Two Moms, Chapter 9

  • Posted on August 19, 2017 at 11:59 am

By Naughty Mommy

Jess seemed sort of shy when we woke up together on Sunday morning, smiling at me a bunch but saying practically nothing, which wasn’t like her. Usually she talks a lot, I mean really a lot. Anyway, we took a shower together but didn’t fool around much, just kissed a little bit. Then we got dressed and had breakfast. My mom was already up and said she would make whatever we wanted for us, so we had chocolate pancakes.

After that, we watched TV for a while, then my mom asked if we wanted to go to the mall. Jess said she would have to call her mother first and see if it was okay, but she did and it was.

Shopping at the mall that day was kind of weird. I thought maybe me and Jess would go off by ourselves, except Mom said she wanted us to come with her to Victoria’s Secret and help her pick out some new things to wear.

It felt so strange watching my mother try on all these sexy nighties and thong panties and garter belts and things like that. But she really wanted us to come with her into the dressing room. She said she needed our opinions and she didn’t want to have to leave the dressing room wearing any of that stuff.

You should have seen the smile on Jessica as she was watching my mom take off her clothes. Totally huge. I guess it’s true that she does have a good body. I mean, she exercises a lot so her legs are great, and she has really nice boobs. But still, she’s my mom and it’s hard getting past that.

The dressing room was pretty small, and with three of us inside, there wasn’t much space to move around. Even so, it was almost like my mother was trying to rub up against us or something while she was getting undressed and then putting stuff on. I don’t think either of us minded too much, though. Jess obviously didn’t, and the longer it went on, the more I started to think of my mom not only as my mother but also as a really sexy naked woman. When you’ve got a round bottom or a soft tit sticking right in your face, that makes it a lot easier to do.

My mom ended up deciding to buy a ton of stuff, thigh-high stockings and nighties and bras and panties and a couple of super short skirts too. That was definitely unusual. I’d never seen her shop for things like that. And then, guess what — Mom told us since Jess and I were nice enough to help her, we could each choose something for ourselves. Cool!

I’d never got anything from Victoria’s Secret before, and it was awesome being able to look all around the store and pick out whatever I might want. Of course, my mother did say that she would have to go into the dressing room and watch us try on the things we chose before giving her approval. Was that just so she could see us naked? I don’t know, maybe it was.

Jess went around grabbing a bunch of different things to take in the dressing room with us. It definitely seemed like she was excited to have my mom see her without any clothes on. I was feeling embarrassed about it at first, since I don’t have any boobs yet. Of course, Mom knows that, but I thought I’d feel stupid being so flat when my friend who’s so much shorter than me already has boobs, even though they are pretty small.

Except then I remembered what Jess told me about her mom and her friends, that they liked seeing girls like me with flat chests and no pubic hair. Was my mother that way too? Would it turn her on to see me naked, with my bald pussy and everything? That was hard to believe, but then a lot of really strange things had been happening ever since I met Jess and her mom.

Then I started wondering — did I want my own mother to get turned on from looking at my naked body? And you know, even though that seemed way out there, totally bizarre, I actually did. I really did.

I was thinking about all this as I wandered through the aisles, browsing. I took my time but finally chose a couple of different nighties to try on. Nothing especially sexy, but really pretty with lace and stuff. I knew I would feel grown-up wearing them, and I liked that idea. Then we all went into the dressing room.

 

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Nora was well aware she was crossing some significant lines here, going far past her boundaries. She certainly had not received permission from Jessica’s mother for the child to watch her remove all her clothes in a dressing room at the mall, nor for her to see the preteen girl naked. Somehow, though, she knew this wouldn’t be a problem. It was almost as if she could hear Karen’s voice, that smoky, seductive voice of hers, telling Nora, sure, go right ahead, have fun.

And so she led the two girls back inside, closed and locked the door, then sat down on the bench to enjoy the show. She shifted into the corner, giving the kids a little more room, and crossed her legs, squeezing her thighs together. Of course, what she really wanted was to open her jeans and push her hand down inside her panties and masturbate, but she wasn’t ready to go quite that far yet. Not quite.

As Jessica held up two fistfuls of items — bras, panties, nighties, a tiny string bikini — she cocked her head and asked with a coy smile, “Which one do ya wanna see first, Ms. Deming?”

Her eyes hooded, the woman slowly licked her lips, then said quietly, “You can just call me Nora, okay, darling?”, and caught a startled look from her daughter.

It had always been their custom for Lia’s friends to address her mother as ‘Ms. Deming’. Nora tended to be formal about such things. But now the situation had changed. After the decision she’d reached the previous night — affirming that not only would she seduce Karen Montrose, but that they all four soon would become lovers, two moms and two daughters in an incestuous lesbian foursome — being on a first-name basis seemed a necessity, an important beginning.

A frisson of lust ran through Nora as she thought about her plans. Hoping the reaction hadn’t been too obvious, she recrossed her legs, squeezing her thighs even more tightly together, creating a delicious hot tingle inside her pussy, and in a voice that quavered more than intended, she said, “Which, uh, whichever one you want, honey. Whatever one you like best.”

“Okay,” said Jessica. She dropped her bundle of flimsy garments on the bench, then lifted her t-shirt over her head and off.

Nora shuddered, nearly beside herself with arousal. Oh my fucking god, seeing the girl’s little buds, those enticing cone-shaped titties and puffy pink nipples, seeing them right there in front of her, close enough to reach out and touch, it almost made the woman come on sight.

As her breath caught in her throat, she had to swallow, her mouth watering. She licked her lips again and without even meaning to started actively scissoring her thighs, stimulating her clit.

A glance at her daughter revealed another surprise. Lia was gazing at her mother with an expression Nora had never before seen on the girl. She could swear she saw lust in her eyes, a look of desire. But could that really be?

Lia had brought two nighties in with her, hanging them on a hook. Now, as she unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, she kept her eyes trained on her mother’s. She slipped both thumbs inside the waistband of her panties, and gradually pushed them down along with her shorts, seemingly not in any hurry… letting Nora take in more and more of the lovely white skin of her belly, her hairless mound, and then her smooth bald slit.

Fuck! Look at that! Nora broke out in a sweat. She was finding it very hard to breathe. Her hands were in tight fists, and they were not the only thing tensed. Her thigh muscles squeezed together again and again — clench and release, clench and release — bringing her dangerously close to a climax.

Trembling, almost on the edge, she stared as Lia slowly slid her shorts down her legs, those long, slim, perfect adolescent legs. Oh. My. God. Nora made an effort to inhale without panting, trying her best to breathe as normally as possible.

She heard a giggle from Jessica. The girl evidently had paused a moment while Lia was doing her strip show, but now she opened her shorts as well and pushed them down along with her panties, stepping out of them. At the same time, Lia pulled her own t-shirt up and off, tossing it on the bench.

And there they were, a pair of cute twelve-year-olds standing naked in front of her, grinning at Nora. Their bodies were quite different: one tall and slender and smooth with very little shape, the other much shorter but with the beginning of curves, hips that flared slightly, swelling breast buds, and also a bit of dark hair around her pussy.

Jesus fucking god. Taking a deep breath, swallowing one more time, she forced herself to relax, her fists to unclench. As she pushed her hair back from her face, feeling the abundant perspiration on her forehead, Nora tried to smile at the kids, act casual. It wouldn’t do for her to completely lose control, certainly not in the dressing room of a crowded lingerie store. That wouldn’t do at all.

She’d thought a few minutes earlier how badly she wanted to masturbate. Now she realized there was something else she desired even more than that. Nora so wanted to make love with these beautiful young girls, take them in her arms, touch and kiss and lick them all over.

Of course, she couldn’t do that — not here, at the mall, and not today, not just yet. For now, she could look as much as she wanted, take in every detail and keep them in her memory, but she couldn’t touch the girls the way she really wanted to, and she couldn’t make herself come either.

Deliberately, Nora uncrossed her legs and laid her hands on her thighs, making them go limp. Offering another weak smile, she nodded and said, “Okay, let’s see how you look in those little things.”

 

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That was so insane, like something out of a crazy dream.

Me and Jessica naked in the dressing room at Victoria’s Secret, with my mother sitting there looking at us. And she wasn’t looking in a normal way either — I mean, my mom was totally staring, her eyes going up and down our bodies, licking her lips and stuff. It seemed like she was just so turned on. She was breathing really hard, her face red and sweaty, and kind of shaking all over.

I’d been wondering before if she would get excited seeing us naked — especially me with my flat chest and my bald, little girl slit — and now I had the answer for sure. The way my mom stared at my pussy for so long, and then swallowed, like it was making her hungry, I could easily tell how much she wanted me.

Wow! What a thing for a girl to discover, that her own mom wants to have sex with her! But you know what? That didn’t upset me at all. It made me happy! I know that sounds whack, but I can’t help it. I felt completely happy right then, like this was the best thing that could ever happen.

I heard Jess giggle, and I did too. I turned and smiled at her. She smiled back, then reached down and grabbed one of the little bras on the bench. It was black and totally see-through. She held it over her chest, looking at my mom.

“Should I try this one on, Ms. — um, I mean, Nora?” she asked.

“That’s… fine, whichever one you want,” said my mother.

It seemed like she was starting to calm down some, which I guess was good, although it actually made me want to excite her again. I took one of the nighties I’d chosen off the hook, wishing I’d decided to bring in some sexier stuff.

“Do you like this one, Mom?”

“Yes, I do, honey,” she nodded. “It’s very pretty.”

I put the nightie on, modeling it for my mother, insisting that she feel how soft the fabric was, then pulling the hem up above my waist as I stood right in front of her, asking what kind of panties would look best with it.

Jess and I went on that way for a while, teasing her with our bodies. This was something I hadn’t done before and I’d never known how fun it could be. Now that I do know, though, I recommend all girls try it with their moms!

Finally, after about fifteen minutes of this, she said, “All right, kids, let’s make a choice. Pick whichever things you like best and we’ll pay for them. We need to get going.”

In the end, my mother bought both nighties for me and Jess got two pairs of bras and panties. Yay for us!

Mom seemed to be in kind of a hurry after that. We paid for our stuff and walked out to the car, then dropped Jess off at her house and drove home. When we went inside, Mom told me she would be busy in her bedroom for a little bit and I could just do whatever I wanted.

By then, of course, I’d figured it out. When my mother said she was going to be ‘busy’, that meant she was planning to masturbate. And I also understood that when she came into our room the night before and touched my face, and her hand was wet and her fingers smelled funny, that’s because she’d been playing with herself. It was Mom’s pussy juice I had smelled and felt on my cheek.

So when my mother went to her bedroom that day to masturbate, I went into my room and did the same thing. That was pretty wild, and awfully exciting — to know that while I was rubbing myself, she was doing it too. I even left my door open a crack hoping that maybe I could hear when she came, and I did. She was really loud. I probably could have heard her even if the door had been closed.

As soon as my mom reached climax, I did too, almost immediately. And although I wasn’t as loud as her, I wasn’t very quiet either. I didn’t care if she heard me and knew what I was doing. In fact, I hoped she would.

And we didn’t stop after only one orgasm. Neither of us did.

My pussy was dripping wet after I came the first time, and my clit was still throbbing. It was all fat, too, bigger than I’d ever felt it before.

I kept on playing with myself, and in a couple minutes I felt another one building up. I rubbed some more, faster and faster, and then I heard a scream — “God!!” — my mother climaxing again. I went roaring over the top, coming even harder this time.

So, that’s how we spent the rest of our Sunday afternoon, my mom and I masturbating in our rooms, listening to each other come. I assume, anyway, that she was listening to me. I know I wanted her to, and she had plenty of chances. Like I said, I was pretty loud.

I think I came five times, although it might have been six or seven times, I don’t know. It got hard to tell them apart, just one incredible orgasm after another. My mother came at least as many times as I did, and probably more. I totally lost count, and in fact I actually fell asleep after a while, took a little nap. I guess all that stuff really wore me out — but in the best way possible!

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Mom was unbelievably nice and sweet later that evening. First she asked if I wanted to go out for dinner somewhere, any place I chose, but then she said, “Or would you rather just stay in, and we can order a pizza? Would you like to do that?”

That was something we almost never did, order pizza, because she said it wasn’t very healthy for you and also way overpriced.

I shrugged. “Uh, sure, pizza sounds great.”

“All right, what would you like on it? Anything you want…”

Wow, I really liked this new version of my mom. Whatever exactly it was that made the difference, I approved!

While we were eating our pizza — ham and pineapple on one side, pepperoni and sausage and black olives on the other side — she asked if I felt like watching a movie with her when we were finished. I wondered if she was thinking about something sexy, maybe like that movie Bound I’d seen at Jessica’s. That could have been interesting, but it turned out that wasn’t the idea.

“What was your favorite when you were little?” she smiled.

After talking about it for a few minutes, we decided to watch Toy Story 3. That was the first one I can ever remember seeing in a theater, and I’ve always loved it.

We made popcorn, and then my mother and I snuggled together on the sofa under a soft blanket. We watched the movie, laughing and crying and cheering for all those wonderful characters. It was one of the best nights of my life.

She helped me get ready for bed later, almost like I was a little girl again. Except she did more than she had when I was little, more affectionate stuff, I mean, like cuddling and hugging and kissing me a lot, telling jokes, even tickling.

My mother tucked me into bed and kissed me goodnight. It was on the lips, but it wasn’t really a sexy kiss — well, I guess it was, but it was better than that. It did make me excited, sexually, having her kiss me on the mouth, but it also made me feel warm and happy and truly loved.

“Goodnight, darling, I love you,” she whispered, then kissed me a second time.

“G’night, Mom, I love you too, a lot.” I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing, smelling her perfume. “Um, and thanks for… everything.”

Continue on to Chapter 10

 

18 Comments on Two Moms, Chapter 9

  1. drew says:

    love the tension ! This chapter was very very good! Especially the scenes in the changing room!

  2. Drod says:

    Nice. Gave me a warm feeling inside. 😉

  3. Amanda Lynn says:

    Yet another steamy chapter. Looking forward to the next installment.

  4. Quinlan says:

    Loving this story! Looking forward to seeing how this progresses.

  5. Misty Meadow says:

    I’ve just binge read all nine chapters, sitting on a towel so my chair doesn’t get stained. I’m in love with these two little nymphets, just the perfect age. These stories nicely fill the gap between soft core lesbian movies, too slow and boring, and hard core videos, too “in your face” and probably faked. (Do they always have to chant, “Oh, oh, oh, oh,” endlessly.) Nice work Mommy, you’ve got me hooked. The changing room scene was thrilling.

  6. JetBoy says:

    GAWD, what a sizzler of a story! This could be one of your all-time best, my friend — and that’s as good as lesbian fiction gets in my book. Voluminous huzzahs!

  7. Moses says:

    Wildly erotic novel! Loving the slow build-up too. Wonderfully steamy work, Naughty Mommy.

  8. Aliciamom says:

    Wonderful! I love Victoria’s Secret fantasies!

  9. Sarah says:

    What a fun story. Yes I have listened.

  10. kikoo says:

    Oh my goodness, such a hot series once again!
    I’m in agony waiting for the next chapter..

  11. romysan says:

    very very good N M. do some more and maybe introduce new virgin mommies. hot hot hot. thanks!

  12. babykeiko says:

    this story is so, so totally everything… i so love everything about it, like the seductions and forbidden public and private exhibitionism… ooohhh YES!!!!

  13. Ana says:

    After I went through this chapter, half hour later I was in a nearby mall in Victoria’s store, just wandering around, thinking of your story. And I looked really sexy on purpose, and I enjoyed all those eyes all over me. And I imagined me and my baby in that dressing room.
    Thank you Naughty Mommy

  14. Kevin says:

    The teasing in the dressing room was very well written. I could just picture it perfectly in my mind. Great job, you are one talented writer… I simply can’t get enough. My stomach is growling at me to have breakfast but I’m hooked.

  15. Natasha says:

    Verrry Interrresting story… I like it!
    I’m not religious at all, BUT why using the word God with your swearing???
    It really diminishes the sense of Love for young girl stories.
    Pleazzze edit!

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