After the sucking and fucking between mother and son had run its course, with the two of them having dressed and gone back upstairs, a third family member remained in the basement. Millie Underwood had never seen anything like it.
"Hard to believe, with all the fucking around I've done," sighed the lingering teenager, "that this is the first time I ever watched anybody else getting it on. It's like… like…"
Poetry in motion, Millie decided. Watching had turned her on in a whole new way. Before it was over, she'd climaxed without even being touched.
"Seeing mom suck and fuck was almost like, yeah, somehow watching myself putting out," she wistfully murmured. "Mom's hairy cunt and mine, her titties, the way she sucks cock-mmmmm, it was nearly the same as watching myself in a mirror."
From here, it was only logical that Millie would wonder what might happen if their roles were reversed and she were the object of her mother's attention.
The mere thought of getting her mother aroused caused Millie's tits to tingle and her pussy to spasm moistly. She felt herself at both places, closing her eyes to imagine that her female parent was doing the touching.
"Oh, Mom, I dig you so much," Millie moaned. "If it were just you and me…"
Millie caught herself short. For she had realized that her mind was wandering beyond what she'd witnessed between her brother and mother into the realm of a lesbian fantasy.
She shivered, thinking of eating her mother's sweet pussy, thinking of her own wet cunt being devoured by a sucking female mouth. And, during this flight of fancy, Millie wandered toward the washing machine, not knowing what she was after until she was there.
"Yes, they're still here," she panted, running her trembling fingers through the soft, lacy tangle of her mother's soiled panties.
Millie went through them until she found the dirtiest pair. Sniffing the fragrance at the crotch excited her so much that she next actually chewed on the fancy fabric, releasing her mother's leftover juices into her mouth.
"Oh, more… more," Millie gasped. "Just got to eat the real thing-Mom's delicious pussy."
Having made up her mind, Millie then kept the panties she'd sniffed and tasted as she finally slipped out of the basement. They would be, she planned, her calling card when she passed through the door into a whole new world of sex.
She waited until the next day, until they were alone in the house. The situation couldn't have been more perfect as she entered her parents' bedroom and found her mother tidying up the dresser drawers.
"Anything new turn up missing, Mom?" Millie casually asked from the doorway.
"Uh, no, don't think so," Betsy Underwood self-consciously muttered.
Millie drifted over to where her mother sat and looked into the open drawer of lingerie. "I don't see those yellow panties of yours. The ones with the blue lace."
"Uh, I'm sure they're in here someplace," Betsy said, clearly wanting to drop the subject.
"No, I don't think those panties are in the drawer, Mom," Millie answered. "In fact, I know so."
"I-I don't understand," Betsy stammered, trying to figure out what her daughter was getting at.
"Very simple, Mom," Millie chuckled. "'Cause this time I'm the pantie-thief. In fact, I'm wearing them right now. Found them down in the basement and just couldn't resist trying them on."
"B-but I hadn't washed them yet," Betsy stammered.
"Mmmm, I know," Millie sighed. "Having them go straight from you to me without being washed makes me feel like I'm, well, closer to you somehow. And they fit me like a dream."
She panted. Her mother had no idea what was coming next, but she was waiting in suspense for it.
"Wanna see, Mom?"
Her mother was speechless. But the main thing was that she didn't say no.
"Bet you'll think I'm adorable in your panties, Mom," Millie purred, slowly unfastening her cut-off jeans.
Then, the open cut-offs sagging around her hips, Millie wiggled below the waist so they fell down her long, tanned legs to the floor. When she stepped forward, her mother's stolen panties hugged her crotch like a lacy second skin.
"What do you think, Mom?" Millie asked, turning around to show her mother her rear. "Doesn't my ass look cute in them?"
Her mother remained speechless. However, Betsy's hard breathing spoke louder than ordinary words.
"But what I really like most about your panties, Mom, is the way they fit so tight between my legs. You know? They rub me just right and the lace tickles the insides of my thighs. Just about every time I make a move it…"
She interrupted herself to squeeze her thighs together. There was no mistake about it, Betsy could hear her wet pussy squish out loud. And, as if that weren't enough, when she parted her thighs again a growing stain was visible at the sheer crotch of the ultra-snug panties.
"Then, when I touch myself," Millie now continued, "it's almost like the panties aren't even there. I can feel everything!"
She dropped her hand to the crux of her loins, boldly stroking her own cunt through the clinging fabric. The stain grew darker and larger, with some of the moisture leaking from beneath the elastic that formed the "V" of the crotch and glistening at her inner thighs.
"Yes… almost like they aren't even there," she steamily repeated.
Next, Millie's middle finger pushed into the slot of her juicy cunt through the sopping crotch-band of the panties. Her hips immediately started rolling with pleasure.
"Here, Mom," she then said, "why don't you try it?"
Betsy Underwood acted like she was in a deep trance. She passively allowed her daughter to take her hand and put it where Millie's had just been. Her fingers felt that hot, wet teenaged cunt as it oozed beneath the skin-tight panties.
"It's best with your finger, Mom," Millie urged. "Mmmmm, like that. I was gonna say inside me, but you just found my clit and that's even better."
Millie promptly climaxed and she was hardly shy about it.
"That's right, Mom," she moaned, "you just made me come in your panties! They were wet before, but now… Ooooooh, just taste!"
Now Millie took her mother's head in her hands. She guided Betsy's face to her crotch and forced contact between mouth and cunt, with only the flimsy fabric separating them.
"Suck, mom, suck," Millie coaxed. "Suck my cunt through your panties and I'll come again! "
Betsy Underwood was helpless to resist. She was greeted with a fresh supply of pussy juice which dribbled down her chin.
"Hmmmm, wonder what kind of shape your other panties are in-the ones you're wearing right now, Mom," Millie panted.
Millie reached down, exploring under her mother's skirt. What she found was even better than wet panties-her mother wasn't wearing anything down there! All at once, Millie's fingers were tangled in a curly jungle of pussy hair.
"Mom!" Millie gasped. "Ohhh, let's go to bed."
Still in that apparent trance, Betsy Underwood let herself be led to the place where she normally slept with her husband. Then, her only outward sign of emotion being the goose bumps which decorated her bare flesh, she permitted herself to be quickly stripped naked by her daughter.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Mom," Millie told her.
Then, for the first time since all this had begun to get serious, Betsy spoke. "Let me see the rest of you now too, darling."
"Oh, Mom, I thought you'd never ask!"
Millie pulled her top over her head, revealing her braless tits. The hard, little nipples stuck straight out with total arousal.
"Oh, darling, you're practically me at your age all over again!" Betsy swooned.
"Mmmmm, Mom, that's the sweetest thing anybody ever said to me," Millie replied. "I can't wait to show you my cunt."
"I can't wait to see it!" Betsy declared.
Out of her trance now, Millie's mother took charge. Betsy peeled away the stolen panties from the girl herself, her hungry eyes staring at her daughter's teenaged pussy.
"Yes, so hairy, such a hairy, young cunt," Betsy rasped with lust. "And I just know it's as sweet as it can be. I can already smell it."
"But you'll have to taste it to be sure, Mom," beckoned Millie, laying back on the bed with her legs spread wide.
"Only under one condition," Betsy immediately countered, grinning from ear to ear.
"Anything, Mom!" Millie hornily cried.
"You eat me, too," Betsy said softly. "Eat my pussy, baby, at the same time I'm eating yours."
"That's the easiest bargain I'll ever keep!" Millie exclaimed. "Hurry, Mom, hurry! Sit on my face with your hairy cunt while you're diving into mine!"
But Betsy paused, suddenly self-conscious. "Suppose I should tell you this right now, sweetheart. I've never done anything like this before… not with another, well, woman."
Millie immediately connected on the odd angle of her mother's statement. "Do you really think I'm a woman now, Mom? Not just a little girl?"
Her daughter's concern totally charmed Betsy Underwood, putting her at ease. "You'll always be mommy's little girl, sweetheart… but, my Lord, yes, what a beautiful young woman you've grown into. If I'm going to eat another pussy, I'm so glad I waited for the first one to be yours."
"And I'm glad I waited for your gorgeous cunt, too, Mom," Millie tenderly replied.
"Darling, you mean…"
"Yes, Mom, I'm just as cherry when it comes to this as you are," Millie said. "So there's nothing to worry about, 'cause we're starting even. We'll learn from each other."
"Mmmmm, how perfect for us. How absolutely perfect!" a thrilled Betsy stated. "Now let's take each other to school, my darling, all the way to graduation!"
Then mother straddled daughter, facing away to form the beginning of their lesbian sixty-nine. Spreading her asscheeks in Millie's face, Betsy grandly revealed her pussy from the rear. Its open slice was remarkably pink and juicy, framed by scads of curly pussy hair which grew all the way into the crack of her ass and swirled around her puckered asshole.
"Oh, Mom, your cunt's a dream come true!" cried Millie, her nostrils flaring from the pungent scent seeping from her mother's erotic depths. "And your asshole's soooo adorable. Believe me, you're gonna feel my tongue in both places."
"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?"
"Right on, Mom!" Millie cried, she and her mother climaxing together as usual. "And not just our pussies, but our titties too! Suck mine now, Mom, while you're cunt-fucking me."
"Then pinch mine at the same time, darling. The nipples," Betsy urged in reply. "I love the pain!"
As their pussies continued grinding away, mother and daughter attacked one another's tits, Betsy with her mouth, Millie with her grasping fingers.
"Oooooh, I'm flying!" Millie swooned, her mom's warm spit drooling down between her quivering titties.
"Ahhh, I'm in heaven, too. Hurts soooooo good!" declared Betsy, her stiff nipples being twisted around double by her daughter's thumbs and fingers.
Meanwhile, down below, as their tangled loins rocked to a steady beat, the cunts of mother and daughter kept fucking nonstop to provide the foundation of their lesbian passion. With no cock to shoot its wad and close out the action, Betsy and Millie could go on indefinitely. Which they did, long past the point where normal fucking would have given way to a limp prick if either of them had been a man.