Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2012 18:35:38 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mother and Daughter Exchange Club 14 (lesbian/adult youth, oral, f/F, ff/FF)

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This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women
and their daughters.  If this type of content offends
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          Mother Daughter Exchange Club 14
              Carol and Her Daughter
                      By
                     Jan

	Without belaboring the point I became an
orphan when my parents and older sister were killed
in an automobile accident.  They were coming to visit
me while I was in the hospital, but I was four years
old, too young to manufacture any huge guilt complex
over the accident.  The only living relative I had was a
distant aunt living in Canada.

	The next ten years of my life was spent in an
orphanage or as it was called, Children's Rescue
Home.  What better education could a young girl
receive to ensure that she will become a sexual
pervert?  Between the ages' of 12 and 18 I was
forced to live with foster families.  Lesbian sex
continued in the homes of these families as well as
abuse by males, both adult and youths.

	Due to religious small town bigotry, I did my
best to live the life of a bisexual.  The result was
that, I was pregnant from one of four men or boys I
had been abused by for the past six years.  At least I
had the support of the wife of one of the men, who
thought my daughter was fathered by her husband.

	Having a child out of wedlock was almost
anathema in that red neck community, almost as bad
as being a lesbian.  So, I took my daughter and moved
to a large city.

	It was a major struggle to support Ann and
myself.  Just when I thought I might as well be a
cloistered nun, I became involved with a young woman
that turned me on.  I managed to hide my relationship
with her from Ann, until she was about 8-years-old.

	She woke up with a sore throat and came to my
bedroom seeking motherly comfort, only to find me
between the legs of my girlfriend.  She could hardly
understand what I was doing.  I suspect that she
thought I was biting my friend between her legs with
all of the noise she was making.

	After the shock of being caught, I had to send
my girlfriend home.  After she left, I sat down with
Ann to explain to her in as simple of terms as possible
that I preferred sex with women, and assured her
that I still loved her, even though I sex with other
women.  Everything I said led to more questions.  It
was hours later that Ann's curiosity was satisfied,
but she admitted that she had been fascinated by
the sight of my naked body for years.  She wanted to
look like me when she grew up.  I was uncomfortable
with her revelation of her sexual attraction to me.
She was such a beautiful girl.  I told myself that who
better to introduce her to the joys of lesbian sex
than myself, rather than someone that didn't love
her.

	I began Ann's education upon her request.  The
next nine years were probably the most enjoyable
years of my life.  She slept with me whenever I was
not entertaining a friend.  We didn't tell any of them
about our relationship, because of the fear of
rejection, should they think we were perverts for
engaging in incest.

	Ann also experimented with bisexuality for a
few years.  When Ann was 17, she decided that she
was a lesbian.  She made a lifelong commitment to a
girlfriend named Tina.  I supported her choice
completely.  During the course of the relationship of
the three of us, we have met several mothers,
daughters and sisters, some of them are sexually
involved with each other.  It is always fun to meet
new families engaging in incest.

	I met a woman at a lesbian night club while on a
date with a lesbian.  There was something about her
that appealed to me.  We were obviously about the
same age.  She asked me for a date, and while we
were dancing she told me that she would like to meet
me some time.  I gave her my business card, and
asked her to call me.  I didn't expect to actually hear
from her.  I went home with my date because she
didn't know that I was sleeping with Ann.

	A couple of nights later my cell phone rang.
When I answered the ring I didn't recognize the
voice.  I had forgotten about the woman at the
nightclub.  She had to remind me where we had met.
She told me that she wanted to see me again.  I had a
warm feeling about her.  She told me that she would
like me to come to her house, because she had a
daughter.  She told me that she didn't like to leave
her daughter alone.  I told her that I had a teenaged
daughter myself.  I heard her voice get excited as
she asked me if my daughter knew about my sexual
preference.  I assured her that my daughter was
fully aware of my sexual preference and was fully
committed to lesbianism.  She suggested that I bring
my daughter along.  The prospect of meeting another
likeminded family was enough to wet my panties.  We
made a date to meet at her home.

	Ann and I selected our sexiest lingerie and
provocative little black cocktail dresses.  When we
arrived at the address we were struck by how warm
and inviting the house looked.  We were both wearing
four inch heels and they made plenty of noise as we
went up the wooden stairs to the wide porch.  The
front door was white oak with flanking colorful cut
glass panels depicting waterfalls against mountain
landscapes.  I no more that rang the doorbell than
the woman opened the door.  She must have heard
our car arrive or our heels on the steps.  She warmly
hugged me and introduced herself to Ann as Tina, and
kissed her on the mouth while holding her hands.  She
led us into the family room where her daughter was
waiting with a tray of tall glasses filled with ice and
an amber liquid.  Tina introduced both of us to her
daughter, Connie.  I introduced myself as Carol and
my daughter as Ann.

	There was the usual cheek kissing and hugging
before we sat down to taste our drinks.  After we
complimented each other about what lovely daughters
we had, we discussed what our daughters were doing
in school.  Eventually we came around to discussing
how we led our daughters into lesbian sex.  I told
them that Ann had walked in on me while I was eating
the pussy of a girlfriend.  Later while discussing what
she had seen; Ann revealed her desire to do the same
thing to me.  Tina squeezed my hand, smiled, and said,
"That is such a lovely story."

	Then she went into a narrative about how after
she divorced her husband, Connie would come into her
bedroom and get in bed with her.  Connie would cling
to her breasts.  Connie started sucking on her nipples.
She professed that it felt so good that she couldn't
deny her anything.  One thing led to another, they
masturbated each other, and eventually started
sucking pussies.

	I didn't know what was going to happen from
there on.  Was Tina going to want to have sex with
Ann or me?  The problem was resolved when Connie
asked me if I would like to see her bedroom.  She
stood up and pulled me to my feet.

	She led me up the stairs and down the hall to a
bedroom appropriately decorated for a maturing
teenager.  As we were making our way to her bedroom
I heard Tina and Ann following us up the stairs.

	As soon as we were behind closed doors, Connie
approached me and hugged and kissed me, far more
maturely than most girls her age.  She placed a hand
on one of my breasts and squeezed it.

	Connie was probably about fourteen years old,
but was dressed far more maturely than her age.
She had on a sexy little teal-blue silk shift with a
mandarin collar and a slit up the left leg almost all
the way up to her hip.  She was also wearing matching
teal-blue three inch pumps.  Her dress was
unbuttoned at the collar and folded over her right
breast.  It had a zipper down the right side of her
body.  She had to unzip the dress to pull it down over
her hips.  She truly didn't need a bra to support
those perfect little puffy tits.  I'm sure you have
seen the kind of tits she had.  They were 33-B with
the areolas looking like swollen little mounds on top of
her creamy white breasts.  The nipples were little
inverted indentations.  My mouth was watering at the
sight of her tits.

	When her dress slid past her hips she was
sporting the tinniest little teal-blue thong I had ever
seen.  The little nylon triangle barely covered her
little vulva.  I could tell that she was wet because the
material was darker around her pussy opening.  She
simply stepped out of her pumps and got on top of
her bed.  She assumed a cross legged position while
watching me finish removing my clothes.  From the
expression on her face she approved of what she saw.
As soon as I was stripped down to my self supporting
nylons, she extended her hands to pull me onto the
bed with her.  I had to remove my heels after I was
sitting on the bed facing this absolutely gorgeous
looking nymphet.  We sat facing each other feeling
each other's breasts and warming up the crotch of
each other's panties.  The nylon panties were easily
pulled aside to get at each other's pussy.  Connie
pushed me over onto my back so that she could get at
my pussy first.  The little darling was a very skillful
pussy eater.  She had me squirting cum all over her
face in no time.

	Now it was my turn to roll her little body up like
a ball so that her sweet little butt was up in the air,
so that I could eat her pussy.  My mouth could cover
her little hairless vulva.  I tongue fucked her pussy
and asshole until she was quivering wildly, screaming
her approval of my efforts.  We lay there hugging
each other until she calmed down.  Connie was the one
to suggest we check on her mother and Ann.

	We made our way down the hardwood floor of
the hall to her mother's bedroom.  When we opened
the door we found Tina on her knees with her head
resting on her crossed arms, and Ann was behind her
lapping at her asshole.  They were both sweaty, giving
testimony to their earlier sexual explorations.

	Connie rushed across the space to get on the
bed behind my daughter, so that she could lap at
Ann's pussy and asshole from behind her.  I decided
to mount the bed at the headboard, so that I could
present my pussy to Tina.  I loved watching the action
while Tina ate my pussy.

	Eventually all four of us had to rest.  Tina
looked me in the eyes and asked, "Would you like to
join a Mother Daughter Exchange Club."

	Of course I had to ask what kind of club that
was.  Tina told me that about once a month a group of
single mothers and daughters gather for a card game,
and the winners take home the daughters of the
losers and the losers take home the daughters of the
winners.  The girls spend the weekend with the
women.  They are free to indulge in their fantasies
with each other.

	"What kind of fantasies are you talking about?"

	Tina elaborated, "Some mothers like to play the
part of teachers or nuns, and have the girls play the
part of students.  Other women prefer to dominate
the girls, by leading them around all weekend on a
leash.  There are a couple of women that like to take
the girls to the mall and flash women or teenagers
until they find a willing sexual encounter."

	I told Tina that Ann and I would have to discuss
the proposal.  Ann and I were talking non-stop on our
way home.  Ann was excited about the idea of
meeting other horny women, and I have to admit the
prospect of bringing home some horny young teenager
that would be willing to play some erotic games with
me turned me on.

	Ann and I were still so horny we didn't get any
sleep that night.  We sucked each other's pussies
almost all night.  When we got home from work Ann
insisted on sitting on the floor in front of me in my
favorite chair while she sucked my cunt.  I picked up
the wireless phone and called Tina.  I was panting
while Ann was eating my pussy as I told her that Ann
and I would love to join the club.

	Tina was thrilled and called me back within a
half hour to tell me the address of the next party.
Ann and I were excited to find out what the parties
were like.  We arrived at the address early on Friday
night.  A very attractive woman welcomed us and
introduced herself and her charming teenage
daughter as Wilma and Susana.  They offered us
drinks while we waited for the rest of the guests to
arrive.  Wilma asked us who our sponsor was, and as
soon as I mentioned Tina they were all smiles.  She
began telling us all about parties they had with them.
Eventually the house filled up with women escorting
their daughters.

	There were card tables set up in the family
room, and the girls disappeared to bedrooms or the
living room to amuse themselves while the adults
engaged in the serious business of various card
games.  Some of them wanted to play card games like
poker and other played Canasta. I was amused by the
number of women that actually wanted to play Old
Maid.  (I learned that that they set a limit of a
thousand points, so the games went pretty fast.
That's the way they liked it.)

	I had opted to play Texas hold'um poker.  There
were four of us at the table.  We were all given an
equal number of chips at the start.  I like to bluff to
steal pots, but that can be risky if anyone figures out
when you're bluffing.  Being a new member they didn't
know when I was bluffing.  I was able to pretty much
take all of the chips of two of the women that played
a very conservative game.  It took a little longer to
get all of the chips of the last gal because she played
a bolder game.  On the last hand there were two tens
and two queens showing when the river card was
flopped.  She went all in.  I called her bluff, because
I suspected that she was probably holding a ten high
full boat, because I was holding the other two queens.
Sure enough she had two tens.  She was counting on
four of a kind, with a queen high.  So, my four queens
with ten high trumped her hand.  All that was left
was for the ladies to explain to me about how I
collected my winnings.

	I was introduced to the daughter of the first
woman I had eliminated from the game.  When I met
her daughter I almost wet my pants, she was no more
than thirteen years old.  She was still developing
physically.  Her face was so angelic looking it was
hard to believe she was so sexually active.  Her name
was Sandy, a very sweet looking sun bleached blonde
with blue eyes.  She was no more than four-feet ten.
There was nothing shy about this young lady, because
she cuddled up to me as soon as she learned that she
was going home with me.

	We hung around long enough to see just which
girls were going home with each mother.  My 18-year-
old Ann was older than most of the girls, but none of
the mothers minded.  Ann went home with the last
woman at my table.  I wondered if she would take out
on Ann her resentment of me beating her at cards.

	Sandy had an overnight bag with her, on our
ride to my home we talked about the club activities,
because I was the new member.  She was definitely a
distraction, because she was constantly reaching over
the console to run my pussy through my dress, and
pulled it up to get at my panties.  She also wanted to
know what kind of game we were going to play over
the weekend.  I had no idea what kind of game we
should play.  When I told her that I had no idea what
would be appropriate.  Sandy was thrilled because she
had a favorite game.

	She told me that she absolutely loved to play
the Catholic schoolgirl with a woman playing the nun.

	I told her that I didn't have a nun's costume.
Sandy assured me that she had a nun's habit with
cowl and rosary in her bag.  I was impressed that she
was so well prepared.

	When we were safely inside my home, we set
about changing clothes.  We did it in different
bedrooms because she wanted us to see each other in
full costume at the same time.

	I retired to my bedroom to change clothes.  I
took off all of my clothes first.  Then I selected knee
high nylons and a pair of square heeled blue oxfords,
because they looked like shoes I had seen nuns
wearing.  I debated about putting on old baggy
panties, but opted to go natural under the habit.
Then I pulled my hair back as I pulled the hassock
over my head and tied the strings on the back of my
head, then I draped the black cowl over my head and
pinned it in place.  It draped over my shoulders
leaving the white round material covering my chest.
Then I tied the black sash cord around my waist, and
then I hung the rosary over the sash cord.  I had to
admire how much I did look like a nun.  I was ready to
present myself to Sandy.

	When I headed for the family room to wait for
Sandy my heart was pounding in anticipation.  It was
not long before I heard the squeaking sound of
rubber soled shoes on the hardwood floor of the hall
as she approached the family room.  When she
entered the transformation was unbelievable.  She
was wearing a pleated blue and gray plaid skirt, white
blouse, blue blazer with an authentic looking crest on
the pocket.  She even had on white leather tennis
shoes and white cable stitch knee high socks.  She
had her hair pulled back into a ponytail with bangs
covering her forehead.  I was flushed with the
motherly feelings about her and an overwhelming
desire to make love to her.

	Sandy carried school books in her crossed arms
in front of her body with the bottom of the books
resting against her tummy.  She started the acting by
expressing how homesick she was because she had to
be away from home.

	I understood the game she was playing and told
her, "I had also been sent to a Catholic school as a
young girl, and I had been taken under the wing of a
loving nun.  She allowed me to sleep with her until I
was comfortable with school life.  She also allowed
me to suck on her breasts for comfort.  She taught
me all about the way women and girls can please each
other!"

	Sandy continued play acting, "Can I spend the
night with you, rather than sleeping in the cold
dormitory with all of those strange girls?"

	I smiled at her and guided her towards my
bedroom.  When we were behind the closed door I
sat her on my lap while removing her shoes and socks.
I made sure to kiss her gently until Sandy opened her
mouth.   Then I started tongue kissing her with
ardent passion, while feeling up her body through her
clothes.  Eventually I started removing her clothes.  I
removed her tie first, then her blazer and blouse.  I
unfastened her skirt and worked it under her butt
and down her legs before discarding it.  She was
sitting on my lap in a white satin full slip.  Feeling her
breasts through the slippery material it was obvious
that she didn't have a bra on.  Her little breasts were
more than A-size, but barely B-sized.  We continued
kissing passionately, while I was feeling her up, and
Sandy placed both of her hands on my breasts and
squeezed them.

	My next move was to place my hand on her knee
and start sliding up the inside of her soft thigh all
the way up to the conservative white satin granny
panties.  The elastic in the legs was stretched enough
that I was able to pull the material aside to get at
her pussy.

	I knew that she was old enough to have pubic
hair, but she obviously shaved regularly.  Her puffy
little vulva was as smooth as a baby's butt.  I fingered
her pussy gently.  She certainly was not a virgin, but
she played the part of an innocent child being finger
fucked for the first time.  Her little cunt was sopping
wet.  When I had finger fucked her for a few
minutes I couldn't resist withdrawing my hand, so
that I could smell and taste my fingers.

	After I tasted my fingers I had to make Sandy
stand up, so that I could pull her slip over her head,
and pull down her panties down.  Sandy stepped out of
them and kicked them across the room before sitting
down on my lap again.  I bent over and sucked on her
little puffy nipples while I returned to finger fucking
her pussy again.  I masturbated her until she went
into a mind blowing cum.  I held her body in my arms
until she calmed down.

	At that time I put Sandy back on her feet, so
that I could stand up.  I pulled back the covers and
gently picked up Sandy, so that I could place her in
the center of the bed.  While Sandy watched I set
about removing the mantel covering the white cowl.
Then I untied the back of the cowl before leaning
forward to remove it.  I shook out my hair and ran my
fingers through it, because the warm cowl had
matted my sweaty hair to my skin.  Then I
unfastened the black wool habit.  When it was
loosened, the heavy material fell to the floor around
my ankles.  I was standing in front of Sandy in
nothing but the knee high black stockings and the
conservative shoes.

	I watched Sandy's eyes scanning my body with
obvious approval.  I'm well aware that I'm a good
twenty pounds overweight, but I still have curves in
all the right places.  My breasts are not as firm as
they were in my teens, and sag a little, but my nipples
still respond to stimuli.  My tummy bulges a little
more than I like, but I can still look down and see my
pubic bush.  Sandy obviously was enjoying what she
was looking at.

	I climbed onto the bed on my knees as I
cuddled up alongside the young girl.  Sandy couldn't
resist grabbing my breasts and latched onto one
nipple with her mouth.  She was sucking so hard that
I felt sure that when she would finally released the
nipple I would have a hicky on it.  I was free to
continue finger fucking her.  I eventually rolled over
on top of her, before moving down the bed.  I loved
the smell of her pussy as I approached her crotch.  I
ate her pussy until she wrapped her legs around my
head and started kicking my back with her heels.
When she finished with another cum I rolled off of
her body and moved back up the bed to lie next to
her.

	When Sandy recovered she kissed my face as if
she wanted to clean my face off of my face.  She
made love to my tits as if she had never seen tits
before.  In time she worked her way down to my cunt.
She was very good at eating pussy, not that I was
about to complain.  We rested and began doing it all
over again.  This time we even finger fucked each
other's assholes before we licked and tongue fucked
each other's assholes.

	Sleep didn't overtake us until later in the
morning.  We continued the game all weekend.  I
tutored her in her school homework.  When she did
well I rewarded her by finger fucking her or allowing
her to suck tit.  I'm sure her teachers at school would
be surprised if they knew how she was tutored, but
would have approved of the quality of her work.  Late
Saturday night Sandy wanted to be dominated and
punished for misbehavior.  Misconduct required her
to prostrate herself over my bare thighs while I
caned her butt until her butt and thighs were striped
with red marks.  Then I used a butt plug to stretch
her asshole.  I don't remember a more rewarding
weekend in my life.

	By the time we had to exchange our daughters I
was exhausted.  Ann and I stayed up late that night
while we exchanged stories about our weekend.  Ann
had spent a lot of time skinny dipping in a pool while
eating pussy.



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