5 comments/ 85825 views/ 23 favorites One Special Night By: SissyTales Marilyn called me at the office with just three words. "It's on tonight." After a few moments of listening to the silence on the other end of the disconnected call, I realized what she was referring to. Immediately my cock began to swell, sliding slowly inside my satin panties until it grew enough to escape out a leg hole. I felt my shaft stretching and filling, pulling against the ruched, elastic panty edge. For two years, my wife had known about my deep sissy fetish and we'd been playing increasingly erotic games with it. At first she let me wear her panties during sex but it quickly expanded to buying me my own panties. Then it expanded to bras, stockings, heels, garters, and much more. We'd gone shopping together discreetly and sometimes she would confide in the saleswoman, if she felt she would be understanding. Two years of raising the stakes had all been very wonderful. So I sat there, cock throbbing and leaking pre-cum against my trouser leg as I thought about the "next step". We'd talked about it for months. First it was just fantasy talk but then the talk became more serious, more concrete. Marilyn gently moved us toward acting out the fantasy, always watchful that I really wanted it. And wow did I want it. Not long after the first time I tried on panties and got that rush, my fantasies had spread to being a total slut, dolled up and eager to be a pleasure doll. To please another person like a slut should. I couldn't work any more. I let my manager know that I wasn't feeling well and was headed home. I thought I hid my ranging hard-on well though it must have looked awkward. Looking at the clock in the dash of my car, I realized that I had two hours before Marilyn would be ready for me. I had to kill time so I went to the mall. The mall had been the scene of many adventures with Marilyn and I. We'd crossed many boundaries in buying things for me there. It was safe. I walked into Veronica's shop with a smile on my face as I looked at her marvelous racks of new and vintage lingerie. Veronica's is where I'd found several nylon teddies like back in the late 80's before teddies became lacy wisps of no substance. Bette was working the counter and gave me a wide smile when I came in. "I couldn't resist buying something," I said happily. Bette waved me over. "New girl," she said softly pointing at a young woman stocking a wall with new packages of stockings. "Do you want me to fill her in?" Suddenly self-conscious, I shook my head. Without Marilyn there, my self-confidence wasn't very durable. I went into the racks and looked for something special, something to surprise Marilyn as she was surprising me. I let myself look for a long time before I decided on a few new pairs of panties. Who knew how many I had now, but new panties were always a treat. I walked up to the counter and put the two pairs of satiny string bikinis on it. "Oooh, those are so pretty," cooed Bette, her fingers momentarily stroking the fabric. "Pretty in pink?" she finished in a whisper and a wink. I nodded and handed her the money. After she put them in a Veronica's bag, she looked around. "Julie?" The new saleswoman popped up from between some racks. "Julie, you can take your coffee break." Julie didn't respond at first but then nodded and smiled. She grabbed her purse from behind the counter and headed out into the mall. "I couldn't let you go into a nasty men's room to change," confided Bette. "That's where you were going, right?" I was blushing but nodded. She walked to the back of the store and I followed eagerly. She unlocked the special fitting room and let me inside. Veronica's had two very nice fitting rooms for the ladies who shopped there, but if Bette had a special customer like a bride or something, she would open a third room. The third room was twice as large and very nicely outfitted like a small boudoir. It had a makeup table and mirror, a chaise lounge, a three panel full length mirror, and all sorts of hooks on the wall for the merchandise. Marilyn and I had had some very sexy times in that room. Bette closed the door leaving me alone. I quickly stripped off my shoes and drew my white hi-cut nylon panties down over my garters and thigh-highs. Black men's socks hid the stockings from a casual glance at the work place but I was dolled up underneath every day. The black socks had to go too. I picked up a pair of the pink panties out of the bag and held them up. My eyes devoured the subtle ripples in the shiny fabric, the delicate curves made by the elastic waist, the gentle lines of the cotton gusset. A brief whiff accentuated the perfume of the store on them, in the fabric. I stepped in front of the three-way mirror and watched myself put them on. My eyes saw their movement up my stockings as my skin prickled with the sensations of the pretty fabric getting snugger over my legs. They moved up past the satin flashes over my garter clips and across the bare, shaved skin of my thighs. At last, with a shudder of pleasure, I pulled them up taut over my bottom and vainly tried to get my throbbing cock to fit inside them. I gave up, leaving it half exposed jutting up out the top of the panties. Turning around I knew they were perfect. My bottom looked like a gorgeous girl. I did the two finger straightening move that always drove me wild watching Marilyn. Now the panties were perfectly smooth and stretched across my bottom. Sadly, I put my socks and trousers back on. I tried to distract myself until my cock softened enough to slip inside its delicate sissy home. "Thanks, Bette," I said warmly as I made my way through the store. She had a face of apology. Julie was standing there and had seen me walk out of the special room. My face flushed red and my cock softened further as I hurried out of the store. I made it back to the car and put Julie out of my mind. I'd used up enough time in the mall to make my way home and to my surprise. I pulled my Audi up into our driveway, surprised to see a deep green BMW parked there as well. (Marilyn drove a Lexus). My heart was racing and my stomach felt quivery with my excitement. My cock got half hard out of a mixture of excitement and terror. Marshalling myself, I whispered that Marilyn would never let anything bad happen to me in our play times. It would be perfectly all right. It could even be amazing. Grabbing my laptop case and the Veronica's bag, I triggered the garage door and walked inside. I left the laptop and bag just inside the door to my study and headed to the living room in the back of the house. I could hear Marilyn talking with someone. I paused to get my hands to stop shaking and then tried to walk in casually. Marilyn was sitting in the living room with a wine glass talking with a handsome black man who was also enjoying the wine. The man was dressed in a smart jacket, dress shirt and slacks. Marilyn was wearing a silk blouse and surprisingly I could see her breasts vaguely outlined underneath. No bra. "Ah, John, I'm glad you're home," she said happily, standing and coming over to kiss me. "Trust me," she whispered in my ear before turning back to our guest. "John, I'd like you to meet Andre. He started working at my firm a few months ago and I thought it was more than time for us to get acquainted." "Pleased to meet you, John," said Andre with a smile. He shook my hand. "I'm so glad Marilyn invited me to visit. It's been a little hard adjusting to a new city with the new job." With that, the ice was broken. I opted for an iced tea and joined them. Andre talked at length about growing up in Albany, New York, and working his way through SUNY. Add a law degree and a few years practicing in California and we were brought up to the present. I told him about the software company I worked for and the sorts of clients I got to work with all over the country. Marilyn added how she and I met and some of her own history. The conversation roamed organically as all genuine talks among friends do with no awkward pauses. Soon, Marilyn and Andre had finished the bottle of wine. When we finally did pause, it lasted awhile. We all sort of looked at each other and embraced the warmth of what we were creating. More was communicated during that quiet than the previous two hours. Marilyn then stood up, placing her wine glass on the coffee table. She smiled at us and began to unbutton her silk blouse. I sighed audibly as her full breasts were revealed and the blue satin cincher I'd given her the month before. She continued by slipping off her heels and then her slacks to reveal matching blue thigh high stockings and satin panties. Her nipples were getting hard and she couldn't stop from touching them briefly with her fingers. Marilyn turned to me and nodded. I stood up as well and nervously unbuttoned my dress shirt. I took it and my t-shirt off, a little disappointed that I wasn't wearing a chemise or bra. Marilyn's hands had moved down to caress her bottom through her panties and then back to her breasts. I got rid of my shoes and socks and dropped my pants to the floor. My black nylon seamed thigh-high stockings showed off my toned legs. They were attached to a black satin garter belt. My brand new pink panties were above the garters. My cock could be clearly seen, half-hard in the panty satin. Andre smiled. "Guess it's my turn." He stood and stripped down, taking time to carefully lay his expensive clothes over the back of the couch. Soon he was down to his jockey shorts. I was amazed by the size of his cock laying in the cotton. I kicked myself internally for thinking about the stereotype of black men but in this case at least it was true. Unsure, Andre sat back down on the couch. Marilyn gave him a smile and turned to me. "Jenny, would you like to kiss me?" she asked. I nodded eagerly. Marilyn sat back on the couch beside Andre and lay back with her bottom on the edge. I got down between her knees and ran my hands over her legs, stroking her skin through the pretty blue nylons. Her hands were on her breasts as I moved in to kiss her panties. While I don't fetishize sexual odors, I could appreciate her arousal and the aroma of her pussy. She was very wet and that pleased me. She was excited by the experiment. I lost track of Andre for awhile as I eagerly dove into pleasing my wife. Eventually my hands were under her bottom gripping and squeezing her buttocks and spreading them as my tongue lapped over her panties. Finally, she pulled the sodden panties to the side and I began to tongue and suck her clit. She began to moan, pulling on her own nipples, and then she came. I could feel the repeated clenching and release of her pussy as waves of pleasure washed over her. I kept licking and kissing gently until she moved my face from her sex. "Jenny is suuuch a good little slut... my little lesbian lover..." mused Marilyn languidly. She looked over at Andre and grinned. He was naked now and was stroking his cock. It was quite thick and long. Pretty ambitious of Marilyn to be sure. "You know, Jenny is also very skilled in other things... In fact..." said Marilyn standing up. She let her soaked panties drop and stepped out of them. "In fact, would you like her to _kiss_ you?" "Uh, yeah, I'd like that," said Andre quietly. Marilyn put out her hand and had Andre stand up. "Now, it's Jenny's first time for real, so let's just take it slow and see if it works." Marilyn picked up a tube of lipstick from the side table and carefully applied it to my lips. We were practiced at this and she put on a thick layer. Next my wife took my hand and brought me over to Andre, kneeling in front of him. I'd knelt in front of her many times with her big strap-on rubber dildo but a real man and a real cock bobbing in front of my face was very different. I could see the bead of precum at the tip of his cock. I could smell his sex and arousal mixed with his cologne. Inside my panties my cock was getting very hard. It escaped up, hanging out in the air and making my panties slide deliciously over my ass. "Jenny is a pretty slut, a very sexy little sissy, Andre," said Marilyn softly, encouraging me with the cue words that got me more excited. "She's a good little cock-sucker too. Loves wrapping her pretty lips around a cock until it cums." "Jenny, do you want to kiss Andre's cock?" she asked. I was breathless and my heart was pounding in my chest but I nodded. I was so close to my fantasy, I had to see it through. Marilyn knelt with me and place her hand gently on the back of my neck. Her other hand rested on Andre's thigh. I felt the slightest pressure from her fingers and I leaned in closer. I found my fist clenched around my throbbing cock. I hit Andre's cock with my nose first which made me laugh and some of my nervous tension eased. I moved in again on my own. My tongue slipped out and I flicked at the bead of precum. I lapped and tasted the first cum that wasn't my own. It was different than mine though I couldn't pinpoint the flavors. But it was slippery precum and I thrilled to have it on my tongue. I opened my mouth and began to kiss the head. I moved around the thick head and licked the sensitive underside. I kissed down the shaft and back up. Finally, I opened wider and brought the head into my mouth. I was careful to keep my teeth off the sensitive skin, but it was hard. The cock was large enough to stretch my lips. It was hot and musky. My nose was filled with his sex and I heard Marilyn cooing. "Good girl, Jenny, give his cock a nice suck like a nasty sissy slut." I moved to bring more cock into my mouth but after about another inch or so past his head it butted against my throat. I'd been able to deep throat a slender flexible Feeldoe cock from Marilyn but there was no way I was getting this any further. So I worked with what I could. I lubricated the cock with my saliva until it was sliding easily past my lips. My tongue swirled on it and I took my free hand to grasp his shaft, stroking it. "Mmmmm, yeah," breathed Andrea and I felt his hips shift a bit. I felt that he wanted to push his cock into my mouth, to fuck my mouth. I pulled off and kept stroking him. "You can fuck my mouth, but just short. I can't take much," I said quietly. Andre nodded. I put my mouth back on his cock and felt his push in, stroking short in and out. I moaned and felt so much like the sissy slut I craved. A man was getting off in my mouth. Marilyn put her hand on my cock and I removed mine. I felt her start to stroke my own shaft, giving me just the right pressure. I lost myself for a little while, my mind swirling with sensations and the thrill of my sissidom. I moaned around Andre's cock and made my mouth a tight hole for him. I could taste his come sneaking out and coating my tongue. "I'm gonna cum," moaned Andre and I felt his hand on my head. Marilyn began to stroke my cock faster and faster. She rubbed her hand over my pantied-bottom. I made my mouth even tighter and then felt my balls swelling and tightening with intense pleasure. I moaned around Andre's cock and then felt it throb. Cum started splashing against my mouth and throat just as my own cock began to explode. Cum coated my mouth and teeth. It was all I could do to keep my throat closed as my own orgasm rushed through my body. Soon, cum was running down my chin. Andre pulled back and the last splashes of cum hit my lips and nose. I leaned forward with my tongue and caught the flow of cum off the end of his cock as I stroked it. I started swallowing and lapping it off my face. It was pungent but perfect. I'd made a guy cum and I was swallowing his load. It made my own orgasm just perfect. That night after Andre had left us, Marilyn and I snuggled in our bed. We were cleaned up and in fresh panties and slips so our bodies slid against each other like girls. "I think Jenny liked her surprise," whispered Marilyn as she hugged my chest. "It was... amazing. Very sexy." "Again sometime?" "Yeah... sometime," I agreed. I didn't want this particular variation to get too commonplace so spacing it out would be good. "Maybe a smaller cock so I can take it all..." "You little slut!" One Special Night This story is completely fictional. It is nothing more than a fantasy of mine. Thanks for reading! Feel free to leave comments at the bottom!! ***** What would it be like to be with a gay guy, Roxi thought to herself. I doubt I would meet one willing to figure it out. But I wonder. She had been watching a gay couple making out at the bar. It made her wonder what they were planning on doing later. The thought made her wet, so she clenched her legs and looked away. She really needed to find an open gay guy. She wanted to know what it was like to be with a man who had experience being a submissive. Niko wanted a guy to play with anyway, so she was at the bar, hoping for a miracle. A couple tables away sat a guy playing on his phone. He didn't seem to care about what anyone was saying, doing, or talking about. He was checking out a couple guys and texting someone. Roxi watched him for a few minutes with interest. He was barely taller than her, with a dark brown (obviously color treated) long-ish fohawk, and soft, bored eyes. She didn't know what color they were from across the bar, but they looked dark. He was wearing a t-shirt with a skull on it and faded jeans. From what Roxi could see, he looked kind of preppy, but looks were usually deceiving. Resolving that the worst he could do was tell her no, she headed over to his table and sat down. "I saw you staring at me. What do you want? I'm not interested in women, so if that's what you're looking for-" "It's not." She blurted, cutting him off. She made herself comfortable and leaned closer to him. "If you're interested in having fun, I'm going to go have a smoke." With a grin, she slid off the stool and headed outside. On the side of the building was a covered nook where she sat and puffed on her cigarette. The menthol flavor bothered her a little, but not as bad as the taste of a regular smoke. She only smoked when she drank or when she was super stressed. At the moment, with a couple long islands in her and not being with a woman in so long, she really needed one. The nicotine calmed her down and cleared her head, got rid of the ache. She tossed the first one and lit a second, taking a calming drag. From around the corner, she heard a clicking of heels. As she suspected, it was the guy from inside, but he was dragging someone with him. "Sorry I took so long to come talk to you, I had to go grab my friend here. This is Maddie. She's only 19, but I thought you should be able to have some fun as well." He winked at her and motioned for her to lead the way. The girl next to him was gorgeous, but thankfully no taller than Roxi herself. To Roxi, she looked like a sexy raggedy ann doll. Freckles, curly red hair, long legs, and bright blue eyes. The girl had legs for days, and a perfectly round ass. She had a narrow waist and small breasts, only about a B cup. She was wearing what barely passed for a dress. Sitting on the step where she was, she was lower than Maddie, and could see that her sheer panties were already wet. With a wicked grin, Roxi nodded at the girl and started for her car. Once they were settled and one the road, Maddie started babbling. Her bubbly personality kept them all laughing the whole way to the house. It was hard not to smile around the girl, she was a ray of light. She was going to bring Niko home quite the surprise. ~*~ When they were back at her house, the four of them sat in her living room and talked. Her new lesbian friend Maddie was in only her bra and panties, her sheer pink thong not covering much. Niko was in his trusty basketball shorts, the only thing he wore when he was lounging at home. Roxi had changed into a short blue silky nightgown with a matching robe. It barely covered the swell of her cleavage, but that was the point. She wanted Maddie to see them. Finally, Ian was only in his boxers. He was well built, like Niko, with toned arms and abs. He had some pudge, here and there, but it made him look softer, not rounder. He was tan, but not too dark, he and Niko were close on that one as well. The difference between the two was that Ian had a rounder face, where Niko's was very angular and defined. They sat by the fire and talked while she watched with a smile. She noticed Maddie stand and walk away, but not towards the bathroom. Instead, she was going for the spare bedroom. Assuming she was just confused and lost, Roxi jumped up and followed the girl into the other room. When she stepped in the room and shut the bedroom door behind her, she was jumped. ~*~ Back out in the living room, as soon as the girls had left, Ian leaned over and kissed Niko. Surprised, but not disturbed by it, he responded in kind by moving closer. For kissing a guy, this was definitely not that bad. Teeth nipped lips playfully, causing gasps of surprise and lust from both of them. In front of the fire, they embraced, hands roaming over muscle, exploring every inch. With every touch of lips, they each became more feral. Ian ran his nails down Niko's back, making him shudder and whimper. Hands ran underneath the waistband of shorts and boxers. Ian smiled and grabbed his friend's cock, mouth watering at the thought of tasting it. Niko gasped and thrust his hips forward. When lips closed around him, his breathing got shallow. He moaned and enjoyed the sensations he was experiencing until it was just too much to handle. When he was close to cumming, he pushed Ian onto his back on the rug and yanked his boxers off. Ian didn't have a chance to argue before his entire 9 1/2 inches was buried deep in Niko's ass. ~*~ In the bedroom, Maddie was pinned facing the door. She dug her nails into the wood and screamed in pleasure. As soon as the door had shut, she had tried to get the upper hand and lost. When she had turned to grab and kiss the girl, Roxi was already out of the way. Instead, she ended up pushing Maddie up onto the door with her ass sticking out. Without warning, she spread the girls ass cheeks and stuck her tongue into the forbidden bud. The taste overwhelmed her instantly. Sweet but exotic, kind of like the girl herself. So tight, it hurt her tongue after a few minutes, so she used her fingers instead. The girl in front of her moaned her approval. She arched her back and adjusted her perky little ass for better access, but Roxi pulled away. "Why don't you go lie on the bed? I have something special," she said with a nasty grin. Maddie shuddered and obeyed, lying on her back with her legs spread. Roxi followed her, propping in between them and sticking her tongue in the girls sopping wet pussy. She felt muscles twitch and shake beneath her. Her fingers found Maddie's ass again and pushed. With barely any resistance, they slid in. She felt the girl shake beneath her as her moans echoed around the room. Pulling her finger out, she kissed the girls clit and stood up. "Don't move," she said before leaving the room to go grab her toys. ~*~ "Fuck me harder!" Niko said to Ian while he was bent over the back of the couch. Ian was thrusting his cock in and out of her boyfriend's ass with a vengeance. He was enjoying every inch of it, too. They didn't even notice her sneak by and slink into her room. She pulled on her thigh high fishnets, clipped on her garter belt and finally fastened on her strap-on. When she went shut her bedroom door, the boys were changing positions. She thought for a moment and grabbed Maddie out of the spare bedroom. Now, Ian's dick still nestled safely in Niko's ass. It made her wet just thinking about it. He was bouncing on Ian's cock, not caring what was going on around them, so the 19 year old made a beeline for him and swallowed his. Smiling, Roxi stepped behind Maddie and lifted her ass in the air. Mouth still around Niko's cock, she obliged, wiggling her way onto the fake dick being pushed into her own ass. Roxi started slow, reveling in the sound of the whimpers coming from the girl. She pulled out slowly, watching her fake cock slide out of the tiny hole. Just as slowly, she slid it back in. Shivers ran down her spine as she ran her nails down Maddie's. They both shook with pleasure. The teenager in front of her started moving faster, fucking herself in the ass. Her moans got louder. She deep throated Niko, who gasped as Ian thrust into him hard. The scene in front of her turned her on so much, she did the same. She lost herself in the reality of what was happening and started moving her hips. Maddie cried out in pleasure, "oh, yes!" Roxi smacked her ass and thrust harder and faster. One of the straps for her harness rubbed her clit as she pounded the girl's ass. They switched positions after a bit. This time, Ian bent over the couch and crooked his finger at Roxi with a grin. She cocked her head in suspicion and raised an eyebrow. Niko took her hand and guided her behind his new friend. He squatted and stuck his tongue in the man's ass, making Ian shake and cry out. Maddie followed and slapped the creamy white skin, looking back at Roxi and motioning for her to come closer. Ian looked her in the eyes and smiled. He wanted it just as much as she did. He pushed Niko away and she took his place. He had such a cute little asshole, small like her boyfriend's, so she dove right in. He dug his nails into the couch and moaned. While her tongue was in his ass, Niko was underneath him with his mouth full of cock. When Roxi felt her new toy's ass was nice and lubed, she stood up and lined up her strap on with his tiny hole. He groaned and pushed back onto her until it slid in. He didn't stop pushing, he fucked his own ass with her dildo hard. After a moment, she got into the rhythm as well and started hammering away at him. Ian started moaning louder with every thrust, panting that he was about to cum. "Not a chance," Roxi said to him, slowing her thrusts. Niko pulled him out of his mouth, as well, only using hands to keep him aroused. Ian whimpered and begged to cum, making Roxi laugh. In response, they moved to the bedroom. She had him on all fours, with his legs spread wide so she could grab them for leverage. To get a better angle, she leaned forward with her legs spread a little. It was her favorite way to fuck Niko. Out of nowhere, she felt something touching her own ass. It was Maddie. She had found the second dildo and was slowly pushing it into Roxi. Her thigh muscles clenched out of instinct, impeding the girl's progress. Maddie wasn't discouraged for long. With the assistance of Niko, they used tongues and fingers to lube up her ass, but it wasn't the dildo that was put inside her. "Hey baby, do you enjoy fucking his ass?" she heard suddenly in her ear. Her boyfriend's arm slid around her stomach slowly and pulled her close, sliding his rock hard 8 inches into her ass. The verbal stimulation combined with how slow he was entering her sent her into a small orgasm, making her body quiver. His nails ran down her back, making her close her eyes and moan. He filled her so perfectly, without pain. It was wonderful. She had begun to enjoy it so much, she usually didn't want him to stop until it started hurting. When she opened her eyes and looked down, Ian's face was buried in Maddie's perfect little pink pussy. She didn't know why, but seeing a gay man with his face buried in a lesbian's pussy sent Roxi over the edge. She grabbed Ian's thighs and pounded his ass as hard and fast as she could, fucking her own ass with Niko's cock at the same time. When her orgasm started, she watched Maddie tense up and scream "oh...oh...oh...OH...FUCK!!" She still didn't let either of the boys cum, she wanted them to finish each other off. Niko took her spot, and she had Ian flip onto his back. Her boyfriend's dick slid smoothly into the gay man's ass. When he was all the way in, he bent lower and they kissed, intensely. Ian reached down and grabbed Niko's hips, pushing him away and pulling him close. Tongues twirled around each other, sharing moans and breath. Roxi felt herself getting wet again, so she threw Maddie on the bed next to Ian and shoved her strap on in her ass. Maddie screamed "YES!" and started fucking the fake dick as soon as it was inside her. Alongside her boyfriend, they pounded away at their guests asses, Ian cumming all over his stomach and face while Niko came in the man's abused asshole. After he pulled out, Niko and Maddie took turns licking cum off of Ian's chest and sharing it with a kiss. One Special Night with Mum This is another story, from a reader of mine. This, their 3rd suggestion for a story I have written. Enjoy! * Hi. My name is Sophie. I am 20 years old and still live with my mother, I mean who doesn't, house prices these days. I skipped college having found a good job working for my father. My parents had been divorced for most of my life, but they had still remained good friends. My mum and I were both bi-sexual and we both had friends who were of the same persuasion. One of my mum's friends had spent 2 months trying to get me into bed. Even though she was quite attractive, I felt that it would be a bit weird, especially as she was friends with mum. But eventually she got me, telling me she would show me the night of my life. It was ok, but not the best night, that was going to happen later. I would go into detail, but the night I am going to tell you about is what this story is really about. One night, with the scent of sex in the air, two heavy breathing, and satisfied woman were laid together in bed. One of them was me, the other my 42 year old lover Maxine. Maxine was beautiful for her age and had kept herself trim. Her breasts were quite large and even though they sagged a little, they were quite the most perfect breasts I had ever seen. She was very good and drove me wild with pleasure in bed. I was always satisfied and my body glowed afterwards. This one night though we had been role playing. Me playing the daughter, Maxine the mother. It was quite exciting for me, but she just went crazy and came several times. "God, what got into you?" I asked. "Did I hurt you?" she asked sincerely. "No, not at all, but I have never seen you so excited." "Well it had been a fantasy of mine to sleep with my daughter, but could not find anybody to play the role of my daughter." "So for the last month and the 2 months of seduction, have all been a ploy to get to this moment?" "I won't lie and say no, but I was attracted to you when we first met. It just happened that you were my daughter's age as well." she admitted. "I can't believe you want to commit incest with your own daughter." I stated. "Please don't judge me, it was just a fantasy." "I wasn't judging you. I would have to judge myself, because I imagined you were really my mother and it excited me." "Have you ever fantasized about your mum?" she asked. "Yes." "You should try it for real?" "No way." "If my daughter would have propositioned me for sex, I would have done it. But as the mother I would never ever make the first move." "So what's your point?" "If you mother's anything like me, and I had a daughter as beautiful as you, she would say yes to you too." "I can't believe you're actually suggesting this." "I can't believe you're still discussing it, rather than walk away. It at least tells me you're interested." "I am not going to have sex with my own mother." "It would be easy; you know she is interested in woman. All you need to do is just make the first move, and the night will most possibly end with the greatest sex of your life." "I thought you were the best, that's how I ended up in your bed. And I admit you are the best I have had." "But to actually fuck your mother, it is the ultimate taboo and the ultimate turn on. The sex would be the most amazing adventure of your life." "I think I would like to sleep now." And I did and for the next few days the idea would not leave my mind. I tried not to avoid my mum but it was becoming increasingly difficult to be around her, and not check her out. It was like I had been wearing mum glasses all my life, and somebody had suddenly removed them, I now all I saw was a very, very sexy woman. Personally she was a lot better looking than Maxine and many other women I knew. So I had a choice to make. Either do what Maxine told me to do and make a play for her, or move out. I could not get the idea out of my head, and by the end of the first week, I was becoming more distant and she was getting more worried. She even asked if she had done something wrong. I should have told her that apart from being beautiful, no. But I just shook my head and escaped. But before I made my choice. I started to ask very subtle questions. One night over dinner, I even told her about Maxine and that I was sleeping with an older woman. I thought that I would try and do something nice for mum, especially all the things I had done avoiding her, when it wasn't even her fault. This started the conversation that I had wanted to have with her. "You're fucking Maxine, my best friend Maxine?" asked mum angrily. "Yes, that Maxine." I answered simply. "But why?" "She said she was a good fuck and I should have a go." "So how long?" "About a month or so, though I have not seen her in a week." "Is this why you have been avoiding me?" she asked, folding her arms. "No. I really have just had something on my mind." "Why did you not tell me? I would have understood. You know I like to know who you are with. I'm more pissed that you never told me sooner." Now there are a lot of women who say their mum is their best friend. Well my mum was more like that, than my mum. After my parents divorced, I became a daddy's girl, and went to live with him. But when I was 16, dad got married to a wonderful woman. But she had 2 kids. So to give daddy the happiness he deserved I moved in with mum. Mum and I never had a true mother/daughter relationship. We just did the best friend thing and talked about sex, boys, and eventually girls. But the idea to have sex with her was not something that occurred to me, she was still my mother. I could easily see her as a woman and so the idea of having sex with her was an easier choice to make. "Because I thought you might not like me fucking one of your friends, or that she was older." "I don't mind you being with older women. I have been with a lot of younger women, and if people thought that was wrong, it would mean less fun for me." "So you don't mind I sleep with Maxine?" "No, but Maxine would not be my first choice." she seemed miffed. "Why not?" "Because you could have someone so much better." "Like?" I asked rolling my hand for suggestions. "Well, I don't really know, just somebody with more class." "Maxine is not that bad, plus she can me make me cum like nobody else." "I've fucked Maxine, and she told me I was the best." she said. What an interesting statement. "So you're better than Maxine?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "I try to give more than receive. So I probably am, definitely more considerate than most." "Well maybe we should have sex, maybe you could give me a good time." I finally said what I needed to. "What?" "Me and you, upstairs in your bed. You, giving me the best orgasms. Then I could show you what I can do." Blunt, I know, but what the hell. I had already decided I might as well see way this leads, because I was not about to move out yet. "I can't believe you are suggesting this. Maxine told you to do this? She probably said that every mother wants to fuck her daughter?" she asked. "Yes, how did you know?" "Me and some of the girls were discussing fantasies. She keeps bringing up the same one." "So have you thought about having sex with me?" again blunt. "In my fantasies, yes. But actually thought about doing it for real, no." Over the years I learnt to manipulate, so I was going to use my skill to get what I wanted. What was needed now was I bit of reverse psychology or just a straight seduction. I knew many tricks, especially watching Maxine seducing me. "In my fantasies too, but since Maxine suggested the idea, I just see you as a very beautiful woman, and I want to have sex with you so bad." "You can get that idea out of your head." "Why, don't you think I am beautiful?" "No, I am not saying that. You are very beautiful." "Then you want to have sex with me too." "No, you are my daughter." "And you are my mother. But we are both beautiful women, who need to have good sex. And I know if we do, it will be the greatest ever." My feet were bare as I slid my left foot up her leg, then between them, under her skirt, until my foot was rubbing her panty covered, and very wet, pussy. "You're so wet, I know you want this too." "Don't?" Even though she seemed angry, she had not moved. I looked into her eyes, my big toe trying to push into her slit, then rubbing her clit. Her body language slowly began to change. Her eye lids began to grow heavy, her breathing became harder as she began to lose herself in the feelings. No more speaking was needed. She definitely wanted this. I mean who stops when they are about to cum. So I put the final touches to my seduction and went down on her. I removed my foot and quickly got on my knees. I went under the table and saw mum's legs were wide enough for my head and one hand. My hand revealed her pussy by moving her panties to the side. It was hairless and smelt wonderful. I licked her arousal; she tasted pretty good for an older woman, good diet. Mum moaned as soon as my tongue got to work. I did not stop as I licked her slit, fucking her occasionally with my tongue. Then I licked and sucked her clit, occasionally biting it. Mum's ass was moving as she humped my face. I moved my spare hand between my legs, into my panties and fingered myself. Mum had moved her legs to either side of the table leg to give me more room. I had her juices all over my face, and the fact it was my mum, just really pushed me over the edge as I screamed "Mum" into her pussy as I came. Followed quickly by mum. "Oh fuck Sophie, my baby, oh.......FUCK..." she screamed. I collapsed, my head resting on mums thigh, mum rubbing my head gently. "I need to go upstairs and shower, then to bed." "No don't? I want you mum for tonight, just as you are." "But we've already gone too far." I got out from under the table and mum closed her legs. I straddled her lap, even with the limited space, I managed to fit. "No, we have only taken the first step. And it was amazing and drove me to masturbate, to the best orgasm I have ever given myself. I want more; I want to experience the full taboo. I want you to fuck me hard and I want to make you scream my name into the night. Why stop, if it is just for tonight, and it will be." I leaned in and kissed her lips. She was definitely interested as she licked her juices of my face. I gently lifted myself onto the edge of the table. I leaned back and slipped off my panties. Spreading my legs I gave mum the perfect invitation. Which she accepted as she held my thighs apart and moved her mouth to begin licking. "That's it mum, lick my pussy. Taste how wet you make me." I began to move my hips as my orgasm built, I was quickly ready to cum again. I moaned and began to grasp the table edges, trying to hold on; enjoying the ride mum was giving me. Mum was skilled, she took me to the edge, and then she would stop and then start again. In the end I grabbed her head and held her face to my pussy. "Fuck me, fuck me mum, and don't stop." Then screamed. I let go of mum's head and she got up to get us both a glass of water. "Here." She offered. I sat up and drank the water in one. "You had better get out of those clothes before you get off the table." "You don't have to seduce me; I'd already planned to strip naked." "I know, but you have got gravy on the back of your shirt, and probably have my dinner on your ass." Then I realised I had forgotten to clear the table before getting on it. See how excited I was, my rational mind had gone of for an early night. I looked in mum's eyes and smiled as I began to unbutton my top. But mum's eyes were lowering as I revealed my breasts. I was not wearing a bra; I never do when hanging around the house. She licked her lips as I completely removed my top. I unzipped my skirt, and then sat back down in the middle. "Do you mind helping?" She nodded dazed. She stepped forward and removed my skirt, leaving me naked on the kitchen table. "Do you like what you see?" "Very much, I know I shouldn't, but you are so beautiful." "Thanks to you, thank god I got your genes in me. But to appreciate the full picture of you, you need to be naked too?" She smiled at me as she began to undress. When she removed her shirt and bra, I saw her breasts. They were amazing, much better than Maxine's. They were smaller than hers and mine, so they were still pretty firm. She removed her skirt and panties in one go and stood in front of me, naked. God I was wet and was ready to move the action to the bedroom. "I think we need to get more comfortable and warm. I suggest your bed." "You go on ahead, let me just lock up the house." So she helped me off the table. Then before I left, pulled me towards her and kissed me hard. Once I had my legs back, she slapped my ass playfully as I left the room to head upstairs. I only had to wait a few minutes before mum entered her room. I had spent those few minutes getting in position. When mum found me, the bed sheets had been pulled off the bed, and I was lying in the middle, spread eagle, holding a strap-on in my hand. She got on the bed, between my legs and walked on her knees towards me. I gave her the strap-on. "Are you sure?" she asked me. "Yes, I want you to fuck me hard. All night long, with that, your fingers and your mouth." "But usually I am quite loving and gentle in bed, especially as you're my daughter; I do not wish to hurt you." "Trust me; things will get heated no matter how gentle you are. Plus if this is just about fucking, not love, then it will help us distance ourselves afterwards." "If I hurt you, you will tell me?" "I will, but even if you fuck me hard, I am sure you know how to use that thing without doing any damage." We both helped put on the strap-on her, and then I returned to my position while mum got on top of me. She guided the head of the dildo to my pussy entrance and it easily slid in, but she did not push the whole thing in me just yet. She was easing it in gently and I wrapped my legs around her waist. Once she felt I was ready, especially as I begged for it all. She pushed it in hard, to the hilt, and then furiously began to fuck me hard. "That's it mum, fuck me." God I had never been so excited. Mum was breathing heavily, pumping hard into me. Watching me moan, as I clawed at her back, she began to nibble and suck my neck. She marked my neck many times as she kept up the pace. I could feel her breathe hard into my neck as she began to loose the strength and the rhythm. But I was so close, so I grabbed her ass, helping her to fuck me to the end of my orgasm. I could feel it building; it was going to be so fucking good. "Almost.....there......OH FUCK...... MUUUUMMMMM." I screamed as the pleasure reached its pinnacle and I crashed. Mum fell limp on me as she rested. I managed to move her onto her back with the dildo still in me. I sat up and slowly began to move again. My hands rested on her breasts, squeezing them as I began to fuck myself on the dildo. Mum sat up and began to lick and suck my nipples, helping to bring my orgasm closer. She grabbed my ass tight and began to move my lower body against her fake cock. "That's it baby, cum again on my cock. I can feel you fucking me, it is so fucking amazing. You are turning me on more than any other woman has." She slid a hand between us and began to stimulate my clit, roughly, with her fingers. "Oh mum, I'm going to cum again. I love fucking you." I moaned against her neck, my orgasm, close. Until finally, I came, biting her neck as I screamed. "That's it baby. Did you enjoy?" "Fan-fuckin-tastic. Amazing. Now I think you need to cum." "I already did. Making you cum was so amazing, I actually came." "Yes but I need to have more control over it. I want you to feel the excitement I felt. Strap-on or fingers?" "If you're offering. I'll take both and the rest of the night." And that is where I will stop this story. The rest of the night was like a dream. I do recommend you try fucking your mum. As a woman, I know how good women can make each other cum. But the taboo to actually fuck my mum, was so arousing, exciting, amazing and fucking great. I must have cum like 6 times. Mum was such an amazing woman, not only allowing us both the chance at pure pleasure and bliss, but her skill in bed was just the best I have ever had. The next morning I awoke very sore, both inside and out. I was resting my head on mum's naked chest. I needed the toilet and a shower. So I left mum to sleep and entered the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked to spot my body covered in bites and bruises. I imagined mum would find the same thing. After I finished in the bathroom, I returned to my own room, got dressed and went downstairs to clear up after the night before and make us both breakfast and a good cup of coffee. Mum must have smelt both as she came downstairs in her night gown, just as I placed everything on the table. We both smiled forcibly at each other, as we remembered the night before. "Morning sweetheart. Thanks for making breakfast." she said, starting what would probably be an uncomfortable chat. "Sorry about any bruises you may find. I feel so sore this morning." I said trying to ease the tension in the room. "Pretty amazing night, so I don't mind, but I am sorry I hurt you." "Don't worry; it will be a good reminder of a night I will never forget." "Neither will I. So what happens next? Because I feel a bit weird now." "I think we should just remember the night as the greatest pleasure either of us has so far experienced, and I believe will never experience again. Savour last night as one special night with each other." "Do you think it will be that easy to forget what we did with each other, and be able to carry on as normal?" "No, it won't be easy. But over time, things should return to normal. Occasionally I guess we can both remember last night, and use it to stimulate our fantasies. But I will never tell anyone what we did." "Not even Maxine." "No. I am going to end it with Maxine. I was only looking for a really great night of sex with her, but I found it with you. So now I think I will let life settle, maybe even find someone who I can have a proper relationship with, not just about sex." "I am glad that last night was as good for you as it was for me." "It was, and thank you for allowing me to have my way with you." "No, thank you for suggesting it." So that was the last we ever mentioned of that night. After a few weeks, we became comfortable with each other and things returned to normal. Maxine was not happy to be dumped. One night about 2 months after our special night, we decided to go out for the night. I met a woman named Sally; she was 2 years older than me. She joined me and mum, and by the end of the night, I felt Sally and I had developed something special. We have been together for 6 happy months and I hope it lasts, because I have just moved in with her. I still see mum once a week and she is happy for me. Daddy, having no real knowledge about my preferences, although I had slept with a few blokes in the office, was happy that I was happy, but a little shocked when he met Sally.