Beth Wilson walked down the path from the old
farmhouse, where she lived with her family, to the
river that flowed through the woods. Beth was thirty
nine years old, willowy with long legs and soft brown
hair. She had a pretty, classical face with a sharp
nose and a dazzling smile. Even after three children,
she was an A cup and her small breasts rode high on her
chest. She didn’t need a bra and today her nipples were
long and hard from the slight breeze on a hot July day.
She had been working in her gardens all morning and was
dressed in an old pair of cut-off shorts and a thin
tee-shirt that was transparent with sweat. Her small,
hard dark brown nipples were clearly visible.
Beth and her husband Brett lived in the old house with
their three children; Alison seventeen, Thomas fifteen
and Laura twelve. Brett had taken Thomas and Laura to
Massachusetts to visit his parents. Alison had a summer
job and had remained in New Hampshire with Beth. Alison
had gotten in late last night after a date and Beth
assumed she was still asleep in her room. Beth decided
to take a quick swim and clean off before she started
Beth entered the woods on the far side of the field
across from the house and walked down to the river.
Glacial melting eons ago had worn a series of potholes
in the bedrock and today these were perfect natural
swimming pools, filled with crystal clear water from
the mountain springs. It was one of the reasons Brett
and Beth had bought the old farm. As she came out of
the woods onto the ledges next to the river she stopped
short and gasped.
She had been wrong about Alison being inside asleep.
Her seventeen year old daughter was sunning herself on
the rocks in just a pair of bikini bottoms and as Beth
walked out into the sunshine, Alison slowly slid her
hand into the bottoms and started to lazily rub her
pussy. Her other hand was caressing her right breast.
Alison had been out on a date the night before with her
boyfriend Chip. She and Chip had progressed over the
summer from kissing to petting to wild fucking and last
night had been no exception. They had done it three
times in just over three hours and had finished with
Chip’s eight inch cock fucking her between her tits.
Alison had not inherited her mother’s figure; she was
tall and had wide shoulders and 34C boobs. She had
discovered the pleasure of wrapping them around Chip’s
long cock as he slid it in and out and finished off by
shooting his cum all over her chest and into her hot
mouth. Alison was a cum slut and loved the taste of hot
Alison had come down to the river to clean the dried
cum off her tight teenage body. After her swim, she
laid down in the warm sunshine and had started to
daydream of last night and the hot, raw sex she had
shared with her boyfriend. As the memories came
flooding back she became very horny and unconsciously
reached up to start fondling her breast and then slid
her hand into her bikini to relieve the pressure
between her long legs.
Beth stood, shocked into immobility and watched Alison
fondle her breast and finger herself. She watched as
Alison nipple started to stand off her soft, round
“She’s got beautiful breasts, they’re much bigger then
mine. What am I thinking?
She’s my own daughter!” Beth’s mind was in turmoil.
Beth was no prude. She had lost her virginity at age
fourteen and had had several lesbian experiences when
she went to private school and college. She and Brett
had had a number of threesomes and swapped with some
couples over the years. She still occasion- ally met
with several female friends of hers for bottles of wine
and some discrete all female get-togethers. She found
the female body beautiful and exciting, but this was
her daughter she was getting turned on by.
And turned on she was. Her brown nipples were rock hard
and stood off her almost flat chest at least and inch.
She could feel her pussy starting to get wet with
excitement. Absently she reached up under her tee-shirt
and started to gently rub her right nipple.
Alison was rapidly approaching her climax. She tugged
at her nipples and rubbed her steaming pussy with more
urgency. Finally it hit her. She grunted loudly as she
came and her legs went rigid, her ass lifting up off
the ledge below her. Her bathing suit bottoms were
soaked with her juices. After a minute, her body
relaxed and she lay back in the warm sunshine.
This erotic display was too much for Beth. Watching
Alison cum had driven her fevered brain beyond reason
and she needed relief soon. She walked quietly up to
her daughter on shaky legs.
“Alison, honey, you should be more careful to do that
where you might not draw an audience.”
Alison’s head snapped around. Shit! She had been caught
frigging herself by her mother. She knew the big
lecture was on the way. But as she looked at her
mother, she noticed some things that seemed out of
place. Beth’s face was flushed and red, her breathing
was shallow and quick and she was still gently rubbing
her right breast under her shirt. Alison was a true cum
slut and knew the signs; her mother was wicked turned
Beth took a couple more steps and then sat down beside
her curvy daughter. She realized with surprise she was
still playing with her nipples and drew her shaky hand
out from under her shirt. Her brain was at war with her
body and her body was starting to win.
“I’m sorry Mom. I just got carried away. Don’t be mad
“Oh, sweetheart, I’m not mad at you. It’s fun and
exciting and natural. I do it too, just not where
everyone can see me.”
“You still masturbate?” Alison was surprised, she had
not considered this. She figured when people got
married it stopped. She had a sudden vision of her
mother with her hands between her legs and rubbing
herself to climax and started to get excited again.
Alison was going to be a senior at a private school in
western Massachusetts this fall and had had a few
lesbian affairs of her own while she was there. She
preferred cock, the bigger the better, but pussy was a
real close second.
Beth reached down and brushed Alison’s long brown hair
“Yes, even your old mother still masturbates!” Beth
decided to go for broke. “Some times I even do it in
front of other people or to other people.”
“Other women?” Alison was excited where this discussion
seemed to be headed.
“Who?” Alison had a pretty good idea of some of the
other women. She knew her mother and father were very
sexual and sexually active, but she just wanted to keep
her mother going on this promising path.
“Well, one shouldn’t kiss and tell, honey. Let’s just
say the last time was last week.”