Jenny and Bev had returned home after their long day at their neighbor's. Jenny was now a woman; she felt more mature and womanly following her sexual awakening that had just occurred at the hands of her Mistress, Sylvia. She had also begun to view her Mother in a different light. She'd seen a new side of her Mother, a submissive, treat me like a sex toy side; Jenny planned to use what she'd learned from her Mistress to her advantage. How, she just didn't know, but she'd sure think about it.
Bev, on the other hand, was exhausted, physically and mentally. She'd never, in all of her life, experienced the sexual feelings that had been brought to the surface by her Mistress and her DAUGHTER. What had she done; she'd violated that special bond shared only between a Mother and daughter. She'd allowed her to be drawn into this den of depravity and not raised one objection to stop her seduction into this new lifestyle; a lifestyle Bev seemed incapable of resisting. It was so different, so exciting and yet so depraved. She shivered thinking just a couple of hours ago, Jenny, her little girl, had fucked her in the ass, AND SHE"D LOVED IT!!
Bev needed a shower, she needed to clear her head. What she'd done was terribly wrong; it was the "why" she hadn't resisted Sylvia's advances toward her, and then her daughter, that she couldn't understand. Bev went up to her room and closed the door. How would she be able to face her daughter? What would she say? Would she tell her husband; so many un-answered questions. Bev undressed and stepped into the large shower stall, feeling the warm spray begin to wash away the events of the day.
Jenny, on the other hand, had discovered SEX and her youthful body wanted more; it was like candy, she couldn't seem to get enough of it. The sight of Mistress Sylvia was overwhelming; a tall, powerful, exotic woman whose body was like no other she'd seen before. She was beautiful and she seemed to take an instant liking to Jenny; she made her feel safe and beautiful with her sexuality; Jenny wanted to be just like her.
The events of the past couple of hours were etched upon Jenny's mind. Her young body craved the touch and intimacy that only Mistress Sylvia provided her. Mistress Sylvia was able to keep her in a constant state of arousal, whether just from watching her Mistress' body or hearing her speak, she worshipped everything she said or did. Just thinking about her now caused her nipples to tingle as they pressed into her bra.
Jenny's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her Mother's shower. Her immediate thought was, if she was going to capitalize on her newly discovered sense of power over her Mother, then she'd better take advantage of the moment before her Mom came to her senses and put a stop to this. This was the last thing Jenny wanted. Instead, Jenny wanted her Mom to become her slave too. Mistress Jenny, hmmm, that sounded great to this young teenager!
Bev, unaware of the shower door opening, gasped when she felt Jenny's soft body, melt into hers; her hot, erect nipples pressing into her back. "Jenny, what are you doing?" gasped a surprised Bev. She felt her daughter's hips press into her bottom, but stiffened when she felt the soft cock, the same one she'd fucked her with just a few hours ago, slip between the cheeks of her bottom. Bev didn't know that her Mistress had given Jenny the strap-on.
Slipping her young body tightly against her Mother's, Jenny felt her immediately stiffen. Bev, turning to say something to her daughter, was silenced by her daughter's words, "I saw how much you loved the way I made love to you at Mistress Sylvia's earlier today; well Mother, I'm not through with you yet!"
Bev recoiled as she heard the tone of her daughter's voice. Before she could respond, Jenny, in a commanding voice said, "Don't say a word, just assume the position, hands on the wall, feet spread!" "Jenny, what are you doing, stop it now!" cried Bev. What had become of her innocent daughter? Bev knew it was her fault for letting Jenny get caught up in this sexual triangle with their neighbor. As her mind raced, Bev felt a hard slap to her bottom,, then another, followed by several more rapid, hard slaps; her bottom now a rosy shade of pink. "Don't challenge your young Mistress, SLUT, do as I say or I'll keep spanking that nice, firm ass of yours until you do!" commanded Jenny.
Bev was confused, helpless to resist as she felt her daughter maneuver her cock between her legs. The spikes along the shaft now caressing her swollen, excited labia. Bev's body quivered as the long, thick cock sawed between her labia, alternating between her labia and the globes of her bottom; she felt it slowly slide between the cheeks of her bottom; each pass lightly caressing her little rosebud. Bev, too tired to resist anymore, consented to her new role, as she slowly placed her hands on the shower wall in front of her; her feet spread apart shoulder width.
Jenny immediately noticed the change in her Mother's posture. She felt her body relax and do as she had commanded. Jenny smiled at her Mother's submission, she'd now be hers to do with as she pleased, when she pleased, how she pleased.
Jenny leaned into her new slave, reaching under her Mother's arms, she searched out those full breasts. With her head resting upon her Mother's shoulder, Jenny whispered into her ear, "You are such a SLUT; you're going to learn to be a good slave, won't you Mother? Your nipples are so hard in my hands, do you like the way I'm squeezing, pulling, milking your big breasts Mother? Tell me Mother, how you'll do whatever I say, whatever it is, without question."
Bev had a hard time keeping focused on what Jenny was saying. Her body again controlling her thinking process, reacting to those warm, knowledgeable fingers making love to her breasts. "Yes Mistress Jenny, I'll do whatever you say, whenever you say," whispered Bev to her daughter.
Jenny's fingers tightened their grip on her Mother's breasts. They began a slow, milking process, starting at the base of each breast and then squeezing outward, drawing the breast away from her Mom's body. Bev moaned softly, thinking, "God, how did Jenny know how to make her feel so good;" as those young, talented fingers continuing their torturous, yet sensual milking of her breasts.
Jenny, feeling the breasts swelling in her hands, didn't need to look down at her Mother's breasts to know they were becoming aroused, she could feel it her hands. Jenny wanted her Mom to begin producing large quantities of milk; just as if she was still breastfeeding her as a baby. As Jenny continued her massaging strokes, her hips aligned her large cock at the entrance of her Mother's sex. Jenny had become quite skilled in the wielding of her cock as she positioned it's mushroom shaped head against her Mother's swollen vulva. The water from the shower bathed their bodies as Jenny moved her hips forwarded, her cock beginning to slip past those full, swollen lips of her Mother's aroused sex.
Bev's breathing tempo increased as she felt her daughter's cock slip inside her body. Her mind told her this was wrong, but her body betrayed her again as she responded to the sexual assault of her daughter. After the fucking Jenny has administered to her earlier today, Bev's body knew the pleasures her daughter's cock could produce as it slipped inside her, going deeper and deeper, till she felt the head bump against the opening to her womb. Feeling her daughter's grip tighten around her breasts, she knew Jenny was readying herself to drive her cock home, into her womb. Bev felt Jenny's grip tighten as her large cock was thrust into her womb, causing Bev's knees to weaken.
Jenny loved the dominant role she'd assumed so quickly with her Mother as she began to make love to her Mother. Having this strap-on around her hips made her feel powerful. She'd seen the effect it had had on her Mother earlier that day, and she loved knowing it was her that was producing those feelings within her Mother.
Jenny felt her cock slide deeper into her Mother's canal; she had about 8-9 inches buried in her sex. Jenny has mastered the art of bringing pleasure to her Mother; sliding her cock all the way out until just the head was left at the entrance of her sex, Jenny paused, waiting to see if her Mother would react to the emptiness now left by her large member. Not to be disappointed, Jenny smiled as she watched her Mother push her bottom back as she tried to fill the empty spot inside her. Holding back, not allowing her slave to get her wish, Jenny waited longer; she knew how this technique could torture someone who had to feel the fullness of a hard cock; waiting, waiting, till finally she thrust her hips forward driving her cock deeply into her Mother's womb. Jenny's tummy was now pressing firmly against her Mother's warm bottom. Jenny began to grind her cock sideways, then up and down, making sure she made contact with the sensitive walls of her slave's pussy. Jenny's breathing increased as she began a slow fucking motion, sawing her cock in out of her Mother's pussy, each stroke bottoming out and pressing tightly against the back wall of her Mother's womb. Jenny loved the feeling of power the strap on provided her. She mostly loved the effect it produced in her Mother, and she loved knowing it was her giving her the pleasure she seemed she could not get enough of.
Bev was lost in the throes of her second, or was it her third orgasm. How had she gotten herself into this mess. Less than 12 hours ago, she was the head of a normal, middle-class family; now her life had been turned upside down, her role as the head of the household had been reduced to a slave, a sex slave of her daughter and her neighbor. Bev's ole-fashioned upbringing had not prepared her to handle a woman like Sylvia; a strong, powerful woman who possessed the looks of a goddess, yet could manipulate her and make her do things she knew were wrong, but did them anyway.
Bev's body was used to having sex about once a month, maybe twice if she was lucky. Within the past 12 hours, she'd had more sex than in a year with her husband; sex that was far more satisfying as well. She had become addicted to this form of lovemaking; a new way that only involved women and, God help her, her daughter.
Jenny made love to Mother for over 30 minutes. She didn't let her Mom recover from her orgasms, she just kept up a relentless fucking motion, pushing her past the point of exhaustion. Bev, in her entire life, had not experienced a fucking of the likes her thirteen year old daughter was administering to her. She seemed tireless. Bev had lost count of the number of orgasms she'd experienced. Jenny seemed to be able to sense when her she was about to cum; slowing her thrusts, at times stopping till she felt her orgasm begin to subside, then pickup the tempo and resume her maddening pace.
Jenny had taken to love making like a pro, quickly learning all of her Mother's erogenous zones and expertly applying just the right amount of pressure when needed, backing off when she wanted to control her orgasm. Bev begged Jenny to let her rest, but Jenny was on a sexual high, she knew her Mother was loving each stroke of her big cock, each squeeze of her sensitive breasts, her tongue slipping into her Mother's ear now, tongue fucking her to match each penetrating stroke.
Bev, unable to take it anymore, as she began to slip down to the floor of the shower, pulling her daughter's cock free of her sex. She now lay at her daughter's feet, exhausted, unable to move. Looking up, Bev saw her daughter in a way never before imagined; standing, no towering over her, her cock jutting out from her little body. It looked so large from this ankle, yet at the same time, she looked beautiful to Bev. Beneath the strap-on, Bev could see Jenny's young sex, her labia spread wide by the strap holding her cock in-place; the lips of her sex caressing the strap between them.
Jenny couldn't believe what had just happened. Her plan couldn't have gone smoother. Looking down at her exhausted Mother, Jenny felt sorry for her. She looked so weak and vulnerable. Jenny had never looked at her Mother in this fashion before. Turning the water off, Jenny reached down and stroked her Mother's wet hair. Taking a handful of it, she yanked her head up so she could look her in her eyes. Bev slowly opened her eyes as she looked up at her daughter again.
"Mother, stand up and un-strap my cock," commanded Jenny. She knew how demeaning this must be for her to have to handle the object that had just given her so much pleasure. Jenny watched her unstrap the cock and then start to hand it her. "No Mother, take it over to the sink and wash it off, then dry it and store it in your room. When you want me to fuck you again, bring it to me and ask me to fuck you. Do you understand?" smiled Jenny.
Bev, ashamed of the act she had just committed with her Daughter, proceeded to wash her cock, dry it and take it to her bedroom.. As she was about to leave the room, she heard her Mistress say, "Don't get dressed, just make yourself presentable for your Mistress, put some makeup on and wait for me."
What next, thought Bev. How insatiable was her daughter's sexual desires?
Would she give her any rest?
Jenny was brimming with success. She was on top of the world. Having sex with her Mother was great. She'd cum twice while fucking her; that strap-on Mistress Sylvia had given her came equipped with a little bump that fit directly over her clit. Each stroke caused the bump to strike her already excited clitoris.
Bev sat in her bedroom, awaiting her Daughter/Mistress arrival. She didn't have too wait long as she heard the door open. Jenny walked in the room, naked just like her. Bev watched her walk across the room, her body was a thing to admire. It reminded Bev of hers when she was young, only Jenny's was more developed for her age.
Jenny smiled as saw her beautiful Mother waiting, naked just liked she'd instructed. "Mother, I want you to lie down on the bed with your head hanging off the edge," instructed Jenny. Bev thought, what now. Doing as instructed, Bev's head was hanging off the edge of the mattress. At this angle, Jenny's young sex was right at her eye-level. Her labia looked swollen, and now completely void of hair. She must still be excited from the shower encounter thought Bev. She watched Jenny approach, her sex within inches of her face. Jenny spread her thighs, giving her Mother a very close-up view of her sex, moisture was already forming in her slit; her inner labia easily visible now. It was her clit that really attracted Bev's gaze. For a girl her age, Jenny's clit was very large as it protruded from between her full lips.
"Now my little slave, I'm going to feed you. Just like you fed me your milk when I was young, I want to return the favor and share with you my special juice. It's not as filling, but I'm sure it will be enough to hold you over till the next session. I'm going to give you my special "kiss" now Mother," smiled Jenny.
Bev listened and watched as her daughter's sex came closer and closer to her face. She watched her Daughter's thighs as they straddled her head; she'd never seen her daughter's sex or bottom this close before. "Are you ready, pucker up," laughed Jenny. Bev felt Jenny's sex settle onto her lips, it was like kissing a large set of lips that were very moist. As Jenny squatted, she pressed her large labia over the top of her Mother's smaller lips, effectively sealing her mouth with her sex. Jenny felt her Mother's tongue slip inside of her; it felt wonderful and exciting. Looking down, she could only see her Mother's chin protruding from between her legs; her chin shiny with her juices.
Bev's initial taste of her Daughter's juice was somewhat of a surprise. She'd compared it to the only other pussy juice she'd ever tasted, that of her Mistress Sylvia's; Jenny's was almost tasteless, like water. Not the slightest hint of bitterness, like Mistress Sylvia's. It was almost refreshing as she drank from her Daughter's secret fountain. Working her tongue deeper into her Daughter, she was surprised by the amount of juice Jenny was able to produce, and continue to produce. She seemed to be able to produce an endless supply. The more Bev's tongue bathed the walls of her Daughter's sex, the faster Jenny was able to make her special drink. Bev had to swallow a couple of times already as her mouth continued to fill with her Daughter's precious nectar.
Jenny's legs squeezed her Mother's head tightly as she fought to control her orgasm, but it was of no use. The feelings being produced by her Mother's tongue were wonderful. She heard her moan from the pressure Jenny was exerting on her Mother's head, but she didn't care, she was too far into her orgasm to do anything about it.
Bev's head felt like it was being squeezed by a vise; knowing the signs of an impending orgasm, Bev could do nothing about it. As Jenny came, Bev felt a small jet of fluid hit the back of her throat, only to be followed by several more. Jenny was ejaculating her `load' down her Mom's throat.
Feeling quite drained from her orgasm, Jenny lifted herself off of her Mother's face. Looking down, she smiled at the mess she'd left behind; Bev's face red and shiny from her juices. Jenny smiled as she left the room; she couldn't wait to share the news with Mistress Sylvia.
The next day came quickly for Jenny. She awoke refreshed and excited about what might happen today. After yesterday, she knew it would be centered around sex. Rising out of bed, Jenny went to the bathroom and then proceeded downstairs. Her mind quickly began to think about how her Mother would treat her after how she'd treated her yesterday.
As she entered the kitchen, she saw her Mother standing at the counter preparing something. Bev spotted Jenny at the same time and turned to face her. Bev said, "Jenny, we need to talk about yesterday. I accept full responsibility for what happened and I'm not mad about how you treated me at home yesterday. Things are going to change starting this very moment and you will again treat me with respect and stop referring to me in the vulgar way you did yesterday!"
Jenny stood there and listened to her Mother speak, her words barely audible to her; she was too busy formulating her response to her Mother's guidance. As Bev finished, Jenny spoke up, "After yesterday Mother, do you really think we can go back to that Mother/Daughter relationship we had? Mistress Sylvia showed me a style of life that is exciting and loving. The physical part was outstanding. I never knew my body could give me such pleasure, nor did I know that I could make a grown woman feel so good either. You can't deny the excitement or pleasure you received from our lovemaking sessions, both at Mistress Sylvia's house and in the shower. If there's one thing I pride myself on, it's being able to read the reactions of a woman's body to stimuli and you, Mother dearest, were turned on!"
Bev heard her daughter's vivid description of the feelings she'd experienced since yesterday and as hard as she didn't want to believe her, she knew, deep down inside that Jenny was right. Yesterday's lovemaking sessions with Mistress Sylvia and her daughter were unmatched by any of her previous lovers, to include her husband. Bev watched her daughter, dressed in her short nightshirt approach; Bev unable to move from where she stood at the counter.
Jenny watched her Mother's face as she approached, the look was one of surrender, weakness. Her words didn't support the feelings she was experiencing at the moment and Jenny knew it. Reaching out, Jenny's little fingers untied the belt holding her Mother's robe together. Pulling the robe open, Jenny smiled, her Mother was naked beneath it...she hadn't bothered to get dressed after Jenny left her last night.
With Jenny's eyes penetrating her own, Bev knew she'd lost at her attempt to bluff her way through this incestuous affair. Feeling Jenny's young, but becoming ever more experienced by the day, fingers encircle her full breasts, Bev gasped at the touch. Her stomach tightened, the touch felt cool and yet warm at the same time.
Pressing Bev back against the counter, her bottom almost resting atop the counter, Jenny continued to stare into her Mother's eyes, never once letting her look away. It was as if she could control her Mother through her eyes. Drawing her face within inches of her Mother's, Jenny pressed her lips softly over hers. Jenny immediately felt the breasts she was holding expand in the hands as her Mother took a deep breath. Continuing to make love to her breasts, Jenny continued to press her full lips tightly over her Mother's, the kiss becoming more passionate by the second.
Bev had to stop this before it went too far; her husband was due home for the weekend and could walk in at any moment. There was no way she'd be able to explain being kissed and felt-up by her thirteen year old daughter? BUT...the kiss was weakening her resistance as each second passed; her daughter really knew how to make her weak in the knees. Her lips moved so sensually across hers, tiny sparks flew as she melted into her arms as the kiss swept away any hopes of resistance. She felt Jenny's hands leave her breasts, sliding down across her soft stomach; a light, tickling sensation caused her to tighten her stomach muscles, as the hands slipped around her waist and cupped her firm bottom. Jenny heard her Mother emit a soft moan as their lips remained glued together. The kiss seemed to go on forever; Jenny was relentless in her attack. Jenny felt completely in control; she loved having the upper hand, loved the feeling of power over her Mother, her thoughts running rampantly as she continued squeezing her Mother's firm cheeks.
Bev was beyond the point of worrying whether they were going to be caught, she was approaching an orgasm just from being kissed and felt up by her daughter! Then, without warning, Jenny broke off the kiss and pulled back from her Mother, leaving Bev leaning against the counter, her robe opened, her breasts swollen with excitement, a small trail of milk running down her stomach. Bev opened her eyes and stared at her daughter with a glassy-eyed expression on her face. She was so close to cumming; why did she stop?
Jenny knew her Mother was close to cumming. She decided to make her wait till later that day to finish what she'd started. She wanted her Mother to "want her" and think about her that day. It was as if she was competing for the affection of her Mother with her Dad.
Turning, Jenny left the kitchen without saying a word. She'd won the encounter with her Mother.
Bev was still asleep when she heard the telephone ring. Lying quietly in bed, Bev heard her daughter's voice, "Hi!" sounded an excited Jenny. Today?
Sure, I'd love to come over." The door to Bev's bedroom opened; Jenny smiling as she stepped into her Mother's bedroom; "Mother, I'm going over to Mistress Sylvia's house," said Jenny. Bev, now wide awake, said, "Jenny, I don't think it's a good idea for you to go over there, you don't know what you're getting yourself into. Listen to me Jenny, you're too young to be going over to her house. I want you to stay home Jenny."
"Mom, I want to go and that's where I'm going! See you later," said Jenny and before Bev could protest her daughter's decision, she was gone. Bev had lost all control over her daughter, in fact, the roles had reversed; Bev was now under her daughter's control!
Jenny couldn't believe she was going over to her Mistress's house again, and this time without her Mother. Jenny almost ran next door. Before she could knock on the door, there stood Sylvia dressed in a short, black silk robe and high heels; she looked great thought Jenny as she was invited in. Sylvia hadn't forgotten what a young, innocent girl Jenny was as she surveyed the young girl's body. Jenny had worn her one-piece swimsuit, figuring she'd get to use Mistress Sylvia's pool today. Her youthful, taunt body filled the skimpy suit to perfection.
Sylvia invited Jenny out to the pool, telling her to make herself at home, while she took care of some business inside. A little disappointed that Mistress Sylvia wasn't going to join her, Jenny went out to the pool. She didn't notice that Mistress Sylvia already had company visiting her.
Sylvia went into her bedroom to watch Jenny through the sliding glass door. Quietly, so not to wake her visitors, Sylvia watched Jenny jump into the pool and begin to swim around. "Hey Sylvia, what are you doing?" asked Laura. Sylvia turned around to see her guest sitting up in her bed; her small breasts rising and falling on her chest. "We have company, Laura, come and see for yourself," smiled Sylvia. Laura slipped out of bed and came over to the door. Spotting Jenny swimming in the water, she asked Sylvia who the young girl was. Sylvia explained how she'd "met" Jenny and her Mother just yesterday and how wonderfully they'd come to know one another.
"Sylvia, how well did you get to know this Mother and Daughter?" smiled an inquisitive Laura as she snuggled up next to Sylvia. Laura and her daughter had met Sylvia before she'd moved to her new house. Sylvia had seduced her and then her daughter much the same way she had done to Jenny and her Mom. It was, in fact, the reason Sylvia moved, because her husband had discovered the affair and divorced her. Rather than fight it, Sylvia ended up walking away with a sizable divorce settlement and she moved to start a new life. Laura and her daughter, Kristin, had come for a weekend visit.
Sylvia smiled at Laura question as she slipped her strong arm around the petite woman next to her, her hand coming to rest on the swell of Laura's firm bottom. Giving it a strong squeeze, Sylvia said, "we became quite "close" that day." Both women watched as Jenny was pulling herself out of the water, her white suit now wet barely hit any of her young body. Laura and Sylvia didn't speak as they both could see her hard, red nipples through her suit, the outline of her young, full breast clearly visible through the suit. Jenny, unaware she was being watched, stretched her arms high into the air, the sun felt great. This was heaven, she thought. Mistress Sylvia was wonderful to her. She'd awakened so many unknown feelings within her; she couldn't wait to experience the passion again she'd felt for Mistress Sylvia. Walking over to a chaise lounge, Jenny sat down and enjoyed the warm sun.
"Sylvia, she's so young and beautiful. What's she like in bed? Have you made love to her yet?" The excitement in Laura's voice showed. She became excited at the prospect that she might get to enjoy the young girl as well.
"Slow down you horny bitch," smiled Sylvia. "The answer to all your questions is YES!" Jenny is my special project. I plan to cultivate our relationship to the point where she will come to call me "MOM"; I'm going to make her want me more than anything she's ever wanted before, including her own MOTHER!" Laura was shocked by what Sylvia had said; thinking back, wondering if Sylvia had had the same thoughts about Kristin. She shivered at the thought of losing her, knowing quite well that the special powers of persuasion of Sylvia could get her most anything she wanted.
"Why don't you get a suit on and join us out by the pool?" said Sylvia. Before Laura could answer, Sylvia bent down and kissed her softly on the lips, leaving Laura weak-in-the-knees as Sylvia smiled and walked away.
Sylvia slid the glass door and proceeded out to the pool. Jenny heard the door close and turned to see who it was. Smiling, she said, "Hi Ma'am, I was hoping you'd come out soon," smiled a happy Jenny. She was so young, yet she'd taken to lesbianism with an ease that even surprised Sylvia. Jenny had become such an active participant in making love to her own Mother that Sylvia felt she was a strong candidate to make her her own.
"Jenny, how are you today?" asked Sylvia. "I'm great," said a gleeful Jenny. "What would you like to do today, or do you have plans with your Mother?" asked Sylvia. "I can do anything I want. I've got to tell you what happened yesterday when Mom and I got back home from your house," said Jenny. Sylvia sat back in her chair and listened to Jenny describe to her how she'd taken control over her Mother and had made love to her in the shower. Sylvia couldn't believe her ears. Jenny's actions had taken her completely by surprise. Jenny could tell by the expression on Mistress Sylvia's face that she was surprised by her story. When she'd finished, Jenny said, "Well, what do you think of my story?"
Sylvia sat back in her chair and studied the young girl's face, smiling, she said, "Jenny, I can't believe it; where did you come up with an idea like that and where did you get the nerve to carryout such a plan?" Jenny smiled, she too at the moment it happened was surprised by how easy she'd seduced and taken control over her Mother. "I don't know, said Jenny. After I got home, the idea just came too me. I saw how easy Mother followed your orders, so I thought I'd give it a try and it worked. I can do what I want and can have sex with my Mom anytime I feel like it," said a bragging Jenny.
Sylvia thought about the implications this could have in how their relationship might grow closer together. "Ok, after a story like that, I'm ready for a swim...care to join me?" asked Sylvia. Jenny jumped up, dropped her towel, and ran for the pool. Sylvia waited as she again was treated to the view of her lovely body. Her bottom hardly shook as she ran to the pool. Standing, Sylvia dropped her robe, revealing her suit; if you could call it that; a two piece that had a patch of cloth covering her sex, and a string top with two more patches covering her nipples, the full globes remaining uncovered.
Standing at the edge of the pool in her brief swimsuit and high heels, Sylvia presented quite an intimidating sight. Jenny swam to the edge, looking directly up at Sylvia. She looked huge standing over her, thought Jenny. Her position afforded Jenny of complete view of her front side as she looked her over from head to toe. Sylvia watched Jenny's eyes travel across her body. Spreading her feet apart, she allowed Jenny to look between her legs; and she did. Jenny gasped when she came to the apex between Mistress Sylvia's legs, the patch of cloth did not do much in the way of concealing her large, swollen vulva. The material has been drawn into Mistress Sylvia's slit and her baby pink lips were on display, just for Jenny. Holding the pose, Sylvia watched the young girls face as she openly stared at her sex. Smiling, Sylvia said, "Jenny, does the water feel good?"
She knew the effect her body was having on the oversexed teenager.
Breaking her gaze, Jenny looked up at Mistress Sylvia's face, "Uhhhh yes, it's nice and warm. Aren't you going to get in with me?" invited Jenny. "In a minute. Did I tell you I have company staying with me from out of town?" asked Sylvia. Jenny, surprised at first, then saddened at the thought that they'd put a crimp in her plans with Mistress Sylvia today, said "No, who is it?" "It's a Mother and daughter who I'd met back home and they decided to come for a visit. Do you mind?" asked Sylvia. Sylvia could see the immediate expression of disappointment flood across the young girl's face. "Jenny, I think you'd like them, she, Laura, the Mother, has a daughter a little bit younger than you. I think you'd get along great. Would you like to meet them?" asked Sylvia.
Jenny began to sulk somewhat, mad that they'd come and messed up her plans. "Ok, if you want me too," said Jenny. "Great, let me get them," said Sylvia. Turning, Sylvia went to get Laura and see if Kristin had awakened. Sylvia felt Jenny's eyes on her as she walked to the house. She could see Jenny's reflection in the sliding glass door and sure enough, Jenny was watching her.
Stepping into her bedroom, Sylvia spotted Laura now wearing her suit. A one piece, somewhat conservative, thought Sylvia. Speaking, Sylvia said, "Laura, I've talked to Jenny about you and Kristin being old friends and she's ok with meeting you too. Is Kristin up?" "She's just getting up. She'll join us in a minute," said Laura.
Both women walked out to the pool. Jenny spotted Sylvia's guest. Laura looked so small next to Mistress Sylvia, thought Jenny. Jenny judged Ms Laura to be about 30 years old, short blonde hair (a Meg Ryan look alike), slim body. Jenny thought her breasts looked bigger than this grown woman's.
It sort of made her feel superior to the mature woman. Jenny was jealous of Laura and her daughter getting to stay with her Mistress. As the two approached, Jenny stayed in the pool.
"Jenny, I'd like you to meet my friend, Laura," said Sylvia. Laura smiled down at Jenny and said "Hi Jenny, you look like you're having fun." Jenny, out of politeness and good manners, smiled back and said, "Hello Ms Laura, nice to meet you." "Do you mind if I join you for a swim," asked Laura. "No, it's a big pool, I don't mind," said Jenny.
Laura, taking that as an OK, dove in. Sylvia stayed on the side as her friend swam around. "Jenny, Laura and Kristin are my "special" friends so I want you to be nice to them, understand?" Jenny noticed Mistress Sylvia's voice had taken on a harsher tone. Even is she was young, she understand what she meant...be nice to her guests. Jenny wondered though, how "special" these guests were.
Hearing Ms Laura's voice, Jenny turned away of Sylvia. "Jenny, do you know how to play Marco Polo?" asked Laura. Jenny did, it was a game of tag, but it was played in the pool. "Yes Ma'am, I know how to play," said Jenny." Laura swam over to Jenny and touched her on the shoulder, saying "Well, you're it!" and swam away. Jenny quickly got caught up in the game as the two chased each other over the pool. Sylvia pulled up a chair by the edge of the water and watched the two play.
Sylvia saw how Laura was working Jenny; trying to befriend the young girl for her own personal pleasures later. Laura dove under the water and came up behind an unsuspecting Jenny. Slipping her body tightly against Jenny's, she heard the young girl gasp, felt her bottom tighten, as she pressed her body against hers, whispering softly in her ear, "you're it!", then swimming away quickly.
Jenny froze; having Ms Laura's body pressed tightly against hers caught her off-guard and she didn't know how to interpret the intimate embrace by Sylvia's guest. Turning, she looked over at Sylvia, only to see her smiling face. Was Ms Laura just playing around or was there a message she was sending her. Jenny dismissed it from her mind as she swam after her, continuing their game of tag.
After about 15 minutes, Laura tired and told Jenny she was going to get out of the water. Jenny was just beginning to warm up to the older woman and was a little disappointed when she stopped. Jenny, with no one in the water to play with, also decided to get out. Swimming over to where the two sat, Jenny put her hands on the side of the pool and boosted herself out of the water. As she did, both women had an excellent view down the top of her swimsuit as the water pushed the material out from her chest. Laura was surprised by the size and deep rich, rose color of the young girls nipples, which had become very hard in the cool water.
"Jenny, why don't you come and share this lounger with me," said Sylvia. Jenny gladly slipped next to her Mistress, placing her directly in the middle of the two women. "Jenny, Laura said, "you are really cute. You sort of remind me of my daughter. How old are you? Jenny turned and looked into the deep blue eyes of Ms Laura and said, "I just turned 13." Laura smiled and said, "Well, you're quite developed for such a young girl. My daughter, Kristin, is 15, but she's no where near the woman you are." Laura was praising the young girl in hopes of making her like her. Jenny, hearing the woman's remarks, smiled proudly. She was glad this woman thought she looked so mature. She was becoming very proud and aware of how her looks could be used to her advantage. Laura went on, "Kristin is such a sleepy head; she loves to sleep. I think the two of you will get along just great.
Would you like to meet her?" Jenny, not caring about whether she did or not, but to be polite, said sure. She was very content to sit beside Sylvia, her powerful body made her feel so safe and warm, as she snuggled closer to her.
"Come on Jenny, let me take you to her," said Laura. Jenny, not wanting to leave her spot next to Sylvia hesitated, but Sylvia told her to go ahead, she'd be here when she came back. Sylvia knew what Laura was up too.
Taking Jenny's hand, Laura led her into the house. "Kristin, where are you?" called Laura. As they walked into the bedroom, Jenny saw Kristin coming out of the bathroom and she was naked! Kristin looked at her Mom and the girl beside her, not giving her nakedness a second thought, Kristin just smiled and said, "Hi Mom, who's this?" Jenny had become comfortable around adult women, but being with someone near her own age and seeing her naked, was kind of unsettling. She turned her gaze away from the young girl, who by her physical development, seemed younger than her. Her breasts, if you could call them that, were small buds with bright red circles in the middle.
Her sex was void of any pubic hair, in fact, if she saw correctly, having only caught a glimpse of her sex before turning away, was that it looked just like a baby's vagina, sort of puffy with a deep slit in the middle.
Laura smiled at Jenny's embarrassment. Kristin walked over to Jenny and reached out to shake her hand; "Hi, I'm Kristin." Jenny looked back towards the girl and said, "Uh, hi I'm Jenny." Jenny looked at the face of the older girl. She was beautiful, both girls stood about the same height. Her eyes were large and blue, a small upturned nose, high cheekbones and very full lips. Someone might think she'd had then injected with fat cells, they looked so big. From the neck down, she was very immature, thought Jenny.
Laura's voice broke the silence between the two girls, "Jenny is going to be spending the day with us Kristin. Why don't you two get to know one another and then come out to the pool when you're ready." Laura looked at Kristin and gave her a wink. Kristin's mouth turned up into a large smile, now understanding her Mother's meaning. Kristin was not shy, as anyone could tell standing naked before a perfect stranger. Kristin had been raised to appreciate the feminine form and admire its beauty.
Taking Jenny's hand, Kristin led her over to the bed. "I just hate to get up in the morning. I love to lie around the house all day," said Kristin and she patted a spot on the bed beside her for Jenny to sit down. "My Mom makes me stretch every morning, she says it's a great way to loosen up the muscles. Would you mind terribly if I did my stretching while we talked?" asked Kristin.
Jenny, still not comfortable talking to this girl while she sat totally naked beside her said, "Uh, Ok, but I'd like to get back outside pretty soon." Kristin smiled and said it wouldn't take long. Laying back in the middle of the bed, Kristin brought her left leg straight up in the air, bringing it back over the top of her head. Jenny looked at the girl as she began to perform her stretches. Immediately, Jenny was presented with an unobstructed view of the girl's sex as her leg was pulled back, exposing herself to Jenny's wandering eyes. Quickly, Jenny stole a glance of her most private possession. Looking up at Kristin's face, she saw that her left leg was blocking her face from her view. Jenny took the opportunity to look again, only this time, more closely. Her vulva were perfectly smooth, not a trace of hair. Her skin looked so soft, just like you'd expect a baby's to look. But the longer Kristin stretched, the more her lips began to open, a deep red valley now becoming more visible to Jenny, a hint of moisture beginning to form in the opening.
Jenny turned away quickly as she noticed Kristin's leg begin to lower back into place. All the time she was stretching, Kristin was carrying on a conversation about life back home. Jenny didn't hear a word, her mind replaying the erotic image of her sex. Jenny's throat was dry all of sudden.
For a young girl, Kristin was very experienced in seducing another woman/girl. Her Mother had introduced her to the art of loving another woman and she'd become quite a learned student over the last couple of years. Kristin watched Jenny fidgeting on the bed. She knew her nakedness was making Jenny uncomfortable, but she also knew that Jenny was as interested in the female body as she was. Stretching her right leg up, she again held it for over a couple of minutes, knowing the view she afforded Jenny in this position.
Jenny couldn't stop looking at Kristin's sex. It looked so beautiful and innocent to her. She didn't know why it attracted her so much, she and Kristin almost looked the same down there; it was just Kristin was so open about her body and she looked so young that it made her feel like she was the adult in this situation. She listened to Kristin's babbling, but her mind was clearly focused on her body.
Kristin finished her leg stretches. "Jenny, my Mom normally helps me with my stretching routine in the morning; do you think you could help with the next set of stretches?" asked Kristin. Without thinking, Jenny said sure, what did she want her to do? Kristin just smiled with those big blue eyes and full lips.
"Jenny, scoot up here between my legs," said Kristin as she spread her legs farther to accommodate Jenny between them. God, her sex was right before her, almost staring her in the face, thought Jenny. Kristin smiled knowing the view she presented to Jenny. "Ok Jenny, grab hold of my ankles and raise them up in the air. Jenny followed her instructions, taking each small ankle in her hands. That's right, now start pushing my legs apart, slowly," said Kristin.
Jenny, now having to kneel between Kristin's legs to perform the stretch, her knees so close to Kristin's sex that she could feel the heat rising from it, began to assist her in the exercise. The farther she stretched her legs apart, the higher Kristin's sex was raised into the air. As she slowly pushed her legs farther and farther apart, Kristin's vulva also was opening a little further as well. "Just a little farther Jenny," said Kristin as she studied Jenny's pretty face. Jenny's hard nipples hadn't escaped Kristin's wandering eyes. The suit she was wearing did little to hide them, especially now; they protruded like little spikes from beneath the suit.
Jenny's breath was becoming more labored. What a view Kristin was affording her. Jenny had to bend forward to keep her grip on Kristin's ankles as her legs spread farther out to each side bringing Jenny's face within inches of Kristin's little pussy. There was no other place for Jenny to look but into Kristin's sex. Her inner labia were red and moist with her juices; the heavenly scent of her sex made Jenny even more excited. Jenny saw Kristin's clit was erect and easily visible; it must be a half an inch long as it easily cleared her lips and waved in the air. As Jenny inhaled, she could smell Kristin's girlish scent; she smelled wonderful.
Kristin almost laughed out loud as she looked down between her legs and saw Jenny's expression. She must really be getting an eyeful thought Kristin. She loved to expose herself, especially to those who were unsuspecting. She thought she'd notch it up just a little. Kristin suddenly flexed her hips, causing her pussy to raise just an inch or so into the air. As Jenny's face was only an inch away from her pussy, Kristin's sex suddenly brushed itself against Jenny's lips. Her first kiss of Kristin's sex. Jenny, startled by the move, tried lifting her head-up but was unable too in the position she was in; Kristin's juices wet the area around Jenny's lips.
Jenny instinctively licked her lips, tasting the older girl's juices. There was almost no taste, just a little sweetness, that's all. Kristin was looking up at the ceiling with a big smile on her face, and then she spoke, "Mom makes me do these hip flexes every morning. She says it strengthens a woman's hips. Do you mind if I continue?"
Before Jenny could answer, Kristin again flexed her hips and brought her sex against Jenny's mouth, but this time, holding it a little longer. "Mom says I'm supposed to hold it a little longer each time. I really appreciate your help Jenny," said an appreciative Kristin. Jenny kept her lips closed as Kristin's sex kissed her hotly on her lips. Her juices becoming more plentiful the longer she held her sex to her mouth.
As Jenny felt Kristin's sex lower away from her mouth; again, she instinctively licked her lips receiving her second taste of her juices. Not giving Jenny a moment to compose herself, Kristin again thrust her hips up into the air and fitted her sex over Jenny's mouth, however, this time she began a slow circular rotation of her pussy over her mouth, causing her vulva to open further and her clit to bump against Jenny's soft lips. This action did not go unnoticed by Jenny as her face was becoming wet with Kristin's juices.
"Mom says if I rotate my hips like this, that it will increase my flexibility." Laughing out loud now, she went on " and she also said that it was a great way to get a facial each morning." Jenny listened and wondered if Kristin and her Mom had sex like her and her Mother had. Jenny held her face in position so the young girl could perform her stretching exercises, while she too became the recipient of a facial massage. Each thrust was becoming more firm and was lasting longer. You could actually hear the squishing sounds as Kristin's sex rubbed against her mouth.
Jenny couldn't take this any longer; opening her mouth wide, she enveloped Kristin's entire vulva in her mouth and began a slow suction action. She heard Kristin squeal as she began to suck her juices down her throat. Jenny was surprised by the amount of juice this little girl could produce, but it tasted wonderful to Jenny as she relentlessly sucked her pussy for all she was worth.
From behind the door, both Sylvia and Laura smiled at the young girls on the bed. Sylvia was proud of how aggressive Jenny had become...she'd been a good teacher and hopefully her Mother soon.
Both women returned to the pool until the two girls finished. Sylvia had a closed circuit camera running in the room so they could view the encounter between the two girls later.
Jenny felt Kristin's clit stiffen as she brought her to what seemed to be her fifth climax in only five minutes and she still didn't seem to want to let up. Finally, Jenny released her sex, noticing a red mark from where her lips had made a tight seal around her pussy.
Kristin's sex was wet with Jenny's saliva and her juices. Her vulva looked huge, still swollen from its orgasmic state. Jenny slowly released her pressure on the girl's legs as she raised herself up into a sitting position. My God, she thought, I just met this girl and I've already eaten her pussy.
Immediately trying to regain her composure, Jenny said, "I'm sorry Kristin, I don't know what came over me. I just met you and her I am performing oral sex on you!" Kristin looked at the young girl and sat beside her, slipping her arm around her soft shoulders, "Don't be silly Jenny, it was great. Now you know why I love to stretch each morning; it's the only way to start off the day," laughed Kristin.
Jenny turned to look at Kristin, her blue eyes burrowing a hole through her as she spoke, "You mean you're not mad at me for taking advantage of you?" asked Jenny. Kristin leaned forward and closed the short distance between the two, lightly touching her lips to Jenny's, never closing her eyes as she kissed the younger girl. Jenny relaxed into Kristin's arms as she felt the kiss take it's affect. Tightening her grip, Kristin continued to look into Jenny's eyes as the kiss continued for almost a minute. Jenny had never kissed a person before with her eyes open, but Kristin's beautiful eyes held hers in a trance like state as she surrendered to her warm kiss.