Motherly love

That weekend, I kept to myself, staying out of the way, no Rosie, no Pippa, my mind in turmoil. Monday morning and work came as a relief, an escape from thinking.

Rosie was becoming concerned about me locking myself away, but as yet I was not prepared to discuss my thoughts. Friday night, Pippa was there as normal, was she expecting to spend the weekend with me. I've got to say, that I was missing her, she had fulfilled something that seemed to be missing in my life.

'Can you give us a few minutes Rosie?'

Sitting on the couch, Pippa, of course, wanted to sit next to me but I kept her at a distance, the disappointment and distress plainly obvious on her face, hurt me.

'Cheer up, it's not as bad as you think, but I don't want to see you tonight or tomorrow.' I'm sure I saw a tear. 'Sunday, let's go out the three of us, will you choose something for me to wear, something daring.

'Ok,' I took a breath, 'From next week, If you want, I am yours. You can visit whenever you want, you can stay as long as you want. There are conditions, but I will discuss them with you on Sunday. It is just that I want tonight and tomorrow with my daughter, do you understand?'

Her disappointed face turned into a huge grin, as now, I allowed her to come closer. When I kissed her, it was as an equal, someone I wanted to be with, I'm not going to say I was in love with her yet, but she was someone who I wanted to spend time with and to be part of my life going forward.

Rosie must have heard the door close as she reappeared. 'Where's Pippa?'

'I've sent her away.' Rosie's face dropped. 'What happened? Why? I thought you two were getting on.'

'It's complicated and there is something that I need to get out of the way first if that's ok?'

She nodded her head, but I could see that she didn't understand. Upstairs in my bedroom, I undressed and climbed into bed. If I was going to do this, it had better be soon before I lost the courage.

Raising my voice, I shouted. 'Rosie, have you got a minute please.'

I heard her ascending the stairs and then my room door opened. 'What's wrong mum?'

I could see her eyes roving over my body, the sheet only covering my legs and the beginning of my vagina, the rest of me naked.

I'm sorry baby, you told me, but I wasn't listening. I was being a stupid woman. So, this is me offering myself to you if that is what you would like. Tonight, and tomorrow if you want, I am all yours.'

At first, I don't think my daughter could believe what she was hearing, she was as hesitant as I had been after discovering that Pippa wanted to sleep with me. Taking the same approach, I pulled the cover next to me to one side. 'Why don't you join me?'

I watched as Rosie started to undress, first her jumper and then jeans standing at the end of my bed in her bra and knickers. How many times had I seen her dressed like this without either of us feeling awkward? But then previously, she had not been undressing with the intention of having sex with her mother.

It felt strange, a lot stranger than it had felt with my niece. This was my daughter, and I was about to commit incest with her. Finally naked she climbed in next to me and I was able to observe her up close, her short blonde hair and facial features reminded me of myself at her age. Her breasts were larger than mine or Pippa's, each orb topped by a tan areola and a cherry red nipple. Her waist was tiny, her tummy flat and then that same blond hair, neatly trimmed, covered her mound.

I'm sure she was far more nervous than I was which is why I took the lead. I'm her mother, why wouldn't I want to make my daughter happy. Inching closer, I felt that initial contact of my naked skin against hers, my hand cupping her face as my lips approached and then that heady feeling of arousal as they met, and we kissed.

It seemed to bring her alive, her hand reaching for my breast, her fingers touching, and then squashing and rolling my nipple. The tiny bud expanded and grew rapidly as it became erect, a guttural groan escaping my throat and letting her know that I was enjoying what she was doing. She broke the kiss, pushing me onto my back as her head went down to my chest and her mouth latched onto a teat exactly as he had as a baby.

The feelings in my pussy erupted as she suckled, rolling her tongue over my areola and nipple, licking sucking, and nipping it between her teeth. From one, she moved to the other, her hands, cupping, fondling, and massaging my tits.

'My pussy, Rosie, I want to feel you touch my pussy, I want to feel your fingers enter me.'

As her hand slid over my belly and encountered my hairless pussy she hesitated, gently caressing the smooth soft skin. 'Mmmm. Mum! When did you do this?'

'That first night out. It makes it feel more sensual and so I've kept it like that.'

My hand slid beneath her hip so that I could reach around and grip her arse, my fingers stroking and caressing her butt cheeks. When her hand slid between my thighs and a finger traced a pattern over my pussy lips, my hips raised, trying to mash my fanny against it, the hand on her buttocks pulling her cheeks apart and delving into the cleft.

She applied pressure, my lips opening, her fingers sliding easily now, covered in my secretions.

Rosie? Oh fuck, yes, Rosie, Rosie!'

My body went rigid for a second, arching from the bed as the digit penetrated my cunt. The fingers exploring her butt found her puckered entrance and stroked, teasing her back passage, and then straining to reach a little further as they located her pussy and I delved inside her hot moist centre.

'Mum? Oh my god, mummy......Jesus, fucking hell!' She shivered and jerked, her face going blank for a second as I explored her cunt.

Pulling her head down, we kissed again, mouths grinding against each other as our tongues invaded. We fucked, or fingered, whatever you want to call it, punishing each other's cunts as our arousal escalated. Our bodies pressed, gyrated, and writhed against each other; limbs entangled as our climaxes approached. The room was full of grunts, moans and groans, expressions of desire and passion at fever pitch as we both uttered crudities, exciting the other person, urging them to increase this fantastic abuse.

I beat Rosie to it by seconds, my pussy spasming and then the full thrust of my orgasm as I shook violently, having to concentrate momentarily as I continued to ram fingers into her pussy, rewarded as she convulsed, and my daughter covered my hand and fingers with her cum.

Now I understood why Maggie, my sister, did it. There was something highly erotic, sensual, and thrilling about having sex with my daughter, about making her cum and about her doing the same to me. It seemed to add something to that mother-daughter bond.

When we had recovered Rosie turned so that now we were top to toe, her head disappearing between my thighs as she opened her legs to accommodate me. I felt her breath on my pussy as I pulled her lips apart, stared at the shiny moist flesh for a second and then poked my tongue into her hole and started licking and wiggling it about, my head moving back and forth as I fucked her with it.

Grasping my buttocks, she dragged herself further between my legs, the two of us curling around each other as we bent at the hips. The positioning had opened me up, Rosie taking the opportunity to run her tongue around my anus, working her way forward to my pussy and then back again The sensations were divine, my tongue beginning to match hers as I did the same. When her finger penetrated my puckered entrance and another slid into my cunt, I matched her action for action, inserting fingers into both her orifices and then returning my mouth and tongue to her quim.

The smell of her musk, the tangy slightly salty taste, maybe a mixture of cum and sweat. Whatever it was, it was the taste of sex and I lapped it up. She beat me to it, pushing the hood back from my clit and exposing the tiny bud, her tongue flicking it as she teased before wrapping her lips around it and sucking.

'Slow down...... slooow dooown, oh fuck.' My words went unheeded, Rosie's mouth and lips firmly attached to my clitoris and intending to abuse it until I climaxed

I had one chance to level the playing field otherwise I was going to burst and there would be nothing I could do to stop it. Reaching out, my hand fumbled beneath the pillow. I had no idea if Rosie had ever used one, but for the occasions when men were not forthcoming, I had a backup; a huge rubber vibrating cock.

She grumbled when my mouth was removed, the appendage between my lips as I covered it in saliva. Her pussy gaped as I placed the knob against her entrance and began to slide it home. The abuse of my clit stopped. At least it was a respite for a moment.

'Holyyy Shiiit!' She let loose.

When I turned the knob on its end and it started vibrating and extending, Rosie screamed.

With the position we were in, I simply gripped her head between my thighs, opened her legs wider and plunged the rubber shaft in and out of her cunt. Her passage was sodden, the cock coated with her love juices in seconds as I used it to fuck my daughter. She had nowhere to go, no way of getting free, she was trapped as I hammered her pussy with it.

Her twat was the first to start quivering, followed by her legs and the cheeks of her arse. I could feel her body start to vibrate and then shake as she climaxed. Releasing her and moving position the rubber cock continued to be thrust into her cunt, Rosie literally bouncing on the mattress as I knelt over her, holding her hips firmly as I fucked her with the artificial cock.

When the sensations had subsided, she opened her eyes, struggling at first to focus. 'Bloody hell mum. No wonder Pippa can't stop talking about the things you have done to her. That was fantastic.'

As it turned out she had used dildos and vibrators and many other toys that I hadn't even considered but it surprised her to find that I had my own stash.

Of course, she returned the favour, having me resting against the pillows with my legs raised and open as she slid the rubber cock in and out of my cunt. I had used it on myself many times, but it felt completely different having my daughter slide it in and out of my pussy, her other hand caressing my breasts and playing with my nipples. When I started to climax, her hand went to my clit, rubbing at it as my world turned topsy-turvy. Rosie was my daughter, I loved her unconditionally, add into the mix an explosive orgasm that she had brought about and at that moment, I would have promised her the world.

We spent the rest of Friday in bed, sleeping together that night. Saturday, we didn't get up until dinner time and were back in bed by late afternoon.

'What is going to happen with Pippa?' Rosie asked.

'We're all going out tomorrow and then I'm going to give a relationship with her a try. Is that ok princess?'

Rosie, it seemed, was quite happy about it. 'And anytime you want to repeat this, you only need to say.'

Rosie, the naughty girl, did say. At that point, I had not considered a threesome.

Pippa was here first thing on Sunday, like a lost puppy. Rosie gave us some space to talk, nipping down the shops for a few bits and pieces.

'Ok, as I said, from now on you can come and go as you want. If you want to sleep with me each night, then I can see no reason, why not. I'm not going to tell you I am in love; we will see what happens. I suggest that you still spend some nights at home, your mum will kill me if you suddenly just do a flit.'

'That's fine Carole, I'm happy with everything you are offering. It's far more than I expected at the start.'

'There are conditions I'm afraid, although the first one, I'm sure you will enjoy. I have had sex with Rosie, and I have promised that we can repeat it wherever she wants. She is quite happy with that, particularly if it involves threesomes.'

Pippa's face broke into a huge grin. 'I've no problem at all with that Carole.' She was laughing now. 'Does she want to sleep with you tonight?' She had that look of devilment on her face as she licked her lips. I knew what she was already imagining as I rolled my eyes.

'Lastly, I'm not a lesbian. There are going to be times when I need a proper cock. I will limit it as much as I can, but there it is. It won't be every week or even every month, but when the time comes, can you live with that.'

My shoulders slammed against the upright of the couch as Pippa leapt on me, sitting in my lap, and facing me. 'As long as I'm with you, then that is a small price to pay. I accept all of your conditions.'

Her kiss somehow felt different, not only arousing but also, loving, the kind of kiss you get at the start of a relationship.

Did I ever consider that I may be attracted to another female? No. I've been married to a man, and we have a daughter. After my divorce, I went out with men, I masturbated to men's cock in magazines. And then my world changed, and I am now, a bisexual woman.

It is over four years since that fateful summer, Pippa, and I, still together. When she finished university, it was all change, Rosie moved out and has a full-time partner of her own and Pippa moved in. Surprisingly, we are considering a civil partnership soon, and I've got to say, she makes me happy. Rosie still pops home frequently, especially if there is a threesome in the offering. And as I far as I know, she and Pippa still sleep with my sister. Have I? Not as yet. But the more I think about it, well, lets see what happens.

What about the other thing you ask, 'Cock?'

Well, it was my daughter and niece that hit upon the idea. We had gone out on that Sunday evening and Pippa had dressed me. A pair of what I shall call "Ali Baba" pants, which were split up the sides from the cuff around my ankle nearly to the waistband and which meant I had to wear the tiniest thong imaginable to make it seem that there were no panties beneath. She teamed this with another one of her see-thru tops that only covered my nipples.

I felt like a slut, but at the same time, sexy erotic and highly aroused all evening, especially as the side slits meant Pippa could get her hand to my pussy anytime she wanted.

My attire attracted men and boys like flies to shit and it was Rosie who initially made the suggestion.

'There you go, mum. When you need cock, take your pick. Some lucky young man gets to fuck you for one night and then you wave him bye, bye, never to be seen again.'

And so that is what I do, it's only occasionally and they never get to stay the night. A good fucking and out they go, and I return to my girlfriend or should I say, soon-to-be, official partner.