Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2013 21:59:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Two mothers (Incest oral, anal, f/f, f/FF, ff/FFF)

Warning:

Incest oral, anal, f/f, f/FF, ff/FFF

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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                     Two Mothers
                         By
                        Jan

	I was a shy girl growing up.  Looking back I can
cite two reasons for my shyness:  The first person to
influence my behavior was my father.  He was an
Irish American that in truth was an alcoholic.  He was
very strict with me.  The least little misconduct
brought quick retribution, but the belittling
statements were the most disturbing to me.  The
second reason was the fact that as I matured I was a
skinny girl, and I developed late.  I didn't like
anything about the way I looked.  My hair was a
nondescript brown that lacked luster, and I wore
glasses.  I didn't even like my name, Constance!

	I was in a confused state when Mother divorced
my father.  I felt guilty about being happy he was
gone.

	When my classmates were sporting large
breasts I was still almost flat chested.  The girls
that had big breasts attracted the attention of the
popular boys.  Girls like me were never asked to go to
dances.  The unpopular girls developed our own little
groups that were ignored by of the popular social
groups.

	When I was fifteen I became the best friend
of Elisabeth, a new girl in our high school.  It was a
little strange because she was a very attractive girl.
Elisabeth had a great figure, beautiful long blonde
hair, sparkling blue eyes, and flawless skin.  She was
also very bright academically.

	The boys acted like fools, falling all over
themselves trying to impress her for several months
when she entered the school.  She didn't show any
interest in them at all.  Eventually the guys
proclaimed that she was an ice queen bitch, and
ignored her.

	I was flattered that she selected me as being
worthy of becoming her friend.  We studied together
in the library and had lunch with each other.  It took
a long time before she ever mentioned her family life.

	When she asked me about my family I told her
all about my family.  How my father was a drunk and
my mother was submissive to his bullying.  Elisabeth
was very understanding about how I felt.  Just the
same she was reluctant to discuss her home life.

	One afternoon as we were walking home
together, because we lived not too far from each
other, she made me promise to never tell anyone
before she would tell me about her family.  I felt
proud that she was willing to share a secret with me.

	Elisabeth squeezed my hand before she told me,
"I have two mothers!"

	I was naive enough to think she was talking
about a mother and a stepmother.  That didn't sound
so tragic to me.

	Elisabeth went on with her story, "My mother is
a lesbian and she is virtually married to another
woman!"

	I knew enough to know what a lesbian was, but
had never dreamed that I would actually meet one.
Oh, there were vicious rumors about some students
and teachers, but I couldn't bring myself to believe
the nasty rumors.  I was very curious to find out
more about what her family life was like.

	Elisabeth laughed and said, "I thought my home
life was fairly normal.  My mothers love me very
much.  They wanted me to be independent, so they
had instilled in me the desire to excel at school.
They insisted that with a good education I will be
able to make a good living for myself.  They didn't
want me to ever have to rely on anyone."

	It sounded like she had a nice home life.

	She asked, "Would you like to meet my
parents?"

	I assured her that I would love to meet them
and I would never tell anyone about them.  I even
invited her to meet my mother, because my home was
closer than hers.

	She followed me to my home and I introduced
her to my mother.  I had already told her that my
parents were divorced.

	Mother was very happy to meet my young
friend.  She insisted on making something for us to
eat, but Elisabeth graciously declined, because she
didn't want to spoil her dinner.  Mother understood,
but insisted on giving us some cookies and milk.

	Elisabeth asked if she could use the phone to
call her mother and let her know where she was.  Of
course my mother allowed her to call home.  While
she was talking to her mother, Elisabeth turned to my
mother and asked, "Can Connie have dinner at my
home and spend the night with me?"

	Mother agreed readily.

	After that exchange I showed Elisabeth my
bedroom.  She was impressed with my computer
station.  She assured me that hers was a mess all of
the time.  We spent some time listening to music,
before she helped me select a change of clothing and
we packed a bag with a few essentials before we
headed to her home.

	Elisabeth led the way to her home, and we
talked all the way there.  She challenged me to
identify which one was her biological mother.

	It was almost six o'clock by the time we entered
her home.  She called out, "I'm home, and I brought
home a friend!"

	There was a response from a female voice from
the back of the house, "Thank you for calling to tell
us where you were!"

	As we made our way to the kitchen and dining
area she said, "It was a pleasure to meet Connie's
mother, and it was kind of her mother to allow her to
have dinner with us, and spend the night."  Then she
introduced me to her mothers.

	She introduced the blonde closest to us, as
Margaret and the darker haired woman as Brenda.

	I studied the two women preparing dinner,
looking for similarities between Elisabeth and the two
women.  They were both very attractive.  Margaret
was a very striking blonde.  She reminded me of
Alfred Hitchcock's leading ladies like Grace Kelly and
Tippi Hedren.  Her blonde hair hung down her back
between her shoulder blades.  Brenda had chestnut
hair and blue eyes, and a winning smile.  Both women
looked like professional business women or possibly
real-estate brokers.  I assumed the blonde was her
biological mother because of the blonde hair.  When I
told Elisabeth, she chuckled.

	"Brenda is my natural mother and Margaret is
my father's sister.  I take after my father's side of
the family."

	Margaret told us to clean up before dinner.
Both women were gracious hosts and engaged in
interesting conversations with me.  They excused us
after the meal, while they cleared the table.

	Elisabeth showed me her room, and helped me
unpack my bag.  She even had an adjoining bathroom,
where I was allowed to place my toiletry items.  We
spent the rest of the evening talking nonstop about
school and the other classmates.  She found the
other girls infatuation with foolish boys to be
amusing.  She assured me that there was nothing a
male can do for a woman that another woman can't do.

	I pointed out that a woman can not give another
woman a child.

	Elisabeth said, "True, but there are ways around
that obstacle.  My mother simply enlisted the help of
Margaret's younger brother."

	We joined her parents in the family room to get
to know each other better.  They were just as
interested in me, as I was in them.  They were an
interesting couple.  Margaret really was a real-estate
broker within a large banking concern.  Brenda was a
professional interior decorator.  One of their
enterprises was buying cheap properties and
refurbishing them for resale.  Margaret was
responsible for selecting the best property to invest
in, while Brenda set about hiring the construction
crew to repair the structure and re-landscape the
yards.  While she made the interior look so attractive
that potential buyers would fall in love with the
property.

	It was disappointing when it was bedtime.  I
actually enjoyed talking to such inspirational women.

	Elisabeth and I eventually made our way to the
bedroom, and she suggested that I shower or bathe
whichever I wished.  I couldn't resist drawing a warm
bath to soak in the scented water.  It was very
relaxing to lounge in the warm water.  I was in no
hurry to get out.  I wasn't even surprised when
Elisabeth opened to door, and entered to join me in
the tub.  She asked me for permission to join me in
the tub, before she stepped into the tub behind me.
She sat down with her legs circling my body.  She
washed my back for me and it was very soothing.
When she pulled me back against her body I felt her
soft breasts molding against my back, as she reached
around my body to apply soap to my chest.  I may not
have the lovely breasts of Elisabeth and her mothers,
but they were on fire with desire.

	The way she played with my nipples drove me
crazy.  If I had any doubts about my ability to
embrace lesbianism, they were forgotten.  When I
turned my head Elisabeth kissed me on the mouth.  I
opened my mouth to accept her probing tongue.
While she clung to one tit she slid her hand down my
body to play with my red pubic bush, and verify that I
was a virgin.  When her finger stretched my hymen I
winced in pain.  Then she started stimulating my little
clit.  I had the most satisfying orgasm of my life up
to that time.  When the water cooled off, and our
skin was starting to prune, we had to get out of the
tub.

	We dried each other off, and stood next to
each other while we brushed our teeth.  She led me
into her bedroom.  She allowed me to put on one of
her sexy nightgowns.  I enjoyed the familiar
fragrance of her body on the nightgown.  Elisabeth
suggested that we not wear anything though.

	I had never gone to bed naked before, but the
idea of being in bed with Elisabeth naked was very
titillating.  We removed the nightgowns and put them
back in her chest of drawers before we jumped into
bed.

	We got under the covers and cuddled up in each
other's arms while we kissed each other.  It was very
exciting to feel her breasts pressing against my body,
at the same time she wrapped her legs around one of
mine.  She was virtually humping one of my legs.  It
frightened me when the bedroom door opened and
Brenda entered.

	I expected her to say something about what we
were doing being wrong, but she simply approached
the bed and bent over to kiss Elisabeth on the mouth.
In doing so her dressing gown opened enough for me
to see down the bodice of the gown and see the full
beauty of her breasts.

	The weight of her breasts made them sag down,
and her pink areolas capping them had nipples every
bit as large as the tip on my index finger.  She saw
where I was looking and looked at her cleavage to
verify that her breasts were exposed, and she smiled
at me.  She leaned over Elisabeth and kissed me on
the mouth, at the same time she took hold of my
wrist and shoved my hand down the front of her
gown.  I couldn't resist feeling her tits.

	She wished us a pleasant night, and exited the
bedroom.  It was obvious that she approved of what
we were doing.  Elisabeth went under the covers and
sucked on my pathetic excuse for tits.  She was
making me so excited that I could hardly stand what
she was doing to me.

	I just had to feel her beautiful breasts, and
even suck one her nipples.  While we were sucking and
feeling each other's tits, Elisabeth reached down and
started feeling up my pussy.  No one had ever
touched me down there before like that.   It took my
breath away.  It became very intense.  Without so
much as another word, she turned her body under the
covers and went down on me.  She started licking my
pussy, and it drove me wild.  I almost kicked the
covers off of the bed, and I was talking out of my
head.  (I had masturbated before and enjoyed doing
it, but any orgasm I ever had was child's play
compared to what she had just done to me.)

	When she emerged from under the cover she
kissed me on the mouth.  I could smell and taste my
own pussy juice all over her face.  I asked her, "Do I
have to do that to you?"

	Elisabeth said, "Honey, You don't have to do
anything you don't want to do!  I'm happy to do
everything to please you!"

	I wasn't sure I could do what she did, but I did
enjoy everything she had done to me.

	In the morning Brenda came in to wake us up to
get ready for school.  She didn't blink an eye seeing
us huddled up embracing each other in our naked
sleep.  She simply said breakfast will be ready by the
time you're dressed.

	We rushed into the bathroom to do our thing
and brush our teeth and hair.  I said, "Your mother
didn't get upset with us hugging, the way we were?"

	Elisabeth smiled, "Mom knows I like pussy too!"

	It was all over my head.  I knew my mother
would blow a gasket if she knew what we did last
night.  We got dressed and headed for the kitchen.
Both Brenda and Margaret we dress and making
breakfast for us.  I learned that Margaret didn't
have to be to work until nine, and Brenda set her own
time table.  Most of her consulting jobs were in the
afternoon.  Brenda offered to drive us to school, and
invited me and my family to dinner.

	Elisabeth called my mother, and she asked,
"Would you and your husband like to have dinner with
my family tonight, so you and your husband can meet
my family?  We are having Italian!"

	Mother agreed to the offer, but told her that
she was divorced from my father.  She did accept the
date and set up the date.

	I couldn't get over how relaxed my body felt,
even though I was uncomfortable thinking that
everyone could tell what I had done last night.  I
knew I did well on all of my tests that day.  By the
end of the school day I felt great, and I was horny as
hell.

	We headed to my house to talk to my mother,
and assure her that it would be casual.  Mother
mentioned that she would be pleased to meet
Elisabeth's parents.

	My heart jumped a beat, but Elizabeth was as
cool as a cucumber, "You will have to understand my
family situation.  My father is gone, and I live with
my mother and my father's sister."

	She didn't elaborate about how her father was
out of the picture.  I'm sure my mother thought that
her father was dead.  She was too embarrassed to
ask anything more.

	When we arrived at the appointed hour Brenda
and Margaret greeted Mother and me warmly.  They
took us on a guided tour of the house.  Mother was
very excited, and went on about how fascinated she
was about the house.  It had been so rundown when it
went on the market.  She couldn't believe how much
they had done to the house.

	Brenda explained that they buy cheap old
houses and restore them.  They contract for the
repairs and Brenda takes care of the interior.  By
flipping a house every couple of years they make an
extra couple of grand a year.

	Brenda had in fact made a very tasty Italian
dinner.  I'm sure that Mother was impressed with
Elisabeth's family.  Mother kissed me before going
home.

	As soon as she was gone, Elisabeth and I went
to her room.  She couldn't get me out of my clothes
fast enough.  We sat on her bed hugging and kissing
passionately.  She was playing with my pussy when the
door opened and both Brenda and Margaret entered.

	I was terrified at being caught in a naked
embrace with their daughter, even if they were
lesbians.  They, on the other hand, were as casual as
you please.  They came in and sat down on either side
of us, and engaged us in conversation.  They wanted
to know if my mother liked them.  I assured them
that my mother was very impressed with them, and I
doubt that she picked up on their real relationship
though.  They kissed us, and told us to have fun, as
they left the bedroom hand in hand.

	Elisabeth took charge of the situation and we
started making love on top of her bed with the lights
on.  She pointed out that she wanted to know every
freckle on my body.  It was very exciting for me.  I
was just as fascinated with her body.  I studied her
body too.  After we kissed and sucked each other's
tits, she went down on me again.  Only this time I
wanted to taste her pussy too.

	When I begged her to let me taste her pussy,
Elisabeth turned her body around on top of me,
straddled my head.  I was looking up at her smoothly
shaved vulva.  Her pussy almost looked childlike.  I
was looking into the gaping cavity of my first pussy.
The smell of her pussy was very strong.  I could see
her clitoris and her open vagina.  It was obvious that
she was not a virgin anymore.  I wondered who took
her cherry, if she didn't like males, as she professed.

	Elisabeth lowered her pussy down to my face at
the same time she claimed my pussy with her mouth.
Her vulva was resting on my chin.  I stuck out my
tongue into her cunt.  I tasted the meaty flesh of her
pussy for the first time.  Her clit was being pressed
against my nose.  I couldn't get enough of her cunt.  I
think I came at least three times before Elisabeth
came.  I was in no hurry for her to remove her pussy
from my face.  I was enjoying the taste, and smell of
her pussy.  Even her asshole looked beautiful to me.
We did eventually turn out the light and cover up as
we clung to each other in sleep.

	There was no rush to get up in the morning
after all there was no school.  Elisabeth eventually
had to get up to pee.  I also felt my bladder urging
me to empty it.  We went to her bathroom and I
waited for her to empty her bladder.  As soon as she
was finished I replaced her on the warm toilet seat
to do my thing.  We brushed our teeth.  I thought we
were going to get dressed, but Elisabeth took me by
the hand and pulled me down the hall to the master
bedroom.

	When she opened the door I saw her two
mothers locked in an embrace of their own.  They
were only partly covered with a sheet.  I could see
their naked bodies intertwined.  With their faces
only inches apart.  They turned to see us in the
doorway.

	Margaret asked, "Did you girls have fun last
night?"

	Elisabeth pulled me by the hand, as she ran to
the bed and jumped on it.  She kissed her mother on
the mouth, at the same time she squeezed Margaret's
tit.  When Elisabeth sat up, her mother said, "It is
obvious that you had fun. You smell of sweet young
pussy!"

	Margaret grabbed her by the back of her neck
and pulled her head down to kiss her.  When she let
go she said, "Are we going to get to taste Connie's
pussy too?"

	Elisabeth reached out and pulled me to the bed,
and made me sit down next to her.  Brenda sat up in
bed and wrapped her arms around me, and pulled me
against her big breasts, as she kissed me.

	I was overwhelmed with emotion.  Here I was
sitting on the bed of Elisabeth's two mothers and
being kissed by one of them.  Brenda was telling me
how she found freckles so attractive.  She even told
me that she just loved my little breasts.  She said
that it reminded her of her first girlfriend.

	I didn't know what to say, so I just thanked her.
Brenda physically pulled me over her body and settled
me down between her and ' Margaret s bodies.  I was
wedged between their bodies very tightly.  The two
women started feeling my body and taking turns
kissing me.

	Elisabeth got on the other side of her mother
and clung to her mother's tits while her mother was
busy finding out that I was still a virgin.

	The rest of the weekend I was being made love
to by two adult women and my best friend.  I must
say I learned more about female anatomy that
weekend than I had ever known.  Brenda and
Margaret both had dark pubic hair.  I loved getting
to feel and suck on both of their breasts.  Brenda
was the first one to bend me over and lick my asshole.
I couldn't believe that she actually tongue fucked my
asshole, but I came without even having anyone
touching my pussy.  By Sunday afternoon I was
enthusiastically tongue fucking all three of their
pussies and assholes.

	The three of them drove me home Sunday
evening, after we had all cleaned up.  The question
was like an elephant in the room, could they seduce
my mother?

	Elisabeth and I spent as much time with each
other as possible after that weekend.  We were very
careful about making love at my house if Mother was
home.

	One morning Mother told me that she was going
to visit her old school friend, so I would probably
have to make my own dinner.  That was welcome news
to me; I practically dragged Elisabeth home to get in
her panties.  We were so wildly engaged in sex that
we didn't hear the car pulling into the driveway or
hear the front door open,

	When Mother opened my bedroom door she was
as shocked as we were.  I was on top of Elisabeth
with her head between my legs and my head was
between Elisabeth's legs too,  When we heard the
door open, and the startled gasp, I looked up and saw
mother standing in the doorway with her hand over
her mouth.  Elisabeth had to struggle to see past the
back of my thigh to see who was in the doorway.
Mother backed up, without closing the door.

	I jumped off of the bed. I quickly pulled my
dress over my head and rushed after her, without
bothering to put panties or shoes on.  I found her
sitting at the dining table with her elbows on the
table with her face buried in her hands, crying.

	I approached her and tried to find the right
words to calm her down.  "Mother, just because I love
Elisabeth, doesn't mean I don't love you!"

	"Mother looked at me, "I was looking forward to
having grandchildren."

	"Mother, just because I love women, doesn't
mean I can't have children!  Brenda had Margaret's
brother fertilize her to have Elisabeth!"

	Mother suddenly understood the relationship
between Brenda and Margaret.

	By that time Elisabeth had put on all of her
clothes, and was making her way to the front door.  I
rushed after her and pulled her into the kitchen.  I
made her sit down at the table, facing Mother.  I
stood behind her and stroked her shoulders, "Mother
can't you be happy for me, I love Elisabeth so much?"

	Mother finally hugged me and took hold of
Elisabeth's hand and squeezed it.  There was a lot of
hugging, kissing and crying.  Elisabeth eventually had
to go home, leaving Mother and me alone.

	We discussed my relationship with Elisabeth.
Eventually she asked when I was told about her
parents, and she asked if I had sex with them too.  I
admitted that I had sex with all three of them a few
times.  Mother wanted to know what we did, and if I
liked it.

	I assured her that I had enjoyed everything
Elisabeth taught me.  I admitted that I wasn't sure I
could actually put my mouth on a pussy, but I found
out that I loved pleasing her with my mouth.

	We were up late talking about sex.  Eventually I
placed my hand on her arm, and I felt the electricity
between us.  I pulled her to her feet and led her to
her bedroom.  Mother didn't resist as I pulled her
clothes off.  I admired my mother's figure as she
stood by the bed totally naked.  I kissed her on the
mouth at the same time I felt one of her breasts.

	Mother also reached out and engulfed one of my
budding tits with her hand. I pressed against her
body until she sat down on her bed.  I lifted her legs
and pushed her onto the middle of her bed, before
lying down next to her.  I kissed her with tongue for
a long time while feeling her tits.  Mother never let
go of my little left tit.

	I worked my way down her body until I was lying
between her legs, studying her pussy.  I found it
exciting how far I could stretch her labia minor.
Doing so allowed me to see into her gaping vagina.
When she puckered her asshole it also puckered the
opening to her vagina.  When I stuck my tongue into
her vagina she clamped her muscles around my
tongue.  When she released my tongue I moved my
head even farther down and stuck my tongue into her
asshole.  She clamped her sphincter tightly around
my tongue...

	Mother said something like, "Holy shit, I never
felt anything like that before!"

	I made Mother cum so many times that she was
so relaxed she could hardly move for a while.  I would
have been happy to simply fall asleep in her arms
after that, but Mother wanted to make love to me.
She did everything to me that I had done to her,
including tongue fucking my asshole.  We eventually
did fall asleep.

	The alarm woke us up the next morning.  There
was a moment of guilt for both of us, before we
simply kissed and got up.

	Elisabeth sought me out the next morning to ask
what happened after she left.  I assured her that
everything was okay, and we could discuss it after
school.

	After school she walked me home.  I insisted
that she enter my home with me.  At first it felt like
the house was quietly empty.  I led Elisabeth to my
bedroom as usual.  Only when I opened the door
Elisabeth was stunned to see my mother lying on my
bed wearing only a see through negligée.

	Mom was propped up on one elbow, playing with
her pussy, while I undressed Elisabeth.  I pushed her
onto the bed, and Mother kissed her while I got
undressed.  That afternoon Elisabeth got her pussy
ate and her asshole rimmed by both of us.

	On future evenings we had parties with Brenda,
Margaret and Elisabeth.  Mother became addicted to
oral sex.  Sleepovers took on a whole new meaning.



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