Beth found her mother naked and sobbing on the living room sofa. "What's wrong?" she asked with alarm. "Where's Daddy?"
Diane looked up. Her eyes were so full of tears that her daughter's face was a blur.
"Your f-father," Diane's voice croaked. "He's gone."
Beth still could not make sense out of what was going on. She'd never seen her mother so out of it.
"Where did Daddy go?" Beth tried to be patient. "And what happened to your clothes?"
"Your father's left me," Diane whimpered, holding her face in her hands. "We were fucking and I got carried away. Said the wrong thing. He figured out I was cheating on him. Don't worry, I kept you out of it."
"You poor thing," Beth said.
She sat down on the sofa with her mother, taking Diane in her arms to comfort her.
"Come on, Mom," Beth crooned softly. "You've still got me. I'll help you pick up the pieces."
Diane was suddenly overcome with love for her daughter. She found herself clutching Beth, smothering her with desperate kisses.
"Don't leave me, Beth," Diane murmured hotly. "Promise you'll never leave me."
Beth couldn't answer because her mother's lips covered her mouth. A deep, wet kiss followed, underscored by Diane's darting tongue.
As the kiss got hotter and hotter, something happened. Something very, special; a force that can only pass from female to female.
By the time mother and daughter came up for air, the cunts of both were burning with lesbian desire. As they gazed lovingly at one another, Diane and Beth realized that it was useless to try and control their feelings.
"Do you want me, darling?" Diane asked.
"Yes," Beth answered without hesitation.
Their hands roamed over each other's bodies. Quickly, Diane stripped her daughter, thrilling at Beth's teenage beauty.
"Spread your legs," Diane panted hornily when Beth was naked. "I want to eat your sweet cunt."
Beth slid down, parting her sleek thighs and thrusting her wide-open crotch in her mother's face. Diane squashed the lips of her mouth against the lips of her daughter's pussy, instantly drugged by her first taste of another woman's cunt.
"Tongue me, Mother, tongue me," Beth urged. "Really get inside me and I'll come in your face."
Stiffening like a cock, Diane's tongue shot up Beth's moist pussy. Beth began to wriggle her ass, moving just like she was being fucked.
"Oooooooh, that's it, Mom," Beth groaned. "Your tongue is so hard."
Now, in addition to her stabbing tongue, Diane brought her fingers into play between the open young woman's thighs. She massaged Beth's pussy-lips, gradually working up to her daughter's clit.
"Mmmmmm, that feels sooo goooooood," Beth moaned when her mother finally pushed her clit. "Now do it harder, harder. Pinch my clit."
Grasping the tiny button of pink flesh between her thumb and forefinger, Diane gave her daughter's clit a jolt. Beth's cunt instantly doubled its wetness.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Beth cried with joy. "Oh, Mother, it's fantastic!"
Diane didn't have to be reminded of how wonderful it was. Her daughter's sudden climax had unleashed a wellspring of pussy-juice. Beth's cunt was gushing honey into Diane's mouth.
As long as Beth kept coming, her thirsty mother sucked the dew from her twat. By the time the climax was over, Beth's cunt was sore from the suction and Diane was giddy from the sugary wine of pussy juice.
"Now it's my turn," Beth said, sitting up. "I'm going to suck your cunt until it aches just like mine."
Diane's pussy throbbed with anticipation; she couldn't wait to feel her daughter's hard tongue in her twat.
"Okay, here I am," Diane beckoned, falling back on the sofa with her legs apart.
"Your pussy is beautiful, Mother," Beth sighed as she knelt between Diane's thighs. "I guess, down deep, I've always wanted to eat it. It seems so natural, somehow."
Beth slipped a finger inside Diane's cunt, snagging a glob of glistening juice. When she tasted it, her eyes rolled from the sweetness.
"Your cunt is like candy, Mother," Beth swooned. "And you know how I love to stuff myself with candy."
With a blur, Beth's face moved to the feast of Diane's crotch. When Beth jammed her tongue into her mother's twat, Diane's ass shook so hard the springs in the sofa squeaked.
"My clit!" Diane gasped as her senses reeled. "Play with my clit!"
Beth's thumb squashed the sensitive nubbin at the top of Diane's pussy and she heard her mother moan with joy.
"Do it again!" Diane begged. "I'm almost ready to come!"
Beth's thumb ground against Diane's clit wildly. Diane's burning cunt continued to gush hot, steamy pussy juice.
"Oh, Mom," Beth squealed with delight, "Your pussy's so wet!"
"I can't stop coming!" Diane cried. "Eat me! Eat me!"
Beth gulped down her mother's pussy-juice like she was dying of thirst. Whenever Diane's twat seemed on the verge of drying up, Beth's tongue would wriggle in the spasming canal and a fresh batch of honey would ooze from the walls. Beth swallowed every drop she could draw into her mouth.
"What a cunt," Beth sighed when her mother's damp climax died down. "To think of all the time I've wasted sucking dicks when I could have been doing this."
Beth's compliment made Diane swell with pride. More than anything else, she wanted her only child to love her.
"Do you mean that this is your first time with another woman?" Diane asked her daughter.
"What about you, Mother?" Beth chuckled. "You take to cunt like you were born with your tongue in one."
"I asked you first," Diane teased.
"Don't worry, you're my first woman," Beth told her mother. "I've been so busy fucking those damn boys from school that I forgot to look in my own back yard. I'd still be a virgin if you and I had gotten it on three years ago, before I discovered boys. I wouldn't have looked at a guy's cock after I'd tasted your pussy."
Diane was almost as thrilled by her daughter's confession as by the climax she'd just enjoyed. She had the sense that she had found something with Beth that she had been searching for all her life.
"God, I love you so much, Beth!" Diane gushed, arising to hug her naked daughter.
Mother and child embraced, their tits squashing together while they kissed and entwined tongues. As their pussies throbbed with arousal, Diane and Beth both knew they had just begun to prove their love for each other.
"Fuck me, Mother," Beth pleaded when the kiss was broken.
Although this was her first lesbian experience, Diane didn't question whether she could meet her daughter's request. After a lifetime of conventional sex, Diane now realized that a cock was unnecessary for fucking. Two females in love had everything they needed, and they could forget about men.
With Beth leading the way, mother and daughter moved into the bedroom. As Diane drooled, Beth reclined on the bed in the classic fucking position, her long legs spread and a pillow under her ass.
"Do it to me, Mother!" Beth urged as she parted the lips of her cunt with trembling fingers.
Diane climbed onto the bed. Before she crawled between her daughter's thighs, she kissed and sucked Beth's tits.
"Oooooh, I want you… want you so bad," Beth moaned as her nipples hardened in her mother's mouth. "Even the first time I fucked a boy, I didn't want it this bad."
Now Diane moved in for the kill. Fitting her hips in the "V" of Beth's spread legs, she slowly lowered her crotch until it was touching something wet and warm.
"Mmmmmm, that's what I've been waiting for. Your cunt against mine," Beth panted. "Now, fuck me, Mother. Really fuck me."
When Diane rolled her hips, the lips of her pussy caught the petals of her daughter's twat and tugged them from thigh to thigh. Beth responded just like she had a cock inside her, wrapping her legs around her lover's waist.
Mother and daughter quickly discovered that the key to lesbian fucking was the clit. When their clits met, the impact was breathtaking.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Beth chanted. "Fuck me with your hot twat!"
Diane drove her crotch borne between her daughter's thighs again and again. She was thrusting just like a man, drawing gasps from her lover with every surge.
The bedsprings squealed from the fiery action. The smell of sex hung heavily in the air. Mother and daughter fucked harder and harder.
"Are you coming yet?" Diane asked her writhing daughter.
"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" Beth shrieked. "What about you?"
"Almost," Diane answered. "I'm almost there. I can feel it growing in the pit of my cunt."
"Let's switch places," Beth breathlessly suggested. "When I'm on top, your pussy will explode."
Mother and daughter rolled over. Now it was Beth on top, driving her cunt into Diane's crotch, fucking her mother.
In a blinding flash, Diane's senses were shattered. Her climax had just gone off like a bomb.
"Mother, are you all right?" Beth asked when Diane screamed.
"Oh, God, it's wonderful!" Diane yelled. "I've never come like this! Don't stop fucking me, Beth. I don't ever want to stop coming!"
Beth's hips pistoned with erotic power. When her cunt surged forward, her mother's ass jumped from the impact of clit against clit.
After several minutes of steady fucking, mother and daughter rolled over again, reversing positions. Once more, Diane was on top, pounding away between her incestuous lover's spread legs.
Gradually, the lovers cooled down. As the fucking finally ground to a halt, Diane flopped to Beth's side and curled up against her daughter's body.
"It's never been like that before," Diane whispered in Beth's ear.
"I know," Beth replied. "No cock ever made me come so hard."
"I'm sorry it's over," Diane sighed.
"It doesn't have to be, you know," Beth chuckled, stroking her mother's tits with lazy fingertips. "It's not like either of us had to worry about a soft cock."
"I see what you mean," Diane grinned as she pressed her hand against her daughter's cunt. "Your pussy is on fire."
Beth's hand quickly stroked Diane's twat. A finger poked inside the moist gash, testing the juice within.
"So's yours," Beth gasped from the heat in her mother's cunt. "Your pussy's screaming for a fuck."
"Then let's do it again," Diane bleated. When Diane mounted her daughter once more, she felt even stronger than when she had fucked Beth the first time. She had an urge to top herself. Do something unforgettable.
"Do you like it rough?" Diane asked.
"Yes, yes!" Beth rasped, ready to agree to anything if her mother would only fuck her again.
Diane's eyes darted around the room, looking for something special.
An empty Coke bottle sat on the nightstand. Without hesitation, Diane reached for it.
"Perfect," Diane murmured as she grabbed the stubby bottle and the jar of cold cream next to it.
Quickly, Diane was greasing the Coke bottle with the cold cream. Watching with round eyes, her daughter reached the logical conclusion.
"You're going to fuck me with that, aren't you?" Beth asked, her voice quavering.
"Correction. We're going to fuck each other with it," Diane replied, holding up the slippery bottle to admire her handiwork. "As you can see, it has two ends. One for me and one for you."
Beth shivered just from the thought of it.
"It's sick," she said, but her voice was no longer shaking.
"I suppose you want the fat end in your cunt," Diane chuckled slyly.
"I haven't said I'd do it," Beth protested, but she was smiling nonetheless.
"Uh-huh," Diane clucked, slipping the Coke bottle between her daughter's thighs.
At first, Diane just rubbed the bottle's greasy neck against the lips of Beth's pussy. Then, gradually, she began to work it inside her creamy teenage cunt.
"I thought you were giving me the fat end," Beth moaned, jiggling her hips.
"I thought you hadn't made up your mind," Diane laughed.
"I thought you were going to fuck me until it hurts," Beth purred.
"I am!"
All of a sudden, the bottle was turned around in Beth's cunt. Now the wide end was surging within her, stretching the walls of her pussy farther than they'd ever had to expand for even the biggest cock.
"Fuck me!" Beth screamed. "Give it to me as hard as you can!"
"Hold your horses," Diane chuckled. "You're not the only one on this bed with a hot cunt. And, like I said, they make these bottles with two ends."
Diane leaned back to survey the scene. The neck of the Coke bottle was sticking out of her daughter's pussy like a glass prick.
Sitting, Diane extended her legs astride Beth's reclining torso. Slipping her hands into the well of her crotch, Diane pulled apart the lips of her cunt as she carefully inched her ass forward.
Now, the tip of the bottle was flirting with the open gash of Diane's twat. All she had tot do was edge her crotch forward just a bit… coax the bottleneck between her pussy-lips… bear down.
"Ahhhh, that's it," Diane moaned to her daughter. "It's inside my cunt now. Time for the last adjustment and then we fuck."
With a sharp thrust of her crotch, Diane jammed her end of the Coke bottle up her twat. When she came to rest, her pussy was flush against Beth's. The makeshift cock of glass connecting mother and daughter was buried – half in Diane's cunt, half in Beth's.
"Move your ass," Diane told Beth as she began grinding her hips.
"Will I!" Beth cried from beneath her mother. Her teenage hips started working. Her trim little ass started to shake.
The greasy Coke bottle started to do its thing. The real thing!
"Oh, yeah!" Diane huskily gasped. "This is fucking!"
"If it's not, we've discovered something better!" Beth whooped.
They fucked. The only sounds in the house were the orgasmic cries of mother and daughter, squeaking bedsprings, and the squishing of wet cunts.
Somewhere in the night, Tom Devlin was on his way with his suitcase to a motel. In a moment of male vanity, he imagined that his wife would fall apart without him. Diane was probably crying her eyes out right now because he was gone.
Tom Devlin was very wrong. The last thing on Diane's mind was her husband. As she and her daughter fucked into the night, Diane knew only the greatest joy. Her marriage wasn't merely over, it was totally forgotten.