Date: Thu, 28 Mar 2002 21:03:38 -0500
From: laura adams <laurabi19@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Started so Innocently, Chapter 3

Hope you enjoy Chapter 3 as much as I enjoyed writing it!


Anna, holding Mrs C. from behind, enjoyed Kelly's nakedness as well.  Kelly,
embarrassed by her nudity, looked down at the floor.  She couldn't remember
ever being naked in front of her Mother, yet here she stood in the kitchen
with two naked women.  She felt her body twitch at how exciting this moment
was for her.

Anna began to speak, "Mrs C., don't you think she's beautiful?  Kelly, why
don't you turn around and let us see all of you?" asked Anna.  Kelly, still
embarrassed, did a pirouette.  "Do it again, Kelly, only this time slower so
your Mom can get a good look," said Anna.  Stacey was beyond being
embarrassed as she stared at her daughter as she turned in a circle.  Just
as she had her back to them, Anna stopped her, saying, "Kelly, stay just
like that and let us enjoy you're sexy bottom.  Mrs C., don't you think
Kelly's bottom is great?"  Stacey felt Anna rubbing her large breasts across
her shoulder blades.  They felt sooo good, thought Stacey as she listened to
her question, it's effect not registering at the moment; she was enjoying
the back rub from Anna's breasts too much to hear her.

"Mrs C., what do you think?" asked Anna again.  Stacey snapped out of her
dreamlike state and said, "Anna, I'm not comfortable with this.  Kelly's my
daughter.  I shouldn't be looking at her this way."  Anna was surprised by
Mrs C's comment; she'd thought she'd broken down that barrier by having
Kelly feel her Mother's bottom.  "Mrs C, Kelly has taken a big step in
letting us see her body.  Do you want to hurt her feelings?  She misses your
love and wants to become part of our morning greeting.  Do you really want
to deny her that affection you've so willing shared with me?" coaxed Anna.

She'd done it again; backed her into a corner with no way out.  Stacey had
to make her daughter feel accepted, "Kelly, Anna's right; you look lovely
for a girl your age," said an embarrassed Stacey as she looked down at the
floor, she couldn't force herself to continue to stare at her own naked
daughter.  Anna, on the other hand, wasn't about to let up on Stacey.

"Kelly, come join us.  Let's give your Mom a warm `greeting' just like she
gives me each morning," said Anna smiling as Kelly stepped toward her
Mother.  With arms hanging limply at her sides, eyes staring at the floor,
Stacey saw her daughter's bare feet as she stopped in front of her.  Looking
up, she stood face to face with Kelly; a soft smile appeared across Kelly's
face as she closed the remaining gap between them.

Mrs C's body stiffen as her daughter's naked body touched hers; she knew
this was wrong, but in her excited state, having her daughter's naked body
pressed into her front side and Anna's voluptuous body snuggling her
backside, was too much for Stacey...it felt wonderful.

Kelly's senses were very acute; being naked, hugging her naked Mother, who
was being held by a naked Anna, through her senses in hyper speed.  Kelly,
at first, had a hard time figuring out how to hug her Mother, with Anna
right behind her.  Anna, recognizing the dilemma, took Kelly's arms and
wrapped them around her waist, pressing the three women even closer
together.

Stacey felt trapped between the two girls, but as much as she wanted to deny
the pleasure she felt from being sandwiched between two young, naked girls,
she couldn't.  Her breasts were being pressed tightly into her daughter's,
both of their nipples pressed tightly together.  Kelly's nipples felt so
hot, thought Stacey.  Whenever Kelly moved in the slightest, her nipples
seemed to caress Stacey's in the most erotic way.  It was as if Kelly was
doing it intentionally to drive her crazy.  Kelly's nipples felt so warm and
hard; Stacey hugged her daughter to her, trying to prevent her from moving;
the nipple friction was driving her crazy.

Anna watched Mother and daughter hold one another.  Sliding her hands under
Mrs C's arms, Anna cupped each of her heavy globes. As she lifted Mrs C's
breasts, the backs of each of her hands caressed Kelly's hard nipples.  When
she did this, she heard Kelly moan.  Not wanting to interrupt the kissing
nipples, Anna lowered her hands so that their nipples once again kissed;
again, she heard Kelly moan.    As she cupped Mrs. C's breasts again, she
began a slow lifting and lowering of her heavy breasts.  She heard both Mrs.
C. and Kelly moan together as she rubbed their nipples together; Mother and
daughter's nipples responding to the caressing of each other's nipples.  If
she could only see them from the side, what a sight it would have made,
thought Anna as she continued to move Mrs C's nipples across her daughter's.
  Within a couple of minutes, both Mother and daughter were breathing
heavily; each nearing a climax.


Both Mother and daughter were frozen in place as Anna drove both to a mild
orgasm; for Kelly, it was stronger as she'd never experienced a situation
like this in her life.

As each recovered from the moment, Stacey was the first to try and pull away
from Anna, causing Kelly to react and move away as well.  "Anna, I've got to
go to my room; this is too much for me to handle," said an upset Stacey as
she almost ran from the room, leaving both teenagers standing there looking
at one another in surprise.

Anna was the first to speak, "Wow, what got into Mrs. C.?"  Kelly, suddenly
realizing she was naked in front of Anna, grabbed her night shirt and pulled
it hurriedly over her head.  "I guess we upset Mom," said Kelly.  Anna
hadn't bothered to cover her nakedness; she was very comfortable being nude.
  "I think I'll go up and see if she's ok," said Kelly.

Knocking on her Mom's bedroom door, Kelly slowly opened it; her Mom was
sitting on the bed.  "Mom, are you ok?" asked Kelly.  Stacey looked up and
smiled at her daughter; she looked so young, and beautiful standing there.
"I'm ok honey, just a little confused, that's all," said Stacey.  Kelly
thought, then spoke, "Confused about what had just happened down in the
kitchen?"   Stacey shook her head yes, and then spoke," Kelly, I don't know
what's gotten into me since Anna came to stay with us.  She makes me do
things that I wouldn't normally do."  Kelly sat beside her Mom and hugged
her, "I know what you mean Mom, she has the same effect on me too," said
Kelly.  Both sat on the bed, content with just holding one another.

As the day went on, Stacey's mind was filled with what had transpired in the
kitchen this morning.  She had to find someone, her age, to discuss this
with, but since her best friend had moved out of town last month, she hadn't
found anyone she could share her personal thoughts with, except, her
photography classmate she'd become quite comfortable with talking too during
her class.  She had to talk to someone, so she pulled out her books and
found Beth's number and called her.

Beth was happy to hear Stacey's voice on the other end of the phone.  She
like Stacey, even though she was 10 years her senior, they both got along
great together.  Beth said she'd be happy to meet her or she could come to
the studio she was working at today and make some time to discuss Stacey's
problem.  Stacey accepted the offer for the two to meet at 1200.

Stacey felt a sense of relieve hearing Beth would make time for her today.
She dressed in a skirt and blouse and headed over to the studio Beth was
working at.  As she drove over, Stacey began to think about Beth and how
young she was to be her friend.  Most of Stacey's friends were her age or
older, married, and shared the same lifestyles.  Beth, on the other hand,
was only 21, single and no kids, but they both enjoyed photography and
shared other common interests.  She made Stacey feel young again.

Beth was busy working in the dark room and didn't hear Stacey come in.
Stacey looked around the bright studio and began admiring some of the
equipment.  When she came out of the dark room, she spotted Stacey and went
right over to her and gave her a big hug.  Stacey felt like all of her
problems drifted away as she accepted the warm hug from her friend.  Stacey
immediately felt like she'd made the right decision in coming to talk to
Beth.

Breaking the hug, Beth took Stacey's hands in hers and said, "Well Stacey,
what's got you so worried today?"  Stacey didn't know how to approach the
sensitive subject.  She just realized that Beth might not understand how an
adult woman could allow herself to be drawn into such a compromising
situation by a 14 year old girl.  She knew, though,  if she didn't get an
adult's opinion, she'd go crazy trying to figure it out herself, so she
started, "Beth, thanks so much for letting me talk to you.  I just don't
know what I'm going to do. "

As Stacey talked, Beth couldn't believe what she was hearing.  Stacey was
pretty graphic in her description of how Anna had come to visit and about
how she gotten Stacy, and now her daughter, to participate in her morning
"greeting".  Beth had traveled considerably for a person of only 21 and she
knew Anna's so called cultural "greeting" was nothing but a lie.  Beth,
however, decided not to tell Stacey about the lie, instead she probed Stacey
for more info.  "Stacey, describe for me in detail what this "morning
greeting" entails," asked Beth.  Stacey blushed, but then spoke, "Uh, it's
really embarrassing Beth, are you sure you want to hear it?"  Oh, Beth
wanted to hear it, alright, and with all its details.

When Stacey had finished telling Beth about how she and Anna embraced
without any clothes on and then kissed, Beth felt a stirring between her
thighs.  Beth wasn't married, nor did she have a boyfriend because Beth was
a lesbian; and Stacey was totally unaware of her preference for the female
body.  Beth was a tall, 5'9'' short, cropped red hair, green eyes, with a
very athletic build; you could tell she worked out often.  Beth had chosen
the photography field of endeavor because of her love for the female form.
She'd wanted to photograph Stacey from the day she'd met her; maybe today
she could get her to pose for her.  She'd use it as a distracter to get her
mind off her problem.

"Well Stacey, I can understand your discomfort with Anna, but I must tell
you that as a youngster, I lived over in Anna's country for a couple of
years while my father worked in the Embassy and from what you've described,
Anna's behavior is not out of character with what she's become accustomed
too.  Americans are hung about their bodies, but in Europe they go naked on
the beaches.  They have a much healthier attitude about themselves.  You've
read where girls in Europe kiss each other and hold hands all the time
they're growing up, haven't you, asked Beth.  That's what Anna is used too
and is missing home, so she's turned to you as a friend," said Beth.

Stacey listened to her friend.  Her explanation seemed so convincing.  It
described Anna's behavior to a tee.  It turned out Anna's behavior was
normal for a girl from her country.  She now felt horrible, denying the
young girl what she'd been missing.  She was just home sick; that's all
thought Stacey.  She could know rationalize Anna's behavior and felt much
better for having discussed her problem with Beth.

Beth studied Stacey's face as she watched her think about the explanation
she'd provided.  Would she take the bait and really believe her.  She'd
almost convinced herself of the lie as she told it.  It was then she heard
Stacey say, "Beth, I can't tell you how wonderful it's been talking to you
and getting this off my chest.  It feels like a heavy weight has been lifted
from my shoulders."  Beth listened and smiled to herself as her lie had
worked.  "There's only one thing," said Stacey.  "What's that?" asked Beth

"Well, how am I going to deal with Anna's touching and fondling.  It may be
natural for girls to touch and kiss each other in her country, but not here.
  What am I going to do?" thought Stacey out loud.  Beth, thinking quickly,
offered a solution; "look Stacey, what's the best way to overcome an
uncomfortable situation?" asked Beth.  Thinking, Stacey said, "what do you
mean?"  "Familiarity," said Beth.  "Haven't you found that if you practice,
things always become easier.  When you have to give a speech, what do you
do?  You practice, and practice and practice.  Well, this is no different,
except instead of giving a speech, you just need to condition yourself to
become more at ease being naked around Anna.  You have to train yourself to
learn to accept Anna's kiss.  Do you think you can do that," asked Beth.

Stacey thought about what her friend had said.  Could she really learn to
relax without any clothes on around a young girl she'd just met.  Anna
didn't seem to give her nakedness a second thought.  Recalling back to this
morning, she remembered how Anna had complimented her on her body.  And,
could she really learn to kiss another girl.  Anna's kisses were not the
typical mommy, daughter pecks she was used too.  These were warm, loving
almost erotic kisses she had given her.

Beth watched her new friend digest the information and think through what
she'd told her.  "Well Stacey, what do you think, can you do it?" asked
Beth.  Stacey thought a moment about what Beth had said, "Who would I find
to practice with? It's not like you put an ad in the paper asking for
someone to get naked with you and practice kissing you," sighed Stacey.
Beth saw her moment of opportunity and seized it, "Stacey, is it important
to you that Anna feel comfortable in your home; to help her overcome her
unhappiness and loneliness for her country," asked Beth.

Stacey looked at her friend and answered, "Of course it is Beth.  I want
Anna to feel comfortable and be happy during her stay in America, but I
don't know how I can overcome my discomfort with what I need to do," said a
dejected Stacey.  Seizing the moment, Beth said, "Well Stacey, if it really
means that much to you, I guess I could be your practice dummy.  Having
lived in Europe, I guess I'd be the best person to practice on," smiled
Beth.

"I couldn't possibly ask you to do that for me," said an obviously
appreciative Stacey.  "That would be too much to ask of someone who I just
became friends with; wouldn't it."  Beth smiled at Stacey, "I guess if you
showed me what happens during these "greeting" things Anna does, it might
help me to help to understand what it is I'd have to do," said Beth.

Stacey couldn't believe the kind offer Beth had just made.  "Would you
really be willing to help me Beth.  I'd be so indebted to you," said an
excited Stacey.  "Like I said, if it really means that much to you, how can
I deny helping a friend," said Beth.  "Show me exactly what happens."

"Uh, Beth, for me to show you, I'd have to take off all my clothes and well,
this is a place of business and..."  Before Stacey could finish her sentence,
Beth stood up and went to the door of the studio.  Placing a "PHOTO SHOOT IN
SESSION" sign on the door, Beth turned and said, "It's ok now, Tara knows
not to enter when that sign is up.  Show me exactly what Anna does," said
Beth.

Standing, Stacey began to unbutton her blouse as Beth sat in the chair in
front of her, watching with baited breath as each button came open.
Stacey's breast really filled out the bra she was wearing, thought Beth.  "I
really am nervous, Beth.  You're only the second woman that's ever seen me
undressed and..." but before Stacey could finish, Beth said, "Stacey remember,
familiarity and practice always work to overcome our fears; go ahead, finish
undressing."  Stacey listened to her new friend; her hands now pulling the
blouse from her skirt and slipping it off her shoulders as she handed it to
Beth who had offered to take it from her.  Reaching to the side, she slid
the zipper down on her skirt, it fluttered to the floor as she stepped from
it.  Bending forward to retrieve it, gave Beth an eyeful of her full breast
globes.  Standing in her bra, panties and high heels, Stacey was a sight to
behold, thought Beth.  Stopping, Stacey looked down at Beth.  "I'm really
shy Beth, do you mind turning your head so I can finish undressing?" begged
an embarrassed Stacey.  "Stacey, does Anna turn her head when you're naked
in the room with her?" asked Beth.  "Well, no, she doesn't", said Stacey.
"Well, then why should I? You did want this to be as realistic as possible,
right Stacey?" asked Beth.

Stacey, without answering, reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra,
the cups clinging to her breasts as the straps hung off her shoulders.
Pulling her arms through the straps, the cups seemed like they were glued to
her breasts.  Stacey's breasts felt swollen inside the cups of her bra; her
nipples were hard as they pressed into the soft cotton cup.  She blushed
realizing that when the cups were removed, Beth would not only see her
breasts for the first time, but her nipples would be swollen with
excitement.  What would Beth think; that she was some sort of a pervert?  As
hard as she tried to focus on anything but the moment, she couldn't.
Pulling the cups free, her breasts were finally released; freed to the air
that now caressed them.  Her nipples stood prominently out from the large
globes that defied gravity; Beth stared at the beautiful sight before her.

Beth surpassed a gasp as she was treated to one of the most beautiful set of
breasts she'd ever seen on a woman.  Stacey's skin was flawless.  Beth
watched Stacey's chest rise and fall with each deep breath she took.  Both
women didn't say a word.  Stacey hooked her thumbs inside her panties and
slid them slowly down her shapely legs; the crotch of Stacey's panties
sticking in her sex didn't go unnoticed by Beth's wandering eyes.   Stepping
free of each leg, Stacey now stood naked before a seated Beth.
Beth couldn't believe how beautiful this mother of one looked.  Stacey had
hardly any blonde hair on her sex, her full, labia very prominent between
her legs.

Beth, trying to hide her lust for Stacey said, "Stacey, you have a very
attractive body."  That's all she said; not wanting to make Stacey feel too
embarrassed with her nudity.  "What happens next Stacey," said Beth.  "
Well, Anna normally takes her clothes off or is already naked beneath her
robe," said Stacey.  "Ok, then I guess I'll have to get these clothes off,
if I'm going to be of any help to you," said Beth.  She pulled her
sweatshirt over her shiny red hair.  Beth didn't wear a bra, treating Stacey
to a set of perfect teacup shaped breasts, not too small, but no where near
as big as Anna's.  Beth nipples were what caught Stacey's eyes; they were
blood red, like her hair, and so pointed.  Beth continued to undress;
slipping out of her sweat pants...leaving her in her a silk red thong.  Her
stomach was like a washboard, taunt; she could easily be a model for one of
those swim wear magazines, thought Stacey.   Slipping her long fingers in
the strap of the thong, Beth pulled it slowly down her long legs.  Stacey
stared at her hairless crotch, Beth's clit was really long, thought Stacey.

Not a word had been spoken between the two women, as Beth slipped the last
item of clothing from her body; both women stood facing one another
completely naked, except for the high heels Stacey still had on.

"Beth, I really hate to ask you to do this just for me; if you need
"anything" just ask, I owe you a big one," said Stacey.  Beth said, "Well
Stacey, I wouldn't normally go this far to help a friend, but I can see this
whole situation is really troubling you, so whatever you need, I'm here to
help."  Stacey couldn't believe her ears; what a great friend Beth turned
out to be.  Stacey couldn't control her emotions as she reached out and
hugged Beth to her in a show of thanks.  Seeing Stacey's beautiful body and
now having it pressed tightly against hers, was almost too much for the
already excited Beth.  She bit her lower lip in an attempt to hide her
excitement.

Beth enjoyed the feel of Stacey's hard nipples as they touched her stomach;
Beth a good six inches taller than Stacey.  "Uh, Stacey, are you ready to
begin, said Beth.  Stacey regained her composure, raising her head off of
the taller Beth's shoulder.   "I guess so.  I feel so uncomfortable with
this whole arrangement; you know, women touching and kissing each other,"
said Stacey.  "Well, then I guess that's as good a starting point as any,"
said Beth.  "We might as well begin with these two areas, don't you think?"

Stacey looked at Beth, not letting her curiosity get the best of her.  As
much as she told herself to relax, she was still uncomfortable with two
women touching and kissing, she in fact had not come to grips with her own
emotions; that is, why she always became sexually aroused when she saw Anna
naked or was kissed by her.  Now, seeing Beth naked, and feeling her warm,
strong naked body against hers only compounded the problem; now she couldn't
blame her feelings solely on Anna, it was occurring with her new friend as
well.  Stacey was totally confused; she didn't understand her body's
reactions.

Beth sensed Stacey's uneasiness with the whole situation.  She was thrilled
that she'd thought of this idea and it was turning out just as she'd hoped;
Stacey now naked in her studio.  In response to Beth's earlier suggestion,
Stacey said, "I guess you're right Beth, the only way of dealing with my
problem is to confront it head on.  Thanks again Beth for being here for
me."

"Ok, if you feel more comfortable, from what you've shared with me about
Anna, and from my past experiences with her country's culture, I think I can
duplicate Anna's actions.  You'll need to coach me through it though, if I'm
not doing it right; ok?" said Beth.  Stacey was so glad she didn't have too
be the aggressor and take the lead.  Shaking her head, Stacey said, "That
would be really great Beth."

Beth stepped forward and slipped her arms around Stacey's waist, drawing the
small woman into an embrace.  Allowing her fingers to glide up and across
her back and shoulders, Beth felt Stacey's back tighten at the initial
contact of her fingers on her skin.  The more she caressed her back and then
her neck, the more Stacey relaxed in arms.  Beth couldn't begin to describe
how exciting it was to hold her naked friend; it was a dream come true for
her.

"How am I doing?" asked Beth.  Stacey, relaxing in the warmth of her
friend's embrace said, "You're doing great; it' just as if Anna was doing
it."  Beth continued to stroke her friend's back, her hands rubbing the back
of Stacey's neck; sliding higher across the fine hairs at the nape of her
neck and then across her sensitive ears, pausing to caress each earlobe.
Beth heard Stacey catch her breath when she fondled her ears; must be a very
sensitive spot thought Beth; she'd keep that in mind if things progressed as
she hoped.  Releasing her earlobes, Beth's hands slipped down over Stacey's
arms, just grazing the swell of her breasts as they continued down to her
hands, still resting at her sides.  Beth took both of Stacey's hands and
placed them around her waist; Stacey's touch was light and warm, thought
Stacey .  Beth resumed her fondling, reaching behind the woman and finding
the small of her back.  Again, she spoke, "Stacey, am I still doing ok?"
asked Beth.  Lifting her head off the taller woman's shoulder, Stacey spoke,
"You're doing just great!"

Encouraged by her response, Beth's hands slipped lower, now touching the
upper swells of her supple bottom.  Beth, from what's she'd seen earlier,
thought Stacey's bottom looked great; but feeling it's nakedness in her
hands, was indescribable.  Taking more liberties, Beth's hands slipped
lower, cupping the firm, bare cheeks in her strong fingers.

Stacey gasped as she felt Beth's fingers touch her in a more intimate place;
those conflicting thoughts were coming back.  She knew she'd agreed to this
little exercise, it was for her benefit, Beth had so generously agreed to
help her; but why was she getting aroused?  For the past week, whenever
another female touched her, she immediately became aroused.  Her body
responded to the touch without question.  Was she bisexual and never
admitted it, questioned Stacey.

Beth heard Stacey gasp as she fondled her bare bottom; it's suppleness
pleasing to her fingers as they kneaded the flesh, not missing a spot.  Her
long fingers slipped into the valley separating the soft cheeks; the tips of
her fingers missing her rosebud by only a few millimeters.  Stacey's bottom
tensed when she felt Beth's curious probing of her bottom.  Beth really
understood Anna's country's culture; she was mimicking her morning
"greeting" perfectly thought Stacey.

Beth thought she'd pressed her luck a little too far, but decided to see,
"Stacey, describe to me what Anna does; where she touches you?" said Beth,
her fingers almost touching her little rosebud now.  Stacey loved the
feeling of Beth's caresses as she melted into her strong shoulder; Beth's
long fingers pulling her cheeks apart, the cool air now caressing her back
passage.

Her throat now dry, Stacey spoke, "Anna touches me just like you doing.  She
also seems to have a fondness for touching my chest," said an embarrassed
Stacey.   "Should I do that now Stacey?" asked a hopeful Beth.  Stacey,
finding it harder to breathe now, said, "Yes, please."  Beth was surprised
by her response; was Stacey actually begging her to fondle her breasts?  She
wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to feel her beautiful breasts,
Beth's fingers released Stacey's bottom and slipped slowly up her arms; Beth
could feel little goose bumps rise up to meet her fingers as they danced
towards their targets.  Pulling back just a little, Beth's hands now had
unobstructed access to Stacey's large breasts.  Seizing the moment, Beth
slipped her large fingers around each large globe; her fingers unable to
touch each other.  Starting the base of each globe, Beth lightly worked her
way out to the nipple, stopping just short of the areola.  Deciding to tease
Stacey, Beth said, "Stacey, is this how Anna touches your breasts?"

Stacey felt so relaxed in Beth's arms.  Her touch was like no other she'd
ever felt.  Anna's touch was much more inexperienced; Beth's was that of a
skilled lover, she seemed to know every erogenous zone on her body as she
worked her over from head to toe.  Hearing Beth's question, Stacey found it
hard to think, much less speak, but she said, "Oh Beth, your touch is much
better than Anna's, it's making me feel weak and confused.  I'm afraid if
you don't stop, I'm going to embarrass myself."

Beth was pleased to hear Stacey's compliments, but she continued, "Do you
want me to stop, Stacey?"   Hoping her answer would not be no, Beth wanted
to hear it from her own lips.  Stacey knew that if she didn't stop Beth now,
she'd surely have an orgasm right in front of her.  She'd be terribly
embarrassed, no, mortified if that happened.  Mustering up the courage,
Stacey was about to ask her to stop, when she felt Beth's fingers slip just
another inch lower and capture her hyper-sensitive nipples.  Whatever she
was going to say was preempted by Beth's touch; as she felt her fingers
tighten their grip on her sensitive buds, Stacey lost it as her body took
control of the situation; spinning her uncontrollably into an earth
shattering orgasm.

Beth watched Stacey's eyes open wide, her lips parted, a soft moan escaped
them as she starred into open space; yep, she'd just had what appeared to be
an orgasm, thought Beth.  Watching Stacey's reaction to having her breasts
stroked, Beth timed her next movement perfectly.  As Stacey started to
recover from her orgasm, Beth squeezed her fingers a little tighter,
trapping Stacey's nipples, and ever so gently twisted them a half of turn,
as she watched Stacey's face for a reaction.  Just as she'd expected,
Stacey's eyes closed as she again was launched into another uncontrollable,
even stronger orgasm.  Beth smiled at Stacey's ability to have a couple of
breast orgasms, back-to-back, just from having her breasts fondled for a few
minutes; Beth wondered how she'd handle a five or ten minute session focused
entirely on her breasts; how many times could she get her to cuuummm,
thought Beth.

Beth released her grip and said, "Stacey, are you ok?"  Stacey opened her
eyes, still not quite recovered from her orgasm, said "Uh, yeah, I guess."
Beth went on, "Did I duplicate what Anna does it each morning?" asked Beth.
Stacey, still drained from one of the most intense orgasms she'd had in a
long time, thought about what Beth had just asked.  "Beth, I'm so
embarrassed by how I reacted to your offer to help; and yes, you did it even
better than Anna.  I can't get over the feelings you brought out in me; I'm
so sorry for the way I responded to your touch."  Beth looked into those
large blue eyes, both women's nude bodies still pressed tightly together,
"I'm glad you enjoyed my touch Stacey; it's a good sign that you're
beginning to let down some of those inhibitions.  The more we work at it,
the more comfortable you'll feel with Anna's embrace each morning.  Would
you like to take a break and pick up our session tomorrow?" asked Beth.

Stacey, tired from her last two orgasms, agreed to meet tomorrow and resume
their sessions.  Beth smiled and said that would be fine.   She could tell
by the look on Stacey's face that she had enjoyed her session with her and
would be a more willing participant in tomorrow's session. Beth would give
it some serious thought tonight about what she wanted to achieve tomorrow.

As Stacey drove home, she couldn't believe how things went with Beth; she
couldn't get over how powerful her orgasms had been in the arms of another
woman.  She knew now that she could not control her feelings in the arms of
either Anna or Beth.  Had she been a lesbian all along and never knew it.
She always enjoyed the heterosexual side of lovemaking; not once giving
lesbianism a second thought.  She wondered if tomorrow's greeting with Anna
would go better.  She had failed to mention to Beth about the part of her
daughter now being part of the morning greeting.  It was just too personal
to share and what would Beth think of her; it was incest she thought.  The
word incest caused a lump in her throat to appear.