Mom's and Daughter's Sex Acts

As I mentioned in Part 9, Jane, mom, and I continued our sexual relationship together for quite some time. In the early years of the three some get togethers we managed it quite easily as Christine was a baby and for the first couple of years, really unaware of anything going on between Jane my mom, and myself. But by the time that Christine was turning three, both mom and I thought that it would be better for me to start sleeping in my old room again as to not raise any kind of suspicion or questions in her. We wanted for her to have what appeared to be as normal of a family setting and life as possible. Jane's time with us also changed when we were together and how often.

Things were going along pretty smooth for the first five or six years. Mom, Jane, and myself made as much time with each other and together as possible. Although it was much less than in previous years, we made it work. During those times that get togethers just were not possible, we enjoyed long and intense masturbation sessions alone. One of the things that Jane, mom, and myself did do, was to each masturbate on cam together using headphones with a mic. This seemed to help a lot during the dry spells of getting together. It actually became very arousing and erotic watching each other having sex with ourselves while watching each other doing the same. Of course mom in her room and me in my room had to stifle our moaning and orgasms to not be heard by Christine, where Jane didn't and could be as loud and wild with herself as she wanted. Damn, she could really get herself off. Most often when we could have a three some Christine would either be at a friends house on a sleep over or at my friends house, who still had no idea about mom and my relationship.

Over time, Jane's practice grew very large and it seemed that she often would have to go out of town for Professional Meetings and training. As a result, we saw Jane a lot less. But when we did, the sex was as great as ever.

Also over time, mom began to experience female problems that caused her a lot of pain and uncontrollable bleeding. Many times she would have her period for several days or weeks even. Mom finally made an appointment with Jane, and after a lot of testing, it was determined that mom had Fibroid tumors and was going to require a complete hysterectomy to get rid of them. During this time, mom pretty much lost interest in any kind of sex and I understood. I was more concerned for her health and her life. After the hysterectomy mom went on hormones which didn't do a lot for her mood or sexual desire. So, as a result sex between mom and I became very seldom, and my hand and toys really got a workout almost nightly.

Jane and I still found time together when we could, or played on cam together but sadly the three somes ended. Although my incredible mom gave her blessings to me and Jane to continue and enjoy ourselves. My mom was only in her fifties when this all happened.

And so time continued on. Christine was getting older and my business had expanded. Mom was doing better and her business was doing well. Mom had decided that she was wanting to retire and move to Florida in a retirement community, even though she was only fiftyfour. She decided that she would sell her business and did for a very nice profit. She told me that the house we lived in was paid for and she gave it to me and Christine to continue to live in. Mom found a really nice retirement community, packed her belongings, and made the move. This was the first time that I had not lived in the same place as my mother in my entire life, and I was now thirtysix and Christine was sixteen. Mom and I kept in constant contact with each other either on the phone or email. And so, this new part of my life began.

Jane and I did see each other now and then, but both of our lives were much different now than it had been. Mom visited here quite often as did Christine and I visit her as much as we could.

My life at this point was pretty much focused on Christine and my business. Christine was a beautiful and smart young woman and before I realized it, she was eighteen. It was nice having a daughter that was eighteen and only being thirty-eight myself. Christine reminded me a lot of myself at her age. Our young lives seemed to parallel each other's a lot. Since it was her and I only in the house, we both usually laid around in the living room watching television in our tshirts and panties. Sometimes, I noticed that all she had on was a tshirt, and that was fine with me. Watching her lay on the floor much as I had at her age, with her pretty little ass and pussy on view certainly was a bit distracting and I must admit, arousing. But the thing that really sparked my interest and arousal was when I noticed that as she laid on her tummy, she had slid a hand under her tummy and was rubbing her pussy grinding slightly against her hand. This was the same ploy that I used to get mom to notice me and I had to wonder if she was doing the same to me. I was really getting aroused watching her and I could feel the wetness of my pussy. I was so horny everyday, and this was only adding to my frustration. As I lay there watching, I slipped my panties down and off and slid them under the couch cushion.

I touched myself between my legs and I was soaked. I figured that I would try to push things along a bit. I could see that her pussy was wet. So I asked Christine if she would mind coming up on the couch and cuddling in my arms like she use to. I could use some good cuddling time. Christine agreed she would, and as she came to the couch I held my arms out for her to lay in my arms just like old times. As she started to lay down on top of me I saw that her eyes got a good glimpse of my pussy. I moved under her so that her left thigh was between my legs and her thigh against my pussy. I positioned my left leg in the same fashion on her. I could feel her wetness on my thigh and I knew that she could feel mine on hers. I could also feel her heart beating very hard and her breathing seemed a little labored.

I wrapped my arms around her back holding her close against me as I very tenderly and softly rubbed up and down the back of her neck. It didn't take long before I could feel her pressing her pussy a bit harder against my thigh and slowly rubbing herself against my thigh. I knew now that she was as horny as I was and I started pressing back into her as well.

As our movement against each others body continued I slid one hand down to her butt cheeks kneading them with my hand all the while pulling her tighter against me. Both of our movements and grinding against each other increased gaining speed. Our breathing was heavy and as our eyes met so did our lips. We kissed, a mutual kiss, and as my mouth opened her tongue found it's way inside my mouth caressing my tongue. Just as my mom and I had sex on this couch over twenty years ago, so was my daughter and I.

This moment was almost like watching a video of my mom and I. There was no doubt in my mind that Christine was as much into this as I was and that she wanted this as much as me. Our moans were loud. We both were rubbing our wet pussy's and clits against each other as hard as we could until we both came, soaking each other with our pussy juice. After we calmed back down and our breathing became normal again, we started to talk and I wanted to know if she was okay with what had happened. Just as my mom had the first time with me. Christine was fine, and told me that she has known for some time that she is a lesbian and she always fantasized about me when she masturbated. A confession all to familiar in my mind. I asked Christine if she would like to sleep in my bed with me and if she would like for us to continue having sex with each other going forward and she said yes. And so, I took Christine by the hand and lead her to my bed. And with this, Christine and I began what was now the fourth generation of mothers and daughters having sex with each other in our family.

By the time we reached my bed, we both had removed out tshirts and I pushed her back onto the bed. I then dove face first between her thighs licking and sucking on her pussy and clit. Just like me, she had a large clitand she obviously loved it sucked. I sucked her clit until she came squirting her sweet pussy juice all over my face and mouth. She tasted so fucking good and screamed loudly as I continued sucking on her until she orgasmed multiple times. I then licked my way up to her gorgeous tits sucking them until she rolled me over onto my back and ate me so good causing me to have multiple orgasms myself. It was obvious to me that she was not new to eating pussy. Later she revealed to me that she and her best friend had been sexually active with each other for quite some time.

And so, Christine and I continued our sex life together and she usually slept in my bed with me at night unless we had company. Just as mom and I had done. This life of mine could not have been scripted any better than it has been.

Christine and my adventures have only gotten better over the years as has our life together. You just never know what the next chapter may reveal as we move forward.