Chapter 6
When they discussed his fuck-session with their mom, Daisy didn't tell Buzz that she'd eavesdropped on the last half of the sucking and fucking and knew all about his plan to add a lesbian slant to the family incest. Nor did her brother mention anything about mother-daughter sex in the future. But Daisy couldn't help noticing the devilish gleam in his eye.
So, knowing that Buzz was going to turn their mom loose on her before long, Daisy anxiously waited for the inevitable to take place. She knew something was definitely up when she saw her mother stealing nervous glances at her.
Daisy knew that when the time came she'd be ready. For the special edge she felt she needed to become an irresistible object of lesbian desire had finally occurred to her. Just wait until her mother saw what she'd done to herself!
Jean Fox had given her word to her son and she'd keep it. If Buzz expected her to have lesbian sex with Daisy as a condition for more sucking and fucking with him, Jean didn't see where she had any choice but to go along. She'd do anything for more of that boy's cock, and he'd made it clear she wasn't getting any more cock until this thing with Daisy was done.
Actually, it wasn't all-female sex in itself that made Jean uneasy about incest with her daughter. She guessed she could go through the motions all right-if Daisy were willing.
Possible rejection by one of her children was a prospect which cut into this family-loving mother like a knife. If she was going to have sex with her daughter, then Daisy had to want her. But with no previous lesbian experience, how could Jean be sure?
She thought about it a lot, stalling Buzz every time he pressured her to go ahead and approach Daisy. Then, desperate for an idea, Jean drove across town where nobody knew her and bought one of the dirtiest magazines she could find.
She was in luck. There were several pages of glossy photos of two naked women in bed. Posing in every conceivable position, the models sucked, licked and ate one another all over. Jean started getting very horny about fucking with her own daughter.
"I'll do it!" she vowed, then locked herself in the bathroom before she could lose her nerve.
Naked, Jean sat on the edge of the bathtub and spread her legs. The shaving cream from the aerosol can whooshed all over her cunt, blanketing the triangle of her bush. Then she put the razor to her crotch, feeling the blade tug pleasantly at her pussy lips. She almost climaxed from the sensation.
When she was through, she held a mirror between her thighs to check the results.
"My God," she sighed when she saw it, her reaction more positive than she could have ever imagined. "It's gorgeous! I can see everything! If I saw a pussy like this, I sure as anything wouldn't be able to say no. Hope Daisy feels the same."
And then, her hand irresistibly drawn to her satin-smooth crotch, Jean Fox came from the merest touch on her beautifully shaved cunt.
It was past midnight, but Daisy couldn't sleep. The same recurring thought kept her awake.
"Why hasn't Mom tried to get in my pants?" she said as she sat up in bed. "Should've happened by now."
Daisy reviewed the possibilities. Maybe her mother couldn't get up the nerve. Or perhaps Buzz, working behind the scenes, had changed his mind and had another trick up his sleeve.
In any case, the suspense was killing Daisy. She needed something to get her mind off fucking. So she got up and drifted into the living room, planning to try and lose herself in whatever old movie she could find on television.
Then, about twenty minutes later, as she slumped in a chair trying to absorb herself in the black-and-white images that flickered across the screen, it happened ...
Daisy heard the soft tread of footsteps from behind her. Her body tensed.
"Mom?" she anxiously murmured, without turning around.
"Yes, darling," Jean answered.
Daisy slowly looked over her shoulder. Her mother wore a robe with nothing underneath, the same as she did. Daisy felt a yearning tug in her pussy and wondered if her mother was having a similar reaction.
"Couldn't sleep?" Jean asked. "Neither could I. What're you watching?"
"Nothing," Daisy answered. She turned the set off. When the dial clicked, the tension in the air became electric.
"Would you like to spend some time with me?" Jean asked.
"Doing what, Mom?" Daisy answered.
And here Jean took her daughter and herself by complete surprise, recklessly stating: "You know why I'm here, don't you, darling?"
"H-how can you tell?" Daisy choked.
"It's in your eyes."
Daisy held her breath. Jean loosened her robe, the top falling open so her bare tits spilled forth. As if in a trance, Daisy followed suit, standing to do exactly the same with her robe.
"Shall I show you all of me, dear?" Jean asked, breathless now, herself.
Daisy nodded, her exposed tits heaving.
"Don't want to force you into anything," Jean murmured, her trembling hands poised at the flaps of her robe.
"Take it off, Mom," Daisy quietly demanded.
Jean shook her shoulders. The robe fell down them. Then she stripped it entirely away and stepped forward, stark naked before her staring daughter.
And, as she focused on her mother's pussy, Daisy could hardly believe what she saw. Jean's pussy was as smooth as a baby's ass and twice as adorable. Hairless.
"Oh, Mom, I shaved mine, too!" Dairy blurted out.
She hurriedly shucked off her robe. Her shorn pussy was the mirror image of her mother's.
"I ... I hoped it would turn you on," Jean haltingly explained.
"I ... I had the same idea about you when I shaved mine," Daisy gulped.
Then mother and daughter were locked in a naked embrace in as short a time as it took to close the distance between them. With their mouths moistly grinding together, each fondled the other's tits. And farther down, rubbing thighs brought juicy pussies to a boil.
"I almost came," Jean gasped when the kiss was broken.
"So did I, Mom," Daisy cooed. "But almost isn't good enough."
She pulled her mother down to the floor with her. Jean willingly spread her legs. Daisy climbed on top, shifting around so her own pussy yawned above her mother's face while her mouth was hungrily poised above Jean's hairless cunt.
"Together, Mom," Daisy panted. "We'll taste each other's pussy for the first time together. Count to three and take the plunge. One ... two ... "
"Three!" Jean sang out, excitedly completing the countdown.
The lips of their mouths crushed the lips of their shaved cunts. Mother and daughter came on the spot.
"Ooooh, Mom, you're pussy's soooo sweeeet," Daisy gurgled as she feasted on female cum. "Hope mine's as good for you."
"Mmmmmm, baby, your cunt's absolutely delicious," a slurping Jean assured her daughter. "So glad you shaved it for me. I can taste everything without any hair in the way."
"Same for me with your cunt, Mom. I could eat right through you."
"Took the words right out of my mouth, darling. What're we waiting for?"
Daisy concentrated on her mother's stiff clit, while Jean lapped inside her daughter's spasming cunt gash. The orgasms continued and the pussy juice flowed like wine.
Then Daisy added even more input from her half of the sixty-nine. She fucked a finger into her mother's tight asshole and began rhythmically pumping while she kept on sucking cunt. Jean immediately returned the favor, finger-fucking her daughter's ass to go along with her own pussy-eating.
"Ahhhh, I love it in the ass as much as I do in my cunt," Jean moaned.
"Me too. Why don't we lick down there after we finish eating each other's pussies?"
"Super. Let's give our cunts one last cum, then move down to where it's tighter."
"Okay, then hold on. This time I'm sucking your clit. "
Mother and daughter simultaneously applied the intense suction they'd promised on one another's clits.
"Fantastic!" Mother and daughter said it together, celebrating their latest and greatest shared orgasm when their clits could withstand no more of the divine pressure.
Then their tongues slithered from their temporarily satisfied pussies to the puckered dents a notch away. Some unshaved hair still curled around each dusky asshole. They playfully tugged it with their teeth, pulling at the rims of one another's excited assholes.
Daisy was the first to probe with her tongue. Her taste buds tingled from the distinct flavor, while her tongue fucked in deeper and deeper.
Within a moment Jean was having the same experience, as she began to ream her daughter's asshole. It was difficult to believe that a place where shit came out could be so sweet.
What wasn't difficult, though, was climaxing. The rim-jobs once again activating their clits because of-the erotic wiring between them and their asses, and mother and daughter orgasmically exploded from within.
When each began uncontrollably farting in the other's mouth, there was no embarrassment. Not only did they suck up the fumes, but their tongues pumped to coax even more of the perfumed fragrance from one another's spasming asshole.
Then their hands went back to work, this time on their hairless cunts. They rubbed the leaking pussy juice all over one another's smooth crotch, while continuing with the rimjobs a notch away.
"Oh, enough ... enough," Daisy gasped, finally pulling away from on top of the action. "Too much of a good thing. Any more of your tongue in my ass, Mom, and I'd have had a very, mmmmm, nasty accident."
"Know what you mean, sweetheart," Jean sighed, also admitting without expressly saying so that she too had been on the verge of doing something much messier than farting while she came. "I wouldn't have really minded, though, if you'd done it to me. I could take anything from you and love it."
She paused. And then she said it out loud.
"Even your shit, baby. You could shit on me and I wouldn't mind. Not after all your dirty diapers I changed when you messed your cute little bottom."
Hearing this loving reference to her early childhood excited Daisy tremendously. Probably, she guessed, because of what she'd previously overheard about the things their mom had done with Buzz when he was that young. Had anything like that happened between mother and daughter as well?
"D-did I ever turn you on when I was a baby, Mom?" Daisy dared to ask.
Jean blushed and Daisy knew she was on the right track.
"Tell me, Mom," she insisted, much bolder now. "Tell me, so we can make whatever it was happen all over again."
"Well," Jean sighed, "when I'd change your diapers after number two, sometimes you couldn't wait for a fresh pair for what else you had to do. Your little cunt, well ... "
"Yes, Mom, what would I do?"
"Your little cunt would just explode in my face while I was leaning over you."
"You mean I peed?"
Jean fondly nodded. "All over me. And, I don't know, there was just something about it that I liked more than I should. It was so hot and wet. I'd just stay there and let you keep pissing before I cleaned both of us off."
"Then you'd wipe my cunt?"
"Yes," Jean dreamily replied. "It was so smooth and innocent. And you'd squirm when I rubbed the towel between your chubby little legs. You were so cute."
Daisy had no reason to point out the obvious. "My cunt's just as smooth now as it was then, Mom. I could piss on you all over again. Only this time it wouldn't be so innocent."
Jean was helpless by now to do anything but stammer: "W-would you, d-darling? Would you really piss on Mommy with your pretty little cunt? Piss all over my face? And my titties, too?"
"Just change my diaper, Mama," Daisy replied in a childish coo, "and I'll do number one all over you, just the way you want."
Then Daisy lay back before her kneeling mother, pulling her legs back so her ass bobbed up and her hairless pussy separated at the cunt lips. Jean trembled with anticipation, but still managed to pretend that she was handling an imaginary diaper around her little girl's bare bottom.
"Oh, Mama, I can't help it!" Daisy playfully warned.
A golden jet of piss spurted aloft from her pussy. Her mother bit her lip and stiffly leaned down just a little more, catching the hissing flow of piss directly in her face. Then, as she was drenched with Daisy's warm piss, Jean's mouth curved into a loving smile.
"Oh, keep pissing on me, darling," mother urged daughter. "Piss all over Mommy."
Now Jean cupped her tits and thrust them toward Daisy's gushing cunt. The golden shower made her tits steam with its liquid heat, as the nipples caught the runoff and dripped, dripped, dripped.
"Thank you, baby, thank you for your sweet pee," Jean sighed when her daughter's cunt had slowed to a trickle. "Now let me go get a towel so I can clean us both off."
"I've got a better idea, Mom," Daisy sexily countered. "Instead of a towel, why don't we lick each other off."
"Oh, you naughty little girl."
"And you dirty old lady," Daisy giggled back.
Mother and daughter were immediately all over one another, lapping the piss away. Daisy concentrated on her mother's tits, while her sloppy pussy was swabbed by Jean. Before long they were coming again, their naked bodies locked together so each could intercept the orgasmic vibrations of the other.
Then, after this phase of the action had run its kinky course, mother and daughter had to answer the question that fate kept posing to them on this night of nights.
"What next?" They asked it together.
Daisy then spoke up on her own. "Tell me what you wish we could do to each other, no matter how far out it is. Not something you're just willing to settle for, but the wildest thing you can think of."
"I wish ... wish," Jean panted, then frowned. "No, it's impossible. I don't even want to say it, because it'd be too disappointing to bring it up and then not be able to do it.
"Try me, Mom," Daisy insisted.
Jean gulped and let it out. "I wish you could fuck me, darling. Fuck me while I'm fucking you." Then she frowned again. "See? I told you it was impossible."
"Don't be so sure of that, Mom!" Daisy brightly answered, anything but discouraged.
She got up and scampered from the room, going into the kitchen. The refrigerator opened and closed. And when Daisy reappeared she was hiding something behind her back, smirking from ear to ear about it.
"What is it?" Jean excitedly called.
"Close your eyes, Mom. I want to surprise you," Daisy called back. "And I'll tell you what. Get up on all fours, you know, like a dog in heat for me, with your pussy wide open from behind. That'll make it even better."
Jean did as she was told. Spread from the rear, her hairless cunt was split as long and wide as a drooling wound.
Approaching unseen by her mother, Daisy whipped the concealed object from her back. It was a deep shade of green. But its color was not important. The attraction was its shape. Long, thick, solid and round, Daisy's surprise may have been a simple cucumber, but it was shaped like nothing less than a big, hard, two way cock.
Daisy stuck one end into her own pussy. When Daisy looked at her crotch, the length of the cucumber which emerged from her stuffed cunt jutted as if she'd just grown herself a colorful female hard-on.
Her newly acquired fuck-tool stabbing the air with every step she took, Daisy closed the distance between herself and her kneeling mother. Then she was lining up directly behind Jean.
"When can I look?" Jean panted with suspense.
"You'll feel it first, Mom," Daisy answered. "Then you can open your eyes."
Now Daisy guided the free end of the makeshift cock to the yawning entrance of her mother's pussy, stopping just shy of actual contact. Then, setting her hips, she prepared to make her fuck-thrust.
"Take it, Mom, take it!" she puffed as her crotch bucked, and she watched the cucumber-prick fuck into her mother's cunt as deeply as it was already lodged in her own cunt.
Jean's eyes flew open as she frantically looked over her shoulder. "My God, you're fucking me! Actually fucking me, darling! But with what? I can feel it, but still can't see it because it's so deep in my cunt. "
"Never mind for now what I'm using, as long as it does the job," Daisy replied. "The main thing is that it's fucking my pussy at the same time I'm fucking yours. No real cock can give two cunts that kind of action at the same time."
Jean suddenly came. And, as she did, Daisy could feel the orgasmic vibrations traveling through the artificial cock from her mother's climaxing cunt into her own fucked cunt. A second later, she was coming, too.
From there, mother and daughter fucked each other and came together nonstop. Without any male jizz shooting off in either of their pussies to bring an end to the fucking due to a drained cock, they went on and on and on.
"Fuck me in the ass now, darling!" mother eventually urged daughter. "You've just gotta fuck me where it's tightest before this is over!"
Daisy yanked half of the makeshift hard-on from her mother's swollen pussy and aimed the blunt end at the throbbing pucker a notch away. Once again she set her hips like a man, ready to cut loose with another hitting cocksurge.
"Hope this hurts you so good you can't stand it, Mom," Daisy called, just before her hips uncoiled.
The cucumber was slick with pussy juice. It seemed to glide right into Jean's welcoming asshole. And, while the one end entered her mother, the impact forced the other half to kick back into the depths of Daisy's cunt. She started coming all over again, just as her mother began climaxing from the ass-fuck.
This time they kept at it until their instrument of pleasure could no longer stand the strain of so much fucking and snapped in two in the crush between Jean's asshole and Daisy's pussy. Now, at last, Jean would find out that it was a simple cucumber that had delivered so many orgasms to her daughter and herself. When she did, she laughed out loud.
"Oh, Lord! Wonder what Buzz would think of this," Jean gasped between giggles. "When he turned me on to you, I'll bet he never thought it'd turn out how it has."
And, after a quick look across the room that left her breathless with a new form of anticipation, Daisy answered her mother: "Why don't you just ask Buzz, himself, what he thinks?"