Date: Thu, 4 Jul 2013 11:05:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mother Daughter Exchange Club 19 (lebian/incest, oral, ff/FF)

Warning:

Incest, oral, ff/FF

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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Mother Daughter Exchange Club 19
By
Jan

	My eighteen-year-old daughter, Loraine
mentioned over breakfast a couple of days ago that
she would like to invite a friend and her daughter
over for coffee or something to get to know them
better.  I asked her how she met the woman, and she
told me that she had been chatting with her online.  I
found that dubious but didn't question her motives.

	I have known for years that my daughter was a
lesbian.  Shortly after my husband deserted us, I had
witnessed her as a child masturbating her playmates
several times.  I had tried to reason with her and
even punished her several times for such activity.  My
efforts were to no avail.  By the time she reached
puberty I had caught her sniffing and licking the
crotches of her classmates several times.  There was
no way to dissuade her from her attraction to girls.
She had no interest in boys at all.  At least I had no
fear that she was going to get knocked up by some
pimple faced boy before she finished school.

	There came a point when I gave up trying to
change her ways, and just accepted the fact that she
was never going to make me a grandmother.  I avoided
prying into her activities.  When she had a girlfriend
in her bedroom I avoided even going near the room,
so I would not have to listen to the noises of their
sexual activity.

	I must say I was disappointed, not only for her
sexual preference, but she had been such a sweet and
attractive girl.  As she reached her teens she had
opted to cut off her lovely brunet hair in favor of a
brushed back haircut with a part down the middle of
the back called a 'ducktail.'  It looked like they type
of haircut worn by teenaged boys from the fifties.
Outside of school she chose to dress in boy's clothes.

	I don't understand why she wanted to be more
like a boy than a girl, if she didn't like boys.  She
started spending nights with her girlfriends.  I never
asked her what went on when she spent the night at
the home of one of her girlfriends.  Sometimes she
would come home smelling of booze and cigarettes.
It hurt me the first time I saw a tattoo on the small
of her back.  When I asked her why she wanted to
mark her body like that, she proudly showed it off.
Then she showed me a couple of more tattoos by
pulling down the front of her panties.  She had a
tattoo of red lips close to where a girl would have a
pubic bush on her left side, and the symbol of female
(a circle with a cross on the bottom) tattooed on the
left butt cheek.  My heart ached at the sight of the
way she had marked her body.

	Over time I accepted that there was no way I
was going to change her way of life.  But she had
never approached me about allowing her to entertain
a mother and daughter at our home.  I found it
strange that she wanted me to help play hostess for
them.  I relented after she pleaded with me.

	The evening that the mother and daughter
arrived was a balmy evening.  I had prepared a table
with a fondue dish with carrots, celery, jicama, and
dried bread chunks.  I had also made a pot of coffee
flavored with cinnamon.  I had a platter of pastry too.

	I had no idea what to expect.  I assumed that
the woman was bringing her daughter for Loraine.  I
figured that she was bringing her to meet my
daughter and see what her family was like.  I
respected the fact that the woman was looking out
for her daughter's wellbeing.  Just the same I felt
like an asshole setting out a spread just so my
daughter could get in the panties of a teenager.

	At the appointed time the doorbell rang.
Loraine opened the door to admit her guests.  I was
impressed by her guests.  They were both very
attractive women.  The mother was a tall willowy
natural blonde, dressed very smartly for a summer
evening.  Despite her slender build her breasts were
pretty large and firm.  The way her dress fit showed
off her attributes to the fullest.  Loraine introduced
the mother to me as Elaine Brooks and her daughter
as Jeannette.

	The daughter was a sweet looking girl about my
daughter's age.  Just looking at her surprised me
because she was not the kind of girl Loraine normally
went to bed with.

	She was a petite girl that looked like the
cheerleader type.  Her hair was the same color as her
mother's and hung down her back to her waist.  Her
eyes were clear and a startling blue gray.  She was
also dressed in a pale yellow summer dress.  Her
three inch heels did little to elevate her head to eye
level with the average woman.

	Loraine and I escorted them to the family room
with the wide sliding glass door to the patio.  We
invited them to join us at the round table that served
as a casual dining table and a card table.  I acted a
hostess and served the refreshments.  Elaine
produced a bottle of Chardonnay.  I got us glasses
and opened the bottle.  I let the bottle breathe while
I served the treats.  When the guests sat down
Loraine sat next to Elaine and her daughter sat next
to me.  I had not expected that seating arrangement.
I had assumed my daughter was interested in the girl.

	While we munched on the celery and carrot
sticks we talked about our pasts.  Elaine told us that
she was also a divorced parent of a teenaged
daughter.  The girls turned out to have similar tastes
in music.  We talked long enough to discover that we
had a lot of other things in common.  It disturbed me
a little that while we were talking, Jeannette kept
brushing her knee against my thigh.  At first I
thought it was an accident, but it was no accident
when she pressed her knee against my thigh and
placed the palm of her hand on the inside of my thigh.
It embarrassed me.  I felt like Loraine and Elaine
knew what she was doing.

	Loraine picked up her glass and stood up as she
extended her other hand to Elaine.  "Let me show you
the rest of the house."

	Elaine picked up her glass and fell in beside my
daughter as they made their way to the hall leading
to the bedrooms and bathrooms.  Loraine stopped at
the fridge long enough to retrieve another bottle of
white wine.

	I didn't know what to say.  It was obvious that
my daughter had invited the couple to get in the
mother's panties, but why had she included the
daughter?

	I foolishly asked, "Would you like a pastry?"

	Jeannette flashed a big smile, "I was hoping to
eat something else just as sweet!"

	I practically wet my pants.  The sweet looking
girl no more that sixteen years old was coming on to
me.  Before I could respond she leaned over and
kissed me on the lips.  I couldn't believe what was
happening.  I recoiled from the kiss.  I said something
stupid like, "your mother!" as if she might return and
catch her daughter trying to kiss me.

	Jeannette smugly said, "Mother and Loraine will
be busy for a long while!  I want to make love to you
just like your daughter is doing to my mother right
now!"

	I was stunned by the bold behavior of this
sweet and innocent looking girl.  I was not all that
innocent. I had experimented with girlfriends in high
school and college, but had assumed that had just
been a youthful fling.  I had put that behind me
before getting married.

	I had put on at least twenty pounds over the
years, but at least some of the added weight went to
the size of my breasts.  They were heavier and
needed thick shoulder straps to support them
without cutting into my shoulders.  I couldn't
understand a vibrant young girl trying to seduce me.

	Suddenly I was being pulled to my feet.  At
first I resisted, but it didn't take long before I let
her lead me down the hall.  As we passed Loraine's
door we heard the unmistakable sound of a woman's
voice making unmistakable moans of pleasure and the
sound of bed springs squeaking.

	Jeannette pulled me down the hall as she
commented, "Sounds like your daughter is doing a
good job entertaining my mother!"  The door at the
end of the hall was obviously my bedroom.  As soon as
Jeannette closed the door behind us she leaned
against it as if to block my escape.  She casually told
me, "Why don't you relax.  You will find out that you
will enjoy it!"

	I would not have allowed her to lead me to my
bedroom if I had not already decided to find out
what it would be like to have sex with this girl.  I was
thinking why the hell not, her mother was fucking my
daughter just down the hall.

She approached me with a smirk on her face.  She
pushed me backwards until I came in contact with my
bed.  There was no place for me to go.  She placed
her hands on my breasts.  There was that moment
when I inhaled quickly, before I relaxed and allowed
her to mold my tits like she was working clay.  The
fact that she was still shorter than me, even in heels
made it necessary for her to pull my head down to
kiss me on the mouth.  She had to release one tit to
do so.

	I had not kissed a female like that in decades.
We probed each other's mouths with our tongues, and
sucked each other's tongue.  I even managed to seal
her nose with my cheek.  I was in fact smothering
her.  I would breathe through my nose, and fill her
lungs with the air before sucking the air from her
lungs.  I would deprive her of air just long enough to
make her struggle.  The struggling eventually made
me lose my balance and pull her with me as I fell
backwards onto the bed.

	We giggled like a couple of school girls.  She
was lying on top of me with her face right over my
breasts.  She took my left tit into her mouth and
sucked on it through my lightweight tight fitting
summer dress and nylon bra.  She pawed at the dress
until she managed to pull the material of my dress
and bra down enough that my tits spilled out over the
top.  She claimed my nipple with her lips, and sucked
on it until I thought she was going to leave a mark on
my flesh.

	I gave in to my baser desires and helped her
take off her clothes.  I wanted to see this innocent
looking beauty naked.  Her skin was flawless except
for a couple of moles.  There was one on the on the
inside of her left breast, very close to the areola,
and the second one was located on the back side of
her left hip.  The only other marks on her body were
small scars as a result of her learning to roller skate
as a child.  They were no larger than the size of the
barrel of a ballpoint pen.  Being a natural brunet her
pubic bush was almost black.  She trimmed it close
and shaved it into a natural triangle. Now it was her
turn to help me get undressed.

	Jeannette reached around my body to unzip the
back of my dress, with her cheek pressed against my
breasts.  She pulled the short sleeves free of my
arms and then struggled with pulling the skirt out
from under my butt and while I sat up she pulled the
dress up and over my head.  I had to lift my arms
briefly for her to clear the dress of my body.  I was
left sitting there in just mauve nylon bra, hip huggers
and flesh colored nylons, because my pumps had been
left on the floor as I fell backwards.

	She ran her hands all over my body with an
expertise far beyond what her age would suggest.
My body responded as if it had a mind of its own.
She eventually set about removing my bra.  When my
breasts spilled out she covered my areolas with her
mouth. The way she was sucking on my nipples you
would have thought I was going to produce milk.

	While she was still sucking on my tits she ran
her hands down my body to the junction of my legs.
The nylon panties did little to hide the bush between
my legs.  She slipped her hand under the waistband of
my panties.  I swear my pubic hair around my labia
was soaking wet.  Her skillful fingers sought out the
location of my clit and worried it with her fingertips
until I was squirming around in heat.  When I couldn't
contain my moans of pleasure, she withdrew her hand.

	I was disappointed because she had brought me
to the brink of an orgasm, and had not delivered.
Before I could complain she scooted down between
my legs and kissed my pussy, before pulling my
panties out from under my butt.  She pulled them
free of my legs and discarded them, before kissing
my wet pussy.  No one had ever sucked my pussy any
better.  I wrapped my legs around her neck to
prevent her from stopping before I had a strong cum.

	When I was satisfied I released her head and
lay back on the bed.  Jeannette walked on her knees
on either side of my body all the way up until her
pussy was right over my face.  I hadn't eaten a pussy
in decades, but I was captivated by this innocent
looking girl with the soul of a whore.

	While I was eating her pussy she was rocking
back and forth, my tongue found its way into her cunt
and asshole until she screamed that she was cumming.

	We clung to each other while we recovered.  I
asked her about how this had come about.  Jeannette
explained, "My mother and I belong to a club called
'The Mother Daughter exchange Club' and your
daughter met my mother online.  They flirted with
each other for a couple of weeks.  They even
masturbated on live video several times.  When my
mother told her about the club, she suggested that
Mom and I visit here.  She wanted me to seduce you
while she got to make love to my mother."

	I was shocked to think that my own daughter
had deliberately set me up to be seduced by a
teenaged girl.  I was lost somewhere between anger
with my daughter, and a horny state wanting to fuck
Jeannette all over again.  I was about to voice my
displeasure when the bedroom door opened.

	I was shocked to see Loraine and Elaine
standing in the doorway with their arms around each
other's waist.  Their bodies glistening with sweat. I
couldn't help but admire Elaine's body.  She was very
close to my age, no more than a couple of years either
way.  She had the slender body of a dancer, but the
tits of a whore.  I tried to see if I could detect a
scar of a breast implant to no avail.  I could envision
that she had back problems from the weight of her
breasts.  I have to say that they were lovely to look
at.

	I also noticed that her pubic area was trimmed
and shaved just like her daughter's.  I assumed that
they discussed how to trim their pussies, if nothing
else.  The idea that they probably had also engaged in
incestuous sex was wickedly fascinating.

	She couldn't help but notice the way I was
studying her figure.  Her right arm was around
Loraine's waist and resting on her hip.  She turned
her body slightly towards Loraine and kissed her on
the mouth at the same time she placed the palm of
her hand right on the shaved pussy of my daughter.
She placed her index finger and middle finger on
either side of her vulva and pressed until her vulva
welled up and exposed her labia and clit to me.  There
was a flash of a protective mother, before I saw it as
a sexy picture.

	The two of them slowly walked towards the bed.
Elaine leaned over and kissed me.  I could smell and
taste the unmistakable residue of pussy juice on her
face and mouth.  There was no doubt that she had
been eating my daughter's pussy.

	The four of us sat there talking while we finger
fucked each other slowly.  Elaine and I eventually ate
each other pussies, while the girls did the same thing
right next to us.  When we were all satisfied we
talked about what to do next.  We brought out my
laptop and logged onto website using Loraine's web
name.  It didn't take long to find a couple of women
willing to play.  They loved the idea that they were
watching two mothers and daughters.  That night
Loraine and I joined the 'Mother Daughter Exchange
Club!

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