Ellen Makes a Discovery

by Tammi xxxx

"When did you guess that me and Mummy were having an affair Poppet?" I ask.

"Not sure really. Maybe when you kissed Mummy when you came round today, and then after Mummy said she didn't have any knickers on and I knew you didn't have any on." Then blushing, she said, "And after you both said night night to me, I sort of guessed."

"Does it bother you Poppet?" asked Jean.

"Not really Mummy, as long as you still love me," she replied.

Together we both said, "Of course we both love you Poppet, very much."

"OK," she said, "Can I sleep in your bed tonight Mummy?"

"If you want to you can. You go and get settled down and Mummy will be up in a little while, OK?" said Jean, smiling at Ellen.

With that, Ellen kissed us both goodnight and went upstairs, picking up her nightie on the way as we admired her lovely swaying hips and her bum. We looked at each other and sighed with relief; relief that she now knew about us, and relief that she had accepted it so well. Me and Jean collapsed together and said that she had been very grown up about it, and wondered where we went next with Ellen? I said, "I've told her she can come shopping with me tomorrow, if that's alright with you darling?"

"Of course it is; as long as you're sure you want her along," said Jean.

"I promised to buy her a dildo ......if you approve, that is? And I need to get something for myself," I told her.

"Mmm she will love that," she replied, then said, "What do you need for yourself?" grinning at me.

"Actually," I said, "I hope it's something for both of us; maybe all three of us; I want to get a strap-on," and laughed.

"Mmmm," she said, "now that does sound VERY interesting. I've heard about them and seen them online, but never tried one, and I love the thought of doing you properly with one," as she held me and kissed my lips.

"I love the thought of doing you as well darling," I replied, as we started to caress each other again; aware that Ellen catching us together had actually turned us both on big time.

As we collapsed on the settee again, my hand sought her very wet pussy, as my mouth clamped to her delicious left nipple, and Jean's hands caressed my bum. She lay back as I slid two fingers into her wetness, reaching for her g-spot and hearing her gasp with delight. I went to my knees between her thighs and my mouth closed over her erect clitoris, sucking it and teasing it with my tongue. Jean arched her back as I found her g-spot, and cried my name as I gently caressed it. I just wanted to give her maximum pleasure at the moment, not wanting her to climax, just get close to it.

Climbing onto the settee beside her, our lips and tongues explored each other's mouth as she threw her right leg across my thighs. I felt the heat of her and her delicious wetness against my leg as my hand explored her bum and my wet finger found her rosebud. As I touched her there, she moaned against my mouth and I said, "Sorry darling; I have a thing for girls bottoms," and chuckled.

"I don't mind," she said, "you just took me by surprise, that's all. Actually, it feels very erotic and sexy."

"I've spoken to other girls who say they like it too. In fact some of them tell me that they love anal," I told her, "I've never tried it, but I love being touched there as well; feels very naughty."

As she lowers her mouth to my hard right nipple and starts to suckle from me, I push lightly against her rosebud and feel her relax after a minute, and feel my finger slip inside her bum to the second knuckle. Slowly working it in and out, I feel her push back against my finger and hear her moan, then say, "Oh God Tammi, that feels so bloody sexy!" and reaches for my bum, stroking it softly. Her hand slips to my wet vulva, then her wet finger circles my rosebud, causing me to gasp and relax as I feel the pressure of her finger increase, until a delicious feeling rolls through my tummy as her finger slips inside my bum. "Oh fuck that's gorgeous!" I say.

She lifts her head and looks at me open-mouthed, then says, "Really Tammi! I've never heard you use that word before!" Giggling as she said this.

"Sorry darling," I say, "it just slipped out. In fact it seems quite appropriate considering that's just what we're doing to each other's bums," I giggle.

Jean also giggles, and says, "True. My ex-husband always said that he wanted to fuck my bum, but I never let him; it always seemed a bit weird coming from him. Anyway, there's no need to be sorry, I've heard the word before, and fucking your bum with my finger feels wonderful.""

"I wish I'd brought my handbag now and hidden my dildo inside it," I tell her, and she agrees. "I have an urgent need to cum." Then Jean says, "Just think, you're going to buy a strap-on tomorrow, so I'm sure we will have great fun with that."

I say, "Shall we get into a 69 again and see if we can climax together?" and Jean agrees. We lay on the rug in front of her fireplace, with me on top. I am soon carried away by the aroma and taste of my lover, and plunge my fingers into her wetness as my lips and tongue tease her clitoris. I feel her tongue caressing my pussy, then feel it circle my rosebud, before her lovely tongue drives into my wet vagina, then circles and teases my clitoris. Electricity is flowing through me at her touch, and I know that she's fast approaching her climax, as am I. Moaning softly together, we reach our peak at the same moment, and I greedily lap at her juices as they flow from her pussy, as I explode with her and, to my surprise and delight, feel her finger push into my bum once more. Our vaginal spasms slow down as we empty ourselves into the other, and I feel her juices coating my lips and chin. God, I'm in heaven with this woman, and I am so very glad that she eyed my boobs only a few days ago and it led us to this point.

As we lay together kissing afterwards, stroking each other's bodies, my eye is drawn to the clock on the mantel-shelf; heck, it's just after eleven and I ought to be getting home, even it is just next door, and I make Jean aware of this.

"I wish you would say," she says, "I would adore cuddling up to you and waking with you in the morning."

"I know darling, but that will only make my Mum and Dad suspicious. Besides, you've got Ellen in your bed tonight, and I'm sure you'll both have fun together," I reply and grin as she chuckles at the thought.

We creep up to the bathroom and shower together, carefully washing each other's boobs, pussies and bums, before we dry ourselves and Jean follows me downstairs, where I slip into my dress again and we kiss goodnight. Me to go home to a lonely bed and my dildo, and Jean to the delights of her daughter's delicious, young body.

The next morning, I called for Ellen to go shopping. Jean greeted me at the door with a huge smile and a kiss. I asked her if she'd had a good night, and she said, "Fabulous Babe; totally awesome!" and called Ellen to say that I was downstairs.

I was wearing my lined red mini-skirt and my red tartan blouse .....that's all .....and Ellen appeared in a denim mini and white strappy top, looking delicious. I was aware of her nipples as they pressed against the cotton top and that turned me on; later I was to discover that she too had no knickers on. I was really looking forward to taking her shopping. "Hi Tammi," she said, planting a sexy kiss on my mouth and grinning. But our shopping trip is for another time .......

This next part is what I was told by both Jean, later that evening, and by Ellen, over lunch in McDonalds .......

After we said goodnight, Jean went up to her bed ....and Ellen. The side light was on and Ellen was curled into a foetal position and apparently asleep. Lifting the sheet to get into bed, she couldn't help but stand a minute and gaze at her daughter. Ellen was naked and, with her knees curled up, Jean could see her delicious pussy lips, making her heart flutter. Not wanting to wake Ellen, she slipped in beside her and curled round her, her hand lightly stroking her lovely bum. Lying on her right side, as Ellen was, she trapped her right hand between her thighs and stroked her own pussy. Her left hand went round Ellen and she cupped her boob, noting that her nipple was soft but proud. As she ran the tip of her finger round it, she slid a finger between her own damp lips and started slowly rubbing her clitoris.

As she became more aroused, her left hand drifted down over Ellen's hips and on to her bum, seeking the lips of her pussy. Fearing that she might wake, she lightly stroked her daughter's labia, feeling a slight moistness and increasing her attention to her own clitoris, opening her legs slightly and slipping two fingers into her hot wetness, she fingered herself. Temptation became too much as Jean became more and more aroused, and she slipped a finger into Ellen's tight, damp pussy. At which point, she reached her peak and her juices flowed onto her hand, which she raised to her mouth and sucked her fingers. At that point, she fell asleep pressed against Ellen's bum and with her left boob firmly in her hand.

Jean stirred just after seven the following morning and eyed the bedside alarm, quickly becoming aware that Ellen was sucking her right nipple, her small hands kneading her boob as she suckled. Glancing down, she met her daughter's gaze and, breaking contact Ellen said, "I love your boobs Mummy," and resumed sucking her nipple, which was hard and erect. She cuddled Ellen to her and stroked her hair as Ellen transferred her mouth and tongue to her left nipple.

Moaning with pleasure, she said, "That feels wonderful Poppet," and her hand slid over her tummy and quickly covered her own wet vulva, her fingertip sliding between her lips. Ellen must have sensed her movement and covered her Mummy's hand with her own, at which point Jean moved her hand over Ellen's and pressed down. Jean cried out softly as she felt her daughter's fingers slide into her vagina and start thrusting in and out.

Ellen looked at her and asked, "Can I lick you Mummy?"

"Oh Poppet, I would love you to do that," she replied.

Ellen slowly sunk under the sheet, which Jean pushed out of the way so that she could watch her, until her mouth found her Mummy's wet pussy. Parting her wet lips, she licked Jean and pushed her tongue inside her, causing her Mummy to open her legs really wide and raise her hips. "Oh my God," she said as Ellen's lips and tongue reached her clitoris, teasing it and making it quite hard as she sucked it between her lips. Jean told me it was the thought that her daughter was licking her, which made her orgasm so explosive, and she arched her back as she flooded Ellen's small mouth. Not to be outdone, Ellen lapped her Mummy's juices, tasting and enjoying her as she moaned with delight.

As her spasms subsided and Ellen crawled up the bed, lying on top of Jean, their lips met and they kissed. Jean wrapped her legs over Ellen's and, gripping her lovely round bum, pulled her closer as their kissing became more intense. "Oh Poppet," she said, "I love you! You made Mummy cum so hard and I loved it, thank you. Now I think it's my turn," she said, grinning at her daughter. Urging Ellen to kneel over her mouth and seeing that her daughter's pussy was very wet, she slid her tongue deep into her vagina, rolling it round and round and tasting every bit of her. Adjusting Ellen's position, her mouth soon covered her clitoris and she set about teasing it into submission, while her hands stroked Ellen's boobs and she tugged gently at her, now hard, nipples.

It wasn't many minutes before Ellen's legs started to tremble and she started to pant with her approaching orgasm. Reaching her peak and crying out, "I'm cumming Mummy!" Jean once more slid her tongue deep inside Ellen's vagina and felt her daughter's hot, sweet juices flow into her mouth, until Ellen collapsed on top of her and wriggled her arms round her hips, her face pressed against Jean's tummy. Gazing at her daughter, Jean could see her swollen labia, all pink and wet with her juices and, above them, her rosebud. Leaning her head forward, her tongue was just able to touch it and, as she did so, Ellen moved back slightly, pressing against Jean's tongue, which she circled round her rosebud, moaning as she did so.

"Mmmm, that feels nice Mummy," she said, "but does it taste nasty?"

"No Poppet, but it feels very sexy when I do it," she replied.

All too soon it was time to get out of bed and have a shower, which they decided to share, carefully and sensuously washing each others boobs, bums and pussies, with Jean fingering Ellen to another lovely orgasm, before they towelled themselves dry and each went to get dressed. Ellen you know about, and Jean putting on her dark blue bikini, intending to sunbathe while Ellen and Tammi went shopping.

Then I arrived to take Ellen shopping, but that is a separate part of my (true) story J