Tabatha Ann's Mother, Part 2

by deanna

We left Tabatha Ann and Chantille ending an escapade with two young women.

The following day began with Chantille's exclusive house keepers shuffling in to begin their duties for the day. Lovely Maria, the hired chef had her precocious 6 year old daughter Amanda in tow. As they entered the kitchen facility, Tabatha Ann was already anticipating her arrival.

"There's Tabby for you my amante poquita." Maria caressed her. The dear child scurried over into Tabatha's arms and they hurried off together. Chantille had entered greeting Maria and sat with the staff of young women. They circled the kitchen chairs and Maria chose a young valet girl to pose in the center. She was very refined and fair. Lovely Spanish skin tone. Dark hypnotic eyes and hair.

The girl slowly whirled around for them and raised her formal black mini dress seductively. As she leaned forward facing Chantille, her top dropped away exposing her breasts to 'my lady.' She smiled knowing her derriere was in Maria's full view. She rocked side to side slowly as the house girls chanted in Spanish and caressed themselves.

She lowered her smooth ass cheeks into Maria's lap. The girl massaged herself on the thighs she felt below and rose up to rub against the Latin breasts. Maria smiled for Chantille and slathered her tongue thoroughly on the soft flesh. Maria wouldn't resist fondling the black lacy panties there either. A few moments past and the girl turned around and rubbed her nose on Maria's as she held the modest chef's chin in her hands.

The valet girl then moved her attention to another house girl. She danced slowly holding her dress up as they masturbated together. She turned around and continued with the next girl for all to see. She made her way to Chantille where she pulled her dress off and handed it to her peers. She thrust her loins toward the mistress and massaged with both hands. Bringing herself to a heightened moment she reached for Chantille's hands to drive her climax. Chantille worked the girl's pussy ferociously and brought her cum to eruption for all to enjoy.

She held the girl tight and sent the others to their chores. They kissed and cuddled till the girl regained her composure. Chantille sat her in the living room to rest till noon. With her libido satisfied, Tabatha Ann's mother retreated to her study. Meanwhile, little Tabby and her friend were in her room upstairs on the carpet. They casually played in a 69 position laying on their sides each with one leg lifted, examining each other's delicate folds. They dabbled their fingers, playfully arousing one another.

A few hours later Chantille passed the living room and smiled as she saw the valet girl masturbating again. Looking for Maria, she led the dear young lady up the curved staircase to their daughters. At the top of the stairs Chantille asked her "Maria, would you give me the pleasure of your lips?" Maria adored the woman and replied "Oh yes, anything for 'my lady." Chantille sat on the top landing and opened her robe. Maria knelt on a closest step and admired the familiar physique. They kissed and caressed.

Maria went down on her idol figure and gratefully gave Chantille her full attention at that awkward position. Chantille watched her lovingly wash herself in the experience as shivers ran through spread knees and up their torso. Chantille threw her head back absorbing the divine decadence. It was wonderful to have such willing subjects at her beckon call, her every whim indulged.

Nearing climax, Chantille drew her knees up and held them. Down below, two of the house girls saw the enticing scene. They walked closer and one groped the pussy of the other hoping for reciprocation. Maria applied steady her duties of the moment. Loving the task to which she was appointed. Chantille gave her helper the gift of satisfaction as her inner-most well spring brought forth a shower of intimacy. A reward that drew them both closer as if sisters, sans servitude.

The girls below glistened with their view of two beautiful women uninhibited to the point of near-public display, more so than in the privacy of a nearby room. The girls rubbing themselves in chorus till they met their goals. Following close the orgasm on the stairs. Maria and Chantille smiled down at the impressionable young women. Who needed little prompting among themselves.

Continuing to Tabatha Ann's room Chantille made proposition to Maria that,rather than merely watching the girls at their intimate playtime maybe they would participate. Maria knew exactly what her muse needed to initiate. "I would be delighted if you took pleasure in my Amanda, she loves you so very much!" Maria assured. "Oh Maria, thank you so much! Will you take time to show my Tabatha your divine handy work? You are so loving!" Chantille pleaded. "Anything that I can do to bring you joy,'my lady" Maria said as she wrapped her arms around the beautiful woman.

They entered Tabby's room in each other's arms drinking in the eroticism of their young girls enjoying one another. "Amanda, come here to Chantille and let her love you now." Maria instructed. As little Amanda sat up, she met Chantille at the sofa. Tabatha Ann sat up and looked to Maria. "Yes, come to me Tabatha Ann." Maria said. Chantille sat and the soft nude child straddled her lap facing her. She spent the next few moments holding the dear child and memorizing her as a mother would. Maria drew Tabby to stand between her knees when she sat near Chantille. They both smiled and Maria reached out for the girl's wet labia.

Maria nestled her fingers in the dripping folds and stroked their length up and down. The sticky clacking of wet flesh was intoxicating to both of the women. As Maria worked her fingers through then in and out of this young girl's entrance, her thumb traced the pubescent clitoris. Soon little Tabatha hunched her knees where she stood and tried humping closer to the loving attention she thrives on. Her hands properly on her ass cheeks as she witnessed several times before, she tried to concentrate on her pussy and the sensations jolting within like the big girls do.

Determined to keep her balance, she longed for the approval of dear Maria as the pressure of this new friend… her orgasm, came to call once again. Her young pussy began to throb at the patiently skilled hands of this lovely young woman. She seemed to feel each bubble of cum as it formed into creamy suds around dear Maria's fingers. It tickled the thighs of her little apprentice as cum dripped by Maria's strumming digits.

Suddenly Tabatha Ann jolted with electrifying waves of orgasm that shot from her pussy to her brain. The mature patience and diligence Maria used on this loving girl caused an exponential surge to her youthful nerve center. Tabatha Ann splashed her trusted mentor with inviting love from deep within. Her sexual lube of welcome erupted for the first time and it came for her dear friend, right next to her mother.

Tabatha Ann blacked-out shaking and fell to Maria who laid her beside. Chantille was so pleased she laughed with Maria at the next level of maturity they ushered Tabby in to. Amanda giggled too, as she saw her girlfriend panting like never before. She seemed quite happy. Fulfilled. Contented. The women reveled at their moment of joy. Chantille became quite comfortable with little Amanda as they witnessed the two lovers engaged in each other. Maria caressed little Tabby to sleep and waited for Chantille to continue.

Amanda had worked Chantille's robe off her shoulders as they cuddled. The little girl touched and squeezed the breasts as Chantille kissed the child and held her waist. The ripened 6 year old knew how to make her mother's nipples grow hard and horny. She worked Chantille the same as she had teased Tabby, too. This new level of awakening for Chantille excited her. She questioned Maria on what the young girl enjoys and proceeded to fondle the little recesses of this girl. Stirring the child deeply Chantille could see arousal in her eyes. As she worked the child's labia and ass flesh Amanda's face reddened and her eyes began to tear up.

"I think she's ready." Maria whispered. Chantille lay the child's head and shoulders down on her motherly lap. Bringing the little legs up and over her own shoulders, Chantille located the child's winking pussy delightfully at her own nose. She blew breath onto the impish folds. Amanda moaned contently. Chantille began nuzzling her nose into the baby-like crevasse. Chantille moistened the lips with saliva. Holding tight the girl's shoulders below, she extended the tip of her long tongue into the labia of the poetic foundling. Maria moved in closer with a proud smile.

As the mature tongue wriggled and prodded through the hymen loosened by her Spanish mother, Chantille flooded the little vaginal canal with her oral secretions. Little Amanda made guttural noises and erotic groans Maria had never heard. Maria looked down at her child's face and saw her mouth open, her eyes crossed vacantly. Chantille snaked her tongue deeply into this little girl bumping her immature cervix. The woman wondered if this child could enjoy the sensations her tongue brought to more mature females. The ethereal noises the child expressed gave some hint.

Amanda's mother was enthralled by the vision of her actress/hero burying the torrid tongue in her baby girl so intimately. Chantille tried to open the cervix with the tip of her oral muscle. The child gurgled and moaned incoherently. Maria took hold of her baby's torso and pressed her fingers on the chubby mons to feel for the movement of the tongue inside. It was truly fascinating. Her 6 year old daughter was in a daze.

Chantille massaged the vaginal walls to the point where little Amanda lost her urine and it progressed to flow down the girl's thighs, across the woman's shoulders and breasts collecting at her lap below. Chantille was determined just the same.

Half an hour had passed as Chantille memorized the taste and feel of her long tongue tightly massaging this tiny young pussy. The urine was pure. Un-offensive. The taste was neutral yet intimate. Chantille was pleased as she drew herself from the girl's secret place. Maria aligned Amanda to her lips. The girl's head and shoulders remained on Chantille's lap. She pressed her tongue though not as large as Chantille's, into her daughter's little hole and she too, memorized the texture and taste. Satisfied, both women lay the young girl beside Tabatha Ann where they both fell fast asleep.