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First Published: 14 March 2022
Melissa is growing up - Chapter 2
by Jay F. Mugz Story Code: F/f, g/bb, incest, gay, mother/daughter
Thank you for reading this story. If you have any questions or comments or suggestions, mother and daughter can be reached at strangely.insatiable@protonmail.com. As always, if you do not approve of minors participating in sexual activities, go fly a kite! Thanks for supporting asstr, without these fine folks, you wouldn’t get the chance to read about these wonderful people… * * * “So mom,” Melissa said in a thoughtful voice, “I’ve been reading some stories and I’ve got a few ideas.” Katya had just opened the pizza box for them both. Her eyebrows arched in an open question of her 12 year old daughter. “Well,” Mel smiled, “I was just thinking that maybe there’s some other things we could try…” She paused. “…together,” she finished. Now Katya’s eyebrows went even higher. “What do you have in mind, my dear girl?” she said conspiratorially, leaning toward her pretty daughter’s face. “I don’t know,” Melissa giggled, “it’s just that we’ve done some stuff together now, like Timmy…” “Yes,” agreed Katya. “…and I thought that maybe we could invite one of my friends over.” “Over?” probed mom. “Yeah, over,” Mel said, looking for the right word, “to play.” “Hmmmm. I’ll have to think about that one,” Katya said. Timmy had been a fun little unexpected adventure for both of them. Mother and daughter had played together a bit before that summer day. They had even touched each other as they played. But when Katya had given herself over to lust and had sex with the ten year old boy with Mel on the couch right there, that was a new twist in their relationship. And so Katya didn’t think it all that strange that Mel would be wanting to push the boundaries again. After all, she hadn’t done much with Timmy at all, pretty much just watched and masturbated. She was her mother’s daughter and she wanted to be in on the action. All of it made Katya smile into her pizza. She knew in her heart that she would go along with anything that Mel dreamed up. She just didn’t want to seem overly eager to jump at the first suggestion. And she knew some of the stories that Melissa had been reading lately. There was some pretty heady stuff in there about women being owned and used and degraded. She hadn’t been sure at first that Mel would like that kind of story, but she took to it like a duck to water. Katya had an arousing feeling that this was a little of what young Melissa had in mind when she wanted to “play” with some friends. Halfway through the pizza, Katya brought it up again and asked Mel about her idea. “So,” she said, “if we invite a friend or friends over, what would happen?” “I don’t know,” said Mel. “Oh, I think you’ve got some very concrete ideas, young lady,” pressed Katya, smiling. That broke her. “Ok, well, yeah,” Melissa started excitedly, “I read this story about a woman who likes little boys to own her.” “Go on,” coaxed mom. “Well, she wants them to pee on her and everything,” Melissa added. “Was there anything else?” asked Katya. Mel thought for a second, “well, they get to have sex with her whenever they want. And they can just show up and make her strip for them or their friends.” “And this excites you?” Katya said. “Well, yeah,” Mel paused. Mom waited out the pause. “I was kinda thinking of, you know, maybe, it would be…you” Mel finally said. “Me?” Katya’s eyebrows arched again in surprise. “Yeah, you,” she said slowly, “I would be there. I can make them stop.” “You want your friends to use your mother?” Katya said, trying her best to sound insulted. Melissa wasn’t buying it. She smiled wickedly. “Yes,” she said, standing up straight, “I do.” Katya couldn’t keep up the charade and she grinned, too. “Well, I don’t know,” she said, “sounds like fun. Who do you have in mind?” “Maybe Jesse? Or Pete?” Mel was holding up a hand, preparing to name boys one by one. “Okay, maybe, maybe,” Katya said, holding up her own hand in surrender. “But why do you want to involve me?” she asked her daughter. “I really enjoyed telling you what to do with Timmy,” she said quietly, “I told you to undress right there and you just did it. It made my pussy wet to do that with you.” Katya was quiet. She recalled all too well that Mel had been an instigator of that little affair on the couch. And mom also remembered how much she enjoyed having her 12 year old daughter give her commands. Katya was also curious about what Mel would do, how far she would let a boy go, what kind of limits she might place on them, or even—and this made Katya giggle to herself—if Mel would let them go far enough. “Sure honey,” she said soothingly to her daughter, “if that’s what you’d like to do, I’m game to play.” They finished the pizza and the rest of the evening was quiet. Nothing more was said, but both mother and daughter didn’t forget the conversation. Mel was trying to figure out what she wanted to have happen, and Katya was left wondering when this might come to pass. Both women had something to massage their clits thinking about that evening after bedtime. * * * Melissa hadn’t been able to sleep well. She just kept thinking about her mom and what she’d said. She actually had said “yes” to Mel’s request. Well, she’d said “maybe,” but that was nearly as good as a yes from her mom. Melissa was pretty sure she was going to make it happen. She had played with herself almost every hour on the hour. It was never the same vision that made her young body orgasm; but as new things occurred to her, she kept seeing different scenarios unfold. Mel had always liked masturbating. It was almost as much fun as when somebody else did it. She and her mom, Katya, had touched each other occasionally when they read stories. It always felt good to have her mom brush her fingers across her sex; she knew just the right places. And Mel liked feeling others in return. She was learning fast about how other people enjoyed being touched. Like the boys she’d been with. She had been interested in boys for a long time, and she’d let them touch her for a couple of years, starting at about ten. Some of the older boys really liked it when she was on her knees in front of them as they stroked their dicks. Feeling their hot cum land on her chest gave her a thrill that went straight to her clit. She would even rub their spunk into her chest. She had seen girls do that in a lot of porn videos. A girlfriend had told her that the more cum she rubbed in, the bigger and faster her boobs would grow. Katya told her it was a myth, but Mel still liked to feel them cum on her. That was one of the things that had made her climax in the night: thinking about some of the boys she knew. Like Jessie, from the neighborhood. He might be fun. He always seemed shy around her mom, maybe he had a crush on her and Mel could make something happen. Or maybe she’d find two boys. She read a story about a girl who had two boys chasing her. She was a pretty girl like Melissa. Both boys came to the house one afternoon after school. Nobody else was around, just the three of them. Each boy was waiting for the other one to leave so they could kiss the girl. But the girl had other ideas. Melissa’s clit was especially hard when she thought about being the girl with two boys fighting over her… Mel told the boys that this was their lucky day. They were going to cum. Well, each boy was very excited and their pants revealed how much they wanted her. “But first,” Melissa said, “we’re going to do some things for me.” “What things?” the first boy said indignantly. “Yeah, what things?” the second one demanded. Mel stood up and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing two lovely, budding bra-covered breasts. That shut the boys up. “I want you both to undress,” she said sweetly. In a flash, there were two young studs standing on either side of the girl, erections pointing out at a ninety degree angle from their trim bodies. “Oh my,” she said, looking at each cock, both pointing at her. The boys were standing at attention, literally and figuratively. “I want you to…” Melissa paused for dramatic effect, “touch each other’s dicks.” “Naw, man!” “Oh, no!” “Ain’t gonna happen!” “You crazy!” and on and on. Melissa waited. Then she took off her jeans. Now the boys saw her in a matching black bra and skimpy pair of panties with a thong back. They were silenced. “Touch. Each. Other,” she said again. Tentatively, one hand reached out and touched the head of the other’s cock with one finger. The cock bobbed up and down. “Hold on to each other,” Mel ordered, her voice even and in charge. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, the boys each put a hand on the other’s cock. “Now,” she said, looking each boy in the eye, “I want you to stroke that cock just like you stroke it yourself.” There was a moment of pushback, but Melissa silenced that by removing her bra. Well, she unclasped it in the back, the straps falling loose. But one hand held the cups in front of each little tit, keeping them hidden from the boys. They began to stroke each other, both looking at her young body. Mel was visibly aroused now. Her chest, neck and cheeks were burning with blush. The nipples that the boys could not see were hard as pebbles and aching to be touched and licked and sucked. And she had two boys stroking each other’s dicks as they looked at her. She felt like a goddess. Holding the bra to her in one hand, she pulled up a stool so she could sit. She was much more at eye level with the two cocks than with the boys’ faces now. She liked her view. “Ok,” she said, “I know you’re hard now.” Both boys stopped touching each other, but kept stroking their own rigid dicks. They were waiting for instructions. “Only one more thing,” she smiled sweetly, letting the bra drop and holding her chest out for their hungry eyes. “Lay down on the floor,” she said. Both boys immediately lay down. Melissa directed them to lie on their sides, facing each other. She moved one so that they were now facing each other’s’ cocks. Both boys looked nervous, but kept watching her, sitting on her stool. “I want you to suck the dick in front of you,” she said, “just like I will suck you.” One of the boys immediately opened his mouth and started to lick the dick in front of him. The other one balked, but Melissa took that moment to stand up and slide her panties down. She stood over the two boys, her legs slightly parted. They each had an excellent view of her pussy, now inflamed and very aroused. She pinched her nipple and ran a finger over her pussy. “Suck the cock!” she ordered. Both boys began to suck the dick that was given them. Mel sat back on the stool and spread her legs wide, fingering her slit while she watched the erotic show in front of her. The boys were trying to watch Mel and keep sucking at the same time. They were both afraid if they stopped that Melissa would stop, too. Plus, each boy was secretly enjoying the feeling of having his dick sucked. It didn’t take long. One, then the other, stiffened sharply, let out a moan, and came hard. Melissa was right there with them, fingering her cunt for all it was worth. And that was the beginning of a warm afternoon for Melissa. She had two young men, all warmed up, just for herself…or would she share them with her mom? The possibilities were endless. 2,135 Words.
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