Kathy Andrews - Daughter comes first

Diane spread her feet, unable to stop a wiggle of her ass. She took her daughter's wrist.

"Let me, Mother!" Pepper mewled, thinking her mother was going to pull her finger free.

But all Diane was doing was holding her daughter's hand there, pumping her pussy on the finger. "Do it, baby!" she urged. "Finger me, Pepper! Qhhhh, finger my cunt, honey!"

Pepper slipped to her knees before her mother, kneeling as she had with the man beneath the pier. Her face as on a level with her mother's cunt, and she stared hotly at it, watching her finger move in and out. The lips of her mother's pussy looked swollen to her, and the tip of her clitoris was glistening wetly.

Suddenly Diane was holding the back of her daughter's head, pulling her forward at the same time she spread her feet farther on the floor. Her mother's hairy, wet cunt came closer to her face, and Pepper was hardly breathing, waiting, anticipating.

Then without any effort from her mother, Pepper quickly shoved her face into that hairy cunt, kissing and licking furiously. She felt her mother's hot thighs pressing at her face then her nose was buried into that thick hair, her lips tight against her mother's pussy, her tongue racing over the distended clitoris.

"Ohhh, baby, baby!" Diane whimpered, grinding her cunt against her daughter's face. "Qooooh, that's sweet, honey! That's so fucking sweet! Lick it for me, darling! Lick it! Lick Mother's cunt! Ohhh, so good!"

Pepper's tongue flew all about her mom's wet pussy. Her tongue slipped up her mother's cunt, and she began to dart in and out like a cock. She ran her hands around and gripped her mother's trembling ass cheeks, holding them tightly. She made gurgling sounds as she sucked and licked, ecstasy filling her small body. Her own cunt was boiling again, and she knew what that meant now. She was going to come again, just by eating her mother's twat.

"Ooooh, suck… lick!" Diane moaned as she whipped her crotch back and forth against her daughter's face. "Suck me, Pepper! Lick my pussy! Ohhh, honey, suck Mother's cunt! Eat my hot cunt, baby!"

Pepper was sucking and licking and fucking in a frenzy now, holding her mother's tight ass power fully, her fingers clawing between the cheeks.

"Oh, Pepper, Pepper!" Diane wailed loudly, grinding brutally against her daughter's face. "I'm going to come! Oh, God! Baby, baby! You're going to make Mother come! Tongue fuck my hot cunt, baby! Ooooh, there, there! You're making me come, Pepper! You're making me come with your sweet, sweet tongue!"

Pepper felt her mother's snatch convulse around her stabbing tongue, and more juice entered her open mouth. She swallowed with ecstasy, and her cunt exploded again. She was coming in wave after wave of ecstasy as she sucked and licked her mother's twitching pussy.

Instinctively, Pepper closed her lips on her mother's clitoris, flicking her tongue rapidly over it. Diane was shaking, gasping, arching her cunt against Pepper's mouth. Pepper clung to her mother's ass, holding her cunt tight against her face, afraid her mother would pull it away. She was shuddering with her own orgasm and her face was becoming smeared by the slippery juices that flowed from her mother's cunt.

Then Diane turned loose of Pepper's head, falling back onto the couch, panting. Pepper sat on the floor, gasping for air. She stared between her mother's spread thighs, gazing into her hair-lined cunt. Her mom's cunt still twitched.

She leaned forward and kissed her mother's pussy tenderly, then lay back on the carpet, her mind floating with erotic thoughts.

"Hank will be here tonight" Diane told Pepper. "Oh, good!" Pepper hugged herself. "I like him, Mother."

"As long as it's a cock, you like it." Diane laughed at her daughter's enthusiasm. "It isn't really the man."

"But, Mother, I really do like Hank," Pepper insisted. "He's nice."

It was now late afternoon. Pepper was glowing with a healthy tan and a love of life. She was wearing shorts and a halter. The shorts were tight, cupping her perky ass like a second skin. Her little cunt was outlined, the puffy lips revealed. Diane loved to see Pepper dressed this way, even more than in her bikini. Somehow it was more arousing, she felt. Pepper's slender thighs were a golden tan, as was her whole body, except for the stark white strips where she wore her bikini. Diane, too, was tanned the same way.

Diane wore shorts and a tight tank tap. It was becoming on her, somewhat sensual.

"I want to show Hank what I learned," Pepper said.

"What did you learn, baby?"

"To suck cock, Mother!" Pepper said, wondering how her mother could ever forget that.

Diane was amused at Pepper's childish delight about something that came natural to a hot-assed woman. But Pepper was a child, she realized, so anything new – different – would be a delight to her. She recalled how Pepper had gone after her cunt the day before. There was nothing wrong with that, Diane thought. It had been delightful, and she had come in such a delicious way. She knew that her daughter came almost every time she did something sexually.

They had talked long into the night, and both had revealed many things to each other. They had giggled and blushed and laughed and talked. They had touched each other and sucked on the other's titties. Then when their excitement had become too much to contain, they had finger fucked each other to wonderful orgasms.

This day, while on the beach, Pepper had boldly approached a number of teenagers and men, but they had all refused her, afraid of her age. Pepper had been very disappointed, frustrated. She couldn't understand their fears, and sometimes it made her angry when they turned her down. She thought everyone loved to fuck. If her little cunt throbbed to fuck, then it seemed to her that all those guys on the beach should have throbbing cocks.

But now, knowing Hank was going to visit this evening, she felt better. She kept the image of his hard cock in her mind constantly. Hank's prick was the largest cock she had ever seen. His prick and those heavy, hairy balls fascinated her tremendously. Every time she thought of Hank's cock, her cunt would pulsate in such a delicious way and her clit would swell into hardness.

But then, at six that evening, Hank called and had to beg off. He had to work late. Pepper was more disappointed than her mother, and she showed it by stamping about in childish anger.

"I bet he doesn't have to work at all," Pepper said. "I bet he found another girl he likes to fuck better than you, Mother."

"Perhaps," Diane said, smiling at her daughter's anger. "But we can't blame him, can we? Look at what we did with Frank and Joe?"

"But Hank is supposed to be…" Pepper couldn't find the right word. "I thought he was nice, Mother. I thought Hank liked us. He even kissed my pussy, Mother!"

"Most men will kiss pussy, honey," Diane said. "And Hank is nice. He's very nice."

"He's a bastard!" Pepper said. "That's all he is, just a bastard!"

Before Diane could say anything else, Pepper had left the house and trudged along the beach. Most of the men on the beach had a girl with them.

She walked along the beach, tracing the water line, kicking at the moist sand. Then she came up on a boy alone. He was sitting on a small towel, looking out at the sea. He was about eighteen or nineteen, and his body had drops of water as if he had been in the ocean. His black hair was still wet, she saw. Pepper slowed until she was five feet from the boy. She gazed directly at him.

"Hi," the boy said, looking up.

"Hi," Pepper replied. "What are you doing?"

"Just looking at those waves," the boy said. "You know how it is. Wondering where they started and how they got here."

Pepper sat down beside him, looking at the sea. "Who cares about those damned old waves."