Wendy's Women's Wrestling Club 02

WENDY'S WILD WOMEN'S WET WRESTLING CLUB ch. 02

INCEST: Marsha catches daughters 69ing

All characters in this story are over the age of 18. There are no males in this story. There is some voyeurism and masturbation. This story also includes some sister/sister and mother/daughter(s) sexual activity. If this offends you, please choose another story.

MARSHA'S STORY

Needless to say, after that wild experience at Wendy's house, and seeing the way Wendy and her daughter, and Christine and her daughter, had so much fun with each other, and by sharing with all the other women, I couldn't help but begin to look at my own two adult daughters in a different light.

And, yes, while masturbating thinking about my experiences with Wendy and her Wild Women's Wet Wrestling club, my thoughts, my nasty, dirty thoughts, often shifted to my own two daughters.

When at home in the evenings, or on weekends (when I wasn't playing with Wendy and her women), I would dress sexy, or walk around in just bra and panties, to see how they reacted.

And, I must say, I received plenty of appreciative looks from both my daughters. And, could I imagine that these were looks of lust as well? At least I liked to think so.

One day coming home after work, I heard strange sounds coming from their bedroom which was upstairs just down the hall from mine. Curious, I climbed the stairs quietly and finding the door to their bedroom slightly ajar, I peeked in.

The 18 year old, Brenda, was standing by her bed, completely naked, playing with her tits, while Barb, the 19-year old, also completely naked was on her knees before her younger sister eating her out while one hand was masturbating herself and the other hand was playing with Brenda's ass.

Young Brenda's face was flushed, her nipples were an angry red, and fully erect. Goose bumps dotted her arms, and her hips were moving back in forth as she tried to fuck her crotch harder into her sister's loving face.

"Ahhhhh, fuckckck!" Brenda moaned.

Instantly, electric shocks flashed through my body like a bolt of lightning. Tendrils of exquisite, kinky, perverse lusts quickly followed lighting up every cell in my body from the tips of my fingers to the tips of my toes and converging on my pussy with a thunderclap of overwhelming horniness.

If I were any kind of a mother, I should have put a stop to it right then and there. But, then again, they were both over 18, so what's a poor mom to do? Besides isn't this what I've masturbated about ever since I started playing with Wendy and her group? Isn't this (lesbian incest) what I really wanted my daughters to get into?

Yeah, to be honest I wanted to join them right then and there, but they looked so sweet and beautiful, and incredibly erotic, I did not want to disturb them. So, I just stood there and watched, enjoyed the exquisite, erotic beauty of a pair of beautiful, look-alike young girls enjoying sex together . . . and masturbated to it.

Barb stood up, took her younger sister in an embrace and kissed her sweetly on the mouth. Brenda then tongue fucked her older sister to lick up her own sex juices from her sister's mouth.

Barb pushed Brenda down onto the bed and giggling, the two young nymphs wrestled around a bit. They ended up in a 69 with the 18 year old on top. The lewd, liquid, licking sounds of a pair of tongues pleasuring hot, wet pussies assaulted my ears making my own pussy gush in sympathy.

As their youthful bodies begin to thrash against each other, and their moans of "fuckckck yesssss!" filled the room, indicating their approaching orgasms, I realized I was getting close to orgasm myself. So not wanting my moaning and stuff to disturb my daughters' enjoyment of each other, I rushed to my own room to finish myself while imagining that I was in there with them.

In my rush to finish myself off, I left my bedroom door open, and not even bothering to take any clothes off, I flopped down on my bed and hand up my skirt I masturbated my cunt and clit through my panties. With my door open I could still hear my daughters' moans, and screams and squeaks of their pleasuring each other. Adding my own orgasmic sounds to their opera of pleasure made me feel like I actually was in the same room as them enjoying our three-way mommy-daughter orgasm together.

Needless to say, I couldn't get the thought of my two daughters sexing each other and eating each other out, out of my mind. So, once I was undressed I had to dig out my trusty rabbit and give myself another good fuck before I was ready to shower and head downstairs to fix dinner.

I dressed for work the following morning with the usual heels, hose, and white blouse covering a white bra, and the blouse tucked into the shortest business skirt I had which covered my white panties and not much else.

My daughters were just coming downstairs as I prepared to leave. They were both dressed in T-shirts short enough to show their belly buttons, sneakers, and miniscule skirts short enough that I could see their panties as they descended the stairs.

Barb the oldest one said, "wow, mom. You really look sexy in that red mini skirt."

"Why thank you, Barb." I wriggled my ass a bit with a slight giggle. "I'm glad you like it."

Brenda, talking to Barb, said, "I bet mom has a hot date after work, now don't you mom?"

"Nah. I just wanted to look a little adventurous today."

By this time both daughters had reached the bottom of the stairs and met me at the front door. I gave them both a hug and a chaste kiss on the cheek. "Now, you girls behave, and don't do anything I wouldn't do," I said with a wink and a gentle pat on each of their rumps.

They both giggled and wriggled their asses for me. I gave each of their butts another playful slap just hard enough so that the sexy sound of bare hand on butt reverberated a bit up the stairwell.

"Oh, mommy!" They both said in unison, giggling again

"Knock 'em dead at the office today mom," Barb said as I stepped out the door.

"I'll be back at five," I said.

Before I pulled out of our drive way, I used my cell phone to send both of my daughters the naughty, erotic wrestling video Wendy had sent me. I added the following note:

"A new friend of mine who I met online, sent me this video of her all female wrestling club. Is this hot or what? What do you girls think?"

On the way to work I had pondered the way things had gone so far. My daughters were already enjoying lesbian incest with each other. They had become somewhat flirty with me. Seeing their mom as something sexy was a good start. Now, when they open up their e-mails they'll really have something to think about.

I remained nervous and on pins and needles all day at work, but finally five o'clock came around. As I drove home I remained equally nervous and tingling, wondering if, hoping, that both of my daughters had seen the e-mail I'd sent each of them with the naughty wrestling video—while at the same time fearing that they did, and that it might scare them away and possibly even ruin our family dynamic.

I parked the car in our driveway, took a deep breath, and headed for the front door.

By the time I stepped through the front door I was already wet with anticipation.

The living room was off to the right of the foyer, and our couch sat against the wall which is most visible from the foyer. It was there where my daughters were sitting, and they were the first things I saw (other than the stairwell) when I stepped inside.

My two sweeties were sitting side-by-side on the couch. Barb next to the arm rest, and Brenda snuggled up against her. They were both dressed in matching white T-shirt minis and nothing else. What made it worse (or better) is that they were both sitting in such a way as to be flashing directly at me. Of course, I couldn't help but look right between their creamy white thighs to see their bald little quims winking at me.

So, my little hotties aren't wearing any panties as they flash me.

All the pent-up nervous excitement I'd felt all day now converted to a horrendously horny crush converging right in my own pussy. My throat went dry, my panties started to dampen, but I couldn't take my eyes off my delicious daughters and the prizes between their legs they were flaunting me with.

In that precious moment of my immobility staring at their beckening, temptatious cunts you could have dropped a pin on our living room rug and it would have sounded like a roar.

"Hello girls," I said, finding my voice after a short pause of taking in the sight.

"Hello mommy," they both said in unison.

Then Barb the 19 year old said, "Brenda and I having been talking about how sexy you looked this morning dressed like that for work.." Her eyes went directly to the short hemline of my skirt.

"Why, thank you, sweetie."

Then Brenda, with a bit of a giggle said, "Mommy, why don't you come closer to us so we can get a better look?" She beckoned with her hand.

So, now comes the moment of truth. It was obvious to me by now from the way they were looking at me, what they were saying, and the tone of their voices, that they'd both seen the naughty wrestling video I'd sent them. So, either I go through with it and succumb to the temptations of lesbian incest with my own daughters, temptations that I helped engineer, or I back out now. As these conflicting thoughts swirled around in my mind, our house was as quiet as a tomb.

My quivering pussy won the argument.

I dropped my attaché case on the tile floor of the foyer with a clunk. The sound echoed throughout the house as if mocking me for becoming a very naughty incest mom. But I no longer gave a fuck.

High heels clicking and clacking on the tile floor of the foyer, I made that fateful move. Reaching the soft carpet of the living room floor the only sound in the entire house was the swishing of my nylon stockings rubbing together as I strode towards the couch like a model on a runway.

It was as if some power outside of myself, and much more powerful than I, had seized control of my body, propelling me towards my sexy daughters.

My daughters starred at me with love and admiration mixed with incestuous lust. Their eyes glistening, their mouths wide open, their faces flushed, and their breathing heavy all told me they were as nervous and excited over what was about to happen as I was.

In a moment that felt like a century I was standing so close to them that our legs were almost touching.

Instantly, two pairs of hands were fondling the hem of my skirt. Sweet feminine fingers "accidently" grazed my upper thighs, front, back, and ummmm, the insides.

"And these sexy nylon stockings," Barb said as she ran her hands up and down my legs. "So sexy and silky smooth. Brenda, you've just gotta feel this."

So now both of my sweeties were fondling my legs, running their hands up and down my stockings.

Brenda let her hands venture above the tops of my nylons. "And, this skirt so short we can see her garter straps." She pulled one out then let it snap back into place with a sexy smack sound when the strap struck my thigh—causing another wave of horniness to fill my being and attack my pussy.

"You girls are just getting so frisky," I said with a giggle. But afraid they'd see the increasing wet spot on the front of my panties I turned around and playfully wriggled my ass at them.

"Ummmmm, nice sexy ass, mommy," Barb said as she gave my butt a playful slap. Brenda followed suit. Then both girls alternately played with my ass or fondled my thighs above the tops of my stockings, pulling the garter straps out, then letting them go and giggling when they snapped back in place against my thighs.

By now my pussy was throbbing so hard it made my head spin—and my panties so drenched I feared they'd soon be leaking my sex juices down my thighs and staining my stockings, and the carpet I was standing on. But what the fuck?

Suddenly a hand slipped up under my skirt and between the tops of my thighs to land directly on my sex mound, my very, very wet sex mound. No hiding it now.

"Ummmm, Barb baby," Brenda (the culprit) said, "mommy's really, really wet. You gotta feel this."

Both of my horny daughters rubbed my crotch through my panties. I let out a gasp, then a light moan escaped my lips. The room began to spin. Was I dreaming? Was I in fantasy land, or was what I'd lusted after for days really happening? My own daughters playing with my pussy?

"Mommy, "Brenda said as she scooted away from her sister and as if sensing that I was about to topple over, she patted the empty spot she vacated saying," why don't you sit down here with us."

"Yeah," Barb said as she and Brenda each grabbed an arm to help me down, "mommy, come and sit with us so we can all have a good mommy-daughter talk."

Brenda giggling and squirming a bit: "Yeah, we need some good mommy-daughter stuff."

Knowing from their actions and suggestive talk that they'd both seen the video I'd sent them and that they'd liked it well enough that things were likely to get totally hot and totally out of hand between us (yeah, mommy-daughter stuff), my already throbbing, dribbling pussy began to ache with hunger.

And, my clit . . . my always naughty, horny clit had emerged from its protective hood so it could rub itself against my panties with every move I made—even the very slightest.

As I sat in the middle of the couch between my two hottie daughters they both snuggled up close to me until their hot girly thighs were touching mine. I put my arms around their shoulders and gave each a kiss on the cheek.

Barb placed her hand on my thigh. "Mommy, we both saw that sexy video you sent us."

Brenda, placing her hand on my other leg said, "yeah, mommy. And we both loved it. It was so frigin' sexy we both had to masturbate to it."

"Really, now?" I said with a come-on smile as I let my hands slip off their shoulders to land on the fleshy part of their breasts. "You liked it that well?

"Fuckin' A, mom," Barb said, moving her hand further up my thigh, "that new friend of yours, mommy, that outrageously sexy Wendy woman and her friends . . . have you . . . have you been doing . . . y'know, things with them?"

"Y'know, mommy," Brenda said, "like they were doing in the video . . . having hot, kinky sex with each other?"

When I hesitated to answer, Brenda, also moving her hand further up my thigh said, "you don't need to be shy with us, mommy. We think it'd be really hot if you were having sex fun with all those sexy women."

"Yes, sweeties," I said, letting my hands position more brazenly on their tits, thumbs landing on erect nipples. "your mommy does get horny at times, like any other human, so yeah, I've been playing with Wendy and her friends, and having some nice, hot sex . . . which my mommy body really needs."

"Awesome!" Barb said, giving me a kiss on my cheek, "our mommy's a player."

"So, fuckin' hot!" Brenda said, giving me a kiss on my other cheek. "I bet our sexy mommy wants to play with us too, don't you mommy?"

Both of them vied for space on my lips to give me some tongue kissing.

By this time I was teasing their most obviously erect nipples through their T-shirts with my thumbs and they were sliding their hands all the way up between my thighs to my very wet panties.

"Yeah," I said with dry throat knowing that we were about to cross one of society's most forbidden boundaries. "It's okay for moms and daughters to have some innocent fun together—as long as the daughters are over eighteen . . . and are willing participants."

"Fuckin' awesome!" My daughters said in unison.

"I'm eighteen," Brenda, my youngest said.

"And we're both more than willing," Barb said.

"Willing?" Brenda said, "fuck, we both think mommy-daughter fun is the hottest, sexiest thing there is."

Both my daughters dived in on me at once, going absolutely sex crazy on me. They pawed every part of my body they could get to while vying with each other to French kiss me--even trying some three-way kisses.

And ladies, you have no idea how electric, how incredibly erotic it is, to have both of your gorgeous daughters fucking their sexy young tongues into your mouth at the same time while fondling you. But the hot incest sex kissing was only the beginning.

I was hungry, really hungry, to taste hot young pussy, so I said to my youngest: "Brenda, why don't to stand up here on the couch so mommy can taste your hot, sweet pussy and make you feel real good."

"Oh, goodie, goodie," she said, as giggling she promptly stood up on the couch, placed her feet just outside my upper thighs so as to straddle me, then bracing her hands against the wall she leaned forward.

I had my hands up the backs of her thighs to clasp her butt cheeks firmly helping to pull her crotch towards my face. Then, nuzzling my head up under her mini-T-shirt I began to taste her tangy nectar, slowly licking up and down her glistening slit.

And, oh, my God, how sweet and sinful her 18-year-old cunt tasted sending tangy, electric heat all through my body and making my toes curl up. I was in some kind of dream land, my head up my daughter's skirt eating out her pussy—and she loves it!

"Ummmmm, fuckckck yesssss! Mommy," Brenda moaned her pleasure as she fucked her hot little cunt into my loving face.

Then I clamped my mouth firmly over her entire sex mound, embracing her puffy lips and clit, and just sucked as hard as I could as if I were trying to suck all of her youthful horniness into my being.

By this time, Barb had slipped to the floor before me, and on her knees she crammed her hands up under my skirt to gasp my ass. Then she stuck her face in between my thighs to begin eating me out through my panties. And that caused me to moan into Brenda's crotch as I was eating her out. And, my moaning into Brenda's pussy increased her excitement as she began fucking her crotch into my face even harder as she neared orgasm. Which in turn excited me all the more.

"Nghghghghgh!" Brenda moaned her orgasm as her body shook and trembled all over.

I did the same, but my moans were muffled by Brenda's crotch.

Brenda, spent, collapsed down to the couch to catch her breath. Sitting next to me she said, "Mommy, that was the hottest cum I think I've ever had." And with that she pasted her lips against mine and began eating her own girl juices out of my mouth. She fucked her tongue deep into me flicking it and licking at every square inch of that oral cavity.

Barb, then, not wanting to be left out joined us on the couch for a three-way tongue kissing battle. So, as we exchanged Brenda's girl cum between our three mouths it was now also mixed with my mommy cum that Barb had sucked through my panties.

When we all stopped for air, Barb said, "now it's my turn to ride mommy's face." So, she stood up straddling me like Barb had done while Barb slid to the floor to explore her way up between my legs.

By the time I was able to make Barb cum on my face, Brenda's loving face had made me cum again in my already drenched panties.

Again we indulged in a nice cuddling and three-way kissing session to catch our breaths.

Brenda said, "we want to play some naked daughters clothed mommy fun"

I said, "Okay let me get these T-shirt minis off you then."

My two little sweeties stood up as I scooted towards the front of the couch. Each of my daughters straddled one of my thighs as I lifted their T-shirt mini's up.

"Ah, such sweet little rosebuds," I said as soon as their tits were exposed. I kissed, licked, and sucked at each one as they lifted their T-shirt minis the rest of the way off.

Tossing their shirts aside they each grabbed a hand of mine and pulled me to my feet. "Up, mommy," Barb said, "so we can play with you better."