Chapter 9
"I need another shower," Marsha said. "Want to join me? Maybe you'll even sleep with me tonight."
"Yes, I'd like to," Susan said.
Marsha put her arm around Susan as they walked down the hall to the master bedroom. "Did you like sucking his cock and sharing his cum, darling?" she asked.
"Yeah, I like to suck cock and eat cum." Susan smacked her lips and grinned. "Sharing it with you was fun."
Marsha adjusted the water and they got into the shower. "What do you think of Greg? Are you glad I asked him over?"
"Oh, yeah!" Susan replied with enthusiasm. "Riding his cock was much nicer than what we did this morning. Even though jacking off with you was fun."
Without asking, Marsha began to nonchalantly wash Susan. "I saw you playing with your cunny. Did you like watching him fuck me?"
"Oh, yes, Mother. It really turned me on." She shivered when Marsha began to wash her pussy. "I liked you watching me, too. I'm terrible, aren't I?"
"No." She put the washcloth aside and applied soap to Susan's pussy with her bare hand. "I think everyone has a bit of voyeurism and exhibitionism in them. Maybe it's stronger in you and me. There's nothing wrong with that as long as we don't invade someone else's privacy. I wouldn't fuck someone in the middle of the town square, but I sometimes like for other people to watch me. It makes things more fun. Needless to say, I also like to go one-on-one. I suspect you're much the same. Does your pussy feel good?"
"Does it ever! My whole body feels good! Thank you for talking me into partying with you."
"You're welcome. I think one more event will get you over the last of your inhibitions. I'll introduce you to the neighborhood watch group Wednesday night."
"Do you have a lot crime in the neighborhood? What do they have to do with me getting over the last of my inhibitions?"
"This isn't your usual neighborhood watch group, darling." Marsha chuckled sexily. "We don't watch the neighborhood, we watch each other!"
"A swinging group?" Susan exclaimed, startled by the extraordinary revelation. "Oh, Mother, I don't know if I'm ready to be that liberated!"
"There, we're both clean." She turned off the water and began to dry Susan. "I think you are. You didn't have any trouble fucking Greg."
"But you and Greg aren't really a group, Mother!" Susan exclaimed again. "I have no idea how to act at an orgy." She closed her eyes and shivered. "God, I just know I'll be so nervous. My pussy will be so tight, you couldn't even get your finger in it!"
"You fuck and suck at an orgy, darling," Marsha said with a chuckle as she hastily dried her own body. "Some of the members always start things off with a provocative little show to get everyone in the right mood. By the time it's over, you won't be nervous. Besides, once you get your first taste of cock, you'll forget anyone else is in the room. And everyone will be doing the same thing, anyway. Some of them will probably start during the show." She took Susan's hand and led her into the bedroom and got on the bed.
"God, I had no idea you were an orgy girl," Susan said as she lay down and put her arms around her mother. "I should have suspected." She snuggled her face against Marsha's big, firm tits, grinning like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "You said I might know some swingers without being aware of it. You're a schemer, you know."
"I've been called a lot worse!" Marsha laughed.
She put her hand behind Susan's and shifted gently, surreptitiously until Susan's face was nestled between her naked tits. Her ultimate goal was to coax Susan's head between her legs. She wanted her pussy to be the first one her innocent young daughter ate. First, she had to get Susan turned on again.
"I can't get over what a beautiful young woman you've become," Marsha said softly. She gently rubbed her tits around on Susan's cheeks, teasing her nipples into erection.
"Compliment me, compliment yourself," Susan teased, swelling with pride. "I like being with you like this."
Marsha smiled and Susan knew she took enormous pleasure from the remark. Marsha caressed Susan's head and shifted again until one fat, bloated nipple was almost touching her lips.
"We sort of drifted apart after you married, didn't we?"
"David has this thing about in-laws and parents. He thinks they'll still try to run his life if he lets them get too close."
"He has a lot to learn about his mother-in-law," Marsha said. "We'll have to see if we can't persuade him otherwise." She had her own plan in mind, which she knew would change his mind if he had a pair of balls and liked pussy.
"Mother, may I suck your tit?" Susan asked timidly, her voice as soft as a summer breeze.
"Please do, darling, I'd like that," Marsha replied.
She put one hand under her tit and guided her nipple to Susan's mouth and let out a big sigh when the tip disappeared between her daughter's lips. She continued to caress Susan's head tenderly while the girl suckled.
Momentarily releasing her mother's taut nipple, Susan whispered, "Sucking your nipple seems so natural. Do you like to suck a woman's tits?"
"I like it very much, darling. I'll suck yours after while."
Susan enthusiastically licked and sucked each nipple until both were like hard rubber and pointing out like bullets. "Your nipples are so fat. I like having them in my mouth." She rolled Marsha onto her back, slid on top of her, then knelt between her open legs and gazed lovingly at her mother's voluptuous body. "So pretty," she murmured. "So pretty."
Marsha was aware she could soon have Susan's face in her pussy with only a little urging. She anticipated how it would feel when her daughter began to suck her cunt and shivered. "Tell me how you feel right now," she said.
"Sort of giddy. Maybe even a little foolish. But happy." Susan took a deep breath and looked her mother square in the eye. "I know why you wanted me to lick Greg's cock after he fucked you, Mother. And I know what you want me to do now. I want to. I really do, but I'm a little scared."
"Don't be, darling. Just take your time. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. I won't push you or be upset, whatever you do.
"I like what we're doing. I really do. Somehow, deep down, I feel it isn't right, but I don't care. I really like what we're doing."
"Some people might criticize us, but they probably don't have much fun anyway," Marsha said softly. "They are so hung up about sex, they have to sneak around and hide what they really want to do. What you want is okay. Just don't ever try to force someone else to do what they don't like. And that includes David. He must want it as much as you do, or it will destroy your relationship." She caressed Susan's head and gave her a big smile.
"I thought I would be too embarrassed to fuck in front of you. Boy, was I wrong! My whole life seemed to change when I sat down on Greg's cock while you held it for me." Susan took a nipple into her mouth and started to suckle again.
Marsha's cunt ached for her daughter's mouth and tongue in her cunt. She understood what was going through Susan's mind. She felt the same way the first time she went down on another woman. She encouraged Susan to continue by caressing her head and murmuring happily.
"Oh, yes, darling, suck your mother's tits. My pussy gets so wet when someone sucks my tits. Your mouth feels so good on my nipples. So gooooood!"
The tone of Marsha's cooing voice and her words clearly expressed her keen desire as Susan sucked first one nipple and then the other, her behavior becoming more and more ardent. Marsha shivered with desire and goose bumps popped up all over her silky skin.
With an audible sigh of passion, Susan sucked and licked her mother's rock-hard nipples. Her right hand stole hesitantly across Marsha's firm belly and into the soft brown fleece surrounding her mother's pussy. She kissed each of Marsha's nipples, lifted her head and smiled timidly. "I love you, Mother," she whispered.
"Oh, darling, I love you, too," Marsha said. "You are so precious."
Susan fastened her lips to Marsha's for a tongue-searching soul kiss. Her tongue darted and probed and explored the interior of her mother's mouth as she genfly parted the folds of flesh at the top of her mother's hairy seam. The unique experience of kissing a woman's soft lips and touching another woman's pussy for the very first time enchanted her beyond words.
Wild sensations flooded her mind as she kissed her mother passionately and pressed her finger deeper into Marsha's gash. She knew beyond a doubt she was going to replace her finger with her tongue in a few minutes. She began to tremble visibly and her breath came in short, deep pants as the anticipation made her fervor mount.
Her tongue plunged deep into her mother's hot, humid mouth and her finger slide into Marsha's hot, sopping love hole and matched the actions of her tongue. The similarity of the two orifices, each so wet and warm and slick, delighted Susan. Growing much bolder, she gently rolled the stud of her mother's big clit beneath her finger.
Marsha's hips churned and bucked wildly in response. "Oooooo!" she murmured happily.
Languidly, Susan licked Marsha's chin, along her throat, and down her neck until her face was again between her mother's tits. Taking the bountiful mounds in her hands, she pressed them to her cheeks, delighting in the feel of the warm, sumptuous flesh on her face.
"I love your big tits," Susan whispered.
"You're making me feel so fucking good," Marsha replied in an equally soft murmur.
Susan slid lower and dragged her broad, wet tongue down her mother's body until she reached her belly button. Daintily, she speared her sharp-pointed tongue into the deep indentation. Marsha signaled her pleasure with hard shivers and firm pressure on the back of Susan's head.
Susan licked lower on her mother's fine flavored flesh, leaving a wide wet trail of saliva. Pausing at the hairline above Marsha's mound, she rubbed her nose and lips through the curly brown hair.
Marsha's hips came off the bed and she pushed on Susan's head, urging her to go lower. "Oh, darling, you're really turning me on," Marsha moaned. "Kiss my pussy, darling! Put your mouth on my cunt, please!"
Susan's deliberate, glorious licking had driven her nearly crazy. The fierce ache between her legs had to be satisfied. She wanted Susan's mouth on her cunt now, before she changed her mind. She calmed down enough to realize Susan had already indicated she was going to eat her darling mother's pussy. She wouldn't have gone this far if she didn't intended to take the final step and put her tongue in it and taste pussy for the first time. Still, the ache in her cunt made Marsha wish her daughter would get to the heart of the matter without delay.
"Oh, darling, you must lick my cunt before I go absolutely mad!" Marsha whimpered.
Susan had other ideas. Now that she had made up her mind to eat her mother, she wasn't going to let anyone or anything rush her. With excruciating deliberateness, she licked back and forth across the top of Marsha's slit, just above her clit. First, she would tease her mother a little, relish her own previously unexplored sensuality before she put her mouth over Marsha's steamy snatch and dined on her sumptuous sex flesh.
"Oh, darling, please, suck my cunt," Marsha moaned. "Lick my clit.. .suck me off! Don't make me wait any longer, darling! Get me off before I ge completely crazy!"
Susan moved a little lower, stuck her tongue way out and teased Marsha by passing the tip lightly over her rigid love button. As lightly as a butterfly landing on a delicate flower, she fluttered her tongue up and down, not touching her mother's blood-gorged clit with enough pressure to bring relief.
"For God's sake, darling, eat my cunt before you drive me out of my fucking mind!" Marsha wailed.
She grabbed the back of Susan's head and yanked down hard. She heard Susan chuckling mischievously as she buried her mouth in the combination of crisp curls and gooey cunt flesh. A deep, deep sigh of relief exploded from her throat. At long last, she had her daughter's mouth in her aching, sopping slit. Jerking her hips up, she tilted her gaping cunt up so Susan's tongue could reach everything from her asshole to her clit.
"Suck your mother's cunt, darling! Oh, yes, baby, suck it good and make me cum!"
Susan stopped teasing now. She knew how she wanted David to eat her out, but never did, so she knew how to eat her mother's cunt. She put her hands behind Marsha's knees, pushed her legs back and apart, opening her crotch wide, then began eagerly licking her mother's entire snatch.
Marsha grabbed her legs and held them up. Using both hands, Susan spread her cunt wide open and began to lick the juicy interior of her sizzling slit.
Marsha gasped, caught her breath, and asked, "Is that the way David eats your pussy?"
Susan lifted her head and said, "No, it's the way I wish he would eat me."
"Then you have to tell him, darling. He can't read your mind."
Susan tongued and sucked the swollen bud of Marsha's clitoris into more rigid, sensitive state. She sucked the big spike of distended flesh between her lips and swirled her tongue around it avidly. Marsha's moans became louder and more constant.
"Oh, darling, I adore having my clit licked. It gets so fucking hard and sensitive!"
Marsha's hips settled into a rhythmic rocking. She caressed her tits for a moment, then began to pull and twist her nipples until they throbbed. Her own nipple manipulation and the electric shocks from Susan's tongue on her clit had her awash with passion.
Suddenly, she planted her feet firmly On the bed and lifted her ass high. She began to churn her hips furiously as she rushed headlong toward orgasm, heaving and jerking in constant motion.
"Oh, baby, you're licking my cunt so well!" Marsha wailed. "Nibble my clit, darling! Bite it, make me cum!"
Susan glanced up from between her mother's legs, saw Marsha mauling her tits, and intensified the fervor of her cunt lapping. She drove her tongue as deeply as she could into her mother's drenched love hole and savored the flavor of her delectable, rich cunt nectar.
Marsha's hips began to gyrate wildly, twisting around and around and humping up and down. "Oh, yes, darling, you're getting your mother's cunt so well! I'm cumming, darling, I'm cumming.. .oh.. .oh.. .don't stop, baby, don't stop! Aaaaaahhhhhh!"
Her eyes rolled up in her head and her body went into spasms as her orgasm built to a crashing crescendo. She locked her legs around Susan's head and thumped her ass thumped against the floor.
Susan pressed her hands into Marsha's belly to keep her from getting away. She continued to pummel her mother's clit with her tongue as she greedily sucked up the delicious juice gushing from her hairy hole.
Finally, Marsha's delirious sensations began to subside. She opened her legs and let them fall to the bed, totally spent. Susan's neck muscles were sore from trying to stay with her mother's wildly gyrating cunt, but she felt immense pride for the way she ate Marsha out. And it was her first time!
She gazed fondly at her mother's gaping cunt, ran the tip of her tongue lightly through the full length of the drizzling to get one last taste, then kissed it affectionately.