The dishes could wait, but Nora couldn’t. She was too aroused.
It had been so thrilling to flirt with Karen, incredibly stimulating to caress another woman again, feeling her soft, warm skin, gazing into her eyes while sending unspoken messages of desire and seduction. Nora hadn’t realized how much she’d missed this, the touching and the teasing. It had been far too long. The idea alone made her pussy wet, and doing it for real was unbelievably exciting.
Of course, she knew such behavior was out of character for her, at least in recent years. Nora had seen her daughter’s almost comical reaction — Lia staring in astonishment, her mouth hanging open. That was impossible to miss. Jessica seemed to enjoy the show as well, smiling and giggling as their two moms flirted with one another.
But beyond Lia’s look of surprise, Nora thought she’d observed another response. She saw her daughter squirming in her chair, licking her lips, cheeks flushing. It appeared she might be getting turned on. Could that really be? A twelve-year-old girl becoming sexually excited while watching her mother try to seduce another woman? Nora hoped that was true — it was such a naughty thing to think about, and so hot!
And there was something else Nora had observed. During the evening while she and Karen were exchanging gentle caresses as they chatted, she noticed Karen turning from time to time to gaze at their daughters. Nora was almost sure she’d detected a certain look on the woman’s face then, a look she herself knew very well — the lustful leer of a woman who is drawn to young girls.
Could that really be? Did Karen actually share that forbidden desire with her, or was Nora only imagining it? It seemed too much to hope for, yet she couldn’t deny what she had seen. She’d watched Karen studying the girls, her eyes going from their pretty mouths down to their chests… lingering especially on Jessica’s little buds poking through her tight t-shirt, under which she plainly wore no bra.
Speaking of no bra, Nora was extremely pleased with what she’d chosen to wear, and what not to wear. On Tuesday afternoon that week, she’d left the office early (something she virtually never did) so she could do some shopping. After much deliberation, she’d settled on a lovely emerald green silk dress, bias cut, that came to just above her knees and that could be worn either with a bra or without.
She’d tried it both ways while getting dressed for dinner, and finally decided to take the plunge, leaving her bra off. A glance in the full-length mirror on her closet door showed a woman in the mood for sex, intent on seduction. This was precisely the impression Nora wanted to convey.
It worked. Not only did Lia’s eyes about pop out of her head when she saw what her mom was wearing, the daring outfit drew Karen’s attention too, and her appreciation. The beautiful brunette made no attempt to disguise her reaction, literally licking her lips as she admired Nora’s firm round breasts, their shape fully evident through the thin fabric. Cute little Jessica was the same way, openly staring at her erect nipples. Like mother, like daughter.
This again was something Nora had not done for a very long time, dressing to arouse others. It excited her to do it, and the looks of approval she got that night from the woman and the two girls kept her nipples hard and her pussy moist.
So, when you put this all together — her exhibitionist apparel, flirting with Karen, seeing Lia evidently becoming turned on by that, watching Karen ogle their young daughters — by the end of the evening Nora was nearly out of control. As she stood at the front door saying goodbye to Karen, she was already on the edge, trembling with lust, ready to explode. And when she saw the way the woman kissed her daughter goodnight, right on the lips and how long the kiss lasted, that almost made Nora come on the spot.
Somehow she managed to contain herself, barely, telling the kids she would put off cleaning up the kitchen until tomorrow and that they could go ahead and do whatever they wanted.
What Nora wanted, what she badly needed, was to come.
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I was super glad when my mom said we didn’t have to help with the dishes. After quickly saying thanks to her, I grabbed Jessica’s hand and we ran to my bedroom. I needed to come so bad!
Closing the door behind us, I immediately turned to my friend. “You wanna masturbate again?”
Jess giggled, nodding fast. She seemed really excited. Her cheeks were all red, her face shiny, and she was smiling insanely. I guess I probably looked the same way.
She cocked her head toward the computer, her eyes big. “More porn?”
“Um… no, I don’t think so. I mean, I’m afraid my mom might come in and catch us, you know?”
“Would she get mad?”
That made me stop and think. Considering how my mother was acting that night, it was hard to predict. Almost anything could happen.
I put my hand to my chin. “Well, I don’t know.”
Jess squeezed my other hand, which she was still holding, and waggled her eyebrows. “I think your mom wants my mom.”
“I know, I think you’re right,” I laughed. “God, it’s really amazing.”
“So, come on, let’s watch porn.”
“No, I — I just don’t want to take the chance. But, um, I have another idea, a better idea, I think.”
She shrugged. “Okay.”
“Let’s get in bed and then put on a movie, a regular movie. We can pretend we’re watching it in case my mom comes in, but we can play with ourselves under the covers.”
“Ooh, nice idea!”
And that’s what we did.
After pulling a nightgown from her backpack, Jessica quickly took off all her clothes and slipped it on. The nightie was short and pink with My Little Pony cartoon characters on the front. It made her look more than ever like a little girl, only seven or eight years old.
Although usually I just slept in panties and a t-shirt, because Jess was wearing a nightie, I did too. Mine was an old sleeveless blue one of Lilo & Stitch. It was really small on me, and like her, I wore no panties under it. Then we brushed our teeth and got in bed.
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Arriving home and parking her Audi A8 in the garage, Karen went inside the house. Freja greeted her, inquiring if she needed anything.
“Mm, well… is Sophie upstairs?” asked Karen.
“Yes, I think she is.”
“All right. Uh, please go up and tell her that I want her to go to Jessica’s room, put on one of her little nighties, and then get in bed, okay?”
“In Jessica’s bed?”
“That’s right.”
Freja smiled, and said with a wink, “I’ll tell her,” then turned and headed up the stairs.
Karen followed the tall blonde with her eyes, admiring those incredible long legs under the short skirt. Such a sexy woman. But tonight she had other ideas.
As she walked down the hall toward the family room, Karen kicked off her shoes, then stripped off her blouse, her skirt, and her panties, leaving them on the floor. Naked, she switched on the big-screen TV and stood in front of it. A movie came on, one from Sweetheart Video, a scene showing two beautiful women in scorching hot tribbing action.
Giving Sophie time to get ready, Karen watched for a few minutes, licking her lips and rubbing her pussy, then turned off the movie and went upstairs to her daughter’s room.
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The movie we put on was The Princess Diaries. It was Jessica’s choice to watch that one. We’d both seen it before, but never together. And she had some very interesting thoughts about it.
“You know what I like to think?” my friend asked, when the Julie Andrews character appeared.
“What?”
“Um, I like to think that the girl and the grandmother — you know, later when she’s in her bedroom, helping her get dressed and stuff — that they start kissing and then have sex. Only of course they don’t show that part in the movie.”
“Wow, really?”
“Yeah. Don’t you think that’s hot?”
“Um, I guess. I never thought of it that way before.”
“I love stuff like that,” said Jess, “thinking of, um, moms and daughters… or like, you know, sisters together, it gets me so excited.”
Obviously she was excited right now. I could see her hand moving under the covers, pretty fast. I was masturbating too, of course, like we’d planned, but just sort of tickling my clit.
“Do you like that?” she asked, turning to me.
“Do I like what?”
“You know, moms and daughters, or maybe sisters having sex? Does that get you hot?”
I shrugged. “Maybe. I mean, like I said, I never thought about it that much.”
But then I remembered what had happened during my sleepover at Jessica’s house — when for some reason I suddenly got this image in my head of me and my mother hugging each each other, kissing, using our tongues and everything — and I remembered how much that had turned me on. It was a totally strange experience, but definitely hot.
So I said, “Yeah, actually, I guess I do like that idea, moms and daughters. It really is sexy.”
“I know,” said Jess, “it is.”
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Karen stepped into her daughter’s bedroom, Jessica’s room. A lamp by the bed was on, turned down low, dimly lighting the room. Karen moved a little closer. In the bed, a girl slept, a young brunette, or at least she pretended to sleep.
With one hand on her breast, squeezing the nipple, the other working between her legs, Karen stood for a moment, looking down at the girl. Then she pulled back the covers and climbed into bed, nude.
Her fingers slippery with her juices, Karen touched the girl’s cheek. “Jess, honey? Wake up, I need you…”
Sophie’s eyes blinked open. She smiled. “Mommy?”
Karen took the girl in her arms. They kissed deeply.
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In her bed, Nora masturbated. She’d already come one time. That had happened almost instantly, with just a few strokes of her clit. Now she was taking it a bit slower, lying on her back in the dark and massaging her pussy, playing with her breasts, while thinking about Karen.
Was it really possible that they shared the same sort of secrets? Had the same hidden desires? Nora deeply hoped it was true. For one thing, she liked Karen very much. The woman was warm and friendly, bright and amusing, not to mention stunningly attractive. Nora felt pulled toward her, and she had the impression Karen felt the same way. Maybe they really could have something together.
Of course, to make a relationship work, a genuinely close, loving relationship, they would have to be completely open with each other, holding nothing back. That meant… everything… the kind of taboo erotica Nora loved so much, all those illicit photos of underage girls, and her dark, delicious fantasies of lesbian incest.
To share all this with someone would be a dream come true. Especially if it was with a woman as beautiful and as sexy as Karen. The thought sent a tremor through her.
She pushed two fingers inside her vagina. They slid in easily. She was extremely lubricated. Nora fucked herself as she imagined telling Karen every bit of it and seeing the woman respond eagerly. She saw the two of them becoming deeply, intimately involved, sharing love and sharing even more — uniting in their unbridled lust for little girls. Nora came hard, feeling hot juices squirt into her palm.
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“Have you ever seen ‘The Sound of Music’?” Jessica asked.
“Sure,” I nodded, “lots of times. It’s good.”
“Yeah, I love it. Especially because, in it, she — um, that, Julie Andrews, I mean — you can tell how much she really wants to have sex with the girls she’s taking care of. When I’m watching, that’s what I always pretend. I pretend they do it. And in this movie too, that’s what I pretend.”
I looked at my friend. Her hand was moving a lot faster under the covers now. I could hear the squishy sound of her fingers rubbing her pussy. Her face was shiny with sweat and she was breathing hard, kind of huffing and puffing.
Then I looked back at the TV screen, and pictured those two pretty actresses naked in bed, making love. “You’re right, that is awful hot, a teenage girl with her grandmother.”
“I know, it is,” said Jess. “And um, and with the mom too, all three of ‘em together.”
“Yeah, it’s—” I began, but I was interrupted.
“UNHHH!” Jessica reached climax.
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After she’d calmed down a bit, getting her breathing under control, Nora brought her hand up to her face, sniffing it, inhaling the heady scent of her pussy. That second one had been a nice orgasm, very nice indeed, but she wasn’t done yet. She still needed more.
The woman traced her fingers over her lips, licking them, tasting herself. She wanted to come again, probably several more times.
But before that… Nora pushed the covers back and sat up in bed. First, she should go in and say goodnight to the girls. Then she would have the whole rest of the evening to fully indulge herself.
Continue on to Chapter 8