Chapter 5
Cathy found her mother sleeping on the floor. She skipped through the house just at dusk and saw Marcy lying there all bloodied and torn and disheveled, and she screamed, "MURDER! RAPE! SOMEBODY HELP!" Johnny was snoozing in the cabana, and didn't hear a word she said. But Marcy groggily lifted her head and said, "Hush, dear, and let Mother take her nap."
With no one at all to help her, Cathy was weeping as she got her mother up on her bed. Marcy, limp as a dishtowel and dreamily smiling, looked as if she needed a hospital bed, but on second inspection, Cathy saw it wasn't all that bad. Her hair was tangled and matted, some substance had dried on her cheek, and her make-up was gone. The knee and one side of her jump suit was gone, its zipper was wide open, and the back of the black satin garment was covered with slivers of wood. Cathy continued to weep and Marcy continued to slumber while Cathy got the jump suit off and looked at her mother's back.
With tweezers and lotion, Cathy extracted the slivers from Marcy's smooth, tanned back and did her best to soothe the pain. When she rolled Marcy over, she was still smiling, and now her eyes were half open. She came further awake when Cathy washed her face and brushed some of the tangles out of her long red hair.
"How'd it go at diving practice today?" Marcy asked.
"Mother, what happened to you?"
"Me? I tripped and fell. Nothing to worry about. Did you work out on the high board today, like a good girl?"
"No, we just did Double Isometrics in Helga's training room today. Where was it that you fell?" :Out by the pool. Really, it's nothing to worry about, " Marcy said, stretching luxuriously on the bed, and squeezing her thighs together over her tender but luxuriously good feeling cunt. "Double Isometrics? What're those?" Cathy had never mentioned that type of training before to her mother. Her mother thought jumping off boards was the only kind of worthwhile training for a diver. This had been pointed out to Cathy by Helga, but now in her distress, Cathy had mentioned their special exercise and she somehow felt relieved about that. Still using the lotion on her mother's nude body, Cathy quickly tried to explain the importance of regular use of the training room. As she did so, the smile slowly left Marcy's face and she raised herself up on one elbow.
"I want to hear more about this Swedish Wrestling, or whatever you call it, " Marcy said. "But first, just how big are your tits and exactly what sort of exercise does Helga do to keep them small?"
In answer, Cathy simply peeled her tight bathing suit down to her waist, then sat wide eyed and biting her lip as her mother gazed at her naked tits.
"My God, they are getting big!" Marcy murmured. "You've got one helluva good set of tits, but not for a swimmer. What's Helga doing to keep them from getting any bigger?"
"This, " Cathy said, and made her mother gasp as she reached out and massaged Marcy's big, soft tits with both hands.
Marcy looked at her daughter's young hands at work there and thought she was having a nightmare. She couldn't believe there was anything strange going on between Cathy and Helga, nor could she believe the sudden excitement that rose from the way her daughter was fondling and squeezing her tits.
"Is...that all?" Marcy said after several minutes of this.
"Not quite, " Cathy shyly said. "Helga says it's okay if a swimmer has big nipples. So she does this."
The first little plucking of Cathy's fingers at her mother's already stiff nipples almost made Marcy jump out of her skin. She was hard pressed to keep from squirming all over the bed and rubbing her moistening cunt as the plucking continued, but she lay there and took it without flinching, and finally said, "And, uh, I suppose you've exercised Helga's tits while she's exercising yours?"
Solemn faced, Cathy slowly nodded while she continued to work with her hands, plucking and pulling at Marcy's big nipples, massaging the big, warm globes.
Cathy truly did have a fine pair of tits. They were young and very proudly upright, with superbly developing spherical undersides and exquisitely pink, turgid nipples. Marcy had never touched tits other than her own. Cathy's were right there before her eyes. And Cathy would be more at ease, and would open up and talk more about what was going on at Helga's house if Marcy didn't start making a fuss about it.
Marcy reached up and ran her hand over her beautiful daughter's lovely tits, and Cathy shyly smiled. Her smile broadened and her eyes grew brighter as Marcy gently pulled at one of her nipples. Marcy laid back on the bed and reached up with both hands to more thoroughly work on those beautiful tits, and Cathy continued with Marcy's as she said, "Yes. This is how we do it."
Something was wrong inside Marcy's body. The strenuous, super fucking she'd had with her nephew that day should have kept her sated for weeks, or even for years, since she hadn't been fucked like that since her husband had died years before. Quite the contrary, she was hornier than she'd been that morning, and getting homier by the moment. It wasn't because of some latent lesbian tendencies coming out in her. She would have felt the same sort of breathlessly rising excitement if those hands on her tits belonged to some dirty old man. Well, perhaps not quite so horny, since the perfect, firm tits she was so freely fondling added more than a little to Marcy's spiraling excitement. Still she hid that excitement well, as a mother should, when she spoke to her daughter again.
"And, uh, what's this Double Isometrics you and Helga do?"
Cathy squirmed and blushed and squeezed Marcy's tits and said, "It's something we do in different way. It's sort of hard to explain."
"Could you show me, dear?"
Cathy's very fond gaze roved down over Marcy's body, kindling little fires as it went. She was looking right at Marcy's red haired cunt as she nodded and got to her feet.
It was amazing how much one little bathing suit could conceal. Cathy had a simply incredible body, long and supple and athletically trim, but bursting with youthful femininity and all aglow with rapidly blooming sexuality. Her mother could understand why Helga hadn't been able to keep her hands off that body. Now she wanted to know what else Helga did in her lesbian seduction of Cathy. She was almost sure of what it was. She'd read a lot of dirty books since her husband had died, and a lot of them dwelt on the wonderful lesbian technique in kissing cunts. Cathy's cunt looked almost good enough to kiss, but Marcy stayed where she was, all aflutter inside, absolutely intrigued by the thought of her daughter kissing her cunt. Why not? If Cathy was already a lesbian, her mother should know all about it. And no female diving judge in her right mind could fail to give points to a gorgeous girl like this with a reputation for peeling off her suit after a meet and climbing into bed with her. Marcy's cunt was throbbing and pulsing when her daughter climbed naked onto the bed with her.
"This is how you do your Double Isometrics?" Marcy said, when Cathy started twining her lovely long legs through Marcy's.
"Uh huh, " Cathy said, blushing beautifully as she inched her beautiful little black haired, pink lipped cunt ever closer to Marcy's flaming hotbox. "First we get our ... we get our cunts real close together, like this."
"Oh, my God!" Marcy said, clutching at bedclothes, clutching at Cathy's leg, clutching at anything to keep from exploding right out of her mind at the feeling of warm, wet, young cunt pushing softly and vibrantly up against hers.
"And then we try to push each other right off the bed!" Cathy said, shoving and thrusting and fucking her cunt against Marcy's in a sudden outburst of frenzied energy.
"OH! OH! OH, MY GOD!" Marcy cried, fucking back just as hard as she could, though her daughter's wildly hot crotch had instantly triggered an explosive orgasm that seized every part of Marcy's thrashing body.
"OH! OH! OH!" Marcy cried, till her head was mashed up against the headboard and her daughter's wild thrusting had changed into giggling.
"Isn't it fun?" Cathy said. "We do it all the time, and I almost always win."
Through her panting, Marcy said, "I don't think Helga loses too much when you do. What do you do for an encore?"
"I get up and exercise while Helga rests and then we wrestle again, " Cathy said, and started to demonstrate.
Marcy grabbed hold of her daughter's leg and held her right where she was. And she kept her soft, wet cunt closely kissing Cathy's as she scooted back down to the middle of the bed.
"Are you already ready to wrestle again?" Cathy eagerly asked, squirming and wriggling her cunt against Marcy's in hot anticipation.
"No need to rush into it, " Marcy said, and lifted her leg up high in the air, and pushed Cathy's leg up, too.
Now their wide open crotches could merge with marvelous intimacy. Mother and daughter were breathlessly smiling as they squirmed their cunts closer together still, legs very widely parted, not a stitch of clothes on between them. The superlative fit of their cunts became even better when Marcy lowered their legs and pulled upward on Cathy's.
Cathy squealed very happily. "Oooo! I can feel your clitty! I bet it's as big as Helga's!"
"Whew! Honey, I can feel it, too. Cathy, your Double Isometrics are terrific! Do you ever ... do you like to kiss each other's cunts?"
Cathy giggled and wriggled and said, "Helga sort of kisses mine, but I never have done hers. She doesn't need it. Her clitty's already so big it doesn't need any more sucking. Oh, Mama, your cunt feels so good against mine! Helga sucks on my clitty to make it get bigger. She calls it her super special exercise."
"I bet you like it a lot, " Marcy said, squirming and squashing her cunt against Cathy's, panting and nibbling on Cathy's little pink toes as she clung to her ankle and clung to the orgasmic good feeling flowing all through her body. "I bet it drives you crazy when she sucks on your pretty little cunt."
"Boy, does it ever!" said Cathy, panting and squirming her cunt even faster, and further spreading their slickness all through their hotly kissing crotches. "Sometimes it feels so crazy I can't even stand it!"
"Baby, don't try to push me off the bed. Let's just lie here and rub our cunts together. Honey, it feels so good! I've never cum this way. Cathy, let's cum together, right at the same time. Let's rub our hot cunts together and cum!"
"I don't know, " Cathy said. She was blurting and babbling her words, churning her hips all around and shoving her cunt against Marcy's and pulling hard at Marcy's leg. Her eyes were glazed over and she was rolling her head back and forth on the bedspread, and her tits were shaking and jiggling as she said, "I don't know how to cum. I don't think I've ever done it. Oh, Mama, it never felt this good before!"
"That's 'cause I love you so much, and I know just exactly what you need. My God, we look sexy together! Look at us, Cathy! Our cunts are just as close as they can be, and our naked tits are sticking out and we're both feeling good all over!"
"Yes! Feel so good! Yessss, " Cathy moaned, shoving and squelching her cunt against Marcy's and thrashing about on her bed. "Both of us feeling so good! Oh, Mama! Mama, I don't know if I can stand it!"
"Yes, you can! You can feel better, darling! We can both feel even better than this! Just don't be afraid, pretty baby! Feel better and better and better! Feel good all over with me!"
"Yes! Oh, Mama, yes, yes, YES!" Cathy cried, going crazy at last, really crazy, and dragging her mother right along into the marvelous craziness with her.
"I'M CUMMING!" Cathy announced again. "AND IT HURTS SO BAD I CAN'T STAND IT AND IT FEELS SO GOOD I CAN'T STOP!"
"MORE! UHHHHHH, WE GOTTA HAVE MORE!" Marcy loudly demanded, hauling Cathy's cunt harder against hers as her daughter's wild gyrations threatened to break them apart. "FUCK ME WITH YOUR CUNT, BABY CATHY! FUCK ME WHILE I FUCK YOU!"
"CUNT FUCKING! YES! URRRRRGH!
THAT'S WHAT HELGA CALLED IT ONCE! OHHHHHHH, MAMA! IT'S SO NASTY AND SEXY AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH I CAN'T STAND IT! CUNT FUCK ME SOME MORE, MAMA! MAMA, HELP ME CUM!"
Marcy helped her daughter along. The explosive peak of the orgasm was behind her, but still the sensations were bursting everywhere in Marcy's hot body as she quickly repositioned them on her bed. Never taking her fast moving cunt from Cathy's for an instant, Marcy heaved Cathy back till the girl was up on her shoulders and Marcy was then straddling Cathy's upward facing crotch with their cunts still closely kissing and fucking. There Marcy rubbed her gushing slick cunt all over her daughter's open crotch, while below her Cathy grimaced and panted and squealed and writhed in helpless ecstasy.
Caught in a frenzy of lust, Marcy looked down on Cathy's twisting, contorting features and panted, "You never looked so beautiful, baby! Right now you could win any beauty contest in the world! Oh, how I'd like to sit down on your beautiful face and start cumming all over again, but your cunt pushing up against mine feels too fucking good to quit! Cum, baby! Cum, cum, CUM!" Marcy hotly demanded, starting up to a new peak of orgasmic delights.
"SIT ON MY CUNT! OH, MAMA! OH, HARDER! I'M GONNA CUM WITH YOU! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAINNNNN!" Cathy wailed, ripping up the bedclothes with her hands, kicking the air with her feet, and twisting and turning her hips and rubbing her cunt against Marcy's with dazzling hot friction and wonderful energy.
"Oh! Oh h! Ohhhhh!" It was too much for even a woman of Marcy's lusty appetites. Her legs were caving in and she could no longer even begin to keep up with her daughter's orgasmic frenzy. She was slowly settling down toward the bed, cunt first, with her cunt against Cathy's still thrusting little cunt, until they were back where they started. But now Marcy was laid back and almost motionless on the bed, while Cathy was still squirming her cunt against Marcy's crotch.
"Rest now, baby. Now it's time to rest, " Marcy murmured.
Cathy's voice was as urgent as her thrusting. "Mama, I want a little bit more. Mama, please let me feel it again! MAMA, CUNT FUCK ME SOME MORE! MAMA, PLEASE!"
Marcy had to get up on top of her daughter in her efforts to quiet her down. She didn't like lying on top of Cathy, tit to tit and cunt to cunt. The position made Marcy feel too much like the dominant lesbian bull dyke, and she didn't like that feeling at all.
She spoke soothing words to Cathy now, but still the girl trembled and crooned and quivered with this, her first orgasm. It took Marcy a very long time to quiet her down, and still Cathy's young body convulsively twitched now and then as mother and daughter dozed off in each other's naked arms.