Daughter Takes Over pt 6

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Daughter Takes Over pt 6The morning found Carolyn and her pretty daughter and lover Sharon entwinedtogether in Carolyn’s bed. There was a pillow on the floor and the sheetswere tangled. Sunlight streamed cheerfully through the lace curtains. Aclock ticked sweetly.Carolyn opened her eyes, and a smile curved her lips. She tracedSharon’s neck with her red fingernails, and softly kissed her sleepingc***d. 13-year-old Sharon stirred sleepily and cuddled even closer to herMom, sighing happily.Carolyn swung over on top of her delicious daughter, straddlingher. Sharon’s eyes opened as she felt the bed-warmth of her mother’s bodyatop her. She reached up and caressed her Mom lazily, smiling warmly up atthe older woman.Her voice sultry with sleep she cocked her head adorably and asked,”Are you gonna fuck me, Mom?””We’ll see, Honey,” teased Carolyn.”Oh Mom, ‘we’ll see’ means never!” pouted the girl. “I want you to fuckme.” From Sharon’s lips, the rude word sounded sweet, even innocent.A wicked idea seared through Carolyn and she licked her lips. “You needto learn to be independent!” she said imperiously, still straddling herdaughter and softly rubbing her mound against her tummy.Sharon gave her Mom an arch look and said, “But I’m stillbreast-feeding, Mom. How can I be independent?” She grinned up at hermother, then sighed as her Mom slid across her body to whisper in Sharon’sear as she lay beside her, naked together on the bed.”Never mind that…til later,” whispered Carolyn erotically in herdaughter’s tender ear. “Sweetie…do you have any girlfriends at schoolthat you…well, that you like?” She emphasized the last word.Lying in her mother’s arms, the girl thought a moment. “You mean, girlsthat turn me on, Mom?””Yeah,” breathed Carolyn, idly toying with her daughter’s nipple.”There’s Cindy.””Mmm hmm. Tell me more,” she said, guiding Sharon’s delicate handbetween the girl’s own legs. Sharon gave her Mom a big-eyed look. She triedto move her hand away from her pussy, but her mother lightly slapped herhand and softly scolded, “Bad girl! Mommy wants your hand there, younglady! Mind me!’Sharon smiled deliciously at her Mom and continued. “Well, she’s gotlong pretty blonde hair,” Sharon began in her young girl’s voice, “and softlips that beg to be kissed, especially when she wears lip gloss.””Does she have breasts yet, honey?” asked Carolyn, her voice betrayingher arousal.”Oh yes, Mom, she has perfect breasts. They’re small but perfectlyround. You should see her in a tee shirt or a tight sweater. Oh god…”Sharon’s hand had begun move purposefully between her legs.”That’s right, sweetie, ” Carolyn soothed. “Mommy wants you tomasturbate about your friend Cindy. She’s soooo beautiful, isn’t she,honey?””Oh yessss, Mom, she is!” Sharon’s fingers were making a wet sound asshe played with herself for her mother. She parted her legs a little more,and her Mom encouraged her by lightly stroking her athletic youngthigh. “She…oh god….””What about her hips?” purred Carolyn in her sexiest voice.”Oh Mommm….””Her ass, honey, is it sexy?” She made the word ‘ass’ sound almostholy. Sharon didn’t answer right away, she was working her darling clit sofuriously, making little helpless cries of pleasure as she did.”Answer Mommy. Are your friend Cindy’s canlı bahis hips sexy? Don’t make me haveto spank you, young lady.”Sharon made a strangled little gasp and slid her fingers deep insideherself. “Yes, Mom, her hips are perf…perf…perfect…..when she wears askirt…aaaAAAAHHHHH!!!!”Carolyn held her climaxing daughter firmly to herself and cooed to theorgasmic teenager. “Yes, come sweetie, yes let go, yes Cindy is soooobeautiful, yes, you just can’t help but come about her…oh yessss.””Oh Mom….oh god,” panted Sharon, letting her slick, wet hand relax asher pussy spasmed beneath it.Carolyn leant over and softly kissed each of her orgasmic daughter’snipples. Then she smiled warmly at her girl and kissed her on the lips,lovingly, lingeringly.Then they heard Carolyn’s husband Bill stirring about the house anddecided to get up.”How is she?” asked Bill as the females appeared in their robes.Carolyn had almost forgotten the ruse about Sharon being sick lastnight. “Oh…I think she’s in the pink, dear,” said Carolyn, turning towardthe kitchen counter so he wouldn’t see the wicked smile on her face. Thenafter a bit, she shooed him out to go read his newspaper.Sharon approached her Mom as the older woman was about to break an egginto a pretty blue bowl. “Mom,” she sighed tenderly, slipping her sweethands inside her mother’s silk robe.”Sharon, your father–“”Mom,” repeated the girl, pulling her mother close and kissing her, Theegg dropped unheeded into the bowl as the woman and the girl kissed. “Mom,”growled Sharon hungrily as her small hands moved inside her Mom’s robe. Thesash slowly came undone as Sharon palmed her mother’s full breasts andcontinued frenching her. She could feel her Mom’s chest rising and fallingwith excitement. Sharon lowered her lips to her Mom’s breast and took herbrown nipple between her teeth. She gave it a little tug, then soothed itwith her lips and tongue.”God, Sharon,” panted Carolyn helplessly as her teenage daughterexpertly ravished her. The pretty school athlete lifted her Mom onto thecounter and lowered her mouth to her soaking wet pussy, then buried heryoung face in the warm heaven she found there. “Oh Sharon, ahhh Sharon,”Carolyn panted rythmically as she neared her climax.”Can you believe the price of lawn equipment these days?” bellowed Billas he came around the corner, eyeing his newspaper as if it were offendinghim. “They want the moon just for a riding mower!”Carolyn grabbed Sharon’s head and pressed it to her muff as if herorgasm depended on it…and it did. She screamed out in uncontrollableecstasy, “I LOVE you Sharon, I LOVE you Sharon, Oh GOD!!!!!!” She clampedher thighs around her daughter’s hair and worked her hips like a madwoman.Bill looked up dully from his paper like a man who has found anarmadillo in his easy chair, as if he might say, but YOU don’t belong here!Then his face disintegrated, his eyes bulged out, his neck popped and helooked as if he might stroke out at that very moment. “Gaaaaaa!” he said.”Oh Bill, I…” panted Carolyn deliriously as she loosened her hold onSharon. “I can… it’s not….oh fuck!” She waved her hand impatiently andlaughed.”Gaaaa!!” said Bill.”Daddy!” said Sharon, straightening up and smoothing her hair. Shelooked quickly bahis siteleri at her mother and began laughing, too.”Gaaaa?” queried Bill, looking like a rather rotund member of theundead.Carolyn buried her head in her hand, her shoulders rocking. Sharon letout a little snort. “daddy we were just…” She snorted helplessly again,then began to laugh again. The women held on to each other for support.Carolyn shouted deliriously, “It’s not like it seems!” They were institches. “We can…Ohhh, we can explain!” They were both weak withmerriment at the absurdity of it all.Bill slammed his newspaper down and found his voice. He hit the wallwith his fist. “This is…sick!” he was livid with rage. The woman and thegirl tried to gather their wits. This was serious.Bill took a menacing step toward them. Sharon quickly stepped betweenBill and Carolyn. Pudgy Bill considered the impassioned teenage athletebefore him, her face set, her toned legs ready to spring.He hesitated. With a hollow feeling he realized he was cowed byher. So, he made a great show of controlling himself, of seeming to tearhimself away and turn his wrath upon hanging pictures, the television,lamps, and the like. The bric-a-brac stood no chance.While Bill rampaged through the living room, Carolyn looked at herdaughter with awe. “You were great!” she said with real admiration. “I feltso protected,” she gushed, approaching Sharon. “Oh god, honey,” she said asshe lay back on the kitchen table and drew her daughter down on top ofher. Crash! pant. Smash! groan. The little duet between theSlaughter-of-the-End-Tables in the living room, and the union of lovers inthe kitchen continued for some minutes. Then Bill returned, sweating, outof breath, his anger spent. Sharon was on top of her mother, savoring theolder woman’s afterglow. She turned to face her father and accidentallyknocked a napkin holder onto the floor with her elbow. It fell with aclatter. So did Bill, out cold on the kitchen floor.”Oopsies,” said Sharon.Later, as Bill was being loaded on to the ambulance in astraightjacket, Carolyn told the officer, “Oh, it was just awful. We don’tfeel safe anymore!” Her hair was mussed, she seemed breathless, and heldher daughter protectively close. “Please help us!”Photos were taken of the wreckage. A little ceramic dwarf with a greenhat was all that had survived in the living room, and unfortunately, apolice photographer stepped on him and broke him, too.Bill filed for divorce, ranting about perversions and lesbiani****t. But he was heavily medicated and spent his days sitting in abathrobe on a hospital ward, playing checkers with a man who believedhimself to be Napoleon.Still, a social worker was dispatched to investigate his loonyallegations.Sharon answered the door when the bell rang, giving her mother areassuring look before she opened the door.A blonde woman in a silk blouse and black skirt and jacket stood on thestep.”Oh my GOD!!!” squealed Shaoron, and threw her arms around the womanand dragged her inside. The door was no sooner closed, than the prettyteenager was covering the visitor in kisses.”Sharon, honey, what are you doing?” asked Carolyn, not believing hereyes. Then, she saw the social worker’s face and her heart leapt. “Denise!”it was their friend canlı bahis siteleri Denise from the airport.”We forgot to exchange phone numbers!’ gushed Sharon, stroking theattractive profesional woman.Carolyn slowly approached Denise, and, with her daughter standing rightthere stroking them both, she tenderly kissed her on the lips. Soon Denisehad a woman kissing one breast through her silk blouse and bra, and a girlkissing the other. They guided her to the couch and both began making loveto her. Carolyn undressed while Sharon made out with Denise. Then shepressed the woman back onto the couch and straddled her head, feeding theblonde goddess her wet sex. Sharon put her head up under the woman’s skirtand kissed her mound through her damp panties.In this way, mother and daughter made love to the beautiful socialworker until both she and Carolyn had had several orgasms each.”Poor Sharon!” they cooed, and turned to the pretty young lady. Denisetenderly undressed her, then lay her down on the carpeted floor as thecreamy-skinned teenager’s mother looked on approvingly. Denise was on herhands and knees over the girl. She kissed her and then asked her in asympathetic baby-talk voice, “Is there any bad lesbianism going on, Sharon,sweetheart?” She leant to kiss the girl’s breast.”No,” managed Sharon through her pleasure. “What an idea,” she panted.Denise licked at her adorable little navel.In the same voice, she asked, “Does your Mommy ever touch you,dear. Like this?’ She cupped Sharon’s dripping wet mound with her manicuredfingers. “Or…like this?” She entered her. “Does she ever….do THIS?” Shelowered her blonde head and began suckling on the young woman’s clitoris asshe moved her fingers inside of her.”N-no, she never….ahhhhhh….never…oh, eat me Denise! Please keepeating me!” Carolyn could hear wonderful sexy wet sounds as Denise’s tongueand fingers worked her daughter to a brilliant climax. It warmed hermotherly heart to watch Sharon orgasm with this very beautiful woman.They made love for hours, then it was time for Denise to go and fileher report.Dressed again, she looked at the happy, satisfied females and asked,”Is there any truth to these allegations of lesbian i****t at all?”Carolyn just shook her hair like a frisky mare, and took her daughter’swrist and held the girl’s graceful hand out for Denise to inspect. OnSharon’s finger was a beautiful diamond engagement ring.”No,” purred Carolyn huskily. “There is no truth to them whatsoever, mybeautiful pussy-sweet Denise.””I didn’t think so,” said the blonde woman softly, admiring Sharon’ssparkling ring. “And that’s what I’ll put in my report!”A few months later, they all appeared before the honorable Judge Saffeau inher courtroom. Bill was accompanied by a bored-looking male nurse.Judge Saffeau ruled that all properties and full custody of the minorc***d should be awarded to Carolyn. Furthermore, she issued a restrainingorder forbidding Bill, an obvious menace, to come within a mile of them.Bill erupted, despite the efforts of the nurse to subduehim. “But…they’re lesbians! They do things that–“Judge Saffeau cut him off impatiently. “Yes, yes. I’ve had your ratherbizarre allegations checked out by a very competent, official office, and Ihave this report,” –she waved a folder — “stating that the homeenvironment is exemplary and should be maintained. I have made my ruling.”Judge Saffeau stood up to go.”All rise!” cried the bailiff.Bill passed out and fell with a thud. “Oh fooking hell!” said thenurse.

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