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Disclaimer: This story is a product of my  imagination  and
is intended for the enjoyment of those  over  18  years  of
age.

The Principal and her Princess

by tayla

I was sitting in the office at school waiting for  my  mom.
This tiny blond girl came over to me.

"I know who you are," she said excitedly.

I'd never seen her before.  "How do you know me?"

Your picture is at the  principal's  house.   It's  on  the
piano."

She's definitely been in my  house.   Mom  never  mentioned
having invited a parent over.   She  never  mixes  business
with her  home  life.   I  decided  to  question  the  girl
further.  "Your mommy and daddy came to my house?"

"I don't have a daddy anymore.  But I have  a  mommy.   She
took me."

"What do you do at my house," I questioned.

"Miss Sarah gives me milk and cookies and takes me  to  the
park.  Sometimes we go shopping.  I like Ms. Sarah."

Sarah's never said a word either.  Why on earth  would  she
take this little girl shopping?  "What does your  mommy  do
at my house?"

"She goes to the principal's office," she  giggled.   "Just
like at school."

"What is your name?  Why are  you  in  at  the  principal's
office today?"

"My name is Jill.  My mommy called  the  principal  because
she will be late.  I have to stay with her until she  picks
me up."

I was totally puzzled.  Why is Mom personally watching this
little girl?  Why would Mom bring a parent and her child to
our house when she had a perfectly good office  at  school?
Her private office was next door to her  upstairs  bedroom.
I decided then to keep closer tabs on her.

Dad bought season tickets for the  local  college  football
games.  We'd  gone  to  a  few  before  Mom  began  getting
headaches right before it was time to  leave.   She  begged
out of this one, too.  I told Dad I would come  in  my  own
car because I had some errands after the game.  I could see
our house from my friend Kate's bedroom window.   I  didn't
let on to her what I was doing as I watched my house.  When
a cab pulled up, I got suspicious.  Mom never said she  was
expecting anyone.  Out stepped this blond woman carrying  a
large tote bag.  The cab driver  walked  to  the  door  and
collected his fare from Mom.

I stayed at Kate's for half an  hour  waiting  for  her  to
leave so that I could join Dad.   While  I  was  there  all
sorts of things ran through my  mind.   Mom  broke  weekend
plans with us like today and she  was  always  coming  home
late from work.  Was  Mom  actually  doing  things  with  a
woman?  What about Dad and me?  The blond didn't come out.

On a Saturday when we planned to see an old double  feature
and have dinner out, Mom  said  she  had  cramps  and  just
wanted to spend  the  afternoon  courting  a  heating  pad.
While she was downstairs, I  put  my  voice-activated  tape
recorder under her bed.  I had a  feeling  the  blond  lady
would be coming by for a visit.  That night I sneaked  into
my parent's bedroom and retrieved  my  recorder.   I  would
definitely know  if  Mom  was  fucking  that  lady.   After
midnight, I rewound the tape,  put  on  my  headphones  and
prepared to listen.

"I thought you'd never get here,"  Mom  said  breathlessly.
"You know how bad I need my weekend pussy.  I had to lie to
my family again.  Emily's going to hate me.   God,  I'm  so
hot.  I need to screw you right now.  Hurry and  get  those
clothes off.  And take down you hair."  Mom was begging for
it.

"Have you been a good girl?"  said  the  blond,  teasingly.
"Only good girls can ride this big pussy."

"I've been  a  fucking  angel.   Now  give  me  some,"  Mom
crooned.  She must have crawled on top of her.   "Oh,  yes,
yes.  That's what I'm talking about.  Your pussy is so  hot
and big and wet and..."  She must be kissing her now  since
the talking stopped.  I heard faint moans of pleasure.   "I
love how your pussy feels on mine."  That was Mom's voice.

I turned off the recorder.  I knew what Mom was doing.  She
was fucking.  I could visualize her fit body  digging  into
the blond.  Their breasts would be pressed together,  their
tongues searching.  They were  humping  and  screaming  and
kissing as they sought orgasm.  One day I would  listen  to
the rest of the tape, but not now.

Mom was fucking a woman.  I wonder if it was in our  genes.
I  like  to  look  at  naked  girls  in  the   showers   at
school-water beading and cascading over their perfect young
bodies.  Bodies just like my own.  I find pictures of naked
women on the internet late at  night.   Watching  makes  my
pussy clench and my nipples rock hard.  I can cum easily at
night with my finger on my clit thinking about one of them.

Mom went on sudden leave for six weeks.   She  devoted  her
time to Dad and me.  I suspected she  gave  up  the  woman.
There was sadness in her eyes that  only  I  saw.   Then  I
began looking at her as a woman who'd fucked another  woman
and not just my mom.  She was strong, beautiful  and  sexy.
Men at the club congratulated Dad while ogling Mom.   Women
flocked to her instead of hating her.

When Dad wasn't  home,  I'd  wear  practically  no  clothes
around her.  I saw her glancing at my 18-year old body that
was as developed as a woman's can be.  Now that  turned  me
on.  Did she ever think  about  fucking  with  me?   In  my
bedroom, the faceless girls that I fucked in my mind became
my beautiful mother.  I would cum so  hard  thinking  about
her.

I eventually played the rest of the tape.   They  liked  to
talk about what they were doing, how  it  looked,  what  it
felt like, how it smelled, how  it  tasted.   I  heard  Mom
growl in agony and ecstasy as the woman slapped her  cheeks
and fucked her in the ass for the first  time.   The  woman
moaned deeply as she encouraged Mom  to  fuck  her  breasts
with her pussy.  It was all so sensuous and erotic.

One Saturday morning when  Dad  was  golfing  and  Mom  was
sleeping in, I went into their  bedroom  in  heat.   I  was
wearing this black slip that I like  to  sleep  in  and  no
panties.  I crawled into bed with my naked mom.

"Princess, what is it?"  Mom said sleepily.  "Is everything
alright?"

"Sure, Mom.  I just wanted to be close to you."

"Sweetheart, Mommy is a little naked.  Don't  you  want  to
wait until I'm dressed?"

"No Mom.  Stay just as you are.  I want to put my pussy  on
yours and fuck you like you did that blond woman."   I  got
on my knees and pulled up my slip.  "See, Mom, I'm wet from
thinking about it.  Please Mom, let me do  it.   I'm  going
crazy with wanting you."  I straddled her.

"You know about her, princess?  I'm so sorry."

"I heard you on tape, Mom.  You fucked that woman  and  you
enjoyed it.  I just want you to do it with me.  I am so hot
for it.  Please, Mom, please put my pussy in your mouth.  I
think I'll die if you don't."

My own daughter has been flaunting herself in front  of  me
for weeks.  I admit fucking her  crossed  my  mind,  but  I
never intended to act on it.  But how can I deny her pleas?
She's begging me to fuck her.  I haven't seen her pussy  in
years, but here it was looming before me, all  pretty,  wet
and pink, waiting for her mommy's tongue.  It's been  weeks
since I fucked Mrs. White, so I seized the moment.  "I  had
no idea you felt this way.  Come,  princess,  let  me  help
you."

I held my slip up around my waist with one  hand  and  held
the headboard with the other.  I lowered my pussy to  Mom's
face.  She began sucking it  immediately  into  her  mouth.
"Oh, Mom, that feels so good.  It's just like I  imagined."
Her tongue found its way inside me and I  rode  it  as  Mom
squeezed my ass checks.  I was totally into  it,  going  up
and down on her tongue, almost smashing into her face.  Mom
sucked my clit until I released what seemed like buckets of
girl juice which she happily licked up and swallowed.

I slipped down and settled my charged, swollen pussy on  my
Mom's.  I did all the things and said all the  things  that
she did and said with the blond woman.  It  was  enough  to
send her rocket to the moon as I screwed hard on her shaved
mound.

I had no idea Emily  even  suspected  I  was  fucking  Mrs.
White.  I thought I was  being  so  careful.   But  here  I
am-busted.  I'm glad it was her  and  not  my  husband  who
caught me.  He's as straight-laced as they come.   Any  man
who only fucked when he was on top would  never  understand
that I had a side need for female flesh.   I  miss  her  so
much, but here is my daughter, offering me  what  I  wanted
and needed.  She even tasted and smelled like me.

Emily's always  been  a  daddy's  girl,  but  now  she  has
switched sides.  My husband is pleased that I  am  spending
more time with her.  He loves it that I go  into  her  room
each night to "bond" before she goes to sleep.  We can't do
anything heavy, but we  share  deep  kisses  and  rub  each
other's clits until we cum.

When Dad is away on business, we sleep  together  in  their
big bed.  We make  love  to  each  other  all  night.   She
pretends to be reading  when  I  go  under  the  covers  to
capture her pussy.  She pushes me away with, `In  a  little
while, princess.   Let  me  finish  this  chapter,'  but  I
persist and overpower her.  Her book is forgotten as I fuck
my tongue in her mouth, as I lavish  my  attention  on  her
beautiful breasts, as I hold her legs wide while I eat  her
out none too gently.  Mom likes to  be  fucked  hard.   Her
stamina is as great as mine.

All day at school I daydream about the things she  does  to
me in the night.  I race home after school so that she  can
fuck me before Dad comes home.  Once, she put these  little
gold balls in my pussy before we made dinner.   They  moved
around inside me causing some very pleasurable  sensations.
When I needed to cum, she ate my pussy right there  on  the
kitchen table.  I can hardly wait until tonight.

I went into the city during the  day  while  Emily  was  at
school and purchased a nice gel  dick  like  the  one  Mrs.
White used on me, to take her cherry.  We'd have  to  store
it in her room.  After much kissing and sucking, she begged
me to please, please put my dick in her.  She watched as  I
expertly slipped into the apparatus making adjustments.  My
princess was open and  wet  from  my  saliva  and  her  own
juices.  Crouched above her, I slowly pushed  an  inch  in,
stroked her a bit and then backed out.  I did this  several
times to acquaint her with its fullness.  I pushed a little
further and did the same.  She was going  crazy  under  me,
enjoying the feeling of having  her  pussy  penetrated  and
stroked.  While she was writhing on the bed, I  opened  her
in one swift stroke and lodged deeply inside her.   I  held
still until I saw that she was alright, and  then  I  began
pumping into her with long,  powerful  strokes.   She  went
insane.  I knew exactly how she felt being impaled  on  the
dick of a beautiful woman.  Hard inside, soft outside.  She
was screwing and pushing up, pleasuring herself and me.

Mom stroked in my pussy forever.  It was one  of  the  best
feelings I've ever had.  When my mom's dick was deep inside
me, she began screwing slowly and then leaned  down  to  me
and said, `Kiss Mommy, princess' and pushed her tongue into
my mouth.  I simply couldn't hold back anymore.  It felt as
if every part of me was cumming.  My head buzzed,  my  feet
and legs tingled, my  pussy  clenched,  my  arms  tightened
around Mom, my heart raced  out  of  control.   One  orgasm
after another invaded my body.  My virginity was gone.   It
was totally awesome.

Even as I fucked my daughter at home, I encouraged  her  to
continue to date her young men.  I told her she could  have
the best of both worlds.  And I did want her  to  have  her
own family some day.  I  secretly  envied  her  the  varied
pussy she would have in her lifetime.   Any  girl  will  be
lucky to have my princess fuck her.  Emily will  going  off
to college this year.  No doubt she will find the  sex  she
needs in her co-ed dormitory.  But she'll have her  mommy's
loving on holidays and summers.

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