The Stimulus Plan Slut Ch. 06

"Oh my god, Mom!" moaned Tara, breaking our kiss as my fingers teased and plucked at her swollen nipples while I slowly ran my tongue down her neck and over her breasts until I could cover one aureole with my mouth. Stiffening my tongue, I flicked it over her engorged nipple again and again, making her quiver with excitement.

I felt my daughter's hands fumble with the ties to my halter, which in her excitement proved more difficult to undo. The crowd tittered as she first muttered, "Well, shit!" and then in triumph, "Yes!" as she finally was able to yank down the front of my dress and free my heavier, meatier tits.

It was my turn to moan as I felt my daughter's hands cup and fondle my breasts, testing their heft before fingers slid over them, fingers plucking at my nipples, pulling them outward and then upward, lifting my meaty tits up as she pinched them until I had to release her nipple to cry out with both pain and pleasure. I lifted my head up until I could look into Tara's eyes, seeing aroused wonder there as she hissed, "My turn!"

Tara ducked her head and I felt my daughter's lips tighten around my nipple for the first time in nearly two decades. Memories of my sweet first-born nursing collided with my incestuous desires for the young woman she'd grown up to be and my knees nearly buckled as the feel of her tongue rolling over my blood gorged nipple and the sweet sting of her nipping teeth triggered an unanticipated orgasm in me. "Oh yes, baby," I cried out, oblivious to my ringing voice echoing throughout the large room.

I yelped from sudden pain and pleasure as she was startled and bit down harder as I ejaculated pussy juice in my arousal, splattering my hot creams against her thighs while some in our audience clapped appreciatively. I rode my orgasmic bliss out as Tara moved to my other nipple, her tongue rolling over my chest, slipping into the hollow between my heaving breasts before fastening tightly around my unattended nipple while her fingers pinched at the slippery nub she'd abandoned, now slick with her saliva.

I ran my fingers over her pinned up hair, dislodging some of her sandy-gold tresses before cupping her cheeks and raising her face to mine again because I could not stand not kissing her any longer. Tara murmured approval against my lips as our tongues danced and bobbed about, slithering together in a revel of naughty celebration. At some point along our passionate kiss, we managed to let our dresses slither down to pool at our feet, generating more approving murmurs from our audience.

My hands went to her shoulders and then slid down her arms onto her thighs before my left hand slid behind her to stroke and cup her tight, muscled butt cheek while my left hand glided around to her flat belly and then slowly moved downward to palm her wet, blooming labia -- her spreading lips smooth and clean.

As I slid two fingers between her pussy lips and slipped into her hot, wet vagina, my daughter threw her head back, lips curled in a sexy sneer as she sighed, "Ohhhh, Mom!" while I kissed her neck and nuzzled her soft skin there. Before I could slip deep inside her, I reached a barrier and realized with a bit of wonder that Tara was indeed a virgin. I resisted the urge to pierce her cherry, aching to complete her transition to womanhood, but I was a sluttish whore who understood my orders and as much as I ached to claim my daughter's maidenhood, I knew that that privilege would go to another.

I swirled my fingers about, being careful of Tara's hymen and brought my thumb into play, rubbing it through the crinkled folds of her cunt to expose her swollen clitoris, already emerging from its hood. Tara sobbed with pleasure and it was her turn to go weak in the knees as I teased her clit, glancing down to see with some surprise, that here, we were not more or less identical. Her clitoris, aroused was not nearly as full bodied as mine, but was much longer -- extending out much more like a tiny penis. As I felt her caressing fingers dig into my skin as her pleasure escalated.

I slowly turned her around until she was pressing her backside to me, my mouth nibbling on the nape of her neck while my left hand snaked around to fondle and tease her breast. I brought my glistening fingers of my right hand to my lips while the crowd murmured in approval, a communal sigh going up as I licked my daughter's pussy juices from my digits. I then slid my hand down the crack of her ass and then under, again finding her pussy, fingering her now with four squirming fingers while my middle finger sought out her swollen and erect clitoris and again began to pleasure her.

"Come for Momma," I hissed into her ear, swirling my tongue around the delicately shaped rim and sucking on her earlobe. As I fondled and pleasured my daughter, I began to maneuver us forward towards the bed and when her knees struck the edge of the circular mattress, I guided her up and onto the bed, placing her on all fours.

I used my fingers teasing her pussy to get her to raise her ass up -- her taut cheeks quivering with excitement and her vulva swollen and aroused, her juices pouring forth around my probing hand. "Mom...Mom...Momma..." she gasped and moaned, aroused, I suspected as much from the knowledge that it was her mother touching her in such a lewd and exciting manner, as it was from my knowledgeable actions.

Then Tara let out a scream that was part pure ecstasy and part shock as I suddenly bent over and mashed my face into my daughter's dripping wet cunt, my own moans of excitement muffled as I pressed my mouth into her hot, quivering flesh, feeling her juices coating my face and tasting so delicious as I speared my tongue inside her.

My hands slipped around her midsection, helping her to stay up as pleasure turned her arms and legs to rubber, her orgasm raging as her mother licked her pussy for the first time. I was vaguely aware that the crowd around us was applauding as I ran my tongue up and down her sopping wet folds of cunt flesh while I again brought fingers into play, fluttering them across her throbbing clitoris.

Tara moaned and clawed as I relentlessly assaulted her young pussy with my tongue, moving further towards the center of the bed with me crawling after her, never ceasing my hungry gobbling of her sweet, succulent cunt, loving her fresh, strong flavor and recognizing it as similar to my own, yet totally and distinctively Tara's. Little orgasms shot through me as I fell in love with the taste of my daughter, a little part of my mind wondering how I had ever survived without her unique and yet so familiar ambrosia.

Just as I gently wrapped my lips around her clitoris, I sensed the bed begin to move and so it was that as I reduced my daughter to a near mindless, screaming slut lost in a tremendous orgasm, we rotated in a slow, circular path so that all of the Superior Club was able to appreciate the erotic view of my daughter, her back arched in absolute carnal delight, head thrown back with her mouth gaping open in thoughtless pleasure while her firm breasts swayed back and forth while her mother sucked and licked her young pussy.

A sudden geyser of pussy juice sprayed my face and I had to pause for a second to not choke on her sweet cum and somehow my Tara managed to spin around and in a sexual frenzy take me down, straddling my body as she presses her lips to mine, tasting and smearing her creamy juices around my mouth as our tongues dueled. With an expression of maddened passion on her face, my daughter slithered down my body, kissing and biting my breasts, tonguing my bellybutton as she sobbed, "I love you, Mommy," before she dove between my thighs, her mouth and nose delving into my swollen and aroused cunt.

With eager, amateurish gusto, my daughter began licking my pussy, her tongue flattened and wide, slithering over the sensitive folds of my sex, making me croon happily -- my toes curling into the silky sheets as Tara loved me orally for the first time. I was dizzy from the intensity of my orgasmic joy, the world swirling around me haphazardly as if I were drunk on our incestuous love. I could barely focus, but somehow -- for a brief moment, my eyes came to rest on Jane and Louis Stockman, both staring avidly at us. For a second, I thought I saw a spark of kindred recognition in the eyes of both father and daughter -- our incestuous lusts creating a bond between parent and child that only others so blessed could understand.

I clawed my daughter's head, wrecking her hair that had been pinned up so beautifully, urging her to delve deeper and faster into my cunt, moaning and writhing as she learned on the job how to pleasure a woman...learning to eat pussy between the thighs of her mother. My orgasms were fueled to new heights as it hit me again and again that this was my daughter's tongue sliding between my swollen lips...that it was her lips that nibbled and bit -- sometimes painfully in her eagerness -- at my swollen clitoris...that it was my daughter who was lapping up my cunt creams as she made me cum and cum again.

Then in the midst of licking me, Tara remembered she had fingers she could use too and as her tongue scoured over my clit, I cried out as two fingers slipped deep inside me, fluttering around and touching me in all the right ways. My daughter used a woman's knowledge to finger me, adding a third finger as she rotated them around, making me throw my hips up off the bed, seeking them to delve deeper inside me. I screamed in the glory of orgasm as she probed for my sweet spots -- those G-spots that had me spraying her face with pussy juice as she touched them just so...

I heard someone cry out, "Fist her...fistfuck your mother!" and I glanced down at Tara to see if she had heard their calls. My daughter's face had risen from my rolling mound, her face dripping with cunt cream, processing the words she had heard and I saw understanding grow in her eyes. "Mom?" she gasped, her eyes asking the unspoken question.

"Fuck yes, baby!" I wheezed. "Fuckfist me, Tara! Fist me and make me cum!" I bucked my mound up at her, offering myself to her, wanting my daughter to fuck me and make me cum...to scream like the whorish slut I was.

Tara responded by snapping at my pussy with her mouth, her mouth opened wide as her tongue lashed out at me again and again as she returned her fingers to my cunt, sliding first three and then four fingers inside my sugar walls. She looked up over my trimmed bush and saw me nodding, urging her to continue. My daughter slid her fingers back out and then with her hand slightly curled, I felt her slip her entire hand inside me, making me feel so full and complete.

Amidst cheering applause, I heard a woman call out, "Now fist that kinky bitch! Fuck the shit out of your mommy!" Tara's eyes stayed glued to mine even as her tongue swirled over my clitoris, my daughter made a fist inside me, making me scream with pleasure and then without any gradual buildup, she began to fuck me with her hand...her fist all balled up...feeling so huge inside me.

My orgasm went off the charts as I tried in vain to thrust back against her hand, knowing she was inside me past the wrist, rotating her hand as she rammed it back and forth inside me. Tara never took her eyes off me even as she fisted me and licked my sodden flesh, torturing my clitoris in such sweet ways as could barely be withstood.

My body was afire with the flames of carnal ecstasy, contorting lewdly as my daughter fucked me with her hand, pausing only to waggle her fingers inside me before making a fist and resuming her assault on my womb. My hand clawed at the sheets and at my rolling breasts, trying to pinch my nipples to increase the unbelievable passion welling up from between my legs, but so intense was the incestuous pleasure coursing through me, I could barely get my hands and finger to do what I commanded them to do!1 My heart pounded in my chest, feeling as if it was about to explode and take me that last sweet step to a heaven of sexual pleasure.

The world misted out for a while...it might have been just a few minutes or it might have been hours, but I came back to myself just as my daughter unfurled her fingers inside me and slowly slipped out of me...my still clenching cunt muscles making it a somewhat painful yet pleasurable experience and I cried out one more time, a little surprised to hear how hoarse my voice sounded...screams of ecstasy can wear one out.

Tara took one last long loving lick of my pussy with her tongue, scraping it over my flesh like silk sandpaper...slightly rough and oh, so sweet, making me cry out again as tremors of pleasure rippled over me. Grinning, my daughter held up her hand, thickly coated with my cunt cream, for everyone to see. Then, with a lewd grin, she began licking my juices off. "I love how you taste, Mom!" she declared, hidden mikes causing her voice, full of passion and love, to echo around the room.

She looked so naughty and yet so innocent as she cleaned her hand, slurping up my fluids like she was eating a drippy ice cream cone. My body trembled and shook with the aftershocks of orgasm, fueled to greater intensity by my daughter's lurid behavior. I felt weak as a kitten, but I hungered for more...more loving from Tara and more of her sweet tasting pussy. Between heaving gasps for air, I rasped out, "Love...you...baby! Sixty...nine...Mom...now!"

Tara's eyes grew wide, nearly as wide as her grin as I raised my arms and beckoned to her. In an awkward scramble of limbs, she crawled up alongside me and spun around, throwing her leg across my chest and having straddled me, scooted back and allowed her wet pussy to hover over my face. I could smell her arousal -- strong and thick, her cunt, drops of her pussy juice falling and splattering on my face. Her slick, bald flesh seemed to quiver with anticipation.

Teasing, I gently blew on her labia and was rewarded by a sob and then a gush of her cunt juices spraying my face, the sweet cream covering me from head to chin. I laughed and licked my lips, adoring her taste and then I reached up and digging my fingernails into her thighs, pulled her down onto my open mouth. Noisily, I began licking my daughter's pussy, slurping and swallowing what seemed to be a massive flow of her creams.

Muffled by her toned cheeks above my ears, I could hear Tara moaning with pleasure, her lower body shimmying from the sweet torture my tongue and lips inflicted on her pussy. I felt her body shift, her firm breasts on my stomach and then her mouth was again on my sex, her tongue delving between my swollen labia, spearing deep into my cunt before journeying back to my turgid clitoris which she seemed to have learned quickly how to suck with just the right amount of pressure to make me nearly insane with pleasure.

Orgasms became a way of life...not the peak of a rollercoaster ride that was our lovemaking. I seemed to writhe and roll around on that bed in a constant state of sexual nirvana, cumming and cumming again and again. Sometimes I was on top, sometimes Tara was. Her mouth and tongue never ceased to seek out ways to pleasure me. I resisted using my fingers, relying on my tongue alone, knowing that if I lost control, I would tear her cherry apart.

I did surprise her at the height of our sapphic lovemaking when as she was nearly comatose from an particular intense part of her ongoing orgasm, I slithered my middle finger across her wet flesh, making it slick with her juices and then shocked her by suddenly pressing it into her asshole, sinking into her hot backdoor to the second knuckle before her sphincter could slam shut.

Tara raised her pussy juice smeared face from my cunt and let out a surprised scream that rose even higher as her asshole began to spasm around my invading finger, doubling the intensity of her orgasm and making her squirm atop me helplessly as she gushed pussy cream all over my face.

She tumbled off of me, my finger still inserted in her tight butthole, quivering in a helpless, curled up ball as her orgasm peaked and slowly faded until finally, minutes later, her sphincter relaxed enough to release my finger. Tears poured down her face, leaving odd tracks through the coating of my pussy juices that covered her from her hair to her chin. "You...don't f-fight fair, Mom," she sobbed as she uncurled from her fetal position and struggled to crawl into my arms. ""That was...omigod, fantastic, Mom!"

"You too, baby girl," I whimpered, my tears joining hers as we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed. We kissed for the next several minutes, scarcely aware of the applause coming from all around us as our tongues danced inside each other's mouth, pausing only to lick at each other's face, tasting ourselves and then sharing it with each other.

When we finally stopped and looked around, the entire room was on its feet -- all the members clapping and some in various states of undress...apparently motivated by our performance. Jane Stockman stood next to her father -- a small trickle of white cream on her chin and her dignified father's semi-erect penis still hanging out of his pants.. Father Thomas's sister, Mary Margaret was still on her knees, sucking our priest's -- her brother's cock.

Licking my lips, still tasting my daughter, her scent thick on me, I said, "I think you're a hit, Tara."

Tara stared wide-eyed with wonder at the clapping crowd and giggled, "I think we're a hit, Mom...the nastiest, sluttiest mother and daughter whores in the world! "What's next?"

Before I could reply, a voice boomed over loudspeakers, "THERE YOU HAVE IT...A FIRST AT THE SUPERIOR CLUB -- A MOTHER AND DAUGHTER MAKING LOVE TO EACH OTHER FOR THE FIRST TIME. NOW, AS ADVERTISED, TARA HAMMONDS IS STILL A VIRGIN, UNTOUCHED BY ANY EXCEPT HER MOTHER SONYA. TONIGHT, FOR CHARITY, TARA OFFERS HER VIRGINITY TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER. TONIGHT, YOU BID FOR AN EVENING WITH A VIRGIN AND HER MOTHER, BOTH YOURS TO DO WITH WHAT YOU WILL.

"LET US BE GENEROUS BOTH WITH OUR PURSES AND OUR LUST. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, LET THE BIDDING BEGIN!"

I smiled at my daughter, knowing that we both had our answer.

To be continued...