A Mother's Love in 1949 Ch. 05

Edna's hand was on the older woman's pussy fingering her, starting her juices flowing.

Cynthia's legs parted. Edna slid from the couch to her knees. She gazed for a moment at Cynthia's pussy.

"You are so beautiful," she murmured. "I knew you would be."

Edna tasted Cynthia's juices that had gathered like beads of dew on the lips of her pussy. She slid her tongue between the swollen labia and tasted the inner lips. She licked from bottom to top and pressed her tongue against the hard nubbin of the clit.

She took Cynthia's clit between her teeth. She bit lightly and was rewarded by a delighted gasp from the older woman. Edna licked and sucked at the clit and Cynthia responded with intense orgasms. Orgasms that started in the far reaches of her body and mind and ripped through her in waves of incredible rapture.

Cynthia's juices flowed as Edna desired; she sucked them up and tasted them. They were good. She had not been wrong about this woman. Her hand went to her own pussy. As she sucked at Cynthia's cunt she pushed her hand down the front of her panties. She pushed a couple of fingers into herself; far up into her vagina until she found her spot. She came quickly when she rubbed it and her juices gushed from her in delighted response.

She pulled her hand out and lifted her head from Cynthia's pussy to taste herself. She sucked her cum from her fingers. She nodded and looked up at a satiated Cynthia.

"It's good," she said. "It's very good.

"The circle is closing," Edna said, almost to herself. She had never mentioned the circle to anyone else. There were still a couple of gaps. She had identified an unknown one. It involved Cynthia. It was smaller now. Cynthia was the last. The last of her son's lovers. She knew them all now. Knew them intimately.

Edna knelt with her head on Cynthia's thigh. Cynthia needed to recover from the waves of orgasmic bliss that had engulfed her; she stirred after a bit.

"I want to make love to you, Edna." She said. Her voice weak.

"Soon," Edna told her. "Rest first."

Cynthia closed her eyes. Edna lay on the couch next to her. She laid her head in in the other woman's lap. She inhaled the scents of sex from Cynthia and smiled.

Cynthia opened her eyes after a short nap. She saw Edna looking up at her from her lap.

"Uum, Edna," she said. "That was wonderful."

"Yes it was," Edna agreed. "I think we'll have many more enjoyable times together."

Cynthia felt that she was not in control of the situation. Not the way she usually would be. It wasn't as if Edna had taken the lead in their relationship. It was more like Edna had put things on an equal footing.

Cynthia wasn't sure how this had happened, but she didn't feel like she minded. She wondered if Edna would tell her more about what she meant by tasting another person. She would ask.

"Of course I'll try to explain, Cynthia." Edna answered her request. "But I don't have any idea why these things happen. I can only tell you what has occurred."

Edna told how her talent became known to her. How as it developed she had a compulsion to lick the residue of a woman's juices from Rick's body. She described the insights she had from her tasting.

She told Cynthia how the talent had developed to the point that she could sometimes sense how a person would taste from her scents; if that person had a connection to Rick.

"Sometimes it seems mystical," Edna said. "But I think it's just a talent. I do know it's connected to Rick. Although," she added thoughtfully. "I think it was there when I was married too. I sometimes felt things when I ate my husband's seed. I would know he loved me."

"It may be more mystical than you think, Edna," Cynthia put in. "What made me leave my panties off today? I wouldn't have normally. And there's more." Cynthia told Edna how she had acted out of character with Rick.

Edna shrugged. She thought that it was not the time to tell Cynthia she was being led by forces Edna did not understand. "We may know some day."

"I need to make love with you," Cynthia whispered.

"We need to make love with each other," Edna responded.

They went to Cynthia's bedroom. Both women undressed and were soon on the bed wrapped in each other's arms.

Cynthia went down on Edna. She was the more experienced of the two. She had made love with skilled women in the past. She had learned from them. She wanted to teach Edna what they had taught her. She wanted to continue this relationship with Rick's mother. She felt that is was important somehow.

She made love to Edna now. She rubbed her face in her wild full bush. Cynthia liked the rough, raspy feel on the smooth skin of her face. She licked the beads of juice from the lips of Edna's sweet pussy. She felt a shiver of joy when she pushed her tongue between the lips and Edna gasped with delight.

Cynthia brought Edna to mind shattering orgasms. She sucked at her clit and drank the nectar flowing from her cunt. She pushed her fingers far into Edna's cunt and found her spot. Edna's juices flowed strongly as she screamed with orgasmic joy. Cynthia drank the juices; she lapped them up and avidly swallowed them. She wanted to taste, as Edna did. To learn about another through the juices of their sex. But she felt nothing but the joy of good sex.

They rested in each other's arms. They dozed and woke for warm kisses. Cynthia asked her more about the tastes. Edna couldn't tell her any more. She herself didn't understand it.

"Sometimes I know things," Edna told her.

"What do you know now?" Cynthia asked

"I know we're going to make more love," Edna laughed and dove onto Cynthia's pussy. She threw her body atop Cynthia's with her snatch at the older woman's face.

Cynthia laughed too. She buried her face in Edna's wet pussy while Edna was licking at hers. They ate each other. They played in each other's ass this time and both enjoyed it.

Edna licked her juices from Cynthia's face. She tasted them and they kissed hotly with tongues probing. She sucked her nectar from Cynthia's tongue and let it flow together with the liquors of Cynthia's pussy.

The melded taste was pleasant. There was a sense of future pleasure. Lucy was there, and Carol; nebulous, with her and Cynthia.

There was something else too. An unknown, in the future. Something she didn't know, yet. Something she would know when she should. It involved Cynthia, and Rick, and the others too. It was not something malevolent; but she could not tell more.

Cynthia watched her face. She saw the thoughtful expression. When she saw Edna's expression relax she asked.

"Did you have a taste?"

"Yes, a taste of more such pleasant times between us in the future. Something else from the future too, but I'm not to know it yet."

"Is that unusual?" Cynthia asked.

Edna shrugged. "It hasn't happened with such certainty before."

Cynthia thought of her own plan, that wasn't quite a plan yet. Perhaps it was time to think it through. There were the other women in Rick's life. She needed to know more about them.

"Will I meet the other women?" She asked.

"Yes," Edna told her. "Probably in the fall, when he goes to school."

They met twice more that week. Cynthia would leave the store early and she and Edna would spend a few hours together. Both times were at Edna's house.

They continued their trysts through the rest of the summer. Both wished they could spend more than a few hours together. They planned for the fall.

******

The harvest was over and Rick had survived. Everyone who could took a few days off. Rick spent the first day with Edna. The next day, Saturday he visited Lucy. They spent the afternoon and evening together.

The sex with Lucy was better than ever. Rick had fantasized about the women all through harvest. Even the smell of newly threshed wheat and straw reminded him of their aromas; his mother's, Lucy's, Carol's, Cynthia's. The scents of all their pussies. All different, all so alluring.

Despite the erotic thoughts during the long harvest days Rick would be so tired at quitting time he could do no more than shower, eat and climb into bed.

Cynthia, of course, waited for him Sunday. She covered his face with kisses and told him how much she had missed him.

Monday it was back to work, but he got home at a reasonable hour and his mother encouraged him to visit Carol. She too was overjoyed to see him. She almost cried with happiness when he ate her to several beautiful orgasms. She sucked him with relish and was overjoyed when his hot cum filled her mouth.

Rick settled into a routine the rest of the summer. He saw Lucy at least twice a week. They started going out more. To movies, or dinner. "Just like real dates," Lucy told him with a laugh.

She was in the middle of her period one Saturday when Rick visited. They drove up to the farm and Rick showed her the farmhouse. He told her how he hoped to fix it up and move back to it.

Lucy had never wanted him so much as when she watched him speak of his plans for the farm and house. She hoped she would be here with him.

They drove back stopping for dinner on the way. She noticed, not for the first time, the tan that Rick had developed on the farm. But she also saw the new muscles he was acquiring; how his chest was expanding.

She felt maleness emanating from him. A sense, not of power, but incipient strength. Not a big man, but becoming a strong one nonetheless. He's not a boy any longer, she realized. Not quite yet a man, but almost.

Back at her apartment she wanted to suck him, but he refused, at first. He explained that if he couldn't give her the pleasure she deserved he had no right to accept pleasure from her.

"Rick," she exclaimed. "You don't understand. Making you feel good is pure pleasure for me. I get thrills all through me when you cum."

He could understand that. It was how he felt when a woman came while he ate her pussy. It was almost as good as cumming himself.

She undressed him and took him to her bed. She sucked his cock until he filled her mouth with his cum. She savored it and tasted it and swallowed it happily.

When he left her later that night she told him. "When my period is over in a few days I want you inside me."

Rick kissed her hard and left for home.

Edna was interested in what had happened between them. She didn't get any tastes of Lucy except for a little sweat that had rubbed off on Rick's body, and traces of her saliva on his cock. She couldn't read anything from those traces, but she had a good feeling even so.

Rick ate her cunt that night. He was even better than usual, maybe to make up for not being able to eat Lucy.

******

Summer was over. Rick went off to college. The women would all miss him. He would miss the women. He was an unknown at the college. The women there didn't realize how good he was at eating pussy. One shouldn't think they didn't care. They might have cared a great deal; if only they had known. But no one told them, least of all Rick. He never asked any for a date, he was quite content with the women waiting for him at home.

Rick was far more mature than most young men his age. He studied and seldom went out on the town with his classmates. He would get home for holidays and vacations; that would have to do. His first trip home would be over Thanksgiving.

He corresponded with all the women. Edna and Lucy wrote him two or three times a week. He responded to every letter from them. Carol and Cynthia wrote less often. Every week to ten days. Rick responded to their letters too.

Rick had left on a Tuesday. His registration would start the following day. Classes would begin the first of the next week. Edna missed him before he had been gone more than a few hours. She called Carol.

Saturday Edna got together with Lucy. Sunday she and Cynthia spent the afternoon and evening together.

As she and Cynthia were resting, after a session of Sapphic lovemaking, Cynthia asked about the other women that Rick loved.

"Why don't we all get together?" Cynthia asked. "I really would like to meet them."

"I think you're right," Edna responded. "Let's make it for next weekend. Can you get away from the store for a Saturday?"

"Yes, that won't be a problem," Cynthia told her. "That would give us the whole weekend."

"I'll call Carol and Lucy," Edna said. It was the first time Cynthia had heard Carol's name. Edna explained that Carol was Lucy's mother and that all made love together.

"I think it's time, Edna said. "Time to include you."

"Thank you for responding to my whims, Edna."

"I'm not sure they're only your whims, Cynthia."