A Mother’s Plea, Chapter 1

  • Posted on April 10, 2020 at 2:52 pm

by 3 Fingers Neat

I jumped when I heard Karen’s voice. “Isn’t she just too cute?”

It was fall in Washington state, and the youth soccer season was in full swing. Many of my fifth-grade students played soccer, so I dropped by most Saturdays to watch them. This group was U12 Girls, an age group classification designating girls under twelve years of age. Most of my kids were eleven, so they played in the U12 group.

I was at this specific game because I got an invitation from Chelsea, one of my students, to come and watch her play. She said that if I came, she’d score a goal for me. As I stood on the sideline, Chelsea’s mother, Karen, came up from behind and surprised me with her question. I was startled and hoping she hadn’t noticed that I’d only been watching Chelsea for the past fifteen minutes.

“Oh, they’re all cute,” I said, trying to seem casual about it.

Karen leaned against my back, her breath noticeable against my cheek, “Yeah, but she’s your favorite.”

Turning to face her, I said, “I’m not allowed to have favorites.”

There was amusement in Karen’s eyes. “You seem to find your way to every one of Chelsea’s games, Kim. Look around, some of your students are playing right now on three of the different pitches. I don’t ever see you watching those games. Just Chelsea’s team, and you seem to only be looking at her.”

I took a half step back but, with a light touch on my arm, Karen stopped me. “It’s okay,” she said. “You get to have a favorite. I know that Chelsea’s yours.”

“She, um, invited me to come today. She said she’d score a goal for me. I’m watching her so I don’t miss it.” I hoped that my response would be enough of an explanation for Karen.

“You do know she likes you, right?”

“She’s a great kid, and so helpful in class. I like her, too.”

Karen laughed lightly, “That’s not what I meant. She has a crush on you.”

With that, she turned away and walked away from the other parents, towards the parking lot. A quick nod over her shoulder told me she wanted me to follow. We stopped just far enough away from the other parents so they couldn’t hear our conversation, but close enough to see the pitch.

“Chelsea talks about you all the time. When she was getting ready today, all she could talk about was you coming to watch her play.”

“It isn’t uncommon for students to like a particular teacher… or even think they have a crush on one,” I said.

“Oh, it’s a crush, all right. Trust me. She went on and on about you after our pool party last month. Thanks for coming, by the way. The kids loved having you there. Afterwards, she couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful you are,  and how much she liked your swimsuit.

“That week, I noticed certain… changes in Chelsea. Her bedroom door was closed more than normal and her panties were very messy when I washed them. Then one night, I heard her masturbating in her room. Do you know whose name Chelsea moans when she’s fingering herself?”

“Karen, this is entirely inappropriate,” I pleaded. “I am your daughter’s teacher. You’re her mother, for God’s sake. This discussion shouldn’t be happening.”

“Relax, Kim. This is just between us. And it’s not like I don’t already know that you like women. Young ones, at that.”

“That is simply not true,” I said frantically.

She touched my arm. “Kim, don’t worry. I’m not going to tell anyone. Your secret is safe with me.”

“What makes you so sure I’m a lesbian?” I huffed.

“Let’s just say that a certain grade school principal knows quite a bit about what happened in your room after school last year with Rachael Miller.”

“Ms. Randall? She – she knows?” I stammered.

“The same, and yes.”

“So, what is this? Am I in trouble?”

“No, of course not. I’m fine with it. In fact, it’s only fair you know that I learned of your indiscretion with young Miss Miller while my face was between the principal’s legs.” She smiled. “You see, you’re not the only one in this small town with a secret to keep.”

My heart was hammering as I struggled to process all of this. “Ms Randall? Really? I didn’t know. She’s married and definitely doesn’t seem the type. And you? Oh, my.”

“Kim, it really isn’t all that uncommon. I don’t work, and Jim is always on one of his sales trips or out late. I’m alone a lot of the time. It’s just Chelsea and me. I get lonely, and I’m really not interested in having an affair with a guy. That would definitely get around. Plus, guys are simply too much work and I’ve always liked women. I’m surprised you’ve never caught me checking you out.”

“Well, I’ve seen you looking, and definitely considered the possibility during the pool party. I seem to remember you spending a lot of time in the kitchen with me, while I was putting my fruit salad together.”

“I’m sure I just wanted the recipe,” Karen joked.

“Karen, what’s this all about? I like Chelsea, sure. She’s adorable and has the sweetest personality of all my kids. If they were all like her, I’d be the happiest teacher in the world.”

“Oh, she’s a great kid. I know that as well as anyone but, honestly, you really don’t know how adorable she can be. I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but I need your help.”

“My help? What do you want me to do?”

Karen only sighed. My eyes followed hers as she looked towards the pitch at her eleven-year-old daughter. In an almost dreamy voice, she said, “You should see her at home when it’s just the two of us. She rarely wears a lot of clothes. It’s always shorts or yoga pants and a tank top or sports bra. This summer it was just panties and a tank top. It’s more than I can handle.”

She turned back to me. “From all her soccer, Chelsea is really fit. With those long legs, I know she’s going to be fairly tall like me, though I sure don’t remember having an ass like hers at eleven. Her bottom in a pair of panties is perfection, and her nipples are constantly poking through her tops when she’s cold. It’s just too much for me.” Karen sighed again, shaking her head.

“Yesterday, I was on my laptop in the living room when Chelsea walked by and stopped to pet our dog Luke. She was wearing a pair of old, almost threadbare Disney panties that are much too small for her. When she bent over I could see those panties pull up into her butt crack. The material was so thin, I swear I could see right through it. I was practically salivating.”

I was utterly shocked. “Karen, she’s your daughter!,” I said, trying to keep my voice down so the other parents wouldn’t hear me.

“I know, Kim. It’s wrong. So wrong. But we’re together all the time and the sight of her is really getting to me. And from what I hear going on in her room when she touches herself, it’s very clear you’re getting to her.“

All I wanted to do right then was flee. “Karen, I…”

She stopped me with a hand on my arm. “Kim, this is important. I need you to help me before I do something foolish.”

“ I… I don’t know what I can do to help you with any of this.”

“Then I’ll just come out and say it. I need you to make love to my daughter.”

What?” My voice was loud enough that other parents turned to look at us. With a helpless shrug, I mouthed “Sorry!” to the mothers and fathers of the other girls before turning back to our conversation. “For God’s sake, Karen, I can’t do that!” I whispered as the onlookers refocused on the game.

“I wouldn’t have thought so, either, if I hadn’t learned about your relationship with Rachel. Look, Chelsea is becoming… sexual. I’m not sure if that’s the right way to say that, but I see the changes in my daughter. I hear her in there, behind that door – three times a day, at least. Chelsea can get pretty loud when she comes. And afterwards, her room always smells like sex. God, the scent of her! It makes my head spin.

“That’s hard enough for me to take, but it gets worse. Lately, she wants to cuddle all the time, and even asked me to take a nap with her last weekend. That surprised me so much that I spilled water down my front when she asked. I went to change my shirt, and I was so turned on I stood in my closet, pinching my nipples while I thought about spooning with her.

“I’ll tell you something else… I don’t think the way Chelsea bent over in front of me yesterday was an innocent mistake. I think it was intentional, that she’s starting to flirt with me. If this keeps up, I’m going to end up making a move on her… and I’m afraid that she’ll let me, and we’ll end up in bed together.  Or, even worse, she decides to explore other avenues for sex. I’m not even sure how she’d go about it, but I know it wouldn’t be good.”

“Karen, this is crazy. We can’t talk about this. We can’t even think about it. Someone will find out. I’d lose my job!”

“Listen to me, Kim. No one will find out. The only people who will know are you, me and Chelsea. And Chelsea won’t tell anyone. That girl is like a vault when it comes to secrets.”

“But… I mean, how exactly are we supposed to do something like this?” I realized, hearing my own words, that I wasn’t just entertaining the idea of sex with Chelsea, but already working out how to make it happen.

Everything Karen said about Chelsea rang true for me. I had seen her around the school and in my classroom often enough to know exactly what her body looked like. The sight of her in gym shorts and a tank top as she jogged around the track with the other girls made me weak inside.

What Karen didn’t suspect was that I also knew firsthand that Chelsea was masturbating with me as her muse. Every Tuesday after school, a group of students meets with a dance instructor for lessons in the school gym. I regularly find my way there to watch the girls dance. Sometimes, I even join them. Last week, Chelsea excused herself to go to the toilet. Once she left, I followed her into the bathroom without giving my presence away. The school was empty save for the dance class, a few teachers and the janitor, so we were alone in the bathroom.

When I entered, Chelsea was already in the furthest stall from the door, where I could hear her relieving herself. I was just about to sneak back out when I heard the unmistakable sound of fingers on a very wet pussy and a little moan. Then I heard the sound of my own name. “Oh… oh, Ms. Johnson!” Chelsea whispered as she came.

As she flushed the toilet, I made a hasty exit from the bathroom. That night, I laid in bed and played that moment over and over in my mind while I fingered myself into a stupor.

Karen pulled me out of my thoughts with her answer. “I’ve got it all figured out. Thanksgiving is just a few weeks off, and Jim and I want to get away for a quiet weekend, just the two of us. We’re planning on leaving early Friday morning and returning late Sunday night. If we can’t find somewhere for Chelsea to go, somewhere where she doesn’t feel like she’s being dumped for the weekend, we’ll have to take her with us. What do you think about having a long weekend with Chelsea at a very nice hotel, my treat? I know she’d jump at the chance of spending time alone with you. I’ll tell Jim that she’s staying with a friend. He won’t ask any questions. What do you think?”

“Karen, I… I just don’t know. There’s too much to think about. I’m not saying no, but I need time to process this.”

“How about we do this, then. Jim and Chelsea are going out this afternoon at four. Jim thinks that taking Chelsea out for dinner and a movie a couple of times a month will make up for all the time he’s off at work. What the hell, Chelsea looks forward to it, so I can’t complain. Why don’t you pop over just after four and we’ll have a glass of wine and talk it through. They’ll be gone until nine, at the earliest. Maybe I can… convince you.”

I knew immediately what convincing me would entail – and after our discussion, I was feeling very much in the mood for some of Karen’s persuasion. “Okay, I’ll be there about 4:15. Let’s go watch the game, shall we?”

We walked towards the pitch just in time to hear the whistle ending the first half, the score tied 0-0. Chelsea ran off the field and directly towards us. With outstretched arms, she hugged me, talking a mile a minute.

“Ms. Johnson! Thank you for coming. I almost scored that goal for you. I had a couple of chances, but their keeper is really good and she stopped them. Are you gonna stay for the second half?”

From the look on her face, I knew that the only answer I could give was yes. “Of course I’m staying. I wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

“Chelsea,” Karen said, “Go get a snack and some water, so you don’t bonk in the second half.”

“Mom, no one uses the word, “bonk.” It was cute to see Chelsea roll her eyes at her mom, but with a cute little smile that let us know that she was teasing. Then she grabbed Karen’s hand and dragged her over to where the other mothers were hovering around their girls. Seeing the two of them together, it was plain to see that Karen and Chelsea had a very good relationship.

The second half of the game was a much different affair. Chelsea was on fire. Within five minutes she had scored a goal and five minutes later, a second. The other team scored two goals in rapid succession soon after. With time running out in the game and the score tied, Chelsea stole the ball from one of the opposing players and turned to take it down the field. We all thought she’d take it in for a third goal and her first hat trick but, at the last moment, Chelsea saw a teammate running to the goal with no one guarding her. The pass was perfect and the other girl, who we later learned had never scored before, put in the game winner just as time ran out.

Chelsea was the first one to congratulate her teammate just before all the other players mobbed her and lifted her up to carry her off the pitch. As Chelsea walked off the field, I saw a look of satisfaction on her face, a look that made me realize what made her so very special.

The game over, everyone started drifting toward the exit. I said hello to some of my other kids, then walked to the parking lot with Karen and her daughter. Chelsea thanked me over and over for coming to the game, and I thanked her for scoring that goal for me. She gave me a funny look when I said that and replied, “But Ms. Johnson, both my goals were for you.”

With tears welling in my eyes, I did the only thing I was capable of at that moment and hugged her. Chelsea wrapped both arms around me to return the hug, her cheek resting against my breast. And for the first time, as we stood there caught up in a warm embrace, I began to seriously consider the possibility of taking this precious little girl as my lover.

When I looked up, Karen gave me a smile, one that told me she was well aware of just how deep down the rabbit hole I had gone.

Onward to Chapter Two!

Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at writing… anything. I hope/pray it is up to the standard of the many fine writers here. I would like to thank Jetboy for his help editing my work. He accepted my story, warts and all, and cleaned it up, improving it in the process. Thank you, my friend.


51 Comments on A Mother’s Plea, Chapter 1

  1. NC Bright says:

    I enjoyed this very much. Can not wait to see what happens next.

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thank you! Chapter 2 is written and being polished for publication. Chapter 3 is also in the works and will be done soon.

  2. sue says:

    We thought it was a great beginning, and thank you for writing it. You are off to a wonderful start 3fingers, and hope you keep at it.

    Kim and Sue

  3. Yazmin James says:

    I just loved it,My mind is racing wondering what’s going to happen next. You could’t believe just how wet I am right now,
    Please wright the next chapter a,s,a,p,

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      The next chapter is done and in Jetboy’s capable hands for editing. Don’t worry. This will be at least 4 chapters long. Hopefully, many more. I hope all the others have the same juicy result for you.

  4. David says:

    Wow 3 Fingers Neat, for your first time that was pretty good. I love the detail and can’t wait for Chapter Two and how hopefully more chapters. I think you have another top notch writer here Jetboy! I love the slow build up to this story, please hurry with Chapter Two!

    • David says:

      P.S. Oh and the picture was perfect!

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thank you! Loads of credit to Jetboy. He showed me how to use all those pesky punctuations like commas and periods. 😉

      • sapphmore says:

        Hey 3FingersNeat, great story. Such a naughty and yet considerate mum.

        PS. I know exactly what you mean about Jetboy’s grammatical prowess. He did the same for me.

        Looking forward to the rest of the story.

        • 3FingersNeat says:

          Thank you. You’re offerings have been excellent. Jetboy does have a knack for coaxing the best out of what we give him.

          • Purple Les says:

            Let me agree with you both on that one. I recall a reader saying JetBoy should be a professional editor, and they are so right. We sure keep him busy don’t we?

            Thanks, JetBoy.

  5. Quinlan says:

    An excellent start, setting things up perfectly. Looking forward to how “convincing” Karen’s argument will be. I’m sure Kim won’t need much “convincing” but she’ll be very patient and hear Kim out. Maybe more than once.

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thank you! That convincing is pretty much fait accompli. Now, the convincing of Chelsea. That might be a bit more difficult. Or, not. We’ll just have to see. 🙂

  6. Toni says:

    Great story line. I love when mom’s give up their daughters. The picture is perfect. Can we see more of her?

  7. Aussierules says:

    Well done, very nice start – you’ve got my attention and I’m looking forward to the next chapter! I like the characters and the possibilities this story line offers, again – really well done!

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thank you. I’ve had this story and a bunch of others kicking around my head for a long time. Thought it was time to put pen to paper.

  8. Kelli Lake says:

    Great beginning… can’t wait for chapter 2. Super start for your first story. I’m sure it wont be your last.

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thank you, Kelli. I’m having fun writing these characters. I’m sure we’ll have a few more chapters.

  9. Jay Denton says:

    Loved it 3fingersneat, great start to what promises to be a great story. Keep up the good work ?

  10. drew says:

    Echoing other comments! Such a great start!!! Loved it. looking forward to more!!!

  11. Brian says:

    Great first chapter and wonderful first attempt ! Well done. Looking forward to many many more chapters from you. Thank you so much for sharing.

  12. Margaret says:

    I love the build up and the development of these characters. I’m sure Kim and Chelsea are going to make a cute couple and have a romantic and sensual time getting to know each other better. Chelsea is already a flirtatious little minx.

  13. collie says:

    Great start, especially for your first story ever! I look forward to reading more.

  14. Stevie6808 says:

    Please, please keep going with this story. I love the way you write. It’s almost like you are inside my brain pulling out my thoughts!!

  15. Euphorsyne, Thalia & Aglaia says:

    Hey 3 Fingers Neat!
    Great first story.
    Realistic dialog, very good plot, and a real fun read! the build-up is nicely tantalizing and the characters are wonderfully rounded, Ms Johnson is so yummy and daring Karen along with her precocious daughter,Chelsea are a delight!
    With so many great comments, you should be happy, and deservedly proud.
    Keep up your perseverance…and may your Muse keep whispering in you ear!


    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thank you. I am very happy with the response. Any pride comes from knowing I’ve got some acceptance to this group.

  16. Dylan says:

    I loved the story, and will be looking forward to the next chapters. You said this is your first story…amazingly, you did a great job. You have great writing skills and an experienced coach and editor in Jetboy. Was this story created based on any of your personal fantasies?

    • 3FingersNeat says:

      Thanks, Dylan. There are a lot of my personal fantasies wrapped up in this one. I’m not sure how I came up with this story. When I started writing, it just flowed out.

  17. Sid says:

    Looking forward to seeing where this goes. Excellent start.

  18. Evan says:

    Loved this story! Very powerful, can’t wait until Chap 2

  19. Captain Midnight says:

    Having read both chapters, I wanted to come back and comment on this one.

    This is a great story. I particularly like the slow and careful buildup where Karen and Kim discuss how to make Chelsea’s first time as good as it gets. I was surprised in Chapter 2 when Karen and Kim actually made love, and wondered if a FFg triangle is in the works.

    As a guy, I admit I am glad that Jim is portrayed as a decent person who actually likes his wife and daughter. I suspect a divorce is in his future, but I hope he lands on his feet.

    I wonder if Kim and Chelsea will stay lovers in the future. It would be difficult. But looks like they would fit together well.

  20. JetBoy says:

    Many thanks to all the readers who took the time to comment on this story. It’s especially important to give shout-outs to our new authors. Actually, it’s important to give shout-outs to us grizzled veterans as well, just not as much.

    Oh, and thanks to 3 Fingers and Sapphmore for the praise. I was actually blushing.

  21. Annie says:

    Beautiful beginning 3 fingers, I believe at one time a mother daughter feel this way. Please keep writing.

  22. Mike says:

    Superbly written and the buildup is exceptional, the picture of the beautiful young girl was perfect.
    I hope you keep up your amazing writing and many thanks to Jetboy for his excellent editing.

  23. Cathy Mathes says:

    I just came across this and I have to say, ‘WOW!’ You are very gifted for a newbie, I could not keep my hands off myself! Looking forward to more from you!

  24. Amanda says:

    Ohh My, what a delicious beginning to what looks like will be an amazing story. Loved it heaps.

  25. kaleonani says:

    Not having sexual experience or understanding about the true essence of sexual pleasure from a very young age can prevent an individual from experiencing the full pleasures of what sex is all about while endeavoring to create one as they go along. So, as weird as it may sound when Karen made a strange request to Kim regarding Chelsea I believe that Karen despite her overwhelming lust for her daughter she instead made the right decision when she chose to seek another woman to help her daughter experience that love through an experienced woman such as Kim. And with that, I believe that would be a safe ground to make this contribution into Chelsea’s life for her successful future. Wish I knew things like this at a young age which may have led to more successful marriages between any couples endeavoring to fulfill their life together. Beautiful Story, thank you

  26. Steve says:

    So far it’s a good story now let’s see where it goes from here

  27. Steve says:

    I want a lot more of this story

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