Then, with a sob, Linda pulled her finger from the clinging pussy and pressed her lips to it. The silky pubic hair tickled her nose and cheeks, and the moistness seemed to sear her lips. She pursed her lips and kissed Tami's cunt. She started to pull away, but again something seemed to snap in her mind. Her lips opened of their own accord, and Linda found them sucking at her daughter's inflamed clit.
"Ahhhh… oooooo, Mother!" Tami mewled softly, drawing her mother's face tightly into her steaming snatch. "Oh, golly, yes! Do that to me, Mother. Mmmmm, I like it… love that! Oooooo!"
She lifted her legs and draped them over her mother's shoulders, closing her hot little thighs against Linda's cheeks. She locked her heels about her mother's back, writhing her naked bottom on the toilet. Her pussy twitched excitedly as her mother's lips drew upon her clit, and the tongue flicked the sensitive tip.
Closing her eyes, Linda lapped at the seeping pussy of her daughter, thrilled and horrified at the same time. She chewed delicately at the explosive tip, then licked the flat surface of her tongue up and down, her mouth wide. She gripped Tami's shaking hips as she kissed, sucked and licked. Her own body was shaking, but her cunt was boiling in a way it never had before. Her nipples had become painfully swollen, and felt as though they would bunt. Even her buttocks seemed swollen as she flexed them.
Tami whimpered with the ecstasy that filled her small body. The suction her mother applied to her clit was greater than anything she had felt. It was better, even, than David or her brother fucking her, she thought. She held the back of her mother's head still, moaning in pleasure.
Linda wiggled her tongue past the wet lips of her daughter's cunt, and thrust it in and out, stabbing at the steaming hole. As she tongued, she alternated the strokes with a lick up over the swollen clitoris, sending Tami into tremors of ecstasy. Her mind was blank to everything, except what she was doing. She did not feel remorse, shame, nor guilt. All she felt at this moment was pleasure, boiling hot erotic pleasure. Her tongue began to lick faster, harder, and she moaned softly. Her own pulses were racing wildly throughout her body, her mind reeling. Her fingers dug harshly into the soft hips of Tami as she sucked and stabbed and licked.
"Ooooo, Mother!" Tami gurgled as her mother licked harder and faster, her small feet banging at Linda's back. "Ahhhhhh… Mother! Golly… golly! Ohhhh, that's good! So good! Harder, Mother… harder!"
She wiggled her naked ass on the toilet, writhing her pussy into her mother's devouring lips and stabbing tongue. Linda detected the shivers that indicated her daughter was on the verge of orgasm, and she licked furiously, wanting Tami to come, to come by the efforts she applied.
"Ooooo-ohhhh!" Tami mewled, her head thrown back and eyes closed. She bit at her bottom lip as the rumbling sensation started in her stomach. "I'm about… about to… come!"
Linda lashed in a fury, her tongue going everywhere. She gripped Tami's hips, pulling the sweet twat tighter yet into her mouth, sucking almost brutally upon the pulsing clitoris. Tami shook more violently, squeals bubbling from her clenched mouth.
"Ohhhhh, yes! There! I'm coming, Mother! Oooooo… I'm coming! Ohhhhh… ahhhhh, yes, yes, yes!"
Linda's tongue was deep inside Tami's cunt when her daughter convulsed. She could feel the tight contractions about her tongue, and the thighs against her checks seemed to grow hotter, burning her flesh. She lapped at Tami's cunt until the shaking stopped, then sat back, her eyes filled with tern as she looked up at her daughter.
Tami was slumped on the toilet, her legs wide apart, hands hanging at her sides. Her delightful breasts heaved up and down as she gasped softly. Being gentle, she traced a finger up and down the wet pussy, then got to her feet. She looked down at her exhausted daughter for a long time, then turned and left the bathroom, without speaking.
In her room, Linda sat on her bed, her hands folded in her lap, thinking about what she had just done. Her face was still moist, and she ran her tongue over her lips, tasting the lingering flavor of her daughter. Something was happening to her, and Linda was afraid. She did not understand her actions, did not understand what had compelled her to suck Tami's cunt. David she could understand; he was a boy at least. But Linda had never experienced the desire to lick a cunt before.
A slight noise made her lift her head. She caught a brief glimpse of Tami in the hallway. Getting to her feet, she peered out. She saw Tami at the end of the hall, her naked bottom gleaming prettily. Linda ducked back just as she saw Greg join his sister. She saw them, hand-in-hand, going toward his room.
Linda knew that Tami would tell her brother what she had done. She felt a mixture of ecstasy and horror. What would her son think of her, she wondered. Seeing her suck David's cock was one thing, but to know that his mother had licked a pussy was something else.
Worried, she sprawled out on her bed, her head cupped in her arms, thinking, waiting, anticipating.
CHAPTER SIX
It was dark when Linda opened her eyes. She had dozed without realizing it. Sitting up in bed, she looked at the clock. It was slightly after nine. She had slept through dinner.
Lowering her feet to the floor, she went out into the living room. Greg and his sister were there, and Linda saw that Tami had dressed in a pair of tight shorts and a small halter. They were on the floor, chins cupped in hands, watching a summer re-run on television. Linda stood and looked at her children for a moment. Tami's bottom swelled so sweetly inside those tight shorts, the bottom curve of each cheek tantalizingly exposed.
"Have you two had dinner?" she asked, struggling to control the quiver in her voice.
They turned and looked at her. Tami smiled cutely, and Linda noticed the way her son looked at her. Maybe it was only her imagination, but she thought his eyes started at her knees, gazed up her creamy thighs to her breasts, then dropped to gaze meaningfully at her crotch.
"We've already ate," Tami said, rolling onto her back, her hands behind her head.
Greg still watched his mother, and Linda detected interest in his eyes now. It was obvious to her that Tami had told him what she had done earlier. For a moment, Linda felt a flush creeping over her cheeks, and she twisted her hands nervously. Tami opened her thighs, then closed them slowly, and again opened them, smiling at her mother.
Linda saw a few curly hairs sticking from the legs of her shorts, and then Tami lifted her hips slightly. Linda turned and went to the kitchen. She prepared herself a sandwich, and sat at the breakfast nook and ate it slowly.
Tami slipped in quietly and scooted in next to her. "You act differently, Mother," she said. "Are you… ashamed?"
"Oh, God, Tami…" Linda moaned. "I should never have done such a thing! It was horrible! Oh, how you must hate me!"
"Hate you?" Tami asked. "But, Mother, how can I hate you? You made me feel so good! Mmmmm, I can still feel your mouth on me."
Linda looked at her smiling daughter. She saw the glitter in Tami's eyes, the way she smiled, the happiness on her pretty face. She saw nothing but love in those dark eyes. There was no hate, no shame.
"You liked it?" Linda asked.
"Oh, golly! I loved it, Mother!"
Her sandwich was forgotten. She sat in silence for a moment, then asked softly, "You knew I saw you and Greg this afternoon, didn't you?"
"Yes," Tami replied. "We saw you running by, too." Tami giggled. "Your shorts were down, and your ass sure did shine, Mother!"
"Did Greg see me, too?"
"Oh, yes!"
Linda found it very strange not to blush. She didn't feel shy at all, just terribly excited. "Did you understand what I was doing after you two came back to the house, Tami? I mean, I was awfully obvious, wasn't I?"
"I knew what you were doing," Tami said. "But I don't think Greg did."