Ann continued to brush her daughter's pubic hair and cunt tenderly with the damp cloth, drying the blonde curls, fluffing them, moving down one soft inner thigh and up the other. Intense stabs of desire radiated through Ann, and in half-revulsion, half-captivation, she took the cloth back to the moon-shaped buttocks and the barely mature long pink valley of her young daughter's cunt, and unable to resist, she began once more to stroke Lani's pubic hair and vaginal lips.
The girl shuddered and gasped for air, her pulsating legs spread still wider for her mother to touch, one leg bent in the air as Lani turned and arched her loins forward, as if she was enjoying the lewd contact. Ann could see the hairless, puckered mouth of her anal opening now, and shuddered reflexively. Something perverted, something more wrong and more degenerate than the acts she'd allowed to be done to her body before was beginning to take form in her belly… She was becoming excited by her own daughter! She was actually attracted to the dainty pink flesh and nestling clitoris which had suddenly begun to become erect in the sweetly trembling folds!
Lani had always considered oral love between women as incredibly abhorrent, and had turned it down the few times she had been propositioned. But now, as inexorably passionate fingers touched her inflamed pubic lips and hair, and parted the soft, moist crevice to gently stroke the open slit up between her legs, the young teenager undulated her hips slightly and felt her pussy secrete more juices of desire. She gazed sideways wide eyed at her mother's vagina beside her, at her enticing pink flesh and the honeydewed, sparkling droplets which Ann was unaware of having formed uncontrollably on her own soft skin. Lani breathed in the musky, female scent, quivered as she fought for control, and then unable to, reached out with one tentative, trembling finger and brushed it over the lower belly and inner thighs, circling the coral edges of her own mother's cunt. Her skin was so soft, so warm and satiny… so good to touch…
"Lani!" her mother gasped with a groan. "What… what are you doing?" She jerked, her body convulsing from the lancing touch. It was undeniably pleasurable, and an electric shock rippled through her from her child's softer, lighter feel… She looked with agony at the sensitive pink flesh before her own burning eyes, at the golden triangle of her child's pubic curls and taut ruby lips and the way that even more of the delectable young cunt was flowering open as Lani widened her legs still more. The mother trembled and moaned from the salacious and unwelcome passions convulsing her belly and loins, for her daughter was still moving her fingers around her pussy, stroking like feathers, and Ann was unable to stop from arching her buttocks and letting one leg slowly rise and bend in response.
She fought it with all her might. "Stop, Lani… stop before it's too late… Ohh, Lani, Lani… enough, enough, no more!" she begged weakly, wretchedly aware that she couldn't stop the mounting sensuality which had overtaken them. But her pleas died in a strangled mixture of sob and sigh and her body pulsed as her mind cried out in fevered rejection.
Lani was beside herself now, and she extended her middle finger and ran it along the partially open slit of her mother's heated pussy, up and down, entranced by the way it slowly parted and made a slight sucking motion for more. She located the hard nub of her clitoris and tweaked it, rubbing it around and sliding her other fingers in the moistly throbbing mouth of her cunt, her mind a revolving whirlwind of dreams and passions, as if she was fingering herself.
Ann rolled her head from side to side, and in a futile gesture of anguish, mewled: "Oh God, Lani, you've got to stop! This is wrong!"
"Is it, Mother? Why? We love each other, don't we?"
"Yes, but…"
"If we love each other, and we want each other, then that's when we should enjoy sex… It must be that way…"
"No, but we're…" She shuddered, choking, for Lani had slid her middle finger up inside her throbbing cunt and was teasingly massaging it around and around.
"Love me, Mother," Lani breathed urgently. "Take me in your arms and love me, for I'd rather be loved by you than by all the men who have loved me before…"
A tortured gasp erupted from the mother's throat, and unable to control herself any longer, she dipped her head forward and her hot breath blew searing flame into the open, pink well of her daughter's vagina, and her tongue snaked out and made tingling contact with the girl's desire moistened cunt, and she heard her daughter gasp and shiver and cry for more… more!
Ann kept telling herself that this was the most horrid of all perversions, and shame made her tighten her vagina against the invading fingers of Lani's wildly churning hand, but that only caused further lascivious delights to ravage her loins. Unable to control her inner desires – for Ann wanted to love her daughter, and sex was a part of loving – she lashed out with her moist tongue and licked and kissed Lani everywhere – and Lani in turn parted her thighs and drew her one leg higher and outward so that her mother could have greater access to the seething secret flesh up between her thighs.
Her fingers still madly worming around, the young daughter let all thoughts of right and wrong, immorality or depravity sweep away as she clutched the excitedly quivering buttocks of her young mother with almost inhuman strength with her hand and tangled her lips and mouth in the curls of her pubic hair. She licked hot molten paths all the way along the cuntal lips, right down to her mother's tiny puckered anus, then back up again, to where she nipped the quivering clitoris with her sharp, white teeth, smelled the beautiful bouquet of female aroma coming from her mother's heated loins, her own pussy aching with twin devils of mouthings and the excitement of her oft-repressed, secretly desired longings.
"Ohhhhh," Ann moaned in a muffled voice. "Ohhhhhh." Ripples of vain resistance at what they were doing coursed through her, but all was overridden by the deep inundation of sensuality and passion. I can't do it to Lani… not my own daughter… Her head oscillated slavishly as she abandoned herself to lesbianism, to incestual lesbianism. Her body heaved and pumped against her teenage daughter's mouth, her thighs widening as she drew Lani's wetly glistening cunt closer into her face. Her mind swirled in the ambivalence of wanting and yet not wanting this lewd, incestuous carnality to stop.
What's possessed me… possessed us both? Her confused, sex-starved mind queried. I'm on fire… ohhh, this is wrong… oohhhh… but good… The forces exerted on her flesh and her mind were too overwhelming to allow her to answer her own questions. After all the pain and suffering she had gone through, starting with the insidious buildup of years of frustrated neglect, and culminating in the shame and despair of that day. Her brain was more than willing to simply give up and allow passion and delight and total abandonment to her private desires dominate her actions.
Ann's head moved her mouth along her daughter's smooth, passion moist slit, orally fucking Lani harder and faster, sliding her hot, wet tongue far along the child's throbbing, hair fringed cunt and reveling in the unintelligible whimperings Lani made as she in turn swirled and flicked her lips and tongue around her mother's velvet soft folds of pulsatingly moist pussy flesh. She brought her hands around Lani's hips, pushing her thighs up until the youngster's saliva-drenched vagina was pressed tight and draped around her wetly slavering cheeks, and Ann spread her legs wide so that her daughter could cup her soft, white buttocks and thrust her young pink mouth deep, deep into the searing liquid depths of her open loins…
Neither of the two women undulating on the bed heard the soft, surreptitious entrance of the two shadowed figures who slipped quietly into the dim room. The two stood transfixed in utter, obscene awe at the lascivious sight before them.
Moses sucked in his breath. "Jeezus! You said that they'd both be here when you saw the lights, Bob, but I never…"