I Blame The Parents 4

by hornykate

The other three stories should be read first just to be up to speed with who's who.

I invited my mother round a few days later. She hadn't seen us for a while so she was keen to come visit.

Our history, briefly, was that we'd continued to have sex through my preteen and teen years. Wonderful memories, but it ended just before I fell pregnant with Sophie. It seemed a natural end, and we reverted surprisingly easily to a 'normal' mother/daughter relationship.

And now here she was for a short stay, suitcase in hand. She settled into the spare room and our first two days were spent catching up, shopping, eating out, the usual stuff.

I was beginning to think my idea would never materialize when one of those moments occurred which just seems to be a conjunction of the stars.

We'd just had a light lunch, (pasta with a pesto sauce, since you ask) and I was sitting at the kitchen table while mother washed the dishes. Sophie was sitting on the work-top right next to mother, chatting away like she does. Mother was wearing a very pretty summer dress, white with a pattern of little red roses, spaghetti straps, slightly graying hair in a bun, Sophie in a navy blue skirt, white ankle socks, and a darling little Lord Fauntleroy lacy shirt, and from where I was sitting I could see her white panties, which was getting me very horny. So I decided to bite the bullet to see what would happen.

I walked up behind my mother, and put my hands on her hips, my head on her shoulder.

"Thank you for coming to see us," I said, "we've missed you." And I kissed her gently on her neck. She leaned back into me.

"I'm glad I came," she replied, "I should make more of an effort. Since your dad passed away I've missed good company."

"Anythin else you've missed?" I asked as my hands began moving gently up her torso. I briefly felt the bulge of her breasts before moving my hands back down her body.

"Well, yes, I miss that too baby. But times change." Her voice was soft and she sounded a little sad.

"Things don't have to change," I whispered into her ear, giving it a gentle lick.

"Oh baby," she sighed, and let drop what she'd been washing, "lets do this later, this is a bit..."

"A bit what?" I softly said. "Is it coz Sophie's here?" And I put my hand over hers, still wet from the washing up, and placed it on Sophie's thigh. Almost as if planned, Sophie opened her legs.

"Don't be sad Mama," said my little five year old angel, "we want you to be happy."

By this time I'd raised my mother's dress to her hips and was rubbing her cunt through her lace panties.

"Remember when I was five Mummy?" I asked her. "Sophie's five. Touch her Mummy, touch her."

"Oh my god," she said, so quietly I barely heard.

"I know you want to touch her Mummy, touch your granddaughter's little cunt," I encouraged. I could see her hand was slowly moving up her thigh. I slipped my hand into my mother's knickers and she was so wet, I easily slipped three fingers straight into her hot cunt. "Touch her cunt Mummy. She wants you to, don't you baby."

"Yes Mama, I want you to feel my cunt. Don't you want to feel how wet I am?" My mother's hand was by now softly stroking my daughter's puss through her panties as I was fingering her.

"You made me a little slut Mummy," I whispered in her ear wetly, "and now your darling little granddaughter is a slut too. Tell Mama what a little slut you are baby." I could feel my mother's cunt getting wetter and wetter, practically running down her thighs.

"I am a slut Mama, I love havin my cunt licked. Mummy licks me. So does Jo."

"Jo?" asked mother, almost in a delirium.

"Another little five year old you've yet to meet." I told her as I moved my hand away from her cunt and started fingering her ass.

"Will you lick my cunt Mama?" continued Sophie, "do you like fuckin little girls too?"

By way of answer my mother lowered her head to my daughters little cunt and began licking her through her knickers.

"I've missed this so much." she said between licks.

I got on my knees behind my mother and slid my tongue into her hot shit-hole. She was so wet my tongue went straight inside. When I could get breath I encouraged my mother in her pedo incest sex.

"Fuck your little granddaughter," I told her, "she's been friggin her baby clit thinkin about you. Taste her little five year old cunt. Show me you're still a pedo slut. Make my little girl cum."

"I'm cumming Mama," cried Sophie, "I love this feeling, make me cum, lick my little cunt..." and she went rigid as she came into my mother's mouth crying out 'Mama, Mama'.

My mother and I ended up kneeling between my daughter's legs, praying at the alter of Venus. We took turns licking her, our tongues meeting in our fevered passion. I reached up to rub Sophie's tummy, pressing down slightly. She knew me well enough to know what I wanted. I guided my mother's face to my daughter's cunt just as the flow of piss began streaming through her panties.

"Drink her piss," I said "drink your granddaughter's piss." I was wetter than I'd ever been. "Would you like to meet Jo?" I asked..