The continuing story of Mary Houghton a married middle-aged woman and the exploration of her sexuality. How she copes with finding her true self, and how she deals with her husband and 3 children. How she finally came to accept who she really is.
There is no underage sex as per Lit policy and guidelines.
This is an original work of fiction by the author, and nobody is real.
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***WARNING***
This story contains Mother/Daughter and sister/sister incest if that offends you then 'look away now'.
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Mary looked across the table at her eldest daughter she knew or thought she knew what had happened that afternoon. Even now reliving the experience her core began to leak, and she shifted in her chair. Looking at her daughter, she began to speak, "You do know that what happened between you and Jennifer when you first consummated your relationship, was illegal," She told her.
Sally looked at her Mum, "Technically, yes, but it wasn't tacky and I was more than a willing participant," She told her.
"That doesn't matter in the eyes of the law. Best we get our stories straight before we tell your dad, he most likely won't do the maths right away, but at some point, he will and we best have the same answers, including Jennifer," Mary was deadset serious.
"Mum, you have taught me never to lie, no matter what. So we need to find a way to tell Dad so he doesn't ask too many questions," Sally told her Mum. She looked her straight in the eyes and said matter of factly, "I won't lie,"
Mary reached over and hugged her daughter and Sally threw her arms around her Mother, they were in a tight embrace. Sally kissed her neck and nuzzled her ear. I wasn't meant to be overtly sexual but to Mary in her current state, it was. She moaned and pulled her tightly into her and felt her small perky boobs, against her, her nipples erect and stiff, poking into her mother's more ample mammary glands. Mary shuddered slightly as an electric shock ran through her. Sally slowly withdrew from their embrace and held her mum at arm's length.
"I think I just gave you a small climax, didn't I," Sally told her with a smile on her face. As she repositioned herself onto her mother's lap, sitting with her legs apart and facing her. Looking into her eyes she kissed her mum's forehead. She leaned forward and whispered into her mum's ear, "Mum, I enjoyed what happened today. At first, it threw me and I freaked out, but I have had time to think about what happened and how I was feeling deep inside and the more I thought about it," She hesitated, not knowing if she should let her inner desires be known, "I got so aroused, I couldn't believe it, I want to take this further?"
Mary's breathing was coming in fast short spells as her body was screaming out for more but her brain was on guard against such feelings. "No Sally, I can't, honestly sweetheart, I just can't," She then rested her forehead against Sally's chin and instinctively looked down her blouse. Her daughter wasn't wearing a bra. Those perky tits and those nipples told Mary that her daughter was truly aroused.
Raising her head, she wet her lips and made a decision. "I think I will need to take care of myself, but thank you for the offer," Mary told her and kissed her lips.
"I know, I will be too but as a suggestion, why don't you call your friend up, the one who took you to the club today and spend the night with her?" For some reason, she found it too hard to call her mum's friend a girlfriend.
Mary looked at her daughter and wondered where her shy young innocent daughter went. Sally stood up and raised her skirt to reveal a pantyless mound, glistening with excitement. Mary dare not reach out to it for fear of not being able to say no. She knew what would come from it, there were her other children to consider and her husband. Her raw sexual desires had to be contained. And they were.
She looked at the fleeting sight of her daughter's pussy and moved her to one side. "Yes, I just might do that, she did offer to host me for a sleepover," She told her daughter.
"Not sure you'll be getting much sleep," Sally replied, smiling as she said it.
"Oh hush up you, before I lose my nerve. What will Angie say?" She wondered aloud.
"Nothing, because by the time she gets up, you'll be out shopping or something like that," Sally told her mum as she finished her orange tea. "Besides she'll be pestering me for some more details of my love life,"
Mary quickly texted Beth, 'Is the sleepover offer still good?'. Within two minutes her phone rang. Mary answered it as soon as it started to vibrate. She had it on silent in the evenings so as not to annoy anyone who was sleeping. Sally put her cup in the sink and left the room to her mum.
Beth could hardly contain her excitement, "Hell yeah, what happened?" She asked. "I'll tell you once I get there, you're on South Terrace aren't you?" Mary quickly replied.
"Yes. 418 in the Rose Building on the corner of Morphett Street. How long will it take you?" She asked.
"Leaving now so if the traffic isn't too bad, about twenty minutes," Mary told her.