Desiree and Maureen were snuggled together comfortably in Desiree’s bedroom. They were kissing and touching each other as a romantic but still very XXX-rated lesbian movie played on the DVD player. Maureen was both very excited and very nervous for good reason. Desiree had shared with her a month ago that she and her young daughter, nine year-old Clara had been having a sexual relationship for the past year and a half; it had changed everything in their own relationship. And now she knew it was almost time for her own initiation into the special relationship Desiree and Clara shared. 

At first Maureen had been shocked and frightened, and without really thinking it through she had hastily broken off her relationship with Desiree. It had scared her, after all it was incest, and against the law. Even now it still frightened her a little, but her sexual curiosity and the beginnings of her own desires to experience what Desiree and Clara had together outweighed the fear she had first felt when Desiree had told her about them. 

Still it unsettled her a bit because it made her realize she cared for Desiree deeply and she was in love with her as well as little Clara, who was as sweet a little girl as any mother could ask for. When she did take the time to inventory her feelings she realized how hard it must have been for her lover to share her secret with her. It had been a difficult time for the both of them and she felt terrible about the fact that Desiree had confided in her and she had been unable to deal with the situation at the time. 

Only two days had passed when a crying Desiree had called her to beg her to forgive her and forget everything she had told her and how sorry she was for hurting their relationship. It was then that Maureen realized how cruel it had been to walk away from Desiree like she had.

Maureen went to her that very day and held Desiree in her arms as she cried and tried to explain to Maureen how it had all come to pass. Maureen comforted her lover and with Clara in school the two ended up making love half the day. Maureen listened in rapt attention as Desiree told her about the relationship she shared with Clara. 

She and Clara had been alone for several years since the man who had fathered Clara had walked out of their lives when she was just two. Desiree went on with her life but was totally disillusioned with men and sex. After several more attempts, and more failed relationships with men she had just decided to be celibate. It was something she could never have imagined considering knowing her own sexual history, so she concentrated on her work and her life with Clara. 

She didn’t intentionally become a bisexual or a lesbian, it was something that just dawned on her gradually when she realized she was always more comfortable around women than men. One evening she found herself masturbating while watching a lesbian scene between two women in a pay per view movie on TV well after Clara had gone to bed. This had been when Clara was around five.

It was then she had started, very slowly at first, opening herself up to thoughts of bisexuality and lesbianism. At night, always after Clara was in bed and asleep she would surf the internet finding herself drawn in every instance to the lesbian sites. When Clara was six, and after Desiree had had a couple of very nice and very satisfying sexual relationships with other women, she ran across a site called Lesbianlolita. 

The site had shocked her at first, even frightened her a bit, this was a site dedicated to exploring sexual and incestuous relationships between mothers and daughter and women and young girls. But her initial shock turned into fascination, and her fascination into fantasies and desires as she read the stories posted there, the site even had a forum she could participate in. Though she did nothing but read comments and stories for the first year or so it made her realize there were actually other women out there who really did have relationships with young girls. At least that was if you believed some of the stories or the people in the forum. Desiree found it hard to believe that at least some of the women who wrote stories for the site weren’t being honest. Some of the stories just had that ring of truth to them and seemed entirely possible to her, while others of course were obviously flights of fancy. Exciting to read, but to Desiree outside the realm of what she considered likely, nonetheless they were still fun to masturbate to!

It was just a matter of time then before she was visiting the site daily, reading the stories and imagining her own fantasies about making love to young girls, and even though many of them were incest stories, she still never connected them to her own daughter Clara. Instead she found herself admiring the innocent sexuality of other young girls whenever she took Clara to the park or the movies or at the mall on a weekend. Heck even at the local supermarket or big box store where she would admire the other pretty young mothers with their daughters. 

But what made it all real to her was when she discovered Clara masturbating. At first she couldn’t believe it because she was just barely seven years old, but then Desiree could remember very well being just as sexual and having similar feeling when she was that age. She didn’t do anything at all the first time it happened. Clara didn’t know she had seen her and she watched her just long enough to convince herself that masturbating was what Clara was actually doing before she retreated.

Desiree had to do some thinking, examining her own experiences as a child, with those she knew Clara had experienced. When she did, she realized she should not be surprised at all. She remembered she had been caught masturbating by her own mother numerous times when she had been a little girl. And she could remember her mothers’ warnings that little girls shouldn’t touch themselves between their legs like that. That it was wrong, it was dirty, it was bad, and it would get her in trouble. And she got spanked every time she got caught. 

But no matter what her mother said, it still felt good and so she learned to be more careful and not get caught so often, but she certainly didn’t stop. She was no good at self analysis, so she didn’t know if that was what had led her to be so promiscuous in middle school and high school. Her sexual urges seemed to drive her and in some cases make decisions for her, and more often than not, they were not the right ones. 

She clearly remembered doing naughty things with her girlfriends when they had sleepovers at each other homes, kissing and touching each other, daring and double daring each other to go a little father, to be a little more intimate or to do something no one else had done. And how she had let one of her friend’s older brothers touch her when she was just eight, only a year older than Clara was now at nine. She was letting older boys from the middle school kiss her and touch her after school in the woods behind the subdivision where she had grown up. Next she had started letting them take her hands and put them between their legs to feel their hard peckers and teach her how to rub squeeze and play with them. It made her feel grown up, and all the boys liked her so she didn’t see anything wrong with what she was doing.

Desiree remembered it all now that she was trying to figure out what to do about her daughter. She had lost her own virginity to a middle school boy, an eighth grader when she was just ten. How she managed that she still couldn’t bring herself to understand, but it had happened just like so many other things, with no thought to the consequences of it. After that, when she finally went to middle school herself she already had a “reputation” and soon even her girlfriends were starting to abandon her. But by this time she was meeting boys in the woods almost everyday after school and by the time she went to high school her fate was sealed. But strangely despite what others thought about her she didn’t feel badly about herself or about the things she did. 

She had a very simple view of things, way to simple obviously, it was just that it was fun and it felt good and she didn’t care what others thought about her. Her luck held until the year after she had graduated high school. She had gotten on the pill when she was 13 thanks to a female school counsellor, but in her first year of community college she still managed to get herself impregnated. She was shocked and immediately decided to have an abortion. She was angry at herself and the man who had gotten her pregnant, but mostly at herself for being lax with her birth control.

His name was Nathan and he was a maintenance man at the college. The only reason Desiree had been screwing him was because she was in-between boyfriends at the time and she couldn’t stand to go without sex even if she couldn‘t seem to hang onto a man for very long. She was a very attractive girl, she was also haughty and narcissistic, but the pregnancy injected a dose of reality into her life. And she was paying the price. He offered to marry her, and then offered to pay for the abortion when she refused to marry. 

After she had visited a clinic to see about the abortion she met a woman at the college who talked her into trying to work out a relationship with Nathan, the man who she was pregnant by. She tried to convince her to have her baby and that she could always give it up for adoption if things didn’t work out. By now she had been on her own for a couple of years, having moved out of her home her senior year of high school to live with a girlfriend, it was a wonder she even graduated. But she did and was even working part time to pay her share of the rent when she enrolled at the local community college and started studying for an associate’s degree in accounting. She’d always had a talent for numbers and she heard you could make a decent living at it from another girl she knew who had graduated the previous year.

Things were pretty much on track till she screwed up and got pregnant. But by now she was having second thoughts about the abortion and followed her friend’s advice and tried to start a relationship with Nathan. They didn’t get married, which she knew turned out to be the right thing later on, but they did decide to keep the baby and get a place together. Clara was born and even though Desiree still had her head in the sky and her nose in the air, Clara was a bundle of reality that could not be ignored. Nathan was thrilled at first, but it didn’t last long. He didn’t like the routine that becoming a parent brought into his life. He didn’t like being financially responsible and even though he had offered to marry Desiree he still wanted to go out and party with his friends. 

When he was home he didn’t do diapers or give baths or anything that a new father should do. Desiree thought she had given it her best shot though, and knew she really loved Clara. She had given Desiree a whole new perspective on life now almost 18 months after she had been born. So when Nathan quit his job six months later and took off on her she took things into her own hands, surprising herself by how hard she worked to make it happen. She went to school part time, taking care of Clara and paying for the day care and making the rent. All things that could have fallen apart but didn’t because Desiree wouldn’t let them.

So here she was, nine years later, her degree intact and with a good job as a section supervisor at a mid-sized accounting firm. And very much in love emotionally and sexually with her own daughter, and her lover Maureen. 

So in love in fact that she wanted desperately to share the deepest darkest secret she had with her, to tell her that she was having an incestuous relationship with her own preteen daughter. It was getting more and more difficult to keep their secret because Maureen was spending increasingly more time with the two of them as their relationship progressed and their feelings for each other grew deeper and deeper. Even Clara was asking her Mommy why they couldn’t tell Maureen about their love and all be a family and play together? 

It was a simple question from an innocent little girl who wanted Maureen to be a part of their family. So it was time, and as they lay there that day in each others arms after making love, Maureen begged Desiree to forgive her for running away. Desiree forgave her lover unconditionally and was ecstatic that Maureen had come back to her and had accepted the secret that she had shared with her. 

Understandably Maureen had been full of questions; she didn’t know where to start so Desiree made it easier for her and just started at the beginning. Here in their bed tonight Maureen asked her to tell her the story again, it never failed to bring Maureen to the peak of sexual excitement, and knowing she was so close to experiencing it herself was driving her mad. 

Desiree smiled, knowing she gained as much pleasure from reliving the experience with Maureen as her lover did when she heard it. She started the tale again, in a low soft sensuous voice, “It happened the first time I decided to talk to her about sex. I had already seen her masturbating several times over those first few months and I didn’t want her to do the things I had done, make the mistakes I had made, you understand? 

Maureen nodded as Desiree went on, “I had no one to guide me when I was her age, no one to answer my questions so I just did what I wanted to do. I did whatever felt good. I wanted Clara to know it wasn’t wrong to enjoy sex; it was okay to pleasure yourself when she felt like it. So we just sat and talked one Saturday evening after she had taken her bath and was in her pajamas’ as we sat on the sofa.”

Maureen had asked it the first night, her questions were understandable,  “Well, just how did it come to be a physical relationship? How did you decide you wanted to hold her, kiss her, and do things with her? I mean was it the fantasies you were having, those stories you were reading online? Tell me how it happened again sweetheart, tell me please.”

Desiree smiled and kissed her lover gently and sighed reliving the pleasure again and again when she shared it with Maureen, “It was all that and more I guess. She was so curious, so open and excited that we were talking about something she was doing more by instinct then anything else. She didn’t really understand it except to know it felt really good when she touched herself.”

Desiree paused at the memory of what Clara had said in reply to her question, “When I asked her why she did it she just looked at me and said very matter of fact, ‘Because it feels nice Mommy, it feels good when I rub my vagina.’ I couldn’t help but giggle when she told me because that’s almost word for word what I said to my own mother all those years ago when she first caught me in the act. But I said privates instead of vagina and got spanked good and hard because of it, I wasn’t going to do that to Clara.”

Maureen smiled, looking as if she was remembering a time when she was a little girl and told Desiree to go on. 

Desiree sighed and said, “I looked at her and I felt a mixture of excitement and fear, I felt guilty too and I was scared that if I went too far I could end up scarring her for the rest of her life, doing something everyone else would consider a crime, a sin. But we were sitting together on the sofa and I had my arm around her and she was all snuggled up close to me and……I…oh God Maureen I had this overwhelming urge to kiss her. She looked at me with her beautiful blue eyes and she smiled and said ‘I love you Mommy’, and then she kissed me. It kind of opened the floodgates I guess. I couldn’t stop kissing her Maureen, her lips were so soft, she smelled so sweet and it felt so good. She climbed into my lap facing me and we just kissed and kissed, and then I was licking her lips and she was licking mine. We giggled together cause it tickled and I hugged her so tight, I just wanted to pull her into my own body.”

Maureen was getting very warm and she leaned over and kissed Desiree, “Aaaah..…mmmm, you know what this does to me baby…this is getting me so hot, so excited, I love listening to you describe this. I….I never expected this, to feel like this about what you’re saying…..every time you tell me its like new again.”

Desiree kissed her deeply and pushed her back into the bed and lay astride her, her leg atop Maureen’s pressing her cunt into Maureen’s muscular thigh, making her nipple rub against Maureen’s. She starting a small humping motion that made her cunt start to tingle, she was already wet. She kissed her lover again and continued, softly touching Maureen’s taut naked belly as she gently thrust her hips and her own wet sex against her lover’s thigh. 

She was trailing her fingers lightly down the vee between Maureen’s legs, running her nails along the inside of Maureen’s thighs, closing in on her swollen wet sex as she went on, “We kissed like lovers baby, like you and I kiss, our tongue’s danced and we tasted each other. Her little tongue is delicious; I suckled it like I do yours, like I do to your delicious sweet clit when we make love. As we kissed I could literally feel Clara’s temperature rising, her tiny body was getting warmer by degrees as we got deeper and deeper into what was happening between us. I knew I wanted to make love to her, I just knew what I wanted and it felt so good to feel it, and I could tell Clara wanted it too.”

Maureen sighed and spread her legs wider as Desiree went on; touching her lover’s slippery flesh and making Maureen shudder as she slipped her finger into the boiling wet heat that was Maureen’s cunt.

Desiree kissed Maureen’s ear and continued in a whispery voice, “I slipped my hands under her pajama top, they were the old soft pink ones she loved to wear, they were almost threadbare, she giggled as she felt my fingers when I ran them up her sides and lifted her top up and over her head.” 

Maureen groaned as Desiree touched her clit, it felt like it was the size of a plum and it shrieked with sensation as she pictured her lover undressing Clara. Desiree licked her lovers earlobe and went on. “She got kind of quite then, I kissed her again, longer and slower and deeper than before and I felt her body temperature changing again. I kissed her beautiful neck; I was drunk on her beauty, her scent, the taste of her skin. My fingers found her tiny nipples and I touched them so lightly. She breathed in sharply as I did and then she started pressing herself down against me, pushing her baby sex down against me. I don’t even know if she knew she was doing it, but it made my cunt drip, I realized I was soaked, totally aroused by my own daughter and the thought sent shivers down my spine.”

Maureen’s breath caught in her throat as Desiree slipped a second finger inside of her, while her thumb was working slow slippery circles around her fat clit, she gasped, “What….aaahh, what did you do next, how….how did you make love to her, to your baby, your baby’s sexy little body, tell me again Dess, tell me!” 

The words surprised them both as they tumbled from Maureen’s mouth, she had never before had a sexual thought in her life about a child, but her mind was reeling, she was seeing things so differently now through the prism of her own incredible arousal. The idea of incest, of incest and pedophilia combined, seared a bright hot light onto her libido. It was such a bad word, pedophilia, it conjured images of horrible men abusing innocent children, but that wasn’t what was happening, it was just a word, and not the word to describe what Desiree and Clara shared. Her thoughts awoke something  deep inside Maureen’s belly, something about to escape for real, something that could never be put back in its box. The anticipation had been building relentlessly, soon it would erupt like a volcano. 

Desiree smiled to herself as she relived the memory with her lover, knowing firsthand what she was unleashing from Maureen, what wild and erotic feeling would result from the forbidden passion she would soon get to experience with her own senses. “I knew she wanted to learn, I knew she loved me as much as I loved her. I told her I wanted to make love to her, in my heart I wanted to make her feel all the wonderful things she had only been skirting around the edges of. I told her to take her pajama bottoms off, and her panties, when she stood up in front of me I almost cried at how innocent and beautiful she looked as she undressed. No reluctance, just an eager light in her beautiful eyes that told me she wanted to learn as much as I wanted to teach her. I slipped my own shorts and panty off and pulled the tee I had on off. And then we were naked, together in the living room, it was like a dream really, I’d swear she was surrounded by a soft light, almost a halo to my eyes.”

Desiree suddenly was hungry for Maureen’s flesh and latched onto her lovers nipple sucking it wetly and flicking it with her tongue listening to Maureen groan and then gasp, the familiar sounds of her lovers passion as she approached her orgasm. 

She whispered to her then, her breath hot in Maureen’s ear, “Oh God Maureen, I had seen her naked a thousand times before but in that instant I had never seen anything as beautiful as the naked body of my beautiful sexy child. I held out my arms and she climbed back into my lap and it felt like a current of electricity was running through our naked bodies as we touched a million different nerves all at once as our lips came together again.”

Maureen convulsed and her body bent, her orgasm took her with incredible force, shock wave after shock wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Her muscles rippled and her breasts felt so hard and sensitive as Desiree latched on to her nipple again. 

She cried out, “Desss, aaaah God Desss, its so good, always so fucking strong baby, oh Christ, Desiree what’s happening to me…..oh my God oh God Dessss, I’m cumming so fucking hard baby, aaaahh, again baby again, aaaaah God Desss, God..….” 

Desiree smiled naughtily and licked Maureen’s earlobe while her orgasm ripped through her belly and hissed, “As we kissed my little girl started to press herself against me baby, she started to hump me, it was so erotic I thought I would lose my mind. She didn’t know it but we were fucking baby, I met her thrusts Maureen, I pushed my hips up against her, fucking my little girl like she was fucking me. I could feel her heart beating as we fucked each other right there on the sofa. I laid back and pulled her down on top of me sweetheart, as we laid together on the sofa I spread my legs and held her cheeks, her sweet soft ass cheeks in my hands and pulled her into my body as I ground my cunt upwards to meet her downward thrusts. I knew she was excited, her body was so hot, her pelvis and mine were just grinding away at one another. I could hear her breathing change, I could sense her need. She wanted to cum so bad and she was getting very close, oh God Maureen so was I!”

Maureen was awash in emotion as she listened to her lover describing the first time she and her daughter had made love. She never dreamed anything so forbidden could be so incredibly arousing. She knew right then that Desiree and Clara were hers, and she wanted them to be, forever. 

She groaned, “Dess please, God please forgive me for being afraid before, it’s so intense, what I feel now, and I haven’t, I haven’t even kissed her yet, kissed her like a lover.” 

She looked deep into Desiree’s eyes, “I want to baby, I want to make love to her, to the two of you, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything as much in my life as I want to make love to her. To taste her like you have, to hold her close and kiss her sweet lips, please Dess, can I? Can I be your lover, and Clara’s too Dess?”

Desiree had tears of joy in her eyes as Maureen rolled over on top of her and she felt the delicious weight of her girlfriends body settle on hers, their breasts and hard nipples pressing against each other as their lips met, their tongues entwined. 

Desiree head was spinning, she had come to lust for the words Maureen would speak, she knew she was entering a new phase of this incestuous relationship with her daughter. It would be even more erotic, more naughty then it ever had been. She had never used bad words around her daughter when they made love, but with Maureen she wanted to introduce her to the adult language of lust, teach her to speak the words that aroused her basest instincts. 

Desiree groaned and spread her legs and felt Maureen begin to thrust against her, she slid her left leg up and out as Maureen brought her right leg forward and pulled Desiree’s leg up and over her shoulder, kissing her firm calf and licking her leg as she did. She slid her left leg over Desiree’s right and settled her swollen engorged flesh against her lovers slippery wet cunt. 

She leaned over and kissed Desiree hard, licking her neck as she hissed, “Do you fuck her like this baby, do you cunt fuck with your baby like this hmmm Dess, do you?” 

Maureen was electric; she was so excited, caught up in her lust and in her acceptance of what was happening between Desiree and her daughter. The knowledge that she would take part in their incestuous relationship and make love with a little girl was driving her to sexual heights she’d never known before. 

She stared into Desiree’s eyes, her voice thick with desire she asked, “Can I fuck her like this Dess, do you want to see me do things with her baby? Do you want to watch me make love to her, use my fingers on her Dess, touch her, play with her? Like you do, do you want me to kiss her pussy baby, suck her hard little clit Dess, do the same things to her I do to you?”

Desiree was awash in a sea her own sexual fire as she listened to her lovers words, they burned in her ears and they made her belly into a pool of molten lava. She saw the two of them in her mind, Clara and Maureen together in their bed, making love, Clara’s little tongue swirling around and around Maureen’s fat hard clitoris. 

She groaned her response, “Yessss, oh God yes baby I do, I wanted it for so long, I wanted to share her with you, to share our love with you baby. God how I want to see you touch her, I want to watch, I want to sit by the bed and watch you make love to her! I want to see you finger her like I do, to watch your face as you lick her delicious juice from your fingers when you do. I want see you lick and kiss her sweet little pussy like I do. Uuunnnggg God baby, I’m getting close Maureen….I want, aaaaahh I want to see you fuck her baby, just like this, oooohhhh fuck baby…..you’re going to make me cum…! Jesus I’m cumming baby, harder, harder lover, aaaahhh yesssss!”

Desiree’s mind exploded in a thousand different colors as visions of the three of them entwined and naked on her bed flashed through her brain. Aaaahhh God she was cumming so long, so fucking hard! Maureen was there with her, again the shock wave rolled over her as she thrust herself against her lover again and again, “Jesus, Jesus Dess, aaaahhh fuck, I’m cumming again, ooohhh baby again!” 

She gasped out the words and collapsed upon her lover, the two of them breathing hard, holding each other tight, their bodies as one twisted tightly together in a sheen of sweat and lust. 

Maureen moaned and whispered, “Oh God Desiree, God I never imagined it could feel like this, I never felt it like this before. I want to be a part of you and Clara baby, I want to share what we have with her, I want you and Clara to love me so much, I want it to be the three of us.”

Desiree groaned in happiness, she didn’t think she could ever feel as content as she did just then. As happy as she felt she knew it was only the beginning, only the start of what she dreamed would be a lifetime of love she and Clara would share with Maureen. 

Her hands travelled all over her lovers body, she kissed her lips softly as she caressed her hard tummy and nuzzled her ear with soft kisses and little licks. “She’s out of school for spring break this week baby. Tomorrow we can spend the day together and then come home, we’ll bring her to bed with us tomorrow night. She knows we’ve been discussing this. She’s dying to be with you Maureen. Do you want to be her Mommy baby; do you want to love her like I do? Will you love her forever baby, forever like I will?”

Maureen took Desiree’s chin in her hands and looked deep into her eyes, she could see the love shining there and could only know she reflected it back to her lover, “Yes, God yes Dess, I do I want to very much, I can be her mommy too, I want to love her like you do, and yes, I’ll love her forever baby, we both will.”

They held each other a long time, slowly falling together into the twilight that came just before sleep would carry them away to their dreams. Only tonight their dreams would become one, their lives would meld together as they never had before. And tomorrow, it would start anew, for all three of them.


