"Start me off, Mom?"

Joyce opened a bedside drawer to show Bernie the choices.

"Thanks mom!" Bernie said. There were advantages to having a mother who'd written a book called "Free To Masturbate." She looked over her mother's dildos, vibrators, beads, probes, and other toys.

"I was about to take a masturbation break myself if you want to do it together, darling," Joyce said.

Bernie bent over and grabbed the nightstand, spreading her knees, tilting her hips and sticking her butt out toward her mother. "You want to start me off, mom?"

Joyce considered her daughter's rear presentation. Naomi's wide, honey-colored buttocks were smooth and shapely. Her lush, dusky rose-brown inner labia curled out from between the plump cushions of her outer labia which were feathered with hair from the tails of her dark bush which trailed off into a sparse crown around her clean, evenly pleated anus. "You're beautiful, Naomi Bernice," she said. "How could you doubt?"

"Oh Mom," Bernie said.

Joyce explored Naomi's vulva with her forefinger, probing lightly for sensitive points. With a finger and thumb, she captured her daughter's inner labia, pulling and stretching them. With her other hand, she dipped a finger between the base of Naomi's inner lips into her vagina and spread her daughter's inner moisture around her vulva.

"More, darling?" Joyce asked.

"Yes, Mom!" Bernie said.

Naomi's inner labia swelled and thickened as Joyce massaged and stretched them. Joyce parted and spread them to gaze into the moist innermost lips guarding her daughter's vagina. She smiled, imagining the penis's-eye view of the eager organs of Naomi's boyfriend Gary and her other lover, her cousin Ben as they plunged inside her daughter, thrust, pumped and spilled their seed. She rolled her daughter's clitoris between her finger and thumb, watching her hips quake. Naomi's warm little pleasure bean swelled between her fingers.

"More, baby?" Joyce asked.

"Oh yeah," her daughter said.

Joyce dipped more moisture from her daughter's vagina and thumbed her clit, stroking quickly round and round the erect pink node, rubbing over and under her clit hood. The lusty female odor of Naomi's arousal tickled her nose. Her own breathing deepened and quickened as she masturbated her daughter, and she felt wetness between her own labia.

Bernie was sighing and moving her hips as her mother aroused her closer to climax.

Joyce had an impulse to do something unusual.

"Naomi, may I..."