Harry Stevens: Wild Naked Family

"Just like you'll have to get used to me eating both your cunt and ass, too," Betsy readily replied. "All set to get started?"

"You're goddamned fucking right!" Millie impatiently called back. "Sit on my face, you horny bitch, so I can drown in your pussyjuice. And shove your tongue so far in my cunt that I'll swear you've got a cock growing out of your mouth and you're fucking me with it."

"Couldn't have said it better myself," Betsy sighed.

Then, from on top of the action, Betsy made all the right moves. Her asscheeks had just clasped Millie's face, creating an instantly sucking union between mouth and pussy. And, next, at the other end of the sixty-nine, Betsy took the oral plunge into her daughter's teenaged cunt, lancing with as many inches of tongue as any horny female could possibly manage.

The result of the mutual pussy-eating was spontaneous and simultaneous. Mother and daughter climaxed together on the spot, filling each other's mouths with oozing female cum.

"Mmmm, baby, it happened so fast," Betsy gurgled after swallowing the nectar of the first cunt that had ever come in her mouth. "Hope my pussy came for you half as sweet and wet as yours did for me."

"Mom, if you'd come any harder, I'd have sworn you were pissing on me," Millie teased.

Her mother though, seemed to take her halfway seriously. "What if I did, sweetheart?" she asked.

"I will if you will, Mom," Millie answered, calling her mother's kinky bluff.

But it was no joke. All at once Millie realized that the tip of her mother's tongue had located her pee-hole. Automatically, she responded in kind with her own tongue. She knew the flavor of her mother's piss from the dirty panties she'd stolen and now some familiar bittersweet drops were already leaking onto her tingling taste-buds.

She wanted more, a whole lot more, Millie now admitted to herself. And she wanted to give as much as she received. Millie yearned for the lesbian sixty-nine to become awash in hot piss.

So she poked her mother's pee-hole some more with the tip of her tongue and her mother expertly returned the favor. Both partners were now straining within, each trying to time the other's eruption so they could piss together the same way they'd previously climaxed together.

Then Millie couldn't hold back the inner turmoil. But, it turned out, neither could her mother. So once again they were in perfect harmony, their gushing pussies pouring liquid gold down one another's thirstily gulping throat.

"Ooooooh, fantastic," Betsy Underwood slurped when it was over. "But I'm afraid I have a little confession to make. I cheated."

"How's that, Mom?" Millie asked, her face dripping.

"I went ahead and came again while I was pissing."

Now it was Millie's turn to giggle. "You and me both, Mom!"

"Knew I couldn't put one over ca you," Betsy sighed. "Somehow, when we're doing it I feel like I'm part of you and you're part of.

It's almost like we're the same person."

"Yeah, I know exactly what you mean, Mom," Millie agreed. "When I'm eating your pussy, it's as close as I'll ever get to eating my own."

"Think it'll be the same way with our assholes, baby?" Betsy asked anxiously.

"Only one way to know for sure," Millie answered with horny anticipation.

They had remained in the sixty-nine position. Now Millie guided her tongue a notch away from her mother's cunt and sampled the puckered dent normally used for the passage of shit. Despite its customary function, though, the narrow channel yielded instant flavor of the most delicious variety.

"Jeez, do I wanna fuck this tight, sweet hole!" Millie slurred. "Fuck it with my tongue."

"Oh, yeah," Betsy moaned, as her daughter's tongue squirmed into her rear chute. "You just started, and already it feels as good as a prick in my ass. I can't wait to try the same thing on your sweet, little brown eye.

Then Betsy licked down into Millie's crack. When the latter's asshole got slicked with spit, it throbbed in readiness, its rim seeming to widen almost like circular lips of a miniature cunt.

"Mmmm, so sweet," Betsy slurped, swiftly burying her tongue in her daughter's expanding ass opening.

Now mother and daughter rhythmically traded thrusts as they tongue-fucked one another's spasming assholes. But their pussies were not neglected, since Betsy and Millie shared the characteristic of having their clits directly wired to their assholes. Their backdoor sex was calculated to bring their cunts to an orgasmic boil.

They finger-fucked pussy while they tongue-fucked ass. Their multiple climaxes arrived one right after another, like orgasmic gunfire. It didn't seem possible it could get any better for mother and daughter, but they nevertheless discovered a way to raise the quality of their fuck-lust to even greater heights.

Millie discovered it first. Knowing how rigidly swollen her own clit was, she interrupted her finger-fucking of her mom's cunt to check out Betsy's clit. By regular standards it was one of the smallest parts of the female body, but for a clit it was huge, large enough for Millie to grasp between her thumb and finger and jack off as if it were a miniature hard-on.

Feeling this incredible friction gave Betsy Underwood her strongest orgasm yet. And, in her erotic frenzy, she immediately moved to return the favor. Her daughter's clit seemed to leap out to meet her touch, begging to be stroked. Betsy answered this throbbing plea with expertly female technique, doing exactly to her daughter's clit what Millie was doing to her own.

From there, it was only a matter of time until it occurred to mother and daughter that if they could jack off one another's clits, then perhaps they could explore even farther into the uncharted realm of lesbian sex. Indeed, the ultimate in all-female pleasure was what they would inevitably attempt.

As the partner on top of the action, Betsy made the first move, withdrawing her tongue from her daughter's thoroughly rimmed asshole. "We've done just about everything this far, baby. Everything but actually go all the way. I don't even know if two women are supposed to be able to go that far without something to stand in for a cock-but, damn! I'm willing to give it a try if you are."

"Oh, yes, Mom!" Millie eagerly cried. "Let's prove once and for all that we don't need guys, don't need a cock. Our cunts and clits are enough to do a super job, I just know it."

"God, I've never looked forward to anything so much in my life," sighed Betsy, breaking up the sixty-nine to kneel before her spread-legged daughter.

"Then what're you waiting for, Mom?" impatiently answered Millie. "This is the big one!"

Hornier than ever, despite the orgasmic shock waves that had already ravaged her senses, Millie spread her legs even wider for her mother. Then she fingered her lower lips so they stretched to the crux of her inner thighs, making a yawning target of her pink, drooling pussy.

"Beg me for it, baby," her mother requested. "It'd make me feel so good if I could just hear you beg me for it first. Give me that something extra so I'll know in advance that I'll be perfect for you."

And Millie was only too happy to oblige. "Fuck me, Mom, please fuck me! Fuck me with your juicy cunt and hard clit the way only another woman can fuck me! No, not just another woman. The way only a mother can fuck her little girl's hot, wet pussy!"

Hearing this impassioned cry, Betsy fell between her daughter's parted legs and drove her hairy crotch flush against Millie's welcoming cunt. Their rigid cuts instantly snagged in rubbing union, as their pussyjuice mingled. Then, to keep the blessed friction mounting, Millie began rocking Betsy in the cradle of her clutching thighs.

"Oh, what a fuck, whatta fuck! You're fucking me back as hard as I'm fucking you, baby!" mother rasped to daughter. "Yes, yes, we could only fuck like this with our cunts. Who needs men… who needs their cocks when we have our fantastic pussies?"