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Serendipity, Chapter 55

  • Posted on December 2, 2015 at 4:11 pm

By Naughty Mommy

To keep track of everyone while the cruise on the luxury yacht is underway, you can use this chart.

“That’s right, baby, that’s good,” Stacie said to Jordan, “keep moving your fingers in and out.”

Coached by her mother, the child now had two fingers inside Dani’s vagina, shoving them all the way in and then sliding them out about halfway before plunging them back in again. Dani shuddered and groaned with each eager thrust. Her pussy was very wet, making it easy for Jordan to reach in as far as her small fingers could go.

For Jordan, it was a fun new game, something she’d never tried before. She had seen other women and girls doing it, but this was a first for her, and she liked it! The feeling inside was amazing, kind of soft and fluffy, like cotton candy, but warm and squishy too. The smell was really yummy, making her want to lick and taste some more, but they said she was just supposed to use her fingers now, so that’s what she did.

As the little girl fucked Dani, Jordan’s grandmother Carol took over licking and sucking the teenager’s clit. Carol worked to keep Dani at the peak of arousal, making sure her juices would continue to flow while not quite letting her go over the top.

They were all in the expansive main saloon of the luxury yacht Carte Blanche. Surrounding Dani, the 16-year-old blonde lying on the padded bench, were not only Carol and Jordan and Stacie, but the rest of the cruise guests: seven more women and ten more girls, all mothers and daughters. Quite a few were nude by now, with the others still in their pajama party attire. They were joined by various members of the crew, half a dozen women and teenagers, along with three other little girls, daughters of the first mate and the captain.

In addition to the finger-fucking and pussy-licking in the center of the room, there was a lot more sex going on. Sisters Sheila and Bridget were in a 69 on one of the long curving sofas. Eve was now holding the doll-like Charlie in her arms, fingering her tiny pussy as the girl’s mother, Caroline, massaged Eve’s clit with one hand while fucking her cunt from behind with the other. Abby, who had been kissing Stephanie a few minutes earlier, was now involved with Stephanie’s partner, Veronica. The older woman was kneeling on the floor between the tall blonde’s legs, her hands gripping the teen’s tight bottom, pulling her in as she sucked on Abby’s clit.

Stephanie, meanwhile, had crouched down between her daughters, Hailey and Holly, so she could caress their little pussies as the 8-year-olds watched Jordan play with Dani and looked around at everything else that was going on. From where they stood, the twins could see that the Spanish lady, Ana, was licking Bambi while Angela, Bambi’s mom, was licking Jenifer, Ana’s daughter. The girls also saw their sister Kelly rubbing Debby the same way Mommy was rubbing them. Their new friend, Melissa, was rubbing her little sister Jemma that way too, and on the other side of them, Erin and her sister Fiona were both rubbing each other like that. In fact, it seemed like almost everybody was touching or kissing or licking somebody.

“All right, now we want to try three fingers, okay?” Stacie said.

Jordan looked at her mommy. “Three fingers?”

“Uh-huh. Do you think they’ll fit?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I think so. Lemme try.”

The 7-year-old drew the first two fingers of her right hand out of Dani’s pussy. They glistened with her juices. Jordan giggled. She took one big lick of the fingers, savoring the delicious taste, before adding a third finger and placing them at the opening to the tight vagina.

Carol lifted her mouth away from the teenager’s clit. She wanted to watch this.

“No, please,” begged Dani as she raised her head, “don’t stop, make me come. I need to come!”

“Uh-uh!” Julie refused. “Not yet. Don’t let her come yet. It’s better that way.”

“Oh my god,” Dani sighed, her head falling back, slender body trembling with arousal. “Please…”

Holding her friend’s hand in hers, Desiree chuckled, “It’s okay. My mom does that with me too, makes me wait all the time. And she’s right, it does make it even better. You’ll see.”

“Go ahead, honey,” Stacie urged her daughter. “Put your fingers inside now, all three.”

“Okay.”

Jordan pushed. There was a moment of resistance, but then the three fingers slowly eased inside.

“Ohhh, fuck,” Dani groaned.

Carol began licking the girl again.

“I do that with you, don’t I, Mommy?” Amanda said to Tina. “I fuck your pussy.”

Tina hugged her daughter from behind, nuzzling and kissing her cheek. “Yes, you sure do, honey. You fuck Mommy, and it feels sooo nice!” She’d had three of Amanda’s fingers inside her many times — but never more than that. Tina wondered how far they were intending to go with Dani.

Standing close by, Caroline overheard the conversation. While continuing to fondle Eve, she asked the woman, “Do your daughters fuck you that way?”

“Uh, yes, yes, they do.”

“How many fingers?”

“I… don’t know. Two, I think, but I’m not sure. Usually when that happens, I’m kind of… overcome.”

Stacie said to Jordan, “Move your fingers faster if you can, okay?”

“Okay.”

The child began pumping her little fingers in and out. Dani squealed and squirmed, eyes shut tight, face pinched. Carol backed off a bit on licking her clit so the teen wouldn’t come too soon.

“Do you like this, Debby?” Kelly asked her 9-year-old lover. They were standing to the side, just behind Desiree.

“Uh-huh, I like it, but… they’re not hurting her, are they?”

“No, I don’t think so. I mean, I’ve never had that many fingers inside me, so I don’t know, I guess it might hurt a little bit — but, you know, it would feel good in a way too. Anyhow, I think they’ll be careful.”

“Okay.”

They heard a girl cry out. It was Bambi, coming in Ana’s mouth. Right after her, Jenifer climaxed too, coming loudly in Angela’s mouth. A few seconds later, Eve came, with Caroline fingering her. Three quick orgasms in succession.

Jordan kept on fucking Dani with her fingers. Soon there was another climax, Abby coming in Veronica’s mouth. And then it was Georgia, coming hard as she humped her little girl, Jemma, grinding her pussy against the child’s hip. At almost the same time, on the sofa, Bridget was coming in Sheila’s mouth while Sheila came in Bridget’s mouth; simultaneous orgasms, relatively quiet for once, but extremely powerful.

Catching her eye, Julie nodded at Stacie, who then tapped her mother, Carol, on the shoulder.

“It’s time for the lube,” Stacie told her.

On the bridge, Emma suddenly got to her feet.

“Καριόλης!” she cursed, shaking her head, walking briskly around. She was trying to put off her own orgasm — not that she wanted to, but she was getting too close and couldn’t allow herself to climax while on watch.

Carol reached down, picking up the container of Liquid Silk.

“Okay, sweetie,” Stacie said to Jordan. “Um, take your fingers out kind of slowly, okay? Not too fast.”

“Like this?” Very slowly, the child began easing her fingers out of Dani’s pussy.

“Yes, that’s good,” Stacie chuckled. She was pleased to see, though, that once the fingers had been removed, the teen’s vagina was still gaping open. That was what they wanted.

“Please let me come now,” Dani almost sobbed, “I really need it.”

“Sorry, honey, not yet,” Julie soothed, stroking her hair. “Soon, but not yet.”

“Please…?”

Julie leaned down and gently kissed her mouth. “I promise it’ll be worth it. You just hold on.”

The little blonde was holding on, tightly, to her best friend’s hand. Desiree put her cheek beside Dani’s, whispering, “She’s right, believe me, it really is best this way. Mommy does this with me all the time, and it’s awesome.”

“Here, baby.” Carol reached across to Jordan’s hand, taking her by the wrist. “I’m just going to put some of this stuff on you.”

She pumped the squirt top several times, liberally applying the water-based lube to the child’s hand. After spreading it all around with her fingers, including the wrist and partway up the arm, Carol nodded in satisfaction. “That should do it.”

“All right, so…” Stacie swallowed hard. The young woman had never been part of anything remotely like this before. She didn’t want her daughter to sense her nervousness, though, so she tried to smile and keep it fun.

“So, um, the next part of this game is you put your whole hand inside!”

Jordan blinked, startled.

She looked at her mother, at Dani’s pussy, at her grandmother, and then back at Dani. After a moment’s pause, she shrugged, “Okay.”

The audience pressed in closer, a large crowd of sweaty women and girls, all nude or nearly nude, intensely aroused and eager to see. Those who had recently climaxed were still breathing very hard. Some even continued to shudder with residual spasms. But no one wanted to miss this. They got up from their seats and up off the floor, everyone angling for the best view.

Sisters Bridget and Sheila struggled off the sofa, legs shaky, faces red, wiping their mouths and grinning at each other. Hand in hand, they joined Sheila’s daughters, Erin and Fiona, near the end of the padded bench.

“Bunch your fingers together,” Carol instructed Jordan, showing her, “and then just go ahead, push them inside, as far as you can.”

“Okay.”

All eyes were on Dani’s pussy and on Jordan’s little hand, gleaming with lubricant. The tips of four fingers slowly disappeared inside, and then a bit more went in, up to about the second knuckle. But that was all. Jordan stopped.

“Push harder, honey,” Carol urged, while also gently rubbing Dani’s clit with her own fingers, trying to keep the teenager excited. “It’s okay.”

Jordan glanced at her Nanna, who gave her a wink and a smile. The child nodded, took a deep breath, and pushed — up to the third knuckle now — a heavy groan from Dani — and then suddenly the hand slipped in, all the way up to the wrist.

There was a collective gasp from the crowd.

“Oh my gosh!” said Tina.

“Oh my fucking god,” added Gwen.

“Yes, yes, yes,” sighed Stephanie, as she fondled her twin daughters.

Georgia didn’t say anything, but she climaxed yet again, grinding against Jemma.

Julie leaned down beside Dani, kissing her forehead, petting her cheek. “How are you doing, babe? You okay?”

The teen’s eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, her whole body trembling. “Yeah, it’s — she — she’s fucking me — little girl — fucking me!”

“That’s right, sweetie,” Julie chuckled, “she sure is.”

On the bridge, Emma was leaning close to the monitor, staring. She had a pair of headphones on, so she could hear everything. One of the overhead cameras, zoomed in, captured the scene perfectly. Emma’s fingers dripped with her juices. Her clit throbbed.

“Tell her to turn her hand now,” Julie suggested. “You know, palm up.”

“Okay,” Stacie nodded, licking her lips.

“Did you hear?” she said to Jordan. “Can you turn your hand, upward?”

“Uh-huh, I think so.” Slowly the little girl rotated her arm.

“Oh… ooh… ohh my god…” Dani moaned.

Julie smiled, “Good, very good. And now, the fist.”

“Jesus,” Stacie sighed, dropping her head and closing her eyes. She had two fingers pressed deep inside herself, her thumb strumming her clit, and was almost ready to come.

Noticing this, Veronica took over the instruction. She stepped forward and knelt beside Jordan, placing a warm hand on the child’s back. “You’re doing such a good job, honey, such a good job. Everyone’s really proud of you.”

“That’s right, we are, and we’re very proud of you too, Dani,” Julie said, stroking and kissing the teenager’s cheek. “You still doing okay? You want us to continue?”

“Yeah, I am. I like it. Make her fuck me. I want her to fuck me hard.”

Julie nodded at Veronica, indicating they should go ahead.

“Okay, um, now, can you make your fingers into a fist, like this?” Veronica held her hand in front of Jordan, demonstrating.

“A fist?”

“Yes, a fist. Just carefully pull your fingers together, okay?”

“Yeah, okay.”

Jordan stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth, concentrating. No one could actually see her fingers moving, of course, slowly coming together inside the girl’s body, clenching into a fist — but Dani certainly was able to feel it. As the child pulled her small fingers inward, they pressed against the front of Dani’s vagina, stimulating her G-spot.

The young blonde groaned again, loudly.

“Now, keep a fist,” Veronica said to Jordan, “but, also, try to move your hand in and out a little bit, okay?”

Giving a nod, Jordan did as she was asked. Everyone watched and saw her slender arm begin to piston in and out of Dani’s sex.

Jordan did something else then too, while kneeling on the bench. Without being told, and without really even thinking about it, she shifted slightly to the side, straddling Dani’s thigh, humping her mound against the girl.

“Jesus Christ,” Sheila exclaimed. “This is so goddamn fucking hot!”

Sheila was masturbating now, and she wasn’t the only one. Fingers were very busy, all around the room. Every woman and every girl, in fact, was either rubbing her own pussy, or being rubbed by someone, or grinding on another girl or woman as they watched the action.

“Faster!” urged Julie. Jordan complied.

“Yeah!” Dani cried. “Fuck me hard!!”

Hands on clits, fingers in cunts, pussies on legs, humping, fondling, grabbing — girls and women, mothers and daughters, in a frenzy of lust — and in the center of it all, a 7-year-old girl deeply fisting a previously virgin teenager.

“Fuck me! Fuck m—EEEEEE!!!!” Dani shrieked as the most powerful orgasm of her life crashed over her.

Within the next 30 seconds, every single person in that room reached climax, either masturbating or being masturbated or humping. There were screams and cries and moans, gasps and sighs and groans, clits throbbing, cunts clamping around fingers, pussy juice streaming down legs and onto the floor, little girls and teenagers and grown women all coming at the same time.

Only one person on that yacht did not have an orgasm then. Somehow Emma was able to resist. In a way she was glad, because it meant she could watch and not miss anything. She could see it all on the various video screens, be a witness to an amazingly erotic event. And Emma was sure, too, that she would make up for it in a big way very soon. They were just getting started.

Continue on to Chapter 56

The Secret Society of the Pussycats Club, Chapter 14

  • Posted on December 2, 2015 at 8:54 am

By Cheryl Taggert

For assistance in keeping up with all the characters, you can go here.

After Mia had finished describing how, in the dream, she’d made love to Susan and her friend Heather, she looked at her daughter to see the effects hearing about this had on her. She wondered in the split second between finishing her story and seeing Susan’s face whether she would be upset, puzzled, or interested. Did it turn her twelve-year-old daughter on as much as it had turned Mia on to relive it again? Or was this going too far? Would the idea of having sex with her mom and her best friend disgust her in a way that masturbating with her mother did not?

One look told Mia all she needed to know.

Her daughter had her hand once again at her pussy, rubbing it softly. The glazed look in her eyes was one Mia recognized as a glow of intense desire for sex. Still, she wanted to hear the words from Susan. She needed verbal acknowledgement that Susan wanted even more from their relationship.

“Did that story turn you on?” she asked her daughter.

“Oh, Mommy. Yes. You don’t know how much,” Susan answered, gasping as she touched her clit and received a magnificent jolt of pleasure.

As her mother had told her about the sex dream she’d had the night before, Susan tried to convince herself this was real. They were actually together in Mom’s Jacuzzi tub and had masturbated to mutual orgasms just moments before, and now Mom was telling her she had dreamed about sex with her and Heather.

Then the story got better. Mom admitted to masturbating last night because the dream had been so intense. Susan was dizzy with both desire and disbelief. This night had turned out so much better than she could have hoped. She listened as her mom told her about masturbating in Susan’s bed while sniffing a pair of panties Susan had worn. Mia had mentioned how stiff the panties had been with Susan’s dried juices and how she’d done something she’d never done before. Not only did Mia sniff them, but she also stuck the gusset into her mouth and sucked the juices from them.

By this point of the story, Susan had become involved in masturbating again, but doing so softly and slowly in order not to interrupt her mother’s story. Susan wanted that story to go on forever.

Now, Mom was asking her if the story turned her on. Turned her on?! She felt she was about to melt into a puddle of pussy juice!

Susan decided now was the time. There may never be another moment like this, and she was determined she and her mother would make love before her father got home.

She lifted her pussy above the water in the tub, exposing it to Mia’s gaze.

“Touch me, Mommy! Please?! If you touch me, I’ll come.”

“You really want me to do this? To touch your pussy?” Mia couldn’t believe her ears.

“Yes, please!” Susan begged.

Mia reached out then hesitated. This would be even more of a life-altering event than masturbating together. In fact, masturbating together would pale in comparison. This would signal the beginning of a change in the dynamic of their relationship from mother-daughter to incestuous lovers. Would Susan be able to listen to her as her mother if she did this? Despite how much she wanted to touch Susan, she was afraid to take that step.

“What’s wrong?” Susan asked, the desperation evident in her voice.

“Sweetheart, I’m your mother.”

“I know! I’ve wanted to make love to you for a long time!”

“Yes, but…if we do this, will you still be my daughter? Will you still listen to me the way you always have? I have to know you won’t decide because we’re lovers that you don’t have to listen to me anymore.”

Susan was nearly crying with need. The need to be touched. The need for a sexual touch from her mother. The mother she had longed for. The mother she wanted to kiss and touch. And lick and suck.

“You’ll always be my mommy. No matter what. This will only make it better. I swear.”

Mia still hesitated, but her eyes were now staring at the sticky-wet pussy that awaited her touch…and possibly more.

“Please, Mommy! I love you!”

“I love you too, honey.”

“Then make love to me!”

Mia’s gaze returned to the nearly hairless pussy presented to her so she could do what she wanted to it. Yes. What she wanted. That was, after all, the key to all of this. Mia wanted to touch her daughter. To finger her. To kiss her. To lick her pussy.

And have her daughter do the same to her.

With a final panting breath, Mia reached forward and touched her daughter’s pussy for the first time since Susan had grown old enough to bathe herself. The touch was like completing an electrical connection. The touch bonded them in a way nothing else ever could. The touch was a glue with a permanent holding power.

The touch was love.

Susan began bucking her hips in the tub, splashing the water and wringing a deep moan from her. She felt two of Mia’s fingers enter her pussy just a bit and her thumb land directly on her clit. Susan erupted in an orgasm that seemed to grab her and shake her like a rag doll.

Mia kept contact with Susan’s clit while her daughter climaxed. She reminded herself that they would never be able to do this when Dan was home. Susan was nearly screaming with the intensity of her orgasm.

Dan! The realization that he would be home that evening awoke Mia from the mesmerizing effect of their time in the tub. She glanced at the clock over the toilet and sighed with a rush of relief. It was still early yet. Dan wouldn’t be home for at least another ninety minutes. They had plenty of time.

When Susan had calmed from her massive orgasm, she moved across the tub to embrace Mia.

“Thank you, Mommy.”

“It was my pleasure,” Mia said, holding this wonderfully beautiful young girl she had pushed into the world.

Yes, they had plenty of time, but only if they took advantage of the time they had. There was still dinner to make. Then Mia remembered the frozen pizza. She’d have to make some excuse to Dan for serving such a thrown-together meal, but she knew she could come up with one.

Now, however, was the time for other things. Like having sex with her young daughter for the first time. The thought that it would be the first time made Mia realize that this implied there would be more.

And she was completely happy with that idea now.

“Sweetie, let’s get out of the tub. The water’s getting cold.”

“What do you want to do?” Susan asked, a mischievous smile crossing her face.

“Let’s go to your room. It’ll be easier to make your bed, and if we don’t get to it, your father won’t suspect anything if he sees it in disarray since you sometimes forget to make it.” Mia smiled at her daughter. It was the first time she had ever been happy her daughter was lazy about that chore.

Once in Susan’s bedroom, they lay together on the bed and turned to each other, staring into eyes that spoke of love and desire. They kissed as lovers for the first time. The kiss started tenderly, but as their passion rose, so did the intensity of the kiss. Tongues sought each other and twined together in a lustful dance. Their breathing became gasps and moans.

Susan moved to Mia’s breasts and began to kiss, lick, and suck them, relishing the feel of her mother’s nipples in her mouth for the first time since she’d been a baby getting her nourishment from this fountain of love.

Mia lay back and concentrated on the magnificent feelings that washed over her. Not only was her pussy dripping, but her nipples were also responding to her daughter’s mouth and tongue with delight. They stiffened as if puckering for the kisses they received.

Susan finally moved to Mia’s pussy. She breathed in the pungent aromas of her mother’s most intimate place before reaching the tip of her tongue toward her clit to taste it quickly, almost shyly. Then she began licking the delicious pussy all over with an almost insane passion. She felt hands on her hips, urging her to move into a sixty-nine, and she happily swung her left leg over Mia’s face to plant her pussy on Mia’s mouth to be loved into orgasms.

Mia began to lick and suck Susan’s pussy, loving how the small amount of downy pubic hair that fringed the labia felt on her cheeks, tickling sensuously. She was nearing her own orgasm and wanted to bring her daughter along with her.

Susan was already nearly there. Her mom’s mouth seemed to be glued to her, tongue dancing on her clit, lips sucking and kissing the soft, wet flesh. The growing need of that day was about to burst into an explosion that would make her most recent climax in the tub seem small. She braced for the utter joy she knew was about to envelop her.

Just at the moment she felt her own orgasm begin to spill over whatever dam kept it contained, Susan put two fingers in Mia’s pussy and pumped them, fucking her, and placed her pinky against her butthole, tickling her mom there.

Mother and daughter burst into loud and prolonged orgasms. Shudders shook them. Neither knew how much time elapsed as they came. All they knew was the ecstasy. The passion. The joy. The finality of this one act of love.

An act of love they each knew would be repeated. Everything had changed. And a stronger, more intense love was the end result.

“You okay?” Mia asked after they had recovered enough to speak.

“Wonderful.” Susan breathed the most contented sigh of her life. She and her mother were lovers. Just like Heather and Tina were with their own mother. She considered how much she should tell her mom about her sex life before deciding that she would tell her all of it. Everything. Even about her teachers and the orgy. What objections could her mom raise now that they had been as intimate as two women could ever get?

“Mom?”

“Yes?”

“Did you like having sex with Heather in your dream, too?”

“Well.” Mia was unsure how to answer that. She wondered what had prompted the question. Would her daughter be jealous if she said yes? She considered lying and saying it really meant nothing, but she felt that honesty was the better choice, even if it hurt her daughter’s feelings in some way.

“Did you?” Susan asked again to prompt a response.

“Yes. I have to admit I did.”

“Good.”

Good? Mia wondered why it was good.

“Why do you ask?” Mia said.

“Because I think she’d like it too.”

“What are you saying?” Mia was confused.

“Heather and I are lovers, Mom. We have been for months.”

Mia just chuckled at this. “I wondered where you got so good at that.”

“At what?” Susan asked, smiling since she knew exactly what.

“You know. At…licking me.”

“Oh. That!” Susan giggled. “Yeah, she and I have been doing that for a while now. Tina too.”

“You mean you’ve had sex with Tina? Heather’s little sister?”

“Uh-huh. And so has Heather.”

“Really?” This was news indeed. She considered this revelation. Heather and Tina, both very cute girls, were incestuous lovers themselves. Mia began to imagine them together. It was a sexy image, to say the least. Had she not been recently drained of sexual energy, she would have become very horny with the picture forming in her mind.

“Yeah.” She hesitated for a second before continuing. This would be the real bombshell. “And so has their mom, Cheryl.”

What? Had Susan just said their mother had sex with them?

“What did you say?” Mia asked, thinking she had certainly misunderstood.

“Their mom, Cheryl. She has sex with them, too.”

“With her daughters?! With Heather and Tina?!

“Yeah.”

“When did this start?”

“Yesterday. She was even at the orgy.”

Now Mia was completely aghast. “What orgy?!”

“The one at my teachers’ condo. Ms. Taylor and Ms. Simmons. We had an orgy yesterday.”

Orgy?! Had some man fucked her daughter?! ”What in the hell are you talking about?! Did a man fuck you?!”

“Calm down, Mom. I’ll tell you. But don’t get upset. No. There weren’t any men there. It was all women and girls only.”

Mia crooked her elbow and put her head in her raised hand to look at Susan. Some women had had sex with her daughter? Teachers? Her first thought was murder.

Then she stopped the emotional runaway train. She was Susan’s mother, and she had just had sex with her daughter. Society would think her crime worse. Possibly the worst crime imaginable after murder.

And she had enjoyed every second of it. Even fully intended to do it again. Often, in fact.

Her anger left her in an instant, and all that was left was curiosity. Her features softened.

“You’re right. I have no right to be mad. But I do want to hear about this orgy. How did it start?”

“Well, on the last day of school, Heather and I sneaked into the woods by the school during the time we were outside playing. We wanted to have sex and we found this spot that seemed a good place for it. But Ms. Simmons followed us and caught us, but we also kinda caught her because she had a hand in her pants when we spotted her.”

“She was masturbating?”

“Uh-huh. So we ended up in a daisy chain. A daisy chain is when–”

“I know what that is, honey. I’ve actually done it before.”

This was news to Susan, of course. She didn’t know her mom had done anything with other girls until just now. Then she realized the same thing Mia had realized about her. She seemed to be very good at pussy-licking to have never done it before.

“Anyway, we did it, and then she told us she and Ms. Taylor had been doing that stuff since they were our age and now they live together as lovers, so we made a plan to meet up with them. While all that was going on, Heather and Tina’s mom, Cheryl, ended up having sex with Tina yesterday morning and got Tina to tell her about our plans, and they met us at the mall food court. That’s when Tina seduced Becca, who works at the Subway there.”

“Hold on. Tina seduced a girl from Subway?” Mia felt her head beginning to spin.

“Yeah. They did it in a stall in the girls’ bathroom. But they were sorta caught by Monica.”

“Monica?” Now Mia’s head was in full tilt mode. She began to wonder if Susan was making all this up.

“Yeah, Monica went in to pee and heard them. So she ended up listening in on our conversation with Becca at the counter at Subway. I’m not real clear how she did that, but she did. And she got the address for the orgy when we told Becca about it and invited her. So Monica ended up there, too.”

“And this was yesterday?”

“Uh-huh. So we’re at the orgy and we had a blast. Then I went home with Heather and Tina and their mom. That’s when I talked to Cheryl about how to have sex with you because I’ve wanted to for months. Ever since I discovered I could come, in fact.”

“Who all was at the orgy?” Mia asked, practically numb from all this information.

“Let’s see,” Susan thought for a moment. “Ms. Taylor and Ms. Simmons, of course. It’s their condo. And Cheryl and Heather and Tina and Becca and Monica.”

“And you,” Mia finished for her since she left herself out.

“Yeah. And me.” Susan smiled, as if proud of what she’d done.

“Did anyone force you to do that?”

“Of course not! I loved it!”

Mia finally understood that her daughter was a powerfully sexed young girl. She would almost certainly always be that way, and Mia silently accepted that Susan was who she was. Of course, Mia admitted to herself, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, either. She, too, had always been very highly sexed. Mia had been born with an overactive libido, which apparently had been passed along to her daughter.

“Why did you tell me this?” Mia asked.

“Because!” Susan said, excited yet fairly exasperated that her mom hadn’t followed the reasoning. “I want you to be a part of them, too!”

“You…”

“Yeah!”

“…want me to be a part of your orgies?” Susan nodded enthusiastically. “With your teachers and Heather, Tina, and Cheryl?”

“And Becca and Monica. They’re really cool. And they’re really good at girl-girl sex, too!”

Mia’s heart was hammering in her chest. The thought was an enticing one, to say the least. She thought Cheryl was one of the most beautiful and sexy ladies she’d ever met, and from what she could recall of the two teachers Susan mentioned, they were very sexy too.

“How old are Becca and Monica?” she asked.

“I think Becca is like, sixteen or seventeen, and Monica’s my age.” Susan paused for a second, thinking. “Wait, I remember now. Becca is seventeen.”

As Mia lay there, she could feel her clit begin to stiffen, though she knew she wouldn’t do anything about it now. She was too satisfied from the sex she’d already had, not to mention that Dan would be coming home soon.

She also knew she would definitely be joining in on the fun. And why not? Her own daughter had invited her.

Looking at Susan’s clock radio, she realized they would have to get up now and get ready for Dan to get home. She would tell Dan she’d been too busy with a project to fix a nicer dinner. The explanation had a kernel of truth to it.

“Well, let’s get going. Your dad will be home soon, and we have to be dressed when he gets here. Having him catch us like this would never do.”

Mia went back to her own room to get dressed. When Dan arrived home, Susan was watching TV, and Mia was putting the frozen pizza in the oven.

After dinner, Dan went to bed after his shower because he had a headache. Mia was grateful for that. She had already wondered what she would do if he wanted sex. She was no longer in the mood for sex after her masturbation last night and the sex with their daughter earlier.

So instead of having sex with Dan, Mia ended up cuddling with Susan on the sofa, watching a movie, and munching popcorn.

And kissing, of course.

Continue on to Chapter 15