The Pilgrims Progress by E.r.o. Scott Read Free Book Online

when you’re
about to do something new and aren’t sure if you should be doing
it.
    Traci took her mother’s face in her hands.
“Keep your eyes closed, Susan. And don’t think about what we are
doing, just let yourself feel it, Okay?”
    Susan, nodded her head, then gasped as she
felt her daughter’s soft lips on hers, felt the tip of her
daughter’s tongue run back and forth across her lips.
    Susan, with butterflies in her stomach,
opened her mouth a bit more and felt her daughter’s tongue enter
it. Susan allowed the tip of her tongue to touch the tip of
Traci’s. Then her daughter’s tongue was all over inside Susan’s
mouth and all around her tongue.
    Traci held her mother’s face between her
hands and kissed her mother with a slow, burning passion. Susan was
holding her breath. She felt lightheaded. Was this really
happening? Was her daughter really kissing her, sexually, on the
mouth. Her daughter’s lips felt so good. Traci’s tongue slid all
around hers and teased her deliciously. Susan thought of one of her
bi’ lovers, put the image of kissing her into her mind. Then she
sighed deeply and relaxed into the kiss. She began kissing her
daughter back. Susan’s tongue now tasted her daughter’s sweet
mouth. Her tongue touched and slid around her daughter’s tongue.
Susan sucked at Traci’s mouth. She moaned.
    The image she had tried to erect of her
lover failed. It was her daughter that she was kissing! But it felt
so good. It tasted so good. She kept her eyes closed. She didn’t
want to see. She just wanted to feel. It was wrong, she knew. It
was incest or it would lead to…. Oh my God! Susan thought as she
remembered what Traci had said about “making love completely.”
Would Traci really want to do more than just kiss? Surely not. That
really would be incest.
    Due to various circumstances, partly because
of Tim being here, but partly not, Susan hadn’t make love to
anyone, male or female, for over three months. Masturbation was
okay, but it didn’t’ compare to a real live lover. She had noticed
that she had been paying more attention to her son, who, in
reality, was more like a stranger to her. But now, now, her
daughter was kissing her. She was kissing her daughter. Heaven help
me, Susan thought, this feels so good and I’m really getting turned
on.
    Susan gasped as Traci’s hand reached under
her T-shirt and began to carefully squeeze and caress her right
breast. Susan didn’t stop her. It excited her, perversely, the
feeling of her breast being massaged by her daughter.
    Traci’s fingers began lightly stroking her
mother’s breast, then circling her nipple, then pinching it firmly
between her thumb and forefinger and tugging on it at the same
time.
    Susan moaned with desire. Her arm went
around Traci’s neck. She pulled her daughter’s mouth tighter
against her own. She kissed her daughter more passionately. Susan
and Traci kissed, then kissed again, and again, their mouths hungry
for each other. Time seemed to have stopped momentarily.
    What am I doing? Susan thought, panicked.
This can’t be right. This is my daughter. But she made no attempt
to stop herself or her daughter.
    Susan gasped again as Traci quickly moved
her hand down to rub her mother’s pussy through the fabric of her
satin panties.
    “Oooh! Traci!” Susan finally pulled her
mouth away from her daughters. “No. We can’t do this.”
    “Why not?”
    “You’re my daughter. I’m your mother. This
is incest!”
    Traci’s answer shocked Susan. “I don’t care.
You’re an adult. I’m an adult. You’re bi. I want to learn about
making love to a woman.”
    Her lie to her mother seemed inconsequential
to Traci. If she could seduce her mother then, she thought, she
might be able to further Tim’s desire to have sex with her too. And
then, maybe, just maybe, the three of them could have sex together.
That thought really excited her.
    Traci also realized, now that she was making
a play for her mom, that her