I'm a mid-forties happily married mother of two girls, eighteen and twenty. I also have a secret naughty side to me that neither my kids or my hubby have any clue about. I've found an outlet for my sluty nature here, writing stories. Some are real, some just figments of my imagination, and some a mixture of both.
One thing I recently discovered with the onslaught of the pandemic, was sexting. Losing my job because of that nasty bug gave me a lot of free time and I soon found myself playing online games, chatting, and making new friends - online, that is. Not much of a social life, but at least you can't get sick and die chatting online. So, I have made the best of the 'suckie' new world we've all been thrust into.
One surprise was that many girls I met online were just as kinky, if not more so, as me. I also never thought that I would meet so many bi and lesbian girls. Like I said earlier, I'm married, but I'm also bi. I'm really attracted to women, though my hubby and kids don't know about that dark side of me either.
One of my new kinky online lesbian girlfriends has a thing for incest. She keeps asking me if I've ever had impure thoughts about my own daughters. So, here's where I need to confess that, I do like to read incest stories, and even watch incest porn videos. But I'd never thought of my own kids that way, that is, until she planted a seed in my naughty brain.
Kelly is my younger daughter, she'll be graduating from high school soon. Then, she'll attend the same community college as her older sister, Erin, and transfer to U of H after a couple years, also like her sister. Kelly is blond, about my height (I'm five, six) and she inherited her mother's big boobs genes (I'm 36D, she's 36C, but still growing, I think).
Erin, on the other hand, is a brunette, tall, and skinny as a string bean. She's almost six feet, but only wears a 34B bra and often doesn't wear a bra at all. Poor thing doesn't need to. Although both girls are beautiful, I've always thought Erin could be a model if she put her mind to it. But, she has no interest in such things, preferring math and science in school. My guess is she'll end up a professor at some big university one day.
So recently, after my kinky new friend kept harping on whether or not I had the hots for my kids, I found myself looking out the window one swelteringly hot summer day and watching them in their bikinis sunning by the pool; noticing their lithe young bodies, as if, for the first time. I was shocked to find myself getting aroused. Both girls were sunbathing topless - something I do all the time. Like mother, like daughters.
On impulse, I was inspired to join them. My heart started racing at the thought of being nearly naked with my two beautiful girls. I quickly changed into my skimpiest bikini, grabbed a beach towel and suntan lotion and headed out to the pool.
"Hey girls, mind if your old mom joins you?"
"Oh hi mom," Erin said.
"You're not old, mom," Kelly added. (Kelly instantly became my favorite kid...hehe)
I draped my towel over a chaise lounge next to Kelly's lounge and adjusted it to lie flat. I sat, removed my top, and applied lotion to my legs and arms and tummy and chest.
"Who wants to do my back?" I asked.
"I will mom," Erin said as I rolled over onto my tummy.
"Ouuu, feel free to massage my back, you're so good at that, Erin" I suggested. "Oh, yes, that feels so good."
Indeed, Erin does seem to have a gift when it comes to massaging sore muscles. She hasn't had any training. Though, she did say she Googled it once after I complimented her on her technique.
"You seem to get better and better each time you massage my back, girl," I said.
"I've been researching it. I think I might like to become a massage therapist. Get certified, maybe start my own business," Erin told me.
"As long as your Mom gets a discount," I said with a giggle.
"Oh Mom..."
"Hey, me, too," Kelly chimed in. "I'm next, as soon as you finish Mom."
Erin applied more lotion to my lower back and massaged my butt muscles, too.
"Oh, Erin, you're sending shivers up my spine. Don't forget my legs, honey," I said.
She began massaging my feet, then slowly worked up to my calf muscles, using the suntan lotion as if it were massage oil. I felt her marvelous fingers transition up to my thighs as she began working the large muscles there. Another wave of tingles spread through my body, but this time the delicious feelings seemed to concentrate more between my legs. I realized my daughter was making me moist. I moaned.
"You like that, huh, Mom?"
"I do. I'll give you just two hours to quit that," I said and laughed.
Without thinking, I squirmed on the chase lounge a bit and ended up spreading my legs a little more, giving Erin better access to my inner thighs, which her talented fingers were working on just then. She was pressing her fingers on my inner thighs and pushing up my legs to my butt cheeks, then curving up and around over my ass cheeks and back down the outside of my legs. It felt marvelous. Then, she would do it again, and again. I was in heaven.
On one such cycle, however, her fingertips went a bit high up my thigh and pressed into my crouch, i.e., my bikini clad pussy. I yelped a bit, in a good way.
"Sorry, Mom."
"Oh, that's okay, it felt really nice, actually. Feel free to do it again," I whispered.
"Really? Okay, if you insist," Erin said, sounding a bit edgy.
I felt her hands and fingertips begin to stroke up my inner thighs again and when they reached the top, they pressed quite intentionally into my now very wet bikini covered pussy. My hips spontaneously squirmed as her fingers lingered for just a brief moment before moving upward again. I moaned again, only louder and longer.
"Geez Mom, you're sounding like a bitch in heat," Kelly said, laughing hysterically.
On the next stroke up my thighs, Erin's fingers again pressed into the crouch of my suit and started rubbing in little circles. As she was about to move them away, I reached around and grabbed her wrist.
"No," I said, panting slightly, "keep massaging me there." I pleaded.
I spread my legs wide and my hips began to undulate on Erin's fingers. I was breathing heavily and moaning even louder.
"Oh yes, Erin, just like that," I said, with a big sigh.
"Mmmm, you really like that Mom? Getting turned on are we?" Erin said with a giggle. "Your bikini bottom is soaked through, maybe I should just pull it off for you, what d'ya think?"
"Oh god, yes, honey," I said, sounding like a total slut in front of my kids.
"Holy shit, Erin, what are you doing to Mom over there?" Kelly said, sitting up to look at what we were up to.
As Kelly watched, Erin pulled the strings of my bikini and tugged the skimpy bottom away, leaving my pussy fully exposed.
"Fuck, Mom, you're so wet, you're dripping," Erin exclaimed, as I felt her slender fingers separating my rather large wrinkled pink lips and slipping her fingers into the slippery warm cleft of my pussy. My hips involuntarily began undulating on her fingers, urging her onward.
"Oh god, that feels so good honey. I want your fingers inside me, please honey, make your mommy cum," I begged, panting.
