The Lesbian Daughter Swapping Fantasy Club

by Amanda Clover

  "I can feel your breath on me," says Felicity as she trembles and wiggles her butt from side to side.

  Keeping my face close to her, I begin to remove her stockings, stretching out one leg and then the other as I unroll the dark silk. I kiss the backs of her thighs again, my hands caressing her ass and moving up to her lower back. Higher. To press just beneath her shoulder blades and drive her off balance so that her cute little butt is in the air.

  The raven-haired teen whines, "What are you doing?"

  It's good to be in control of the situation, however temporarily. I savor her scent and let my lips lightly brush up the backs of her thighs, over her cheeks and crack, and back down to delicately touch the hot folds of her pussy.

  "I'm going to pay you back," I murmur, "for the game we played at the gym."

  My kiss follows that sweet curve of her thigh to the velvet of her sex. I breathe the soap-sweet scent of her ass and let my tongue begin to roam gently over her pussy. She jerks and lets out a short gasp the first time my tongue makes contact with her clit.

  I use the very tip of my tongue to divide her soft groove and open her inner warmth to me. God, she's so sweet tasting. The nectar of her peach coats my lips and slides down my tongue into my mouth. I taste her more passionately and let my chin rub against her clit.

  "Ohhhh," she cries and thrusts herself against my face.

  Probing my tongue deep inside her is fun, but I know what a girl wants. I tease her outer folds a bit more before returning my tongue to her clit. Her little bead of pleasure is tiny, even for a teenager's clit, but I carefully flick past the hood and flutter my tongue against Felicity sensitive button. She begins to whine with pleasure with each lash of my tongue. Her hips seem to move of their own volition. Her perfumed pussy spreads its juices onto my face.

  "Linnndsay," she cries. "Oh my god, that's so good. Don't... ohhh... don't stop. Please."

  There's no danger of me stopping, except to press my lips tight around Felicity's clit to give it a suck. It's hard, because she's so small, but I manage to pinch my soft lips around her and give her a few teasing sucks before my tongue batters her clit some more. That battering is very clearly driving the girl wild. She rocks back against my face, almost smothering me in her firm little buns.

  "Mmmmm, you've got a sexy ass," I say, admiring it and stroking her cheeks with my hand. She's a very fit girl and that includes her butt.

  "You like it?" She wiggles it a little more. "You can, mmm, you can play with it. If you're gentle."

  Oh, can I?

  I resume my licking, concentrating entirely on her clit as I slip a thumb between Felicity's cheeks and press it to the hot divot of her ass. She really moans when I begin to gently press and work my thumb in a circle. She clenches tight, but I'm not trying to stick my thumb in her ass, just tease her tight hole with the sensation of an intruder.

  A few weeks ago, if you had presented any of this to me as a possibility, I would have called you insane. Lapping at the dewy folds of a gorgeous eighteen or nineteen year old while I rub my thumb against her asshole is not something that seemed remotely possible. I probably would have acted offended at the suggestion that I would do something like this. Yet here I am, tongue hard at work on her clit while my hand rests on her bottom and my thumb persistently strokes the hot wrinkle of Felicity's teenage asshole.

  "Ohhhhh Lindsay," she cries, working her hips in time with each lick. "That's... that's incredible."

  I keep my thumb tapping at her back passage, just enough to tease, and focus most of my attention on that little bud. I've coaxed it out as much as I can and I capture it in the soft embrace of my lips and begin to suck. The sound is quite lewd and wet, but I can tell it is working. Little jerks of pleasure go through Felicity's body each time I apply suction with my mouth. I only stop sucking to mercilessly batter her clit with my tongue.

  She reaches back and grabs a handful of my blond hair, pulling my face tight against her and grinding that pussy and clit against my tongue. Her juices cover my lips and chin. She cries with pleasure through her clenched teeth, arches her back, and thrusts her firm butt into my face. I can feel the clenches of pleasure beneath my teasing thumb; rhythmic and powerful. Orgasmic bliss arriving with a final wail of, "Lindsaaaay!" as she throws her head back and cums against my tongue.

  Her hand on my head slowly relaxes. Her jerking hips slow their thrusts. I rise behind her, wiping her from my chin and licking her sweetness from my lips. She looks back at me, eyes heavy and face flushed. I grab her hips and roughly turn her onto her back.

  I climb atop Felicity, dragging my heavy tits over her body as I crawl up her slender teenage frame.

  "Bring those up here," she purrs. "I want to suck on them."

  "I want a kiss first. You need to taste your cum," I say, reaching her pretty face and pressing my lips to hers. She yields gratefully, opening her mouth to my tongue at the lightest pressure and moaning as she gets a mouthful of the sweetness of her own pussy. She reaches around and grabs my big ass, squeezes it as we kiss. She tries to crawl a couple of fingers into my crack, but I laugh and pull away from her lips.

  Laughing, I escape her attempt to probe my posterior by climbing higher, to straddle her tummy and rest my burning pussy on her abdomen. I know she feels that heat, but before she can say anything about it, I have buried her beneath the soft avalanche of my breasts.

  Felicity takes full advantage of my smothering mounds. Her hands squeeze them against her face and her kisses and licks roam between them, over them, and back and forth between my nipples. Her lips pop with suction as she draws at my plump, motherly nipples.

  "Oh, Lindsay," she moans beneath me, "these are fucking magnificent."

  "You're quite... oooh... talented with that tongue." She's torturing me with her licks, swirling them around each nipple even as she sucks at my breasts. Her fingernails tease the sides of my breasts, up and down, stimulating nerves that my husband never knew existed and making her sweet sucking all the more pleasurable.

  She finally gives me a little push and I lift the weight of my breasts from her face. She's gasping for air a bit, but there is a delighted smile on her face.

  "My turn," she says. "I want to taste your cum."

  I think about straddling her face and smothering her with my pussy. It's an appealing thought, but even slimmed down I am a little self conscious about smothering a teenage girl to death under my weight. I roll beside her onto the bed, spreading my thighs and inviting Felicity to have a look at the trimmed, dark blond hair of my pussy. I stroke it, rubbing at my fat clit and using two fingers to open my outer lips to expose the pink of my channel.

  "Have a taste, sweetie," I murmur.

  "Mmmmm, looks delicious," she purrs, crawling on hands and knees between my shapely thighs. At her first, testing touch with her fingers she declares, "You're soaking."

  "You did that to me," I tell her. I sit up so I can reach a hand around her silky black hair and pull her face towards my mound. I don't need more teasing from Felicity. My clit is throbbing and my entire pussy is on fire with a lust that only Felicity's tongue can quench. I pull her lips to my sex and her hot tongue flicks against my clit. Her fingers play with my entrance and open it wider for her lapping tongue.

  "Sweet," she laughs, and begins to focus her licks on my clit. I suck in a sharp breath as I watch the teen lashing my fat bud with pink strokes of her tongue. She presses one finger and then two into the hot tunnel of my sex. I squeeze against them reflexively and a wordless cry of pleasure escapes my lips. My juices are flowing so heavily, mingling with her saliva, that I can feel the wetness spilling down the crack of my ass.

  "Oh, Felicity," I gasp, driven closer and closer to the precipice of my pleasure, "you're so fucking good at that."

  The raven-haired teen seems to laugh and this vibrates straight through my clit and into my finger-fucked depths. With one hand working my slit, she reaches her other hand up to caress my heaving tits and play with my nipples.
Each pinch of her fingers sends a shudder of pleasure through the growing tension of my body.

  Felicity adds her pinkie finger to the mix, but aims it at the spit-wet wrinkle of my asshole. Surprised by the sudden thrust of her finger, I let out a cry of shock, but she presses unrelenting and her little finger invades my ass. I squeeze against it, vaginal muscles squeezing against her other fingers as Felicity begins to suck lewdly at my clit. She even bobs her lips a little like it's a tiny cock, her dark eyes far from innocent as she looks up at me.

  "Ahhhhhhh! Felicity!" I cry, grabbing her head tightly, but resisting the urge to pull her roughly down onto my pussy. "You naughty little bitch! You're going to... ohhhh... fuck!"

  My head falls back onto the pillows as she punishes my pussy with her thrust fingers and probes as deep as her pinkie will go into my ass. Her fingers feel amazing, but it's her sucking on my clit that drives me over the edge. It feels as if my clit explodes between her lips with each orgasmic throb that radiates deep into my clutching channels and squeezes my ass tight around her pinkie. My body surrenders to Felicity. I arch with climactic tension and then release and ooze into a boneless pile on the bed.

  "Ohhhhh god," I pant. "I can't... I haven't... I mean that was amazing."

  "Mmmhhmmm," agrees Felicity, giving my clit a few more gentle sucks. She finally lifts her head, wiping her lips on my thigh and kissing her way up my shuddering body. I let out a little gasp as her fingers leave me. She climbs up to my face and gives me a slow, wet, open-mouth kiss to share my taste between us. "You know the real reason I wanted to come to this room?"

  "What's that?" I ask between kisses.

  "I peeked in the drawer by the bed. There's a nice strapon hiding in there." She leans her lips down to my ear, her breath caressing me as she says, "And I want to fuck you with it from behind."

  I've been the dominant woman in bed, but not often. I'm still used to my husband taking charge of things. Not like Victoria, who gets off maybe a little too much on dominating teenage girls. I sometimes play at dominant with Brittany, but just as often my attempt winds up in a naked, giggling wrestling match. The thought that this teenager has already got it into her head to bend me over and fuck me with a strap on, well, that just makes me want to get down on my knees and beg for it.

  "Yes. Yeah, I'd like that," I whisper. "I want... I want you to fuck me."

  I roll onto my side and watch as Felicity gets out of the bed and opens the drawer containing the strapon. She holds it up to show me. The cock is thick and a good seven inches in length, molded on a real penis, but colored in neon pink. She fits it over her mound and then begins tightening the straps. There is a belt around her waist and a strap that tightens up each thigh and over her buttocks. The result is almost like a garter that frames the firmness of her ass.

  "There's some lube here too," she says. "Do you want that?"

  I play my fingers over my soaking slit and shake my head. Remembering how the men who use this club on Saturdays often fail to clean up after themselves, I quickly add, "But put a condom on it."

  She raises an eyebrow, but does as I tell her, opening a condom and unrolling it over the dildo. The particular smell of latex and spermicidal gel edges the hot musk of our mutual arousal.

  "On your knees," she says, gesturing with the cock held in her hand. "Show me that big MILF ass."

  "Can you not cal my ass 'big' please?" I say, even as I am doing as she commanded. "I can call it big. You call it... luscious."

  "Mmmm," she strokes my cheeks with both hands. "Yeah, that's about right. Your luscious MILF ass."

  "Stop calling me a MILF!" I laugh. "I hate that."

  "Really?"

  She teases her fingernails down my smooth cheeks, around to the sides and back in to the edges of my crack. It raises gooseflesh on my arms and makes me shudder.

  "Alright," I gasp, arching my back a little and looking at her hover my shoulder. "You can call me MILF."

  "Good," she says and gives my butt a quick smack. "Because you are about to get fucked."

  Before I can offer much more resistance, she layers on a series of playful swats that sting my ass and make my plump rear jiggle. I'm self-conscious about my wobbling behind, but that feeling goes away knowing Felicity is appreciating my ass, not judging it. She gives me a final, hard swat that seems to echo in the room.

  "Not so rough," I whine.

  "Oh, you're going to get it rough," she says, and I feel the condom-wrapped dildo at my entrance.

  If her tongue hadn't lathered me before, the spanking the teen gave me is more than enough to have me dripping on her toy. My folds part easily around her and the hard cock fills my aching tunnel. She buries it in me, so deep that it feels like it's pressing against my womb. The sensation as she pulls it back and thrusts it into me again is a bit like tamping down a cannonball. And it doesn't take many strokes before I feel as if I'm going to explode.

  "That's so fucking hot," moans Felicity, stroking into me with her teenage athleticism.

  I look up at the mirror above the bed and I can see it all. God, my ass is big. Rippling each time her slender hips collide with me. The pink dildo appearing and reappearing. My body rocking forward with each impact. The self-consciousness fades and I enjoy the sight. I enjoy the feel even more and the skillful way Felicity uses the strapon.

  "You've done this... ohhh... done this before, haven't you?"

  "Yes," laughs Felicity, slapping my ass hard enough to make me yelp. "But never with a woman as hot as you. Just my second period science teacher. She liked it more in her butt. Do you want it in your--"

  "No!" I interrupt and then add, "I don't mind things in there, but this feels too good to stop."

  I have to be in the right mood for her to try sticking something like this big dildo up my ass. I have to prepare, psychologically and physically, and I'm not prepared. To be honest, I wasn't really prepared for this big, latex-sheathed cock pounding into my pussy. But I'm awfully glad I gave Felicity the go ahead. She is pounding the daylights out of me. Into me? I am sort of seeing stars with each thrust as she moves faster and harder, almost mounting my big butt. She has one foot up on the bed and most of her weight on one knee as she fucks in and out of my slippery pussy. Each thrust drives me closer and closer until I cannot take it anymore.

  "Oh my god," I cry, my eyes rolling back in my head as I feel like my entire body explodes with ecstasy.

  The orgasms are deep-vaginal and radiate with such force that they seem to trigger smaller orgasms all throughout my body. From my clit being hammered by Felicity's leather-covered mound to my nipples dragging against the bedspread, I am hit with cluster bombs of pleasure. A second orgasm, triggered from my clit, starts before the first has actually ended. I've had multiple orgasms, but never one that overlapped like that. It's almost disorienting.

  Finally unable to take it, I spill forward onto the bed, my ass raised behind me and fireworks going off behind my eyelids. Felicity continues to fuck me and begins teasing my ass with a fingertip. Despite my best efforts to clench my hole, she works her finger inside me and sets off another chain reaction of orgasms. I moan my pleasure into the bedspread, my toes curling and my fingers seizing at the bedding as Felicity pounds that huge cock into me.

  "Okaaay," I cry, my whole body seeming to throb with pleasure. "Okay, please, Felicity. Enough. Enough, I can't take anymore."

  She slips the strapon out of my pussy and her finger out of my ass. She smack the cock against my upturned cheeks and for a moment I think she's going to push it into my ass. Instead, she moves back, giving me room to sit up. It takes a few seconds, but I manage to push myself back up on my knees and turn to face the teen.

  "That was--"

  My words are interrupted by her kiss. Her hand on the back of my neck. She holds me like that as her tongue explores my mouth. When she releases me from her kiss, she looks into my eyes.

  "We can take our time," she whispers. "But one of these days I am going to have that ass."<
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  I smile, not refusing her threat.

  "You're going to have to work a little harder," I suggest. "But there's plenty we can do today."

  We're just getting started in our fun. I peel off her strapon and we press our quims together, legs intertwined. She knows just what she's doing and it's something I've practiced with Brittany before. I remember learning it from a friend in college. She killed it scissoring. They call it tribbing on the videos I've watched lately. Felicity and I don't need a name for it. Our bodies move in unison and rise to a mutual crescendo.

  We disentangle and I press her down, reasserting myself, kissing her and worshipping her sweat-salted breasts, down to her hot folds. Lapping at them slowly. Turning her over and giving her a suggestion of what might convince me to take that cock in my ass. My tongue rims her little teenage ass, slicking it and opening her to two fingers. I've brought a vibrating bullet and I slip it into her ass and tongue her clit until she cums so hard, grinding back against me, that I think she is trying to break my nose.

  Lazily, we masturbate each other, watching ourselves in the mirror. I cum first. She cums harder, calling out my name and twisting violently on the bed beside me. We kiss for a long time after that, until our lips are starting to hurt from all the friction. I watch her dress. She makes it hard for me to put my clothes back on, repeatedly slipping her hands under my bra and down the back of my jeans.

  We finally spill out of the room, arm-in-arm and laughing at the fun we've had.

  "I can't believe I just did that," she says. "You're fucking amazing, Lindsay."

  "Thank you," I say with a mock bow. "For my next performance I am going to tie you to a bed until you agree to become my slave."

  "I agree! I agree!" she laughs. "No ropes necessary."

  We come bouncing down the stairs and find all of the others already finished with their sessions. A glance at the time on my phone lets me know that it's almost evening. We've literally fucked the day away. Christina is sitting with Brittany on her lap and Sofia is stretched out with her feet on one side of the couch and her head resting on Victoria's lap while the older woman strokes Sofia's hair.