Author: Pookie
Title: Pookie | Melissa's Secrets (Chapter 40)
Part: Chapter 40
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Summary: This is the story of Melissa's sexual awakening with the
help of her friend Sarah and Sarah's mother.
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Melissa’s Secrets
By Pookie
Chapter 40
The next morning, when I woke up, we had somehow untangled during
the night. But our butts were touching. I thought that was so
sweet. I had to pee badly, so I got up quietly. Peter didn’t even
stir as I went to the bathroom.
After I left the bathroom, I heard Maggie in the kitchen. When I
had left Peter, he was sleeping soundly. I was now wide awake
though. So I went downstairs to talk to her. I didn’t bother
getting dressed. When I saw Maggie she was just wearing an apron
as she sliced up some fruits.
She noticed me. “Good morning, ma’am.”
“Good morning, sweetie. I hope you slept well.” She hugged me.
“After what we all did last night, and Peter fucking me one more
time, I slept like a log,” I said as I leaned against the
counter.
Maggie chuckled. “Didn’t look like fucking to me, Melissa. The
way Peter was on top of you, the way you had your arms and legs
wrapped around him, the way you two were kissing, it sure looked
like something else to me.”
I looked at her surprised. “Did you watch us?”
She hugged me and answered softly. “Just for a second. It looked
like you two were seriously making love, and that should be just
between the two of you.” She kept caressing the top of my head.
“It made me feel good all over to see you with my son like that.”
She held me by my shoulders. “I got to see the video of your
wedding, and Penny also told me that you and Peter were so
beautiful together then. I’m so glad for both of you.”
Suddenly a thought occurred to me. I remembered the way Mom had
been acting about my first date with Peter, that she had been
Peter’s first, and that she had even taken him along to one of my
blindfold games. I just had to ask.
“Did you and Mom set us up?”
Maggie chuckled. “You’re still suspicious, aren’t you?”
“Duh! I still don’t think I know half of what’s going on around
me. Pam and Jamie admitted to a bunch of stuff at my house
yesterday ... with a lot of it directly involving me.”
Suddenly she got very serious. “Melissa, like we said last night,
all of us love our kids very much. Be it the Walcotts, the
Clarks, the Prestons, your parents, or Kent and me. You probably
haven’t begun to realize that your Mom and Dad love you so much
that they’re being very protective of you. Do you know that your
Mom has been at every single blindfold game you’ve been involved
in so far?”
“Seriously?” I asked. She nodded.
I couldn’t believe what she had just told me. I knew about the
first two, but I didn’t know she was at the one on the nudist
weekend at the Rayners.
“My mom was at all three of them?”
“Every single one of them. And she made it quite clear that there
would be no blindfold game with you unless she was present. She
reserved the right to put an immediate stop to the game at any
time, if you were too uncomfortable with anything.”
“She was here when you blindfolded me the weekend I discovered
the nudist thing?”
“Uh huh. She wasn’t very happy about you taking off without
telling her. She also wasn’t pleased that you discovered what you
shouldn’t have. She wanted to reveal that to you when she thought
you were ready. But she left Sarah with your dad and hurried over
here with Jamie. He was to watch out for you, and she made sure
that when we were playing with you that you were comfortable.”
I took a deep breath. Maggie had just revealed a lot to me. But I
also hadn’t imagined my mom being so concerned about me. And, as
usual, Jamie hadn’t told me everything about that day. He
purposely left out that Mom brought him over. I probably should
have figured that out though. He would have ridden his bike over
instead of walking. He wasn’t going to walk if he could avoid it.
I remembered I hadn’t seen his bike at the Rayners. At the time,
it didn’t register with me.
“Something to think about?”
“Yes, ma’am. I’m glad she was so determined to look out for me.
As far as hiding stuff from me, things have changed a lot since
that day. I know we still have a lot to talk about, and I know we
will in time. But she obviously was concerned about me in her own
way the whole time. She’s told me there will be things she can’t
tell me, secrets she can’t reveal. But at least she isn’t
pretending not to be a part of things. I don’t think she would
set me up for something, unless she was pretty sure I would want
to be involved in it.”
“For sure, sweetie. And we didn’t set you and Peter up either. We
encouraged you, but if you hadn’t hit it off, we would’ve never
tried to force it on either of you. As we talked about last night
- never force one of the kids to do anything. Seduce them, yes.
Encourage them, yes. But if they don’t like something then that’s
the way it is.
“Also, stop calling me ‘ma’am’. It’s Maggie, remember? We drank
to that last night.”
“As long as Mom doesn’t whip my butt because of bad manners,” I
grinned.
“If she does whip you, I’ll make sure she does it for a more fun
reason,” she replied with a wink.
I smiled bashfully at her.
Maggie went about fixing breakfast as I continued to lean against
the counter. Her mentioning Jamie just now had me remembering the
things he and Pam admitted to me the day before. I knew several
things were going to have to occur soon.
The big thing involved Sarah. Not only had I been played by my
brother and Pam, but so had Sarah. I had no idea what Jamie had
told her about all of that. She needed to know. I wasn’t going to
keep it a secret from her. I made a mental note that Jamie and
Pam had some more explaining to do.
“So how did you encourage things between me and Peter?”
Maggie went to the fridge. “Would you like some juice?” I nodded.
“Let’s sit down and talk about it some more.”
She poured us some OJ and put the fruit with some bowls and
spoons on the table. We sat at a corner of the table. I helped
myself to some fruit and put a couple pieces in my mouth.
“Peter has had a crush on you for some time,” Maggie began.
“I never noticed.”
Maggie chuckled. “You were our problem child, and who would’ve
thought that with you being Andrea’s daughter.”
I looked at her wide-eyed. This was going to be most interesting.
“Sarah told you that she had already been involved with the
Walcotts. Pam was involved with us, Peter with your mother, and
Julie with Bradley and Doris. And you were so busy with other
things that you didn’t show much interest in boys and sex. So, a
few of us separately got Sarah and Colleen to try seducing you.
But even then you were kind of la-di-da about sex with boys while
in seventh grade.”
How did Maggie know what Sarah had told me? Had Sarah told my mom
or her mom about our talk a few weeks ago? I would find out
later, I hoped.
“I was interested in boys and sex. I just didn’t have the time.
But, I did do things with Jamie,” I said defensively.
“Right, but that wasn’t until spring of this year, was it? And
Colleen had already suggested it last summer, right?”
She had me there.
“Anyways, Melissa, we saw Sarah hooking up with Jamie, Pam with
Mike, and Julie with Derek. And you didn’t show interest in
anyone. That is also the reason why many things were kept secret
from you. Your parents felt that you were just not quite ready to
get more involved.”
Maggie laughed suddenly. “Then after Colleen showed you those
pictures of her friends having sex, you went on a discovery tour
this summer with a vengeance. We had our hands full with
everything you accidentally found out.”
Maggie ate some fruit, too.
“Your mother had found out about Peter liking you last year while
camping. Did you know she was Peter’s first?”
“He told me last weekend.”
“Very good, you two have been talking. I like that. So your mom
told him that you were not ready for a boyfriend quite yet, and
to wait a bit before trying to approach you that way. She
promised him that she would let him know when you began to show
more interest in boys, and that she would make sure that you
would not hurt him. Young preteen girls can be ruthless.”
I grinned. She had that right. Becky and some of my other friends
could destroy somebody on a whim.
“I wouldn’t have hurt him. I would’ve just told him no.”
“Maybe.” Maggie smiled at me. “Well, I sort of encouraged you to
do something with him, remember?”
“When you wanted me to suck him off for your cameras?” I blushed.
“Yes.” She laughed. “Girl, did you ever have us scared that
afternoon!”
She continued. “Then Peter told us that he had made love to you
in the middle of the night while camping out in our backyard. So
I told him to get off his butt and ask you out.”
I looked at her not understanding.
“Melissa, you are quite scary for a young boy, especially one who
is younger than you to boot.”
“What makes me so scary?”
Maggie chuckled. “For one, you’ve become quite a beauty.”
I blushed.
“You are so adorable when you blush. But it is nothing to be
ashamed of. Your face is so beautiful, your body is so sexy, your
legs are so long and sleek. Then you are an excellent student,
smart as anyone. You were a cheerleader last year. And you’re one
of the cool kids at school. Looks, brains, personality, and
popular. That is a combination that can be quite scary for a
young insecure boy with a crush.”
We were both quiet for a minute, lost in our thoughts. The more I
found out about Peter the more I realized that he was quite
determined to get what he wanted. I liked that, liked it a lot.
Maggie said softly, “I asked your mother to please make sure that
you wouldn’t intentionally hurt Peter. After that he was on his
own. If you went out with him, great. If you didn’t want to, so
be it.”
She took a sip of juice. “So you see, we did not set you up. We
encouraged things, and we looked for the right timing. But it was
up to you and Peter if you hooked up or not.”
She took my hand again. “Melissa, I’m being frank and honest with
you now. That’s really the way it was. I know I can trust you
with even the biggest secrets. I’m not going to lie to you
anymore, except for the occasional white lie,” Maggie said,
smiling. “That is not to say that I am not pleased that you’ve
become a couple. I’m very happy for you and for Peter that it has
happened. None of us know if and for how long it will last. Life
holds no guarantees. I just hope that you will be honest with
each other, and that you try not to hurt each other should you
split up.”
I looked in her face. “I don’t even want to think about splitting
up.”
Maggie smiled. “I know you don’t. And I tend to think that you
two have a better chance to stay together for the long haul.”
“Why?”
“I’m a big believer in not being exclusive as a couple. My
personal experience and those of my friends are evidence of that.
Couples that include others in their relationship tend to
communicate much better than those that don’t. You’re already
dealing with the big issue of jealousy by talking through and
setting ground rules together. You’ll likely continue to do
that.”
She was right. It was the first big discussion we had. It wasn’t
confrontational either. It was a given that each of us would be
having sex with other people.
She continued, “There are other fish in the pond that may
interest you or Peter. Don’t deny it. If your relationship is
solid then those fish can add spice to your own relationship and
help keep it from becoming dull. When you’re in an exclusive
relationship, the other fish sometimes all of a sudden become so
alluring that you’re tempted to start sneaking behind your
partner’s back, and you start to confuse sexual attraction with
love. That’s when relationships usually go sour. Exclusive
relationships just don’t provide an easy way for outside
attractions to be dealt with.”
“My parents talk all the time. They seem to know what the other
is thinking most of the time, too. I’ve never seen either one of
them acting jealous of anyone else or anything,” I mentioned.
“Relationships take work and communication from both partners.
When those natural attractions for others occur, you and Peter
already have the kind of communication it takes to deal with it,
much like your parents as well as me and Kent. You began that
communication when you agreed to be a couple on that walking path
at the campground.”
“So that’s why all of our parents are still together?”
“It is a big part of it, especially being swingers. But the main
reason is that all of the parents are all still very much in love
with each other. They trust each other completely, and they
communicate well. They tell each other everything. There are no
secrets between them. Those kinds of relationships work well. The
sex with others they’ve agreed on just allows them to have fun
with others without endangering their own marriages.”
I sat there and didn’t know what to say.
Maggie laughed as she saw me deep in thought. “Melissa, a lot has
happened to you this summer, especially the past few weeks. There
is a lot to think about. And I do hope that you and your mom will
continue to talk as openly as you have since this past weekend.”
Then she added softly, “Your mom and dad are really terrific
people. You should be proud of them. Also talk to your dad. He’s
got a pretty good head on his shoulders, and it is screwed on
straight.”
Peter was suddenly standing next to me and put his hand on my
shoulder.
“My bed was suddenly cold,” he complained with a smile on his
face. “But it looks like you’ve talked a lot.”
“Yeah, we have,” I replied. I told Maggie, “And I do appreciate
you talking straight with me, too.”
She grinned. “I prefer straight talk, then I don’t have to
remember what bullshit story I told.”
We had breakfast together and then after another shower I got
ready to go home. Peter was still a little disappointed over my
plan to spend the night with the Thomases, but I told him he
would have my mom to cuddle with all night in my bed. I promised
I would spend Friday night with him.
******
Maggie looked at me expectantly as I came down the stairs
together with Peter. “Ready to go, Melissa?”
“Yeah.” I hugged and kissed Peter one more time, and then Maggie.
We went outside and I got in her car. Before she started the
engine she turned and looked at me kinda concerned.
“Sweetie, are you okay with what we did last night?”
I put my hand on hers. “More than okay. I had a fun time. And I
think it was a great birthday for Peter, too.”
“I’m glad you feel that way.”
“Thanks for everything, Maggie.”
“You are certainly welcome. And we mean what we said last night
that you are welcome at our house anytime. And also to spend the
night with Peter.”
“Thanks. I appreciate it.”
“Kent asked me to let you know how much fun he had last night,
and he just thinks the world of you.”
I blushed a little at all the compliments.
“I’ll take a look at the video of last night later this morning.
I’ll edit it to get the blurry scenes out and stuff like that,
and make a copy for you. I’ll have that ready and give the disc
to Peter to take with him tonight.”
“My mom will get to see it before me then,” I said, scrunching my
lips.
“I can wait ...”
I interrupted her. “It’s cool. It’s not like she hasn’t seen me
like that before.” I giggled.
Maggie giggled as well. She then quietly told me, “Your mother
loves looking at videos of you.”
I blushed yet again, while hopelessly trying to will myself not
to. Maggie just snorted at my contorted face.
She started the engine and backed out of the driveway.
“Thanks, Maggie.” Just then a thought hit me.
“Maggie?”
“Yes, sweetie?”
“On second thought, since my parents and I are talking, I would
like to tell them about last night and show them the video
myself. Would you and the others please not say anything about
last night to them or anyone else? I especially want to tell
Doris and Colleen myself.”
She glanced at me. Then she shook her head. “You’re quite a gal.
The closer we’ve become as friends, the more I like it that you
and Peter are together. I’ll tell Kent and the others to give you
a few days.”
I replied, “I’ll call Peter and let him know where to hide the
disc in my room.”
We sat quietly.
“Melissa,” Maggie spoke up again, “Don’t be too hard on Pam. She
really didn’t have a choice. She’s afraid that you may still be
pissed at her. She would really hate to lose you as a friend. You
two have shared so much over the years. And now that you and your
parents are opening up to each other more, Pam can tell you about
a lot of things. That is if you really need to know.”
I nodded at Maggie. Pam had always been a bit irritating to me.
If she wasn’t being Miss Know It All, she was often trying to get
one up on me. But other than that, we could talk about anything
and know it would stay between us. Pam got along well with Sarah,
too. And perhaps she and Jennifer could also have fun together.
It was a bit of a love-hate thing going on between me and Pam. It
probably always would be, but I had learned to look past all of
that while gritting my teeth. Losing a good friend was no fun
either.
Just then we pulled up in front of our house.
Maggie took my hand and squeezed it. “Perhaps you may want to
think about if you really need to know everything, especially all
the details. I think with what we told you last night a lot of
blanks probably got filled in. And the rest may get filled in
this afternoon.”
I looked at her wide eyed. “What are you talking about?”
“You have a date with your mom, Colleen, and Sarah this
afternoon, don’t you?” She smiled at me.
“Yes, I do. How come you know about it?”
“I talked with both of them yesterday. Doris and I have been
encouraging them to finally talk to you girls. We need to get
these secrets between our families out of the way. You girls are
ready to know. Plus we can’t have you snooping and spying
anymore. After all, most of us have some secrets that don’t
affect you or the other kids or your family. So you have no
business knowing them. Do you understand that?” Maggie spoke
softly but with determination.
I nodded. “I think so.” Although I thought finding out secrets
had been a lot of fun in the past. I had no plans to completely
abandon finding out about things. Who was in a better position to
say what could affect me or not? However, I was glad everyone was
ready to be more open about things with me. It’s what I had
always wanted.
“Also,” Maggie continued, “you’re no fun when you are angry or
upset. So we want you to know what you need to know. And I for
one would ask you to be content with what all of us are telling
you now. And if you have questions, please ask us adults rather
than snooping around. I promise to give you a straight answer and
tell you everything that I can.”
I suddenly got very emotional. I leaned over to hug Maggie and
thanked her with a choked voice. Who would have thought that wild
and crazy Maggie Rayner would turn out to be so concerned about
me, and become a real friend? I began to understand why the
Rayners could have sex with their kids and still be a completely
normal family otherwise. They were all about people and how to
make others feel good. I saw that in Peter and the way he treated
me, and how he had been a real friend to Jennifer, too.
Maggie rubbed my back. “You’re welcome, sweetie. Look at all the
fun you can enjoy with your friends and with us adults. Do you
really need to know so much more?”
I slowly shook my head, for her benefit. I hated pretending, but
I am who I am. I was always going to be stubbornly curious until
I found out everything.
Maggie laughed. She read my like a book. Gawd, I was just too
easy. “I hope you will see it my way after your talk this
afternoon. Now get yourself together and let’s go inside.”
I got out and grabbed my purse and my bag. The album made it a
little heavy.
I rang the doorbell and Mom answered almost immediately.
”Well, good morning, Maggie, and good morning, Mel. How are you?”
We answered in unison, “Good morning, fine.” Maggie and I looked
at each other and all three of us broke up laughing.
“Looks like you had a good time, sweetie.” Mom chuckled.
“I think we all did, didn’t we, Melissa?” Maggie chimed in before
I could say anything. “I just wanted to bring your daughter home,
Andrea. I’ll talk to you later. Bye. And bye, Melissa”.
We went into the kitchen after I dropped my overnight bag at the
bottom of the stairs.
“Thirsty?” Mom asked me as I sat down.
“Could I have some ice tea, please?”
“Sure, sweetie. So how was your night?” Mom asked after she
poured two glasses for us. She sure seemed in a good mood, too.
I told her all about the dinner, the sex with the Rayners, my
sleeping with Peter after making love with him, and my talk with
Maggie this morning. I told her everything. I held nothing back.
I was sharing with her, and I liked it a lot.
“You know something, Mom?”
“What is it, Mel?”
“I know what you mean about Daddy’s cock being a perfect fit.” I
looked at her coyly. “Peter’s cock is a perfect fit for me.”
Mom smiled and took both of my hands. “I’m glad for you, Mel. I
haven’t seen you this happy in some time.”
“But I’m also so happy because we are talking. It just feels so
…” I was looking for the right word, “… it makes me feel bubbly
inside when I’m sharing stuff with you!”
“Come here, Mel,” Mom said kind of gruffly.
I went over to her surprised at her rough tone, and she pulled me
into her lap. She pulled me close and pushed my head against her
chest. I realized that her voice had been so harsh to mask her
emotions. We sat there for a long time, just mother and daughter
who were very close and loved each other very much. Her hand
played in my hair the whole time, like she did when I was really
young.
After a while of just cuddling with my mom, I told her, “You seem
to be pretty happy, too.”
“I am, sweetheart, I really am. Over the past two nights your
father and I have talked a lot about how things can be different,
especially now that we can include you, and do things openly. And
we saw the other night when we told you that we wanted Pam and
Peter to spend tonight with us, that it actually works, that we
can talk to you openly without you flipping out. That makes
everything a lot easier.”
I looked at her. “I bet that wasn’t all, Mom.”
She grinned. “My husband and I made beautiful love last night.
After we both got rattled by you knowing about my past and then
the trick you pulled on us Sunday night, and a few other things,
we saw again how much we mean to each other.” Her voice became
real soft and her eyes were focusing on something in the
distance.
Suddenly she held me real tight. “We have been together for over
eighteen years, and I still love Greg today as much or more as
when we first fell in love.”
“I got a gift, too, Mom.”
“I know,” she simply replied.
Now why didn’t that surprise me?
“Don’t you want to see my album?” I asked.
“Would you like to show me, sweetie? You don’t have to if it
embarrasses you.”
“It’s getting harder and harder to embarrass me,” I said, which
was true. “I like being your girlfriend. And girlfriends share,
right?” She nodded with a smile.
I jumped up to get it. We went into the family room and sat next
to each other on the couch. Mom put an arm around my shoulders as
I turned to the first page. It felt so weird to show her pictures
of me having sex with my friends and her friends. I had fretted
so much about getting in trouble if she ever found out, and here
I was showing her pictures of what I had done. Though I suspected
that she had seen every single one of those pictures already.
Mom blushed some as we looked at the pictures of Peter with her.
I grinned at her. “You look pretty hot with Peter, Mom!”
She didn’t say anything.
We reached the last page of the album that held the disc. “I
don’t have a way to look at the videos,” I said as I looked at
her.
“Let me know when you want to watch them and I’ll help you. We
can watch them together in my bedroom.”
“Too cool.” I hugged her.
“Just make sure you hide the album well.”
“I don’t have a very good hiding place in my room. And then there
is your diary,” I explained. “I also have some other pictures
that I should hide better. I can’t really lock up any of that.”
“Let me talk to your father tonight. Perhaps we can get a cabinet
that can be locked that fits in your closet. Although,” she gave
me a wry smile, “your brother hasn’t been known to spy and snoop
around at times like some other young person I know.”
I blushed and shrugged my shoulders.
“Could I just put my stuff with your stuff in Daddy’s office?”
Mom laughed out loud. “You would like that, wouldn’t you? And
have your own key to the cabinet to boot? So you can at any time
look at the discs and pictures we stow in there? No, Mel, no
way.”
She thought to herself for a few moments. “There may be a better
option. I’ll need to talk it over with your father first.”
A better option?
******
“Mom?”
“Yes?”
“We’ve talked about a lot of different stuff since the weekend
... including a little of the stuff that’s been hidden from me.”
“Is there something specific on your mind?”
“Yeah. When I was talking with Jamie and Pam yesterday afternoon,
she told me something that kinda bothered me.”
Actually, practically everything they told me had either bothered
or pissed me off. One thing that was particularly eating at me
involved the night when Kent and Maggie revealed to me the sex
going on between them and their kids. Penny had called that
evening inviting me over. When I called home from the Rayners
later that night to tell Mom I was staying over, she asked me if
Pam was at the Rayners with me. I had just found out yesterday
from Pam that Mom knew exactly where she was at. She was with Mom
and Daddy at our house ... in their bedroom along with Jamie and
Sarah having sex together.
“What was it?” she asked me.
“You remember last Tuesday night?”
“When you stayed with the Rayners, and learned a whole lot more
about how close they are as a family?”
I was a little astonished she remembered the details of that
night so quickly.
“That’s the night. Well, Kari told me that Pam was spending the
night with Mike.”
“And?” she asked, not looking nervous about anything, totally
catching me by surprise. I forged ahead.
“Remember when I called that night to say I was spending the
night?”
“I sure do,” she replied way too confidently. She was definitely
not worried about what I was referring to. I was sure I had her
nailed though.
“You asked me if Pam was there,” I reminded her, leaving the
unasked question hanging.
“I remember that,” she replied, still acting like there was
nothing wrong.
“You knew where she was.”
“I sure did. She was getting fucked by your father at the time in
our bed. He was really pounding her hard, too. You should’ve seen
it.”
Whoa. Totally not what I expected.
“Um ... why did you ask me if she was home when I called?”
“Melissa ...” she started, accentuating all of the syllables
before pausing. Shit. I was so busted. “Before you left here, you
told me you were going over to Pam’s house. I asked if you were
spending the night with her, remember?”
I nodded.
“You said you might stay over. Now you didn’t actually say a
name, but who did you want me to believe you were going to see
and possibly stay over with?”
I scrunched my face and bit my lip. “Pam?” I squeamishly replied.
“Uh huh,” Mom simply replied.
There was no need to say anything else. I thought I had Mom
caught dead being deceptive with me. I had a noose all ready to
hang her with. The knot was all nicely tied, just like in the
movies! Instead, I walked right up the steps of the gallows and
put that noose around my own neck. I even put the hood over my
head. Mom didn’t have to do a thing. Would she now pull the lever
and open the floor beneath me?
“There is a load of laundry that needs to be washed, and a load
in the dryer that needs folding. Would you mind doing it for me
now?” she asked me too sweetly.
I sighed. “Okay ...” I ruefully replied, just happy she wasn’t
mentioning anything about being grounded.
She snorted and kissed my cheek. “C’mon,” she said, standing up.
“We can do it together, sweetie.”
******
I quickly put the album with my bag and then joined Mom in the
laundry room. As we stood there folding clothes, she asked, “Pam
and Jamie told you a lot of things yesterday, didn’t they?”
“Gawd, did they ever! I was surprised Pam admitted to all the
stuff she did.”
“Honey, some of that I wished I’d told you myself,” she said and
sighed. “At the time, I just didn’t know how.”
“It’s cool, Mom. Neither of us was good at talking to each
other.”
“You can ask me anything you want. Some things I can’t tell you,
but I’ll answer what I can.”
I leaned into her and gave her a quick hug.
“There is a lot I’d like to know still ...”
“That’s what scares me,” she replied, grinning at me.
“Bullshit,” I stated. “I think you’ve enjoyed telling me stuff.”
“Watch your mouth, young lady!” she suddenly blurted out, taking
me by surprise.
“You’re pissed because I said ‘bullshit’?!” I incredulously
asked.
“There’s that potty mouth again!” she firmly said.
“What the ...” I started to say, bewildered, before shutting my
mouth. She was freaking me out!
“Bend over, young lady!”
“Mom?!” I called out anxiously.
“Do it! Now!”
I bent over and leaned against the washing machine. Mom then
surprised me when she yanked my shorts down.
“No panties. Only slutty girls go without panties.”
I looked back at her like she was possessed or something.
She looked at me firmly, but with a hint of an evil smile. Oh
shit.
WHACK!
“Jesus fuck!” I exclaimed, straightening up. She hit me fucking
hard with her bare hand!
“Lean back over, young lady!” she firmly stated.
I did as she said, and then asked, “Why are you ...”
WHACK!
“God dammit, Mom!”
Both of my butt cheeks were on fire. I couldn’t even remember the
last time Mom had spanked me, especially bare assed!
She then started rubbing my butt cheeks. Then she pressed her
hand to my pussy, and slid her fingers along my slit.
“You’re soaking wet, honey. What were you saying about not liking
spankings?”
“I ... I ... well ...”
“Uh huh,” she said, smirking before holding her fingers close to
her mouth, seductively licking my juices from them.
She then stepped behind me and cupped both butt cheeks.
Putting her mouth next to my ear, she said, “You’ve the sexiest
butt, baby girl. A little spanking now and then would be perfect
for your perfect ass.”
She then grabbed my shoulders and pulled me around to face her.
“Give Janet a chance to make you feel good, baby girl.”
“Are you freaking serious?” I incredulously asked.
“Honey, there is a reason some people enjoy that kind of thing at
times. There is a close link between pain and pleasure. With the
right person, it can be a fun experience.”
“You like that kind of thing?”
“Maybe once in a while. I’m not a big fan of it though. I’ve only
had it done to me a couple of times.”
“So why would you think I would like it any better than you?”
“I don’t know if you will. If you don’t like it, at least you can
say you’ve tried it out. So you won’t have regrets for not daring
to try.”
“You want me to let her give me another butt whooping?”
“I want you to give her a chance to show you just what she can do
when neither of you are rushed like you were Sunday morning.
That’s all. And not just with your butt either.”
“What do you mean by not just with my butt?”
“There are other areas of your body that can be stimulated just
like your butt, dear.”
I swallowed hard thinking about what other areas she was
referring to.
“If I do let her whip ... whatever ... and I can’t sit down
afterward, I’m gonna spank you,” I told Mom.
“You will?” she sneeringly replied, reaching further down behind
me to grab a bare butt cheek in each hand, pulling me tightly to
her.
“Um, yeah,” I replied, our mouths very close together.
I could feel her breath on my lips. She could probably feel mine
as well. Our lips were so close to touching. She then leaned her
head a little closer, fleetingly brushing her sexy lips softly
against mine before pulling her head back, my lips almost
following hers. She was teasing me like a lover. So I did the
same to hers. Her breathing was deeper, and she was slowly
squeezing my butt cheeks.
I went for broke and pressed my lips to hers. She was ready for
it, meeting my tongue with her own. Our mouths opened at the same
time, as we deeply kissed. I reached behind her to hold her butt
cheeks through her shorts, squeezing them as we stood there
making out in the laundry room. She pulled back slightly for a
moment before gently biting my bottom lip and tugging it, letting
it slip away. It just enflamed my desire for her mouth even more.
I moved my hand to hold her head, twisting my mouth against hers,
snaking my tongue with hers.
She then pushed me backwards until I was leaning against the
washer. She practically yanked my shirt over my head.
“It needs washing anyways,” she huskily said. “And so does this,”
she added as she reached behind me and had my bra off in record
time. She then grabbed my sides and lifted me up, setting me down
on the washer. It was in a spin cycle. Her tongue began spinning
around my nipple as she played with the other.
“Is it true what they say about washing machines?” I asked
panting.
After sexily flicking my nipple with her tongue, she looked up at
my face. “You tell me, baby girl.”
“The vibrations are kinda nice.” They were more than nice. I felt
them throughout my body. I decided that I needed to do the
laundry more often.
She reached down and pulled my shorts completely off, and then
spread my legs wider by pulling my hips to her.
“Grind your pussy down on it, honey,” Mom said huskily.
I started moving my hips back and forth, pressing my very wet
slit against the top of the washer. It was also getting very wet
from my juices, which made it even nicer.
“That’s even better,” I said a little shakily.
She placed her hands on the insides of my thighs close to my
pussy, holding me down more firmly against the washer as I
squirmed back and forth. Her mouth moved back and forth to each
of my breasts, sucking and pulling firmly on each nipple until I
was humping too quickly for her to keep her mouth on me. I leaned
my head back and moaned as a felt an orgasm approaching.
“Oh, Gawd NO!” I wailed in disappointment as the spin cycle ended
before I could get off. I whimpered as I dropped my head in the
crook of Mom’s neck.
Then her fingers went to work, two of them hooking into my pussy
and fucking me good while grinding against my clit. She knew
exactly what to do to get me wailing.
As I began to cum, I pressed my mouth firmly against Mom’s neck
and squealed loudly as my whole body became rigid. It went on for
Gawd knows how long. Finally though, Mom slowed down, allowing me
to begin to relax. She seemed to instinctively know when I
couldn’t stand anymore. All moms should be cool like that.
As I held onto her, catching my breath, she asked, “Mel?”
“Yes?” I raggedly replied.
“Did you give me a hickey?”
I pulled my head back and looked. “Oh, my Gawd, Mom. I’m sorry.”
We both started laughing.
“Your father is going to enjoy my explanation,” she replied,
moving her mouth to my breast, biting my nipple softly.
“Do you want me to explain it to him?” I asked, giving her a
wicked look.
“I better. He’s going to want one too if you tell him.”
I pouted at her.
“Don’t pout at me, missy,” she admonished me. “You’ve already
given one of your parents a hickey. It’s my turn to give one out
to your daddy, unless you want one instead?”
“I think he deserves something ... but I don’t mind being greedy
...” I teased.
“I think he does, too,” she replied. “But it’s okay to be greedy
sometimes. Just let your man know you’ll make up for it in your
own special way,” she explained, kissing the tip of my nose
softly.
“Do you ever get yourself off on the washer like that?” I asked
her.
“Sure, and the dryer, too. But it’s hard to beat the spin cycle
on a washing machine, especially if it’s a little off balance.”
“You’re so fucking cool, Mom,” I grinned, biting my lip.
“Can you keep a secret?” she asked me, smiling expectantly. I
nodded.
Mom walked over to a cabinet on the opposite wall that she kept
cleaning stuff in. She pulled out a small bag and stepped back in
front of me. She reached in and pulled out a dildo. It was about
average size for the ones I had seen, and was shaped just like a
real cock.
“You use that?” Shit, why hadn’t I ever looked there? I wondered
where else she kept stuff hidden.
“Uh huh.”
“But you can’t keep your clit against the top of the washer if
you’re fucking yourself with that.”
“Maybe not, but this is a special dildo,” she said, and showed me
the base of it. It had a suction cup on it.
“Oh my Gawd, Mom! I bet that is awesome!”
“Spot on, missy,” she said as she pressed the base against the
top of the washer between my legs, close to my little cunt.
“It’s a homemade vibrator!” she proudly stated.
“Can I try it?”
“Not right now,” she said, lifting me to help me off of the
washer. “It’s my turn,” she winked, sliding her shorts down her
sexy legs. “And you need to go get some rest. I’m betting you
didn’t get nearly enough the last four or five nights.”
Actually, last night I had slept great in Peter’s arms after all
we had done earlier with his parents and Penny.
“Did Maggie tell you everything?” I asked, my mouth hanging open
apprehensively. I wondered when she even could have!
“Not yet, but maybe I’ll call her later,” she winked. “Now go
before I whip ...”
I was running out the door before she could finish. I did stop
long enough to see her climbing up on the washer.
“Go!” she ordered, while smiling at me.
******
I went upstairs and took the album out of my bag. I reloaded my
bag for my next overnight stay with Doris and the good Pastor,
and then settled on my bed. After my orgasm on top of the washing
machine I was a little tired but also wound up.
I flipped through the album pages slowly studying each picture. I
blushed at some of them. My Gawd, I really was a little slut. I
remembered Mom asking me if being a slut had to be a bad thing. I
knew I had to think about that some more after all the things I
had done.
When I put my album in my hiding place I took out the other
pictures I had of me and other people having sex. I put them in
the album, too.
I also pulled Mom’s diary out and held it in my hands. I decided
to read some in it. I took it with me back over to my bed and
stretched out with it. I opened it and scanned through the first
entries really quick, looking for anything that could make for an
interesting read.
The one thing I noticed in common with all of the entries was
that Mom never wrote out anyone’s name. It was always a Mr. X,
Mrs. X, or Ms. X. If it involved more than a man and woman, she
used other letters like Y and Z to refer to them. She also
referred to H and C at times, which I assumed was Heather and
Connie from Pimp Central. And of course, Pimp Central was the OCS
which stood for the Office of Community Services. Pimp Central
would have been a much cooler name, but I understood why they had
to use a totally lame ass name for it.
The early entries looked like they would be fun to read, but I
wanted to read something really wild. Finally a late-September
entry caught my eye. Mom had used a letter D to refer to a girl,
and there wasn’t a Ms. or Mrs. In front of it. So, I got a little
more comfortable, and started to carefully read it.
Dear Diary,
I had another OCS date last night, a Friday to Saturday
overnighter. I was to see Mrs. X, a first time visit for me. H.
told me it would be a girls only date. The taxi took me to a
large house in a posh neighborhood up on the hills. A very
attractive woman in her middle forties opened the door after I
rang the bell.
After introductions and the usual preliminaries she led me into a
huge sunken living room which was exquisitely decorated. The wall
towards the valley was totally made of glass held by a dark metal
framework. I was impressed.
I looked out the window. I could see the steeple of the
university chapel from up there. Slowly the lights were coming
on. The scenery was terrific as the city below began to sparkle.
I saw her reflection in the window as she walked up to me. I
studied Mrs. X some more. She looked about the same height as me
and had a well-proportioned trim hour-glass figure. Her body
looked like she worked out regularly. She wore a one-piece
expensive looking jump suit made of cashmere that clung to her
curves. Everything in this house reeked of lots of money.
During past dates I had learned that the very wealthy could
really have fun and not be hampered by hang-ups. I decided that
this was going to be such a fun date.
She placed her hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them, and
asked me if I enjoyed the view.
I told her it was incredible. She pulled me back against her and
stroked my hair for a second. Then her hands rubbed along my
flanks before moving upwards to cup my breasts. I turned my head
and we started to kiss. Our tongues were playing in the other’s
mouth. We both knew why I was here and she didn’t waste any time.
My nipples were getting hard as her hands continued to gently
squeeze my breasts through my clothes when she whispered in my
ear that she had a little surprise for me, and asked me if I had
ever done a lesbian threesome.
I told her I had and that I thought those were fun. Anything for
a paying customer. And I understood why H. had said that this was
a date with an extra fee.
She asked me to come with her and we walked up the steps to her
bedroom.
It really was a surprise that she had in store for me because on
the bed in a frilly little see-through nightgown sat a young
teenage girl. Mrs. X told me after I recovered from my shock that
this was D., one of her neighbors’ daughter, that she was 16, and
that they had enjoyed an affair since last summer. She had
seduced the girl who had been more than willing to experiment
with her. Mrs. X’s husband didn’t know about them so they could
only get together when he was gone. He was on a business trip to
China until next weekend, so they had played with each other
every day. She liked to occasionally hire girls from OCS to keep
her company during her husband’s frequent absences.
D. had wanted to try a threesome, so Mrs. X. had purchased my
services for the night. Well, I had worse dates.
Mrs. X asked me to unzip her and she took her jumpsuit off. Clad
in just bra and panties she climbed onto the bed and lay down
next to D. She moved easily into Mrs. X’s arms and I could tell
they had done this before. I slowly got undressed while they were
kissing very intimately and touching each other all over.
I lay down next to them and watched them for a bit. Mrs. X
motioned for me to get in on their game. As they were still
kissing I decided to start a little lower on the girl. I rubbed
her legs, moving her nightgown higher up her thighs each time.
Her legs opened and I kneeled between them. I pushed her panties
aside and started licking her pussy. She tasted so sweet, all
clean little girl pussy taste.
She soon started to squeal, muffled by Mrs. X’s mouth still
kissing her. But her hips were bucking, and suddenly she grabbed
my head pulling my face tight against her pussy while she came,
and then just as suddenly she pushed me away. I sat up and
grinned at her. She was panting hard and had her eyes closed.
Mrs. X sat up too, pulled me close, and licked the girl’s juices
off my lips.
It got totally wild after that. We took the rest of our clothes
off and licked each other in all different combinations and
positions. We would lie on our sides like a triangle licking each
other’s pussies, or one of us would lie on her back and the
second between her legs and the third sitting on the first’s
face. Then we also played with different vibrators and even
fucked each other with a double dong. I totally lost count of how
often I came.
Finally we got to the grand finale. Mrs. X brought out two strap-
on dildos. D and I put them on. Mrs. X got on her hands and
knees, D started to fuck Mrs. X’s pussy and I pushed into D’s
pussy. It took us a while to get the rhythm right, but we did
manage.
D and Mrs. X came almost simultaneously and it was a good thing
the house was empty of other people. We made that much noise. D
said afterwards that it was such a wild feeling, fucking and
getting fucked at the same time.
I would have liked to try that too, but suddenly Mrs. X looked at
the alarm clock and jumped up. D had to go home immediately. It
was already a little after 11 p.m. She was already a little over
the time she was allowed to stay out.
We kissed and she seemed a little shy as she said goodbye to us.
She had her clothes hidden underneath the bed and she quickly
dressed in shorts and a top without any underwear.
I stayed on the bed as Mrs. X showed her out.
When Mrs. X returned she said that D’s parents probably wouldn’t
even notice their daughter coming home late.
I made out a lot more with Mrs. X but our clits were getting
overly sensitive and our pussies more than a little sore. So we
quit and went to sleep. She held me in her arms and I got a
little sentimental. It reminded me of sleeping in my mom’s arms
after a bad dream when I was a little girl.
Thinking about it I felt that I needed to find time soon to go
home to visit with Mom and Daddy.
When I woke the next morning Mrs. X was still stretched out next
to me and watching me. She said I looked so sweet when I was
sleeping. We made out a little but soon discovered that our clits
and pussies had not yet recovered. Then she slapped my butt and
said we should both get cleaned up.
She would shower first and then I could get into the shower and
get dressed while she fixed breakfast. She asked me what I would
like and I told her some pancakes and some scrambled eggs with
bacon.
I was ready to head downstairs and was startled to see D rushing
from a bedroom to the hallway bathroom. She was naked. What the
fuck?
I heard the shower running and knew I had a few moments to snoop
around. I went to the bedroom D had come out of and noticed a
rumpled bed in a typical frilly girl’s bedroom. I saw a large
picture on her dresser. I almost screamed when I took a long look
at it. There was D in a graduation gown standing between Mrs. X
and a man who I assumed was her husband and D’s father. It was a
graduation picture from junior high and had a date from this
summer with the name of the school printed on it.
It hit me like a hammer. D was Mrs. X’s daughter! They had wanted
me to think she was somebody else’s daughter. And she wasn’t
sixteen like she had said but rather fourteen. When her husband
was away, Mrs. X was not only hiring escorts but was also having
an affair with her own daughter. Oh shit. I wasn’t sure how I
felt about getting paid for sex with a fourteen year old in an
incest game ... and the husband not even aware of it. Being a
prostitute was illegal enough. If Mr. X caught us, I could get
locked away for life!
I made my way downstairs quietly as I heard Mrs. X on the phone.
She was obviously talking to her husband and she told him that
she had lived through another lonely night and that D was fine
and had stayed home last night for once. I snickered. I thought
the night had been quite eventful for Mrs. X as well as for D.
Breakfast was uneventful. Afterwards Mrs. X called a taxi for me
to take me back to campus.
So, Diary, on the way home I already thought how I would feel
about having sex with my daughter, when and if I had one, behind
my husband’s back. Would I feel right about it? Would my daughter
even want to have sex with me, helping me with cheating on my
husband/her father? I didn’t think I would want to hide it from
my husband, would he understand or perhaps even get into the game
himself? Or would he not want to know, perhaps not even
considering it cheating, if I had sex with another female? Even
if it happened to be our own daughter?
When I pictured myself doing that with my daughter, I got really
turned on. My daughter would definitely be even prettier than D.
I imagined her lithe, young, developing body, her tits still
small, her pussy hair not too thick yet, her face still so
innocent. If my clit hadn’t been so sensitive I would have rubbed
one out while fantasizing.
I had to think back to D and Mrs. X. Last night D had seemed fine
and well adjusted, she was so eager to lick her mom’s pussy. Her
mom was just as eager. They had at times looked like they were
making love and weren’t just having lesbian sex.
It was obvious to me her daughter was a willing participant. But
did D ever use this as a tool to take advantage of her mother?
She could easily blackmail her mom by threatening to tell her
father. How is their relationship now? Was Mrs. X still able to
be D’s mother? D had to know that she could cause a shit-load of
problems if she squealed. She was in a position of strength now
with her mother, if she wanted to be. The inherent threat of
going to her father or even the police gave her a powerful weapon
to manipulate her mother into doing just about anything she
wanted.
They may have enjoyed the seduction and the first times they were
together, but how had things changed between them since? Had D
pushed her mom into hiring “Tamera” or other OCS girls to do the
threesomes? Was it really their first threesome?
It was hard for me to tell what was really going on between
mother and daughter. D might just enjoy doing things with her
mom, and so far didn’t do anything to take advantage of her. The
idea of being discovered cheating while doing something so
illegal with an underage girl would keep me from doing it. For
all I knew, though, Mr. X could know everything, and they had
agreed to never discuss it. That would explain the phone call. I
was betting on it just being cheating though.
That was my date, Diary. And likely the last with Mrs. X.
I put Mom’s diary down. Wow, what a story. Mom seemed as
conflicted then as she was now. I bet she was having the same
thoughts now as she had about the woman in the diary entry. She
didn’t seem put off by the idea of having sex with me. Could Mom
be more worried how it would change me and our relationship for
the worse down the road? Or how I might end up viewing her as I
got older, worried I could end up hating or even disowning her?
I understood now why Mom seemed to want to do things with me and
Jamie ... at least at first ... and wasn’t totally against me
doing some things with Daddy. She was firm about no fucking
though.
Thinking again about D and Mrs. X, Mom also had quickly
recognized that the girl was in a position of strength over her
mother. Could that be intimidating her too much when it came to
doing things with me and Jamie? I would never risk hurting my
parents. I knew Jamie wouldn’t either. But we were both still
kids who could change dramatically as we got older.
Did I really want my family to go as far with sex as the Rayners
had? The more I had done with my parents this past week, the less
the idea intimidated me.
I thought back to my talk with Sarah on Monday morning. The sex
with Mom and Daddy didn’t scare me, but I wasn’t sure about how
things would be afterwards. I really wanted my parents to be my
mother and father above anything else, and not just two adults I
had sex with whenever any of us got horny. But I knew that that
might not be so easy if we ever went all the way.
The few times with her and Daddy had been wild and it had been
fun. Most of it was spontaneous. But I guessed what we had done
so far had only been fun because I had wanted to be included. I
really hadn’t had full blown sex with either of my parents, and I
remembered how awkward I had felt yesterday afternoon when we had
brought each other off with our fingers.
I would just have to let things continue and see where they ended
up.
******
Mom knocked on my door. “Ready to go, Mel?” she asked. She looked
a little uneasy.
I closed her diary and put it away in my hiding place. I grabbed
my overnight bag and went downstairs with her. She got her keys.
We went outside and got into her car. It was only a short drive.
Neither of us said anything at first, I sensed that Mom was kinda
tense. I was nervous, too, about the conversation we were about
to have.
“Mel,” she suddenly said, “this talk will not be easy for me or
Colleen.”
“I’m nervous as heck. I mean, I’m glad this is happening, but I’m
also anxious what it will be all about and what will come out of
it,” I interrupted her.
Mom gave me a quick sideways glance. “You’ve found out so much
lately, and you’ve been so busy with things,” Mom scrunched her
face, “Colleen hasn’t had a chance to talk with you. Please don’t
hold that against her.”
I felt a little irritated, but kept my voice soft. “She’s had
plenty of chances to be straight with me.”
Mom didn’t answer me on that one. She just said, “Please be nice
to Colleen, will you promise me that?”
I threw my hands up in the air and let them drop in my lap. “I
like Colleen. I’m not going to yell at her. But I want her to
talk straight to me, you know? No more bullshit, no more
secrets?”
Just then we pulled up in font of the Clarks’ house. Mom just
sighed.
******
We got out and I rang the doorbell.
Colleen and Sarah greeted us at the door. We went inside. We
hugged and kissed only briefly and then sat down. Mom and Colleen
sat on the couch together. Sarah and I sat in chairs next to each
other that Colleen had arranged before Mom and I arrived. We were
sort of sitting in a circle.
They seemed as tense as I felt. I certainly didn’t feel as bold
as the day before.
Sarah had poured all of us a glass of ice tea. We looked at each
other expectantly. I was wondering who would start this ‘talk’. I
looked first at Sarah, who shrugged slightly, then at Mom and
finally at Colleen. She caught my glance, gave me a pained smile
and took a deep breath.
Colleen began. “Melissa, Sarah, we have enjoyed watching the two
of you growing up over the past thirteen years. You’ve become two
beautiful and sexy young ladies, and Andrea and I knew you’d have
a friendship that would be much like ours. We never expected to
be raising our own clones though,” she half-chuckled. Mom was
grinning at both of us.
I kept my head down as I felt my face getting a little hot, but
gave Sarah a quick glance. She had blushed slightly, too.
“We know the two of you’ve been talking lately,” Colleen added.
“We like that because good friends shouldn’t keep things from
each other. At least not for very long.”
She sounded sincere, so I believed her. Doris had said the same
thing, too. I looked at Mom who smiled at me reassuringly and
nodded in agreement.
“But that also means you both found out some things that we had
kept from you. That’s why we need to have this talk today. So,
girls, it’s no longer a secret to you what Andrea and I have been
doing over the past year or more with the two of you.”
“You mean swapping us?” I asked a little petulantly.
“Well, sweetie, it may appear to you that we swapped you,”
Colleen answered sweetly, trying to keep things light and easy.
“But it wasn’t really meant to be a swap in the sense that we
were giving the other our daughter. That’s not what we had in
mind. Rather we wanted to allow both of you to learn about sex in
a positive way. As mothers we couldn’t seduce our own daughter.
So we agreed that we would help the other’s daughter to learn
about sex. We set out to attempt to gently introduce both of you
to sex by seducing the other’s daughter. And we really meant,
‘gently’.”
I glanced at Sarah who was already looking at me. She looked very
uncomfortable. I was certain then that she and Colleen hadn’t
been talking like I had been with Mom and Doris, or even with
Maggie for that matter. Nor was she quite bold enough to push the
issue unless she was being pushed herself. It was clear to me
that it would be up to me to break the ice and ask our moms the
hard questions. The problem was Mom had asked me to be nice to
Colleen. I had long ago realized putting people on the spot was a
quick way to find out things. However, it wasn’t the nicest
approach. But I didn’t want to come away from this with ‘you’re
too young to know’ again either. So, I had to not act like I was
too young to know.
Colleen then placed her hand on Mom’s thigh, looking at her. It
was like her cue to say something. I wondered if they had
rehearsed this before. Maybe they had done something similar with
Jamie.
“I suppose you girls would like to know how all this began?”
I was surprised things were going this easily. Sarah and I nodded
together.
“A little more than a year ago Colleen and I thought it was time
for both of you to learn about sex. We wanted you to learn from
experimenting, but we didn’t want you experimenting with your
friends who wouldn’t have any more experience than you had. We
wanted you to learn from the two of us, and our husbands.”
I nodded, accepting what Mom was saying.
“So, Colleen and I looked for an opportunity to get you two
started. Last summer we arranged for you girls to spend some
nights together without a baby sitter. We hoped to get you girls
involved with each other ... followed by the two of us getting
involved with you.”
I looked down at my knees as I said softly, “You know, Mom,
that’s not exactly the way it was. Julie and the Walcotts had
already seduced Sarah and done things with her long before Sarah
seduced me. The Walcotts then asked Sarah to seduce me.” I tried
hard not to get pissed off once again about their deceiving me
over the past year.
Mom and Colleen looked at each other uncomfortably. They
obviously had wanted to avoid what the Walcotts had done with
Sarah. It became very clear to them that Sarah and I had revealed
more to each other than they had guessed, and had put the puzzle
together ourselves.
“I even saw a video of the Walcotts doing a blindfold game with
Sarah, and Sarah told me what happened.”
Mom and Colleen gasped when I mentioned the video. Sarah hadn’t
ratted on me. I was so proud of my bestest friend.
I looked directly at Colleen, and asked, “Did you talk to the
Walcotts and get them to ask Sarah to seduce me?”
I reached for Sarah’s hand. “Sorry, I brought that up, chica. But
if we’re gonna have this talk, then I want everything out in the
open.”
Sarah looked at me and straightened up. “I agree with Mel.
Everybody has kept so much from both of us. I don’t like all
these secrets anymore either. Please be straight with us now,”
Sarah said pleadingly.
The two women stared at each other. Their script for this talk
wasn’t going to work anymore. Even I could see the signals going
back and forth between them that it was time to just air all the
dirty secrets.
“I was the one who talked to Terri, sweetie, after I’d discussed
it first with Colleen,” Mom answered me. “As you now know, Sarah
had been doing some sexual things with Terri, Brent, and Julie.
So I talked to Terri after she and Brent had done some things
with Sarah.”
“Why did you talk to Mrs. Walcott instead of Colleen?” I asked,
beating Sarah to the punch. “After all, it involved Sarah just as
much if not more than me. She was the one becoming a player for
the Walcotts, with the specific goal of getting me involved with
adults too. You guys were taking this to a whole different level,
whether Sarah knew it or not, by getting her to seduce me.”
Colleen answered for Mom, “Your mother offered to help after she
saw how nerve-wracking all of it was for me.” She then looked at
her life-long friend. “It’s always been easier for Andrea to do
things that are very risky and daring.”
Sarah curiously asked her mom, “You didn’t want us to get
involved, and Andrea did?”
“No, that’s not it, I did want you involved. But it’s never been
easy for me to be daring, sweetie. Oh, I can be wild with the
best of them after things get started. It’s actually initiating
things myself sometimes that’s the problem for me.”
“It is for me too,” Sarah replied understandingly to her mom.
Like mother, like daughter.
I then asked Mom, “After you talked with Terri, you and Colleen
then set up things so Sarah could seduce me?”
They nodded.
“Wait,” Sarah blurted out. “Mom, did you get the Walcotts and
Julie to start doing stuff with me?”
“It wasn’t quite like that, honey,” Colleen looked at Sarah. “You
had quite a crush on Brent Walcott when he was your teacher. Your
father and I saw the opportunity that you perhaps might be
comfortable trying some things with him and Terri. I did
encourage you to go over to see Julie, hoping that something
would perhaps happen between the two of you. Julie had been doing
some things before then.”
Holy shit. Julie must have had sex with the Thomases when she was
really young still. Maggie had balked at revealing what had
happened with Julie. Perhaps Mom or Colleen might be more
forthcoming? I decided to try to find out.
“So Julie had already had sex with Pastor Thomas and Doris?”
Mom and Colleen gasped again and looked at each other. They
weren’t prepared for that one. Maggie hadn’t told me anything
other than that Julie spent afternoons with Doris beginning when
she was eight. Sarah had a curious look about her.
Colleen looked at me. “Mel, what makes you think ...”
I interrupted her. I spoke softly and with an even but firm
voice. “Colleen, please no more misdirection. Maggie said she
couldn’t tell me about others. So if you can’t tell us about
Julie and the Thomases, then say so. But no more deceiving or
trying to throw us off. Please don’t play us anymore.”
Mom and Colleen gave a big sigh. With any script they might have
prepared ahead of time for this talk now useless, this wasn’t
going to be as easy for them as they had hoped. I had found out
too much. And they realized that I had no intentions of holding
my questions back.
Mom then replied, “Julie was involved with Doris and Bradley
then.”
I turned to Sarah who looked at me wide-eyed. Apparently she
didn’t know about Julie and the Thomases either.
Sarah now looked at her mother wide-eyed. “Did you ask Julie to
seduce me?”
I could feel Sarah’s pain. She was finding out a lot, just like
me.
“We didn’t ask Julie,” Colleen replied. “You and Julie started
that entirely on your own. Honestly. Yet when Terri discovered
the two of you actually fooling around with each other like we
had hoped, she let me know. Then your father and I discussed the
idea with her and Brent ... the idea of them seducing you. And
since you had such a crush on Brent we thought you might be
comfortable trying some sexual things with him and Terri.”
I wondered if Julie had known instinctively what was expected of
her. Or perhaps her big sister Kari had suggested that Julie fool
around with Sarah. But now there was something that didn’t add up
for me.
I asked Colleen, “Then why did you ask me to seduce Sarah since
she was already involved?”
“It was the simplest way to get you involved, honey,” she replied
to me. “If you initiated doing more with Sarah, then your mother
and I would know you really wanted to do it. If not, I’d have
backed off.” She looked at Mom, and then back at me, “Neither of
us wanted you to feel like you had to do it. You seemed very
willing with me though. Girl, were you ever willing at the time.”
Colleen grinned at me and I blushed. She was right. I had been
very willing to have sex with her. The next question came to mind
immediately.
“But, why did you have to lie to me? And why couldn’t you just
talk to me about it? I had already started kissing and touching
Sarah. I thought I was in trouble since you ‘caught’ me with
Sarah.”
Now Colleen looked extremely uncomfortable, but her voice was
steady as she answered. “Well, Melissa, what would you have
expected me to do? How would you have reacted if I or your mom
had told you that all your friends were having sex and that we
thought you ought to learn about it, too? And then asked you to
go upstairs with me so I could lick your pussy?”
Colleen looked at me intently. She held my gaze as she continued.
“I think you would’ve bolted from our house screaming.”
I sighed deeply. She was right. It was probably what I would have
done.
“But you did use my fear of being in trouble to your advantage,”
I pointed out.
She took a deep breath before answering, “Yes, I did the first
time. And I’m sorry I did it that way. I honestly didn’t know any
other way. I had to break the ice with you. If you had shied
away, it would’ve ended there, and I would’ve made it clear to
you that you weren’t in trouble.”
“I believe you,” I told her. “And I probably would’ve bolted. But
why was I last? Everybody was playing me. And while that was
going on, Sarah got to be with Mom practically ALL the time.”
Sarah objected to that, “Wait, chica. I wasn’t spending all my
time being a cheerleader. You were even working with the team
when you weren’t one anymore. After the cheer competition season
was over, you signed back up for gymnastics when you probably
already knew you weren’t going to try-out again. I think you were
afraid to tell Ms. Stanton any sooner than you had to, knowing
she would hound you to change your mind. And even when you did
tell her, and tryouts were also over, you were STILL helping the
team practice on the side until the school year was over. You
didn’t have to do any of that! You could’ve spent time with me
... or doing WHATEVER you wanted ... including fucking my
parents!”
Yikes. Sarah was seriously fired up. She wasn’t finished with me
either yet.
“I didn’t start up doing gymnastics with you again because I
already knew you would likely quit the squad before long. I knew
you were getting tired of it all. I know you better than you
think, Melissa Livingston. I already had a lot of free time, and
my best friend wasn’t around. So don’t get mad at me for what I
did without you.”
“Look, Sarah. I’m not mad at you. I just ... I dunno ...”
“Feel sorry for yourself?” Mom interrupted me gently.
“No ... well … maybe.”
Colleen then said, “Honey, Bob and I would’ve loved to spend more
time with you. And he would’ve loved to do things with you much
sooner. Remember when you came over last summer to spend a night
with Sarah while we went out? You wore no bra under that cute
little sundress so that your breasts showed through. Remember? I
told you that I had to suck Bob off in the shopping center
parking lot that night. Bob and I would’ve really loved for you
to suck him off as early as the next day. But you were always
tied up with things at school. Sarah didn’t do anything with your
parents that you couldn’t have done with us ... if you hadn’t
been involved with everything that goes with cheering.”
“Yeah ... but then neither would you have had a cheer outfit for
Sarah to wear,” I sarcastically replied. I quickly glanced at
Sarah. She looked a little spooked and pissed at me. Looking
quickly at Mom, she definitely was spooked and pissed ... more
pissed than anything though. That didn’t stop me from saying what
was on my mind though.
Sarah said to me, “Mel, it’s just the way it happened. You were
either at school or at games after school all the time. I got
hooked on being with your parents. And as far as your cheer
outfit goes, Ms. Stanton didn’t even have you turn it in when you
were supposed to. She kept hoping you would change your mind
before summer camp, and you know it. She would’ve made a spot for
you on the squad. Look, Mel. It’s nobody’s fault how it happened.
It just did.”
“Yeah, but you got pampered, had nice things bought for you, and
got taken to a fancy hotel and places. You were treated like a
princess by my parents, especially Daddy. And, yeah, you’re
probably right about my cheer outfit and Ms. Stanton.”
I was wondering why Sarah suddenly was so adamant that it just
sorta ‘happened’. I didn’t really buy that.
“Wait, Mel,” Mom quickly interrupted before things got really out
of hand between me and Sarah. “Colleen and I hadn’t thought Sarah
would want to spend so much time with your father and me. But
would you have expected us to kick Sarah out and hurt her
feelings? Or should we have forced you to do things that you
might not have been comfortable with? Colleen and Bob would’ve
loved to have you over, and would’ve done all those kinds of
things with you ... and I’m sure they still would. You developed
a little differently from Sarah and got interested in sex with
boys a little later. That is neither good nor bad. Sarah’s right
though. It’s just the way it happened. Don’t get mad at her about
that.”
I sighed. Looking at my best friend, I said, “I’m not mad at you,
Sarah! But were you crushing on my mom and daddy?”
She blushed deeply. We looked at each other and I saw the
pleading in her eyes. I quickly glanced over at Mom who had
turned a bright pink as well.
“Melissa ...” Sarah started, but I interrupted her.
“Don’t answer. It’s okay,” I told her. It wasn’t my intention to
embarrass her, but I had. Looking again at Colleen, I told her,
“Look, it’s just, it seemed like whenever I was here, I was
blindfolded to play games with others. It seems to me that you
didn’t want to spend time with me. Looking back at those times,
it seems to me that you always wanted others to fuck me. Maybe I
would have liked to have been with just you and your husband
instead of playing games with others then too ... like Sarah got
to do with my parents. I just wish I had been given a chance ...”
Colleen looked a little lost and didn’t now what to say. So Mom
answered for her.
“I know, baby girl,” Mom replied. “Just because it hasn’t
happened yet, doesn’t mean it still can’t. And don’t forget, you
had Jamie at home that whole time. It wasn’t like you didn’t have
someone to fool around with when you were home. It is what it is,
Mel. You were a cheerleader. Sarah was an only child with free
afternoons. It really is just the way it happened.”
Fuck. I hated it when Mom was right. And no matter what Sarah was
doing, I always had an older brother. Yeah, he was a big poopy
head most of the time, but he had been a lot of fun late at night
when both of us had been horny as fuck.
But I also noted that Colleen had skirted the issue of them
having others fuck me instead of them spending time alone with
me. I would have to talk to her about that when we were alone
again. I then remembered that Sarah had played blindfold games
with my parents as well. Was there some agreement between the
adults that they all got a chance to fuck a kid that had been
newly introduced to sex?
I got up and went over to Sarah, and hugged her. She hugged me
back. We were cool. We would always be cool together, even if I
acted like a baby sometimes.
After I sat down again, Colleen sighed deeply. “Honey, if I’d
suspected ahead of time that you would become so relentless in
trying to figure out everything, your mother and I would’ve come
up with a different approach. We both way underestimated you.
While you and Sarah are like two peas in a pod, you have very
different personalities. I honestly thought I could bring you
along like your mother did Sarah, and like I did Jamie as well.
But you were determined about asking questions and expecting
answers. The more you didn’t get the answers you wanted, the
angrier you became. The more you were told, the more you wanted
to know. Your personality is just so different, and I wasn’t
prepared for it, even though I’d grown up with your mom. You
truly are just like her to the point that it is almost scary.”
I glanced again at Mom. I smiled weakly at her. I wasn’t sure if
she was taking that as a compliment or not. I actually liked the
idea of being like her, especially with everything I knew about
her now.
Colleen then said, “I thought it fascinating that Jamie didn’t
seem bothered at all about whether or not his parents knew he was
screwing me. His personality is simply different, and he didn’t
worry about it. Sarah was the same way.”
Colleen surprised me the way she was openly talking about Jamie.
She assumed that Sarah and I knew about her fucking Jamie. How
did she know? I guessed that Jamie had told Mom about his big
confession to me yesterday and she in turn had let Colleen know.
Jamie had already told me about it a while back though.
Mom added, “I should’ve known better, too, baby girl. I
completely ignored everything I saw that screamed you were just
like me.”
I half snorted and smiled at Mom, who smiled back. I was trying
to make this easy for them again. But I wasn’t through yet.
I then asked Colleen, “You told Mom everything, didn’t you?”
“And you told my mom everything, too, right?” Sarah asked,
looking at my mom.
Colleen looked at us as she spoke. “Yes, girls, we told each
other everything that we did with you and how you handled it. We
wanted to be sure that you both were okay with what we doing with
you.”
I replied to her, “Then why couldn’t you just tell me that my
parents knew about me doing stuff with you and Bob? Why did you
always give me those answers that didn’t really tell me anything?
Like ‘your Mom only knows what she needs to know’?”
Colleen had a defeated look as she sat there quietly.
I took a deep breath, and asked Mom. “You wanted her to misdirect
me, didn’t you?”
Now she had the same defeated look.
I kept at Mom though, deciding to throw an admission of my own at
her.
“Remember the blindfold game when Peter was there? After you’d
fucked Peter that whole afternoon after my blindfold game, you
told Colleen that she’d handled things great so far with Jamie
and me. And when Maggie told you that I suspected a lot, you
replied back to her that it was all the more reason to be
careful, and that you and Colleen had learned to be more careful.
Daddy certainly didn’t want to have to explain to me that you
guys had made a video of the blindfold game!”
Colleen and Mom’s faces were white as sheets. I was close to
tears remembering how they all had schemed together to deceive
me. They looked at me and then between them, lost for words for
the longest time.
Sarah looked at me and realized that I was too choked up to talk.
“Was that the weekend when, after I got home from my
grandparents, you snuck home to get that CD?”
I nodded.
“Oh, my God!” Colleen exclaimed as she looked at Mom. They both
looked stunned at the knowledge that I had overheard them when
they had thought I was at the Clarks. My revelation had seriously
rattled them. They knew the weekend Sarah was talking about and
what had gone on at my house. This was big news to them, and
Sarah as well. They had seriously underestimated what all I had
found out and knew.
Sarah then said, sounding a little angry, “Mel, they really
didn’t want us to know they were playing us like that. If you
hadn’t discovered all those things, I don’t know if we ever
would’ve found out about what happened to us.”
It was very quiet in the room. Colleen and Mom obviously hadn’t
expected anything like this. They could easily see that Sarah and
I were pissed about how they had deceived us.
Mom took a deep breath. I looked at her. I could tell that she
had just entered serious mom-mode.
“Melissa, I didn’t want you to know that Colleen kept me informed
about everything that you were doing with them. And the same was
true the other way around for Sarah. But our reasoning wasn’t
what you’re assuming. We are not as callous as it may seem to
you. When you both were becoming involved with me and Colleen,
the two of us wanted to be there for our own daughter if
something happened that you couldn’t deal with.”
Mom then asked me, “Who would you have come to if anything had
happened that you didn’t feel okay with?”
She looked at me kinda questioningly. I looked down as I answered
very softly, “To you, I guess ...”
“Would you have still felt comfortable coming to me if you had
known I had arranged for you to learn about sex this way with
Colleen? That I was condoning what she was doing with you?”
Sarah answered this time. “I guess not. I think I’m beginning to
understand why you did things the way you did. How about you,
Mel?”
“I do understand, but I also needed to know that you and Daddy
were okay with what I did with Colleen and Bob. I knew she was
telling you at least some of what was going on. I didn’t know
what though. I was fretting over if you knew too much, and what
you would do to me if you found out.”
“Sweetie,” Colleen spoke softly and looked at me, “I told you I
would’ve never done anything to hurt you or cause problems with
your parents. It was frustrating for me to see that you didn’t
believe me and that I couldn’t satisfy your curiosity.”
Mom added. “Honey, we talked about all of this last weekend. I
should have known that you needed me to talk to you. I should
have been a better mother. But frankly, I didn’t know how to
start talking to you about any of this. Sarah seemed to be fine
with what I told her. I tried to talk to you a few times. I asked
you if you had a good time when you came home from sucking Bob
off for the first time. I didn’t get much of an answer from you.
So I assumed Colleen told you enough. That was my bad. I can’t
change the past though. All I can do is try to better communicate
with you now. I‘m willing to do that, and I’m sure that Colleen
is as well. And that goes for you, too, Sarah.” Mom smiled at her
little slut.
We were all quiet for a moment. Sarah got up and refilled our
glasses.
After Sarah sat back down, I looked at Colleen, and said to her,
“I had fun with you and your husband, and I want to do more
things with both of you. But you see, my parents and I agreed on
something, and I want you to agree as well. Please don't tell me
that my mom only knows what she has to know. You told her
everything, and even showed her the video of me sucking off your
husband. You never even told me that you had a video of it. Just
tell me what’s going on. There’s no need to lie to me. I just
want straight answers to my questions, and no more deception. If
there is something you just can’t tell me, then fine. Say so."
I glanced at Sarah. She was staring at me wide-eyed again. I then
wondered if I had been too direct with her mom. I glanced at
mine. She had this conflicted look. It was like she knew
someone’s butt needed whipping, but couldn’t decide if it was
mine or hers that deserved it more. I just decided to sit there
and wait for the fallout.
“You’re right, Melissa,” Colleen plainly stated. She looked at
Mom, and they both nodded. “We’ll tell both of you what we can
from now on.”
I so wanted to do a fist pump. Sarah was glaring at me with her
eyes trying to get me not to. I resisted the urge. Mom scrunched
her lips, suppressing a smile after realizing exactly what I was
thinking. I was feeling so much better about everything. I
thought we all were.
“Can I ask you to agree with us on something in return though?”
Colleen inquired. “No more spying and snooping. You will talk to
us first if you want to know about something, okay?”
Maggie had asked me the same thing this morning. All of them were
apparently really scared what else I could possibly discover. But
I was convinced that without my snooping and spying we wouldn’t
be sitting here talking to each other, the Rayners wouldn’t have
been so open last night, Pam and Jamie wouldn’t have confessed so
much. So I asked, “How do I know what to ask if I don’t snoop?”
That seemed to leave everyone speechless. Colleen looked at Mom
and shrugged, “She’s your daughter. I don’t know how to answer
that one.”
I smiled sweetly at Mom. She knew it was a lost cause to try to
get me to stop ‘investigating’ stuff.
But Mom leaned forward to look at me more closely. “Melissa,
look, this is also about mutual trust and communication. We are
willing to trust you and Sarah with those secrets we can tell
you. So you will have to trust us that we will tell you whatever
we can. But in return that also means that you have to
communicate with both of us and ask us if there is something you
want to know. Or if something is bothering you. And I will
communicate with you. I promise for myself and your father that
we will do that.”
She looked at Sarah. “The same goes for you, sweetie.”
Colleen looked at Sarah, “I promise also for me and your father.”
Mom then got my attention again. “Please also consider this,
honey, with great snooping abilities come great responsibilities
...”
I scrunched my face. She was quoting from a Spiderman movie?
“... Use your powers for good, not evil,” Mom finished saying.
Sarah started snickering, which got all of us doing it.
“I promise,” I snorted.
“Seriously, Mel. You know how important it is to respect people’s
privacy ... and their secrets.”
I nodded. I knew firsthand from her just how important it was to
use discretion about the things I knew and had discovered. But it
seemed they wanted to set up a one-way street. They wanted to
continue to spy on us kids while keeping us from spying on them.
I wasn’t going for that.
I looked between both women. “So that means that you guys will
respect our privacy, too, right? Neither you nor the others will
ever again hide behind windows to spy on us kids so you can take
pictures and videos of us having sex with each other?”
Sarah shook her head looking a little angry. “I remember you
telling me, Mel. Did you really do that, Mom?” Colleen looked
mortified.
“I told you that I had caught your mom and Maggie in the Rayners’
bedroom doing that one day when we were all fooling around with
Penny, Pam and Peter in their backyard. You were in the shower
with the others when I discovered that the two of them were
spying on us.”
I hadn't told her though that I had known they would be doing
that again when we all were in the backyard again. Colleen and
Maggie had watched me sucking off Peter, and when he had returned
the favor, Sarah had straddled my face and I had licked her
pussy. There were a couple of pictures in my album that Maggie
had given me. Sarah and I would so have to talk some more.
“I can’t believe you did that, Mom!” Sarah seemed a little upset.
Apparently she hadn't thought about it for a while that her mom
and Maggie had filmed and photographed us. And now it was coming
back to her.
Colleen’s face turned crimson. Mom looked at me disapprovingly
but I gave her my so-what look.
“Melissa, you didn’t have a problem with me watching you with
Peter or Jennifer ...”
“But that’s different, Mom, don’t you see? I knew you might do
that. That was watching, not snooping.”
“Jennifer and Peter might see that differently. They didn’t know
I might be watching.”
I sighed. There was no easy answer. Watching was fun, but there
could always be somebody there who didn’t know that they were
being watched. Would I always know if they were okay with being
watched and videoed or photographed? I doubted that.
Colleen had recovered. Sarah threw her mom some dirty looks. I
guessed that they would do some more talking after Mom and I had
left.
“Melissa and Sarah,” Colleen chose her words carefully, “we see
your point.” She looked at Mom, who nodded. “We will talk to our
friends and see if we can come up with a solution. I don’t know
one right now. But I would point out one difference, girls. We
didn’t watch you to discover any secrets. We enjoyed watching you
kids enjoying your sexuality. And I do think that makes it quite
different from the snooping that especially you, Melissa, have
done in the past.”
“I tend to agree with Colleen. Let’s leave it at that for now,
girls,” Mom added. “We’ll talk about that some more later.”
In reply, I asked. “Speaking of people’s privacy, what about all
the sharing of videos and pictures of me? And I guess, Sarah,
too?”
I must have hit a sore point because Colleen replied quickly,
“Mel, do you remember the first talk we had about that?”
I nodded.
“Remember how upset you were at the time? You were terrified your
friends might see them, right?”
I nodded again.
“Remember what I told you? I said that if you didn’t want anyone
else to see them, I wouldn’t share them. I also told you that
sharing was a two-way street. If you wanted to see pictures of my
friends, you needed to allow them to see yours. It was only fair.
And you did agree to that. There are some people you aren’t aware
of who have seen your pictures, but they’re also fine with you
seeing their pictures since they got to see yours. You and I just
haven’t been together enough so that I could have shown you
pictures of other friends that have seen your pictures and videos
is all.”
Mom said to Sarah, “Are you concerned about that, too, sweetie?”
“Well, not really.”
“I told you basically the same thing though, didn’t I?” Mom asked
her.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“And I’ve shown you videos of others as well?”
She nodded at Mom, replying, “Yes ma’am.”
I turned to my best friend. “Seriously, chica?” I asked, looking
curiously at Sarah.
“Seriously,” she replied. Glancing at mom, before looking back at
me, she added, “Your mom showed me a few at times.”
“Of whom?”
Sarah once again looked toward Mom, who nodded her head
indicating she didn’t mind her telling me.
“One of them was of your dad with Julie.”
“Before or after you started doing things with him?”
“Before.”
I glanced at Mom. She sorta shrugged. Obviously she had wanted to
see how Sarah reacted to Daddy doing things with a young girl
before getting her involved with him too. Plus, Sarah had been
involved with Julie the previous summer as well. So, I was
betting Mom likely thought Sarah might want to ‘keep up’ with her
friend.
“What were they doing?” I asked.
“They did oral together before he fucked her.”
Holy shit! Daddy must have had sex with Julie early this year!
Julie would have been only a little more than twelve years old.
Had Daddy taken her virginity?
Sarah continued, “Your Mom said that the video had been made
earlier that year. And then she asked me if I would like to do
something like that with your father. And if I would like to give
him my virginity.”
“Your mom asked me if I would like your dad to be my first,” I
stated. We both giggled. Looking back, somehow the game our
mothers had played with us suddenly seemed a little comical now.
I thought back to Pam and Jamie’s confession yesterday. I stopped
giggling.
“Remember, Sarah, when we got our cherries busted?”
Sarah blushed deeply. “Yeah, what about it?”
She sounded embarrassed talking about it with her mother
listening. Little did Sarah know.
I glanced over to Colleen who looked away, her face flushed. Mom
looked at her lap, her face red.
“We were set up, Sarah. Our mothers wanted Pam and Jamie to fuck
in front of us. And they were to try to get us to break our
cherries so that we could get more involved with having sex. All
in preparation for our fathers to take our virginities.”
“Oh, my Gawd! Mom, Andrea, you didn’t!” Sarah looked wide-eyed at
our mothers. She seemed more than a little pissed.
I reached over to touch her hand and smiled at her. “Pam and
Jamie told me yesterday. We need to talk some more. I have a lot
to tell you.”
Sarah took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She shot a
rather angry glance at her mom.
But now I really wondered about Julie. I wondered if Doris would
be willing to talk to me about what she did with Julie when she
was with her practicing singing. Julie would have been eight
years old then. Was Pastor Thomas or Daddy the first man to fuck
Julie? How old was she the first time?
I took a deep breath. I really had gotten a late start compared
to my friends.
I looked at Mom. She wasn’t going to volunteer anything about
Julie, it appeared.
“Ummm ...”
“Mel,” Mom interrupted, “let’s stay focused on the four of us for
now. Before we talk any further about Julie and whoever else, I
think Terri and Brent should know and approve.”
I wondered if Maggie had told them about the things they had
shared with me the previous night. I figured I could find out
about all of this later though.
Sarah anxiously blurted out, “While we’re talking about privacy
and stuff, what about the webcam thing you guys setup without
telling us? You told Mel that only you and Dad would be watching
us?”
“That was a mistake,” her mom confessed. “And I apologize for
lying about that. Andrea and I obviously made mistakes in
judgment at times. Sometimes opportunities to set things up
involving one or both of you were too appealing to pass up. At
the time, Andrea and I weren’t sure what all you two were telling
each other. I was afraid Mel didn’t know just how involved you
were with Andrea and Greg. I couldn’t risk taking the chance of
her finding that out that way. That would’ve been heartless.”
I sat there trying to blend into the chair. I had allowed that
webcam session to occur without telling Sarah or Jamie that I
knew it was occurring. I did later tell Sarah. I had been
deceived as well when Colleen told me it was only going to be her
and her husband watching us.
Sarah said to her mom, “I don’t mind being involved in games and
stuff, but I had no say in that whole thing. Mel knew some of it,
but even she was lied to. I just want stuff like that to be out
in the open from now on. If you want us to put on a show, I’m
sure Jamie won’t mind ... and I KNOW Mel won’t.”
I blushed like crazy.
Mom said a little contritely, “It was a mistake, and it won’t
happen again. However, it is fun doing daring things when you
don’t know who might be watching.”
“The blindfold games?” I asked.
“Exactly,” she replied. “The webcam idea was a spur of the moment
thing. We didn’t think it through, and we did deceive you. Just
like Colleen, I’m sorry about that as well.”
I was happy they admitted they were wrong. Sarah seemed to be as
well, but she still seemed to have something on her mind.
Sarah finally looked at me, and said, “I’m sorry I was telling
your Mom about the stuff we were doing ... like about Pam using
the hairbrush to ... you know. That wasn’t right either.”
I looked at Sarah and smiled incredulously at her. She was
grinning back at me, happy with herself for getting one over on
me. She really didn’t need to mention the cherry busting
hairbrush though.
“It’s cool. I was doing the same thing, chica,” I replied. “And
I’m sorry for hurting you like that, too ... especially
mentioning to your Mom how Jamie popped your cherry with my Mom’s
vibrator.”
Sarah blushed, before replying, “You didn’t hurt me, Mel. I think
they both enjoyed the things we told them.”
Both our Moms seemed for once to be rather speechless and
embarrassed.
I grinned. “True, I think our Moms enjoyed us ratting out each
other.”
Colleen then said in an obvious attempt to get finished with this
particular subject, “Can we all agree that nothing gets said
behind someone else’s back ... without that person’s permission
beforehand? That we’ll talk with people rather than about
people?”
Sarah and Mom nodded. I wasn’t completely convinced.
I said, “It’s cool with me, but is this always going to be just a
‘me and Sarah telling you guys stuff’ kinda thing?”
“What do you mean?” Mom asked.
“Why can’t you guys rat out each other to us sometime?”
Mom and Colleen looked at each other carefully. Neither seemed
comfortable with that idea.
“Double standard, huh?” I accused.
Mom softly sighed, and said, “Honey, I said earlier that we
promise to tell you those things that affect you. But we have
other friends that both of you haven’t met. And we could have
secrets with them. And there are other secrets between our
friends you do know, and we can’t always share the things each of
us do with others. There are things that you’re just too ...”
I interrupted her with a hard glare. I dared her to say ‘too
young’.
She sighed again. “Let me try this again. We’re your mothers.
With that comes certain rights and privileges.”
“You’re playing the ‘mom’ card?” I asked, exasperated.
“Yes, I am. Melissa. We’re not equals here. I am your mother.
Colleen is Sarah’s mother. We’ll be your friends and do things
together when we can. It doesn’t put you on equal footing with us
though. You both need to understand and acknowledge that now, or
we’ll have to be your mothers only.”
I sighed. I glanced at Sarah who seemed to be giving me the look
that she thought Mom was right.
“Okay, we’re the kiddies and you’re the mommies,” I cutely said.
Sarah giggled at me. Mom tried to keep a straight face. Colleen
wasn’t as successful.
“What about you, Sarah?” Mom asked her. She nodded trying to keep
her composure.
I told Sarah, “You’re such a little ass kissing kiddie.”
She stuck her tongue out at me. I gave her a snarly face.
Colleen then said, “It doesn’t mean we won’t ever ‘rat out’ the
other. Some of us have a lot more to be ratted out about.” She
glanced at Mom who stuck her tongue out at Colleen. Oh wow, was
she referring to Mom’s past? Did Colleen know that I knew about
it? Would she talk to me about it?
“Look, sister. Don’t start acting like you’re not as big a slut
at heart as I am,” Mom said to Colleen, which prompted a snarly
face in reply.
We all giggled a little. The tension that had crept in seemed to
have left again now.
Mom scooted forward on the couch. She seemed to have something on
her mind. “Sarah,” Mom glanced at her before her eyes moved over
to me, “Mel, I would like to say something that’s important to
me. All of what we have just talked about had a ring to it that
we treated you unfairly and with little regard for you. That was
never our intention. All of us, Colleen and Bob, Greg and I, we
love both of you very much. We didn’t want to hurt you in any
way. We all have enjoyed sex a lot, and we hoped to show you how
much you could enjoy it too. I admit we have made mistakes. And I
apologize for them.”
“You two made one mistake that upset me one time,” Sarah blurted
out.
Mom and Colleen glanced at each other with concern all over their
faces.
Sarah explained, looking at my mother, “I saw you over at my
parents one day early last summer... in bed with my mom having
sex.”
Our Moms waited for Sarah to continue.
“At the time, I thought you and Mom were lesbians and that you
both were going to leave our dads.”
“Oh, baby,” Colleen agonizingly groaned.
“It was just a setup, wasn’t it?” Sarah finally asked both of
them.
Mom replied, “Honey, that was my fault. I talked your mom into
doing that together ... hoping it might get you interested in me
since you had already been involved with Julie and Terri. I
didn’t think it through like I should’ve. If I had, I would’ve
realized it could give you a different impression.”
“It’s cool now. It’s in the past. I was just wondering how and
why you two did it. I really thought it was just an accident that
I saw it.”
“It was a setup. In fact, it wasn’t the first time we tried it,”
Mom told her.
“Seriously?” Sarah asked, amazed at their determination at the
time.
“We tried once before, but you never came out of your room.
Colleen had figured a way to put a mirror on the bedside table to
give one of us a view of the door. The mirror was small enough
that we figured you wouldn’t notice it, especially while you were
focused on what your mom and I were doing together. We spent
about a half hour making out naked in your parents’ bedroom with
the door partially open. One of us kept a constant watch for any
sign of you peeking in. When we hadn’t seen you after about
twenty minutes, we debated making some loud noises, figuring you
would investigate.”
“That must’ve been the day before I did see you.”
Mom nodded.
Sarah added, “I remember hearing voices and noises that sounded
... well ... odd.” Mom and Colleen looked down, suppressing
giggles while blushing. “When I came out of my bedroom, I knew
the noises were coming from Mom’s bedroom, but I went back in my
room before seeing what was going on.”
“Why didn’t you check out what was going on?”
“Well, for one, I’m not you, Mel.” I snickered at her. “But
mainly because ... well ... I had been playing with myself and
had the smell of pussy on my fingers, as well as my mouth from
licking and sucking on them. I was expecting Mom and Andrea to
still be downstairs when I came out of my room. When I realized
they were in Mom’s bedroom, I decided I better stay in mine until
I could get to the hallway bathroom to clean up. I didn’t want
them to walk out into the hall, catching me smelling like I did.”
“Too funny,” I giggled.
“It is now, chica. But it wasn’t at the time.”
I then asked everyone, “So, what happened the next time?”
Colleen replied this time. “The second time was much more
successful since Sarah already knew Andrea had gone upstairs as
soon as she got here to talk with me in my bedroom. Sarah came
out of her room about fifteen minutes after we began having sex.”
Mom added, “She saw us together on the bed, naked and Colleen
wearing a strap-on while she fucked me from behind. When Colleen
noticed Sarah in the bedside mirror, she told me loud enough for
Sarah to hear to swap the strap-on with her so I could fuck her
the same way. We quickly made the change so that I was now
wearing it, and fucking Colleen with it. Sarah watched off and on
for about another five minutes before she stopped watching us.”
“Yeah, I went back to my room at that point. It was the first
time I’d ever seen Mom doing anything like that, or being
involved with any adult other than Dad.”
Mom scrunched her lips, and said, “Again, I apologize for that
happening.”
“I do too, sweetie. Scaring you into thinking we were having an
illicit affair wasn’t our intent.”
Mom then said to me and Sarah, “I’m sure there are other things
we did that upset you girls.” Mom looked at Colleen, who had
nodded while Mom was speaking, and then she looked at us again.
“But I also think that we should put those things behind us. I
know, you, Sarah, have had a lot of fun discovering your
sexuality, and, Mel, from what Colleen and Doris have told me and
from what I’ve seen, you did, too. So let’s look forward to
having fun now that we have those secrets out of the way.”
“I agree with Andrea,” Colleen said. “How about you girls?”
“I think I would like that,” Sarah agreed after a few seconds.
Rather grudgingly I had to agree also. “I’ve learned a lot from
Bob and Colleen. I do want to have more fun with you.”
Colleen then said, “Honey, I very much enjoyed showing you some
fun new things. You were an eager learner.”
I snorted which made them almost laugh. What we had been doing
over the past year was far from some formal instruction.
“Okay, we enjoyed having hot sex with and perverting you girls,”
Mom replied, joining the talk. I nodded in approval of that
assessment.
“Did I pass the audition to become the youngest Livingston slut?”
I asked.
Mom snickered loudly, which got us all giggling and laughing
again. It was better than getting mad and upset about what they
had done with us. Yeah, it was wrong, if not perverted, to do us
like they had done us. But the only thing I had to complain about
was all the secrecy that I believed hurt things between all of
us.
“I’d say you graduated with honors,” Mrs. Clark replied smiling.
“I hope classes aren’t over,” I told her, smiling slyly. I
remembered the cool moves that Sarah had fucked Daddy with Sunday
night. I knew what I wanted Colleen to teach me.
Mom replied, “When it comes to sex, there’s always something new
to experience.” She stared directly at Sarah while smiling.
I then decided to ask about something that I had been curious
about since I learned Sarah had lost her virginity to Daddy at
the same time I lost mine to hers.
“Do you guys mind answering something for me?”
“What is it, sweetie?” Colleen asked.
“When Sarah and I started talking about the things we were doing
with each other’s parents, we figured out we lost our virginities
on the same night.”
Mom and Colleen had a slightly squeamish gaze going on between
them.
I half-laughed, and added, “It’s cool. I think Sarah and I both
enjoyed it very much. But I’ve wondered a few times how you were
able to avoid me and Sarah seeing each other that night. I mean,
we should’ve at least passed each other on the way to the other’s
house, right?”
Mom replied to me, “We had that planned out too. I arranged with
Terri Walcott to invite Sarah over so that Sarah thought her mom
figured she was spending the night at the Walcotts with Julie. Of
course, Colleen knew different, but agreed. After you made it
over here, Colleen called me on my cell phone and let me know
while you were outside talking with Bob. Your father and I had
been out shopping and then went over and picked up Sarah to spend
the night with me and your father.”
I snorted, “You guys thought of everything.”
“We couldn’t afford not to. Unfortunately, we weren’t always so
successful in planning ... because of an overly inquisitive
daughter of mine,” Mom snickered.
“I guess you took Sarah back to the Walcotts the next morning?”
“Uh huh. And then Terri called Colleen letting her know it was
fine for you to come home.”
I shook my head in amazement. Our Moms had been determined that
we were both going to lose our virginities that night!
“One more question,” I stated. Mom smiled wryly waiting for me to
ask. “Was Sarah spending the night with you and Daddy when I went
over for Bob’s birthday with my cheer outfit?”
She nodded. “It was one of the times Sarah spent the night with
me and your father. It was a spur of the moment thing though
because Mrs. Jeffcoat got sick and Sarah couldn’t go to see her
grandparents.”
“And you agreed to get Sarah out of the way so I could suck off
Bob on his birthday,” I said kinda caustically.
“Melissa!” Mom was pissed at my tone of voice.
Colleen got into our little spat. “What the hell, Andrea! We
might as well let them know. Yes I asked your mother and Maggie
to help me out. I so wanted you to be Bob’s special birthday
gift. And I wanted to see if you might like to have sex with
him.”
I smiled gratefully at Colleen and took a deep breath. I was
relieved that she got Mom to ease up on me.
She looked at me as she continued. “Actually, my mother getting
sick made it a little complicated, Melissa. The Walcotts already
had plans of their own, and your parents and the Rayners wanted
to go to a movie together. So Maggie and Andrea came up with the
idea of Penny asking Jamie over for Friday night while you,
Sarah, were at the Rayners. The Walcotts agreed for Kari to go
over to the Rayners to help watch you kids while Penny was with
Jamie.”
Colleen took a sip of ice tea before she spoke with a crooked
grin. “Penny was to let you kids watch her getting fucked by
Jamie, so you had something to keep you from leaving the Rayners’
house. That also gave Sarah a chance to see Jamie in action and
taste Jamie’s sperm. We thought that perhaps Jamie might kinda
like Sarah, and Sarah him.”
I looked at Sarah who blushed. I remembered Maggie telling me how
I got hooked up with Peter. Had something similar happened for
Sarah and Jamie? Had their mothers looked for the right timing,
too?
Mom took over. “So after the movie we took Maggie and Kent home
and picked up Sarah. Your father took her back over to the
Rayners when he went to work the next morning.”
I took a deep breath. Mom, Colleen, Maggie, and Terri, too,
really were thick as thieves, and prepared to do a lot for each
other even on a moment’s notice.
I asked Mom, “So, Sarah spending the night was a last second
decision?”
“Pretty much. When she couldn’t stay with her grandparents, we
worked it out so she could spend the night with us without
breaking our date with Maggie and Kent.”
“I assume it wasn’t the first time she gave Daddy a blowjob
though.”
“No, but it was one of the first times the three of us fooled
around in the backseat of the car,” Mom replied with a grin,
surprising me that she would tell me something like that without
me having to first discover it had happened.
Sarah blushed, but looked at me. I rolled my eyes at her, but
also let her see that I wasn’t upset she hadn’t told me about
that yet. There was so much still to talk about!
“What did you guys do?”
“We went parking down by the riverbank. There was only one other
car there with a teen couple, and we parked far enough away so
they couldn’t really see us. They were too into each other to pay
us any attention though. So, we fooled around ... kissing,
touching, licking, sucking ...”
“Too cool,” I stated. However, I felt that all too familiar
jealous twinge again. I didn’t say anything about it though. I
didn’t want to risk pissing off Mom again.
“It’s a wonder all your plans worked out without Sarah or I
figuring things out,” I observed.
Mom replied, “Not everything. Some things happened in a way that
we hadn’t planned on. Colleen and I had hoped we each would be
spending roughly the same amount of time with each of you.” She
looked at me ruefully. “As we already said, that didn’t happen,
and it hurt you once you knew how much time your father and I
were spending with Sarah.”
“That wasn’t the worst part though,” I replied.
“I know. I hope that has been fixed now. Just a few weeks ago, I
couldn’t have imagined we’d be sitting together and talking so
openly with each other as we have over the past week. If
anything, maybe going through all of that was what we needed.”
“I don’t know about that, but I’m glad something really cool came
from it,” I said, smiling sweetly.
Colleen then said, “I know I frustrated you quite a bit, Melissa,
by keeping a number of things from you.”
I sighed. They were still keeping some things from me. But, I
went over and sat in her lap, kissing her. “It’s cool. I know you
weren’t supposed to tell me some things.”
She rubbed my thigh affectionately.
Sarah got up and walked over to Mom, sitting in her lap like I
was with Colleen. “I think it’s cool how things have turned out,”
she said. Mom rubbed her thigh like Colleen was doing mine. It
was obvious that Mom so wanted to do more than that with her. The
lust they had for each other was like a blinking neon sign.
I grinned at her and she blushed. She had definitely got the best
out of the past year compared to me. I didn’t see the point in
trying to keep score though. It wasn’t a competition.
Colleen interrupted my thoughts, “They are really close, aren’t
they?”
“Yeah ...”
“I wish we’d had more time together. I know Bob does too.”
“Hopefully we can ... now that I’m not so tied up with
cheerleading.”
“Cheerleading won’t be the problem now,” she said, and I knew
exactly who she was referring to.
I think I surprised her when I replied, “Maybe Peter and I will
hang out over here from now on.”
Sarah added, “Seems fair since Jamie and I are at your house so
much.”
“That’s because you guys can easily get me in bed with you,” I
smirked.
Colleen then said, “You and Peter can come over anytime. I’m sure
Bob won’t mind if Peter tags along.”
“The four of us could make things very interesting,” I grinned.
“But Colleen, I don’t want to interfere with Jamie spending time
with you and Bob.” I gave her a sly smile. “Perhaps sometimes it
could be Jamie and me with you and Bob, so Mom and Daddy could
have fun with Sarah. I just want us to be open about everything
from now on.”
“I think some things can be just between us, unless it affects
others in our families in a bad way.”
“But ... Mom, Daddy and I agreed to not keeping secrets from each
other.”
Mom quickly interjected, “Well, honey. It wasn’t quite that. We
said if the secret involved you, then your father and I wouldn’t
hide it from you. That doesn’t mean you get to know all of our
secrets.”
“Okay, I agree with that,” I stated. “But there is one secret you
guys haven’t told me yet.”
The two of them looked at each other carefully.
“You mean ...?” Mom asked.
“The BIG secret,” I said mockingly. “You know, the secret you two
have together.”
“Honey ...” Colleen began, pausing. “This secret involves other
people ... not just us ...”
“You said it’s a secret that can hurt a lot of people, including
you and Mom. If it can hurt my mom and my family, then it does
involve me. It definitely involves Sarah as well,” I stated a
little too belligerently for my own good.
The two of them looked at each other closely. It had quickly
dawned on them that I wasn’t going to let this drop.
“You said Mom would reveal it to me when she was ready,” I
reminded Colleen.
I knew I was treading very close to getting in trouble with Mom.
I knew better than to talk like that around her. Asking a
question like I had been earlier was one thing, putting an adult
on the spot was not a good thing for a kid to do, especially one
of her kids. But I didn’t fucking care right then.
“Melissa, I’m not ready to reveal it to anyone,” Mom bluntly told
me. She was looking rather fiercely at me. I fought to control my
emotions. I didn’t want to screw up what had become a great
friendship between us, but I wasn’t about to let this go so
easily either.
“Will you ever be?”
“Maybe. Maybe not.”
I looked at Colleen, “Are you ever going to tell Sarah?”
“When and if I feel the time is right.”
“So there is this huge secret involving at least the two of you
that can hurt a lot of people ... and Sarah and I are supposed to
just pretend like everything is all hunky dory? Seriously?” I
asked, incredulously.
“Honey, Colleen and I have made promises to others we can’t
break.”
I scrunched my lips thinking how convenient. I glanced at Sarah.
She wasn’t about to get in the middle of this. She rarely lost
her cool like I sometimes did. Gawd, I sometimes wished I had her
patience. I had already blown any chance of rationally discussing
this with either of our moms.
Mom read my face all too easily. Then she surprised me by saying,
“Listen, if we were to tell you our secret, there is no way it
wouldn’t affect how you think of certain people. You wouldn’t be
able to look them in the eye without likely judging them harshly
what they did or didn’t do at the time, even though they were
doing what they thought they needed to do when it all happened.”
Whoa, I thought. What the fuck happened?
“When did this all happen?”
“Long before you were even born, honey.”
“Are we enemies of the state or something? Is Guantanamo Bay in
my future?”
Mom half smiled, “No, nothing like that. It started with
something that changed our two families in a big way.”
“You mean you and Daddy?” I asked, and turned to Colleen. “And
you and your husband?”
Mom replied, “I mean mine and Colleen’s parents, your
grandparents. It forever changed things, not only between them,
but the relationship Colleen and I had ... and have now.”
I looked down, lost in my thoughts. What the fuck was Mom talking
about? Forever changed how things were between her and Colleen?
Between Sarah’s grandparents and mine?
“This happened before you met Daddy?”
She nodded. “Quite some time before.”
“Do our fathers know this secret?” I asked, looking between them.
They both nodded.
I again looked over at Sarah. Her apprehensive gaze likely
matched my own. So this secret not only involved our parents, but
our grandparents. And I thought the sex Sarah and I were having
with each other’s parents was a big secret. However, our moms had
come clean about the sex going on between us and each other’s
parents. This secret sounded like something completely different
than what our two families were doing.
Obviously, this secret involved something more. I had never seen
any hint from our grandparents that they were up to the kinds of
things our parents were doing with me and Sarah. And if anyone
would have seen it, I would. If they had been, it certainly
wasn’t a big deal to me. After all, I had been doing sex stuff
with my own Mom and Daddy lately. There would be no reason for
Mom to believe I would think of them differently than her and
Daddy. So, it had to be something else.
Whatever this secret involved had ‘forever changed’ things for
all of them to the point that Mom and Colleen thought they
couldn’t tell us. So, there was only one thing for me to do.
Snoop. I knew Sarah would help me, too.
Colleen moved her face close to mine. We locked eyes and we
kissed briefly. But all of us could feel the tension in the room.
“Honey, we’ve told you so much today. Let’s leave the big secret
for now and let’s have fun together, okay?” She looked at me
hopefully to see if I would agree.
“I know Bob and I have got competition now,” she continued. Her
hand was gently rubbing my tummy.
“Makes me wish I had been more forthcoming with you a little
earlier.” She threw a glance over to Mom who was kissing Sarah
passionately. “She had it a lot easier with my daughter,” Colleen
said regretfully.
“I wish it had been you telling me all the stuff I found out
lately. But you got to be Jamie’s and my first adult. So you had
twice the fun, too.”
Colleen threw her head back and laughed. “Oh sweetie, you never
fail to surprise me. But seriously, I’d prefer you stayed with me
and Bob instead of Doris tonight. She means well, but can get too
out there at times.”
I didn’t reply to her directly, but I did say, “I want to spend a
lot more time with you and Bob really soon. And I mean with you
and Bob only.”
“I’ll make time for you, honey,” she replied, kissing my cheek.
“Bob will as well, I’m sure. And it will be just us,” she
chuckled.
Sarah didn’t seem to pick up on the little dig her mom had made
about Doris. Colleen knew what Doris had done with Mom during
college. Sarah didn’t. I was sure from that little statement
alone that Colleen still had issues with Doris about their
college days.
Colleen kissed me harder and I could feel the longing to do more
with me right now. I was ready to fool around with her, too.
I broke our kiss. “Mom, do we still have a little time?”
She knew what I wanted, and I could see from where Sarah and she
had their hands that they were well on their way to needing a
room, too.
“We have a little time left, and I don’t think Doris will mind if
we show up a little later.”
I got up out of Colleen’s lap and looked at her invitingly. She
caught on immediately. She got up, took my hand and we headed for
the stairs. When I turned around, I saw that Sarah and Mom were
close behind us.
******
Colleen walked into her bedroom. I stopped at the door and
motioned for Sarah and Mom to come join us. Sarah glanced at Mom
apprehensively. It was clear to me she had expected to go to her
own bedroom with Mom to fool around. She certainly wasn’t
expecting me to encourage her to be in the same room with her own
mom.
Mom’s face lit up when she saw me waving at them. Her expression
became devilish. She knew what I wanted to do. It was daring. I
was daring her to be mischievous with me. I knew Sarah would
follow her lead. She took Sarah’s hand and joined us in Colleen’s
bedroom.
I flounced onto the bed, and patted it to encourage Colleen,
Sarah, and Mom to climb on with me. Sarah, of course, followed
Mom’s lead, and Colleen joined in with them.
“Let’s get naked,” I stated, pulling my top off and removing my
bra. Colleen hesitated.
Mom and Colleen looked at each other. Suddenly Colleen threw her
head back and laughed. “What the hell! I guess, it’s pay back
time. Mel is running the show this time. Your daughter, Andrea!”
Mom grinned while Sarah looked at me and shook her head.
A moment later, the others followed my example and got undressed.
Once we were all naked, the others didn’t seem to have a clue
what to do next. Actually, I was certain Mom knew where I was
going, but didn’t know quite how I was going to get us there. She
looked at me with a smirk. I could read her mind easily this
time. It said, ‘you got yourself and us in this mess, I’m just
watching to see how you will dig yourself out of it.’ ‘Bad
mommy’, I thought. Also, while Mom and I had been doing some
sexual things with one another, I was more than certain that
Sarah and her mom hadn’t.
But I enjoyed the challenge.
“Colleen, can you show us what you were using with Mom when you
and she set things up for Sarah to catch you?”
“Mel ...” Colleen said, hesitating to do anything.
“Go ahead and get it, Colleen,” Mom encouraged her. I did a
mental fist pump at that. “It’s not like they’ve never seen a
strap-on before.”
Colleen slid off the bed, taking a deep breath while doing so. I
smiled at Mom, who looked wide-eyed at me. Now she was obviously
wondering just how far I was going to push things.
Colleen returned from the closet and tossed the strap-on in the
middle of the bed. I quickly scooted closer to Mom, only leaving
room for Colleen to get back on the bed next to Sarah.
I picked up the strap-on, inspecting it.
“I remember this one,” I said, glancing at each of them. They all
looked a little apprehensive, including Mom. It was do or die
time, and I believed they all knew it. But who would I initiate
things with? They didn’t know, but I did.
“Put it on, please, Mom?” I asked her quietly, putting it in her
hands.
Mom so wanted to balk at what I said. But she couldn’t resist my
dare. I had chosen well.
“Mel?” Sarah softly inquired of me. I think she knew what was
about to happen, or did she?
As Mom finished tightening the harness on her, Sarah looked at me
pleadingly, “Please don’t ask me to, Mel, please? Not in front of
Mom.”
As Mom climbed back onto the bed, and sat back on her haunches
with the dildo poking out from her crotch, I replied to Sarah,
“Don’t worry, I’m not.”
I then rose up on my knees and scooted over to Mom, wrapping my
hand around the shaft of the toy. I looked at Colleen, “Did you
let Mom do you doggie style?”
She took a sharp breath and then nodded. As I fondled the dildo,
I moved my mouth to Mom’s, pausing just inches from her lips to
glance at Sarah and Colleen. They both stared intently, almost
willing me to not stop. I had them now. I turned back to Mom and
touched her lips with mine, keeping them together with hers as
our kiss slowly began to intensify. Soon out tongues were dueling
with each other’s. The Clark girls were almost trembling watching
us.
“Kiss each other,” I told them.
They looked at each other carefully. Having watched me and Mom
helped to lower any inhibitions they were feeling. They scooted
closer and paused for a few moments as they looked back to watch
us again. I broke the kiss with Mom as we turned to look at them,
our cheeks touching as we watched them tentatively kiss before
pulling their faces back from each other. Their stiff posture,
keeping their hands to themselves, and their lips barely touching
showed how uncomfortable they felt.
“C’mon, chicas. You both kiss better than that,” I playfully
admonished them. They both seemed to lose any reluctance they had
felt before my challenge. Mom and I watched as they kissed with
open mouths. It began slowly like ours had. This was all new to
them. But the kiss steadily became more passionate. Their tongues
touched and flicked together like ours had.
I turned back to Mom, and winked at her. She smiled incredulously
at me, shaking her head slightly. Then we again kissed deeply.
Next I dared her to take another big step. I moved a hand to one
of Mom’s breasts and cupped it, gently fondling. This got Sarah
and Colleen’s attention as they now watched, cheek to cheek,
mouths open still.
I slowly slid my open mouth along Mom’s jaw to her neck, kissing
the hickey I had given her earlier, and then down toward her
chest, licking and sucking on her soft skin as I did. Her nipples
were hard as pebbles. I paused with my partially open mouth just
inches from one of them, looking back at my best friend and her
mother, encouraging them both to let go.
I wasn’t sure how far they would go, but I was determined to see
as I closed my lips around Mom’s nipple, sucking and licking it.
Both of them stared lustily at what I was doing.
Removing my mouth, I said, “Do it, Sarah.”
She swallowed hard. I wasn’t sure if she would or not. I didn’t
want to push my best friend too hard. I then knew what I had to
do to encourage both of them to drop their inhibitions.
I pulled my mouth away and sat back up. I smiled at Mom, and
said, “Do me.”
I then turned my back to her, and presented my bottom to her as I
lowered my head to the bed.
“Fuck me, Mom.”
I waited. I couldn’t see her face or her reaction. I closed my
eyes and prayed that she would take the dare, and fuck me with
Colleen’s strap-on in front of her and Sarah. It seemed like an
eternity before I felt her moving behind me, her hands touching
my hips, and the tip of the dildo moving along my pussy lips.
As she slowly pushed into me, I opened my eyes and softly
groaned. I was staring at the Clark girls. They were watching in
awe. A mother fucking her daughter. Their best friends doing
something so naughty in front of them with no shame. Mom was
slowly moving in and out of me, letting me get used to her toy
cock.
“Is this what you wanted, baby girl,” she huskily asked.
“Gawd, yes!” I loudly groaned in reply.
The whole time Mom was plowing me from behind, my eyes remained
on Sarah and Colleen, mainly Sarah though. Obviously, I was in a
position she was used to being in with my mom. But I was certain
she was amazed at what we were doing right in front of her.
Then Sarah surprised me. She moved so her head was laying against
Colleen’s upper arm, her hand moved to her mom’s thigh, gently
caressing it. As our eyes locked together, she slowly moved her
head to Colleen’s breast. She nuzzled her cheek against her mom’s
soft flesh for a few moments.
Colleen was now looking down at her daughter. She didn’t move
though, leaving it up to Sarah to take any initiative.
“Yes,” I softly moaned when Sarah turned her face and took her
mom’s hard nipple into her mouth just as I had done with my own
mom. Colleen breathed deeply as she felt her daughter’s lips
circling her nipple. Sarah was sucking intently, moving her hand
from Colleen’s thigh to cup the breast she was having sex with.
Colleen’s hand moved to hold her daughter’s head to her. With
that, Sarah moved her hand to play with Colleen’s other nipple.
Suddenly Colleen’s head tipped back, her eyes tightly closed. Her
hips were bucking and I swear I was sure Colleen had an orgasm.
After catching her breath, Colleen gently pushed Sarah onto her
back. She stretched out beside her daughter, sliding her hand up
Sarah’s flat tummy to caress one breast as she lowered her mouth
to suck on the other. Sarah immediately began whimpering. I began
my own long hard orgasm.
Mom leaned over me. “You dirty little girl,” she hissed at me as
she held the dildo deep in me.
“Yes,” I hissed back excitedly, “I’m your dirty girl!”
I rode out my orgasm as Mom continued to pump into me until I
finally completely collapsed onto the bed. Mom lay down on top of
me, rubbing my arm as she kissed repeatedly my neck and cheek.
Sarah rose up on her elbows so she could see us. Colleen caressed
Sarah’s soft toned thigh as she watched as well. I was panting
hard.
“Well, that certainly was different,” Colleen finally said,
causing us all to giggle. “Is this what you two have been doing?”
Mom blushed and replied, “More like the two of you. This was a
first for me and Mel.”
“And not the last, I hope,” I blurted out, causing more giggles.
I looked at my friends, and said, “You two looked great.”
They smiled uncomfortably. I sensed the same internal struggle
going on within Colleen that Mom had to deal with lately. They
hadn’t gone nearly as far as Mom and I had over the past week,
but I knew doing stuff like this would be even harder for them,
certainly at first. I couldn’t wait to talk to Sarah the next
day.
******
“Mel, we should get ready to go,” Mom said softly.
“Okay,” I simply replied. Mom reached for Sarah’s hand, “Come
with me to the bathroom. Mel, be ready to leave in about five
minutes.” Mom and Sarah grabbed their clothes as they headed for
the bathroom.
After they entered, Mom closed the door behind them. I was sure
Mom wanted to ask her how she felt about what she had just done
with her mom.
I quickly scooted over to Colleen and we kissed for a long time.
She stretched and smiled. “I’ve missed this, Mel. I hope you will
spend a lot more time with Bob and me.”
I slipped off the bed and reached for my clothes. “I’d like that,
and if Peter or Jamie come along it could turn into even more
fun.”
Colleen laughed as I finished zipping my shorts. “Oh, Mel, there
is so much fun ahead for all of us now that we can be open about
it.”
“What did you think about what we just did ... the four of us?”
“I’m not sure yet,” she stated turning serious and paused a
moment. “It was a lot of fun though. But you know, Mel, doing
things like that with each other is not that easy for me and
Sarah. We are not like you and your mother.”
“I’m sorry if I pushed you to do something both of you don’t feel
comfortable with.” I suddenly felt a little regret. I remembered
that the adults would never force a kid to do something he or she
wasn’t comfortable with. I ruefully thought it should probably
apply to kids not forcing any adults to do anything either.
Colleen rubbed my cheek. “Don’t worry, honey. Things like this
get figured out over time. And if I had been really uncomfortable
I would have stopped you.”
I smiled at her relieved. “Thanks, Colleen.”
Colleen got up but didn’t bother to get dressed. She grinned at
me wickedly. “Bob will be home soon. He’ll regret that he missed
you.” She sighed and smiled at me. “It’ll be a tough night for me
when I tell him about what all happened this afternoon. He'll be
green with envy.”
I laughed. "Yeah, sure, tough night. I bet you'll enjoy every
minute of it, too."
Mom opened the door and came out with Sarah. We all left the
bedroom together. Colleen kept an arm around my shoulder as we
walked downstairs. Sarah leaned comfortably against Mom. Mom had
both arms around Sarah's waist and nuzzled against her neck.
When we reached the front door, I kissed Sarah softly and said,
"Have fun with Jamie tonight. I know I’ll have fun."
She answered very softly. "Thanks, Mel. And thanks for asking all
those questions. I'm glad we are best friends. I couldn't have
done this without you."
“Including ...” I grinned wickedly at her. “But are you okay?”
She blushed and nodded.
We said quick good-byes and left to get in the car.
******
Wow, what an afternoon, I thought. Maggie had been right. A lot
more blanks got filled in.
Mom sped off. "Happy with what we told you, Mel?" She looked
pretty content and relieved that this talk was over.
I sighed. "Yeah, I guess. Just wish you would tell us about the
humongous secret," I said overdramatically, but with a slight
grin.
Mom sorta glared at me. "You'll have to accept that I won't. End
of discussion, Mel."
I noticed that she had said 'Mel' and not 'Melissa'. I knew
better than to pursue the issue any further, but I felt like the
‘end of discussion’ was just for the moment.
“Did you have fun upstairs,” I asked.
“I did, and now I’m sure we’re too dangerous together.”
I cut my eyes at her, grinning as I looked ahead at the road. She
was doing the same as she drove us to Doris’s house.
(continued in chapter 41)
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