Author: DrMom - sonofkr@yahoo.com Title: Karen is Willing - Part 2 Keywords: FF FFgb ped voy sub dom caution Summary: Karen, a mother of two, finding herself in dire straights has moved in w an old friend who is now a madame for the DC elite. In part 2 Rachel is setting rules and pushing limits with her new lesbian toy...er...lover. ******* Having Karen around was a delight. She cooked and cleaned and learned to eat pussy like a pro. Her children were also delightful. They were well mannered and beautiful. Rachel loved to buy them clothes and play dress-up with them. She bought Kara little short dresses and skirts, lacy panties and bras, thongs and lingerie from the Ukraine where her size was made. Karen objected when she saw her 8 year old daughter in skimpy lingerie but Rachel just wrote her another check, told her it was fine, and Karen withdrew her objection. Soon she was clapping at the mini fashion show as Kara tried on her new outfits for her mother and brother. Karen was turning out much more submissive and eager to please than Rachel had imagined. This encouraged Rachel to test her limits. Every day she pushed a little further. The first Friday after Karen and the children moved in, Rachel hired a sitter and took Karen out to eat. Karen had been shopping earlier and wore a new short black silk and lace halter dress that showed off her legs and generous cleavage. It was also loose enough to feel daring when the wind caught the skirt. Rachel wore a tight pair of black slacks and a matching sleeveless vest with a plunging neckline and lace back that would have been indecent on Karen. It gave her smaller breasts decent coverage though it did show sides and inner. At seven on the dot, the driver arrived. Rachel and Karen greeted the driver, got in the back and started making out immediately. "You look so fucking sexy tonight," Rachel said, squeezing a big lace covered tit. "I could fuck you right now." Rachel slid a hand under Karen's skirt to her hot pussy. Karen moaned, "Maybe we should wait..." "I don't want to fucking wait," She gripped the hem of Karen's panties and pulled them down to mid thigh. "I wanna fingerbang your slutty little cunt. Would you like that? Your pretty pussy fucked right here in this car?" "Yes!" Karen moaned as a finger slid up and down her wet slit. "Fuck me like a slut right here." Rachel obliged and soon Karen was whimpering her way to an uncontrollable orgasm. The driver stayed safe but Rachel saw his eyes in the rearview mirror the couple times she glanced up. They had been kissing but when Karen started to cum Rachel pulled back and whimpers turned to cries. Juices ran over her knuckles and soaked the back of Karen's skirt and the leather seat. Rachel's hand made lewd sounds as she fingerfucked the overflowing cunt. "You like that, slut?" "Yes!" Karen cried. They kissed and Karen licked Rachel's fingers clean. They finished as they arrived at their destination and Rachel turned to the driver. "Was that a sufficent tip?" He nodded but she was already grabbing her clutch and stepping out. She held Karen's hand as she helped her out. Karen looked around and started to pull her panties up. "Drop them on the sidewalk." "O...okay," Karen pushed them back down and let them fall down her legs. They caught on her heels and she had to step out of them. "Now pick them up and put them in your purse." Karen obeyed. "The back of my skirt is wet." Karen looked anxious. "It doesn't matter." Rachel ran a hand over the ass of her skirt, feeling the cooling cunt juices, "Just don't sit on it in the restaurant and you'll be fine." --- Walls of modesty began to crumble. Rachel told Karen that she preferred to wear panties around the house and would continue to do so, regardless of the children's presence. Karen just thought about all the nice clothes Rachel was buying her and decided house rules could be her rules too. The kids got into it and a common sight became the entire family in panties and underwear watching tv or eating dinner or sitting on the deck. Rachel told Karen she did not believe in locked doors. Bed and Bathroom doors rarely closed. She had squat toilets and it became common to walk by one and see Tommy or Kara squatting down taking a piss. Or for the children to walk by and see mommy taking a shower, soaping her large breasts, rubbing her pussy or asshole with the shower puff. Or to see Rachel and Karen showering together. Walls of socially constructed gender fell. When one day Tommy tried on a pair of his sister's silk panties and came into the living room, his little cock bulging under the shiny material only a bit, Karen started telling him to change but Rachel spoke up, "Let him wear whatever he likes. I think he looks cute. If he's comfortable, you should be too." Karen looked at her and Rachel nodded. She meant it. Rachel knew Karen. Karen only really cared because of appearances, what people might think, but if Rachel said it was okay... Soon dress-up wasn't just for Kara and her mommy. Tommy began getting lacy camisoles and thongs. Lacy teddies replaced furred ones. Seethru babydolls replaced nightshirts and thigh high stockings replaced socks. Skirts replaced cargo shorts. Bikini replaced trunks. --- Sexual walls began to erode. All four of them watched a movie together a few weeks after Karen moved in. Tommy and Kara lay on the floor while Rachel and Karen took the couch. Rachel started kissing Karen's neck part way through the movie. "I shouldn't," Karen whispered as her host's hand slid between her thighs. "You really should, slut," Rachel said and grabbed a fistful of panty covered pussy. "The children..." "Bitch, I don't give a fuck. Kiss me." Rachel and Karen began making out behind the kids who were engrossed in the story on the screen. "Oh my god," Rachel whispered as she squeezed Karen's cunt, "Your pussy is getting so wet, you dirty whore." "I can't help myself, I love you..." Karen whispered back between kisses. "Say you're my slut," Rachel twisted Karen's nipple causing a moan, "Say it!" "I'm your slut," Karen hissed, trying not to cry out under her lover's hands. "I'm your dirty dirty slut!" "Say I own you, say who owns you, say you're my fuck slave, say my name," Rachel said before shoving her tongue into Karen's ear. "You own me," Rachel twisted the other nipple, harder than before, "Rachel owns me! Karen -Ah!- is Rachel's fuck slave!" Rachel pulled back and looked her in the eyes. Karen almost understood. When Karen realized the kids had abandoned the movie and had started watching them, she tried to pull away but Rachel told her, "It's fine. It doesn't matter. They can watch." Karen paused a moment before Rachel shoved her tongue down her throat. If Rachel said it was okay...and then she was back into it even harder than before. The idea of being watched had never turned her on before but it did then. "I want to feel your pussy against mine, slave," Rachel said as she nibbled her lover's ear, "Take off my panties." Under the eyes of Tommy and Kara, in the glow of the TV, Karen pulled the woman's panties down her legs and off, then removed her own. The two sweaty women ground their pussies in a lewd display. Karen's waxed smooth pussy against Rachel's harsh new stubble. They moaned and made the obscene wet noise of cunts fucking. Soon the two were grinding their crotches to simultaneous groaning orgasms. --- After that night clothes became completely optional. The two women lost all inhibition around the children. Fingering each other to orgasm in front of Karen's two cartoon watching kids became a morning ritual. Marathon fuck sessions without regard for the kids could lead to Karen forgetting to feed them for hours or days. She didn't care as long as there was money and sex and someone to tell her what to do. sonofkr@yahoo.com **** The author hopes you enjoyed what you read and that you understand the difference between reality and fantasy. Yay for the first amendment. Don't have sex with kids.