Four Nights in Suite 425

Please indulge me in providing a brief recap of Part 1 before I continue. Or feel free to skip this first section if you would like to pick up the story where I left off instead.

Otherwise just a reminder that I ('Li-Ming') am a happily divorced, short and petite 47-year-old American woman of Chinese descent who works as a realtor somewhere in the Midwest. And although I'm built fit and trim with a minimal amount of head-turning curves, I at least hardly look my age. Of course it helps that my humble pair of B-cups and also smallish-sized tush both remain sculpted perk and perky to the max. Plus I possess a long, straight mane of shiny jet-black hair that frames my still youthful appearing face. And which is adorned with distinctly Asian features that I would describe as being merely pretty but nothing more.

My half-white 23-year-old daughter ('Calla') however is an absolute stunner in comparison. She even modeled professionally for a couple of years while in college. Her face alone is a beautiful and exotic-looking mixture of her Asian and European heritages. And then there's her body. While built more average in height but just as fit and trim as yours truly, Calla was lucky enough to inherit certain curves from her father's side of the family. Like borderline bombshell curves. Up top she possesses an incredibly firm pair of orb-like breasts that (by her admission) are right on the verge of being D-cups. And her tush is proportioned likewise as well. Far more voluptuous than not. Despite her also owning a perfectly flat tummy and very skinny waist. And a mane of dark-brown hair that's every bit as long as my own. The total package if you will.

So I left off detailing what happened on the second night of the five-day, four-night Caribbean cruise I had booked for just the two of us in celebration of Calla's college graduation. The way we crossed the line and committed incest together.

For the first time that is. But what a first time it was. We wound up engaging in too many separate acts of utter debauchery to count for the better part of an hour.

But not until we had first shared in a handful of sexually-charged conversations during our first two days at sea. All at Calla's lead though.

Because she had already decided to try and seduce me on our trip. And those talks of ours were her way of getting me to lower my defenses around her. Without my knowledge of course.

So at least there was that. The fact that Calla had seduced me and not the other way around. Of course I failed to resist her certain advances however so I can't give myself too much credit.

Either way we wound up confessing to each other that we were both at least somewhat bi-curious. Despite us both being same-sex virgins that is. And Calla also managed to almost pry my biggest secret out of me too. Although she was able to figure out that I would sometimes indulge in a specific girl-on-girl fantasy sequence, I kept up my guard just enough to keep her from finding out what exactly it was. For a while anyway.

Otherwise I thought it had just been playful the way she kept encouraging us to flaunt our bodies in front of each other. Especially whenever we happened to be wearing bathing suits in one another's presence. But since I would have never even considered the possibility myself in reverse, I refused to believe that Calla was capable of viewing her very own mother as an object of desire. Until it was too late that is.

Calla had since befriended and introduced me to a total knockout onboard who had caught her eye. A cute-as-a-button, curly-red-haired, twenty-something teacher ('Sherri') who stood almost as short as yours truly but sported a collection of curves even a bit more impressive than Calla's.

Then when Calla put in my head the idea of me and Sherri acting out that certain fantasy of mine, needless to say I was smitten at the thought. And wound up playing with myself to the idea of which during our second day at sea. Safely alone in our cabin while Calla was off at the onboard casino.

As I was laying in my bed in Suite 425 and masturbating to the mental image of Sherri laying in Calla's bed beside me and masturbating herself. To the sight of me doing likewise for her. To the sight of her doing likewise for me.

My secret that I didn't want Calla finding out about. The fact that I sometimes watch pornos featuring women going solo on themselves. While I masturbate along myself. And fantasize about me and the woman on-screen masturbating together in-person instead. So I guess it's fair to say that I have a girls-only mutual-masturbation fetish.

And Sherri was perfect for fantasizing about like that. For a couple of different reasons. And not the least of which being the fact that I had already seen her clad in just a bikini. The sight of which had let me know that her Kardashian-like body was every bit as firm and taut as it was curvy. And just as firm, taught and curvy a certain place around back as she was a certain place up front as well.

So I dressed her in just a bikini in my fantasy too. Same as I dressed myself as well. And had us laying on our sides in our respective beds facing each other with a hand apiece shoved down the front of our bottoms. Where we were neither being shy about the fact that we were playing with ourselves down there. But in a somewhat teasing manner as we remained clothed in our bikinis while doing so.

Then Calla made an appearance in that fantasy of mine. Totally out of the blue. She was suddenly standing by the door and watching as me and Sherri were masturbating together.

But I couldn't stop. Not even then. Calla had so managed to manipulate my thoughts by that point that I even found myself capable of the previously unthinkable: Incorporating my very own daughter into a fantasy sequence of mine.

Where she wound up masturbating herself to the sight of me and Sherri doing likewise in-tandem right in front of each other. But Sherri and I simply continued with what we were doing even then in response.

Until Sherri gave herself an orgasm. Which was soon followed by Calla doing the same. But those just happened in my fantasy. The orgasm I experienced then happened in real life. And it was due at least in part to the thought of Calla being unashamed to get herself off in my presence.

All of which I tried keeping from her of course. But something akin to Daughter's Intuition kicked in and she was able to figure everything out by later on that very evening. And I do mean everything. Even the way I had masturbated to the point of orgasm while indulging in a fantasy sequence involving her.

And I learned in-turn that Calla had a specific reason for wanting to seduce her very own mother in the first place. But she wasn't yet ready to share with me what it was however.

But I suppose I was putty in her hands by then either way. Of course I tried to resist the inevitable. But Calla lead me along and loosened my inhibitions to the point where she convinced me to play-pretend walking in on her taking a shower. And my only demand in response was making her call me, 'Mommy' for the rest of the night.

Then I entered our cabin's bathroom like I had agreed to and watched for a bit as Calla stood in the shower with her back turned to me while bathing herself. Before she started touching herself instead. Touching herself like that. Still with her back turned to me but, by then, bent over at the waist with her legs spread apart enough to let me see how she was playing with her pussy. While she knew full-well that I was standing right behind her and taking in the show.

The sight of which hypnotized me in a way. And made me feel like getting naked also myself. Which I then did without thinking.

Same as I then began to mimic Calla's certain actions too. Without thinking. And it wasn't long before I let out a moan of pleasure in response. At the way I was playing with my pussy to the sight of Calla playing with hers. And Calla heard that moan and spun around to see what was going on behind her.

Which marked our first time ever seeing one another completely naked. And there I was masturbating at the same time too. For her. For my daughter. And by then specifically to the sight of her full-frontal.

Then Calla invited me to join her in the shower so we could masturbate together in-tandem while facing each other instead. Just like I had always fantasized about doing with another girl before. But never with my daughter of course. Yet I was in some kind of trance by then so...

I stepped into the shower like she asked and first soaked my body from head to toe. Then I backed up against the wall opposite where Calla was standing only a couple of feet away and...

We began by feeling up our breasts in front of each other. While playing with our nipples at the same time too. And talking about how shocked all of our fellow passengers would be to learn of what the mother and daughter in Suite 425 were doing together just then. Which officially became mutual masturbation when I couldn't resist the urge to follow Calla's lead once she started playing with her clit instead.

Then we had a little contest of sorts to see how full we could fill our pussies in front of each other. And a bit to my surprise, Calla was even able to follow my lead once I showed her how I could take the full-length of three of my fingers. Like mother like daughter I suppose.

And that's how we got ourselves off together. For the first time that night anyway. Facing each other naked and soaking wet in our shower stall with three fingers apiece shoved up our pussies.

And I came first. But not until Calla said she was right on the verge of cumming herself. Which pushed me over the edge and gave me an orgasm right then and there. And which caused Calla to orgasm herself in response too. At the sights and sounds of her 'Mommy' getting herself fully off right in front of her.

Then we kissed. And decided to continue.

And soon after which Calla talked me into letting us use our hands on each other instead of just on ourselves. But not until we first took turns kneeling in front of one another to familiarize ourselves with each other's certain anatomy.

And the next thing I knew I was letting Calla touch me down there. By then standing with my hands braced against the shower wall in front of me while Calla was positioned directly behind me. With her pussy pressed flush against my ass. And with her breasts pressed flush against my back. While she was reaching around my body and playing with her mother's clit.

Then I asked Calla again why she had decided to seduce her Mommy in the first place. But I was rebuked again too. She would only say that it had to do with a fantasy of hers that she didn't want me knowing about, "until tomorrow."

Then she changed the subject by moving a pair of fingers from her free hand to my Venus mound. And asked me if I wanted her to make me feel good where it had hurt when I gave birth to her. And which I certainly did by then.

So she slid those two fingers of hers all the way home. While still playing with my clit at the same time too. And shoved me chest-first up against the wall. And wedged a thigh between my legs to hold me in place. As she began to piston those two fingers in and out of my pussy over and over.

And that's how I got off for the second time that night. With Calla by then using her thigh to make me ride that wall up and down she had me pressed chest-first up against. While she was reaching around my body with both her hands and banging my pussy with two of her fingers while using another to play with my clit. Until I lost all control and came all over both of those hands down there.

And not just that. The orgasm I had then was quite possibly the single most intense one I had ever experienced before.

So I was in no position to deny the request that Calla made afterwards. Not after she had just gotten me off like I had never gotten off before.

Seems she had so enjoyed rubbing her womanhood against my tush while working to get me off that she wanted to get off herself just like that. By humping my ass until it made her cum. Just not in the shower but out in our cabin itself instead.

Where she made me lay down on the floor on my tummy with my ass at her disposal. And explained to me that I deserved what I had coming because, "this is incest and Mommy needs to be punished somehow for allowing it to happen."

So I enticed her along by setting my rear in constant motion while remaining in place down on the floor. Which Calla responded to at first by rubbing her little clitty to the sight. Until she decided to straddle my body instead before she laid down directly on top of me. And pinned me there to the floor underneath her. With her breasts smashed against my back once again. And with her pussy again pressed flush against my ass.

Where she started humping. Both my cheeks. One at a time. Back and forth. Over and over. Right there on the floor where she had me pinned down. While I simply laid there and let it happen. But only because I deserved it, "for condoning incest between us when I should know better."

Then Calla floated the idea of instead doing to my tits what she was still doing to my ass. But I had to draw the line somewhere however. Or so I tried anyway.

Undeterred however, Calla promised to only give my tits a minimal amount of humping before her plan was to roll me back over again so she could continue humping my ass until it made her cum.

So I agreed and waited for Calla to rise herself up before I rolled over onto my back instead. Then straddling my body on her knees just above my chest, she moved her hands to her privates and used fingers from both to pry her pussy wide open. So she could show me her clit. Or rather how engorged it was by then.

Then my nipples became Calla's target. But just for the purpose of having something to rub her little clitty against. Back and forth between them both. And which I deemed to be, "almost desecration for doing that to your Mommy right there where she used to feed you from."

So Calla instead plopped herself down fully on top of my left breast, smothered it with her womanhood and began bouncing up and down on it. Hard. So hard in fact that my nipple was made to start jutting an inch or two inside of her pussy with every downward bounce. And when I tried to object, I was informed that my breasts were then Calla's to use for pleasure instead of nourishment, "now that you've let me talk you into committing incest with me."

Then Calla switched tits and began humping my right one instead. And I began masturbating anew at the sight. I just couldn't help it. Watching Calla having her way with my perky pair of B-cups had turned me on yet again.

Then I got caught when Calla glanced back behind her body and saw me pleasuring myself with both my hands and, "Bad Mommy! Masturbating while I'm desecrating you like this!"

But I couldn't stop. Not even when Calla threatened to hump my face instead if I didn't. All I could do in reply was forbid her from doing as she said. Otherwise I kept right on playing with my clit while fingering my pussy at the same time too. As Calla kept right on humping my tits.

Until I was told to either, "stop masturbating," or she was going to do as she had said. But I continued playing with myself and told Calla, "I can't help it," when she asked why I wasn't stopping.

And that's when she switched positions and pressed her clean-shaven Venus mound flush to my face instead. And started rubbing the one against the other. Up and down. Over and over.

While I continued masturbating still. But with my eyes closed by then. And with a pair of my fingers penetrating my pussy. With a third remaining at play with my clit. While my daughter was humping my face.

Until I came for the third time that evening. Which made me scream in delight. And which Calla took as her cue to shove her womanhood in my mouth. Right where I wanted it by then. So I could suck on her pussy with reckless abandon while I rode out my orgasm.

And also so I could taste her salty-sweet cum when I made her orgasm herself. Right in my mouth.

*

So Calla and I wound up on our backs down on the carpet side by side and, at first, struggled for a bit just to catch our breaths.

Then we caught each other's eye and a sudden burst of shame overcame my entire being. Shame that I had allowed everything to spiral so far out of control. Shame that I had gone along with crossing that certain line I would never before believed myself capable of crossing.

Regardless of the fact that Calla had been the one to initiate things between us even. That didn't matter. I knew I should have refused to go along any further once I realized what her ultimate goal truly was.

But then she smiled at me. And I mean an honest to goodness smile that just projected joy and nothing else. Which melted my heart regardless of the circumstances. So I couldn't help but smile back in reply.

Then Calla said, "I think another kiss might be in order now Mommy."

And I thought maybe so too. But, "Not until you come clean about everything first," I decided. "I think I deserve to know by now what possessed you to seduce your Mommy in the first place."

Which Calla thought over for a bit before, "I just realized something," she said. "You've gotten off three times tonight but I've only gotten off twice."

And that didn't count the orgasm I had given myself earlier that afternoon either. Still though, "What's your point?" I asked.

But I should have known. "Help me get off for a third time tonight myself and I'll tell you everything while you're working to get me there."

Which actually made me laugh. At the sheer absurdity of Calla's request that is. I mean there was my daughter asking me for a sexual favor in return for telling me why she had decided to seduce me in the first place. It was just such a surreal scene. Especially considering the way we were laying naked together on the floor of a cruise ship cabin and still breathing a bit heavy after having just given each other multiple orgasms apiece.

Then Calla laughed too and everything seemed right with the world somehow. But it was almost midnight by then. And remember that our ship was anchored just off-shore from our lone port-of-call where we would be docking just after sun-up. All of which I reminded Calla about then and...

"It's okay," she replied. "This will be it for the night. I promise. Then we can hit the hay and still be ready to go ashore in the morning."

But not until I made something clear first. "This is it period. Everything ends between us for good once I do this one last thing. We absolutely cannot continue behaving like this together."

"Just for the rest of our cruise," Calla shot back. "It's only two more nights. Then we can write the whole thing off as a bout of cabin-fever. You know. One that overcame us both and made us behave in ways we never would have otherwise."

Easier said than done of course. But the dye was already cast by then regardless. Calla and I would be spending the next two nights together in close quarters either way. And I realized the temptation would be too much for us either to resist after everything that had happened between us already.

"This doesn't leave this room," I declared. "None of this. It's just a simple bout of cabin-fever like you said. So we don't even need to talk about any of this once our cruise is over."

Without a word Calla stretched, rose to her feet, turned her back to me and took a couple steps towards the center of the room. Then she peered back over her shoulder at where I was laying and, "Does Mommy like my ass?" she purred out. "Does Mommy think it's sexy?"

So I gave it a look and nodded my head 'yes' in reply. I mean there's no denying the fact that the ass in question is perfectly proportioned and sculpted firm and taut to the max. It just so happens to belong to my daughter is all.