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Serendipity, Chapter 26
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Tina came awake, remembering immediately where she was, in Angela’s penthouse suite. Her daughter Amanda was asleep beside her. They were both nude.
It was light outside the big window, the sky a bright blue with no clouds at all. A clock by the bed said it was 7:40. Still fairly early, especially after everything they’d done last night.
She turned her head the other way. Angela was lying on her side, facing Tina, awake and smiling at her, somehow looking beautiful and glamorous, even first thing.
“Good morning,” breathed the blonde seductress.
“Hi,” replied Tina.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah, but, um… you know what?”
“What?”
“This is kinda weird, because I’ve never done this before — woken up in someone else’s bed, with someone sleeping with me — other than Amanda, I mean. You know?”
Angela nodded, smiling more broadly. “Do you like it?”
“Yeah, I do.” Tina’s dimples flashed.
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Fiona dreamed that she was kissing her mother, that her mom was on top of her and they were both naked, running their hands all over each other. Then she dreamed they were rubbing their pussies together too, almost like her mother was fucking her or something, and it felt totally amazing, and Fiona was sucking on her mom’s tit, so awesome, that hard nipple in her mouth, sucking it and sucking it while her mom fucked her and then… wow, what a really great dream that was…
But was it a dream?
Her eyes blinked open. She was on the floor in the family room, and she was naked. Right beside her, lying on her back, still asleep and also naked, was her mother. It wasn’t a dream. It had really happened. The others were there too, still sleeping — her sister Erin, her cousin Debby, her aunt Bridget — and they’d all had sex with each other the night before, sex between moms and daughters. Wow!
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Eve had to go to the bathroom. She raised her head. Her daughters were sound asleep, one on either side of her. She smiled, thinking how lucky she was, how much happiness and passion they would enjoy in the years ahead now that they had begun sharing their sexuality. Lesbian incest truly was a precious gift!
But still, she had to go. Eve managed to get out of bed without waking the girls, and took care of her needs. After washing her face, brushing her hair, and applying a little makeup, she started to wonder, what would the day bring?
She’d now had sex with Angela and then with her own daughters, Gwen and Paige, the first three lesbian experiences of her life. Would there be others soon, like maybe Tina? She hoped so. And possibly Bambi and Amanda too? No, not possibly, she corrected herself, probably. Knowing Angela and knowing Bambi, it seemed almost certain that Eve would get the chance to have sex today with a 10-year-old girl, more likely with two of them, at the same time even!
God, it was so damn exciting. What an incredible vacation this was!
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“No regrets?” Angela asked Tina as they lay in bed together.
“No, of course not. I mean, it’s all new to me, but it’s totally great, it really is. I’m so glad we met you guys. I never would have expected it, but now, it’s like… I don’t know, it’s like I’m a different person in a way, like I’m starting a new life or something.”
Tina looked down at her daughter, Amanda, and at Bambi, Angela’s daughter, the naked girls sleeping peacefully between the two women, arms around each other.
“I mean, Amanda and I were very happy together, we really were… I love her more than anything.”
“Of course you do,” whispered Angela.
“But now, it’s like, we can have each other and we can have even more too. It’s so awesome…” Then she frowned slightly, “I wonder, though…”
“You wonder what, dear?”
“Well, I wonder if, after we get back, if we’ll ever have a chance to meet anyone else, like you guys, I mean. Someone who, you know, a mom and a daughter…”
“You might,” Angela smiled. “You really might. I think you’d be surprised how common it actually is. Not every mother and daughter you meet will be like you and Amanda, but many of them could be.”
“You really think so?”
“Yes, I do. In my experience, and I’ve had a lot, I’ve found that almost all women at least fantasize about having lesbian sex with young girls. It seems to be… instinctive. And most of those women, most mothers, I mean, have fantasies about their daughters too. Not all of them will ever do anything about it, of course, but some do. Quite a few, in fact.”
“Wow…”
“I can’t make any promises, obviously, but if you take your time and look around, keep your eyes open, watch for signs — like the things I noticed between you and Amanda — I wouldn’t be at all surprised if you could find some others where you live who have the same desires that you and I have and who’ve acted on them.”
“Gosh, that’s, that would be incredible.”
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Fiona turned toward her mother, cuddling up with her, putting her arms around her. She wanted to feel close to her mom after that amazing dream — except it wasn’t a dream, she reminded herself again, it was real, it had actually happened.
Slowly she slid on top of her mother, wiggling down between the woman’s legs, pressing their pussies together. Omigod, that felt so good, so warm and perfect. She pushed in even harder, grinding her pussy against her mom’s. So good, so nice… and there were her mother’s beautiful breasts too, right in front of Fiona’s face, like an invitation.
Sheila came awake to find her 12-year-old daughter lying naked on top of her, sucking her nipple, tribbing with her. What a wonderful way to start the morning!
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Eve began to masturbate in the bathroom as she imagined having sex with Bambi and Amanda, both at the same time. She looked at herself in the mirror, admiring her naked body. Not too bad, she thought: a pretty face, attractive breasts, her figure still trim at age 39. Would a little girl want her? Well, her daughters certainly did, and they were 16 and 11, so I guess the answer might be yes!
For a minute or two longer she watched herself, admiring her reflection as her fingers rubbed between her legs, sliding within her folds, finding slippery moisture. She switched hands, bringing one to her mouth to taste herself, stroking her pussy with the other, now faster, more urgently. She was already getting close, breathing hard, her face turning red. She licked her lips.
Eve was on fire, a woman in heat. She wanted to come, she wanted sex, lesbian sex with young girls, with her daughters. She opened the bathroom door.
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Tina and Angela were quiet for a few minutes as Tina considered the implications of what her new friend had told her. If it really was true that most women actually were attracted to young girls, and if it also was true that a lot of moms were drawn to their own daughters the same way that Tina was, then maybe she would be able to meet someone in her area, around Sacramento, who had the same kind of desires she had. Heck, she might even already know someone like that. Was that really possible?
She scrunched down a little lower in the bed, trying to picture in her mind all the young moms she knew, wondering which of them might be……
“What are you thinking about?” Angela asked.
“Oh, um,” the brunette smiled, showing her dimples again, “just… about the women I know, the moms, up where we live… wondering, you know, if any of them might be, well, like us.”
“I’m sure there must be some. Perhaps they won’t be active yet, not following through on their desires — they might just need a little push — but I can almost guarantee that if you got, say, a dozen women together in a room and they were open and honest with you, you’d find that a good number of them fantasize about having sex with young girls, some even with their own daughters.”
“Wow, that’s so amazing… I wonder if it’s true…”
“You could find out,” Angela chuckled.
“How?”
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“Hi, baby girl,” Sheila murmured.
Fiona lifted her face, letting the stiff wet nipple briefly slip from her mouth. She smiled, “Good morning, Mommy,” and then resumed sucking her mother’s breast.
Their short exchange was enough to wake Erin. Pushing herself up on an elbow, yawning and blinking sleep from her eyes, she grinned when she saw her mom and her little sister, already having sex, first thing.
Bridget was awake now too, watching Sheila and Fiona. She held her own little girl, Debby, in her arms, gently petting her, the 9-year-old still fast asleep. Bridget was tempted to wake the child but decided not to, at least not right away. Instead she slid a hand down between her own legs and started masturbating.
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Back in the room, Eve stood by the bed for a moment, gazing at her daughters who were still asleep and rubbing her clit, feeling its hard nub under her lubricated fingers. She walked around to the other side of the bed, to the side where Paige slept. Slowly pulling back the covers, she studied the girl’s nude body, so long and lean, so incredibly desirable. Eve was wild with lust for her, and for Gwen too. She rubbed her clit faster. She was getting very close. She moved nearer to the bed, bringing her wet pussy to within a few inches of her daughter’s lovely face.
She saw Paige begin to open her eyes.
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“I have a friend,” Angela told Tina, “a woman I know who has two daughters in their teens and another who is now 12. Bambi and I met them about a year ago, and after only a little bit of seduction, we were able to have sex with all of them.”
“My god, that’s amazing.”
“Yes, well, it was quite enjoyable. But anyway, I’ve stayed in touch with the woman by email — her name is Terri — and she told me she’s started a kind of reading club for women she knows, who live in her neighborhood or nearby.”
“A reading club?”
“Well,” Angela chuckled, “it’s a special sort of reading they do. They get together once a month and share stories with each other, reading them out loud. Except that it’s all lesbian pornography and most of it includes women with young girls. They read the stories aloud to each other, and then they masturbate together.”
“Really?”
“That’s what she says. But the point is, perhaps you could try something like that too, with women you know in your area.”
“Gosh, that would be great… I wonder if I really could…”
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Erin slid down between Sheila’s legs, gently patting Fiona on the hip, wordlessly asking her to make way so Erin could lick their mother’s pussy.
When Fiona realized what her sister wanted, she quickly scooted down there too. “Will you show me how?” she asked.
“Sure,” the older girl nodded, a big grin on her face. “It’s easy. You’ll like it.”
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“Mom?” Paige smiled up at her. Then she turned sleepily from her side onto her back, yawning and stretching. “Hi, Mom.”
“Hi, baby.” Eve did not stop masturbating. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”
“It’s okay,” her daughter giggled. “I don’t mind.”
“You want to watch me come?” Eve could hardly believe she was saying such a thing to her little girl. But it made her very hot to know that she was. “I want to come for you, while you watch me.”
“Okay, sure… but, um, after that… is it okay if I lick you again? I like doing that.”
Only half awake, her eyes still closed, Gwen heard the conversation, things she had never ever expected to hear her mom and her little sister talking about.
“You want to lick me again? You want to lick your mother’s pussy?” Eve was almost there, almost there.
For a moment the teenager wondered if she was dreaming, still asleep. But then she opened her eyes and saw — her mother standing naked by the bed, staring into Paige’s eyes as she furiously masturbated.
“Yeah, Mom, I do. I love licking you. It’s the best thing ever,” Paige said.
“Fuck!” cried Eve. “Goddamn FUCK!!”
Gwen sat up and smiled. Her mother was climaxing. What a way for them to begin the day!
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The Secret Society of the Pussycats Club, Chapter 6
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Behind the counter at Subway, Becca was having a little trouble concentrating on the very beautiful woman’s sandwich order. As she and the little girl with her — her daughter, Becca figured — approached, she noticed the girl was wearing very tight shorts, her pussy mound — or camel toe — clearly showing. Becca had recently enjoyed her first lesbian sex with Carolyn, a girlfriend of hers, and the sudden image of this little girl walking up to the counter with her pussy on display through the thin fabric of the undersized shorts startled her. Not only was she surprised that the little girl was showing her camel toe like that, but she seemed to know exactly what Becca had been looking at. She had looked down at herself, where she obviously noticed the image of her labia stretching the fabric, then looked back at Becca with a rather lascivious smile on her face.
Not only that, but Becca noticed that when she saw the little girl’s pussy like that, she instantly felt herself getting wet. She felt her clit and inner labia swelling. An image of the little girl, who looked to be about ten or eleven, naked with Becca between her legs licking the girl’s pussy, came unbidden to her mind. Now her heart pounded and she could feel her cheeks flushing with the onset of lust. But the burning in her face was no match for the heat radiating from her pussy, which suddenly seemed to have a mind of its own.
Becca could not remember thinking of a little girl in that way, but the reaction from the young girl when she had noticed Becca looking at her pussy only enhanced the fantasy that was beginning to spin in her mind.
Becca realized the woman was talking to her. “I’m sorry?” she said, feeling sheepish.
“I said I’ll take a six-inch veggie sub on flatbread, with lettuce, tomato, mushrooms, green peppers, banana peppers, and pickles, with a little bit of light mayo but no cheese. My daughter will have a tuna salad on wheat with lettuce and tomato only.”
“Um…okay…sorry. Do you want them toasted?”
“No, thank you.” Who orders a veggie sub toasted? Cheryl thought to herself. Then she realized what was wrong with the girl. She kept looking down at Tina. At her shorts. At her pussy, to be exact. The girl was flustered by what she’d seen.
“Coming right up,” Becca said, turning and nearly running into Janet, her manager, who was walking to the register to ring the order up.
Cheryl smiled. She could easily tell this girl was turned on by seeing Tina’s camel toe. If she’d simply noticed it, she surely would not be getting this flustered. The girl even looked back at Tina’s crotch several times while making the subs, her face flushed. Even her breathing was ragged.
Becca continued looking at the young girl. She’d never had these feelings before and wondered what was wrong with her. What am I, some kind of pedo?! she’d thought to herself. Then, as quickly as the thought had occurred, the answer came to her without warning. You’re creaming your panties from seeing the outline of a little girl’s pussy. You must be! She began to wonder just how much her first lesbian sex with Carolyn had changed her. Okay, she had noticed Carolyn’s little sister wrapped in a towel after her shower that night, even before the sex with her friend, and she’d thought she was cute, and even a little bit sexy, but she’d not reacted like this.
Then again, she’d already been horny from knowing Carolyn’s plans for that night, so who knows how much the sight of Candace, Carolyn’s ten-year-old sister, had affected her? This girl looked to be about the same age as Candace, maybe a year older.
She finished making the sandwiches, and smiled shyly at the woman and her daughter as they started to leave. The little girl once again blatantly stared down at her pussy then back up at Becca. She smiled at Becca in a most naughty way and…oh my God! Did she just wink?
The little vixen skipped away, catching up to her mother before turning again to see if Becca was looking at her. Becca was embarrassed to realize she was. She was staring at her. No, she wasn’t staring at her, exactly, she was staring at the little girl’s butt as she skipped away. When the girl stopped to turn again, Becca raised her eyes to the girl’s face, but it was too late. She had obviously noticed where Becca was staring.
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Tina was so excited that her camel toe had been noticed by the teenage girl that she felt she could come with just a few swipes of her hand across her slit. She did her best to let the girl know it was okay for her to look at her like that. Tina loved this kind of attention. She’d never been aware of this feeling of longing to be looked at, but now that it had happened, she wanted it to continue.
Tina looked back after she’d caught up with her mom and noticed the girl was still staring at her. The angle of the girl’s stare made it clear she’d been watching Tina’s butt. She was certain the older girl had noticed her flirting, and now she wanted to do more.
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Becca realized she needed to go to the bathroom, but not to pee or anything like that. She needed to rub herself to a quick orgasm. She had never felt this horny in her life. The idea that this little girl, so young she would almost surely be bald down there, had openly flirted with her in a very sexual manner made Becca so worked up she knew she might have a spontaneous orgasm if she didn’t take care of herself right away.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” she told Janet. Her manager looked at her with a slightly puzzled look.
“Are you feeling okay? You look a bit flushed.”
“Um…yeah. I’m fine. I just need to go. I’ll be back soon.”
“Take your time. I can handle anything,” Janet said, and Becca exited from behind the counter and made a beeline to the bathrooms across the mall’s food court. The shortest distance to them took her right past the girl and her mother, along with two other women and another two girls. Oddly, it was the three little girls she noticed most as she went by, but particularly the little one who’d flirted with her so brazenly.
She passed them and continued toward the restrooms.
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Tina saw the girl heading in their direction, and for a moment she wondered if the girl was going to tell Mom about the steamy flirtation, thinking to get her in trouble. Or at least try to. But then the girl kept walking. Tina watched her and suddenly realized where the girl was going.
She was headed for the restrooms. Tina’s idea about getting with the girl in the bathroom was becoming a possibility. She’d been sure the girl was interested in her, and she decided to see if the girl might be interested in fooling around in a bathroom stall. She’d done that with Heather before, and it had been fun.
Would the girl be open to Tina’s suggestions if they were able to be alone in a stall in the mall bathroom, or would she freak? It was taking a chance, but she had to find out.
“Mommy, I have to go to the bathroom.”
Cheryl, who’d been talking with Lisa and Jennifer, smiled and nodded at her, unaware of Tina’s scheme. “You want someone to go with you?” she asked.
“No, it’s okay. I won’t be long.”
Getting up, she moved toward the bathroom like a cat stalking a bird, quickly closing the distance between them until she was about ten feet behind her quarry. She slowed her pace and did her best to keep from being seen without making it obvious.
She entered the bathroom less than three feet behind the girl. A woman with a toddler was exiting as they went in. Another woman was at the sinks, washing her hands prior to leaving.
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As they passed in front of the sinks, Becca noticed the young girl with the camel toe in the mirrors over the sinks. Turning, she stared, wide-eyed, not believing this angel of a girl had followed her here.
The woman at the sink finished and exited, casting a glance at the two girls, who looked like gunslingers of the old west facing each other prior to a showdown. As she looked, she caught a glimpse of the younger girl’s crotch and mentally shook her head in dismay that a parent would allow her daughter to walk around the mall like that. But it wasn’t her child, so she left without a comment.
“Hi. I’m Tina.”
“I’m Becca.”
“I saw you looking.”
Becca looked around the bathroom to make sure they were alone.
“Looking?” she asked, knowing her attempt at innocence would not work and realizing at the same time she didn’t really want it to.
Tina glanced behind her to make sure nobody was coming in. She decided they didn’t have time for games. Someone could walk in at any second.
“At my pussy,” she said. “You were looking at my pussy. I like that.”
Becca looked around again, too nervous to trust her eyes that they were indeed alone in the restroom. She looked back at Tina.
“You, uh…you do?”
Tina closed the small gap between them and took Becca’s hand, leading her into a stall.
“We have to go in here. We don’t want someone to walk in and catch us.”
Catch us? Becca thought. Her mind seemed to be moving in slow motion. It was as if she were two people. One was a seventeen-year-old pedophile lusting after this prepubescent, very attractive and sexy little girl. The other was the old Becca. The one who would have frowned on this behavior just days ago. It was the old Becca who had wondered stupidly what they might be caught doing.
As soon as Tina had the latch on the door to the stall, she pulled down her shorts and panties, exposing her pussy to Becca’s gaze. Then she reached up and began to unbutton Becca’s pants. “Help me. We don’t have all day.”
Becca snapped out of whatever had been happening to her brain, and said good-bye to the old Becca forever. She had come in here to masturbate to a fantasy of having some sort of sex with this little girl named Tina. That she’d been offered the chance to actually do what she had been fantasizing about moments before seemed unreal, as if she might wake up from a sex dream at any second.
But this was no dream. This was a warm, apparently very horny young girl, and she joined her in pulling down her pants and panties in one movement before lifting her shirt and bra to expose her boobs to the lustful attention of Tina.
In seconds they were kissing, and Tina’s left hand moved instantly to Becca’s breasts, pinching the nipples expertly. Her right moved to Becca’s pussy, which was closely trimmed. Tina could feel the flood that was coming out of the older girl’s pussy. Yes, she’d definitely been turned on by Tina’s suggestive flirtations.
Becca, feeling as if she were late to the party, began to rub the hairless pussy that had been so brazenly exposed to her to enjoy and please. She’d been leaning over to kiss Tina, who for one so young was an excellent kisser, and her fingers explored the silky folds of the little girl’s pussy.
Suddenly, Tina broke the kiss and before Becca could protest, the little girl had moved her face into Becca’s middle, seeking the pussy that was wafting its strong scent into the air inside the stall.
Becca gasped as Tina’s tongue plunged into her most secret place. She knew this would not take long at all. She realized quickly the little girl was an expert at licking pussy. It was obvious she’d done this before. Her mind raced, wondering where she’d learned so much.
“How old are you?” Becca asked, suddenly needing to know. Tina was so good at this Becca stupidly wondered if maybe she was older, perhaps closer to her own age, and suffered from some sort of stunted growth, making her appear to be so young.
“Eleven,” Tina said as she quickly pulled back from the feast she was enjoying before diving back in for more.
“God! Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?”
Tina didn’t answer. She was too busy enjoying this older girl’s pussy, and the answer to Becca’s question would just take too long.
Becca’s hand remained on Tina’s bald pussy, rubbing it erratically. She was consumed with the need to come. To have a mind-blowing orgasm right there. She braced herself for the rushing waves of her climax, knowing she would have to remain quiet in case someone came into the restroom. Hell, someone might have already come in. She was too far gone to have noticed.
Tina’s tongue swirled around Becca’s clitoris, and that was all she needed to explode. She rammed her arm into her mouth, stifling the sounds of the gasping orgasm that consumed her. She felt she might collapse and sat on the toilet to prevent herself from falling onto the floor of the bathroom.
When the orgasm had passed, she opened her eyes to see Tina there, begging with her eyes to have the favor returned.
Becca was more than happy to oblige.
Catching her breath, she stood and lifted Tina to stand on the seat of the toilet. Crouching a bit, she was able to lick the smooth skin of Tina’s pussy. As she moved toward the offered treasure, she whispered, “Can you come?”
“Oh, yes,” said Tina and gave herself to the feelings that were overwhelming her already. The idea of what they were doing added to the excitement. They’d only met fifteen minutes ago at Subway, and here they were getting each other off with their tongues.
In less than thirty seconds after Becca began licking Tina’s clit, she started to come. She tried to prevent any noises, but a few grunts and whimpers forced their way beyond her lips. She shuddered so much she feared falling from the toilet, but with Becca’s help, managed to stay upright until the orgasm had passed.
Soon they were done. Tina panted to catch her breath, and Becca looked into Tina’s angel eyes and wondered what had suddenly caused her to lust after an eleven-year-old while at the same time not caring.
“I’ll check in at Subway the next time I’m here, okay?” said Tina, getting her shorts and panties back into place and smiling at Becca.
“Okay,” said Becca, somewhat bewildered and still coming down from the natural high the orgasm had produced. She wondered if Tina were telling the truth or just being polite. She certainly hoped she would see Tina again. In fact, she was already becoming horny just thinking of it.
They exited the stall together. An elderly woman was entering the bathroom and seemed to think nothing of the teenager and younger girl coming out of the same stall.
Tina and Becca left the mall bathroom and smiled at each other before parting ways. Becca was still so stunned by what had happened, she was still wondering if it had been real. Tina made her way to her mother and the other girls and ladies as Becca returned to work. She stopped at the sink behind the counter to wash her hands. Taking a deep breath, she got back to work with a smile on her face.
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In the bathroom, twelve-year-old Monica Duncan sat on the toilet and did her best to convince herself that what she’d heard was what she thought she’d heard. She had entered the bathroom, thinking she was alone, and had passed the stall two doors from hers and heard noises coming from within. It was obviously two girls having sex. She’d read about this before. She had managed to get ahold of several books that had this kind of thing in it and she’d sneaked them to her room to read them. She found herself equally attracted to both boys and girls in the stories, but this was no story. This was real. Two young girls were having sex in the other stall and they hadn’t heard her come in.
As she listened to their climaxes, she had begun rubbing herself. She had timed her orgasm with what sounded like the younger girl’s orgasm. She’d heard the younger girl mention Subway, and Monica realized the older girl worked there.
Monica’s mom would be waiting for her so she needed to hurry. She finished, wiped herself, and before washing up, went to peek outside the entry to the bathroom to see if she could see the two who’d just had sex together in the stall. The food court was nearly empty now, and she saw the two of them separate as they walked to their destinations.
The older girl did indeed work at Subway. Monica watched her as she moved back behind the counter and went to wash her hands.
The young girl went to a table with three women and two other girls. Then she gasped as she realized she knew all of them, except for the girl who’d just had sex and one of the women, probably her mother. Two of the women at the table were teachers at her school, Miss Taylor and Miss Simmons. And the other two girls were Hannah and Susan, girls who were in some of her classes at school the previous year that had ended just the day before. Hannah and Susan were best friends, attached at the hip, her mom would say. Now she wondered if they were more than that.
The girl who’d had sex looked enough like Hannah that she knew they must be sisters.
Monica began to consider how she could work this to her advantage. She would have to think about it. She was tired of using her own hands to come. She wanted a partner. Or maybe partners.
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Serendipity, Chapter 25
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Stephanie awoke first. Asleep beside her was her little girl, Hailey. The slender 8-year-old was on her back, her mouth slightly open, cheeks flushed, curly blonde hair framing her pretty face. In her dainty white nightgown with ruffle cap sleeves, she looked like a princess in a fairy tale.
As she gazed at the adorable child, Stephanie thought about what they’d done together the night before. That must have been an adult fairy tale, the way I was kissing her, using my tongue, actually humping her knee. My god, I was so turned on, almost out of control. I loved it, and yet…… was it wrong? Almost everyone would say it was, I’m sure of that, but I don’t know. Maybe it is and maybe it isn’t.
She yawned and stretched, then sat up in bed, looking at the clock. It was almost 7:30. The others might not be up for a while, but I should go get things started for breakfast, at least think about what we’re going to have. And at some point this morning, I really do want to get with Veronica and talk with her about everything. I know I’ll feel better then.
Slipping quietly out of bed, leaving her daughter to sleep some more, Stephanie went to take a shower and get dressed.
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Veronica heard the shower starting up in the bathroom shared by the adjoining bedrooms at the condo. She’d been awake a few minutes, lying quietly, listening to Kelly breathe, remembering how they had masturbated together — twice! — the night before. It made her feel warm inside to know that she could share such pleasurable intimacy with her teenage daughter, and it also made her feel aroused.
Now is not the time, though, she told herself. And besides, before I do anything else with her, or with anyone else for that matter, I really do want to talk with Stephanie about all of this. I know I’ll feel better after I do.
Hm, that’s probably her in the shower right now. It almost has to be. I really doubt that Hailey would be up this early.
Slipping quietly out of bed, leaving her daughter to sleep some more, Veronica tiptoed naked toward the bathroom. In the other bed, she saw Carol and Jordan also still asleep, spooning cozily. She thought about what she had heard and seen them doing together the previous night. My god, what an amazing vacation this is turning out to be!
She cracked the bathroom door and peeked inside.
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Stephanie finished folding her nightgown and placed it on the counter. She’d pulled down her panties and was just stepping out of them when she noticed the other door begin to open. Oops, I’m naked! she thought, but then saw who it was.
“Good morning,” Stephanie smiled, spreading her arms. The women shared a lover’s embrace.
After a long warm kiss, Veronica asked, “Sleep okay?”
“Yeah, great.” Another quick kiss, and a pat on the bottom. “I missed you, though.”
“I know, me too. Come on, let’s get in the shower.”
They soaped each other down, giggling and kissing some more, but then Veronica said, “Um, there’s something we need to talk about.”
“Really?”
“Uh-huh.”
“That’s funny, because I really wanted to talk with you too, about something kind of… important.”
“Hm, I wonder if the two things might be, uh, related.” The choice of words, inadvertently appropriate, made Veronica smile.
“What do you mean?” asked Stephanie.
“Well, I don’t know. It’s just that there seems to be a lot of stuff going on here. Stuff I never expected. Like, um, well, actually there are several things. We might need longer than just a shower to talk about it all.”
“All right, so… let’s finish up here and then go downstairs, okay? I’ll make coffee and maybe the two of us will get some time to talk about all of it, whatever it is.”
“Deal,” Veronica nodded, turning off the water. “Hey, you know what?”
“What?”
She took the younger woman into her arms. “I really love you.”
“Aww…” Another very long kiss, and then Stephanie nuzzled her partner. “I love you too. Forever and ever.”
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The aroma of fresh-brewed coffee awoke Stacie. That and the bedroom door opening, with little Hailey popping into their room and up onto the bed. Holly bounced to her knees, somehow instantly wide awake. The twins giggled and grinned at each other.
“Good morning, girls,” Stacie yawned, pushing herself up. “What time is it?”
She looked at the clock, answering her own question. It was just past 8:00. Turning back to the kids, she asked, “Did you guys sleep okay?”
“Uh-huh,” they replied in unison, nodding identically. It was nearly impossible to tell the girls apart, except for a tiny mole on Holly’s neck.
“So, um, I think I’m going to take a shower. You guys both had showers last night, right?”
Again, identical nods. It was uncanny how much alike they were.
“All right, well, I guess you can get dressed, or, you know, just do whatever while I’m in the shower.”
“Okay, we will,” said Holly.
You will what? Stacie wondered, but it didn’t matter. She shrugged her shoulders, smiled at the girls, and headed for the shower.
As soon as the bathroom door closed, Hailey and Holly disappeared under the covers together, whispering their secret amazing adventures of the night before: Holly heard Stacie having sex or something. What was it, master… oh, yeah, master-baiting! And it smelled just like when Mom and Mommy had sex. Exactly like it. Plus, after that, after Stacie finished, Holly put her hand down there on herself and she was kind of wet and she smelled the same way too! And she even tasted it. It tasted good. Isn’t that cool! Yeah, it is, but you know what? Hailey kissed Mommy! So? We kiss Mommy a lot. No, but this was just like how Mom and Mommy kiss each other, you know, grownup kissing, with tongues and everything! Wow, really? Was it nice? And on and on…
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“I kissed Hailey last night, in bed. That’s my big news,” Stephanie said, taking a sip of coffee. She and Veronica were leaning against the counter in the kitchen, holding hands.
“You kissed her?”
“Yeah, and I mean I really kissed her. She asked me to. She wanted to know how grownups kiss or something, and so I showed her. But the really amazing thing is how much I liked it. I mean, it totally turned me on. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Wow…”
“I know.”
“That’s pretty cool, Steph.” Veronica was smiling.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, we’ve always talked about how much we’d like to do something like that, you know, kiss a little girl? And now you got to do it.”
“Yeah, but, I mean… do you think it’s okay? She’s my daughter, our daughter. Isn’t that, don’t you think it’s wrong or something?”
“I don’t know,” Veronica shrugged. “It’s… but, you know, I also need to tell you about what I did with Kelly last night.”
“What did you do?”
“Well, we masturbated together.”
“Oh my god, really??”
“Uh-huh.”
“Wow, I can’t believe it. That’s pretty hot,” Stephanie grinned. “Very sexy. And… oh, I didn’t tell you yet, but doing what I did with Hailey made me want to kiss Holly the same way.”
“Nice,” chuckled Veronica.
“I know, but do you really think it’s okay? Isn’t it, like, incest?”
“Hm, maybe. Except, I mean, you love each other, we all love each other, so is it really wrong?”
“I don’t know, you might be right. We’ve always said, we’ve even told the girls, that sex is natural and beautiful. So maybe it should be shared, not hidden, and not… kept just between us.”
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Carol was awake and feeling very horny. She’d had sexy dreams all night long, as so often seemed to happen these past few weeks. Her hand caressed her breast, feeling the nipple harden. Yes, she did want to come again. She loved masturbating first thing in the morning, or anytime, for that matter.
A glance at the other bed told her Veronica was already up, but Kelly still seemed to be fast asleep. As was Jordan, beside her. Well, she could always go get in the shower and take care off her needs. She’d noticed it had a removable head, a massaging shower wand, and that certainly could do wonders. It wouldn’t be quite as nice as having Jordan lick her. But… maybe that would happen later in the day.
So she slipped out of bed and got in the shower, bringing herself to a wonderfully satisfying climax, thanks to that wand.
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Stacie came out of the master bathroom wrapped in a towel. The twins were in bed with each other, lying side by side, grinning at her. She winked at them and started choosing some clothes to wear.
She decided she wouldn’t put on a bathing suit right away. It wasn’t very comfortable wearing them underneath clothes. She got out a pair of khaki shorts and a colorful blouse, along with some panties. No bra today, though. It was nice going without one, and besides her breasts were small enough that a bra wasn’t always necessary.
As Stacie put the towel aside and stepped into her panties, Holly sat up. “Those undies are pretty.”
“Oh, you think so?” Stacie smiled. They were a nice pair, one of her favorites, smooth satin in a bright floral pattern.
“Uh-huh, they’re pretty,” said Holly. “We like undies.”
“Yeah, we do,” Hailey agreed. “We have lots of ‘em. We’re always making Mommy buy us more.”
“That’s funny,” Stacie chuckled. “I like panties too. Not only for myself, but for Jordan. I’m always looking for more cute ones for her.”
She pulled up her shorts, fastening them. They were quite short, showing off her long slim legs.
After the twins whispered to each other for a second, Holly said, “Can we tell you a secret?”
“Well, yeah, I suppose, if you want to,” Stacie replied. She picked up her blouse and slipped it on.
“Don’t tell Mommy,” Hailey grinned, “but sometimes me and Holly like to trade undies. When we get up in the morning I take off mine and give ‘em to her and she takes off hers and gives ‘em to me and then we wear ‘em all day.”
“It makes it feel like we’re together, or we’re the same or something, you know?” said Holly. “But don’t tell Mommy, ‘cuz she always wants us to wear clean clothes and stuff. We still like doing it, though.”
“Yeah, we do,” Hailey added. “We’re gonna do it today. You won’t tell, will you?”
Stacie finished buttoning her blouse and smiled at the girls. “No, I won’t tell. That seems like an innocent enough little game.”
“Good.”
The twins stood up on the bed and lifted their nighties over their heads and off. Then, as Stacie watched, they tugged down their undies, traded them, and pulled them on again.
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“You’re right, sex is natural and beautiful,” Veronica said. “We’ve always felt that way and we’ve never tried to hide our lovemaking from the girls, other than doing it in the privacy of our own room. Until the night before last, that is.”
“Yeah, until then,” Stephanie smiled.
“Do you really think the twins were asleep? Or do you think they heard us?”
“I don’t know, but… something tells me they might have heard. We weren’t exactly quiet, you know.”
“That’s true,” Veronica nodded, chuckling.
“Of course we’re never very quiet.”
“That’s also true… but, well, I mean, what about now? You said you wanted to kiss Holly the same way you kissed Hailey last night, right?”
“Yeah, I do, I definitely do. Except, like I said, that’s incest.”
“I know… and it seems… well, according to society and everything, it’s supposed to be wrong. I’m just not so sure about that now, though.”
“Me neither,” said Stephanie, rubbing Veronica’s arm. “And it’s kind of exciting to think about, isn’t it? Naughty and hot? A great fantasy, and… and maybe even more than a fantasy.”
“Yeah, maybe so. But, um, there’s something else I have to tell you about.”
Just then they noticed Stacie and Carol descending the stairs, coming toward the kitchen. Stephanie gave her partner a quick kiss. “We’ll talk more later, okay?”
“Okay.”
Opening a cupboard, she took out two more mugs. “Hey, good morning, did you guys sleep all right?”
Carol gave a big smile. “Oh, it was a delicious night. And now I’m ready for some delicious coffee.”
“Me too,” agreed Stacie, “on both counts.”
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Kelly slowly came awake. She felt so wonderful — rested, satisfied, fulfilled.
The young teen smiled and stretched, remembering how nice it had been to masturbate alongside her mom. It was super exciting, and also sort of, like, comforting, the way mothers and daughters should be together. She hoped they would do it again, and maybe do even more too.
Was that possible? Well, why not? Just look at Jordan and Carol and Stacie! If they could do that, then why couldn’t Kelly do something with her mom too? Maybe with both her moms… and maybe… with the twins too?
Oh my god, that really was a hot idea. It made Kelly want to masturbate, or — do something else.
She pushed herself up and looked at the other bed. Jordan was still asleep. Her mom and Carol were already gone. The bathroom was quiet, so they must be downstairs. Kelly got up and stepped closer to Jordan, smiling as she peered down at her.
The little girl was on her back with the sheets at her waist, one arm thrown above her head, the other resting on her tummy. Her mouth was open and she was breathing quietly, small chest rising and falling. God, she’s so sexy, thought Kelly, a hand sliding down to touch herself as she looked at the child and licked her lips. Should I wake her up and maybe play with her? It was very tempting, but she was afraid it might be wrong, she wasn’t sure.
The idea, though, all those ideas, about having sex with her moms and her sisters and with everyone else… Kelly rubbed her clit faster. I really want to come, I have to. Hmm, there’s that shower thing in the bathroom with the massage settings. That’s what I need.
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Holly and Hailey, looking picture-perfect in matching sundresses, joined the grownups downstairs at the dining table. Stephanie poured juice for the little blondes, and everyone agreed that pancakes and sausage sounded great, so she went to the kitchen and started cooking.
A few minutes later, Jordan showed up, wearing only a pair of panties. She hopped onto Stacie’s lap, giving her mom a long warm hug.
“Are we gonna go to the zoo today?” the little girl asked when the hug was ended.
“I think so,” Stacie replied. “Do you want to?”
“Uh-huh.”
“We do too,” chimed the twins, in unison.
“Well, then, that’s the plan,” Carol said. “Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!” That got some giggles.
Just before breakfast was served, Kelly arrived in shorts and a tight t-shirt with no bra, feeling fresh and happy, her hair still damp from the shower, tingling inside from a very recent orgasm. She kissed her mom good morning, and her other mom too, then danced around the table, gleefully kissing everyone else.
“Wow, what’s got into you?” Veronica laughed.
“Nothing, I just love you all!”
“Aww…”
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