Gangbang with Susan 2. – Mom and daughter

Susan smiled, and slid her tongue back up Lannie’s body, crawling up as well, letting her own breasts slide along her daughter’s abdomen, then over her belly, then, up over her chest. She knelt over the girl, pressing her breasts against Lannie’s, rubbing them back and forth, then from side to side, making the soft, malleable tit flesh roll and mash down on Lannie’s own soft orbs.

She slid down again, grasping Lannie’s tits in her hands and squeezing them upwards as she attacked them with more passion. She opened her mouth wide and clamped it down on one big chunk of tit meat, sucking it into her mouth along with the nipple it surrounded. She chewed and sucked and gnawed on it as Lannie moaned and writhed below her. “OOhhhhhhh! Moooooooom,” she groaned, pushing feebly at Susan’s face. “Nooo,” she panted. Her breasts were so hot, so hard, she was afraid they were going to explode. Her nipples were already stinging like glass shards were embedded in them, burning like live coals were atop them. She’d never imagined her breasts could be so hard, so swollen, the flesh so taut across them. Her breasts bubbled and boiled, sending hot, flashing lust through her chest, making her gasp and cough as it surrounded her lungs and choked off her breath.

But Susan ignored her, mashing the fat breasts together, plumping them up and out, biting and chewing on first one, then the other, fingers digging deep furrows in the soft, white skin. Susan settled over her daughter, hot flesh laying down on hot flesh. She rubbed and ground her body against Lannie, rolling her breasts below her into Lannie’s lower chest and upper belly. She slid her right leg over and between Lannie’s thighs, rubbing it up and down against the girl’s exposed cunt slid.

Lannie was soon breathing in harsh, ragged gasps again, moaning and groaning as she rolled her head in sexual torpor. Susan slid down the girl’s body until she was sitting on her heels between her thighs. She was bent over so that her breasts were crushed into her own thighs as she gazed at her daughter’s cunt opening. She caressed the girl’s trembling thighs, then slid her thumbs into the soft, tight pussy cleft and gently peeled her open. She pulled wider and wider, opening her up like a flower, displaying the gleaming pink flesh inside, the hard little hooded clit, and the soft, round, dark little hole that led up into Lannie’s belly. She licked her lips in hunger, then leaned in and let her tongue slid up and down the pink flesh. Karen had taught her one trick she hadn’t yet mentioned to Lannie. She had taught her how to exercise her tongue so that she could push it out further and further. Susan could touch the tip of her nose with her tongue, but that wasn’t what she had used the ability for over the years. She showed Lannie now, pressing her tongue against the teenager’s hole and wriggling it down into the spasming little opening. She twisted and twined it in her daughter’s fuck hole, scooping out hot, tasty fuck honey, the warm cunt milk that her daughter was exuding in such delicious amounts. She pumped her tongue up and down in Lannie’s cunt as the girl moaned and humped up against her. She felt Lannie’s hands on her head, pushing down instinctively. She smiled inwardly, then pumped her tongue faster. She pulled it out then slid it up over Lannie’s clit. Lannie gasped in shocked pleasure as her mother’s tongue slithered up and down across her clit. She felt her fingers exposing the hot little fuck button, then felt her lips close around it and suck. Her tongue continued to wriggle eagerly across the hot button as her mother sucked. Lannie felt her heaving body began to burn upwards again towards another orgasm. She panted for breath, hands jerking down beside her waist, curling into tight fists as she stared upwards. Then a towering wave of sexual pleasure roared over her and drowned her in it’s deep, all encompassing ecstasy. She cried out in glorious pleasure, her back arching, her ass bouncing on the floor of the balcony as her cunt blasted a deep, steaming froth of boiling sexual heat up into her guts. In the midst of it she felt herself pierced, felt her mother’s oily fingers thrust up into her pussy, one, then two, then three, pumping savagely s she bounced and jerked and shook in the grip of the massive sexual storm. She cried out again, shuddering and trembling as another powerful blast wave of pleasure rocked her. Then she groaned in exhaustion as she sank back down out of the climax. Susan smiled and slid up Lannie’s body, her own flesh caressing the soft oiled girlflesh below. She pressed her breasts against Lannie’s and stared down into the girl’s face. Lannie looked up wearily, and Susan smiled. She slid a hand below the teen’s head and lifted it up, then kissed her, not as a mother, but as a lover. Her lips slid softly over Lannie’s as her tongue probed against her lips. She slid her tongue inside the girl’s mouth and mashed her lips down. Lannie responded instinctively, and their lips caressed each other in a soft, warm, loving embrace. Susan stroked her daughter’s body, letting her hands move softly, lightly. She slid her hand around her daughter’s body, then rolled back, pulling Lannie with her. Lannie found herself laying atop her mother’s body, looking down into her mother’s face. She gulped anxiously as she realized what was expected of her. Yet she also felt excitement at the challenge, at the eroticism of the act. She was still breathing heavily, but now she moved her own hands onto her mother’s body for the first time, at least consciously. She gazed down at Susan’s breast as her hand closed over it, watching the flesh bulge upwards as she squeezed. She’d never touched another’s breasts, and was intrigued as she worked her fingers into the soft meat. She bent and licked over the nipple. It was much bigger than her own, which she found fascinating. She sucked on it, trying to copy what her mother had done to her own pink nipples. She squeezed both her mother’s breasts as she licked and sucked on first one, then the other. She pinched them teasingly, then pulled them upwards, only to let them fall back. She chewed softly, her teeth gnawing at the sensitive flesh as her tongue lapped hungrily. But Susan was too hot to just lay there through a long tongue bath. Licking and sucking her daughter to orgasms had excited her to a fever pitch, and she needed much more. She gripped Lannie’s hand and shoved it desperately down between her legs, rubbing at her cunt. “Oh!” she gasped. “Oh yes!” Oh, honey! Ohhh!” Lannie rubbed at her mother’s cunt pad as she watched and felt her mother jerk and shake. She knew she was approaching orgasm, and looked at her, entranced, as Susan began to jerk and shake and moan in passionate release. Lannie rubbed inexpertly at her mother’s slit, stroking her fingers hard over the cunt slit, over her clitty, rubbing her, masturbating her, as she did herself. Her mother’s body jerked and heaved upwards against her as Lannie rubbed her clit, then went still. “Did you come?” she asked excitedly. “OOhhhhhh,” Susan moaned, letting her hands caress her daughter’s head and face. Lannie slid lower, excited again herself. She tongued at her mother’s belly button, then eased lower, gazing directly into her mother’s slit, into the opening she herself had emerged from. She pried her mother’s cunt lips open and licked her lips nervously as she stared at the revealed flesh. Then she began to lick her tongue up and down the pink flesh, lapping excitedly at the clitty, sucking and kissing it. She felt a hot stab of lust as she slid a finger into her mother’s cunt tunnel and felt it squeezing hotly down on the digit. She slid in another, pumping them in and out as she licked at the clitty. She heard her mother groan and whine and whimper in pleasure, then felt her ass starting to grind into the balcony. Susan began to buck up against her and Lannie redoubled her actions, slurping and licking and sucking on her mother’s clitty as she fucked her fingers down into her cunt tunnel. She remembered something, then, something from a porno film she had seen once on cable. Excitedly she shifted her body around until she was kneeing over her mother’s face, then eased down, licking at her mother’s cunt a she lowered her pussy over her mother’s face. She sighed happily as her mother gripped her ass cheeks and then began to lick at her snatch. She responded at once, licking at her mother’s pussy, lapping and sucking hungrily as she grunted and moaned in pleasure. She rubbed her face into her mother’s pussy, stroking the pink flesh with her chin and lips and nose. Her tongue jammed down into the hot little fuck hole as she tasted her mother’s cunt milk. She came again, bouncing on her mother’s body, groaning and whining in heat and passion as she jammed her cunt down on her mother’s tongue. Then it was her mother’s turn to come again, jerking and humping as Lannie ate her out. After that they lay in each other’s arms, softly stroking each other, exchanging long, moist kisses, their tongues sliding back and forth. Finally, Susan sat up, pushing Lannie away. She ran a hand through her own hair and blinked up at the sunlight. “We should get in before we get burned,” she said. Lannie sighed softly in response. Susan reached down and gripped her wrist, pulling the limp girl up to a sitting position. Lannie groaned, then pushed herself up and, hand in hand, the two naked women walked back into the apartment. Susan was, naturally, delighted at how things had gone. It was her hope that she would be able to persuade Lannie of the benefits and advantages of lesbian lust, perhaps even convince her not to waste her time on boys. Their relationship had gone a subtle change. In Susan’s mind Lannie was now both daughter and lover, a lush, sweet, sexually desirable woman who just happened to also be her sweet little girl, in need of motherly protection. For Lannie things were more complicated. Her mother had long been something of a friend, offering advice more than giving orders. Now, after their lovemaking, she believed herself more equal than she had before. She was proud of herself being able to make her mother cum, and thought that gave her certain rights she didn’t have before. She was surprised at how much pleasure she herself had gotten from the sex, and knew that it would not be the last time she engaged in lesbian love. She still had a deep curiosity about male- female sex, but the urgency to lose her virginity was somewhat lessened now. Now she could experiment and have wonderful sex, without the worries and fears of what boys would think of her, what they would say behind her back, who they would tell. She trusted her mother completely, and felt safe and free of worry in her arms. She felt no embarrassment at what they had done together, no guilt. After all, her mother had initiated it, and obviously her mother wouldn’t have done anything that was really wrong. Both had enjoyed it immensely, and though she knew that others would strongly disapprove, she also knew they would never find out. She knew what they’d done was…well, very, very kinky, but that only excited her. She was surprised at herself, that she’d done something such a…perverted act of sex It was perverted, she told herself. Everyone would say so. “You what?” Darla would gape. “You had sex with your MOTHER?!!” Lannie giggled just thinking about it, about telling Darla or Shelly how she’d sucked her mother’s cunt, and how her mother had sucked her off. It made her skin break out in goosebumps, and made her face flush. It excited her, aroused her. She’d done something dirty. She was a wicked, sex fiend! It made her feel hot to be so wicked, and when she walked around the next day at school, she was exquisitely aware of how sexy she was, how sensual she felt. Under her tight jeans and the button down red top that was cropped off just below the breasts, she wore her only really sexy lingerie, black lace french bra and string bikini panties. She’d bought them, with much embarrassment, for her first lover. She’d had no idea, of course, that her first lover would be a woman, let alone her mother. She wore them today because it helped her feel even sexier and more desirable. She was aware of every male eye that turned her way, and shivered a little as she imagined, with new insight, what they were thinking when they watched her. They all wanted to fuck her, to push their big cocks into her pussy. Well, they’d just have to wait. Mom was right. Having sex with them would probably be a short and unhappy experience. It would hurt, and they’d blab to their friends. She could take out her sexual lusts with mom for the time being. For the first time ever she was also aware of the girls when they looked at her. She knew, from her own experience, that when girls looked at girls it was mostly just checking out the opposition. She always watched what the other girls were wearing, after all, and how their hair looked, and what kind of makeup they had on. But now, she wondered if any of them were looking at her like the boys were. Some of them must be gay, after all. Were some of them thinking about how they’d like to lick her and suck her? She’d never thought of that before, but now she tried to imagine herself having sex with…Amber, say, or Blair, or maybe Sara. Were any of them gay? She didn’t think so. They all dated, like she did. None had ever approached her with any hints of sex. She wondered if they’d be willing to consider hints from her. No. That was far too dangerous. If she came on to a girl and the girl told people… No, she didn’t dare, not unless she was sure of the other girl. She would be on the lookout for some girl coming on to her, though. In the meantime, she moved from class to class, aware that many male eyes and some female eyes, focused in on her with lust, and that her body was hot, and seductive, and sexy, and that others wanted her. It turned her on, and made her pussy tingle. She felt a moist heaviness between her legs. So by the time school was over and she made her way home she was feeling very aroused. Her Mom was not home yet, but Lannie wasn’t going to wait hours to relieve the heat between her legs. She stripped naked in front of the big mirror in her room, then posed and preened. She put her hands behind her head and arched her back, sliding her tongue back and forth over her lips as she looked at herself. She turned sideways, then turned her back on the mirror, bending over and spreading her legs. She had a great ass, she decided, a sexy ass. She spread her legs and bent over more, gazing at the tight slit between her legs. She slid a hand between her legs and rubbed two fingers up and down along the slit, then drove them up into herself. She grunted softly a she pumped her fingers in her pussy. She was already very wet inside, had been wet most of the day. Her fingers moved easily in her pussy opening, gliding in and out of her soft, tight, warm cunt tunnel, sawing back and forth against her little clit bud. She straightened up and turned around, her eyes hot and excited as she stared at her nude body. She stroked her hands up and down over her silky flesh, cupping her breasts, squeezing and kneading them, pinching and rolling her hard pink nipples. “Slut,” she whispered. “Dirty lesbian whore.” The words excited her and she slid a hand down between her legs, stroking her clitty again. She had never watched herself come, and the idea suddenly seemed very attractive. She stepped right up to the edge of the dresser, then changed her mind and moved away. she walked down the hall to her mother’s room and went in. Her mother had a large, floor to ceiling mirror on the inside of her door, with bright lights around it. She could see herself much better in that. She paused, then searched through her mother’s drawer and pulled out some of the sexy lingerie she’d showed off a few days back. They were much the same size, though her mother was a cup smaller, being a thirty-six C instead of a thirty-six-D. She drew on the black lace teddy, pulling it up her legs, then drawing the straps over her shoulders. It was very tight across her breasts, but as she turned and stared at herself in the mirror, she let out a small groan of pleasure. She looked so hot! The teddy was gauzy and sheer, and she could see her hard pink nipples easily, as well as the small bush between her legs. The teddy was very high cut, both in front and in back, and she turned and posed again and again, her face flushed happily as she admired herself. She stripped at last, then drew on what her mother called a merry widow outfit. This consisted of a lacy black bustier, even more transparent than the bra she’d worn today, a matching garter belt and garters, long lacy black stockings, and a G-string. She also found, and put on, a pair of high, black, spiked heels. The heels were far higher than she would have ever dared wear to school or to a dance, or to anywhere else, for that matter. They were what the guys called. “fuck me” shoes, because of the way a girl’s ass looked when she wore it. Now, as she posed for the mirror, with nothing over her ass except the thin strap of the G-string running down between her cheeks, Lannie could understand why they called it that. She loved the way she looked, loved the way she felt, loved the way the bustier squeezed her ribs and her tits, shoving her already good sized mounds up and out. Why, half her breasts were bared as she moved around in the sexy garment. There was a clap of thunder, and she went to the window and looked out. The sky had gotten very dark, and it looked like it was getting ready to rain any second. Then it did, the rain pouring down and catching some people unawares. She looked out in disappointment. She had just been getting the idea that she’d like to go outside in these, to walk around without anyone knowing what she wore beneath her clothes. She thought that would be very sexy. Then she swallowed as a bolt hit her, a sudden wild thought that made her pussy burn. She couldn’t go out in these shoes, of course, whether it was raining or not. She unbuckled them then took them off. She then eyed the long, lacy stockings. Her mother would kill her if she got them wet and ruined them. She rolled them down and put them away. Without them, of course, there was no point in wearing the garter belt, so she unclipped it and put it back too. Then, deciding that naked was even sexier than the bustier and G-string, she stripped off completely. She hurried out of the room and went to the front closet. There she found her rubber boots and put them on, then pulled down her raincoat. The raincoat zipped up the front, and fell to about six inches above the knees. She pulled it on and zipped it up, then got her keys and left. She took the elevator downstairs with a middle aged man, a man who had no idea she was completely naked below her raincoat. Lannie couldn’t help rubbing her thighs together discretely as the elevator moved. She got out in the lobby, then went to the front doors, and out. She flipped up the hood and went out into the rain, enjoying the way it pelted down onto the hood and against her raincoat. She was cool beneath it, of course, at least, her skin was. It didn’t chill her, though, because she was too aroused, her blood moving too fast. She walked down the street towards the small mall on the corner. There would be people there. She reached the mall, and went into the Seven-Eleven. She walked along the aisles. There were many people there, moving around, buying things. None knew she was nude. She saw a guy at the magazine rack looking at a dirty magazine, and had the almost irresistible urge to open her coat and show him the real thing. “Hey, Lannie.” She whirled and saw Mike Moore and Amy Phillips. “Hi,” she said, her heart pounding. “Crummy day, huh?” Amy said. “Oh, I kind of like the rain sometimes,” Lannie said. “Yeah, well, if you’re wearing a raincoat, it’s okay,” Mike said sourly. He only had a t-shirt, and his hair was soaked. “Be prepared,” Lannie said. “I should’ve been a girl scout.” She talked to them for another couple of minutes, both excited and afraid. After all, if they found out she was naked the whole school would know. Her name would be mud! Everyone would think she was a nympho. She left then, sauntering a little. Instead of heading straight home she turned down the street. There was a field that ran behind her block, one that she sometimes walked through on her way to Elm street, where the bus was. Thunder cracked again, and lightning lanced across the skies as the rain poured down. She walked to the edge of the field, then turned in, walking along the path that led alongside the houses. To her left was the waist high grass, then, a hundred yards or so away, there was a line of trees. On her right, about twenty-five yards away, were the fences that blocked the backs of people’s yards. She walked about fifty yards up the path, then came to the cross path. This one led off into the grass, a wider path that led to Bank street where the elementary school was, and where there were several much larger malls. She turned onto that path. Now there was nothing but grass on both sides for a considerable distance, and nothing she could see ahead but trees and grass. She unzipped her coat and let it fall open, her heat increasing as the rain fell on her bare skin. She eased her coat wider, baring her breasts as she walked. She trembled with excitement. She passed a low gully then, leading down from the path. There were a number of trees here, and a narrow brook that was moving faster as the rain continued. This was an area she always worried about when she used this path, because some strange man could hide there and pounce on her when she was alone. Now, feeling more excited than ever, she made her way carefully down into the gully. She took the raincoat off completely and walked nude in amongst the trees. Her head jerked from side to side as she looked around anxiously, but there was nobody in sight. The rain spattered against her swollen breasts and dripped down off her nipples. It ran in fast rivulets down her silky flesh to her thighs, then down between her pussy lips. She found a clear spot, where the rain fell unobstructed, then set down the raincoat. She sat down, then lay back and spread her legs wide, reaching above her. She arched her back and let the rain beat down on her naked flesh, straining the tendons in her thighs as she pulled her legs as wide apart as possible. She closed her eyes briefly, imagining a crowd of men coming upon her like this. Then she began to run her legs over her body. She opened her eyes and stared down at herself a she stroked her breasts and squeezed them. She slid her hands down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy, her chest heaving as the excitement made her heart pound. If a man came along, she decided, she would offer no resistance, no matter what he looked like, even if he was a dirty, fat old bum. She would lay there and let him fuck her. She imagined an ugly old man coming upon her there as she jerked off, imagined his cock getting hard, imagined him jumping atop her and thrusting it into her cunny. Maybe it would be a handsome guy her own age, she thought, fantasising about that as she rubbed her clitty. Maybe it would be two guys, or three, or four. They would jump on her, stripping off their clothes as they surrounded her and groped and fondled her naked flesh. Their cocks would pump into her excitedly as they grunted in pleasure. She grunted herself, humping up as her fingers drove into her pussy slit. Panting, she sat up and took off her boots. She rolled off her coat and let her skin press into the grass and leaves. She turned over and spread her arms and legs, grinding her hips against the ground, humping her ass up and down. She rolled over again, then, her head buzzing, she stood up and walked around, stroking herself, letting her feet move through the grass. She walked over to the brook and stepped into it, shivering a little as the water lapped at her ankles. She walked into the middle of the brook, then sat down, she laid back, letting the water rush by her, then spread her legs and stuffed her fingers into her slot. She pumped furiously as the rain fell and the water rushed by, grunting and moaning and whimpering as the come blasted into her. She shuddered violently, her ass bouncing up and down in the water, her cunt spasming and shaking and sucking on her fingers a she rammed them into her slit and ground her thumb down on her clitty. The fire burned inside her, ripping up and down her spine as the pleasure shook her to the core of her being. She arched her back, her chest rising higher and higher, her back aching as she pulled her head back into the water. Then she fell limp, her arms and legs wide, the water lapping over her body as she moaned in exhaustion. Lannie 3 Something had changed inside Lannie. She felt hot and sexy all the time, always aware of her breasts pushing out against her clothes, of her round ass cheeks and how men loved staring at them. And especially of that buzzing, sparkling little clit bud that felt so good at the slightest touch. When Susan came home that evening Lannie was wearing a pear of shorts and the same red crop top she’d worn to school, but with no bra or underwear. She was able to slide her hands up under the top to rub her titties, or slide them down into her shorts to stroke her pussy. She had been careful not to jerk off again after getting home. She had, however, often stroked her breasts and clitty as she had lain back on the sofa and watched TV. She had raised herself into a state of tingling heat repeatedly, only to halt short of orgasm. She wanted to be really hot when her mother got home, sure that she would want to have sex again, as they’d done yesterday on the balcony. She wanted to do IT with her mother, but in her bed, like real lovers. When Susan got home she set her purse down with a weary thump, then took off her coat and hung it up. “Hi Mom!” Lannie cried, bouncing over from the sofa, eyes bright. “Hi, honey,” Susan sighed, grunting as the girl threw her arms around her and hugged her tightly. “Let me get my coat and shoes off,” she exclaimed in surprise. Lannie jumped back, smiling. She put her hands behind her and kind of swung from side to side as Susan pulled off her shoes. “What have you been up to?” she asked. “You wouldn’t believe me.” “Try me.” “I put on my raincoat and went walking.” “That’s nice.” “Naked.” “What?” “I had nothing on underneath,” Lannie said, eyes sparkling. “Lannie,” Susan said disapprovingly. “Nobody could see anything. I felt sooo hot.” “I would’ve thought you’d feel chilly.” “Uh, uh. Know what I did? I went out into the field and took off my coat, then I laid down and jerked off.” “You what?” Susan gasped. Lannie flushed a little, embarrassed just a bit. “Jesus Christ, Lannie! Are you crazy?” “No. I was hot. It was a super turn-on!” “You wouldn’t have been so turned on if some sleazy man had come by and raped you.” “Mother, in the mood I was in I would have raped him.” Susan gazed at her in surprise. The girl was grinning, her chest thrust out, her eyes alive. She looked like a little sex kitten. She had no bra under the cropped top, and her nipples pushed our very obviously hard against the shirt. Before she could say anything, Lannie stepped forward and hugged her then, pressing her breasts against her, then she slid her hands into Susan’s hair and pressed her lips against Susan’s. Susan was so surprised she didn’t react at first as Lannie kissed her passionately, then slid her tongue into her mouth. She belatedly gripped Lannie’s arms and tried to push her away, having no success at first because Lannie had her arms around her, and was squeezing her ass. “La…Lannie!” she said, pushing her back finally. “Let’s make love!” Lannie gasped. “Lannie, I just got home,” Susan exclaimed. “I’m tired and I want to sit down and relax before I have to make dinner.” Lannie’s face fell and she looked pouty and disappointed. “Moooom,” she whined. “Lannie, later on we can…fool around, okay?” “Come oonnnn” Lannie whined, gripping Susan’s hand and pulling it up under her crop top. Susan felt the heat of her breast, felt her hard nipples. She sighed and slid both hands up under the little crop top, cupping and squeezing Lannie’s big breasts as the girl moaned in pleasure. “You’re a hot little slut now, is that it?” she growled. “Yesssss,” Lannie sighed. “Little girl toy. Little sex kitten.” She worked her fingers into the soft meat, kneading the teenager’s firm breasts. She squeezed her hands tight around the round orbs, then swung the startled girl around and pushed her against the wall. She slid a hand behind her head and gripped her thick brown hair, jerking back on it, forcing Lannie’s head back. Then she jammed her hand down into the loose shorts and squeezed her daughter’s pussy mound tightly. “Ooohhhhh!” Lannie gasped. She dug her fingers into Lannie’s cunt pad and twisted them around, then began to rub them up and down along the slit. Lannie gasped and moaned and whimpered, her hands behind her head, gripping her mother’s wrist as she humped desperately against her fingers. “Oh God! Oh God!” she gasped. She came, humping wildly, gasping and grunting repeatedly as her insides churned and roiled and heaved with fiery sexual pleasure. She sobbed in ecstasy, slapping her ass back against the wall as she jerked herself off on her mother’s fingers. Susan watched in surprise and pleasure, astonished at the force of the girl’s come, and how little it had taken to bring it on. She couldn’t help wondering if she she’d done something, if she’d changed the way the girl looked at sex, made her somehow more sexually alive. Lannie moaned and fell back against the wall, legs spread, mouth slack as she groaned weakly. Susan continued to rub at her pussy, her fingers sliding up into the tight slit as she rubbed her thumb over her clitty. She smirked as she watched the girl squirm and writhe in pleasure again. She let go of her hair but Lannie didn’t pull her head forward. She jerked her hand out of her shorts and gripped the crop top, tearing it open, exposing those firm, round teenage breasts. She shoved her hand down Lannie’s pants again as she bent and closed her mouth over her nipple. She sucked hard as she stroked her fingers hard along the girl’s slit. Then she gripped the back of her neck and pulled her head back. She bit down on the side of Lannie’s throat as the teenager began to hump wildly against her hand. Lannie came again, whimpering and grunting and moaning in pleasure as she drove herself down on her mother’s fingers. Fire seared her as the excitement boiled her mind raw and sent her thoughts spinning away. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the sex heat rippled along her nervous system “Will that hold you until later?” Susan snorted. It did, but only just. Susan was amazed at the way the girl acted. She flirted constantly, and bounced around like a real little cock tease…or cunt tease, as it were. She groped and fondled Susan whenever she passed near, and exposed her breasts a number of times. Susan couldn’t help getting aroused herself, but tried to resist. After all, an occasional bout of sex was one thing, but fondling each other like horny lovers every chance they got was just not what she wanted. Lannie was her daughter, after all. Instead of spending the evening in her bedroom talking on the phone or doing homework, Lannie hung around her all the time, talking about sex, asking about what it was like to have a cock inside her, asking why Susan didn’t like having cocks any more. She talked about her fantasies, about the boys she’d like to fuck, about what they looked like and acted like. She also mentioned a new interest in the girls at school, mentioning several that Susan knew and asking her other if she was sexually aroused by them, if she’d like to have sex with them, and whether she thought Lannie should try and have sex with them. And she kept posing and preening in an effort to excite her. Susan did her best to ignore the temptation. But then when the girl said she was going to change for bed, and then came out wearing nothing but a G-string, Susan felt a bolt of pure desire shoot up into her pussy. “Where did you get that?” she asked. “I borrowed it from you. I look good in it, don’t I?” She looked fantastic, especially with her hair loose, all brushed out and falling across her soft round shoulders like silk, framing her face so nicely. Lannie turned and presented her bare ass, wagging it from side to side as she bent over and looked in the bottom of the cupboard. “Little cunt tease,” Susan said. She slid her hand between Lannie’s thighs and cupped her pussy. Lannie straightened rapidly, rising on her toes as she arched her back and pushed her ass back onto Susan’s hand. She sighed in pleasure as Susan kneaded her pussy through the lacy G- string, raising her hands and sliding her fingers through her silky hair as she groaned. “You’ve sure got a hot little pussy today, honey,” Susan snorted. “Ooohhhhh! Put your fingers in meeee!” Lannie groaned, rolling her head from side to side. “My fingers are too long,” Susan grinned. “You don’t want me to tear out that hot little cherry of yours before some boy can do it.” “Oohhhhh. I don’t caaarre,” Lannie moaned. “All right, you little slut. Let’s go,” Susan growled. She pulled her hand out from the swaying girl’s legs and gripped her arm and marched her down the hall to her bedroom. She pushed her against her bed, bent her over, and pulled the G-string down her thighs to her ankles. Then she positioned the girl on all fours on the bed and stood back. “Spread your legs, Lannie,” she growled. Lannie obeyed her, panting wildly, eyes shining with lust and excitement. “Now this is how a boy toy positions herself,” Susan said. “On all fours with her ass up in the air so she can be mounted. Do you want to be mounted, Lannie? Do you want some boy to come along and ride you like a bitch in heat?” “Oooooo, yeeesssss,” Susan snorted, then moved to her closet. She fished out a box from the bottom, then opened it and withdrew a strap-on dildo. She slipped the straps up and then buckled it around herself. The dildo was easily ten inches long, and very thick. She thought it would probably cause the virgin girl a lot of discomfort. It wouldn’t hurt exactly, but it would, she hoped, discourage her from her fantasies about cocks. She stepped up behind her, then got on the bed behind her. “Wha…what’s that?” Lannie gasped, looking at the dildo sticking out from her mother’s groin. “This is my cock. I’m going to fuck you with it.” “You…you’re…You mean you’re going to…” “Pop your cherry.” “Oh, God!” Lannie moaned. Susan slid her hand between her daughter’s thighs and squeezed her pussy, then slid two fingers up inside, pumping them in and out. “Do it,” Lannie whimpered. “Put it in me!” “So you’re a hot little slut now,” “Yessss,” Lannie groaned. “You need a big cock up your pussy.” “Ohhh yessssss,” Lannie hissed. “Dirty girl!” She rubbed the rounded nose of the thick rubber cock up and down against Lannie’s moist pussy slit while the girl trembled anxiously and began to pant and moan in anticipation. She pressed the dildo forward, easing Lannie’s pussy lips in and back, grinding it around as she slowly worked the head of the realistic looking dildo into the teenager’s tight pussy hole. Lannie’s breathing was already harsh and fast as she felt just the head, and she spread her legs further apart, the pressure in her skull building up to almost painful force. Susan pushed the entire head into her, then pulled it back. “MOooooooom!” Lannie moaned in protest. “You’ll be whining a different tune if I just ram this up your pussy, Lannie.” “Put it innnnnnn!” Susan pushed the head through the tight little pussy lips, then thrust forward a little, driving an inch of rubber cock shaft through. Lannie squeaked in pleasure. “You’re a real little cock eater, aren’t you?” Susan said, half disgusted, half amused. She pulled back, then slid the thing forward, easing another inch through the tight lips. She slid her hand down around the rubber cock, rubbing against Lannie’s pussy lips, excited at how tight they were around the round shaft. She pushed forward more, driving more cock into her, until she felt a resistance in front of her, her daughter’s intact cherry. She punched lightly against it repeatedly, wanting to weaken the obstruction before tearing through. Lannie grunted with each impact, rocking to and fro as her mother drove the big dildo into her. She felt a sharp aching down inside her from where the head of the rubber prick was pushing against her hymen, and steeled herself to pain when it broke through.

Then, suddenly, it did. She gasped as she felt a stab of pain down there, but then nothing followed. She felt the big, thick rubber prick slide deeper, felt her insides opened up for the first time ever, and groaned in relief and pleasure. “Well, that was easy,” Susan commented. Lannie didn’t answer. She hadn’t heard. All her concentration was on her pussy tunnel, where, for the first time, she could FEEL something, could feel the round rubber cock as it moved into her, could feel the ridges and vines carved into the side as they brushed along her silky soft pussy walls. Susan couldn’t help being excited as well. She seldom used the dildos except on bi girls. Most of her lesbian friends had little use for them, not being particularly turned on by penetration. She loved the look, though, of the thick black rubber shaft sliding through the wide, straining pussy lips in front of her. She thrust in hard, driving the thing deep into her daughter’s cunt shaft. Lannie cried out in surprise, but there was still little pain. Susan frowned unhappily. She didn’t want to hurt he daughter, but she had hoped that being penetrated by this big fake male organ would hurt the virginal girl, and would convince her that cocks were way overrated. Instead, Lannie was obviously feeling little, if any pain, and was also obviously getting off on wrapping her pussy around a big male cock, even a fake one. There was no getting around it, Susan sighed to herself. Her daughter would probably be, at best, bisexual, and would obviously always brave male cocks. She gripped her hips and buried the last of the long thick prick in her belly, grinding her hips around, grunting as the pad at the base of the dildo ground against her own clitty in a delightful way. She slid her hands up and down Lannie’s body, stroking and caressing her as she held the dildo inside her belly. She slid a hand down onto her belly, then in between her legs. She fingered Lannie’s clitty, rubbing it hard against the dildo sticking out of her hole. Lannie cried out in pleasure, then began to buck back against her, humping desperately as she felt an immense wave of sexual bliss towering over her. She panted and shook as she humped back, then cried out in glorious sexual ecstasy, her head thrashing up and down as she sobbed in pleasure. Susan knew a come when she saw one. She began to fuck into the girl, as she obviously wanted, surprised at how soon, and how powerful Lannie’s climax was. Lannie grunted and yelped wildly as fire raced up and down her body. She twisted and shook her ass around on the big dildo like a fish caught on a hook, glorying in the way it twisted and moved around in her belly. There was something awesomely exciting about having something big and hard way, way up inside her like that, and she was delirious with pleasure. Susan clung to her daughter as the girl bounced and shook and jerked in orgasmic glee, unable to pump properly as Lannie swung her ass around in maddened pleasure. Finally, though, the orgasm washed away and Lannie groaned in relief and exhaustion, sinking down onto her elbows, then folding her arms below her as she let her head come to rest on the bed. Susan snorted in amusement, then gripped her hips in a tight embrace and began to fuck. She used the full, long length of the dildo, and a steady pace, fucking it up and down Lannie’s virgin cunt tunnel as the girl moaned in pleasure. Several times she pulled the dildo completely out, watching, entranced, as Lannie’s gaping pussy hole remained partially open for long moments before slowly closing. She rubbed the head of the dildo, now moist with Lannie’s cunt juices, up and down the soft, gleaming slit, then pushed it against her hole and thrust in hard, buying it in a single, long stroke. Lannie quivered in delight with each new penetration and knelt there in submissive languor as Susan ran the long length of cock up and down her pussy in a steady pumping stroke. Susan pulled it out and pushed Lannie over onto her side, then rolled her onto her back. Lannie looked up dreamily, spreading her legs wide as Susan knelt between them. Susan rubbed the head up and down her daughter’s slit again, as Lannie looked on through slitted eyes.