This is a work of fiction, all characters are at least 18 years of age. This is a sequel to
Home For The Holidays
, which was a sequel to the
AlumNight
series. Like those, this is mainly lesbian incest; mother/daughter, mother/sister, no men involved.
The Spring semester was almost as hard for Samantha as it was for Jennifer. The Sigma Epsilon Chi initiation rituals in the Fall had meant Samantha got to see Jennifer frequently, which helped reduce the pain of missing her. The rituals also meant that Samantha frequently got to see all of her eldest daughter, as she helped her discover her exhibitionist side. Since Jennifer's first Alumnight, when they dropped all pretenses that their relationship hadn't grown incestuous, Samantha craved her daughter's pussy like an addict. Unfortunately, the only events scheduled that included alumni in the Spring were the Mardi Gras Masquerade and the Spring Formal. Samantha wouldn't mention either to Jennifer, because she didn't want to pressure her in any way, but she certainly hoped Jennifer would ask her to attend.
Fortunately for Samantha, she didn't have to deal with an empty nest just yet; Jennifer's younger sister, Alice, was an 18-year old senior in high school. Even more fortunately, Jennifer and Alice had invited Samantha to join in their incestuous play. In fact, the three of them had agreed that if they were the only ones at home, non-sexual clothing was forbidden. That usually meant that Samantha came home to find her daughter doing homework at the kitchen table, completely naked. Occasionally, she'd come home to find her daughter waiting for her dressed up and ready to play.
Yesterday, Alice was waiting for her in a very short plaid skirt, a too-small button up shirt and some knee-high socks. Alice had her hair up in a pony-tail and her nipples were straining mightily against her shirt. Samantha noticed that Alice's backpack was on the floor, rather than its normal place on the bench by the door. "Young lady, what is the meaning of this? You know your backpack is not to be left in the middle of the floor!"
"I'm sorry, I'll pick it up, Mommy," Alice said before spreading her feet and bending to pick up the backpack, displaying herself lewdly to her Mother. Samantha slipped a finger into Alice's exposed pussy to find it dripping wet.
In her best disapproving voice, Samantha asked, "You are dripping wet, young lady. Have you been thinking naughty thoughts again?"
"Yes, Mommy. I'm sorry."
"Did you touch yourself like a dirty girl while thinking those naughty thoughts?"
"Yes, Mommy. I couldn't help it. Thinking about you made me so horny that I think I would've died if I hadn't touched myself."
Samantha gasped. "You've been thinking about me?! Exactly what kind of naughty thoughts have you been having about your Mother?"
"I've been thinking about how wonderful it feels when you play with my pussy. And how great it tastes when you cum in my mouth."
"Hmm, I see. And did you make yourself cum thinking about me?"
"No, Mommy. I really wanted to, but it's so much better when you do it. It's been really hard holding out, though. I'm so horny for you, Mommy."
"Well, we'll have to do something about that. I can't leave my baby girl suffering, needing to cum. First, though, we have a problem that we need to solve. I'm still fully dressed, and that's not acceptable. If you help Mommy get undressed, we'll see about getting you some relief."
Lacking her sister's patience and flair for the dramatic, Alice unbuttoned her Mother's blouse as fast as she could and unhooked her bra without taking even a moment to appreciate its intricate lace. Samantha's breasts weren't exposed long before Alice covered them with her hands and mouth. Samantha closed her eyes and allowed herself to get lost in the moment, moaning softly as her daughter's kneading, sucking and licking made her nipples as hard as diamond. As the fire spread downward from her nipples, Samantha stroked Alice's hair and said, "I think it's time you took Mommy's skirt off, don't you, baby?"
Alice sunk down to her knees and reached behind Samantha to unzip her skirt. Alice let the skirt fall to the ground unceremoniously, her hands far too busy fondling her Mother's amazing ass to be bothered with a careful disrobing. The position left her face mere inches from Samantha's crotch. Though her Mother may feign disapproval, the smell of her arousal and the very obvious wet spot on her panties betrayed how much she was enjoying the experience. Alice slid Samantha's panties down, then brought them up to her nose and inhaled deeply, before licking the wet spot. "Mommy, you are very wet. You're not thinking naughty thoughts too, are you?"
"Having my sexy daughter that close to my pussy has Mommy thinking about shoving your pretty little face between my legs and putting that mouth to use."
"Do it, Mommy! Use me, but promise me you'll let me make you cum!"
"I promise, baby," Samantha said as she roughly pulled her daughter's face into her pussy, "now eat that fucking pussy and make your Mommy cum!"
Alice ate her Mother's pussy with fervor, gently tugging on her lips, exploring her depths and sucking her throbbing clit. It had only been a couple of weeks since Alice's introduction to the joys of sapphic love, but she was a prodigy. It didn't hurt that she had excellent teachers who were happy to let her practice as much as she wanted.
"Oh fuck, baby girl, your tongue feels so fucking good! You're making Mommy cum!" Samantha's body was wracked with convulsions as her orgasm ripped through her body. Alice was treated to a flood of her Mother's cum, coating her face and filling her mouth. When Samantha caught her breath, she asked, "Was that what you wanted, baby girl? Did you enjoy eating Mommy's pussy?"
"Oh, yes! Thank you, Mommy! Your pussy tastes so good!"
"Come up here and let me taste myself on your lips."
Samantha licked her cum off of Alice's face before kissing her deeply. After a few moments, Samantha broke the kiss to ask, "Is my baby girl still horny? Do you still want your Mommy to play with your pussy? To lick you until you cum on her face?" Breathless with excitement, Alice could only nod. Samantha patted the edge of the table, "Hop up here, baby, and let Mommy eat you out. Lets see if Mommy can make you cum and finally give you some relief."
Alice wasted no time climbing up on the table and spreading her legs. Samantha slid a chair between her legs and slipped a finger deep into her pussy. Samantha was amazed and more than a little flattered at how incredibly wet her daughter was for her. Alice was so aroused that she came as soon as Samantha's tongue touched her clit. "Cumming from one lick? Baby, you stroke your Mommy's ego almost as well as you stroke her pussy! I hope you're this horny tomorrow evening, when it's time to call your sister."
"I definitely will be, Mommy. Just thinking about you gets me horny and seeing your amazing body gets me dripping wet. Add Jenn to the mix and I'm gushing!"
"That's good to hear, baby. I'm sure your sister is looking forward to watching you cum. Speaking of which, I think Mommy needs to make you cum again. I can't leave my baby so horny and needing relief."
Samantha and Alice skipped dinner that evening, preferring to eat each other all night.
As January drew to a close with no word from Jennifer about the Mardi Gras Masquerade, Samantha's mood grew darker. There were countless reasons why Jennifer wouldn't have said anything, but the one that Samantha kept coming to was that her daughter just didn't particularly want her there. It made perfect sense; Jennifer was surrounded by beautiful young women her own age. Why would she settle for her 40-year old Mother, when she had her pick from dozens of gorgeous college-aged girls?
Alice noticed her Samantha's darkening mood. With no idea of the cause, she decided she'd at least take her Mother's mind off of it. Alice's ability to distract can't possibly be overstated. Self-doubt sinks its roots deep, though, and it grew fast when Samantha was alone, devouring her happiness and confidence. Then, the email from Jennifer arrived. It read, "Hey Mom, the Mardi Gras Masquerade is coming up and I'd like to help with the entertainment, and I really want you to be my partner. I've been trying to come up with a theme for us, but I haven't been able to think of anything." Samantha's heart erupted with elation! She wasn't just a holiday fling. Jennifer wanted her there. Jennifer wanted
her
! The email was somewhat coded. There were very few prohibitions about public sex at the masquerade, mainly centered around safety and health issues. The prohibitions were delivered to the sisters in quips like the ban on having sex on tables, "No eating people where people are eating" and the ban on blocking hallways and doors, "If you can't store a box there, don't play with box there." The prohibitions meant that, while there would be some impromptu public sex, most of it would be in relatively private places, like out-of-the-way corners, but there was one exception. In the middle of the main room, there was the stage, and public sex on the stage was very public indeed. When Jennifer's email said, "help with the entertainment", what she meant was that she wanted to have sex on stage. Specifically, she wanted to have sex with Samantha and she wanted all of her sorority sisters to watch them.