The Secret Society of the Pussycats Club, Chapter 20

  • Posted on January 13, 2016 at 2:30 pm

By Cheryl Taggert

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Becca was trying to sleep in, but her phone wouldn’t let her — or rather, Carolyn wouldn’t let her. Her best friend’s ring tone had gone off maybe fifteen seconds ago, and Becca decided to let it go to voice mail and return Carolyn’s call later.

But Carolyn hadn’t left a voice mail. Instead, she had called right back. Becca realized this may be important, so she reluctantly picked her phone up from her bedside table and answered.

“Hello?” came her sleepy greeting.

“Becca?” Carolyn said, her excitement obvious in her tone.

“Of course.” Becca was now more awake, wondering what the hell had happened.

“OMG, you’re not going to believe this.”

Becca waited for what “this” could be, but when Carolyn didn’t continue, she realized her friend was going for the dramatic “What is it?!” from her friend, so she complied.

“Okay, I give up. What is it?”

“My mom knows her sister did it with me when I was eight.”

Okay, this didn’t sound nearly as good as Carolyn’s voice had suggested. Becca began to wonder what the fuck was going on. Carolyn should sound devastated, even panicked.

“This doesn’t make sense,” Becca said, expressing her thoughts aloud.

“What doesn’t make sense?” Carolyn asked.

“You sound…happy. Like getting caught is the greatest thing in the world.”

“Well, it turns out it was.”

Becca sat up in bed, her brow furrowing with confusion.

“Carolyn, I don’t feel like playing guessing games. What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Well, my mom and my aunt messed around with each other when they were kids.”

Okay. This was news. Again, Becca waited for Carolyn to continue. She didn’t, of course.

“Go on.”

“Well, you see, my mom found Aunt Daphne’s earring in my bed, along with a strong smell of pussy and Aunt Daphne’s favorite perfume. She put two and two together and got four. Then she found one of Candace’s barrettes and that sort of sealed it. We were caught, including Candace.”

“Okay, out with it, Carolyn. How is this good news, exactly?”

“Aunt Daphne came over and they had sex.”

“How do you know that? Did your aunt tell you?”

“No. Candace and I watched.”

“What? You were spying?”

“No, silly. We were right there in the room.”

Becca felt a twinge in her pussy as her clit became stiff and her juices began to flow.

“You mean they did it right in front of you?”

“Yep. Then Candace and I joined in.”

Becca couldn’t believe it. She sat there, dumbfounded, while Carolyn giggled.

“Oh! My! God!” Becca said, feeling the heat increase behind the folds of her slit. She was suddenly glad she had the day off. She’d need some masturbation time. Lots of it.

“So, does that make your pussy hot?” Carolyn asked, still giggling.

“Searing!”

“You still think my mom’s a hottie?” Carolyn asked. Becca had told her friend she thought her mom was as hot as her aunt when they’d spent the day fucking.

“Even hotter now!” said Becca.

“So, what’re you doing Tuesday night?”

“I’ve got to work til 4:00 Tuesday, but I’m off that night.”

“Great. You want my mom to lick your pussy?”

“Are you kidding? Do you think she would?”

“Girl, she’d do it right now, but she’s at work and you’re not here.”

“You mean she knows about me? Us?”

“Yep. And she can’t wait. My dad’s gonna be out of town on business from Tuesday through Friday. We’re planning an orgy. So, what are you doing Wednesday and Thursday nights? Or Friday night?”

Becca pictured Carolyn’s mom between her legs, licking her, reaching up with one hand to pinch her nipples while using the other to tweak her butthole. That would be so wild!

“I’m supposed to work Thursday night, but I’ll switch with someone. Or call in sick.”

“Sounds great! Square it with your mom, okay? That is unless you want to invite her too.”

“Yuck!” Becca answered. “Sorry, but I really don’t want to do it with my mom.” While the idea of incest turned Becca on, she wasn’t interested in doing anything with her mom at all. She had a cousin in mind for that, but they only saw each other at Christmas and other family gatherings when her mom’s brother and his family came in from out-of-town. Becca was surprisingly close to her young cousin, who looked up to her like an older sister, but Becca had never thought of her that way, mostly because she was only eleven. However, Becca’s recent experiences had steered her mind in that direction, and in the last week or two, she had begun having fantasies about her.

Then Carolyn interrupted her thoughts about her cousin. “Okay, girl, but don’t rub yourself off too much today. Gotta save yourself for Tuesday…and Wednesday…and Thursday…and Friday!” Carolyn burst into gales of laughter. “God, this is gonna be incredible!”

Becca had a sudden idea.

“Carolyn? What if we made it a BIG orgy? You know, like with everyone who was at that last one at the teachers’ condo?”

“Becca, I wasn’t there. I don’t know any of them at all. How could I invite people I’ve never met?”

“Don’t worry. I could handle that.”

“Are you crazy?”

“Why not? Your house is huge, so there’s plenty of room, and you have a pool with a tall privacy fence, and a great room with couches and chairs, a big-screen TV — the works. It’s a perfect place for a party!”

“Wow,” Carolyn said, considering Becca’s idea while doubtful everyone could be there like that on such short notice. And she’d have to talk her mom into it as well. But Becca’s enthusiasm for the idea was contagious. “I guess we could try,” she said hopefully.

“Those teachers said ‘anytime,’ and sex with so many people would be a blast, don’t you think?”

“Do you really believe they’d all come to someone’s house when they’d never met the people before? I mean, in case you haven’t heard, orgies with minors are illegal.”

“Leave it to me. I bet I can get at least most of them there.”

“Well, if you talk to them today, tell them it’s tentative, okay? If I can’t talk Mom into it, I don’t want a bunch of horny lesbians showing up at our house. When do you think we should have it?”

“How about Friday? Everyone will have the weekend to recover.”

“Okay, I’ll talk to Mom. It’s gonna take some convincing.”

“How about you wait til I’m there? We can both convince her. Do you think Candace would be on board for this?”

“Are you kidding? Candace would let a dog lick her if we had one.”

“Really?” Becca asked, surprised that the image turned her on even more than she was already.

“Yes, really, but get that out of your perverted little mind. It ain’t gonna happen.”

“What about your aunt? You think she’ll be okay with it?”

“She’ll be a lot easier to convince than Mom.”

“So maybe we can all four talk your mom into it. At any rate, I’m gonna start getting in touch with people to begin setting it up. I promise to explain that it could fall through.”

“Okay! See you Tuesday! Wanna come over around 5:00?”

“Sure,” Becca said. “See you then! Oh! Is it really okay if I stay through Friday night?”

“I think my mom is going to insist!” Carolyn said, and hung up her phone, laughing.

Becca lay back in her bed. She promised herself to keep the orgasms to a minimum. She was going to have to save something for the week to come.

She thought about what fantasy to have while jilling. The idea of having Carolyn’s mom, Donna, between her legs had gotten her hot earlier, but then she’d thought about her cousin, Lynn, short for Lynnette. They often exchanged emails since Lynn looked up to Becca, and she knew Lynn was in Florida on a vacation. Her last email had been an angry one about having to be with a nanny for at least one night of the vacation while her parents had “private time” without her and her little sister, Lori, around to spoil the fun.

Becca lay back and began to imagine a seduction of her pretty cousin while her fingers started a slow dance in her very wet pussy. Becca had two orgasms, one occurring when she’d imagined talking Lynn into allowing her to lick her and getting her first taste of the young girl, the other when she fantasized she talked Lynn into licking her to an orgasm that coincided with the real one she was giving herself.

After that, she got up, made her bed, and took a shower to start her day. She had some people to contact about Friday, and she wasn’t sure where to find them all, but she hoped the two she did know how to contact — the teachers who had hosted the orgy and Heather and Tina Daniels — could help her out with that.

**********

When Becca was answering her phone that morning, Monica Duncan was already up and dressed. Her mom had left for work that morning, kissing her daughter good-bye and waking her as she slept in the bed they now shared.

Monica had taken her shower, using the handheld shower massage attachment to have her first orgasm of the day, and was finishing her breakfast before attempting to call Susan Thomas, one of the girls she knew from school, but more importantly, one of the girls who had been at the orgy at their teachers’ condo.

Monica hoped to be able to invite herself over for some fun with the girl. She was discovering that she was addicted to orgasms, and while jilling to one in the shower was nice, she preferred a partner. Her mom had made love with her two nights ago, and now Monica was ready for more than just masturbation.

She decided if she couldn’t play with Susan, maybe Heather and Tina would be available. She planned to find out.

Her phone rang and she looked to see who the caller was. The display read  SUSAN THOMAS.

Like most young girls, Monica believed in fate, and this was definitely FATE, in all capital letters!

“Omigod! I was just going to call you!” she said when she answered.

“Cool!” Susan said. “I guess I was quicker!”

The girls had a laugh at that before Monica said, “So what’s up?” She hoped this was some sort of invitation to come over. The orgasm she’d had in the shower had only whetted her appetite.

“I just got this call, and it was kinda weird, but cool, you know?”

Actually, she didn’t know, but said she did anyway.

“You remember that girl from Subway?” Susan asked.

How could she forget? “Sure,” Monica said.

“Well, she got my number from Heather, and it seems she has this friend who’s, you know, into what we’re into.”

“You mean sex?” Monica asked, grinning.

“Yeah, but not only with girls her own age. All ages.”

“Yeah, I get it,” Monica said. Susan could practically hear the grin.

“Well, she asked me for your number, but I figured I would call you and ask if it was okay if I called her back and gave it to her.”

“Does she want to hook me and this friend up or something?” Monica was already liking the idea.

“No, it’s more than that. She wants to invite you to an orgy at this girl’s house.”

An orgy? Another one? “Of course! Give her my number! Call her back right now!” Monica was practically bouncing with excitement.

“Okay.” Now Monica could hear the grin in Susan’s voice.

“Sorry. I got kinda excited. I’ve never been invited to an orgy before.”

“That’s true!” Susan said, laughing. She recalled that Monica had invited herself to the orgy at her teachers’ condominium.

“So will you call her back? I’d love to come to another orgy.” She didn’t want to mention having her mom along too, yet. She figured she would cover that with the girl from Subway, Becca. She’d tell Susan about it if they could get together that day.

“Sure, I’ll do it right now,” said Susan.

“Oh wait!” Monica said. “I almost forgot to ask you what I was gonna call you about. Would you like to get together today?”

“Whatcha got in mind?” Susan’s asked, knowing full well what Monica had in mind.

“Umm… sex?”

Susan laughed out loud. “Sure! You wanna come over? I’m all alone today.”

“I’ll come over as soon as I finish talking to Miss Subway,” she said, giggling.

The girls disconnected and Monica held her phone, ready to answer it as soon as the call came through.

After an eternity of two minutes, her phone rang. She pressed the green button immediately.

“Susan here!”

“Hi, Susan. Um, this is Becca. You remember? From the…from Subway?”

Becca knew the girl would know it was her because the call had been set up by Susan, but she was unsure how to open the conversation. Susan had told her that Monica would know the reason for the call, but it would still feel weird to just blurt out, Hey, you wanna come to an orgy Friday night? After all, she had only met Monica once, even though it had been a very intimate meeting.

“Hi, Becca.”

“Well, I have this friend,” Becca began, “who is, well, you know, like us? Anyway, she and her sister and her mom and her aunt all, you know, hook up with each other, and, well, we’re hoping to have an orgy this Friday and invite as many girls and stuff as we can.”

“Sure! Can I bring my mom?”

This surprised Becca. Susan had done the same thing. She had no idea these girls were all doing it with their moms. She knew about Heather and Tina and their mom, of course, since all three had been at the orgy at the condo. However, she was surprised enough that Susan was now having sex with her own mom, and Monica was sounding as if it was as normal as drinking water.

“You and your mom…?” Becca left the rest of the question hanging, its meaning obvious.

“Well, only since after the orgy. It was just something that, you know, happened.”

“Yeah,” said Becca. “In fact, Susan asked me the same thing about her mom.”

Monica’s eyes widened at that news. She had no idea Susan’s mom was into incest with her daughter, and the thought of it caused her breath to catch in her throat for a second. They’d have to talk about this new thing they shared.

“I guess you can bring her, if she’s, well you know, into that kind of thing,” Becca said, bringing Monica back to the phone call and the invitation.

“Don’t know if she is or not, really, but I’ll ask. She knows about the orgy we had, and it kinda turned her on when I told her about it.”

Becca did some quick math in her head. She still had to ask the teachers, and if they accepted, that meant a total of fourteen women and girls would be at the orgy. The idea of it had Becca ready to come again, but she knew she would wait and save herself for the four nights that were coming.

“Are Ms. Taylor and Ms. Simmons coming too?” Monica asked, referring to the two teachers who had more or less started all this.

“I don’t know yet. I was going to go over there and ask them. I don’t have their number, and I have no other way to get ahold of them.”

“Good luck, then! Hope they can make it!”

“Oh, yes, I almost forgot,” Becca said. “You see, my friend still has to clear this with her mom. I’ll let you know if it’s canceled.”

“You mean we might not do it?” The disappointment was evident in Monica’s voice.

“Maybe, but there will be four of us working on her to have this little party. I think the chances are good it will happen.”

“Okay, I hope so. Well, see you Friday night, I hope,” said Monica, and ended the call.

Next, she called Susan back.

“Hey, girl!” Susan answered. “Coming over?”

“Yeah, but I thought I’d call first and ask you something.”

“What?” Susan asked.

“I was wondering if your mom could join us.”

A moment of silence ended when Susan asked, “You mean she told you? She didn’t have my permission to go blabbing it everywhere!”

“Well, she only blabbed it cuz my mom and me do it too. When I asked if I could bring my mom, she said you had asked the same thing.”

“Holy fuck! Really? You and your mom have sex? Why didn’t you say something at the orgy?” Susan asked.

“Because it didn’t happen until after.”

“You’re shitting me! My mom and me didn’t start until after too!”

“Fuck!” Monica said. “That is so cool! I wonder if this whole orgy thing hasn’t gotten something started with a lot of people?”

“I don’t know, but it got this orgy on Friday in the works.”

“Yeah, but Becca said it might not happen unless they could talk her friend’s mom into it. I hope it isn’t canceled. I’m really looking forward to it.”

Susan realized she was looking forward to more than that and said, “Yeah, like I’m looking forward to you getting your butt over here so I can lick it and suck your clit!”

“Be right over!” Monica said, and they hung up.

Monica went outside and climbed on her bicycle to pedal the short distance to Susan’s house. When she got there, she found a note on the front doorbell, which read: “Monica, come on in. It’s not locked.” Monica thought that was a dangerous note to have on the doorbell, but it wasn’t her house, so she didn’t worry that much.

Stepping in, she was completely thrilled by what she saw waiting for her.

Continue on to Chapter 21

 

No comments on The Secret Society of the Pussycats Club, Chapter 20

  1. Evan says:

    Mmmm the buildup! All those pussies in one place, mmmm my tongue and fingers would be so sore!!

  2. Stewart says:

    Great story, really enjoying it and hoping the orgy is going to happen.
    You have a mistake after ‘green button immediately’ you have Susan answering the phone call when it should be Monica.

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