Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2012 23:38:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mother Daughter Exhange Club 8 (lesbian/incest, oral, anal, g/F, g/FF)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of incest
between women and girls.  If this type of content
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           Mother Daughter Exchange Club 8
                         By
                        Jan

	One afternoon, a sweet young girl living close
by dropped by for a visit.  I was totally
flabbergasted, I did everything I could to keep our
neighbors in the dark about my daughter and I
belonging to a mother daughter exchange club.

	The girl looked to be a little younger than
Kaylin.  She had an entrancingly innocent looking
face.  I was instantly captivated by her charm.  I
wondered why she wanted to talk to me.  She
introduced herself as Elizabeth Darning and said
that she lived just down the block, and would like to
talk to me.  I introduced myself as Kathleen, but
also told her that she could call me Kathy.

	I was very intrigued by the urgent way she
expressed her desire to talk to me.  I invited her
into enter our home.  I allowed her to sit on the
couch in the living room.  I sat down next to her and
turned my body towards her and took her hand in
mine and asked her what was so urgent?

	Liz said, "I have been watching you ever since
you moved into the neighborhood, and I just had to
come by and tell you how much I admire you!  I
happen to be one grade ahead of Kaylin at school."

	I just had to comment, "I would have guessed
that you were at least a year or two years younger
than Kaylin!"

	Liz blushed, "Everyone says that!  But I
wondered if you knew about the girls Kaylin hangs
out with?"

	I was not sure where she was headed with that
question.  "Why do you ask?"

	She said, "I know the reputation of some of
her friends.  They are known around school as the
lesbian bitches!"

	I observed, "That certainly is an unkind and
rude thing to call any young lady."

	Liz went on, "I'm not criticizing anyone.  I was
just hoping that if you knew about the girls Kaylin
hangs out with at school that you might feel the
same way."  As she made that statement she placed
her hand on my bare arm.  "I have seen these girls
and their mothers coming to your house several
times."

	I instantly got that familiar itch deep within
my pussy.  This girl was flirting with me.  Just to
make sure that I was not mistaken I asked, "And if I
know about her friends?"

	Liz ran her fingers up my arm and down the
side of my breast.  I only had on jeans shorts and a
jersey tank top.  My breasts were not encased in a
bra, so my nipples and areolas were plainly visible by
the bulges they created.  Her small hand covered my
areola and gave my breast a squeeze.

	I couldn't believe the bold move of the young
girl.  I was also captivated by her beauty.  She had
dark chestnut colored hair that that hung down
below her shoulder blades and bangs covering her
forehead.  Her eyes were the clearest pale blue I
had ever seen.  Her skin can only be described as the
color of alabaster.  I was unbelievably attracted to
her.  I felt a strong desire to be just as bold as her,
regardless of the possibility that she might tell her
parents and ruin my reputation.  Just the same I
made the move and leaned close to her and kissed
her on the lips.  I sucked her lower lip into my mouth
and grasped it with my teeth.

	When I let go of her lip, she was breathing
hard, and she was still clinging to my breast.  I had
to ask her, "How do you know that Kaylin's friends
are lesbians"

	Liz took a deep breath, "I know that Beverly
and her mother are lesbians because I saw them
with our teacher when we were in junior high!"

	"Tell me more about what you saw!"

	"Because I am so small I never liked to spend
lunch playing with the other girls, so I found places
to hide from everyone.  Our school faced east-west,
and on the north side of the building was a buttress
with a cypress tree in front of it.  I would climb
onto the buttress to eat lunch every day.  From my
perch I could see into our classroom.  One day I
witnessed Beverly kissing Ms. Corbin."

	I said, "That may have been an innocent thank
you kiss, honey."

	"Beverly was kissing her like boys kiss their
girlfriends and her hands were pulling up her dress.
I witnessed Beverly kneel in front of Ms. Corbin and
she pulled aside her panties and kissed her pussy!  I
watched her do that several times before parent
teacher open house nights.  I witnessed Beverly's
mother talking to Ms. Corbin.  They didn't notice me
as Ms. Corbin walked her to the door.  They were
holding hands, and as they said goodbye to each
other they kissed and squeezed each other's butts."

	There was nothing more I could say about what
she had witnessed but I had to ask, "Why would you
think that the rest of Kaylin's friends are lesbians?"

	Liz actually blushed, "I was hoping that all of
you are, because I want to kiss you the way Beverly
kissed Ms. Corbin!"

	I almost wet my panties, because this sweet
girl was telling me she wanted to suck my pussy.  I
took her into my arms and kissed her on the mouth
with such urgency that I almost bruised her lips.  I
sought out her small breasts with my right hand at
the same time she sought out my breasts with both
of her hands.  We spent a long time kissing and
feeling each other's breasts.  Her little breasts were
no larger than half of a navel orange.  She was all of
fourteen years old and her body was no more than
the size of a twelve year old.  I peeled off her
clothes quickly.

	When she was totally naked I saw the first
evidence that she was almost an adult.  Her Mons
pubis was a puffy mound with an abundant amount of
dark pubic hair, and her labia minor protruded
beyond her labia major.  Her clitoris was protruding
too.  I could tell that her clit was constantly being
stimulated by her panties.  She responded to my
first touch like she had been touched by an electric
wire.

	I knew I had to be very careful to touch her
with a light touch.  When I touched her clit it had
to be as light as a butterfly landing on her flesh.  I
was able to suck the entire right breast into my
mouth while I stimulated her clit.

	Liz was so excited that she had to stop feeling
my breasts, and was gripping the edge of the cushion
of the couch.  She interrupted me and pleaded with
me to let her take my clothes off.

	I sat up and allowed her to pull my tank top
over my head, exposing my breasts.  Each one of my
breasts is larger than her head.  In fact each areola
is larger than her mouth.  I can attest to that
because as she sucked on my nipples her mouth could
not cover the pink areolas.  When she was satisfied
with her efforts to suck my nipples she started
pulling on the top button on my cut off jeans.  They
were so tight that the zipper almost came down on
its own as soon as she lifted up the tab.  She wedged
her little hand down inside my panties until her
fingers found my pubic hair.

	I arched my back against the couch with heels
on the floor as I lifted my butt off of the couch.
Liz helped me pull the shorts down along with my
teal colored panties, as soon as they were below my
knees, I bicycled my legs to free my legs from my
shorts and panties.  I was so excited that I could
smell my own pussy's odor.  Liz must have smelled me
too.

	She slipped to the floor in front of me and
spread my legs.  She spent a long time studying my
pussy with her eyes and fingers before she pressed
her face against my pussy.  I was in heaven.  I
placed my hands on her head and directed her head
around until she put her tongue where I wanted it.
She sucked my pussy until I had three strong
orgasms.  When I pulled her head away from my
pussy I was overjoyed to see the smile on her face,
covered with my pussy juice.

	I picked her up and sat her naked butt on the
arm of my couch and draped her slender legs over
my shoulders.  I too, was fascinated with her sweet
little pussy.  Her clitoris was such an erotic stimulus
for me, and her little vagina was so small.  I didn't
think I could stick more than two fingers into her
cunt.  I tested it by sticking one, then two, then
three fingers into her cunt.  The flesh stretched to
accommodate every digit.  She was moaning with pain
and pleasure by the time I managed to get my entire
fist into her little pussy.

	We spent the entire afternoon sucking tits and
pussies.  I even introduced her to licking assholes.
There came the time that she had to get home.
While we dressed I discussed the possibility of her
and her mother joining our mother daughter
exchange club.

	Liz had no idea if her mother had ever had a
lesbian experience.  It occurred to me that if we
didn't wash our face or hands that her mother would
be able to smell the pussy juice on us.  I walked her
home and Liz introduced me to her divorced mother.

	As I took her hand in greeting I placed my
cheek against hers for a phantom kiss.  I pressed my
cheek against hers until I was sure she could smell
Liz's pussy juice on my cheek.

	Liz was telling me that her mother was named
Henrietta.  As she pulled her head back I could see
the look of interest in her eyes.  She told me to call
her Henrie.  I almost smiled at the butch sounding
name.  I told her that she could call me Kathy.  She
asked if I would like a cup of coffee.  I assured her
that I would love a cup.  As we made our way to the
kitchen and she reached up to take the cups from
her cupboard, I admired the swell of her breasts
and the swell of her ass.  There was a coffee pot on
the stove on a simmer.  We set the table and she
poured coffee for the three of us.  She poured
French-vanilla creamer in the three cups and topped
the cups with canned whip-cream.  We gathered
around the breakfast dining table and sat down.

	As Henrie took her first sip of her coffee she
got a dollop of whip cream on the tip of her nose.  I
reached across the small table to wipe the cream
from her nose.  In doing so I made sure that I held
my finger under her nose long enough to be sure she
smelled my scented finger.

	We chatted about how we knew each other.  I
told her that my daughter and hers had attended
the same junior high.  The conversation was casual
until Liz finished her coffee.  Henrie insisted that
Liz get ready for bed.  She was stern about insisting
that she had enough coffee, now run along and get
ready for bed.

	Liz was petulant but did as she was told.  She
did kiss her mother before she left.

	After Liz had left the room, Henrie refilled
our cups before she asked me, "I couldn't help but
notice the strong smell of pussy juice on your face,
hands and on Liz's face.  Was that Liz's cum?"

	I played it coy, "Why would you say that?"

	"I have smelled her underwear before washing
them.  I know her smell!, and I assume the smell on
her face was yours."

	"Would it disturb you if she is sexually active
with women?"

	Henrie gave me a sardonic smile, and said, "I
have been aware of her fascination with lesbian sex
from seeing the magazines she hides from me.  I'm
happy that she is exploring sex with women, rather
than pimple faced boys.  At least she is not going to
come home with a gift in her belly."

	I moved my chair closer and touched her
forearm with my hand.  She didn't recoil from my
touch.  I asked, "Have you ever experimented with
or had a lesbian encounter?"

	She smiled at me, "Honey I not only had
girlfriends in high school and college, I have enjoyed
fucking my best friend before, during and after my
husband came and went."

	I leaned across the table and kissed her on the
mouth.  Both of us reached out with our right hands
and placed them on the back of each other's neck as
we kissed each other.

	I asked her if she would like to have sex with
me and my daughter.  Her eyes sparkled at the
prospect of having sex with a mother and daughter.
She admitted that she had seen my daughter and
had thought about how nice it would be to taste her
little pussy.  I told her about us belonging to a
mother daughter exchange club.  The only way we
allow anyone to join the club is that both mother and
daughters join.

	Henrie chucked, "So you wouldn't have allowed
Liz to join without me?"

	"That is correct.  We don't want any mother
flying off the handle when she finds out her
daughter is engaged in sex with a bunch of girls and
adult women."

	Henrie reached for one of my tits as she
assured me that she was game for anything.  By the
time we had masturbated each other to a mutual
climax, we knew that Liz had showered and gotten in
her bed.

	We went to her bedroom and entered while
holding hands.  We kissed her and asked her if she
would like to come to the next mother daughter
exchange club gathering, where she could party with
as many girls and women as she liked.

	Liz beamed from ear to ear.  She pulled down
her blankets to show us that she was naked.  Henrie
and I started playing with her little body.  Henrie
admitted that she had enjoyed playing with Liz's
pussy when she had changed her diaper as a baby.
Before I went home Liz had sucked both of our
pussies and we had sucked hers.  Henrie and I
sucked each other too.

	When I got home I told Kaylin all about our
neighbors, while we shared my bed.

	Kaylin made a beeline for their house the next
evening to find out if Henrie and Liz were as good as
I claimed.  One more couple was added to the club



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