Harry Stevens: The family_s wild ways

Then Mitzi's mother sat back down on the bed and sighed. "I need something more than a shower to settle me down. Shouldn't give into myself this way, like I'm still some silly schoolgirl, but anything goes that'll help me relax when I have this much on my mind. I've done it before, so might as well do it again now."

Gwen Morgan spread her legs. She looked down at her own hairy cunt and licked her lips.

"Sometimes when I need it this bad," she murmured, "I almost wish I could eat myself. But I'll just have to get by with this."

Gwen slumped back on the bed, raising her knees and parting her thighs wider. She put her hand between them and began to fingerfuck herself.

And, as Mitzi looked on, even from across the room she could hear her mother's pussy juicily squish. She found herself licking her own lips. What's more, her own pussy responded as well, moistly spasming.

"Mmmmm," Mitzi moaned. "If ever a woman could turn me on enough to maybe do something about it, it'd have to be Mom. Wonder if she's ever been [missing text]?"

Then it occurred to Mitzi that there was nothing really stopping her from forcing the issue in a different way than she'd earlier anticipated. After all, what did she have to lose? She already knew for sure that she'd been seen naked in bed with her father, and that startling image couldn't indefinitely be dismissed as merely a dream by the eyewitness. Sooner or later, her mother would have to come to grips with it.

Preparing to meet her mother on equal terms, Mitzi also stripped away the robe she wore. Then, bare-assed, she made her move, abruptly front and center so she couldn't help being noticed.

"M-Mitzi!" Gwen gulped when she saw Mitzi in the nude. "Why… why aren't you in school?"

Mitzi smiled. "Maybe I'm really not here at all, Mom. Maybe this is just a dream. Same as you're trying to think last night must've been."

Gwen Morgan acted as if her heart had just stopped, her eyes rolling back in her head while her hand lifelessly fell away from her cunt.

"Don't stop playing with your pussy on account of me. It's your dream. If I'm in it, you must want me here. Especially if I start earning my keep."

Mitzi began rubbing her own pussy.

"It's more fun if we do it together, Mom," she purred. "C'mon, let's see which one of us can make herself come first."

Gwen Morgan seemed to be in a trance, her expression blank as her hand mechanically returned to the furry patch between her legs.

"Finger fuck yourself again, Mom," Mitzi coaxed. "That's what I'm doing to myself now."

Gwen's middle finger slipped into her cunt and rhythmically probed, as she followed her daughter's example. It must have felt good, because the blank expression on Gwen's face was replaced by the crease of a wistful grin.

"Oh, I know how it feels, Mom," Mitzi crooned. "I'm feeling the same thing, too. If we keep it up one of us is bound to come right away."

"Mmmm, I think it's gonna be me!" Gwen moaned.

"You'll have to hurry, Mom, to come ahead of me."

Mother and daughter fingerfucked themselves harder and faster now, their pussies juicily squishing. Then, with each looking into the other's smoldering eyes, they arrived at the orgasmic finish line at the same time.

"I'm commmmmming!" Gwen swooned. "Coming soooo goooood!"

"Not any better than I am, Mom!"

Pussy juice ran down like spilled honey. And as their climaxes ran their courses, Mitzi went to the bed. She capped off the shared coming by lying down beside her mother.

"Let's do it again, Mom," Mitzi then suggested. "Only this time to each other."

Gwen allowed her own hand to be removed from her crotch and replaced by her daughter's. After that, Gwen reached for Mitzi's cunt. Middle fingers entered welcoming cunts at the same instant, followed by asses squirming when mother and daughter went to work on each other.

"Ahhh, I'm gonna come even better this time with you fingerfucking my cunt, Mom, than I did before when I was only doing it to myself," Mitzi bubbled. "How about you?"

"This answer your question, darling?"

Gwen came again on the spot. Bearing down from within to keep up with her mother, Mitzi had another climax of her own.

"It's so good," Gwen sighed. "Is it as good for you as it is for me, baby?"

"Mmm-hmmmm," Mitzi sighed back. "But we can make it even better for each other, Mom."

"Yes, yes, anything you say, darling."

Mitzi removed her sticky finger from her mom's juicy cunt slit, then adjusted herself in order to put her face at crotch-level. After taking a deep whiff of the cunt that had given her birth, she next sealed its sex lips with her mouth and began mother sucking.

"Ooooh, you were right!" Gwen moaned as her daughter went down on her. "This is even better. Only one thing, though. You're eating my pussy, sweetheart, but I'm not doing anything back to you."

"Taste this then, Mom." Mitzi slurped with a mouthful of cunt.

Mitzi swung around on top of her mother, straddling her head. Now, as her own pussy was being eaten, Gwen Morgan was looking straight into the pink slice of the erotic perfection between her daughter's thighs.

"Darling, your cunt is absolutely adorable! Hurry, sit on my face so I can eat you too!"

Mitzi cased down. She was greeted by a cuntful of motherly tongue, as the lesbian sixty-nine between parent and child took hold. From there several minutes of nonstop pussy-eating followed, featured by mother and daughter coming repeatedly in each other's hungry mouth.

"Ahhhhh, your pussy tastes even sweeter than it looks," Gwen Morgan gurgled on the bottom when she finally broke for air. "I hope I ate you half as good as you ate me."

"You know you did a whole lot better than half as good, Mom," Mitzi answered. "Or why else would I have come in your mouth just as many times as you came in mine?"

"Then… I-I'm as good for you in bed… as your father was?" an anxious Gwen asked.

Mitzi didn't shy away at all from meeting this head-on. "You and Daddy are the best two parents any girl ever had. Don't be mad at Daddy for fucking me, Mom. He was just doing what comes naturally, same as you are today. Fact is, if I had to choose between your cunt and his cock, I couldn't. And why should I have to, when I can have you both?"

"Maybe so," Gwen sighed, "but we both know that there's something your father can do for you that I can't, no matter how good we are in bed. God, what I'd give if I could somehow, though."

"Don't sell yourself short, Mom," Mitzi said. "I've got an idea about how you could do it to me."

"Oh, I wish," Gwen wistfully replied. "But, have to face it, what I want most of all to do to you is impossible. Just don't have what it takes to get the job done. It's a silly fantasy that can't come true."

"Trust me, anyway, Mom," Mitzi persisted.

Gwen shrugged, at least willing to find out what her daughter had in mind.

"Okay, wait right here, Mom," Mitzi lilted. "I'll be right back with something that ought to change your mind about what's impossible between us."

Mitzi left the bed and scampered from the room. Her mother could hear her rattling around in the kitchen. When Mitzi returned, she was hiding something behind her back.

"Gee, what is it?" Gwen anxiously quizzed. "Close your eyes, Mom," Mitzi suggested. "Let me surprise you."

Gwen did as she was told. Her daughter rejoined her on the bed. Under Mitzi's guidance, Gwen reclined and spread her legs. Next, she felt something firm and thick entering her cunt.

"Now get up on your knees, Mom," Mitzi instructed.

Her eyes still shut, Gwen bobbed up. What she couldn't see was that at the same time her daughter became the one who lay back, spread legged.

"All right, you can look, Mom."

The first thing Gwen saw was her daughter's wide-open cunt. But it was the condition of her own crotch which was calculated to take her breath away.