Ellen Learns More

by Tammi xxxx

I walk up to Jean's front door and ring the bell. Within seconds the door opens to reveal Ellen, who throws herself at me, kisses me then says, "Wow Tammi, I love your dress! I'm playing a game on the computer, do you want to see it?"

"In a few minutes," I say, "let me say hello to your Mum first Poppet," and she leads me into the kitchen, saying, "Mum, Tammi's here!"

I get the idea that we have both had similar thoughts, because Jean is wearing a lovely looking yellow shift dress, with no straps but with an elastic top just above her boobs. It's shorter than mine and shows off her thighs beautifully as she bends over to load the dishwasher. She looks up, smiles at me and says, "Hi Tammi; you look lovely." As Ellen has by this time disappeared again, she follows this with, "Almost good enough to eat," and chuckles mischievously.

Grinning, I say, "Mmmm thank you, you look delicious as well darling; you can eat me anytime .......but only if I can eat you as well," and we both laugh and kiss. My hands snake round her waist then my right hand cups her bum, and I say, "Very naughty! I would guess that you don't have a stitch on under there, right?"

"It's so hot, don't you think? So, yes, I am naked under this, and I think you are too," as her hands grasp my bum and pull us closer together for a second kiss.

"Actually, I'm wearing a thong but, you can take it off if you like," grinning at her. "We need to have a chat about Ellen my love."

"OK, just let me finish this and we'll get a drink and sit down." She said, then whispers, "Oh, just wait until we are alone and Ellen's in bed," she grins, lifting the hem of her skirt and giving me a tantalising glimpse of her smooth pussy.

"I heard my name mentioned," says a voice from the doorway, and we both look round to see Ellen standing there.

"Don't worry Poppet," I say, your Mum and me were just talking.

"Hmmm," she frowns, then says, "Tammi, come and see my bedroom when you've got a minute!"

"OK," I call to her, as she rushes off

Jean looks at me, blushes, and is giggling helplessly against my shoulder as she says, "Oh dear, I think a certain young lady might be getting a bit suspicious about us."

"Darling, she will find out about us sooner or later," I say, "You really MUST touch her later on when you go up to kiss her night night; she needs to know that you see her as a sexy girl, not just as your daughter. And believe me, she IS sexy!" I add.

"I suspect that you and Ellen have had sex this afternoon," she grins.

"Yes, we did, but that's not what I wanted to tell you love. Believe me when I say that this was at Ellen's insistence, and I didn't want her to do something she might later regret." Looking into each others eyes and holding hands, I said, "I ruptured her hymen this afternoon," and went on to explain how and why, and the possibilities that this opens up ....for both of us.

While she was a bit shocked at first, Jean later understood my reasons and saw what possibilities this opened up for her. "Thanks for being honest with me Tammi. I can see your reasons and know just how determined she can be. So, did you enjoy tasting my daughter?" she asked.

"Almost as much as I enjoy tasting you darling, and she adores it when she climaxes. She even made me have an orgasm too, and that was delicious, given how young she is," I tell her. "Now, having 'bared my soul' to you, I had better pop upstairs and see her bedroom, or we'll never get any peace," I say, laughing. Leaning over and kissing her, my hand cups her left boob and I feel her nipple stiffen as I say, "I want you too, so don't go away!"

As Jean says, "I will be right here when you come back, but please hurry because I am getting wet just thinking about you," I promise to do just that and head for the stairs. Knocking on Ellen's door, I hear her call 'come in' and make a fuss about her bedroom, saying how lovely and girlie it is.

Ellen immediately says, "I want to show you something secret Tammi," and sits on the edge of the bed. Picking up her hairbrush off the bedside table, she leans back and lifts her skirt, revealing that she has no knickers on and is quite damp. Opening her long, slim legs, she inserts the handle of the brush in her vagina and starts thrusting it slowly in and out, saying, "It hurt when I tried it before, but now it feels wonderful Tammi, especially when I rub my clitoris at the same time. Do you want to try it?"

"No, I'll just watch you for a minute Poppet, but I would rather like a taste" I said, and sat down beside her. She offers her hairbrush to me and I started sucking the end, saying, "Mmmmm delicious! Would you like it back?" and grinned at her as I slid it back into her tight, wet vagina and heard her say, "That's awesome when you do it Tammi, I want to do it to you as well."

"Next time you come round, we can try my dildo if you like. If Mummy agrees, would you like to come into town with me tomorrow? There's something I want to buy and I did promise to buy you a dildo; if you still want one that is?" I asked her.

"Oh, yes please!" she replied, "And I would love a dildo of my very own!"

"Ssh!" I said, "I think your Mummy is coming upstairs Poppet." With that, she took the hairbrush out of her vagina and hid it under the bed. When Jean appeared in the doorway, we were sitting on the bed chatting about the posters and things in her room, and looked up and smiled at her. She seemed quite surprised that we weren't ravaging each others bodies, and grinned.

"Poppet, I think it's about time you had a shower and got ready for bed, don't you?" said Jean.

"I 'spose so," Ellen said, scowling, "But can I stay up for a little while yet Mummy?"

"Of course you can; I didn't say you had to go to bed. Come down when you're ready but, just remember that Tammi and me would like to chat without little ears listening," she laughed, and headed downstairs.

"Does that mean that you and Mummy are going to talk about me?" she asked me.

"Probably," I said, and called after Jean, "Pour the wine and I'll be with you in a second love."

Ellen then got a bit naughty and said, "I want to taste you," as she knelt down and lifted the hem of my dress. "Mmmm, nice knickers," she said, as she pulled them down, then slipped her tongue into my slit, making me groan as I pulled her head to me and she quickly found my clitoris.

"God, I can't resist you!" I told her, "And that feels divine. But, I must get downstairs to your Mummy or she will get suspicious Poppet, as much as I would love you to make me orgasm again. Maybe later, OK?"

"If you must!" she replied, looking forlorn. Then she said, "Can I keep your knickers Tammi?"

"Whatever for?" I asked her.

"Because they smell of you and I want to wear something you've had on," she said.

Smiling down at her as I stepped out of my knickers, I said, "OK Poppet, but I don't think they will fit you." With that she stood up and stepped into my white thong. Now, I did say they were small on me ....the way I like them .....and I was surprised that they fitted Ellen quite well. "See," she said, "my pussy fits in them nicely," and grinned.

"Mmmm, it certainly does," I said, "but now I must go downstairs to Mummy," bending over to kiss her and stroke her lovely mons through her 'new knickers' before I left her to have her shower and get ready for bed.

As I walk into the lounge, Jean comes through from the kitchen with two glasses of wine and we smile at each. "Has Ellen gone for her shower yet?" she asks.

"She was going that way as I came down," I tell her, "so we should have a few minutes peace," giggling.

We sit side by side on the settee and hold hands, looking at each other and knowing what the other is thinking. We move closer and our lips touch; soon we are snogging deliciously and I feel her hand on my leg, rubbing slowly. I kiss her neck and tell her that I want her as my hand reaches for her right boob, feeling her nipple swell under my palm before I roll it between my fingers.

Jean looks at me and says, "God Tammi, I don't know what you've done to me, but every time I get near you I start to tremble. I only ever secretly dreamed about other girls this way and you've opened my eyes to so much .....and my mind. It all feels divine and I don't know why I've never given in to my most secret desires before."

"So, you admit to having naughty thoughts before we got to know each other, then?" I ask, and she just nods as we kiss again. "I hope Ellen takes her time in the shower," I say, as I pull her dress down and expose her luscious boobs, lowering my mouth to suckle her right nipple; rolling my tongue over and round it and hearing her gasp, as her fingers run through the hair at the nape of my neck and I start to suck her left nipple.

Suddenly, her hand is under my dress and climbing my leg. I feel her fingers on my thigh and open my legs willingly to her, knowing that I am getting very moist and silently urging her hand onwards as I continue to tease her nipples. "Oh lovely," she says as her hand encounters my bare, smooth mound. "I thought you said you were wearing a thong baby?"

"Ah, your delicious daughter decided that she wanted to lick me and lifted my dress up, but I told her 'maybe later,' then she said how pretty my knickers were and asked if she could keep them, as she slid them down my legs and I stepped out of them. So, if you find a tiny white thong in the laundry, you'll know why," I told her, and we both giggled.

As her finger slips into my wetness, I gasp and moan saying, "Oh God that feels good Jean," then she kneels in front of me, pushing my dress above my thighs, and leaning forward I feel the heat of her mouth on my pussy, her tongue slipping between my lips and caressing my hard clitoris. Resisting the temptation to lay back and let her gorgeous tongue work its magic inside me, even though she slides her hands under my bum and pulls me closer to her, I say, "Maybe we should wait until Ellen's in bed to enjoy each other Babe; I would hate for her to catch us naked and pleasuring one another."

"But I feel so naughty right now and want to enjoy you," she says frowning.

"I know Babe, but later we can relax more, and besides, you have yet to say night night to little Miss Sexy upstairs," I chuckle.

"Mmmm I don't think I will be able to resist temptation tonight Tammi. I really want to touch my daughter; I want to taste her and enjoy her as well," she says, all wide-eyed.

"Just remember what we talked about; I'll tiptoe upstairs after you and watch from the doorway. I know watching you touch her will turn me on so much, and I bet it will you as well ....knowing that I'm watching; not to mention Ellen," I tell her, and she licks her lips and grins at me.

So, being a bit sensible, we settle back on the settee holding hands and kissing until we hear the patter of Ellen's footsteps on the stairs, and we pull apart and pick up our wine glasses. She enters the room like little whirlwind and plonks herself between us, grinning like the proverbial Cheshire Cat. Suddenly, Jean says, "Ellen Mears! You haven't got any knickers on!" feigning shock.

To which Ellen replies, blushing slightly, "Neither has Tammi!"

At this, Jean relents and giggles, saying, "Well, neither has Mummy; so I guess we're all being sensible as it's hot tonight," and puts her arm round Ellen, pulling her close. Not to be outdone, Ellen then puts her hand on my leg, causing a jolt of electricity to pass through me, making my nipples harden and settling between my already wet thighs, which I clamp together for fear of losing control. She grins up at me and licks her lips, then looks away. I glance across at Jean and raise my eyes as I pretend to pant, watching as she licks her lips and pretends to faint, then smiling at me.

Ellen decides that she wants to watch a video, but Jean tells her she only has ten minutes before it's bedtime. Not to be outdone she accepts this and throws herself on the floor in front of the DVD cabinet to make her selection. As she lays on the floor, her nightie rides up around her hips, and she opens her legs slightly, kicking her feet in the air. Both Jean and me are looking at her lovely bum and the lips of her vulva, each thinking and drooling. God, I am so tempted to just lay beside and let my hands go to work.

The sight of her daughter's pussy is too much for Jean, who says, "I'm just going to the bathroom," and stands up. As she passes in front of me, I reach out and stroke her bum and we grin at each other. As jean heads upstairs, I kneel on the floor beside Ellen and kiss the back of her neck. My hand strokes her firm, round bum then pushes between her thighs. I slip a finger inside her as she opens her legs and moans, feeling her heat, her dampness, her desire, and she looks at me and just says, "Mmmm that's lovely Tammi," as I work my finger in and out of her young pussy.

With one ear listening for Jean's return, I pleasure her young body as rolls over and puts her hand under my dress, reaching for my wetness. I open my legs and give her free passage, and she slides two fingers inside me; wetting her fingers she then reaches for my clitoris and starts rubbing. I groan as she touches me and say, "Oh yes Poppet, don't stop yet!" Within a few minutes, we both reach a shattering climax and I feel my juices flood her hand as her juices flood mine. Conscious that Jean might return any second, as my spasms subside I reach for the box of tissues and we clean ourselves as best we can. I kiss her lovingly and tell her how naughty ( and delicious) she is, then return to the settee ....just as Jean comes downstairs.

Unaware of what's transpired between me and Ellen while she was in the bathroom, I nevertheless get the idea that Jean is suspicious and can smell our sex in the room. Deciding it was time, she tells Ellen it's bedtime, and that she will be up to say good night in a few minutes. Ellen comes over to me, sits on my lap and kisses me good night, then tells me to come up and 'tuck her in' after Mummy, smiling at me and winking, then goes upstairs.

We settle down on the settee and give Ellen five minutes to get comfortable in bed. We are kissing and touching each other, our arousal mounting, until Jean decides it's time to kiss Ellen good night. "Wish me luck," she says, and stands up.

"Darling, once you kiss her, you won't be able to control yourself. Now go! I'm right behind you," and grinned at her. I follow Jean upstairs, staying three steps behind her and gazing at her thighs and the occasional glimpse of her bare bum and wet pussy lips as she ascends, ready to love her daughter properly for the first time.

I'm unable to see into Ellen's room from the doorway, but I can see the reflection of Ellen in bed in the dressing table mirror. I watch as Jean sits on the side of Ellen's bed and strokes her hair. They are obviously talking, but I can't make out the words; instead I follow the action, getting more and more excited. Jean leans forward and kisses her daughter, whose arms snake round her neck; it's plain that this is more than a mother / daughter kiss, and there is lots of tonguing involved. As I watch, Jean slips Ellen's nightie strap off her shoulder, exposing a delicious boob with its pink nipple standing proud.

She says something to Ellen and I see her smile and nod, as Jean lowers her mouth to Ellen's delicious nipple and starts sucking. Transferring to her other nipple, I see Ellen arch her back and stroke Jean's hair as she pushes the bed covers down her daughters long, slim legs, showing her hips, naked where her nightie has rucked up. Jean is soon caressing her hips and thighs as Ellen opens her legs and raises her knees, giving her Mummy open access to her treasures. As Jean pushes her daughters legs back, Ellen grips her legs behind her knees and holds her legs back.

I watch as Jean's hands reach for Ellen's nipples, teasing them and rubbing them as she licks her lips and gazes at her daughters lovely pussy. She lowers her mouth to that divine wetness and I see her tongue plunge into Ellen's vagina; they both moan softly as Jean eats her daughter, then reaches her tongue and lips to her clitoris; sucking and licking. Ellen soon starts to tremble and I hear her cry out, "Ooh Mummy, Mummy!" as her orgasm reaches it's peak and Jean plunges her tongue into her vagina once more, tasting the delicious flow of Ellen's love juices.

When they both calm down and Ellen lowers her legs, they kiss as Jean pulls up the bed covers and wishes her daughter sweet dreams, leaving the bedroom a few minutes later. As she passes me, I see that her legs are a bit wobbly and I pull her to me and kiss her, tasting Ellen's juices on her lips, and we both creep quietly downstairs. "Oh Tammi, that was heavenly, and she liked it so much," she said grinning at me. "I've really wanted to do that for the past week. She tastes delicious!"

We are both very excited by recent developments, and cling to each other, kissing and caressing, until Ellen calls my name from upstairs. "I'd better go up and say good night," I say, and head for the stairs. Tapping on her door, I enter Ellen's bedroom to find her lying naked on top of the bed rubbing her gorgeous boobs. I immediately go to her and sit on the bed as I stroke her tummy.

"I want to lick you Tammi," she says, "get naked with me," grinning sensuously. I stand and take off my dress, then climb on the bed with her as she encourages me to kneel over her face. I lean forward and kiss the top of her slit as her tongue drives deep into my wet, sticky pussy. God, her tongue is amazing and she has learnt so much in such a short time. My clitoris is as hard as my nipples as her mouth closes over it, licking and sucking me. Aroused as I am, it doesn't take long for my tummy to tremble and I feel my orgasm building. "Cum for me," she says, and within seconds I explode into and over her mouth, feeling her tongue lapping at my juices.

As my orgasm subsides and my vagina stops spasming, I lay beside her and we cuddle for a minute. Conscious of my lover waiting downstairs, and the fact that she's highly aroused, I kiss Ellen night night, slip my dress back on and leave her as she says, "Thanks Tammi, that was awesome! Night night," and blows me another kiss.

Entering the lounge, I push to door partly closed as I see my lover, naked, on the settee. Her nipples are hard and her pussy is most definitely glistening wet as I smile at her and step out of my dress. Our lips meet, lots of licking, gentle sucking and caressing of each other's bodies until I slip two fingers into her very wet pussy. We play like that for some minutes before I encourage her to the floor and we slip into a delicious 69, tonguing and licking each other as my hands cover her firm bum and lightly rub round her rosebud. It's not many minutes before we both climax, almost together, and taste one another's delicious juices.

Lying together and kissing, whispering sensual things to each other, as we both relax. I then suggest that we try tribbing, something I've never tried and Jean has never heard about. We soon figure out the required positions, with our legs entwined over and under the others, our wet pussies pressed firmly together. It doesn't take long for us to find our rhythm and we are soon rubbing together, our erect clitori pleasuring the other as we look into each others eyes. As I feel my climax building, I see Jean is feeling the same and has thrown her head back and is biting her bottom lip. Our explosion, when it comes, is amazing and we both shake and tremble as our love juices mingle and our swollen pussies are locked together.

Jean looks at me as we come down from our peaks, and says, "Wow! That was incredible, that's the best climax I've had for ages!" and I have to agree with her. The slight movement of the door draws my eye, and I realise that Ellen is watching us.

I look at Jean and say, "I think we have company darling," and her head turns to see Ellen standing in the doorway; her nightie is in a pile beside her and her hand is stroking her wet pussy as she blushes, seeing us both watching her. "It's alright Poppet," I say, "you can come in," and smile encouragingly at her.

She throws herself into Jean's arms and says, "Sorry Mummy, I didn't mean to spy on you. I came down to get a glass of water and ......well, I saw you both naked." Cuddling her daughter, Jean tells her it's alright and we both say that we should have told her about us before. She just smiles at us and says, "I sort of guessed you might have been having sex together. I'm happy 'cos now I have two sort of Mummies."

What happened next is another story ..............