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| The Tabby Cat |
"This can't be real," Sibble said with a giggle, turning
the book from side to side. Sibble had invited her girlfriend over for a
little gin and tickle. Her daughter, Tabatha, was gone to the mall for
at least 3 to 6 hours, leaving the house free and empty. "Hold it
still," Mandy growled. She slammed the gin bottle down on the table and
grabbed Sibble's hand, holding the book still. "Hell, I've done that
before," Mandy said in disgust, taking another drink from the
bottle. "The hell you have, you never," Sibble shook her head, causing
it to spin slightly in a sickening fashion. "I did. It was with Mark
Paterson back in '89. He did me like that at his father's farm. They
have this big thing on a rope that puts hay up in the mow," Mandy said,
now getting into the story. "He filled the hooks with feed bags and set
me right down in the middle then started turning it until..." she paused
as the door handle rattled. "I thought you said Tabby Cat was gone for
the day?" Mandy hissed. She slid off the chair and looked around. There
was nowhere to go before the door opened. "She was supposed to be,"
Sibble said in terror. "Uh... hide under the table. When she goes
upstairs you can go home and I can get sober," Sibble said as she
scrambled under the table. She pulled the tablecloth down to help cover
them from view. After a brief recovery period in the local
institution, Sibble had promised to stop drinking. If Tabby caught her
with the gin...
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Mandy squeezed under the table with a giggle. "What if
she doesn't go upstairs?" she suddenly asked. "Then I'll ground her,"
Sibble said and they both broke out in giggles. Sibble hushed Mandy when
the door opened. As Sibble ducked down to see, she saw Tabby wearing her
headphones. She was listening to CD's so she couldn't have heard them
giggle, Tabby liked to keep it turned way up. Tabby's eyes
went to the gin bottle and magazine on the table as she started for the
stairs. Rather than going up the stairs she suddenly detoured and headed
for the table. Sibble watched the bare knees and white socks in horror,
waiting for Tabby to bend down and look under the table. Instead, Mandy
bent down to stare under Tabby's skirt. Sibble hit her in the middle of
the back, eliciting a loud hiss. They both stared at Tabby's knees in
horror until Tabby suddenly sighed and sat in the chair just vacated by
Mandy. Tabby slid back and forth, then felt the chair bottom. She
obviously knew it was recently vacated and still warm. "Oh mother,"
Tabby mumbled. In a moment they heard the pages of the magazine turning.
Mandy bent down and looked under Tabby's skirt. Sibble hit her in the
back again. Mandy spun her head around and glared. "If you hit me one
more time, bitch, I'll rip your fucking head off. Tabby Cat might be
your daughter, but she's just a delicious young woman to me. Got that?"
Mandy continued to glare. Sibble finally relented when she realized that
Mandy was right. She also realized that Mandy was much stronger and a
hell of a lot meaner than her. She did not want to get Mandy pissed off.
Tabby had been living on her own for over a year, it was not like she
was really a baby any more, even though she would always be HER baby.
Tabby Cat was the nickname that both Sibble and Mandy had used for Tabby
for as long as she could remember. "Look at that," Mandy whispered,
suddenly in a good mood again, "look at all that creamy white skin and
cotton panties, for heaven's sake. Can you believe that? White cotton
panties. You just can't get any more innocent than that." "You've
known Tabby since she was in diapers," Sibble moaned. "Well she's not in
diapers any more," Mandy said with relish. "Mom you tramp," Tabby
suddenly said to herself, unaware of the conversation taking place at
her knees. They heard the clunk of the bottle being placed on the table.
"Hey, she's not supposed..." Mandy slapped her hand over Sibble's mouth
when Tabby suddenly froze with a gasp. She sat listening for several
moments, then began turning pages again. "But she's..." Mandy silenced
Sibble with a passionate kiss on the lips. When Sibble stared to speak
again, Mandy kissed her again. Sibble began exploring Mandy's body with
her hands. Mandy gave her several more quick kisses then turned to stare
at Tabby. To Sibble's intense horror, and Mandy's enjoyment, they saw
Tabby rubbing her legs together as the smut book started turning her on.
Mandy giggled and Sibble bit her lightly on the shoulder. They sat
transfixed, watching Tabby move uncomfortably in the chair. To Sibble's
absolute horror, Tabby predictably spread her legs and slid her hand
into her lap. In a moment her finger sought her tender little pussy and
she began rubbing herself. "She smells like peaches and cream?" Mandy
said with sniff and a grin "Oh, she does not, she smells just like us,"
Sibble said, both horrified and mystified at the same time. She was
hoping that Tabby would simply quit and rub herself off upstairs, but it
was not to happen. Sibble quickly averted her eyes when Tabby slowly
slid the crotch of her panties aside and slid her finger into her pink
folds of womanhood. The liquid sounds of a finger working in pussy flesh
was distinctive and highly erotic. Although Sibble tried not to look her
eyes were constantly being drawn back to the wonderful, horrifying
scene. Then to her added horror, Mandy began inching closer to Tabby's
pussy. Sibble put a hand on Mandy's shoulder, but Mandy shook it off. In
a moment Mandy's hand touched Tabby's knee. "What in the hell?" Tabby
gasped and looked under the table. She could see Mandy, but not
Sibble thankfully. Mandy seemed to be shaken out of a daze, she was
suddenly embarrassed. "Mrs. Henderson, what in the hell are you doing?"
Tabby demanded. "And why are you doing it under my table?" "Uh... your
mom said to wait here," Mandy said, realizing that Tabby had not seen
Sibble. "We were playing a game." "But what are you doing now?" Tabby
demanded. "You were hot and I wanted to help," Mandy said lamely. "Help?
Help how?" Tabby asked thoughtfully. "Like this," Mandy said and leaned
forward to kiss the inside of Tabby's knee. "And this," Mandy moved
forward and kissed her
absolutely smooth inner thigh. It was like kissing butter. Mandy had not
felt anything so smooth in years, not since her first gym class
experience in high school. "And this," Mandy kissed the opposite
inner thigh gently until they heard Tabby's distinctive hiss of
pleasure. "Oh, ok," Tabby said lamely, barely audible. She dropped the
table cloth back into place. They heard the sound of Tabby drinking out
of the bottle again. Sibble gritted her teeth. Mandy pressed her
lips against the smooth perfection of Tabby's inner thigh and sucked
gently, tasting the delicious flavor of young flesh. She sighed in
absolute pleasure and slid slightly closer to her goal. Tabby gave a
loud shuddering gasp and opened her legs more, obviously inviting Mandy
in. Sibble tried to close her eyes, but the drama unfolding before her
demanded that she watch. She may never get another opportunity. Mandy
groaned and suddenly slid forward, pressing her open mouth against
Tabby's wet flesh. Tabby squealed and slid a hand under the table to
hold Mandy's head close. When the hand disappeared Sibble slid up behind
Mandy and kissed the back of her neck, then slid both hands around to
play with Mandy's ample breasts. Since Mandy was sitting on her
feet, each foot protruded from
behind her ass. Sibble slid forward until her crotch was pressed tightly
against Mandy's slightly angled right foot. She slowly rubbed herself
against Mandy's foot while her right hand slid down Mandy's body and
into her crotch. Mandy moaned into Tabby's sweet little pussy. She was
sucking the sweet nectar from Tabby's crotch as Sibble's hand hiked up
Mandy's dress and slid into her panties. In seconds Sibble's practiced
hand found Mandy's clit and began rubbing it. "Oh yes," Mandy hissed
with her face temporarily resting against Tabby's sweet pussy. Sibble
stopped for a moment and repositioned Mandy's foot so she could easily
rub against it, then began massaging Mandy's clit as she rode with
Mandy's heel pressed into her own pussy. Mandy suddenly turned her face
and pressed her sucking lips against Tabby's wet little peach. She
sucked briefly then slid her tongue into the sweet young teen's womanly
folds. Her tongue lashed around inside the young woman, causing her to
bounce on the chair in time with the lashing tongue. Mandy grabbed
Tabby's
slender legs and put one on each shoulder, making it easier to get at
her tender pussy. She rubbed her hands on each silky smooth leg while
exploring the young woman's loins with her eager tongue. Her tongue
repeatedly snaked into Tabby's pussy, lashed up, then withdrew. Mandy
felt like a dog lapping milk out of a bowl. But this bowl was the most
erotic bowl on Earth. Sibble looked at the slender little leg just an
inch before her eyes, while she leaned against the back of Mandy's head
and rubbed Mandy's wet pussy with a forceful, practiced finger.
Impulsively, she quickly leaned forward and kissed the inside of Tabby's
knee. She would not go any further with her daughter, but she suddenly
needed the contact. Tabby's skin was soft and hot against her lips.
Sibble smiled and kissed the exposed area at the back of Mandy's neck,
while rubbing Mandy's wet mushy pussy. Sibble suddenly switched
hands and licked her fingers clean. She was getting hotter and
hotter, watching Mandy's hungry mouth suck her daughter's vagina. Sibble
wished that Mandy had a daughter so she could sample her pussy, but
unfortunately, Mandy was too much of a dike to ever get married. Lucky
for Sibble. Sibble liked getting her pussy eaten on a daily basis,
and Mandy was the only volunteer around most of the time. In fact, Mandy
had been eating her pussy for over ten years. Now she was eating her
daughter's as well. Somehow it seemed appropriate. "You are such a
slut," Sibble whispered to Mandy, who's eyes crinkled in humor. Mandy
removed her tongue from Tabby's vagina so she could catch her breath,
while her agile tongue tortured Tabby's sensitive outer flesh. Tabby
moaned and grabbed the edge of the table. Her hips were rocking, mashing
her sweet young pussy into the older woman's hot mouth. Mandy's tongue
slid into the folds of skin and found Tabby's little clit. It battered
it savagely, causing Tabby to jolt on the chair. Electric shocks from
Mandy's brutal tongue caused her to dance like a rag doll, helpless to
stop the exquisite torture. Sibble was mesmerized by the sight of
Mandy's long, red tongue sliding through her daughter's velvety folds of
wet mush. It was SO erotic. Sibble wanted more than the soft heel
pressed against her steaming pussy, but she would have to wait until
Mandy finished Tabby. "Eat me, Mandy," Sibble heard her daughters words
echo her own so many days before. She should feel jealous, but she
couldn't. "Lick me, drink me," Tabby hissed with her face pressed
against the back of the chair. She was sitting with her perfect ass on
the front of the hard wooden chair. Her feet and legs were still thrown
over Mandy's shoulders. Mandy wanted to get at Tabby's sweet little
cherry ass, but that was impossible in such a position. She hoped she
could do it later, if Tabby ever spoke to her again. "I love it," Tabby
gasped between harsh breaths, "suck me dry, Mandy." Tabby's words
were getting Mandy even more turned on, if anything could. The simple
sight of the virginal little pussy, the light brown tuft of hair, and
the sweet cherry ass were as much turn-on as she could take, for the
moment. It was more than she had ever dreamed of. It was more than...
"Oh shit, I'm coming," Mandy gasped into Tabby's wet pussy. Mandy
pressed her puckered lips against Tabby's vulva and sucked her hot
little hole, then slid her tongue up inside of Tabby's tight pussy. She
began a slow rhythm as she slid her tongue up and out, slowly tongue
fucking Tabby to an orgasm. She was careful to stay away from the stiff
little clit because she wanted Tabby's orgasm to be the strongest
possible. Rapidly tongue fucking the little teen made her hotter and
hotter, even as her orgasm built to a climax. With a little
squeal, Tabby threw her legs tightly together around Mandy's head and
rode it while the horrible, wonderful orgasm tore her loins apart.
Sibble lifted Tabby's skirt so she could see Mandy being abused by her
daughters hot release. Mandy gasped for air, but managed to keep eating
Tabby until Tabby finally threw her legs wide and begged Mandy to stop.
Mandy lay gasping against Tabby's right leg. Her face was totally
covered with Tabby's juice. Everyone seemed entirely sated and happy,
except for Sibble who was busily rubbing herself against Mandy's foot.
"Oh Sib, you can never get yourself off like that," Mandy said, turning
with a moan, pushing Sibble back, and leaning forward until she placed
her face near Sibble's crotch. She
pulled Sibble's dress up and slid her black lace panties aside.
"Mother?" Tabby asked, suddenly bending under the table to see. "High
Tabby Cat," Sibble said lamely. "Oh this is so... strange," Tabby
finally said with a giggle. Tabby slid out of the chair and laid by the
table to watch Mandy eat her mother. At first Tabby was as interested in
seeing her mother's pussy as Sibble had been of hers. Both were pretty
secretive and dressed in private. This was the first good look at her
mother's pussy that Tabby had ever had. Without hesitation, Mandy threw
her face forward and clamped onto Sibble's pussy with her sucking lips.
For a moment it sounded like somebody trying to drink a milkshake
through a straw. Sibble stiffened and pressed Mandy's head into her
crotch. "I hate you when you do that?" Sibble lied with a gasp. The
vibration was sending electricity clear up to the roots of her hair.
Mandy knew she loved it, although it was sometimes hard to do. "Wow,
what a feast," Mandy said dramatically, wiping her mouth with the back
of her hand, then spoiling the moment by spitting out a hair. "Hair,"
she explained to Tabby briefly with a smile, then slid her mouth against
Sibble's pussy again. Her agile tongue slid through Mandy's hot folds,
while her daughter looked on with interest. "Do you do this kind of
thing often?" Tabby asked. "Tabby, please!" Sibble gasped. The hot mouth
working between her legs was heating her up considerably. She would come
in no time if her daughter quit asking stupid questions. Sibble lay with
her head thrown back enjoying the feeling of the warm mouth in her
crotch, the snaking tongue slithering in and out of her pussy, and the
warm cheeks pressed against her inner thighs. There was no better
feeling in the world, even though she liked a long stiff dick splitting
her ass once in a while. A woman's mouth was still the best way to
please another woman. Sibble began grunting and rocking, her pussy
slammed into Mandy's abused face as her orgasm built and exploded with
terrible force. She came and came, nearly twisting Mandy's pretty face
off with her strong legs, before she fell back totally exhausted. "You
sure came big," Tabby said enthusiastically. "You're quite a turn-on,
daughter." "I guess so. So, can we do it
again?" Tabby asked brightly. Sibble and Mandy exchanged disbelieving
looks and Sibble fell back on the tile floor with a groan.
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