The Beat Pt. 07

The continuing story of Mary Houghton a married middle-aged woman and the exploration of her sexuality. How she copes with finding her true self, and how she deals with her husband and 3 children. How she finally came to accept who she really is.

There is no underage sex as per Lit policy and guidelines.

This is an original work of fiction by the author, and nobody is real.

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***WARNING***

This story contains Mother/Daughter and sister/sister incest if that offends you then ‘look away now’.

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Mary looked across the table at her eldest daughter she knew or thought she knew what had happened that afternoon. Even now reliving the experience her core began to leak, and she shifted in her chair. Looking at her daughter, she began to speak, “You do know that what happened between you and Jennifer when you first consummated your relationship, was illegal,” She told her.

Sally looked at her Mum, “Technically, yes, but it wasn’t tacky and I was more than a willing participant,” She told her.

“That doesn’t matter in the eyes of the law. Best we get our stories straight before we tell your dad, he most likely won’t do the maths right away, but at some point, he will and we best have the same answers, including Jennifer,” Mary was deadset serious.

“Mum, you have taught me never to lie, no matter what. So we need to find a way to tell Dad so he doesn’t ask too many questions,” Sally told her Mum. She looked her straight in the eyes and said matter of factly, “I won’t lie,”

Mary reached over and hugged her daughter and Sally threw her arms around her Mother, they were in a tight embrace. Sally kissed her neck and nuzzled her ear. I wasn’t meant to be overtly sexual but to Mary in her current state, it was. She moaned and pulled her tightly into her and felt her small perky boobs, against her, her nipples erect and stiff, poking into her mother’s more ample mammary glands. Mary shuddered slightly as an electric shock ran through her. Sally slowly withdrew from their embrace and held her mum at arm’s length.

“I think I just gave you a small climax, didn’t I,” Sally told her with a smile on her face. As she repositioned herself onto her mother’s lap, sitting with her legs apart and facing her. Looking into her eyes she kissed her mum’s forehead. She leaned forward and whispered into her mum’s ear, “Mum, I enjoyed what happened today. At first, it threw me and I freaked out, but I have had time to think about what happened and how I was feeling deep inside and the more I thought about it,” She hesitated, not knowing if she should let her inner desires be known, “I got so aroused, I couldn’t believe it, I want to take this further?”

Mary’s breathing was coming in fast short spells as her body was screaming out for more but her brain was on guard against such feelings. “No Sally, I can’t, honestly sweetheart, I just can’t,” She then rested her forehead against Sally’s chin and instinctively looked down her blouse. Her daughter wasn’t wearing a bra. Those perky tits and those nipples told Mary that her daughter was truly aroused.

Raising her head, she wet her lips and made a decision. “I think I will need to take care of myself, but thank you for the offer,” Mary told her and kissed her lips.

“I know, I will be too but as a suggestion, why don’t you call your friend up, the one who took you to the club today and spend the night with her?” For some reason, she found it too hard to call her mum’s friend a girlfriend.

Mary looked at her daughter and wondered where her shy young innocent daughter went. Sally stood up and raised her skirt to reveal a pantyless mound, glistening with excitement. Mary dare not reach out to it for fear of not being able to say no. She knew what would come from it, there were her other children to consider and her husband. Her raw sexual desires had to be contained. And they were.

She looked at the fleeting sight of her daughter’s pussy and moved her to one side. “Yes, I just might do that, she did offer to host me for a sleepover,” She told her daughter.

“Not sure you’ll be getting much sleep,” Sally replied, smiling as she said it.

“Oh hush up you, before I lose my nerve. What will Angie say?” She wondered aloud.

“Nothing, because by the time she gets up, you’ll be out shopping or something like that,” Sally told her mum as she finished her orange tea. “Besides she’ll be pestering me for some more details of my love life,”

Mary quickly texted Beth, ‘Is the sleepover offer still good?’. Within two minutes her phone rang. Mary answered it as soon as it started to vibrate. She had it on silent in the evenings so as not to annoy anyone who was sleeping. Sally put her cup in the sink and left the room to her mum.

Beth could hardly contain her excitement, “Hell yeah, what happened?” She asked. “I’ll tell you once I get there, you’re on South Terrace aren’t you?” Mary quickly replied.

“Yes. 418 in the Rose Building on the corner of Morphett Street. How long will it take you?” She asked.

“Leaving now so if the traffic isn’t too bad, about twenty minutes,” Mary told her.

“I’ll be waiting, I can’t believe you are coming over, Oh My God, this is so good, hurry,” Elizabeth told her.

Mary turned around and found Sally texting someone, Jennifer her mother thought. “I’m off, take care and thank you,” She kissed her daughter on her head. Sally looked up at her mum, smiled and said to her, “It will be all right, so enjoy yourself,”

Mary’s smile was a nervous one. What had transpired that evening that whole day had changed the way she felt about herself. Sure she knew or she felt she was doing wrong, but she also knew that it was right for her mental state. She would work it all out with Paul one day, but for now, she was going to enjoy herself. No sooner had she thought all that than she worried about her sexual desires for Sally, there was no mistaking what her body thought of the idea, and how so tempted she was to reach out for her glistening mound with its landing strip and those perky boobs and nipples. She brought herself back to concentrate on the road.

Sally was texting Jennifer and telling her all that had gone on, everything, every little detail, including offering herself up to her mum. How turned on she was and would have had her mother in an instant if she had let her. The rejection hurt a little, she told her, but that it made her all the more determined to succeed. She took control of the situation and instructed Jen to pick her up for lunch tomorrow. She then sent her off to bed demanding she, bring herself off with just her fingers and send her a short video of her orgasm.

Sally felt well pleased with how things had gone as she headed off to her shared bedroom with Angie. Knowing that Ang would be fast asleep after playing with herself, as was her custom of late. She entered their bedroom and true to form there was a hint of sexual endeavour still lingering in the air, Ang was laying on top of her bed, her PJ pants still half exposing the top of her mound, Sally got up close to her and drew in a deep breath. She quietly moaned and Angie stirred. Sally backed away quietly as she stripped off but couldn’t find her PJs. She pulled back her covers, they were not in her bed, she looked under the pillows, not there. She thought hard shrugged and went to get a fresh pair from her drawers when she was hit from behind with a pair of strong-smelling PJ pants. She turned around and watched as Angie lay on her bed, her PJ top now unbuttoned exposing her hard nipples on top of her cute little boobies. Sally smiled. “I wondered how long it would take you to become more than just inquisitive,” Sally slowly walked back towards her bed. Kneading her perky tits and pinching her nipples. Reaching her bed she lay down upon it, she told Angie to come to her.

Sally showed Angie just what to do to please her. Angie lay on top of her big sister as Sally slowly edged her downwards, the look on Angie’s face was one of nervousness but also she had that look of excitement one has when starting a new venture. Sally’s hands were resting on her sister’s shoulders as she opened her legs for her. She whispered to her to take her time, to use all of her tongue, from the tip to the flat and not to be scared to explore, to taste, to use her fingers. “I will guide you, by the time Monday comes around you will be able to seduce any of your friends. Confidence is everything, so make me cum Angie baby,”

Sally then put her hands into her sister’s hair, and pulled gently, leading her this way then that way. “I little harder, OH yeah,” she cried out as she put one of her long slender legs around Angie’s shoulders and forced her in tighter to her mound.

“Use a finger, sweetie, oh yeah, just like that, oh my god yes,” Her moaning was continuous, “Now curl it upwards, hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm yeah, you got it.” Sally was giving a vivid set of instructions and Angie loved how her big sister was bucking on her face.

“Push your fingers up against the insides of my clit and rub them back and forth babe, then grab my clit in between your lips and suck on it.” Angie was told and she did as she was told as Sally kept pulling on her hair. Guiding her into positions so she could reach the orgasmic mountain top.

Sally began to moan louder, as she felt her tide start to race from deep inside of her, it was coming wave after wave, and she felt it about to explode forth, and as she did she pushed Angie’s face onto her core and then let out a cry, as the hot sweet juices came forth from her and Angie just let the juices flow from her sister into her mouth, trying to capture it all. Sally’s back was arched as her bum lifted off of the bed.

Soon Sally collapsed back onto the bed, panting. Smiling at her sister “I hope YOU like doing that because you are fucking good at it,”