As she became accustomed to Sandra's touch, Lucy moved again, slightly, to get a closer look at what her daughter was doing with her mouth and tongue – only to see Robyn's lips wrapped around Sandra's clitoris, with Sandra's vaginal lips pursing in time with what Robyn was doing. The sight excited her tremendously, and without thinking, she slid her hand forward to slide a finger through Sandra's slit, both feeling the delicacy of the extended lips, and collecting a sample of Sandra's inner fluids. She put her thumb to her finger, feeling how light and oily Sandra's secretions were, then put her fingers to her nose, sampling the aroma. She found it to be much like her own, but different, too – lighter, somehow, and more delicate. Again, without thought, she put her fingers in her mouth, only realizing what she'd done when her taste buds informed her of Sandra's spicy/sweet flavor. Deliberately, she repeated her actions, even going so far as to actually FEEL Sandra's inner lips, and how thin they were, before collecting a goodly sample of the juices she sought. She again smelled them, only briefly, verifying how much the scent appealed to her, before putting her fingers in her mouth again to determine if she really liked the taste.
She did.
She liked it a lot.
That settled, and her mind finally at ease with the idea of actually having sex with another woman, Lucy didn't hesitate any longer to ease her way toward Sandra's pelvis, pausing along the way to sample Robyn's breast – and finding herself both pleased, and proud, of it's size and firmness. She continued licking and sucking Robyn's breast for a couple of minutes before remembering her initial goal – finally releasing Robyn's nipple from between her lips, she lowered her head next to Robyn's and whispered "Can I?"
Robyn turned to her and smiled, whispering back "Sure! You'll like it!" – to which Lucy simply replied, "I know."
When Robyn had raised her body enough, Lucy moved in the last couple of inches, and extended her tongue, drawing it up between Sandra's slickness before letting it draw several circles around Sandra's now erect clitoris. Sandra moaned in response, and that was the last encouragement Lucy needed: she quickly fastened her lips on Sandra's opening, and began licking and sucking on Sandra's labia and opening in a soft, rhythmic pattern, pausing every so often to form a rod with her tongue that she used to penetrate Sandra's opening as far as she could, getting an assortment of moans and gasps in reward.
Even as Lucy decided to shift her focus from Sandra's vaginal opening to her clitoris, she felt the hand leave her crotch – only to be replaced a few seconds later by a*very* talented mouth and lips: in just a few seconds, the attentions she was received were making her hotter and hotter, well on her way toward an orgasm. She tried to push her release away, so that she could continue to sample Sandra's delights. But then she had a realization: she was still at Sandra's crotch, and that Sandra hadn't moved. Sandra wasn't in any position to do anything but touch her – which meant that the one bringing her such pleasure could only be… her own daughter! The thought of that, coupled with the stimulation she was receiving, was more than enough to push her into an orgasm – even as her pelvis moved in time with her release, Robyn's lips stayed glued to her sex, softly sucking what must have been a flood of juices as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
With the passing of her orgasm, Lucy was able to again focus on the object of her desire – and quickly resumed her attentions to Sandra's womanhood. She felt a stirring on the bed, and glanced up to see that Robyn – face glistening with HER juices! – had moved over Sandra's mouth. She could see the edges of Robyn's lips where Sandra's tongue moved between them; and Robyn's erect clitoris was clearly visible behind the cloud of her pubic hair. The sight and thought of it only aroused Lucy again, and prompted her to redouble her efforts to bring Sandra to climax. She quickly took Sandra's clitoris into her mouth, and began a soft, steady sucking on it while she fluttered her tongue across its sensitive surface; Sandra's response was a deep, passionate moan into Robyn's crotch, along with an arching of her back to try and get even more stimulation on her clitoris.
Lucy stayed with her, though, continuing her activities, bringing Sandra closer and closer to the edge. Then, when she felt that Sandra was about to fall into the abyss, she slowed her actions, then stopped them, so she could again sample Sandra's female nectar.
Sandra gave a small groan of disappointment before taking her frustration out first on Robyn's labia and vaginal opening, then when she'd calmed down a bit, Robyn's clitoris. It wasn't but a couple of minutes before Sandra had managed to bring Robyn to the very edge of climax; she held Robyn there for several long seconds, then bit – *ever* so softly – Robyn's clitoris, driving Robyn well and truly over the edge, all but screaming her pleasure.
Lucy heard Robyn's voice, and knew what had happened – that thought, too, aroused her, and she decided that Sandra was to receive as good as she'd given. Lucy again took Sandra' clit between her lips, and began a firm, gentle circling of it as she applied a soft suction to it, as well. As she felt Sandra again approach orgasm, she slowed, but didn't stop, her actions; using the reduced speed to greatly intensify Sandra's pleasure, and the power of her orgasm when it happened. Which was about another fifteen seconds – Lucy looked over Sandra's belly, and between her breasts, to see that Sandra was completely frozen in a silent scream of release; that was followed by a deep gasping breath before the next wave took her over. Another gasp, another spasm. One last gasp, and Sandra was finally able to loose a deep groan of satisfaction and pleasure as Lucy moved her mouth down to collect the remaining nectar from the flower of Sandra's womanhood. Lucy smiled to herself as she remembered a bumper sticker she'd seen once: "Be healthy – eat your honey". It had a whole new meaning to her, now.
When Sandra had gotten her breath back, Lucy released the hold she had on Sandra's thighs, and moved to lay on her back, her head on a pillow. The girls quickly moved up to lay next to her. She turned to kiss each of them in turn, and smelled her own scent on Robyn's face, and Robyn's on Sandra – and when two youngsters raised up to give each other a kiss, she knew that Sandra could smell HER on Robyn.
When the girls lay down again, she put her arms around them; they quickly moved her hands so that each cupped one of the girls' breasts. A slight pressure on her hands was all she needed to know that they were encouraging her to touch and feel them – even as they were each reaching a hand out to do the same with one of her breasts. She was fascinated at how similar, yet different the two sets of breasts were – Robyn's, slightly smaller, but very firm, and with distinct areolas and nipples; and Sandra's, a bit larger, more cushiony than firm, with (by touch) barely detectable areolas, and smaller, harder nipples. Both sets were smooth and clear of blemish or disfiguration. She could only wonder at what they thought of hers – not knowing that both girls, unknowingly, shared the same delight in her different texture, and awe at her larger size.
They lay there for several minutes before Sandra looked up at Lucy to say "I think you did pretty good – for a beginner!" teasing her.
Robyn spoke up then, adding, "Yeah, I'll bet she'd do real good, with some more practice!"
Lucy laughed a bit, before telling Robyn "You really surprised the hell out of me, when you, uh…"
"Used my mouth on you?"
"Well, yeah."
Sandra said, "Um, Lucy, it's okay. She's done it to me, I've done it to her, and YOU'VE done it to ME. It's no big deal, except that it feels good – and Robyn and I*like* doing it. You did, too, judging from how you made ME feel. So there's no reason to be embarrassed or anything, okay?"