Like Mother, Like Daughter [Part 2]

To start with part one, go here.
“Here’s another lesson for you,” Elspeth said taking her daughter by the hand and helping her up. “Most boys especially when they’re young, can go more than once, but you’ll have to watch out. With youth, their first time can come all too quickly,”
I noticed her savor the pun at she said it.
“Assuming you’ve a stout young man with good endurance, it’s always a good order to have the boy cum first with you giving him head or a hand job, and get that first one out of the way. Trust me, it will be much better for both you and he, as he will be able to last much longer the second time. You don’t want him popping off as soon as he gets inside you and you have to wait. Understanding this, your next step, as with our dear man here, is to get him hard again. An easy solution to pass the time, and give his poor cock a chance to recover, is to have him go down on you.”
With that she escorted her over to the settee.
” Now my dear, you have him hungry and wanting for more,” She purred giving me a sidelong glance. ” Undress yourself slowly, and let him savor every bit of your new found nakedness.”
Mirabel did just that as her mother stepped aside, appearing to nervously slide the slender straps of her sun dress down over her shoulders. She first glanced at her mother, but Elspeth gave her a curt nod to tell her she should be addressing me. From inside the straps, she withdrew her arms slowly, still holding the top pressed against her breast. Biting her lip, and looking away from my gaze, the adorable thing slowly allowed the dress to slide down revealing her soft little breasts and their delicate pink nipples.
” Very coy my dear. You are very skillfully selling your innocence, which is exactly what you should be at your age. Far too many young ladies try to play the slut, and while men may say that’s what they want, in reality they want to think that they are the first to explore your body, even when they know full well that is not the case. Do proceed,”
Mirabel gave a dutiful grin and, tossing her hair back out of her face, straightened up her back and allowed the dress to slide down even further. It ended in a heap about her ankles. She fidgeting slightly, not knowing what to do with her hands, and instinctivey wanting to cover herself up.
I drank in the loveliness of her form.
Elspeth strode over to her now, then whispered something in her ear. Mirabel grinned mischievously and nodded. She smiled and as her mother withdrew, her right hand trail down to that soft patch between her legs. With wide eyed expectancy she stroked the hair above her opening and said sweetly, “Nathan please come lick my pussy,”
I’m not entirely sure which turned me on more, this demure darling offering herself to me, or her divisive mother tempting my manhood with her own child.
I stood and walked to her. Taking her hand, I helped her step out of her sun dress, and sit down upon the settee, her soft creamy skin settling into the velvet folds. Absent mindedly I think, Mirabel reach down to remove her heels, but I stopped her.
” No,” I whispered softly. “Keep them on,”
” Oooh, yes excellent,” Her mother cooed.
I helped her lean back upon the settee, positioning her like my very own Olympia. Slowly we raised one leg up on the sofa, and we pulled her hair down around her chest and shoulders.
“What a pretty vision you are my sweet,” Her mother sighed. ”Can I make beauty, or can’t I?”
She smiled at me prettily, indulging herself in becoming this vivacious, naked vision of youthful sexuality blossoming and ready for the plucking. I started kissing her knee and shin just before spreading her legs and tasting her inner thigh. I could smell her warmth soft and sweet. I was suddenly reminded of my own high school days, as I glanced up and saw her she stared down at me nervously.
I gave her a reassuring smile of confidence, and moved in to cup her mound in my mouth. I kissed and brushed my lips against the soft skin around her slit. She whimpered as my tongue penetrated her. I heard her nails scratch the upholstery.
” Now a common misconception women have,” Elspeth said after another sip of wine. “Is that the man is wholly in control when licking you. In fact, even with experienced men you will often need to give them directions or to encourage him. The more you talk to them the hotter it is for them too. In the end, however, this is about your enjoyment, so you should make sure he’s doing it the was you want him to.”
I indulged myself on her wetness, digging into her with my tongue, probing her depths. Only after deeply violating her for several minutes did I return to caress her clitoris. She moaned a wailed. Her mother told her to grab my head and mash my face into her. She did, but I think her concentration waned and she soon stopped pulling. Her nails, however, dug into my scalp, and I felt the spiked heel of her shoe cutting into my hip. It was quick, but she was very close. Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I tore into her hole, holding my breath and pressing as hard as I could into her, filling her virgin pussy with my tongue.
She erupted with warm, creamy beauty.
Almost crying, she screamed as her abdomen flexed, her teeth clenched, and she broke the flesh on my head with her nails. Heaving with great gasps, her body lurched with the aftershocks as I released her clit from my rough fingers and suckled it softly with my mouth and tongue.
“Oh my God, oh my God,” She muttered softly.
“Lovely, isn’t it my dear,” Her mother smirked, standing up again and moving over beside us. “Tossing one off solo is fun and satisfying to a point, but having your lover worship you pussy and grace you with an all consuming orgasm is something wholly different,”
She smiled down at Mirabel, her daughter’s face flush red, looking up at her with the excited smile of a child who’s found a new toy. Elspeth reached down and pulled the hair out of her daughter’s face lovingly.
“Now this all this has most beautiful purpose sweetheart,” She said, kneeling down beside the settee such that their faces were very close. “Instead of just barreling in and needing lubrication, the combination of your juices and his saliva will more than create the perfect mixture for the next phase. Why don’t you sit up and undress your man.”
Mirabel leaned forward and I stood. Something had changed in her. It sounds like a cliche, but she seemed suddenly more hungry, almost ravenous. Gone was her trepedation as she gripped my belt and flung it open. She unfastened my pants and pulled them down with my boxers. Without warning, she took me into her mouth again. If I could have been any harder, I’d never experienced it. With another ‘pop’ she released and looked up at me, mouth agape, lips swollen and red. She grabbed my dress shirt and pulled me into her. We kissed as I came down upon her. I could taste my cock in her mouth, and I knew she could detect her juices on mine. Clawing at my back, she pulled my shirt off, then resumed kissing me. We each adjusted our bodies. She slid down and spread her legs, I maneuvered between them, the length of my cock laying firmly against her mound.
“Oh what a good little girl,” Her mother mused, her face inches from ours. ”Are you ready for him to fuck you?”
“Oh my God yes,” She gasped throatily.
I glanced as her mother, and the magnitude of how wrong all this was flashed across my mind, but it was quickly dismissed by her gaze, firm and authoritative. She was a woman who had never let anyone or anything dictate morality to her. My trepidation faltered, and I plunged my cock hard into her daughter.
She squealed and I stopped, worried that I’d hurt her. The last time I’d had a virgin, I was younger than she is.
“You ok?” I asked, stopping.
“Yes,” She gasped with a smile. “It just feels…like…really fucking good,”
“Don’t worry,” Elspeth chuckled. ”She’s only a virgin in name, she’s worked plenty of toys inside that little hole, you’re not going to hurt her,”
I smiled and continued my thrusts into her tiny young body. She was amazingly tight, and her cute little whimpers with each push sent me reeling. Her little pink breasts jiggled softly and her blond hair danced over her shoulders and chest. Everything about her was so new and fresh, so fit and firm. I gripped her waist while her hands pressed firmly against my chest as if to brace herself.
“Oh fuck mom, you were right, this feels so freaking good,” She moaned softly. I bent over and kissed her nipple, my pelvis still ramming against her’s. She squealed with delight. “Oh yes, that’s awesome,”
I kissed, my way up her from her cleavage, to her neck, savoring her soft milky white skin, my ears devouring her intensifying moans.
“Oh fuck mom… oh fuck…I think I’m going to come,”
I thrust into her faster and harder as she screamed with delight. Straightening up, I reached down between her legs and found her clit, caressing it just enough to send her over the edge.
“Oh mom…oh God, ooooohhhhh!”
I continued to fuck Mirabel slowly, pushing and pulling myself within her in a slow rhythm while pressuring her clit with smooth strokes, slowly elongating her orgasm. She whimpered and moaned, her breathing erratic, somewhere between laughing and crying.
“Holy crap that felt good,” she gasped, regaining a modicum of composure. Her chest was flush and red, as were her cheeks. Her eyes glinted with moisture, and a broad implacable smile graced her lips.
“You’ve been a doll, Nathan,” Elspeth suddenly admonished to me, as I remained between he daughter’s spread thighs, filling her, my cock pressing and withdrawing ever so slightly.
“The pleasure, quite literally, has been all mine,” I said.
“I’ll bet you’d like to cum again, wouldn’t you,” She teased, sipping more wine.
“Oh yes!” Mirabel exclaimed suddenly, as if she’d forgotten how this ends. She looked up at me. “Cum in me Nathan, please?”
I gave her mother a sidelong glance. Not that we’d been exactly responsible to this point, and I had assumed all was ok, but somehow I felt I needed her confirmation.
“Don’t worry, she’s been on the pill since she was fourteen, and you and I have both been tested so we know we’re clean,” She remarked flatly. ”So go ahead and fill ‘er up, stud,”
I was suddenly a little peeved with her mocking my orgasm. Her tone was arrogant, and a little dismissive. Enough so, that I’d give her exactly what she wanted, and take it our on her pretty little offspring.
She wanted me to fuck her daughter, well then I was going to fuck her daughter…
I moved forward down onto the girl and kissed her, gripping her shoulders and pulling her frame into my cock thrusts. She could barely be contained by the kiss, gasping and grunting in her cute way as I tore into her. Leaning back I took hold of her slender, milky hips again and torqued her back so it arched up, allowing me a more direct entry. I slammed into her as I held her before me, her ass resting on my thighs and the force driving her head into the inner corner of the settee cushions. The little thing screamed and moaned, her hands fidgeting again, first grabbing me, then the settee, then her own breasts. I fucked her with quick hard fast stabs, her body quivering with slight shocks each time my pelvis slammed against her. I became completely unaware of her mother’s presence, as I stared down at Mirabels tender, youthful beauty I was now so brutally claiming.
Sweat dripped from my brow onto her belly, my own grunting intermingling with her whimpering screams. Somewhere in the middle of it I believe she orgasmed again as for a moment she held her breath, and then burst out with deep throaty groans that echoed each thrust. Her adorable agony was lain bare before me, her sweet young warmth clenching my cock in ecstasy. As her hands and forearms curled over the arm of the settee, gripping tightly, I released her hips and took firm hold of her soft young breasts. Her eyes were wide, her teeth bare, staring at me as my body split her wide spread legs, heels high in the air.
Pounding her little frame with all of the strength I could muster, I pulled against her tits and unloaded into her cunt. With strong hard, slams, I coerced each surge from my cock, filling Elspeth’s young daughter with my seed.
“Oh shit…I can feel it,” She exclaimed, gasping with surprise. ” I can actually…nuuuuuh…actually feel him cumming inside me.”
I slowed my pace gingerly, easing down but still sliding my girth in and out of her slick pussy dripping with our collective juices.
“That,” Her Mother stammered slightly, a blank look on her face. “That was…was very good.”
It sounded like she was at a loss for what to say, but felt she must say something.
“That felt,” Her daughter began smiling her hands over her eyes “That…was like really crazy awesome,”




Sighs. If only you made transatlantic house calls. I’ve got a headache tonight but I had to keep reading until I’d devoured each morsel of the story. It was as good at the profiteroles I had at lunch time, dripping with cream and two kinds of chocolate sauce. Thank you for another debauched delicacy
Your praise is lovely, but not nearly so as the thought of you deveouring each morsel…thank you so much, Elegance.