This chapter refers to sexy doings and luscious girls in some of the early chapters — 2, 3 and 5, to be specific. You may want to glance at these, or simply consult the Ripples Chapter Links to refresh your memory. This will be covered on the final exam. Do enjoy. JetBoy
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“We can’t spend all day having sex!” Jess exclaimed.
“Why not?” said a grinning Bella to her girlfriend’s mum.
Jess rolled her eyes. “For one thing, your sisters will all start wondering where we are before very long… and if they come up and see what we’re up to, we’ll never make it out of the house. We’re supposed to be going to the garden centre, remember?”
“We could go a little later,” Bella replied. “I still want to lick your cunt, Auntie Jess.”
Rachel was gazing at her twelve-year-old in awe. Bella had been so timid at first when learning about sex… and though she’d enjoyed it immensely, still had trouble shedding her inhibitions in those moments when lust was in the air and the clothes were just starting to come off. Not anymore, Rachel marvelled. Bella’s become a bold little miss, not afraid to ask for what she wants.
It’s been a real plus for our families, the lot of us becoming lovers, she decided. Seems like we’re all happier than before, better rounded as people. Who’d have thought?
“And I want you to lick me, love,” Jessica was saying, taking Bella’s hand in hers. “But right now, I don’t think I could come again if I tried. That last workout bloody well did me in!” She sniffed herself. “And I need another shower, damn it.” She glanced over at Rachel. “I’ll be taking this one on my own.”
“It’s probably the only way you’ll stay clean,” Rachel replied, sporting a wolfish grin.
“Listen, Bel,” Jess said, “I promise that the next time sex is had in this house, you and I will both be part of it… and I’ll let you eat my pussy for as long as you like. Fair enough?” The twelve-year-old nodded, and Jess gave the girl a lingering kiss before announcing, “Okay, all, let’s get ourselves cleaned up, for real this time, then get dressed. This show is hitting the road for Willett’s at noon!”
Jess swung both feet over the side of the bed, the strap-on now feeling a bit awkward. She stood, peering down at the protrusion between her legs, as if it were something that had grown on her overnight. Unable to resist a sudden impulse, she couldn’t resist swivelling her hips, watching the rubbery appendage sway from side to side.
Now I see why men like to shake it about in front of a mirror, she thought, recalling a ribald conversation on a girly night out where the subject of the “willy mirror” came up. When she’d asked what it was, the other girls laughed. Haven’t you ever noticed, one of them replied, the way men like to place the vanity mirror on the shelf behind the toilet with the magnified side positioned so they could watch themselves piss? Jess had laughed it off, remarking that she didn’t realise there was a name for it. The truth was that her ex-husband Mark had never indulged in such behaviour, and he was the only man she’d ever lived with.
Can’t believe he’s only been gone for three years, she reminded herself. Seems like a whole lifetime ago. He’d keel over in his tracks if he knew about the kind of fun and games I’m having these days.
Just then, Alice, who was eyeing her cock-sporting mother in a very thoughtful way, said, “Mum, it’s still only ten-thirty, a bit early to leave for Willett’s. What if we–”
“I can’t believe I’m saying this,” Rachel broke in, but your mother is right, we can’t spend all our time having sex. For a start, all this physical activity just might give us old ladies heart attacks before we’ve even had our afternoon tea. Now do as Jess says and go get yourselves cleaned up and dressed.”
“Okay, okay,” Alice said, not without the hint of a pout. “But we’ll do more stuff tonight, won’t we?”
“Just try and stop us,” Rachel replied. “Now, be off! You girls are hereby banished from this kingdom…at least, until tonight, once we’re all out of our clothes again.”
Amused, the daughters acquiesced — Bella leaning over to kiss Rachel, followed by Alice. They crawled on hands and knees to the edge of the bed, presenting a pair of beautiful bums to Rachel’s appreciative eyes, almost causing her to change her mind right there and then. Both girls went over to get kisses from Jess, then made a silent exit, Bel closing the door behind.
Jessica began to unbuckle the straps of the sex toy from round her waist, but Rachel stopped her. “Whoa there, lover. Not so fast!”
A puzzled Jess looked up at her lover. “I thought you said…”
“Screw what I told the girls. Let’s get in the shower. I want you to fuck my arse with that big boy.”
“You’re kidding, right? It’s enormous. You’ll almost be tasting it!”
“Only one way to find that out. Alice did a pretty good job of getting me ready, licking my bum like she did. Got me right in the mood for some hot back-door action.” Leaping from the bed, Rachel seized Jessica’s hand, all but dragging her towards the bathroom.
“Jeez, Rach, hold your horses.” But Jess trotted after her anyway, the appendage swaying wildly with each step.
Once inside, Jess reached into the large cubicle to turn the water on. When the shower had been installed, she’d made a point of having it equipped with an extra-powerful head that gushed hot water like a monsoon. She was about to get in when Rachel stopped her.
“Um, wait. Have you got any lube? It’s been awhile since I’ve taken it in the arse.”
“Good point,” Jessica said, and hurried back to her bedside night table. Plucking the tube of K-Y from the top drawer, she returned to the bathroom to find Rachel soaping her body down beneath the cascading water.
Climbing inside, Jess drew Rachel into her arms, and their mouths met in a hard, hungry kiss.
Coming up for air, Rachel gasped, “Christ almighty, watching you eating Bel’s cunt and rimming her was so fucking hot… and when she squirted in your face, I nearly lost it. I think she’s a bit smitten by you, our Bella. Then again, like mother, like daughter, right? But enough chit-chat; would you please fuck me now?”
Jess smiled. “Since you asked so nicely.” She gave Rachel’s right buttock a hard slap, prompting a squeal from her lover. “Bend over, woman… I want that juicy bum of yours.”
“Mmmm, so forceful — I love it!” Rachel quickly got down on all fours, hands spread out on the tiles as she wriggled her arse. “Ooh, yes, Mistress… I’ll do anything you want, anything.” She glanced back over her shoulder, eyes dancing. “This reminds me of how you behaved the other day — when we fucked in the car, remember? I think you’re starting to like ordering me around. Whatever happened to that timid, reserved Jessica, anyhow?”
Jess had to laugh. “Damned if I know. Perhaps I was just waiting for the right woman.” Kneeling behind Rachel, she grasped the latex cock in her right hand. “Then again, it could just be from wearing this thing.”
With her free hand, Jess used her thumb to pop the cap of the K-Y open before she squirted a dollop of the clear gel between Rachel’s slightly parted cheeks. She tossed the tube back into the corner of the shower cubicle, then began to spread the cool lubricant over and around the taut rosebud. That accomplished, Jess slid a finger into the warmth of her lover’s rectum.
“Fuck, that feels divine,” Rachel sighed. “Do me a favor, Jess — before you go into my arse for real, give my cunt some love, will you? Just a few strokes to get me humming.”
“Fair enough.” Reaching between Rachel’s thighs, Jess made sure that her pussy was nice and wet, tracing the smooth slit with a fingertip. Guiding the head of the dildo to the moist opening, she pressed forward.
Rachel closed her eyes as she felt the tip of the phallus enter her vagina, then pushed back to meet her partner’s forward thrust. There was no resistance; the rubbery cock slid easily past the slick walls of her vaginal muscles as though they had retained the memory of its last visit.
A wave of contentment washed over Rachel as she submitted to the dominance of her lover, realising that, despite her assertive nature when it came to sex, it felt surprisingly good to have her partner take the lead. Her husband had always preferred the passive role, always giving in to Rachel’s sexual demands to the point of letting himself be fucked by a strap-on, the same one Jessica was using on her.
Jessica fell into a steady rhythm, the slippery cock pistoning again and again into the juicy cunt, her belly smacking against Rachel’s arse with each stroke. She felt a new, exciting sensation course through her, a sense of power that was downright exhilarating. Having already been on the receiving end of this strap-on twice, she was well familiar with the pleasures it generated — but now that she was doing the actual fucking, it gave her a whole new kind of wicked thrill. Bloody hell, I could get used to this!
Taking her hands from Rachel’s hips, she slid them upward — along her partner’s sides, over the rib cage, bending down until her tits were pressing against Rachel’s back while she reached underneath to feel the shape and heft of her lover’s beautiful breasts. She took the nipples between her thumbs and index fingers, rolling them, tugging them, this last move drawing a surprised yelp from the kneeling brunette.
“Shhh!” Jess hissed, bringing her lips to Rachel’s ear. “We sent Ali and Bel away when they still wanted to fuck, so we can’t let them know what we’re up to right now, understand?” She punctuated that last word with a twist of Rachel’s left nipple, harder this time.
“Ooohh!” Rachel gasped, but managed to keep the volume down. “You bitch,” she panted, twisting round to nuzzle Jessica’s face. “This is — oooh! — it’s g-getting you off, isn’t it — taking me like a cheap slag?”
“I… I think so, yeah,” Jess admitted, grinding the dildo around inside Rachel’s cunt. “You like it?”
“Fuck me, yes. Er, and speaking of fucking me… what you’re doing feels lovely, but, um, don’t forget which hole I’m really gasping to get done in…”
“No,” Jess fired back. “Not until you ask nicely. The way your mistress deserves.”
Rachel fell into her role without hesitation. “Oh, my lovely, strong mistress… please, please take that cock and stuff it up your slut’s arsehole.”
“Better,” Jess murmured. Giving her submissive lover a few more hard strokes, she carefully withdrew the glistening shaft from Rachel’s cunt, then placed the tip against the lubricated pucker of her anus and pressed forward until the head popped inside.
“Jesus sodding Christ,” Rachel moaned, throwing her head back. “Ohhhh, k-keep going!” She hastened to add, “Um, please?”
“I’m not hurting you, then?”
Rachel quickly insisted, “No, it’s okay, really, don’t stop.”
Jess began to slowly pump her hips back and forth, working the slippery cock a few millimetres deeper each time. Rachel responded by pushing back almost impatiently, trying to force more of it inside.
Now Jess was taking longer, harder strokes, amazed at how far the shaft was able to penetrate Rachel’s arse. Fucking hell, this thing would split me in half! Steadily increasing her depth and speed, Jess soon found a good steady rhythm, but still found herself reluctant to thrust as hard as she was able, for fear of damaging her lover internally.
The doubled over brunette had no such worries, though. She met Jessica’s thrusts with gusto, jacking her body back to match Jessica’s motion, reaching between her legs to rub furiously at her clitoris. It had been a long time since she had been sodomised — probably the time she and her husband picked up a student at a bar in Barcelona, and the men had teamed up to take her in both holes at once. She made a mental note to persuade Jess of the delights of double penetration, already contemplating the many variations on that familiar sex technique that they might explore, particularly with the girls to assist.
Rachel’s climax built hard and fast until it possessed her completely, a giant fist squeezing, crushing her… and it felt absolutely glorious. She arched her back, drawing in a deep breath she intended to release as a scream — then just in the nick of time, remembered that she was supposed to be quiet, and clapped a hand over her mouth. With only one hand left to support herself, the brunette slumped forward until her head was resting on the wet tiles of the shower floor. Jess had gone still, leaving the entirety of that enormous cock buried in Rachel’s arse.
No longer feeling the need to cry out, Rachel uncovered her mouth, panting, “Oh, fuck. Oh my God, Jess… p-please don’t take it out just yet, stay inside me…“ Taking a few long, deep breaths, she began to lightly tease her clit.
Clutching Rachel’s hips while she got her own wind back, Jess watched in awe as a shiver raced through the woman’s frame — then another. Christ, is she about to come again!?
Rachel was bowed forward, forehead resting on one arm as she fingered herself with her free hand, trembling from head to toe — only these quivers were so tiny that Jess felt, rather than saw them.
Then a choked gasp broke from the brunette’s throat as she was swept up in another climax, this one less intense than the first. Jessica moved her hips around a bit, hoping to heighten her lover’s pleasure. Finally, Rachel’s body gave a hard jerk, then went limp, threatening to slump to one side.
Oh, hell — did she just pass out on me? Jess wondered, holding Rachel up as best she could while slowly withdrawing the cock from her rectum. She scooted back toward the wall of the cubicle, cradling the limp woman in her arms. “Are you okay, darling?” Jess murmured, wearing a look of concern that was half hidden by her wet hair.
Rachel’s eyes flickered open. “Holy shit, I’d forgotten what that felt like,” she mumbled, then wrapped both arms round Jessica’s neck, pulling her in for a deep kiss. When their mouths drifted apart, Rachel paused to give Jess a tiny peck on the nose, then began to struggle to her feet. “Think my bloody legs have stopped working,” she said, grimacing as she flexed her limbs. “Did we just fuck, or did you heave me into a cement mixer?”
Jess snorted with laughter. “I’ll take that as a compliment,” she said, hoisting herself into an upright position. She moved forward to where Rachel stood and kissed her again, taking hold of her lover’s hands as they dangled lifelessly by her side. As their bodies came together, the swaying latex shaft pressed between Rachel’s legs to brush against her clitoris. They kissed slowly and lovingly, their fingers intertwined.
The smaller woman leaned back against the tiles, still breathing heavily. Using a hand to clumsily sweep her hair to one side, she gave the redhead a weary smile. “I love you, Jessica Matthews.”
“Ditto, Rachel Thomas.” Giving her a slap on the bum, Jess added, “Now come on, let’s get cleaned up! We’re dirtier now than when we got in.” Reaching for the clasp of the strap-on harness, she began to remove the toy from around her waist.
“Positively glazed with sweat and eau de pussy,” Rachel snickered, moving to stand beneath the shower head, winking at Jess as the cascading water plastered her hair over her face.
They moved together under the water’s flow and soaped each other, taking a moment to fondle the latex cock together as they washed it, too. After a quick rinse, Jess and Rachel emerged pink and glistening from the cubicle and onto the bathmat. They used large, soft towels to pat themselves down before drying their hair, then returned to Jessica’s bedroom to dress for the day, Rachel taking hers from the small bag she’d brought along.
“I really ought to bring some of my wardrobe over here,” she said, stepping into fresh knickers. “And you should take some of your things over to my place, now that our sleeping arrangements have become so… flexible.”
“Fucking arrangements, you mean,” Jess replied, and they shared a laugh.
When they finally came downstairs, all five of the girls were in the living room, idly watching TV while waiting for their mums. Minutes later, they all packed into two cars, ready to enjoy a lovely day out.
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At the garden and leisure centre, Jess and Rachel took a leisurely stroll while the girls raced excitedly from one attraction to the next. Even Alice and Bella, who liked to think of themselves as grownups, got caught up in the childish fun in spite of themselves — riding the carousel, laughing as they watched the goats run up and down the ramps and bridges inside their pen, stroking lambs and cooing at fluffy baby rabbits in Pets Corner, watching the spectacular flying displays of the birds of prey.
After a while, their party had built up an appetite, so off they went for lunch at the indoor play centre, where they elected to dine on the outside terrace facing the lake. The girls sat at one table, chattering and giggling like any other family group, while the two mothers took a smaller cafe table nearby. They mostly discussed mundane things, the excitement, surprise and shock of the previous night and eventful morning seemingly forgotten.
It was Rachel who changed the subject from work, lowering her voice. “You know, Jess, when you told Laura about having it off with Sally this morning, it got me thinking. Remember when we both confessed our little dalliances to one another — you with Sally, me with Millie?”
Jess nodded. “Yes, I remember. I also recall you getting ideas about getting together with them both for some potential foursome fun.”
“That’s right. Well, first we talked about setting them up with each other, but then got the idea of offering to join in — you know, so we can give them some practical tips about lesbian sex.”
“As I recall, Sally seemed to know what she was doing in bed well enough… but I doubt she’d have an issue with another cute girl and a sexy mature woman making a party out of it.”
“A ‘sexy mature woman’, eh? Thanks ever so. Anyhow, I was thinking we might get Millie and Sally both over to my place one morning this week. The girls will be off for summer soon, and we might not get too many chances for a bit of extracurricular hanky panky. God knows our daughters are more than enough to keep us busy, but as they say, variety is the spice of life. I think it’ll be fun.”
Jess looked into Rachel’s mischievous eyes, a slight smile forming on her lips. “I suppose we’d be doing them a favour… in a very altruistic way, of course.”
“Oh, of course,” Rachel replied, moistening her lips in a very lewd fashion.
“Seriously, though — where on earth can sixteen-year-old girls go to find other girls to hook up with? They’re a bit young to go to clubs; I don’t think either of them could pass for twenty-one.”
“That’s settled, then. I’ll call you later after I’ve checked the rota to let you know when I can get the morning off. Charlotte’s working today, so I’ll be covering tomorrow.”
“Do you want me to see if Bella and Cindy can come to lunch at Stella’s with me and my girls?”
“No it’s okay, they’ll be fine on their own; it’s only until 2 o’clock. And anyway, they need to get their homework done, their school stuff ready… and they certainly need an early night.”
“Well, if you’re sure.”
Rachel lowered her voice further. “You know what will happen if they do. I’ll come over to pick them up, and all seven of us we’ll end up fucking the night away in every kinky comnbination we can think of. But I’m going to miss sleeping next to you, lover.”
“Wow, since when did you become the sensible one?” Rachel just rolled her eyes, and Jess added, “But I think you’re right. We should probably keep our girls on the straight and narrow a bit… you know, limit how often they can have fun with each other — and us, of course. We don’t want them going to school all shagged out from sex. It’s all new and exciting to them at the moment, but they have to learn how to be sensible. Like you said, we can’t be having it off day and night.”
Before Rachel could respond, the girls drifted over, Cindy asking their mums if they could go to the reptile and insect house next.
After another couple of hours, they left; each family to their own home, despite protestations from all five girls. That evening, both mothers allowed their girls to sleep where they wanted, but declared their own bedrooms off limits. Strong as their own needs could be, Jessica and Rachel needed a rest from the boundless energy of their sex-hungry daughters.
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When Sunday morning came round, the Matthews household started the day like any normal family. After breakfast, Alice helped Jess clear up, while Poppy watched TV and Katie got engrossed in a book. Once the kitchen was back in order, Jess did a little housework and Alice went upstairs and listened to music.
Later that morning, Jess told the girls to sort out what they were going to wear for their outing to Stella’s home, then adjourned to her room to do the same, quickly settling on a light, flowery summer dress. She spent a few minutes taming her hair and applying a hint of makeup, then went to her door. “Girls? Are you ready? I want to leave a bit early; pick up some sort of treat at the shops to bring with us.”
One by one, the girls emerged from their rooms… and Jess was a little surprised to see them all wearing dresses similar to hers, so they resembled miniature versions of their mother. Alice and Katie’s dresses had flowers, while Poppy had gone with polka dots.
Pleased with their choices, Jess smiled. “Well, look at my gorgeous girls, looking all girly.”
“We peeped to see what you were wearing, and then decided to all dress the same,” said Katie, the one who, until recently, never wore anything but jeans and baggy shirts. Once again, Jess reflected on how much happier her nine-year-old was now, since they’d all become lesbian lovers.
Poppy offered her own take. “Yeah, so now we look like the models in the magazines.” She flounced her skirt with a giggle.
“I couldn’t agree more,” Jess said. “Shall we be on our way, then?”
Enroute to Stella Morrison’s house, they stopped at a florist, then at an Italian delicatessen to pick up some tiny cream-filled pastries. A few minutes later, they arrived at the Morrison residence.
“Alice, would you ring the bell?” Jess asked, handing the flowers to Katie, then carefully picking up the box of pastries before locking the car.
“There’s a note, Mum,” Alice called back. “It says to go through the side gate, straight round to the garden.”
Opening the gate, the Matthews party made their way down the side of the house, soon emerging into a well tended, secluded garden. They could hear The Beach Boys playing, the music growing louder as they approached.
As Jess turned the corner first, she noticed a pair of legs disappearing through the French doors, then she spied Stella facing away on the other side of the patio, slipping on a short cotton kaftan. Jess was surprised that her friend appeared to be wearing just a pair of bikini bottoms and no bra, then assumed that she’d just been in the large hot tub that was enclosed in a nearby gazebo.
Before Jess could speak, Stella turned and waved. “Jess! Hello, how are you?”
As the girls followed behind, Jess advanced to where her friend stood. “Hi, Stella. Er, we’re not too early, are we?”
“No, not at all. Please, come in!” the attractive blonde responded as she adjusted the thin material of the kaftan, which did little to hide her charms. Stella extended her arms wide to welcome Jess, leaning in to kiss both her cheeks.
Jess had to hold the box of pastries to one side, so they wouldn’t get crushed in their embrace. As their bodies met, she couldn’t help but notice how Stella’s nipples could easily be felt through the light cotton kaftan.
Drawing away, Stella noticed Jessica’s daughters, who were trailing behind her. “Oh my, don’t you girls look adorable. I feel positively underdressed!”
As if on auto-cue, Alice quickly responded. “You look really nice, Ms Morrison.”
Pausing to study Alice, the blonde was surprised to see an unexpected but very familiar look on her face. The young girl appeared to be openly appraising her body, not unlike the looks she got from most men… and more than a few women.
Thinking she had misread that look, she said, “Why, thank you, sweetheart! Oh, and do call me Stella.”
Behind her, Jess threw a glance at Alice, the tightness of her jaw making it obvious that her twelve-year-old was pushing it. She diverted Stella’s attention by proffering the box she held. “I brought these, but you might want to put them in the fridge. Those flowers Katie has are for you, too.”
Seeing the shop name on the box, Stella clapped her hands together, delighted. “Ooh, I love Nico’s pastries, and the flowers are beautiful, thank you.” She took the bouquet from Katie, smiling sweetly at the girl. I must say, though… they look even nicer when someone pretty like you is holding them.” She glanced around at her guests. “Please, make yourself comfortable while I put these inside, then I’ll get us some drinks.”
As she disappeared into the house, Jess turned to Alice. “Behave yourself, young lady. You were practically undressing her with that look.”
Her face a portrait of innocence, her daughter replied, “Well, she is pretty much already undressed, Mum.” Katie and Poppy giggled in response.
Jess sighed. “Just… look, all I ask is that you show a little restraint, Alice. Surely you’re getting enough sex at home to keep you satisfied? It’s not a good idea to flirt like that with grown women… especially when the woman in question is a friend of mine.”
“Sorry, Mum,” Alice replied, looking rather sheepish. “You’re right. I — I’ll be more careful.”
“Good girl.” She gave Alice a peck on the cheek, then did the same for Katie and Poppy. “I’m going to sit down and relax for a bit. You girls have a look around if you like. Don’t break anything.”
Jessica seated herself in a cushioned patio chair, and the girls started wandering around the garden, taking in the sights. There were several beautifully done topiary animals, a small pond, some blooming flower beds, a dozen or so bonsai trees, and the gazebo, which was decorated with coloured lights that illuminated the hot tub tucked inside.
Relaxing into her seat, Jess hummed along as “Fun, Fun, Fun” ended, then smiled as it was immediately followed by ”Warmth of the Sun.” She could see that the girls were also enjoying the music. Even at their tender age, her daughters were familiar with the Beach Boys, Jessica having informed them more than a few times that they were the greatest band ever to grace the airwaves, and that Carl Wilson’s voice was a gift from God himself.
Hearing footsteps coming from behind, Jess glanced toward the house to see Stella’s fourteen-year-old twin daughters Lacey and Sienna coming down the stairs toward her, having just emerged from the French doors. A pang of arousal mingled with guilt washed over her as she recalled the last time she’d seen those two.
It had been in the store changing area, where she’d watched the girls from afar as they casually stripped off to their underthings. Minutes later, she’d come down to greet them and Stella, only to have Sienna and Lacey blatantly flirt with her. Afterward, Jess happened to overhear a conversation between the girls and their mum where Stella seemed to be perfectly fine with her daughters’ behaviour, even hinting that she found Jessica attractive herself.
Jess had treated herself to a frantic bout of masturbation in her office right after they left, all the while fantasising about the twins, picturing them naked and swapping deep kisses.
Now here they both were, smiling hugely at Jessica as they approached. It didn’t help that the girls were dressed in matching denim miniskirts and skimpy tank tops, their breasts bouncing, nipples straining at the material.
Drawing close, the girls spoke, almost in unison. “Hello, Ms Matthews.”
Before Jess could reply, a twin was standing on either side of her chair. Then, just as if they’d rehearsed it beforehand, each girl bent to kiss a cheek — then let a hand casually rest on her leg just above the knee, where the hem of her dress ended. It sent a tingle up Jessica’s thigh that hit her clitoris like a static shock.
As they pulled away, each still bent at the waist and smiling at her, Jess looked into the face of the twin to her left — that’s Lacey, she decided — then her eyes were helplessly drawn down to the gap created by the low-cut tank top, which offered her a tantalising peek at the teen’s breasts.
Before she could stop herself, Jessica turned to her right to see the near-mirror image of Sienna, her own flawless titties on display. Suddenly, she felt like a gazelle cornered by a pair of hungry lionesses.
Why do these girls have this effect on me? Silly question; they’re intensely sexual for their age. Or am I especially turned on because they’re twins?
An unexpected dryness in her throat caused Jessica’s voice to crack a little as she spoke. “Hello, girls.”
Sienna giggled. “It’s nice to see you again, Ms Matthews. You look lovely today.”
As Jess struggled to compose herself and come up with a reply, she was saved by Stella, who came through the French doors, bearing a tray of soft drinks for the girls. Jess looked round for her daughters, only to see the three of them standing nearby. She noticed a look of surprise on Alice’s face, the corner of her mouth betraying a faint smile.
“Here you are girls… help yourselves,” Stella said, placing the tray on a small cafe table. “I’ll bring the food out in a few minutes.”
The twins padded over to greet their young visitors, but stole backward glances at Jessica. At that instant, she longed to have them, both of Stella’s daughters. Preferably at the same time, she thought.
Just then, Lacey looked her way yet again — and this time, Jess quickly peered off into the distance, not wanting her eyes to give away the lewd thoughts that were cavorting through her head. You’re being ridiculous, she admonished herself. Weren’t you just trying to convince Alice that she was getting enough sex already? For fuck’s sake, why are you perving on someone else’s kids?
It doesn’t matter why, she answered herself. I want them, that’s all. Wonder what they’re saying to the girls?
Across the patio, the twins had just given Jessica’s daughters affectionate hugs, and were now commenting on their attire.
“Omigosh, you guys look so pretty,” one of them said. “Look, Lace, aren’t they gorgeous in those dresses?”
Lacey replied. “Oh they are, they are… they look good enough to eat.”
Not yet worldly enough to decipher the hidden meaning behind those words, the two younger Matthews blushed a bit as they thanked the twins, Poppy doing a playful twirl.
As for Alice, she began to study Lacey and Sienna in a wholly different light. She’d spent time with them now and again since Mum opened her shop, though not often enough to be close friends. Still, despite the two years’ difference in their ages, they’d gotten along well enough. Hanging out with the twins made her feel more grown up, and she’d always admired their dress style.
But after observing the attention they were giving her mother — and the clearly flustered way in which Mum had responded — Alice was paying attention to the things Sienna and Lacey said, as well as the looks they gave each other. Something’s going on here, she decided. I’ll have to ask Mum about it later.
Of course, seeing the twins for the first time since deciding she was gay, Alice did have to admit that they were both incredibly hot. At the moment, though, she felt a greater attraction to their mother, and found herself stealing yet another look at the luscious older woman, practically naked under that thin kaftan…
The five girls congregated round the table to get their beverages, but the twins kept surreptitiously glancing over to Jess, their seemingly innocent faces only partially masking the predatory interest in their eyes.
Stealing another nervous peek at them, Jess started when she heard, “Earth to Jessica!”
The spell shattered, she hastily turned to face a clearly amused Stella. “Sorry, Stel… um, what were you saying?”
“I just asked what you wanted to drink, but you seemed miles away.”
“Sorry, I was just… admiring the hot tub. I’ll have a small white wine if you have it, please.”
“Is the Pope Catholic?” Stella quipped. Stepping over to a brightly coloured plastic tub, she twisted the flat top and lifted it so the lid became a table, reached inside to grab a bottle of wine nestling in ice, seized a corkscrew and proceeded to pry it open, cooing with pleasure when the cork came free with a pop.
Plucking two glasses from a nearby bar cart, she deftly filled each one. “I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to open this wine. On my last buying trip to Florence, I managed to visit San Gimignano; I’ve wanted to go there for years. Oh my God, Jess, it’s so beautiful. It’s a small medieval town high up in the Tuscan hills, you can see for miles around. I picked up some really good local wines and some artisanal salami and a few other goodies — even white truffles, which cost more than gold over here. I’ll be going back soonest. You should join me; there are some fantastic designers there.”
Jess took the glass of wine Stella offered, not seeing the look in her eyes as their hands brushed. “Thanks. It sounds lovely. I was thinking of taking the girls to the Amalfi coast, maybe Sorrento and a few days on Capri… and I know they’d love to visit Pompeii and Vesuvius. We haven’t been on a proper holiday for ages, if you don’t count Cornwall or CenterParks.”
The blonde seated herself in a chair next to Jess. “Maybe we could combine a joint shopping trip and holiday with all the girls,” she suggested, trying to gauge Jessica’s reaction, but her friend seemed to be preoccupied.
Stella had her suspicions as to why, but pretended otherwise, affecting a look of concern. “Jess, I have to ask — is everything okay? You seem distracted.”
Jess turned to Stella, suddenly aware that she was being rude. “Oh, my… I’m so sorry, Stel. To tell the truth, I was just looking at the girls. They’re growing up so fast. Before I know it, Alice will be off to uni.”
“You have a few years yet before that happens,” Stella murmured, sinking back into her chair. “They’re delightful; just enjoy them.” She took a sip of wine.
Oh, I have been, Jess thought. You can’t imagine it, the ways that I’ve enjoyed my girls.
“Anyway, with the difference in ages, it’ll be more gradual for you. With the twins, they’ll probably go at the same time. I don’t know what I’d do without them. There are times they drive me mad, but they’re my life.”
“Aren’t they interested in taking over your gallery one day?”
“I don’t think they will,” Stella replied. “They’re more interested in fashion. In fact, they’ll probably come knocking on your door for a part-time job, soon as they reach sixteen.”
That thought made Jessica’s heart skip a beat. She said, “I don’t think Alice knows what she wants to do yet, but she’s quite artistic. It wouldn’t surprise me if she did the same to you — dropping by the gallery and touting for a job, I mean. I’m pretty sure Katie wants to be a writer, or a journalist like my sister Laura; she’s always got her head buried in a book. Poppy has her heart set on being in a girl band this month, but next it’ll probably be a ballerina — or a lorry driver, who knows? Here’s to daughters!”
With that, the two women clinked their glasses together. “To daughters,” Stella echoed. As she tilted her glass back, she noticed Alice again appraising her, saw the hungry look in her eyes, clearly focused on her breasts through the almost transparent kaftan, and her exposed thighs, now carelessly parted. Her body began to tingle, a sixth sense telling her that this was more than just adolescent curiosity.
Clearing the thought from her mind, she pushed herself up and called out, “Who’s for some food?” to a chorus of cheers from the gaggle of girls.
“Sounds good,” Jessica said. “Do you need any help?”
“Sure, Jess, thanks. I’ve got some chicken, sausages, fish and sweet peppers in the barbecue already.”
Jess glanced around, realising that she hadn’t noticed any smoke. Stella answered the questioning look on her friend’s face before she could ask, pointing to a large dome shape at the other side of the large terrace. “It’s ceramic and weighs a bloody ton, but you can get loads in it and it cooks fantastically, even does pizza. Best of all, you don’t have to stand over it and get smoke in your hair. Come, let’s get these girls fed.”
Jess followed Stella inside, unable to resist the temptation to stare at the blonde’s arse, barely concealed by her bikini bottoms through the see-through chiffon, then admired her tanned legs as they moved through the house.
Once in the kitchen, Stella sent Jess to the large double fridge to take out two large bowls of different salads while she opened the oven door to retrieve a tray of warm baguettes, which she quickly sliced and placed in a wicker basket. Jess took the bowls outside and Stella followed with the bread, some baps, and a tray of assorted cold meats and cheeses.
The girls swarmed to the table as Stella raised the lid of the ceramic barbecue, filling the air with the savoury aroma of cooking meat. Taking up a set of steel tongs, she deftly placed slabs of fish, pieces of chicken or fat sausages on every plate once she knew what each girl wanted. That accomplished, she took the roasted peppers inside to remove their blackened skins, then bought them out a few minutes later, sliced and marinating in olive oil and garlic. While she and Jess filled their own plates and took them back to their seats, the girls all sat round a large table, tucking into the feast.
Taking a bite of fish, Stella shook her head ruefully as she watched the girls. “Look at the twins, how full their plates are! It’s a miracle they’re so slim. I’ve no idea where they put it; must be all the physical exertion.”
“Oh, do they go to a gym? Or play a sport?” Still tingling with desire for her friend’s daughters, Jess couldn’t keep herself from sneaking looks at them. She lifted her glass to take a slow sip, taking a longer look as she tilted her head back, hoping the girls wouldn’t catch her at it.
She couldn’t bring it off; Sienna spotted her right away.
“They’re very energetic,” Stella was saying. “They do all sorts, including dance.”
Openly staring at Jess, the teen shifted in her seat to face her, then slowly moved her knees apart, causing the short denim skirt to ride up her thighs. The deliberate movement caused Jess to lower her gaze, only to be confronted by the unmistakable sight of Sienna’s exposed vagina.
Nearly dropping her fork, Jessica quickly averted her eyes, feeling her face grow hot. Bending over her plate, she carefully sliced a sausage into small bite-size pieces. “This is marvellous, Stel,” she said, feeling an utter fool.
“Thanks ever so. I do love to cook, especially for guests.”
Taking a quick glimpse at the girls’ table, Jess was certain she saw a smile of victory on Sienna’s lips. Determined not to let those damned twins get the better of her, she turned away, refusing to look again. At least for now, she told herself.
Jess and Stella exchanged casual chit-chat through the rest of their meal, while the girls all seemed to talk at once. As the plates were emptied of their contents, Stella got up to refresh the girls’ drinks, and Jess poured herself another glass of the wine, still feeling warm all over as she visualized Sienna’s baby-smooth cunt, wondering if Lacey shaved too.
As Stella rejoined Jessica, Lacey called out, “Mum, we’re going to show these guys around, okay?”
“Fine, fine… have fun, don’t make too much of a mess.”
Once the girls had vanished, their mothers settled down and made more small talk. Then, out of the blue, Stella asked, “So, Jess, are you seeing anyone these days?”
Jessica’s moment of truth had arrived. Taking another swallow of the crisp Italian wine, she placed her glass on the small table between them, taking a calming breath before turning to face her friend.
“Well, actually, I am seeing someone. I was planning to tell you today; in fact, you’ll be one of the first to know.”
Putting her own drink down, Stella leaned in to hear the news. “Oooh, spill the beans, girl. Is he fit? What’s he like in bed? Don’t leave out a single intimate detail!”
Jess laughed. “Stella Morrison, you are so bad.”
“Well, I haven’t seen you with a bloke for God knows how long. I’ve been downright worried! Come on, what’s his name?”
Taking another breath, Jess finally spoke. “Her name… is Rachel.” She studied her friend, trying to gauge her reaction, but Stella was just staring, her mouth gaping in surprise.
Eventually, she spoke. “I’m sorry; did you say Rachel as in Rachel… a woman? You’re dating a woman? So you’re…”
“Yes. It was hard for me to come to terms with it at first, but yes, I’m a lesbian.”
“Wow. I mean, wow. I didn’t expect that. Where on earth did you meet her, though? I can’t see you picking up potential lovers in gay bars.”
“No, that’s not it. I told you; I’m in a relationship with Rachel.”
Stella’s face showed confusion. “Yes, you said, but… Wait, wait a minute. You mean Rachel, as in Rachel Thomas?”
“The same.”
Slowly nodding her head as it all sank in, Stella broke into an awed grin. “You know, Rachel told me a long time ago over a glass of vino or three that she’d had some experiences with the ladies, but I guess she always seemed straight as a ruler to me. Tell me, how long have you two been an item? I haven’t seen you with her — I mean, like, out as a couple.”
“A few weeks. We’re just starting to tell our friends.”
Taking up her glass again, Stella settled back in her seat, eager to know more. “How did this come about? I want the whole sordid story.”
Jess had to laugh at that. “Well, here’s the condensed version first: a girly night in, a couple of bottles of Chablis and an all girl porno DVD.”
Stella arched an eyebrow. “And that’s all it took to turn you on to women?”
“It wasn’t quite that simple. We were bemoaning our lack of dates and what with the wine and the action on screen, we ended up kissing, then made out for a while. Nothing else happened until a few days later after a few of us went to a new club in Oxford, which turned out to be ‘girls only’ night, if you know what I mean. That evening was quite an eye-opener. I popped into your gallery to invite you, but you were away in France. Anyway, I stayed over at Rachel’s, as our girls were on school trips or sleepovers… and it just happened.”
“‘Just happened?’ That’s all the story I’m getting? You can do better than that, love. Did you get your fingers wet, at least?”
“Christ, Stella!” Her friend only smirked. “Fine, fine. If you must know, we started in practically as soon as her front door closed. We got naked, then Rachel went down on me. It was fantastic.”
“Ooooh, nice,” Stella cooed. “You returned the favor, I hope…?”
“Oh, of course. We did a sixty-nine a few minutes later, then fell asleep.”
“Any regrets the next morning?”
Jess shook her head. “Not a single one. In fact, soon as we woke up, Rach put on this huge bloody strap-on cock and fucked me silly before I went home. It turns out she’s had feelings for me for some time. Anyhow, we talked things over and decided to make a go of it as a couple.”
Stella seemed somewhat pensive. In fact, she was recalling the episode in Jessica’s store a few weeks back, and her dismissal of the twins’ assertion that Jess was checking them out. “So who else knows?”
“Besides the girls, of course, only my sister Laura. Oh, and Caterina at the shop. We both intend to come out to our employees tomorrow. My mum doesn’t even know yet. She’s on a cruise, not due back until next week.”
“How do your daughters feel about it? And Rachel’s girls?”
“Oh, they all love having two mums and additional sisters.” She gave Stella a thoughtful look. “How about you, Stel? What do you think about it?”
Reaching for her glass, Stella lifted it in a toast. “As one who’s no stranger to a bit of girl-on-girl action myself, I say good luck and wish you both every happiness. May your orgasms be plentiful and intense.”
It was Jessica’s turn to be surprised. “Oh, my — you mean you’ve been with other women as well?”
“Pretty much exclusively for a while now. It never occurred to me you might bowl for the other team, though.”
“You and me both. I’d never considered dating a woman. Hell, I’d never even thought about kissing another woman before. Now, I’ve become a sex fiend.”
“So it looks like I missed an opportunity, now you’re taken.”
“What, you mean you’ve thought about me like that?”
“Well, you know what they say about redheads being wild… and you are a beautiful, sexy woman, Jess. Let me put it this way: if it doesn’t work out between you and Rachel, ring me up.”
“We’re not just dating; it’s more serious than that. We’re committed to each other. Mind you, we are both up for new experiences and fun, so you never know.” Reaching out, she touched Stella’s silken thigh. “We want to make up for the time we wasted, looking for the right man.”
Stella’s head spun as she contemplated the scenario that her friend seemed to be hinting at: the chance to burn up the sheets with two lovely women instead of one. As she fought to control her excitement, certain other intriguing possibilities came to mind. She resolved not to push her luck, but couldn’t help testing the water just a little.
Watching Jessica’s face closely, she said, “I suppose I should have picked up on something, that day I brought Lacey and Sienna to your shop.”
“What do you mean?” Jess replied, feeling an icy twinge of apprehension.
“Well, I couldn’t credit it myself… but the twins reckoned you were checking them out.”
Oh, God. Oh, my God. “Stella, I — I hope you don’t think there was anything going on, that I was making any kind of play for your daughters. I mean, I wasn’t …”
Stella hastened to calm her. “Don’t worry, Jess. I don’t blame you for looking. They are beautiful, after all. Not to mention very flirty.”
Jess prayed that her face wasn’t betraying her thoughts. Trying to sound casual about it, she said, “Well, they’ve certainly matured into lovely young women. Mine are growing up so fast it takes my breath away. It’s easy to forget sometimes that Alice is only twelve.“
At the mention of Jessica’s eldest daughter, Stella thought about Alice… specifically, about the way that cute youngster had been looking at her earlier on. She recognized that look; knew exactly what it meant. She wasn’t even trying to hide it, the blonde told herself. Now Jess tells me she’s gay, too… and all afternoon, I’ve seen her sneaking peeks at my girls. Interesting.
She reached for the wine bottle. “Can I top you up, Jess?”
***
Upstairs, the Matthews girls were being shown round the house by Sienna and Lacey. The twins had given their guests the grand tour — even going into Stella’s huge bedroom, which was elegantly laid out with ornate furniture, a deep lush carpet and some lovely pieces of visual art adorning the walls. Alice noted with interest that all these images, both painted and photographed, were of women, mostly in provocative poses. Then there was a small statue in one corner, hewn from rough stone, of a nude young girl cupping her belly with both hands.
As they turned to leave, something else caught the twelve-year-old’s attention. Resting on the carpet next to the night table there lay a jumble of straps and plastic that Alice quickly realized were a pair of slightly smaller versions of the cock that she’d used on her mum the previous evening. She couldn’t stifle a startled gasp — luckily, neither of the twins noticed.
As Lacey closed the door, a picture popped into Alice’s mind, an image of Stella using one of the toys on herself. But confusion followed as she realised that the sexy blonde wouldn’t need the straps if it was just her getting off, which begged the question: Who’s she using it on, or who’s using it on her… and why would she need two of them, anyhow?
Something was stirring in her mind, an idea trying to make itself known, but there wasn’t time to work it out. She resolved to tell her mother about what she’d seen, as soon as they had a private moment.
As the twins led their guests into Lacey’s bedroom, Alice sensed that something didn’t look right about the space, but was uncertain as to what it could be. While Lacey showed them around, Alice exclaimed and smiled and looked interested — all the while trying to figure out what it was about this room that rang false.
For the most part, it seemed like a typical teenage living space, only more upper class. There was a small sofa, which was clearly where Lacey spent much of her personal time, a cluttered desk, an even more cluttered dresser. A few items of clothing were strewn about, along with several glossy magazines and a couple of books. A queen-size bed occupied one side of the room, covered by a blue and white striped duvet.
Suddenly Alice knew what was off about the room: the bed. It was immaculately made, as if done by a professional, and looked as if it hadn’t been touched in days, much less slept in. It’s almost as though she never uses it, Alice thought. In her head, a door slowly drifted open.
There wasn’t time to ponder what she’d seen, though. Lacey was saying, “I’ve got a wicked cool idea… why don’t we have a fashion show?”
Katie and Poppy loved the idea, so Alice chimed in with her sisters, putting her suspicions to one side for the present. Actually, she was interested in getting a peek at what the Morrison girls had to wear.
Lacey threw open a huge fitted wardrobe that covered an entire wall, revealing an extensive array of dresses hanging on a long rail on the left, with the right hand side consisting of shelves crammed with a colourful assortment of clothes, racks at the bottom loaded with footwear and half a dozen pull-out trays for jewellery and accessories.
The Matthews siblings stared in awe at the expansive collection. Alice turned to Lacey. “Wow… these aren’t all yours, surely?”
“Yeah, they are,” said Lacey, nodding. “My sister’s closet looks just like this. Being twins, it’s practically mandatory we have a lot of the same things — sometimes exactly alike, sometimes the same but in different colours, so we can swap. But we each like our own stuff as well. Sometimes when people can’t tell us apart and we have different colours on, we tell them I’m in one colour and Sienna is in another, then we swap outfits in the loo later on… it’s such a laugh to see their faces!”
Katie laughed in delight. “That’s so cool.”
“How come you have so many clothes?” asked Poppy.
Sienna answered. “We’re very good girls, and Mum will do anything for us. She likes us to look nice.”
Turning back to the wardrobe, Alice noticed one broad shelf that held several neat piles of what appeared to be lacy lingerie in a multitude of colours.
“C’mon, let’s dress up,” Lacey cooed. “We love your mum’s shop; a lot of our stuff is from there.” She started sifting through the rack and paused, then took out a very short snake print dress made of soft, latex-like material, holding it up for the girls to see.
“This is my favourite. It’s so tight you can’t wear anything underneath, or it shows. Here, I’ll put it on for you.” Lacey passed the dress to Alice, then crossed her arms to grab the bottom of her vest and pull it up over her head, dropping it on the floor.
Although Alice had already noticed that neither of the twins was wearing a bra under their vests, it was still something of a surprise to see Lacey expose her breasts in such a casual way. And before Alice or her sisters could get a good look at her partial nudity, she was unzipping her short skirt, letting it drop to her feet. Now Lacey was naked from the waist down.
Bloody hell, Alice thought. She isn’t wearing knickers, either!
As if by reflex, the Matthews sisters’ eyes were drawn to the teen’s smooth, peach-like pussy, which was topped by a neatly trimmed triangle of blonde pubes.
Lacey saw where the girls’ eyes were focused, which was exactly the response she’d hoped for. Then she saw a glance between the three of them, like a secret message being shared — and that caught her off guard. Lacey had exposed her naked body partly to shock, partly because… well, she was an exhibitionist, after all. Now, she wondered what that exchanged look meant, and what Alice and her sisters were thinking.
Before she could turn it over in her mind, Alice handed her the dress. “Here you go.”
“Ta very much.” Lacey stepped into it, then wriggled the dress up her slender frame. Adjusting the thin straps, she smoothed the material down her body, then held her arms wide and gave a slow pirouette.
“Isn’t that awesome?” Sienna said, gesturing at her sister. “It clings to you like skin, so you have to be naked underneath. I’ve got one, too.”
Moving closer to the girls on the bed, Lacey felt a wicked impulse that she couldn’t ignore. Jessica’s eldest daughter was growing up nicely and was blossoming into a real babe… but she hadn’t spent time with Alice’s younger sisters in a while, and very much liked what she could see of them now. She imagined what they’d look like out of those pretty dresses, a vision that made the fourteen-year-old tingle deliciously.
Edging nearer, she urged the girls, “Touch it… feel how light it is.”
She expected Alice to take up the offer, but the oldest of the Matthews girls seemed to be lost in thought. Instead, it was Katie who reached out first. The strawberry blonde placed a hand on Lacey’s hip, slowly allowing it to slip down to the outside of her thigh. Her next move took the older girl by surprise, as Katie moved her hand back up to stroke her rear, slowly caressing the curve of Lacey’s bum — but she was downright astonished when Katie placed the other hand on her flat tummy and let it drift downwards.
As Lacey began to experience a familiar heat beneath the skimpy dress, she glanced over at her twin to see Sienna’s wide-eyed reaction.
Suddenly, Poppy broke the spell. “Can I touch, too?”
Katie withdrew her hands, and Lacey shakily replied, “Sure, kiddo.”
Lacey wasn’t sure what to expect from this little girl — nonetheless, she couldn’t help but be shocked as Poppy placed a hand directly over her breast, causing the nipple to instantly harden and rise under the thin material.
Poppy squealed with delight. “Ooh, look! I can see your titties.”
A wide-eyed Sienna watched in awe as her sister’s body responded to Poppy’s touch. Suddenly needing to get in on this, whatever it was, she announced, “Well, if you think that dress is sexy, wait ‘til you see what I’ve got!” With that, she raced out of the room, calling, “Be right back!”
“It’s a pretty dress, and it looks really nice on you,” Poppy said with a nod, then moved back a step.
By then, Lacey was nearly beside herself with excitement. She didn’t know why these little girls were so casual about touching her body, but reckoned there was more sexy fun to be had with them.
Gathering her composure, she turned to Alice. “Would you like to try this on? You’re almost the same build as me.” Without waiting for a reply, she slipped the straps off her shoulders and wriggled the dress down her body. The nude teen proffered the garment to Alice. “It’ll look dead sexy on you, I bet.”
Stepping out of her shoes, Alice turned around, asking, “Can you unzip me?”
Lacey obliged, then Alice shrugged out of her flowery dress, which she carefully draped across the back of a nearby chair. Now she stood before the other girls in nothing but a pair of lace bikini panties.
Lacey drank in the view of the twelve-year-old’s body, looking her up and down. Mmmm, she’s gonna be a real stunner. “You’ll have to take your knicks off,” she murmured, a half-smile on her lips.
Trying to keep her excitement from showing, Alice tucked her thumbs beneath the elastic and pushed her panties down to the floor, then stepped out of them. Lacey took a moment to savour the sight of the girl’s lightly-downed vulva just as Sienna came charging back into the room, a glittery purple dress draped over her arm.
Sienna nearly froze in mid-step, taken aback to see a naked Alice standing before an equally bare Lacey, who handed their guest the snake print dress she’d just had been wearing.
As Alice took the garment, pausing to examine it, Sienna took the opportunity to disrobe just as quickly as her sister had, then walked over to stand beside Lacey, slipping an arm round her waist.
Alice was busy bending down to step into the dress, so she didn’t notice that there were now two nude girls standing before her, but Katie and Poppy gave each other a gleeful look before shifting their attention back to the undressed twins.
Pulling the dress up, then slipping her arms through the thin straps, Alice noticed that Sienna had stripped off, too. By then, it didn’t even surprise her. She strongly suspected that the twins were playing a game of seduction, and that was more than fine with her. In fact, she loved the idea of fooling around with these hot older girls.
Staring down at how the dress fit her, Alice frowned when she saw that it didn’t hang quite right, being just a tad looser on her than it was on Lacey’s more developed frame.
Lacey came forward to assist. “Here, let me.” Moving to Alice’s left, she started smoothing the material of the dress. Sienna stepped to the other side to join in. Now both girls were running their hands all over Alice’s body, pretending to eliminate wrinkles. They each trailed a palm down the twelve-year-old’s back and over her bum while also stroking the front, moulding the thin material to Alice’s smaller breasts.
Off to the side, Poppy and Katie watched the twins caress their big sister, knowing full well what Lacey and Sienna were up to. “Can we take off our dresses?” Poppy whispered.
“Not yet,” Katie softly replied. “Let’s wait until they’re really doing stuff. Like if they start kissing.”
Alice was purring with pleasure, her eyes drifting shut as she lost herself in the moment, those four hands gliding over her body. The material of Lacey’s dress was so thin that she might as well have been wearing nothing at all. And knowing she was being fondled by two very sexy twin sisters only drove her excitement higher and fed her desire, the way it was when Mum or Auntie Rachel or any of the girls in their new, larger family began making love to her. But this situation wasn’t the same as the safe environment of home, and she was uncertain as to what her next move ought to be.
If the girls attending to her now had been Alice’s siblings, she would have already been stroking their slits, or slipping her fingers down the creases of their bums. But she didn’t dare try something like that now, not until she was absolutely certain that Lacey and Sienna wanted the same thing. Her mother’s cautionary words from earlier still lingered.
Then, so abruptly it took her breath away, a hand — she knew not whose — slipped beneath the dress to touch her bare slit, then vanished just as quickly.
Alice’s eyes flew open, only to see both girls moving away, standing back to admire their subject like designers making last minute adjustments to their model before sending her up the catwalk.
Sienna spoke first. “Y’know, Alice, it won’t be long before you fill that dress out as nicely as Lacey does now.” As if to emphasise what she meant, she reached out to cup her sister’s breast.
“It looks amazing on you now, though,” Lacey chimed in. She gestured toward a large, ornate, free-standing mirror. “Go on, see for yourself.”
Her heart racing, Alice looked down at the dress before moving in front of the mirror, taking a deep breath before raising her head to look. Oh. My. GOD. she marvelled. Is that really me?
As she admired herself, reflecting how much older the dress made her look and feel, Sienna piped up. “My turn,” holding up her own glittering outfit. Stepping into it as her sister had done, she pulled it up, pushing her arms through the open sides. “Okay… what do you think?” As she stood back to present herself, the others could only gasp at the view.
With the sunlight streaming through the window, the bright purple material shone and sparkled. The front of the dress had a deep ‘V’ that plunged halfway down to her tummy, exposing her breasts to the point that they seemed in danger of popping out. She spun round to display the back, which was cut so low that the cleft of her bum was visible. It was a flawless arse, too — a juicy apple, perfectly rounded.
The stares of the three Matthews girls were interrupted by a call from downstairs. “Girls, dessert’s ready.”
That brought a halt to the proceedings. “Oh… bollocks!” Sienna pouted, folding her arms.
Katie and Poppy reluctantly wandered over to the door, then paused. Katie gave the twins a shy smile and said, “Thanks, Lacey. Thanks, Sienna. That really was fun.“
Poppy added, “Yeah, we should do this again.”
Lacey responded, “Oh we’d love to. Wouldn’t we, sis?”
Sienna nodded. “Absolutely.”
As the two young girls left the room, Sienna called out. “Tell our mum we’ll be right down.”
The receding voice of Katie answered, “Okay,” before the thunder of footsteps descended the stairs.
Taking one last wistful look at herself in the mirror, Alice shrugged out of the dress, then handed it to Lacey, who let it drop to the floor. The older girl smiled, then reached out for Alice, drawing their bare bodies together in a hug.
Twining her arms around Lacey’s waist, Alice felt herself grow lightheaded. God, she smells wonderful. Then her excitement doubled itself when she felt another equally nude form pressing against hers from behind. It was Sienna, who had clearly removed that purple dress.
It was exquisite, being sandwiched between these lovely girls, and Alice was unable to stop herself from moaning. Lacey pulled away slightly, her arms still wrapped round Alice, and smiled at the trembling girl, then leaned forward and kissed her briefly on the mouth.
A stunned Alice was unable to do much more than stare as Lacey released her, but she did gasp when Sienna’s lips brushed her neck before she, too, stepped away.
As if nothing at all unusual had just taken place, the twins nonchalantly started to put their skirts and vests back on, then Lacey hesitated, turning back to their guest. “Y’know, Alice, you should ask your mum if you can come over for a sleepover one night — or even a whole weekend! We could have lots of fun.”
Alice’s usual confidence had evaporated, leaving her speechless. There was no doubt that the twins wanted to do more than watch silly rom-coms, dish about boys and make popcorn. She realised that this was her first real test of whether she could keep the family’s secret under pressure.
But if they’re gay too, and something’s going on between them, what’s the harm?
No, she admonished herself. Not before talking to Mum.
She meekly replied, “Er, okay, sure. That sounds nice.”
Before the twins sensed something or began to quiz her, Alice quickly finished dressing, asked Sienna to zip her up, then left the room to join the others.
***
After dessert, the rest of the afternoon passed in a far more normal fashion, with the girls dancing, romping and playing games, the mums chatting. Somehow, Jess managed to avoid eye contact with Stella’s daughters, though there were plenty of knowing glances shared round between the girls. And Alice got a few looks from Ms Morrison — Stella, she reminded herself — that made the twelve-year-old shiver.
Eventually, the sun started to set, and Jess let her daughters know that it was time to go. As the girls swapped hugs all round, Jess and Stella stood apart.
“Thanks for lunch, Stel,” Jess said. “It was lovely, and the girls had a great time. Poppy told me that they had a fashion show upstairs.” She laughed. “We should have got them to model for us!”
Knowing what her daughters were capable of, Stella suspected that would have been a risky proposition indeed. Mind you, I’d like to see how Jessica would react.
She gave Jess a brief but affectionate hug. “Let’s do this again soon, and next time, bring Rachel… with her daughters.”
“Okay, I will. Thanks again, Stella.” Turning to the group of chattering youngsters, she called out, “Come on, girls.”
As they gathered to depart, Stella reached out to brush Alice’s cheek with her fingers. “It was lovely to see you again, love. You know, you’re nearly as tall as the twins now… you could almost be triplets!”
Nervous though she was, Alice fought to seem calm as she gazed at the luscious older woman. “Thank you for inviting us, Ms Morr– Stella, I mean.” She blushed slightly. “I — I’d love to come again. Maybe next time we can, um, go in the hot tub?”
“Of course. I’m sure the twins would love to have you.” Stella looked deep into the girl’s eyes. And so would I, little lady… so would I.
Alice stepped aside and Stella bent to hug Katie and Poppy.
“It was lovely to see you girls. You two are looking more like your mum every day.”
Poppy replied, “Thanks, Ms Morrison… we had loads of fun, and the food was yummy!”
“Yes, thank you. It was a really fun day,” Katie added.
“I’m so glad.” Turning to Jess, she said, “Let’s meet up for a coffee in town soon.”
Jess hugged her. “That would be great.”
Just then, Sienna and Lacey sidled up to Jess and, without warning, took her in a warm, intimate embrace. A wave of helpless lust roiled and crashed through her, so intense that she wanted to scream.
“Bye, Jessica, we’re glad you came over,” Lacey murmured.
“We’ll probably see you in the shop soon,” Sienna said. We’re gonna need new bikinis for the summer.” The twins mercifully broke away from her, but those come-hither smiles of theirs…
The very thought of these two nymphs trying on swimwear in her presence nearly struck Jess speechless. Somehow she managed to stammer, “I – I’ll see you then,” almost forgetting to grab her handbag before they left.
Moments later, Jess was driving away, her heart still thumping. While Katie and Poppy were busy talking about the hot tub in the back, she turned to Alice.
“So, did you enjoy yourself?”
Glancing back at her younger sisters to assure herself that they weren’t paying attention, Alice leaned closer to Jessica and whispered. “Mum, I think we need to have a talk later. I could tell that Sienna and Lacey were really into you… but I also noticed that you seemed, I don’t know, kinda nervous around them. Is there something that happened with the twins that you never told me about?”
Jess suddenly felt as if Alice was the mother, she the child. “Well, there was this one day a few weeks back when they came to the shop with Stella. Nothing happened, mind you, but it was a very odd encounter. They were flirting with me then, I know that. And today, they were doing more than flirting — much more. I can’t believe how forward those two are.”
“Tell me about it,” said Alice, rolling her eyes.
“Why, what happened upstairs?”
Alice stole another look at her sisters, but they were still busy chatting. “I’ll tell you later, but I’m pretty sure of one thing. I think they’re like us — that they’re doing sex stuff with their mum.”
Jessica’s expression was one of surprise, then comprehension. “So I was right.”
“Mum?”
She shushed Alice, putting a finger to her lips. “We’ll talk.”
***
Back at the Morrison house, Stella sat down with the girls and told them the news about about Jess and Rachel coming out as a lesbian couple.
Lacey clapped in glee as both girls looked at each other, sporting huge smiles. “We told you, that day in her shop, Mum. She was absolutely checking us out!”
“No, you were right about that,” Stella said. “In fact, when she told me about her relationship with Rachel, I remembered that day and teased her about it. I actually told Jess that you girls noticed her staring, and that’s when she got very defensive. So I said I was just pulling her leg, but that’s when I knew. Of course, all I had to do was watch the way she kept sneaking peeks at you girls.” She paused, gazing thoughtfully at her daughters. “By the way… Jessica seemed to get awfully flustered at one point while we were eating. Any idea as to why?”
A grinning Sienna raised a hand. “Guilty as charged, Mum. I pulled my skirt up and gave her a really good look at my pussy.”
“Oooooh!” Lacey squealed in mock outrage. “So rude!” She giggled. “I love it… wish I’d thought of flashing her first.”
“You two are incorrigible,” Stella murmured, shaking her head. “Now, tell me what you were doing upstairs with her daughters.”
Stella listened raptly as the twins described what had happened.
Once they’d finished, Sienna added, “Y’know, Mum, I don’t think Alice and the others are nearly as innocent as they seem. They were all into seeing us naked, and when I asked Katie and Poppy if they wanted to touch my dress, those two were practically feeling me up! I’m sure that’s not the first time they’ve touched a girl that way.”
Lacey said, “We reckon the girls have been doing stuff together, even little Poppy. Now we know Jessica is a lesbian…” She shrugged. “I dunno, you think maybe she’s been playing sexy games with her daughters?”
“She could be. It does make sense,” Stella replied, absently stroking her chin. “For one thing, it might explain those looks Alice was giving me all day. She was a bit too shy to flirt very much, but I could tell that she liked what she saw.”
“Can’t say I blame her,” Lacey purred, looking her mother up and down.
Stella reached over to the end table for her phone. “I think I need to make a call.”
“Mu-um… can’t you do that later?” Sienna said, making a face. “It’s time to play! Lacey and me are dying for it…”
“I’ll just be a moment.” Stella was scrolling down her list of contacts. “You girls get started without me.” She touched the name she wanted, glancing up to see her daughters drift together in a kiss that soon grew very heated.
A woman’s voice on the other end. “Hello?”
“Hello, Blanche, it’s Stella. I’m fine, thank you. I think I might have some good news; a possible candidate for membership in the Society.”
She proceeded to tell Blanche Turner about the events and revelations of the day, all the while watching Lacey and Sienna as they playfully undressed one another.
On to Chapter Twenty-Seven!