A Mother Daughter Onsen Vacation/Chapter 2

Chapter 2: A Mother-Daughter Onsen Vacation, Part 2 (The Next Morning)

Summary:

   After a night full of firsts and new discoveries, Yukiko, Junko and their two daughters drifted off to a peaceful night of sleep. Now, as the first rays of daylight begin to shine into their room, the two mothers decide to give their daughters a special wake-up kiss.

Notes:

Themes: F/f, f/f, incest, oral, first, ws

The two mother-daughter pairs had lapsed into a restful, deep sleep after their night of exciting, eye-opening firsts. It was only the light of the early morning sun shining through the cracks in the curtains that finally caused the two mothers to stir next to their still-sleeping daughters. As the two women came back to the world of the living, it was a deep, satisfied yawn from Junko's futon that slowly focused Yukiko's mind as she returned to consciousness. With a deep breath of her own, followed by some gentle stretching, she rolled over to look pleasantly towards her life-long friend.

Junko smiled back at her. "Ohayou Yukiko-chan" She whispered.

"Ohayou Junko"

Resting on her elbow, Junko gazed lovingly down upon their two daughters who were still sleeping peacefully between them. Not only had the pair stayed up well beyond their normal school-week bedtimes, they had also experienced more excitement and stimulation in that last waking hour than they had at any other point during their young lives.

"They really did take it well, didn't they Yuki?"

While listening to her friend, Yukiko was looking down at her beautiful little Shiori, still wrapped in that cute, pink Yukata, chest gently rising and falling as she slept. Yukiko reached out her hand and cautiously brushed away a few stray strands of fine, black hair from the girl's forehead.

"They really did Junko. But then again, I doubt it was hard to convince them when they were feeling so good."

Junko joined her friend in near-silent laughter. "I can't argue with that. It took us a while to get things sorted out when we were younger. Shiori and Megumi better properly thank their mothers for saving them all the time and effort we put in to figure these things out! I'll be expecting much more cooperation with the laundry and dishes."

"As if that would ever happen!" Yukiko retorted with a mix of amusement and motherly frustration. "I don't even think last night will make up for how "mendoukusai" (annoying) I am when I ask Shiori to help around the house sometimes."

"Well that is the thing about little girls, isn't it? I doubt our mothers were very pleased with the two of us, and they didn't even know half of what we really got up to."

"We were definitely lucky about that! You were so loud sometimes when we fooled around at home!" Yukiko couldn't help but tease her friend as they reminisced.

"You’re one to talk! How many times did your mother ask "is everything OK?" when I was "lending you a hand with your homework"?" Junko had almost forgotten about the pair of sleepyheads between them as her voice grew louder and louder.

"Come now, Junko...I haven't got a clue what you're talking about." Yukiko's mischievous and somewhat embarrassed smile however suggested anything but.

It was only a long, cute sigh by the unconscious Megumi that drew Junko's attention back to her daughter. Momentarily growing quiet, Junko ran a finger along the girl's cheek, smiling lovingly while her distant expression seemed to be recalling last night's escapades.

"I still can't believe what we did, Yukiko! I don't regret it for a second but I never thought myself capable of something like that!" She mused.

"Well with your best friend by your side, you're capable of all kinds of things, aren't you Junko? Plus I think we planned things quite well. The girls never seemed uncomfortable."

"That was just step one of the plan though. We still have quite a bit in store for today. It’s probably best to just figure things out as we go along." Junko mused, already mentally running through some of the sexy, mischievous things she had in mind.

"That's for the best I think. Once they wake up we'll have a little talk with them to make sure they're OK after the big surprise and then we can get our second day of “relaxing” started." Yukiko replied as she glanced towards the clock, already reading 8am, a near unthinkable time for most Japanese people to sleep until. "My we slept late! I guess they weren't the only ones who were tired, ne Junko?"

In response to Yukiko's question, Junko’s mouth suddenly broke into a bright, eager smile which showed off her still youthful-looking beauty she had retained despite the passage of time. Yukiko could tell that Junko was about to assume her usual, bolder role once more, but what exactly was she scheming?

"You know Yukiko...while I agree that the girls need to wake up, shaking them awake will surely be a lost opportunity, don't you think?" Junko whispered conspiratorially to her friend.

Yukiko still wasn't sure where Junko was going, but she was sure that whatever it was would be yet another surprise to the young, slumbering pair.

"Come on Yukiko, I want to give the girls an unforgettable wake-up call. Doing what I'm best at, of course. I doubt you'd disagree!" The words had barely left her mouth as Junko silently began to shift about, sliding down the futon and reaching once more for the knotted belt of Megumi's yukata, much as she had the night before.

It was that last comment that finally helped Yukiko realize what her friend had in mind. The thought of it shocked and excited her all at once. Having already made up her mind to see things through the night before, she wasted no time in mirroring Junko's slow, silent actions. "Well I hope Shiori's ready for another surprise!" She thought to herself excitedly as she slowly undid the young girl's robe.

As Shiori slowly regained consciousness, she once again felt enveloped by the same pleasurable warmth she had felt last night. Until Mrs. Miyamoto and her mother had turned off the lights and taught Megumi and her about "massages", Shiori had never even known anything could feel so good. Honestly, she had been shocked when her mother had pulled down her panties and started touching her private place, but her mom had been gentle and it had felt soooooo good. Especially the end, where that good feeling had gotten bigger and bigger, feeling almost like she had to pee. In fact at the very end when her body started shaking and moving almost on its own, she thought she actually was peeing, but she quickly realized it was something else, and that something was simply amazing. It was a bit embarrassing for all that to happen next to Megumi but they had held hands and she had even heard Megumi making sounds like hers while Mrs. Miyamoto was touching her. Shiori guessed that it must have been because she was feeling the same feelings that she had.

Even now, as Shiori slowly slid back from dreams into consciousness, she recalled that warm, pleasant feeling in her private parts. How warm and slippery her mother's fingers had felt, how they had stroked and glided, sometimes touching her right there.

There was most definitely Shiori's new favorite place, and it was when her mother had been focusing on it that she had experienced that very special feeling. Right now as she recalled those memories, it was almost like she was re-living it all once more. A warm wetness between her legs, gently stroking up and down, up and down, making her want to curl her toes and spread her thighs, so that she could keep getting more and more of those good feelings. Eyes still closed, still thinking she was caught in the most pleasant of dreams, Shiori let out a low, gentle moan. As she basked in pleasures she thought she was merely dreaming of, she couldn't help but slowly, reflexively thrust her hips forward and upward a bit, her body instinctively seeking out more of that sensation. It was only when something warm and solid pressed back against Shiori's thrusting pelvis that she began to wake up much more quickly.

"Ah, Ah, Ah-" A series of high-pitched, panting gasps that sounded quite like Megumi suddenly broke the girl's pleasurable reverie and Shiori's eyes fluttered open. Before she could even register the entirety of her own predicament, her sleepy eyes regained focus to the sight of her classmate and friend twisting about half-naked beside her once more. But this time it wasn't Mrs. Miyamoto's hand "massaging" Megumi, instead it looked like Mrs. Miyamoto was licking her! A mass of silky, black hair seemed to envelop and cover Megumi's stomach and private places as her yukata-clad mother lay between her legs, titillating her with a skilled tongue. Shiori could even hear her licking and sucking Megumi as the girl moaned, sighed, and squirmed about under her mother's ministrations.

So surprised was Shiori that she barely registered the fact that the next loud moan was in fact her own. Once more she suddenly became keenly aware of the pleasurable feeling between her legs, somehow even warmer, wetter , and better than last night had been. Her eye's finally looked down across her own bare front, only to see her mother down there, kissing and sucking away just like Junko.

"Mom!" Shiori barely managed to grasp through all the drowsy surprise.

It was at this exclamation that her mother briefly stopped her suckling of the girl's vaginal lips and clitoris, looking up, smiling at her young daughter. Her lips and face were covered in a mix of saliva, Shiori's natural lubrication, and even a little bit of sweat from her own exertion in the warm hotel room.

"Ohayou Shiori-chan! Do you like it?" Yukiko asked as innocently and calmly as she could given the already unexpected circumstances.

Shiori continued to look at her mother silently, a little slack-jawed, mind completely dumbfounded by what was happening. Of course it felt good! B-but how could her own mother be licking her down there!? Wasn't it a "dirty place"? Scores of conflicting thoughts dashed through the young girl's head, further scrambling that bundle of complex emotions that had been born from last night's wild experience.

Yukiko continued to smile lovingly but passionately at her awestruck and yet still sleepy-eyed young daughter. Despite the obvious surprise, the young girl's reactions obviously indicated that she was enjoying things and Yukiko figured that she might as well get back to finishing her "wake-up call". She looked down once more upon her daughter's lightly-furred vagina, tiny pubic hairs matted and twisted all about, soaked in the older woman's saliva and Shiori's own secretions. Her daughter's sexy, slightly salty taste was intoxicating, lighter and less pungent than that of a full-grown woman's but addicting none the less. The girl's puffy lips here flushed a light shade of pink, tissues engorged from the excitement and stimulation Yukiko was lovingly providing.

Not waiting a second longer, she dove back into the task at hand, dipping her tongue once more into the sacred well of her daughter's vaginal cleft, tasting the girl's excitement, letting her tongue glide towards the top, towards that little sheathed button...reaching her destination was enough to stop Shiori's questioning cold, as the girl was once again overwhelmed by the pleasure she was feeling, her head tilting back as she let forth yet another moan.

And so Yukiko continued at a fervent pace, working alongside her best friend as they inducted their daughters into the pleasurable world of oral sex. A few moments passed and Shiori fell deeper into a trance-like pre-orgasmic state, panting steadily now. Yukiko continued to vary her pace, licking the girl's vagina, suckling her little love button, sometimes even playfully writing a kanji or two with her tongue just to change things up. Much like Junko, Shiori had responded quite loudly when Yukiko licked the complicated character for "love" deftly atop the girl's tiny clit. She even gave Shiori a break from time to time, gently stroking the girl's vagina with her fingers as she planted loving kisses on every sensitive centimeter of the girl's inner thighs and groin.

Beside her, Junko was just as busy, pridefully pleasuring her own daughter with the skills she had mastered through years of loving, passionate practice. Megumi had probably woken up a full minute before Shiori had, but she had also been immediately swept up in the pleasurable tidal wave from the start, her little legs lifting up, almost wrapping themselves around her mother's head as she continue to thrust her little sex into Junko's waiting tongue.

Shiori continued to melt under the skillful pleasuring her own mother was providing. Yukiko was doing all kinds of wonderful things to her down there, making her feel pleasure in ways she had never before imagined. Now, having once again been completely overwhelmed by new sensations just like she was last night, she was well along on her climb towards her orgasmic peak. Not only was her mother relentless, Shiori even found herself being affected by her best friend as Megumi writhed and moaned beside her. Seeing, or rather hearing her usually quiet friend Megumi expressing her own pleasure so loudly, so openly surprised little Shiori such that it served only to heighten her own excitement. Slowly in the pit of her stomach, deep in her most private places, she felt the pressure building once more: tingling, swelling, expanding like a balloon waiting to burst. She was mewling now, thighs lightly squeezing her mother's cheeks from time to time, that particular manifestation of her pleasure serving only to signal to her much more experienced mother that her precious daughter was almost there .

Of course, the perceptive Yukiko knew exactly how to give the girl what she wanted. Last night's festivities had already shown the older woman how much the 11-year old loved to have her love button teased, and now Yukiko settled in to focus on it once more. Wrapping her mouth around the top of the girl's vaginal cleft, she alternated between licking and sucking, licking and sucking, each stroke driving Shiori one step closer.

And so that feeling inside Shiori continued to expand, bigger and bigger, her voice just a series of squeals and moans, her arms flailing at her sides, hips and buttocks thrusting ever upwards, right into her mother's warm, inviting mouth. It all built up to the grandest of crescendos, reaching that ultimate peak, until that moment when the "balloon" finally burst.

Suddenly, Shiori's little body was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure. Her own breathing became a series of grunts and gasps as those rhythmic, pleasurable spasms reverberated outwards from her core to the tips of her fingers and toes. Yukiko, her head now held in place by the iron grip of her daughter's thighs in the throes of orgasm, couldn't help but feel and taste her daughter's pleasure. Right next to her lips and tongue her daughter's pelvic muscles twitched and contracted, letting her taste even more of Shiori's wetness as that clenching pleasure caused droplets of the girl's arousal to seep out of her pink, tender vagina.

Shiori rode the waves of pleasure as far as they would take her, until finally they settled into gentle, intermittent pulses, her legs relaxing, releasing her mother as she lay with her thighs splayed open, pink center soaked and shiny. Shiori's chest continued to heave, and the girl lay wide-eyed and dazed, detachedly gazing upon her friend who still moaned and panted beside her.

That was the BEST . Even though she was still shocked at what her mother had just done, she was overwhelmed by a sense of love and gratitude. Her mom had once again filled her up with that feeling, making it bigger and bigger until she “popped” , just like she had the night before. Now her mom's damp face smiled up at her once more. Her hands gently stroked the insides of Shiori’s open legs, admiring the wet sexiness of her pink, soft nether lips as the girl recovered from her post-orgasmic shock.

Eyes still locked on Megumi, Shiori slowly let her own right hand drift over her stomach and down her pubic mound, coming to rest ever so gently on her own vagina, still quite sensitive to the touch. As she watched Megumi approach her own peak, she began lazily playing with herself, running her hands across those sensitive folds, enjoying the residual sensations, oblivious to her mother who happily sat perched between her legs, eyes focused more on her daughter's beautiful, casual erotic play than the much more dramatic performance to her left.

Shiori let her body relax further, exploring her own body ever so slightly while still mesmerized by her friend's sexy convulsions. She had just gotten comfortable and caught her breath when yet another morning "wake-up call" came ringing. It seemed that her pleasure wasn't the only thing that had felt like bursting and now she'd regained her senses enough to realize that her bladder was on full red alert!

"Oshikko!" She shouted to no one in particular, surprising her mother as she leapt up suddenly, casting off her yukata as she dashed naked to the bathroom. Yukiko giggled as she recognized the reason for the girl's panic, and only a second later (also probably not a moment too soon) a sound not too unlike a running faucet could be distinctly heard from the still-open bathroom door. With one release came another as Megumi-chan also seemed to finally reach that ultimate plateau, tensing and thrusting about her mother's head. Hearing the cries that signaled the start of the little girl's climax, Yukiko didn't have as prime a view as she enjoyed a minute earlier, but she could nevertheless appreciate the beauty of what she was seeing. Megumi-chan's little toes held the sheets tightly as she struggled to find an anchor point, sliding up and down, her little body overcome by the waves of pleasure that flooded through her. Her butt rose several times in rapid succession, her hands balled into fists as she grunted out her climax.

As cute as it all was coming from the tiny, reserved 11-year old, it seemed like Megumi had even less time for self-reflection. Barely had she begun to descend from her peak when she let out a sudden gasp and desperately bounded up from her futon as naked as Shiori had been, sprinting towards the bathroom. Yukiko couldn't be sure of the cause until mere seconds later when she heard the young girl yell: "Shiori, get out of the way!"

"Megumi! I'm not done wip-" The sound of a desperate, naked scuffle ensued and followed once again by a loud stream that could be heard splashing with the force of a full, tiny bladder from the open door.

" Sugoi!" Junko began to giggle beside Yukiko, slowly turning to face her friend.

Yukiko turned to look at her friend when she noticed Junko's face, or rather, what was dripping off of it!

"I think Megumi doesn't realize what she just did because she might have already died from embarrassment! But it looks like she REALLY had to go."

Junko chucked and Yukiko joined in as she reached for a towel to hand her friend.

Coming close to her friend, Yukiko sensed the faintest smell of urine from Junko's face and hair as she began to wipe away the results of Megumi's unwitting "leak" as her body had given in to the overwhelming pleasure provided by Junko’s tongue.

"Well it really is your fault for doing something like this so early in the morning!" Yukiko said playfully. "We're lucky the girls were able to hold it at all. For that matter I have to go too!"

"Don't we all?" Junko let her friend win this argument as she was of course guilty as charged. "Well I suppose I now know everything about how my little girl tastes now!"

"You always were one to look on the bright side, but now it's finally time for our "talk", isn't it? Are you ready Junko?"

"I don't see why not! But thanks to Megumi's little "shower" I’d best take a real one too. So why don't we continue this in the bathroom?" Junko's mischievous smile made for a horrible poker face.

"A perfectly sensible, yet sexy idea." Yukiko smiled back as she rose along with her friend and lover, shedding her robe as they made their way to the bathroom.

"Girls? Are you finished? It's time for your morning bath!" Junko called.

To be continued…