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The Secret Society of the Pussycats Club, Chapter 27

  • Posted on February 23, 2016 at 1:23 pm

By Cheryl Taggert

If you need help keeping up with the characters, you may go here.

As Donna arrived home, she instructed the girls to all come up to her bedroom. The three looked at each other, wondering what the woman had in mind, then followed her upstairs to her bedroom suite. Their father, of course, was not home, being away on business until the next evening.

Donna began to undress and instructed the girls to do the same. They complied without asking any questions, and when they were all naked, they looked to Donna for the next instruction.

“We’re all going to shower together. I can tell you’ve gotten involved with other things and haven’t bathed after all that cleaning and preparation,” Donna told them.

They all felt a bit foolish. How could they have forgotten to bathe?! Then Becca realized why. Had they done so, orgasms would have surely followed. It may have been a subconscious thing. She shared this with the other girls.

The woman, two teenagers, and ten year old fit into the overly large shower easily. Three shower heads streamed hot water on the four of them as they moved around to allow each to get sufficiently wet.

Without a word, they began to soap not themselves, but each other. They used bare hands to keep it interesting and fun. Donna took extra time with Candace’s little pussy while Carolyn and Becca soaped each other while watching the girl’s mother bathing the bald mound with her bare hand.

However, Donna stopped just short of bringing her daughter to orgasm. She watched for signs the slender girl was about to move up that last figurative hill to a climax and stopped just as Candace was within a minute or less of coming.

“Ugh! MMMoooommm!” the young girl protested.

“Sorry, honey, a build-up is fine, but I don’t want us to get too involved too soon. Besides, we don’t really have the time,” Donna explained.

When they finally finished cleaning each other, they climbed out. Toweling dry, they wrapped the plush cotton fabric around themselves, tucking it snugly above their breasts, though Candace really didn’t have any boobs to cover.

“Now, let’s go down to greet our guests as they arrive,” Donna instructed after they had all combed out their hair. Donna had not washed hers, but the girls had.

They sat in the large den, Donna and Candace on one sofa and the teens on the other.

“Oh! I almost forgot!” said Carolyn and got up to load the DVD player with the first of the illegal movies they had borrowed from Daphne. She set it up so they could start it with the touch of a button on the remote.

When she finished with this task, the doorbell rang.

“Yippee!” said Candace, excited their first guest had arrived.

The door opened before anyone could get there and Daphne strolled in as if she owned the place. She was dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, which she managed to make look sexy as hell. The sweats hugged her hips and were low enough the girls could tell she probably wore nothing beneath, and that she was braless was extremely obvious to even the most casual observer. Her nipples were like small bullets beneath the shirt, pressing outward and inviting contact with the mouth or fingers of the first person who wished to begin molesting the woman’s shapely boobs.

Behind her, Daphne pulled a suitcase on rollers.

“What’s that?” Candace asked.

“You’ll see,” Daphne answered, standing the suitcase upright and quickly removing the two flimsy garments she wore to reveal she had indeed been naked beneath. She breathed a magnificent sigh of relief. “There! Now, I feel better!” she said, and Donna and the girls chuckled.

“So what’s in the suitcase?” Donna asked.

“You’ll see, too,” Daphne told her older sister and held her arms out for the girls to give her a hug. Carolyn and Candace rushed to her and, letting their towels drop to the floor, embraced their aunt. Carolyn kissed her first, inserting her tongue in Daphne’s mouth. Then Daphne turned to her younger niece and did the same with her. Donna and Becca just stood and watched the lewd exchange, feeling their breathing become just a little more labored.

Daphne pulled away from the girls and held her arms out again. “Can’t forget you two!” she said, and Donna moved into her younger sister’s arms while Becca stood back, allowing the woman to greet her family first.

Finally, Becca was kissing the erotic woman and began to feel Daphne had kept her best kisses for last. While the older woman kissed her, dancing her tongue inside the younger girl’s mouth, Becca could feel her pussy go from fairly warm and wet to hot and soaked in seconds. The woman’s kiss had increased the teenager’s horniness in a matter of seconds. Of course, the constant apprehension she’d experienced all day contributed, but she found herself wanting to drag Daphne to one of the sofas and put on a show for Donna and her daughters.

At last Daphne leaned back from the sexy teenage girl, out of breath herself. “Oh, my, Becca! I definitely think we’re going to have a lot of fun tonight!” she said and laughed. Then she looked at her older sister. “I hope this carpet can handle pussy juice, because I may have dripped some!” She laughed at her own joke before pulling the mysterious suitcase over to one of the sofas.

“Now,” she began, “before I open this, I have to tell you that everything must be returned. No fair squirreling something away for yourself for later.” She reached to unzip the case but was interrupted by the doorbell announcing more guests to the orgy. “Well, I guess I’ll have to wait a sec,” she concluded.

“Go answer the door, Becca, and be careful not to let the neighbors across the street see you naked,” Donna said, and Becca went to let the guests in. It had been decided that she was the logical person to handle that duty since she knew everyone who would be there, and the others didn’t. Those waiting in the den heard cries of greeting and laughter and waited to see who it was as the sound of their voices approached the room.

Then Becca was introducing everyone to each other. “This is Cheryl and her daughters, Heather and Tina,” she said, indicating who was who while introducing her friends and their mother and aunt to Cheryl and her family. Becca noted the way Daphne looked at the two young girls, indicating that she was definitely turned on by the idea she would have the opportunity to make love with the them. Candace, too, showed how much Heather and Tina turned her on. Her eyes seemed nearly ready to drop out of their sockets.

After greeting everyone, Cheryl looked at Heather and Tina and said, “Girls, it appears we might be a little over-dressed.” This brought chuckles from everyone, and the woman and her daughters began to disrobe. Candace, being bolder than usual, stepped over to Tina and began to help her undress. Everyone understood the attraction, but Carolyn felt the need to explain in case Candace got too eager.

“She’s never been with a girl near her age before,” she said, and everyone nodded, appreciating what this night would mean for the pre-pubescent girl.

Candace made sure to make contact with Tina’s bare skin as often as possible. When she purposely placed her hand on Tina’s butt and tickled the girl’s butthole, Tina giggled and returned the favor before placing her other hand on Candace’s bare mound and squeezing it lightly. The pressure made Candace want to put the girl on the floor right then and devour her. After all, she had already been brought to the brink by her mother in the shower, and her pussy was beginning to demand some attention, while her mouth was growing very hungry for another little girl’s pussy. She’d tasted herself many times, but this would be the first time she’d tasted another pussy that hadn’t started growing any hair yet.

Donna recognized that things were moving a bit too fast between Candace and Tina. “Girls, let’s hold off on the sex until everyone gets here, okay?”

The girls both blushed as Daphne once again took the stage.

“Well, as you arrived,” she said to Cheryl and her girls, “I was about to show this fun little suitcase to everyone.” And with that, she unzipped the bag and tossed it open for everyone to see its contents.

Inside were several dozen toys for sexual use. There were dildos of varying sizes, shapes, and thickness, even some glass ones, a couple of strap-ons, ben wa balls, anal beads, butt plugs, various types of vibrators, including two large ones that would plug into the wall outlet.

“Those are called ‘magic wands,’” Daphne said when Heather asked about them.

“What are those called?” Tina asked, pointing to a couple of colorful latex rubber toys.

“Those are called clitoral stimulators,” Daphne answered.

“That one looks like a butterfly,” Tina observed.

“That’s good, because this one’s called ‘butterfly trap’ because it sort of traps your clitoris and massages it. It’s one of my personal favorites,” Daphne said, grinning.

The girls continued to ogle the contents of the suitcase, wondering how each of the toys would make their pussies feel, and the women went to make coffee. It was promising to be a late night.

As the coffee was brewing, the girls were giggling about the penis-shaped vibrating dildos.

“Do they really look like this?” Tina asked.

“Yeah,” said Carolyn. “I think they’re fugly.”

“Fugly?” Heather asked.

“Yeah, as in Fucking Ugly.”

The girls howled at this.

At that moment the doorbell sounded again and Becca went off to continue her duties as hostess. Again, greetings were shrieked at the door, and by the time Monica and her mother, Ashley, entered the room, they were already naked.

“Wow! That was fast! You’re already naked!” said Heather, going to the new arrivals and hugging them.

“We wore jumpsuits and nothing else,” Monica said, grinning as she hugged her friend. “Just a little unzipping, and voila, we’re naked!”

Ashley, who was in the odd situation of being much newer to this than her twelve year old daughter, seemed a bit shy and excused herself to join the ladies in the kitchen after Becca pointed the way. The sound of the ladies’ voices swelled as the spring-hinged door opened, and became muffled once again as the door swung closed.

“So when does the sex start?” Monica asked, obviously impatient.

“I feel your pain,” said Candace. “My mom nearly got me off in the shower, but said I’d have to wait to come until the party started.”

“Wow! This is ultra-cool to be able to talk about this shit,” said Monica. “I mean how many other girls are lucky enough to be having an affair with their own moms?”

All the girls except Becca raised their hands, even though Monica hadn’t expected them to do that, and laughed. Becca suddenly felt like something of an outsider. Not only was she not having sex with her mom, she didn’t really want to have sex with her at all. She smiled, but it was an uncomfortable smile.

She excused herself to go to the bathroom and had to shake her head at Candace to indicate she couldn’t come with her. This was more about saving herself from the rest of the conversation about incest between mothers and daughters, which the other girls seemed to relish and wear as a badge of honor, than it was an actual need to pee.

Sitting on the toilet, she began to wonder if there was something wrong with her that she didn’t want to engage in such a relationship with her mom. It seemed that every girl she knew now was not only okay with it, but totally in love with the reality of mother-daughter incest in their lives. They all acted as if the sex was the most wonderful sex in the world.

She thought about the girls she knew who were into that aspect of sex. Carolyn and Candace had been raised on sex with their mother’s sister, so incest was totally natural to them. They had talked to their aunt and each other about sex with their mother since they were able to lick a pussy.

She didn’t know Heather and Tina that well, but they had recently started having sex with their mom as well. In fact, the last orgy was the first time Heather had engaged in any sex with her mom at all. Still, she loved it, as did Tina. They treated it as totally natural. As Becca sat there thinking about it, she realized that Heather and Tina had probably been messing around with each other for some time. Therefore, incest seemed natural to them as well.

But Monica was like her. An only child. She didn’t seem to have any preconceived desires for someone she was related to, so her starting an affair with her mom after the last orgy was totally new to her. Incest, though, didn’t seem taboo to the girl, so she was perfectly willing to engage in lesbian sex with her mom because…. Because why? she wondered.

Then she answered herself. Because it was convenient and easy. It was a single mom who wasn’t getting sex with any partners with a highly sexed daughter. This described Susan as well.

But what about Gina and her girls? They had been interested in each other for some time before bringing their desires out in the open. Becca knew that the babysitter in Florida had helped with the situation, but she didn’t know the details. Still, Aunt Gina had wanted sex with her daughters for years, apparently. Not to mention her desires for Becca, which the teenager had overheard being “discussed” while listening to her aunt and uncle fucking without the couple’s knowledge.

For the first time, she wondered what it would be like to have sex with her own mother. It didn’t disgust her, actually, but it really didn’t turn her on, either.

Yet, she realized that the idea of her friends’ mothers having sex with their daughters turned her on. And she was definitely looking forward to having sex with Gina, who was her father’s sister, not to mention her own two little cousins.

Becca already considered herself a pervert, and she suddenly realized just how happy it made her to be one. She didn’t have hangups about having sex with young girls, even as young as eight. Hell, she realized, if a four year old were happy and willing, Becca would lick her pussy too, and train the child to lick hers as well.

This led her to realize that if she ever did have children, she would more than likely raise them in a very open atmosphere of sex and gratification. She would train them how to pleasure themselves, teaching them how to pleasure each other and their mother as well. Becca didn’t consider herself a total lesbian. She loved sex with women and girls, but she also still liked guys and had always thought she would get married one day. Now she considered how careful she needed to be in choosing a mate. She didn’t want to have to hide it, the way Donna and her family did.

That meant she would have to at least let her future husband know about her unique sexual desires at some point. And that was a scary thing for her to think about. Still, she knew she would have to make sure the man she married would accept that about her.

She had considered how careful she would need to be in choosing a husband, but the word careful didn’t even come close to what she would have to be, and she wondered how someone broached that subject with a potential mate.

Her aunt had surprised her by desiring her daughters and niece. Now she wondered if her mom had harbored some of those same impulses and desires, but had denied them, much the same way Donna had denied her desires for her own daughters over the years.

Then she remembered that Aunt Gina and Uncle Evan were both into young girls. She would have to ask her how they managed to broach that subject.

Hearing the doorbell ring again, she got up from the toilet and flushed the clear water down, more for show than to eliminate pee in the bowl and washed her hands.

Exiting the bathroom, she realized she had grown quite a bit hornier in there. A sudden image of her mom, naked in the bathtub, flashed across her mind.

As she opened the door to greet the next guests, she realized for the first time that the image of her mother had a bit more than a neutral effect on her. She wasn’t exactly burning with desire, but she was curious about the woman who’d given her birth and raised her, curious in ways she’d never been before.

Smiling at Susan and her mother, Mia, the thought crossed her mind that maybe she was changing as a result of all this openness about sex and desire more than she had realized.

She hoped these changes were for the better. Because if they weren’t, there wasn’t much she could do about it now.

Continue on to Chapter 28