Pierre le Valle - Yes, My Darling Daughter!

“Soixant-neuf, darling?”

“Mmmm!”

I lay back again and she straddled me, moving herself back a little until her creamy buttocks hovered above my face. I looked up at them and at the long gash of her sex between the spread thighs; it was completely opened up, now, the hanging labia wet and heavy with her sexual lust.

I reached up between her thighs and round to clasp her hips, urging her down to my waiting mouth. Her thighs splayed wider as she lowered her hind lovely quarters, bringing her cunt to rest on my mouth.

We went madly at each other, then, our mouths sucking and even nibbling at the other's drooling quim. As I sucked on her, so she gave me a harder suck in return, tongue thrusting; even the tickling of her hair on the insides of my thighs added fuel to my passion.

I came first, spending at her mouth in a burst of flaming ecstasy, feeling her suck the fluid almost painfully from me. As sensation receded, I relaxed back exhausted, my mouth leaving her sex, still unsated, mutely begging for surcease.

When she felt me relaxing, she lifted her head and made to move away.

“No, darling, wait — just let me have a little rest first and then I'll see to you.”

I lay back, recovering my breath, looking up at my unfinished task from between her thighs. She lifted herself higher and looked back at me from between her legs.

“It felt and tasted as though you rather enjoyed yourself!”

“Mmmm-it was fabulous!”

“Want to rest a while longer before you see to my needs?”

“No-I'll take care of you right now! Just lower that sexy-looking thing a bit more and I'll do my best to suck you dry!”

Down it came with alacrity, covering my mouth with heated wetness. She knelt quite still, her head between my thighs, mouth just resting on my sex, as I gammed her. I reached down between her legs, feeling for her breasts, flattened against my stomach; she raised herself enough for me to get hold of them and I began to pull on the teats as though milking her.

This drove her wild as the nipples became hot and elongated under this treatment. She began giving my cunt great, passionate licks, frantically rubbing her own against my mouth.

Suddenly, she made me jerk hard as she sucked the lips of my vulva forcefully into her mouth, teeth nibbling; her cunt jabbed down on to my mouth and then her familiar and beloved nectar was seeping between my lips.

“Oh, darling, that was wonderful,” she sighed, as she relaxed beside me.

“We'll have to do that again-I'm afraid I didn't time it very well.”

“Well, you did have a start on me.”

We pulled a sheet up over us and switched off the light.

“Enjoy the week-end. Rita?”

Rather-except for one thing, of course.”

“Jane? Yes, that is all rather unfortunate.

“Funnily enough-I'm sorry from her point of view, as well; we bring her to the seaside to make a break for her and end up by smacking her bottom on the last night!”

“You had to do it, though, Rita, or goodness knows where it would end.” She snuggled up to me, kissed the lobe of my ear. “Poor darling, you have got some problems, haven't you? And all because of me.”

“Don't go blaming yourself again, dear-I wouldn't have it otherwise, now.”

“Darling.” A small whisper.

“Hm-hm?”

“It excites you, doesn't it?”

“What does?”

“Jane cuddling you.”

“It does, I'm afraid-and I hate myself for letting it.”

“It's not your fault — that's a natural reaction. It would do the same to me, and I'm no cradle-snatcher-especially the daughter of the woman I love! I must admit I found it pleasant seeing her all bare right down to her slim hips on the beach; those young tits of hers look very promising!”

“Stella-you are one lascivious woman!”

“I don't mean I have designs on the girl…”

“It wouldn't surprise me if she had designs on you, though! Didn't you notice the hot looks you got in your bikini?”

“Did I not! And how disappointed she looked when we kept our own titties covered. Mean, weren't we! She was just dying to have a peek, poor thing. Seriously- what will you say to her in the morning? Thought of anything yet?”

“How could I, with what we were doing? No-I'll just play it my ear when the time comes.”

“And you're prepared for the worst? About her seeing us, I mean?”

“I suppose so.”

“Actually, when you come to think of it, it wasn't all that dreadful. What did we do? We smeared some tan lotion on each other…”

“And kissed and played with each other's titties- and don't forget that long, long kiss just before we came up from the beach. Let's face it, Stella-we were like a pair of lovers. Even coming up the path we were playing around that way-and as We came through the door, I kissed one of those sexy breasts of yours; that must have been in full view of Jane, too.”

“Well, it could have been worse — if she'd seen us going for each others cunnies, then that would have been disastrous!”

“Hm-it probably seems a lot worse to me than it really is. We'll see.”

“Well, I hope you don't have to smack her bottom again — seems a shame when all she's doing it for is love.”

“Yes, but what sort of love?”

“Incestuous, I know, but it's still love — and she probably doesn't even know the meaning of the word incest, anyway.”

“I wouldn't care to bet on that!”

“Well, we go back today, darling.”

I opened my eyes to see Stella sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over me. “I'm afraid,” she added regretfully.

I reached for her nakedness, drawing her down and seeking her mouth; it opened on mine as we kissed. All soft it was and fresh, tasting of tooth-paste; I sniffed at her; smelling of toilet soap.

“What time is it?”

“Quite late; I let you sleep on while I washed and made tea. It's getting on for ten o'clock.”

“Oh, gosh!” I sat up and threw back the sheet.

“I've already knocked Jane up and given her a cup of tea-she's getting dressed. I thought it might be a better idea for you both to be dressed and out in the open when you talk to her.”

“Thanks-it is. You didn't go in like that, did you?”

“Not likely! I think I should have had a little more on than my negligee, though; you know how nearly transparent those things are. Our Jane was all eyes and kept me there while she told me what an enjoyable time she'd had; insisted on kissing me for being such a nice Aunt Stella!”

“You let her?”

“What else could I do? I'm not supposed to know what's going on between the two of you.”

“She- she didn't try to take any liberties with you, did she?”

“If you mean did she try to get at what I had under the negligee, she didn't-but the kiss she gave me wasn't exactly the way a teenage girl would normally thank her aunt for a week-end at the sea-side! Arms round the neck, pressed close, mouth open-the lot! I pulled away as soon as she started to try rubbing her titties against mine and pretended not to notice.”

“Best thing, I suppose-although I could hardly pretend not to notice what she did with me!”

I washed and had a brief, but passionate, clinch with Stella before we dressed. The sky was slightly overcast, but it was still very warm and slightly clammy, so we dressed in the scantiest of undies and thin silk dresses, dispensing with suspender-belts and stockings.

We breakfasted and I found Jane subdued but not unfriendly. Afterwards, we all chipped in to straighten things around the bungalow. Stella took the opportunity when we had finished tidying up and Jane went to pack her bag, of giving some advice.

“We have no need to rush-we can have a last swim before we go. I'll stay in a bit longer and you can talk to her on the beach. It'll be better to get it over with before you get home.”