Mother Daughter 69 Plus Dad

Connie sat on the edge of her parent’s bed the small vibrator in hand. She licked her lips as the sensation cascading from her clit sent chills through her body. Her breathing quickened as she lay back on the bed, her night shirt hiked up to her hips and her legs spread. As her heart raced she forgot about the laundry she was putting away when she discovered the small vibrator no more than three inches long and about an inch in diameter. As the fifteen year old toyed with it in her hand she couldn’t help but imagine her mother on the bed her legs up and her pussy spread as the small white machine brought her to an orgasm. She felt aroused thinking of her mother but then again she did feel aroused thinking about women and men but women intrigued her most.
With one hand holding the vibrator against her clit she slipped two fingers from the other into her dripping pussy. It was tight, a virgin pussy and smooth as a baby’s bottom. She was hot and wet inside, her juices oozing out onto the silk sheets. She bit down on her lip to stifle the subtle whimpers coming from her mouth as she bucked against the furious vibration. She was in a world of her own, her blond hair loose on the sheets as with closed eyes her head moved from side to side. Her chest rose as she bucked against the humming machine in her hand pressing it hard between her milky slit deep against her pink clit. Her breasts were small mounds no larger than two grape fruits. Beneath the night shirt her nipples were hard and pierced the cotton of the pink shirt eager to break free. She shivered and groaned as deep inside a wave of orgasmic pleasure engulfed her.
Catching her breath, her eyes still closed she slipped the vibrator’s switch off and tossed it next to her on the bed. She sat up, her hand shaking slightly smiling sheepishly to herself as she opened her eyes and saw her mother standing in the doorway.
Her mother was about five feet six inches. She had the sexiest hour glass figure even after giving birth twice. She had breasts that bounced with each step and always seemed as if they’d fall from the deep V necks she often wore. Her hair was long and blond like Connie and always pulled in a pony tail which accentuated her small oval face, big blue eyes and full pink lips. She was quiet a sexy woman and Connie could only hope she’d become as sexy as her mother. She was getting there but at that moment she was more concerned about what she’d say now that her mother hand apparently just caught her masturbating.
“Uh… mum….I can…”
Her mother stared at her an impassive gaze on her face. Then tossing her hand bag aside said, “Just make sure you wipe it off when you’re done honey.” She went into the bathroom leaving her daughter somewhat speechless.
When she returned Connie found her voice again.
“You’re not mad?” She asked.
“Why should I be?” Her mother asked cocking her head slightly a frown furrowing her normally smooth brow.
“I don’t know,” Connie said, shrugging her gaze falling to the floor.
“You only did what any normal woman seeking release would do with out a man or a partner.” Her mother said plainly.
“Do you…” Connie started but didn’t finish her cheeks reddening.
Her mother laughed and sat next to her. “It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Sometimes when you’re dad isn’t at home and I’m all hot I can’t help it.” She touched her daughter’s bare leg.