The Lesbian Daughter Swapping Fantasy Club

by Amanda Clover

  “Maybe she doesn’t care about me,” sobs Victoria, really playing it up. “Maybe… maybe none of this meant anything.”

  Melora offers Victoria an attractively bare shoulder to cry on and rubs Victoria’s back. She murmurs sympathetic words too soft for the microphones to pick up.

  “Mom is such a ham,” says Brittany.

  “Yeah,” I chuckle, “but her performance is convincing Melora. That little bitch princess must think her plan is succeeding completely.”

  I’m glancing back at Brittany, admiring her pretty face and full lips in the soft glow of the video screens, when the first kiss happens.

  “Look,” she says, pointing at the screens.

  I turn back in time to see Victoria and Melora separating from that first kiss.

  “I’m here for you,” says Melora. “Whatever you need.”

  “I need you,” says Victoria and dive back in for a more intense kiss.

  A hot awkwardness settles over the voyeur’s nest as multiple cameras record every caress and every kiss. Melora and Victoria crawl onto the bed together. They are on even terms at first, kissing passionately and lying side by side on the bed. Melora rolls Victoria onto her back, kissing the older woman’s neck and moving towards her cleavage. Melora’s leg presses between Victoria’s thighs. The teen spreads the older woman’s legs and slides a hand under Victoria’s short skirt.

  I’m so distracted by the sight on the screen that I don’t notice what Brittany is doing until I feel her hand on my thighs. The pretty teen with the tight dancer’s body has moved her chair much closer. She slides her hand under my skirt, up my shapely thigh to the gusset of my panties.

  “Do you like watching?” she asks.

  I let out a moan as her fingers trace the groove of my pussy through my panties. She leans her head on my shoulder, watching beside me as Victoria reasserts some control over the action in the bed. Brittany’s mother pushes Melora away and flips the teen onto her back. The older woman handles Melora’s bodice roughly, popping the teen’s tits free with two pulls and at least one broken clasp.

  “Look at those,” coos Brittany, her breath hot against my ear.

  Melora’s tits are amazing. I knew they would be, but seeing her jiggling mounds unrestrained gives me a new thrill of lust. The teen has wide areolas and small, tan nipples that are perfectly suited for the pert plumpness of her breasts. In ten years, Melora’s tits might be saggy, but right now they are magnificent. On the video screens, Victoria clearly appreciates them as she buries her face between them and squeezes them against her face. Her tongue lashes at a nipple and she sucks at one of Melora’s soft mounds.

  “That’s so fucking hot,” gasps Brittany, stroking my groove more insistently.

  I turn the chair just enough to get my lips on hers. My kiss opens her mouth and our tongues are practically steaming with the heat of our embrace. Watching her gorgeous mother has clearly worked the teen into a frenzy of lust and I’m only too happy to provide her with a distraction. She frees my breasts and imitates her mother on the screen, worshipping my tits with hands and lips and tongue as I caress her silky hair.

  “Go down,” I say, spreading my legs. “Lick my pussy.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” giggles Brittany.

  On the screen, Victoria is climbing up Melora’s body and straddling the teen’s face. I gasp as Brittany pulls my panties aside and runs her tongue up my hot furrow to my clit. I pull her tighter with a hand on the back of her head. I watch Victoria buck her hips and ride Melora’s face as Brittany tongues my slick groove and laps at my straining clit.

  “That’s right,” I gasp. “Fuck me with your fingers.”

  Brittany slides two fingers into my tight channel and sucks at my clit. She looks up at me and we make eye contact for a moment, but I remain mostly focused on the screen. Victoria has stopped riding roughly and has leaned her shoulders back. She spreads her womanly pussy with one hand and pulls Melora against her. Melora is doing a good job of playing the submissive. She is squeezing Victoria’s firm ass with one hand and playing with herself with the other hand.

  “Your pussy tastes so good,” moans Brittany, sucking at my slick folds. “It’s been a while since I’ve gone down on you, Mrs. Brody.”

  Calling me Mrs. Brody gives me another thrill. It feels almost like Melora is the one on her knees and sucking at my clit. I grab Brittany’s hair a bit more roughly and begin to gyrate my hips to fuck against the teen’s eager tongue. Brittany moans lustily as she slurps at my throbbing clit. My juices soak her face from her lips down to her glistening chin.

  A load moan of pleasure from Victoria returns my attention to the video screens. She is no longer straddling Melora’s face, now she is sitting leaned against the headboard of the bed, her knees drawn up and Melora, on her hands and knees, face buried between Victoria’s thighs. I admire Melora’s firm ass, raised and exposed to multiple cameras, remember the hot feel of her sphincter clenching against my tongue.

  The sight is so erotic, the pleasure from Brittany’s fingers and tongue so intense, that I very nearly forget the whole purpose of this sting operation. It’s Victoria who manages to remind me.

  “You’re so good at that,” she says loudly. “Do you like to eat pussy for me?”

  “Mhhmmmm,” moans the preoccupied teen.

  Victoria winds her fingers in Melora’s dark hair and roughly yanks up the teen’s head. Melora gasps. He face is flushed and her lips and chin are glistening with Victoria’s juices.

  “I want to hear you say it,” says Victoria. “Tell me how much you love my pussy.”

  “Oh, I love it,” moans Melora with unrestrained lust. “It’s so sweet.”

  “That’s right, it is sweet,” says Victoria. “And if you make me cum, I’ll give you a real treat. If you make me cum, I’ll tie you up and fuck you.”

  “Ohhhhh,” moans Melora as Victoria pushes the teen’s head back down.

  Brittany wins back my full attention by sliding a finger out of my pussy and teasing her slick digit against my asshole. I suck in a surprised breath and the naughty teen giggles at my reaction. I try to relax as Brittany pushes her ring finger against my clenching pucker. She pushes harder and her pussy-slicked fingertip forces it way past my clench. I cry out as she begins to gently fucks my pussy and ass with her fingers.

  “Is that good, Mrs. Brody?” giggles Brittany, knowing the answer.

  I pull her up higher on her knees and kiss her luscious lips. I can taste my pussy on her tongue and that only makes it hotter. I reach around and squeeze Brittany’s deliciously firm ass with both hands as she continues to pump her fingers into my holes. I am edging closer and closer to an intense orgasm when the door opens behind me.

  Reluctantly, I pop my lips free from Brittany’s kiss and look over my shoulder.

  “Couldn’t wait for me?” laughs Sofia.

  She’s standing in the doorway with a grin on her pretty face. Her auburn hair is pulled back in a ponytail and her pregnancy plumped breasts are exposed, veins tracing her pale mounds, nipples engorged. She’s wearing the harness of a strap-on over her pussy, with a big, midnight-black cock curving up from her pubic mound past the swell of her belly. Her hips are cocked seductively to one side and I have the sudden, intense urge to bend over the table with all the computer screens and get fucked by my own teenage daughter.

  “Sofia,” I gasp.

  “It smells like sex in here,” she chuckles as she walks into the room. She leans over the table next to me, showing off her ass framed by the straps of the harness. Hers is still firm and youthful, but a little on the large side. I thought she might have my ass after her kid, but she is staying in remarkably good shape. “Ooh, look at that, Victoria has that bitch all tied up.”

  On the screen, Victoria does indeed seem to have finally brought Melora to heel. The teen’s wrists have been bound behind her back and she is on her knees, her face buried between Victoria’s thighs. Melora is moaning with submissive lust as s
he pleasures Victoria.

  “Time for the fun to begin,” I say.

  “What we were doing wasn’t fun enough?” Brittany gives me a hurt expression, but the teen is already rising to her feet.

  Sofia watches with amusement as we strip out of our clothes. She hands me the bag with the strap-ons I asked her to bring. They are big cocks, modeled on some horse-hung Adonis, with exaggerated veins and a ruinously big tip. All of them are jet black. I begin struggling with one of the beasts.

  “I’ll help you,” says Brittany.

  The straps go around our waists, thighs, and thread our buttocks. Brittany helps me and I help her, admiring her toned body as I tighten her cock until it does move when she vigorously swings her hips.

  “Tighten mine a little, mom,” says Sofia, turning around and leaning forward a little. “I think my thong strap is loose.

  “You’re just doing that to show off your ass,” I say and smack her bottom.

  I cinch her thong strap and spare a moment to admire my daughter’s rump with my hands. I slide my hands up her hips and around to her belly, then higher, lifting the weight of her breasts and squeezing them both. To my surprise, droplets of her mother’s milk drip down from her swollen nipples.

  “You’re lactating,” I gasp. “How long has that been happening?”

  “Two weeks or so,” says Sofia. “I used to have to pump to get things started, but now they’re just leaking all the time. It’s sort of annoying.”

  “Mom says it’s hot,” says Brittany, looking at her breasts. “She says it’s sweet.”

  “Yeah,” giggles Sofia. “She likes to help out.”

  “Can I taste it?” asks Brittany, admiring my daughter’s impressively round mounds.

  “Suuuuuure,” says Sofia, hefting both breasts. “There’s one for each of you.”

  Sofia’s gaze smolders as she looks me in the eyes. Her fingers tease her hormone-swollen nipples. I thought I had put my feelings about Sofia behind us, but here she is teasing them again. The naughty bitch. Brittany looks from me to Sofia, perhaps sensing some of that awkwardness, but clearly Brittany doesn’t care. She slides an arm around Sofia’s waist, pulls my daughter close, and leans down to latch on one of Sofia’s erect nipples.

  “Ohhhhhh, you’re almost as eager as your mom,” she laughs.

  “Mmmmmmmm,” agrees Brittany. “There’s a lot of it.”

  “Yeah, I was going to pump just to get it out and then I decided to leave it.” Sofia cradles Brittany’s head. “Oh, that feels so good.”

  The sight of Sofia breastfeed Brittany so tenderly is making my pussy throb with lust. I know if I watch much more I am going to walk over there and pop Sofia’s other nipple in my mouth. I don’t want that to happen. I can’t backslide to obsessing over my daughter.

  “I’m, uh, going next door.”

  Brittany pops her lips free of my daughter’s nipple.

  “Oh, alright, I just wanted a taste,” says the beautiful teen. “I’m ready to fuck that bitch.”

  Brittany hefts and strokes her latex cock like it’s a real part of her anatomy.

  “Sword fight!” giggles Sofia, swinging her own strap-on cock against Brittany’s in a brief clash of faux fuckmeat.

  “You two are incorrigible!” I give them both a playful shove out of the voyeur’s room.

  I use the spare key to the room where Victoria has Melora tied up and the three of us silently creep through the doorway. I stop to collect Melora’s phone. Sofia and Brittany approach the foot of the bed.

  “Oohhhh that’s a good little slut,” laughs Victoria, watching everything. “Don’t stop licking. I know you love my pussy.”

  “Oh, god, yes,” gasps Melora with genuine lust. “Please, cum again for me, Mistress Victoria.”

  “You do love the taste of my cum,” laughs Victoria, stroking Melora’s dark hair.

  The blackmailing teen has her hands tightly bounds behind her back and is leaning forward with her weight resting on her tits. Her firm bubble butt is raised in the air by virtue of her humiliating position, her cheeks naturally spread and her pink pussy and asshole on display to the three of us as we approach the bed.

  “I bet you’d do anything for mistress,” moans Victoria. “I bet you would do anything, ooooh, to prove you’re a good slut.”

  “Anything, mistress!”

  Melora’s words are muffled by Victoria’s thighs. The teen’s ass wiggles from side to side, reminding me of the wagging tail of an excited dog. Her pussy is visibly wet and swollen. Victoria has done a fantastic job of preparing the evil little bitch.

  Sofia and Brittany line up with me at the foot of the bed. Melora is so fixated on lapping at Victoria’s pussy that she still hasn’t noticed me with my arms folded beneath my breasts and my huge strap-on jutting up like the horn of some great beast.

  “Having fun, Melora?” I ask.

  Her head jerks up. She looks back at us over her shoulder and I see her lips and chin are smeared with Victoria’s juices. With a grunt of effort, she rocks upright using only her leg muscles, and kneels with her disgustingly perfect butt on her heels.

  “Mrs. Brody…” I see the confusion in her eyes become shock as she sees Sofia at my side. “Sofia, what the fuck are you doing here?!”

  “I heard there was a naughty slut who needed to be fucked,” says Sofia, stepping so that the mattress presses against her thighs and her strap-on thrusts menacingly towards Melora. “When I heard it was you, I was so excited. You must want to bury the hatchet after all that drama over Johnny Partridge.”

  “You don’t understand… I have photos of you with your stepfather—“

  “You mean on this phone?” I ask, holding up the phone.

  “Copies,” gasps Melora. “I have copies backed up on my computer.”

  “Copies of what?” Sofia strokes her strap-on like it’s a real cock. “Me kissing Tyler? Him grabbing my ass? And some videos of my mom eating your pussy? That just proves you’re a lesbian and a peeping tom, Melora. Stop fighting what you want. You’re jealous of me. You’re attracted to me and my mother and to Victoria.”

  “No,” moans Melora, but I can see real emotional pain fighting with her cold bitch face. “It’s not true. You’re the pervert. You’re pregnant with your father’s child.”

  “He is my stepfather,” says Sofia. “But I don’t believe you really want to destroy my life over what happened between us in junior high. Maybe that’s what you told yourself. But what you really want is this.”

  Sofia gestures to the room and everyone gathered there.

  “And you want this,” she strokes her strap-on again. “Buried in that tight, wet little pussy.”

  “No!” cries Melora.

  “Yes,” says Sofia. “Get over here and suck it.”

  “We have video of what you were doing with Victoria,” I say. “There are cameras and microphones all over this room.”

  “You spied on me?” she gasps.

  “That’s rich, coming from you,” I say, climbing onto the bed beside my pregnant daughter. “Now, suck our big cocks and then we’ll give you what you deserve.”

  “Or what?” says Melora, looking from strap-on to strap-on with obvious lust.

  “Or nothing,” says Sofia, reaching out suddenly and grabbing Melora by her hair. “We’re not threatening you. We’re giving you what you want. Now suck our cocks.”

  Sofia pulls Melora by her hair, dragging her towards us and forcing her to bend over. Melora whimpers, utterly at our mercy as she begins to lustily lick Sofia’s rubber cockhead.

  “Your bitch,” she gasps, even as she is running her tongue around the bulging tip of Sofia’s strap on.

  “Look at her sexy ass,” I say to Victoria, clapping my hand on it. “The little witch made me eat it before I brought her here today.”

  I smack Melora’s ass hard and it is so firm it barely jiggles at all. She moans around Sofia’s strap-on as she begins to suck. Sofia forces Melora’s head down, gaggi
ng her on that enormous phallus.

  “Don’t puke on me,” warns Sofia.

  Melora pulls her mouth off the cock, gasping, and says, “Don’t force my head down like that and I won’t.”

  “Fair enough,” chuckles Sofia. “Show me what you can do, slut. I want to watch my mom fuck you.”

  “Mmmmmmm!” Melora moans around the strap-on in her mouth, but does not stop sucking.

  I climb onto the bed behind her, stroking her ass and giving it another smack.

  “I’m tempted to pound her pretty, pink asshole,” I say, running my fingers over it, “but I don’t want to hurt her, just let her know who is really in charge.”

  Her pussy is soaking wet, her delicate folds part easily around the huge black tip of my strap-on. I thrust into her and meet more resistance. Her tight tunnel is clenching against the dildo, making it hard to drive almost half the length into her stretched fuckhole. I grab her hips and start fucking in and out of her as she sucks Sofia’s fake fuckpole.

  “Oh, yeah, her tits are swinging,” giggles Sofia. “Make her cum on that big cock.”

  “Mmmmmmaaaw!” Melora pulls her head up and gasps, “It’s so fucking big!”

  “And you love it,” I laugh and smack her ass.

  “Don’t ignore me,” says Brittany, crawling onto the bed next to Sofia. “Suck mine too.”

  “That’s fucking hot,” I laugh, watching Melora work back and forth between Sofia and Brittany. Each thrust of my huge dildo bottoms out in Melora’s pussy. The tightness and force of my jabbing dildo makes her asshole flex with each thrust.

  “Oooh, yeah, it is hot,” laughs Victoria, looking over my shoulder as I pound into Melora. “I’m going to lick that naughty asshole.”

  “Mmmmmmm!” Melora’s moans of delight are completely muffled by rubber cock.

  Victoria lays her head against Melora’s left cheek and crawls her tongue into the teen’s crack. I grunt with lust watching Victoria lick that asshole as I make it flex with every thrust of my huge dildo.

  It isn’t long before I see her asshole flexing in a different way. Melora wails around Sofia’s cock as Victoria’s tongue and my thrusting strap-on drive the teen over the age. Her glistening pink pucker clenches reflexively in a rapid fire way as the contractions of her orgasm clench against my dildo, making it more and more difficult to pound my fake fuckpole into her pussy.