The Lost Girl Game, Chapter 7

  • Posted on May 1, 2015 at 3:24 pm

By Naughty Mommy

Kelly started coming again. Her body was panting and heaving. With every spasm, her muscles went rigid and then relaxed. Over and over again, she clenched, then went limp. Finally the girl was spent, and Angela let her go.

Kelly rolled away from her, nearly fainting, and she might have fallen dangerously over the edge of the jacuzzi tub had not Bambi been there to catch her, to hold her, to pet her and soothe her.

I was glad my daughter had someone else who could help her recover, because I was busy at the moment.

Angela raised her head and looked down at me. Her face was smeared with my daughter’s pussy juice.

“Fuck me, Sharon,” she said. “Fuck me hard! Fuck my cunt!”

I lifted my mouth away from her tit and looked up at her, licking my lips. I put my arm around her waist and held her body tightly, making it easier for me to plunge my fingers harder and faster and deeper inside her.

“Fuck me hard, fuck me hard!” she cried, taking both of her breasts in her hands and pinching the erect nipples. “Fuck me hard and make me come!”

As I continued pumping three fingers in and out of her vagina, I reached up with my thumb so it would stimulate her clit with every thrust.

“Right there! Right there!” Angela cried. “Don’t stop!!”

I kept fucking her, hard, and lapped at her nipple with my tongue as she squeezed it between her fingers.

“Fuck me hard! Fuck me hard!! Oh, oh, oh god, I’m — I’m — AHH!!!!!”

I felt her vaginal muscles clamping down tight around my fingers. Her body shivered in my arms as she climaxed. I loved watching her, this incredibly sensuous woman reveling in the pleasures that another woman could give her.

“Ohh, fuck, that’s so fucking good,” Angela groaned once her spasms began to subside, “you fucked my fucking cunt so hard.”

I smiled to myself, thinking how horrified I would have been only a day earlier to have my 12-year-old daughter exposed to such vulgar language. And now look where we were!

I glanced over at the girls. They were easing down into the water together. Bambi was holding Kelly, helping her. I heard her say, “You’ll feel better once you get inside here and you can rest in the nice warm water.”

Then I turned back to Angela.

“I fucked your daughter’s cunt with my tongue and made her come in my mouth. You fucked my daughter’s cunt with your finger and made her come in your mouth. I just fucked your cunt with my fingers and made you come. Now I want to lick your cunt. I want to eat your pussy and suck your clit and fuck your cunt with my tongue and make you come in my mouth. And I want to do all those things while our daughters, our two little girls, are watching us.” I stated it all in a loud voice, making sure the kids would hear.

Kelly stared at me. “Wow…”

“Cool,” added Bambi.

Angela’s response was to wrap her arms around me, pull me up to her, and kiss me deeply on the mouth. I tasted my daughter’s pussy on her lips.

We kissed for a long time, using our lips and tongues, thoroughly exploring each other’s mouths. After several minutes of intense, luscious wet kissing, Angela pulled away and whispered in my ear, “Look.”

Our daughters were kissing too, the same way we were. Kelly was up against the side of the tub, with Bambi in her arms. The girls were pressing their taut young bodies together as they kissed.

I smiled, feeling very happy. Then I told Angela, “Okay, it’s time. I’m finally going to do what I’ve been wanting to do ever since you opened the door to your room and I saw you for the first time.”

“What’s that?” she smiled back at me.

“I’m going to lick your pussy.”

“Did you really think about doing that when you first saw me?”

“Yes, I did. And you know what?” I nodded toward the girls. “When I first saw your daughter in the mall, that cute little 9-year-old Bambi? I immediately started fantasizing about having sex with her, too, about taking off all her clothes and kissing her and licking her and fucking her naked body.”

“Oh, my, Sharon, you are a very bad girl,” Angela grinned. “No wonder I like you so much.”

Then she pushed herself up until she was sitting on the built-in shelf that was just at the water level of the tub.

I looked at her for a moment, at her amazing body. “You are such a beautiful woman,” I told her.

I lifted one of her long, sexy legs out of the water, holding it in my hands, admiring her smooth golden skin, the tone and shape and span of her limb.

And I began at her toes, licking them and sucking them, making Angela shiver in delight. I licked her foot, her instep, her ankle, and slowly made my way up her calf, to her knee, then up the inside of her thigh. And as my tongue was bathing her leg, my hands caressed the smooth skin of her gorgeous leg, my touch growing more and more insistent as I moved higher and higher. By the time I had almost reached her pubis, the woman was trembling with desire.

“God I want you so much,” she said in a husky voice. “You’re making my pussy so wet. I want your tongue inside me, fucking me.”

I smiled up at her, and then stole a look at the girls.

They were still kissing, but now Bambi was riding my daughter. They had shifted to a position where, apparently, they could rub their pussies together under the water. I couldn’t tell for sure, but the way they were moving in rhythm, up and down, it certainly looked as if the two little girls were fucking each other.

I turned my attention back to Bambi’s mother. Her pussy lips were swollen and reddened. They were standing apart, and I could look directly into her cunt. I could see her wetness. It made my mouth water.

“Oh god you’re so hot,” I breathed.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs, leaned in close, and kissed her sex. I kissed her vagina the very same way that I would kiss her mouth. I used my lips to massage the rim of her cunt, gently extending my tongue as I would if I was french-kissing a woman or a girl.

I pressed my face against her, breathing her aroma, tasting her, kissing her passionately. And the longer I kissed her, the more deeply I inserted my tongue into her vagina.

I brought her right to the edge that way, fucking her cunt with my tongue.

And then I pulled away. I wanted to make her wait. I wanted keep her on the edge like that, just at the peak of her desire, on the brink of an orgasm, teasing and playing with her until she begged me to make her come.

I began kissing the insides of her thighs. I licked her smooth golden skin and gently rubbed my hands over it. I licked and kissed all around the edges of her pussy.

Next to us, Bambi was still fucking my daughter, moving urgently against her. They were no longer kissing. Kelly had lifted one leg from the water and was holding it up with her hand, giving the little girl more direct access to her pubis.

I ran my warm tongue up and down the sides of Angela’s labia, but only on the outside, not the inside. I kissed the skin just above her clit, pressing my lips to her and sliding them around.

“Sharon, I’m so close…”

And she was. I could smell her dripping sex, could feel the heat radiating from her cunt. Her body was quivering. Her voice shook when she spoke.

“Oh, please, I’m so close.”

I lifted my lips from her mound and looked up at her. Her lovely face was flushed with desire and shining with sweat, her blonde hair damp, strands of it clinging to her. She looked like woman who badly needed to be fucked.

I smiled at her and licked my lips lasciviously.

In response, she tried to put a hand between her legs and rub her clit. But I wouldn’t let her. I gently but firmly took her hand and moved it away.

“Not yet,” I said. “Soon.”

“Hurry,” she croaked.

I raised myself out of the water until my chest was at the level of Angela’s crotch. Holding one of my breasts in my hand and squeezing it to make the erect nipple point straight out, I pressed myself against her, inserting the nipple into her vagina. I fucked her with my tit. I moved my nipple around inside her, feeling the wet slickness of her juices on it. Then I did the same thing with my other breast, until they were both coated with her wetness.

Angela was panting and moaning. She watched me fuck her with my nipples.

“Make me come,” she whispered.

I pulled my second tit out of her and held my glistening breasts in my hands, showing them to her.

Keeping my eyes on her eyes, I lifted one breast toward my face and extended my tongue until I could lick the tip of my nipple, and I tasted her. I did the same with the other breast, then pinched my nipples between my fingers.

“Now?” I asked her. “Do you want me to make you come now?”

The woman arched her back and raised her hips, presenting her open cunt to me. “God, yes, please! Make me come now! Please!!”

She was begging me.

I heard my daughter beginning to squeal. She was holding both legs up out of the water now, and Bambi was moving fast and hard against her. Kelly’s eyes were shut tight, her breath coming in hisses. She was very close to a climax.

I paused for a moment, savoring this amazing special day when the entire focus was on hot lesbian sex between two young girls, between their mothers, and between the girls and their mommies. It was delectable.

“Are you… gonna… come?” gasped Bambi, between thrusts. It was apparent that she was nearly ready for an orgasm too, but wanted to wait for Kelly so they could come together.

I smiled to myself, feeling completely happy, and turned back to the 9-year-old child’s beautiful mother.

I slowly lowered my face to Angela’s crotch. But I did not lick her or kiss her. I closed my eyes and smelled her, deeply inhaling the intoxicating aroma of ardent female desire. Then I pressed my face into her, but again without opening my mouth.

First I pressed my nose into the opening of her vagina. I moved it around slightly, then shifted my face until my lips were on the woman’s sex. I did not part them yet, did not lick her, but rubbed my lips back and forth, coating them with Angela’s sweet nectar.

I bent my head down until my brow was inside her pussy. I wanted my whole face to be covered with her sexiness. I held her labia apart with my fingers and pressed myself against her.

Only then, when I could feel that every inch of my face, from my chin to my cheeks to my forehead, was wet with her juices, did I begin kissing once more.

I kissed her vagina. I kissed the insides of her labia. I moved up and kissed her clit. I licked her clit. I sucked her clit. I put a finger inside her and fucked her.

Kelly was coming. She cried out, “Ohh!!!!”

Bambi fucked her harder-harder-faster-faster and then she was coming too. She squeaked and went rigid and the two little girls, our children, climaxed together.

I moved my finger more rapidly inside Angela’s hot wet pussy as I sucked on her clit. And then, just as I sensed that she was ready to explode, I pulled my finger out and shoved my tongue deep inside her.

Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pressed my mouth against her sex. I plunged my tongue into her, fucking her, and she came in my mouth.

She clutched my head in her hands and groaned as each wave of her orgasm broke over her. I felt the contractions inside her, the walls of her vagina clamping down around my tongue. I tasted her and she flooded my mouth with her sweet juices.

Angela’s climax lasted a long time. She seemed to keep coming, again and again, as I held my grip around her thighs, thrusting my tongue deeply into her cunt.

Finally she was spent.

Her body began to go limp, with only a few remaining gentle quavers, the last remnants of her powerful orgasm, making her tense up for a few moments.

I relaxed my hold on her thighs and lifted my face from her pussy. I looked over at Kelly and Bambi.

The two girls were floating in the warm water, tenderly holding each other, foreheads and noses touching, basking in the afterglow of their mutual satisfaction.

Angela began sliding down into the jacuzzi too. I helped her, easing her in. She put her arms around me and kissed my mouth. I knew she could taste herself on my lips.

Her kiss was soft. She whispered to me, “That was…unbelievable…so hot and so perfect.”

I returned her tender kiss and we held each other for a time, floating in the water, cherishing the sensations, the same as our daughters were doing.

The four of us gradually floated together, and our arms went around each other. Two adult women and two young girls, naked in the swirling water, holding and touching and now softly kissing.

Kelly was on my left, Angela on my right, Bambi across from me. But we were all very close together, hugging and kissing. I felt their warm breath, felt the steam from the water, the softness of their lips, the dampness of their skin.

I licked Kelly’s tongue with mine, Bambi kissed me on the neck, and Angela’s tongue was in my ear. Then Kelly was licking my neck and Bambi and her mother were kissing deeply.

We had all experienced a wonderful long afternoon and evening of glorious exciting sex, and still it seemed there was more to come.

None of us, though, wanted to break up the delectable four-way clutch we were in. We kept floating that way, bobbing gently in the hot water, arms around each other, legs entwined, lips and tongues touching and exploring. Angela kissed me as Bambi sucked on my daughter’s earlobe. I kissed little Bambi as her mother nibbled at the child’s neck and Kelly kissed mine.

Then all four of our mouths came together and we shared a moment of intense passion, wet tongues and soft lips eagerly seeking the others in a frenzy of incestuous lesbian desire.

That peak led to a set of pairings. Mothers wanted their own daughters again, and we floated apart, Kelly with me, Bambi with her mommy.

We went to the side of the tub and Kelly reached for my nipples beneath the water. She squeezed them in her hands as she kissed my mouth. Then she urged me up, until I sat on the low shelf. She began playing with my breasts, going back and forth, holding a tit in each hand, licking and sucking my erect nipples, making me wet with need. I put a hand between my legs and caressed my sex.

Bambi and Angela had been hugging and kissing each other for a long time, but now Angela had taken a seat inside the tub across from us and her daughter was climbing out of the water.

I looked at the girl’s slim naked body, a child’s body, hairless and smooth. She was dripping, her skin red with warmth. She carefully laid her legs over her mother’s shoulders, holding on to the back of her head. Angela cradled her daughter’s thin buttocks in her hands and began licking the little girl’s slit.

I was stroking Kelly’s hair, cooing at her as she sucked on my tits. But I needed something else. I took one of her hands in mine and lowered it to my cunt.

“Put your finger inside, baby,” I told my daughter. “Fuck me with your finger.”

Kelly slid a finger into my wet pussy, nestling it in deeply, probing around and feeling the inner walls of my vagina as she continued to lick and suck my breasts.

It felt heavenly, her eager young mouth on my nipples, her slender finger exploring the depths of my cunt — now it was two fingers — and now she was beginning to plunge them in and out of me.

I knew it would not take long for me to come that way. But I needed more.

I took her face in my hands and raised it briefly so I could kiss my baby’s lips. Then I whispered, “Kelly, my sweet Kelly, I need you to lick Mommy’s pussy. I want you to make me come in your mouth.”

My daughter kissed me again, twice, and then she smiled at me. “Okay, Mommy.”

She went down on me.

I opened my thighs as far as I could and leaned back, closing my eyes. I felt my little girl spreading my labia apart, felt her lips kissing my sex, her tongue licking my clit, her fingers fucking my cunt. I held my breasts in my hands, pinching the hard nipples.

I felt a familiar welcome stirring within me, the urgent heat growing within my center, the approach of my orgasm.

My little girl was fucking me with her fingers. She was licking my clit, and I was going to come in her face.

Just then Bambi squeaked. “Mommy!!” she cried.

I opened my eyes to see that the child had her thin legs wrapped tightly around Angela’s head, her hands in her mother’s hair, pulling the woman’s face against Bambi’s sex. She squealed again, her head thrown back. She was coming in her mommy’s mouth.

I looked down at my daughter, my precious baby, the little seventh-grader I’d watched earlier in the day, so totally excited as she modeled her first sets of sexy bras and panties for me in the Victoria’s Secret dressing room.

Now she had her face between my legs, eagerly licking and sucking my wet pussy, fucking me hard with her slender fingers.

I could see the strawberries-and-cream coloring of her complexion beneath her red curls, the adorable light scattering of freckles. She was my daughter, my child, the little girl I had raised and loved since infancy, and now she was eating my cunt and I was going to come in her mouth.

I wanted her to hear me say it.

“Kelly,” I said, “baby girl, Mommy’s going to come in your mouth.”

She just nodded, glancing briefly into my eyes, but never pausing in her exertions of stimulating me sexually.

“Mommy’s going to come while you lick my pussy! Mommy’s going to come while you fuck my cunt! Mommy’s going to come in your face!! Mommy’s —— AHH!!!!!!”

And that was the last of our orgasms that night in the whirlpool tub. I finished, actually coming two more times while Kelly kept licking and fingering me, and then I was exhausted, worn out.

Kelly got up from between my legs, grinning at me and wiping her mouth. She sat next to me on the edge of the tub and laid her head on my shoulder, sighing contentedly.

Angela was sitting across from us, with Bambi perched in her lap. They had been watching as my daughter performed oral sex on me. Bambi smiled at us and Angela blew me a kiss.

Then the jacuzzi was turned off, the drain was opened, and we all got out of the tub. The hotel, as you might expect in an exclusive suite, had wonderfully soft, thick, absorbent towels.

As we were drying off, I heard a conversation between the two girls.

“You know when we first saw you in the mall?” asked Kelly. “You weren’t really lost, were you.”

“Uh-uh. That’s a just a game me and my mom play sometimes.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. Know what? She was there with me too. We were looking around for someone to do it with,” Bambi said, “and we saw you. Actually, I saw you first, walking toward Victoria Secret. I told her ‘Look at those two, Mommy. They look nice.’ My mom thought so too, and she said okay. Then she moved away but kept watching until you came out of the store later. And after she could tell that you and your mom were gonna take me to the hotel, she hurried so she’d already be in our room when you got there.”

“That is so cool.”

Angela surprised Kelly and me by furnishing us with luxuriously comfortable terry-cloth robes, embroidered with the hotel emblem. “They’re yours to keep,” she said, also providing us with large shopping bags and boxes in which to take the robes home with us.

“Oh, but you shouldn’t have,” I told her. “It’s too much.”

“No, it’s just a tiny little gift from me and Bambi to thank you for sharing so much of your time — and your affections — with us.”

“But I thought you said no thanks were necessary,” I winked.

She grinned at me. “Just this once. And remember, I make the rules.”

As for sleeping arrangements, I was given the choice. There were three bedrooms in the suite, and we could arrange it however I wanted. Angela and I could each have a room to ourselves, and the girls could share a room. Or the two moms could sleep together, and the girls could each have a separate room. Or we could all try sleeping together in one big bed — or any other combination that seemed best to me.

I thought about it for a minute, and then I proposed that the mothers and daughters should stay together in separate rooms. Or at least Kelly and I in one room, while Bambi and Angela could make up their own minds.

“It’s just that, well, I think Kelly and I have a lot to talk about,” I told them with a smile, as I hugged her shoulder.

“That sounds fine,” agreed Angela.

So, my daughter and I were shown to the third bedroom, which was sumptuous, and we were given a selection of brand-new designer nightwear to choose from, and to take with us. Would there be no end to Angela’s generosity?

She also split the remaining champagne into four glasses and put the untouched chocolates onto two separate plates, giving us treats for a little nightcap, she said.

They left us at our bedroom door, the woman and her daughter each giving us sweet bedtime kisses, and then we were alone.

“Mom, can you believe it?” Kelly said. “This room also has its own bathroom with a shower and a tub. And it has a dressing room too!”

“I know. Pretty amazing, isn’t it? Angela must have a lot of money. Or maybe her husband does, if she has one.”

“Eww, do you really think she might be married? I can’t imagine her together with a man.”

“I don’t know, but it’s possible. She might be divorced, though, or even widowed. Or for that matter, it might be her family that’s wealthy. I have no idea. But she does seem to have plenty of money and to enjoy spending it.”

We drank a little champagne together, enjoyed the chocolates, and then picked the fancy gowns we wanted to sleep in and started getting ready for bed.

In the bathroom were new toothbrushes, three kinds of toothpaste, a variety of soaps and lotions, and a designer case filled with expensive cosmetics. A note slipped under the edge of the case read, ‘Take me home with you!’

“Man, it’s like we won a game show or something,” said Kelly.

“You’re right, it is,” I chuckled. “Only I don’t think network TV would ever be showing what we did today.”

“That’s for sure,” giggled my daughter. “It’s probably too hot even for the Playboy Channel.”

The room had two large beds, but we decided to sleep together in one bed.

As we snuggled close in our silky, sexy gowns, we talked for a long time that night about everything that had happened. We talked about what it meant for a little girl to be procuring sexual partners for her mother, about how the two of us would now have a very different relationship when we went home than we’d had the day before, about how we would have to be careful to conceal the intimate nature of that relationship from people who wouldn’t understand, which meant almost everyone, and we talked about Kelly’s certainty that she was a lesbian, a realization she’d gradually become more aware of over the past couple of years, though she’d never said anything to me about it. We talked about the many different ways that two women, or two girls, or a woman and a girl, can give each other pleasure, and then we made love.

It was tender, slow, and affectionate. We kissed a lot, gently caressing each other’s bodies through our nightgowns, kissed some more, eventually removed the nightgowns, and then kissed some more.

We laid on our sides, face to face, put our hands down between our legs and we masturbated as we kissed. It was thrilling to see my daughter bring herself that way, naked in bed with me, touching her little breasts and her pussy until she was ready for a climax.

She came first, and I lovingly watched her. When she was done, I asked her to suck on my nipples as I rubbed my clit and slid a finger inside myself and had my own delicious orgasm.

We wanted to do even more, but we were both very sleepy, and we agreed that there would be many, many more nights and days in the future for us to explore each other’s bodies, to enjoy all the pleasures we could have together.

I fell asleep laying on my back, with Kelly’s arms around me, her head resting between my breasts. The last thing I remember was my daughter’s quiet whisper, “Mommy, I love you, I love you.”

Continue on to Chapter 8

4 Comments on The Lost Girl Game, Chapter 7

  1. DH says:

    Some of the hottest prose I have ever read. Thank you, Naughty Mommy! DH

    “I fucked your daughter’s cunt with my tongue and made her come in my mouth. You fucked my daughter’s cunt with your finger and made her come in your mouth. I just fucked your cunt with my fingers and made you come. Now I want to lick your cunt. I want to eat your pussy and suck your clit and fuck your cunt with my tongue and make you come in my mouth. And I want to do all those things while our daughters, our two little girls, are watching us.” I stated it all in a loud voice, making sure the kids would hear.

    —-

    “Kelly,” I said, “baby girl, Mommy’s going to come in your mouth.”

    “Mommy’s going to come while you lick my pussy! Mommy’s going to come while you fuck my cunt! Mommy’s going to come in your face!! Mommy’s —— AHH!!!!!!”

  2. Danny says:

    I was reading about Kelly licking her mommy’s cunt when I suddenly came… caused a bit of a mess on my chair, dammit!

    Good stuff though ;)

  3. Mac says:

    Great story

  4. PoppaBear says:

    I think this was the first Naughty Mommy story I read. It is certainly the first one I remember reading, and it is one of the best.

    Angela is a force of nature.

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