Pandora Opens Her Box, Part 3

by My Girls

Shirley Layton still could not get the image of Pandora from her head. The shower and the change of clothes did not have the desired effect of getting the images of making love to the girl from her mind. Even during her dinner she found her vagina still moistened as the cook chatted to her about some of the parish concerns and the forthcoming wedding. Her embarrassment was present to the cook, but she could not get Shirley to tell her what the problem was. She was so ashamed at what she had done in the Rectory that afternoon but still the images of the girl that made her speechless still tormented her. The discussion that was one sided by the cook did not register with her until the cook raised her voice slightly when she noticed Shirley was distracted.

Eventually after a while the cook left the house not being able to get any kind of sensible response from Shirley. The cook was a little worried even though Shirley did tell her not to and everything was alright. Shirley’s first port of call was to Miss Evans’s house to discuss some final details of what her daughters responsibilities as the flower girl where going to entail. Not that it was needed, but as this was Shirley’s first wedding she didn’t want anything left to chance. Certainly where such a young child was involved.

Dressed in her best black trousers and shoes and wearing her white shirt and collar she decided that on such a beautiful evening she was going to walk to their house. The sun was still high in the sky even though it was still eight thirty and it would not set until at least another hour. Pandora still pondered in her mind as she admired the beautiful lush green grass and foliage surrounding the village green. The small cottages looked quaint and the gardens so well looked after she felt proud have been placed in such a nice Parish. As she strolled down the street she passed the large ‘Welcome to Little Underwood’ sign which needed some attention as the weather worn paint was becoming a bit shabby. She passed the house which belonged to Mr and Mrs Parsons the couple who tended to the keep of the grave yard and their green finger certainly showed in their front garden which was lush with wild flowers and a perfectly kept lawn. There was a hose pipe ban this summer, but Mr parsons would never let his garden dehydrate and secretly watered his pride and joy during the night.

She eventually reached Miss Evan’s house. It was a three story house sat on it’s own on the corner of ‘Silverwood Street’. The garden was a little sparse. Just a small lawn and shingle for a path to the front door. The house was built with Cotswold stone and over the years the ivy had crept up the sides and was in need of a trim. The large dark grey slates on the roof where covered in lime green moss and the gutter seemed a little clogged as it dripped water to a puddle at the base of the house below. Shirley rapped on the blue door as the doorbell button had been taped over and had not been fixed after more than two years ago when it just stopped working.

A few moments later the door was opened and Shirley was welcomed in by Miss Evans. As Shirley was shown into the front lounge she liked how cosy and well decorated it was. Not what she thought a young single mother would have chosen. The first thing she noticed where the lovely broad varnished beams on the low ceiling. A large fire place which would not look out of place in an Edwardian period drama, was covered in soot. The grate below still had the winter carbon coals and ash in it and to either side where two stands adorned with various almost torture like pokers and other implements for keeping the fire going to warm the winter chills away. The nice large LCD television stood on a very modern glass stand which did seem a little out of place but was tucked away in the corner. The carpet was a nice shade of brown and looked hard wearing and the chairs where nice and cushiony and mirrored the carpets colours with a few extra shades of brown thrown in the material. The curtains where closed as the sun would blast into the room if left open and the nice pictures on the opposite walls would perish and the colours robbed of their vibrancy. Although the sunlight did brighten the room with it’s white light and later the room would turn orange as it set through the small copse of trees on the other side of the street.

Shirley was offered a small sherry which she drank in one gulp much to the amusement of Miss Evans and another was duly poured.

“Now Miss Evan’s” Shirley said in a kind of school mistresses way.

“Now miss Layton it’s Christine , but call me Chris.” She interrupted.

“ Well in that case Chris call me Shirley” she replied.

The formalities out of the way the woman began to discuss the wedding. Chris was not really listening as she knew what was expected and so did her daughter. Shirley was attempting to concentrate on something other than Pandora and while rambling on even though neither would realise if the other where speaking in Swahili she began to eye up this young single mother.

Christine was a ‘Little Underwood’ girl born and bred. Her Father and mother (both deceased) now had left her the house in their will. The father of her daughter had once been a wealthy cattle farmer, but during the foot and mouth crisis in 2001 his farm was bankrupted and he disappeared and had not been heard of since. Chris had been alone for four and a half years now and had done so far wonderful job of bringing up Beth. She had been helped by the close community and in particular the head mistress of the school she worked in. During the four short years they had become close and Chris was unwittingly seduced by the mistress Margaret Murray. The head mistress was ousted by the Parish for such conduct but the pair had become so close Chris had fallen in love with her. She had been depressed ever since longing for someone to bring back what she sorely missed. Just someone to love her and for her to love someone back. She had eventually got closure with Margaret Murray when she found out she had another partner but the female seduction had left her a little scared, but she still longed for another female lover. She had tried to find someone , but in such a small village it was impossible to keep such an affair quiet and hidden. Although to every ones knowledge their where two elderly sisters living in the large house down at Fare Acres only half a mile away who where well known to be having an incestuous relationship. For some reason it was tolerated even when they attended church every week. The parishioners where chatty and kind to them. Double standards Chris had always thought to herself and because the fact she had a daughter she would be even more ostracised if ever caught in a lesbian relationship.

Shirley still rambled on but her mind was taking in the looks of Christine’s body and attractive face. Chris is only twenty five and she did not look a day over twenty. The country upbringing had been kind to her and the long summers and sunshine had not aged her skin at all. In fact it seemed to agree with her. Most of the so called ‘Country Bumpkin’ girls where so over fed by their mothers they would often become obese and those who managed to keep off the pounds ended up with chunky builds due to amount of heavy work around the farms. Chris was lucky and never did do allot of work on the farms opting for her chosen job of caring for the few children living in the area. eventually now the same children she was teaching in primary school. She had long curly black hair which hung loose below her shoulders. Her lightly tanned skin was smooth and unblemished bar a few dark tiny moles on her neck which did not distract from her beauty. And beautiful she was. Her face was oval shaped and her chin nicely rounded with her jaw and she had to high set cheek bones. Her lovely brown eyes where large and above two neatly trimmed eyebrows which seemed to make your eyes go straight to hers. Her nose was small and a little upturned at the end and her small mouth was made with two luscious lips. Her neck was thin showing all the smooth curves of each bone and arteries and her low cut top made Shirley very aroused just to see the small indent between the collar bones which had always fascinated her. Her breast bone was slightly raised and pushed forward and this did somewhat make her small breasts seem larger than they where. Her slim waist was hidden and the bottom of her legs where nicely toned as she could not see the top half under her nice blue skirt.

“Very nice.” Shirley thought and blurted it out mid sentence, but Chris did not notice.

During mid conversation Chris’s daughter entered the room. Shirley looked at her.

“My what a pretty little girl.” Said Shirley and then she almost lost her voice.

“Did I sound too interested, Did I make it seem like I liked her to much” she thought to herself. Again she scolded herself and by no means was she wrong. Her comments where justified. Any woman would wish their child to be complimented in such a way. Shirley was merely stating a fact and she reminded herself since this afternoon to choose her words carefully. She could not let any untoward comment spill out and cause any unduly interest which could lead to questions about her now awakened desires.

“Say hello to Miss Layton Beth.” said Chris.

“Ah” thought Shirley “No reaction from Chris. I’m just being silly. Of course I am.”

“Hello Miss Layton” Said Beth.

She had sweet voice and Shirley with all her wills and scruples could not help, but feel a sudden electric jolt between her legs when the child spoke.

“Oh God” she thought “ This is unbearable. Is every young girl I speak to going to have this effect on me. What’s wrong? God should be helping me. I need his guidance.”

It was no use. Her secret desire for young girls was awake and she knew in herself that this time it would not disappear and no amount of praying or penance would destroy it.

“Hello Miss Layton” Said Beth again.

Her mind jolted back and her eyes focused from her thoughts to the girls beautiful big brown eyes.

“ Hello Beth” she said with a little weak croak in her voice.

Shirley gave the girl her ever comfortable smile and Beth almost blushed in girly bashful way.

Beth was only five years old and such a cute little girl. Shirley could not take her eyes off her. She knew her desires had awoken but not to the extent of girls who where almost mere babies. Her mind thought otherwise and made her feel a little uncomfortable as she felt another sudden impulse between her legs. She was becoming moist and she new she would have to leave soon as to not embarrass herself and god forbid the mother would realise her predicament.

Beth went to her mother and Chris pulled her up onto her lap. Shirley was gob smacked as Beth rather than sit sideways onto her mother’s lap straddled her legs facing Shirley. The sight was so arousing to her she quickly crossed her legs as if she was going to soak her crotch.

Beth had long black hair like her mother which curled at the ends into swirls which rested on her chest and back. She was so cute with big brown eyes and a button nose above a pursed pair of pink lips. She wore a blue dress darker than her mothers which was short sleeved showing of her plump arms. Her dress was wide open for Shirley to view and she could hardly take her eyes off the youngsters bare inner thighs and lovely white panties. Her pale legs dangled either side of her mothers and she had little flip flops on her bare feet.

Chris seemed to notice Shirley’s discomfort and realised her own daughter was having an affect on her. Chris decide to be bold and try something to see her reaction. She slid her arms to her daughters chest and placed her palms below where her daughters nipples where and seemed to almost caress them with her index fingers. Shirley’s eyes shied away to look around the room as if she didn‘t notice. Then Chris took another step and slowly opened her legs. Her daughters legs opened even wider and when Chris’s legs parted so the passage to her own crotch was visible it had the desired affect on the uncomfortable woman sat across the room. Shirley’s eyes where fixated on the mother and daughters panty covered regions and Chris gave herself a wicked smile as she knew all to well that this little game of hers was won.

Shirley stood to leave and as she walked to the door Chris was up and in front of her.

“Shirley my dear you can’t leave so soon.” she softly whispered.

“ Not as you seem so flushed and I know your not in a position to turn down what I’m about to offer?”

The question swirled around Shirley’s mind. “Question, offer, what question?” she thought to herself. The answer was simple as the woman’s hand was felt between her legs. Shirley almost jumped from her skin.

“This we will have to deal with my dear” said Chris as she began to rub Shirley’s sex mound.

“Oh my dear God” Shirley moaned as she new this young woman could feel the warmth and moistness of her cunt through her new clean best pair of trousers.

Was this really happening again? Just shy of twenty three years later. Another woman was seducing her. This was unbelievable to her and the turmoil became almost terror as she remembered the five year old daughter was a witness to this.

Chris had been in love with children all her life. She used to love them in ways that where so motherly. Boys and girls alike. When her husband left and she became a primary school teacher. She would look after almost all the villages children in varying stages of the lives. From the ages of the youngest at two years old and the eldest at nine. She would potty train the younger ones, teach them their A.B.C’s and all other manner of academics. In particular she took more of an interest in the girls (seeing as most of the school seemed to have an abundance of them) meaning as there where only twenty children in attendance only five where boys. On the boys part she loved to help them in the toilet department and had a thing for holding their little penises and coyly fondling them to see of she could get a reaction. Once or twice she did get a certain young boy of four to an erection, but she did stop herself short of masturbating him when he showed signs of enjoying the experience. With the girls younger than six she was very good at accidentally touching them in all the wrong places, but she played it off as an occupational hazard. The older girls were very receptive to her slight touches and none shied away as she thought they only perceived it as close cuddling as did their mothers. With her own daughter she had since birth fondled her in a very sensual and loving manner. When Beth became some what aware that her touches where more than just that she seemed to give off a certain aura that Chris sensed and she became more daring in her sexual ways. Her love for Beth has and would never lessen, but her lust for her had developed into what some may consider an abuse of a young girls innocence. It had become a loving and sensual affair between a mother and daughter. It is and by no means was ever non consensual and Beth seem to have embraced it as far as a girl of five could understand.

Shirley stood in shock as her juices seeped through her trousers as Chris rubbed her almost to the point of an orgasm. Shirley’s mind was almost beginning to enjoy her advances and the touch of this young mother was so expert that the inhibitions, teachings and sin of what she had a devout belief for where washing away with each wave of pleasure that coursed through her body.

Their lips met and with no pause their tongues where intertwined in a most sensual lesbian kiss.

Their bodies melted together and Chris knew this woman was hers.

The kiss lasted for ever in Shirley head and before she had time to retrieve her composure and thoughts she had her collar torn from her throat and blouse half undone . Her breasts where flushed and heaving with blood as Chris licked her neck tasting the sharp sweet smelling perfume that she had sprayed on her neck. The perfume was her way of still feeling like a woman rather than the perception or typecast of priests being naïve and dull. Her head tilted upward allowing Chris full access to the succulent muscles of her neck as her own hands began to wonder to find the woman’s firm buttocks under her thin fabric summer skirt. They stood in the doorway fondling and kissing when Beth walked up to her mother and tugged on her skirt.

“Mummy, mummy. We go to bed now? She questioned in her sweet divine high pitched voice.

Chris broke away from her assault on Shirley’s neck and without answering took hold of Shirley and Beth’s hands and walked them up stairs.

Shirley was still in a daze feeling the cold breeze on her saliva covered neck and her half opened shirt. Her white bra was free from it’s confines as the top of her breasts bounced as each step was taken. They entered the bedroom and Shirley was thrown like a sexual slave onto the bed. Chris took hold of her daughter as she kicked her feet slinging off her flip flops across the room and stood her on the bed. Shirley just lay there and without a second thought began to unbutton the rest of her shirt and pull it from her trousers. Chris knelt down at the end of the bed and slid between Shirley’s legs as her daughter walked almost falling onto the other end like a doll onto the pillows. All Shirley could see was an almost star spangled white ceiling as her sexual libido rose and all her old desires drove forward and escaped from the old draws they had been abandoned in. An automatic movement made her lift her buttocks as in no time her button and zip where undone and her trousers where pulled off her legs. Her large Panties stayed in place as Chris moved up again and devoured her sodden garment. The white silk panties where almost transparent as she sucked the and tongued the vicars juices from her underwear. The smell of sex emanating from her began to fill the room and Beth new this smell and what was about to happen. She had smelt and tasted her mothers sex many times before. She began to undress herself until she was completely naked. The young girl lay back on the pillows watching her mummy seduce the older woman laying almost motionless on the bed savouring every part of the sexual advances.

Beth was a little tubby and her cute pot belly was like a little small football with her cute belly button at the top. Her legs spread as she began to touch her bald pussy pulling it apart to show the small pink entrance to her tiny cunt. The inner was shiny pink and the broken hymen was just a little stretched bit if skin at the bottom of the canal. Her vaginal entrance pulled open showed the inner walls all swollen and puffed together. They showed no sign of being penetrated as they almost sealed the small wet orifice. Her tiny puffy urethra poked forward from above and her little clit still hid away beneath her jutting sheath at the top. Beth giggled with girly delight as she waited for her turn.

Not a patient girl she crept forward and pulled Shirley’s padded bra down to reveal her almost teen like breasts. Pert and still firm they where almost flat on her chest as she stretched her arms behind her. Beth was an old hand if you could say and with utter delight began to suckle on one of Shirley’s tiny hard nipples.

Shirley could not believe a baby girl was sucking on her nipple as her mother was now pulling down her wet panties. Shirley almost went to stop Chris as she was a little embarrassed of her unshaven vagina. She had never clipped, or trimmed it and the pubic hair almost reached her navel, which is why she wore such large panties. Silken panties mind you as she had to have certain luxuries and now she thought these lesbian luxuries which could have never been envisaged.

No sooner where her silken underwear discarded when Chris was back between her legs. The feel of this rampant woman showed no bounds as her tongue delved inside her. The ecstasy was so intense Shirley grabbed for something and found the girl in her clutches. The small body she had a hold of felt so nice and the tiny girl suckling her was just as she imagined a mother breast feeding would feel and it was blowing her mind. All of her control was lost as she molested the girls bottom squeezing and kneading for all her own sexual desire. The thoughts of all the girls she could have seduced when teaching was swirling around and one in particular that she adored. If she ever knew it would feel like this she would have never gone the way she did, but at the time she was so disgusted with herself and the temptation was too great.

Chris was loving how the older woman tasted and was surprised how wet she was. Shirley’s cunt was sodden and the matted pubic hair rustled in her ears as her nose rasped against it. Shirley’s vagina was amazingly tight as she had never been penetrated and Chris new this had to be remedied. As her lips where caressed with her tongue she found her large clitoris protruding at the top and when she sucked on it a loud moan escaped Shirley’s mouth. The pleasure was so great she began to buck her hips as if she wanted the young mother to crawl inside her and molest her inner walls and make her come. No sooner said than done as Chris shoved two fingers inside and began to fuck the virgin cunt. Shirley could feel every knuckle pass her entrance and this was something she never could have imagined. The slight pain flourished her excitement as she could feel her insides welling up almost ready to explode. Again her clitoris was being sucked hard and then it happened. A loud scream and her cunt detonated and the juices erupted.

“Oh God, oh God” Shirley screamed. Never had she ever blasphemed so much in her life, but she didn’t care. All her life she had never felt such pleasure. Chris drank from this holy fountain and it seemed almost immoral to be giving one of God’s disciples so much wanton pleasure. How wicked she thought she was and how good this pussy tasted.

Chris lifted her head after her fill of the creamy fluids. Her face was streaked with wetness and she wiped her face and cleaned what she could with her hands. The sight before her was so exciting. As she stood Shirley was kissing her daughter as her small pert bottom was being molested. Never had she seen her baby with another person being so well looked after. She peeled off her top and skirt and began to finger her own wet cunt. As she viewed the battle ground she loved what she saw. Shirley’s matted pubic mound glistening with juices and her girls bottom was being contorted into different oval shapes. Her little head tilted to one side kissing a woman old enough to be her grandmother. She sucked her finger and tasted herself. “Mmmm” She thought “Shirley’s gonna love this.”

She climbed onto the bed and slowly pulled her daughter to one side. Shirley’s eyes where still closed as she bent forward and slipped her tongue inside her mouth.

Pulling away she said.

“Come Shirley it’s time to pleasure my little girl.”

Beth was up like a shot to the head of the bed. Legs spread wide as the two women placed themselves in front of her.

This was it. Shirley had never had the chance of loving a girl so intimately and now it was offered on a plate by her mother. This was so surreal and even the youngster was wanting it. Shirley looked into Beth’s smiling face and she sensed the girls anticipation. Beth took hold of her knees spreading her legs far wider than any older girl could and her little vagina spread to reveal a small ravine filled and glistening with creamy fluid. Chris placed a hand on Shirley‘s back and pushed gently. Shirley knew this was wrong, but she had already crossed the boundaries of sin. She slid back and down as Chris sat back to enjoy the spectacle that was about to happen. Shirley eye’s where fixed on the beautiful smooth cleft of the girls puffy vagina as it came closer she could smell the girls odour. The smell of the child’s freshness. Her sweet bodily smell so clean and almost like almonds. Her shiny black hair smelt of citrus and the smell of her vagina was almost like she imagined heaven would be filled with . The obscene beauty of this small triangular area was a sight to behold. She had seen naked girls before but this was closer than she had ever been and she was about to taste her first child. Her eyes closed as she was centimetres away and she inhaled through her open mouth and she collapsed as the aroma wafted over her taste buds Her mouth engulfed the tiny mound and Chris let out a groan of motherly love as she witnessed her baby girl’s face. Beth shut her eye’s and her mouth opened wide as Shirley’s mouth clamped onto her small sex. Chris began to finger herself. The sight of her daughter’s pleasure aroused her so much she was in heaven herself. She had been down there so many times, but to see her daughter’s face and what she missed while pleasuring her was the most erotic sight ever. Chris could hear Shirley’s muffled moans as she tasted the sweetness of this girls soft warm mound of flesh. As Shirley tongue delved into the child she could feel every small soft delicate part of the sexual orifice. The taste and warmth which was all new to her was like being offered ambrosia from the Gods. Nothing had ever given her mouth so much pleasure and she knew she would have to visit more often. Little Beth was moaning as her juices flowed into Shirley’s mouth. Shirley mouth was producing so much saliva it dribbled from her mouth and down her chin which spread it all over the cleft of the girl’s anus. Shirley was so excited she did not hold back and her licks headed down until her tongue hit the girls rectum. Beth had never had anyone there and this was new and exciting. Shirley wriggled her head as her tongue pierced the tiny sphincter and Beth squealed. Chris opened her eyes to see Shirley tonguing her sweet girls ass and that was it. Her cunt just gave into ecstasy and her cum poured out of her onto the bead spread. Shirley didn’t know what she was doing as she devoured the tiny anus and she loved it. So warn as it clenched around her intrusive tongue she could taste the blood like goo that covered the inner wall of the rectal passage. As Chris smeared her own cum over her pussy and stomach she saw her next goal. Shirley was bent forward with her own ass in the air and the sight of her rectum was to much. The crevice was not dark as most women’s and the small, dark creased muscle was open and inviting. Chris bent forward and rammed her tongue inside. Shirley was stunned as she felt an intruder in her most secret part, but her conviction to the girls ass was so, she never detoured her attention.

No one could have ever seen such a wondrous sight. No matter how much money was spent on a film could ever do this justice, The smells and taste these women where experiencing and the pleasures of the young girl could never be expressed to any degree.

Shirley had lost everything she believed in and held close to her heart and this wonton lust showed no boundaries. She pulled back and slipped her index finger into the girls anus. Young Beth screamed as her ass hole opened up. She was almost crying as the pain ripped through her body and her tiny pussy oozed as she experienced her most amazing orgasm ever. When Chris saw this clergy invade her daughters ass she decided to make Shirley‘s anus open up to her fingers. She knew Shirley would scream for forgiveness when she pushed two fingers of her own deep inside her ass. Scream she did. Shirley could not believe the pain, but she loved every thrust of Chris’s hand. The pain was so close to pleasure and her orgasm was so violent she arched her back and for the first time she actually ejaculated her piss and fluids all over the five year old. Shirley’s moan was so loud the whole street could have heard.

It took almost three minutes for the euphoria to subside and Shirley flopped on the bed next to the youngster. Beth just lay there soaked from head to toe with slimy liquid and Chris joined on the other side from Shirley and they both began to clean the girls body with their tongues.

Shirley rubbed her sore anus as Chris tended to her daughter’s with loving kisses as Beth lay on her tummy. The room was awash with the aromas of sex and the atmosphere was lazy and tired. Shirley and Chris lay holding young Beth until they decided to go and have a shower together. Anal and vaginal stimulation ensued in the steamy cubicle and the three females enjoyed another long hot orgasmic session together. Shirley got her first taste of the young mothers shaven pussy and she enjoyed sucking on her large labia and sweet clitoris

Shirley said her goodbyes after they had a meal downstairs and Chris promised her daughter she could visit the church for Shirley to show her the order of the procession for the wedding. Both new the real reason, but for reasons this was the lie.

Shirley strolled back home. Her ass throbbing in ecstasy and her cunt still buzzing it was the most enjoyable walk she had ever had.

When she got home she slumped in her favourite chair and fell asleep.

It was twelve forty and two streets a way more pleasure where being experienced.

Darlene had just confessed to Pandora her desire for her own daughter. The woman and teenager where amidst a passionate kiss when Darlene undid a button on Pandora’s dress and slipped a hand inside. Her small breast where warm and her tiny nipple was hard. Pandora moaned as their kiss continued and Darlene knew this was going to be a night to remember.

As they both lay back on the couch Their bodies pressed together. Pandora could feel the passion inside this beautiful mother. Her aim was to get both her and little Sara to make love and nothing was going to stop her achieving her first incestuous seduction. Sara had already been seduced and to get them together and see mother and daughter make love was going to be her most ambitious task ever. Her first lesbian encounter was the seduction of a nine year old girl was easier than she thought and with a confession from the mother could this be so simple? She was soon to find out.