My name is Megan and I am happily married to Ben for over 25 years. We have two great kids, Kari and Scott. Kari is in her freshman year at college and Scott is an 18-year-old just finishing up his senior year in high school. Ben and I suspected that Kari was more interested in girls than boys during her time in junior high. Scott is heterosexual. He had more girlfriends and loves being the jock in high school.
We first thought Kari like girls when Scott's girlfriends were hanging around the house. Kari would ask me if I though Scott's girlfriends were cute. Being her mother I never really thought my daughter might be a lesbian. Ben and I had found Scott stash of porn when he was started puberty; most of it was porn Ben had before we married. We were not too worried, just a teenage boy going through hormones.
While cleaning Kari's room one day, I found a "girlie magazine" in her panties and bra drawer. It was not a recent issue and I had seen it in Scott's room. Ben and I dismissed it as curiosity on Kari's part; she must want to see what the "models" look like. A few weeks later, a lesbian PPV movie was on our cable bill. We knew that Scott was not home on that night and neither Ben nor I had bought it.
When we asked Kari, she said that she and her friends bought it during a sleep over but really did not watch it. All of this took place during her senior year in high school. Kari and I had the "birds and bees talk" but I was beginning wonder about her "preferences." Kari had developed into a beautiful young woman as she entered college. She was 5' 3", weighted 105, sky blue eyes with natural blonde shoulder length hair. She started wearing glasses during high school because contacts hurt her eyes. I was actually jealous of her stunning looks.
When Kari started college, she shared an apartment with Tami. Kari and Tami were like long lost sisters. The two girls connected almost instantly. Kari majored in business and carried a heavy class load. She and Tami partied on the weekends but it was strictly work during the week, or so we thought. The two girls started swapping clothes, shirts, blouses, jeans, panties, bras, you name it.
Being her mother, I had stopped buying Kari's clothes when she started college. While doing her laundry, on the seldom occasion when she came home, I noticed some very pretty panties and bra sets. Kari freely admitted that she and Tami swapped their clothes. Kari winked and smiled when she said this.
During spring break Kari decided to come home for the week, she was trying to save money. Ben and I were glad to have our family together for the week. We decided as a family to go to dinner on Wednesday night. The boys went down the hardware store so we agreed to meet Ben and Arron at the restaurant. I had finished getting dressed when I checked on Kari. I knocked on her bedroom door and walked in. Kari came out of her bathroom wearing only a bra. She was holding her panties. "I'll be ready in a minute, mom." For the first time, since she was in junior high I saw my daughter "naked." I was shocked her pubic hair was gone.
I made small talk while my daughter dressed. My goal was to turn the subject toward my daughter's sexual preference, not an easy thing to do. As we drove to dinner, I asked Kari how her and Tami were getting along. Great was the answer. I asked about school, social life, adjusting to adult life, all the mom questions. Kari's voice got very quiet when she started talking about her social life and being independent. I asked her if she felt comfortable about talking it.
She explained how her feelings toward Tami changed during the year. The clothes swapping idea was what started it all. During a Saturday night movie party, Kari had cuddled very close to Tami. Tami had not moved, but cuddled back. As Kari went on to explain the two girls started light petting. They kept their clothes on, just kissing and fondling each other breasts through their tops.
I tried to picture my little girl getting intimate with another girl. As her mother, my dream has always been to see her walk down the isle with a handsome man. We arrived at the restaurant and enjoyed a very pleasant family meal. I debated on how to tell my husband that our little girl was a lesbian. Even though, there was no real "evidence" to support such a statement.
A few days before spring break ended I suggested Kari that she invite Tami or another girlfriend to visit during summer vacation. Kari thought the idea was great but wondered where her guest would stay. The house did not have a guest bedroom, although Ben and I had always wanted to add one. I told her that her father and I would come up with a solution. I watched my daughter's reaction as she thought about a "girl sleep over." She seemed very happy.
Spring semester ended and there were a few days before Kari could come home. I had delayed speaking to her father about the guest idea. Finally, one Sunday evening I told Ben that I offered to let Kari have a guest for a few days during the summer break. Ben did not see any problems except where would she sleep; we had a three-bedroom house. We discussed the issue when Ben suggested we let her use the study.
The study has an old sofa that we replaced with a new sleeper sofa. Kari let us know that Tami would be arriving sometime in July. Her family was taking a trip to Europe and Tami did not want to miss Europe. Kari started her part time summer job so she could afford to cover most of expenses for next semester. Mid way through July Tami did call and told Kari she would be there on Sunday night. Kari was excited. I knew that there was the ulterior motive behind the visit. Tami showed up right on time on Sunday evening. She had Kari acted just like sisters.
Dinner Sunday evening was all about Tami's trip to Europe. After dinner was over the girls excused them and headed to the study. Ben and I cleaned up the dishes. Ben headed off to bed early. He had an early morning appointment on Monday. I settled down to finish off a book. The house was silent. I heard the occasional giggle and laughter come from the study.
Around midnight, I peaked my head into the study to say goodnight. There was soft glow coming from a corner lamp. I was shocked at what I saw. Both girls we sitting on sleeper sofa. They had their tops and bras off. Tami was gently sucking on Kari's left tit. Kari was softly caressing Tami's right breast. Both girls still had their shorts on. My daughter had a look of relaxation and ease on her face.
I thought about what I should do. Interrupt them, stop them, join them (the scene did excite me). I very quietly stepped into the room and closed the door. Kari had tilted her head back, probably from feeling so good. I gently walked across the carpet and stood behind the couch. Kari's eyes are closed. Dare I risk what I was about to do; I leaned down and softly kissed my daughters lips. I put my hand behind her head while I kissed her.
Kari opened her eyes and I felt a smile form on her lips. Kari kissed back and tried to put her tongue in my mouth. My daughter' lips felt soft and smooth. As we broke the kiss Tami winked at me. I put a finger to my lips as I walked around and sat on the sleep sofa. The two girls watched. I started unbuttoning my blouse. Kari stopped me. My college age daughter finished the job. Kari softly opened my blouse and moved it off my shoulders.
I knew that the action was wrong but the emotions were too strong. Kari moved behind me to undo my bra. Tami cupped my face kissed me. With my bra gone Kari reached round and started caressing my tits. Tami reached down rubbed my sex through my slacks and panties. I was having lesbian (incest) sex with my daughter and her friend.
I felt my pussy getting wet as Tami continued to caress me through my slacks. My god my tits felt good from my daughter's caress. I gently pulled Kari around me and lovingly kissed my daughter. She kissed me like a lover, not a daughter. Tami stood up and removed her short and panties. She handed her panties to me. The crotch was wet. I wiped the panties across my daughter's lips. Kari actually sucked the wet fabric into her mouth. I suddenly felt a very strong urge to taste pussy, must have been the aroma from Tami's panties. I slowly pulled my daughter's shorts and panties down to the floor. Kari brightly smiled. Kari spread her legs, an open invitation for mom. I place two fingers in her drenched pussy. Tami and my daughter started kissing, passionately, just as Kari had kissed me.
I pulled my fingers out of my daughter's pussy and savored her sweet, sweet nectar. I stood and started to take my slack off. Kari again stopped me. She wanted to undress her mom. Kari unhooked the slacks and slowly lowered the zipper. The slack fell off my slim waist. I opened my legs so Kari could rub my panties into my pussy. Here was my daughter actively caressing her own mother.
Tami placed her index finger under my chin and "pulled" me toward her face. We kissed. Never in my dreams would I have ever thought of having sex with my daughter. Let alone with another woman. Kari lay on the couch, leg spread wide. She motioned for me to go between her legs. I gently ran my hand the entire length of her shave crotch. It felt so soft, sexy, wet and warm.
It reminded me of when she was a little girl without any hair. Now she is grown woman and I, her mother, is about to eat her own daughter's pussy. Kari's aroma was intoxicating. I gently extended my tongue and slide it into my daughter's pussy. I moved my tongue from the bottom of her pussy up to her ready and waiting clit. My daughter moaned as my tongue gently flicked her clit.
Her hips thrust up to meet my tongue. Kari's motion was the same of if there was a cock in her pussy. Her juices were overflowing right into her mom's mouth. She tasted wonderful. I lapped her juice as fast as she could get it out. Kari was playing with her tits and moaning in response to my clit lapping. I was so into my daughter's pussy that my mind didn't really feel Tami playing with my pussy and ass.