Brooke II: Finding
Allison entered the bedroom, reached for the buttons of her blouse and whispered, "Cool."
The young woman strutted as if she owned the room. She peeled off her top and short denim skirt, and circled the bed in nothing but a dampened thong. Her blue eyes flashed and her straight brunette hair steamed behind. The lean body dripped sexuality. At that moment Allison
did
own the room.
Her mind raced. There was so much Allison wanted to do with these women. She would have to tongue her Mother—that engorged clit was too meaty and succulent to ignore. It did not matter one bit that they were related. Allison wanted to glide together, clit-to-clit, until Beth's fat tip slipped inside her.
How would it feel to be screwed by my own Mother?
She shivered at the thought.
Then there was Brooke. The young woman wanted to have Brooke take her. A nice strap-on pounding away at Allison as she lapped at some mature pussy would be a perfect finish to the evening. Or, maybe, Beth and Brooke could rub together while Allison had her head between their legs. A front row seat to that action would be fucking
hot
—and she could lick and suck both their slits at the same time. Allison wondered if she would taste the difference between them.
"Hi, Mom." Her voice sounded breezy.
"Hello, darling." Beth's face broke into a sly grin. "Would you be a dear and keep this warm for me?"
The girl watched the hand stroke Brooke. Allison grinned back and nodded.
Beth rose from the bed and went for the bathroom. She exhibited all the grace of a swan. Her daughter lay down and kissed the full, soft lips. Brooke sighed and kissed back, swirling her tongue over Allison's. They could hear water running.
"So, this is hot, huh?" Allison asked. "Is she a good lay?" she whispered.
"Mmm hmm," Brooke whimpered. Her eyes closed. The caresses were keeping her very warm, indeed.
"You look so damn hot, baby!" Allison tasted the nearest nipple, all swollen and hard. When she pinched the slippery clit her friend moaned.
"I showed her some booty, to tease her a little," Brooke admitted. "Then she kinda, well, she jumped me, I guess." She opened her eyes and peered into Allison's deep blue gaze. "She even tongued my ass!"
"Really?"
"Oh, yeee-ah," she sighed again. Brooke closed her eyes once more and lay back in complete surrender.
"I liked it, too," Beth said from the doorway. Her eyes sparked. "Now, I have plans for you.
Both
of you."
Allison and Brooke looked at Beth's stern face, then at each other. Allison smiled.
"Is she still warm?" the woman inquired.
"Smokin' hot." Allison answered. She let her gaze travel the length of Beth's naked body. When she came to the space between Beth's legs and saw the proud nub peeping out from its neat triangle of hair, the daughter's mouth watered. She removed her hand and placed her middle finger onto the tip of her tongue. Allison's eyes never left her Mother's pussy.
"Tell me you two like what you see," Beth commanded them.
"Shit, yeah, Mom—you're hot!"
"Oh, yeees, Ms. Beth," Brooke added in unison.
"Does looking at my body get you wet?"
Allison said, "Yeah." Brooke bobbed her head. Beth felt two pairs of eyes riveted on the flesh between her legs. The wanton stares satisfied her more than their words.
"Good. Thank you, girls. It warms my heart to know that the sight of my body turns both of you on. Of course, I may need to check."
Beth leaned over and kissed Allison full on the mouth. Brooke stared. Mother and daughter tongued and sucked. Wet noises and soft moans intensified the moment.
Beth reached out for Allison. Brooke watched as the woman's sure hand found her daughter's pert breast and cupped it. Beth's forefinger and thumb circled the wrinkling areola and pinched the tiny nipple.
Allison's hand was busy, too. It strummed her Mother's toned tummy until soft fingers slid between slick lips. Beth's liquid heat was painted over her tip. Once thoroughly wet, Allison began stroking the length of Beth's clitoris. The redhead groaned into her daughter's open mouth.
All too soon they broke apart, panting, wanting. Allison turned lust-fogged blue eyes on her friend.
"Don't worry. We won't leave you out, Baby," she said. Allison eased her face between Brooke's strong, wet thighs. The tongue strokes were quite gentle. Brooke quivered, and groaned, "Oh, fuck!"
As Brooke was being eaten, Beth stroked her daughter's ass. Experienced fingers slipped lower and followed the thin cloth trail of the pink thong. She caressed Allison through the soaked fabric, enjoying the dainty pussy.
Allison moaned encouragement, and licked upward from the bottom of Brooke's streaming slit. Allison's tongue curled into her friend. The fluttering tip slithered out and up, digging into the pit of Brooke's hood to swab the throbbing bud. With the clitoris balanced on the spear of Allison's slick tongue, she pursed her lips and surrounded Brooke. Hood and all, the dark flesh disappeared into a hungry embrace.
"Oh, shit!" Brooke felt the suction like a raw heat, and the tongue vibrated and danced over swollen flesh. Beth knew her submissive was close. She pulled on the nearest nipple ring and electricity sparkled in Brooke's body.
"Oooh, shit! Ungh—Gawd!" Brooke imploded. Beth sighed and the edges of her mouth turned up just a bit. Creamy saliva seeped down Brooke's crease and between her bottom cheeks. Allison kept suckling until the over-stimulated girl pushed her away.
Allison smiled at Beth with glistening lips and a proud expression, enjoying her power to produce such an intense and rapid climax. "Wanna taste her on my tongue? You know, to see if she's turned on?"
"Yes, darling," Beth answered. She lay down next to Allison. Two nude bodies, so alike and so different, molded to one another. Mouths met in a lascivious duel of fencing tongues. Brooke lay back to watch.
For the next several minutes Beth enjoyed her daughter. A barrier had fallen away. The redhead realized she had hidden a dormant desire for months, perhaps longer. That need now flared red-hot. Her daughter had blossomed and Beth's desire to take her overpowered any lingering hesitation. Familial constraints lost out to raw sexual need.
Allison's thoughts focused on need as well, but were tinged with curiosity. She had few partners, and they were all young. The stories about being with a mature woman, a woman who knew what she wanted, a woman well versed in sex, exerted a powerful attraction. Now she might discover if it was true. And with Mom, whom she found so beautiful, so hot, so—forbidden.
They took turns nibbling down to each other's chests, suckling and nipping the sweetness of pulsing nipples. The Sapphic display stoked Brooke's smoldering arousal. Her hands played with her piercings, mimicking the caress of tongues and lips on shapely breasts.
Finally, Allison descended. Brooke became fascinated as her lover kissed the length of Beth's tummy. The tongue circled and entered the navel, eliciting giggles and squirms. Without further play, Allison nibbled through the velvety red hair. For the first time she tasted her Mother's sexual essence.
"Oh,
