Date: Mon, 10 Jun 2002 23:12:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Ashley Johnson <wet_ashley_4u@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ashley's Awakening

"Nickie, the sounds you'll hear on the next part of this video are the
sounds I made at the time this was taping.  I thought knowing this about
your mother would teach you it's OK to let go when sexual feelings build up
and you're wondering if you dare to plunge over the edge."

Karen tightened her jaw, intensifying her focus on the TV screen.  "Jenna
is incredible.  I could never show this to my own daughter," she thought.
In the zoomed-in focus of the video, the hands of a spread-legged Jenna
rubbed baby oil onto her hairless pussy lips. The oil dripped down her
crack and one glistening finger followed it and slid briefly into her anus.
For several minutes, she rubbed her labia, then gently pulled the outer
lips open, exposing and caressing the inner lips and the base of her
clitoris.  Minutes later, one hand exited the fixed frame blocked by the
stationary camera, returning with a cigar-shaped vibrator.  Jenna's now
swollen and darkening labia quivered under the buzz massage.  When she
slipped the vibrator into her wet vagina, her breathing turned to audible
gasps.  With the fingers of her free hand, she tugged at the neatly clipped
pubic hair on her mons, stretching the skin in a way that pulled her
swelling clitoris into an even more erect posture. "Oh, yes!" she gasped,
accelerating her finger strokes.  She continued gasping and stroking,
building up intensity.  At intervals, she slipped the vibrator out from her
vagina, thrust her hips upward, and buzzed into her anus.  She continued to
stroke, her gasps now mixed with deep groans. "Oh, OHHH!"  Her drenched
pussy lips had turned a flush red, almost purple.  "OHHHHH!"  Ten minutes
from when she started, muscles tightened, Jenna frigged herself through a
screaming, explosive orgasm.  For thirty more seconds, the muscle tension
visibly easing, she subsided with long breaths and sighs.

Abruptly, the video now cut to the same pretty face projected before the
masturbation.  It was Jenna once again talking through the camera to her
daughter.  "Nickie, that pretty much wraps up this talk on the birds and
the bees.  I think this stuff is desperately important, especially what I
tried to explain about penises and penetration and protecting yourself, but
I also think you need to be open to the pleasure part, too.  Making a video
you could watch in your own space and on your own time was my best way of
sharing these very private things.  I love you sweetie, and of course if
you want to talk to me about any of this, I'm always there for you."  With
that, Jenna smiled and blew a kiss into the camera and the picture changed
abruptly to static on Karen's TV screen.

Karen had acquired this video in the most natural way.  She and Jenna had
played in the same foursome one Saturday.  In the clubhouse locker room
after the round, they found themselves alone and Karen said, "Bob and I are
really struggling with how to talk to Ashley about sex.  She turns 11 this
month.  Bob thinks I'm the one who needs to talk to her.  I agree, but I
don't know where to start.  How did you and Jack approach this with Nickie?
She seems so confident and well-adjusted."

Jenna looked at the younger woman.  Karen had a terrific shape: thin waist,
full breasts, a round but tight ass and long legs.  With her high
cheekbones, full lips and bright red hair, she turned lots of heads.  They
had met three years earlier when Jenna's daughter Nicole, now 15, first
baby-sat for Karen's daughter Ashley.  Karen and her husband Bob continued
to hire Nicole in the months and years that followed, so the grownups had
an acquaintance, even though they never had become close friends.  Jenna
debated whether to brush off Karen's question or allow this to get more
intimate.  She really had no desire for intimacy here.  Karen continued, "I
keep telling myself, as a mother, giving Ashley the right orientation now
is one of the most important responsibilities I'll ever have."

Jenna didn't know Ashley, but she felt a fondness for the girl solely from
the stories Nicole would tell after returning from her baby-sitting jobs.
She decided to drop her guard..  "With us, Jack saw things the same way it
sounds like your Bob is seeing them: Here's another job for Mom!"  The two
women laughed.  Jenna went on.  "I remember when my own mother talked to me
about the birds and the bees.  We both were so embarrassed.  The way the
two of us were feeling that day, our talk couldn't end soon enough.  I was
determined that the same thing wouldn't happen between me and Nicole.  I
wanted her to have the benefit of everything I've learned, so she wouldn't
have to find her way in this dangerous world, guided by trial and error and
hearsay alone."

"So, what did you do?" Karen persisted.  Jenna explained how when Nicole
was 11, she and Jack came up with the idea of creating a video for Nicole.
Jack then had purchased a penis look-alike dildo, condoms, a vibrator
clearly designed for penetration, and some other props.  Then she had
actually created the video, explaining about HIV infections and trying to
present sexuality in the most natural way she knew how.  "Jack helped me
edit the tape before we showed it to Nickie.  In the beginning, I thought
Jack should do the camera work, but then I decided that no, this is Mom
talking to my daughter, one on one -- no boys allowed!  My approach might
not be the right approach for other mothers.  But Nickie has watched the
video more than once, it opened a door for us to talk about a lot of sexual
things we otherwise might never have talked about, and I think today she is
handling her sexuality responsibly and very well -- knock on wood!"

Karen paused.  She felt respected.  Jenna's openness acknowledged her own
assessment of the importance of orienting Ashley.  She looked at Jenna
closely, perhaps for the first time.  Inside that fit and attractive
thirty-something package was a courageous and serious Mom.  No wonder
Nicole was turning out so well.  "Thanks, Jenna.  This gives me something
to think about."

One night the following week, after returning home with Bob from a party,
Karen paid Nicole for the evening's baby sitting and got back in the car to
drive the girl home.  "Nickie," Karen said, "Please tell your Mom that I
apologize if I was supposed to keep this a secret -- I haven't mentioned
it and I'd never mention it to Bob, and of course I haven't said anything
to Ashley, but anyway I asked your Mom for ideas about talking to Ashley
about puberty and everything, and your Mom said that a home video helped
with that when you were about Ashley's age."

Nicole, a budding teenager, dark-haired, tanned, pretty and trim like her
mother, didn't flinch or squirm.  "Mom's video helped me a lot.  Mom really
loves me and wants me to grow up safe but not all repressed and
uncomfortable about sex.  I mean, I'm going to make mistakes.  But I think
what I learned from Mom has helped me to control the situation when I'm
with boys, even older boys, and still have fun.  I definitely think you
ought to make a tape for Ashley.  She's ready for it."

"She's ready for it?"

"Well, she asks me questions like, `Do you let boys touch your breasts?'"
I tell her, "Ashley, that's stuff you ought to talk to your Mom about."

Karen asked, "Could I watch the video your mom made for you?"

Nicole paused. "I need to ask Mom before I say `Yes,' because the video is
kind of personal, especially some parts.  I'll let you know.  Bye."  They
had arrived at Nicole's house, and Nicole jumped out of the car.

At first, Jenna was quite upset to learn that Karen had related their
clubhouse conversation to Nicole.  Then she remembered she herself was the
one who had first mentioned the video.  Why wouldn't Karen be curious?
"So, what else has Ashley asked you besides the thing about letting boys
touch your breasts?" Jenna asked her daughter.  "Ashley would ask me about
anything, I'm sure, if I let the conversation go in that direction, but I
don't.  She's like any other 10-year-old.  I'm sure she'd like to know if I
ever tried to pee standing up."  Mother and daughter laughed.

The next time Nickie sat for Ashley, Jenna dropped her daughter off, and
when Karen came to the door, Jenna motioned to Karen to approach the car.
In the driver's seat with the motor running, Jenna held up a VHS cassette.
"Nickie thinks the world of Ashley, and she said she told you that you
ought to make Ashley a video.  Well, if this helps, I'm happy, but letting
you borrow it makes me a little uncomfortable.  Most people won't
understand what I did here.  Taken the wrong way, this could hurt me, hurt
Jack -- even hurt Nickie."

"I'll watch it tomorrow morning while Bob's playing golf," Karen replied.
"No one else will know.  I thank Nickie and I thank you."

In the section preceding the masturbation sequence, Jenna's presentation
had been expository and blunt, delivered in a forceful yet friendly tone.
She sat on a carpet, fully clothed, surrounded by props.  She used the
dildo to show how a condom is unrolled onto an erect penis and to
demonstrate manual male masturbation.  She described male ejaculation.
Then she said, "Sweetie, I could stop here but that would leave out a very
important chapter.  Boys are going to want to climb on you, they'll be hard
and hot, you'll feel or see some of them cum and you may even help them cum
at times.  What I need to add now is this: You, my girl, are going to get
hard and hot, too. Recognize and accept that sexual feeling is going to
play a role in who you are and what you do.  And so now I'm going to switch
gears on you and stop the lecture part of this tape.  When the camera cuts
to the next part, it will be focusing in on my privates.  I'll be
disappointed if this embarrasses you.  We have been straight with each
other about so many, many things, and I want to be straight with you about
sexual pleasure, too."

After the concluding blown kiss on the video, Karen's TV continued to spray
static as she struggled to get a grip on herself.  Had viewing this video
been a turn-on?  Jenna's willingness to insert the vibrator into her own
asshole -- that part of it had made Karen damp.  She and Bob sometimes
watched porno films when they had sex, but today's experience was awakening
a different excited feeling.  Now, Karen started to touch herself.  What
really was getting her hot, she realized, was the idea of Nicole watching
this video.  She fantasized the pre-pubescent Nicole in her own bedroom,
reaching into her panties and playing with her own pussy and the rim of her
asshole.  Karen reached behind her back and unfastened her bra, then sank
into the couch and with thumb and forefinger, rolled her nipples into
hardness.  Soon she was frigging her pussy in earnest, and she made herself
cum.

By the time she arrived at Jenna's that afternoon, Karen had enough
composure not to avert her eyes.  "I had no idea what would be on this,
Jenna," she said, extending her hand to return the cassette.  "I really
admire what you did, but Bob and I -- I know we just aren't up to this.
Thanks anyway for trying to be a friend."

Later, Jenna told Nicole about Karen's reaction.  "That's really too bad
for Ashley," Nicole said.  "She really wants to know some of this stuff.
It's time somebody told her.  Oh, well."  Jenna was glad to think the
episode had come to an end.

Weeks later, it was Nicole who sparked the revival.  Nicole had never
shared with her mother the discovery of Karen's and Bob's porno videos.  On
several occasions after she first found them, Nicole would watch the videos
after Ashley had gone to bed.  Although Nicole considered much of what she
saw to be ugly and brutal, she did frequently touch herself while the tapes
were playing.  Over time, she developed a particular preference for a tape
that featured lesbian lovemaking.  More than once she asked herself whether
Karen, like the red-haired beauty being licked by her video partner, was
red-haired all over.

"Oh, Hi, Nicole," Karen said, opening the kitchen door.  "I didn't know you
were coming over."  Nicole walked inside.  It was a Friday afternoon, near
the end of summer.

"Whatcha got there?" Karen asked, pointing to a paper bag in Nicole's hand.
Dressed in a loose top, loose shorts and sandals, her red hair pulled up
off her neck, Karen was peeling carrots over the sink.  Nicole's button
shirt was cut off above her bare belly button.  Below the smooth, tanned
skin at her waist, Nicole's white stretch short shorts, hugged the curves
of her buns, and in the front even revealed something of her pussy
contours.  Karen looked.

"I know you don't think you can make a video for Ashley like the one Mom
made for me," Nicole started.  Karen now was entirely focused on the girl.
"Well, I think you can, at least the part where you explain stuff.  I
thought that if I saved you from having to go buy all those embarrassing
things, then at least you wouldn't have an excuse and you'd try.  I mean,
Ashley really needs to hear from you on this."  At that, Nicole reached
into the bag and removed the dildo and the vibrator.

Karen took the dildo, held its base to the kitchen table and rolled the
fingers of her other hand around it, simulating a jerk-off.  At that
moment, the door swung open and Ashley burst inside.  She was wearing a
bikini bathing suit, the top little more than a cloth strap covering the
nipples on her non-existent breasts.

"Wow, Mom," Ashley said.  Karen's naturally red complexion flushed in
crimson embarrassment.

"Ash, that's something I brought over," Nicole interjected.  "Your Mom
wanted to talk to you about boys and sex and all that stuff.  It's time,
don't you think?  Anyway, I guess I didn't know you'd be here."

"So you're the big expert and know-it-all, making plans with Mom?"  Ashley
snapped, irritated that Nicole, whom she had considered her own friend, now
was seen to have a separate relationship with her mother.  Nicole wanted to
placate the younger girl. "Heck no," Nicole said.  "I mean, your mother's
married and experienced.  I need to learn, too."  At that, Nicole turned
her face to Karen, who now found the courage to take the lead.

"Girls, let's take this into the family room," Karen said.  There, Ashley
and Nicole sat next to each other on the big couch, and Karen sat
cross-legged on the carpet, facing them.  Nicole realized that Karen was
not thinking about videos.  She intended to make her presentation right
then and there!  Karen held up the dildo.

"You've heard the word `hard-on' or `boner'.  When a man gets excited, his
penis looks like this."

"That looks so big, Mom."  Ashley said.  "Could all of that really fit
inside you?"

"Well, yes.  You know what I'm talking about when I say `vagina,' Ashley.
When a woman gets aroused, which is another way of saying she gets sexually
excited, the vagina gets moist and it expands.  That lubrication and
expansion are what makes it possible for a big penis like to fit inside."

"Can you show us, Mom?" Ashley asked.  Karen paused.

Nicole felt a tingling. "There's some vaseline in the bag," she offered.
Ashley looked at Nicole approvingly.

"Well, it's just us girls," Karen said, and she stood up, unfastened her
belt, unzipped her zipper and dropped her shorts.  She was wearing black
bikini panties.  "I really ought to get a towel," she said, and she exited
the room toward the back of the house.  A few seconds later came the call,
"Girls, come back here.  And bring the bag." Nicole followed Ashley into
the master bedroom, where Karen already had pulled the covers off the
king-size bed.  The sheets looked like silk. "This makes more sense than a
towel," Karen said.

There was a little bench at the foot of the bed, and Ashley and Nicole sat
there, so close together that their hips touched.  Standing beside the
mattress at the side of the bed, and facing the girls, Karen now peeled off
her panties.  She had perfect tan lines.  The hair on her mons was indeed
bright red.  Her pussy lips were shaven and white.  She picked up the tube
of vaseline and smeared it over the head of the dildo.  Then she raised one
leg up onto the bed and positioned the dildo under her crack.  There was no
jiggle in her firm white buttocks.  She pushed upward once, then twice, not
with great force, but her face showed discomfort and frustration.

"Like I said, for this to work, the woman needs to get excited," she said.
I'm just not excited, not now anyway.  If you will let me get a little
kinky, we'll be OK.  OK?"  The girls nodded, enthralled at Karen's
spectacular display.

"Ashley, first I need for you to unbutton Nicole's blouse," Karen said with
a quaver in her voice that she quickly controlled.  Nicole did not resist
as Ashley leaned in front of her and one by one freed the buttons all the
way down to Nicole's waist.  "Nicole, take off your blouse now," Karen
said.  Karen was starting to slide a gooey finger into her pussy lips.
Nicole's teen-aged breasts puffed over the edge of her teen-aged bra.
Karen continued to stroke herself.  "OK, Ashley, now take off Nicole's bra.
Once freed, Nicole's conical breasts jutted out and up, her dark red
areolas tipped with stiffening red nipples.  Karen's voice now was
punctuated by panting.  She continued to stroke herself.  "Ashley, aren't
they pretty?  You'll have pretty breasts in a few years."  Ashley started
to put her hands on Nicole's breasts, then held back.  "It's OK," Nicole
said, swiveling on the bench to face the girl more squarely. She took the
girl's hands and placed them on her nipples.  "Please. Touch me."

Karen spoke again.  "Nickie, I don't think Ashley has had much experience
yet with kissing.  Put your arms around her and teach her how to kiss.  I
mean real kissing, open mouth kissing.  Ashley, let Nickie's tongue play
inside your mouth."  Nicole unknotted Ashley's strap and pressed against
the girl.  She first kissed Ashley softly on the lips, then slid her mouth
over Ashley's mouth in a circular motion, nibbling at Ashley's
lips. Finally, she coaxed Ashley to accept the penetration of her tongue.
Ashley's hands pushed up against Nicole's shoulders, but Nicoles hands met
them there and brought them back to her breasts.  Nicole was feeling
wetness in her own pants and feeling Ashley's mouth relax and surrender to
the older girl's penetration.  When she released Ashley, she looked softly
and reassuringly into the young girl's unsure eyes, and gestured with her
head back in Karen's direction.  Karen continued to struggle with the
dildo.

"Is it OK if I rub your breasts?" Nicole asked, sitting up now from the
bench and moving toward the bed.  Stepping behind Karen, Nicole took the
dildo from the woman's hand and set it aside.  The she lifted Karen's top
over her head and unclasped her bra.  As Karen pulled the bra forward off
her firm full breasts, Nicole squeezed out of her own shorts and removed
her panties.  Her hands cupping Karen from behind, her moist pussy pressing
into Karen's buns, Nicole spoke again: "Let's lie down."

"Ashley, what your Mom wants to show us is how to really let go," Nicole
said, motioning to Ashley to join them on the bed.  "Ashley, your Mom's
tits are so firm and her nipples are getting real hard.  Let me lie here
toward the top of the bed."  Nicole placed pillows under her shoulders and
head.  "When you're with people you can trust, ask for what you really want
most of all."  She looked at Karen.  I'm going to spread my pussy lips.
Will you get down over me and use your tits to touch me hard where it feels
good?"  Karen fondled the girl's breasts with outstretched hands, and then
with her lips and tongue.  Then she slid down slightly along Nicole's body,
alternately brushing her hard nipples over the girl's clitoris and pressing
the meat of her breasts into the girl's mound.

Nicole took Ashley's hand.  "You lie this way, Ash," Nicole said,
positioning the girl at 180 degrees to herself and Karen below her. "Ash,
your Mom is rubbing her pussy now against my leg.  That feels good, but
what you need to do is find her vagina and asshole and very gently buzz
this around the edge of both of them.  She handed the younger girl the
cigar-shaped vibrator.  "Put some vaseline on it first.  If she wants to
take it into her asshole or up her vagina, she'll put her hand over yours
and the two of you can do that together."

Karen now slid her trunk off Nicole's leg and tilted at an angle to the
side, giving Ashley better access. "Ash, back up toward me a little way,"
Nicole said. The two girls and the woman now formed a sort of triangle on
the bed.  Ashley lay on her side, her head and hands poised over her
mother's hips.  Karen, reaching down between her legs, guided the girl's
hand to deliver a humming massage that alternated between her pussy lips
and the rim of her anus.  From the side now rather than from below, Karen
sank her face into Nicole's open pussy, the wet dark hairs now matted to
both sides.  Nicole moaned and pressed herself against the woman's tongue
and mouth as Karen flicked at and then sucked the flesh at the base of
Nicole's clitoris.

Ashley's hips and thighs were now convenient to Nicole's hands, and Nicole
reached out and started to peel the bikini bottom off the little girl's
ass.  "Ash, now I'm going to put my finger you know where.  Always
remember, you're the only one who knows how it feels for you, so wrap your
hand around my finger and guide it only where you want it to go." Ashley's
hairless pussy, two puffy mounds, now offered itself to Nicole's face and
hands.  Nicole moistened it with her tongue, then pulled her head back to
her pillow and pushed a lubricated thumb pushed into Ashley's crack while a
finger slipped through the girl's legs to enter her asshole.

Ashley saw and felt her mother's muscles tense as Karen squealed and
groaned, plunging the vibrator deep inside with fevered jerks, raptured in
a long crescendo of orgasm.  Nicole was right with her, clutching Karen's
breast to her own pussy, thrashing wildly through her own orgasmic joy.  As
she came down from her peak, Nicole pulled back her probing hand from
Ashley's crevices.  "That first cum isn't easy," Nicole said, starting to
catch her breath.  "You're starting to get wet, you got that far. We don't
have to force anything more that that right now.  With the rubbing we've
already done, you're going to be a little sore.  Let's cool down."

Karen, panting and gasping for air after her own explosion, now rolled over
on her back.  "Ashley, sweetie.  You OK? What have I done?"  Nickie propped
herself over the woman, playfully bumping her nipples against Karen's the
tips of Karen's bulging breasts. "Everybody's doing fine," she smiled.