Date: Sat, 25 Apr 2015 17:25:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Kiss (Lesbian/Incest, oral, spanking, F/g, F/f, F/F, FF/gg)

Warning:

Lesbian/Incest, oral, spanking, F/g, F/f, F/F, FF/gg

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
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                   The Kiss
                      By
                     Jan

      I hate to think of myself as a pervert, but a lot
of people would call me a sick pervert.  I was married
as a teenager right out of high school.  I had my first
daughter, named Clara, before I was 19-years-old.

      Like so many people that marry young, we had to
struggle to make a living.  The shortage of money was
a constant source of arguments.  There was never
enough money to pay the rent, utilities, and put gas in
the old beat up car we had.  All it took was the
expense of a car repair of an illness to have the
landlord threatening us with eviction.  There came a
time when we parted ways with a lot of acrimony.  My
ex had no interest in his daughter.  I returned home
to my parents.

      I worked to pay my way, and my parents were
very supportive.  Clara was in third grade, and was 9-
years-old, when I met an older man.  He not only
professed his love for me and my daughter, he
actually had a secure job that insured that we could
live in comparative comfort, so I married him.  He
was an adequate lover, but three years later when I
got pregnant with my second daughter, and my
husband had a strange idea that if he has sex with
me it could affect the baby.

      There was nothing I could do to convince him that
we could engage in intercourse both vaginal and anal
and would not harm the baby.  He would not even
engage orally with me or allow me to blow him.  The
end result was me horny as hell.

     After my husband was off to work and Clara was
off to school, I started masturbating after doing the
housework.  By the time I was in my eight month I
was going crazy.  I brought out my old breast pump,
and justified using it by convincing myself that I was
trying to induce lactation before the baby arrived.
In truth I was using the pump at the same time I was
frigging myself with a dildo I had bought online.

      I was spending more and more time indulging in
self-gratification.  Clara was very curious about my
pregnancy.  I allowed her to feel my belly.  One
afternoon I took a bath just before Clara got home
from school.  She came into the master bedroom
while I was finishing drying off.  I was sitting at my
vanity while I was still naked.  Clara approached me
and placed her hand on my big belly, and felt the baby
move.  Then she bent down and kissed me on the
belly.  I felt a surge of sexual desire that got my
pussy dripping.

      When I was pregnant with Clara my areolas had
doubled in size and got much darker.  This time as my
breasts prepared to produce milk they just swelled,
and got very sensitive to the touch.  I asked Clara if
she would help me use the breast pump to get me
lactating before her baby sister arrived.

      Clara was happy to use the pump on my tits.  She
would come home from school, and find me sitting
around in a silk dressing gown.  I would expose my
breasts to her, and hand her the breast pump.  She
would attach the plastic cone to one of my nipples and
start pumping.  When it started to become painful I
would have her start pumping the other nipple.  One
afternoon I started producing milk.

      Clara told me that she didn't remember nursing as
a baby, and asked me what it tasted like, and I told
her that she was welcome to suck on my tit to find
out what it tasted like.  She sat on the couch next to
me, and sat the pump aside before claiming one of my
nipples with her mouth.

      While she was sucking on my nipple I felt my
pussy dripping.  I was so turned on by the feeling of
her sucking on my tits that I started rubbing my
crotch.  Clara saw what I was doing, and placed her
hand on my crotch.  She replaced my hand, and
started masturbating me.  I lay back and enjoyed
having my daughter nursing my tit and finger fucking
me, until I had an orgasm.

      When I opened my eyes Clara was smelling the
fingers that she had used to masturbate me with.
While I watched she started sucking on her fingers.
It disturbed me.  I asked her, "Have you done that to
any other girls before?  Don't worry, you're not in
trouble."

      Clara removed her fingers from her mouth, "Yes."

      "Who were they?" I asked.

      Clara replied, "Dawn was the first, Felicia and
Gina are the others."

      Dawn was the neighbor girl I called upon to
babysit Clara when I needed someone to look after
her.  I had first asked her to look after Clara was
when she was about 8-years-old, and Dawn was about
12-years-old.  Felicia and Gina were Clara's playmates
since they were in pre-school together.  They had
been in the same classrooms together ever since.  I
had to ask, "How did it get started?"

      Clara said, "Dawn taught me how to do it when I
was in second grade.  When I was in fourth grade I
was talking to Felicia about sex when we were having
a sleepover at her house.  She told me that an older
cousin taught her, so we did it to each other.
Sometime later Felicia and I were staying at Gina's,
and she told us that one of her aunts had taught her
all about sex.  She showed us everything her aunt had
taught her.  We have been doing it ever since."

      I couldn't resist asking, "What do you girls do?"

      Clara said, "We masturbate each other like we
just did, and also suck each other's tits and pussies!"

      "Show me!"

      Clara asked, "Will it hurt the baby?"

      "No, honey, the baby is protected by her own sac
filled with fluid."

      With that Clara knelt in front of me as I moved
my butt to the edge of the couch and spread my legs.
I was unable to see my crotch over my belly, and I
had not been able to shave down there in months, so I
knew my bush was thick.  Clara set about licking my
pussy.

      No one had eaten my pussy in years.  Neither of
my husbands liked to eat pussy, so the last time
someone had eaten my pussy was a girlfriend when I
was a teenager.  I lay back and squeezed my tits while
Clara sucked on my clitoris until I had an orgasm.

      When I recovered I had Clara remove her
panties, and stand on the couch astraddle of my belly,
so that I could cling to her butt, while I ate her
pussy until she let out a cry, and her knees buckled,
pressing her weight against my shoulders.

      I felt guilty about what we had done later that
evening, so I went to bed that night promising myself
not to let her do that again, but by noon the next day
I couldn't wait for Clara to get home.  I took off all
of my clothes and masturbated until she got home.

      When Clara got home she found me in the master
bedroom, lying naked on top of my bed.  I had my
knees bent with my legs spread wide open.  My belly
was huge by that time.  I had not been able to see my
pussy for months by then.  Clara set about licking my
pussy and sucking on my clit until I had a strong
orgasm.  For pleasing me so good I had Clara sit on my
face, so that I could eat her pussy until she cried out
that she was cumming.  Every day I waited for her to
get home from school, so that we could reenact that
first day.

      One day she asked me if she could spend the
weekend at Gina's home.  She told me that Gina was
upset that she had ignored her for days.  I knew
what they were going to be doing, and envied them,
but I couldn't deny her request.

      I had to do some grocery shopping and when I got
home I was struggling to carry the grocery bags into
the house.  Dawn came out of her house, and offered
to help me.  I welcomed her help, because I was
huffing and puffing.  When we deposited the last
couple of bags on the kitchen table, I offered her a
coke for helping me.  She accepted, and I retrieved a
couple of cans from the fridge.  We sat at the table
while we drank them.

      Dawn was a very attractive 17-year-old by that
time.  She was wearing shorts and a halter top.  Just
looking at her bare legs was making me horny.  I
casually asked her accusingly, "I recently discovered
that you seduced my daughter ...what....about four
years ago, and you have been making her eat your
pussy two or three times a week ever since!  Does
your mother know you're having sex with young girls?"

      Her face went white.  It was obvious she was
about to panic.  She was at a loss for words, she
wanted to deny any such thing, but couldn't deny the
truth.  Her eyes were scanning the room for a way
out, but she was trapped.

      I placed my hand on her bare thigh, and told her,
"I think the only way to solve this is for you to allow
me to spank you    or I will have to tell your mother!"

      Dawn was still in a state of high anxiety, as she
agreed to allow me to spank her.

      I demanded that she stand up and remove all of
her clothes.  She slowly stood up to comply with my
demand.  She reached behind her back to unhook the
halter top.  She had those perfect shaped conical
breasts with areolas that were swollen knobs with
inverted nipples.  I couldn't resist reaching out and
pinching her tits until the nipples protruded.  She
closed her eyes and moaned.  It was not a moan of
pain at all.  While I was playing with her nipples, she
set about unfastening her shorts.

      Her shorts were nothing more than old cut off
blue jeans with frayed leg openings.  They were so
tight she had to struggle to pull them down past her
womanly hips.  As the jeans fell to her ankles, I
admired the sexy little flesh colored lacey panties
she had on.  She was a natural sun bleached blonde
with streaks of very light blonde hair, but there was
enough pubic hair showing through her lace panties to
let me know that her pubic bush was a dark brown.

      Dawn looked at me while I was playing with her
tits, before she rolled the tight little panties down.
She had to bend over to step out on the little ball of
material.  Her tits were dangling from her body and
her face was so close to mine I could smell her
breath, she must have been eating Doritos, because I
would smell the corn.  I wanted to kiss her, but I
didn't want to do that until I had finished spanking
her.

      When she stood up I admired her pussy.  The
dark brown patch of pubic hair was a tangle of hairs
forming a triangle.  She was young enough that her
labia minor were completely hidden between her labia
major.  Again I wanted to reach out and play with her
pussy, but her butt was more important.  I made her
stand beside my left thigh and bend over my lap.

      I forced her head down almost to the floor, while
I used my right hand to stroke the swells of both
butt cheeks.  When Dawn let out a moan at my
delicate touch, I lifted my right hand and brought it
down with as much force as I could.  It resulted in a
loud smacking sound that reverberated throughout
the house.

      Dawn let out a cry of pain that was definitely not
a fake.  I spanked both cheeks until my hand was
throbbing.  I paused to admire my work.  Both cheeks
of her ass were aflame with a reddish glow that
radiated heat.  When she turned her head around to
look up at me, tears were streaming down her cheeks.
She was sobbing, and I knew she could taste the salty
tears on her lips.  While she was sobbing I held the
palm of my hand on her ass to hold in the heat, just
to cause her additional discomfort.

      I was looking at the two dimples just above the
beginning of the crease between the two buns.  I
placed a fingertip in the dimple and drew it into the
far dimple before sliding my fingertip to the
beginning of the crack of her ass.  I drew the finger
down the sweaty fold past her tightly puckered
asshole, perineum, into the folds of her labia major
and minor. I paused long enough to probe the depths
of her vaginal opening.  It was obvious that she was
not a virgin, because there was no obstruction
preventing me from feeling the bulge of her cervix.  I
continued sliding my finger down until I found her
clitoris, and diddled it until Dawn was moaning in pure
pleasure.  I continued pushing back her hooded clit
until my finger was deep in the pubic bush covering
her Mons-pubis.

      Dawn was moaning like the little slut she was by
that time.  As I retraced my path back up the crack I
paused at her asshole to force my finger deep into
her asshole.  I finger fucked her asshole until she
was moaning in pleasure again.  When I withdrew my
finger I smelled the fragrance of her pussy and the
strong odor of her asshole clinging to my finger. I
reached down and rubbed my finger under her nose
to insure she could smell herself until she washed her
face, then I stuck my finger into her mouth, forcing
her to suck my finger.

      When I lifted her up, she instantly reached
behind to rub her butt cheeks, and her face was
tearstained.  I pulled her head down and kissed her
on the mouth.  I forced my tongue into her mouth,
and quickly sucked the air out of her lungs.  I held
her tightly until she struggled to breathe before I
blew air into her lungs.  We were sucking on each
other's tongue while she recovered.  As soon as she
recovered I stood up and took her by the hand to
lead her upstairs to my bedroom.

      She stood by my bed while I removed my dress,
revealing my bra.  Dawn was fascinated by my bra.  I
explained to her that I had started lactating, so I
wore a nursing bra, with flaps that allowed me to let a
baby suckle without taking off the bra, and the cup
had a removable pad to absorb leaking milk.  It was
obvious that Dawn was excited to discover that I was
producing milk.

      I asked her if she would like to taste my milk, and
she was thrilled at the idea.  I had her sit next to me
on the bed so that I could cradle her head like a child
and place two fingers on either side of the areola on
my right tit.  I squeezed the tit until it started
squirting milk in several directions from a variety of
openings in the nipple, before I put the nipple in her
mouth.  I continued squeezing my tit until Dawn
started sucking like a baby.

      Having someone sucking my tit was enough to
make my panties wet.  I sat on the bed and cradled
her head on my belly while she nursed.  While she
nursed, I stroked her young pussy.  Her flesh was as
smooth as a baby's, except for that triangle of pubic
hair.  I finger fucked her, while she was moaning in
her satisfaction at sucking milk from my tit.  I was
just as excited about the prospect of sucking on her
firm young breasts too.  I eventually pulled my
dripping tit from her mouth and positioned her so
that I could suck on her tits.

      Dawn was surprised when she felt my baby move.
She placed her cheek on my belly and kissed my belly
when she felt the baby move again.  I assured her
that the baby was enjoying the stimulation too,
because she could feel my excited state.  She asked
if the baby would feel it if she ate my pussy.

      I told her that the baby wouldn't feel what we
were doing, she would just feel the pleasure I was
experiencing.  The baby can feel my emotional state.
If I'm angry, she kicks and punches a lot, if I'm happy
she moves a lot calmer.

      Dawn settled down between my legs and started
sucking my pussy.  I enjoyed looking down at her
sweet young face with her nose buried in my wild
tangle of pubic hair.  Dawn even commented on how
much she enjoyed the smell of my pussy, and stated
that she had never seen a clit as large as mine.  She
sucked on my clitoris unto I grabbed two handfuls of
her blonde hair and screamed out my pleasure.  We
eventually cuddled up in each other's arms and legs.
Before we got dressed we kissed and promised each
other that this was not going to be the last time.

      I was reluctant to tell her that I was sleeping
with Clara too.  Dawn started visiting me whenever
Clara was visiting her girlfriends.  She was coming
over two and three times a week.

      One morning I had gotten Clara off to school, and
gathered up the weeks-worth of laundry along with
bed sheets to put in the washer.  I had just put a
load in the washing machine and started it, when
there was a rap on the back door.  It was right there
by the laundry room.  As I opened the backdoor
Dawn's mother was standing there like any housewife
with a white pasteboard box emblazoned with the
name 'Dunkin Donuts' on top.

      She asked me, "Would you like to share donuts
with me over coffee?"

      The house smelled of fresh brewed coffee,
because I always brew a pot of coffee as soon as I
get up.  I stepped back and invited her in.  I led her
to the breakfast nook adjacent to the kitchen.  While
she slipped into the booth I retrieved two mugs and
the coffee urn.  She opened the box to reveal a half
dozen glazed donuts.  She said, "I can't eat just one!"

      I assured her that neither could I, as I filled our
mugs, as I returned the coffee urn to the coffee
maker's warmer plate, Mrs. Cooper was putting
sweetener and milk substitute in her mug to taste.  I
returned with two plates and napkins.  We each took
a donut and took a bite before tasting the coffee.

      I knew there had to be some reason for the visit
because we didn't normally have much to say to each
other.

      Mrs. Cooper eventually said, "Dawn is spending a
lot of time visiting you, I have noticed.  Is she having
sex with you or your daughter?"

      I was stunned by her question, "Why would you
think she is having sex with my daughter or me?"

      She let her eyes drop to the continence of her
mug before she said, "My daughter is a lesbian!  I
have known she was seducing girls for years.  I could
hear what they were doing in her room whenever she
brought home a girlfriend.  I use to think she would
outgrow it, but she has continued entertaining girls
long after most girls get boy happy.  Most girls have
posters of male pop singers on their walls, but Dawn
has posters of singers like KD Lang.  She has one of
her riding a Harley-Davidson with a sexy woman
riding bitch behind her, so I'm assuming that Dawn is
a complete lesbian now."

      "Why would you assume that she is having sex
with me?"

      "She is over here two and three times a week, and
several times I have noticed that Clara has left the
house before she comes over!  Until now she has been
dating girls younger than her, but if she is seeing you,
I assume she has moved on to older, more
experienced women!"

      I was reluctant to admit that I was fucking her
daughter.  I took a long sip of my coffee, trying to
come up with a response to her question.

      She reached across the table, and placed a hand
on top of my hand, "Don't get upset, I'm not going to
blame you, or anything like that."

      Her fingers were long and slender.  They were
stroking the back of my hand, before she turned my
hand over, and she stroked the palm of my hand.  It
dawned on me that she was trying to seduce me.  I
had a moment of boldness, so I leaned across the
table and kissed her on her lips.  She placed her hand
on the back of my neck and returned the kiss.

      I took hold of her hand and pulled her to her
feet, and led her to the laundry room.  Like me, she
had on a simple cotton print housedress that
buttoned down the front.  As I unbuttoned her dress
she was doing the same to me.  It turned out that
neither of us had bras on.  Where I had on
comfortable panties, she had on none.  I was struck
by how much her body looked like her daughter's, only
a mature, fuller version.  The dark brown triangle of
pubic hair was moist and pungent enough for me to be
able to smell her odor.  We helped each other to lie
on top of the pile of sheets and dirty clothes.

      I wondered why she had brought along the box of
donuts.  While we were lying next to each other, she
took out a fresh donut and rubbed the sticky frosting
all over her nipples.  I got the message and started
licking and sucking on her nipples.  She was excited to
see milk dripping from my tits.  I cradled her head
while she suckled on my tit.  She also felt my baby
move.

      I reached over and found a pair of Clara's dirty
panties, and held the smelly crotch under her nose.
She was humping my thigh, with a blissful expression
on her face while inhaling the aroma of my daughter's
panties.  She eventually turned around and straddled
my head while she lied over my big belly.  We ate
each other's pussy until we had several orgasms.

      She started coming over after we got the girls
off to school.  She was the first one to suggest the
possibility of letting the girls join us.  The idea was
wickedly exciting for both of us.  I also informed her
that Clara had a couple of girlfriends she was having
sex with.  Mrs. Cooper was excited to think about
getting to have sex with three 12-year-olds.

      She stayed at my house all day.  I used my cell-
phone to call Dawn and invited her to come to my
house after school.  I didn't say anything about her
mother.  Clara got home sooner, because her school
was closer.  When she opened the door she was
surprised to find Mrs. Cooper and I were sitting on
the couch totally naked.  We were finger fucking
each other.  She quickly shed her clothes and knelt
before Dawn's mother and ate her pussy.  She was
still down there when then the doorbell rang.

      I called out for Dawn to come in.  The look on her
face was priceless, when she saw the three of us.
Her mother and I were kissing while Clara was eating
her mother's pussy and finger fucking mine.  Needless
to say she shed her clothes and joined in the action.
After we exhausted ourselves, we discussed inviting
and Gina to join in our little group.  Clara was thrilled
about the idea.  Dawn also suggested her inviting
some of her girlfriends to join us.

      We eventually had a little club that included
several young girls and some teenagers.  We
discovered that there were some other mothers that
were having sex with their daughters.

      By the time I went into labor, our group had
grown to a pretty good size.



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