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Subject: {ASSM} The Game, part 2 (FF, inc)
Date: Wed, 10 Sep 2003 12:10:07 -0400
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This is a follow up to "The Game," a story about a sexual encounter
between a Mother, Julia, and her Daughter, Beth.  I recommend reading
the first story before continuing.

After the night they fooled around, Beth and Julia never spoke to each
other about it.  They continued to get along wonderfully - they were
still the best of friends.

Beth met Scott during her junior year at UNC.   He went on to work as
a producer for the local Fox Sports Net affiliate, and Beth was hired
as the girls' JV swimming coach and PE instructor at a local high
school. Scott was a great guy and treated her well; 3 years after
graduation they were engaged.

The two moved in to apartment together in Scott's hometown.  But Beth
wanted to do things traditionally at least for the wedding, so
following their rehearsal dinner, Scott got all the things he needed
for the big day and went to spend the night at his parent's house so
he wouldn't see her until the ceremony.

Beth's parents were coming from out of town, so she arranged for her
father to spend the night with Scott at his parents' house, but she
asked her mother to stay at the apartment with her to help her get
ready the next morning.

Julia and Beth entered the apartment, exhausted from the day's
activities - meeting and greeting everyone, the rehearsal, and the
dinner.  Beth went to take a quick shower while Julia went to the
guest room/TV room to get changed.  The two just planned to watch TV
together for a while before calling it a night.

Julia removed her shoes and her blazer and opened her travel suitcase
to find her pajamas, but realized she forgot to pack them.  "I'll just
ask to borrow a pair of Beth's," she thought, and sat down on the
foldout couch to watch TV.  To get a little more comfortable, she
removed her bra through the arm opening of her form fitting white top.

A few minutes later, Beth entered the room wearing a bathrobe. 
"Shower's all yours mom," she said.

"I think I'll just wait `till morning," Julia said.  

"OK," Beth said, noticing her mother was sitting there bra-less.  The
form fitting white top really accentuated her glorious breasts,
including the large nipples pushing against the fabric.  "You're
really nippin' out there, you know," Beth said.

"Oh, yeah," Julia said.  "Sorry about that.  I forgot my pajamas.  Can
I borrow a pair from you later?"

"OK," said Beth, and she sat down at the other end of the couch. "Man,
my feet are killing me," she said.

"Me too," said Julia.  

"Hey, you want to trade foot rubs?" asked Beth. 

"Why not, I could totally use one," said Julia.  

Beth crawled onto the floor in front of Julia, took her mother's right
foot in her hand, and began radiating pressure from the inside of the
bottom of her foot outwards.

"Mmm... that feels so good," sighed Julia. 

"It's been a while since I made you say that," Beth said.  

"Hey now, don't get fresh."  

Beth smiled and continued rubbing her mother's feet, imagining where
she herself was sore and applying pressure similarly.  Neither woman
spoke for a few minutes - both seemingly recalling that night six
years ago.

"You know, we never did talk about that night," Julia said.  

"I know," Beth replied.  It was true; she knew this would eventually
happen.  The two were so close that there was no way they could avoid
discussing what happened that night for the rest of their lives.

"Are you O.K. with it?" asked Julia.  

"Yeah, you know," Beth said, "it's just a little weird to think about
sometimes.  I mean, don't get me wrong, at the time I wanted to do it,
but sometimes the reality of it just hits me and I'm like, `I made out
with my mom' and it seems so gross."

"I know what you mean," said Julia. "I felt like the worst mother in
the world, or some kind of pervert that should be locked away.  The
worst part was there was no one I could talk to about it."

"I hear that." Beth switched to her mother's left foot.  

"Did you ever tell anyone?" asked Julia.  
 
"No," Beth lied.  "What was I going to say, `Hey, guess what, this one
time my mom and I went at it?'"

"Well, at least you only had to get over one taboo.  I had never been
with a woman before."

"It's not that hard to figure out what to do..." 

"That's not what I mean," said Julia.  "It's just... I don't know.  I
didn't think I'd ever do anything like that.  But, so, you're OK with
it?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." 

"You don't regret it?"

"Nah.  I mean, like I said, I wanted to do it at the time."  

Neither spoke for the next minute or so as Beth finished rubbing her
mother's left foot.

"OK," Beth said.  "My turn."  Beth took her spot back on the couch,
and Julia crawled onto the floor in front of her daughter and began
rubbing her feet.

"You know," said Julia, "I was worried about you for a while.  I mean,
not worried, exactly, but, oh, I don't know... that you were..."

"What mom, a lesbian?" Beth said with a little laugh. 

"Well, sort of.  I mean, what mother doesn't want her daughter to get
married and have kids and..."

"And live in a nice house with a white picket fence, I got it."  Beth
said.  "You don't have to worry about it.  I'm getting married
tomorrow, remember?"

"Yeah, I guess so," said Julia, smiling.  She continued to work on her
daughter's feet.  "So, was there ever a time when you thought you
might be...?"

"A lesbian? No.  In fact, I haven't been with a girl since. Actually,
well... no. No, not really."

"What does that mean?" Asked Julia.  

"Nothing," said Beth.  "I shouldn't have brought it up."  

"Come on.  You know you can tell me anything."  

"I... no.  It's too...  I can't even tell you."  

"I'm not going to judge you, sweetie."  

"All right." Beth sighed and shifted a little on the couch.  Julia
noticed Beth's bathrobe open slightly above her waist, revealing most
of her breast.

"There's this girl, Amy, who was a freshman on my swim team this
year."

"You didn't!" Julia said.

"Mom, no, I didn't.  Let me finish." Beth sighed again.  "So she's
very self-confident and poised for her age.  I noticed that she would
stare at me during gym class and at swim practice. God, I don't even
know why I'm telling you this. It began to remind me of when I was
young, how I thought you were so beautiful and I admired your... body...
and hoped one day I would look like that.  She's skinny and not as
developed as the other girls so I thought it was a similar kind of
thing."

With that simple confession by her daughter, Julia felt a twinge of
pride, and the tiniest pang of sexiness.

"Anyway, this one day she stops by during my office hours.  She came
in very confidently - sitting down and putting her feet up on my desk.
 She started off by saying she thought she wasn't getting enough
practice time in the water and she wanted to get better.  We talked
about her fitness program and she seemed to be doing everything right,
so I told her that I swam before school in the morning and she was
welcome to join me, if it was all right with her parents.  She said
they would have no problem.

"So I told her great, that I'd see her at 6:00 a.m. and I thought that
would be it.  But she just sat there looking at me.  So I said `what?'
She said very calmly, `you know, you're very beautiful.'  I was
totally caught off guard, and could only say `well, thank you.'

"Then she said, `And I think you have a great body.'"

Suddenly Julia got turned on.  She tried not to let Beth on to it, and
kept rubbing her feet.

"I couldn't say anything," Beth continued. "I was just like, `uh, uh,'
when she says, `just thought I'd let you know.'  Then she said
`Thanks, coach.  See ya.' And left.  So I was a little worried about
the next morning - not so much the swimming part but in the shower
afterwards.  Nothing happened.  I mean, I could feel her looking at me
the whole time, and if I looked at her she would just smile.  It got
so each morning I would think about it on the drive to school.  I kept
thinking about being accused of something, or losing my job, or, or
worse.  It was terrible.

"One morning a week or so later, we finished our workout, and hit the
showers.  She's looking at me and soaping herself up as usual when she
says, `Do you like my body?' `Amy...' was just about all I could get
out, and I gave her a disapproving look. `Because I think you are
really sexy,' she said.  I told her thanks, but we shouldn't be having
this conversation.

" `Have you ever been with a woman?' she asked me.  `That... is none
of your business,' I said, and turned away from her." Beth continued. 
" `Because I have,' she told me.   I was stunned.  I turned back to
her and I was like, `you're 14!  How have you been with anyone?' She
said, `My boyfriend made me try it the first time, but I liked it, so
I did it a couple times since.' I was stunned.  I just stood there. 
She started moving closer to me.  `But none of them were as pretty as
you,' she said, and she reached up and touched my cheek.  `Amy...' I
said... but she just looked over my entire body.  She traced her hand
down to my right breast, caressed it, and said, `God, you're so
beautiful.' Then she leaned in and took my left nipple in her mouth."

Julia was rubbing Beth's feet harder and harder now.  She was wildly
turned on by her daughter's story.  Beth shifted as she continued,
unintentionally opening up her bathrobe even more.  "She's getting
turned on just remembering her own story," Julia thought, as she
watched her daughter's thighs rub together.

"All I could say was her name again, `Amy,' but I was getting hot, and
I couldn't stop her.  She worked my tits wonderfully with her mouth
and her hand, and the next thing I know I've got my right hand on her
head, stroking her hair, and my left hand moving up her side to her
breast.  It was cone shaped and small, no bigger than a golf ball, and
I had to tease the nipple out with my fingertips."

Julie continued to rub Beth's feet and watch her shift uncomfortably. 
She knew now that she would masturbate furiously once her daughter
went to sleep.  Beth was almost in a trance as she recalled the rest.

"She replaced her mouth with her other hand, and looked at me intently
as she rubbed me and played with my nipples.  Here I was in shock, and
she was calm and confident.  I wanted very badly to both stop and
continue.  She licked her lips, and leaned in toward my head.  I knew
I was going to kiss her.  Our lips met and locked onto each other. 
Her hands felt so great on me, so I kept fondling her breasts.  She
opened her lips and I followed.  Our tongues gently pressed into each
other.  Slowly, patiently, we began playing with each other's
tongues."

Julia was losing it.  She needed to come badly now, but desperately
wanted to hear the end of her daughter's story.  She continued to rub
Beth's feet, all the while with her daughter's pubic hair and her
thighs rubbing against each other right in front of her face.

"I couldn't believe it," Beth continued, indeed getting lost in her
own story,  "I was making out with this 14 year old girl in the school
showers, and I was powerless to stop it.  Suddenly I feel her right
hand move from my breast and make its way down... down... she slipped
a finger into me... I moaned in her mouth... she pinched and rubbed my
clit...  I... I was trembling... I reached down and felt her tummy...
my fingers kept going... I could feel the beginning of her pubic
hair... and then... and then..."

...And then Julia opened her mouth and ran her long, wet, rough tongue
up the underside of Beth's foot.

"Mom!" Beth cried as she snapped out of her trance.

Julia took Beth's toes in her mouth and ran her fingernails up her
daughter's inner legs.

"No, mom! Don't!" Beth begged, intercepting her mother's hand and
hopping up off the couch.

"I'm sorry..." Julia started.

"What are you doing?" Beth asked, as she started to cry.  

"I don't know, I just, I... I'm sorry..." Julia stammered.  "Are you
OK?"

"It's just... I don't know.  It's the night before my wedding!  I felt
so guilty and confused about that girl.  I just needed to talk to you
about it... and... and... tomorrow's my wedding day!"  Beth began to
sob.

"Beth honey!  Oh, I'm so sorry!  Oh, please don't, please, no..."
Julia began to cry as well, and got up to comfort her daughter.  "I
didn't mean to..."

"You didn't mean to what?" Beth asked.  "Lick my foot?  I find that a
little hard to believe!"

Julia was taken aback.  

Beth continued: "Do you know what it's like to wake up every morning
knowing that once you made out with your own mother?  Do you?  That
you went down on her?  That you licked her asshole?  Do you have any
idea?  Because it's horrible!  And I'm trying to put it behind me!"

Julia stood there, unsure of what to do.  She wanted to comfort her
daughter, but was afraid Beth was still too mad.

Finally Beth gave in.  "I'm so sorry, mom," she said, still crying.  

"Oh, no honey, I'm the one who should be sorry."  Julia went over and
embraced her daughter.

"I just, I don't know.  I have so much on my mind.  It's just a crazy
time." Beth said, resting her head on her mother's shoulder.

"I know, I know.  It's OK." 

They kept their arms around each other for several minutes, just
slowly rocking together as they tried to stop crying.

Julia broke the silence.  "Just so you know," she said, "I really do
feel like the worst mother in the world sometimes.  Like it's all my
fault for starting `the game' with you in the first place."

"It's not `the game.' It's just that things got out of control that
night.  Sometimes it's really hard to rationalize.  Besides, I like
`the game.'  It's like our special thing."

"Hmm," Julia giggled, and squeezed Beth tight.  "Well, it won't ever
happen again, how's that?"

"O.K., mom," Beth said, her tears ceasing.  

"It's all right now," Julia said, running her fingers through Beth's
hair.  "Everything's going to be O.K."

"Thanks," Beth said.  She rested her head on her mom's shoulder and
kissed her cheek.

Julia turned her head and gave Beth a little kiss on the lips.  Beth
smiled and looked her mother in the eye, and gave her a little kiss
back.  They stared at each other for a brief moment and then kissed
again - warm, full and long lasting, but closed mouthed.

When they broke the kiss, Beth reached her arms up to her mother's
shoulders and traced her hands down to the ends of Julia's breasts.

"Oh, Bethy, you don't have to play `the game' any more," said Julia.  

"It's OK, mom.  I told you, I like `the game.'  It makes me feel
good."

"Well, then you can do it as much as you like," said Julia.  

With that, Beth began lightly caressing her mom from her shoulders
down to the end of her enormous breasts in slow, light movements.  She
didn't do this intentionally as a sex act; it was just something that
comforted her from years of innocently playing "the game" with her
mother.

But for Julia, it was still her breasts that were being touched, and
despite the evening's roller coaster of emotions it did feel really
good.  As Beth continued to caress, Julia became concerned that these
actions would just lead to more confusion.  "Sweetie," she said, "I
didn't mean to just dismiss your story about the swimmer.   Why don't
we sit back down on the couch and you can finish."

The two women sat back down on the couch.  Once Julia was comfortable,
Beth leaned in and put her head on her mother's lap.  To Julia's
astonishment, Beth continued to lightly caress her breasts.

Beth sniffled and began to finish the story.  "Nothing happened after
that.  As I was about to touch her, I heard a locker open and girls
chatting with each other.  It startled me - I broke away and went back
to my office."  Beth squeezed her mother's left tit gently with one
hand and nuzzled her face into the other.

Julia arched her back, surprised and the continuing affections. 
"Well, that's good," she managed to say.

"After that we continued to meet for extra training in the morning. 
But I just waited for her to finish showering before I took mine." 
Beth snuggled her face further into her mother's right breast and
squeezed and lifted the left, running her thumb over the nipple.

"She was a persistent little girl though, she told me one day in my
office that she was sorry if she scared me, and that if I was
interested, there was plenty more where that came from."  Beth ran her
tongue across the fabric covering her mother's right nipple.

Julia didn't understand in the least what was going through Beth's
mind, but she was titillated beyond belief.  She lifted her white top,
and her gigantic boobs plopped down right in front of her daughter's
eyes.

Beth didn't miss a beat, rubbing the milky softness of her mother's
left breast while encircling the nipple on the right with her tongue
and giving it a long suck.

"So," asked Julia, trying desperately to find the words to maintain a
normal conversation.  "Is everything OK with her now?"

"Yes, although part of me is still worried that one morning I'll come
to work and the principal or this girl's mother or some cop is waiting
for me," Beth said, using her hand to stuff her mother's right breast
into her mouth, lightly biting at the areola and nipple.

"What about you?  Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Beth flicked the nipple rapidly with her tongue.  

"Does Scott know?"

"No.  I was too embarrassed to tell him."  Beth buried her head in the
valley of her mother's chest, licking all over and smooshing the left
breast into her head.  She twisted her mother's other nipple with her
free hand.

Julia, who for the most part had been holding her breath to keep from
letting on that she was extremely aroused, finally couldn't take it
any more and let out a sigh of pleasure.

"Mother, is this turning you on?" Beth asked.

"Oh... I'm sorry.  I, uh..."

"It's OK.  It's my fault.  I knew that story would do that, and I...
guess I can get a little affectionate." Beth kept on caressing her
mother.  "So... I suppose you need to come?"

A jolt of sexual energy pounded through Julia.  "No!  I mean, yes, but
no, you don't have to do that."

"Well, this is going to sound stupid," said Beth, "but I didn't mean
me.  It would feel too much like cheating.  I mean, I'm supposed
to..."

"Get married tomorrow, I know," Julia said.  She decided she wouldn't
push the issue at all.  "That's OK baby."

"But if you wanted to, you know, do it yourself, I wouldn't mind
watching." Beth said, smiling at her mother.

"Really? You'd like to watch?"  

"Yeah, I mean, it might be kind of fun," Beth said, pushing her
mother's tits together and running her tongue across both nipples.

"Well, I don't know, I never had an audience before.  Maybe we should
watch each other?"

"You want to watch me?  Really?"  Beth asked.

"Sure."  

"All right!  Let's do it!" Beth said, rising from her mother's lap. 
She took Julia's hand and pulled her up off the couch.  Julia dropped
her skirt and panties and sat down in front of her daughter completely
naked.  Beth still had her bathrobe on, but it was open down the
front.  The two busty blondes sat on the floor across from each other.

Julia's clit was completely swollen and ready to deliver her to
orgasmic bliss.  So she gently, cautiously rubbed only one finger into
her pussy and slowly across her mound, making tiny, light circles. 
"This is kind of a rush," she told her daughter.

"Tell me about it," said Beth.  She was not as far along as her
mother, so she used the flat part of her fingertips to rub her clit
vigorously up and down.

Julia sat enthralled watching the flurry of her daughter's
finger-work.  Still trying hard not to come yet, she continued with
the moist, tender ministrations of her own.  "Open your bathrobe for
me," Julia requested.

"Oh, god mom," Beth grunted, pushing the cloth aside to display her
own large breasts for her mother.  "Play with your tit," Beth begged.

Julia reached up with her free hand to massage her boob and pinch her
nipple.  Seeing this, Beth followed suit and in no time they were past
the point of no return.  Legs spasmed, tummies trembled and faces
scrunched as both girls exploded into simultaneous orgasm.

Both slouched over against the couch, heart pounding and completely
spent.  Julia gazed at her daughter.  Beth smiled and looked back into
her mother's eyes.

"A taste of what you're missing?" Julia asked, holding up her right
hand to her daughter.

"Mmm," Beth purred, sucking Julia's fingers into her mouth.  She
offered her own hand to her mother, who accepted it willingly as well.
 The two licked and cleaned each other's fingers thoroughly for a few
minutes.

When all traces of residual vaginal wetness were gone, Beth got up to
go to the bathroom saying, "I really have to pee."

Julia climbed up onto the couch and sighed, smiling.  "How did I get
such an amazing daughter?" she thought.  She put her arms behind her
head to relax, took a deep breath, and zonked out.

When Beth finished in the bathroom, she found her mother passed out on
the couch.   She didn't want to wake her to put on pajamas, so she
grabbed a blanket from the linen closet and put it over her.  Beth
retreated to her own bedroom to sleep.

Julia awoke the next morning aroused.  In the only dream she could
recall, she was swimming in a public pool with a 14-year-old girl. 
The girl kept pulling the top of Julia's bathing suit down and licking
and sucking her breasts.  When she tried asking her to stop, the girl
slipped a finger under Julia's bathing suit and tried to finger her to
orgasm.

The next morning, Julia awoke even before her travel alarm went off. 
She had planned all along to awaken her daughter with a massage on her
wedding day.  For this she had brought various oils and scents that
she now carried with her into her daughter's room.

Julia quietly slipped her daughter's sleep top up and brushed her hair
off her back.  She poured the oil onto her hands and a little onto
Beth's back, and began working it into the muscles, rubbing and
pressing down.

"Mmmm." Beth purred. 

"Good morning, sweetie.  Happy wedding day."  

Julia kept up the massage.  She intended it to be full body, but based
on her daughter's comments and reactions from last night, she wanted
to keep it non-sexual.  So she carefully slid off Beth's pajama
bottoms.  As she did, Beth completely removed her sleep top.  Julia
proceeded with the massage, starting at Beth's hamstrings and moving
all the way down to her feet.  Then she started again from Beth's
neck, doing her sides but being careful not to touch her breasts.  She
did Beth's back, and then finished up on her butt.

"That feels so nice, mom," Beth cooed.  

As Julia kneaded her daughter's butt cheeks, Beth opened her legs
slightly.  Julia finished up by smoothing out the remaining oil with
her palms.  When the pad of her middle finger passed over Beth's now
exposed anus, she pressed down on it a few times ever so slightly,
feeling the tackiness of the oil against the bunching skin of her
daughter's sphincter.

"Well, I better go jump in the shower now," Julia said, hopping off
the bed.

"Wait," Beth said, "would you mind doing my front?"

As anyone who's ever given a massage knows, it is next to impossible
to give a non-sexual frontal massage.  But Julia didn't mind.  She sat
back on the bed and poured the oil again.  She started with Beth's
feet and moved up, being very careful not to touch her daughter's
pussy.  She worked up to the stomach, and then came the big decision.

Beth's breasts were gorgeous.  They were now nearly as big as her
mother's, and Julia was sure that once Beth had children they would
surpass even her own in size.  She certainly had no qualms about
touching them, but she didn't want to upset Beth.  She decided to do
it.  After all, who asks for a frontal massage and doesn't expect
their breasts to be touched?

She poured oil onto her hands and down onto Beth's breasts.  She
poured it directly onto her daughter's nipples and watched the oil
form rivulets as it cascaded down the glorious swells.  Julia gathered
her courage and began massaging.

Beth didn't object.  She just lay back as her mother tenderly cupped,
squeezed and rubbed her breasts.  Julia was careful not to play with
her daughter's nipples, although she felt them rolling under her
fingers and palms.  After several long minutes, she couldn't take it
any longer.  She was enjoying this too much and was still aroused from
her dreams and the memories of last night.  She trailed her hand down
towards Beth's pussy.

Beth intercepted her mother's hand and said, "Thanks mom.  I should
really start getting ready."  She sat up and crossed the room,
grabbing some towels from a stack in the corner.  "Here," she said,
handing them to her mother, "you can use these for your shower."

"Thank you, honey," Julia said, more than a little disappointed, and
headed into the bathroom.

Several minutes later, Julia was out of the shower, toweling herself
off when she heard Beth call her from her bedroom.

"Mom, can you help me with this?"

Julia walked in the room with only her towel wrapped around her.  Beth
was wearing her wedding dress and trying unsuccessfully to close it in
back.

"Sure," said Julia, stepping behind Beth and fastening the dress.  She
took a few steps back to admire her daughter.  "Wow, baby.  You look
so beautiful," she said.

"Thanks mom."  The two stood there looking at each other for nearly a
minute.  Beth, feeling very close to and proud of her mother, slyly
asked, "Madame, would you like the first dance?"

"Oh, I'd love it!" 

"Well then, you better take off that towel.  I don't want the dress
getting wet."

Julia took off the towel and stood before her daughter in all her
naked glory.  The two embraced - Julia's arms around her daughter's
head, Beth's arms around her mother's waist.  They slowly turned in
circles, holding each other tight.  Finally, Julia spoke.

"Beth, listen.  I know you're having troubles with what happened
between us.  I want to you to know that you are my daughter first and
foremost, and I love you more than anything in the world.  There isn't
a single thing I wouldn't do for you.  And I'm so proud of you today."

"Thanks, mom."

"And I just want you to know that I don't think what happened was
wrong, or gross, or... I don't know.  It was special.  I've never done
anything like that and the fact that it was with you made it even
more... well, amazing.  I'm not going to lie."

Beth purred in agreement.  

"Now I know that this is your special day," Julia continued, "and I
don't want to ruin it.  But no matter what you think you should be
feeling, I just have to say this - you did know you were telling me a
very sexy story yesterday.  You didn't have to play the game, and you
didn't have to, you know, along with me, even though I'm so glad you
did.  You also didn't have to ask me to massage your front earlier. 
And slow dancing naked now with you in your wedding dress has got to
be the most erotic thing I could even think of. Right now I want
to..."

"Mom-I..." Beth interrupted.

"Shhh," Julia said.  "I'm going to kiss you now.  On the lips.  You
can tell me how you feel by how you kiss me back."

Their eyes met briefly, and Julia moved in and placed her lips
directly on her daughter's.  They stayed that way for a while, Julia's
mouth slightly open in eager anticipation of Beth's tongue.  Beth's
lips were full but closed.

"OK, sweetie," Julia said, pulling the kiss away.  "I'm sorry if I was
inappropriate."

"It's OK mom."  They continued to hold each other and started to
slowly dance again.  "You can still kiss me if you want," Beth added,
with puppy dog eyes.

They smiled and kissed again, both with their lips full and moist, but
closed.  They turned as they held each other and danced.  Julia began
to lightly stroke her daughter's hair and the back of her neck, while
Beth took to caressing the small of her mother's back.

As the minutes rolled on, the kiss was not broken and the two
increased the range of motion in their caresses.  Julia was now
caressing her daughter's exposed shoulders as well, and Beth's hand
now brushed over the top of her mother's ass.

Julia purred and leaned into the kiss a little more, and felt Beth's
hand completely caress over the cheeks of her ass.  She opened her
mouth a bit to gasp and when she closed it she locked onto Beth's
lower lip.

Beth dropped both hands down and held her mother's ass.  

"Mmm..." Julia purred, opening her lips slightly, hoping to meet
Beth's tongue.  She did not, so she lightly licked across her
daughter's lips.  As they continued to circle, Julia pressed her lips
into Beth's with long, full, kissing motions, trying desperately to
urge Beth's tongue out.  Finally she decided it wasn't going to
happen, and broke the kiss.

They held each other and turned for a few more minutes.  Their hands
no longer wandered - Julia's clasped behind her daughter's neck and
Beth's locked together along her mother's bare ass.

Julia just stayed there enjoying the moment, recalling all sorts of
memories with her daughter and becoming a little emotional that she
was getting married today.  She made a little sniffle.

"Everything OK, mom?" asked Beth. 

"Yeah, just kind of sad to think of my baby as getting married."  

"Don't worry mom.  Part of me will always be yours."  

Julia felt a little tingling coming from her rear, followed by an
unsuspected filling sensation.  It was her daughter's ring finger
sliding up her asshole.

"Oh!" she gasped.  

Beth pulled Julia close.  She kneaded her mother's ass with her right
hand and wiggled her engagement ring finger deeper and deeper up her
mother's ass.

"Oh, god Beth, Are you sure?!?" Julia moaned, as Beth began finger
fucking her mother's ass.

"Fuck, mom, you turn me on so much," Beth said.  "This is so fucking
wrong but I want you in the worst way."

Julia held on as best she could as her daughter explored her rectum,
until she couldn't take it any more.  She dropped to her knees and
lifted her daughter's wedding dress, crawling under it.  She undid the
garter as if it wasn't there, slid down the panties, and thrust her
tongue up through Beth's quim.

Beth dropped her right hand to her dress to push her mother's head
into her pussy.  But she didn't want to make a stain on it with the
finger that had just been up Julia's ass, so she sniffed it, and
became immediately turned on by the nastiness of it, then stuck the
finger in her mouth.

As Beth sucked her mother's ass juice off her finger, Julia ate her
daughter like a madwoman.  She licked and sucked Beth's clit and
jammed two and three fingers up her pussy.

"Mom," Beth panted, laughing a little, "I can't come standing up."  

With that Julia emerged and laid her daughter down on her bed, then
lifted the dress and went back for more on all fours.  Julia did
everything she could think of.  She licked.  She flicked.  She sucked.
 She fucked her tongue as far into her daughter as she could.  She
crammed fingers in her pussy and her asshole.  Finally Julia coaxed a
magnificent orgasm out of her daughter.

Beth made garbled sounds before crying out and panting hysterically. 
She quickly flipped over.  "I'm gonna eat you so good, mom," Beth
exclaimed.

Her mother was still on all fours, smiling and admiring her daughter's
energy with Beth's wetness coating her face.  Beth moved her face
right into to her mother's exposed backside.  She curled her hands
around Julia's legs to play with her mother's clit, and jammed her
tongue far into her mother's pussy and rapidly licked up to her ass
and back down.

Julia, who'd been aroused practically since the moment she walked in
the door, was very close to orgasm.  As her body began to tremble, she
felt Beth's tongue deeply invade her asshole, fucking and wiggling
around.

"I thought you said you didn't like licking your mother's asshole,"
Julia joked.

"I lied," Beth said.  Her fingers, acting in concert with the tongue
work going on deep in her mother's ass, and expertly elicited an
orgasm from the slippery mound of her pussy.  Julia cried out in
ecstasy, then collapsed on the bed.

Beth, too, rolled over, exhausted. They lay that way for a few minutes
to recuperate, mother completely naked and daughter in her wedding
gown.

Finally Julia moved down towards her daughter's face.  "This is what I
want," she said, kissing her daughter right on the mouth.  Beth didn't
hesitate this time, and their tongues lovingly met and played
together, further enhancing the romantically slutty bond between them.

"I love you, mom." 

"I love you, baby."  

Julia peeled the front of the wedding gown down to expose Beth's tits.
"I haven't said hello to them yet," she joked.

Beth arched her back as Julia affectionately washed and massaged her
boobs and nipples with her tongue.

As Julia took one nipple between her molars for a teasing little
nibble, Beth said, "Let's make sundaes."

"What do you mean?" asked Julia.  

Beth removed the wedding gown, and lowered her pussy right to her
mother's tits.  Taking one in her hand, she smeared it all over her
pussy, transferring all her natural juices onto her mother's breast.
Then she pushed her mother's legs apart, gave her pussy a few quick
tongue strokes, and rubber one of her own breasts across her mother's
moist folds.  Crawling back up to her mother's face, she swiveled
around until they were in a titty "69," where each woman could lick
their own wetness off the other's boobs.

"See," Beth said.  "Sundaes." 

"Honestly!  Where do you learn this stuff?"  

Mother and daughter began their adoring attentions on each other's
breasts, replacing the secretions from their own pussies with saliva
from their dripping tongues.  They worked each other expertly, sucking
and mouthing tit flesh while exciting each other's nipples.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.  

"Oh my god!" Beth gasped.  "It's my bridesmaids!  We're supposed to
leave for the salon now!"

"Here, I'll go get the door, you go do what you need to do," Julia
said, helping her daughter up.  They exchanged a quick but warm French
kiss, smiled and trailed their hands down together as they separated. 
Julia put on Beth's bathrobe and went to answer the door, thinking, "I
sure hope they can't smell pussy on my face."

Julia entertained the girls in the kitchen as Beth finished getting
everything she needed.  Beth finally joined them and corralled
everyone out the door so they wouldn't be late.  She hugged her mom.

"Good luck, baby," Julia said.  

"Thanks mom," Beth said.  

"Oh, and um... do me a favor."  Julia pulled her daughter in close. 
"Think of me when he fucks you tonight," she whispered in Beth's ear.

"I always do," Beth said, winking.  She turned and hustled out to the
car.

Julia stood at the doorway, admiring her beautiful daughter as she
went to go get ready for her wedding.  She felt so much love for her.

*-*-*-*

Once Beth was out of sight, Julia went into action.  There were many
things she needed to do to get herself ready for the big day, so she
didn't have much time.

She found Beth's desk and began to rifle through it until she found
what she was looking for:  The contact book for the girl's swim team.

"Please let there be only one Amy..." she thought as she went down the
list.  Sure enough, there it was.  "Amy Gallo - Freshman."  She
scrawled down the address and phone number and stuck it in her purse.

Then she went to go get ready for the wedding.  





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