Chapter 3
The following day, Noreen did not walk past the pool hall on her way home from school. She walked up to her doorstep, hesitant because she knew her mother would be waiting for her to get home from school. Noreen did not hear her parents argue during the night. She only heard her mother cry into the late hours of the morning.
Charlotte was busy cooking dinner when her daughter came in. They met each other with silent stares.
"Hello, Mom."
"Hello," her mother said, turning her back to place a chicken in the oven.
Noreen sat down at the table wishing her mother would speak with her, so she could apologize for the awful thing that happened the night before.
"Noreen. I've decided to divorce your father," she said as she faced the window. "I don't want you to feel any more guilty about anything than you already feel."
"Oh, Mom. I'm so sorry," Noreen cried, and she ran to hug her mother. They tenderly embraced as Mrs. Bruns spoke.
"For one thing, honey, I should have told you all about sex and reproduction a long time ago."
"That's okay, Mom."
"No, I should have been more open with you. I'm sorry, but it's because I do come from a strict Catholic background. I don't feel comfortable discussing the facts of life with anybody. I wanted to tell you about it when you first started having your menstrual period, but those feelings held me back. I'm sorry that this had to happen to you. You see, when I was your age, something similar happened to me."
"Did you have sex with your father?"
"No, darling. You remember me telling you about your Aunt Penny?"
"Oh, yes. She's the one I never met."
"That's right. She was also my only sister who didn't marry. Noreen, do you know what a lesbian is?"
"No."
"Well, neither did I at your age, in fact I didn't know what lesbianism was until I was much older. But your Aunt Penny is a lesbian. I never showed you any pictures of her, because she dresses like a man. She even slicks her hair back."
"Really?"
"Yes, When I was thirteen, I used to share a room with her. We slept together in the same bed. I didn't know what was going on, but for a while, almost every evening, we did things that lesbians do."
"Like what?"
"Well, a lesbian is a woman who is attracted to other women. They engage in sexual practices together."
Noreen's curiosity was aroused.
"My sister and I used to play with each other's breasts and she would stroke my vagina and bring me to orgasms. I would do the same for her. I knew it was something I had to keep a secret from our parents and our friends. There was a lot of jokes about it and I felt terrible when I had learned what we'd done. The Bible talks about it, and it is a sin."
"Did you like it, Mom?"
"Yes, honey. I always preferred men and eventually found them much more attractive, but your aunt was a beautiful woman, you look very much like her. We were very close then."
Charlotte stroked her daughter's back, feeling the sensuous curve in her long, arched back.
"And as long as we're getting things out in the open, I must tell you that like your father, I have often admired your young beauty. When I was a girl, I never had breasts like yours or as shapely a bottom."
"You have a beautiful figure, Mom. You're the thin type, like all the models."
Noreen reached her hands up to feel her mother's round, firm breasts.
"Your breasts are lovely. Mine may be large, but yours are still full and well shaped. When we took baths together, I often admired the gentle curve they have."
"Thank you, Noreen. But I always wanted large breasts like you and your Aunt Penny have." Charlotte played with her daughter's tits, lifting them from the bottom and then releasing them to watch them bob. She gently leaned her beautiful, oval head, sitting on her tall aristocratic neck down to her daughter's upturned face. Their lips locked in a fiery kiss.
"Honey, I want to have sex with you. Part of it I admit, is that I was jealous of you and your father making it last night. I wanted to take part more than anything."
"Mom, I'm just starting to learn what men and women do to each other. I really wouldn't know what to do with you."
"I'm sure we'll find something."
Charlotte began unbuttoning her daughter's dress, with slow, feminine movements. She encouraged Noreen to do likewise. As soon as they had their blouses off, Charlotte reached around her daughter's back to unsnap her brassiere. Her lovely, young breasts hung from her chest like ripe fruit on a tree. Noreen unclasped her mother's bra and gazed at her round, swooping nippled breasts, the ones she used to suck on as a baby.
"You used to breast feed me, didn't you, Mom?"
"Yes, darling, I did."
"I think I could use some of your motherly nourishment now," she said, lifting one of her tits and kissing all around her nipple. Noreen buried her face between her cleavage, kissing her bared chest. She kissed with her moist mouth her other tit, and held her hardening nipples between her fingertips.
"That feels so lovely and warm, Noreen. I'd say you and I are a very close mother and daughter."
Noreen's fondling hands lifted one of her breasts to her open mouth and sucked it. She ran her tongue across her nipple and pulled as much of her mother's tit into her mouth as possible. She sucked her other tit while rotating her other moist nipple with her hand.
Charlotte was busy running her hands all over her daughter's tits.
"Turn around, Noreen. I want to feel your boobs while I stand in back of you."
With her hot vagina against her daughter's ass, she furiously ran her hands up and down her full, soft titties. Noreen turned her head on her neck to meet her mother's face, anxious for a kiss.
Charlotte opened her mouth, and pressed her red lips to Noreen's. She pushed her tongue into her mouth, and her daughter sucked it.
"Let's go to bed, dear," said Charlotte.
They undressed, but Charlotte asked Noreen to keep her bikini underwear on. Confused, she decided to. They crawled across the bed, and lay in each other's arms, giving each other kisses of passion and honey, wet with mouths that sloshed their growing excitement.
As they lay next to each other, Noreen got hold of her mother's soft, white hairless ass. It responded to her groping hands so nicely. Her ass seemed to spring back like a loaf of bread fresh out of the oven.
Her mother was rubbing her middle finger along her vagina which was moistening the crotch of her panties. Charlotte liked the feel of her daughter's behind contained in her smooth bikini bottom.
"Noreen, poke your fingers into me," she said, spreading her legs across the bed. Charlotte's daughter thrilled to the luscious, glossy crevice that was all pink and wet. It looked like she had a pair of lips put in sideways. Noreen sat inside her mother's legs and began stroking her pussy. Propping herself on a pillow, her mother reached up to play with her daughter's giant mammaries.
"Let's see now, Mom. How should I do this?"
Noreen was only teasing her mother, because she knew what would turn her on. She teased around her vaginal lips, lightly tickling the ridges of her opening. She used her mother's seeping juice as she increased her rotations to delve further along. Bringing her mother to sexual anguish, she finally plunged her finger in, darting it in and out, arousing a major sensation after her subtle teasing.
"Oh, good girl, Noreen. Good girl." Her mother's eyes were closed and she quietly moaned through smiling lips.
Noreen ran her palm along her mother's pubic patch and her belly with her moist hand. Her secretions left a gloss acorss her pubes. Noreen reached in again with her fingers, two then three, and slid them in and out. She found her clitoris and rubbed it lightly increasing the pressure with each increasing finger thrust.
"Good, Noreen. Good! Do you wanna know how that feels?"
"Yes," said Noreen, and her mother tackled her, turning her over then under her. With her breasts in her daughter's face, she slipped her fingers down into her daughter's underwear. Because of the constriction, only her tips reached inside of her wetted sexual region.
"Oh, Mother. Take them off so I can feel all of them inside me."
"Not yet, honey. I have another idea."
Her mother stopped fingering her and got down on her knees by the bed.
"Put your legs over the bed, dear," she said, and Noreen spread them with her twat pushing up the panties material.
Charlotte licked all over the panties, wetting them all over and saving her pussy for later. Her hands ran across her daughter's tits as her tongue ran over her in wet ecstasy. She finally began to lick her daughter's ready split.
"Oh, Mom. Take them off! I wanna feel your tongue inside of me. Especially at the button inside me that feels so good."
"You mean your clitoris, honey. I'll get to that."
Her mother began eating away at her underwear, slowly pulling them down with her teeth. Finally, they were off, revealing her smooth clean mons, decked with her soft, smooth hairs alighting like a pubic fire.
Her mother reached inside with her puckered mouth, kissing the insides of her marble thighs. She slowly climbed her insides, until her mouth was pressed to her cunt. Her anxious tongue delved her pink insides, boiling with juicy passion. She licked the walls of her cuntal tube, with her nose enclosed by her big, wide cunt. Noreen rocked on the bed as her cunt was invaded by her mother's mouth muscle, loosening her opening. A few lickings to her clit brought her close to coming. Her mother rested her chin on her labia and it sank through.
"Mother, let me lick you back," Noreen cried, and her mother climbed back on the bed. With Noreen under her, she turned her own cunt, waiting for a slimy tongue in it, to her daughter's face, with her own mouth still over her daughter. Mutually, they licked and sucked and gyrated their hips in each other's faces. Noreen stared up at her mother's ass hanging over her face and placed her hands on its smoothness. She poked her long, middle finger into her mother's cunt and then to her mother's tight, hairless asshole. She slowly inched it in and wiggled it as it climbed up the length of her rectum.
"Jesus, honey! You learn awfully fast."
Noreen was glad this was turning her mother on. As her sphincter muscle loosened up around her finger, she slid it in and out. Her mother lifted her daughter's bottom and did the same. All of the time they kept up their licking. Charlotte licked all around her pussy, sucking at the smooth white skin and giving hickies all around it. Noreen was simmering inside, anxious to come.
"Are you ready to come, baby?" she asked. Noreen nodded silently, returning to her mother's cunt. She loved how their feminine smells, so deep and fragrant like spring mud, were similar, but different.
Charlotte left the bed, and Noreen looked at her fleshy, quivering ass as she walked out the door. She returned with two thick candles from the dining room table and gave one to her daughter who was fingering her pussy in her mother's absence.
"Take this, Noreen," her mother said, giving her a candle and keeping one for herself. They lay on their sides on the bed, facing each other and Charlotte sucked her daghter's tits again, giving them little tiny hickies all over. Taking the candle, she inched it over her daughter's protruding cunt lips, watching the folds of her skin absorb it. Noreen panted with pleasure as she felt the waxy object reach to the back of her uterus and slide against her clit.
Her mother shoved it in and out, in and out, as their lips were entwined. Noreen took her candle and slowly pushed it into her mother's vagina, the vagina that had given her birth. Noreen was turned on by the thought as they slowly worked the candles in and out of each other.
"Oh, Mom, it feels so good with your breasts against mine. Oh, do it to me harder!"
Mother and daughter increased their thrusts and pushed them in harder and harder. Charlotte could tell by their panting that they were both about to come together. They gasped and Noreen came first, her orgasm taking total command of her body. Her mother shortly followed, letting loose a shriek of pleasure, exhausted, they lay by each other, the candles sticking out of their satisfied organs.
Charlotte plucked them out so she could embrace her daughter. They clung to each other, still palming their backs and asses, their warm legs entwined in each other.
"That was great, darling. Your Aunt Penny was never better. How long have you been whoring around like this?"
"Don't say that mother. Just since yesterday. I found out about all of this stuff yesterday."
"Well, you sure seem to be an instant pro. Last night I looked at your father's erection in his sleep while he moaned your name. You sure must have satisfied him well."
"And I've got to admit he made me feel really pretty good, too. But I loved your licking me, Mom. And I loved having the candle in me. It excited me to put it in you, too."
"I'll be sure and set the table with them. Your father will really be excited by the smells of tonight's cooking."
The two of them laughed, as outside in the window, the autumn sun had already begun setting. It had gotten late and Mr. Burns would be home soon.
Charlotte and Noreen relaxed in each other's embrace, soaking in the warmth and gently fingering and playing with each other's pussies and tits. The crunch of Gilbert Burn's Pontiac sounded in the driveway. Both of the females had begun falling asleep after their exhaustive encounter. Charlotte realized her husband was home.
"Noreen, wake up! Your father's home! You've got to get out of here before he comes in!"
But it was too late. They heard Gilbert's steps coming to the bedroom door. Charlotte ran to the closet door and closed it behind her. Noreen crawled under the bed.
Gilbert entered and undid his necktie. He was on the bed and Noreen could see from beneath it, that he was taking off his shoes and socks. Burns took his sportcoat off and went to hang it in the closet.
He opened the door and was met by his wife, totally nude.
"Charlotte! What the hell are you doing!"
Mrs. Burns smiled sheepishly and put her hands over her wet and reddened pussy.
"It's a surprise for you, honey. I'm all yours. It's my way of saying I forgive both you and Noreen for what happened yesterday."
Gilbert smiled.
"Charlotte, that's wonderful. I'm really proud of you for being so openhearted, honey. I didn't get anything done at the office today. All I thought about was what a terrible and lusty pervert I was for daring to have sex with my own daughter. What an awful husband I've been."
"Oh, darling, it was wrong of you to do that. But it happened. God can forgive us. Why can't we forgive each other then?"
"You're so right. Does this mean the divorce is off?"
"Sure. If we just talk this thing out and know it will never happen again, I'm sure things will be okay."
"You're right," he said, and he gave her an affectionate kiss on the mouth. "My only problem is little Noreen. She's young, and I guess, well, I hate to say it, but I suppose I somewhat molested her. Not that she wasn't experienced enough, she'd been having sex with someone before I got to her, right before she came home."
"She did?" said Charlotte with a look of surprise. "She sure started out young for a good Catholic girl."
"Oh, yeah. Her tiny little anus was bruised and softened by some boy. To tell you the truth, honey, that was why I was really overcome with wanting to have sex with her. You know how much I like anal intercourse.
Couldn't we, as part of our pact for a new and better marriage, try that again?"
Charlotte shook her head no, quite vehemently.
"No, I'm sorry Gilbert, but that just hurts me too much."
"Honey, you're supposed to do it a couple of times in a row to get used to it. Now don't let on about this, but I was talking to Bob Baxter down at the office and he and Emily have it quite often. He prefers it to her vagina. You just don't know how good it feels to my cock to have your tight little asshole wrapped around it."
"Bob and Emily Baxter! I can hardly believe they do something like that. She's so sweet and innocent seeming."
"Sure they do. They worked out an arrangement. Every other time he gets her from the ass, and the following time he gets her from the front. Emily says she's still able to have an orgasm from her anus, too."
"I don't know Gilbert. It just hurts me too, too much for you to even put it in me, much less rip up my rectal insides. Besides honey, there's been too many mortal sins in this house lately. In the bible it says sodomy is a sin."
"Well, I don't care how we do it. I do want to have you right now."
Gilbert slipped his hungry paws around her waist and began stroking her fleshy bottom. Before he could reach for her wet pussy, she gently pushed him aside with a smile and said, "I'll be right back, lover. You're precious," she said, leaving for the bathroom to wash up.