Jenny And Her Mom, Chapter 2

by Single Mom

Jenny searched in the pile of wrinkled and crumpled sheets and blankets on her mother's bed, looking for her panties and T-shirt, lost in the rush to remove them the night before. She noticed that there were large, red hickeys or suck marks around each of her areola, and her nipples were red and swollen from the harshness of her mother's sucking. Marks that she would carry as a badge of honor, celebrating her sudden transition from young girl to young woman.

She could hear her mother in the kitchen making breakfast and packing her school lunch, so she gave up on her search and took her morning shower, paying special attention to her thin, blond pubic hair, matted with her dried cum. She stepped out of the shower and was using a large beach towel to pat herself dry when she heard her mother call her to breakfast. Jenny ran naked to her bedroom and slipped into an old man style shirt of her father's that she sometimes used as a nightgown. (She would wear it without panties, which left her pussy handy for when she looked at porn on her computer.)

As she walked into the kitchen, she suddenly realized that this breakfast might be very uncomfortable. Her mother hadn't said a word, but simply placed a plate of pancakes and eggs in front of her, then sat down with a cup of coffee and a cigarette for herself.

Jenny noticed a bottle of Scotch on the kitchen counter and suspected that her mother had at very least, spiked her own coffee for courage.

When Claire saw the night shirt that Jenny was wearing, she knew that she wasn't wearing anything under it. "Jenny, you still have to get dressed, you're going to miss the school bus." There was not the usual, Honey, or sweetie, or baby, just, "Jenny."

"Okay, Mom, I'll hurry," Jenny said.

"Jenny, I don't want you getting indigestion, so take your time and I'll drive you to school," her mother decided.

Not a word was said during half hour drive to school; no school talk, no small talk, and no mention of last night. It was almost as if it were all a dream, that it never happened, except that Jenny woke up naked in her mother's bed, and she had hickeys on her tits, and sore nipples to prove that it did happen.

Claire Burton had developed her own defense mechanism. Incest and pedophilia were indeed the ultimate taboo; crimes against both God and humanity, and Claire simply couldn't accept that, so she put them out of her mind as if they had never happened. Oh they had happened, but she buried it deep in the farthest recesses of her mind, where they would remain until something tripped the circuit breaker in her mind, and brought them forward again.

Claire dropped Jenny off in front of the school, kissed her good bye on the forehead, and drove to work, telling Jenny that she would see her tonight after work. A confused Jenny Burton stood there and watched through tear filled eyes as her mother drive away.

"Whatsa matter?" Jenny turned and saw her good friend Zoe Simpson standing behind her.

Jenny had sworn not to tell a soul about what happened last night, but her mother was being such a fuckin' bitch, and Zoe was her very best friend in the whole world, so all bets were off.

Jenny began telling Zoe about what happened the night before, but they were running late for class, so Zoe suggested that they meet at the Weeping Willow tree in the back of the school yard at lunch time.

The Weeping Willow tree was ten feet tall with outside branches that reached all the way to the ground forming a tent like space near the trunk. It was a secret "fort" where Jenny and Zoe went to smoke during lunch recess. It seemed like a good place for Jenny to tell Zoe about last night.

Jenny didn't waste time beating around the bush, or around the tree as the case may be. "Me an my mom had sex last night," she came right out and told Zoe.

There was a long period of silence, then Zoe said, "Did not, you're fibbin'"

"Did too," Jenny retorted, then opened her blouse and lifted her bra over her small breasts to show off the suck marks around her areola, and her still tender nipples.

Hesitantly, Zoe reached out with her pointing finger and gently pressed it against Jenny's nipple, then slowly traced a line around the areola suck marks. "Does it hurt?" Zoe asked.

"Uh-Uh."

"Did it feel good?"

"Yeah, but now my mom won't talk to me today."

"But you liked it, right?"

"Yeah, she made me cum like crazy. Way more then when I play with my pussy."

"Did she play with your pussy?"

"Yeah, and she kissed it. You know, like licked it."

"Man! I wish my mom would do that to me."

"Yeah, `cept now she won't even talk to me. She acts like it never happened."

"Don't you know why, dummy? `Cause she feels guilty. You gotta wait till she gets horny again, and I bet she does it again," Zoe said, still tracing along the hickey marks around Jessy's areola.

Jessy put her hand on top of Zoe's and pressed it hard against her breast, sucking in her breath as she felt her friend's hand massaging her breast.

Zoe suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, snaked her right hand down under Jessy's short skirt, and dipped her fingers under the waist band of Jessy's panties, searching in the wet folds of flesh for Jessy's clit. The two girls kissed; tongues becoming heavily involved. Jessy's hips came up off the ground, thrusting to match the rhythm of Zoe's intruding finger.

Suddenly, the after lunch buzzer sounded and the thin strips of light shining through the branches darkened as students walked past the Willow tree headed for the school building. Jenny and Zoe lay silently in the shadows of the hanging Willow tree branches. Jenny pulled her bra and blouse back over her breast, smoothed out her skirt and adjusted her now wet panties as they waited for the other students to pass by, unaware of what was happening in the security of the secret hide away. The whole affair was breathtakingly exciting to both young girls, and they giggled quietly as they waited for the coast to clear.

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Jenny's mom didn't get home from work until 5:30pm which gave Jenny 2 hours to contemplate the events of the day. Her mother was being a total fucking bitch, but all was not lost. She discovered that her best friend, Zoe loved to play with her pussy.

And the best part was that the other kids walking past the willow tree never suspected a thing, which only made it that much more exciting; not only for her, but for Zoe as well. She'd lost count of the number of times she'd cum, and she could swear that Zoe had too.

It wasn't quite the same as what her mom did to her in that giant king size bed of hers. After all she could hardly expect Zoe to lick her pussy in the recesses of the willow tree, but she was working on a plan to have Zoe sleep over this weekend. Her mom never came into her room when she had a sleepover friend, so she figured that she and Zoe could fuck and lick all night long.

It rained Friday, which eliminated any chance of visiting the Willow tree. Zoe thought that it might be dry inside of the tree because the branches were so thick, but they would never be allowed to go out to the school yard, so they found two seats in the back of the school cafeteria where they could be relatively alone, and even sneak a feel under the table now and then. Zoe had discovered a "Fuck book" hidden in her mother's room and brought that to school with her. The book talked about fucking and sucking, and actually licking assholes. By the time they had read all the parts on dog eared pages that Zoe's mom had obviously underlined for a reason, Jenny began to wonder why Zoe's mom would underline that stuff, and leave the book where Zoe could find it?

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When Claire Burton arrived home from work on Friday evening, her attitude had changed. Perhaps Zoe was right about Jenny's mom, and her attitude changing once she got horny again. Jenny suddenly became "honey and sweetie" again, and not just Jenny, and the kicker was when her Mom walked out of her bedroom wearing only bikini panties and no bra under the pretense of having to retrieve something from the living room. Jenny couldn't help but notice her mom's swollen nipples.

The problem was, that she had intended to ask her mom if Zoe could sleep over tonight, which would eliminate any chance of visiting her mom's bed tonight. Surprisingly, Claire readily agreed to the sleep over, explaining that she had to go out, but she was sure that Jenny and Zoe were old enough to spend a few hours home alone.

Going out at night? Her mother never went out at night since her divorce, and as far as Jenny knew, her mother wasn't dating. Jenny had not yet connected her mother's strange behavior of the past few days with her swollen nipples. She was too occupied with thinking about her and Zoe getting to spend hours in bed alone, trying out all the things that were in Zoe's mom's "fuck book."

Jenny was pacing the floor impatiently, while her mother dressed to go out. Zoe would be here any minute now, and her mother was still dressing? For what? Where was she going? Did she have a date after all this time? Finally, the bedroom door came open, and Jenny got her answer.

Claire Burton stood in the open door way wearing a white jump suit that fit her like a second layer skin, complete with a camel toe in the front. Claire did a pirouette, showing off the back of her new jump suit which was stretched tightly over a magnificent ass. She was NOT dressed for a PTA meeting.

Zoe arrived at the front door just as Claire was about to leave, and both girls got the motherly, "Stay out of trouble" lecture from Claire before she left. The two girls stood in front of the door and listened for Claire's car to leave the driveway. Jenny locked the front door and began to undress with a great deal of dramatic production.

She removed her top, then played with her breasts and pinched her nipples. She let her skirt fall to the floor, then pushed her panties down her legs with a great deal of exhibitionist flare as she rubbed her pussy and ran her fingertips seductively along the insides of her thighs.

Zoe had of course fingered her friends pussy before, but she had never seen Jenny totally naked, and except for her smaller breasts, she was as sexy and beautiful as her mom. Both girls stood there trembling as Zoe began to undress, tearing two buttons off of her blouse as she did so. And then her bra, exposing breast slightly larger then Jenny's with both nipples standing at attention. She dropped her skirt in the heap on the floor, then pushed her panties down her long legs, exposing blonde pubic hair slightly more dense then Jenny's. She picked up her panties, sniffed them, then handed them to Jenny to sniff.

They were no longer two school girl's rubbing pussies under the Willow tree, but two young women, two lesbians about to spend the coming hours fucking as only lesbians can do. They embraced and kissed, held each other, rubbed against each other, fingered each other's pussies. "I wanna fuck," Jenny said, taking Zoe by the hand and leading her to the king size bed in her mother's bedroom.

Zoe, having read her mother's fuck book many times over, became the default lesbian instructor. They began in the most popular 69 position, with Jenny on the bottom and Zoe on top, changing positions after each of several orgasms. The girl on the bottom had better access and a much better view of her lover's ass hole while licking her pussy.

The room was filled with the sounds of crying and weeping, and moaning as the two fucked from one end of the bed to the other. Covers, bed sheets and pillows were shoved to the floor and the remaining sheets became drenched with a volume of cum that only two young girl's in their first round of passionate love making could produce.

The two girl's collapsed in sheer sexual exhaustion, naked bodies clinging to each other with arms and legs entwined like warm snakes as they fell fast asleep.

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It was 3:00am when Claire Burton quietly pulled into the driveway of her darkened house, went quietly across the living room toward Jenny's bedroom, stepping over the pile of discarded clothing in the middle of the living room floor. She found Jenny's room surprisingly empty, then went quietly to her own bedroom where she found the two girl's, naked and locked in sapphic embrace. The room was permeated with the odor of sex, and the bed appeared to have been the site of a recent wrestling match. Claire backed out of the room slowly, closing the door quietly behind her. She picked up the phone and called Ruth Simpson, Zoe's Mom.

"Hi, do you miss me already?" Ruth quipped.

"Hell yes I miss you, but there's another problem."

"What's the problem? Are the kids alright?"

"The kids are fine, but I think you'd better come over here."

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