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 eighteen, 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 lunch.
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 eighteen 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 cum.
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 boob.
"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 excite-
ment. 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 on!
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 at me."
"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 and laughed.
"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.
"Yes."
"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."
"I bet it was last week when you took that sauna with Lisa Marsh after the party"
"Honey, I really can't say." But Beth's Mona Lisa smile spoke volumes. She and Lisa had sixty-nined in the sauna to screaming orgasms. The memory started making her wet again and reminded her of the scene a few minutes earlier with her daughter.
"Were you remembering everything you did with Chip last night? Was that what got you going?"
