Date: Sun, 20 Jan 2013 09:38:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mother and Daughter Exchange Club 16 (lesbian/incest, oral, M/g, MM/gg)

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          Mother Daughter Exchange Club 16
                        By
                       Jan

	My name is Barbra a 36-year-old divorcee with
a teenaged daughter named Iris.  She had always had
a bunch of girlfriends until shortly after I divorced
her father.  It was nothing all that traumatic I simply
caught him cheating with a younger woman.  I got the
home and it was a struggle to keep up with the
payments, but we managed.

	Suddenly Iris became a loner.  Her friends were
not coming over and she stayed in her room a lot.  I
thought she was upset about the divorce, but she
denied even caring what her father did.  I was
getting concerned about her.  She had always been a
bit of a clothes horse and very fastidious about her
appearance.  Suddenly she seemed to just go through
the motions.  I was even thinking about taking her to
a counselor.

	Then she started saying she was going to visit a
friend.  I thought there was hope that she was
coming out of her shell.  I expected her to bring her
new friend home for me to meet sooner or later, but
weeks passed and she was spending more and more
time away from home.  I pressed her to bring her new
friend to dinner.  I had to ask her several times
before she finally agreed to bring her friend and her
mother to dinner.

	I spent the appointed day slow cooking a roast
until the meat would virtually fall apart with a fork.  I
prepared long rice with pine tree nuts to give the rice
a nutty taste.  Sweet rolls, and a garden salad with a
vinaigrette dressing.  I prepared a coffee pot with
French Vanilla coffee to brew just before our guests
were to arrive.  I also had bought a quart of spumoni
ice cream.

	I had set the table with my best china in
preparation of the arrival of our guests.  I managed
to bathe and put on my best lingerie and a nice
summer dress that was flattering to my 36-DD's.

	Iris arrived at the appointed time with her new
girlfriend and her mother.  I was impressed with both
of them.  They were obviously mother and daughter.
They both had long brunette hair that was parted
down the middle and some of it was pulled back
behind their ears and fastened together to keep
their hair away from their faces.  Iris' friend was a
tall girl and had a face that was very innocent and
childish looking.  She was wearing a light summer
dress that made it obvious that her breasts were
somewhere between A or B size.  If it were not for
her little nipples tenting her dress she would have
looked like a flat chested boy.  She didn't have nylons
on and she had on high heeled sling pumps.  Her
mother was also dressed for a summer evening.

	She had on a dress that showed off her 36-C
breasts to their best advantage.  The dress was
short enough to show off her long legs encased in
almost nude nylons and four inch heels.  Hell she
would have been taller than me without the heels.

	Iris had dressed especially fetchingly this
evening.  She was a natural blonde with just enough
curl to make an innocent frame around her face.  She
had on pink lipstick, red would have looked too harsh.
She looked sweet in a pastel green gingham summer
dress, and white flats.

	After the introductions we sat down to dinner.
Iris' friend was named Linda and her mother's name
was Charlie.  The conversation revolved around how
our daughters had met.  Apparently they had met at
school.  Charlie was also divorced.  Charlie and I
talked about how hard it is to make ends meet on our
meager incomes.  Just the same I could tell there was
something being left unsaid.

	Afterwards I gathered up the dishes and put
them in the dishwasher before taking out the ice
cream and the fresh coffee.  While we were enjoying
the dessert Linda brought up the subject that had
been the elephant in the room all evening.

	"Mrs. Walters, we came along with Iris for
support, because she has something to tell you that
she has been struggling with for a long time!"

	I looked at Iris, "What is wrong, baby?"

	"Mom, the reason I lost all of my friends is
because one night when my friends were here for a
pajama party I kissed my best friend and confessed
that I loved her.  She rebuffed my advance and she
told all of her friends at school the next day that I
was a lesbian, and had made a pass at her.  Everyone
started teasing me, even the guys made fun of me.  I
was hurt by the way everyone treated me.  That is
why I have been depressed for so long.  I was lost
until Linda befriended me.  She became my best
friend!"

	Her confession broke my heart.  I knew that
teenagers could be very cruel.  I placed my hand on
top of Iris' and said something stupid like I
understand.  It was obvious to everyone, but me, that
I didn't really understand the point she was making.

	Iris said, "Mom the point is that I am a lesbian,
and I can't go on without letting you know!  I don't
want to live a lie!"

	That was a shock to me.  I sat there without
saying anything for an uncomfortable amount of time.

	Linda spoke up, "Mrs. Walters, Iris is coming out
to you, because she loves you, and wants you to
understand.  She hopes that you will accept her for
who she is.  My mother was just as shocked when I
told her that I loved women.  She eventually accepted
me for who I am!"

	Charlie spoke up, "I was shocked when Linda
told me that she was a lesbian, but I love her and
eventually accepted the fact, and embraced her and
her girlfriends.  I'm sure that you love your daughter,
and as soon as you get used to her being a lesbian you
will continue to love her just as much as you always
have."

	I sat back in my chair and said, "This is a lot to
take in.  I think I need to be alone for a while.  I
pushed my chair back and stood up to leave the room.
I made my way to my bedroom and collapsed on top of
the bed face down.  I had no way of knowing what was
discussed in my absence, but eventually there was a
light rap on my door.  I expected that it was Iris,
when I said come in, but it was Linda.

	I turned over and sat up in bed with my back
against the headboard and crossed my legs under me,
as Linda came into the room.  She sat down on the
side of the bed, and said, "I wanted to discuss your
feeling about Iris coming out to you.  I'm sure you're
shocked by her revelation, but she loves you and
wants you to continue loving her or at least accept
her for who she is, if you don't approve of her
behavior."

	I paused before responding, "It was a shock, I
had no idea why she lost all of her friends, and what
was bothering her so much.  I never suspected that
she was attracted to girls sexually."

	Linda said, "That was why she asked me and my
mother to come along for support.  She didn't think
she could tell you about herself without us there."

	"I guess you are a good friend to her.  Only a
good friend would stand by her through such trying
times.  Are you Iris' girlfriend now?"

	Linda said, "I am her friend, but I am not her
lover.  I just understand what she is going through,
because I went through the same thing a few years
ago.  My mother took a little time to accept me for
who I am, but our relationship has never been better
since I came out."

	I said, "You and your mother are very fortunate
that she accepted your lifestyle.  You are a very
sweet girl for befriending my daughter when her old
friends have turned on her."

	Linda said, "You look very upset.  Why don't you
lie back on your bed and relax?"

	I took her advice and repositioned my body so
that I could recline and rest my head on one of my
pillows.  Linda was stroking my hair and near arm.

	"May I lie down next to you and cuddle with you
while we talk?"

	I felt a little strange accepting her request, but
I was a lot bigger than a young preteenager, and
didn't feel threatened by her at all, so I gave her
permission to lie next to me.  She rested her head on
the pillow next to the one I was resting my head on.
Her head was so close that I could feel her breath on
my neck.  I found it strangely stimulating.  I tried to
suppress my feelings, but when she started drawing
her fingertips up and down my arm I felt even
stranger.  She cuddled up against the side of my
body.  She started commenting on how nice I smelled.

	I had to think about which perfume I had put on
while getting dressed for company.  I said, "I think I
put on Dune by Christian Dior."

	"Hummm...you smell good enough to eat!"

	I'm sure I blushed, "You smell sweet too, my
dear."

	With that she thanked me and lightly kissed me
on my cheek.  She added, "You have a beautiful body!"

	All I could say was, "Thank you, and you have a
nice body too!"

	"I envy breasts like yours!" as she lightly placed
her hand on top of my left tit.  Her hand felt warm
through the thin material of my dress.  I was not
wearing a bra, and she could surely tell.  I took in a
big breath as a result of her bold move.  I couldn't
deny anymore that she was trying to seduce me.  I
was faced with the necessity to either rebuff her
advance or allow her to continue getting personal.

	I didn't push her hand away from my breast, and
she slipped her hand down the top of my bodice and
grasped my breast.  My heart was pounding like I was
about to have a stroke.  She leaned over my body and
planted a kiss right on my mouth.  I started to open
my mouth to protest, but she captured my tongue and
sucked on it.  All I was able to do was moan.  My
nipples were getting hard.  Our faces were so close
that we were breathing each other's air.

	I made one last attempt to be the adult when
she reached down for the hem of my dress and
started pulling it up my legs, so I grabbed her wrist
and pulled her hand away from my dress.  Of course
she still had her hand inside my dress playing with my
tit.  She pulled the straps off of my shoulders so
that she could pull the front of my dress down to
expose my tits.

	I put up only token resistance because her
hands felt so good on my tits.  She bent down and
took a nipple into her mouth.  She pulled her head
back stretching my flesh as far as she could, before
letting go.  Then she used her tongue to flick the
nipple back and forth.  She started switching back
and forth from one nipple to the other.  I gave up
trying to resist her efforts.  She would occasionally
move her head up and kiss me on the mouth.  I loved
the feel of her lips.

	One time while she was kissing me she reached
down and placed her hand on my crotch.  I didn't
resist her feeling my pussy this time.  She started
pulling my dress up slowly, and I didn't object this
time.  I felt ashamed of myself for being so weak,
but it had been years since anyone had inspired such
feelings in me.  When she got the bottom of my dress
up to my waist she placed the palm of her hand on top
of my thin panties.  It felt so damned good, that I
returned her kisses as passionately as she was kissing
me.  At one point she sat up and moved down the bed.

	I knew what she was planning and didn't resist
when she pulled my panties out from under my butt
and down my legs free of my feet.  She casually
tossed my panties aside, and then she sat there
looking at my pussy.  She took so long I was thinking
she had changed her mind or didn't like what she was
looking at.  After all I had a full mature bush. Oh, I
trimmed my pubic hair, because I never wanted to be
seen with a stray hair sticking out of my leg holes.
Maybe a young girl like Linda preferred hairless
pussies.

	There were no worries because she lifted up
one of my legs and removed the pump and started
licking and sucking on my toes and the bottom of my
foot.  She started licking my calf and the back of my
knee.  She was massaging my inner thigh and started
kissing it.  Just when I thought she was going to kiss
my pussy, she dropped that leg and picked up the
other one.  She repeated the same performance on
that leg.  Only this time when she reached the
juncture of my leg and torso she didn't stop.  She
started swabbing my pussy with her tongue.

	No one had ever sucked my pussy like this young
teenager was doing.  My husband very rarely ate my
pussy and that was only long enough to get me ready
to fuck.  Even that was over before I could have an
orgasm.  This young girl sucked me until I was
withering in a long lasting orgasm.

	When it was over and I visibly relaxed, she
crawled up my body to squeeze my tits and kiss me
again.  It was so strange to be kissing a young girl
that her face was covered with the juices from my
pussy.  I smelled my own cunt smeared all over her
face, and tasting my own juices while kissing her.

	I didn't want her to ever stop kissing me, but
eventually she did.  I tried to protest, but she simply
sat up on my waist.  She reached behind her back and
unfastened her thin dress and pulled it over her head.
She pulled her panties down to her thighs and sat
back on my hips to pull her panties free of her legs
and flung them aside.  As she shifted her weight beck
onto her knees and crawled up my body while clinging
to the headboard of my bed.  I realized where she
was headed.  I welcomed it when she settled down
over my head and lowered her pussy down to my
waiting mouth.

	I marveled at the swell of her vulva.  I could see
the specks of dark stubble of pubic hair that had
been shaved a day or two before.  The way she had to
spread her legs to straddle my head parted her pussy
enough for me to see her youthful labia part to
expose her little clit nestled under the hood of her
labia.  Her vagina was open and I could see into her
meaty cunt.  I could feel the moist humid air trapped
between her legs as I was.  The smell of her young
pussy made my mouth water because I knew she was
about to feed me her cunt.  I didn't have to wait long.

	When she lowered her pussy to my waiting
mouth she smothered me with it.  I used my tongue
to swab her pussy in the same manner as she had
done to me.  I sucked on her clit hard and listened to
her moan her approval.  She was rocking her hips back
and forth over my mouth.  I found that my tongue
was wiping her from asshole to clit.  It was thrilling
to taste her young pussy.

	When she finished quivering like a fish out of
water thrashing before they expired, she collapsed
back on my tits.  It took her a long time before she
spread her body over the top of mine.  We were
breathing into each other's mouths while we both
recovered.

	I felt ashamed of myself because I had not
even thought about Iris and Linda's mother until that
moment.  "Oh, my GAWD.  What about your mother
and Iris?  I would die if they walked in on us right
now."

	Linda seemed amused, "Don't worry about that,
Iris went home with Mother!"

	That statement startled me.  "Iris and your
Mother?"

	Linda said, "I told you that Iris and I were only
friends.  Iris loves my Mother!"

	The thought that my daughter was the lover of
a woman old enough to be her mother shocked me.  I
was torn between a mother's instinct to protect my
daughter and the realization that my daughter loved
an older woman.

	Linda cuddled up against my body and clung to
my right tit.  We eventually fell asleep for the night.
In the morning I woke up feeling the warmth of her
body next to me.  We were facing each other with
our faces so close that I could smell her breath.  My
bladder demanded relief. I did my best to disengage
my body from hers without waking her.  I quietly
made my way to the bathroom where I set about
brushing my teeth while I sat on the toilet peeing.
Just as I was finishing relieving myself, Linda
entered.

	She bent over me and kissed me, before talking
my toothbrush out of my hand.  She brushed her own
teeth with my toothbrush, until I wiped myself and
stood up.  She thanked me for warming up the toilet
seat as she sat down and peed until her bladder was
empty.  She said, "Why don't we get dressed and go
to my house to wake up Iris and Mother?"

	That was what we did, but on the way she
spotted a 'Krispy Kream' donut shop, and suggested
that we pick up a dozen donuts, before continued to
her house.  When we arrived Linda set about brewing
a pot of fresh coffee.  She carried the box of donuts
with her as we made our way to her mother's room.
Linda jumped onto the foot of the bed with the box
in hand.  I stood in the doorway taking in the sight of
my own daughter clinging to Charlie's naked breast.

	They were both still sleepy eyed as they woke
up to the smell of fresh coffee, and the sight of us in
the room.  Linda handed fresh donuts to them as she
said, "The coffee is ready."

	As Iris and Charlie sat up I witnessed the sight
of their naked torsos.  I was familiar with Iris' tits.
They were small little things, but they were covered
with red hickies.  Charlie's breasts were beautifully
shaped orbs that begged to be sucked on.  Her
breasts showed evidence of love bites too.

	Linda bounded off of the bed and ordered, 'Join
us in the kitchen for coffee and the rest of the
donuts.  Linda grabbed my hand pulling me out of my
immobile state as she dragged me to the kitchen.
She set about setting the table for the four of us
with big coffee mugs and small plates and divided the
remaining donuts between the four plates.

	It took Charlie and Iris a little time to relieve
their bladders and brush their teeth before put on a
little makeup.  When they joined us they had covered
their naked bodies with dressing robes.  Charlie took
her place at the head of the table.  Iris sat down at
her right elbow.  It was obvious to me that Iris
worshiped her.  She sat there resting her hand on
Charlie's arm.  Linda and I sat on the other side of
the table next to each other.  Linda used her right
hand to eat her donuts and drink her coffee, because
her left hand was resting on the inside of my thigh.
While we were eating I asked Charlie about her
story.

	Charlie said, "I didn't know I was a lesbian until
after I was married.  Shortly after Linda came along
a neighbor woman seduced me."  Charlie chuckled, "I
didn't want Linda to know I was sleeping with women,
and hid my relationships from her.  Like you I was
shocked when Linda came home with a sweet chubby
girl and informed me that she was in love with her.
At first I thought she was talking about platonic love.
It took me awhile to understand that she was talking
about physical love.  It took me some time to come to
grips with her revelation."

	"What did you do?"

	"I started researching the subject of
lesbianism on the web.  I feared that I had caused
her to become a lesbian by my actions.  One day I
found a website dedicated to lesbian chat rooms.  It
took me a little time to learn how it worked.  One day
I saw a name that attracted my attention.  Her name
was 'mamabear.'  Before I could request a private
chat with her she requested me to chat with her.  I
asked her to tell me if she had daughters, and she
assured me that she had a daughter."

	"I told her that it had been a shock when my
daughter told me that she was a lesbian.  The woman
asked me if I had ever sampled the pleasures of a
young girl.  I assured her that I had only been with
adult women, and I just wanted to understand if I
was the cause of my daughter becoming a lesbian.
She had checked my biography and knew that I lived
in a neighboring city, and calculated that we were no
more than twenty miles apart.  She suggested that
we meet at 'Starbucks' for coffee, and a talk about
things.  When we met I found her to be a delightful
woman.  She wasn't any older than me, but she was
like an older sister or mother image.  I found her to
be a delightful person to talk to.  I had never met
anyone so comfortable with themselves.  She told me
that she had known that she was a lesbian for as long
as she could remember.  She assured me that her own
daughter knew about her relationship with women
from the start, and she had embraced her lifestyle.
By the time we finished our coffee I agreed to
accompany her to her home."

	"I met her charming daughter and was treated
like a queen.  I surrendered to their desire to please
me.  I found that I desired to please them too.  Their
woman told me to a club where mothers exchanged
their daughters for sexual gratification.  I couldn't
believe Linda would be willing to participate in such
activities, but when I returned home and told her
about what the woman had sold me, she was thrilled
at the idea of meeting other adult woman."

	While Charlie was telling me her story Linda was
busy playing with my pussy.  I was sopping wet by the
time she finished her story, and my Iris kissed
Charlie on the mouth and started playing with one of
her breasts.  Linda was not to be outdone.  She
slipped out of her chair and positioned herself
between my legs, so that she could move her head
under my dress.  Linda pulled my panties aside and
started sucking my pussy.  I sat there enjoying
Linda's passionate efforts while I watched my own
daughter making love to Charlie.

	In time the four of us became members of the
'Mother and Daughter Exchange club.'  Life had
changed practically overnight for Iris and me.


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