Kiss Off

"You're going to have to take it, Nessie."

It was exactly the wrong thing for Brand to say. The right thing.

Vanessa went wild.

Tongue rolling a-all over her daughter's intimidating, plump clitoris, eyes crossed to gaze at the anal star nestled just beyond the bridge of her nose, Nigger Nessie suckled at tender vaginal flesh, t-tried to suck her little girl's entire bare pussy into her damn monkey mouth.

"You're made for this. It's okay."

F-fuck! Arms half bound by her daughter's thighs, hands trembling and limp, a dazed Vanessa tried to slap at Brand... Elly c-could hear him!

Oh - E-Elly... her daughter... h-h-her...

The pure, inexperienced girl lapping lovingly a-at Vanessa's hairy cunt... in her mind she could see it. What she felt between her legs - Elaine's b-beautiful teen face, her girl, her gorgeous girl e-e-eating...!

It was too much.

"Don't let little Elly make a mess, now."

Messy N-

Lips locked her daughter's soft petals, Messy Nessie felt her head lifted with Elly's hips - and slammed back down on the soft bed.

"Ghh - !"

Dislodged -

"P-mmN!"

Grunting, avoiding, trapped with her tongue still s-sticking straight up into the air, Nessie's battered brown face was pummeled into the sheets by repeated blows, smeared and slapped by wet teen pussy.

"Ah - oh! Mmmh... mmMMh! MmhNNh!!"

Vanessa had barely heard of female s-squirting before. Some barely remembered college legends, obviously made up by drunken male assholes -

Nothing in her forty-one years could have prepared Vanessa for the torrent that hit her.

"Ph-thbth!"

Sputtering, face still rubbed and mashed by her girl's warm pussy, clit dragged all over her raspberry-blowing lips - a forceful stream of thin sexual liquid, something that was... wasn't urine or...

"Good lord!" Cheryl...

Ch-Cheryl!

Panicked, her fastidious white secretary bouncing away - Vanessa squeezed her eyes shut against any splash, wrinkled her nose, and ****... **** her mouth wide.

"Open, Nessie!" Brand snapped.

"Ghrr-Ghn!" Frowning, gurgling angrily - Nessie's jaw was aching she had opened so wide!

The beleaguered black woman strained her neck, corded muscles standing against her tight skin - she endured her daughter's jarring face humping, and positioned herself as close as she could maintain.

A-and the gurgles in her throat, screams and humps - Vanessa she was orgasming herself.

Hard.

**** to it by her - her daughter, her sweet little girl, her... the-the fucking tart! Elly clinging and spreading and licking a-and humping her i-in some amorous lesbian display...!

"Think of the bed spread. Swallow."

The - the fucking bed spread?!

"Gll-kll!" Vanessa pointed out angrily, t-trying to get... get Brand's hands...

His hands cupped Nessie's face. Positioned her, her chin.

Brand s-stroked the hollow under Vanessa's jaw, down to the top of her voice box. Gliding, removing his hand, repeating - demonstrating the motion, where he wanted... wanted th-the liquid in Nessie's mouth to go.

Oh... fuck. Fuck.

Bi-ig gulp.

Tastefully painted eyelids fluttering - darkness. The black mother's eyes rolled back into her skull.

S-swallow.

Nostrils flaring, breathing, smelling - another big gulp of unnatural female ejaculate passed the muscles in the back of Vanessa's throat.

Disappeared down her esophagus - warm a-and... warm, all the way to her tummy.

Vanessa suppressed a tiny, aromatic burp.

Jesus.

Her - her daughter's impossibly soft pussy, foreign and sweet and strangely formed dark flesh slowed into a slow grind on Nessie's face.

The sensation between the negress's own legs - the fantastic buzzing, the languid lapping...

Nessie unwrapped her ankles and d-dropped her legs to the bed. Finally able to breathe...

"I - I - " Sorry... Elly...

Please...

Tears squeezed from the corner Vanessa's eyes, traveling to the cushion of her nappy hair. The swirling liquid in her stomach -

Nessie s-suppressed another involuntary burp. God - she could t-taste and smell -

"I'm... sorry," Elly whispered back, barely audible, completing her mother's thought. God, she was s-so -

"No," Brand shook his head. Looking down at Vanessa, gray eyes soft a-and... "You did a good job."

"Good girl."

God, tummy f-full of her daughter's squirt, carefully done makeup - Brand's work smeared across her nigger face...

"You love her."

Reaching between her daughter's legs, the white man touched Nessie's forehead, and smoothed back her nappy hair.

"You love her so much."

Y-yes. Vanessa...

As if to tease her, to m-mock her, Elly's puffy brown pussy, her obviously erect clit passed across Vanessa's vision.

She could see it all. Breathing hard, short on oxygen - she could smell it. Potent and sweet and i-if she wanted, if she had wanted to, sh-she could even...

Vanessa's lips parted. Her mouth watered. She wouldn't... she didn't want t-to -

"It'll help if they imprint this." L-loud. Vanessa nearly jumped - might have if she wasn't pinned under her daughter's firm body.

"Remind them how much they love each other," Brand looked down at her seriously.

Dead serious.

"A-a lot, it seems," Cheryl - the laughter in her voice...

M-Miss Cheryl murmured something more. To Elly. Smiling, Vanessa was sure. Sh-she... jealousy. Somehow, Vanessa still felt jealousy - pulling her stomach, balling her hands into fists. Her secretary had spent all day with Elly. The previous night. A-and Vanessa -

Vanessa couldn't hear, over the sound of Brand's voice. Calm and steady -

"I-imprint?" Vanessa repeated, and flinched at the dark look the big man gave her.

"You'll lose her forever, Nessie."

Vanessa swallowed. Brand wasn't lying. He wasn't. She felt it.

He wasn't wrong. And fear - not raw, not primal, not fear that made her legs tense or her spine seize. Cold fear. Knowing fear, settled slow and true in Vanessa's heart.

"You have to, now."

Her burning heart.

"You have to love her."

She did. God, Vanessa loved her daughter so much. Growing, mixing and swirling with jealousy and anger a-and a thousand feelings that...

She didn't remember ever loving her only child more. It was white hot, and her little girl's breath, the tremors of her soft voice on Nessie's nigger place -

Vanessa Lockley kissed her daughter's sweet pussy, not - not as a sexual act at all. Not... not really. Not... only.

She loved her daughter. She slid her tongue over tender beauty.

Elly was everything. The smell...

Vanessa wouldn't ever lose her. She couldn't.

"... Kiss her back," An angel's voice.

Vanessa gasped, and felt herself o-open to receive...

"It's okay. Tell her you love her."

Nothing. Vanessa would have heard even the smallest whisper, felt any vibration through her daughter's naked chest.

It hurt.

It hurt, but... but her chastity. She... punished... scared... fear growing...

She loved Elly even more. Every second of denial -

Vanessa, crying, aching, ****... kissed. Kissed Elly.

No... no... no - no -

" - Mo..."

"You love your mom." P-please... "You do." Sorry. Elly - "Be a good girl and say it."

Vanessa selfishly needed... needed Elly's love. Needed to keep her. Needed her at home, next to her, n-needed...

"Almost over. You're almost there."

Elly wouldn't. And - god, Vanessa was so fucking proud. So envious o-of her choice. So hellishly ashamed and scared, a-and -

"I'm sorry." She was defeated. Her daughter on top of her, Nessie - "I love you so... so much, Elly."

She should have rolled away. Crawled away in shame, gone outside to the backyard, naked and unworthy of her beautiful girl, of anything but grass and bugs and a spot to piss -

The middle aged negress kissed her beautiful daughter instead.

She needed more. The one chance she had, the one last chance... she couldn't resist.

Tenderly, warmly, lovingly, Vanessa attached herself to the slightly raised mound just above her daughter's slit.

G-g-god, Elly tasted... felt so f-fucking good on her lips.

She was so perverted, and sick, a-and -

"I - I love you, Mom."

Vanessa felt every bit of it. Every vibration of her daughter's words in her stomach, every echo in her ears.

'I love you, Mom.'

It was like a bomb. Absolute need, fulfilled, acceptance, forgiveness, filling Nessie's heart and soul w-with sickly sweet -

Fuck!

Elaine's thick lips, perfect teen face sucked up the negro mother's hairy pussy, while her long tongue slithered i-i-inside Nessie, stuck her.

"Mn-Hnn..."

A-air. It was too much - Vanessa writhed and moaned, wh-while...

"Perfect."

Brand's hand stroked her little girl's ass, right in front of Nessie's face. W-watching her closely, seeing everything, he and Miss Cheryl... god.

"Good girl."

God!!

"One more thing." More - "She needs this. This part is important."

Vanessa... the white man spread her little girl, ever so slightly.

"You can do this. Don't mess up."

Her butt -

"It's okay."

N-no! It...

But Brand's attention was off her, his firm gaze only flicking to meet Vanessa's eyes briefly - "Try a sniff, now."

He - couldn't be serious.

H-her daughter's slightly spread butt, hovering over her face, parted by strong white fingers...

"It'll stay in your mind, help you remember this, be a calm girl if you get mad."

"Just try it," Cheryl... l-like it was reasonable! L-like...

Miss... Miss Cheryl.

Somehow - soft flesh touched Nessie's nose. Labia and -

And clit.

And words, strangled Nessie, choked her until they blurted out of her throat.

"I-I love you, Sweetie." Love! God, she did. Pressed against her daughter's most intimate areas - "I l-l-love you, I love you, I..."

Love you, love... Babbling in Nessie's brain, past the point where she **** her teeth to bite the words off.

How... how had it come t-to -

The panties Nessie had stolen, her daughter's shoes. Brand... maybe Vanessa had clued him in. But either way, smelling... god, he was right. This - this was wrong. It would haunt her.

The smell. The feeling of her nose right on Elly's clit. Love and shame -

Ss-sff...

Lightly, gently, Vanessa d-did it. Inhaled... sniffed h-her daughter's clitoris - engorged and a bit paler and pinker than everything else where it poked out.

Her daughter's pussy. Her clit, her arousal and ass a-and sweat.

"I love you too, Mom."

Nessie -

Ssf! S-S-SffFF!!

S-say it. Please... please!

"I love you, M-M-om..." Yes. Oh, E-Elly... cool air rushing along the crack of Nessie's hairy puss - "Love... Mom - I'm sorry. I... I love..."

Vanessa gasped. Her daughter - n-no. Cheryl's hands, feminine and strong lifted her ankles, pulled them back. Vanessa could barely see over her daughter's wagging sex, her firm brown bubble butt, but -

She felt it, when her daughter's nose pressed against... into her hairy butthole. Pressed up against the mother's permanently gaped anal orifice.

No. There... there was no way. Elly was... her daughter wouldn't...

S-something wouldn't let Vanessa squeeze her sphincter shut. W-wouldn't - don't! Elly - p-panic! Elly, d- !

It flex-flexed once, closed up between sniffs, while Elly buried her nostrils in Vanessa's anal pubes, pressed right against her mom's stretched butthole, and sniffed the air straight out of Nessie's f-fucking rectum l-like -

Slut! Seared into her brain, knocking her tongue against on the back of her teeth, V-Vanessa -

Cheryl tittered. L-laughed, and the shame - Jesus! Her daughter's nose b-buried, practically inside her asshole, smelling her most intimate... f-forbidden...

What was wrong with her?!

Va-Vanessa reflexively k-kissed, slobbered her daughter's slit.

God! Sh-she - !

Almost frenzied, her loathing, her self-loathing -

"I mm-uv you sho... so much, Ehlmm-ee." Vanessa sobbed. Sobbed, a-and smeared her lips, her daughter's identifiable scent all over her black face.

"...You love each other." Brand's voice, calm a-and...

L-love - Vanessa didn't know if she... even more if Elly... had said that she loved her mom so many times i-in the last six months.

F-fuck! Nessie's nigger snatch g-got sucked up, g-got -

"It's safe, here. You're safe to love each other."

F-fuck! Fuck Brand, fuck her w-wet, sloppy - !

"H-hhh!"

Inside - impossibly long, slimy and slithering inside her, Elaine's fucking slut tongue - !

It was coming. Vanessa couldn't stop it, a-and she latched... her lips clamped around the root of her daughter's... her little girl's oversized clit.

B-bobbing. Bobbing her head for all she was worth, ignoring Elly grinding into her face, Vanessa gave her daughter's clitoris a tiny blowjob, slurping and tugging the sweet nub like it was a little cock, while the little minx's tongue, writhing inside h-her -

"Look at them."

"Nn-uh!" Ch-Cheryl - !

"All these years... this was really my boss."

Her secretary -

"And her-her daughter."

Vanessa's pussy spasmed, the humiliation penetrating her ears, her brain, and jumping her straight into another orgasm.

God, f-fuck! Elly - "Mm-Ellee...!"

"-Mmph!" Vanessa frowned, and b-bucked her hips as her daughter suddenly sat back, enveloping Nessie's entire nigger face between a pair of firm black girl buttcheeks.

"I-it's...! Oh god! It's c-coming - !"

Suffocating, ridden, panicky need for oxygen - in the midst of her own ruined orgasm, Vanessa was pinned with her mouth under her daughter's pussy and her nose firmly nestled in her little girl's teeny puckered anus.

"Mphn..."

Oh, god. The first gush -

"GGl-gll!"

Watery ejaculate hit the back of Nessie's throat - squirting with more power than any male orgasm.

"Gllk-kh-KK!"

S-suffocating. Nessie hadn't been ready when Elly plopped down on her f-face and... and struggling to get one breath past her bottom lip, one inhale through her sphincter-smooshed nose -

O-ow!

Sharp nailed fingers g-grabbed the increasingly agitated negro woman's breasts, p-p-pulled and twisted while arousal shot into her m-mouth...

"Oh..."

"O-oh..."

As quickly as it began, it ended. M-maybe only seconds a-after it started, Elly rolled off her mom's face.

Nessie, back snapping her into a sitting position, swallowed and heaved in a gasping breath - nearly aspirating on sexual fluid.

"Much better. I think she got all of it this time."

Asshole! Nessie, the makeup Brand had provided her with, to 'help' with Elly, running and teary and smeared, turned her head -

Ah - !

A bare foot bottom shoved her toward the edge of her bed. Ah - ! Another - !

Shaky legs, still light headed and needing air a-and mentally shattered, Vanessa found herself **** off the bed, into the support of Brand's hands.

"Elaine!" Cheryl's sharp, commanding voice - Vanessa saw Elly flinch, mirroring her own reaction.

"N-no! No more, this..." The black teenager's voice trailed off. Lifting... lifting the clean corner of a white bedsheet, she covered her naked chest.

Hugged the thin fabric too close, causing her stiff dark n-nipples to poke through, clearly outlined.

"Everyone - stop. Please. Don't... don't look."

Elly s-sounded so...

Even naked, in front of...

She knew it was a mistake, but Vanessa stepped out of Brand's arms, a-and leaned forward - t-tits shifting with gravity, swaying as she put a hand on her daughter's bed.

Elly s-snatched the wire-handle fly swatter out of a blanket fold, holding it raised and ready to swing - her sheet falling slightly from her other hand.

"Don't touch me." The red rubber mat at its top twitched threateningly. "Mom - don't... don't touch me."

"This never happened. None of it."

Elaine's fierce expression shook and twisted up a second a second later. Turning her head to Cheryl, her lip quivered.

Her face broke.

"You said it was n-natural! Normal!!" Wide-eyed, voice c-cracking painfully, "You said - "

E-Elly...!

The teen gagged. Hands wrapped around her stomach, modesty sheet falling away, and quickly grabbed -

Vanessa couldnt help b-but reach out again. She - she didn't mean to, but as a mother... her daughter -

Wsss -

A red blur flashed dangerously, a backhand, and Nessie felt her body move - jerked back by her elbow, by Brand.

"It's okay, Cheryl." Vanessa - she didn't see wh-what her secretary - "We'll leave her alone, if that's what she wants."

The black woman felt Brand straighten behind her. T-tall and -

"Maybe we all need a little time. To work, and eat." G-god, the thought of food... anything. Vanessa's belly, sloshing w-with__... with...

"Urp..."

Her bottom lip trembling sickly a-at what she released, what she tasted, Vanessa covered her mouth with an elbow.

"All alone, Elaine. Until you say you need us."

Something... Elly shrank. She looked alone. Surrounded by people, with her mother right there.

Vanessa's fault. Her daughter, her g-girl.

Naked.

"Don't... don't look at me," Elly whispered, dabbing tears. Rocking... rocking back and forth.

Naked and sweaty, messy and cold. Nessie knew the feeling.