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Authors name: Lisa & Sharon
Story title : Like Mother, Like Daughter
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(Authors Note: This is the story of Brenda, an
attractive young widow with a teenage daughter.
Despite her considerable sexual experience Brenda
discovers that there are STILL new physical delights
to discover. If you would like to read more about
Brenda's sexual awakening as a young girl, please
read our story "Baby Brenda.")
Like Mother, Like Daughter
By Lisa and Sharon
Brenda pivoted the overstuffed chair from its
usual position in the corner of her bedroom so that it
faced the large mirrors that graced the doors to her
closet. Settling herself comfortably in the chair,
Brenda looked into the mirror. An extremely attractive
brunette clad in a loose, red satin top just barely
held up by thin spaghetti straps, and a matching pair
of bikini panties stared back. Some thought Brenda
narcissistic. That was true, but subject to
qualifications!
Brenda was beautiful! She knew it and appreci-
ated it. But it was not the sort of blind vanity
whereby Brenda could not pass a mirror without pausing
to check her hair or makeup. Her self-appreciation was
different. Her obsession with her body and her looks
were very specific and very sexual!
Brenda enjoyed sex. She definitely enjoyed sex.
She enjoyed thinking about sexual acts. She enjoyed
participating in sexual acts. She enjoyed watching
sexual acts. Brenda, by any interpretation, loved sex!
It was therefore very natural that Brenda enjoyed
looking at her own body for it oozed sexuality. Her
lovers, both male and female, had always enjoyed look-
ing at Brenda's magnificent body. Why should she be
any different?
There was certainly a lot there to enjoy! Brenda
was an exquisitely proportioned 5'7". Her lush hair
swept to just below her shoulders, ending just before
the commencement of the swelling of her beautiful,
rounded breasts. Her breasts were like the rest of
her, perfectly proportioned to her form and a magnifi-
cent 'C' cup. Her waist slimmed nicely before it
flared into the softly rounded hips of a woman. Her
legs tapered gracefully to the ground and gave the
impression of going on forever!
The only thing that Brenda enjoyed more than
looking at her own body was having someone else enjoy
looking at it. The only thing she enjoyed more than
touching herself was having someone else touch her. It
didn't really matter if that someone were male or
female, Brenda enjoyed the delights that each sex could
give her.
Only her husband, Frank, had ever been barred
from the delights of her body. Whatever delights Frank
found in the bottle most often obliterated any desire
that he had for the delights of female companionship.
Frank had once though made the mistake of coming home
just horny enough to want sex and just drunk enough to
think that Brenda might tolerate his loutish, inebriat-
ed advances. The evening ended what might not exactly
be called rape since it did occur between married
individuals, but it certainly would qualify as non-
consensual sex! When he was sufficiently sober the
next day, Brenda made it very clear to him that should
he ever put his hands on her again he would forever
face the world as a pre-reconstructive John Wayne
Bobbitt.
One night, several weeks later, Frank, in a
drunken stupor, took the express route off Canyon Crest
Drive straight to the bottom of the canyon. That
eliminated the muss, fuss, and expense of a divorce.
His 'damage' was done though and eight months later
Brenda gave birth to a happy, healthy baby girl. She
and Bonnie managed quite nicely together over the next
sixteen and a half years. While mother and daughter,
they also cultivated a very special bond as two females
facing the world together! While she made mistakes,
Brenda tried to raise Bonnie with love, respect, and
total openness and honesty, an approach that in this
case seemed to have worked wonderfully! Of course
Brenda had taken care over the years to avoid flaunting
her love of sex in front of Bonnie, but neither had she
cloistered herself!
Bonnie was out for the evening on a date so
Brenda had the house to herself. And she thoroughly
intended to enjoy herself! The fact that she didn't
have a lover for the evening in no way would prevent
her from achieving the sexual pleasures she so des-
perately desired. Frequently Brenda found pleasure
as well as relief in masturbation. She had never
considered pleasing herself to be an act of despera-
tion, something to be undertaken only as a last resort
when the absence of adult companionship had reached a
breaking point. On the contrary, Brenda had never
been one to reject the pleasures that sex might offer,
and who knew how to please her better than herself!
Brenda carefully studied the image of the
temptress in the mirror. Only the shimmer of her long,
lustrous hair surpassed the shimmer of her satin top.
Though the top hid some of the rounded contours of her
breasts, her hard nipples were quite apparent. She
pressed the two protruding bumps with her fingers and
shivered slightly at the delightful sensations that
rippled through her body and telegraphed promises of
greater delights straight down to her cunt. Brenda
could feel the twinge of tension deep within her
womanhood that commenced the familiar climb to even
greater and more delicious responses.
Brenda settled more comfortably in the chair
and let her hands cup and cradle her breasts. With
light, rhythmic motions Brenda caressed her soft,
sensitive chest treasures. Sometimes when she
masturbated she paid a great deal of attention to
her breasts. Other times she almost ignored them
and went directly to her pussy for her pleasure.
Tonight was shaping up as a breast night!
The satin felt exquisite against her skin.
Slick and cool on her soft, warm flesh. Brenda
marveled at how her mammary manipulation felt
stimulating and soothing at the same time. The urge
for flesh on flesh eventually won out. Sitting up
slightly, Brenda crossed her arms and slipped the
top up and off. She settled back and her hands
returned to cuddling her breasts. Now she could
enjoy the sight, as well as the sensations, of her
beautiful boobies.
Light, feathery caresses alternated with firm,
intense strokes as Brenda squeezed and rubbed her
gorgeous girl globes. When not playing with the full,
rounded mass of her breasts, she was pinching and
pulling on the hard little nipples that were standing
so defiantly erect. Rhythmic contractions deep within
her cunt grew stronger and faster as Brenda's tittie
tantalizing created the desired result.
She squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples
as a delightful little orgasm pulsed through her loins.
The moist evidence of her arousal was soaking through
the crotch of her sexy, red panties. Brenda's hands
left her breasts and cupped the soft bulge of her mons.
She closed her eyes and moaned softly as her hips
rolled her mound against her hands. It felt so good!
Her fingers scratched lightly over the taut
strip of panty covering her pussy. The sensations
transmitted through to her female folds were wonderful!
Up and down the length of her slit her fingers traced.
A rich, earthy female scent filled the air. Her hips
raised slightly as Brenda hooked her thumbs into the
waistband of her panties and slipped them down over
her beautiful butt. She then wiggled that beautiful
butt back into her chair and pulled her legs up towards
her. Down and off her panties went. Brenda splayed
her legs apart and studied the wondrous little spot
that was her pussy.
Brenda had learned so much about pleasing her-
self and others since her first tentative explorations
of her pussy so long ago. From her earliest probing
born of normal, natural curiosity about herself, Brenda
had been driven to push her sexual horizons. Her
discoveries about boys that summer with Tommy brought
her first lessons about giving pleasure to, and
receiving pleasure from, another and about the power
she had as a female, over the male of the species. Her
discoveries with Janey, her best friend from elementary
school right through high school, taught her that love
and sex with girls could be wonderful too.
As much as Brenda enjoyed learning, she enjoyed
putting what she had learned to good use! She knew
from long experience the best ways to create exquisite
sexual delights for herself as well as others. And she
didn't intend to permit an opportunity to pleasure
herself to slip away in idle reminiscing.
Brenda's hand slid inward over her rounded hip
and tight belly, heading relentlessly towards her lush,
pouty sex lips. Down over these protruding folds her
fingers danced. Her body shivered in response as her
pussy trembled under the tender tickling touch.
Her finger paused at the center of her slit,
then drove inward, parting her sex folds and slipping
deep into the warm tight sex cavern beyond. Brenda
groaned and held her hand tightly to her crotch as her
wiggling finger created new sorts of pleasures from
within her body. Her free hand squeezed the firm orb
of her breast and pulled and pinched her rigidly erect
nipple. Her body squirmed and her hips rolled as new
waves of sexual delight grew and surged.
Lost in her self-induced garden of sexual
delights, Brenda failed to hear the key in the front
door lock or the footsteps coming upstairs. Bonnie
had terminated her date quite early and promptly when
it became obvious that not only was her date a loutish,
ignorant pig, but that he also expected women to pro-
strate themselves to him figuratively, and literally
to do virtually the same as he considered it his due!
Bonnie was certainly no stranger to sex and was
certainly no prude, but she would be damned if she
would ever permit herself to be basely used by some
clod as a seminal receptacle without a hell of a lot
of cash being involved!
She heard the whimpering and throaty moans
coming from her Mom's bedroom and knew those sounds
could only mean one thing: sex! She was glad her
Mom had found someone to please her and wondered if
he was cute. Since Mom's door was ajar, Mom had
inadvertently left her one way to find out!
Not expecting Bonnie back home, Brenda had
neglected to close her bedroom door fully. And just
as her self-induced passion had kept her from hearing
Bonnie, it likewise prevented her from noticing the
cute little teen face peeking into her room!
Bonnie stared bug-eyed and slack-jawed into the
room. Mom wasn't with a guy! She was by herself! She
was doing it to herself! And she looked like she was
having a wonderful time!
Bonnie had often wondered about her Mom's
sexuality. She always figured that someone as pretty
and as sexy as her Mom HAD to like sex. She had never
before had any definitive proof though. Her Mom had
always been pretty cool about sex stuff and had always
treated sex as something to be approached openly and
honestly, albeit cautiously, and not something to be
a source of needless guilt or embarrassment. But she
had also been very discrete about her own sexual
practices feeling that an adult's sex life was not
necessarily something a developing teenager could
fully comprehend.
Bonnie was sure getting some questions answered
now though as she watched her Mom squeeze her booby
and diddle her cunny. Unconsciously, Bonnie's own hand
closed over her breast and squeezed it in rhythmic
imitation of her mother's movements. She could not
help but get turned on by the show that her mother was
putting on just a few feet in front of her.
Bonnie had recently become aware that a school
friend, Karen, had the hots for her. That discovery
had resulted in Bonnie spending considerable time of
late contemplating what it would be like to go all the
way with another girl. This had created a great deal
of sexual tension within Bonnie as well as a very
receptive audience for Brenda's inadvertent sex show.
Very quickly Bonnie was brought to a significant sexual
simmer.
As Bonnie watched Brenda, she gradually lost
the acute awareness that this was her MOTHER mastur-
bating before her and began to enjoy the incredible
sexual display of a beautiful woman pleasuring herself.
Running her hands over her breasts and body, Bonnie's
sexual simmer soon became a rolling boil! Without
taking her eyes from her Mother's writhing form, Bonnie
pushed her top and sports bra up to release her breasts
from their tight confines. Normally Bonnie hated her
clothes in this position though she sometimes tolerated
it when a date desperately wanted to get at her tits
and she couldn't risk actually getting topless. Right
now though the only fact that mattered was getting her
titties naked to her touch! Roughly she pulled on her
breasts and rolled and squeezed them, directing towards
her own titties her desperate urge to grab her Mother's
beautiful round boobies that were on display before her.
Bonnie's cunt felt hot and confined within her
tight jeans. Aching with need, Bonnie opened her pants
and pushed them down her legs. Not wanting to break
herself away from the sights before her, Bonnie pushed
the pants and her panties down to mid-shin. Now at
least they were far enough down that Bonnie could squat
slightly, opening her cunt up and giving her hand freer
access to her hot sexual core. Her hand squeezed and
rubbed the wet, open maw of her girlhood.
Bonnie's frantic masturbation paused as Brenda
paused her own ministrations and took her hand away
from her pussy. Reaching for something hidden next to
her in the chair, Brenda drew forth a long, thick,
flesh colored dildo! It was about eight inches long
and perhaps an inch and a half in diameter. Brenda
cradled it between her hands and lifted it to her lips.
Her mouth parted and her tongue flicked out and ran up
the length of the dildo from its fat little mushroom
head to the far end of its shaft. It was then that
Bonnie noticed that this dildo had a unique feature.
Near the end, a hole, maybe three-quarters of an inch
in diameter, had been drilled through the base.
After anointing her phallic substitute, Brenda
lowered it and positioned the tip of the blunt mushroom
head against the flowering wet lips of her labia.
Slowly and gently Brenda worked the dildo's tip around
her honey pot opening the lips of her sex and lubricat-
ing her plastic lover. Once both her cunt and her
cock were sufficiently prepared, Brenda slipped the tip
of the dildo between her sex lips and started to slide
it slowly into her aching, receptive cunt.
Slowly the head of the dildo parted Brenda's
folds, opening and spreading them for the length of
cock shaft yet to come. Slowly the head disappeared
into Brenda's cunt. The full labial lips folded over
on themselves slightly and was tugged inward by the
friction being applied against them by the dildo's
girth. Inch by inch the plastic pecker wormed its way
into Brenda's body. When only an inch or so remained
outside her, Brenda grasped the base of the shaft and
began to withdraw it from her depths.
After a pass or two in this manner had opened
up her cuntal passage for the pseudo cock, Brenda
revealed the purpose of the hole in the dildo's base.
Instead of holding the base of the dildo with her hand,
Brenda stuck her middle finger into the hole. She
could then pivot and pump the dildo by moving her arm,
but she could keep her wrist stiff and straight. This
eliminated the awkward angles that a wrist was some-
times forced into in order to direct a dildo to just
the right spot. Brenda had invented an ergonomic
dildo!
In any event, Brenda seemed more than satisfied
with the design of her dildo and began to pump it into
her cunt. Her hips and body bucked and twisted as she
worked the cock to best advantage. Bonnie meanwhile
got more and more turned on by the sight of her Mom
fucking herself on that big, beautiful plastic pecker.
Her hips bucked against her probing fingers and she
started to pant and moan as the excitement built within
her.
Unfortunately for Bonnie, her excitement got the
better of her. She lost her balance and stumbled. With
her pants down around her ankles there was no way she
could recover and she fell backward with a crash.
Brenda was abruptly jerked out of her passion-induced
euphoria and leapt to her feet.
Mother and daughter stared at each other some-
what stupefied. There was no way that either could
hide or explain away what they had been doing. Bonnie
lay there on the floor with her clothes half-off and
with her hand still clued to her slit. Brenda was
totally naked, flushed with sexual arousal, and with
her dildo hanging from her finger, still glistening
with her sexual juices.
"Are you OK?" An inane question but the only
one Brenda could think of as she stared at her half
naked daughter lying on her back in the middle of the
hallway.
Bonnie nodded dumbly as her Mom helped her to
her feet. The jeans had been so wrapped about her
legs that taking them off entirely had been the only
way to get Bonnie to her feet. Both women felt embar-
rassed and uncomfortable and neither quite knew what
to do next. Though Brenda had always felt that guilt
or embarrassment had no place in sex, she had never
considered the current situation. Muttering something
about needing to talk, Brenda took Bonnie's hand and
led her into the room. The two women went over to
Brenda's bed and for a moment just sat there looking a
little sheepish. Brenda finally looked up at Bonnie
and cleared her throat.
"I hope you're not upset with me. I would never
have let you see me like this if I had ever known you'd
be home so early."
"Gods Mom! Upset with you? I was just hoping
you weren't angry with me! After all, I was spying on
you."
The two women looked at each other and smiled.
The worst was over! The love and concern that each
felt for the other had overwhelmed any tendency there
might have been toward blame or recrimination. Each
knew that she was still loved and respected in the eyes
of the other. There remained though another and perhaps
more abstract problem.
"That's the part I don't understand. Why were
you spying on me? I mean I am your Mother!"
"After the first minute or two it didn't even
matter that you were my Mom. It seemed more like you
were just a very pretty, sexy woman enjoying herself!
And you were getting yourself so turned on I couldn't
help but get kind of turned on myself!"
This, in its own way, made a great deal of sense
to Brenda. Dozens of times she had been aroused by the
bodies of others or had used her body to arouse them.
Maybe Bonnie was her daughter, but she was also a woman.
And Brenda could well understand the delights of female
to female sex. She had just never thought of Bonnie in
a sexual context before! Sure, she had often heard
rhythmic squeaking coming from Bonnie's room late at
night so she knew that Bonnie masturbated. And fre-
quently! But knowing something and actually being
presented with the half-naked facts was something else.
"I'm sorry I interrupted you Mom. You really
seemed to be enjoying yourself. I bet you would have
had a really nice cum if I hadn't broken your mood."
"You seemed to have been enjoying yourself there
too, honey. And I guess I can understand what you said
about getting turned on watching someone. It's happened
plenty of times to me. I guess it's just kind of a
shock for me to have my own little girl being the one
getting turned on by me."
"I'm not such a little girl anymore Mom! And
there's plenty about you to turn someone on!"
While saying that, Bonnie's eyes were locked on
Brenda's firm rounded tittie. Whether it was the fact
that Brenda's boob was an exquisite bit of female
mammary apparatus, or whether it was Bonnie's realiza-
tion that she had once drawn sustenance from that
breast, in either case Bonnie suddenly felt an over-
whelming draw to Brenda's breast.
Bonnie reached out and gently lay her hand on
her Mother's breast. It was warm and soft and full and
round. And Bonnie just HAD to possess it once again.
She leaned over and gently sucked Brenda's nipple be-
tween her lips.
Brenda was at first a bit shocked. Then all the
memories of Bonnie as a baby at that same breast flood-
ed back to her. All the quiet hours Bonnie had spent
suckling at that breast! And the pleasure that she had
often felt while nursing. Nursing might well be a
normal, maternal function, but having your titty sucked
is still having your titty sucked! Apart from an in-
fant's occasional nip, having your breast sucked feels
good! So good at times that Brenda remembered sweet
little orgasms triggered by her baby girl's sucking.
Remembering those sweet, intimate Mommy-daughter times
suddenly brought an incredible serenity to Brenda.
"Oh yes baby. Suck Mommy's tittie."
Brenda closed her eyes and pressed her daughter's
face closer to her chest. Bonnie kept kissing and
sucking her Mother's breast while reaching up and
caressing and holding the other. For Bonnie too, the
intimacy she was sharing with her Mother seemed abso-
lutely correct. She broke her contact with her Mother
and looked deeply into her Mother's eyes. Each woman
could see the incredible love she felt for the other
being reflected back. Brenda lay back on the bed,
sliding over that Bonnie would have room next to her,
while Bonnie paused only to slip off her top and bra
which were still pushed up over her breasts and which
were the only items of attire she still had on. Naked
she slid into the spot Brenda had left for her and into
her Mother's arms.
Someone observing these two beautiful women at
this moment might easily, and quite justifiably, fail
to identify them as mother and daughter and instead
mistake them for sisters! The true age difference
between them was not obvious since Brenda had the body
of a woman many years her junior. Bonnie meanwhile
appeared far more mature and finished than most other
girls her age. Accordingly, for Brenda it was as close
to making love to a younger version of herself that she
could achieve, while for Bonnie it was like making love
with a completely adult version of herself!
The kissing and cuddling that Brenda and Bonnie
were doing was also doing a superb job rekindling their
sexual fires. Those fires had been burning fiercely
within both women before their unfortunate interruption.
Now the simmering embers were fast being fanned back to
white-hot intensity. Fingers sought out the molten
core of their womanhood. Digits plunged into each
other's tense, wet vestibule. Tongues flickered in and
out of each other's mouth in desperate imitation of the
manual stimulation taking place slightly further south.
Both women were thrusting and grinding their
pelvises together so enthusiastically that their hands
were getting hurt! They grabbed each other by the butt
and ground their pussies together eagerly. Both des-
perately sought a release of the incredible sexual
energy that was building inside them. Face to face
pussy rubbing just wasn't providing the intensity of
contact that either woman needed to take her over the
edge. Their hips shifted slightly in opposite direc-
tions to permit each to force a leg up between her
lover's thighs and press firmly against her gaping
engorged vaginal lips. With pubic hair tickling hip-
bone, both Brenda and Bonnie rolled and thrust their
cunts against their lover's leg. Their arms locked
each other in embrace while their lips locked together
in a desperate attempt to become one.
Within milliseconds of each other, their frantic
quest to please and be pleased was rewarded. Each woman
buried her face in the hair and neck of the other while
sounds of primal moans and pants filled the room.
Rhythmic pulses of pleasure swept through them as their
bodies drained themselves of their accumulated sexual
tension. Minutes that seemed like hours passed before
either woman stirred from her lethargic, post-orgasmic
glow. Even then, only tender kissed and soft caresses
stirred them.
"Oh baby. That was so wonderful." Brenda's
sentiment was the first to be vocalized.
"Oh Mommy. It was! I never dreamed that it
could be so absolutely, incredibly beautiful! I never
felt anything like that ever, ever before!"
"Mommy? Was it ever like this for you before?"
Brenda opened her mouth to say no and then
paused. Sweet memories of a young girl's wonderful
evening with a very special friend flooded back to her.
In thinking about it, Brenda marveled at how incredibly
similar that other love session so long ago had been to
this exchange shared with her own daughter! Both had
been virgin experiences in their way. One introduced
her to the joys of complete lesbian love and one
introduced her to magnificent delights obtained through
violation of one of society's most ancient taboos. One
had led to many wonderful moments with many equally
wonderful women. Brenda could only hope that this one
would lead to equally rewarding results!
-The End -
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