Incest/Taboo In Mom's Footsteps

The sun had risen by the time Vicki and Bob woke up. Bob drove her back to their meeting point from the previous night. He couldn't stop smiling and clearly felt he had received far more than his money's worth from the previous night. After saying goodbye she got in her car and drove home.

When Vicki arrived home she experienced a tangle of emotions. On the positive side she felt very well fucked and satisfied. However, offsetting that was a lingering guilt about what had happened. She admonished herself for watching Sara strip instead of finding some way, any way, to avoid it. She also felt guilty about the intense fantasy she had created as she and Bob fucked.

Surely Bob had started the dirty talk thinking it would be fun to hear her talk about fucking another woman. In those wild lustful moments Vicki wanted nothing more than to fuck Sara. She wanted to tease Sara's tits, suck her pussy, and let Sara explore her completely.

Fortunately, Sara was still asleep when Vicki arrived home. Vicki was glad to have a little more time to compose herself before having to face Sara. Even though Sara wouldn't know about Vicki's fantasies there would be questions enough about the encounter at the strip club.

Vicki stepped into the shower and hoped the conversation with Sara wouldn't be too awkward. She took a long, hot shower and realized that what she really wanted to know is how it made Sara feel to dance for her mom. Vicki knew how it made her feel, and the horny part of her mind wanted to know if Sara felt the same way.

However, as she dried off Vicki pushed that idea aside. She scolded herself for being a pervert or a weirdo. What was she expecting Sara to say? Even if Sara did say something, what did Vicki think would happen next? Vicki knew rationally that she was being ridiculous but she also knew her taboo fantasy was very exciting.

Vicki lounged in bed for a while before she decided to call her son. She hoped maybe that talking with him would snap her out of the silly fantasy world she had created with Sara.

She and Jon talked regularly now and visited as often as they could. He lived a couple of hours away, so it wasn't too hard to make the drive to get together for a day out or a nice dinner. Vicki drew great comfort from reconnecting with her son. She knew that they didn't quite have a typical mother-son sort of relationship, but she could hardly expect that after all that had happened.

Instead they seemed to be forging their own sort of relationship, but Vicki felt them getting closer and she was thankful for what she had. She did feel a bit of lingering guilt about the relationship between Sara and Jon. She felt bad that they had been deprived of a normal brother-sister type of relationship. Vicki could see the similarities in their personalities and was sure they would have formed a close sibling bond if they had grown up together.

Instead, they had something closer to the relationship of cousins who lived far apart and saw each other infrequently. They were friendly but didn't seem to go out of their way to talk or make contact with each other. Vicki hoped they would become closer but she wasn't about to force either of them into anything.

She and Jon chatted for a while. They finally said their good-byes and made plans to talk again soon. After she hung up she felt the now familiar pang of guilt at the secret she kept from Jon.

After all she had been through she promised herself to be open and honest with her kids about what she did and why she did it. She still hadn't told Sara the full extent of what she did at work. Instead, she told her that she performed private dances rather than saying she was a prostitute and Sara accepted that. However, Vicki knew that with Sara now in the business it would only be a matter of time, if she hadn't already figured it out, before Sara understood what happens at the clubs like the one where she worked.

She could never bring herself to tell Jon about any of her past work as a stripper or what she did now. She still didn't know why. Initially she guessed that maybe she didn't want to scare him away or make him feel weird about her, but now the lie had gone on for so long that she felt like she was trapped and couldn't tell him the truth.

When she finally left her bedroom, wearing only her loose bathrobe, she headed for the kitchen. She was surprised to find Sara sitting at the table eating a banana and looking at the previous day's mail. Sara was dressed only in the oversized T-shirt she wore to sleep in and looked like she had just gotten up.

"Morning," Sara said to her mom as Vicki stepped into the room. There was something a little knowing and teasing about Sara's tone. "I was a little worried about you, you know, with being out like that."

"Sorry I didn't call," Vicki replied with a smile at hearing Sara act like the mother. "I guess I didn't expect to be out that late."

"So, who was the guy?" Sara asked.

Vicki answered that it was Bob, a guy she knew from work. "He didn't look like a bouncer, is he a bartender there?" Sara asked.

"No," Vicki answered sheepishly, "he's one of my customers."

"Mom!" Sara answered in a playfully scolding tone. It was one of the unwritten rules of the business that dancers don't get personally involved with the customers. It helped to avoid any conflicts between reality and fantasy and kept everyone acting properly.

However, both Sara and Vicki knew that even though this was supposed to be one of the big "rules" that virtually every dancer had broken it at some point. Vicki knew from her own experiences that when she was feeling particularly horny it was very easy to pick up a guy at the club for a quick fuck. It only took a bit of extra attention to have the guy totally wrapped around her finger and ready to fuck.

Vicki was still wrestling with how to bring up the subject of the club, but Sara got to it first. "So, um, whose idea was it for you two to come to the club?" she asked.

The fact that Sara thought it might have been Vicki's idea was unexpected and Vicki felt a little tingle of excitement. Vicki said it was Bob's idea but Sara still had more questions.

She didn't directly ask the question, but it was clear what Sara wanted to know. Sara wanted to know why Vicki had remained at the edge of the stage and why she hadn't left when she knew Sara was dancing.

Vicki knew this was her time to come clean and so she explained that she couldn't. In response to Sara's quizzical look Vicki confessed that she had started working as an escort with some of her regular customers from the club. As Vicki explained Sara was far less shocked or upset than Vicki had imagined.

Sara's next question threw Vicki for a loop. "Did you fuck him?" Sara asked. Vicki was dumbstruck as she stared at Sara, shocked by her frankness. "Come on mom," Sara said. "I heard one of the girls at the club talking about doing some part time work at a place doing private dances, so I asked her about it. She told me that the real money was in giving guys hand jobs and that in some places the girls made a ton of money sucking guy's cocks or fucking them."

Sara paused and was about to speak again when Vicki began talking. Vicki told Sara that it was true. She admitted that she fucked and sucked some of her customers and had been doing it for a long time. After Vicki's confession she and Sara talked for a long time.

Vicki was happy and relieved that Sara took the news as well as could be expected. It certainly isn't every day that a daughter finds out her mom is essentially a prostitute. Sara told Vicki that she wished she would have been more honest about her job but said she was fine with it as long as Vicki was OK.

The whole time they spoke Vicki couldn't help but think that there was something else on Sara's mind. It seemed like Sara had something she wanted to say or ask. Every so often there was a particular gleam in Sara's eye that made Vicki think she was up to something. However, as their conversation ended Sara left to get showered and dressed and she hadn't yet brought up whatever it was on her mind. Vicki was very curious but she had already delved into enough sensitive subjects with Sara this morning and she didn't want to risk bringing up another one before Sara was ready.

It only took a couple of days before Vicki learned what Sara had on her mind. Sara brought it up very casually over dinner. "Mom," she began, "I was talking with Nick down at the club the other day." Nick was the club's owner who Vicki knew from her days dancing there. "He told me you came in a few days after I started to watch me. He also commented about how good he thought you looked."

Sara paused before continuing, "Nick suggested something to me that I thought sounded crazy, but the more I looked into it and talked with some other girls at the club I don't know..." her voice trailed off.

"What?" Vicki asked dying to know what Nick had suggested her daughter get into.

"Well," Sara continued, "he suggested we should get into the private show business together. He told me that he knew of a pair that pretended to be mother and daughter a few years ago and made a ton of money doing private shows. He said they didn't look anything like each other and that the older woman really wasn't very good looking, but guys were willing to pay a ton of money for the fantasy of a mother-daughter team."

"I don't know..." Vicki said trying to stop Sara before she went any farther.

Sara, however, was on a roll and continued talking, "Nick said he was sure with our similar features and how good we looked that we could make as much money as wanted. The other two left town and there isn't anyone around doing shows like that."

Vicki opened her mouth to say something but stopped as Sara added, "If we did nearly as well as Nick thinks we could probably quit our other jobs and set our own schedules."

That was an idea that held some merit for Vicki and it made her pause to think. She knew Nick had a great feel for the business after having been in the industry for so long. He wasn't often wrong about things like that and Vicki knew that if Nick felt strongly they could make good money it was probably true.

Sara seemed encouraged by Vicki's pause and continued talking. Sara had already done some research and talked to some of the adult industry magazines in town to ask about advertising rates. She had talked with Nick again to get his ideas on how to advertise and he gave her a bunch of suggestions. Sara had followed up on many of his suggestions and went to her room to retrieve a file of her notes and information.

Vicki was overwhelmed by the amount of work and thought that Sara had invested in this idea. On one hand what Sara said sounded reasonable and interesting, but many questions swirled through her mind. Even before she got to those questions there was the huge roadblock of actually doing something like that with Sara.

When Sara finally exhausted her information and arguments she paused. Vicki didn't quite know where to start with her response and so they sat for a few moments looking at each other across the table.

Vicki knew that these private shows were a lot like working as an escort. Some private shows were as simple as going to a customer's house or hotel room and dancing and stripping for them. Most of the time the shows also included a hand job, but it was not uncommon for the shows to also include a blowjob or fuck.

A couple of women at the club had worked together on some private shows a few years ago and Vicki remembered what they said about them. They advertised as two girl shows and the guys paid quite a lot. They said that most of the time they stripped together and did a little teasing and touching of each others tits or asses but it rarely went beyond that. They did say there were a couple of times, with the right guy and the right amount of money, when they engaged in far more together. A few times their shows consisted of them fucking and sucking each other as the guy either watched or joined in.

Did Sara really know what she was suggesting? Did she realize this might mean they would need to get sexual with each other? "How would the shows work?" Vicki asked trying to see what Sara had in mind.

"Well," Sara replied, "Nick said the previous mother-daughter team ran an add that said you could hire either or both of them."

"What if they hired both?" Vicki asked.

Sara smiled and replied, "Well, first we'd charge them a ton of money. Nick said we'd be able to charge way more than other two girl shows because we could sell the mother-daughter fantasy."

"But what would we do?" Vicki asked.

Sara said that she figured they could just strip and do a dance together. "You know Sara," Vicki replied, "a lot of those guys want more than that."

"Well, you've already been doing things like that for a while, right? So it can't be all that bad. I figure if the guy wants more then one of us can oblige," she added with a wide smile that suggested she wouldn't be opposed to helping out some of these guys.

Vicki again asked, "But what if they want us to do something together?"

"Then we'll make them pay a ton of money," Sara laughed. She replied that they could create a ground rule up front that it wouldn't be a lesbian show. Even as she said this Vicki noticed that Sara never said she wouldn't do it or wouldn't be interested in doing it. Perhaps it was just an oversight from Sara, but it made Vicki wonder.

Vicki continued to make sure Sara understood what she was suggesting, "Yes, but even with that the guys will surely expect a little more than us dancing next to each other."

"What do you mean?" Sara asked.

Vicki told her about the women who had done the two women private shows and how it was expected that they do some touching of each other. Sara seemingly hadn't expected this and she paused as she thought about it.

"I didn't know that," Sara said. She paused for a moment and Vicki wondered if this new knowledge would change her mind. Unexpectedly Sara said, "I think I could do it."

She looked at Vicki and for a few seconds they stared at each other with Vicki not knowing what to say. Her daughter just said she wouldn't have a problem with touching her tits or ass as they danced naked together. Vicki didn't know how to feel about that comment or about this whole idea in general. She sat in a state of shock until Sara asked, "So, could you do that?"

Vicki stared into Sara's eyes and saw something there that she had seen that night she showed Sara how to strip. It was a glimmer of excitement and lust and it had a profound effect on Vicki that she didn't expect. Before she had time to think about what she was saying Vicki heard herself answer, "Yes."

Sara smiled a wide, sexy smile and became very excited. Seemingly in her mind they had agreed to do it and she talked excitedly about making plans and getting photo shoots for the ads. Vicki calmed her down and convinced Sara to let them both sleep on the idea for a few days so they could think about if they really wanted to do this.

Sara never wavered in her interest or excitement over her wild idea during the next few days. Vicki, however, was completely tied in knots. She didn't know what to think and could barely believe that she could even seriously consider it.

On one hand, Sara's arguments were sound. Although Vicki had never before considered the idea, her experiences and what she knew about men told her that Nick was right when he said there would be a big interest in a mother-daughter show. Hell, for some guys the ultimate fantasy was to fuck sisters at the same time. Surely for these guys the idea of doing a mother and daughter or of seeing a mother and daughter get naked together and do a little teasing would be well worth a high price tag. It would definitely be nice to face the prospect of working less and making the same money or working the same and having the extra cash around.

That was about as far as the practical side of the argument could take her before the realization of what she was contemplating hit her. Could she really go into this line of work with her daughter? True, the customers would never know they were really mother and daughter, although with the physical similarities between them it wouldn't be too hard to guess they were related.

Would it make her the worst mother in the world to do this? Did it make her a horrible mother to even be considering it? These were the types of questions that ran through her mind almost constantly as she tried to decide what to do.

There were also times when she wondered why Sara was so into the whole idea. Surely, doing this with her mother must seem a little strange, but yet Sara gave no indication of any conflict. Sometimes, usually late at night as she lay in bed, Vicki wondered about Sara's motives.

Deep down Vicki knew that part of her hesitation was the fear of how working with Sara would affect her. Vicki reflected on how watching Sara dance made her feel and remembered the lusty intensity of her elaborate fantasy about Sara. She would never admit this to anyone, especially Sara, but part of her wondered if she could control herself if they performed together.

If a customer wanted to see them touch each other, Vicki wasn't afraid of being able to do it. In fact, there were times when she almost yearned to do it and that fact made her scared to proceed. What if Sara had strictly financial motives behind this and then realized her mom was getting off touching her tits and rubbing against her?

Vicki feared Sara would be completely freaked out and their relationship would be damaged. However, even as she had these fears a voice in her head said that Sara just might have other motives. After all, hadn't it been Sara who told Vicki she was hot after Vicki showed her how to strip? Hadn't it been Sara whose eyes burned with lust while watching her mom dance? Hadn't it been Sara who so eagerly danced for Vicki at the club? Hadn't this whole thing been Sara's idea and wasn't she the one who said she wouldn't have any problems touching her mom's naked body as they danced? Maybe there was something more than finances motivating Sara. Maybe she was as interested in Vicki as Vicki was in her.

A few days passed before Sara again brought up the idea. Vicki still didn't know what to do or say but Sara seemingly wanted an answer right now. "I'm worried it could backfire and mess up our relationship," Vicki admitted.

"Mom," Sara began as if Vicki had just said something silly, "I knew you'd think like that. What could backfire? After all, isn't this what you already do at your work? Sure, I'd be trying something new, but what better way to try it than with you at my side to keep me out of trouble?"

For whatever reason, suddenly Sara's argument seemed to make sense when presented like that. Sara seemingly could sense Vicki's mood and pressed on, "Come on, mom. Let's just try it for a month. If it doesn't work or if it makes us too uncomfortable we'll quit and go back to our old jobs." Sara then added, "What could possibly backfire?"

Vicki knew exactly what could backfire but she could never admit it to Sara. How do you tell your daughter what might backfire is that you may get so into it that you'd want to fuck her? Still, Vicki couldn't deny that Sara made some solid points and before she realized she had made up her mind she heard herself agreeing to it.

Sara squealed in delight and was clearly very excited. Vicki felt a rush of nervous excitement as Sara started making plans for photo shoots and advertising.

The next day or two was an odd whirlwind of activity. On one hand they made a sort of business plan just like anyone starting a family business. However, Vicki doubted that many family businesses involved a product quite like the one they were planning.

They decided to run an ad in the most popular local adult magazine and distribute information to some people like Nick who could refer interested people. They bought a new cell phone for their business and scheduled a photo shoot to create their ad.

Vicki was nervous about the shoot, but it went very quickly and smoothly. The photographer had them pose for a series of shots in some revealing lingerie and a few more where Vicki and Sara lounged playfully in bed together with the sheet strategically covering parts of them.

It was about a month before the ad was ready and distributed across the city. At the photographer's suggestion, they found clever way to obscure their faces in the photos so someone who knew them and happened to see the magazine wouldn't immediately recognize them.

The text in the ad said they were a mother-daughter team new in town and gave their ages and dimensions. It said they were available individually or for two-girl shows and listed their new cell number.

Vicki still had her doubts and fears but they had concentrated so much on simply getting the details of everything worked out that she kept occupied with that. One Saturday afternoon when both Sara and Vicki happened to not be working Sara suggested something that caught Vicki off guard. "Do you think we should practice together?"

It was a perfectly logical and normal thing to ask. Ordinarily Vicki would have insisted on having the routine worked out so everything would look smooth and sexy for the customer. However, Vicki hadn't given any thought to practicing with Sara.

The ad had just been distributed and so it was possible that calls could start coming in at any time. Vicki knew if they were going to do this she would eventually have to face her worries. Better to do it here in practice then do it in front of a paying customer. Vicki nodded and agreed and they shared a laugh at how unprepared they were for this.

"When?" Vicki asked.

"How about right now?" Sara replied. "Neither of us are doing anything and we could start getting calls any time."

"Really? Right now?" Vicki responded. She was a little uncomfortable at the sudden suggestion.

"Sure," Sara teased, "you're going to have to do it sometime, you know."

Vicki finally agreed and asked Sara for her thoughts on what they should wear. Sara had a plan for this too and her idea sounded really sexy. Her idea was that she would dress up like a catholic schoolgirl complete with the plaid, pleated mini skirt and white, oxford style top. She added that she could even do her hair up in pigtails to complete the look.

She suggested Vicki could dress up in a sort of sexy schoolteacher look. She said Vicki could start with her hair up and with a fairly conservative business skirt and top.

She finished giving the details of her plan and Vicki admitted she was impressed. The style of outfits sounded hot and she knew they would push the right buttons for the customers. Vicki asked Sara to see the outfits figuring she had already gone out and purchased them.

Sara hadn't yet purchased them so they decided that would be the first point of business. They drove to Vicki's favorite store for buying her work outfits and they decided on some details to complete the look.

It didn't take long at the store to find an outfit for Sara. This was an adult store that catered to the local strippers and performers. It had a wide array of sexy outfits and on any given night you could usually find a stripper here looking for a new outfit. It only took a few minutes to find a blue plaid skirt and top that looked absolutely hot on Sara. They completed her outfit with knee socks and a really sexy pair of black mini boots that came up about ankle high. This part didn't fit with the schoolgirl costume but it flattered her body perfectly and made her look sexy as hell in the skimpy little dress that barely covered her ass.

It took longer to find something for Vicki and they ended up trying a couple of different stores before finding the right mix of sexy and businesslike. She finally decided on a tight skirt that went down nearly to her knees but that had a slit cut high on one leg that went nearly all the way up to the top of her thigh.

She selected a simple silk top with buttons up the front, the kind of thing you might expect a teacher or businesswoman to wear. However, she planned to leave the top several buttons open revealing far more cleavage and skin than any teacher or businesswoman would dare.

Both women had a ball shopping and hanging out together and laughed and giggled as they drove back home. "I can't wait to try this out," Sara said. Vicki also couldn't wait to see how Sara would look dancing in her sexy outfit and hoped she'd be able to control herself.

They decided to practice in the living room figuring that this or the bedroom was likely where they would be doing their shows. They first retreated to their rooms to get dressed and met in the living room a few minutes later.

Vicki already felt very sexy and excited in her new outfit and one look at Sara further heightened her lust. Sara strolled in with her tall heels causing her hips to say teasingly and causing the exposed parts of her tits to bounce playfully in a most erotic way. Sara tied her top in the knot over her stomach, so most of her stomach and lower back was exposed. She also left the top several buttons open so a healthy amount of her cleavage was exposed. She looked like the perfect vision of a slutty little schoolgirl.

They talked about choice of music and soon picked a style. Sara rustled through their collection and inserted a CD before hitting play. She returned to Vicki and they stood looking at each other anxiously as the music filled the room.

"So how do we start?" Sara asked. Vicki explained they would first meet the guy and collect the money up front. That would give them time for some small talk and to get a feel for what sort of show the guy wanted. After that, she said, the guy would sit and they would start.

"Does he get naked?" Sara asked.

"Usually," Vicki replied. "But it varies. Sometimes they get naked right away and sometimes they strip as the show goes. Sometimes they'll even ask us to strip them as we dance."

"OK, so how should we start?" Sara said. "Should we just start dancing some and see if we get into a rhythm?"

Vicki nodded yes and felt the lump in her stomach grow tighter as Sara began to dance and sway erotically. She took a long, deep breath for courage and hoped she wasn't about to make a horrible mistake. She closed her eyes for a moment and began "coaching" Sara as she started to dance.

"Have you ever done a two-girl dance at the club?" Vicki asked.

"A few," Sara answered.

"OK," answered Vicki, "this is kind of like that. The difference is that here the guy is paying a lot more for the show, so everything needs to be just a little hotter and nastier. And all those rules at the club, they don't apply here."

"Like the rules about touching the customer and letting them touch you?" Sara asked.

"Yes," answered Vicki, "you have to set your own comfort limit with each guy in terms of how far you'll go and how far you'll let them go."

Both danced as they chatted but neither started to strip yet. "So that's the same for the rule about touching the other dancer?" Sara asked.

Vicki answered yes and explained that whenever a guy paid for a two-girl show he would expect at least a little girl on girl contact. "It doesn't have to be a lot," Vicki answered, "but a little contact at the right times can drive a guy out of his mind."

"Show me," Sara said as she swayed closer to Vicki. As she reached her mother she spun around and moved back until her back pressed against Vicki's front. They turned to face their imaginary customer and swayed their hips from side to side teasingly and easily fell into a matching rhythm.

Vicki felt Sara's tight little ass pressed against her crotch and her own tits rubbing from side to side across Sara's back as they swayed. She took another deep breath for courage and slipped her hands onto Sara's hips.

Vicki's hands had been on Sara's hips like this hundreds, maybe even thousands of times before in many different situations. Nothing about this particular touch was overtly sexual, but still Vicki felt an electric, sexual thrill starting at the point where her hand rested on Sara's swaying hips.

Vicki slowly slipped her hands up Sara's sides as she whispered to Sara to be sure to make plenty of eye contact with the customer. When her hands had moved off Sara's hips Vicki wrapped her arms around Sara and let her hands slide across Sara's bare stomach. Vicki marveled at Sara's toned and smooth stomach. As Vicki moved her hands back to Sara's sides and moved them upward again Sara let out an almost imperceptible moan. Sara reached her hands up and behind her until her arms were in the air behind Vicki's head.

"That's great," Vicki said. She knew this was a great, sexy pose for the customer and would show off Sara's hot tits through her tight shirt. Vicki slipped her hands up Sara's sides and just past her tits before she again wrapped them around Sara and let her fingers run all over Sara's upper chest and shoulders.

She playfully toyed with the collar of Sara's shirt and a couple of times when so far as to dip her fingertips inside Sara's shirt as if she was going to caress her daughter's tits. However, each time she stopped and instead let her hands roam all over Sara's shoulders and the bare triangle of skin exposed by the collar of her shirt.

"See," Vicki said, "you can do things like that and drive a guy wild without ever really touching each other." Vicki knew she had most definitely been touching Sara in a teasing, sexual way, but she meant that she didn't have to touch Sara's tits.

Vicki stepped back as Sara spun around to face her. They danced closely while facing each other before Vicki moved even closer. Her hands dropped down and she occasionally ran her fingers along the side of Sara's bare thighs. As her fingers moved up she lifted Sara's skirt giving their imaginary customer brief, peek-a-boo glimpses under Sara's skirt.

They moved yet closer until they were dancing with their bodies pressed together. Vicki knew this was potentially an awkward pose, but with Sara they easily fell into a slow, matching rhythm. Vicki felt her tits brushing against Sara's and their legs almost constantly rubbed together.

"Should we look at each other?" Sara asked.

"Yes, sometimes," Vicki answered. "The guys like it when the women pretend to be really into each other. Anything like that, direct eye contact, pretending to lean in for a kiss with each other before pulling back, all of those things are great tricks."

When she finished speaking Sara looked up and made direct eye contact with Vicki. Vicki was already horny and confused and worried about what was happening. She didn't know what her own face looked like, but there was no mistaking the glint of desire in Sara's eye. It was such a lusty, deep look that it sent a chill down Vicki's spine.

"Let me try," Sara said as moved back. Vicki turned around to face their imaginary customer and felt Sara slide up tightly behind her until their bodies were pressed closely together.

When Sara put her hands on Vicki's hips as Vicki had done with her Vicki ran her own hands up her stomach and briefly over her tits. She hadn't realized it until that moment, but her nipples were standing out as rock hard points. As Sara slipped her hands up her sides Vicki reached down and placed her hands on Sara's forearms. She didn't guide Sara but merely let her hands rest there softly to make the customer wonder if Sara was guiding Vicki or the other way around.

Sara perfectly repeated Vicki's style of letting her hands roam across Vicki's stomach. Vicki was so exhilarated by this touch that she wondered if Sara could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

Sara followed Vicki's movements almost exactly and moved her hands back to Vicki's sides before moving them up and down Vicki's sides. "Mom," Sara asked in what sounded like an excited whisper. "Do you ever get turned on by the other dancers?"

"Yes," Vicki moaned excitedly.

"Do you ever want to touch them, explore them?" Sara asked.

"Yes," Vicki moaned again.

Sara let her hands slide up Vicki's sides until they were above her tits and then moved them across Vicki's chest slowly. Her hands lingered on the bare skin exposed by the open collar of Vicki's shirt and roamed all over her shoulders and upper chest.

"Have you ever been with a woman?" Sara asked.

Vicki knew exactly what Sara meant and didn't hesitate before answering, "Yes."

"Did you like it?" Sara asked.

"Very much," Vicki answered, her mind now spinning to understand where Sara was going with this. It was hard to think straight, however, through her wild, forbidden lust.

The next thing Vicki knew Sara's hands moved slowly down her chest and cupped her mom's excited tits. The feeling of Sara's palms rubbing over her rock hard nipples through the silk fabric was enough to make Vicki moan from deep in her throat.

At first Vicki thought Sara was still experimenting with ways to touch her while they danced, but she quickly realized that something about Sara's touch had changed. It was now more urgent, more needy. Sara fondled and softly massaged Vicki's tits.

"The other women at work make me so horny," Sara whispered seductively. "I get so wet watching them. But I've never been with a woman before."

"I want it so badly," Sara continued, "I want to be taken by a woman, to explore a woman completely." She paused as her fingers concentrated on teasing Vicki's hard nipples. Around and around she circled them before softly pinching and pulling them.

Vicki moaned again almost involuntarily from deep in her throat. It was like Sara knew exactly how to touch her to drive her wild. Her touch was so perfect and so instinctual that Vicki already felt her pussy getting wet. Had it been this good with the other women she'd been with? It was so long ago she couldn't remember.

As Sara continued teasing her mom's nipples she whispered softly, "I want you."

Those frank words struck a cord with Vicki. Despite letting her daughter fondle her tits and play with her nipples somehow hearing her daughter say she wanted to fuck was enough to make Vicki act on the last remaining strand of restraint she had left.

Vicki pulled away from Sara and spun around. She looked into her daughter's excited, wanting eyes and took hold of her hands. "We can't, we shouldn't," Vicki stammered as she looked for the strength to resist.

"Why?" Sara replied quickly. "Mom, when you first demonstrated how you danced for me here I got so hot and wet I went to my room and made myself cum twice. I had never seen anything or anyone so graceful, sexy, and perfect. I thought it was just a silly phase and I tried to tell myself to get over it." She paused briefly before continuing. "But then I saw you at the club with that guy. I know it was his money but I saw the look in your eyes. I saw that you wanted me, even if just for that moment. I've never been so hot and excited dancing as I was that night. After you left I had to go home early and play with myself again. Can you deny you didn't think about me later that night?" she asked urgently.

"No, I can't," Vicki replied honestly.

"Then why is it wrong?" Sara asked. "We both want it. We're both adults. Please mom, I don't think I've ever wanted anyone as much as I want you right now."

Sara's words were direct and filled with an urgent need. Vicki felt her last bit of control disappearing and as Sara spoke her final word Vicki moved forward and embraced her daughter. For the first time Vicki and Sara kissed as horny lovers. Vicki knew deep in her heart that no kiss had or would ever again feel so exciting and so wrong at the same time.

At first their lips tenderly danced as if they were still trying to get used to the idea of what was happening. Sara was the first to part her lips but Vicki immediately followed and soon their tongues danced wildly.

Vicki's heart pounded in her chest as she swayed softly from side to side rubbing her tits against Sara's. Vicki was completely swept up in the kiss and could have let it continue all night, but eventually Sara parted their kiss and softly whispered, "Dance with me."

Standing very close and letting their bodies rub together as much as possible they started what would be the ultimate striptease for both of them. However, this time as they danced they stripped each other's clothes instead of their own.

Sara first released her mom's hair from its bun sending it cascading down on her shoulders. Vicki returned the favor by pulling Sara's hair out of the pigtails. Part of Vicki loved the nasty little girl look that Sara achieved with the pig tails, but tonight she wanted Sara completely just as she was with no costumes and no games.

As soon as Vicki removed Sara's pigtails she ran her hands down the sides of Sara's face and onto her shoulders. With an easy grace and agility Vicki slowly opened her daughter's shirt. Soon only the knot held the shirt closed and Vicki could practically see all of Sara's tits as the rocked and swayed with her dancing.

Vicki swung around behind her daughter in the same position they had been in before. Now, however Vicki's hands moved immediately to the knot and she untied it. Sara moaned wildly as Vicki pulled her top open and stepped back so she could slide it off Sara's shoulders and toss it aside.

Vicki leaned down and softly kissed and licked Sara's shoulders and neck as Sara groaned excitedly. Vicki loved this slow tease but her lust was so great she didn't know how much longer she could continue.

She didn't have to worry, however, as Sara suddenly spun around and looked at Vicki with a wild lust in her eye. Sara reached for Vicki's top and first untucked it before trying to frantically unbutton it. "Shhh, slow down," Vicki counseled as Sara fumbled with the buttons.

Then Vicki had a nasty idea. "Sit down," she told Sara as she guided her topless daughter down onto the couch where their imaginary customer had been sitting. Just then the CD began playing a perfect dance song with a great beat.

Sara groaned as Vicki began dancing for her. In all of her years of stripping this was certainly the hottest, nastiest striptease Vicki had ever performed. She teased her tits and nipples through her top repeatedly before finally opening her shirt very slowly, one deliberate button at a time. When all the buttons were open she didn't remove her top but instead moved to her skirt and slowly wriggled out of it with her back turned to Sara.

By now Sara had one hand between her own thighs and one hand teased her own rock hard nipples. Vicki teased and danced for as long as she could stand before she finally let her top drop to the floor exposing herself completely to Sara's gaze.

Vicki was now fully engaged, incest or no, and there was nothing that was going to stop her from fully exploring and pleasuring her lover. She crawled onto her daughter's lap and brushed her tits back and forth teasingly across Sara's face.

Vicki leaned down close to Sara's ear and whispered, "I wanted you so bad that night after watching you dance. The whole time I fucked Bob I was thinking about fucking you." Sara gasped and moaned deeply.

Her moan became a near scream of delight when Vicki's head dropped lower and softly sucked one of Sara's perfectly hard, pointed nipples into her mouth. Sara threw her head back and moaned over and over as Vicki slowly and lavishly teased and sucked her tits and nipples. Vicki knew that no matter how good a male lover was there was something about having the softness and tenderness of another woman sucking your tits. Vicki's pussy ached with the realization that her daughter was now certainly discovering the same thing because of her.

Vicki slipped off Sara's lap and took Sara's hands before guiding her to her feet. Vicki knelt and removed Sara's shoes and socks. She then removed Sara's mini-skirt leaving her daughter naked. Vicki guided Sara back onto the couch as she knelt on the floor before her. Vicki marveled at the raw beauty and sexuality of Sara's body and let her hands roam over Sara's stomach and legs.

The sight of Sara's perfectly trimmed pussy drew Vicki's gaze and she knew what she wanted. She pushed Sara's thighs apart and Sara scooted to the edge of the couch so her ass was just at the edge. Even before Vicki touched her pussy Sara groaned wildly in anticipation.

When Vicki's tongue did finally touch Sara's pussy Sara squealed happily and Vicki eagerly lapped at Sara's thick, heavy juices. It had been a long time since Vicki had sucked a pussy, but this was so comfortable felt so right she settled right in.

Vicki explored Sara's dripping wet pussy and before long found her clit. Vicki could sense Sara's desperation to cum and so concentrated on perfectly teasing her clit until Sara was crying out and clearly on the brink of cumming. With one last suck at her clit Sara exploded into a wild orgasm unlike any Vicki had seen before. Sara's whole body shook and Vicki felt the wild spasms in her pussy as an orgasm of unbelievable strength shook Sara's body for what seemed like minutes.

When Sara finally finished cumming she was gasping for air. Vicki crawled onto the couch next to her and they spent many long minutes kissing and softly touching each other. Vicki's pussy was incredibly hot and excited from her own frenzied excitement and she couldn't wait any longer.

"I need to cum," she begged.

Sara immediately dropped to the floor in the same position Vicki had just been in. Her kisses and licks were tentative at first as she got used to the feeling of another woman's pussy, but before long Sara eagerly sucked and licked Vicki. Vicki gasped and moaned as her daughter sent her to new heights of desire. Even with Sara's inexperience it only took a few minutes to bring Vicki to her own wild, screaming orgasm.

As soon as Vicki finished she pulled Sara up to her and kissed her deeply. She was eager to taste herself in her daughter's mouth. After many more minutes of kissing and fondling they got up and moved to Vicki's bedroom.

Once there they took turns sucking and teasing each other's tits. Vicki lingered for many long minutes over Sara's amazingly sexy nipples and loved making them grow hard and tight inside her mouth. Sara took equal joy in exploring Vicki's tits and repeatedly teased Vicki's nipples to tight points.

This time they moved into a lazy 69 position with mother on top of daughter. Their hands explored each other as their mouths kissed and licked each other's sensitive pussies. Sara was again the first to cum as Vicki tongue fucked her daughter. The way Sara's pussy spasmed and clutched at Vicki's tongue was very exciting and Vicki pushed her tongue farther and farther inside Sara.

Once Sara found Vicki's clit she slowly teased it until Vicki was gasping and trying desperately to hold back her orgasm for a few more delicious seconds. When Vicki came she lifted her head and cried out as she rocked her pussy from side to side on Sara's face.

As soon as she finished cumming Vicki returned to Sara's pussy. She dragged her tongue over and around Sara's wet pussy and then surprised Sara when she pushed it even lower. As Vicki's tongue passed over her asshole Sara let out an excited, surprised moan that only further encouraged Vicki.

Time was now an absolute blur and Vicki had no idea how long she alternated back and forth between teasing and licking Sara's pussy and asshole. She did know that her jaw muscles ached and she couldn't keep this up much longer.

She shifted her position and reached into her oft-used drawer where she kept an array of sex toys. She pulled out a long dildo and ran it back and forth across her pussy collecting some of Sara's heavy juices.

When the dildo was ready Vicki shoved nearly all of it up Sara's pussy with one long stroke. Sara gasped and yelped as the 9" dildo filled her completely. Vicki expertly fucked her daughter with the long dildo as she licked at Sara's clit until her aching jaw made her take a break.

"Oh damn, oh yeah, oh fuck..." Sara moaned as Vicki fucked her and teased her clit. Vicki continued until she knew Sara was on the brink of cumming. Just before Sara was going to cum Vicki pulled out the long dildo and replaced it with her own tongue which she drove as deeply inside Sara as she could before wriggling it from side to side. Sara groaned and soon her pussy exploded once again in a wild orgasm all around Vicki's tongue.

When Sara was done cumming Vicki rolled off her. Vicki already felt exhausted from the intense build up to this moment and then Sara's wild orgasm. Sara, however was not finished and immediately picked up the long dildo. She pushed her mom's thighs apart and knelt between her knees. She eased the long dildo up Vicki's pussy and continued pushing until its entire length was inside.

Vicki moaned loudly in delight at the way her pussy was stretched and filled. Sara slowly and easily fucked Vicki with the dildo in no hurry to make her cum. For many long minutes this continued until Vicki lifted her head and looked down at Sara. Sara gazed right back and they held their deep eye contact as Sara fucked her.

This was the height of taboo eroticism for Vicki as she gazed intently into her daughter's eyes as her daughter dildo fucked her. Immediately she felt her lust reach a peak as she held this wonderfully incestuous eye contact with Sara.

Sara's eyes gleamed with lust as she worked the huge dildo back and forth. Vicki only broke the eye contact when her orgasm began. Vicki tossed her head back and let out a wild cry as a strong orgasm ripped through her body.

Sara softly slipped the dildo out as soon as Vicki was done cumming and both women immediately knew the other was done for a while. Sara crawled up next to Vicki and they exchanged a long, deep embrace with their tongues engaged in a slow, passionate dance.

Vicki relished the illicit thrill of holding her daughter's warm, sexy body like this after having just fucked the hell out of each other. Sara looked up at her mom with wide, happy eyes and whispered, "Thanks, mom."

Vicki kissed her deeply and replied, "No, baby, thank you. You have no idea how much I wanted that."

With that they settled into each other's arms and softly kissed and fondled each other until sleep finally overtook them both.​