Krissy and Allysa had just pulled away from each
other.
	"What do you think they are doing in there?" Krissy could swear she
heard noises from down the hall.
	"I don't know but I think we're having more fun."  The girls
giggled and kissed once more.