Perverts 'R' Us

Mummy's Little Girlfriend - Part 5

by Seasiren ( Fff, ws, scat )


Note: All people and events in this story are entirely fictitious.

 

The party was thrown to celebrate Donna's new contract with Channel 15 and was held in the garden of her home with a few friends. Some were colleagues from the television station, while the rest consisted of friends and neighbors such as the Stone's. The last rays of sunlight from a warm August afternoon filtered through the beeches spreading shadows over the terraces and the long sweeping lawns. Caterers had been hired, and they mingled discreetly with the guests offering trays of carefully prepared food, while others topped up champagne glasses.

The new contract offered Donna another three years with Channel 15; and meant an increase in income of twenty five percent, enough to make her a wealthy lady. She was in animated conversation with the Stones, Amanda's Parents, who now counted themselves as friends when she heard a particularly loud burst of laughter coming from the poolside. She looked over and saw her friend Susan surrounded by a group of appreciative men and their watchful wives holding forth on the lighter moments of broadcasting.

The blonde woman looked stunning; her lightly tanned skin complimented a black low cut top, while a slim split skirt of the same color, with the hem ending just above her knees completed the amazing effect. Everything was going well thought Donna, the conversation was flowing like the drinks, as laughter, punctuated by the clinking of glass, drifted up into the sultry evening air. Tonight was important; it was much more than a few friends celebrating in the garden. It was a beginning, the culmination of weeks of planning, and of a carefully built friendship with the Stone family. They responded with warmth to her overtures and had been genuinely flattered to count such a well-known personality as their friend.

It was an important night for other reasons too. Susan and Brittany were to meet each other for the first time, if they liked each other; Donna had for them to slip away and spend the evening in Brittany's bedroom. Why arrange it to happen during the middle of a party? Why not invite Susan over to the house, and then go out and leave them together? At the core of the matter was Susan's anxiety that Brittany might not like her; she felt it would have been awful if Brittany were left in the house alone with her, feeling she had to go along with her wishes when she really didn't want to. This way she could back out by giving her Mother a discreet whisper of 'no thank you' and Donna could have led her away. Naturally it would be disappointing for Susan, but for her, it was far better than the alternative.

"Why didn't you bring Amanda, Jean?" asked Donna turning back to the Stones.

"Well to tell you the truth Donna we thought it was a little late for her. Sally Ellison, the girl from next door offered to baby-sit, so she's looking after her for the evening."

She nodded at the respectfully dressed woman's words while secretly wishing it were she who was looking after young Amanda.

"Just a little past her bed time." intoned David Stone solicitously as he looked up at the tall woman. The smartly dressed, somewhat small man regarded her with a peculiar wistfulness that one sometimes has for things that can't be obtained. Donna didn't like him but forced herself to smile back sweetly.

"Umm...shame though. We're having fireworks later... Oh well, never mind."

"Mum."

Donna felt a tug on her skirt and looked round to see her daughter Brittany smiling nervously at her. She was wearing a small turquoise halter-top and a pair of clingy black jeans that fitted tightly over her curvy buttocks. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful with long golden hair framing her pretty oval face, bright blue eyes and round rosy cheeks. She was so proud of her lovely daughter, the prettiest creature in the world for Donna and the light of her eyes. Once again she mentally pinched herself when she thought of just how lucky she REALLY was.

"I see you're wearing your favorite top for me, you know how cute I think you look in it. You look fabulous darling" she smiled down at her. Brittany's eyes darted pleadingly towards the ring of people by the pool, or to be precise the person in the centre of the ring. Susan.

"Or maybe not for me?" she smiled wryly. "Okay, okay...I'll introduce you to her. Come on, saucer eyes."

She took hold of her daughter's hand while smiling back at the Stone's. "Sorry, will you excuse us. Brittany's been itching to meet our famous newsgirl over there." She nodded in her direction.

"Oh, of course. My, my you look a picture, Brittany," gushed Jean. "You're so lucky to have such a gorgeous daughter, Donna."

She squeezed Brittany's hand and sang over her shoulders. "I know Jean, I know, but you're lucky too", very lucky, she thought to herself as her mind raced back to the passionate kiss her and the young teen had shared. With and effort she switched her mind back to the present and led her daughter to the swimming pool.

"Oooh there she is." exclaimed Brittany as her excitement grew. "She looks far prettier than on the telly."

Donna chuckled quietly as she saw Susan look up from her circle of admirers and spy Brittany for the first time. The rest of the group were looking up at the blonde with a look of expectation as they waited for her to finish her sentence, but she stopped talking when she glimpsed the approaching figures. Her eyes widened for a moment then her heart began beating faster as she focused on the approaching girl; her and Brittany shared the same sentiments when it came to fresh young beauties. Susan was struck by how delicate she looked compared to the photo. She looked so young; far too young to be getting up to the kind of things her and her Mother were doing. With a start she realized her mouth was wide open, but luckily the rest of the group hadn't noticed, they were also watching the approaching couple.

"Hi Donna. My what a lovely girl you have." One dark haired woman called out. There was a murmur of agreement and Donna smiled at their adoration, especially from the women, as snatches of: "Oh isn't she gorgeous." "Isn't she lucky." And "Oh my, what an angel" came drifting over to her.

'Yes isn't she.' Susan added under her breath. 'Please let her want me'.

Luckily the feeling was mutual. Nobody else existed for Brittany except the elegant blonde lady, who, thought Brittany, had to be the most stunning woman she'd ever seen. Even more so than her Mother, she thought looking up guiltily. It seemed that Donna might have been reading her mind as she whispered into her ear.

"Yes she is lovely isn't she?"

Embarrassed at her Mother's powers of intuition she could only blush furiously and nod.

"I take it the answer is yes then, you want to go with her?"

"Yes Mum. I want to." She said quietly.

Donna murmured a quick "Very well" before standing up straight again and walking the last few steps to the poolside.

"Hi everyone. Hope you're enjoying the party. Are the drinks coming round enough?" She turned round and snapped her fingers at one of the waitresses. "Hey Miss, this Ladies glass is empty. Are you trying to kill my guests with thirst?"

The flustered girl hurried over, she must have been about eighteen. The apology written across her pretty face made Donna regret her brusqueness towards her.

"Sorry honey, it's not your fault." She said gently "When you go back, can you tell the supervisor to see me please, I'd like a word with her."

"Yes Ma'am." She replied before going over to the fill the ladies empty glass.

"Sorry about that." She sighed. Then changing the tone she turned to a tall man with a cigar in his mouth. "Lenny dear, how's that new project of yours coming along?"

"Oh well, strange you should ask that Donna, I was just...."

The conversation quickly resumed and soon the night was full of the sound of laughter and conversation. They were especially appreciative when Donna praised her daughter's prowess at school; Brittany even managed a smile, which brought even more wistful smiles and sighs from some of the party. Soon the tall man asked Donna a question about some celebrity or other and the attention switched away from Brittany who quickly turned away to search for Susan. She didn't have far to look; the woman's eyes were looking straight into hers.

"Hello Brittany."

"Oh hi." She jumped.

"The others aren't taking any notice of us now. Let slip away and have a little talk, I'm sure we won't be missed."

In fact she was right, Donna had skillfully steered the conversation onto further interesting topics, giving her friend and her daughter the opportunity they were waiting for.

"Lets try the gazebo, that should be quiet." Susan said quietly.

The gazebo was an old building set aside from the main part of the garden, and was almost hidden in the dark shadows that spread out from the ancient oak tree. They went in and sat down on a comfortably padded sofa with a view across the rest of the lawns, it reminded Susan of an old English novel.

"Here we are, nice and private Brittany. Your Mum told me about this place."

"Yes, no one knows it's here." She grinned back.

They both beamed at each other, their smiles lighting each other's faces in the evening light. They were silent for a moment, the sounds from the pool drifting towards them as they listened to the other guests having a good time.

"They're still enjoying themselves." Susan said tilting her head in their direction.

"Umm...its nicer here." Replied Brittany wistfully.

"Yes it is." Answered the woman.

"It is with you." Brittany added coyly.

"Thank you. I think the same about you...You're very pretty Brittany. I thought you were when you're Mother showed me your photo, but now that I see you in the flesh I think you're the most exquisite creature that I've ever seen."

Brittany didn't know how to answer that; she was lost for words in the presence of the glamorous woman and could only look up at her with something approaching awe. Susan was pleased at the effect she was having, she'd been worried she might not like her, but looking into her sweet bashful eyes she knew she needn't have worried. Her confidence growing by the second she pressed forward her advantage.

"You know why your Mum arranged this don't you Brittany?"

"Mmm."

"She wanted us to see if we liked each other."

Brittany nodded. "Yes I know."

"Do you like me?"

"Yes." She replied meeting the woman's glinting eyes.

Susan tossed her head back causing a shock of blonde hair to splash across her bare shoulders. Most men would have given their hind teeth to have been in the same position, with arguably the most glamorous women on television, they wouldn't have believed she was using her charms to impress an adolescent girl.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" She pressed further.

"Ohh yes, yes, very, very pretty." She gushed suddenly as her feelings flooded into the open. "Mum said that we... that we might be girlfriends and...and... that we..." He voice trailed off not knowing how to continue. Susan felt a shiver of pure lust sweep through every pore of her body as she realized her hopes were going to come true. She'd been attracted to girls ever since she could remember; it was something only her best friend Donna knew about. Now to be on the threshold of fulfilling a lifetime's fantasy with such a beautiful young creature was almost too good to be true.

"I'd like us to be girlfriends too Brittany. If you think I'm pretty, perhaps you'd like to please me the way only a very special girlfriend can?" She whispered seductively.

Brittany nodded shyly and answered in a hushed voice.

"Yes I want to."

Susan reached out and gently traced her finger over her lips, feeling their warmth as she traced their gentle contours. She suddenly lifted the girl's chin up with her hand so she could stare into her eyes.

"You have a lovely mouth Brittany. So beautiful...so tempting...so delicious." She whispered slowly. "Can I have it? Can I claim it for tonight my darling, will you use it to make me happy?"

Brittany gave a small nod as tears ran down her cheeks. Her emotions were in turmoil, right now she'd have done anything for the seductive woman, and she wanted this as much as she did. Such a beautiful lady, so...so...oh just everything, she wanted to please her forever and ever.

"Yes you can Susan, as much as you want." She gushed.

"Thank you darling, come here and kiss me, it's a long walk to the house I may need this to keep me going." She winked.

It wasn't really, but Susan fancied a bit of smoochy 'snogging' with the girl it felt romantic in the secluded summerhouse and besides it would give her an appetite, not that she really needed it, for the rest of the evening's exploits. Just the slightest of shuffles to bring them closer, knee-to-knee, a bit more rearranging to bring their faces together, then she was finally in her arms sharing a passionate open mouthed kiss. Susan sighed as she reamed the girl's mouth; she tasted of soft peaches, of sweet summer fruit, of strawberries and cream of...of... Oh god, just a sweet sexy girl. Lips melted into one to the accompaniment of soft sighs, their faces turned this way and that as though seeking purchase upon the other. They shared a sensual French kiss that lasted until both ran out of breath and had to come up for air. Susan had never felt as alive as she did then, the night was beautiful, the wine felt good and the kid was perfect.

"Shall we go, darling? I want this more than you'll ever know."

Brittany nodded.

"Yes come with me. Is my bedroom alright?"

"Marvelous." She cooed. "Anywhere as long as it's private."

Walking quietly from the gazebo, and glancing round for any signs of unwanted company, they kept to the shadowy parts of the garden until they finally reached the house. Susan bit her lip with annoyance as she realized there were already people within, but felt reassured when Brittany led her to a back door that went in through the kitchen. It allowed them to slip in unnoticed, bypassing the hallway and led them up a flight of stairs formerly used by live-in servants during the earlier half of the last century. The steps were wooden and creaked as they made their way up, but luckily nobody noticed now that the music was playing. Brittany led the way across the landing, past her Mothers bedroom and into hers, finally closing the door tightly behind them, they were alone at last.

"Have you a lock?" asked Susan as she ran her hands up the inside of the door, searching for a way to ensure they wouldn't be disturbed.

"A key!" exclaimed Brittany triumphantly as she produced one from the bedside draw.

"Clever girl."

She laughed as Brittany slipped it into the lock and gave it a turn.

"Lets sit down!"

They both took a seat on the small single bed then she clasped the girl's hand and slid it over her stockings where she slowly uncrossed her legs. She hesitated for a moment searching the girl's eyes, and was pleased when she saw her own eagerness mirrored there. With measured deliberation, she guided her hand between her legs to begin a slow and sensual caress, running the palm up and down the panty covered groove and not loosing eye contact for a moment.

"Do you like that?"

Her voice sounded deep in the small room. Brittany nodded, feeling entrapped by the woman's unwavering gaze. Suddenly her lips fastened onto hers in a fiery open-mouthed kiss, the larger mouth swallowing her own, devouring and consuming her as though nothing else mattered except this. It ended just as quickly, as Susan pulled away, their lips parting in a loud plop.

"Did you like that too?" She breathed.

"Mmm...yes!"

Susan frowned as a thought occurred to her.

"Brittany, I think it might be an idea to put some music on. If things start taking off in here we don't want anyone getting nosey."

Brittany slid off the bed and picked up a CD which said 'Sounds of The Eighties" and put it into the player. As she turned the woman stripped off her top, pulling it over her head in one deft movement and leaving only a skimpy black bra to cover her firm breasts. Brittany turned round and walked into her outstretched arms as she gathered her to her. Gradually running her hands over the girl's bare legs, the woman stroked and caressed the smooth flesh, her fingers traveling upwards to her inner thighs and small pink knickers. Then her hand dipped inside the material and traced the outline of the girl's puffy lips before dipping inside.

Brittany churned her hips as she felt the woman's experienced ministrations; she luxuriated in the gentle caress, feeling her body begin to respond as she moaned into her mouth. She cried out again but the sound was stifled as the woman caught her tongue and sucked it inside, moaning steadily as her own excitement increased. Brittany's thrusts were faster now as she raced towards an orgasm which was strong enough to send wonderful thrills of pleasure running through her body. Her body shook as she jerked repeatedly and then went limp as she collapsed and lay there content while warm ripples of pleasure spread through her body like a stone falling into a pool. She felt as though she'd passed out briefly, for when she came to her cheeks were wet with tears and instead of sitting on the bed she found herself on her back with Susan laying on top of her.

The kiss hadn't stopped for a second as Susan gently pushed the teen onto her back and then climbed over her. She brought her hands up and cupped them on either side of her wet cheeks and held her still as she fed on her mouth. Brittany reached up to clasp Susan's bare back, and felt the twisting flesh of the older woman beneath her palms. Their tongues flickered against each other's briefly before Susan captured Brittany's once more and took it in her mouth to suck on. She felt the woman's hands leave her face and she became aware of her wriggling her lower body. Her hips lifted from the bed as she fumbled beneath her skirt and pulled.

There was a flurry of activity and a swishing of nylons as Susan's panties traveled down her legs and hit the bedroom floor in a black lacy heap. Breaking the kiss and lifting up her skirt, she walked on her knees up Brittany's body until she was crouching over her face. With a slow wicked smile she reached down and pulled her labia wide apart opening her pink gash to her. Brittany gazed up at the lewd site, taking in the woman's glistening flesh, her eyes widening with surprise as the woman stroked her clitoris, running her finger down it's shaft after pulling back it's hood. It was larger than her mother's and looked like an engorged finger, and she could see it pulsing as blood swelled its size even more.

Susan shifted forward further so her view was confined to her perineum and the puckered opening of her anus. She reached behind and pulled the tight orifice apart, and just as she'd done with her vagina, she let the kid see everything she had in store for her. Then she shifted back again. Brittany looked up through the thatch of pubic hair and saw the woman staring down at her with narrow eyed lust. She descended onto Brittany's still open mouth with a muffled "Mpph" and began rocking. A moment later her head was lifted off the pillow by the woman's cradling hands as she drew her face hard against her cunt. The bedroom shook with a loud bang as a firework exploded, it drowned out the pale glow from the bedside light to illuminate the sight of a woman bucking and straining over a girls mouth as the CD played on.

"Abra Abra Cadabra, I'm gonna reach out and grab ya."

Meanwhile Donna was enjoying the party. Although she felt slightly jealous at the site of Brittany and Susan slipping away together, she soon overcame that after a few more drinks and when the firework display started she joined in with the rest of the guests cry's of delight. It was easy to explain Susan's absence from the party, she told them she'd had a phone call from her husband, a family emergency or something, and she'd had to leave at once. The other revelers were in no mood to query it as the drinks came round again. As for Brittany, well it was getting late so she'd had to go back to the house, in fact as she explained to her friends, she was in bed right now. She wasn't lying of course, although she didn't add the whole truth about what she was doing in bed and with whom.

The thought made her bite her lip as a surge of jealousy reasserted itself. A one point during the party she slipped away from her guests and crept to the other end of the garden where she had a view of Brittany's bedroom window. She could see a dim glow coming from within, and knew it came from her bedside light. Her imagination took over as she pictured the things her and Susan would be getting up to. She knew however, that they wouldn't be doing the one thing she enjoyed the most, that would wait for when she got back, they'd arranged for Donna to join in with them after the party was over, that was if everything had gone well with Susan and Brittany, which it had. Consequently, at the same time as enjoying herself with her friends, she was secretly wishing the party would end.

She returned to the sight of nearly all of her colleagues from channel 15 jumping into the pool with their clothes on and laughed as much as the others but when she was asked to jump in with them herself she declined. At last it came to an end as the chauffeurs arrived to take them home, with some very drunk people collapsing onto their backseats and calling out it was the best party they'd ever been to. She waved her goodbyes to the last of the stragglers and then made her way to the house. As she climbed the stairs, she hoped the two lovers hadn't become too wrapped up with themselves; after all she didn't want to feel as though she was unwelcome. She reached the landing and stopped, suddenly feeling nervous and unsure and not knowing what to do next even though she knew she was been foolish.

In the meantime Susan had been leaning over Brittany and breathily telling her of the things she'd like to do later while dangling her breasts against her face so she could suck on them. She'd had two shattering orgasms while sitting over her face but that had only served to increase her appetite for more

"You're good very with your tongue aren't you Brittany?" She breathed huskily.

"Mmm." Came the reply as she chewed on a mouthful of breast.

"You have such a clever mouth to make me cum like that. Oh darling...nothing in the whole world has turned me on as much as seeing and hearing you drink me down as I came in that pretty little mouth of yours. You're such a clever, clever girl to make me spill so much of my hot juice down your throat. I hope you have plenty of room for more; your Mum and me are going to give you lots and lots to drink. I hope you're going to be nice and thirsty for us, hungry too, I'm saving it all up for you Brittany darling, I'm going to give you such a big dinner to eat... your Mum is too."

Susan's words formed a picture for Brittany, an image of what to expect when they went to her Mum's bedroom and was the cause for her forced abstention from dinner earlier that evening. The knowledge excited her, but was also daunting. She was a natural submissive and adored the role allotted to her in her relationship with her Mother, that of a lover who's sole purpose in the bedroom was to serve an older woman's whims and needs, and as dark as those were she loved them, she was her Mothers slave in every respect.

Just then she heard footsteps on the stairs.

"Mum, is that you!"

Donna realized she'd been holding her breath and let it out suddenly before shouting back.

"Yes honey it is. Everyone's gone home."

"She's been asking when you were going to come for the last hour." Shouted Susan.

"Oh has she." Donna laughed feeling much better. "Well I'm here now honey, just give me a minute and then you can join me in the bedroom, I'll knock on your door when I'm ready for you both, then we're really going to have some fun!"

She headed for the bedroom with a flush warming her face aided in part by the drinks from the party. She felt randier than ever now her doubts had been dispersed and she peeled away her clothes in record time. She nearly tripped as she swept her knickers down her legs and tried to kick them off. They became snagged on her foot and she giggled and hopped around the room, her breasts bouncing and smacking into each other until she managed to get the panties free.

"What's going on?" Shouted Susan.

"I'm inventing a new dance." Called Donna.

"Uh?!!"

"Yes, I'm ready." She laughed as she trod naked across the landing carpet and knocked on Brittany's door. A couple of moments later the key turned in the lock and a grinning Susan and Brittany stepped out to meet her, all three of them naked on the landing.

"Enjoyed your drinks?"

"Uh huh. Enjoyed my daughter?" Countered Donna with a twinkle.

"Oh yes."

"I see... How have you been sweetie?" She asked looked down at Brittany.

"Oooh lovely." Cooed the girl, wrapping her arms around Susan's waist and pressing her cheeks against her breasts.

"Sue's cool."

"Umm I see Madam, you sound like the cat that's had the cream."

"She has" winked Susan suggestively "Lots."

Donna raised an eyebrow at that and held out her hand for Brittany who took it. Not to be outdone Susan did the same, then hand in hand the trio walked through into Donna's bedroom with Brittany in the middle. The room was dominated by a large double bed with crisp white sheets folded back in seductive invitation. A soft glow lit the tasteful décor and wall lights shed a mellow light over the plush furnishings and thick sweeping drapes. The two women seated themselves on the edge of the mattress with the girl sitting between them.

"So you had a good time did you Brittany?" asked Donna airily, running her hands over the girl's breasts and pinching her nipples. "Well...I think it's time for you to show me how much you still love me, after all Susan is very beautiful, and I don't suppose I'd blame you for wanting her more than me, after all..."

"Oh Mum" burst Brittany, "you know I love you more than anyone in the whole world. I love you, I love you." She cried.

"Prove it then ...I'm feeling seriously deprived tonight and I need reassuring, I need a good servicing dear and I'd like you to get on your knees and provide it."

Susan couldn't help smiling to herself as she watched the by-play between mother and daughter, she thought Donna aught to get an Oscar for playing the part of the unloved Mother so well. She caught Donna's eye as Brittany crawled onto her knees, to which she smiled back knowingly and stuck her tongue out as she read her thoughts. Susan pulled a face back in return and whispered, "ham", which Donna ignored and continued.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she sniffed petulantly "I mean I wouldn't want you to think I was forcing you or anything"

Her actions gave the lie to her words as she opened her legs wide and hauled the girl's face in-between. Brittany licked between them, sending her tongue along the pink groove with her Mothers curly hairs tickling her chin. She felt a pressure on the back of her head and in response to the unspoken demand stiffened her tongue and pressed deeper into the soaking cunt. She was fast becoming an expert, and had been well schooled in the arts of oral sex. Pulling back the hood that guarded the clitoris she skillfully flicked and teased it with the tip of her tongue, then over the next few minutes flicked at it from side to side and from top to bottom as the sounds of labored breathing changed to frenzied gasps from the woman above her.

Susan lay back and rested on her elbows as she watched and listened to the sounds of lovemaking. Over the next half hour she saw Brittany bring her mother to orgasm twice, her heart racing as Donna rode out waves of surging ecstasy like a surfer riding the tips. Finally she lay back spent for the time being as Susan took her place to have Brittany eat her out too. This time it was hard work, her tongue and jaw ached from the constant licking she'd been giving most of the evening. Unfortunately she had no choice but to carry on working as there was no sign of the horny woman releasing her grip. Her thighs gripped the side of her face as she squeezed them shut and thrust her pelvis of the bed while her cries became even more desperate as she groaned sobbed and whimpered her way towards an orgasm.

"Yes! Keep at it! Oh god...Nggh... Oh Ohhh! Suck me Brittany! Come on! Come on!" She demanded.

She looked down at the vision of the teen; she was such a bonny little thing and still wearing a pair of pink panties with her long golden hair falling over her shoulders. The top of her constantly bobbing head was the only part of her visible from where a forest of curling pubic hair hid her face. She used her lips like a vice to hold the large clitoris still, and then she alternatively sucked and flicked it with the pointed tip of her tongue. The effect of the sudden change of tactics was devastating; Susan went crazy; she screamed and crossed her legs over the girls back, while her hands nearly pulled out her hair. Spurt after spurt of hot cum juice suddenly shot out of her vagina in spasms, filling her mouth to the brim as the climax exploded within her.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Brittany! Brittany! Brittany! How do yooo...Fuck yesss!!! Drink me! I'm creaming your mouth. Drink everything...now! Now! Drink my cum! Ohhh..."

She thrashed and wriggled like a stranded eel as she slammed her hips back and forth, spewing out her orgasm into Brittany's gulping throat. After what seemed an eternity to the girl she let out a loud sigh as the spasms calmed down, and then sank back onto the mattress drained and replete soon to be joined by Brittany who fell back gasping for breath after her exertions between her thighs. A sheen of perspiration covered the newsreaders elegant body, her shiny blonde hair lay damp across her shoulders as her breasts rose and fell in time to her labored breathing.

"Wow!" That was the best. "Phew!" she gasped blowing a gust of air from between her lips and sending her fringe blowing in the wind.

Donna felt sudden warmth towards her friend. All the years she'd known Susan she'd harbored secret desires for young children, she felt so happy that she'd been able to make her dreams come true, and felt nothing but affection for her, maybe even love, it just felt so right to be sharing this with her. She reached over, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as she smiled into her eyes to have it returned with a look of sheer bliss. Brittany read the tenderness in their faces and felt contented as she lay between them and turned and kissed one of her pale pear shaped breasts.

"I've wanted this for as long a I can care to remember." She sighed, guiding Brittany's mouth to her nipple. "It's difficult enough keeping me and your Mother's wonderful games a secret, but if anyone got to find out about all of this..." She gestured to the two of them.

"It's okay they won't" Donna reassured her. "We're all very careful aren't we Brittany? It's okay don't pull your head back to answer me, just keep sucking on Susan. Yes like that..."

Mouthfuls of soft pliant flesh filled her mouth as she went from one breast to another, and one woman to another, sucking and munching on the sloping curves and hard pink nipples as they spoke of their feelings for each other and for her. Then they were silent for a while and the only sound in the room was the sound of Brittany's gentle suckling.

"It's time to be wicked." Said Donna suddenly. "It's time for Mum to be Miss Bossy Boots."

Brittany continued lapping at her mother's flesh.

"But you like that...don't you?"

Still Brittany didn't answer.

"DON'T YOU?" She insisted pulling Brittany's mouth from her glistening mammary with a plop.

"Mmm."

"What do you say to me getting nasty and dirty with you?"

Brittany considered the question for a moment.

"I think you should give me more pocket money."

Donna's face froze for a moment, totally taken by surprise by the girl's canny answer and then she burst out laughing with Susan joining in. For a while both women were helpless with laughter as Brittany looked from one to another of them, secretly pleased that she'd been able to say something so funny.

"She's inherited her mother's business acumen." Laughed Susan. "Maybe she has a case, even though it might seem like cupboard love."

"Hmm," mused Donna "Well it it's cupboard love then...here Brittany."

Donna lay back on the bed and brought her knees back over her shoulder to have her rounded arse pointing up at the ceiling.

"You can put your mouth over this cupboard and see what comes out!"

It was obvious to Susan that this wasn't the first time mother and daughter had performed this particular maneuver as Brittany moved over to kneel before her and press her lips against her wrinkled rosebud to form a tight seal.

Phhttttt!!!

"Yeah take it lover," sighed Donna as she let loose a loud fart that blew her cheeks out.

Phhhtttttt!!! "Swallow it"

Phhhtttttttttttt "Drink my farts you little slut!"

Phhhhhhhhhtttttttt "And again, take it down, you're gonna get the real thing soon. You're gonna eat our shit till it comes out of your ears"

Brittany moaned between her mother's cheeks as another blast, this one loose and smelly splattered down her throat.

Susan stood up from the bed with her hand plunging between her thighs as though a surge of electric had just hit her.

"Brittany lay on the floor. I'm going to piss in your mouth!!!" Her voice was shaking as she spoke, betraying her excitement.

"Oh yes Susan" moaned Donna. "Make her drink everything!"

Brittany jumped to obey, quickly getting into position and laying on the floor face up. The moaning woman squatted above her face then lowered her blonde quim to within a few inches of her open mouth.

"Ohhhh!"

A hot yellow stream began cascading from her fluttering lips and splashing against the roof of Brittany's mouth. It was a hot night, everyone in the room felt the night's heat as their body temperatures rose, and Susan's piss was more than the usual 'tepid' she was used to drinking, it nearly scalded her mouth as she gulped it down! It tasted saline and bitter as though she'd been storing it up for sometime and it made Brittany pull a face as she drank. On and on it spurted, never faltering as it gushed a steady torrent into her mouth.

"Oh yes darling...drink me, I've been waiting so long to do this to you."

Donna eyes flashed with lust as she sat and watched her pretty daughter drinking Susan's piss. Brittany drank her piss every day, but this was the first time she'd seen it from the point of view of a bystander. She found the site of the stunning blonde crouching over her face and spraying a torrent of foaming yellow pee into her mouth too erotic for words. Her noisy gulping rang around the bedroom as her throat struggled to take it all down with some of the piss foaming from her mouth as it overwhelmed her. Gradually the flow died down and then it became a steady trickle. Brittany eyes searched Susan's in a silent plea, but she hadn't finished yet, and as the flow diminished she changed her stance and lowered her cunt onto the girls mouth making sure she didn't waste anything.

"Marvelous honey, just keep on drinking it. I don't want you to spill a drop, just keep taking it down like a good girl...Yeah" she urged "drink all of it...Drink my golden nectar!"

The trickle turned to drops as she shook them from her labia onto her tongue.

"Thank you Brittany. I loved that. Donna honey...I'm ready to go... you know...can I do it now. Do you mind if I go first?"

"You're the guest here." Smiled Donna. "Go ahead." Then she turned to Brittany. "Go and bring your ribbons love, let's make you look nice and pretty for you to say hello to Susan's bottom."

"What ribbons?" asked Susan raising her eyebrow.

"You'll see, my daughter's going to look like a wet dream in a second."

"Here you are Mum." Quipped Brittany, as she handed her mother two shiny pink ribbons. "Make me a little girl."

"That won't be difficult darling with your young looks." She laughed, tossing her head back so that her long dark hair fell over her shoulders. "You're going to look stunning darling."

"Thank you. You do love me don't you?"

Donna's face showed concern as she answered the girl's question.

"Why of course dear. Why do you need to ask?"

"Well it's just that I'm a bit frightened. I've never had anyone else do a poop in my mouth, only you. And if you both do it to me I don't know if I'll be able to eat it all."

Donna knelt down next to her and draped her arms over her slim shoulders as she kissed her on the lips.

"Just do your best darling. It's Susan's first time too, so you're both bound to be a little nervous with each other. Just open your mouth and eat whatever comes out of her bottom. As for both of us doing it to you...Well honey, I know it's a lot but I'm sure you'll be okay with it. Like I say, just do you're very best and try to eat it all. Now just hold still a moment while I tie this... that's it now the other one...Marvelous! Show Susan how pretty you look."

Susan whistled at the effect Donna had created; Brittany's golden hair was tied into two pigtails, each one tied with the bright pink ribbons to match her pink panties, but more importantly the effect served to make her look even younger.

"Oh baby, you're just too much. My, my what a pretty little girl you are."

"Well honey, it's finally going to happen for you." Donna smiled "After all the years you've fantasized about having a girl as your toilet, you're about to do it for real, it's quite a moment."

"I know darling, thank you." She gushed.

Brittany strode to a draw and pulled out a black rubber mat, then laid it on the floor as she'd done so many times before.

"Do you want me on my back Susan?" She asked.

"No angel, just kneel down on it." She answered, her hands stroking her middle as she felt the need to relieve herself.

Brittany did as she was told and knelt down on the mat following Susan with expectant eyes as she walked over and stood with her back to her. The woman's pale domes captured her gaze as she bent at the knees adopting a posture that spoke clearly of her intentions. She pushed her buttocks to within an inch of her face and then reached behind to divide the two round moons.

"Open your mouth sweetie, I thought this was going to be difficult but it isn't, it's on the move already. Put your mouth against my dirty hole and make a seal so the shit goes straight between your lips."

Brittany made a noise in her throat which could have been nerves; despite her attempts to appear normal she was still worried about eating from someone else. She sighed as she pressed her face in-between the dark cleft and covered the brown wrinkled anus with her mouth. No sooner had she done so than a loud fart filled her, and a huge sausage of shit slid passed the pulsing ring and pushed itself between her lips like a flow of molten lava. She felt the soft black lump filling her mouth, forcing her cheeks out until they hurt. It tasted of what her Mum would call 'nasty delicious', foul and bitter to the extreme of her senses, that was why it was so delicious, that and the knowledge of who it was coming from. To be used so wantonly by a beautiful woman as she performed the basest act of nature, listening to her grunting and straining into your mouth, was just wonderful thought Brittany. Susan's ring 'bit' the clod off, leaving the broken end sticking from her greasy lips at a precarious angle. Her eyes were wide with wonder as she knelt down with her face on a level with Brittany's and gripped the end of the brown block.

"Hold it just there darling. Let your lips make a soft bed for it to lie on as you savor its flavor. Just run your tongue up and down and taste it. Now bite a portion off...Yes that's it... now munch on it and let it break in your mouth."

She did as she was told, no easy task when your mouth is full of such a monster. The taste exploded like an atom bomb releasing flavors so nauseating they can only be imagined at as the clods began to break off into chewable lumps.

"Oh Brittany, I love to see you eating my shit." She gasped in a strangled voice. "How I've wanted to have a girl do this for me... For so many years I've dreamt. That's good... Ohhh yes, swallow it... take it down, take it down darling, right into your belly."

So she crooned, guiding the end and pushing it between her greasy lips until it rested on the back of her teeth. Donna got up from the bed to stand behind her daughter and push her face onto the turd until it was gone, eaten by the chomping angel with the pink panties and the cute springy pigtails.

"Give her some more Sue love, I know she loves it, she eats mine often enough, the beautiful little slut girl. Go on fill her up and don't fucking stop even if she begs you to!"

So she babbled, her vision of Brittany's mouth being filled with another woman's shit made her voice almost incoherent with lust as she gabbled out her urgings.

Brittany looked up with open-mouthed wonder, bewitched once more by the backside being jostled into her face. She felt the brown rosebud tremble against her lips and then part to emit a soft fart that whistled down her throat to be suddenly followed by a long train of gooey poop. It stank and it tasted foul, but by now, Brittany was a shit slave. Before then she was only her mother's, but after today any female who cared to claim her mouth could have it, and as she chewed and swallowed mouthfuls of steaming sausages she realized she'd found her place in life. She hummed as she ate, listening to the sound of Susan's moans of ecstasy and seeing her narrowed eye's staring back at her as she chewed.

"Please Susan, give me more to eat...Shit in my mouth again!" She sobbed after swallowing a mouthful of stinking waste.

"Oh my darling... Yes, I have some more... just watch this, I'm going to flood you honey. I'm going to make you choke on it!" she gasped.

She repeated her earlier stance and cast a glance over her shoulder but frowned in annoyance when a lock of stray blonde hair fell in front of her eye. She swept it aside to clear her view and at the same time thrust a face full of bare arse flesh against her mouth. The act seemed lewd and calculating, especially as she knew the state she was in back there, the insides of her cheeks were brown and runny with rivulets of poop which clasped Brittany's cheeks to cake them in a layer of filth. Two more stools were expelled form her arse and Brittany's jaws ground themselves together to break them down, chewing and swallowing, she didn't waste a bite; she ate the whole lot. Everything.

A huge grin split Susan's face as she watched Brittany clean out the last morsel of shit from her dripping arsehole.

Wow! You've emptied me. I can't believe it darling; you've eaten the lot. Wow!" She whooped.

From behind her Donna smiled and playfully ruffled her daughter's hair as she stooped down to congratulate her

"You clever girl! You never cease to amaze me. I'm so proud of you love. Now lets see how you manage with this..."

Her voice trailed off and Brittany felt a hand on her shoulders guiding her down onto the mat. Her gaze swept upwards along the insides of her mothers legs, traveling up past her shapely calves and the long stretch up to her creamy thighs as she reached down and parted her labia so that it hung free of her pubic hair. Brittany recovered her composure and parted her lips in readiness. It came in a torrent; almost drowning her with its ferocity. As hard as she swallowed it spilt from her mouth and ran down her face and into her hair. Niagara Falls spilled down from between her legs, her hot piss chocking her with its force. She sat up coughing and gasping while Donna continued to piss on her. Finally she finished and stepped aside for a moment to take in the scene of her nearly drowned lover, but the respite was short as she hunched down and straddled her once more.

"Mummies' turn to take a dump in her little girlfriends mouth." She cooed. "Be good to me and eat everything up. At least you can try, I've rather a lot for you tonight."

Her buttocks wobbled and shook as a barrage of wet brown debris splattered the back of her throat. It piled up before she had time to start swallowing and began overflowing from the corners of her mouth in brown streaky rivulets.

"Phutt! Phutt! Phutt! Phuttt!

The report sounded around the bedroom and it became obvious that she stood no chance of coping with the deluge. The scene resembled a mud fight when Donna finally turned round and admired her handy work. It was everywhere; Brittany's face was literally buried under a mound of effluent, while her once beautiful hair now resembled an accident with brown cake icing. And the smell...

"Phaww," tittered Susan screwing up her nose. "You didn't warn us about that! It looks like an explosion in a chocolate factory"

Donna burst out laughing, her breasts shaking as sobs of mirth racked her body.

"I didn't... I never realized...that was going.... to happen.... it must have been something I ate..."

Even Brittany was trying to laugh somewhere beneath her new home, in doing so more of the pile found it's way into her mouth where she just about managed to swallow it before choking. She struggled up into a sitting position and between bouts of giggling and eating she managed to add a few words herself.

"I warned you about that curry Mum!"

That made them laugh even more. They were still tittering when they made their way to the shower. Donna smiled lovingly as she held her daughters hand and joined her in the shower.

"You get the extra pocket money!"