A Mother-Daughter Onsen Vacation, Part 2

by Izayoi

The two mother-daughter pairs had lapsed into a restful, deep sleep after their night of exciting, eye-opening firsts. It was only the light of the early morning sun shining through the cracks in the curtains that finally caused the two mothers to stir next to their still-sleeping daughters. As the two women came back to the world of the living, it was a deep, satisfied yawn from Junko's futon that slowly focused Yukiko's mind as she returned to consciousness. With a deep breath of her own, followed by some gentle stretching, she rolled over to look pleasantly towards her life-long friend.

Junko smiled back at her. "Ohayou Yuki-chan." She whispered.

"Ohayou Junko"

Resting on her elbow, Junko gazed lovingly down upon their two daughters who were still sleeping peacefully between them. Not only had the pair stayed up well beyond their normal school-week bedtimes, they had also experienced more excitement and stimulation in that last waking hour than they had at any other point during their young lives.

"They really did take it well, didn't they Yuki?"

While listening to her friend, Yukiko was looking down at her beautiful little Shiori, still wrapped in that cute, pink Yukata, chest gently rising and falling as she slept. Yukiko reached out her hand cautiously brushed away a few stray strands of fine, black hair from the girl's forehead.

"They really did Junko. But then again, I doubt it was hard to convince them when they were feeling so good."

Junko joined her friend in near-silent laughter. "I can't argue with that. It took us a while to get things sorted out when we were younger. Shiori and Megumi better properly thank their mothers for saving them all the time and effort! I'll be expecting much more cooperation with the laundry and dishes."

"As if that would ever happen!" Yukiko retorted with a mix of amusement and motherly frustration. "I don't even think last night will make up for how "annoying" I am when I ask Shiori to help around the house sometimes."

"Well that is the thing about little girls, isn't it? I doubt our mothers were very pleased with the two of us, and they didn't even know half of what we really got up too."

"We were definitely lucky about that! You were so loud sometimes when we fooled around at home!" Yukiko couldn't help but tease her friend as they reminisced.

"Yuki-chan is one to talk! How many times did your mother ask "is everything OK?" when I was "lending you a hand with your homework"?" Junko had almost forgotten about the pair of sleepyheads between them as her teasing voice grew louder and louder.

"Come now, Junko...I haven't got a clue what you're talking about." Yukiko's mischievous and somewhat embarrassed smile however suggested anything but.

It was only a long, cute sigh by the unconscious Megumi that drew Junko's attention back to her daughter. Momentarily growing quiet, Junko ran a finger along the girl's cheek, smiling lovingly while her distant expression seemed to be recalling last night's escapades.

"I still can't believe what we did Yukiko! I don't regret it for a second but I never thought myself capable of something like that!" She mused.

"Well with your best friend by your side, you're capable of all kinds of things, aren't you Junko? Plus I think our plan worked to perfection."

"Step one of the plan you mean. We still have quite a bit in store for today. Shall we figure that out as we go along?" Junko asked, already mentally running through some of the sexy, mischievous things she had in mind.

"That's for the best I think. Once they wake up we'll have a little talk with them to make sure they're OK after all that surprise and then we can get our second "relaxing" day started." Yukiko replied as she glanced towards the clock, already reading 7:45am, a near unthinkable time for most Japanese people to sleep until. "My we slept late! I guess they weren't the only ones who were tired, ne Junko?"

In response to Yukiko's question, Junko mouth suddenly broke into a bright, eager smile which showed off her still youthful beauty she had retained despite growing older. Yukiko could tell that Junko was about to assume her usual, bolder role once more, but what exactly was she thinking of?

"You know Yukiko...while I agree that the girls need to wake up, shaking them awake will surely be a lost opportunity, don't you think?" Junko whispered conspiratorially to her friend.

Yukiko still wasn't sure where Junko was going, but she was sure that whatever it was would be yet another surprise to the young slumbering pair.

"Come on Yukiko, I want to give the girls an unforgettable wake-up call. Doing what I'm best at, of course. I doubt you'd disagree!" The words had barely left her mouth as Junko silently began to shift about, sliding down the futon and reaching once more for the knotted belt of Megumi-chan's yukata as she had the night before.

It was that last comment that finally helped Yukiko realize what her friend had in mind. The thought of it shocked and excited her all at once. Having already made up her mind to see things through the night before, she wasted no time in mirroring Junko's slow, silent actions. "Well I hope Shiori's ready for another surprise!" She thought to herself excitedly as she slowly undid the young girl's robe.

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As Shiori slowly regained consciousness, she once again felt enveloped by the same pleasurable warmth she had felt last night. Until Mrs. Miyamoto and her mother had turned off the lights and taught Megumi and her about "massages" ,Shiori had never even known anything could feel so good. Honestly, she had been shocked when her mother had pulled down her panties and started touching her private place, but Mom had been gentle and it had felt soooooo good. Especially the end, where that good feeling had gotten bigger and bigger, feeling almost like she had to pee. In fact at the very end when her body started shaking and moving almost on its own, she thought she actually was peeing, but she quickly realized it was something else, and that something was much, much better. It was a bit embarrassing for all that to happen next to Megumi but they had held hands and she had even heard Megumi making sounds like hers while Mrs. Miyamoto was touching her. Shiori guessed that it must have been because she was feeling that same amazing feeling she had.

Even now, as Shiori slowly slid from dreams back into consciousness, she recalled that warm, pleasant feeling in her private parts. How warm and slippery her mother's fingers had felt, how they moved and moved, sometimes touching her right there.

There was most definitely Shiori's new favorite place, and it was when her mother had been focusing on it that she had experienced that very special feeling. Right now as she recalled those memories, it was almost like she was reliving it all once more. A warm wetness between her legs, gently stroking up and down, up and down, making her want to curl her toes and spread her thighs, so that she could keep getting more and more of those good feelings. Eyes still closed, still thinking she was caught in the most pleasant of dreams, Shiori let out a low, gentle moan. As she basked in pleasures she thought she was merely dreaming of, she couldn't help but slowly, reflexively thrust her pelvis forward and upward a bit, her body instinctively seeking out more of that sensation.

It was only when something warm and solid pressed back again Shiori's thrusting pelvis that she begin to wake up much more quickly.

"Ah, Ah, Ah-" A series of high-pitched, panting gasps from Megumi suddenly broke the girl's pleasurable reverie and Shiori's eyes fluttered open. Before she could even register the entirety of her own predicament, her sleepy eyes regained focus to the sight of her classmate and friend twisting about half-naked beside her once more. But this time it wasn't Mrs. Miyamoto's hand "massaging" Megumi, instead it looked like Mrs. Miyamoto was licking her! A mass of silky, black hair seemed to envelop and cover Megumi's stomach and private places as her Yukata-clad mother lay between, egs titillating her with her skilled tongue. Shiori could even hear her licking and sucking Megumi as the girl moaned, sighed, and squirmed about under her mother's ministrations.

So surprised was Shiori that she barely registered the fact that the next load moan was in fact her own. Once more she suddenly became keenly aware of that pleasurable feeling between her legs, somehow even warmer, wetter, and better than even last night had been. Her eye's finally looked down across her own bare front, only to see her mother down there, kissing and sucking away.

"Mom! Wha-!" Shiori barely managed to grasp through all the drowsy surprise.

It was at this exclamation that her mother briefly stopped her suckling of the girl's upper lips and clitoris, which has just caused that moan a moment before, and looked up, smiling at her young daughter. Her lips and face were covered in a mix of saliva, Shiori's girl cum, and even a little bit of sweat from her own exertion in the warm hotel room.

"Ohayou Shiori-chan! Do you like it?" Yukiko asked as innocently and calmly as she could given the already extreme circumstances.

Shiori continued to look at her mother silently and a little slack-jawed, mind completely dumbfounded by what was happening. Of course it felt good! B-but how could her own mother be licking her down there!? Wasn't it a "dirty place"? Scores of conflicting thoughts dashed through the young girl's head, further scrambling that bundle of complex emotions that had be born from last night's wild first experience.

Yukiko continued to smile loving but passionately at her awestruck and yet still sleepy-eyed young daughter. Despite the obvious surprise, the young girl's reactions obviously indicated that she was enjoying things and Yukiko figured that she might as well get back to finishing her "wake-up call". She looked down once more upon her daughter's lightly-furred vagina, tiny pubic hairs matted and twisted all about, soaked in the older woman's saliva and Shiori's own secretions. Her daughter's sexy, slightly salty taste was intoxicating, lighter and less pungent than that of a full-grown woman's but addicting none the less. The girl's puffy lips here flushed a light shade of pink, glands and tissues engorged from the excitement and stimulation Yukiko diligently was providing.

Not waiting a second longer, she dove back into the task at hand, dipping her tongue once more into the sacred well of her daughter's vaginal cleft, tasting the girl's excitement, letting her tongue glide towards the top, towards that little sheathed button...reaching her destination was enough to stop Shiori's questioning cold, as the girl was once again overwhelmed by the pleasure she was felt, her head tilted back and she let forth yet another childish moan.

And so Yukiko continued at a fervent pace, working alongside her best friend as they inducted their daughters into the pleasurable world of oral sex. As time passed and Shiori fell deeper into a trance-like pre-orgasmic state, Yukiko continued to vary her pace, licking the girl's vagina, suckling her little love button, sometimes even playfully writing a kanji or two with her tongue just to change things up. (Much like Junko, Shiori had responded quite loudly when Yukiko licked the character for "love" deftly atop the girl's little clitoral sheath.) She even gave Shiori a break from time to time, gently stroking the girl's vagina with her fingers as she planted loving kisses on every sensitive centimeter of the girl's inner thighs and groin.

Beside her, Junko was just as busy, pridefully pleasuring her own daughter with the skills she had mastered through years of loving, passionate practice. Megumi had probably woken up fully a few minutes before Shiori had, but she had been immediately swept up in the pleasurable tidal wave from the start, her little legs lifting up, almost wrapping themselves around her mother's head as she continue to thrust her little sex into her mother's waiting tongue.

Shiori continued to melt under the skillful wetness of her mother's tongue. Her mother's was doing all kinds of wonderful things to her down there, making her feel pleasure in ways she had never before imagined. Now, having once again been completely overwhelmed be those new sensations just like she was last night, she was well along on her climb towards that orgasmic peak. Not only was her mother relentless, Shiori even found herself being affected by her best friend as Megumi writhed and moaned beside her. Seeing, or rather hearing her usually quiet friend Megumi expressing her own pleasure so loudly, so openly surprised little Shiori such that it served only to heighten her own excitement. Slowly in the pit of her stomach, deep in her most private places, she felt that pressure building once more: tingling, swelling, expanding like a balloon waiting to burst. She was mewling now, thighs lightly squeezing her mother's cheeks from time to time, that particular manifestation of her pleasure serving only to signal to her much more experienced mother that her precious daughter was almost there.

Of course, the receptive Yukiko knew exactly how to give the girl what she wanted. Last night's festivities had already shown the older woman how much the 11-year old loved to have her love button teased, and now once more Yukiko settled in to focus on it once more. Wrapping her mouth around the top of the girl's vaginal cleft, she alternated between licking and sucking, licking and sucking, each stroke driving Shiori one step closer.

And so that feeling inside Shiori continued to expand, bigger and bigger, her voice but a series of squeals and moans, her arms flailing at her sides, hips and buttocks thrusting ever upwards, right into her mother's warm, inviting pleasure. It all built up to the grandest of crescendos, reaching that ultimate peak, until that moment when the "balloon" finally burst.

Suddenly, Shiori's little body was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure. Her own breathing became a series of grunts and gasps as those rhythmic, pleasurable spasms reverberated outwards from her core to this tips of her fingers and toes. Yukiko, her head now held in place by the iron grip of her daughter's thighs in the throes of orgasm couldn't help but feel and taste her daughter's pleasure. Right next to her lips and tongue her daughter's pelvic muscles twitched and contracted, letting her taste even more of Shiori's wetness as that clenching pleasure caused droplets of the girl's arousal to seep out onto her labia and outer lips.

Shiori rode the waves of pleasure as far as they would take her, until finally, when they had settled into gentle, intermittent pulses, her legs relaxed, releasing her mother as she lay with her thighs splayed open, pink center soaked and shiny. Shiori's chest continued to heave, and the girl lay wide-eyed and dazed, detachedly gazing upon her friend who still moaned and panted beside her.

That was the BEST. Even though she was still shocked at what her mother had just done, she couldn't hate her. Her mom had once again filled her up with that feeling, making it bigger and bigger until she just, popped, just like she had last night. Now her mom's damp face smiled up at her once more. Her hands gently stroking the insides of the girl's open legs, admiring the wet sexiness of her pink, soft netherlips as the girl recovered from her post-orgasmic shock.

Eyes still locked on Megumi, Shiori slowly let her own right hand drift over her stomach and down her pubic mound, passing through that slight patch of pubic hair to come to rest ever so gently on her own vagina, still quite sensitive to the touch. As she watched Megumi seemingly approach her own peak, she began lazily playing with herself, running her hands across those sensitive folds, enjoying those residual sensations, unaware of her mother who happily sat perched between her legs, eyes focused more on her daughter's beautiful, casual erotic play than the much more dramatic performance to her left.

Shiori let her body relax further and further, stimulating her own body ever so slightly while still mesmerized by her friend's near identical pleasure. She had just gotten comfortable and caught her breath when yet another morning "wake-up call" came ringing. It seemed that her pleasure wasn't the only thing that had felt like bursting and now she'd regained her senses enough to realize that her bladder was on full red alert!

"Oshikko!" She shouted to no one in particular, surprising her mother as she leapt up suddenly, casting off her yukata as she dashed naked to the bathroom. Yukiko was surprised at first but managed a giggle as she recognized the reason for the girl's panic, and only a second later (also probably not a moment too soon) a sound not too unlike a fast running faucet could be distinctly heard from the still-open bathroom door. With one release came another as Megumi-chan also seemed to finally reach that ultimate plateau, tensing and thrusting about her mother's head. Hearing the cries that signaled the start of little girl's climax, Yukiko didn't have as prime a view as she enjoyed a minute earlier, but she could nevertheless appreciate the beauty of what she was seeing. Megumi-chan's little toes held the sheets tightly as she struggled to find an anchor point, sliding up and down, her little body trying to expresses the waves of pleasure that flooded through her. Her little butt rose several times in rapid succession, her hands balled into fists as she grunted out her climax.

As cute as it all was coming from the tiny, reserved 11-year old, it seemed like Megumi had even less time for self-reflection. Barely had she begun to descend from her peak when she let out a sudden gasp and desperately bounded up from her futon as naked as Shiori had been, sprinting towards the bathroom. Yukiko couldn't be sure of the cause until mere seconds later when she heard the young girl yell: "Shiori, get out of the way!"

"Megumi! I'm not done wip-" The sound of a desperate, naked scuffle ensued and followed once again by a loud stream could be heard splashing with the force of a full, tiny bladder from the open door.

"Sugoi!" Junko began to giggle beside Yukiko, slowly turning to face her friend.

Yukiko had begun to smile, only to suddenly stop in suddenly surprise when she noticed Junko face, or rather, what was dripping off of it!

"I hope Megumi doesn't realize what she just did because she might die from embarrassment! But it looks like she REALLY had to go." Junko chucked and Yukiko joined in as she reached for a face towel to hand her friend.

Yukiko started to sense the faintest smell of urine from Junko's face and hair as she began to wipe away the results of Megumi's unwitting "leak" from those moments when her body had writhed in orgasm.

"Well it really is your fault for doing something like this so early in the morning!" Yukiko said playfully. "We're lucky the girls were able to hold it at all. For that matter I have to go too!"

"Don't we all?" Junko let her friend win this argument as she was of course quite guilty. "Well I suppose I now know everything about how my little girl tastes now!"

"You always were one to look on the bright side, but now it's finally time for our "talk", isn't it? Are you ready Junko?"

"I don't see why not! But thanks to Megumi's little "shower" it looks like I'll be needing a real one too. So why don't we continue this in the bathroom?" Junko mischievous smile made for a horrible poker face.

"A perfectly sensible, yet sexy idea." Yukiko smiled back as she rose along with her friend and lover, shedding her robe as they made their way to the bathroom.

"Girls? Are you finished? It's time for your morning bath!" Junko called.