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"Please Mother, please if you value our love ..."
"Wendy-" She shuddered as she stared harder at her child's glistening lips and rosette of her rectal
opening, for she was excited, becoming more excited all the time, and she was forced to admit that she
was strangely attracted by her daughter's dainty pink flesh and nestling clitoris and the delirium of
Wendy's whipping masturbations. "Wendy," she heard herself say chokingly, "Yes, Wendy, I'm excited.
Oh God, I'm excited by you!"
"Mother ... Dearest, loving Mother ..."
She took her hand from her breast then, unable to control the insatiable desire to touch her mother, and
one trembling finger brushed against Marleen's satiny, firm thigh, moving upwards under the short
summer dress. Wendy had always considered love between women as abhorrent, but as her hand
massaged her inflamed pussy and clitoris, the teenager was charged with the contact of her mother.
"Wendy!" her mother gasped, a sudden electric shock convulsing her body from the lancing touch of
Wendy's fingers on her burning loins. It was the soft, feather-light creeping to her quivering vagina, the
sight of her child's sensitive pink flesh and the way it flowered to the rubbing hand, the sights and sounds
of Wendy making love on the beach and the joy of the young boy, Clyde's, penis fucking her ... It was
everything mingling with her strong, maternal love-and it was not to be denied. She trembled and
moaned from the salacious and unwelcome passions gripping her belly and breasts, for now Wendy had
reached her moistly hot cunt and was moving up and down as she was in her own pussy, and Marleen
was unable to stop from arching her buttocks and letting one leg slowly bend in response.
"Stop, darling ... Ohhhh, stop this. It isn't right ... We're women, we're mother and daughter ... Ohhh, it
isn't natural ..."
"Pleasure is the only thing natural," Wendy said thickly. "The rest is artificial and false ... Look at all of
the pain and suffering we've gone through. No longer, Mother ... I love you too much to allow it to
happen again."
Marleen couldn't reply, her voice caught in her throat, and her body wracked as her mind cried out in
rejection.
"Yes, you are excited, Mother. You like this as much as I do, and your pussy's so hot that you can't
stand it." She stopped her own fingerings now, intent on sliding her one hand in and out of her mother's
cunt and using her other to unbutton the dress. "You love me rubbing your vagina, just like you love
fingering yourself or having a man's cock inside you ... I want you naked, naked and beside me, because
I want you to love me, love me deeply ..."
Marleen's face grew crimson. It's true, she thought miserably. She trembled with the ecstasy from her
child's hand, realizing what the admission meant. Ripples of loathing coursed through her, but all was
over-ridden by the inundation of her passion. No ... not my own daughter ... But her body heaved and
pumped against Wendy's invading thrusts, her thighs widening as she was slowly undressed by the slim
trembling fingers of her daughter. She was writhing on the moss now, more abandoned and out of
control than ever before in her life, and she opened her mouth so that she could breathe better, only to
find herself kissing Wendy's small ear tenderly. A thrilling desire to be released from the burning flames
of the stimulation flooded her tormented mind, and unable to stop herself, she raised herself up and
crossed her arms, removing the partially opened dress. It was a mute but unmistakable signal of
surrender to the forces which were fully controlling her body and senses, and she didn't care ... she
couldn't have avoided it if she had.
Wendy unclipped her mother's brassiere and threw it aside, and trailed a moist hand across Marleen's
trembling skin, pressing her fingers harder into her cunt and then bending forward and kissing the tender
nipple of one throbbing, white breast. She sucked as if she was a baby again, feeding at the bosom,
nibbling with her teeth and feeling her mother's flesh palpitate as she curled her tongue around the
enflamed tit.
Marleen sighed from the intense stabs of pleasure which cascaded from the tingling white flesh of her
inner thighs as Wendy's fingers rubbed up and down her open vaginal valley and grazed her erect clitoris
as it teased the moist, clenched hole of her rectum. She whimpered as her daughter slid down beside
her, nuzzling her whole body with hers, breasts to breasts, thigh to thigh, cunt to cunt, and she looked
into the innocent, sweet face and saw the smile and sparkling eyes and she quivered with expectation.
"Kiss me, Mother," Wendy whispered, breathing heavily.
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