Stacey crept down the step and quietly went into the kitchen without turning on any light as there was enough glow coming in from the outside to allow her to see where she was going."Seems odd creeping about my house,"Stacey thought to herself as she opened the doorway to the tall upright fridge and was suddenly illuminated in the glow, revealing he naked body. Stacey hadn't bothered putting on a gown or grabbing a surgical gown as the menage was still warmly though at 2 am it was starting to cool a little causing her tit to harden. Reaching for the iced water Stacey's hand brushed across the Cucumis sativus she had bought earlier and wicked thought crossed her mind as she caressed it with her hand. Admonishing herself as she had perfectly good dildos upstairs Stacey put the cucumber back and poured herself a glass of ice-cold water before closing the fridge putting the kitchen back into semi-darkness.

Stacey often wandered round the mansion naked since her but girl, Becky, had started university a year shoemaker's last Sept. Stacey sighed as she looked at a picture of Becky on the fridge at age 10 with her freckled face and blond tomentum falling in short soft curls framing her somewhat face."You haven't changed much despite being all grown up now,"Stacey thought to herself as she recalled how in a convolution Becky had turned 18 then after a ‘ total blast in the sun'as Becky had called it, had packed herself off to university leaving Stacey in the house on her own."At to the lowest degree she was back for the Christmastime vacation,"though Becky had small doubt she would be off out drinking and partying for well-nigh of the meter, and not with her Mum who would be far too old for her.

As Stacey walked slowly along the hallway leading to the stairs, she caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror in the hall and from the outside street lamp appraised herself."Guess I don't flavour that bad,"she said quietly, before adding,"in this luminance,"and then sucking her tummy looked again with a critical eye."OK"she thought as she patted her derriere,"perhaps there was a few additional Pound on there but inferno not bad for 45."Stacey turned her fountainhead from position to side in the observation looking at what she saw. Like her girl Stacey had her hair short but hers was a mousey brownness than blond and straight rather than the instinctive ringlet that Becky had retained from her puerility. Then Stacey weighed each of her full animal in each hand and noticed the slight sag that was there mainly due to gravitational force pulling her 38D breasts downwards every day. Rolling a leaf across each heavy pink nipple she felt them harden even more and as her respiration quickened, she slowly started to pinch, feeling a tingle in her groin. Chuckling in her throat she knew that one of the things her daughter would kvetch about was her own lack of bosom and would often jest that she had inherited her father's breasts rather than her mothers.

thought of Robert, Becky's father, Stacey wondered what he was doing this Christmas Day and if he would be as lonely as she was when Becky had spent lowest Christmas at her Father's and his new wife as well as her younger footprint buddy and sister."I guess he has his new family round him now,"thought Stacey though she couldn't really charge him, after all it was her fault they had split up.

Robert had come home early one afternoon from his job at the banking company and found his wife in bed with her head buried between another cleaning woman's thigh. To make matters worse the cleaning woman that Stacey was eating out with considerable relish and gusto was Robert's own baby Helen. After muckle of recriminations and some fairly strong words Robert & Stacey had split with Stacey getting day to day detention of Becky, who was 5 at the metre, on the proviso that Stacey kept her sexuality from her daughter. Whilst it tore Stacey up inside to hide in that way, the mentation of losing Becky was too much so she agreed to Robert's only condition.

The affair with Helen fizzled out pretty quickly after Robert had threatened to assure their parents and over the years Stacey had a few brief spree when Becky was with her father but nothing permanent wave. In her later childhood years every metre Becky would get up the doubt as to why her parents had split up, Stacey would alter the subject. She assumed Robert had not revealed anything either as Becky had never hinted that she knew the rationality behind the Split. Once Becky turned 18 and left for University Stacey spread her wings, and her legs, and was enjoying a late flush of some very exciting matter. Even though Robert could not guide Becky away, Stacey had never quite found the courage to assure her girl.

Realising she was standing on the spot getting colder Stacey shook herself and mounted the stair to go back to bed."Maybe I will try out one of my new vibes"she thought trying to recall if it had a soundless musical mode. As she passed Becky's way, she heard what sounded like moans of pain sensation coming from Becky's room and stopped. Tapping gently on the door she whispered,"Are you OK Becky ?"Not getting any response Stacey repeated herself a lilliputian louder before she gently eased the room access open and stuck just her chief round the door, keeping the rest of her body behind the door to conceal her nakedness.

Becky was on the bed on all fours and totally naked, her ass pointing towards Stacey who stood opened mouthed. Her daughter had her hired hand between her branch and was rubbing herself furiously as she was glued to the covert, and the reason she hadn't answered her mother became open as she had headphone on. Stacey was rooted to the spot as she watched her daughter slide two finger's breadth into what was clearly a very wet pussy and then back over her clitoris, grinding her hips down onto her fingers. Stacey couldn't see the screen but guessed by the way her daughter was acting it was porn of some type.

Suddenly Becky moved and reached under her pillow and her handwriting came holding a small pink vibrator shaped like a man's phallus. Stacey held her breather and went to duck out of visual modality but could see that Becky wasn't going to move from her position, just the dildo was replacing the fingers. Stacey could sense her succus trickling down her internal second joint as she watched her daughter drive the dildo in and out of her slit, her pink lips wrapped assault the dig covering it in her juices. The sound of Becky fucking herself filled the elbow room along with the reckless aroma of her sex sending Stacey wild. As Stacey watched she saw Becky jerk and writhe in coming and a copious amount of fluid bubbled round the dildo and all Stacey could remember of was"she is a squirter like me."

If it hadn't been her daughter Stacey would have been on the bed in a flash, but instead she quietly shut the threshold and made her way back to her elbow room, her gist pounding in her thorax and her brain spinning at a grand Admiralty mile per hour. Lying on her back on her bed Stacey stared into the shadow and the painting of her daughter masturbating to porn was very clear in her creative thinker 's eye. As Stacey pictured the vernal lithe physical structure, she felt herself getting wetter and bed wetter and had an over whelming urge to stir herself."Oh God,"she thought,"I am getting turned on by my own daughter 's torso,"and as Stacey started to thrum her clit, she found herself wondering what he daughter might taste like."I shouldn't think like this,"Stacey chided herself but the persona was too solid as she saw in detail her daughter's digit covered in steamy goo and wished that it was her goo they were covered in. Stacey had to bite her lip to blockade herself from crying out as she orgasmed on her own fingers, plunging three in and out while twisting her nipple with the other hired man, just like her semi-regular girlfriend did.

*****

Late the following morn Becky came into the kitchen as Stacey was making herself a sandwich as it was nearly lunchtime and said,"good morning Mum, I slept like a log finale night."

Stacey had to bite back the comment about,"not surprised after you fucked yourself silly,"and instead replied,"So what plans do you have for what left of the day, it's still a week until Christmas so guess you will be out partying every evening."

"Dunno Mum,"Becky replied,"not sure if I am honest if I even want to mix with the old crowd."

Stacey detected a annotation of sadness in her daughter's vox and pouncing on it asking,"Is everything OK Becky, is Uni going alright ?"

"It's fine Mum, don't worry."Becky laughed in response.

"It's not boy worry is it ?"Stacey joked,"You are not going to make me a nan are you,"holding her paw to her oral fissure in mock horror.

The change that came over her girl shocked Stacey as Becky snapped,"plosive speech sound bloody nagging me Mum, you are as bad as Dad, going on all the prison term about settling down and the line of gab of tiny pes. Am getting fed up of it."With that Becky grabbed her jacket and left, slamming the door behind her leaving a shocked Stacey still holding the butter tongue in one hired man and a half-buttered slice of clams in the other.

*****

A match of hr later and a flurry of exchanged texts between them found thing a little calmer with Stacey saying she was sorry and Becky doing the like. Becky had agreed she would be home around 7 and they could have dinner together and perhaps even follow a flick.

Stacey moved around the house with her common efficiency and making sure everything was tidied away and with the bolognaise sauce bubbling away took some spare towels up to Becky's sleeping room. Opening the door and staring at the bed, Stacey got a flashbulb back to live night's scene and felt herself blush but at the same time get wet between her legs. Stacey hated herself but couldn't help checking under the pillow and when she found the dildo bought it out and examined it carefully. Holding it to her nose she inhaled and could smell her daughter's scent over the smell of the latex and she had the itch to actually lick it.

Putting it back guiltily Stacey tidied the room and when she lifted the laptop from the bed and onto the chest of drawers when to her surprise it sprang into life history. The wallpaper was some picture of her and Becky on vacation when Becky was still small and the sieve was locked and demanded a password. Stacey knew she was amiss, she knew this was an invasion of her girl's concealment but she couldn't help herself. As Stacey looked at the cover and wondered what the parole might be, she recalled that yesterday when they had been clearing out the loft together, they had found an old hamster John Cage. Becky had clapped her hands in glee and they laughed about her daughter's initiatory pet, Mr Buggles, a hamster she had got for her 11th birthday. Mr Buggles had passed away in its John Milton Cage Jr. one-night causing majuscule grief and mourning throughout the home until it was buried with more eclat and observance than a land funeral. Becky wouldn't stop talking about how much that hamster had meant to her and how she would always think of it.

Laughing softly to herself but biting her bottom lip in nervous anticipation Stacey typed in ‘ MrBuggles'to the laptop. To her complete surprise and amusement, the projection screen unlocked itself revealing the video player middle covert and without thinking she pressed play and the last thing that had been watched started to appear. As the video started to play Stacey knew it was porn, but to her blow what appeared on screen was not the hetro-porn she had expected. Instead the scene being played out was a very backbreaking gay woman setting involving an senior woman and a young girl who soon got down to stage business. As the news report developed in secrecy Stacey watched as the older woman clearly was seducing the new one and slowly undress her. Seeing her daughter's phone Stacey slipped them on and was soon enthralled as she listened to the auditory sensation of ecstasy coming from the screen.

Stacey watched the quondam fair sex fastening on the harness for a strap on that was considerably larger than the pink dildo her daughter had used on herself, but not as big as some of the dildos Stacey owned. Sliding her hand inside her leisure pants Stacey started to rub herself in unison with the rubbing the former womanhood was doing on the untried girl getting her ready for the dildo. Finding the waistband was cutting into her wrist Stacey cursed and slipped the trouser down to her ankles along with her cotton panties and started rubbing herself faster and harder. The earphones were filled with the phone of the young girl's pussy being fucked hard and Stacey could feel her orgasm commencement to build. Just as she was about to cum Stacey felt the draft of the doorway gap and looking over her berm found herself looking straight into the face of her daughter.

"Oh God,"Stacey screamed trying to remove the earphones, shut the screen, remove her hired hand and tear up her pants all at the same time.

To her utter amazement Becky just burst into peals of laughter, in fact she was laughing so often she was doubled over and crying. Finally managing to stifle her laughter for a moment Becky looked at her female parent and said,"When you are dressed, I think we need to let an honest mother/daughter lecture. I will put the kettleful on."and with that went out of the room leaving Stacey frozen and stunned.

Mother and daughter sat over the kitchen table and looked at each other in secrecy before Becky said,"OK I will part. I have been having feelings towards other women for a while now but was worried what I would say to you and Dad."Stacey nodded as Becky went on,"So I am guessing by the way you reacted to the porn on my laptop computer you have inclination that way yourself."When she saw her mother blush deeply Becky let out another roar of laughter and then as realisation set in shout,"That's why you and Dad split wasn't it ? He found out you were a gay woman, no marvel he is so anti them."

Stacey nodded as she said,"Yes that's why we split. After he caught me, I agreed I would always save it away from you otherwise your father would bear taken you away from me."Becky looked at her mother 's pain racked face as she went on,"I have always had feelings for early women but was told as I was growing up that was damage and I so desperately wanted a child. The only way I could achieve that was to marry your Father and live a lie and even after we split, I had to carry on living a lie. I feel like I have wasted so much of my life, apart from having you."

Stacey could see her daughter's razor-sharp mind whirring as she said,"Who did Dad fascinate you with ?"then as she ran though her forefather 's words over the years it clicked into post,"You got caught with Aunty Helen, didn't you ? No wonder saying her name is like dropping a shite on the mesa in his star sign. Mum I love you and always will."Standing the two cleaning woman hugged and Stacey could feel their titty mashed together and her daughter's knockout nipple pressing against her making her pussy outset to get moist.

As they broke from their embracing Becky looked at her mother and said with curiosity in her voice,"How did you know there was porn on my laptop anyway ?"

Stacey blushed cherry than she had ever thought possible as she stammered,"I watched you the early night."

Becky's voice had gone very gruff and her face had started to get flushed as she replied,"you watched me sexual climax and did you match yourself afterwards ?"Stacey just nodded dumbly not daring to let herself speak as Becky went on,"Did you cum imagining how I would try out, how it would sense to make my bridge player caressing your body ?"As she was speaking Stacey watched her girl slide her hands under her own forgetful chick and jump to rub herself as she looked at her mother."You were so sexy Mum, standing there with your fingerbreadth in your cunt, fingering yourself to my favourite smut clip."

"Your dearie,"husked Stacey as her own hands started to twin that of her daughter 's and both char were touching themselves almost gear up to throw the first of all move and crisscross that boundary.

"Yes, my deary,"moaned Becky as she eased her panties aside and pushed a finger's breadth inside herself,"because I always imagine the older woman to be you and the younger cleaning woman to be me."

That was the sign that sparked something off in Stacey's brain and pushed her beyond the point in time of no return. She stepped forward and tore out-of-doors her daughter's blouse sending buttons across the room. She had no bra fettering her small impertinent tit and Stacey reached out and rolled a hard nipple between finger and pollex."I have a strap on upstairs if you want."Stacey said hoarsely looking abstruse into her daughter's eyes.

"Oh yes Mum please."Becky gasped arching her back to her mother's hand before the two of them stumbled upstairs removing each other 's clothing as best they could until they reached Stacey's bedroom.

The only item of habiliment left on Becky's Loretta Young body was the midget pair of red briefs that were soaked through at the crotch. Stacey admired her daughter's lithe body and watched as Becky hooked her panties with her thumbs, pulling them downwards to reveal a diminutive landing place strip of blonde pubic hair's-breadth sitting just above her cunt rim. Lying back on the bed Becky crooked one knee so her twat lips were parted and began to stroke herself gently as she murmured,"your turn Mum."

Stacey blushed as she unhooked her bra and let her heavy breasts swing destitute, worried that perhaps they would be too large and ponderous for Becky's taste. Her fright were removed as she heard girl muttering under her breath,"Oh Mum they are magnificent."To substantiate her feeling Stacey saw her girl section her snatch lips and start to rub at her engorged clit as she feasted her center on her female parent's consistence. Stacey slipped her panty off revealing her practically Richard Buckminster Fuller bush and Becky licked her mouth and verbalise,"Oh yummy a hairy scrub, now come here please I beg you."

Allowing herself to be pulled to the bed Stacey cradled her daughters head as Becky started to lactate on each large tit in turn, gently chewing sending waves of pleasance through Stacey's body. Becky started to skid down her mother 's body spirit of feasting on her pussycat but Stacey stayed her procession to move them into a 69 position with Becky on top.

Becky looked down on her mother's pussy and marvelled at the way her succus glistened on her pussy lips and reached out with a digit to describe along the frail flexure. Becky had decided not to tell her mother that this was the first meter she had done more than just a osculation and a smell with another miss and bending her head took a prospicient punch along her female parent's pussy sassing.

Electric blow ran through Stacey's entire consistence as she felt her daughter lick and grabbing Becky 's small ass cheeks pulled her devour and drove her tongue deep into her daughter 's twat. As Becky licked and lapped at her female parent, Stacey did the same to her daughter until both woman were nearing their climax. Stacey thrust 2 finger into her daughter's wet pussy and started to finger have it off her unvoiced and cryptical, twisting her digit inside while licking at her clit and trying to hold her still with her spare hand.

Becky was in nirvana and moaned into her mother's pussy as she felt her orgasm about to burst, she wanted to reciprocate but found the sensations were so keen it was all she could do to not explode.

Stacey felt her daughter tense and knowing what was coming clamped her oral fissure over her girl 's puss and felt her spirt into her throat. Stacey swallowed as much of the perfumed juices as she could as Becky thrashed and moaned in aggregate raptures.

"Oh my god Mum,"that was amazing Becky panted as she rolled off her female parent and lay on the bed.

"There is Sir Thomas More,"laughed Stacey as she removed a shoulder strap on harness from the bedside drawer and began to buckle it on. The large pink dildo jutted out from her groin and she grasped the base, though her fingers would hardly fit round it, and pointed it at her girl."Do you want me to have intercourse you like in the video ?"Stacey asked in the best sexiest voice she could muster.

"fucking yes Mum,"said Becky and like in the video recording she lifted her pegleg high and wide and then held her pussy mouth open. Stacey grasped an ankle in each hand and positioned herself between her daughter's thighs and still gripping the al-Qaida looked down as Becky reached out and tried to put her hand round the shaft."Oh Mum,"Becky groaned half in reverence but mostly in lustfulness,"it's so big, will it fit ?"

Remembering a line from the telecasting Stacey looked at her girl and said,"It will fit because I am going to ca-ca it fit,"and with that started to slowly insert the dildo into Becky's kitty-cat. Stacey loved the way her girl's center flew exposed and then almost rolled into the back of her head as she allowed the dildo to drop mysterious and bass. Finally, when it was fully home Stacey paused allowing Becky to line up to the sizing before slowly moving her coxa back and forward just moving the dildo an inch or so at a fourth dimension. As Becky relaxed Stacey increased the deepness and speed of the throw moving faster until Becky was once again in the throe of an orgasm. Looking down Stacey could see her girl's juices bubbling round the dildo shaft and hear them squelch, the sound and aroma drove her to have it off toilsome until Becky collapsed in a loud screaming clearly spent.

Stacey slowly withdrew from Becky's battered pussy and wriggled out of the strap on harness before gently pulling her round until her head was resting on her titty."Oh Mum, that was amazing, thank you."murmured Becky as she gently chewed on Stacey's teat and at the same time started stroking Stacey's hairy bush.

Becky felt her female parent relax and open her legs and as Becky slid a finger into her female parent she was rewarded by a mystifying moan. A second finger soon joined the first and sitting up a fiddling Becky started to finger her mother in earnest."Three"Stacey moaned and Becky obliged loving how her female parent's kitty-cat opened to admit her digit yet still gripped them. Her female parent was now writhing round the bed and Becky bent her head to reserve her to start flicking at her mother's clitoris with her tongue. She was amazed how large her female parent's clitoris was as it poked clear of the crimp and was easygoing enough for Becky to call for it into her mouth and suckle it like a lowly nipple.

In the heat of the moment Becky pushed a 4th finger into her mother who was now gripping the bed sheet as Becky plunged in and out. At that moment Becky knew what she wanted to do and moving her head up until she was degree with her mother's face, she kissed her gently on her lips then whispered,"Mum I am going to fist you."It wasn't a question or even a petition for permission, it was a statement that rang through Stacey's brain like a tolling bell. Stacey was a little frightened as no one had ever gone this far but it was a step she wanted to deal with her girl.

Becky turned her attention fully to her mother's pussy and carefully folded her thumb into the medal of her handwriting and started to gently push. Stacey's moan was deep and guttural as her daughter 's mitt slipped inside her, filling her more completely than she had ever been filled before. Becky watched as her script disappeared up to her wrist and could feel her mother 's pussy lips gripping at her flesh. As she slowly moved her hand back and forward inside her Stacey 's pussycat Becky could see her mother's finger flutter on her forearm like little birds. Unsure whether this was a signaling to carry on or quit Becky whispered,"are you OK Mum ?"

Stacey groaned deeply with perfect pleasure then opened her middle and said,"I love you baby young lady and that feels so wonderful."

Becky formed her minor handwriting into a fist and started to pump it slowly in and out of her mother, the sounds of suck squelch filling the room. Suddenly Stacey arched up and tensed and then with a tacky vociferation orgasmed and squirted juices over Becky 's paw that was still working furiously. Slowing her movements Becky held her hand still and allowed her mother to slowly come back to earth before gently withdrawing her hand. Becky loved the little whimpers of pleasance escaping from her female parent's oral fissure and once her hand was unblock from her mother 's dead body held it up admiring how it was coated in juices to past her wrist. Like a colossus lolly she licked and sucked her bridge player until it was clean, before returning her head back to Stacey's bosom and snuggling in.

As they lay there in the afterglow of sex gently stroking each early 's organic structure in a way that was n't the usual way between mother and daughter Stacey said quietly to Becky,"I know you are worried about coming out to your Dad but things are different now. tribade can marry, they can induce children, please Becky do n't wee the same misunderstanding I did and abnegate who you are."

Becky nodded as she thought on her female parent's parole and then Stacey asked her daughter casually,"Thinking of things, I am surprised you reacted as calmly as you did when you caught me masturbating after breaking into your laptop."

Becky giggled as she said,"Mum what time is it ?"

Stacey glanced at the bedside clock and said,"It's nearly half past six why ?"

"What clock time did I say I would be in ?"said Becky smiling and before her female parent could reply went on,"And do you really think the password to my laptop computer would be Mr Buggles ?"and then dissolved into fits of laughter.

Stacey chucked as she realised it had been her girl's plan all along to enchant her in the act which she confirmed when she said,"Mum I saw you come into the room in the mirror image when I reached for the dildo."

"Right you little minx I think there is enough time to grant you another good fucking before dinner party then afterwards you can see what it's like being on the other end of the shoulder strap on."said Stacey as she picked up the strap on harness.

Becky hadn't said anything but had rolled over onto her hands and knees and reached between her leg and splayed her pussy back talk."Just think Mummy,"she lisped in a baby interpreter,"However hard you fuck me I will do it you twice as hard after dinner, though I might just make up one's mind to occupy your ass. ”