Date: Fri, 14 Jun 2002 16:46:44 -0500
From: B. S. Morrison <weegirl2002@hotmail.com>
Subject: Precocious Maria - 6


PRECOCIOUS MARIA -- 6         by     Bonnie
(ff, FFf, inc)

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Bonnie appears to be nearing the crossroads.  Her own emotions are close to
being out of control, and her mother is becoming suspicious of what she does
every Saturday.  This story contains profanity and sexual innuendo (nice
word).  You can give it whatever rating you like.

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                                    PRECOCIOUS MARIA -- PART 6

     After Bonnie left the Walsh residence, Jenny and Sam returned to
Jenny's bedroom and lay on the bed together.  Jenny was thinking about
Bonnie, about her crying earlier, and about her emotional detachment so
evident in her actions during their sexual romp.  Jenny started to say
something to Sam about her observations, but decided that she probably
wouldn't really understand much of it.  Her mind was still naïve to the ways
of the world and to the emotional stress that hung over situations like she
and Sam were now experiencing.  She turned to her daughter and put her arms
around her, pulling her close.  "Sam, I hope Bonnie's mood didn't upset you.
  I think she's got a lot of pressure about her schoolwork."  Jenny took one
of Sam's breasts in her hand and began to fondle it lightly.

     Sam turned to her mother's embrace, snuggling against her warm, soft
body and began fondling Jenny's breasts.  "No, it's okay.  I guess she's
okay now, isn't she?"

     Jenny sighed and felt the sexual excitement returning to her body as
Sam caressed her.  "I hope so, honey.  I sure hope so."  She felt Sam's
mouth close over her hard nipple, and she gave in to the growing arousal
being raised by her daughter's attentions to her breast and also between her
legs.  "Oh, god, honey!  I love the way you make Mommy feel!"  Sam's sucking
and fingering became more insistent.

     As Bonnie drove toward the school, she began to think about her
emotional outburst, and tried to figure out what could have prompted it.
She thought about the admission Jenny had made that morning as they sat
drinking coffee.  Jenny had begun by saying that she had been very reluctant
to have Bonnie come to the house that first time, but had done so to appease
her daughter.  She went on to say that what they had done that day shocked
her as she reflected on it, but she said she was also very aroused, and
desired more.  Bonnie listened closely as Jenny described how, when she was
a young girl, she continually had sexual fantasies about her own mother, and
always hoped that she could figure out a way to seduce her, and how that
idea was finally quashed once and for all the day that her mother caught her
masturbating while looking at a photo of her mother in a swimsuit.  She said
that she finally succumbed to her lustful desire for Sam just the previous
night when Sam had drawn her into having sex while her husband was just
downstairs in the study, on the phone.  She concluded by saying that her
physical desire for Sam was so great that she was willing to risk being
caught just to satisfy her sexual craving.  As Bonnie listened, she started
to feel guilty, as if she were to blame for Jenny's new sexual behavior.
Bonnie told herself that she couldn't be blamed for what had happened.
After all, Jenny had freely admitted her past sexual desire for her mother,
so it wasn't like she was responsible for what Sam had started with her
mother.  All of it made her feel very uneasy, even though she really didn't
believe that any of it was her fault.

     Bonnie pulled into the parking lot at the school and looked around for
Irene's car but didn't see it anywhere.  She parked and went into the
sciences building and went to the lab room.  The room was locked and she
appeared to be the only one in the building.  She stood there for a minute,
then decided to just go on home.  She really wasn't in the right frame of
mind to be working in the lab anyway.

     The uneasiness she felt continued to invade her consciousness, but she
tried to put it out of her mind.

     Her mother's car was in the driveway when Bonnie arrived home.  She was
surprised to see it, because her mother was supposed to have been gone until
early evening.  She parked next to it and went inside.

     "Mom, are you home?"  Bonnie went into the kitchen, then on into the
living room.  Her mother called to her from the bedroom.  "Yes, I'm here.  I
have a telephone message for you."  Her mother came into the living room and
handed Bonnie a slip of paper.  "Mrs. Jamison called and asked that you call
her as soon as you are home."

     Bonnie took the paper with the phone number on it.  "Did she say what
she wanted?"  The uneasy feeling returned.

     "No, honey, she didn't say.  She just asked me to have you call her as
soon as you can.  She sounded pretty upset.  Do you have any idea what she
might want?"

     "No, I don't.  I'll call her in a minute.  I'm surprised that she's
home.  They are hardly ever home on the weekend.  And speaking of not being
home, how come you're home already?"

     "Margaret started feeling ill and wanted to go home, so I decided to
return with her, to make sure she was going to be all right.  I stayed over
there for a while, then came on home when she started to feel better.  She
acts like she has hypoglycemia."

     "I'm  sorry to hear she's not feeling well, and I'm sorry your outing
was cut short.  I know you were looking forward to this one today."  Bonnie
gathered up her things and went to her room to place the call.

     "Hello, Mrs. Jamison.  This is Bonnie.  Mom said you wanted me to
call."

     "Oh, hello Bonnie.  Thanks for calling me back."  A moment of silence
ensued before Mrs. Jamison began speaking.

     "Bonnie, I have some disturbing news to tell you."  Bonnie's heart
skipped a beat as the uneasiness she had been feeling all afternoon nearly
overwhelmed her for an instant.

     Before Bonnie could respond, the woman continued.  "Mr. Jamison and I
had a fight at the airport today, and I decided to come back home.  When I
got here, I found Sherry and Maria on Maria's bed.  They were both naked,
and they were having sex."  She paused to let this sink in.

     Bonnie cleared her throat and spoke in a somewhat strained tone.  "You
mean they were actually having sex?  Real sex?"

     "Yes, it was real sex, Bonnie.  They were performing oral sex on each
other, at the same time, umm, a 69, I think it's called."

     "Oh my!  I don't know what to say."

     "Yes, I know what you mean.  Neither did I.  I just stood there
watching until finally I told them to stop.  Then I went to my bedroom to
try and compose myself.  Maria came in and I told her to send Sherry in to
see me.  When Sherry came in I told her to leave the house and never come
back.  Maria was crying and upset when she heard that, and I told Sherry
just to go and we would try and sort out everything later.  After she left,
I went to Maria's room and found her on her bed, still naked.  And this time
she was masturbating!  God, Bonnie, I don't know what to do!  I asked her to
stop, and she ignored me.  She just kept on for several minutes.  My god, I
think I must be going insane from all of this, Bonnie!  She asked me to
undress and let her watch me masturbate!  I have to get her into counseling,
somehow.  She thinks it's okay to do thiese things, and no amount of talking
has persuaded her to do otherwise.  I'm just worried that counseling won't
help her any, since she wants to do these sexual things now.  Oh, and I
discovered that she has started wetting herself, too.  Oh, god, of all
things, and now my husband and I are having problems!"  The woman was close
to tears as she stopped talking.

     Bonnie was so surprised by all of this that she was at a loss for
anything to say.  Finally she broke the silence.  "I don't know how I can
help you, Mrs. Jamison, but I'll do whatever I can.  Just let me know how I
can help."

     The woman stifled her tears and replied.  "Thank you, Bonnie.  I know I
shouldn't be burdening you with any of this.  After all, you have school and
so many other things to be concerned with."

     "Don't worry about any of that.  I just want to do whatever I can to
help."

     The woman was silent for a bit, then spoke tentatively.  "Do you, um,
do you think you might be able to come over here for a bit?  I really could
stand to have some company.  I don't like being here alone right at this
time."

     "Where is Maria?  Isn't she there?"

     "She left the house a while ago, saying she was going to Sherry's.   I
tried to stop her, but that girl is so stubborn and independent!"

     "Well, okay, Sure, I can come over for a while.  I have a few things to
do here first, but I should be able to come in about an hour, or sooner.
Would that be okay?"

     "Oh, yes!  That would be fine, Bonnie!  Thank you so much for being
here during this time of need.  I don't know what I would do, otherwise."

     "Well, okay, I'll be along pretty soon.  I'll see you in a bit."

     "Okay.  Goodbye, and thanks again, Bonnie."

     So, maybe this is what has been bothering me today, she thought to
herself.  At least it seemed that Maria hadn't divulged any of Bonnie's
participation to her mother.  That was a great relief to Bonnie, who
brightened up a little, thinking that.  She got up off her bed and went into
the living room, looking for her mother, to tell her she was going over the
the Jamison's for a bit.  She found her mother in the kitchen, having a
glass of tea.  "Oh, there you are, Mom.  I talked to Mrs. Jamison, and she
wants me to come over for a while.  It seems that she and her husband are
having some trouble, and she asked me if I would come over and keep her
company for a bit.  Is it okay?"

     "Sure, honey.  You go on over there and be with her.  It's good that
she thinks enough of you to ask.  Oh, I nearly forgot!  I talked to Grandma
Betty today and told her about the two-week trip I'm making, and she said
she will come and help you with the kids while I'm gone."

     "Oh, that sounds great!  I miss Gram so much!  So, when will she be
coming?"

     "She said she would come down on Wednesday, so she'll have a day or two
to get to know the girls before I have to leave.  She said to tell you that
she misses you very much and is excited about getting to see you again."

     This news did, indeed, cheer up Bonnie's sagged spirits.  Her maternal
grandmother had been her special confidante for so long; maybe she would be
able to talk to her about some of what had been going on and get things
sorted out for herself.  Yes, she was made very happy by this news.

     She decided to call Jenny before she went to the Jamison's, so she went
to her room for some privacy while using the phone.  The phone rang several
times, and finally Jenny answered.

     "Hello?"  She spoke with a somewhat shaky voice.

     "Hi Jenny.  It's me.  Bonnie.  Hope I'm not disturbing anything."

     "Oh, hi Bonnie!  No, we were finished, finally."  Jenny giggled at her
remark.

     "God, you girls never quit."  Bonnie giggled a little.

     "Bonnie, last night, and today, have been liberating for me.  I finally
accepted myself for the way I am, and I know that this is what I've wanted
all along.  I just wouldn't let myself admit it, but now that I have, I feel
like I'M twelve years old again!  Sam has brought a joy to my life that I
thought I would never experience.  And please don't be blaming yourself,
because I now know without a doubt that I wanted this to happen, regardless
of anything else.  I'm just so glad that it happened now, and not much
later, or never.  I've worried that you might think it's your fault about
us, but please don't think that way.  Quite the contrary.  You've only added
to my joy, and I love you for being a part of that."

     "I'm glad to hear you say that, because I know that you two love each
other very much, and I know that it's something that Sam has wanted for a
long time."

     "God, Bonnie, we can't keep our hands off each other.  Or our tongues."
  Bonnie could hear a little noise in the background.  "Speaking of Sam,
she's right here acting like a starved child again.  Ooohhhh honey, quit!
Oh Bonnie, she's between my legs licking me again.  Oh, honey, quit!  I'm
trying to talk to Bonnie!  Can't you wait until I get off the phone?"

     "It sounds like the fun continues, but I need to ask you something,
Jenny.  Maybe you could get Sam to hold up for a bit."

     "Oohhhh!!  Okay.  Sam, stop it right now!  Bonnie needs to ask me
something, so just cool it for a minute.  Okay, now Bonnie, what is it?"

     "I got a call from Mrs. Jamison today, and she said she caught Sherry
and Maria having sex.  She has told Sherry not to ever come around again,
and she's really distraught over the whole thing.  She asked me to come over
and be with her for a while.  She doesn't know about me and Maria, as far as
I know at this moment.  I guess I'll find out when I get there.  But what I
wanted to ask is how well you know her and how you think I should react when
she starts talking about what happened."

     "Oh, god.  I was afraid something like that was going to happen.  Well,
Barbara tries to act very straight-laced, but really she can be pretty loose
sometimes, in the right circumstances.  She's not promiscuous or anything
like that, but she can act pretty sexy, and she is pretty sexy, from what
I've seen of her.  I can imagine what she was saying to you about what
happened.  She probably acted offended by what Sherry and Maria were doing,
right?"

     "Yes, she did.  She tried to act outraged.  She also told me that later
on, after things had calmed down, she went into Maria's room and found her
in there masturbating, and, of course, that just started things all over
again."

     "Well, you shouldn't worry about anything.  She won't get cute or
anything, so don't be uptight about anything.  Remind her of the usual
things, that girls masturbate and want to experiment when they're that age.
You can tell her that I've been comfortable with Sam masturbating for a long
time now.  See what she thinks of that.  Barbara and I are pretty close, so
I can pretty much anticipate what she'll do and say.  She's having trouble
with Philip right now, too.  And now this thing with Maria.  Well, honey,
let me know if I can help any.  I'd be glad to talk to her if you can't
convince her to give the girl some breathing room."

     "Okkay, jenny.  Thanks for the tips.  I'll let you get back to other
things now."  She giggled a little, and Jenny started giggling.

     "Okay, Bonnie.  See you later."

     Bonnie picked up her purse and headed out of her bedroom.  "I'm going
over to the Jamison's now, Mom.  I'll be back in a while."

     "Okay, honey.  I'm planning to have dinner ready about 6."

     Bonnie glanced at her watch.  3:15 p.m.  "That sounds good.  I'll be
here."

     When Bonnie arrived at the Jamison's, she was feeling a little nervous,
even though Jenny had told her not to worry.  She rang the bell and waited.
Barbara Jamison opened the door and ushered her in.

     "Hello, Bonnie.  I'm so glad that you could come over.  Come on in the
living room."  She led the way into the room next to the entrance.  "Please
sit down and make yourself comfortable.  May I get you something to drink?"

     "Thanks.  I'd like some tea if you have any made."

     "Sure.  Wait here and I'll be right back."

     Bonnie watched the dark-haired woman walk toward the kitchen.  She
noticed the woman's shapely hips.  No wonder Maria is after her, she
thought.  She's a very attractive woman.

     As Mrs. Jamison returned with tea for them both, Bonnie looked at her
front side.  She was a well-shaped woman, with average-size breasts and very
nice thighs, from what Bonnie could tell.  Her hair was cut to just above
her shoulders and was straight with no waves.  Her lips were full, very
sensuous and soft-looking.  She wasn't smiling, but Bonnie could imagine how
a big smile would light up her pretty face.

     Bonnie decided to start the conversation.  "I'm very sorry that you and
Mr. Jamison are having difficulty, Mrs.Jamison.  Situations like that are
hard on everyone involved."

     "Thank you for your concern, Bonnie.  And please call me Barbara.  Mrs.
Jamison is too formal."

     "Okay, Barbara.  So, is Maria home now?"

     "Yes, she's upstairs in her room.  She returned from Sherry's about 15
minutes ago and went directly upstairs, without saying one word."

     "This has been quite a day for all of you.  I'm so sorry that it
happened."

     "I'm at a loss to know what to do.  Maria is such a headstrong young
girl, and I can't seem to be able to reason with her about much of anything,
especially this sort of thing."

     "Well, I can tell you what my grandmother told me when she caught me
masturbating."

     "This is hardly just a case of masturbation, Bonnie."

     "Yes, I know, but that's a part of it all.  Maria is at the age where
her body is changing and she wants to know more about these changes.  I'm
not telling you anything you don't know, and I'm not trying to talk down, so
please don't be upset by my words.  Maria has talked to me several times
about sexual matters, asking questions and such.  She is curious and wants
to know what it's about.  She's a lot farther ahead of other girls her age,
and that's the problem, in my opinion.  It's not the nature of her
questions, but that fact that they're coming from such a young girl."

     "What kinds of things has she asked you?"

     "Well, things about masturbation and other kinds of sex.  I've told her
repeatedly that she should be asking you these questions.  After all, you
are her mother and mothers are the ones who provide the answers.  Have you
ever talked to her about sex?"

     "I've tried.  Believe me, I've tried, but every time we started to have
that conversation, it would always turn out that she tried to touch me."

     "Maybe she's just trying to show her love for you.  She's the kind of
person who likes touching.  She touches me all the time.  At first, I was a
little put off by her always having her hands on me, but I know that it's
just the way she is, and I don't mind."

     "Well, she has tried touching me inappropriately.  That's what I mean."

     "She did tell me that she has touched your breasts.  She has touched
mine, telling me that mine are bigger than yours.  I tried to discourage
her, but later realized that she wasn't meaning anything wrong by it.  I
even let her look at mine."

     "You exposed yourself to her?  Bonnie, I thought you were trying to
help me in this matter by not letting her do those things."

     "Barbara, my grandmother told me that our thoughts and actions about
sex are natural as we mature.  The day she caught me masturbating, she told
me that I shouldn't be ashamed of what I was doing, that it is a normal
thing for young girls, for girls of all ages to do.  She even showed me how,
by doing it to me.  I'm not suggesting that you masturbate your daughter,
but I would ask you to think about all of this and think back to your
younger years and what you felt and did, and understand that Maria is no
different than every other girl in her age group.  Jenny Walsh tol d me that
Sam has been masturbating for about two years, that she knows about.  She
caught her one day, and didn't make an issue of it, but instead told Sam
pretty much what my grandmother told me that day."

     "But what about the business with Sherry?  What about that?  What am I
supposed to do about that, just forget it ever happened?"

     "Well, you could.  After all, didn't you ever wonder what sex would be
like with another girl?  I know that was shocking for you, but I really
believe the shock resulted not from the act itself, but from the fact that
it's a ten-year-old girl involved.  Kids mature so much faster now than ever
before.  I'm barely a legal adult, but I can see how the young kids are a
lot wiser now, in just a short time since I was one of them.  Please just
try to understand that Maria is testing the limits, your limits and her own.
  She has a twenty-year-old mind in a ten-year-old body."

     Bonnie could see that Barbara was about to cry.  She went over to her
and put her arm around the woman's shoulders.

     "I'm crying out of frustration," Barbara said.  "I want to do the right
thing for her, but I want her to see the error of her ways, too.  Bonnie, I
just can't condone her having sex.  At her age?  The way she's going, she
could be pregnant by the time she's 11, all in the name of
`experimentation', and I certainly don't want that to happen."

     "If you could just talk to her in a way that she would accept.  I know
that she loves you.  She's told me that many times, but at the same time
she's also told me that you are always on her back about everything.  That's
the way she perceives it, anyway.  One of my professors told us once that we
all have perceptions about things which may not be correct, so it's up to
those who are responsible for our perceptions to be sure and present us with
a picture which clearly defines the situation, so that we don't misperceive
the intent of the picture.  I hope that makes sense."

     Barbara got up from her chair and hugged Bonnie.  "Oh, Bonnie, I feel
so overwhelmed by everything right now!  I want to do the right thing, and I
hope you can help me to do that."  They stood with their arms around each
other, and Bonnie felt her nipples getting hard.  She wasn't wearing a bra,
and her thin t-shirt was doing little to conceal the fact.  Barbara seemed
oblivious to Bonnie's hardening, large nipples pressing against her own
breasts.  After another minute, the women separated and Barbara offered to
get Bonnie more tea.  Bonnie was trying not to be obvious in her attempt to
cover her chest, so she readily accepted the offer for the refill.  Barbara
took the glasses and headed to the kitchen, giving Bonnie a chance to calm
down.

     When Barbara returned with fresh drinks, she noticed Bonnie's nipples,
still fairly erect and showing clearly through her t-shirt.  She began to
wonder if Bonnie was gay, and her head spun wondering if their hugging had
turned her on and had made her nipples so erect.  It wasn't cool in the
house, she noted.  Barbara recalled the question from Bonnie asking if she
had ever wondered what sex with another girl would be like.  Even though she
was shocked by seeing Maria and Sherry locked in sexual bliss, the sight WAS
erotic.  She had never seen two females engaged in sex that way before, or
any other way for that matter.  It did shock her, but it also was a little
arousing.  And, now, as she noticed Bonnie's hard nipples, she realized that
the feeling had returned, and seemed to be concentrated between her legs.
All of these thoughts flashed through her mind as she sipped her tea and
looked at Bonnie's still-erect nipples.

     Bonnie noticed that Barbara was looking at her chest.  She knows I got
turned on by her, she thought.  God, this is going from bad to worse.
Bonnie sat sipping her tea and looking at Barbara's open knees.  The woman
was wearing a skirt that reached to just above the knee, until she sat down.
  Now it was well up her thighs, those lovely thighs that she had noticed
earlier.  Surely she realizes that her skirt is riding up and she's sitting
with her legs apart.  God, I can almost see her panties!  Bonnie couldn't
take her eyes from Barbara's smooth thighs, which appeared to have opened
another degree or so.  Bonnie could now see the crotch of Barbara's panties
which covered what Bonnie could tell was a very puffy vulva.

     Bonnie was afraid that her veiled looks at Barbara's exposed panty
crotch were becoming conspicuous, so she decided she'd better get up and
move about.  She looked at Barbara's face and noticed that the woman was
furtively looking at her prominent nipples.  It seemed to the younger woman
that her own panty crotch was in danger of reaching the saturation point, so
she knew she needed to act right then.  "Barbara, would you mind if I went
up and talked to Maria for a few minutes?  I'll try to make her understand
your feelings and concerns, that she needs to consider them and think before
she acts from now on."

     Barbara's face brightened a bit.  "Yes, that would be good.  She looks
up to you so much, Bonnie.  I would greatly appreciate your help along those
lines."

     "Okay, I'll see what I can do.  And, about the other matter, your
husband, I know that you and Jenny Walsh are close friends, and I'm certain
that she would be more than willing to do whatever she can to support you.
She has said so many good things about you during our conversations, that it
makes me think she would be the perfect choice of someone to confide in."

     "You're right about that, Bonnie.  Jenny and I are very close friends.
I haven't wanted to bother her with any of this, though, but do you think
she would mind talking to me about everything?"

     "I know she would be happy to.  In fact, I'm sure that she would feel
hurt if you didn't want to talk to her about things.  Give her a call."

     Suddenly, Barbara found herself going over to Bonnie and taking the
younger woman in her arms and kissing her on the lips.  It wasn't a kiss of
passion, but one more of friendship.  Bonnie was surprised by this action,
but quickly put her arms around Barbara and kissed her back.  They stood
together, holding each other closely.  Bonnie's big nipples sprung to life,
thrusting out against the thin material of her t-shirt.  Barbara could feel
them through her blouse and the thin bra she was wearing, and her nipples
reacted.  She was enjoying the feel of Bonnie's voluptuous body against her
thinner frame.  She spoke softly.  "Bonnie, you are such a lovely young
woman.  I'm beginning to understand why Maria is so captivated by you."  She
pressed her hardened nipples into Bonnie's soft breasts, letting her know
that this was exciting for her.  Bonnie kissed her again, this time
lingering for several seconds longer than the first kiss, while pressing
herself tightly against the woman.

     Bonnie pulled her mouth from Barbara's and said,  "I very much
appreciate the compliment, Barbara.  And I'm beginning to understand that
Maria has a very lovely mother."

     Barbara looked deeply into Bonnie's eyes, then kissed her once more,
this time letting her tongue slip into Bonnie's open and waiting mouth.
They kissed with their tongues for well over a minute before Barbara pulled
her head back, breathing heavily.  Bonnie, if this continues anyh longer,
I'll not be responsible for my actions.."  She took her arms from around
Bonnie and let them rest at her sides.

     Bonnie reached down and put her hands on Barbara's buttocks, pulling
her hips close to her own, then kissing the woman once more.  The older
woman didn't resist, but didn't make any overt moves until Bonnie reached
down and took hold of the skirt hem.  "No, Bonnie.  Let's stop this now
before we both wind up doing something very foolish, something that I would
certainly regret if Maria were to come in here and find us like this.   You
are a beautiful and most desirable young woman, but we have to stop now."
Barbara stepped away from Bonnie and went over to a chair.  "Please go on up
and talk to Maria, now."

     "Yes, of course you're right.  I'm sorry, Barbara.  I didn't mean to
get carried away."

     "I understand, Bonnie.  We both got a little carried away.  It's okay."

     Bonnie composed herself and left the room, heading upstairs to Maria's
room.  She knocked on the closed door and called to the girl.  "Maria, it's
Bonnie.  May I come in?"

     Maria jumped off the bed and ran to the door when she heard Bonnie's
voice.  She threw open the door and flung herself into Bonnie's open arms.
"Oh Bonnie!  I'm so glad you're here!"

     Bonnie hugged her tightly as they stood in the doorway, not moving.
Maria started to cry, and Bonnie stroked her hair and pulled her as close as
she could.  "It's okay, little one.  Everything is going to be okay.  Don't
you worry."  She held the girl until Maria managed to stem the flow of
tears, then they went into her room and closed the door.

     Maria told Bonnie everything that had happened that day, ending up by
saying that Sherry had been ugly to her because of what Barbara Jamison had
told her.  "I guess now she's not going to be my friend anymore, Bonnie.
She acts like this is all my fault, that it was my fault that Mom came back
home and found us."

     "Maria, it doesn't matter whose fault it was.  In this case you were
both at fault, although you had no reason to believe that your mother would
be coming back home, so I can understand that part.  And this really isn't
about the sex, either.  Your mother is worried that you will do something to
hurt yourself or get some kind of disease, or something.  That's what this
is all about.  I really don't believe that your mother cares so much that
you and Sherry were having sex.  You must remember that you are only 10
years old, and for you to be so sexual already is a mahor shock to your
mother.  She and I had a long talk, and I think that she now has a better
understanding of why you are doing what you do.  So, I'm going to ask you to
do a couple of things, to help restore peace in your family.  First off, you
have to quit hitting on your mom all the time.  This is just between you and
me.  Remember that and don't repeat it to anyone else.  I do think that your
mother may want to try sex with another female.  Don't start asking me a
bunch of questions, because I can't answer them, and I'm not going to answer
them, so just don't ask.  Anyway, I want you to just cool things for a
while.  Give your mom time to get used to the idea that you enjoy sex, sex
with other girls.  Also, I want you to come downstairs with me and tell your
mom you're sorry for what happened.  I know you love her, so tell her you
do.  Hug her, and kiss her, but, don't be trying to feel her up all the
time!  Just remember, she has to have time to get used to who you are now
and what you like.  So, is it a deal?"

     The whole time Bonnie was talking, Maria was listening intently.  She
nodded her head affirmatively, and they got up from the bed to go
downstairs.

     "Here, let me have a look at you.  You could stand to wash your face
first.  Maria went into the bathroom and washed her face and brushed her
teeth.  When she returned to the bedroom, Bonnie pulled her close and kissed
her, saying a few more words of encouragement.  Then they went downstairs to
find Barbara.

     Barbara was still sitting in the living room when they entered.  Maria
stood for a second before walking over to her mother.  Barbara looked up at
her, and they just looked at each other for a minute.   Then Maria spoke up.
  "Mom, I'm sorry for what happened today.  I love you and wouldn't ever do
anything on purpose to hurt you."  Barbara could see the tears welling up in
her eyes, and she got up and put her arms around her daughter.  Within a
second, both of them were sobbing as they clutched each other.  Finally,
Barbara got herself under control.

     Honey, I love you very much, too.  That's why I've tried to keep you
from hurting yourself with all of this business.  I know that you're a
growing young woman, and you have questions and concerns about yourself.  I
know I haven't been a very good mother because I haven't helped you through
these times like I should have.  I hope we can start over and you'll let me
be a part of your life again.  I promise not to be snoopy or anything like
that.  I just want you to understand that Mommy has been very worried about
you.  I've worried that you could get into real trouble because of your
desires, maybe by making the wrong people aware of how you feel, physically.
  You don't want to get pregnant, or catch some disease that could really
harm you , or even kill you."

     Maria had her face buried in her mother's breast and had her arms
around her waist, with her hands resting on the woman's butt.  Barbara had
her arms around Maria as she talked to her, and her hands were kneading the
girl's butt.  Bonnie wondered if Maria had ever been so close to her
mother's breasts before.  Barbara moved slightly, causing Maria's face to
slide over to her mothre's left breast and pulling her blouse tight across
the right one.  Bonnie could plainly see the hard nipple as it pushed
against the thin material of the blouse.  Maria had stopped crying and was
now squeezing her mother's buttocks.  Bonnie noticed that Maria also had her
mouth over her mother's breast, right where the nipple would be, and she
appeared to actually be sucking it through the fabric.  She looked at
Barbara's face and saw that she had her eyes closed.  Her hips were moving
against Maria, in a barely discernible humping motion.  All of this combined
to arouse Bonnie, and she walked over and put her arms around both of them,
whispering to Barbara, "Let it happen.  Let your emotion take you where
you've never been, but always wanted to be.  Please, Barbara, let yourself
go and let it happen for both  of you."  As Bonnie spoke, she moved to where
she was obliquely behind Barbara.  She reached under the woman's arm and
cupped her full breast, manipulating the erect nipple through the blouse.
Barbara began moaning softly and humping Maria more discernibly.  Bonnie
opened the blouse, then pulled it out of the waistband of her skirt and
reached inside to unhook her bra.  When it was loose, Maria moved the cups
aside and took the naked breast into her hungry mouth.  Bonnie then reached
down to Barbara's skirt hem and raised it, then put her hand on the woman's
now soaked crotch.  Maria stopped sucking on the breast and looked at her
mother's face.  "I love you, Mom.  Please love me back.  Please?"

     The combined effects of Maria's sucking and Bonnie's fingers in her
pussy had Barbara nearing her orgasm.  She had abandoned any idea of
resistance and had given herself totally to the feelings being produced in
her body.  At that moment, she realized that she had never before
experienced such extreme pleasure as she was feeling right then.  Her
vaginal muscles began their undulating rhythm, over and over again, as the
powerful orgasm rocked her very soul.  She held Maria's face to her breast,
and Bonnie's diligent fingers to her swollen clit, as she let out a long,
throaty moan before sagging against her blissful tormenters.

     Bonnie and Maria guided Barbara to the couch and laid her down.  The
woman was totally spent.  She lay unmoving, her breathing still somewhat
ragged.  She heard Bonnie tell Maria that she would go and get her mother's
bed turned down so they could put her in it.  Barbara was quite content to
stay just where she was; her body was tingling all over as she luxuriated in
the afterglow of her orgasm.  At long last, she had experienced the ultimate
in sexual pleasure-female to female-and it took her own 10-year-old daughter
and this young woman with the luscious body to show her how.

     When Bonnie returned, she found Maria in the kitchen making her mother
a glass of tea.  She offered some to Bonnie, who declined, saying that she
would have to be going home before long, but first she wanted to get Barbara
upstairs and in bed.  She followed Maria into the living room, where Barbara
was sitting up on the couch, her clothes disheveled, but a very satisfied
smile on her face.  Maria went over and kissed her mother before handing her
the glass.  "Here, Mom.  From me, with love."  She leaned over and kissed
her mother once more, then sat down beside her.

     Barbara took a sip of the tea, then called Bonnie to come and sit on
the other side of her  After Bonnie had taken her seat, Barbara turned and
kissed Maria, then turned and kissed Bonnie.  "I don't really know how to
say this, you two, but I do have to thank you for showing me how wrong I've
been about everything."  She turned to address Maria.  "Honey, I feel so
terrible about how I've treated you.  I hope you can find it in your heart
to forgive me."  She put her hand on Maria's thigh and squeezed it.

     "Mom, I've been worried for a long time that you didn't love me any
more, but now I know that you do, and I want you to know that I love you
with all my heart."  Maria leaned over to her mother and kissed her
passionately on the mouth.  The woman pulled her daughter close to her and
returned her fevered kiss.  Maria slid her hand down between her mother's
legs and ran her fingers over the sodden panties.  Barbara opened her legs
and thrust her hips against Maria's hand.  "MMMMMM honey, that feels so
good.  Mommy's panties feel wet.  Are they?"

     "Yeah, Mom.  They're soaking.  Did you pee yourself?"

     Barbara's face turned red for a bit.  "No, honey, I didn't pee in my
pants.  That seems to be your specialty, isn't it?"  Barbara giggled a
little.

     "Aw, Mom.  I--."  Maria didn't know how to answer, so she just went
quiet.

     "It's alright, honey.  I don't know what kind of thrill it gives you,
but if it feels good, do it, someone once said."  She then turned to Bonnie,
who had her hands between her legs and was rocking gently.  "Bonnie, I don't
know  how to thank you for your help today.  I took your suggestion and
called Jenny while you were talking to Maria.  Between the two of you, I now
understand all of what has happened, to both Maria and myself.  She told me
all about her relationship with Sam.  God, I have to say I was stunned at
first, but the more she explained, the better I could see why things happen
the way they do.  She, and you, too, have made me realize that, when people
love each other, expressing their love sexually is a natural extension.  She
also told me that you've been involved with them.  All of this is pretty
bewildering at the moment, but just give me a little time for everything to
sink in.  But I know right now I'm with the two people I love the most in
the whole world."  She leaned over and kissed Bonnie on the mouth while
taking one of her large breasts in her hand and feeling of its softness.
"God, you have such beautiful breasts!"  Bonnie took one of her hands from
between her legs and cupped Barbara's bare breast, rolling the nipple
between her fingers and briging it to full erection.  Maria hugger her
mother and kissed her shoulder and neck as the two women continued kissing,
then she got on the floor in front of her mother and stuck her head up under
the hem of the skirt until her face was pressed into her mother's upper
thighs and lower abdomen.  When Barbara felt Maria's face on her, she made a
noise of slight disapproval.  Bonnie ended the kiss and lovingly urged
Barbara to let Maria continue.

     "Barbara, she wants to show you how much she loves you.  Please.  Let
her give you her love.  Move forward for her."

     Without a word, Barbara did as Bonnie asked.  She moved herself to the
edge of the couch and spread her legs for her daughter.  Maria moaned
joyfully and immediately put her mouth on the crotch of her mother's slick
panties, tasting the sweet cream for the first time.  At long last, her
dream had come true!  The excitement coursing through her young body was so
powerful that she wondered if she was about to faint.

     Barbara lifted her skirt so she could see her daughter.  As she watched
and felt the girl's mouth on her, tears of joy began flowing down her
cheeks.  Her heart was bursting with love for her daughter; she was so
overcome with the multitude of emotions bombarding her mind and body that
she leaned over into Bonnie and began sobbing.

     Maria stopped and looked at her mother when she heard the woman
sobbing.  "Mom!!  What's wrong!!"  She came up to her mother's face, kissing
her and wiping the tears from her cheeks.  "Mom, tell me what's wrong!!
What did I do?"

     Bonnie moved over to Maria and took her in her arms.  "It's okay,
honey.  You didn't do anything wrong, just everything right.  Your mother is
overcome by the love she is feeling for you right now.  That's what is
happening, Maria.  Your mother loves you so much that she is crying out of
happiness.  Don't be upset.  She'll be fine in a minute.  Just hold her and
show her how much you love her, too."  She turned the girl loose, and Maria
lay down beside her mother and held her.  "Mom, I do love you so very much!!
  Please don't cry.  It makes me want to cry, and I don't want to, so please
stop crying and let me kiss you."

     Barbara turned her body to face Maria and held her close.  In a minute
she stopped crying and they kissed.  Bonnie fished in her purse for a tissue
and handed it to Barbara.  "Wait honey.  Let Mommy blow her nose so I don't
get stuff all over you."  She used the tissue, then pulled her daughter
tightly to her.  "Oh honey, Mommy loves you morethan anything in this
world!!  I know that you must be very, very happy now, and so am I.  I want
us to enjoy this day like none other we've ever had together, just the two
of us.  But I don't want to be rude to Bonie!"  She looked over at the young
woman and extended her hand to her.  Bonnie moved over and lay down on the
other side of Barbara, who had scooted over against Maria, who was pressed
against the back of the sofa.  Bonnie stood up for a minute and quickly
removed her clothes, then lay back down against Barbara.  She pulled the
woman's blouse up and pressed her bare breasts with their rigid nipples
against the woman's bare back.  Bonnie moved off the edge of the sofa for a
minute and had Maria turn around so that she and her mother were head to
toe, then she lay back down by the woman.  Barbara lifted one leg and Maria
put her face into her mother's crotch and began to  suck at her wet panties.
  It was a little awkward with all three of them together, so Bonnie got up,
allowing Barbara to turn over more on her back, clearing the way for Maria
to more easily eat her mother's pussy through the panties.  Maria straddled
her mother and knelt down with her exposed butt in the air.  Bonnie leaned
over Barbara's face, letting her big breasts hang above her mouth.  Barbara
reached up and took a globe into her hands and stuffed the engorged nipple
into her mouth.  Bonnie leaned forward and pushed her tongue into Maria's
open pussy and began fucking the girl with her tongue.  In no time at all,
mother and daughter were cumming hard.  Bonnie had been fingering herself,
and she reached her climax shortly after the other two.  Bonnie slipped to
the floor while Barbara and Maria collapsed next to each other on the sofa.

     Bonnie heard them moving around after a few minutes and looked up to
see what was happening.  Barbara had pulled Maria's hips up over her face
and was tentatively licking the girl's pussy.  "Oh Mom, please eat me!!  Oh
god your tongue feels so good on my pussy.  Please eat me and make me cum!!"
  Barbara was under the spell of the eroticism being played out between
mother and daughter, and she buried her face in her daughter's pussy and
began hungrily licking and sucking at her.  Maria pulled her mother's
panties off and gazed at the loveliness of the swollen and distended lips,
glistening with a mixture of her daughter's saliva and her own cream.  "Oh,
god, Mom!!  You're so beautiful!!"  Maria leaned down and kissed the lips
and traced the slit from top to bottom with her tongue.  Barbara's hips
began to move upward against Maria's mouth, and the woman pressed down on
her daughter's head.

     Bonnie sat on her knees, masturbating herself furiously while watching
them devour each other.  The scene before her was so arousing that she was
cumming in just a short time.  "OOOOHHHHHH god I'm cumming!!!!!!!"  And,
Barbara, knowing that Bonnie was climaxing because of watching them, let her
orgasm come.  She stiffened and her body began to shake, as the tremendous
waves of ecstasy washed over her.  Her head lolled back and she lay there
shuddering through the pleasure.  Maria got off her mother and lay beside
her, kissing the woman's face.

     After Bonnie had recovered, she got up and put her clothes back on.  "I
have to get home.  Mom is expecting me for dinner, but truthfully I'd much
rather be eating my dinner right here."

     Maria got up and hugged Bonnie, not wanting to let her go.  "I love
you, Bonnie."  Bonnie kissed her on the mouth, then knelt down and kissed
her pussy.  Then she went over to Barbara and kissed her passionately.  "I
have to taste you before I go."  Then she leaned down and licked the woman's
gooey pussy, getting a good taste of her.  "God, Maria, I can see why you're
so eager for your mother.  Her taste is lovely."  Bonnie then kissed Barbara
one last time, letting her taste herself on Bonnie's mouth.  "Okay
everybody.  I'm leaving now.  You know where to find me if you need me for
anything."  She then headed for the door.  "Good night, dear ones!  I'll be
thinking about you, and wishing I were here!"

     After Bonnie had gone, Barbara and Maria were sitting in silence for a
bit.  Barbara looked around, then at her daughter.  "Well, would you look at
me!  I'm an absolute mess!  And I'm the only one with her clothes still on!"
  She laughed as she took Maria into her arms and kissed her.  "God, honey I
do love you so!!!!  Let's go freshen up and then see about dinner."  They
gathered up the clothes and went up to the shower.

END OF PART 6