Date: Thu, 02 Jan 2003 13:39:07 -0500
From: laura adams <laurabi19@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Started so Innocently, Chapter 7

Morning came quickly; Stacey had slept hard, and she was slow to awaken.
Lazily, she went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, her hair and donned a
thigh length robe over her nightshirt. Walking into the kitchen, she was
relieved to find no one was up yet.  She put some water on for coffee and
sat at the table, reading the paper.  Anna broke her
solitude. Surprisingly; Anna was dressed in a nightshirt, similar to her
own.  Anticipating their usual morning greeting, Stacey was pleasantly
surprised to see Anna take a seat across from her.
 
 "Good morning Mrs. C, how did you sleep last night?" asked Anna.  Stacey
looked at the girl; even in the morning she looked radiant, her eyes
shining with a tint of royal blue, "I slept really hard; now I feel sort of
lazy," Stacey responded.  Anna leaned forward on the table; "Well, after
our little time together last night, I slept really well, and I'm really
looking forward to our time together tonight, aren't you Mrs. C?" smiled
Anna.  Hearing Anna's question quickly brought their evening's activities
back to her, lying totally naked, in this teenage girl's arms like she was
an infant nursing from her mother.
 
 Anna watched Mrs. C's face for any reaction to her question.  She loved to
play these games of manipulation with her.  Smiling, she noticed a soft
pink hue form on her cheeks; yep, she'd embarrassed her again. Any time she
mentioned sex, or them together, Anna always got the same reaction.
 
 Stacey suddenly became very serious, "Anna, I think we should talk about
what happened in my room last night.  I don't know how that happened, but
it shouldn't have.  I shouldn't have made those promises to you, it was
wrong of me," said Stacey, not once was she able to make eye contact with
Anna.
 
 Anna smiled as she watched how difficult it was for Mrs. C to admit to her
moment of weakness.  "Mrs. C., a promise is a promise.  Can you really sit
there and tell me you didn't enjoy what we did together last night, it was
sooooo much fun.  You know what I think Mrs C., I think you really enjoyed
reversing roles, me playing the Mother and you my daughter.  Having you
lying across my lap made me feel so different; it must have been the
feeling a Mother enjoys when she bonds with her baby.  Is that the way you
felt when you breast fed Kelly?" asked Anna.
 
As Stacey listened to Anna describe their encounter, she'd read her
emotions like a book.  Stacey felt that oh so familiar feeling begin to
occur in the pit of her stomach; her thighs automatically squeezing
together as she visualized what Anna had just described.  Before she went
any further, Stacey jumped into the conversation; if she didn't, she was
afraid she'd become too excited and unable to deal with it; "Anna, I did
enjoy being with you last night, but you really can't expect this little
charade to continue, it's just not normal," said a pleading Stacey.
 
Anna listened and then said, "Mrs. C, I saw the way you responded to my
touch, the way your face lights up when you see my breasts; I felt it when
you nursed from my breasts.  Believe me Mrs C., I could tell you really
enjoyed playing the role of being my daughter.  Why can't you just submit
to your feelings Mrs. C, why deny what you know is the truth!"
 
 Stacey sat back in her chair as she thought about what Anna had just
said. Hearing her words describe exactly the feelings she'd denied for so
long seemed to reinforce what she had been too afraid to admit too,
especially after last night.  She did enjoy being the one taken care of;
she had for the last several years been the only adult in the family,
having to make all the decisions.  When she placed herself in the role as
the child, and not the Mother, she actually felt like a huge weight had
been lifted off her shoulders, at least while she acted out this role
change.  All the responsibilities associated with being an adult faded
away; they no longer existed when she assumed the role of child.
 
 Looking up at Anna, she saw her big blue eyes staring, no, boring holes
into her soul; she couldn't deny what Anna knew to be the truth.  She found
she could no longer deny the inevitable, taking a deep breath, she was
about to say something which would surely change her life, and her
relationship with this foreign exchange student, "Anna, no matter how hard
I try to deny it, I have to admit to you that I did enjoy the role playing
we did last night.  I know it's wrong, I know an adult should not do things
with a minor like we did, but it felt so good for me," said a surprised
Stacey. She fell back into her chair, there, she'd said what she knew was
right, no matter how wrong it was in society's eyes, she did enjoy being
with Anna.
 
 A huge smiled splashed across Anna's face.  Standing, she walked around
the table and stood behind Mrs. C's chair, placing her hands softly on her
shoulders, her fingers began to knead the tension she felt.  Stacey, still
leaning back, felt Anna's touch, it always felt so good, so comforting to
her.  She relaxed as Anna's fingers continued to caress her shoulders; now
her neck.  Anna's fingers worked a little higher, now caressing Stacey's
ears and rubbing them ever so lightly, concentrating on her ear lobes,
occasionally tugging them ever so gently.  Stacey caught her moan, before
it escaped her lips.... Anna knew her body so well.
 
 Anna's massage continued as her talented fingers slipped down Stacey's
neck, across her shoulders, pausing on the upper part of her chest.  Stacy
was enjoying the talented touch of this teenager and hadn't noticed Anna's
hands had changed places; Anna began to rub her chest just above her
breasts.
 
 As Anna's hands began a slow, wide sweeping circular pattern across her
chest, Stacey felt that familiar softness of Anna's breasts as they pressed
against the back of her head.  Anna said, "Does my little girl enjoy having
her body rubbed by her Momma?"  She was testing Stacey, seeing if she'd
play along with her this morning.  To her surprise, Anna was delighted when
she heard Mrs. C's response, "Yes Momma, it feels so wonderful."  Stacey
couldn't believe her response, it just came out.
 
 Taking this as a sign of acceptance, Anna let her wandering hands drop
just a little lower, so as she continued her circular massage, her hands
now passed over Stacey's breasts.  She was pleased to feel the hard, sharp
points of Stacey's nipples against the palms of her hands as they glided
across her breasts.

 Stacey gasped when she felt Anna's hands touch her nipples.  Her intimate
touch had taken her by surprise, the contact was electrifying, so bold.
Stacey should have pushed her little hands away, but it felt sooo goood!
Her concentration was totally focused on those small hands making a
circular pattern across her chest.  Surprising herself, she thrust her
chest out to meet her MOM's hands.
 Anna smiled and said, "That's a good little girl, Momma is so happy her
little girl enjoys it when she touches her."  Emboldened by Stacey's
acceptance, Anna stopped pretending to be simply massaging her; placing the
her hands directly in front of Stacey's breast, with her palms facing
toward her, Anna began a slow, up and down/back and forth motion, lightly
grazing each nipple with the palms of her hands.
 
 Unbelievable, was the only word Stacey could think of to describe what she
was feeling.  Her nipples seemed to grow with each stroke; they'd never
felt this hard before.  With her shoulders pushed back and sitting upright
in the chair, her breasts were in a perfect position to receive the
maddening strokes from her MOM. If she kept this up very much longer,
Stacey was afraid she'd be unable to control what would surely happen;
she'd have an orgasm.
 
 When she felt Anna stop her nipple massage, Stacey was beside herself, she
was so close to cummming.  "Can my little Stacey tilt her head back a
little for Mom?" asked Anna.  This was the first the she'd addressed Mrs. C
by her first name.  Watching, she saw Mrs. C tilt her head back, her face
now looking up at the ceiling.  "You're such a little angel.  Momma thought
you might be hungry this morning Stacey?" said Anna.  Stacey opened her
eyes as Anna began pulling her nightshirt up and away from her body.  From
her sitting position, Stacey was barely able to see beneath it; the
undersides of Anna's large breasts were just visible to her wanting eyes.
She wished she could see her nipples; were they as hard as she was able to
make them last night, thought Stacey?
 
 Stacey knew what Anna really meant when she asked her if she was hungry,
and she knew what her answer would be; she wanted those lovely breasts in
her mouth again, just like last night.  Nodding her head, Stacey said, "Yes
Momma, your little girl is very hungry."  The embarrassment from last night
was gone as she watched Anna continue to pull her nightshirt over her head.
With her arms held high above her head, Anna's breasts looked like they
were actually pointing up at the ceiling...they were so beautiful, thought
Stacey.
 
 Anna cupped each of her breasts as she leaned forward, "I know my little
girl's hungry, open your mouth and Momma will feed you her special meal,"
said Anna as she brought her left nipple down over Stacey's mouth.
Watching, Anna saw Stacey's pretty lips part in anticipation of her nipple
being fed to her.  She moaned as she felt Stacey's lips lock onto her
nipple and begin to nurse.  Anna wished her breasts really were full of
milk.  The thought did not pass without further consideration; maybe with
Mrs. C's help, it might just be possible.  She'd heard Mrs. C talk about a
family friend who was a physician.... maybe it would be possible.
 
 The tingling sensation caused by Stacey's nursing spread down between
Anna's legs causing her to squirm as she fed Stacey her breast.  Mrs. C, no
her little girl, was really sucking hard on her nipples now.  Pulling her
nipple free, Anna said, "Stacey, that must really be uncomfortable in that
position, let me help you," said Anna as she walked around and stood in
front of Stacey.  Looking up, Stacey saw Anna in all her naked splendor. As
she watched, Anna placed her thighs on the outside of each of Stacey's, in
effect straddling them as she lowered herself onto Stacey's lap.  As she
moved into position, Stacey caught of glimpse of Anna's sex, her large
labia appeared very swollen.
 
 In this position, Anna's breasts were poised directly in front of Stacey's
face; it also exposed Anna's sex completely to Stacey, her pouty, hairless
lips barely visible to Stacey's roaming eyes.  Anna smiled when she caught
Stacey taking a quick look between her legs.  Cupping her breast, Anna
guided them to Stacey's waiting mouth, "There, isn't this much easier for
my little girl," smiled Anna.
 
 Stacey didn't have to answer, her mouth eagerly opened to accept the
breast being offered to her by her pretend Mother.  Hearing Anna speak to
her as if she was her Mother sounded foreign to Stacey, yet her immediate
reaction was to take her beautiful breasts into her mouth; it seemed to
make everything alright, as she continued to nurse.  She felt so loved, so
taken care of, it was as if she really was the child and Anna her Mom.
Maybe this was her way of dealing with a female-to-female relationship
Stacey had been struggling with for sometime now.  If she was able to
accept a relationship like this, one which was more like a game between two
young girls, maybe she could be more accepting of it rather than admitting
to an out and out lesbian relationship.  Could that be why she'd so readily
accepted it???
 
 As Anna watched Stacey nurse from her breast, she said, "Stacey, why don't
you hold my breast for yourself as you nurse from it?" asked Anna.  Without
saying a word, Stacey reached out and encircled one of Anna's breasts.
Anna heard and felt Stacey's moan through her breast when her fingers made
contact with her breast.  Anna watched as Stacey's hands gently encircled
her breast, exploring the globe as she began a milking motion, starting at
the base of it and pulling downward as if to draw the milk down to her
mouth.
 
 Stacey loved the feel of Anna's breasts, both in her hands and in her
mouth.  Her flesh almost tasted sweet.  They felt so soft, yet firm at the
same time.  She could feel Anna's heart beating through her breast as she
nursed from it.  Stacey was content to just nurse from her, she loved the
feel of Anna's hard nipple inside her mouth.  While holding the elongated
nipple in her mouth, Stacey began to run her tongue across it as held the
nipple trapped between her lips, bathing it just like she would have liked
done to her own if someone was sucking on her nipples.  Back and forth her
tongue played across Anna's nipple.  Stacey couldn't help but wonder what
Anna's milk would taste like if she really could produce milk; would it be
sweet, salty or ???
 
 Pausing for just a moment, Stacey released the nipple from her mouth; she
had to see if the nipple had taken on the same color and size as it had
last night. Would it look the same as she remembered it?  Focusing on
Anna's breast, Stacey smiled by what greeted her; the nipple was dark red
and elongated, just like last night.  Leaning forward, she again sucked the
entire nipple and part of the breast into her warm mouth, only to hear a
moan escape from Anna's lips.  Stacey smiled to herself knowing it was her
who had caused that moan.
 
 "That's my little girl, let's switch breast, this one's just about empty,"
said Anna, continuing to play the role of the Mother.  As she pulled her
nipple free of Stacey's mouth, Anna heard a popping sound from Stacey's
lips as the nipple popped free.  She smiled when she heard Stacey whimper,
it was as if she really enjoyed nursing from her breasts.  "It's okay baby,
Momma has another full breast just for her hungry girl," smiled Anna as
bent forward and fed Stacey her other breast.
 
 Stacey didn't hear Kelly walk into the kitchen.  Kelly looked over and
recognized Anna from the back; what was she doing sitting with her back to
the table and why was she naked from the waist up?  Walking around to her
side, she suddenly found out why...she was completely naked, sitting
astride her Mother's lap, feeding her breast to her!!!  Kelly didn't move,
what was going on, she thought?  Her mind was having a hard time trying to
rationalize what was happening; she felt those familiar feelings of
jealousy rise up within her.  Anna was receiving her Mom's undivided
attention and she was doing those sexual things with Anna again.  Yet,
seeing her Mom sucking on Anna's breasts brought back the memory of
watching her and Anna's morning greetings; they really turned her on.
 
 Anna noticed Kelly now standing at her side looking at them, "Hello
Kelly," said Anna, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.  Stacey, on the
other hand, stopped her nursing and looked up at her daughter; not saying a
word, her face a bright red now.  "Kelly, don't look so surprised, your Mom
and I were just pretending; I was the Mother and she was my child, sort of
like when you were young and your Mom breast-fed you.  You probably don't
recall it, but Mrs. C was just telling me how much she enjoyed having you
nurse from her; weren't you Mrs. C?" asked Anna.
 
 Stacey, caught again in a compromising situation, looked down at the floor
while she spoke, "Anna and I were just pretending honey, can you understand
that?"  She was about to continue her explanation, when her eyes paused on
the vee between Anna's legs.  Anna's position provided Stacey a partial
view of her sex.  Stacey hadn't been this close to Anna's sex since the
photo shoot when she was spread-eagled before her.
 
 
 Kelly looked down at her Mom and Anna; this was by far the most erotic
scene she'd ever observed between the two.  Kelly wondered why her Mother
wasn't looking at her; then she noticed the direction of her Mom's stares.
From where she was standing, Kelly didn't have the same view as her Mom,
but she could imagine what she was looking at... between Anna's legs.
Kelly felt those familiar twinges of jealousy, but they didn't last long;
she couldn't blame her Mom though, Anna's body was something to behold.
 
 Kelly didn't respond to her Mom's question, she was too consumed by the
sight of Anna's naked form.  From her position, she was able to admire
Anna's smooth, curved back that flowed into the small flat plain, just
above the swell of her bottom.  She was also able to admire the profile of
Anna's large breasts, resting high on her chest.  Kelly was jealous Anna's
endowment, and the way she flaunted them, especially before her Mom.  What
Kelly didn't understand was her Mom was incapable of resisting her
attraction to them.
 
 For a moment, it was as if time stood still, not a word was spoken between
them.  Anna broke the silence, "Mrs. C., why don't we continue this later;
I think you and Kelly might want to be alone so you can talk."  Anna rose
from Mrs. C's lap and slipped her nightshirt over her head.  Without saying
a word, she left the room.
 
 Stacey watched as Anna walked out of the room; turning she spoke to her
daughter, "Honey, I know how this must look but"...before she could finish
her sentence Kelly blurted out, "I thought you weren't going to do this
again?  I come in and find you kissing Anna's breasts...what's with that
Mom, or should I say baby Stacy!!!"  Kelly was surprised by the manner in
which she addressed her Mom.  This was the first time in her life she'd
ever spoken to her this way.
 
 Stacey looked at her daughter in disbelief; "Kelly, I know I have
disappointed you by my actions, but don't you dare speak to me in that
manner again, do you understand!  I'm sorry I let this happen, but please
let me explain to you "why" it happened, do you think you can sit down and
listen to me so I can explain?" asked Stacey.
 
 Kelly was so mad at her Mom, but she consented as she sat down.  "Mom, I'm
sorry for speaking to you that way," apologized Kelly.  Stacey smiled at
her little girl and said, "Thank you Kelly.  I don't know how to begin and
explain why I do the things I do with Anna, it just seems like I'm
powerless to resist her.  In the beginning, I really fought hard to resist;
to deny the feelings I was experiencing when she touched me, but as time
past, I'm beginning to understand my emotions, at least I think I do.  This
little charade we're playing out is sort of my escape from reality.  Since
your Dad left us, I've had to deal with everything by myself.  When Anna
pretends to be my Mom, a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders.  When I'm
acting out the role of her daughter, I'm free of all those
responsibilities...can you understand that?" asked Stacey.
 
 Kelly sat and listened to her Mom's explanation; did she really say what
she thought she said?  Was she really saying she was going to continue to
play out this role of being Anna's daughter??  Kelly thought for a moment,
then said, "Mom, are you saying you're now Anna's daughter," asked a
puzzled Kelly.  "What I'm saying is, there will/may be times I'll take on
the role as her daughter.  I know it's a lot to ask of you to accept and
understand, but I feel so free when I'm acting pretending to be her
daughter and I'd ask you to try and understand.  I'll do my best to protect
you from our sessions; I'd prefer we don't involve you in our little
charade.  Can I count on your support Kelly, please, for me?"
 
 Kelly didn't know what she was agreeing too, but she wanted her Mom to be
happy, so she nodded her head in agreement and hugged her Mom, "I'll do my
best Mom, no matter how strange I think this is," said Kelly.  Stacey
hugged her back; I guess that is all I can expect from her, thought Stacey.
 
 That evening, all three sat at the table and ate dinner.  Their
conversation was nothing special; the topic of their relationship was not
brought up.  When they were clearing the dishes from the table, Anna and
Stacey were standing at the kitchen counter doing the dishes while Kelly
was drying.  Anna handed Stacey a plate to wash and said, "Stacey, after
we're done, I want you to take your bath."  Kelly almost dropped the plate
she was drying when she heard Anna's comment.  "Stacey looked over at
Kelly, giving her a knowing smile, and said, "Ok MOM."  Anna looked at
Kelly as well, to gauge her reaction; nothing, not a word or a roll of her
eyes.  Great, thought Anna.
 
 Smiling, Anna continued, "Stacey, I want you to run your bath water and
I'll be up to wash you in just a minute."  Stacey didn't say a word; she
finished up washing the dishes and went upstairs.  It wasn't long before
both girls heard the bath water running.  "Kelly, I know this is hard for
you to try and understand, but you need to understand that your Mom is
still "your" Mom.  I'm only doing this for her.  She asked me if I would be
willing to help her relief some the pressures she'd been under.  She
suggested I play the role of Mom and she'd pretend to be my daughter.  So I
agreed, because she wanted me too," said a lying Anna.
 
 Kelly looked at Anna, her explanation supported what her Mom had just told
her...Anna was doing this for her Mom, not herself.  Maybe her Mom was
under a great deal of pressure and needed a form of relief like this; but
why this path?  Kelly would have to do her best to accept the relationship.
 
 Anna ran upstairs; excited by what was about to occur this evening.  She
hurried into her room, undressed and slipped on her terrycloth robe.
Knocking on Mrs C's door, she heard her say come in.  As she entered the
room, Anna assumed the role of Mom.  Closing the door behind her, she saw
Mrs C sitting on the bed, dressed in a similar robe.  "Is my little girl
ready for her bath," asked Anna.  Without hesitation, Stacey responded,
"Yes Mom, I've already run the bath water, just like you said," said
Stacey, eagerly assuming her role as the daughter.
 
 "Stacey, before we begin, I think it's important to establish a few ground
rules.  As your Mother, it's important you understand and accept that I
know what's best for you, no matter what you might feel or think, I am the
authority figure and I expect you to obey my every word.  Can you accept
these terms of our relationship while we're carrying out this role
reversal?" asked Anna.
 
 Stacey listened to the rules of the arrangement; if she agreed, she'd have
to do everything Anna asked of her.  As she sat on the bed, Stacey thought
about the ground rules just outlined by Anna.  She had two choices; one,
tell Anna no and the arrangement would end, or accept her rules and have to
live by them.  Stacey wasn't ready to call it quits; without giving it any
further thought, Stacey said, "Mom, I agree, you know what's best for me
and I'll follow your rules."
 
 Anna smiled and patted Stacey on the head, "That's my little girl.  Ok,
let's go take our bath."  Both women walked into the bathroom; Anna watched
Stacey's bottom sway from side to side as they walked.  Standing in the
bathroom, Anna said, "Stacey, let's get rid of that robe and hop into the
tubby."
 
 With a little hesitation, Stacey's shaking fingers began to unknot the
belt and slide the robe off her shoulders, allowing it to settle at her
feet; she was naked beneath the robe. Anna didn't take off her robe, she
wanted Stacey to be the only one naked, at least for now.  Having Stacey
standing naked before her gave Anna a sense of power over the older woman.
She knew how humiliating it could be, being the only one in the room
without her clothes on.
 
  "Hop into the tub Stacey and let's get started."  Anna watched as Stacey
stepped into the tub; her body was exquisite.  "Stacey, to make this game
more realistic, I think you need to look the part of my little girl.
Little girls don't have hair on their legs, under their arms, or between
their legs.  So, first, let's get rid of that," said Anna.  Opening the
drawer of the vanity, Anna extracted a tube of depilatory cream, "Stand up
Stacey so I can remove all that itchy hair."  Stacey, in all her naked
splendor, stood for her Mom; watching as Anna squeezed a generous portion
of the cream into the palms of her hands.  Anna began to apply it to
Stacey's body, by first applying the cream to her ankles, moving up past
her calves, then her knees, stopping only to squeeze more cream into her
hands, she continued her journey past the knee to the inside of Stacey's
thighs, proceeding an inch at a time, until both hands reached the apex of
her thighs.  "Stacey, you're going to have to spread those little thighs if
I'm going to get the rest of that hair, ok?" asked Anna.
 
 Stacey couldn't believe she was allowing Anna to do this to her, yet she
did agree to put herself into this young girl's hands; blushing profusely,
Stacey spread her legs a couple of inches.  "Come on little girl, don't
keep your Mom waiting, spread them now!" barked Anna.  Stacey jumped when
she heard Anna raise her voice.  She immediately took a step to the side
with one foot, effectively spreading herself open for her Mom.  "That's a
good girl, now let Mom apply the rest of the cream.  We've got to be
careful so as not to get this inside of your body, so hold still," said
Anna.
 
 With the cream in the palm of her hand, Anna reached out and cupped
Stacey's sex, it was the first time she'd actually touched the older
woman's sex.  Taking her time, Anna held her hand tightly against her
vulva, pretending to be careful so as not to penetrate her with the cream.
Anna felt the heat emanate from Stacey's sex, her pouty lips filled with
blood, her inner labia spread before on their own as Anna's fingers framed
the slit of her sex.
 
 After finishing the application of the cream, Anna stood and told Stacey
to raise her arms so she could remove the hair stubble from under her arms.
Stacey complied.  With her arms placed behind her head, Stacey's breasts
were prominently displayed for Anna; what a sight, those full globes
resting high on her chest, her nipples hard and extended with excitement.
Anna smiled as she observed the grown woman standing before her.
 
Stacey, no matter how embarrassing this situation was for her, couldn't
deny the feeling she felt of being desired by Anna.  She was the one being
pampered instead of being the pamperor; she felt special and cared for,
even if this situation was out of the ordinary.  Stacey felt a sexual bond
beginning to build between the two.  The sight of Anna's beautiful body,
the touch of her talented fingers, her constant touching of her most
sensitive and private parts of her body, had worn her resistance down and
had finally achieved their intended effect, both mentally and physically.
Stacey would do what her new "MOM" asked of her.
 
 Having completed the application, Anna directed Stacey to first step into
the shower to wash the cream off.  As the warm water flowed over Stacey's
body, she watched as her body hair flowed down the drain.  Anna also
watched and after a few minutes, told Stacey to step from the shower.  As
Stacey turned to exit, Anna got a glimpse of her work; her pubes were
completely hairless, accentuating an already full set of labia; they were
as smooth as a baby's.
 
 "Stacey, let's see how well the depilatory worked," said Anna.  Taking her
hand, she reached out and touched Stacey's sex.  Stacey caught her breath
at the initial contact of her Mom's hand; the sensation was totally new to
her.  Even though she had had only a sparse covering of hair before, with
it now gone, her private area seemed hyper-sensitive to the touch.  "Spread
your legs darling, I want to be sure we got all that itchy hair," said Anna
as she cupped Stacey's hairless sex.  Pretending to feel for hair, Anna
took the opportunity to feel Mrs C's sex, openly caressing her.  Looking up
at her face, Anna was pleased to see Stacey's eyes had closed, with her
head bent down, Anna confirmed her suspicions, yes, she was enjoying her
touch.  "Stacey, doesn't it feel good when Momma touches you between your
legs?" asked Anna.
 
 Stacey felt light headed as her new Mom checked to see if her hair was
really gone.  Her touch was wonderful as Stacey felt her Mom's fingers
begin to separate the thick lips of her sex.  She blushed as she felt her
fingers part the folds of her labia; her juices quickly covered her Mom's'
fingers as her juices began to flow more freely.  She couldn't remember
ever being so wet as she was now.  Stacey tried, but couldn't suppress a
moan when she felt Anna's fingers glide past her sex and continue between
her legs until they came into contact with her little rosebud nestled
deeply between the cheeks of her bottom.
 
 Anna was cherishing this opportunity Stacey had presented to her; she
would now have her way with Mrs C.  Anna had waited for over a month for
this opportunity and now the time had come; she wouldn't waste the
opportunity.  Her breath quickened as her fingers explored Stacey's sex;
she could take her time, she wasn't worried about being told to stop,
Stacey was hers, free to explore all of her body; and she would.  Slipping
her dripping fingers through Stacey's sex, she positioned them over
Stacey's little star.  With her fingertip poised over her opening, Anna
gently pressed it against her opening.  Being careful not to penetrate her,
Anna slowly slid her fingers back through Stacey's sex, moistening her
fingertips with more of Stacey's juices, she repeated the motion of sliding
them through her legs coming to rest at her rear opening again.  Anna
continued this sawing motion, back and forth through Stacey's excited sex
and bottom.
 
 Stacey began to squirm from her Mom's caresses.  She was finding it
difficult to remain still.  Her Mom's fingers were driving her mad; if she
didn't quit soon, Stacey wouldn't be able to stop her approaching orgasm.
 
 Anna continued to work her fingers in the pool of pre-orgasmic juices
flowing freely from Stacey's sex.  Anna knew her orgasm was close as she
observed Stacey's excited sex, her inner lips clearly visible, her erect
clit protruding from her slit, the muscles in her legs flexed, her little
toes now pointing in the air; all clear signs of her impending orgasm.
Anna knew what was needed to help Stacey achieve their first orgasm
together; extending her thumb, she began to lightly rub it across Stacey's
extended clitoris.
 
 Stacey was drowning in her feelings of arousal; it had been sooo long
since she'd had anyone bring her to this level of arousal.  Her morning
encounters with Anna had been exciting, but quick.  This was better than
her encounter with Beth as well.  Anna was so experienced for such a young
girl, thought Stacey as she prepared for what she knew would be an earth
shattering orgasm.  When she felt Anna's thumb begin to strum her excited
clitoris, Stacey gave up all resistance and if it was going to happen, she
couldn't stop it now.  The feeling began in her toes and rose up between
her thighs, spreading in her tummy and rise into her breasts; they'd never
felt so swollen, her pre-orgasmic feelings were taking control of her body,
her nipples ached in the most pleasant way, as the intensity of the
approaching orgasm built to a fever pitch.
 
 Anna smiled as she felt Stacey's thighs clamp shut, trapping her fingers
tightly between them.  Stacey's hips involuntarily thrust forward in an
attempt to draw the maximum pleasure from her orgasm; her legs quivered
almost uncontrollably as her orgasm was just about to happen.  Anna looked
up at her face, she looked so beautiful, but she decided she tease her a
little longer, and deny her of her much needed orgasm.  Pulling her fingers
free of her sex, Anna smiled as she watched the expression change on
Stacey's face from one of pure pleasure to one of pure disapproval.
 
 Stacey opened her eyes; why had her Mom removed her fingers and made that
wonderful feeling go away, leaving her in desperate need of release.  She
felt a tear flow down her cheek.  She'd been taken to such a high orgasmic
state and then stopped!

 
 Anna stood and looked into her eyes, she looked so helpless and in need of
her to let her cummm.  Leaning forward on her tip-toes, Anna kissed the
tear away.  As their eyes met, Anna slowly brought her lips to Stacey's and
kissed her softly on the mouth.
 
 Stacey watched as her Mom's face came closer, her image blurred as she
felt her soft, full lips meet hers; Stacey willingly accepted her kiss.
She felt her Mom's hands slip around her waist and come to rest on the flat
plain above her bottom.  The kiss became more sensual as she felt Anna's
tongue bathe her lips in a slow tongue bath.  Stacey, having ALMOST
experienced the best orgasms of her life (at least that's what she
thought), let herself go and enjoy the attention, no matter what that might
be, Anna was giving her.  Slipping her arms around Anna's neck, Stacey
offered herself totally to her Mom.
 
 Anna felt Stacey respond to her kiss; especially when she felt her tighten
her grip on the back of her neck and hold her lips tightly to hers.  The
kiss seemed to bring them closer together as it continued for some time.
Anna's hands slipped down and grasp Stacey's bottom, her cheeks felt so
warm and firm in her little hands as she began to knead the flesh.  Stacey
pushed her bottom into the hands of her Mom, enjoying her touch.
 
 Ending the kiss, Anna asked, "Does my little girl enjoy the way her Momma
touches her?"  Stacey opened her eyes and looked down at her Mom and said,
"Yes Momma, it feels wonderful!"  Stacey wasn't ashamed to admit it; she
really had enjoyed her Mom's touch.  "I think you're ready to get into the
bath now before the water gets cold," said Anna.  Stepping back, she slowly
removed her robe before her daughter; she wanted Stacey to see her naked,
knowing the effect her body had on her daughter.
 
 Stacey watched her Mom shed her robe; her body was so beautiful.  As she
openly admired her beauty, Anna smiled and said, "Do you like the way your
Momma looks?"  Cupping her breasts, she lifted them toward Stacey, "I know
how much you enjoy nursing from Momma's breasts," said Stacey as she
tweaked her swollen nipples.
 
 Stacey only nodded her agreement as she watched her Mom bring her nipples
to erection.  She loved her Mom's breasts.  Anna decided the time was right
to ask Stacey, now in her moment of weakness and need, that question she'd
been meaning to ask for a couple of days now, "Darling, I know how much you
enjoy nursing from my breasts.  Wouldn't you enjoy it even more if you
could actually feed from them, just like a real Mom would feed her baby?"
asked Anna.
 
Stacey broke off her stare and gave her Mom a puzzled look, "What do you
mean Mom?" asked Stacey.  "I want to be able to feed my little girl real
milk from my breasts.  I know you have a doctor friend who could make it
happen.  I read on the internet that a doctor can give a new Mother a shot
to help her body begin to produce milk when she has difficulty getting her
milk to start.  Won't you speak to your doctor friend for us, it would mean
a lot to your Mother Stacey, " said Anna.
 
 Stacey couldn't believe what she'd just been asked to do.  She couldn't
ask the doctor to do that; what would she say?  What excuse could she
possibly use?  The thought, however, intrigued her; what would it feel like
to be able to suckle from her Mom's breasts?  "How would I ask her?  What
would I say?" asked Stacey.  Was she really beginning to accept the idea?
 
Anna smiled at her naked daughter and said, "I want you to invite her over
to the house tomorrow for dinner and leave the rest to me.  Now come on,
let's get your bath done."  Just like that, with no discussion, the topic
was ended; Stacey was expected to do as her Mother had requested.
 
 The next morning, Stacey couldn't believe it, but she was dialing the
number of her doctor, Lisa Williams.  She'd met Lisa at one of her
husband's work functions and they'd gone out to dinner a couple of times
since.  They weren't the best of friends; more like acquaintances.  As the
number rang, she heard the receptionist answer the phone, "Hello, Dr
Williams office, how may I help you?"  Stacey froze for a moment and then
said, "Hello, this is Mrs. Craig, I was wondering if the Doctor was
available to speak with me.  Please ask her if she'd be so kind to come to
the phone."  The receptionist placed her on hold and in a couple of
minutes, Stacey heard Dr Williams say, "Hello Stacey, how have you been?
It's been a long time since we've spoken."
 
 Stacey proceeded to make small talk and then ask her if she'd be free for
dinner tonight?  Lisa told her it was short notice and she already had an
engagement for the evening with her husband, but they would be able to join
her tomorrow evening.  Stacey said, "Lisa, I was wondering if it could just
be us girls sitting around the table, would that upset you?"  Dr Williams
said it was fine.  As she hung up the phone, Stacey didn't know if she
could go through with her Mom's plan.
 
 The next morning, Stacey made arrangements for Kelly to spend the night at
a friend's.  She didn't want her around and have to try and explain what
she was doing.  She decided to prepare a simple dinner; she'd be too
nervous to try something complicated.  As the time approached, Stacey went
to her room to get dressed; as she slipped her sweats off, there was a soft
knock at the door.  Before she could say hold on, the door opened.  Not
waiting for a response, Anna simply walked in and saw Stacey standing in
her bra and panties.  "Stacey, before Dr Williams arrives, I want to make
sure you're dressed appropriately for our dinner engagement.  As your
Mother, I want to help you pick out the outfit that best highlights my
little girl's beauty."  Stacey stared at her in disbelief; is Anna really
serious?  "Anna, I don't think now is the time too"....before she could
finish her sentence, Anna broke in and said, "Stacey, I won't have you
speak to me in that manner; I decide when I assume this role, not you!  Do
you understand!"
 
 Stacey immediately noticed a change come over Anna.  She looked like she
was mad, her eyes were glaring at her; she looked like she was about to
burst.  Anna again spoke before Stacey had an opportunity to answer her
question, "If you want to continue this relationship Stacey, you'll do as
you're told, when you're told.  Have you already forgotten what you agreed
too?  Let me refresh your memory. You agreed to do everything I said; the
option to back out is no longer an option; you owe me Stacey.  Do I have to
remind you that it was you who sent me to that lesbian Beth who practically
raped me!"
 
 The guilt quickly rose up within Stacey; Anna was right.  She did send her
into the arms of a lesbian who took advantage of a minor.  She owed Anna.
She'd do what Anna said, just like she agreed to do when she signed onto
this arrangement.  In an apologetic tone, Stacey said, "I'm sorry Mom."

Anna looked at her, she wasn't going to let Stacey off that easy.  "That's
what I want to hear, and to help you remember your little indiscretion, I
think you need to punished.  Bring that chair from the vanity and place it
in the center of the room," said Anna.  Stacey stood in place, what was she
talking about needing to be punished.  "Get the chair now Stacey and put it
where I told you!"  Stacey reluctantly did as she was told.

 Anna walked over and sat on the armless chair.  Motioning for Stacey to
come over, she said, "To make sure you don't disobey me again, lay across
my lap young lady and take your punishment!" Was she serious?  I'm a grown
woman. Stacey just stood there, not complying with her Mom's guidance.
Anna stood up and grabbed Stacey by her pony tail and jerked her head back,
pulling her down as she sat down in the chair.  She literally was able to
draw Stacey across her lap into the position she had directed her to assume
earlier.  "I'll not tolerate such disobedience in my little girl," said
Anna.
 
 Stacey's head hurt from having her hair pulled.  Here she was, the adult,
lying across the lap of a teenager about to receive her first spanking, at
least as far as she could remember.  She had never spanked Kelly and
couldn't imagine what awaited her; it was that unknown and her
vulnerability that she feared most.
 
 Anna admired Stacey's backside so prominently displayed before her; her
bikini panties framing her bottom so nicely.  Reaching out, Anna placed her
hand on the back of Stacey's neck and pushed her head down further, causing
her to face the floor and her bottom to rise up into the air.  "For your
indiscretion little one, you'll receive your first spanking of probably
many if you continue to misbehave.  I'll try not to be too hard on my
little girl, but it's important you learn your lesson.  In order for me to
spank you, I'll need to move your panties to the side, said Anna.  Slipping
her fingers into the legbands of Stacey's panties, she pulled up on the
skimpy material and slipped it into the crack of her bottom, making it
appear Stacey was wearing a thong. Grasping the waistband, Anna tugged hard
on it; the effect was immediate as Stacey's head raised up into the air.
By pulling on the waistband, Anna knew she'd be drawing the crotch material
tightly into Stacey's sex, and right across her already sensitive
clitoris..  She'd intentionally placed the chair in this position, because
to her right was a free standing dressing mirror which provided her an
unobstructed view of both of them.  Looking to her right, she saw the
intended effect of her action; the lips of Stacey's sex were separated by
the crotch material of her panties...what a succulent sight it made.  She
knew what Stacey must be feeling at the moment.
 
 Anna looked down at Stacey's lovely bottom; she knew the longer she kept
her waiting, the more uncomfortable she'd become.  Placing her hand on the
small of Stacey's back, she raised her right hand into the air; just before
striking, she said, "I hope you remember that I'm doing this for you."
Before Stacey had time to consider her words, she felt the sting from her
Mom's hand as it landed harshly on the right cheek of her bottom.  Stacey's
head bolted up into the air, her long legs shooting straight out, as the
pain radiated from her bottom; across her entire body.  That really hurt,
thought Stacey. Without giving her time to recover, Anna slapped her bottom
again.  This time it was worse.  By Stacey tensing up and flexing her
buttocks, she unknowingly caused the slap to feel twice as bad.
 
 Anna continued to rein down one slap after another on Stacey's tensed
bottom.  Her flesh almost felt hot to her touch as she continued to punish
her little girl's tender bottom. Anna could see her handprints appear on
Stacey's once white bottom after each slap was applied.  Anna's hand began
to feel numb from the power of her slaps she was administering to her
little girl.
 
 Stacey had never felt such pain in her life.  Anna was merciless in her
spanking.  Tears were flowing down her cheeks.  Initially, the pain was
almost too much to bear; she begged her Mom to go easy on her..."Mom,
please, I've learned my lesson, please stop Mom, it hurts soooo much!"  But
the blows continued to fall on her sore bottom.  Then, the strangest thing
began to occur.  The pain was actually beginning to subside and in its
place, a warm glowing sensation began to occur between her legs.  The
sensation confused her; no longer was it one of pain, but the beginning of
a more pleasant feeling.  Stacey actually began to relax, the spanking now
didn't hurt like it did in the beginning; in fact, she was beginning to
enjoy it!
 
 Anna immediately felt the change in Stacey's demeanor; her bottom was no
longer tense, her globes began to shake as her hand made contact with them.
Stacey had stopped begging her to quit spanking her; her cheek now rested
against her calf, she actually felt Stacey's fingers as they began to
caress her calves; and her legs were now relaxed.
 
 Anna stopped spanking her to observe Stacey's reaction.  Anna began to
slowly knead the rosy flesh of Stacey's bottom.  She was surprised when she
felt Stacey push her bottom into her hands.  Anna smiled, her spanking had
taken its toll on Stacey.  Anna wondered if her reaction had produced the
desired effect she was hoping for; reaching down, Anna grasped the band of
material separating Stacey's bottom and removed it.  She then slipped her
fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs and
off her feet.  Her hand slowly slid up the inside of Stacey's leg, past her
calf, up along her thigh; it was then Anna felt a trace of moisture.
Pulling Stacey's thigh towards her stomach, she separated her thighs a
little farther apart.  As her fingers continued their journey upward, she
was pleased to find a very moist area, right where her thighs joined her
bottom.  Stacey was aroused from the spanking she'd just given her!
Placing her palm in an upward position, she cupped Stacey's sex, pleased to
find a very wet labia, the entire area was wet with her juices.  As she
cupped her sex, she heard Stacey moan, "I think my little girl enjoyed her
punishment a little too much.  Stacey, you are really wet between your
legs.  Did you climax from the spanking I just gave you?"
 
Stacey knew she was wet; she'd just experienced a mild orgasm. Earlier, her
body had been brought to such a high state of excitement; that the spanking
brought out this reaction in her. To her surprise, the pain initially felt
in the beginning subsided, leaving her with the most pleasant feeling
between her legs.  The more she was spanked, the wetter she became until
finally she couldn't control herself. Her orgasm came out of nowhere.  Why
would being spanked arouse her?  Did she really enjoy being spanked to the
point of actually achieving an orgasm?  Stacey never thought pain would
lead to pleasure.  Was this a new side of herself coming to the surface
that she was just discovering?  The blood flowing to her head in this
position was making her lightheaded; or was it the force of her orgasm??
 
 Anna was sure the moisture that coated her fingers was more than pre-cum.
Stacey must have just cumm!  With her legs spread, Anna continued to stroke
Stacey's sex, her fingers easily finding their target; Stacey's erect clit
at the top of her slit.  Anna used a bowling ball type of grip to cup
Stacey's sex...with her fingers entrenched deeply between her swollen
labia, Anna poised her thumb at the entrance to her sex, gently teasing it,
until she felt Stacey's inner lips spread, allowing her thumb easy access
to her warm canal.  Anna slipped her thumb in to its maximum depth, feeling
the heat radiating from the walls of her sex.  She could actually feel her
excited sex clutch at her thumb.  Stacey was really turned on.
 
 After approximately 10 slow, penetrating strokes, Anna extracted her thumb
and lightly rubbed it along the entrance to Stacey's rosebud, nestled
deeply between the well spanked cheeks of her bottom.  Anna felt her cheeks
clench, trapping her thumb.  The more Anna stroked her rosebud, the more
accustomed Stacey became to her touch.  Anna again returned her thumb to
her sex and dipped in deeply into her pool of juices; extracting the wet
digit, she returned it to Stacey's bottom, her juice acting as a lubricant
for her eventual penetration of her most private, personal area.  Posing
her thumb at the entrance, Anna pushed gently until she felt Stacey relax
enough to allow her thumb access; she was really tight thought Anna as her
thumb continued to probe her backside.
 
Stacey gasped when she felt her Mom's thumb pressing against her
bottom. This was the first time anyone had attempted to gain access to her
bottom and the sensation was not all that unpleasant.  She was surprised at
how easy her Mom was able to penetrate her bottom; once inside, the feeling
was overpowering. Stacey had never thought of this area of her body as
being an erogenous zone, but as she felt her Mom's finger slipping deeper
into her bottom, she soon learned otherwise.
 
 Anna had accomplished her goal of obtaining the bowling ball grip, her
fingers cupping her sex while stroking her clit, her thumb buried in her
bottom.  It was the fastest orgasm Stacey had ever experienced as she felt
full in both holes of her body.  Anna masterfully brought her daughter to a
powerful orgasm as she watched her squirm on her legs. Anna allowed Stacey
time to recover before having her stand.
 
 Stacey was somewhat lightheaded as she stood only in her bra before her
naked Mom still seated in the chair.  She wasn't sure if her
light-headedness was from the spanking she'd just received, or her orgasm,
or from having her head down so long.  Whatever the reason, her bottom
still felt warm and tingly, and Stacey was completely satisfied.
 
 "Now that you've received your spanking, let's get you dressed for our
Doctor friend, said Anna, I think you'll dress as my daughter tonight."
Stacey, without thinking, said "You can't be serious Anna!"  As the words
left her lips, Stacey realized she'd just committed a big mistake.

Anna looked up at her from her seat, her eyes conveyed exactly what Stacey
had feared, she'd misspoke and now she was going to pay for it.  "I see my
little girl didn't learn her lesson, and so soon after just being punished.
You disappoint me Stacey; kneel down in front of your Mother," commanded
Anna.  Stacey knew better than to disobey her Mom, as she kneeled before
her.  "Unhook that bra," commanded Anna.  Stacey reached behind her and
unhooked her bra, sliding it off her arms and laying it at her side.  Her
breasts felt swollen and her nipples tingled from the cool air in the room.
 
 "Clasp your hands behind your head Stacey, said Anna.  You are too keep
your hands clasped behind your head until I tell you to relax; now arch
your back and thrust those big tits of yours out for me!"  Stacey,
surprised by her Mom's choice of terms used to describe her body, did as
she was told.  What a sight she made, thought Anna.  "Apparently I need to
show my little girl who's the boss in this family," said Anna.  Leaning
forward, she swung her hand and slapped Stacey across her breast.  Stacey's
face grimaced as her breasts slapped together from the force of the blow;
it stung like crazy.  As her breasts jiggled violently, Anna's left hand
landed on her right breast.
 
 Stacey was fighting hard to keep her hands behind her head, the force of
her Mom's slaps were getting harder. Slap after slap hit their target;
Stacey's breasts were a bright pink now, and yet her nipples were beginning
to respond to the contact.  Stacey found those feelings begin to stir in
her loins; she was becoming excited again.  Involuntarily, she arched her
back out a little further.  Her actions didn't go unnoticed by Anna as she
was surprised to see her breasts being pushed out even further; it was as
if Stacey was offering her a better target to hit.  Anna, not to disappoint
her little girl, reacted by increasing the speed and power of her blows;
Stacey's breasts were literally crashing into one another.
 
After about 2 minutes of breast slapping, Anna stopped, not because she
wanted too, but because her arms were getting tired.  Stopping, Anna
surveyed her work, Stacey's breasts were decorated with her handprints all
over them, but most interesting was the state of Stacey's nipples.  There
were dark red, almost purplish in color and were extended at least a half
an inch.
 
 Stacey, still with her hands behind her head, watched as her Mom leaned
forward and said, "Stacey, I hope you understand now that I will not
tolerate your disobedience!"  As she spoke, her fingers were busy tweaking
and pulling on each of Stacey's sensitive nipples.  Stacey managed to keep
her hands locked behind her head; her Mom's magical fingers kept up their
nipple massage for over a minute.  "I think it's time to get ready for our
guest Stacey, are you going to let me pick out the outfit you're going to
wear this evening?" asked Anna.  Stacey found it hard to speak, her nipples
felt so wonderful, they were so hard and standing out farther than she'd
ever seen them in her life, "Yes Mother, I'll wear whatever you want me
too."