WENDY'S WILD WOMEN'S WET WRESTLING CLUB ch. 02
INCEST: Marsha catches daughters 69ing
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. There are no males in this story. There is some voyeurism and masturbation. This story also includes some sister/sister and mother/daughter(s) sexual activity. If this offends you, please choose another story.
MARSHA'S STORY
Needless to say, after that wild experience at Wendy's house, and seeing the way Wendy and her daughter, and Christine and her daughter, had so much fun with each other, and by sharing with all the other women, I couldn't help but begin to look at my own two adult daughters in a different light.
And, yes, while masturbating thinking about my experiences with Wendy and her Wild Women's Wet Wrestling club, my thoughts, my nasty, dirty thoughts, often shifted to my own two daughters.
When at home in the evenings, or on weekends (when I wasn't playing with Wendy and her women), I would dress sexy, or walk around in just bra and panties, to see how they reacted.
And, I must say, I received plenty of appreciative looks from both my daughters.
And, could I imagine that these were looks of lust as well?
At least I liked to think so.
One day coming home after work, I heard strange sounds coming from their bedroom which was upstairs just down the hall from mine. Curious, I climbed the stairs quietly and finding the door to their bedroom slightly ajar, I peeked in.
The 18 year old, Brenda, was standing by her bed, completely naked, playing with her tits, while Barb, the 19-year old, also completely naked was on her knees before her younger sister eating her out while one hand was masturbating herself and the other hand was playing with Brenda's ass.
Young Brenda's face was flushed, her nipples were an angry red, and fully erect. Goose bumps dotted her arms, and her hips were moving back in forth as she tried to fuck her crotch harder into her sister's loving face.
"Ahhhhh, fuckckck!" Brenda moaned.
Instantly, electric shocks flashed through my body like a bolt of lightning. Tendrils of exquisite, kinky, perverse lusts quickly followed lighting up every cell in my body from the tips of my fingers to the tips of my toes and converging on my pussy with a thunderclap of overwhelming horniness.
If I were any kind of a mother, I should have put a stop to it right then and there. But, then again, they were both over 18, so what's a poor mom to do? Besides isn't this what I've masturbated about ever since I started playing with Wendy and her group? Isn't this (lesbian incest) what I really wanted my daughters to get into?
Yeah, to be honest I wanted to join them right then and there, but they looked so sweet and beautiful, and incredibly erotic, I did not want to disturb them. So, I just stood there and watched, enjoyed the exquisite, erotic beauty of a pair of beautiful, look-alike young girls enjoying sex together . . . and masturbated to it.
Barb stood up, took her younger sister in an embrace and kissed her sweetly on the mouth. Brenda then tongue fucked her older sister to lick up her own sex juices from her sister's mouth.
Barb pushed Brenda down onto the bed and giggling, the two young nymphs wrestled around a bit. They ended up in a 69 with the 18 year old on top. The lewd, liquid, licking sounds of a pair of tongues pleasuring hot, wet pussies assaulted my ears making my own pussy gush in sympathy.
As their youthful bodies begin to thrash against each other, and their moans of
"fuckckck yesssss!"
filled the room, indicating their approaching orgasms, I realized I was getting close to orgasm myself. So not wanting my moaning and stuff to disturb my daughters' enjoyment of each other, I rushed to my own room to finish myself while imagining that I was in there with them.
In my rush to finish myself off, I left my bedroom door open, and not even bothering to take any clothes off, I flopped down on my bed and hand up my skirt I masturbated my cunt and clit through my panties. With my door open I could still hear my daughters' moans, and screams and squeaks of their pleasuring each other. Adding my own orgasmic sounds to their opera of pleasure made me feel like I actually
was
in the same room as them enjoying our three-way mommy-daughter orgasm together.
Needless to say, I couldn't get the thought of my two daughters sexing each other and eating each other out, out of my mind. So, once I was undressed I had to dig out my trusty rabbit and give myself another good fuck before I was ready to shower and head downstairs to fix dinner.
I dressed for work the following morning with the usual heels, hose, and white blouse covering a white bra, and the blouse tucked into the shortest business skirt I had which covered my white panties and not much else.
My daughters were just coming downstairs as I prepared to leave. They were both dressed in T-shirts short enough to show their belly buttons, sneakers, and miniscule skirts short enough that I could see their panties as they descended the stairs.
Barb the oldest one said, "wow, mom. You really look sexy in that red mini skirt."
"Why thank you, Barb." I wriggled my ass a bit with a slight giggle. "I'm glad you like it."
Brenda, talking to Barb, said, "I bet mom has a hot date after work, now don't you mom?"
"Nah. I just wanted to look a little adventurous today."
By this time both daughters had reached the bottom of the stairs and met me at the front door. I gave them both a hug and a chaste kiss on the cheek. "Now, you girls behave, and don't do anything I wouldn't do," I said with a wink and a gentle pat on each of their rumps.
They both giggled and wriggled their asses for me. I gave each of their butts another playful slap just hard enough so that the sexy sound of bare hand on butt reverberated a bit up the stairwell.
"Oh, mommy!" They both said in unison, giggling again
"Knock 'em dead at the office today mom," Barb said as I stepped out the door.
"I'll be back at five," I said.
Before I pulled out of our drive way, I used my cell phone to send both of my daughters the naughty, erotic wrestling video Wendy had sent me. I added the following note:
"A new friend of mine who I met online, sent me this video of her all female wrestling club. Is this hot or what? What do you girls think?"
On the way to work I had pondered the way things had gone so far. My daughters were already enjoying lesbian incest with each other. They had become somewhat flirty with me. Seeing their mom as something sexy was a good start. Now, when they open up their e-mails they'll really have something to think about.
I remained nervous and on pins and needles all day at work, but finally five o'clock came around. As I drove home I remained equally nervous and tingling, wondering if, hoping, that both of my daughters had seen the e-mail I'd sent each of them with the naughty wrestling video—while at the same time fearing that they did, and that it might scare them away and possibly even ruin our family dynamic.
I parked the car in our driveway, took a deep breath, and headed for the front door.
By the time I stepped through the front door I was already wet with anticipation.
The living room was off to the right of the foyer, and our couch sat against the wall which is most visible from the foyer. It was there where my daughters were sitting, and they were the first things I saw (other than the stairwell) when I stepped inside.
My two sweeties were sitting side-by-side on the couch. Barb next to the arm rest, and Brenda snuggled up against her. They were both dressed in matching white T-shirt minis and nothing else. What made it worse (or better) is that they were both sitting in such a way as to be flashing directly at me. Of course, I couldn't help but look right between their creamy white thighs to see their bald little quims winking at me.
So, my little hotties aren't wearing any panties as they flash me.
