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An Unusual Family Ch. 03

By: Stamman



Jacqueline Warren, Lisa's mom, like most mornings, woke anxiously Saturday morning. As was usual for her, her first thought was she hoped she hadn't overslept. She automatically reached over to give her husband, Pete, his usual poke to wake him up - he'd get angry and slap her when he woke, if she didn't. And heaven help her if she missed the time he had specified. 

Pete's opinion? Why waste money on an alarm clock when you already had a wife. 

But then, relieved, she remembered that her husband hadn't bothered coming home last night. They'd gotten into an argument at the party they were at. Pete had taken off, Jackie couldn't help but notice, with a pretty red-head from the I.T. Department of her husband's company. She did not care. In fact she had smiled with relief. 

She'd had to call a cab home, but she hadn't had to endure Pete's driving after having drinks and one of Pete's maulings of her last night. One of their, to Jackie, painful couplings that passed for sex. Their usual fight would be postponed today.

As regards the night before, her daughter was going on her first date with a boy and Jackie would have preferred to be home in case her daughter needed something, advice or maybe just a hug. But when Pete ordered her to get ready for a party she just blindly obeyed. It was easier than fighting with him and risking his violence. 

Accompanying her husband was all for show because more and more their marriage had become only a shell, a marriage in name only, although her husband still fucked her from time to time. Pete's company emphasized family values so it helped his position in the company to have a wife to show off at company functions. 

At one of the company parties a while back, she had been introduced to a sexy looking woman named Roberta Montgomery. (Please, call me Bobbie). Jackie had never seen her before at any other company functions. She had no idea whose husband she might have been and the woman had skillfully avoided all questions on the subject. Jackie, of course, had heard her daughter talk about her friend, Mary-Jane Montgomery, but she just did not put it together and neither did Roberta when she first heard Jackie's last name. Maybe a touch too much wine for both the women.

Irregardless, the two women had hit it off splendidly and talked the night away in pleasant conversation about anything under the sun. But, as the evening wore on and the conversation got round to kids, their kids, each woman finally realized who the other was. It was kind of a funny moment and both women felt really silly. All night the they had been talking like strangers while their daughters were best friends.

Jackie knew Bobbie's daughter, Mary-Jane, all right. She thought she was just as cute as the dickens, although with the pride of motherhood, she thought her not nearly as beautiful as her own gorgeous Lisa.

Bobbie had warmly been holding her hand as they talked and as she looked now deep into the brown pools of Jackie's eyes, had told her how glad she was to finally meet the mom of her daughter's best friend. Jackie had felt warm and tingly with this lady holding her hand. She wasn't sure why, but days later she could still feel the sexy woman's touch. She still got very funny-feeling inside when she thought about the gorgeous and sexy blonde and she realized she might like to feel her touches some more.

Jackie also couldn't help noticing Roberta seemed very happy and contented. Like she was 'really' happy and 'really' contented. Very different than the fake happiness and contentment that she had to put on for appearances sake. Jackie wondered if Roberta was able to see through her. She thought that given Bobbie's obvious happiness, her life must be quite like paradise compared to her own.

Starting soon after Lisa was born, when her husband Pete was horny, he would just grab Jackie, give her boobs a short, quick squeeze, then, if she wasn't quick enough, using her ankles, he would wrench her legs apart, give his cock a couple of stokes and plunge right in, not caring if Jackie was lubed up to receive him or if her dryness might cause her pain. Mercifully, usually it only took Pete a couple of strokes. Jackie had learned how to have her cunt squeeze Pete's cock hard, to rush him along and he would blow a load and the ordeal would be over. He'd grin at her, wink, tell her, 'til next time, babe!', roll over and start snoring.

While she loved her daughter with all her heart, no way would Jackie consider bringing another child into the world with Pete. So after these unpleasant couplings she would go to bathroom, sit on the can and squeeze out all the cum she could. She'd douche, spray some spermicidal foam that she kept hidden and pray that not enough of Pete's cum was left around give her a problem. Of course, even as she sat there trying to clean all the cum away, she knew at this point, if it was gonna happen, it might have happened already but she felt she had to try. 

She also knew her biology and realized it only took one sperm that eluded her to do the deed. But to date, someone was smiling on her because she'd never gotten pregnant again. She'd tried to persuade Pete to wear a condom once and she'd tried wearing a diaphragm one time but any mention of preventing conception sent Pete into one of his rages and she'd get slapped silly for her efforts. She never forgot the slapping she'd had to endure the time her husband had found some birth control pills in her drawer. 

Pete didn't really care if he had another kid, he found his daughter quite incomprehensible, but he had some mania, some phobia, about what was supposed to happen should happen and no dumb wife, who, in his opinion, had more tits than brains, was going to interfere with the natural order of things. 

Jackie once wondered if she couldn't fake some sickness, get herself in the hospital and get her tubes tied but she really didn't want to do that. If she could ever figure a way to get away from Pete, she thought she could maybe find a sperm donor of some sort and maybe have another child. She thought she might like that. Once she was away from Pete! 

She knew Pete would never voluntarily give her a divorce. She was afraid to even mention the word to him. So she worked around her husband's occasional sperm deposits best she could. She went through her post-fuck ritual and just prayed no sperm were left that could find her egg if she had indeed ovulated one. (Jackie figured Pete's sperm were pretty dumb, like him, but they had done their job correctly once!) Fortunately, Pete was getting enough fucking, outside the marital bed, that these assaults on her body were few and far between.

Once she had satisfied herself that she had done her best to avoid another pregnancy with Pete, Jacqueline Warren would give herself the pleasure she never got in bed. She'd close her eyes and rub her pussy 'til she had some relief. Her relief was usually accompanied by a gush of cream from her cunt and Jackie always hoped maybe that too helped wash out the last of Pete's cum. 

Sometimes when she was pussy-rubbing, the image of her beautiful daughter would come into her mind. That bothered Jackie, thinking of Lisa while she masturbated, but she couldn't help it. More and more lately though, almost always in fact, when she was giving herself pussy-thrills it wasn't her daughter in her fantasy. It was another woman. A woman she had met at a party. A sexy blonde. It was Bobbie Montgomery.

Jackie had never been with a woman so she wasn't really sure why images of women, (least of all her own daughter!), were in her head when she masturbated. But she'd never really sat down to analyze her feelings about it. Today though, on this particular lovely Saturday morning, Jackie never even considered masturbating. Alone in her bed, Jacqueline Warren started to cry.

*********

In stark contrast to the Warren house, three very happy women were waking up at the comfortable Montgomery home. Bobbie, Lisa and Mary-Jane were all still cuddled together in the big, cozy bed, just as they had fallen asleep.

Of course, waking up together meant lots of lovely morning kisses. All three women had morning pussy-mouth but none of them cared. Because all three loved the taste of cunt, even Mary-Jane and Lisa, who had each tasted pussy last night for the first time. The two young girls knew that they were absolutely hooked on it forever now. And each other!

Bobbie beamed at the thought. Made a mother proud. She just hoped that Lisa's mom would be happy also. Some moms might have a problem with their daughter engaging in sexual activities with other women. On the other hand, Bobbie reflected, a smart-thinking mom, even if she wasn't wild about the idea that her daughter might be a lesbian, still might be glad that, if there was going to be sex, that at least there was no penis involved. Lisa's mom had told her of her fear of her daughter getting pregnant.

First up, at the Montgomery household this morning, now that they'd actually dragged themselves out of the bed, was shower-time. Bobbie had a wonderful bathroom. There was an enormous sunken bathtub along one wall, a toilet against another, and a counter containing a couple of sinks along the third wall. From the last wall, opposite the bathtub, protruded a couple of shower nozzles. The entire room including the floor was totally finished in black shower tile and it had been designed so that everything could get wet. It was custom designed for occupants to stay naked in, to have fun in. 

For the next hour or so the three women did just that. First Bobbie started filling the tub with lovely warm water, dumping in a generous amount of her scented bubble-bath. When the tub was full, Bobbie claimed it first and lay back in the bubbles, soaking luxuriously, watching with glee as Lisa and Mary-Jane frolicked in the shower. It was quite the sight watching the two gorgeous girls soaping up each others wonderful teen-age body with Bobbie's fragrant liquid body wash and then rubbing their hands all over the slippery skin of each other. Lisa and Mary-Jane also took lots of time for long, slow kisses, really wet kisses, holding each others head, while the warm water sprayed down on them. 

Of course, watching this sexy scene, Bobbie's hands, under the bubbles, were busy in her crotch. After she'd jazzed herself to a lovely morning cum, she called to the girls, "Hey, you two love-birds. I hate to interrupt but I'm getting lonely over here. Did you forget about me? Who's going to wash my back?"

Giggling, carefully so not to slip, Lisa and Mary-Jane skipped over to the tub and slid in the wonderful water with Bobbie. Custom built to be big enough, there was lots of room even for the three of them in the wonderful big tub. The warm water and soapy, fragrant bubbles felt wonderful. They both slid up next to Mary-Jane's mom and gave her some kisses. Most of her boobs were under the water but the horny girls found they could lift them high enough so they could give her big, brown nipples some sucks and kisses. The always horny mom cuddled the girls close and they spent a long time just snuggled in the bubbly water having kisses while the girls played with Bobbie's boobs.

But soon they were hungry and, you'll laugh, but for food, not each other. So they drained the tub, had a quick last rinse in the shower, turned off the water and dried each other with wonderfully soft, fluffy pink towels from a cupboard in the wall. Drying each other took a long time because, of course, there had to be still more kissing, some titty-fondling and other fun stuff. 

The big bed beckoned, but the woman, thanks mostly to Bobbie putting her foot down, somehow resisted falling into it for more fun and games and instead they stripped the sheets and made up the bed with dreamy, new satin sheets Bobbie had picked up. For the moment their hunger was winning out over their screaming desire for more dreamy cums with each other but they all figured they'd be back in that bed soon. In the meantime, what the hell, they were alone, so naked, laughing and giggling, the three trooped downstairs. The girls were rubbing off on her, Bobbie thought, because she was feeling a little like a teenager herself.

Since Bobbie was going to whip up some breakfast, sensibly she covered her nakedness with an apron. The apron had a picture on it of a very large, fry-cook woman along with a saying -- Never Trust a Skinny Cook. Lisa and Mary-Jane thought that was hilarious. MJ's mom wasn't fat by any means but also by no stretch of the imagination could anyone with eyes ever accuse her of being skinny. Voluptuous was the word most applied to Bobbie Montgomery!

The girls couldn't keep from laughing as the apron fought a losing battle to keep their cook covered up. Her big 38s, one or the other, or both, kept poking out from behind the apron bib and the younger girls would giggle, lean across the table and kiss. Bobbie would sigh, then giggle too and hoist the offending boob back into place behind the bib.

"Lisa," Bobbie said once the coffee maker was doing its job and she was taking eggs from the fridge, "Don't you think you should call your Mom? Let her know where you are and that you are OK? Invite her over, dear. I think we need to have a talk with her."

Secretly, Bobbie had been looking forward to seeing lovely Jackie Warren again. Except for the pussy-whacking she'd done when she was heated up by listening to Lisa and Mary-Jane make love, Lisa's mom had been the star of most of her masturbatory fantasies ever since the night they had met at a party. A party that she only had attended with some guy who needed a date and she owed a favor to because he had fixed her car. 

Because he didn't know Bobbie that well, he thought he might even get laid out of the deal but in reality she'd only agreed to attend the party to see the company owner's wife. She'd had a torrid interlude with the woman and her 20-something daughter only last week. The daughter was missing from this party but Bobbie and the woman had managed to sneak off for one little grope session. However, that got interrupted before any real action could take place. After that misfire, most of that night Bobbie had spent chatting with Lisa's Mom after they'd been introduced and, just maybe, falling a little in love with her. Certainly, developing all kinds of lust for her.

Lisa used her phone, called her mom. When she was finished she announced, "Mom just got up. I gave her the address and she says to give her some time and she'll come on over. Ms. Montgomery, why don't you hold off on cooking for a bit, 'til she gets here? She said she wouldn't be long and we can all brunch together."

"Bobbie, dear, Bobbie!" she reminded Lisa. "What a lovely idea, sweetie." Her back was to the kitchen table as she turned off the stove. 

When she turned back around she saw Lisa, on her knees, her head between Mary-Jane's thighs. 'Oh, having desert first, are we?' she thought as she went to her daughter, dropped her apron and gave Mary-Jane a big, fat titty to suck on while her daughter's girlfriend was working on her cunt. When both her nipples were glistening with MJ's saliva, she leaned down and she and Mary-Jane shared wonderful kisses. Bobbie held her daughter tightly as she started to shudder and shake. The sexy teen squealed and whined, her ass wriggling all over the chair. Bobbie knew that Lisa was bringing her daughter off in style.

Left solely up to the teens, perhaps the sex-session would have just continued on all day. But Bobbie, being older, and supposedly a responsible adult, had a little more self-control than the horny girls. She realized they were soon having company and they better get prepared. So she put her foot down again.

"Ok dolls, enough!" she finally told them sternly. "Lisa! Get your beautiful head out of MJ's lap. You two are too much. Now, scoot those beautiful asses upstairs and get some clothes on. Why don't you put on bikinis and you can swim after we brunch. Mary-Jane, bring me down a shirt from my closet. That's all I'll need. This apron," she said picking it up off the floor, "will cover my bottom half. Come on! Chop-chop! Lisa's Mom should be here soon!

"And when she gets here," she cautioned the girls, "Not a word about what on here last night. I'll handle that. Right, girls?"

*********

Meantime, Jacqueline Warren was just stepping out of the shower. In contrast to her crying jag an hour ago, she was now excited. She'd gotten a call from her daughter and Pete was still nowhere to be seen. Until her cell had rang, interrupting her cry, Jackie hadn't even known that her daughter had never made it home. 

It was fortuitous that she hadn't realized that Lisa hadn't come home. She would have immediately panicked, and would have never gotten any sleep, picturing Lisa in bed with that awful Johnny and Johnny filling her daughter with his sperm. When Lisa informed her that she was at her friend Mary-Jane's, Jackie breathed a deep sigh of relief. And now she was going to the Montgomery's to pick up her daughter. 

She dried herself and donning her robe sat at her dressing table. She'd had her good cry and, more importantly, in the shower, had made a bold decision. No longer was she going to live such a sheltered life, maintaining appearances for Pete's sake, or even Lisa's. She was entitled to some fun, wasn't she? She just wasn't quite sure of what that fun might consist. But burning in her mind was the image of her daughter's friend's mother.

As Jackie sat and brushed her hair, she studied her reflection. Lisa's hair was a pale, platinum blonde, looking almost white when the sun hit it just right. Jackie's hair was dark brown and while Lisa's was straight and long, down her back, Jackie's had a natural, beautiful wave to it and she kept it trimmed shoulder length. Slowly, carefully, sensually, Jackie applied strawberry lip gloss to her full lush lips. Her facial features were maybe cute rather than beautiful, but her face was certainly not hard to look at. She finished making up her eyes, then stood and dropped her robe to the floor to see all of herself in her mirror.

She was proud of her breasts which were full and lovely and hung perfectly on her chest, topping out at 40 inches. Fat, pink nipples topped those beauties and as Jackie stroked them now, they hardened out nicely as she day-dreamed of Roberta Montgomery maybe giving each of her sensitive tit-peaks a lovely kiss.

'Now where did that picture come from?' Jackie asked herself as she stood for a moment longer and her inspection continued to include her narrow waist, wonderful hips and her generous bottom with nice, jiggly ass-cheeks, separating out to form two shapely legs. Jackie was not tall, only 5' 5", but somehow those legs seemed longer.

'What to wear, what to wear?' she thought, desperately wanting to look good for this -- what the hell was this -- a date? Was she, a married woman, about to go on a breakfast date? Jackie didn't know. She'd only been on one date in her life, in her early teens, with Pete. 

She had butterflies in her stomach like she was going on a first date but, no, no, no, she told herself, how could a simple invitation to come over to the house of the best friend of her daughter and pick her up, be construed as a date? Even with brunch thrown in. 

Jackie, of course, had no idea just how good of friends Lisa and Mary-Jane had become.

Truth was, all she wanted was to look as pretty and sexy as she could for Bobbie Montgomery. And she wasn't even sure why.

Jackie settled on a pretty one-piece, bright colored, flowery sun-dress. It was simple yet elegant and she thought, with satisfaction, that it showed off her boobs and legs rather nicely without being obvious and slutty. Jackie didn't know much about such things but she supposed there was a time and a place for slutty. But Saturday morning at the house of her daughter's friend surely wasn't it. 


An Unusual Family Ch. 03



At this point, she didn't know how wrong she was.

********

"Its mom, she's here!" Lisa called excitedly, when the doorbell rang. "Come on, MJ!" She ran to the door, her titties bouncing nicely. Mary-Jane ran with her. They were hand in hand.

The girls had changed into bathing suits while they were upstairs. Mary-Jane's extra bikini was a little small for Lisa up top. Somehow the small bikini top did manage to cuddle her big tits and cover them a little, though it didn't have to slip much for one or the other or both of her nipples to poke out and take a look around. 

Bobbie had put on a long, loose shirt the girls had brought down to her and she had re-donned her apron. As the girls ran to answer the door, she was flipping eggs and listening to bacon sizzling. Bread was in the toaster and the coffee-maker was humming again.

When the girls returned, each gripping one of Lisa's mom's hands and escorting her to the kitchen, she turned and gave Jackie a blistering smile. Bobbie noticed Lisa's mom had a breathtaking smile herself. Just as she remembered. 

"Hi Jackie, dear." she said. "I'd give you a hug but I've got splatter on this apron and I wouldn't want to risk getting anything on your lovely dress. So wonderful to see you again. How gorgeous you look! Come and sit. We're having a late breakfast or brunch. I hope you came hungry!"

Bobbie licked her lips as, not hiding it, she surveyed Jackie up and down. She looked just absolutely scrumptious. Good enough to eat, Roberta thought, which was exactly what she wanted to do to her. Suddenly, compared to Jackie Warren, her delicious breakfast wasn't quite as appetizing. But Lisa's mom certainly was. 

Confidently, as Bobbie put platters of food on the table, she moved behind Jackie and put her hands on her shoulders. She leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"You know, gorgeous, I've been dying to see you again since we had our nice chat at that party." 

Then she straightened up a little and spoke a little louder for the girl's benefit. 

"My dears, don't you both look beautiful. Don't we have a lovely pair of daughters, Jackie?"

She bent back down near Jackie's ear. "Let's eat and then we'll go sit by the pool while the girls swim. I might take a swim myself and I have an extra suit that should fit you. How does that sound, gorgeous?"

Jackie nodded and smiled, enjoying Bobbie's hands on her shoulders, massaging gently. She glanced at the girls, wondering if they had noticed the little by-play between her and Bobbie. But the girls were attacking their breakfast and didn't seem to notice the older women at all. 

"How was your date with Johnny, Lisa?" she finally asked her daughter. 

"Oh, mom!" Lisa answered with her mouth full, "It wasn't nothing. I'll tell you all about it later. But don't worry. He didn't fuck me, if that's what you're worried about. He felt me up a little, I slapped him and that was that."

Jackie was a little surprised at her daughter's language. She'd never heard Lisa use the word 'fuck' before. But she certainly had heard other girls using it and while she didn't approve, she supposed if that was the worst thing a mother had to worry about, that she could live with it. Her relief when her daughter confirmed Johnny hadn't gotten sperm into her was palatable to all the other women.

Bobbie smiled, knowing that Jackie was holding herself back from chastising Lisa for the 'fuck' word. 'If she only knew what went on in this house last night . . . ,' Bobbie thought, 'not just the word 'fuck', but a real actual fuck, a glorious woman to woman to woman fuck, or, 2 or 3 or 4 fucks!' She chuckled silently to herself, thinking, 'Well, she soon would.' 

Bobbie wasn't exactly looking forward to it but she knew that sooner-or-later Jackie had to be told. This time trying not be overly obvious, she studied Jackie and, just like the night they'd met at the party, she really, really liked what she saw. Obviously the lady was gorgeous, the kind of woman who could make another woman's pussy just throb, but wise Bobbie could see past her smile. Looking deeper, she could see something else. 

She saw a beautiful woman, but a sad one, despite the smile. This woman was missing something from her life, Bobbie thought, and she realized, just maybe, that she knew what that was. She'd had the same thoughts after the night of the party. In Bobbie's estimation, Jackie needed some happiness, some good sex and some love. Not necessarily in that order. Bobbie chuckled inwardly. Perhaps they would just start out with some decent sex and see what happened.

"Girls," Bobbie said suddenly, "If you are finished eating, clean the table and put all the dishes in the dishwasher and then, why don't you all go out and jump in the pool? I'm going to take Lisa's mom upstairs and her and I are going to change and we'll be out shortly. How does that sound?"

"Sure Mom," Mary-Jane answered. She made sure Jackie wasn't watching and threw her mom a wink that warned her, loud and clear, 'Just don't leave Lisa and I alone out there too long!'

Bobbie had no intention of leaving those two new sex-fiends alone very long. Not until she broke the ice with Jackie and got her warmed up to the idea of the goings-on that had been going on.

The young girls cleared the table, loading everything in the dishwasher. Then they ran hand-in-hand from the house leaving Jackie and Bobbie alone. The women could hear giggling and laughing from outside, then a splash, then more giggling and laughing. Then there was silence and Bobbie was pretty sure she knew what was going on. She'd bet everything that their daughters were, at that moment, standing in the shallow end of the pool and they were kissing.

Fortunately, Jackie didn't seem to notice the lack of splashing or other noise. Leastways, she didn't comment on it.

Bobbie reached out and covered her hand, as it rested on the table. "So, what do you say, gorgeous? Are you up for a swim? Let's go upstairs, pick you out a suit and get you changed." 

Jackie allowed MJ's mom to draw her to her feet and Bobbie let the woman see her again deliberately looking her up and down. She gave a low whistle. 

"Wow, Jackie, you sure are gorgeous. And what a body! I've got some nice bikinis upstairs and, man, oh man, oh man! Are you ever going to fill one out!"

Jackie blushed, lowered her eyes and shyly smiled. Bobbie nodded her head. Obviously Lisa's mom wasn't used to compliments. Probably, she thought, Jackie never got many.

When the women, hand-in-hand, reached the top of the stairs, Jackie gave a little gasp when her hostess led her into her bedroom. 

"What a lovely room!" she exclaimed. "So warm and friendly." She complimented the women whose taste was responsible for the charming décor, squeezing her hand. 

Bobbie was glad that she and the girls had changed the sheets, made the bed, opened a window and sprayed some air freshener. She was still holding Jackie's hand, and the warmth of Bobbie's hand holding hers really felt great to Jackie, much like when she had held her hand at the party. 

It felt great to Bobbie too. She spun Jackie around, admiring her body. "A lovely room to host a lovely woman," she told her guest. "I'm so glad you're here, gorgeous. You and I are going to be such great friends!"

She chuckled to herself. 'Fuck-friends, at least!' she thought. 

She led Lisa's mom to her closet and they walked into it. One wall had a selection of skimpy bikinis. Bobbie picked out a hot pink one and held it up against her guest. 

"On my, Jackie," she gushed. "With that body and the contrast with your dark hair color and your tan, this will look just stunning on you! Woman, drop that dress!"

Jackie instinctively put her hands in front of her breasts. "Right here, right now, in front of you?" she asked, warily. She drew a long breath. Bobbie was full of calm and confidence and seemed to have no inhibitions. It made her very sexy. The woman had already removed her apron and was unbuttoning her shirt. 

Jackie put up another weak protest. "I'm sorry, Bobbie, forgive me, but I'm a little shy. No one, except my husband, has ever seen me naked. Give me the suit and I'll change in your bathroom."

Bobbie smiled warmly at the woman. She wasn't having anything to do with that! She'd ease Jackie over her shyness.

"Nonsense, Jackie," she told her. "You're a gorgeous woman with a lovely body. You should be proud to show it off. Besides, if you're gonna wear one of my bikinis, I'm gonna see almost everything you've got anyway, aren't I? Now don't you be silly, silly." 

As she was encouraging her guest to get naked, Bobbie had, matter-of-factly, finished with her buttons and removed her shirt and hung it, watching Jackie's eyes as they were drawn automatically to her lovely tits as they jiggled on her proud chest. Naked now, she chuckled inwardly, as even though Jackie was gazing admiringly at her chest, Bobbie noticed that she resolutely did not lower her gaze in the slightest.

"See, I'm naked, so what the heck are you worried about, woman?" she teased. "There's only us girls here. You've got a lovely set on you, Jackie Warren. I'd adore to see them. Here, let me help you, dear. I've been wanting to give you a hug since you arrived here!" 

She put her arms around Jackie, felt her tremble slightly and then pulled her tight against her nakedness. There was something pleasantly illicit about hugging a fully clothed woman while she was completely nude. 

It required all Bobbie's self-control to resist the impulse, but she didn't kiss Jackie yet. She only gave her a comforting, reassuring hug and then both women could hear a silky whisper as Bobbie undid one lone button at the top, then slowly teased down the zipper of the flowery sun-dress. It gaped open. She eased it from Jackie's shoulders and it dropped to the floor. She stepped out of it and naked Bobbie bent, tits hanging down, picked it up and placed it on a hanger.

Bobbie's eyes widened and gleamed when her guest's glorious body was exposed to her very interested view, just in bra and panties. Once again, she had to fight back her horny desire to grab Jackie, right then and there, and take her right on the thick carpeting of her closet, but all her instincts from a life-time of seducing women told her to resist. 

'Not yet, not yet,' she silently told her throbbing cunt, 'but soon, very soon!' 

Bobbie wanted to study Jackie a little more before she made some blatant move that might scare the woman. This was the art of seduction, was it not? 

It wasn't exactly difficult for her to sense that Jackie was inexperienced with situations like this. She didn't want to spoil what might be something wonderful by turning her off so that she'd take her daughter and go home. Bobbie certainly didn't want that to happen. She might be in love with Jackie Warren, she wasn't quite sure yet, but, she was absolutely certain that Mary-Jane was in love with Lisa. She couldn't allow her lust for Lisa's mom to jeopardize that.

So, instead of a hot kiss, she settled for gently stroking Jackie's shoulders, tickling her lovely guest and feeling her shiver. She reached around and unhooked her bra, eased the straps down her arms and pulled it away from her tits. A glorious pair of boobs tumbled out and it took some more enormous self-control but Bobbie, this time, resisted the urge to whistle. 

Jackie's pair hung on her chest beautifully! Not wanting Jackie to be embarrassed, Bobbie simply turned and hung her bra on a hanger. Like having a mostly naked woman in her closet happened every day. (Which a lot of days it did!) 

She turned around with the pink bikini top in her hand. Her mouth was watering to suck on those nipples, but Bobbie, very proud of her self-discipline, resisted. She did not, however, deny her itching her palms the opportunity to fondle Jackie's big breasts.

"Here, gorgeous, let me put this on you." she offered, nonchalantly. With the bra-top from the pink bikini in her hands, she moved behind Jackie, held it up close and tenderly fitted Jackie's lovely boobs into the cups. Oooooh, her tits were soft and smooth and creamy. And Bobbie noticed that, although she trembled, the woman did not pull away as she was gently handling them. 

Something told Bobbie that it had been a long time since anyone had approached Jackie's titties with anything resembling love. She began to realize just how to finish off her seduction of Jacqueline Warren. 

She tied the bikini top in place with it's thin strings. Then she came back in front to admire her work. 

Over Bobbie's shoulder, Jackie studied herself in the mirror covering the whole back wall of Bobbie's closet, wiggling her shoulders to settle her boobs more comfortably into the cups of the bikini top. That caused her lovely titties to jiggle and sway around for Bobbie's very interested viewing pleasure. 

Going to her knees, Bobbie eased Jackie's panties down her shapely, creamy legs and she stepped out of them. She supposed that her guest, who had avoided staring at her naked pussy, had a little more couth than she did because Bobbie very pointedly gazed at Jackie's cunt and liked what she saw. Once again, it took every ounce of self-discipline she had to resist leaning forward and giving that lovely looking pussy a good smooch! She did notice the sparse, brown cunt-hair looked a little damp. 'Good, good, good,' she thought. 

Standing, she handed Jackie the bikini bottom. 

"Come on, lady," she said, teasingly, "throw these on. Do I have to do everything? We need to go see what those girls are up to. I've been noticing those two are becoming very, very close. I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't have huge crushes on each other. And I'm pretty sure they've kissed each other. And maybe they've done more! 

"You now what a lesbian is, don't you, Jackie, dear? I'm sure my daughter is a lesbian like me and maybe you don't know it, Jackie, but I think your daughter might be too. I hope that doesn't shock you or displease you." 

Cleverly, she thought, Bobbie had sown the seeds of what Jackie must eventually find out, that much more than having silly, teen-girl crushes on each other, Lisa and Mary-Jane had graduated her course and moved to a higher level.

"Yes, I know about lesbians," Jackie said, as she replaced the panties Bobbie had removed for her with the bikini bottom. "You are one, are you not? But I think you wrong about Lisa. She was out on a date with a boy just last night, in fact. You know that, Roberta. You heard me ask her about it."

Bobbie hid her grin by turning her back to the sexy Jackie as she was slipping on the bikini bottom, hoping that not watching the gorgeous woman for a moment would ease the throbbing in her crotch. Bobbie selected a sexy, mauve bikini and quickly put it on. Both dressed for the pool now, she took Jackie by the hand again and pulled her out of the closet. Her real-life walk-in closet and, she dreamed, perhaps the metaphorical closet as well. 

"But she didn't sleep with him, did she, Jackie?" Bobbie pointed out. "And most 18-year-old girls probably would have, no? Think about that and I'll tell you all what I think later. For now, come on, gorgeous. Last one in the pool has to cook supper!"

Jackie Warren was relaxing, although her mind was swirling with a host of conflicting thoughts and feelings and desires. She had tensed up at first, in close quarters with the sexy lesbian, inside the clothes closet. But nothing had happened. Well she didn't suppose she had been expecting Bobbie to attack her. No, she realized, she had only half-expected it.

Jackie was absolutely certain though, that sooner or later her hot lesbian hostess was gonna try to kiss her. And, she admitted to herself, she wanted it to happen. 

What she didn't know, hadn't known, coming upstairs with Bobbie, what she was very nervous about, was how she was gonna react when that happened. She hadn't been kissed for so long! And never, ever by a woman.

Even though she admitted to herself that wanted Bobbie to kiss her, she was terrified that when, what she thought of as the inevitable kiss came, she was gonna panic and make a fool of herself. Jackie was way more afraid of that than anything sexy Roberta Montgomery might to do her. 

But overall she thought she had conducted herself well so far and gotten into the spirit of the day. Hadn't she promised herself, just this morning, to have more fun in life? And she realized being here with Bobbie was the most fun she'd had in a long, long time. Yes, yes. But what was that other unfamiliar feeling? 

Jackie barely recognized it. But, the feeling was, she realized after some thought, that, at this moment in time, she was actually happy. No Pete around and she was thoroughly enjoying the company of the sexy Roberta. She felt the tug on her hand as Bobbie began to move. Jackie put her body in gear and the two women raced, down the stairs, giggling like the teenagers that were in the pool already, hand-in-hand out the patio doors. 

There was no one there to see it, and that was really too bad because, it was a sight not to be missed. Two gorgeous women, four generous, gorgeous titties, barely contained in tiny bikini tops, bouncing and jiggling as the women dashed for the outdoors. Jackie wondered why her companion was whooping and yelling. Of course, Bobbie was just trying to warn Lisa and Mary-Jane that if they were indulging their passion for each other, that they should 'cool it' for a time.

Sure enough, Lisa and MJ weren't actually having sex but they were having kisses and running their hands all over each other. Being good girls, they backed off when they heard the 'old folks' headed for the pool. Two splashes. Bobbie and Jackie jumped in the water and the four women proceeded to swim lengths and then rested in the shallow end, playing, frolicking, talking, splashing water over one another.

Bobbie had planned a long, slow seduction as the day and evening went on, but seeing how relaxed and happy Lisa's mom seemed to be now, she decided that maybe the woman could handle it if she sped up the agenda. 

There was a risk, because she knew the first time she kissed Jackie, Mary-Jane and Lisa would probably start kissing also. They'd been good girls so far but Bobbie knew she couldn't realistically expect those two sex-kittens to keep their hands off each other forever. She plainly saw the simmering heat and desire on their faces every time the girls came near each other. 

After a life-time of seducing women, Bobbie knew with certainty that, in reality, no more seduction of Lisa's mom was necessary. All the signs were there. She knew that all she had to do now was pull the lovely Jackie into her arms and the woman's creamy body would melt against hers, their kisses would be sweet and all would be possible between them.

The only hitch in this plan was, except for the hints she'd thrown Jackie upstairs, Lisa's Mom had no idea of the relationship that had evolved between her daughter and Mary-Jane. How she would handle that, Bobbie had no idea. Let alone the rest of the story that she had made love to Lisa, plus her own daughter and that both daughters had made love to Bobbie. Years of loving women told Bobbie that there was a smoldering volcano hidden inside that hot body of Jackie Warren but could she handle all this? The sexy, bikini-clad woman had Bobbie so hot, so horny, that she decided to find out.

Jackie Warren was loving the intimacy she felt every time Bobbie Montgomery came near her. Not that the woman ever seemed to wander very far away. She shivered and her heart was melting every time she felt Bobbie's hands touch her, no matter how casually. So, she really loved it even more when finally Bobbie came up behind her and locked her arms around her. It started out as just a hug, like the hug they'd shared in in the house while changing, but this time Bobbie's hands slowly slid up her sides and came up under her boobs. She felt Bobbie's hands cuddle her twin peaks, stroking and feeling and giving gentle squeezes. 




An Unusual Family Ch. 03



At the same time, she felt kisses all along her long, sleek neck and heard a lovely whisper in her ear. "Oh, Jackie, I'm so sorry, but I just can't stand the temptation any longer. You are just so gorgeous, just a doll. So, so lovely." 

Bobbie continued to whisper in Jackie's ear before running her tongue around it. "Your body is so hot, filling out that tiny pink bikini. Do you have any idea how sexy you are, Jackie? And how hot you've made me?" Bobbie was right in her element at this moment and she was ecstatic. Jackie was not pulling away from her!

Bobbie was handling her so gently, so lovingly, that Jackie's trepidations were dissipating. Much like the warm summer breezes dissipate the fluffy white clouds in the sky as they blow 'til the cloudy sky is blue again. She loved Bobbie's warm lips against the skin of her neck. As Bobbie had predicted to herself, Jackie leaned back into her embrace and her hot body just melted against the older woman. Being hugged and kissed like this in the warm pool water felt just glorious. Her blood heated and came alive to Bobbie's caresses. She never wanted the moment to end. But then she remembered Lisa and Mary-Jane. 

She struggled a little. "No, no, Bobbie, not here. Not in front of the girls."

Bobbie was so hot, her pussy was throbbing with so much desire for Jackie, that she threw all caution to the winds. 'Lord hates a coward', she told herself. After kissing it again, she chuckled into her ear. 

"Sweetie, I hope you can handle this but take a look at what is happening behind us, dear."

Jackie looked around. She gasped. 

Mary-Jane had seen her mom come up behind Lisa's mom, hug her, cuddle her titties, plant kisses on her neck and she gleefully noted that Lisa's mom was not resisting. She interpreted that as the 'all-clear' signal.

What Jackie was looking at now, was Mary-Jane mimicking the exact same things Bobbie was doing to her, on her daughter. As Jackie watched, amazed, Lisa turned in MJs arms and the two teen's wet lips met and proceeded with a long, lovely-looking tongue-kiss.

Jackie had no way of knowing how long the kiss between her daughter and Mary-Jane lasted because long before it was over, Bobbie, who felt she'd seen enough for the moment, was turning her around in her arms and the next thing Jackie knew she was being given the exact same kiss. Easily the hottest, longest, wettest, sweetest kiss she'd ever had.

And she was having it with sexy Bobbie Montgomery! Her whole body shivered with excitement and anticipation of what might happen next, now that the ice had been broken. And she'd reacted properly, she thought.

Just to be sure Bobbie had no doubts she liked what was going on, Jackie feverishly grabbed the back of her head to keep it in place, on the outside chance she had a notion of moving it. Jackie kissed back, furiously. She needn't have worried. She hadn't forgotten how to kiss. Neither woman wanted their lips to ever part.

Of course, Jackie had no idea how to proceed here. Nothing in her life had prepared her for all that was happening. But she wasn't worried. She'd relaxed completely and she told herself that she would just give herself over to Bobbie and she was certain that the older lesbian would know just what to do. Good thinking, Jackie. 

She could feel Bobbie tickling her back as she untied the string to the bikini top. Jackie heard Bobbie laugh as she pulled it from her body and slung it away. Now her titties were sort of floating in the water, but not for long because Bobbie picked them up and cuddled them softly, tenderly bringing each tit-peak up to her mouth for the exact kisses on her nipples that Jackie had dreamed of only this morning. She hugged Bobbie's head to her tits, her stinging nipples poking out harder than she'd ever felt them to be. She could hear Bobbie murmuring something about how lovely her boobs were. Jackie'd never, ever felt pleasure like this, never.

As much as she was moaning and enjoying Bobbie's magic on her tits, still a part of her mind was able to wonder what their daughters were doing.

Reluctantly, Bobbie allowed her to twist around and she saw Mary-Jane had her daughter sitting on the edge of the pool. Somehow, their bikinis had disappeared from their bodies, their lovely titties were on display. Their bikinis had joined the pink bikini top that Jackie had been wearing, floating on top of the warm water. 

Lisa's hands were tangled in Mary-Jane's hair as her friend stood between her legs in the shallow water. Jackie could plainly see Roberta's daughter's mouth kissing her daughter's legs all up and down. She could see Lisa part her legs even more and MJ move her head between them, licking and kissing the soft flesh of her daughter's inner thighs. She could clearly see the creamy juice leaking out of her daughter and, next, Mary-Jane's tongue was licking up and down Lisa's taut slit, tying to get every last drop. Her daughter's head was flung back, her eyes closed in obvious ecstasy. Her whole body was quivering and low moaning sounds were coming from her mouth. Then a whole series of louder squeals!

Overwhelmed with strange feelings, without Bobbie's hands and lips on her and her steady guidance, Jackie wasn't sure how she might have reacted to this new sight. 

She heard Bobbie's comforting words in her ear.

"Look at our daughters, gorgeous. They are so happy and so much in love. Don't you think it is a beautiful thing, Jackie, dear?"

She felt herself being steered to the edge of the pool next to their girls. When they arrived, Bobbie grasped Jackie's hips and hoisted her up to sit on the side. Her feet dangled in the water. 

"Raise that lovely ass, dear," Bobbie ordered and when she had the clearance, she eased off Jackie's bikini bottom and flung it also. The surface of the pool was becoming littered with floating bikini pieces. 

Then Bobbie considerately reached out and dragged the foam mattress off a nearby chaise lounge and whispered for Jackie to sit her beautiful bum on it. 

Once she was seated on the soft mattress, Jackie heard Bobbie quietly whisper, between giving her kisses on her knees. It was a pleading but confident-of-the-answer type whisper. 

"Jackie, forgive me, but you are just so beautiful. You've got a pussy and a half and it's calling out to me. Please let me love it!" 

Next, Jackie felt warm breath between her legs and clutched Bobbie's head as Bobbie, encountering no objections what-so-ever, became the first woman ever, the first person ever, to give her cunt a loving kiss.

In that instant of total bliss, Jacqueline Warren knew what she had been missing all these years with her husband. She knew her life had just made an enormous U-turn. But it all felt so right! Damn any cop that would tell her that U-turns were illegal. Settling back on the chaise lounge mattress, Jackie metaphorically flipped the cop the bird and reveled in the absolute pleasure and wonderful feelings she was feeling. 

She tangled her fingers in Bobbie's long, blonde hair, clutching Bobbie's head and enjoyed the hot kisses on her pussy. Jackie relished the licking, probing tongue going wild on her cunt. Her eyes rolled in her head and her head itself was rolling back and forth as far as it could go on the lounge mattress she was lying upon. 

She started dripping more creamy cunt-juice, then squirting it, hot and plentiful, like she never did with her husband, as wonderful, experienced Bobbie skilfully ate her pussy into producing possibly -- no -- probably -- no - certainly, the first real out-and-out orgasm sweet Jackie Warren had ever had. That is, not produced by herself. And compared to this, the orgasms she had while masturbating were very pale imitations.

And she let the world know all about it. She loudly gasped and moaned and whined and squealed. Her hands, no longer in Bobbie's hair, were clutching and squeezing the mattress, when they weren't pounding on it. 

Right beside her, when she wasn't wailing, Jackie could hear the distinct slurpy sounds as Mary-Jane continued doing to her daughter's pussy what Mary-Jane's mom was doing to her own blisteringly hot cunt. She could hear her daughter's squeals and moans until she had her own cum and drowned her out. 

As she quieted down from her first cum, enjoying lots of sugary after-cum tingles, she heard her daughter call to her, "Mom, mummy, fuck, mummy, it feels so good! I love Mary-Jane!" 

Then she felt her daughter's hand on the back of her head and her daughter was pulling her head over to hers. 

Out of the corner of her eye, even as she was spiraling Jackie into another orbit with her continued cunt-lapping, Bobbie could see Lisa getting ready to kiss her mom. She chose that moment to suck Jackie's major-league clit into her mouth and lovingly attack it with her tongue. That sent Jackie over the edge again, her legs stiffened out straight on either side of Bobbie, pounded wildly in the water and she screamed. 

Her loud cum-scream was abruptly cut off when Lisa pulled her mom's head the last precious inch and their lips met. Bobbie tapped her daughter on the shoulder so she would raise her head from Lisa's lovely pussy so she too could witness the lovely mother-daughter moment. The pure love of a wonderful mother-daughter kiss.

Some amount of minutes later, no one knew how long, once the Warren women shook off the effects of a couple of blissful cums each, the four women were standing on the edge of the pool hugging and trading kisses. 

All Jackie could think of, not really thinking everything through, due to her still shivery state of mind, was that that her life had just changed forever. 

Bobbie, totally enamored with Jackie, not really thinking everything through to its conclusion either, also realized, with no small amount of wonder, that her life had just changed also. 

But she now, as per usual, took charge. 

"Girls," she said, "Jackie and I are going inside to take a nice, long, warm bath. Alone. I want you two to clean all the clothes from the pool, chill us a bottle of wine and get something out for supper. Can you do all that?"

The girls stopped kissing and nodded agreeably. They pushed their moms toward the house. "Go on, you two lovers. We'll do the rest!" The happy pair looked at each other, smiled and kissed. What could be better than this? Their moms in love with each other.

Fifteen minutes later Bobbie had filled her big tub again with warm water and bubbles. Once in the tub, she snuggled Jackie tight and her hands, after cuddling and caressing her lovely boobs some more, almost automatically, went for her cunt. Bobbie's skillful fingers playing with her pussy under the warm water brought Jackie off more than once. 

Jackie, unaccustomed to having orgasms at all, just relaxed against the comforting pillows of Bobbie's wonderful 38 inch chest and enjoyed the sugary tingles and massive explosions Bobbie could cause to consume her. She just let everything go, reveling in her new-found happiness and streams of her cunt-honey oozed into the bath water. 

Bobbie had tasted Jackie's juice outside and would have really preferred that she squirt her stuff into her mouth rather than the bath water, but this was her special day so Bobbie just kept up her pussy-playing and let her cum fly when and where it may. Although she felt at some point the ratio of water to Jackie's girlie-cum in the tub was started to shift in favor of the girlie-cum! 

Now, she was lying against the back of the tub and Jackie was in her arms, fitting beautifully, like she really belonged right there. Like she should always be right there. The two woman were just basking in their new-found feelings. 

Bobbie, her heart bursting with affection, hugged Jackie tighter and caressed her breasts. 

"Well, Jackie? How are you feeling, darling?" she whispered in her ear.

Instead of an answer to her question she heard her new lover sob. She snuggled Jackie closer and listened to her cry.

Bobbie rained a hundred kisses on Jackie's neck and cheeks. She could taste Jackie's tears. She stroked her hair and whispered, "What is wrong, my baby? Please tell me what is bothering you." She was fairly certain she already knew.

Jackie twisted out of Bobbie's grasp and turned herself around in the tub so she was facing her. Taking Bobbie's head in her hands, she brought their lips together and the two women had a long kiss. Not a sex kiss, just a tender, loving kiss. 

Her tears were still flowing and she said, "Bobbie, I'm so happy! I've never had a day like this! Never! I love you. I swear, I love you!"

Bobbie let her lips remain just touching Jackie's. "Then why the tears, darling? I love you too and I think I have ever since the first moment I saw you at that party." 

Wise Bobbie was awfully certain now she knew what was causing Jackie's tears, but wanted her to verbalize her feelings for herself. Bobbie thought that would be very therapeutic. 

Jackie rested her head on Bobbie's boobs, enjoying Bobbie's hands stroking her head and poured out her heart. 

"Oh, Bobbie, you don't know. My life is such a mess! The only good thing in it is Lisa! My husband is such a pig! I hate him! And now I've had a wonderful day like this and fallen in love with you, it is only going to make my idiot life, that I have to go back to, seem all the worse. Even more miserable." 

Once she started, she couldn't stop and everything Jackie had kept bottled up for years came pouring out. She proceeded to tell Bobbie some of the awful things Pete had done to her over the years. His cruelty. His slaps. His denial to Jackie of any love and affection. His serial cheating. When she finally ran out of breath, she collapsed into tears again.

Bobbie stayed silent for the most part, just letting Jackie vent. She just snuggled her tight, her own heart breaking and beating out of her chest. The mere fact that anyone would dare to mistreat this lovely woman was making Bobbie very angry. She gave herself an A-plus for diagnosing most of Jackie's problems way back earlier in this wonderful day. 

But knowing the problem was one thing. What could possibly be done about it was now the question. 

Bobbie had succeeded today, as far as her thinking had taken her. She had seduced Jackie Warren and confirmed what she had suspected. That probably Jackie was a lesbian. 

But another startling piece of information had come to light for Bobbie today. Sometime during the day she had realized that Jackie was not just another piece of pussy to her. She had confirmed what she had absolutely suspected for a while now. 

Roberta Montgomery was absolutely certain she was in love with Jacqueline Warren.

Beautiful! She thought. One the surface. But Jackie was a married women. With an abusive husband.

So what did that portend for the women and their new-found love?

A million thoughts blitzed Bobbie's mind. She was very tired, very warm and relaxed, and she found her tired brain didn't want to do anymore heavy lifting tonight.

She turned Jackie back around, held her head close to her breasts, bent so her head rested on the top of Jackie's head, closed her eyes and listened to her cry. 



An Unusual Family Ch. 04



While Jackie was busy overflowing Bobbie's bathtub with her cum and then her tears, Mary-Jane and Lisa had the downstairs to themselves. As soon as their moms had gone up the stairs, the girls had ran inside to the couch and had a beautiful 69 love session, their heads buried in each others wet pussies. Licking and sucking, each tenderly, then urgently, brought the girl they loved to the peak and then they bungee jumped off the cliff together, landing in that far-away dreamland filled only with fluffy clouds and rainbows and cascading cum-thrills. 

When they were cummed out for the moment, the girls went back outside, retrieved all the discarded bikinis from the pool and hung them to dry. Just for a change from being naked, they even went up to MJ's room and each put on a t-shirt. Once back downstairs, they put some wine to chill, started preparing supper and fixed up the dining room for a nice meal, waiting semi-patiently for their moms to make a reappearance. 

At present, Mary-Jane was in the kitchen cooking and Lisa was puttering in the dining room, setting the table, lighting some candles. She set the table for four but only two ended up using it. 

Mary-Jane called to her, asking if the dining room was ready. Hearing Lisa call, 'ready', she wheeled in, on a small cart, the supper she'd cooked. Complete with 2 small glasses of wine.

"Mary-Jane, honey," Lisa pointed out, "you've only brought two glasses of wine."

Her girlfriend laughed. "Lisa, dear, look around. Do you see our moms anywhere? Do you really think they'll be back down? For a while I thought it was possible they might show up, that's why I cooked so much, but now? I don't think so. If they have even gotten out of the tub, I bet they are in bed for the night. Lisa, I think our moms are in love with each other." 

As she spoke, Mary-Jane was busy filling the plate in front of Lisa and one for herself. She handed her sweetie her glass of wine. The girls clinked their glasses, took an unfamiliar sip of wine then leaned together and had a kiss. 

"Oh yes, MJ," Lisa gushed into her lips, "I believe, too, our mothers are in love. Isn't it wonderful?"

Mary-Jane continued her thought. "Lisa, didn't the state just say two women could get married if they wanted to? Despite the fact they only just met, I think out moms are so in love I wouldn't even be surprised if those two might be getting married. What do you think?"

Lisa laughed. "My mom can't marry your mom, silly! She's already married to my dad!"

It was Mary-Jane's turn to laugh. "Lisa, girl, haven't you ever heard of a divorce? Trust me, I've seen my mom with lots of different women over the years, but I've never seen her act the way she does with your mom. Something is different and I think it is real, true love. My mom doesn't let anything stand in her way when she decides she wants something. She always gets exactly what she wants. If she decides she wants to marry your mom, believe me, she'll find a way to make it happen. You've always told me that your mom and dad don't really get along. Would you object if your mom divorced your dad and married my mom?"

"That actually sounds pretty cool." Lisa said. "If they got married, wouldn't it be great if we could all live here together? Because I love you Mary-Jane. I really do. If we all lived here together I could be like your sister and your lover and maybe, your wife too!" 

Another sip of wine, another kiss. Mary-Jane's eyes twinkled. "My wife?" she chuckled, "Are you asking me to marry you, Lisa?"

Lisa's eyes, usually so sparkling, so full of life and fun, suddenly went sad. "You just said the state now says two women can get married if they want. You think our moms might get married. You think that's cool. But not us? Don't you want to marry me, MJ? Don't you love me?"

Mary-Jane's heart melted. She put down her wine, leaned across the table, took Lisa's hands in hers and gave her another kiss. 

"Of course I love you, Lisa. And of course I'll marry you, sweetheart! But we're only 18. Our moms might think we're a little too young though, don't you think? They might insist we should get our degrees first, maybe. Tell you what. We'll talk to our moms about it in the morning, hon. If we can get them out of bed! But for now, wifey-dear-to-be, I've been slaving over a hot stove cooking this nice supper, so eat!"

Lisa and Mary-Jane enjoyed their candle-lit, intimate dinner with each other, sipping on wine, but just a little. For a pair of teen-agers, each just 18, just recently high school graduates, they both felt older and sophisticated tonight. 

When they had cleaned up their plates, Mary-Jane said to her girlfriend, "Honey, we'll make sure the left-overs are in the fridge, but let's leave packing the dishes in the dishwasher 'til morning. I'm full of food, but you know what?" She gave Lisa a mischievous smile, "I'm still feeling this burning hunger, you sexy thing you. I'm ravenous for you. I'm going to give you one humdinger of a pussy-sucking once we're in our bed. Yes, you heard me. Not my bed. Our bed. If we are engaged now, I really have to give your pussy something extra-special to celebrate, don't I now?"

So the girls cleared the dining room table, took everything to the kitchen on the little cart, got all the left over food stored then came back in the dining room, and went around the room blowing out all the candles that Lisa had lit earlier. 

It started out like a romantic stroll, the girls hand and hand, sharing a kiss with each candle they blew out. But, by the time they were down to the last couple of candles, they were hurrying, even skipping the kiss. Because, by the time the last candle was out, they were each shaking with lust and desire for the other, both desperately horny to get in bed and give each other some lovely cums. They ran up the stairs, right past the door to the other bedroom, ripped off their t-shirts, dived in bed and really went to town on one another. They kissed and fucked and sixty-nined 'til finally they fell asleep, happily contented, in each others arms.

But, unlike their mothers, wherever they were, as they drifted off to sleep, the girls had no anxiety about any reality they might have to face in the morning. To their 18-year-old sensibilities nothing could get in the way of their fluffy clouds and rainbows continuing on forever.

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The next morning, Jackie Warren, in her usual fashion, anxiously awoke with a start. Leastways, her eyes seemed open and she presumed, at first, hazily and rather optimistically, she was awake. She was enormously warm and comfortable but also worried about something. Something was pecking at her. What? 

Oh yeah. She'd been dreaming -- sorry, having a nightmare - about Pete, her husband, and it was probably time to wake him up. Sleepily, her eyes only just open a crack, she reached over to give him his customary poke in the back. But she stopped her hand before she touched him, puzzled. Something wasn't right. There was a lump over there on that side of the bed all right; someone was definitely in the bed beside her. But she didn't think it was Pete. 

Whoever was over there, under the blankets, was covered head to toe and all Jackie could see was a little hair sticking out. But it sure wasn't Pete's hair. There was way too much of it and it was blonde. Not black, like the little bit of hair her husband had left. It seemed more like a woman's hair. What the hell? Why would there be a women in her bed? She didn't sleep with woman. She was a married woman. What the hell was going on around here?

Sleepily, maybe a little dazedly, Jackie looked round the room. With what her eyes took in, it didn't seem like her bedroom. She cast her eyes down. This wasn't her bed. These weren't her blankets or pillow-cases. She shook her head. Was she awake or not? Was she still in a nightmare? If she was indeed awake, where the heck was she?

Jackie's eyes became a little wider open and her head began to clear as she became more awake when she saw the figure under the lump of blankets next to her, stirring. As the figure rolled over in the bed, one arm reaching out for (her?), the blankets came away from the head and Jackie felt a surge of relief, then love, as she saw Roberta Montgomery's lovely face come into view. 

Bobbie's beautiful blue eyes came slowly open and saw Jackie gazing down at her. Her face broke into a glorious smile. 

"Well, good morning, my love," she said. "Did you sleep well?"

Jacqueline Warren's heart almost beat out of her chest. What an instant change in attitude! A moment ago she'd been unsure of where she was. She had been in that hazy state, partly conscious but still partially asleep. She'd been willing herself to finish waking up. Now, seeing Bobbie, she decided if she was indeed still asleep and dreaming that she never wanted to wake up.

Everything came back to her now in a rush. She remembered coming over here yesterday morning and all the events of the day. How she hadn't gone home last night. How she'd stayed right here at Bobbie's house, with her, in her bed. She remembered the beautiful love she and Bobbie had found. The enormous pleasure and cums Bobbie had given her. An unfamiliar, wonderful wave of happiness poured over her. She dove on Bobbie and covered her face in kisses. 

Bobbie hugged her tight, for the moment accepting Jackie's sweet kisses all over her face and neck, enjoying the softness of her lips against her skin. Then she reached up, took her luscious bed-mate's hair in her hands, pulled her lips close and the two woman shared a long, passionate, loving, good morning kiss. Their tongues tangled and licked each others. What a beautiful way to start the day. Very much different to the way Jackie usually began her mornings. 

Yesterday had been a very long day of discovery and sex and the two women had zonked out fairly quickly once their happy heads hit the soft pillows in Bobbie's cozy bed. There had only been time for one more lovely cum for Jackie. 

Once they were out of the tub, cuddled lovingly together in bed, Bobbie had gone down on her once again. She had manually gotten Jackie off in the bathtub, many times, but here, in her soft bed, she could enjoy the fruits of her labors and she savored every last drop of delicious cream that Jackie eagerly gave her.

Jackie had not gone down on Bobbie and she didn't care. She knew this was all new to her and she wasn't about to push the woman. She was deriving enormous pleasure from Jackie's pleasure and she knew everything would come in time. Usually a rather impatient woman when it came to her pleasures, she nevertheless could be a patient woman, sometimes. When she figured something was worth waiting for. 

Tired as the women were, it still took lots more more cuddling and loving good-night kisses before the women had finally drifted off to sleep, holding one another tightly.

Twice in the night, Jackie had woken Bobbie with kisses. She didn't have to say a word. Her hot body, pressed tightly against Bobbie's, did her talking for her and had demanded more love. Love Roberta was only too happy to supply to the beautiful woman sharing her bed.

"Oh, Bobbie," Jackie said, "is it true? Am I really here with you or am I dreaming?"

Bobbie laughed. "Well, if you're dreaming, love, I'm dreaming right along with you. And it's one hell of a dream we're both having, isn't it? But, to answer your question, no, you're not dreaming. You're right here, baby. Where you belong. And I am very happy that you are. Come, give me another kiss, babe."

But, as usual, when Jackie was happy it was short-lived. Right in the middle of a sexy kiss, morning reality washed over Jackie in a rush. Wasn't this typical, she thought. She was never allowed to be happy for very long.

"Oh, Bobbie," she said, pulling back her head, during which process she unglued their lips. "I'm in so much trouble. My husband is going to be looking all over for me. He's gonna kill me!"

Bobbie caressed Jackie's hair, thinking. She narrowed her eyes.

"I couldn't help but notice, dear, that you didn't point out that your husband would be worried about you." she observed.

"That's because he won't be." Jackie said. "He'll just be angry that I'm not there to make his breakfast or anything else he might want me to do."

"Jackie, Jackie, Jackie," Bobbie sighed. "Whatever on earth are you doing with a guy like that? But, relax, woman. Do you think I will ever let anything bad happen to you, now that I've found you?"

"But I have to go home today," Jackie countered. "I should have gone home last night except you had me all flustered enough to be not thinking straight. And Pete will be sitting there in a rage just waiting for me to walk in the door. It'll be terrible. Bobbie, I'm afraid."

"He really will physically assault you?" Bobbie asked, gently.

Ever since they had become intimate yesterday, when holding Jackie in her arms, Bobbie was usually shaking with lust. She was shaking now, but with rage. At just the thought of Jackie being hit by her husband.

"He's never hit me with a closed fist," Jackie said, "But he is big with large hands and he's very strong and he slaps me lots when he's angry and it's very painful. I don't like it!"

"Of course you don't, dear. But don't worry, Pete won't be slapping you today, you can be sure of that. Or ever again, ever. Believe me when I tell you that!"

"How can you say that? You don't know Pete. Yes he will, Bobbie. I don't even have to think about it. I know it."

"Sweetheart," Bobbie said, "Listen to me. I must have been very tired last night when you were crying in the tub. I couldn't think properly. Besides being tired, you, dear, had me all conflubbled. But I have must have been subconsciously thinking about it all night. Whenever you let me sleep, that is. Because, this morning, I have the answer and it is really very easy. Let me ask you one simple question. Do you love me, Jackie?"

"Of course I do."

"Then, you must trust me and listen to me. I love you and you love me. We agree on that, correct? Well, what do people in love do? I'll tell you, gorgeous. They find a way to be together. You, my dear, are staying right here with me, where you belong. You are never going back to that house, ever again. You are moving in here with me. Forever. How does that sound, my love?"

"Of course, it sounds wonderful," Jackie said. "But, I know it can't happen. You probably mean what you say and you make it sound so easy but a smart woman like you must know it's not. What about Lisa, for example? If she goes home and I don't, Pete will just make her tell him where I am and he'll come right over here. You can be sure of that! And I don't know what he might do. I couldn't let that happen. He wouldn't hesitate to hit you too!"

"I'd like to see him try that!" Bobbie exploded. "Although it might be worth a slap or two because I'd have him charged with assault, right quick! Give it up, Jackie. You can think up all the arguments you like. It doesn't matter because I've already made up my mind. You don't stand a chance, woman. I always get what I want. I got you in my bed, didn't I? I wanted you in my bed and, gee, look, wonder of wonders, here you are!"

"But . . . "

Bobbie put a finger over her lips and cut her off. "Hush, woman. Lisa will move in here too. She loves Mary-Jane. Mary-Jane loves her. I love you and you love me. That is all that matters. That is all we need for starters. I have lots of money. We'll hire a moving company and send them to your house with a list you and Lisa make up and they'll get the things you and Lisa want and bring them here. We'll buy you anything else. Your husband can take a long walk off a very short pier."

"Oh, yeah, right," Jackie sighed. "I can just see Pete when a moving truck backs in the driveway."

The women exchanged a kiss. Jackie continued, "You make it all sound so simple, Bobbie. Pete will never stand still for all that. What do you think he'll do? Nothing? Ha! I know him. I've been married to him for 18 years. He'll go nuts, that's what he'll do. And, it's your turn to trust me this time, you don't wanna be anywhere around Pete when he loses it. I've been there! I know of what I speak."

"Tough titty, said the kitty," Bobbie said. "Your husband is going to have nothing to say about all this. And when I'm finished, there'll be nothing he can do. I've got a good lawyer, a lesbian who hates all straight men and husbands in particular. I've got other lawyer friends and some friends that are cops. I've got some other, less savory, men friends also. Tough, unscrupulous men. Believe me, now, woman. They'll handle your husband if nothing else works and he doesn't wanna be reasonable. When they go to your house, the moving men will have some legal document my lawyer will draw up and I'll make sure a cop goes with them or meets them there. We'll get a restraining order on Pete until we get you a divorce. You'll be free of him. And, your husband? We just won't give him a leg to stand on."

Bobbie didn't tell Jackie that 'the friends' of which she spoke were mostly husbands of women she had slept with. She felt it was information she didn't need and could do without. She was even sorry she mentioned handling Pete less-than-legally if legal means didn't get his attention. But what had been said, had been said. The plain and simple fact was that they had help dealing with Pete if they needed it.

"I don't know, Bobbie. Staying here with you, of course, sounds wonderful. Everything you're saying, sounds wonderful. But everything has to be legal. But . . . but . . . "

"I know, love, I know," Bobbie said, interrupting her, stroking her hair. "You don't think we can pull it off or that it'll be that easy. I'm telling you that we can. Didn't I tell you earlier how I always get what I want? And, Jackie, love, I want you here with me!"

Jackie started to say something else and Bobbie silenced her. This time with a kiss. 

"So, it's done. It's settled." she said when she got her tongue back. "Wrap your mind around it, Jackie, dear. Embrace it. This is your home now. This is not my bed, it is our bed. This isn't even my house any more. It is our house. When you get your divorce, I think I'll even marry you. I've had a lotta women, over the years, I'm not embarrassed to say, but I don't want that life anymore, Jackie. I only want you. Forever. I love you."

She pulled Jackie to her, tenderly and tightly, silencing any more of her misgivings with kisses. 

And, of course, kisses led to more kisses. And kisses on lips led to kisses on titties, then on bellies and, the next thing Jackie knew, she was stretched out, legs wide. Bobbie was between them and her all-of-a-sudden very wet pussy was having kisses with Bobbie's busy lips.

Once Bobbie had licked her to a couple nice cums, - she was still amazed at how easily Jackie came, and how powerfully -- she stretched out on top of her and their lips kissed, and their nipples kissed and, expertly, Bobbie maneuvered her cunt so it was snuggled next to Jackie's and their cunts were kissing too.

Sliding her hands underneath, grabbing Jackie's luscious ass in her hot grip, Bobbie pulled her tighter to her and began to give her new girlfriend the moves. She ground her cunt powerfully into Jackie's. Then, drawing back, she lay away from her and scissored their legs and now their pussies were really close and locked lusciously together. Bobbie jiggled and ground into Jackie and their pussy-flaps sweetly tangled. Pure honey was running out of both of them, pooling on the sheets. As they both wiggled and writhed, their clits were rubbing together with maddening, tear-your-hair-out, cum-inducing friction.

Bobbie pushed at Jackie. Jackie learned how to push back at Bobbie. The two women jerked and wiggled their asses on the bed causing their cunts to rub, furiously together. Their pussies grew even more heated and finally they both wailed, as virtually simultaneously, they reached the top. Jerking and squirting juice, they lingered there on the peak for a few moments of absolute ecstasy. Then, they relaxed and collapsed onto the bed, shivery, sugary tingles rippling through them both. 




An Unusual Family Ch. 04



In their own bedroom, their two daughters were still fast asleep. But, then, no longer, as even all the way down the hall, they were woken by the wailing and shrieking as both their mothers each roared though their incredible climaxes.

**********

Bobbie and Jackie were lying in each other arms. Sweating and panting, coming down from their cums, still both being hit with rapid pangs of sugary pleasure, they heard a rap on the bedroom door. 

More persistant rapping. "Is everything all right in there?" the panting women heard their daughter's voices call to them, "Or is someone in there strangling a cat?"

Tiredly, Bobbie and Jackie grinned at each other and kissed, listening to their daughters laughing uproariously, outside their door.

They both smiled and Bobbie chuckled. "I think you were a little loud, my dear. You woke up our darling daughters."

"Me?" Jackie countered, "I hate to tell you, Miss fancy-pants, you were just as loud as me! Maybe, louder!"

Another rap on the door. "Come in girls!" they called in unison. Lisa and MJ entered the room.

"Are you two ever going to get out of that bed?" Lisa and MJ asked, together, petulantly, once in the room. "After all our work, you two missed the nice supper we cooked."

"Sorry 'bout that!" Bobbie laughed. "We were busy. As for your question, are we getting out of bed? I say, maybe, maybe not. But, why don't you two crawl in here with us? We've got some news."

MJ threw Lisa a look that said, 'I knew it!'

They both moved over to the bed, jumped on and, kneeling on the bed beside their respective moms gave each a nice 'good morning' kiss. Anyone observing would have thought, that's so sweet. But if one kept watching, the innocent, mother-daughter kiss between Mary-Jane and Bobbie, quickly turned into a deep, sexy tongue-kiss. Not quite like the average kiss a mom might have with her teen-age daughter. 

Then Mary-Jane decided she wanted to kiss Jackie so she swapped places with Lisa and gave her a peck on her lips. At least, it started out with a peck. But she soon was holding Jackie's head in place, turning up the heat on the kiss and natural-as-could-be, they were wetly tongue-kissing. 

At the same time, Lisa didn't bother starting out with a little peck on the lips with Bobbie. She just wrapped her arms around her neck and the second their lips met, she buried her tongue in MJ's mom's open mouth and burned her lips with a scorching, not-remotely-teen-to-adult type kiss.

"Oh my, Mary-Jane," exclaimed a breathless Bobbie when she finally got Lisa's tongue out of her mouth. "Didn't you satisfy your girlfriend last night? She's hotter than a firecracker. You should have loved her right out, bad girl. You don't ever leave your lover unsatisfied."

Mary-Jane quit kissing her mom's girlfriend for a moment. She laughed. 

"If you think you can fuck out Lisa, mom, go right ahead and try. I swear, she is a fucking machine. A perpetual fucking machine that never quits. Pardon the redundancy. I know perpetual means never stopping or quitting. Anyway, aren't I lucky to have her?"

"Mary-Jane did just fine!" Lisa chimed in proudly, defending her lover. "She gave me so many cums that I lost count. Of course," she added, blushing slightly, "I gave her lotsa cums too."

Jackie was a little flustered at the long tongue-kisses that Mary-Jane had given her after beginning with a simple peck on the lips. And she wondered about the the sexy kisses her daughter and her girlfriend - which is how she thought of Bobbie now, strange as it would have seemed to her only yesterday - were sharing. 

Bobbie, when Lisa had finally released her, could see the questions in Jackie's eyes. Steeling her nerves, she drew in a long breath. Usually she was the full-steam-ahead-let-the-chips-fall-where-they-may type of woman. But she wasn't looking forward to what had to come next. And, even now, she hesitated. She had planned on breaking this news to Jackie last night but the moment had just never seemed right. Now all the kissing this morning had forced the issue. 

"Jackie, dear, there is something else you need to know." she said softly, worriedly. "I hope you can handle it, my love, and it won't change all the plans we've made between you and me, but Lisa and I made love night before last. And Mary-Jane and I. All three of us. Right here in this bed."

Bobbie held her breath. Everything depended now on how Jackie handled this newest rocking of her world. What Jackie said or did next.

For a long moment, which seemed longer to Bobbie, Jackie didn't know how to answer to this newest revelation. She'd thought Pete's slaps were bad. This was enough to give her a headache.

"You and Lisa?" she finally managed. "You and Mary-Jane, your own daughter?"

Sensibly, Lisa and Mary-Jane remained quiet. For the moment at least, minds in sync with their hearts. In silent agreement, they felt this must remain between their moms. Something they had to work out between themselves.

Bobbie and Jackie saw the worried look on each others faces. Very real anxiety that maybe this new information that Jackie had to digest would mean they had just lost each other. After just finding each other. 

Bobbie reached out for her. Jackie put her hand up. "Don't touch me, please, Bobbie! Just give me a minute to think, would'ya?" she pleaded.

But she let her daughter come close. Lisa kissed her mother on the cheek and held her, then leaned her head against her mother's. She now felt she had to say something. To try to ease her mother's fears and try to salvage the situation. She looked at Mary-Jane and her girlfriend nodded.

"Mom," she said, softly. "Please, don't be angry with MJ's mom. Bobbie didn't hurt me or make me do anything I didn't want to do. We were just making love, Mary-Jane and me, and we thought of Ms. Montgomery all alone downstairs and we didn't want her to be lonesome and we kinda tricked her into coming upstairs with us. And we had some fun and some cums. Was that so wrong? We didn't hurt anyone! No one hurt me. We all had fun! Bobbie was just showing MJ and me how two women love each other. It wasn't bad, mom, really it wasn't."

Bobbie thought, silently to herself and held her breath, 'Bless you, Lisa. Thank you, dear.'

Jackie lay back and tried to marshal her thoughts. With great difficulty. Because her mind was swirling and churning. This was another long, torturous moment for Bobbie. Jackie had her arm around Lisa and she thought about how much she had come to love Roberta Montgomery. She thought about how warm and safe she felt here. She thought about the incredible pleasure Bobbie had given her, pleasure such as she had never, ever known before. 

And what about all the plans they had just made, she asked herself. She compared her feelings, waking up here in bed with Bobbie this morning, to her unhappiness coming back to life every morning in bed with her husband. 

Rather than Pete's surliness, maybe a slap if he woke up angry about something, she had instead been greeted this morning with a cheery, 'good morning, my love' and warm kisses. Instead of arguing and fighting with Pete as she did every day 'til he left for work and all day on week-ends, she knew she could look forward to a lovely day of whatever they decided, with Bobbie. 

She asked herself, how could she be angry that Bobbie had given her daughter that same pleasure she had given her? How could she deny her daughter the pleasure that she was planning, from now on, to not ever deny herself? 

And Bobbie and Mary-Jane? Sure it was frowned on by society, but was what they had done really that bad? She reminded herself that she and Lisa had kissed last night. Something more than mother/daughter kisses. And they'd had sex right beside one another. Who, she asked herself, had Bobbie and Mary-Jane hurt? 

All the questions she asked herself were in reality, rhetorical, the answers obvious. The logic impeccable and inescapable. 

Jackie closed her eyes and made the fateful decision that none of it mattered. She wasn't going to let it matter. She realized that she had a chance here, for the first time, for the first real, true happiness in her life. Was she going to let a little thing like incest be a barrier to that happiness? Relaxing, reaching up, her searching hands finding the woman she loved, she pulled Bobbie's head down to her, for a very sweet kiss. 

Bobbie eagerly kissed her back and sighed with enormous relief. Another hurdle overcome. Maybe the biggest one. But, still, she thought, they had one more.

Pete.

Despite all her tough talk, Bobbie wasn't stupid. She knew Pete had the potential, lots of it, to cause them problems. But, she also hadn't been lying to Jackie. She knew there were ways to deal with Pete. Both legally and some, but only as a last resort, not so legal.

"By the way," Mary-Jane interjected into the proceedings. Little change of subject couldn't hurt, she thought. "Just in case you're interested, Lisa and I are engaged. We are going to get married."

Bobbie and Jackie glanced at each other. "Well, that is something we need to talk about," Bobbie told the girls. "Everything is moving very quickly around here. We've all got a lot to discuss and I want you girls to be on board with what we have planned. I'm sure it'll be fine with you, MJ. It's Lisa that has to be cool with it. For one thing, Jackie and I are sort of engaged now too, you might say." 

Lisa and Mary-Jane grinned at each other, triumphantly. 

Bobbie continued. "So what do you two girls think about Jackie and Lisa moving in here? As of right now, today."

Lisa grinned first, then frowned, as, for probably the first time, she considered all the implications. She certainly hadn't thought it all the way through last night.

"You mean never go home again? I mentioned to Mary-Jane last night I thought it would be so cool if we could all live here together. Up-front, I love the idea. But what about daddy?"

Jackie hugged her daughter. Even though she knew her daughter and her father weren't remotely close, she also knew Lisa loved him and it was typical of Lisa to think of her dad before herself. 

"Yes, dear," she asked her daughter. "What about your daddy? What do you think, darling? You know that your dad and I don't get along too well any more. If we ever did, ever. And I do love Bobbie. I'm sorry if it's hard for you to hear it, baby, but I have to say it. I love Bobbie much more than your father. And you know, don't you, that your dad doesn't really love me."

"I'm not stupid, mom," Lisa said. "I do know all of that and have for a long time. I know you haven't been happy, mom." 

"But what do you think, Lisa, sweetie?" Bobbie asked. "Do you need some time to think more about it?"

Lisa smiled. "I think, no I don't have to even think about it any longer. I want to stay here with Mary-Jane. And you and mom. Daddy isn't mean to me but he hardly ever bothers to talk to me and I know he is awful to you, mom. I don't blame you for wanting to stay here with Bobbie. She's wonderful. But what if daddy says no?"

Bobbie leaned over and gave Lisa a kiss on the cheek. "Sweetie, we aren't going to give your dad any choice. He has been mean to your mom for the last fuckin' time!" 

Bobbie rarely swore. In fact, it took a lot to make her cuss, but, without even meeting him she had come to hate Jackie's husband. 

"And what do you think, Mary-Jane?" Jackie asked. "You've been kinda quiet, dear."

Bobbie really laughed. "Yeah, darling daughter. I've never known you to be so quiet about anything! You haven't said anything for several minutes now. Very unusual for you, dear."

Mary-Jane chuckled. "How's this for an answer?" 

Her answer consisted of pulling Lisa down beside her, rolling on top of her and giving her kisses. But she didn't stop there. She undid the pajama top Lisa was wearing, baring her titties. She filled her hands with her girlfriend's boobs, pushed them up and cuddled them close, rubbing them together. Covering them with kisses and giving each of the fat, pink nipples a good sucking. Treating Lisa's round, smooth aureola to lots of licks. She trailed a line of kisses down her flat, heaving belly. She paused to swirl her tongue in Lisa's cute little belly-button, looked up at her mother and Lisa's mom and made her announcement.

"Do I have to really say it out loud? I love the idea! I love Lisa, Lisa loves me and Lisa and I are staying together. That's all there is to it. I told you before, we are getting married. Now, if you all will excuse me, I have some work to do, ladies." She sighed. "A wife's work is never done, you know!"

Bobbie and Jackie laughed at Mary-Jane's clowning and watched for a moment as she pulled off Lisa's pajama bottoms and proceeded to bury her face in her girlfriend's soaking pussy. In a moment, she had her Lisa wriggling her gorgeous bum all over the bed. Mary-Jane sailed her into her first cum of the day.

Actually, to be perfectly technical, Jackie and Bobbie never saw Lisa cum. They only heard her. It was impossible not to hear Lisa enjoy her cum because she did her best to let the whole world know about it. 

The reason, of course, they didn't get to see Lisa cum was because, by then, Bobbie's head was deliciously between Jackie's thighs. As Bobbie's daughter got her girlfriend squealing and wriggling with her cum, Bobbie's expert cunt-eating skills had her new girlfriend's eyes rolling in her head and screaming in ecstasy though a magnificent orgasm of her own. Just as the night before, beside the pool, the two Montgomery women, had the two Warren women, side by side, shrieking and wailing! 

The four women had truly sealed the deal on their new living arrangements and their two engagements, with wonderful sex and cums.

When they were finished with their beautiful morning sex, they cuddled and kissed in the comfy bed. Then, they used the beautiful big bathroom again. They all showered together, dried each other off and even put some clothes on before they headed downstairs. Bobbie and Jackie were famished, having missed supper the night before in favor of love and sex. Their girls told them to go and sit by the pool and they'd make breakfast and bring it out to them.

They found their purses, containing their cell phones. Once they were seated by the pool, Jackie said she was gonna be brave and check messages. 

"Time to face the music," she said. "Bobbie, I'm sure not looking forward to this. Pete's probably furious right now, looking for me. Today we need to figure out the details of what we are going to do. Without letting him know where I am, it's only decent that I let Pete know I'm OK."

Bobbie really couldn't have cared less about being decent to, what she thought of as the slime called Pete. But she had to let Jackie have some latitude.

"Of course, baby, we will," Bobbie assured her. "We'll do anything you want. We just have to be careful. See if he's left you any message, hon." 

In her own head, Bobbie was already planning the calls she would make.

The disembodied voice on Jackie's phone informed her she didn't have one message. She had 20. She sighed. She checked. All from Pete. 'Oh, oh,' she thought, worrying.

Once Jackie had told Bobbie about all the messages, when she noticed, just for a moment that Jackie wasn't paying any particular attention, Bobbie reached out quickly and wrestled the phone from her hand. 

"You know what, dear?" she said. "You don't need that. Get angry with me, if you must. But, it seems to me that listening to even one of those messages serves no useful purpose except to get you upset. Just sit there, relax, remember our plans and our love. Let me make my phone calls. We'll deal with Pete in a moment."

Jackie had a quick flash of anger at Bobbie for grabbing her phone away from her but quickly she realized that her new girlfriend was right. She didn't have to listen to those messages to know what they contained. Right from the very first one there would be no curiosity about why she wasn't at home or answering her cell. No wondering if she was OK. There would be only anger from Pete that she wasn't available because he wanted her to be available. She could only imagine the anger and the language in the following 19 messages. 

The first call Bobbie made was to her lawyer. It was Sunday, but Bobbie and her lawyer had been lovers in the past and were still occasionally bed-mates, so she knew she was welcome to call her at her home. Bobbie sometimes wondered what she admired most about Ms. Jeanette McDonnell Esq. Her considerable skills as a lawyer and enviable record of successful litigations? Or her equally considerable bedroom skills and wonderful record of successful seductions. Just for the briefest second, Bobbie knew she was going to miss their occasional trysts because Bobbie had already decided she'd never cheat on Jackie.

Then her brain had a deliciously, naughty thought. What about a three-some with her new love and her lawyer? That could be fun, she mused.

Her call was answered on about the 10th ring. She had caught her very sexy lawyer still in bed, her PA between her legs giving her boss a beautiful Sunday morning. Jeanette told Bobbie that her new PA was becoming such an expert at her job that Bobbie was very lucky that she had answered the phone at all. She apologized in advance for not being available if Bobbie was calling to book some bedroom-time and asked what she needed.

Bobbie, listening to occasional gasps and moans from her lawyer, hoping she was listening well enough, explained to her about Jackie and told her about the plans she and her new girlfriend had made. She explained the situation between Jackie and her husband. She told her that she'd never met Pete but that Jackie was clearly afraid of him.

"You probably know better than we do what we need from you, Jeanette, dear. We just think we need everything on record and want some legal papers served on her husband, outlining Jackie's intention to get a divorce. She has plenty of grounds. Irreconcilable differences. Mental and physical cruelty. Adultery. Take your pick. And we'll need a restraining order, won't we, in case he finds out where Jackie is living. Her daughter Lisa is 18 so I don't think there is a question of anything silly like a custody battle. Legally, Lisa can live wherever she likes, correct? Jackie is not seeking alimony or anything. She just wants out of the marriage. Listen to me. Telling you what we need when you know that way better than we do." 

Bobbie rattled this all off, looking at Jackie and the woman on the other lounge chair kept nodding her head.

Jeanette McDonnell assured Bobbie that she and her PA would, in an hour or so -- chuckle - spend at least part of that Sunday drawing up a series of legal documents and Pete would be served that very day, if he could be located. And that she would file the documents with the court first thing in the morning, which was Monday.

She then asked if Pete knew where his wife and daughter were staying and whether he knew where Bobbie's house was, just in case he found that out.

The quick answer to both those questions was, no.

"Well then, lover, I mean, client," Jeanette told Bobbie. "Can I get back to finish what I was just about to finish? If I didn't love you so much, I'd be angry at your interruption. If you weren't in love now with someone else, I'd invite you over. But, rest assured, we'll draw up all the papers today. That is, once my PA's tongue gets a rest. I might need her to lick an envelope or a stamp. I don't care if it is Sunday. I have templates for all the papers we'll need on file in the computer. It really won't take long. All we really have to do is insert the names and print them out. I'll need all the names, official full names, first, last and middle, Pete's, Jackie's and Lisa's. Then, we'll have these papers served on this Pete, if he is at home or he'll be served at his work tomorrow. And the documents will be filed with the court tomorrow morning, you can be sure.




An Unusual Family Ch. 04



"In the meantime though, dear, from everything you've told me about this Pete, I want you to be very careful. According to you, he doesn't know his wife is with you and, even if he did, he has no idea where you live. That's correct, right? But, still, you need to be careful. You want to keep it that way. So, your friend, Jackie, needs to keep a low profile. She should just stay at your house, out of sight, because this is not a big town. Word gets around, quickly. 

"If this Pete is worried about her at all, he'll probably be phoning the cops about her whereabouts but I wouldn't worry about that. I'll make sure they are notified as to the situation. Once everything is on record, I don't think you need to worry about them. What am I telling you all this for? You've still got that network of cop's wives that you sleep with, don't you? You can probably keep up with anything the cops are doing as well as I can!"

Bobbie laughed and thanked her lawyer immensely.

She handed the phone to Jackie and she gave Jeanette all the full names she needed.

When Jackie closed off the call with the lawyer, Bobbie spent a few minutes going over everything with Jackie, filling her in on everything her lawyer had told her.

"Everything is going beautifully," she said. "Everything is gonna be all right, love. Sure, Pete is probably very angry right now. You know him better than anyone but, to me, it is a sign of his character that he is angry right now with you, rather than being very concerned about you. What's keeping those girls with breakfast? I'm starved. Jackie, why don't you go see what is taking them so long. Knowing those two, they might have gone back to bed for sex and are leaving us out here to starve."

Bobbie didn't really care about any of that. She just needed Jackie away from her for a few minutes. 

Without saying a word, Jackie got up and went in the house. Bobbie admiring her body and its delicious wiggle, all the way.

Then Bobbie made a couple more quick phone calls. Phone calls she didn't want Jackie to hear.

**********

Everything at the Montgomery household went along splendidly for the next few days. The women were happy. They spent every day in wonderful harmony. Eating, sleeping, swimming, making love. For the first couple of days, Jackie was very nervous, expecting Pete to show up at the door any minute. But he didn't.

So far, amongst all the sexual shenanigans, Jackie would only have sex with Bobbie. And that only consisted of enjoying rubbing their pussies together or Bobbie going down on her and she often gave Bobbie cums manually. 

But she had accepted anything and everything her daughter and Bobbie and Mary-Jane wanted to do with each other. Often, when the four women were in the same bed together, after Bobbie had eaten her pussy 'til she was turned inside-out and side-ways, she loved to just lay and watch the three women she loved have play-time amongst themselves.

In the spirit of fun, she often acted as master-of-ceremonies in bed, once she had relegated herself to the sidelines. Keeping track of whose turn it was to go down on whom. Or choreographing a 3-woman daisy-chain. 

While the other women, of course, let it be known that they were disappointed that she wasn't joining in and told her over and over that they couldn't wait 'til she did, they all agreed not to push Jackie. It had to be her decision, Bobbie felt. There was no real hurry, after all, Bobbie reasoned. They had a whole life-time ahead of them. 

Meanwhile, it was enormous fun just having Jackie in bed with them and the formally repressed woman turned out to have a wicked imagination when arranging the other three women's bodies. Both for their fun and her own maximum viewing pleasure. 

Ms. Jeanette McDonnell called to inform them that all kinds of legal papers had been served on Pete, without incident and that they'd all been filed with the court. All the processes were proceeding. Bobbie's lawyer said Jackie could go or send someone to her house, while Pete was a work, preferably, and take whatever she wanted.

Then, one quiet morning when they were sitting by the pool, waiting for the girls to bring them breakfast, Jackie checked her cell phone that Bobbie had given back to her after erasing all Pete's messages. 

Before she had deleted them, Bobbie had persuaded Jackie to give her the password and had listened to a couple. Hearing Pete's raging only stiffened Bobbie's resolve that she and Jackie were doing the exact right thing. That she had not been wrong in arranging a contingency plan. 

This particular morning, when she checked, Jackie had a message. And it wasn't from Pete.

"I've got a message, dear." she told Bobbie. "From some number I don't recognize."

"Do you know Pete's work number? Are you sure it's not it? I don't want you listening to anything your soon-to-be-ex-husband has to say. So as long as you think it isn't from him, go ahead and check it out, dear."

Jackie never resented Bobbie taking charge of almost every situation, making decisions for her. She wasn't used to thinking much for herself because for the last 18 years, every time she had done that, it had pissed off Pete and she probably had gotten slapped.

She listened to her message, turned to Bobbie and said, "Jesus, Bobbie. That message was from the cops. They didn't really say anything. They just said to call a certain number and ask for a detective Jake Hopkins. What do you suppose is going on?"

Bobbie took Jackie's hand. "There is only one way to find out, dear. Dial the number and talk to this Jake guy. You told me your husband likes to drink. Maybe he got into a fight. Maybe he wrecked some bar. Maybe he is in jail. Wouldn't that be nice? We could let him rot there, like, forever!"

Summoning her courage, and keeping hold of Bobbie's hand, with her other hand, Jackie punched the numbers contained in her voice mail and after navigating a complicated menu system, when she reached an actual person she asked for Detective Hopkins. 

When the detective answered she said, "This is Jacqueline Warren, returning your call." 

She listened intently, saying nothing. Bobbie saw the color drain from Jackie's face. She saw her knuckles whiten as she gripped the cell phone and felt her other hand squeezing her own so tightly it was beginning to hurt. Without uttering a word, Jackie's hand containing the cell phone, dropped to her lap.

Bobbie was alarmed. Reaching over from her own chair, she took the phone from Jackie's hand. She saw she had disconnected the call. She put her arm around her. 

"What's wrong, Jackie? Please, tell me what's wrong, love!"

Jackie looked dumbly up at Bobbie, her face and her voice totally lacking all expression. 

"Pete's dead," was all she said.



An Unusual Family Ch. 05



Note: As I've submitted each chapter of my story, I have wrestled with the decision whether to submit it under the Lesbian Sex category or the Incest/Taboo category. Some chapters contain little or no sex between Mary-Jane and her mom and Lisa and her mom haven't even had sex yet, so, for those chapters, I used the Lesbian Sex category. Literotica gives you only one choice. That's not a complaint, just a fact.

However, I received some feedback recently, where someone was offended that I used the wrong category. And, I mean, really offended. Not really sure what the big deal is. Incest or no, the story contains only sex between women. I could understand it more, I think, if a story in the Lesbian Sex category contained all kinds of sex with men. But maybe, being as dumb as I am, I am missing something.

So, in the hopes of not offending anyone else, starting with this one, all future chapters of 'An Unusual Family' will all be posted under the Incest/Taboo category. Some future chapters contain no or little incest at all, so, perhaps, I'll be taken to task by those incest lovers who think I've sullied their category by not providing enough incest. 

However, now that we are well into the story, about these 4 women and their lives together, and incest is definitely practiced in their home, probably all future chapters belong in Incest/Taboo anyway, even if no actual incest takes place in any individual chapter.

I hope, perhaps, you can understand, though maybe not, why I had trouble picking a category for any particular chapter.

A sincere apology to those those of whom I've offended/annoyed/out-right pissed off, by maybe selecting the wrong category.

And, another note: Chapter 4, which as I type this, just got posted in the category Lesbian Sex, was submitted before I received the feedback alerting me to my goof.

All that said, I do hope some of you, at least, enjoy Chapter 5.

As some of you may recall, the women have just received the news that Jackie's husband Pete is dead.

**********

Even though she had never met Jackie's husband, Pete, Bobbie was a little taken aback by the news he was dead. It took her a moment to wrap her mind around the fact. A million questions were swirling in her mind, but she realized, at this point, Jackie couldn't answer them.

Faintly, the sound of clinking dishes reached Bobbie's ear. She knew the girls were on their way out to the pool, pushing the little cart, covered with their breakfast. She shook her head and called out to them. 

"Mary-Jane! You and Lisa stay in the house for a while. We need some privacy out here. I'll call you when it's OK to come out. Go ahead and have your breakfast."

Lisa and Mary-Jane stopped in their tracks. 'What do you suppose that is all about?' they asked each other.

Mary-Jane laughed. "If ours was a regular household, I'd say that our moms want to have some sex out there. But in our special family that doesn't matter because we all have sex together! So it must be something else. They'll tell us soon, I'm sure. Let's take this back to the kitchen and eat. I'm starving, Lisa. You and your pussy really gave me a work-out this morning."

The girls did not take offense to not being wanted, at this particular moment in time. They simply shrugged and kissed and took the breakfast cart back to the kitchen. Mary-Jane never questioned her mother and she realized that if she didn't want them outside, that she had a good reason. And she knew that they would be told everything, when her mom was ready to tell them. 

Outside, Bobbie wasn't having much luck getting any more words out of Jackie. She put her hand over her new lover's chest and could feel her heart beating furiously. She was worried. But, even though she was very pale, Jackie seemed in no immediate danger of passing out or anything so she looked at Jackie's phone that she had taken from her, took a long breath and pushed the right button to re-dial the last number that had been called.

She finally got Detective Hopkins and when he came on the phone, to simplify matters, she identified herself as Jackie Warren's sister. She said her sister was in shock, she couldn't get anything out of her and could Detective Hopkins please tell her what the hell was going on.

"There's been an accident." he told her. "At least, right now, it looks like an accident. Pete Warren drove his truck last night right into a metal light pole. We think he'd been drinking. There is a lot to investigate, but as a result, Mrs. Warren's husband was thrown right through the windshield, out onto the pavement. He must have been going very fast and I guess he figured the seat-belt law didn't apply to him. Then, would you believe it? As his body lay there, he was run over by a semi, a Kenworth. The driver is very shook up. As a result of all this, Pete Warren is very, very dead. I'm really sorry to have to tell you this. My condolences to your sister and tell her I hope she's OK."

Bobbie was a little numb at this news herself, despite never having met Pete. And she certainly did not like anything she had heard about him. But she was still Bobbie. Her voice got very cold. 

"Detective, don't you think such news should have been delivered to my sister in a more sympathetic manner than over the phone? Is it official police policy in this town to just phone women up and tell them their husband is dead? I'll tend to my sister, you needn't concern yourself. Your concern has been so wonderful up 'til now that I'm not sure she can handle any more of your concern.

"But, just for the record, detective, my sister and Pete were going to get a divorce. She had a restraining order against him that should be on file with you people. Yes, of course, she is still upset. But I think she'll be fine. I'll give you my home number here and my cell number also because, of course, she will stay here with me for a while. I'm sure you'll need her for things and there'll be formalities she'll have to do. Call anytime, when you need us. But, ask for me detective, Roberta, no matter who answers the phone. Understand? Remember, do not call my sister's number again. Only mine. And only ask for me if I'm not the one to answer. Are you listening to me, detective?"

"There's a little matter of identifying the body, ma'am," detective Hopkins said. "When do you think your sister will feel up to that? You could bring her down and be with her."

"I'm sure that's possible, detective. Perhaps tomorrow morning? I'm sure when I get some warm tea into my sister or maybe a drink and talk with her she'll be OK. I'll get back to you about a time."

With that, Bobbie disconnected the call. She saw that Jackie had recovered, somewhat.

"Is it true, Bobbie? I can't believe it. Is it true? Is Pete dead? Or am I dreaming?"

Bobbie hugged her. "No, sweetheart, you are not dreaming. Pete is gone. He crashed his truck, was lying on the road and if he was alive then, which, I take it, the cops are still debating, he wasn't much longer because he then was run over by a trucker. I feel sorry for the Kenworth driver and I'd like to buy him a drink. I hope he can get the slime off his tires. I'll pay to clean them for him. Maybe I'll go to hell for saying it, and I sure hope you don't hate me for saying it, but Pete, along with the light pole and the Kenworth, have done us a huge favor." She hugged Jackie tighter.

Jackie buried her head on Bobbie's breasts. She thought she should cry for Pete but, after all the tears Pete had caused her to spill over the years, now, the tears just wouldn't come. She was ashamed of it, but all she felt was relief. 

She knew Bobbie was exactly right about Pete's death really being a favor to the women. Over the course of the morning, she and Bobbie had been planning their new life together. Despite Bobbie's reassurances, Jackie knew Pete would always have been a problem, an obstacle to their happiness. He would have contested any divorce, made it as long and dirty as he could. Leaving her with nothing if he could arrange it. Despite the fact that their daughter was 18, legally an adult, just for spite, Pete probably would have tried to prove to the court that Jackie was an unfit mother. Glumly, Jackie realized that her current life-style, only one day old, but she certainly planned for it to continue, living with a woman and her daughter that practiced incest, would probably would be frowned on by the court and she certainly wouldn't have wanted it to become public. 

Not that anyone knew, of course. But Pete could have hired a PI or something, she supposed, and there were always ways of finding things out. Gossip in a small town always spread like wild-fire. 

With great effort, she almost, but not quite, managed a smile. She knew she had a tough few days ahead, for sure and she certainly wasn't looking forward to telling Lisa about this, but Pete had finally done something nice for her. He'd conveniently been killed and that cleared the decks for Jackie's new life with the incredible woman that was currently holding her, comforting her, snuggling her close to her breasts. Jackie was ashamed of her thoughts along these lines but she buried her head deeper in Bobbie's bosom.

Then, she raised her head to look at Bobbie. "Kiss me, please, Bobbie. Hold me tight. Promise me you'll never let me go!"

Bobbie didn't have to say a word.

The two women's eyes locked with love and then their lips met. The kiss they shared at that moment, while not sexual, was maybe the sweetest, most intimate kiss they'd had yet.

**********

It was now a month later. In a lot of ways it had been a very tough 30 days.

But the women had faced it together, leaning on each other, depending on one another. Lisa was probably the most affected. Pete was her dad, even if he had never given his daughter much attention or love. He just wasn't that type of guy. Jackie, not able to cry for Pete, still felt guilty somewhat, although, when questioned by Bobbie, she had a hard time explaining what she felt guilty about. 

Bobbie had hated Pete with a white-hot hate, despite the fact she had never met him, simply because he had mistreated Jackie. The outline of her life with Pete, that Jackie had related to her, through a veil of tears, on the first night of their togetherness, had been enough for Bobbie. 

Her very logical argument, which she pointed out to Jackie as sympathetically as she could, was that it wouldn't have possibly mattered whether she had been having cums in Bobbie's bed, which is where she had been, or sitting at home, alone, waiting for Pete to come home from some other woman's bed. Pete would have ended up just as dead.

Probably the worst moment, except for possibly the identifying of Pete's body, was the first morning the women had learned of Pete's accident, when, instead of having a loving family-type breakfast as planned, Jackie, with Bobbie by her side, had to go in the house and tell her daughter that her daddy was dead.

It certainly wasn't the most pleasant moment in the history of the world but with Bobbie holding Jackie closely and Mary-Jane's arms tight around Lisa, the four women had gotten through it, together. The key word, of course, being, together. Lisa had shed some tears, lovingly kissed away by Mary-Jane. MJ loved her own father, but she knew Lisa's sperm donor of a dad had never really been a father to her. Mary-Jane loved Lisa and she knew when the love of her young life was hurting. 

Jackie kept trying to feel something but had no tears for Pete. Bobbie, who would have gladly driven the Kenworth over Pete herself, if only she knew how to shift a 13-speed, just kept silent for the most part and let everyone digest the information.

Her main thought was that, Pete, could never, ever bother Jackie or Lisa or this newly-formed, loving, little family. The one cloud on the horizon of their happiness had been removed. So, they'd made it through a few bad days, what with all that comes with a death. Such as, the quick, inexpensive funeral and cremation. When the funeral home director asked Bobbie and Jackie when they were picking up Pete's ashes, Bobbie answered first. 

"To hell with that. Flush them down the toilet!"

Jackie had spoken up and given the number of Pete's sister and suggested that she be called and see if she wanted the ashes. Jackie did not want them, that was for sure, and she rarely disagreed with any of Bobbie's decisions, but, this time, something inside her told her they should go somewhere besides down the toilet. Despite all Pete's cruelty to her, she couldn't bring herself to hate Pete as much as Bobbie did. It just wasn't in her nature.

To observe protocol, Bobbie had refrained from throwing a party to celebrate Pete's, to her, very-much-welcomed exit from the world. She stood by Jackie's side all through all the, in her opinion, crap that Jackie had to do to satisfy society and Pete's sister. After the last day of this shit, they thought at least, concerning Pete, Bobbie and Jackie had lain in bed, hugging each other and Bobbie tenderly kissed the woman she loved more than anything in the world, except Mary-Jane. 

"Sweetheart, now that all that shit is over, I hope the news I have will sound wonderful to you. I've got a justice of the peace coming over here tomorrow. We are going to stand by the pool, where we had our first kiss, our first sex, and get married. You are going to be my wife and I am going to be yours. And I talked to this woman. She says Lisa and Mary-Jane can stand beside us and get married also. The girls and I and my lawyer, Jeanette, have done all the work and got the licenses and such. What do you think of that, my love?"

Jackie had never been so happy in all her 34 years. She'd always known they had loved her, but she'd had religious, stern and unforgiving parents who were devoted to some Bible-spouting preacher's dogma that had over-ridden their good sense and love for their daughter. That is what had resulted in almost 19 years of Jackie's nightmare marriage to the now dead Pete. Jackie was determined that would never happen to Lisa. If Lisa wanted to marry Mary-Jane, Jackie's attitude was, 'let the kids go for it.' Let the young girls have their happiness. If, Jackie thought, as the years went by, they grew apart and maybe, as they grew up a little older, they met other girls they loved, or even, who knew, a guy, well, with her help and Bobbie's, their girls could deal with anything. Hadn't they already?

So, one beautiful Saturday afternoon, Bobbie and Jackie along with their daughters, Lisa and Mary-Jane, stood holding hands by the pool. Josephine Smith, justice-of-the-peace for the county, who just happened to be a lesbian herself, read off some legal mumbo-jumbo. The happy women, one at a time, recited some sentimental words they had written to the one they loved. They exchanged some rings they had purchased and then Ms. Smith pronounced the two couples, wife and wife.

The Montgomery/Warren part of the ceremony, - no one knew really, what to call themselves after this - were wearing only bikinis and when justice Smith pronounced them all married they all dived in the pool and had group hugs and kisses. They invited Ms. Smith to join them and with all the sexy girlie flesh on display, she felt her panties creaming and she really wanted to, but Ms. Smith reluctantly declined. She had some other stuffy function to preside over and as lovely as the thought of joining this happy group for fun and games was, she properly thought that their first love session after their weddings should be a private affair. 

So, the newly married couples told Josephine that she was welcome anytime, no matter which combination of members of this family were home and watched her leave. That was the signal for all the bikinis to be removed. Once again the surface of the pool was dotted with floating bikini pieces and I have to tell you all, I'm willing to bet that none of you have been to a wedding reception like the one that took place around the pool that afternoon. 

For a time, the four women just frolicked naked in the pool, talking, laughing and just generally goofing around. Bobbie had placed an ice-bucket with a bottle of champagne and some glasses beside the pool so, periodically, the women all took a sip and toasted to their happiness and future. There were lots of hugs and kisses and when they were all so horny they were about to burst, they emerged from the pool and right there on chaise lounge chair cushions tossed on the pool-side, they had a sexual free-for-all. 

The newly married couples consummated their love first. Bobbie went down on Jackie and used her lips and tongue on her new wife's pussy exactly the way she knew drove Jackie up Pleasure Mountain, to that sweet spot on the peak, over-looking paradise, where her love was flowing copiously from her pussy and filling Bobbie's greedy, sucking mouth. 

Beside them, Mary-Jane pleasured her new wife also. Lisa, always a loud cummer, filled the air around the pool with her squeals, shrieks and whines. Lisa came so hard, jerked around so furiously, that she rolled both her and Mary-Jane off the soft mattress onto the hard patio stones surrounding the pool.

Then it was time to switch everything up and Lisa's head bee-lined for MJ's hot box. 

Bobbie stretched her gorgeous form out on the cushions and her new wife proceeded to go down on her for the very first time. She'd been saving it for a loving wedding gift to her beloved Bobbie. They'd been together for a while now but, since the first, being new to all this, Jackie had been very tentative and shy about trying to go down on her. Embarrassed, because she really wasn't sure what to do or whether she could make her girlfriend feel the pleasure Bobbie made her feel. Terrified, because she had no idea if she would even enjoy it. 

Bobbie loved Jackie so much that she hadn't pushed her. Wisely, she knew Jackie would get around to her pussy in good time and she could wait. It wasn't as if she was doing without. Jackie masturbated her to cums often and usually when she was giving her girlfriend a good pussy-licking, her hands were busy at her own twat, giving herself thrills. And sometimes Mary-Jane, or Lisa, or the two girls together, kept Bobbie's hot pussy plenty happy. 

So Bobbie had felt she could wait for Jackie and, today, to her heartfelt joy, the waiting was over. Let me tell you all, the love that she felt at this special moment when her new wife went down on her for the first time, was indescribable. Bobbie realized that her new wife must have planned this specially for their special day. She hugged Jackie's head to her cunt and cried her name, over and over, telling her how much she loved her. 

Far from needing to be embarrassed, Jackie did a wonderful, bang-up job with her first pussy-licking and gave her new wife one incredible cum. And she didn't stop there. Once Bobbie had exploded in one massive, spine-tingling climax, she kept right on licking and sucking some more and sailed Bobbie straight into another massive orgasm even sweeter than the first. Jackie had been really nervous, never having gone down on a woman before, that she might not even like licking pussy, and she was right. She didn't like it. She damn well loved it.

There was another wonderful moment that afternoon. That happened when Bobbie and Mary-Jane were locked in a beautiful 69, mother and daughter, loving and licking the super hot, wet pussy of the other. Jackie and Lisa, kissing and observing, could clearly hear the slurping, sucking noises as thrills ripped through the bodies of their eager wives as they loved each other. Generous amounts of sticky pussy-cream being sucked into thirsty, busy mouths. 

Jackie and Lisa had kissed before, sexual-type kisses and they did so now, but their mother-daughter love had never gone any further. That is, 'til now. Watching their new wives fucking each other had both of them so hot that the blistering heat of the afternoon sun shining down on their naked bodies seemed cool by comparison. 




An Unusual Family Ch. 05



Lisa slid her lips from her mom's mouth, down her neck, snuggled her mom's soft tits in her eager hands and brought them up to meet her lips sliding down. 

Jackie held Lisa's head to her tits like she had when she was a baby. When her mother's nipples were standing out pointy hard and glistening with her saliva, Lisa resumed sliding her lips down her mom's smooth, flat belly, lower, lower, lower, until she was kissing her delectable thighs and was face to face, for the first time, with Jackie's throbbing, drooling pussy. With a cry of pleasure, she plastered her face into one very wet crotch and proceeded with an urgent, needy pussy-eating of her mom. 

It took only a moment for Jackie to spasm and feed her daughter quite a generous helping of creamy cunt-honey. Soon, her body tingling with thrills, Jackie twisted her body around and had her first taste of her daughter's hot pussy. She found the taste different from Bobbie's, but just as intoxicating. 

So the two pairs of mothers and daughters were sixty-nining to beat the band, side by side, at poolside. Tell me that you've ever been to a wedding quite like this.

That beautiful day was a while ago now. Life settled down a little. Bobbie and Jackie still had lots of work to do, paper-work-wise to top off getting rid of Pete. For one thing, they had to cash in his life insurance. As Bobbie had observed, 'Lucky the dumb bastard had bothered to have any.' That was a nice nest-egg of money. 

Turned out he also had some stock and bonds he'd never bothered to tell Jackie about and she cashed in some and had the rest, with Jeanette's help, legally transferred into Lisa's name. She'd leave them there for her future. The house, in which Jackie had spent so many happy moments with Lisa, but so many sad hours alone or with Pete, was sold and that added to Jackie's growing bank account. A moving van brought from her old house the few things she wanted to keep, over to her new home with Bobbie. 

Jackie hadn't wanted much. The rest of her and Lisa's clothes, a few keepsakes from her parents, who had died last year. An sewing machine that had been her great-grandmother's.

Bobbie had suggested bringing things like wedding albums and any pictures with Pete in them and the women could apply for a permit, get drunk and have a big bonfire in the backyard, where Bobbie had a fire-pit. 

"Wouldn't if be fun, tossing everything to do with that bastard onto the fire?" she asked Jackie. 

Despite all his cruelty, Jackie had never been able to bring herself to hate Pete quite like Bobbie did. So that plan got squelched. Jackie did not, however, have any problem throwing the wedding album in the garbage. Everything got taken care of and soon everything was settled. Life in the Montgomery/Warren household began to normalize into daily routines.

What was never routine was bed-time. Most nights, of course, Bobbie and Jackie would just go to bed in their room and Mary-Jane and Lisa in theirs. But semi-regularly, in the spirit of fun, now that Jackie and Lisa had broken their incestuous cherry, they would mix and match. Or, maybe, all four would climb into Bobbie's big bed and have a lovely family orgy, Jackie now being an enthusiastic participant. Until they were all spent and ready to sleep.

Summer was drawing to a close and all agreed it had been on hell of a couple months. Bobbie and Jackie took their married daughters shopping for new clothes for fall at school. Lisa and Mary-Jane were no longer high school seniors, they were freshmen, freshladies (?) at the university cross town. New lap-top computers were purchased, one for each girl. New phones, new tablets. Everything the girls might need. They discussed buying the girls a car but beings as neither of the couples hardly ever went anywhere without their wife, the feeling became that, for now at least, two cars would suffice. Lisa and Mary-Jane were beginning to be very excited about the start of a new school year. 

Finally, first day of classes arrived and Bobbie and Jackie were sitting having a cup of coffee after the girl's had departed. They were wondering how it would be like to be alone with each other. Pretty much always, since they had lived together, except for the nights they were alone in bed, their girls had always been around. Unless they had disappeared for some private sex of their own. At first the house seemed quiet and lonesome without them.

Bobbie put down her coffee and took her wife's hand. 

"Well, Jacks, it sure seems quiet without the girls. Maybe, in commemoration, we should go upstairs and make some nice quiet love!"

Jackie smiled and leaned over to kiss Bobbie, "Mmmmm, love, you always know exactly what to say to get my motor running. But, quiet love?" She laughed. "You know, dear, that when you go down on my pussy, I can't be quiet. But let's go. I've got a throb between my legs that I think only you can kiss away!"

But before the women could put this wonderful plan into action the doorbell rang.

Jackie went to answer it. She came back in a minute followed by a handsome man in a suit and tie and a lovely young woman. The man, Bobbie recognized, was detective Jake Hopkins who had been the one to inform them of Pete's death and had told them he would be doing the follow-up investigation. 

Bobbie had not forgotten Detective Hopkins breaking the news of Pete's death over the phone instead of seeking out Jackie and delivering the news in person. 

The woman, he introduced as his partner, was Ally Michaels, a young policewoman. Jake said Ally had recently been promoted to the detective squad because she'd displayed superior skills as an investigator plus an exceptional talent for deductive reasoning. Detective Hopkins never said this out loud, at least when his partner was around, but Ally's promotion to detective had probably been aided by new city policy that there had to be X number of women in each department. There was a short round of small talk while Jackie poured coffee for them all.

"Ally, dear, you look very young to be a detective," Bobbie commented. She was studying the young girl. Ally was beautiful, somewhere in her twenties, Bobbie guessed, with attractive red hair, cut short but beautifully styled and a lovely face with a sprinkling of freckles over the bridge of her cute little nose. Maybe because she was on the job this morning, she wasn't wearing a lot of make-up, but Bobbie decided she really didn't need it. Her lush lips were painted with a muted shade of lip-stick but that was just about it. 

It was hard to tell with the business-like outfit she was wearing but it looked like her chest was causing a nice-sized bulge in the jacket. Ally Michaels was fairly tall, maybe 5' 8" or so and weighed, Bobbie guessed about 125 or 30. She had on a gray skirt, matching her jacket, that come to just above her knees, but before she sat down, Bobbie noticed that she had on sheer nylons, covering a pair of shapely, long legs. All around, Bobbie thought she was very lovely indeed.

"I'm only 26," Ally answered Bobbie's question, gratefully taking a sip of her coffee, "I know I'm young but, believe me, ladies, I know my job."

"She sure does," detective Jake Hopkins, much older, agreed. "Ally here is just about the brightest partner I've ever had."

"So what can we do for you?" Jackie asked. "I thought everything with Pete's accident was all over."

"So did we," the handsome Jake agreed, "I thought the investigation of your husband's accident was purely routine. His blood-alcohol level was high, .14, and he seemed to hit that pole all on his own and certainly the driver of the Kenworth, who is still shook up, what with running over a man, wasn't to blame. With two coils of steel pushing him, one on the leader and one on the pup, he really couldn't stop when your husband, excuse me, ma'am, came flying out through the windshield of his truck and landed on the road in front of him."

Bobbie looked straight at detective Jake and asked, "Then what seems to be the problem, detective?"

"The problem is, ma'am," continued detective Hopkins, "that our follow-up investigation which included the routine check of what was left of Pete's ½ ton, showed the possibility that there was some tampering with his brakes prior to the accident. This has now been confirmed. According to our experts, Jackie's husband, ma'am, at the time of the accident, was driving with exactly no brakes at all. Not having brakes wouldn't have caused Pete to drive into that pole, but certainly, with faulty brakes, he couldn't have stopped even if he had seen the pole coming. Sure Pete was speeding and had been drinking, but we think that the disabling of his brakes, which practically ensured he'd get in some kind of accident, proves someone wanted to do Jackie's husband harm." 

He turned and looked Jackie right in the eye. 

"You wouldn't happen to know anyone that would have some reason to do that, by any chance, would you now, ma'am?"

Bobbie listening to this, felt her blood-pressure rising. She could see Jackie was upset. She reached over and took her wife's hand. Jackie had gone a little pale at the policeman's veiled accusation. Bobbie got Jake's attention centered on her and met his gaze levelly and coldly. 

"Certainly you aren't accusing her of something, detective?" she said evenly. "It sounds like you are. You best not be!"

"Well, ma'am," Jake started.

Now, Bobbie was really getting angry. 

"Will you stop with the condescending ma'ams, please? I'm Roberta or Ms. Montgomery. My wife's name is Jacqueline or Ms. Warren. Address us properly, please, sir."

"Well, Roberta," Jake Hopkins, said with a smile. He enjoyed the fact that he had upset her. Upset people were far more likely to let something slip if they had anything they were trying to hide. 

"The simple fact is, that in any investigation of foul play, which this definitely now is, it is standard procedure to follow the money. Who profited? It sure looks like Jacqueline, here, profited pretty well from her husband's demise. She got a pile of money from insurance, stocks and bonds and money from the sale of the house. Not even to mention that she was spared the expense of a divorce with all the scandal ugly divorces can entail." He paused to smile. "Things such as publicly being exposed as a lesbian if one didn't want that. And, if you don't mind me saying so, her moving in here with you sure makes it seem like she might have had another reason to not want Pete around anymore."

Jackie was pale and silent, unbelieving of what she was hearing, but Bobbie was furious. She was almost shaking. It happened rarely to Bobbie, but she almost lost control of herself. 

"I do mind! I mind very much you sitting in our house, drinking our coffee, and coming out with such a vile accusation! How dare you, you little troll! How fucking dare you! You get the hell out of my house and I mean right now! Right fucking now!"

If detective Hopkins had known Bobbie better, he would have realized that Bobbie seldom used profanity in every day conversation and seldom got this angry. Unless she was really upset, the only other time she swore was when she was hot and bothered with sex-fun. But, today, it was only her white-hot anger that had those words pouring out of her.

Astutely, Detective Ally Michaels took over. She reached over and took Bobbie's other hand, the one not holding Jackie's, hoping to calm her down. 

"Roberta, Ms. Montgomery," she repeated Bobbie's name, reassuringly, "My partner is a little aggressive today, I'm afraid. We aren't accusing you two of anything. The fact is, a man was seen near Pete's car while Pete was still in the bar and maybe he did something to the car."

Bobbie let Detective Ally Michaels squeeze her hand but her eyes never once moved from staring right into Jake Hopkins' steely eyes. Ally's quiet voice was a definite calming influence. Probably lucky for the male cop, or he might have suffered a black eye from a flying coffee mug, launched by one angry lady.

Or, detective Hopkins thought, one very guilty lady, trying hard to cover something up. 

"Detective Hopkins," Bobbie said, her voice dripping with enough ice to cool several thousand drinks, "Detective Michaels says a man was seen near Pete's car. Well, if it isn't obvious, if you really hadn't noticed, this is a ladies only home. There are no men, count 'em, zero men, around here."

"As a matter of fact, I did notice that, Ms. Montgomery, er, Roberta," Ally Michaels said, unleashing a blazing smile which Bobbie never saw. "And you can be sure my partner did also. You and Jackie obviously have no need of men."

Bobbie did not see Ally smile because she and Jake Hopkins were still staring right at one another. Neither had blinked or averted their gaze for even a moment. At this point, Detective Hopkins did not much care about Jackie. In his mind, he'd already eliminated her. Instinctively, he knew that of the two women, if one had conspired to harm Pete, Roberta Montgomery was the one with the nerve and confidence to do it.

Jake Hopkins pushed his luck. "And that means you couldn't have hired someone, Ms. Montgomery?" he asked, quietly.

Bobbie went to rise to her feet but the combination of Ally Michaels holding her hand and Jackie's arm, all at once around her shoulders, kept her seated. 

Bobbie wasn't thinking of it at the time, but it was classic good cop-bad cop. Ally Michaels turned to her partner and said, "Jake, In case you hadn't noticed, I'm a woman and I know women and I don't think these two here would ever hire a man for anything. Certainly not to rig the brakes of Pete's car when a good, female divorce lawyer would have accomplished everything Pete's death did, albeit with a little more trouble and expense."

Bobbie relaxed a little. Detective Hopkins was accusing them. Detective Michaels seemed to be defending them. She finally moved her eyes from Jake Hopkins and studied Ally Michaels a little more. She saw something maybe she'd overlooked at first. She looked deep into Ally Michael's dark brown eyes and understood. She returned Ally's smile with a breathtaking one of her own. 

"Thank you for the kind words, detective. Pete was screwing around on Jackie for a long time. With married women too. Don't you think that maybe, just maybe, a husband with a grudge would be a good place to look for someone who might have tampered with Pete's truck? Or any of his girlfriends, if they found out about his other girlfriends? By the way, I don't care how this might sound. I want to buy that Kenworth driver a drink and if some man did tamper with Pete's brakes, if you find him, you shouldn't arrest him. You should be giving him a medal! If you throw him in jail, I'll be angry with you Detective Michaels. But at least let me buy him a drink too, before you throw him in the hoosegow."

Jake Hopkins cleared his throat. Dryly he said, "Well, I guess I can see no one here wanted Pete dead. You are way too broken up about it. So, partner, I think we're done here for the moment. Unless you ladies have something more to add. I'm sorry, 'Roberta' and 'Jacqueline', ladies," he said, emphasizing his use of their first names, "I had to say what I did and judge your reaction."

"I don't appreciate your sarcasm, detective," Bobbie said, glaring again at the big cop. "But, just how did we do, Detective Hopkins?" she asked him coldly.

"50-50," he said. "Jackie there went pale and silent. You exploded in anger. I'm sorry if we upset you but we have a job to do. I agree with you there about one thing, Roberta. Our investigation shows that Pete was having affairs all over this town. Not only was he two-timing you, Jacqueline, he was two-timing several other women who thought they were his one and only. Not counting you, of course. So they were pissed. Not to mention their husbands. It's always been a mystery to me when a woman, sleeping with a man who's cheating on his wife, is surprised and pissed off when she finds out he is cheating on her as well. Come on, Ally, let's go talk to some angry husbands."

But as he rose, he added, "But we may still have more questions. If we do, we'll be back. Rest assured of that!"

Bobbie and Jackie walked them to the door. 

"Detective Hopkins," Bobbie said as he was exiting their door. He turned to face her. 

"Detective Hopkins," she repeated, "after your initial, unforgivable faux pas of informing Jackie of Pete's death over the phone, I admit, you were kind to her after Pete's death. For that, I'll try to forgive you your attitude here today. Once. But don't think I'll forget it! Don't you ever even think of continuing with this absurd notion. And don't you ever dare even consider trying to talk to Jackie without me being present. In fact, please call in advance if you're coming back and we'll have my lawyer present. I have a lot of money and a lot of important friends and trying to see Jackie without me or my lawyer being present, that I wouldn't forgive. It just wouldn't be a smart move for you, detective. I'm not trying to threaten you." She smiled. "I'm not that stupid. I'm just giving you a little advice, free-of-charge."

Detective Jake Hopkins nodded and smiled his, infuriating to Bobbie, smile.

"Sounds like a mild threat to me, Roberta. But, again ladies, I'm sorry. You've been helpful." 

His words belied that fact that Bobbie knew he wasn't really sorry at all. She knew, despite all his words to the contrary, that he was still suspicious that she or possibly Jackie, might have hired someone to deal with Pete. Jake Hopkins turned again and started walking away, his partner by his side.

"Detective Ally Michaels," Bobbie called, "Come back here for a moment, would you, please."

"Go ahead, Jake," she said to her partner, "Get the car going. I'll be right back."

She went back to the doorway and gazed at Jackie and Bobbie standing there, holding hands. Her heart was thumping. She smiled. 

"Detective Michaels," Bobbie said, "I want you to know that Jackie and I appreciate your attitude here today. We would like you to know that you are welcome to come by here anytime. On business, - she gave Ally her best dazzling smile yet - or otherwise. Just leave that man -- she pointed at Jake, sitting in the car -- behind. But you are surely welcome. In fact, when you're finished work today, why don't you come by here for supper tonight?"

Ally Michael's face lit up. "I'd love to! What time?"

"Don't you worry your pretty little head over that," Bobbie said, "You come by anytime you want. We'll be here. Our daughters will be home from the university and you can meet them and we'll all get better acquainted. I think when you get to know us better, you'll know in your heart, if you don't already, that Jackie and I didn't have anything to do with what happened to that slimy husband of hers. Who, if he wasn't dead, would be her ex-husband by now anyway."

"I believe you," Ally said. She thrust out her impressive chest and said in her best Arnold Schwarzenegger imitation, "I'll be back!" Her imitation wasn't all that great but her attempt at humor was welcome. It hadn't been a very cheerful afternoon. 

Bobbie and Jackie smiled. "We'll be looking forward to it, dear!"

Once she was in their car, Jake Hopkins turned to his partner. 

"Good work, Ally. Keep them off balance, I always say. I come on strong. You take their side. Now, tell me partner, what was your impression of those two?"

Ally chuckled inwardly. She really, really couldn't tell her partner exactly what her thoughts were about these two women. Oh, she then thought, maybe he means whether she thought they could have had anything to do with Pete Warren's accident.

"Jake," Ally said, "I just don't think those women did anything. For all the reasons I said in there. I meant all that I said. Good cop work or not, I wasn't just trying to get them to think I was on their side."




An Unusual Family Ch. 05



"You could be right, Ally." Jake said, finishing scribbling in his notebook. "For sure I don't think that Jackie did anything. She hasn't got the balls for it. But that Roberta? She's got big, brass balls to spare. And she clearly hated Pete Warren. She didn't even try to conceal that."

"Yeah, and don't you think she'd have tried to hide it, if she'd had anything to do with setting up Pete Warren's 'accident'?" Ally asked.

Jake Hopkins shrugged. "Who knows. It's bluff and counter-bluff. Sure, be up-front about hating the guy so, 'obviously', you didn't have anything to do with what happened to him, because if you had, you'd surely conceal the fact you hated him, wouldn't you now? Ally, you can go round and round with that kind of reasoning, as you know. Partner, I'll stay away from those two, for the time being, but I'd like you to get to know these women better. They seemed to like you. It shouldn't be hard for you to figure out a reason to come back here."

Ally laughed. "You read my mind, Jake. Way ahead of you. I've already got an invitation to come back here for supper tonight. You can be sure it's one date I'm keeping!"

Her partner laughed very hard too. At his partner's characterization to an invitation for supper at their suspect's home as a 'date'. Jake Hopkins correctly figured who his partner 'dated' was none of his business. He really did not care. But, he thought, if she began 'dating' one of his suspects then, well, all bets were off.

Once the cops left, Jackie, still white as a ghost, didn't want to ask Bobbie what she knew she must ask her now. When they were seated again at the table, she began.

"Bobbie," she said. "On the first day we were together, we talked about me divorcing Pete and I pointed out that it wouldn't be that simple and I felt Pete would always cause us trouble, divorce or no. Remember?"

Bobbie smiled. "Of course I remember, dear. So what?"

"Well," Jackie continued, hating this, "You mentioned that day that if Pete gave us any trouble you knew some unscrupulous men that would help us. Then you sent me in the house and you made some phone calls, don't you remember? I do. I need you to tell me, right now, Bobbie. Is anything Detective Hopkins said, have anything to do with us? You didn't get someone to do something to Pete's truck, did you? Please tell me you didn't!"

Bobbie looked at Jackie. She didn't like the question. She blinked. Leaned over and tried to kiss Jackie but she moved her head. She considered getting angry that her wife would even ask her such a question but, she realized, after all her tough talk and mouthing off about ways to handle Pete, that Jackie had a perfect right to ask the question.

"Jackie, love," she said. "When I said I knew some men who would help us with Pete, the most I thought was that I'd get them to give Pete a beat-down or something if he wouldn't leave us alone. That's all. I wouldn't have asked them rig his truck like that. To hurt him or, as it turned out, kill him!"

She reached out and took Jackie in her arms. Jackie was stiff for a moment, resisting. Thinking. Then she relaxed and let Bobbie pull her tight to her. 

Bobbie laid her head on Jackie's shoulder, closed her eyes, crossed her fingers and held her breath.

The women hugged each other. Deep in her heart, Jackie didn't believe it, or, she asked herself, did she just not want to believe it? That her beloved Bobbie would have had anything done to Pete. Then, she asked herself, that if it came out that Bobbie had indeed arranged for Pete's truck brakes to be tampered with, could she forgive her? Could she live with it? Knowing that she had done it for her. For them. For their life together, as a couple?

'Fuck!' she thought. This is giving me a headache. She decided she would just leave it up to the cops. If they came up with a suspect, she'd just pray it was no one Bobbie knew. Maybe, she told herself, even if they found a suspect, they'd never tie their suspect and Bobbie together. Maybe they'd never even ever find a suspect in the first place and the whole issue would just go away. 

Could she live that, she asked herself. She did not give herself an answer right then. Because she did not have one.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to put everything on the back burner, for now. She'd wait 'til she saw if the cops turned up anything more. She tipped Bobbie's head up from where it was resting on her shoulder and the two women kissed. 

After all this, Bobbie and Jackie spent a quiet rest-of-the-day at home. But not before Bobbie snuck away in their bathroom, alone, and made a couple of quick phone calls.

They made love a couple of times. They started out trying to do some yoga on the rug in their bedroom but they had a problem. Side by side, contorting their bodies, they always ended up all hot and bothered. Both the crotches of their track pants ended up sopping wet. So they never finished their routines as they always ended up in bed, making more love. They were still newlyweds, remember, so they had a hard time keeping their hands off one another. Not to mention, lips and tongues. 

Jackie was sure that each time Bobbie made love to her it was sweeter than the last. To Bobbie, Jackie was just, hands down, the most delicious thing she'd ever bedded and she was sure she'd never get tired of making love with the angel that was now her wife. Wise Bobbie knew that the love she and Jackie shared made their sex just that much sweeter. She never even missed the endless variety of her numerous sex-partners before Jackie. 

But she did have a plan for more fun in their marital bed. Detective Ally Michaels. She didn't feel a need for more variety, necessarily. She just figured, why the hell not?

Around 4 o'clock Bobbie and Jackie came back downstairs and started preparing supper. The girls would be home soon. Their last class had been earlier but MJ had said that she and Lisa were going to some meeting after school for one of the student associations. Bobbie was cooking and Jackie was preparing the dining room.

"Should I set a place for Detective Michaels?" Jackie called to the kitchen to Bobbie. "Do you think she'll be coming?"

Bobbie closed the oven door and went into the dining room and put her arms around her wife. She chuckled. 

"Jacks, dear, you were maybe too upset to notice, but our Detective Michaels is a raging little lesbian, through and through. She is so hot for you or me or both of us, she can hardly stand it. She'll be here tonight. You can count on it!"

"And we're taking her to bed with us?" Jackie asked, "what about the girls?"

"What about the girls?" Bobbie said, rhetorically. "They've got each other and if I know my daughter, and as I've come to know my daughter's lovely little wife, your lovely daughter, this after-school club they're at is probably a regular breeding ground for lovely little lesbians. My guess is that both our girls will be getting so much action soon that they won't have much time for us old folks!" 

She gave Jackie a huge kiss. "And if we have some company in our bed, that'll only just add to our fun, won't it? It in no way diminishes our love. It only adds to it. We have sex with a new girl, we make love to her together, what is wrong with that?"

Jackie thought a second, kissed her wife back with passion, smiled and said, "Not a thing, luv, not one sweet thing." 

Jackie really didn't feel a burning need for anything or anyone else in their bed either, except maybe occasionally their daughters. But Jackie was always ready to be guided by Bobbie, the woman who had given her a life. The older woman she loved.

The doorbell rang. Bobbie laughed. "See, Jacks, I'll bet that's Detective Ally Michaels right now. Why don't you bring her in while I'm checking out to make sure supper isn't burning? Give her a little kiss on the cheek to show her no hard feelings. She'll like that, you can be sure. As long as she doesn't have that man with her, of course. If he is, come and get me immediately!"

Jackie answered the door while Bobbie went back to the kitchen to check on her supper. Sure enough, it was sweet Ally Michaels and at the same time, Lisa and Mary-Jane were just pulling into the driveway. Ally had just parked her vehicle on the street in front of the house.

"Hail, hail, the gangs all here!" Jackie sang, when the girls exited the car and everyone laughed. Jackie introduced her daughter and her lover to Ally. She left out the part, for now, of the teens being married. Then they all trooped into the kitchen and Ally watched, with envy, as the four women of this household all exchanged loving hugs and kisses.

"Suppers ready," Bobbie announced, reluctantly tearing her lips from her daughter's. "Girls, take our guest into the dining room and Jackie and I will bring in the food." 

Dinner was a cheerful affair. Lisa and Mary-Jane were fascinated with Ally's profession and plied her with lots of questions about her work. Jackie and Bobbie exchanged lots of meaningful glances and often met Ally's eyes with direct gazes. There was no doubt about what the sexy policewoman was here for and despite the delicious meal, the dinner wasn't it.

When supper was finished Bobbie said, "Girls, Jackie and I will clean up. Why don't you take Ally up to my closet, get her out of those clothes and into one of my bikinis. Then go jump in the pool. I'll turn on the pool lights and Jackie and I will be out shortly."

Each of the girls took one of Ally's hands and led her from the room. Ally went willingly, talking and laughing with the girls. Bobbie chuckled. 

"That Ally is one hot little lesbian number," she laughed, "except she really isn't that little, is she? And it is very apparent she has a thing for younger girls. We might have a hard time getting her away from our horny little daughters. Wifey, dear, I think we're in the process of getting scooped."

As Bobbie and Jackie cleaned the dining room and loaded the dishwasher they could hear laughing from upstairs. Then noises on the back stairs, then silence, but soon a lot of laughing and splashing in the pool. 

Jackie started to head for the patio doors but Bobbie grabbed her and kissed her. 

"Just a minute, sexy. I want some more kisses. Let's give them a few minutes alone out there."

So the older women stayed in the house for a moment, enjoying a glass of wine, some kisses and both rubbed the pussy of the other to almost the point of cums. Both pussies were hot and dripping. Silence from outside. No more splashing. 

"Ok, Jacks," Bobbie said giving Jackie one more kiss, "time to go outside. Quietly now."

Taking their glasses of wine, the two women eased through the patio doors. Big smiles came on both their faces when they say what was happening in the pool. 

Lisa and Mary-Jane and Ally Michaels were standing in the shallow end, water up to their waists. Ally looked like she'd chosen the same pink bikini that Jackie had worn the first time she'd been here. She didn't have the tits for it but probably she had known, or at least hoped, she wouldn't be wearing it long enough for it to matter. 

Maybe, without even knowing it, choosing the same bikini Bobbie had chosen for Jackie the first time she was here, she was continuing a trend. 

But, when they noticed either she or the girls had chosen the pink bikini, it was not on the hot body of Ally Michaels. It was floating on the water. The surface of the pool, no stranger to floating bikinis, rippled slightly and glistened with the pool lights. Lisa and MJ had stripped the bikini from Ally's body and there were no signs that Ally had put up any kind of a resistance against being naked with the teens. 

Policewoman Ally and college freshman Lisa were kissing and Mary-Jane was standing behind Ally, arms around her, cupping her breasts and kissing all over her smooth-looking neck and shoulders. Like Ally's nose, her beautiful, creamy-looking shoulders were dotted with freckles. 

As Jackie and Bobbie watched, their girls took Ally to the edge of the pool where so much sex seemed to take place in this household. They stretched Ally, who was certainly not resisting, out on a lounge cushion and the sexy policewoman enjoyed four hands caressing all over her body, massaging her plump ass-cheeks and cuddling her generous titties. Lisa's head zoomed between her thighs and Jackie and Bobbie could hear Ally start moaning as their sexy daughter licked up and down her slit. Their other daughter, straddled Ally's head and gently snuggled her cunny over the police detective's mouth. 

Her lovely mouth, so good at interrogating suspects, must have been very expert at loving a pussy too because it sure didn't take her long to have MJ bawling out her name in pleasure. Standing there, drinking their wine, watching, Bobbie and Jackie could plainly hear Ally's slurps and sucks and they knew MJ was drooling out streams of her hot pussy-juice for the lovely policewoman to lick up.

At the same time, her luscious bottom was bouncing around on the lounge mattress, bouncing Lisa's head right along with it as Ally ripped off a few good cums, courtesy of MJ's wife's excellent pussy-eating skills.

Bobbie and Jackie set their wine glasses down and attacked each other with fantastic, urgent kisses. In a break to catch their breath, Bobbie whispered in Jackie's ear. 

"What do you say, lover? Let's go join the fun!"



An Unusual Family Ch. 06



A couple of months had gone by now since the 5-woman orgy at pool-side with Bobbie and Jackie, their daughters, Lisa and Mary-Jane and Ally Michaels.

Since that wonderful night, Ally's first sex with the women, the perpetually horny, lesbian policeman had become a frequent visitor to Bobbie and Jackie's home. In fact, she was over so often that she had come to be looked upon as another member of the household. The girls and Ally spent a lot of time alone in the teenagers' room. Depending on her work schedule, she often stayed overnight and usually all week-end. Bobbie and Jackie, had begun to think they had another daughter. Another daughter they needed to look after. Another daughter they fucked from time to time.

Ally Michaels had slept which each woman in the house. Sometimes singly with either Lisa or Mary-Jane, if it happened that one or the other was home by themselves. Neither of them very often went anywhere without the other, but, it had been known to happen. But Ally had never had sex alone with either Bobbie or Jackie. Neither of the two women, to date, would take another girl or woman to their bed without the other one. They had never discussed it. They just never did it, because they just plain didn't want to.

Except, of course, on the special evenings when Bobbie and Jackie each would pick one of their daughters and spend a special night together alone with them. Sometimes, in the spirit of fun, they'd make it contest. Who beat who swimming lengths in the pool, for instance, got to pick who slept with who that night. Or some other challenge they'd think up. Silly things, such as who could put the most dishes in the dishwasher first. It was all part of their fun.

But, of course, ever since Bobbie had turned Jackie on to the idea, none of this precluded having other women in their bed, besides their daughters and Ally. One afternoon, Bobbie's lawyer, Jeanette Mcdonnell had stopped by, when Ally was visiting on her day off, with more papers for Jackie to sign. The policewoman and the lawyer had met previously, one time when Ally was testifying in one of Jeanette's cases. They had liked each other that day, despite the fact Ally had been testifying against Jeanette's client. But this day, at Bobbie and Jackie's, they had discovered they 'really' liked one another. The four women had wound up in bed together and it would take the rest of this chapter to describe to the goings on that occurred during that sultry afternoon.

Detective Jake Hopkins, knowing full-well where his partner was spending a lot of her off hours, questioned her relentlessly, nearly every day. He was frustrated, not being able to find the man who had been seen near Pete's truck before the accident.

"Partner," he'd say to her. "Your private life is your own business and I would never pry or interfere. He coughed. "But you do realize, I hope, that I still think Roberta Montgomery either knew the guy or found the guy, the one that did Pete Warren's brakes. Do those women ever talk about Pete Warren? Do you ever get any indication that Roberta Montgomery might have hired someone to do Pete harm?"

"For fuck's sake," she'd say to Jake, a trifle impatiently. "These women aren't stupid. They know I'm a cop. Do you really think that they're gonna talk about committing a crime or being the driving force behind a crime, right in front of me? Get real, partner. And I'll certainly guarantee this, that even if your suspicion of Roberta turns out to be true, which I don't believe, Jackie knew nothing about it."

And Jake would get an inscrutable smile on his face and say, "I happen to agree with you there, partner, about Jackie Warren. It's that Montgomery woman I like for it." But then he'd roll his eyes and ask, "But if you're so convinced there's nothing there, why then, may I ask, partner, are you spending so much time at their place? I get it, that I asked you to get to know these woman. I'm just not certain that I asked you to get to know them, quite literally, inside-out."

Ally would just grin. "Don't you worry, partner. Detective Michaels, is on the case!"

And, so far, at least, detective Jake Hopkins had to be satisfied with that.

Ally though, when she wasn't fending off Jake Hopkins' inquiries, would often think about Pete Warren's accident. She'd wonder about it, but then she'd get confused, thinking about all the over-the-top pussy lickings Bobbie Montgomery have given her. And how loving and warm she was to Ally and her family. Also, everything she and Jake had learned about Pete Warren made him out to be not a very nice person. She realized, to her consternation, that even if Bobbie did have something to do with the accident, she did not care.

What kinda cop, she often asked herself, did that make her?

But, she continued putting off her partner, who she knew would never rest as long as he thought he had a bad guy and maybe a bad woman running around loose in the town. She put off her partner's concerns about a certain woman at the same time as she was continuing her affair with that same woman and all the other women living at the same address. She kept explaining to Jake that Pete's name was rarely mentioned in that household. Never, in fact, by either Bobbie or Jackie and only occasionally by Lisa. She even went so far as to express her opinion that Pete certainly hadn't been missed, to this point, and likely never would be. Ally never tired of pointing out that the women were happy and harmless and that Pete was a prick, and they had lots of other cases and that, in her opinion, they should just let it go.

But, then, one day, sitting at their desks, Jake had some disturbing information to relay to Ally.

"Partner," he began, "There is a guy in a holding cell downstairs, for drunk and disorderly, who busted up a bar last night when the bartender wouldn't put the hockey game on the TV because everyone else wanted to watch football. This guy is a bad dude with a rap sheet as long as your arm. Funny thing," Jake mused, scratching his chin, "is this guy knows Roberta Montgomery. He tells me his wife is bi-sexual and, admittedly in the past, he doesn't seem to sure about the present, has slept Roberta. He denies touching Pete Warren's truck, although he doesn't deny knowing who he was."

Jake was watching his partner. Ally had gone a little pale.

He continued. "Another funny thing, partner. A short time before Pete's accident, I have the record here, there was a call from Roberta's cell to this same guy's home. And the same day we interviewed the women that first time, remember that day, partner, after we left, there is a record of another call from her cell to his house. What do you suppose the purpose of those calls were, partner? Roberta Montgomery setting up another date to fuck this dude's wife?"

Ally was chewing at one of her fingernails, which her partner knew she never did. She was too proud of, and spent too much money on them, regularly getting her nails perfectly manicured. She was pointedly not looking at him.

"Oh, yeah, right," she finally said. "Master criminal, Roberta Montgomery, setting up a crime, makes a call to her perpetrator from her cell to his home. A call she no doubt knows full-well could be traced by us. As you obviously did. Then, when questioned by us, she gets all flustered and calls him again. Not sure I buy it there, partner. Does Roberta Montgomery strike you as dumb? Or the type to get all flustered? As I recall, she stood up to you, pretty well, that day. There could be lots of reasons for those calls. The one you already mentioned, even. The guy already told you that he knew Roberta was sleeping with his wife. And it didn't seem to bother him, did it? Could be, maybe she was making arrangements for a fuck-date!"

At least since she had known and was sleeping with the women, Ally was 100% sure that Bobbie was not doing other women behind Jackie's back. But, she carefully reminded herself, that did not mean that she hadn't been, at the time in question.

"Oh, I know," Jake Hopkins said. "A couple of phone calls doesn't prove anything and doesn't really amount down to much. I just think it's interesting, don't you, especially considering this guy's long rap sheet. Just thought you should be aware of it, before you go on your next 'fuck-date'!"

It was the first time, although he had implied it lots, that Jake had come right out and accused Ally of fucking the women. He chuckled. He liked his partner immensely but he had to admit that he'd lost some of his respect for her. Not because she was a lesbian. He'd always known that. He just didn't think it was very professional of her to be sleeping with one his suspects. Although, he reflected, if, after sleeping with the women, she had come back with some good info for him, he would have easily forgiven her. But, he thought, sourly, their captain would never condone such investigative techniques.

After this exchange, for a few days, Ally did do a lot of thinking and stayed away from the women. But then, her horniness overcame her, and, one sweet night, she found herself in Bobbie Montgomery's warm arms again. She even considered telling Bobbie about what her partner had uncovered. But she discovered, much to what was left of her professional pride, apparently there were still limits on how much she was willing to compromise her job. At least for right now.

When Ally was at her home, alone, she often dreamed that somehow she could become a permanent part of the loving, four woman family that had come to mean so much to her. She figured, besides her own pleasure, that would drive her partner right out of his gourd. Not that she wanted to do that. She liked Jake. She just wished he wasn't being so bull-headed about this particular case. A case no one cared about, except him.

Ally, knowing the women as she did, didn't believe for one second that Bobbie was fucking the wife of her partner's new-found suspect. Leastways, not any more. She wished she had the nerve to question Bobbie about those phone calls. But, deep in her heart, she knew she probably never would. She was dreading the day that her partner insisted on returning to the Montgomery house to question Bobbie again himself. She had no idea how she would handle that.

Forget Pete Warren, in regards to the women, what Ally had come to realize, alas for her, was that Bobbie and Jackie's love for each other was absolute and complete. Those two were so in love with each other that, while they might invite another woman or girl, to share their bed for a night or a weekend, and often did, in the end, the two of them would always finally want to be just with each other.

Anyone could see that, Ally thought, just by being in the same room with them. Nothing needed to be said. It was just something that was painfully obvious to Ally, hanging out with them. There were absolutely no hang-ups between the two women. No jealousy. No doubts. No fears. Only love. If Bobbie was keeping a secret from Jackie, she was awfully good at concealing it. Sometimes, even in a room full of people, the two women would look at each other as they were discussing something and it would be as if no one else was even there.

Totally disgusted with herself, alone and drunk on wine one night, she even fantasized that if her partner succeeded in his quest to prove Bobbie complicit in Pete Warren's death, and Bobbie did some time for setting it all up, that she could take her place in the family. In a fit of self-loathing, after having that particular thought, she chugged the rest of the wine and passed out, waking in the morning, sick as a dog.

As regards to Jackie and Bobbie's love for one another, something of the same could be said for their daughters, although, maybe not quite to the same degree. Lisa and Mary-Jane were quite the little teenage lesbians. They were hot. They were eager. They loved each other, but also, loved new things and, though it hadn't happened yet, except for Ally, maybe, new girls. They loved Ally. Policewoman Michaels knew they did. But, ultimately, they were just like their mothers. Desperately, totally, completely in love with each other. So, in the end, Ally just enjoyed her sex with all of them and dreamed of the day that some girl would love her as much.

Lisa and Mary-Jane were doing great at the university, achieving wonderful grades with hardly any effort. They maybe had a small advantage over some of the other girls. That is, what Lisa wasn't so good at, Mary-Jane was. And vice-versa. Some of the professors had begun to place a few restrictions on them, insisting that one couldn't always get help from the other one, and that they couldn't always be partners on projects. Their professors knew the girls shared the same house with their two mothers. Beyond that, they could only guess at just how deep the relationship between the two went. Though there were whispers about it around the halls and the professor's lounge.

The girls didn't go out of their way to advertise they were a lesbian couple, but they certainly did nothing to hide the fact either. On the contrary, Lisa and Mary-Jane were quite happy to talk about it with anyone that wanted to discuss it. They sometimes chuckled about it at night, in bed. Because they very rightly suspected that some of the female professors were just itching to have a crack at getting one or the other or both of them into their bed. 'Mmmm,' they both thought.

And there was their freshman drama club. On the first night detective Ally Michaels had been to the house, the night of the orgy, the girls had been late coming home because they had gone to the initial meeting of the club for this school year. It seemed like fun, sounded interesting and they kept up their attendance. University bylaws required a faculty adviser for the club and an outside director had been hired by the university but, these two women were hardly ever around. Lisa and MJ were quite certain that was because the outside director, a woman, was a closet lesbian and used her time away from her husband, time supposedly spent being part of the drama club, to be in the faculty adviser's bed.

None of the other girls, or the gay guys either, in the club, seemed to really care. Being the daughters of a 'take charge' woman, Bobbie, Lisa and Mary-Jane, finding the drama club lacking in supervision simply took charge themselves. No one objected. They were well-liked and the other members figured they made it a lot more fun then the stuffy, older woman who was supposed to be in charge, would have. (Except they didn't really know the faculty adviser, Veronica Robb at all. Yet.) The girls wrote their own play for the group to perform. Unless the outside director could tear herself out of Veronica Robb's bed long enough, Lisa and MJ would direct it too. The lead characters were two loving, lesbian university coeds, coincidentally, just like themselves. Isn't it a tenet of writing that you write about stuff you know?

The other girls in the group all claimed to be straight. But Lisa and Mary-Jane often chuckled in bed at night, about this too. Before or after making love, they would each express their opinion about which girls they were pretty sure were lesbian but, either hadn't realized it yet, or just wouldn't face it or admit it. They thought that maybe they needed to sorta pull these girls from the closet, much as mother Bobbie had pulled mother Jackie from the closet that first day. In this regard, they felt their lesbian-themed play would be most useful.

On the first day of try-outs for their play, Lisa and Mary-Jane, taking the parts of the leads, went first and demonstrated to the other girls how to display the passion and desire for the other woman that they were looking for. Of course, their exhibition of lesbian passion and kissing went well, but the girls certainly wouldn't qualify for any acting awards. For the simple reason that what they were doing wasn't acting.

But the other girls seemed to appreciate their example and were watching intently. Lisa and MJ slyly smiled when, out of the corners of their eyes, they saw more than one girl, surreptitiously, rubbing their pussy. Eagerly, one by one, all the 'straight' girls each took either Mary-Jane's place or Lisa's, for their first try-out and by the end of the evening, no one had decided who was actually going to play the two leads, but a whole roomful of 'straight' girls were kissing other girls plenty. At home that night, in bed, Lisa and MJ made a little bet that at least some of the 'straight' girls, that very night, maybe right this minute, were giving lesbian sex a try.

When the group met again, Friday night, Mary-Jane pulled Lisa aside. "Who do you think the two best kissers are? Who did you enjoy kissing the most, dear?"

Lisa thought for a short moment. "Julie and Amanda." she finally said. "No doubt in my mind."

Mary-Jane brushed Lisa's lips with a short kiss. "I think so, too," she said, "They're our leads. Tomorrow is Saturday. Let's invite them over for a pool party. We can tell them they're playing the leads and we can practice lines."

So the arrangements were made for the two girls to come to the house the next day. They were 18, same as Lisa and Mary-Jane, very sexy, but, to the girl's practiced eyes, very naïve. Lisa, in particular, could spot a naïve, maybe lesbian girl, but confused about her sexuality, a mile away. All she had to do was picture herself, less than a year ago.

That night, in bed, Lisa and Mary-Jane couldn't get enough of each other, excited about the next day. The two teen lovers had been having daily sex with each other for months now and it was always great. But sometimes, just some nights, somehow, without being able to put their finger on it, their sex got turned up a notch. The kisses were just a little hotter. Their tits a little squeezier. Their pussy-juice a little more plentiful, just a little creamier, just a little sweeter. Their whole sex romp just a little more urgent, the orgasms greater in number and just that little bit more thrilling.

This was one of those nights. Lisa, always a noisy cummer, shrieked so loud, at one point, when she had four of Mary-Jane's fingers diddling in her pussy and another two up her ass and MJ's hot tongue about to lick her clit clean off, that she woke Bobbie and Jackie from their peaceful sleep, all the way down at the other end of the hall.

Of course, if they would have consulted their moms about this phenomena, both moms would have told them the reason their sex was extra hot tonight was because both of them, maybe even just subconsciously, were thinking of fucking Julie and Amanada.

Bobbie and Jackie, once awake, had reached for each other, kissed and smiled.

"One of our daughters is really eating hell out of the other one's pussy tonight!" Bobbie whispered in Jackie's ear. Then, not wanting to waste being awake, the two older lovers kissed and started in on one hullabaloo of a sex-session of their own.

The next morning, at the breakfast table, Bobbie smiled as she put plates in front of the girls.

"You two were really going at it, last night," she commented. "You woke us up, Lisa. MJ must have given you the cum to end all cums."

Lisa and MJ ignored their food momentarily, as they kissed. "Mary-Jane knows how to eat my pussy better than anyone." she declared. She lowered her eyes, slightly, "'cept maybe for you, Bobbie."

"Well, that's as it should be." Bobbie said. "The love you two have for each other should make the sex between you better than other sex with other girls. It's a large part of your love. Jackie and I have sex with others, as you know, but no one makes me cum or squirt the juice like your other pretty mom here, and I'm reasonably sure she'll tell you that I can rock her world the best for her."

Jackie came to the table with a plate of toast and the coffee pot.




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"Oh course, luv!" she told everyone, bending to kiss Bobbie, "We all love Ally, don't we? And we all love having sex with her. But even she can't make me cum like your mom can, Mary-Jane. Sorry, sweet Ally, not even close. Speaking of Ally I haven't seen her for a few days. I hope she's O.K."

"She called a little while ago, mom," Mary-Jane said, "She didn't sound well at all, but I told her to come today and spend the weekend."

"Anyone else get invited over, you horny little lesbian you?" Jackie asked.

"Sure, Julie and Amanda, two girls from the drama club are coming over. We're going to jump in the pool and then go to our room and practice for the play we've written. Ally can help us. There is a part for an older woman and Ally can read lines with us, while we practice."

Bobbie chuckled. "What? You two, insatiable, lesbian sluts up in your room with Ally, the mother of all horny lesbian sluts and two other young girls? How much actual practice do you think you might get in before you are all naked and rolling around on your bed? No, I've got a better idea. Why don't you practice in the living room or even right out by the pool and Jackie and I will watch over things, grill some burgers or something. Maybe that way, your girls might actually learn some of their lines."

Even though Lisa and Mary-Jane were 18-years-old, actually they both had birthdays coming up, sometimes their moms treated them as if they were much younger. It was a strange paradox in this strange household. At 18, Lisa and MJ were married and generally conducted their lives as though they were much older. They had sex with both their moms on an equal level.

And yet, when it came to other things around the house, the girls seemed to appreciate, almost require, the supervision of their moms. The girls certainly deferred to their moms' judgment on most everything. And usually followed their wishes without question. It was a strange dichotomy that one no one in this strange little house-hold questioned.

Neither of the girls would have dreamed of defying Bobbie, the unquestioned head of their household. Nothing was ever said about it and Bobbie surely considered Jackie her equal in every way but, somehow, Bobbie's natural assertiveness and take-charge attitude just, somehow, seemingly always made her the boss. Certainly, in cases of rare disagreement, her's was always the last word. Jackie never questioned the status quo. Bottom line was, in her mind, that she almost always was in agreement with whatever Bobbie's opinion was anyway. So, she asked herself, what possible difference did it make?

Lisa and Mary-Jane each hugged the others natural mother, although both were considered mother by both.

"That's a great idea." Mary-Jane said, "Of course, you are welcome to be at our practice and anything else that might happen. Julie and Amanda, I don't think they are sure they know whether they are true-blue lesbians yet. But, I'm sure it has crossed their minds. They seem hot and eager. We tried out all the girls in the drama club and they are the best lady kissers, hands down. Still, I think they need a full-out lesbian sexing up to help them make up their minds. Seeing us all have sex and willing to include them in, should do the trick, don't you think, moms?

"I'm sure it would, dear." Bobbie said. "I just doubt that it's gonna happen here today. Your other mom and I have to discuss it. Now finish your breakfast."

While the girls ate their delicious breakfast, Bobbie and Jackie had a quick council-of-war discussion about the up-coming pool party.

When she was finished eating, sipping on a cup of coffee, Mary-Jane got a twinkle in her eye and a little crooked smile on her face.

"The other girls aren't going be over until 2 o'clock," she said. "Lisa is going to the copy shop to run off more copies of the play. She doesn't need my help with that. As much as I enjoyed doing it, I'm still really tired from Lisa keeping me up sucking her cunny all night. I think I'll have a nap after breakfast." She chuckled, mischievously. "Jackie, will come up with me and tuck me in?"

Jackie leaned down and she and Mary-Jane shared a nice kiss.

"You got it, baby," she whispered, winking. "I love tucking you in, all the way. You know that, don't you, sweetie? Your other mom can go with Lisa to the copy shop because she has to pick up some wine anyway and if we are having a party, maybe some more supplies for supper. If it stays nice we can grill outside. Come on, dear. If you're finished your breakfast, let's go upstairs right now."

So, after a quick clean-up of the kitchen, Bobbie and Lisa left on the errands and Jackie and Mary-Jane went hand-in-hand up to bed. Of course, Mary-Jane was not tired at all. It had been a few days since she'd had a private session with Jackie and both Lisa and Mary-Jane, as much as they loved all the group activities in the house, still looked forward to the private moments, a lovely pussy-eating session with either of their mothers. It was just so sweet and special.

When they got to the girl's room, Jackie and MJ paused in the doorway and shared some really wonderful kisses, their hands running all over each others body. Mary-Jane put her hand between her mom's legs and squeezed, feeling her pajama bottoms become soaked with warm juice. She slipped her hand inside and felt around her mom's crotch, her wet pussy-fur tickling her fingers, then brought her hand out, placing it between their faces. Her fingers were glistening with Jackie's arousal and, bumping heads, gently, both women took a couple of her fingers and sucked in the warm sweetness.

They ran for the bed, shedding pajamas along the way and fell together, kissing and feeling. Jackie licked Mary-Jane's tits, which lately had been growing a little. And Mary-Jane buried her face between Jackie's wonderful set, rubbing her face all over them as she gave them a ton of kisses. She loved playing with either one of her mom's big tit-sets, but, for some reason, Jackie's boobs had become special to the horny Mary-Jane. Maybe because the tits she was kissing now, were the biggest tits in the house while her's were still the smallest.

"Mom," Mary-Jane whispered in Jackie's ear, "Let's do a pussy-fuck. We haven't done that for a while."

"What a lovely idea, sweetie. You know I love that. Snuggle your cunny up to my mouth now, dear, and let me get your clitty red and throbbing and sticking out like I know it can!"

As her mom laid back, Mary-Jane straddled Jackie's head and moved her pussy up close. Both her and Lisa loved this particular activity and so had become excellent face-riders. Jackie started with lovely deep kisses of the hot cunny of her daughter, sliding her tongue into MJ's softness and enjoying the wet, velvety feel of her dripping pussy-walls clinging to her tongue.

Then Jackie reached up and took MJ's sweet ass into her hands, pulled her tighter to her mouth and really sucked and licked for a moment. Mary-Jane obligingly, in a thank-you-very-much gesture, started dripping warm cunt-juice down into her mom's sucking mouth for Jackie to enjoy. Tickling her tongue to the top of the slit of MJ's pussy, she had no trouble finding her clit-hood, already starting to open a little. She licked around with her tongue and found the hard little button she was looking for. Right where it always was. She felt MJ shudder when she gave that sweet clit some hot licks and sucks and MJ drooled out more tasty juice for her mom.

"Ok, sweetie." Jackie moaned, her tongue feeling her daughter's clit throbbing, "I believe you're ready. Your turn to get my clitty ready for fun and games."

MJ unstraddled her legs from around her mom's face, leaned down and gave Jackie a nice kiss. Sliding her lips down her neck, she slid right up to the tip of one of her mom's creamy tits and sucked the big, fat nipple. Continuing on, she slid her mouth down in the valley between the fat boobs and climbed back up the other soft titty, kissing all the way, until she was latched on, giving the other nipple a good sucking. She knew her own body well enough that she knew she had time to play around a bit and still her hot clit would be eager and ready for what was coming soon. So, Mary-Jane enjoyed her fun with her mom's tits, for a moment, and then slid her lips slowly down to her mom's sexy mound, covered in a nice patch of brown cunt-fur. She kissed and licked all over Jackie's wet vulva, found her clitty and sucked it into her mouth until she felt the warm juices flowing harder. She tickled her mom's clit with the tip of her tongue and when her mom gave a long moan she gave the whole clit some slow, wet licks then sucked it right into her mouth.

Jackie was shuddering with the shivery thrills arcing though her body. "OK, lover-girl," she moaned, "I'm ready. Hell, I'm gonna blow a cum soon, dear. You love pussy so well, that I don't know how I haven't already. Grab mummy's titties and climb aboard!"

Mary-Jane took two big handfuls of her mom's generous breast-flesh. She swung her leg over her mom's hips and settled her ass down on her thighs. Eyes closed, gripping her mom's boobs, working from instinct and smell and Jackie's shivers, she slowly gave Jackie some moves and softly, then harder, rubbed her pussy against her mom's juicy cunt.

Their pussies were kissing. Very wetly. Closer, closer, closer. At last! MJ had to move her ass upward slightly to get the exact right angle she needed. The two women's clits were almost touching. Top-riding her mom, expertly, she plunged that last millimeter and a bolt of pure pleasure surged through mom and daughter as their two clits touched in a wonderful, sugary kiss.

"Oh, MJ, MJ!" Jackie cried out. "That feels so wonderful. Make our clitties kiss again. Now shake that sweet ass of yours, Mary-Jane."

MJ drew her ass back and forth a couple of times making her mom's clit and hers gently kiss again and again and they both enjoyed a jolt of pure pleasure every time. Then, making sure their clits were snuggled wetly together, MJ started a wonderful vibration.

Amongst her other skills as a lover, this was one thing MJ was very good at. She could shake her ass like a paint-shaker at the Sherwin-Williams store. She did so now, creating a wonderful, hot, sexy friction between her mom's clit and hers and soon the thrills were overwhelming and hot cream gushed from them both as they each sailed through a sugary cum. Then another, as MJ continued rubbing her pussy against her mom's. Mary-Jane collapsed on top of Jackie and their lips met in a hungry, loving kiss.

Meantime, food and wine purchased, copies of the play secured, Lisa and Bobbie carried their packages into the house.

"Run upstairs and get into my bed, honey. I'll just put the wine to chill and the food in the fridge then I'll be up for our special time."

Lisa ran upstairs and Bobbie finished the chores. Once done, smiling in anticipation, she followed her daughter. Pausing at the closed door to the room their daughter's shared, she listened briefly, smiling. From the squeals and moans she heard, her wife and her other daughter were still going at it.

Entering her bedroom, Bobbie saw Lisa, naked, stretched out on her bed. Her head was on the pillow, eyes closed. She was whimpering and moaning and her hot hands were very busy on her very wet pussy. Bobbie could smell the warm aroma. She licked her lips.

Bobbie went to the bed and lay beside Lisa. She gently put one arm around her daughter and with the other she lifted her hands from her pussy. Lisa didn't even open her eyes. She was expecting mom and here she was.

Bobbie replaced Lisa's hands on what she knew was a hot, throbbing, wet pussy, with her own. As she expected, her lovely daughter was very wet and Bobbie slid two fingers up inside her pulsing cunt and gently stirred them around. Then harder. With her thumb, she found Lisa's clitty and gently rubbed it, feeling Lisa jump a mile. Slowly, deliberately, teasingly, she got a good rhythm going, gently tickling Lisa's special spot on the upper wall of her cunt with the tips of her fingers. She combined that action with gentle, circular rubbing of Lisa's clitty with her thumb, feeling it throbbing.

Lisa was shivering and shaking and moaning now as Bobbie expertly twiddled her hot cunt. She was leaking lots of juice and, expertly, without missing a stroke, Bobbie removed one hand, replacing it with her other so that she could suck her daughter's sweetness from her fingers.

Thanks to her rich ex-husband, Bobbie was a wealthy woman but she wondered for the 1,000th time how much richer they could all be if only she could collect the precious, sweet nectar that her daughters produced by the gallon out of their cunts, bottle it and sell it.

She switched hands again and kept up that delicious stoking and rubbing of Lisa's cunt, who's ass was twitching all over the bed. Close to her cum, Lisa's head was rolling back and forth on the pillow. Her eyes were tight closed but Bobbie could see her eyelids fluttering, and knew her daughter's eyes were rolling, as she pushed her daughter higher and higher, closer and closer to the apex.

"Don't stop, mom! Please don't stop," Lisa pleaded, panting and moaning.

Bobbie smiled. As if her daughter had to ask her that! It was such a great treat for a mom, lovingly giving her daughter this much pleasure. She rubbed and tickled harder.

Lisa was gasping now, her body sailing upwards towards the clouds. Bobbie licked her lips and whispered, urging her on, "that's lovely, honey, that's beautiful. Here it comes, baby-girl. Give it all you got now!"

Time to push her daughter over the edge! Pull the trigger and shoot her daughter to bliss. Bobbie stroked harder, thumbed Lisa's clit faster, itching to give her daughter the release she wanted. Using both hands now, she squeezed a little more, stroked that sweet spot inside Lisa more firmly and rubbed her thumb over Lisa's clit as fast as she could. There, there, right there! One last push on the clit, like pushing a door-bell and her daughter reached the top and tumbled over the peak. Bobbie felt her daughter shaking harder as Lisa rolled down the other side, her body wracked with tingly thrill after thrill.

"Mummy!" she wailed, "Mummy! M-u-m-m-y! MUMMMMEEEEE!" Lisa was always a loud cummer and her last wail of pure pleasure was an actual scream as she exploded into a wonderful, shuddering cum, encompassing her whole body. Sweet, hot juice gushed from her cunt and Bobbie felt her hand getting a warm bath in pure honey. Lisa's plentiful cream squirted freely out of her, soaking everything, running down her thighs, puddling on the sheet under her hot ass.

"Oh mom, I love you!" she whimpered as she shivered and shook and enjoyed the sugary after-cum thrills rippling through her young body. Bobbie took her daughter in her arms and enjoyed her sleek body, shivering close to her own.

"And I love you, darling." Bobbie and Lisa were really enjoying their cuddles. They kissed.

"Mom, your turn, mom. I didn't give you a cum yet." Lisa said softly, her lips warm and wet near Bobbie's ear now.

"That's OK, sweetie, this one was for you. This mom will have cums with your other mom later. Right now I want to have a talk with you, when you can quit shivering. About the girls that are coming over. Right now, if they've finished their love-making, your other mom is telling MJ the same things. You know that your other mom and I want you to bring your friends over anytime."

"Of course, mom."

"But, having said that, you've said that you've spied what you feel are lesbian tendencies in these two girls. What did you say there names were, Julie and Amanda? But you are pretty sure that they haven't gone all the way yet with another girl and had out and out lesbian sex. I know you and MJ are almost 19-years-old now, but in many ways our life-style here, much as we love it, hasn't been conducive to you two growing up in certain ways, as well as you might have otherwise.

"Your other mom and I talk about it sometimes, and we know, maybe we're not always right. We shelter you lots and all our group activities here at home have really limited your interactions outside our home. Without our lifestyle here, at your age, both you and MJ would probably be dating lots of other girls or even boys and really learning all the socialization skills and subtleties of seduction that you two have never needed. I'm not talking like this to criticize you, honey. It's just that Jackie and I feel that you might need some coaching with these two girls. We don't want you just attacking them, thinking you're automatically gonna have sex with them. They are probably gonna be shy and nervous and unsure about things. Don't you remember how you were, dear, just a few months ago? You don't wanna be scaring them.

"Plus, dear, we have to think of their mothers. Both Jackie and I are really glad that you and Mary-Jane had your first sex with each other and with us. That you two didn't just jump in bed with just anyone. Except for Mary-Jane and that awful Johnny. We feel we want to talk to Julie and Amanda's moms before we just give you and your sister the green light to bed these girls."

"But mom," Lisa pointed out, "we didn't do that with Ally. We were naked with her and having sex right away. Before you and mom even finished the packing the dishwasher that night. Remember? You and mom joined us in the pool and we all had sex together."

"Why, yes we did, dear, but Ally is a special case. She's older for one thing. Plus, Jackie and I knew she was a red-hot lesbian the moment we saw her earlier in the day. Ally came back that night for just one thing. We might have pretended different, but we all knew it."

"You know, mom, Ally is such a girl!" Lisa commented. "She has that short hair and works with all those men cops, and she's got a mouth like a guy, sometimes, but she really is a girls-girl, mom. Sometimes, after we have sex, she loves to bath me and Mary-Jane and she loves washing and brushing our hair and doing our nails. When she stays overnight, if she's here in the morning, like if she's got the day off or doesn't have to go to work 'til after MJ and I leave for school, she likes to pick our outfits for school.

"And, can I ask you something else about Ally, mom? Sometimes Mary-Jane and I call her Aunt Ally and she smiles, but it is a sad smile and her eyes look really bleak, like she is going to cry. Why is that, mom? Doesn't Ally love us? Isn't she part of our family?"

Bobbie hugged her daughter tight. "Of course she is and she loves you and MJ a lot, sweetie. She loves you so much it hurts her sometimes. I'll tell you why calling her Auntie makes her a little sad. Ally doesn't want to be your Auntie, honey. Even though she really isn't that much older than you and MJ, she desperately wants to be one of your moms. That's why she likes to suggest things like what you might like to wear to school. But your other mom and I feel that two moms in the house is enough. Ally knows that. That is why she is sad sometimes because she knows she can never be as much as she wants to be in our special family. No matter how special she is to us and how special we treat her and make her feel, it'll probably never be enough for Ally."

Bobbie continued, "But Jackie and I want to assist Ally with her life and help her to be happier. Do you remember the grade 10 teacher at your old school, Ms. Barker? Well, she is a lesbian and has a 7-year-old daughter, Terri, who she is raising alone. I know she is a lesbian because I had an affair with her before I met your other mom. Your other mom and I have been talking about it. Lisa, don't you think it might be nice for Ally to meet them? If she and Ms. Barker came to love each other then, I think, Ally could be really happy and have a family of her own. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"




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"But we don't want to lose Ally, mom. We love her!"

"Of course you do, Lisa. Ally is a sweetie. And such a tiger in the sack. A sizzling hot lesbian who cums at the drop of a hat and is not stingy about handing out the cums as well. But we won't lose Ally, sweetheart. She'll be always part of our lives and don't you want Ally to be happy? She could be little Teri's second mom. Well, we'll just have to see. Think about what I've told you."

But Lisa wasn't finished yet. She had another story she was dying to tell Bobbie about Ally.

"You know, mom, Ally really likes it when MJ and I wear lacy, frilly underwear. Mary-Jane and I didn't show you the new outfits she bought us yet. Silky, black fish-net stockings with really frilly, lacy panties and garters to hold the stockings up. Ally was wearing a short skirt, mom, when we wore them for her the first time. Me and MJ kissed each other just wearing that sexy underwear and Ally got so hot watching us that, honest mom, Mary-Jane and I could see Ally's pussy-juice oozing and running down her legs. And she wasn't even touching her herself!"

Bobbie laughed. "Different women have different fetishes, honey. Pretty much all women like sexy, frilly, very feminine undies on their ladies, I expect." She grinned. "Well, 'cept maybe the women that really like the masculine type, 'butch', lesbians. But some women really, really are into sexy, feminine lingerie on their ladies, if you know what I mean. Ally certainly seems like she does. I hope you and Mary-Jane didn't let all Ally's sweetness go to waste!"

"Oh, no, mom. We each grabbed one of her legs, draped Ally's skirt over our heads and we licked her legs clean. Mom, that's all it took. We didn't even get near her pussy and Ally had a cum, mom. A big, juicy one."

"That's wonderful, honey. Ally is sizzling all the time. That's why she can cum so fast. She's got what we call a hair-trigger cunt!

"But, right now, sweetie, scoot and get in mummy's shower. I'll go and get our wives out of the sack and into the shower also. Your friends will be here soon."

45 minutes later Bobbie and Jackie were in the kitchen, making lemonade and burgers. Lisa and Mary-Jane were still upstairs but soon could be heard, giggling, coming down the stairs. Their moms turned to look as they entered the kitchen. The girls looked spectacular.

"Oh, wow, honey," Bobbie whistled and said to Jackie. "Would you just look at these two hot babes!"

Lisa had on a tiny, yellow bikini that Ally had bought for her. It was supposed to have blue polka dots but the tiny, totally inadequate pieces of cloth hiding her nipples, tied around her smooth back with tiny pieces of string-like cloth, had only enough room for one polka-dot each, right on top of each nipple.

Fortunately, her firm boobs required no support. Her tits stuck pretty much straight out of her chest. It was lucky such succulent boobs needed little support because the string top that Ally had specifically picked out for her was definitely not there for that purpose. Its only function seemed to be to hide Lisa's large nipples. If she was going to an actual beach, the small triangle of cloth between her legs, covering the golden triangle beneath, did meet the law's requirement, Bobbie supposed. Because technically, it did cover her pussy but some of the hairs of her cunt-fur could be seen sprouting out the edges. Ally had taught her how to trim it or shave it completely but she hadn't lately. Lisa hadn't decided yet which she liked the best and Mary-Jane hadn't told her yet what she liked the best. Bare pussy or a nice little bush.

Mary-Jane's bikini, another gift from Ally, was a deep, concentrated, royal purple and just as small as Lisa's. The only difference was that the top to MJ's suit had not so much to cover. Her titties had grown a little lately but were still a ways from matching Lisa's pair. Mary-Jane always shaved down below so the little, tiny triangle of the bikini bottom, barely covering her slit, wasn't an issue.

The doorbell rang. "You two young ladies look dazzling," Jackie said. "Now go bring your friends to the kitchen to meet us.'

A couple of moments later, Lisa and Mary-Jane returned to the kitchen. They were holding hands with two yummy looking girls they introduced as Amanda Scott and Julie Ross.

Bobbie and Jackie could both feel their mouths water and their pussies throb.



An Unusual Family Ch. 07



I reckon I've been a little remiss in posting my story series: An Unusual Family. Normally posting a series, I re-cap the story, briefly, at the start of each chapter for the benefit of those who haven't read previous chapters. Or at least post an advisory that one perhaps might want to read previous chapters. Or, as can be done, with a little work, try to make each chapter stand on its own.

However, I haven't been doing that at all.

Firstly, I reckon most readers are smart enough when clicking on, say, chapter 7 of a story, to realize they might benefit from reading other chapters. I assume that if they find anything to like in any particular chapter they will probably seek out previous chapters on their own. Literotica does not make this particularly difficult. 

Secondly, for the most part, any feedback I've been receiving has mostly been from the same people so I already know that they've already read the previous chapters.

I've had complaints either way over the years just proving the old adage that you can't please everyone.

I hope some of you will enjoy chapter 7.

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When Lisa and Mary-Jane returned to the kitchen with their company for the pool party, all it took was one look at Amanda Scott and Julie Ross, the two 18-year-olds Lisa and MJ had chosen for the leads in the play they had written for the drama club and Bobbie and Jackie knew they were in for a hot day. The both felt their pussies throb and moisten. And these two sexy-looking teens weren't even in their bathing suits yet! The mothers had already decreed that there would be no sex today between their daughters and their friends. But could even the older ladies restrain themselves, confronted with these two, yummy, sexy girls? Bobbie and Jackie looked at each other, smiled and rolled their eyes. It was gonna be tough!

"Well, aren't you're two both just beautiful," Bobbie said, taking a deep breath and giving each a short hug, after being introduced. "I can't wait to see you in your bathing suits. You're both gonna look so sexy. Girls, take these pretty ones upstairs and let them get changed. Then hit the pool and your moms will be out shortly."

Turning to Julie and Amanda she asked, "How did you get here, ladies?"

Amanda, a gorgeous red-head with an impressive chest, narrow waist, rounded ass and long, shapely legs smiled and said, "My mom dropped us off. My car is in the shop and Julie doesn't drive. Silly girl has never gotten her license." She chuckled. "I think she's too dumb to pass the test!"

Julie Ross, a lot shorter and smaller titted, than her statuesque friend, but every bit as sexy, gave her a playful slap in the arm. Her coal black hair flew around as she shook her head and said, "I love you too, Amanda."

Once the girls went upstairs, Bobbie turned to Jackie, "Holy cow, Jacks! Did you see that? Those two are just gorgeous. And did you notice, babe, both of them eying us up? I think Lisa and MJ are right. Those two have definite lesbian tendencies but I can sense a shyness there and nervousness like we sorta expected. I wouldn't mind a session with either one or both of them but, as we discussed, I think we all need to cool it today. Let the girls just see us all interacting naturally. We won't blow their minds with a big pool orgy or anything. Right? If everything works out today, that can come later. I talked to Lisa and you warned MJ right?

"Yes, dear, but what about Ally? She'll be here soon."

"Goodness, yes! I forgot about Ally! She's a cop that should probably arrest herself just for what she's thinking sometimes. But, we can trust her, sweetie. Ally would never do anything we didn't want her to do. But still, those two sex-pots in bikinis? Ally's hot twat will go nuts. I think when she gets here, I hope you don't mind, love, you stay with the girls in case they need anything and I'm going to take Ally upstairs and take the edge off for her. Poor dear is going to have a wet bathing suit all day and I don't mean from being in the pool. We might have to help her out with, like, a session every hour."

A few minutes later, speaking of the devil girl, Ally arrived for the party and the women exchanged lovely 'hello' kisses. Not wasting any time, Bobbie took Ally by the hand and gently led her towards the stairs. Telling her she needed to talk to her, hoping she could get Ally in her bed before the girls were finished changing. 

Of course, she followed willingly, no questions asked. Ally Michaels was feeling awful, after passing out, drunk on wine the night before, but she knew full well that these were the golden stairs to paradise.

And today, for the first time, she was climbing them with Bobbie by herself! Her cunt was twanging and leaking. She wasn't sure why it was happening, Bobbie taking her upstairs without Jackie, but she was absolutely certain it wasn't just for talking. Ally grinned. This promised to be a very special romp!

As Jackie continued with preparations of food and drink, she heard the girls running down the back stairs and heard the splashes as they all jumped in the pool. She put her fresh-made burger patties and her freshly-cut condiments in the fridge. Using the little cart that seemed to get so much use in this house, she put on it the fresh picture of icy lemonade she'd just made, an ice-bucket containing an interesting looking bottle of wine and lots of glasses. She pushed it to the living room and through the glass doors to the patio beside the pool. The girls were swimming and splashing. Four sexy 18-year-olds, in bikinis, splashing in the pool, two definite lesbians and two possibles, had Jackie's hot cunt on high alert. She stretched out in a chaise lounge and poured herself a small sip of wine, preparing to enjoy the wonderful, for a horny lesbian, girl-candy show that was going on in the pool.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Bobbie and Ally were locked in a furious 69. Having not been over for a few days, Ally had arrived this morning, hung-over, really not feeling well at all, but, still, hot and panting for it. Whenever she parked her car at this address, Ally was never sure who she was gonna fuck with, but she didn't care. She could always be absolutely certain that she was gonna fuck someone. Or everyone! And the women were all so good in the sack that it really made very little difference.

Bobbie, after the lovely masturbation of her daughter, had gotten no relief herself so she was really appreciating Ally's hot, soft tongue slurping up and down her throbbing, juicing slit.

Upon reaching the bedroom, it had taken them only a few seconds to dispose of their clothes and crush their sexy, naked bodies together, kissing. A few seconds after that they were down, rolling around on the bed. And a very short few seconds after that, their heads were buried between each others thighs!

Sometimes, in pensive moments, Bobbie took time to ponder who actually she loved going down on her the best. The pure love involved probably made that Jackie, but, for sure, Ally Michaels' unabashed enthusiasm made her no slouch at sucking away at her pussy. Right at this instant, for example, Bobbie squealed, her body shook with thrills and she unleashed a gush of sweet girlie-cum into Ally's sucking mouth! In turn, Ally was jacking out hot pussy-cream for Bobbie to lick up and enjoy and she clutched MJ's mom's hot ass and licked and kissed and thrilled her, unmercifully, sensually prolonging her first delightful cum of the day.

Both being so horny, these first cums came quickly and would certainly not be enough for this horny pair. So the licking and sucking continued. Once they had given each other several wonderful cums - was it several cums or one big one? With no appreciable time lapse between, it was hard to tell! - Bobbie and Ally lay in the cozy bed and warmly cuddled. Bobbie knew full well about Ally and her taste for younger girls. She told her about the two young girly treats that were in the house this day and repeated her desire that there be no coming on to, much less actual sex, with the girl's classmates.

"A little flirting is OK." she decreed. "A little innuendo. Between us older women, sure, let the girls see touches and feels, hugs and some kisses and other displays of affection, especially verbal ones. These girls are nervous and unsure and undecided. I think they are attracted to other women but aren't sure whether they are lesbians or not. We don't know how much their mothers have told them. I don't want some irate mother calling me, accusing me of trying to corrupt or even rape her daughter. So we're all just gonna 'cool it' for today. Aren't we, Ally, dear?"

As she asked that question, Bobbie didn't wait for an answer. She knew all she had to do was express her wishes and everyone would honor them. She never felt the need to belabor her point. Besides, she was busy!

Presently, she had four fingers in Ally's twat, two fingers up her bum, wiggling them around and she had to move fast to get her face down in time to lick up the geyser that erupted from Ally's hot pussy. She certainly wouldn't have wanted to miss that! Hell, the shower in her bathroom hardly sprayed as good.

After Ally finished shuddering through another cum, she kissed the mouth that had been so recently on her cunt and tasted her own sweetness.

"You know, I understand, Roberta and, of course, I'll behave. But don't blame me if I have to steal Lisa or Mary-Jane away once in a while, for some relief."

Bobbie hugged Ally tight. "Of course, sexy! I just mentioned exactly that to Jackie, before you arrived. That we might find you and one of our daughters missing from time to time today. Just don't take both of them. That wouldn't be very sociable when the girls have company. And, when you do, have a quick cum and that's it. No marathon sessions that I know you like!

"Actually, now that I'm thinking of it, that can be part of what we have planned for today. Having these new girls see other women kissing, before you disappear into the house will be great. You know sexy kisses, but not too long, maybe a little feeling up. Just don't go too far. We're playing this day all by ear and we just want the new girls to get comfortable seeing two women together, being affectionate and loving. Let them use their imagination from there. I just don't want anyone actually going down on anyone or anything in front of them. I think I wanna even have a talk with these girls moms and see where they're at about their girls having sex period and lesbian sex in particular. I personally broke in Lisa and Mary-Jane and Jackie joined us the next day and I've always been glad of that. Compared to Lisa and Mary-Jane being lured into bed by anyone else. Maybe these girls moms feel the same way."

Ally grinned at Bobbie, "Why didn't you enlist me to investigate these moms?" she asked, just before diving her face back into Bobbie's muff. From then on, her voice was a little muffled – no pun intended - but Bobbie heard her, "You could have counted on me. I would have gotten to the bottom of their sexual opinions!" 

Bobbie giggled and stroked Ally's short, but stylish, red hair, pulling her head tighter to her.

"Well, if they have any lesbian or 'bi' leanings at all," she chuckled, then moaned as Ally's hot tongue found her juicy clit, "I'm sure you would have gotten to the 'bottom' of things, all right." She chuckled again, "But right now, big detective Ally, if you've conducted your investigation of me well enough, you know, by now, what I want! So let's get at it! What'cha waiting for, doll?"

In truth, hot and horny detective Michaels was not making her wait at all. Bobbie began to squeal as Ally continued questioning her suspect. Using her own patented investigative technique! Maybe exquisite, sweet torture to her blazing hot pussy would make this woman spill the beans!

After she gave Bobbie another juicy thrill-ride, they cuddled together again. Bobbie seemed nice and mellow, as well she should, Ally thought, after her latest big cum, so she steeled all her nerves.

"Bobbie," she said, "There's something I have to tell you. Please don't get angry."

Very curious, Bobbie gave Ally a kiss and told her to go ahead.

Ally told her all about how her partner, Jake, was still convinced that she had something to do with Pete's accident. She told her about the man that had been arrested, on other charges, and that her partner had discovered the link between him and Bobbie and the man's wife. Plus the phone calls between Bobbie's cell and his house.

Ally wasn't altogether certain she should be telling Bobbie this, in fact, she was pretty sure Jake would be in a rage if he found out about it. But it was eating her up and she had to tell Bobbie, her idol, her lover, her friend, and ask the question or she felt she would explode.

She was starting to realize the wisdom of the advice given at the police academy about never becoming involved with a suspect. And the police department's usual policy or removing any cop already emotionally involved with a case from the investigation of said case. She knew that if Jake Hopkins had reported her involvement with Roberta Montgomery she would have been told either to stay away from the woman or remove herself from the investigation. Actually though, she reflected, except for briefly briefing her on the suspect's arrest, her partner had not included her in any interrogations or follow-up investigations. So, really, except for the barest bones, her partner was already not including her on this one.

Hearing this news, Bobbie didn't get angry. Although, while she didn't say it, inside she was annoyed. Not at Ally. At that man.

She told Ally, once the naked policewoman told her the man's name, that she, indeed, had had an affair with the man's wife and, yes, had made some calls although she couldn't possibly remember, off the top of her head, if they were on the exact days Jake Hopkins said they were. She said she had only talked to the man's wife about pleasant memories of their affair. She did not offer any explanation of why she made the calls in the first place.

Right or wrong for having told Bobbie about anything in the first place, Ally felt better for having done it. She wanted to believe the naked woman holding her in her arms, but, she asked herself, could she, really? Ally just didn't know. She knew she was way too close for comfort and that she could never separate her feelings for Bobbie from any kind of objective thought. She reminded herself, sternly, that being a dynamite fuck did not mean you couldn't be a liar or worse. She also knew she'd never tell her partner about any of this.

So, the women left it at that, and a while later, after another couple of quickie cums, Ally, after a quick shower, fortified with some aspirin in her tummy, was looking dazzling, in a white bikini. Bobbie had chosen a fiery orange one, and the pair were a treat for everyone's eyes when they came wandering, arm-in-arm, out to the pool. Their bikinis were just as skimpy as the younger girls and their big tits were swinging freely. When Jackie saw them coming she rose and did a dive into the pool. Ally and Bobbie dived in behind her. They surfaced, met, and all kissed briefly. Swimming a length, then back, they drifted over to where the teens were goofing around in the shallow end of the pool, gossiping and laughing. Bobbie thought Ally's eyes were going to pop out of their sockets.

"Hi gang," she said, "This is our friend, Ally. She's a policewoman. Is everyone having fun?"

Julie and Amanda made their way to meet Ally and the horny police detective was in her glory as she received a couple of wonderful hugs from the incredibly gorgeous girls. Bobbie was glad and, truth be told, even more so was Ally, that Bobbie had just fucked her almost senseless, moments before. Or her raging hot cunt and ceaseless libido might have caused her just to break down and start trying to kiss to these beauties. Girls this yummy were just made to be kissed, and more, after all, weren't they?

There was some chatting as all the older women told the girls how lovely they all looked in their skimpy suits. How wonderful their titties looked. Once they had the girls were all giggling and blushing from all the attention and compliments, Jackie and Bobbie left the younger women and went to sit by the pool and have a glass of wine.

As they lounged and sipped wine, they watched the four 18-year-olds and Ally still mingling around in the pool. Talking and laughing and splashing. Bobbie noticed that Julie and Amanda were staring more and more over their way. Anytime they were sure the two new girls were watching, they would lean over and share a kiss. Not a long, drawn-out sexy kiss, just an affectionate loving-type kiss. It wasn't much longer before the whole gang was gathered around the older women, having a glass of lemonade.

Except Ally. She took a glass of wine, carefully had a sip, almost puked, held it in and took another sip, shaking her head and making a face.

Jackie smiled at Bobbie and winked, "Rough night, Ally-girl?" she asked. And she continued, "Oh, aren't we bad girls, Bobbie-dear? We didn't put on any sunscreen. Or offer any to our guests!"

She reached down and picked up the three bottles she'd placed under her lounge chair earlier. One she tossed to Ally. Another she handed to Amanda.

"Ally, you put this on Lisa and MJ," she said. "And Amanda, dear, why don't you do your friend, Julie? Then you can trade and she can do you, sweetie." Turning to her wife, she said, "Here, I'll do you, love."

Ally was in 7th heaven rubbing, with trembling hands, the sun-screen all over her two young lovers, Lisa and MJ. She really would rather have been doing the new girls but she understood the perfect logic in keeping her hot, horny hands off these two cuties! Julie and Amanda weren't using their bottle of sun-screen as of yet. They were too busy staring as Jackie creamed up Bobbie, who made sure to make low moaning sounds as she enjoyed the cool lotion being slowly and sensually rubbed all over her back and shoulders. Then Jackie moved to her front and their gazes became even more riveted.

Jackie filled her hands with the creamy lotion and placed them, palms down on the upper slopes of Bobbie's big tits. The lotion came out between her fingers as she squeezed gently. There was not much covering Bobbie's beauties so she had not much to impede her as she massaged all around the soft flesh. She squirted more cream between Bobbie's bulges and as it ran down between them she gently eased the tiny fabric of the bikini top aside, exposing her large, brown nipples and cuddled a titty in each hand bringing them together, trapping most of the sun-screen, but leaving a little to dribble slowly down Bobbie's flat tummy. Then she slowly rubbed her wife's big tits together. She carefully kept the chuckle she felt inside her, as she watched Julie and Amanda's eyes almost pop from their sockets!

When Bobbie's titties were glistening in the sun, she gently placed them back into the bikini cups. Jackie moved both hands on Bobbie's tummy now and began running her palms in circular motions, covering her belly. She caused giggling from the girls when she inserted the tip of a finger in her belly-button and twirled it all around. With her hands still covered in cream, she ran her hands right down Bobbie's long, lovely legs and rubbed around her sexy feet, making sure they were left shining in the sun.

Julie and Amanda were mesmerized by this performance. Not to mention Ally, still performing the same ritual for Lisa and MJ and going out of her mind with a throbbing, drooling cunt, watching Jackie cream up Bobbie. When Jackie had finally coated her wife, head to toe, she handed the bottle over and told her, "your turn now, love. Do me, please, dear." She smiled, "Julie and Amanda, dears, you haven't used any sun-screen yet."




An Unusual Family Ch. 07



Both Julie and Amanda were feeling very warm and moist, unfamiliar tingles under the triangle of cloth that was covering their pussies. Rather then do each other, as Bobbie had suggested, instead, Amanda shyly passed the bottle to MJ and asked her, sweetly, to do her. Julie oozed up close to Lisa and ask if she could put the sun-lotion on her.

As all the woman finished putting lotion on each other, the older women noticed that Julie and Amanda, very obviously, seemed quite smitten with their daughters and, smiling, they realized that Lisa and MJ, no matter how much they loved and were devoted to each other, seemed pretty taken with Julie and Amanda also. Bobbie's eyes sparkled. The possibilities here were endless. The two older women smiled. The day was proceeding just they way they wanted.

Watching all the different young girls rub the creamy sun-lotion on their lovely, girlish bodies was becoming almost too hot for everyone. No one was certain about the new girls but, for absolute sure, the others all knew one another well enough to know that everyone's pussy was throbbing and juicing. Sun-screen all around the triangles of their bikini bottoms and pussy-cream within.

Jackie, Bobbie and Ally took frequent sips of their chilled wine. Bobbie noted that Lisa and Julie were sitting very close and so, too, were Mary-Jane and Amanda. She smiled, knowingly. She also noticed that they were drinking a lot of the icy lemonade in some vain effort to cool down a bit.

"Anyone hungry?" Bobbie asked. "Jackie and I could throw some burgers on. What do you say?"

Everyone agreed. So Jackie lit the grill and Bobbie went into the house to fetch the food. When she returned, Lisa and Mary-Jane were back in the pool with Amanda and Julie. She placed the burgers and buns on the shelves at the end of the grill and asked, "Where's Ally?"

"She said she had to go inside and pee," Jackie answered.

Bobbie laughed at that one. "Dear, she had to go in and jill herself off! Wanna bet? Julie and Amanda are really gorgeous and sexy. If I hadn't had that session with Ally, I'd be jilling myself. Your pussy must be boiling hot, Jacks! Here let me flip some burgers and why don't you go find Ally and help her with her little problem?"

Jackie accepted Bobbie's suggestion with almost a sigh of relief. Her wife was right. Julie and Amanda and the sun-screen interlude and now the sight of the four sexy teens in the pool were driving Jackie to distraction. Gratefully, she pulled off her apron and handed it to Bobbie.

"Have lotsa fun, dear. I'm gonna. I'll see you later."

Sure enough, inside, she found Ally lying in Lisa and Mary-Jane's bed, her bikini bottom pulled down and she was furiously jiggling her cunt. Jackie could see how wet she was and all the moaning coming from Ally's mouth had made her very easy to find.

It took her only a second to lose her bikini and fall on top of Ally in the bed, her face displacing Ally's hands on her cunt.

"Oh, fuck, Jackie-girl!" Ally cried. "I'm so fuckin' hot! Give me a work-out there, you sexy thing!"

It took them a long while, but when Jackie and Ally returned outside, they found Bobbie and all the girls gathered around the long picnic table having a burger. They joined in and had a snack. And a glass of wine. After her many cums today, a couple of glasses of the hair of the dog that had bitten her, a couple of aspirins and now a burger, policewoman Michaels was feeling a whole lot better. Not to mention, getting something off her conscience, rightly or wrongly, that had been bothering her to no end.

After everyone had eaten, Bobbie and Jackie, each a glass of wine in hand, kicked back and stretched out in their lounge chairs.

As usual, Bobbie took charge. "O.K., young ladies. We've all had a lot of fun. Time now for some work. I've been hearing about this play you all are gonna put on. Julie and Amanda, I'm told you two are gonna be the leads. You gals are gonna be playing a hot, young lesbian couple. I noticed you saw Jackie and I having a kiss before. We just happen to be a lesbian couple so we are really qualified to critique what our daughters have written and how you two portray lesbians. So, let's go, girls. Let's hear a run-through."

Lisa ran inside and got everyone copies of the play, the copies she had made when Bobbie had driven her to the copy shop before they had returned home for some hot sex.

The girls read their lines beautifully. Including policewoman Ally Michaels, who in the context of the play was assuming the role of a strict professor at a college, virulently anti-sex and very homophobic. The idea, in this act, was she had just caught the two lesbians portrayed by Julie and Amanda in a clinch in their dorm room and was raving to them about being immoral and threatening all kinds of punishment. Talk about a stretch. The real Ally would have just joined in! But she was having fun and was a real trouper and did a credible job.

When it came time for kisses in the play, Bobbie and Jackie placed no restrictions on the duration of the kissing. But they noticed that, indeed, when Julie and Amanda were kissing they seemed a little tentative and nervous. At first, at least. Maybe it was just having an audience but everyone was sure that except for the play auditions they were novices at kissing other women. But they were troupers also and did their best.

And, from Ally Michaels' perspective, her hot cunt creaming, their best was pretty damn good.

Bobbie and Jackie lounged in their chairs, sipped wine and very pleasurably observed the girls run through their scenes several times. By then, the girls could even recite most of their lines without even reading from their copies of the play.

Policewoman Ally Michaels, in such close proximity to the luscious bodies of Julie and Amanda, having to watch them kiss, was nearly beside herself. When they took a break and were all back sitting at the picnic table she caught Mary-Jane's eye with a pleading look on her face.

"Can you give me a minute in the house to help me with something?" she asked Mary-Jane. Of course, MJ, being nobody's dummy, knew exactly what kind of help Aly needed!

"Be right back, gorgeous," she told Amanda, their shoulders rubbing as she was sitting very close beside her.

Amanda clutched her hand for a moment. "Please don't be long, Mary-Jane," she said, "I'll miss you while you're gone!"

MJ leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, "I'll be as quick as I can be, sexy. I'll miss you too!"

As soon as they got inside, Ally took her in her arms and gave her a long, slow, wet kiss. "Jesus, MJ! Where did you find those fine girls? They've got me so fuckin' hot! Please, let's go upstairs and have a fuck!"

Mary-Jane kissed her back. "Sure, Ally, I'm sizzling hot myself. I want to fuck Amanda so bad! But both moms don't think I should. Not today. They think it is too soon to go too far with girls still so unsure of themselves."

Ally and Mary-Jane were so hot and horny they almost never made it to the bedroom. They just about did it right on the stairs. They were kissing and rubbing each others cunts and, at one point, almost tumbled right down the stairs. But soon they were on Mary-Jane and Lisa's bed and bikini parts were thrown around the room and they were naked, hugging and kissing.

Ally pushed Mary-Jane to her back and, in a frenzy of lust, licked and sucked her beautiful tit-toppings before moving down to her throbbing, drooling pussy! She french-kissed her cunt, loving the feel of pussy-lips on her lips and sticking her tongue deep inside Mary-Jane, feeling her pulsing pussy clutch it and squeeze it. Ally wiggled her tongue, removed it and started long, slow licks up and down MJ's taut slit, bottom to top. On her bottom route she lifted MJ's ass high enough so she could tongue her sensitive ass-hole and every time she reached the top, she used her tongue to lavish love on her throbbing clit. With all her juices flowing sweetly, every nerve-ending tingling, Mary-Jane could hear the slurping sounds as Ally sucked every precious drop into her greedy mouth. MJ shuddered, clutched Ally's head and gave her all she had!

When the object of her lust was throughly shaking and basking in thrills, Ally removed her face from MJ's box and lovingly took Mary-Jane's hands and placed them on her pussy where her face had been. Then she moved herself up and sat her cunt down right on MJ's face! Snuggling her twat carefully over her eagerly open mouth, Ally spread her pussy-lips with her fingers and wiggled her ass so her cunt would move around and dribble girlie-cum for MJ.

"Gobble me up now, Mary-Jane," she cried, "Please, baby, baby, give my pussy a suck. Eat me, MJ, eat my hot cunt!"

MJ did love Ally and was only too eager to give her pleasure. "Use my hair, cop-lady!" she cried. "Pull my face tighter to your pussy. Wiggle your fine ass and go for a cunt-ride, Ally-girl!"

Ally was so hot she kept begging for MJ to suck her but there was no need. Mary-Jane loved eating Ally's pussy. She grabbed her ass and pulled the horny policewoman tighter to her face. She kissed and licked and drank up the love offerings that Ally was giving her.

"Ride my face, Ally. Ride hard. I can take it. Oooooh, baby, do I ever love your cum!"

It was a good thing she did love Ally's cum so much because, so worked up by Julie and Amanda, she was practically drowning MJ in it. The warm goo was all over Mary-Jane's face and she sucked up what she could and licked harder so Ally would jack out some more!

Having snuggles after their fuck, Ally moved her lips close to Mary-Jane's ear and teased her. "I notice that you and that cutie Amanda are getting really chummy. She sticks real close by your side and I can't help but notice that you aren't exactly pushing her away." She chuckled. "Once you fuck her, MJ, can I have a turn?"

Mary-Jane laughed, tilted her head and kissed her current bed-mate. Then she got serious.

"Ally," she wondered, "Lisa and I are married and everything. Do you think it would be wrong for us to have other girlfriends?"

Ally chuckled. "Of course not, silly. It's only wrong when there is lying and cheating and sneaking around behind someone's back. We lesbians, or at least I do, tend to fall in love a little with every girl we fuck but that doesn't mean we don't have that one true certain love for someone. As long as you and Lisa agree that she can have that sexy little Julie as her girlfriend, while you have Amanda, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. In my opinion, at least. You might want to ask your moms but I'm certain that they'll tell you the same. Look at them. They love each other with a love like I've never seen before. But they still fuck other women, don't they? Like lucky little old me! It doesn't change how they love each other."

Mary-Jane nodded, happy with Ally's explanation and gave her a long, slow tongue kiss that soon had them both hot again for more pussy-fun.

After their furious fuck-session, when Mary-Jane and Ally rejoined the others outside they had enormous smiles on their faces. Only Bobbie and Jackie and Lisa knew exactly why those smiles were there. Julie and Amanda suspected, maybe, and Amanda was a trifle jealous, but she hid it well, giving Mary-Jane a hug and telling her how much she'd missed her. Fresh from a fuck, Ally was able to give and receive hugs without her cunt throbbing and oozing too much cream.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. They all swam some more and played in the warm water. They ate some more, sipped wine and lemonade and for an hour the girls even practiced the lines in their play again. Bobbie and Jackie's plan for the seduction of Julie and Amanda seemed to have worked out very, very well. The two young girls seemed very comfortable now with their predilection for their own sex that had been bothering them. They had spent the day in the company of a wonderful group of lesbians and had seen nothing but fun and laughter, genuine caring and lots and lots of love. What, they asked themselves, could possibly be wrong with that?

As the day drew to a close and the guests were changed and gathering their things to leave, Bobbie made sure to ask for the phone numbers for the girl's moms. Tomorrow would be a good day to talk with the mothers and find out just where they stood, how comfortable they were with their daughter's becoming young women and see if they had even noticed that their daughter's weren't 'boy-crazy' like teenage girls were apt to be. Instead, it was very apparent to Bobbie, they were 'girl-crazy'. Most moms, Bobbie knew, would probably just be very happy that their daughter's weren't lusting after sperm-delivering guys. They might not have put much thought into the alternatives. It was their plan to help them out with that, if needed.

"Lisa and Mary-Jane and Ally!" Bobbie called them from the kitchen where they had snuck off for kisses. "Come on, now. The girls have to leave. MJ and Lisa, you're driving the girls home, aren't you?

"Sure, mom, of course, we'd love to do that! Sorry, we were coming in second anyway!"

"What do you think, Jacks?" Bobbie said to her wife, "I think these girls have been such beautiful young ladies all day that they each deserve a wonderful good-night kiss from our daughters when they get them home. Don't you think, Jacks?"

"By all means!" Jackie agreed. "They all deserve it!"

Bobbie smiled and the girls left. After all the day's activities the house seemed quiet. There was a brief moment of disagreement in the driveway when it turned out neither Lisa or MJ wanted to drive. For obvious reasons. But they resolved it. Rock, paper, scissors. Once in gear, on the street, Mary-Jane drove one-handed so she and Amanda could hold hands. Lisa and Julie got in the back-seat and sat very, very close together.

They arrived at Amanda's house first. She got out of the car and Mary-Jane followed her. They were very close and got closer.

"Thanks for a lovely day, Mary-Jane," Amanda said, suddenly a little shy, starting to turn to walk into her house. Uncertain about what she knew was about to happen. She wanted MJ to kiss her, but, in a funny way, she also didn't.

Mary-Jane, however, was not indecisive at all. She reached out, grabbed her hand and spun Amanda around. She placed her hands on her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"Not so fast there, girl. I want to thank you for making this such a wonderful day, Amanda," Mary-Jane told her, "I really enjoyed it, really enjoyed having you near. May I show you now how much I loved it?"

The girl nodded, excited, and Mary-Jane drew her in tightly to her. She took Amanda's head in her hands, tilted it slightly, gazed into her eyes for a moment, then, closing her eyes, lowered her lips onto hers. Their silky lips slid together smoothly. It was a wonderful, sweet kiss full of meaning and promise and tongue-tapping and the girls made it last a nice long time. Mary-Jane, careful not to let her hands wander too much around Amanda's gorgeous body, gave her a last hug and whispered in her ear.

"Get your gorgeous, sweet self into the house, Amanda. I'll call you tomorrow, for sure, sweetie!"

Somehow, on the drive to Amanda's house, Lisa and Julie, though cuddled closely together, had just held hands and whispered to each other. Somehow, some way, Lisa had managed to refrain from kissing her. But left alone in the car now, Lisa and Julie were enjoying the same sweet kiss, swirling their tongues in each other's mouth, their creamy lips sliding against each others. They kept kissing until Mary-Jane got back into the car.

Lisa had prompted Julie what to say.

"Home, James, slowly, please!" Julie barked MJ her orders.

MJ chuckled. "No fair, you two! You get more time for kisses than Amanda and I had."

In deference to MJ, Lisa managed to not kiss Julie constantly on the short ride to where she lived with her mom. But, once there, she walked Julie to her door and kissed her again under the porch light. Julie pushed Lisa away fairly quickly though and said, "Sorry, Lis. I love your kisses but I don't wanna have to have a scene with mom if she looks out right now!"

"I understand, sweet-stuff," Lisa said. "Not every girl has moms as cool and MJ and me. Go on inside and have sweet dreams of me. I'll call you tomorrow, promise!"

Once back in the car, she leaned over to MJ, still behind the wheel and kissed her. "Get us home, wifey-dear, or I'll rape you right here and to heck what Julie's mom might see through her window."

MJ laughed. "You can't rape the willing, silly!" she said. "You think I'm not horny? Hope there's no cops between here and home. Well, at least we know Ally won't be pulling us over!"

Arriving home, going inside after putting the car in the garage, they were not surprised in the least to find no one around. They looked at each other, grinned and raced for the stairs. As they tripped up the stairs, still holding hands, the familiar sounds and the unmistakable smell of sex raced down the stairs to meet them. They ran to their mom's bedroom and eased it open. Wide grins decorated their faces when they saw what they saw.

On the bed, Bobbie and Jackie and Ally were all naked, lying in a tangle of limbs! Bobbie's head was between her wife's thighs, Jackie's face was plastered into Ally's pussy and, from the moans and groans coming from Bobbie's lips, Ally was doing a hell of a job on her wet cunt. The hot triangle on the bed was alive with quivers and shivers and moans and groans.

Lisa and Mary-Jane just stood and watched the incredible scene. All the women were groaning now, moaning out their pleasure, exhorting their lover to, 'Keep up the good work!' The girls heard their moms squealing.

There was Jackie, "Bobbie, Bobbie, Bobbie. Lick me some more, lover! Don't ever stop!"

And Bobbie, "Ally-girl, what a wonderful pussy-gobbler you are. You really know how to do it, don't you? Suck it, girl. Suck it, SUCK ITTTTTTT!"

And then there was Ally, "I love you Jackie. I love the way you lick my pussy. Here it cums, oh, fuck, here it cummmms! Oh, fuck me! That's it, that's fucking it! Hot fuck! How Christ-Almighty-good that feels!"

Ally, used to spending a lot of time around men tended to curse more and use more graphic language than the others.

Lisa and Mary-Jane, watching the action, were kissing, hot and urgently. They'd had an incredible day with the other girls but that was then and this was now. They each had one hand tangled in the others hair, holding their lover's head in place and their other hand was busy with the others wet pussy. Being polite little lesbians, they waited until each of the women in the bed had gushed her cream-load into the mouth of the one loving her cunny. They were boiling hot, the two teens, and, polite or not, the slurping, sucking sounds of girl-cum getting sucked up was almost too much for them.

But, at last, the three women on the bed were done, for the moment, with their pleasure. A trio of heads lifted out from between six different thighs and the women all looked at one another with grateful love in their eyes, then noticed their audience.

"Girls! You're back. Didn't even hear you! I guess we were busy! Did you get your little girlfriends home O.K.? Did you give them lots of nice kisses? Are you gals hot right now, by any chance? Are you panting for some action? Well, then get those sweet little asses on over here."

The woman on the bed rolled over a little to make room for Lisa and Mary-Jane, who'd rushed out of their clothes. After their make-out session with Julie and Amanda and watching the torrid love-fest between their moms and Ally, they were panting for it, all right! Their nipples were tingling, their pussies throbbing and drooling.

To start things off, after kisses, Lisa and Mary-Jane snuggled their hot, dripping pussies over their mom's mouths as Jackie and Bobbie lay back on their pillows. 




An Unusual Family Ch. 07



This meant that Ally had both of the older cunts to herself. Kneeling between Jackie and Bobbie's outstetched legs, bending one way and then the other, she switched back and forth, sucking one pussy and then the other. All the while stroking the smooth backs of Lisa and Mary-Jane as they rode their itchy cunts all over their mom's faces, reveling in the hot sucking of their mothers. The girls were so hot that it took no time at all before they were squealing in ecstasy and quenching their mom's hot thirst with their gushes of creamy girlie-cum! Jackie and Bobbie's heels drummed on the mattress as Ally ate their pussies into squirting loads of juice for the always cum-hungry policewoman to lick up.

"Oh, wow!" exclaimed Mary-Jane as she exploded through her cum, drenching her mom's lovely face. "Woman, did I ever need that!" She leaned to the side and gave Lisa some hot kisses. "I wanted to fuck Amanda all day and I just know she wouldn't have minded at all!"

Bobbie had to swallow a good mouthful of her daughter's cunt-honey before she could answer. "You're right, MJ. I could see that Amanda was hot for you and I'm sorry. But, MJ, that is just the way your other mom and I felt. We wouldn't have wanted strange girls dragging you gals into sex. Whether you wanted it or not. We all had a wonderful day and just think of the blow-out sex that is waiting for you and Amanda. And you and Julie, honey. I think it'll be all the better that we've waited to do it up right."

She reached up to give one of MJ's titties a squeeze. "I'm gonna phone their moms in the morning and set up a meeting, have them over for lunch or something. I know you gals think it terribly old-fashioned of us, but your other mom and I will just be more comfortable. I still think it is important that we have the moms on-side before we have you jumping in the sack with their daughters. If you two were sweet, innocent little virgins, like Amanda and Julie, you remember, the girls you used to be, once upon a time, instead of the cunt-hungry lesbians that you are now, that is what we would want. Before I met Jackie, I had lots of sex with girls Julie and Amanda's age but only when the girls were already having sex anyway, already."

She chuckled. "And besides, looking at those two gorgeous girls today, I really, really want to meet their moms!"

"Yeah, I know you're right, mom. It was just tough keeping my hands off Amanda. Didn't you think she was just gorgeous? And Julie too. Lisa, I know you were hot to fuck her, don't tell me you weren't!"

"Who said I wasn't?" Lisa replied, sitting on her mom's tits now as MJ was sitting on her mom's, and leaning down to feed her own titties into her mom's hungry mouth. "Julie's a real doll. A wonderful, fuckable doll and I'm going to eat out her puss and teach her how to suck the cum out of mine." She squealed a little as her mom playfully bit her nipple.

All this hot talk was heating up the women again. Ally was still crouching between the legs of Jackie and Bobbie, listening to the conversation, playing with their twitching twats and fondling the bums of Lisa and Mary-Jane sitting on their moms breasts. Dreaming of fucking Julie and Amanda herself!

Bobbie reached down and tousled Ally's hair just as Ally gave her pussy another sweet kiss. "And you, my dear, I was so proud of you today."

Ally looked up from her pleasant pussy-sucking task and grinned, her face wet with juicy cream.

"Come here, sweetie," Bobbie told her, "Come lie beside me. Cuddle with me, dear." Bobbie stretched out her arm and Ally lay on it so Bobbie could snuggle her close. They kissed.

"I know you love us, Ally. Mary-Jane hop off mummy now. I want Ally to sit up and feed me her pussy. I think she really deserves another good pussy-suck and I'm going to give it to her, right now!"

Jackie, lying beside Bobbie on the other side, took Mary-Jane's hand.

"Scrunch down, sweetie," she said to Lisa, "make room for Mary-Jane to sit on my face and feed me her pussy while Ally does the same for your other mom."

Lisa slid her ass down her mother's body leaving a slimy, creamy trail because her cunny was still dripping juice. She mated her crotch to her mom's and began a lovely rocking motion, stimulating both their pussies, giving them both shivers and thrills.

Mary-Jane hopped off her mom and now that Jackie's mouth was free she snuggled her cunny right over it, dripping cream and then more cream into Jackie's mouth as her tongue came out and applied some long, wet licks all around her box. Mary-Jane was facing Lisa, sitting cunt-to-cunt with Jackie, as she did this and so they could hug and kiss while all three pussies were vibrating and sending jolts of pleasure through the three of them.

Beside them, Ally was squealing with the lovely work Bobbie was doing on her hot, sweet twat. Lisa and Mary-Jane quit hugging each other and both reached out and cuddled one of Ally's titties, flicking their thumbs over her nipples. This added to Ally's pleasure and she gushed out more cream for Bobbie to enjoy.

Once the ladies had all cum in this set-up they switched it around again. They were all incredibly hot tonight! Ally, Mary-Jane and Lisa apparently weren't the only ones that had their fire stoked by all the new girls around the house all day.

Bobbie realized that her taste for younger women had increased over the years. While Jackie was 34, her love for her was a whole different case. Sex with her daughters had been increasingly pleasurable for Bobbie and, today, she had looked upon Julie and Amanda as more than just her daughter's friends or even girlfriends. Bobbie knew that if she and Jackie received any encouragement at all from their mothers for their daughters to experience lesbian sex with Lisa and Mary-Jane, it would not stop there.

As for Jackie, she was still amazed at her transformation since meeting Bobbie. A few months ago she had been sexually repressed, unaware of her lesbian leanings, only knowing that she hated what passed for sex with her now-dead husband, Pete. Now she reveled in her sex with Bobbie. She also loved the sex with her daughters and, she too, was not about to deny her yearning to go to bed with the lovely Amanda and her gorgeous friend, Julie.

Before Bobbie, Jackie would have thought such thoughts were condemning her to purgatory. If she'd even considered having such thoughts. Now it seemed natural, even beautiful. Bobbie had made her so happy she thought if she could make other women as happy as she was and realize their true lesbian selves, then not only she shouldn't be ashamed of it, it was her duty.

Bobbie and Jackie's big bed was just big enough for what the ladies tried next. They arranged themselves in a circle, but bigger than the 3-woman circle they had going when the girls came home.

This time it was a five-woman daisy-chain they were attempting and, with lots of laughing, they pulled it off. Jackie's mouth was on Bobbie's pussy, Bobbie's on Ally's, Ally's on Lisa's, Lisa's on Mary-Jane's and Mary-Jane got to complete the chain, sucking Jackie's hot pussy and receiving her beautiful offerings of pussy-juice.

Five women, eating five pussies. It was beautiful! The slurping and licking sounds filled the room along with the squeals and moans of women being pussy-licked towards orgasm. Their bodies were shuddering and shaking so much they actually managed to cause the sturdy oak bed to jiggle a little!

It was impossible to tell who had their cum first or last. Maybe it was simultaneous. No one really cared. Five pussies spasmed. The cunny-cream flowed. Thirsty, sucking mouths were filled with gushes of hot girlie-cum. Hot, creamy cunt-honey was savored and swallowed and five beautiful women sucked for more. The moans and squeals became louder and the cums intensified. The wonderful lesbian sex went on and on and these five women never wanted it to end.

However, finally they were exhausted. It had been a long, hot day, filled with sexual tension, topped off by this incredible, show-stopping lesbian orgy. When the last cum-shudder subsided, five very tired but satisfied women did not even move. Heads resting on the thighs of the woman whose pussy they had been eating-out, the five women drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Their wonderful Saturday was over.



An Unusual Family Ch. 08



Sunday morning dawned. There was a beautiful sunrise, but the sleeping, fucked-out women, didn't see it. After screwing each other almost unconscious, Jackie and Bobbie, Lisa and Mary-Jane and the surrogate, sort-of-adopted, pseudo-daughter, 26-year-old Ally Michaels all slept in a little and missed the gorgeous sunrise.

But, finally they awoke, all still snuggled warmly together in Bobbie and Jackie's extra-big, cozy bed. The five women had topped off Saturday's pool party that had included Julie and Amanda, the friends of Lisa and Mary-Jane, by having a wonderful orgy. Climaxing, (if you'll pardon the pun) with all five locked in a beautiful lesbian daisy-chain, mouth to pussy, mouth to pussy, and so on, in a large circle that covered the entire big bed. The few minutes following their awakening were filled with hugs and kisses as the five lovers celebrated the start of a new day by doling out some love to one another. Lots of snuggles and kisses. Temptation was rampant for more sex-play but there was a lot to do today so they didn't linger too long in the bed.

Bobbie, the head of this loving family, who no one ever questioned or begrudged, made sure of that. She got them to pull their bums out of the bed, all admiring each others lovely asses as they did so and together all five made use of Bobbie and Jackie's enormous shower room and helped each other wash away the residue of their late-night sex marathon.

Washed, dried and refreshed, still naked, they returned to the bedroom. Bobbie stripped the extra-large sheets from her extra-large bed and they all helped re-make it. Everyone chuckled when they saw that the sheets that were removed were basically one large pussy-juice stain. Five women, in the same bed, orgasming, one after the other, almost steadily for several hours will do that to sheets. Even if every effort is being made for the other women to lick up all that pussy-juice.

All five donned bikinis, seemingly the uniform of this home, and since everyone was starving they went downstairs together. Ally, Lisa and Mary-Jane gave Bobbie and Jackie the morning off, put on the coffee and started making pancakes and French toast. Jackie and Bobbie went out to sit by the pool and enjoy the quiet, with only the chirping of the birds, plus the warmth of the early morning sun. When the coffee was ready, Lisa poured two cups and took them to her moms. "Breakfast will be served shortly, oh honored guests!" she clowned around.

"Do you think we'll really get any breakfast served out here?" Jackie wondered out loud, after Lisa had left, "Or will our daughters get all horny for one another, as per usual and forget about us?"

Bobbie chuckled, "I guess we'll find out, Jacks." She took out her cell phone, where she'd snuggled it in her bikini cup next to one of her glorious titties, and pushed the numbers she had been given the night before by Amanda and Julie.

Of course, Jackie could only hear one end of the conversation. "Hello, Ms. Scott? This is Roberta Montgomery . . . Yes, that's right . . . Mary-Jane's mom . . . Pardon me? Amanda can't quit talking about Mary-Jane this morning?" Bobbie winked at Jackie, "Well, Mary-Jane won't quit pestering me about Amanda either, Ms. Scott. Pardon me again? . . . O.K., that's Sarah . . . Well, Sarah, I was hoping you would be free to come over to our house this afternoon. I have something to discuss with you . . . yes, concerning our daughters . . . oh, yeah, I'd thought you'd be wanting to talk with me too! . . . you'll be here about one? Lovely! I look forward to meeting you. Bye for now!"

Bobbie looked at Jackie and grinned. "Well, that's mine. Do you want to phone Ms. Ross, honey?"

Jackie laughed, "Toss me your phone. Mine's inside somewhere."

Just as Jackie was wrapping up her conversation with Julie's mom, practically word for word the same conversation as been had by Bobbie and Amanda's mom, Ally, Lisa and Mary-Jane arrived from the kitchen pushing the cart filled with platters containing stacks of pancakes and French toast, bacon and sausages. Plus a new pot of coffee. There wasn't a whole lot of conversation while the woman enjoyed a wonderful breakfast on the picnic table. As Bobbie poured maple syrup on some French toast she realized, again, that the sweet syrup was nowhere near as yummy as the wonderful honey that she could get to squirt from her lovely daughter's beautiful pussies.

When she was finished her breakfast, Ally jumped in the pool, swam some lengths and, emerging from the water, announced that, before they'd brought the breakfast out, she'd been talking with her partner and that she had to meet him at the station. Some looks that no one else noticed, passed between Ally and Bobbie, but Bobbie just shrugged her shoulders and said, "We'll miss you, dear. Call me later, please."

After Ally had gone inside to get dressed, leastways no one assumed she was going to the station in her bikini, Bobbie and Jackie chuckled and addressed their daughters.

"I was taking to Sarah Scott already this morning and Jackie had a conversation with Kim Ross, Julie's Mom." Bobbie began. "They were both watching for their daughters to come home last night, looking out their respective front windows and what do you suppose they saw? They each saw their daughters having kisses with you two. Long, slow, sexy, tongue kisses. What do you girls have to say about that?"

Lisa and Mary-Jane looked at each other and then their moms. "But you said we could give Julie and Amanda good-night kisses, moms." they protested.

Bobbie and Jackie looked at each other and burst into laughter at the worried look on their daughter's faces. OK. They'd had their little joke. Jackie came clean.

"Sweeties, that was wonderful. The looks on your faces was just priceless. Anyway, we worked hard all day yesterday to get Julie and Amanda comfortable with lesbian love and seducing them just a little. That plan seems to have worked just about perfect. And, sweethearts, Sarah and Kim don't seem angry about you having kisses with their daughters. They're just very curious and expressed some concern, that's all. They seem genuine in their concern for their daughters and a little frightened that their daughters might be lesbians. But they want to talk about it. When they didn't angrily bite our heads off, or accuse you two of molesting their daughters and seemed willing to discuss the situation, we realized that probably everything was going to work out."

Bobbie took over. "Anyhow, they will all be on their way over here shortly. Moms and daughters. We'd like you all to stay out here, though. Jackie and I will send the girls out, have some tea or some wine with their moms and talk the situation over, moms to moms. But no sex-action unless I come out and give it the O.K. O.K? Chin up everyone. I have a good feeling. I believe everyone will have the ones they want in the sack by sundown. If not long before."

Jackie and Bobbie announced that since the girls had made breakfast that they would clean up and took all the dishes back in the house. Lisa and Mary-Jane remained. Their luscious bodies clad only in their different colored bikinis, the two of them looked positively scrumptious lounging by the pool. They found their cell-phones and dialed.

When Amanda's sweet voice answered her cell, MJ's heart melted a little and she cooed into the phone, "Good morning, my lovely Amanda. Do you recognize my voice? It's me, Mary-Jane. Did you sleep well, you foxy thing, you?"

A similar conversation was taking place in the lounge chair beside her. "Hi, Julie, sweetie, it's me, Lisa. Just called to see how you were this morning and if you'd had sweet dreams about me. I had lovely dreams with you in them!"

That wasn't entirely true. Lisa had been fucking so hard and was so sexed out that when she had finally fallen asleep she hadn't dreamed about anything. But she sure knew how to sweet-talk Julie. Telling her things she knew any girl wants to hear. But Lisa meant them. She wasn't doing a boy imitation and just bull-shitting to get into Julie's panties. She figured she really didn't have to. She just wanted Julie to feel good.

Amanda Scott was very excited. She had admired Mary-Jane Montgomery, during classes, from afar and joined the drama club, once she knew Mary-Jane was in it, hoping for the chance to be near her. She'd never kissed anyone before but, nervous as hell, she had put all her heart into her effort to give Mary-Jane a proper, sexy kiss the afternoon the club had play try-outs at their meeting.

Julie Ross had never kissed anyone either, before those practice kisses for the play. But she had been dreaming about it. She felt silly as hell, but she'd even practiced kissing a mirror. She had thought about asking Amanda to practice with her, but had chickened out of that. She had really been excited about spending the day with Lisa when she'd invited her to her house for the pool party. She had been thrilled all day being around Lisa and had swooned and her pussy creamed when she took her in her arms beside the car last night and proceeded to kiss her. With some meaning and feeling, not like their try-out kiss at the meeting at school.

Amanda Scott did not know anything about sex and less about lesbians, how they were, how they acted, whether she was one or not. She just knew that her whole body tingled when she was near Mary-Jane. She hadn't even been schooled by her mom about her puberty and the wild hormone ride she had been taken on. But she was absolutely convinced of one fact. She was in love with Mary-Jane Montgomery. And now, here was the girl she was in love with, calling her on a beautiful Sunday morning. 

"May I see you today, Mary-Jane? I really want to," she said to MJ. "I had so much fun spending the day with you yesterday."

Mary-Jane chuckled into the phone. "Of course we can do something today, if you like. My mom has been talking with your mom and I believe you are all coming over here. Maybe we can sneak off by ourselves and have kisses like we did last night. I think you liked that, didn't you, Amanda? I like your kisses. You are really good at it."

Amanda's pulse was racing. Her virgin pussy was throbbing and wet at the unexpected compliment. "Oh yes, Mary-Jane. I loved it when you kissed me. I'd love more kisses with you."

Mary-Jane chuckled again, "Then more kisses with me is exactly what you shall have, cutie. I'll see you soon, Amanda."

Amanda was breathing hard. "I can't wait, Mary-Jane." she replied. She desperately wanted to add, 'I love you, Mary-Jane', but chickened out. Both girls ended the call more-or-less simultaneously. They managed to avoid the old teen cliché of, 'you hang up first, no, you hang up first.'

Lisa might have laughed at the corniness and the clichés emerging from that phone call, except her conversation with Julie Ross, occurring at the exact same time, was taking the identical direction, including many of the same chiches. If you overheard one conversation, you overheard two, because Lisa and Julie Ross were saying the exact same things to one another. Because, similar to Amanda's mom, Julie's mom, Kim, had sadly neglected Julie's sex education, seemingly embarrassed to talk to her daughter about life and growing up and sex and other things a girl her age needed to know.

Julie didn't understand the feelings she was having about other girls and especially Lisa. All she knew is that her stomach did flip-flops when she was around Lisa Warren and that when Lisa had kissed her last night she thought she'd died and gone to heaven. There was an unfamiliar moistness between her legs. Like Amanda, Julie was naïve sexually and didn't know anything about being a lesbian although, from what little she knew, she suspected she might be one. But how was she to know for sure? Once they were home in their beds, last night, Amanda and Julie had spent a long time on the phone with each other, trying to explain to one another the feelings they were having.

Once they ended their calls, Lisa and Mary-Jane, dove in the pool, swam some laps, met somewhere in the middle of the pool and hugged and kissed. They stroked each others bodies and discussed what they hoped was going to happen this afternoon.

They knew all about Jackie and Bobbie having other women in their bed. But, leaving Ally aside, they hadn't done that yet. They'd been told that having an extra girlfriend was OK for them as long as they didn't lie to one another. So, anticipating jumping in the sack with someone else today, they assured each other that lying and sneaking around would never happen and each declared their love for the other, swearing that having sex with another girl would not change that love. Only they knew whether each really believed what they were saying.

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Hearing the door-bell, Jackie and Bobbie answered the door together and greeted Sarah Scott and Kim Ross. Having company, they had changed from their bikinis into shorts and t-shirts. Along with the mothers, were, of course, their daughters. She noticed the girls had arrived with their hot bodies already gloriously displayed in their bikinis, towels over their shoulders. Jackie and Bobbie carefully watched their mother's reaction as they gave the girls hugs, telling them how pretty they looked.

"Lisa and Mary-Jane are out by the pool." Bobbie told them. "Why don't you two run out there, have a swim and leave us mothers to have a talk and get to know one another?"

Sarah Jacobs and Kim Ross were both striking looking women. Not to mention sexy! Both had long, dark hair. They were dressed similarly in simple sun-dresses which exposed quite a bit of their fine bodies without blatantly being obvious or slutty. Kim Ross was a little taller and had a bigger chest than her friend. Overall, Jackie and Bobbie thought they both looked just scrumptious.

They'd both had husbands but were now divorced. Both husbands had left with the same complaint. After Julie had come along, and Amanda, their wives had seemed to lose all interest in sex. Neither man had been laid – by their wives, at least - in a long while. Were they just cold? Were they out and out frigid? Were they just up-tight? Were they lesbians? Cold and frigid were the top contenders. No one even thought of the lesbian angle. After all, they were both married with a child.

Of course, Amanda and Julie were anxious to find Lisa and MJ. They were very hot to be around the objects of their affections. They desperately wanted Lisa and Mary-Jane to greet them with kisses but they wondered if they dared hope or dared let them with their moms so near-by. They worried, even though, granted, that last night, their moms had said nothing to them except to ask them if they'd had a nice day and with a quick, 'sure did, mom!', they had ran off to their rooms to phone one another. The lack of questions about their day with their friends had been very conspicuous at breakfast at both households. It was almost as if there was something their mothers did not want to know.

Once the girls had went outside, Jackie and Bobbie seated Sarah and Kim on one couch. "Coffee, tea, or would you like a glass of wine?" Jackie asked.

Both women answered quickly, in unison, "I think I'd like a glass of wine!"

Bobbie seated herself while Jackie went to fetch some White Zinfadel that was chilling in the fridge along with some glasses. The two women seemed very uncomfortable, sitting very straight, each at one end, on the very edge of the couch. Bobbie attempted to put them at their ease.

"Please sit back and relax, ladies. I don't bite, you know. And neither does Jackie." She chuckled, softly. "We only nibble. Seriously now, ladies, please make yourselves comfortable." Jackie returned and each woman gratefully took a gulp of the wine she gave them.

"We know you aren't going to bite us." Sarah Scott said. "Obviously. We're just a little nervous. Neither of us has been in this kind of situation before."

"And what exactly is this terrible situation you find yourselves in?" Bobbie asked. "Four adult women discussing our daughters. What's the big deal? Don't be nervous, please, ladies. Myself, I think it's a rather nice situation." Her eyes sparkled as she surveyed the very womanly forms of their guests. "You two are concerned that you saw our daughters kissing your daughters. I suppose that's understandable even though, I gotta say, I'm not sure that I understand it. Well, drink your wine and settle down. Let's talk things over.

"We are all adults here and we're going to have a nice, frank, safe, adult conversation." She took a sip. "But first, Sarah," she said looking at her and "you, Kim," she said, shifting her gaze over to Julie's mom, "No matter what is said here today, it is our hope that we can all be friends. It would be nice, beings as our daughters seem destined to be friends." She smiled. "You know, going to the same school and belonging to the same club and all."

Bobbie continued smoothly, "So, Sarah and Kim, first off, why don't you let me give you my little speech. I'll tell you what I think about your daughters and when I'm finished you can jump on me with both feet, if you think I'm wrong and ask any questions you like."

Sarah and Kim both drank more wine and nodded. Jackie smiled and re-filled their nearly empty glasses. She decided the way Sarah and Kim were emptying their glasses she better put another bottle to chill. She knew her wife well. She knew Bobbie wouldn't pull any punches. She had a feeling Sarah and Kim were going to need the fortification.

"Well, now, I hope you're comfortable because I've got a lot to say," Bobbie began. "To begin with, I should tell you, just in case you don't know already, that Jackie and I are lesbians. We are married and we love each other. I've known I was a lesbian all my life, while my wife here just realized she was several months ago, when we first met. Jackie, dear, if I twisted your arm or waved my magic wand and, somehow, magically, turned you into a lesbian, against your will, please tell that to our guests."

Sarah Scott glanced over at her friend Kim. "We might be naïve about certain things, Ms. Montgomery," she said, "but we aren't totally dumb. Of course, any girl can be raped by a man, or, I suppose another woman, but we realize a total change of sexual orientation can't be 'forced' onto anyone."

Bobbie smiled. "Please, no more 'Ms. Montgomery'. I'm Bobbie and this is Jackie. And you're right on about that, Sarah. I'm glad we all agree, so far. Anyway, to continue. Our daughters are lesbians, also. Obviously, as you just pointed out, Sarah, we didn't make them that way, except maybe by contributing our DNA. They just are who they are. They sleep with each other and with us. I hope that doesn't shock you. Let me just say, again, just in case you haven't noticed, that we are all very happy. Sarah and Kim, you each have a beautiful daughter, both of whom I suspect are lesbians also. I'm sorry if that troubles you. But it hardly matters for what I have to say next.

"The point is, ladies, they don't know themselves whether they are lesbians or not. They are confused and having feelings they don't understand. And they are 18-years-old! They are growing up, ladies. No, correction, they are grown up. They are young women. I really hope this doesn't offend you, and you can be as angry with me as you like, but I think, as mothers, you have sadly neglected a large part of your motherly obligations by not talking to your daughters about what they are going through. Not educating them about their bodies and sex. As mothers, I suppose the fact that your daughters might be lesbians maybe would concern you, but I find the fact that your daughters don't even know about themselves, is the real issue here."

She paused for a moment but Bobbie wouldn't have been Bobbie if she had stopped before she had said everything she had to say. "Be angry at me, all you want, if you like, but I'm not finished. Jackie, love, fill Sarah and Kim's glasses. They are looking a little uncomfortable again. More wine might help them relax. Kim and Sarah, I'm trying to be as kind as I can be, but your daughters have grown up and there is not a damn thing you can do about that. Happens to all us moms. Our children grow up on us. Your daughters are experiencing all kinds of feelings now, possibly, but not likely, for the first time. They are noticing boys and other girls, hearing other boys and girls talking about sex, observing boys and girls kissing and stuff. And if you don't mind me saying so, I think Julie and Amanda have definitely noticed other girls more than boys.




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"You know, unless you are really homophobic or something, as mothers, the fact that your daughters like other girls, rather than boys, really should make you happy. It is inevitable they will want to experience sex soon. Our daughters didn't, but I know a lot, if not most girls, have been jumping in the sack before they are 18 years old. I will compliment your parenting to the extent that your daughters have not done that. But, trust me, you can't stop that from happening much longer, nor should you try either.

"So let's continue that thought, shall we? If that first sex happens with boys, you have a myriad of worries. Pregnancy. Diseases of all kinds. You know, STDs. We all know condoms, if you can even get a boy to wear one, and other forms of protection, are not 100% effective. You have none of those worries with other girls. And then, there is the always the same, constant, age-old problem with boys. Horny, teenage boys will say anything to pretty girls like Julie and Amanda to get into their panties. The successful high-school studs, like the Johnny that fucked my Mary-Jane, know just what to say to a girl. Which is, of course, exactly the things the boys know the girls want to hear."

A pause for everyone to have a taste of wine. For Jackie and Bobbie, a sip. For Sarah and Kim, big gulps.

"Boys will tell girls they care about them, when they don't. They'll even tell them they love them, when they don't. They'll say anything they think will help to get the girls to let them fuck them. They usually leave a string of girl's broken hearts behind them. Would you prefer that your daughters experience sex for the first time this way or with another loving girl, who, when she says she cares about them, means it? I'm not talking life-time commitments here. Just honest, genuine caring. Our daughters will be very good teachers for your daughters and they will truly care about them. Our daughters will be nothing but gentle and kind with them and Julie and Amanda can experience the joys of sex without a lot of worries for you two."

Bobbie was a little out of breath after this long speech and paused to take another sip of her wine. She hadn't really planned on laying everything out on the line with Sarah and Kim so quickly, but, once she'd gotten started, she found the words just pouring out of her. Well, she was finished for now. Let the chips fall where they may.

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When Julie and Amanda came through the patio doors, Lisa and Mary-Jane were still frolicking in the pool. They, of course, came out of the water to greet their guests. Standing on the side of the pool, water dripping from their tits, they took Julie and Amanda's hands and drew them close. Holding their heads, caressing their hair, Lisa kissed Julie and Mary-Jane pressed her lips to Amanda's. Julie and Amanda had been dreaming about this since their kisses last night and eagerly kissed back.

Lisa and Mary-Jane licked the sweet lips of their guests and their lips parted. Their tongues peeked out and now everyone's tongue got involved, being sucked from mouth to mouth. Lisa and MJ slid their hands to the girl's shoulders and held them there, stroking and tickling. Then, still holding the girls, Lisa and Mary-Jane let themselves fall backwards into the pool pulling Julie and Amanda with them with a large splash. The girls surfaced, sputtering and laughing and proceeded to swim some lengths before re-emerging from the pool and stretching out on the chaise lounges. Lisa, beside Julie, holding hands and Amanda side-by-side with Mary-Jane, holding hands with a very thrilled Amanda.

Amanda gushed at Mary-Jane. "I'm so glad to be with you again today."

Mary-Jane chuckled, "I'm more than glad to see you, Amanda. I have to tell you, sweetie, that I'm really horny for you. I want to strip you naked, kiss your lovely body all over and make beautiful love to you. That's right, Amanda, dear, I hope you don't mind me saying so, and, pardon me if I seem crude, but I really want to have fuckin' hot sex with you. I really wanted to yesterday and would have, but our moms said we couldn't have sex with you and Julie until they talked to your moms. Which, obviously, they are doing right now. How 'bout it, dear? Do you and Julie want to make love with me and Lisa?"

Julie and Amanda weren't sure what to say. They loved the nearness to the girls and the touches and the kisses. At home, in private, when they showered, washing and drying their pussies felt great or when they wiped their cunts after pissing, but their moms had always told them, since they were little girls, that nice girls didn't touch themselves there, except for these necessary chores. Their thinking about Lisa and Mary-Jane hadn't really expanded yet to the thought of actual sex. Amanda and Julie weren't even sure how two girls did stuff.

But they both were plenty sure they wanted to try it. They had asked each other on the phone last night, if kissing felt as great as it did, how wonderful did the rest feel?

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Inside the house, Sarah Scott and Kim Ross sat silently for a bit absorbing the speech that Roberta Montgomery had just laid on them. They gulped mouthfuls of wine hoping the alcohol would soften Bobbie's words. Sarah, the more assertive of the two, considered getting angry, grabbing her daughter from outside and leaving. But then she reconsidered, thinking of her daughter and her feelings, going over Bobbie's words in her mind, trying to find a flaw in anything she had said. And she realized that Bobbie had delivered her little speech, not unkindly or accusingly, but with what seemed like genuine concern. And, to her consternation, she was forced to admit she had to agree with most of what she'd heard. Maybe all of it. Both her and her friend, Kim, had been feeling guilty about not being more honest and adult with their girls but had just, so far, been too intimidated and embarrassed to talk to their daughters about sex. Hell, they hadn't even faced their own failed marriages and their own sexuality.

Jackie spoke up. "Sarah and Kim," she said, "I, too, sadly neglected Lisa's sex education. Since we've all gotten together and become a family, her and I have discussed it. I was too blind to see it and I now regret being neglectful in this area. Lisa has told me how hard it was for her, how confused she was, having all these feelings she didn't understand and not having me available to discuss them with her. I'm so happy that she and Mary-Jane got together and it has been all resolved so happily. Bottom line? I think Lisa lucked out. As did I, myself. And maybe your girls have lucked out also. Don't deny them this opportunity, please, ladies."

Finally Sarah Scott found her voice. "Let me understand this. What you are calmly suggesting, like we're discussing the price of groceries or something, is that we agree to let your daughters have sex with our daughters. Is that about it Ms. Montgomery, er, Bobbie? And you agree, also, Jackie?"

Bobbie smiled patiently. "Let me say again. No one is going to molest anyone. No one is going to force anyone to do anything that they don't want to do or aren't comfortable doing. That is just about the only rule we have in our home. Only with your agreement, our daughters are going to make beautiful love to your daughters and, I truly believe that they are going to love it. And profit from the knowledge such a sexual encounter will impart to them. Do you and Kim have something against pleasure, by any chance? We could have just went ahead and let nature take its course yesterday and all this would have already happened. But we did you the courtesy of keeping the reins on our daughters until we had a chance to talk with you."

"And we appreciate that, I guess," Sarah said dryly.

"And, by the way, how much longer do you think you can expect your daughters to refrain from having sex, no matter what you say? Back away from doing what is natural, deny themselves what their bodies are telling them to do, even if they hadn't met our daughters? Well?"

She noticed Kim Ross had said nothing. Just held her glass over to Jackie several times for re-fill. 

"Do you ladies want Jackie and I to go outside so you can be alone for a bit and discuss this?"

Sarah and Kim shook their heads. Sarah continued talking and Bobbie and Jackie saw that Kim Ross, though still saying nothing, was nodding her head in agreement.

"We've actually talked about a lot of this, Kim and I, and we agree we've been lax in discussing sex with Julie and Amanda. We deserve everything you said to us about that, Ms. Montgomery, er, Bobbie. And I have to say that your logic about teen-age boys is impeccable. I know my heart was broken by the first boy I let fuck me because he told me he loved me. Then the next weekend I saw him at the movies with his arm around another girl. I was devastated. Luckily I didn't get pregnant or anything but, I agree, with boys, that is always a possibility. That's why I was hoping that Amanda would hold off on the sex stuff 'till she was older, 'til she had her degree. And I know Kim hoped for that with Julie. But, I have to agree, with her having sex with another girl, all those worries go away. I can't speak for Kim but if Mary-Jane wants to have sex with Amanda, I'm giving it my blessing. Just please ask your daughter not to hurt her. Please?"

"Mary-Jane wouldn't hurt anyone," Bobbie assured her. "She wouldn't know how. She is a loving, gentle girl and quite fond of Amanda. She'll treat her right. With love and respect. What about you, Kim? You've been very quiet, letting Sarah do most of the talking."

Inside, she was thinking, it must be hard to ever get a word in edgewise when around Sarah Scott. She was a lot like herself, Bobbie thought. Just naturally more assertive. Probably great in bed.

Bobbie was wrong about that, at this time, but then, Sarah Scott didn't really know her own sexual self, as of yet.

Kim Ross took a sip of wine from her glass that Jackie was still keeping full. "Sarah was talking for both of us. Believe me, if I had disagreed with anything she said I would have spoken up. Like Sarah said, I also can't deny your logic. Julie is grown up. I can't look at her without realizing that. And I know she's been fighting off sexual advances from boys, as so has Amanda. If she has her sexual desires met by Lisa it should keep boy's cocks out of her and I'm all for that. I'm like Sarah, if she wants sex with Lisa, she can have it. But, again like Sarah, I have to ask that Lisa never hurts her."

"O.K.," Bobbie said, "Listen up, everyone, again. No one is going to hurt anyone! Lisa is like Mary-Jane. She couldn't hurt anything or anyone. Just the thought of anyone or an animal even, being hurt moves her to tears. Whether it happens with a boy or another girl, every teen-age girl goes through some kind of heart-ache while she grows up. I can't possibly guarantee that somewhere down the line there won't be some sadness if the girls break up. But, trust me, both Lisa and Mary-Jane will be nothing but kind and, above all, honest, with your daughters."

Sarah and Kim nodded. They had really no idea, coming over here, what was going to transpire but they sure hadn't been thinking that they would be sitting here, almost casually giving their blessing for their daughters to suddenly be engaging in sex. With other girls, no less. But talking with Roberta Montgomery, she made everything seem natural. With her soothing voice, her honesty and logic, she painted a picture of everything being wonderful and natural and right. More than that, she couched it as almost a necessity. She made them see no bad consequences, only lovely pleasure for their girls.

'What mother,' they each asked themselves, 'could deny their daughters that?' So Sarah Jacobs and Kim Ross both nodded.

Bobbie stood. "How wonderful! Excuse me for a moment, ladies. I'm going to step outside and see what our little ladies outside are doing. Take them some lemonade. Give them a little wink. I'll be right back."

When Bobbie went outside she found the four teens were lounging on lawn chairs, holding hands, Julie close to Lisa and Amanda snuggled next to Mary-Jane. There was nothing overtly sexual happening but it was a peaceful, romantic, wonderful scene just the same. Bobbie carried a tray with lemonade and glasses to the picnic table and the four girls, still holding hands, came to refresh themselves.

All were very anxious to find out what had been happening inside the house. Lisa and Mary-Jane though, didn't even have to ask and Bobbie did not have to say anything. The girls took one look at her broad smile and the peaceful look on her face and knew the talk with the other moms had gone well. Bobbie watched them all take a glass.

"Well, my dears, I'll leave you alone. I want you all to enjoy yourselves for the rest of the day. Ta-Ta, ladies. Have fun."

Before she even made it back into the house, Mary-Jane and Lisa pulled Amanda and Julie to them and they were having really nice kisses. Mary-Jane's hands wandered around Amanda's body, moving down to cuddle her ass-cheeks and pull her cunt-mound up against hers. 

She whispered into Amanda's lips, "Oh, Amanda, sweetie, you and I are going to have such fun." 

Taking her hand, she led her back to the lounge chair and laid her out. With Amanda on her side, there was room for Mary-Jane to lay on her side next to her and cuddle her close. The two teens kissed again and again. Amanda's young body was on fire with tingles that she'd never felt before. Mary-Jane whispered into her lips. 

"We'll go slow, darling" Mary-Jane said. "Make sure you're comfortable with everything we do." Then she returned to the very pleasant task of giving Amanda the best kisses she knew how to give. 

Amanda and Mary-Jane were so wrapped up in each other they could have been alone on some desert island somewhere. But beside them Lisa and Julie were snuggled in another chaise lounge intimately having kisses also. Both Lisa and Mary-Jane were incredibly horny for their two new sweethearts but both wanted to take it slow. Both Amanda and Julie seemed incredibly into what they were doing but Lisa and MJ also knew they were virgins and inexperienced. 

But inevitably bikini tops became removed and tossed around the patio. Not making it to float on the pool water this time. Then the bottoms joined the tops. All naked now, slowly maybe, but surely, Lisa and Mary-Jane began to make long, slow, delicious love to Julie and Amanda.

**********

When Bobbie got back inside from bringing lemonade to the pool and giving Lisa and Mary-Jane the 'thumbs-up sign' for fun and games with their guests, she returned to the living room and looked around.

'Hmmmmm, that's interesting,' she thought to herself. There had been a change in seating arrangements. When she'd left, Sarah and Kim had been sitting side-by-side on one couch. Now Jackie and Kim were sitting together on the love-seat and seemed to having quite the conversation. She laughed, quietly to herself. As per usual, Jackie's brain and her own were functioning almost as one! Bobbie plunked herself down beside Sarah on the couch.

"How are you feeling, dear?" she asked kindly. "Don't worry. Nothing bad is going to happen. We can't turn your daughters into lesbians. They are either already lesbians or bi and they will accept the pleasure that our daughters give them and continue on with their lives. Or they won't, but my money says they will. And, as we've discussed, that is really a bonus for you and Kim. And don't worry, girls fooling around with girls at this age doesn't even necessarily mean that they are lesbians. Lots of young girls fool around with and have their first sexual experience with another girl. As they get a little older, your girls might meet guys they like, decide to try sex with a man, decide they like it and give up sex with women. No one can predict these things exactly but an early sexual encounter with another woman does not, in any way, mean that they can only have lesbian sex forever. I'm sure, intrusive as our government has become in our lives, they haven't passed that law yet!"

Sarah Scott was not sure what was happening to her right now. Today had been all a little overwhelming. All she knew was that she liked it. Before Bobbie had returned, Sarah's body had been tingling watching Jackie and Kim sitting closely together on the loveseat, Jackie's hand lightly stroking Kim's arm. The two women had gone to the kitchen together to get another bottle of wine and this is how they had sat when they returned. Now Bobbie Montgomery, a lesbian, was sitting next to her, very closely and Sarah's body was really tingling and felt hot. Her pussy was knotting up like it hadn't for years.

"I know that, I guess," Sarah replied softly. "It's just that . . ."

Bobbie put her finger up to Sarah's lips. She noticed again they were full and lush and wet and sparkly with some lovely peach-colored lip gloss.

"Hush, dear. No more talking. We've had more than enough talk for one day, don't you think?" She rested her hand on Sarah's shoulder and played with her long, dark hair. "But, may I ask you one more question, sexy?" Sarah nodded. Bobbie could feel her trembling. "You are really a lovely woman, yourself, Sarah. It is very easy to see where Amanda gets her stunning looks and body! I'm thinking that I'd really like to kiss you. May I, dear?"

Without waiting for an answer, Bobbie took Sarah's chin in her hand and slowly turned her face to hers. Sarah said nothing but her eyes were telling Bobbie yes, yes, yes, please kiss me! She could feel Bobbie's other hand tenderly cupping the back of her head.

"So lovely, so beautiful," Bobbie repeated and meeting no resistance from Sarah she gently pulled her head to hers until their lips met. Sarah Scott had never been kissed by another woman. It had been a long while since she kissed with anyone. But she hadn't forgotten how. The warm, wet way of it. Bobbie's lips were wonderful on hers and she gently opened her mouth to admit the hot tongue that had been pressing the doorbell of her lips. As if asking, 'Sarah, can your tongue come out and play?'

It was a long, sweet, first kiss. But then, Sarah felt Bobbie's hand tighten on the back of her head, pull her more firmly to her and the kiss, under Bobbie's expert guidance became a hotter and more demanding, gimme sex kinda kiss! It left Sarah a little breathless. After a long while, when their lips finally parted, only so the women could suck in some much-needed oxygen, Bobbie looked over at the love-seat and was not at all surprised to find Jackie and Kim locked into a really nice kiss of their own. 'Way to go there, Jacks, girl!' she thought.

The four woman stayed lounging where they were, making out, for a long while. But finally, Bobbie had had enough with preliminaries. She drew Sarah to her feet and snuggled their bodies together, arranging their boobs together, for more wonderful, hot kisses. Sarah had lovely firm breasts and they felt great poking gently into Bobbie's larger, softer ones. Bobbie's palms were itching and her mouth was watering and she ran her hands down Sarah's bare arms and moved in on her tits and gave them some nice cozy squeezes. 15 minutes earlier, she might have expected a slap but now all she got from Sarah was some moans and sighs. Leaving her boobs, for the moment, taking Sarah's hand she told her, "let's go see how our daughters are getting on, why don't we, sexy? I don't want you to worry. Jackie, dear, if you can pry your lips loose long enough, why don't you bring Kim?"

The four women walked to the glass patio doors and stood, holding hands, looking out at the pool. Mary-Jane and Amanda and Lisa and Julie were all standing about waist deep in the water. There were all naked, at least as much of their young bodies that could be seen above the water, and, as the women watched from the house, were really enjoying lovely, wet kisses. They saw Lisa cup her own titties and bring them up under Julie's beautiful breasts. Lisa rubbed Julie's titties with her own then tickled her nipples with the big pink nipples topping her own fantastic boobs. Then she lowered her head and took turns sucking both of Julie's lovely, pink breast-toppers, the cherries on top of the sundae, into her mouth.




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At the same time, Amanda's perky breasts were also getting some loving from Mary-Jane. All the girl's hands were all over one another. It was plainly obvious to Sarah Scott and Kim Ross that their daughters were enjoying everything immensely and having the time of their lives.

As Sarah and Kim continued to watch their daughters, Lisa and Mary-Jane guided them to the side of the pool, gripped their hips and hoisted them out of the water, to plunk their lovely, naked asses down on the patio stones. Then, all the mothers could see were their daughters throwing back their heads and moaning, their fingers clutching the hair of Lisa and Mary-Jane as the heads of the obviously experienced girl-lovers, disappeared between the open legs of their daughters.

Bobbie chuckled. "See, don't your daughters look like they are enjoying themselves? If they don't like being made love to by our girls, they sure aren't putting up much of a fight about it. Why don't we go up to our bedroom and enjoy ourselves also? Why should the young girls have all the fun?" Sarah and Kim did not resist as Bobbie and Jackie put their arms around their waists and guided them over to the stairs.

Once upstairs, inside the bedroom, Bobbie and Jackie, with velvety whispers, slid down the zippers on the women's sun-dresses. Bobbie plunged her hands inside, found Sarah's panties and roughly tugged them down enough that she could take two big handfuls of her creamy ass. Sarah's bum-cheeks were smooth and firm and felt really hot in Bobbie's eager hands as she cuddled and rolled the lush bottom of Sarah Scott.

Jackie, unusual for her, was one step ahead of her wife. With what must have been light-speed, while Bobbie was still enjoying kisses and the feel of Sarah's hot ass in her hands, she had gotten Kim Ross completely naked and they were lying on the bed. Jackie was squeezing Kim's lovely-looking boobs tight, had her beauties pushed together and was sliding her lips from tit-peak to shiny tit-peak. Whichever of Kim's humungous nipples that wasn't in Jackie's mouth, looked like it could shoot laser beams to wherever Kim wanted to shoot them!

Bobbie, laughing quietly at the events of the day, laid Sarah next to her friend, and, after frantically getting her the rest of the way naked, proceeded to cover her body, head to toe with warm, wet kisses. One step ahead again, Jackie already had Kim Ross moaning in pleasure as she went down on her hot pussy. Bobbie could plainly hear her wife's lip smacks and slurps as she sucked up the hot pussy-lube of Kim. Not even to mention Kim's hot squeals and whimpers! It sounded so delicious that Bobbie dived into Sarah Scott's hot cunt and proceeded to give her a pussy-loving like none she'd had ever had before.

Almost instinctively, Sarah grabbed big handfuls of Bobbie's hair and thrust her cunny up at her new lover and pissed out cunt-cream, more than she even knew she had! She was shivering and shaking as she'd never felt anything like this before! Somehow, in the midst of all the thrills engulfing her, she found time to chuckle at the thought that if her husband had made her feel even ½ as good as this, she'd probably still be married. Did this make her a lesbian, she wondered. Her last thought before her body was engulfed with the wonderful pleasure of her climax was, 'Who friggin' cares!'

Beside them, Kim Ross was having much the same kind of thoughts as she had her hands tangled in Jackie's hair, holding her head tightly, in case the hard-licking woman had any thoughts of moving it. Fat chance, of that!

Of course - who would have? - Kim didn't want anything interrupting the incredible, sugary thrills pounding up and down the length of her body. She moaned and groaned, arched her ass up off the bed and drenched Jackie's face with a big gush of girl-cum. Lost as she was in the thrills wrenching through her, she found a couple of brain cells reflecting that if she'd ever got ¼ as wet for her husband, letting him fuck her wouldn't have seemed like such a chore.

She even found time for this little nugget of insight. Her lack of arousal? Was that his fault? Or maybe she'd always would have rather been in bed with a woman? 

Both Bobbie and Jackie raised their heads from the pussy they were loving, and shared a wonderful kiss, mingling the pussy-cream of the two women. The only thought left in Kim Ross' and Sarah Scott's heads at this moment was that if these women's daughter's were making Amanda and Julie feel like this, then, what the fuck, they'd all be lesbians together!

Bobbie and Jackie had Sarah and Kim on a wonderful merry-go-round ride and they twirled them around and around until both women were wailing, shrieking messes, gushing out bucketfuls of honey again and again. Bobbie and Jackie quit pussy-licking for a moment, looked at each other, their lips glistening wet and dripping with pussy-juice, grinned and threw themselves into another lovely, very wet kiss.

There eyes locked with the tacit agreement that their own pussy-needs could wait for the moment. Giving Sarah and Kim all the pleasure they could handle, getting them hooked on lesbian sex, was the priority!

With these four moms sweating up the sheets in bed and their four daughters wetting up the lounge chairs by the pool, one might say a good time was had by all!

Meantime, downtown, Ally Michaels was getting no sex at all, at the moment. She was at the police station. In very deep conversation with her partner.



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Mary-Jane Montgomery bit her tongue, gave a high-pieced squeal and groaned. She squeezed her eyes tight shut, rolled her head back and forth on the pillow - tough to do because she had some restrictions on her head movements - and wriggled her ass on the cool satin sheets of the bed.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck me!" she cried, "Lis, Lis, Lis! Right there, baby-girl! Give me another fucking lick there, sissy-doll! Lick, baby, lick! Twiddle that tongue! I'm almost there, sweets. I'm almost fuckin' there! Watch out, baby! Here comes the juice!"

By the end of that horny speech she was gasping, panting, really out of breath but she was exactly correct. One more wet lick on her tingling clitty from her sister's hot tongue and she was there all right. She was right fuckin' there! Right where she wanted to be! She had her cum, and it was a really sweet one! Mary-Jane jibbered and moaned as her cunny sent rippling shivers all through her, and her throbbing cunt spewed gobs of creamy girlie-cum for her sister to lick up. Her ass was humping on the bed now, thrusting her cunt upwards, carrying her sister's head with it because her face was still buried deep in her pussy, delightfully doing what Lisa liked to do best. That was eat-out her sister's sweet cunt until she sent her sister/lover/wife spiraling out of control and she would be rewarded with the sweet honey of her lover's cum.

Not that Lisa needed any encouragement, but she had barely heard all Mary-Jane's hot words urging her on. The restrictions on Mary-Jane's head movements were Jackie's smooth thighs as she was kneeling over her daughter's face feeding her some cunt too. Between moans of pleasure and hot words of encouragement to Lisa, Mary-Jane's tongue glided lovingly over Jackie's smooth pussy-lips, feeling the rasp of Jackie's pussy-stubble, tongue-tip tickling, poking deep inside the wet, clingy walls of her mother's sweet pussy thus making talking difficult. Not to say, impossible!

When Jackie's pleasure grew too intense, her clit too sensitive, she would hold her cunt just out of the reach of Mary-Jane's hungry lips and tongue and just enjoy the sugary thrills her daughter had surging through her, while her pussy drooled fresh, warm cream down into MJ's greedy, sucking mouth. This is when the teen-age cunt-lapper had enough vocal ability to urge her sister on the most.

Jackie was facing towards Mary-Jane's feet which put her in perfect position to watch her daughter suck the delicious cum from her sister's throbbing box and enjoy the sight of Lisa's hands jazzing away at her own sizzling hot cunt. From time to time, Jackie would lean down and using her silky blonde hair, lift her daughter's head from MJ's snatch so the two could kiss deeply, their cum-lubricated tongues tickling, sliding and tangling hotly together. Jackie could taste the sweetness of MJ's cunt-honey all over her daughter's mouth. She had tasted that lovely, creamy juice many times, of course, but Jackie always got a special thrill in sampling Mary-Jane's cunt-lube from her daughter's lips.

Sometimes, when her ass was raised above MJ's head, putting her snatch, for the moment, out of reach of Mary-Jane's thirsty tongue, MJ would mischievously slip two fingers up her mom's bum and wiggle them all around. Jackie would shiver and shake and cry out and her throbbing, hot pussy would gush out another bucketful of honey that would drench Mary-Jane's face and hair plus the sheets under her head with all the cunny-juice that the little teen just couldn't lick up.

These three women had had sex with each other countless times but their love for each other always made their sex-play new and fresh. Tonight, once they had switched positions many times and given each other many sweet cums they relaxed and cuddled together, Lisa and Mary-Jane snuggled, one on each side of their mom. Shivery after-cum thrills still rippled through them all as Jackie hugged each of her daughters tight.

"When do you suppose mom will be home?" Lisa wondered, referring to Bobbie, when all the panting was dying down and she finally had enough air to finally break the blissful silence. Jackie gave her daughter a kiss on the cheek.

She laughed at that one. "All I know, sweetie, is that Ally called and said she needed to talk to your mom, alone," she said, "so your other mom took her out tonight for a nice evening and by now they are back at Ally's place. What would be your best guess about when your mom might be home from Ally's bed?"

That made Lisa and Mary-Jane hoot also. If you were any kind of reasonably good looking woman, especially a 'younger', good looking woman, getting into policewoman Ally Michael's bed was incredibly easy. Finding the self-discipline to get out of it was the hard part.

Lisa leaned over and gave her mom a long kiss on the mouth. "Well, it's kinda handy that mom isn't here because we've been wanting to talk to you alone. Next Saturday is her birthday and we were thinking we should have a real cool party. We'll have our girlfriends, Julie and Amanda and your and mom's girlfriends, Sarah and Kim, Ally, of course, plus we'll invite girls from the drama club."

"Mmmmm," Jackie moaned, returning her daughter's kiss. "Sounds like a blast. Could be real interesting. And I'll invite Jeanette McDonnell and that sexy PA of hers. You gals think that Julie and Amanda need to getting it from other girls, don't you? Your other mom and I feel the same about their mothers. They are both good lovers but they really need to find play-mates of their own, besides us. Go ahead and set it up, dear. Your mom is going to be the big 4-0. We really should do something special for her. An all-girl party sounds like just the ticket. I'll pick one up anyway but we shouldn't even need a cake because I'm sure you two will have the house full with sweet, young twinkies for your mom to sample. Let's make it really fun!"

Mary-Jane and Lisa each cuddled one of their mom's big, soft titties and bumping their heads, each started sucking on the tasty nipple atop her prize, thinking of the lesbian tendencies shown by the girls of the drama club.

"It'll be lots of fun for sure, mom." Lisa moaned, her mouth full of her tit. Lisa and Mary-Jane had also been looking forward to sleeping with their lover's mothers. Who also happened to be their mother's lovers. Confused? Don't be. It really doesn't matter because it all adds up to s – e – x! With a capital S! 

"And speaking of cunny-fun," Lisa added, watching Mary-Jane's lips slide down her mom's titty to kiss her tummy and then lower to her snatch, "let's have some more, right now!"

**********

Meantime, Bobbie and Ally were cuddled together comfortably, in Ally's soft bed, between their own sex bouts.

"OK, Ally, dear," Bobbie said, giving her one more kiss. "I've taken you out for a nice meal, first time we've ever been alone together in public. We've come back here and had our usual great time in the sack. Now, how 'bout you tell me why you wanted to see me? How 'bout we level with each other?"

Ally laid her head on Bobbie's boobs. She felt she'd already leveled with Bobbie. Except for sharing her own doubts about her own performance as a policewoman, she had already broken all the rules and told Bobbie about the man her partner had in custody and the fact that Jake Hopkins knew that there had been some phone calls between Bobbie's cell and this man's home. Now, she told her that the suspect in tampering with Jackie's husband's truck brakes, had still more and more charges piling up against him. She told her, what her partner had told her, that this man was starting to waver and indicate willingness to start cutting deals, exchanging information for reduced charges and sentences.

"Bobbie," she said. "You really need to level with me now. My partner knows those phone calls alone are nowhere near enough to implicate you in Pete's death. But, all this guy has to do is confirm Jake's suspicions that you hired him and he'll arrest you for sure."

"But," Bobbie interrupted. "All that is assuming the guy even did Pete's brakes. He hasn't admitted that yet, has he?"

"No, dear, he hasn't said that yet," Ally admitted. "But, who knows if he might not do that. Compared to some of the other charges against him, tampering with Pete's brakes, especially if he says you paid him to do it, might not even be the worst of it. Which, of course, gives him incentive to use you and that incident to lessen his charges on the other crimes. All he has to say is, a) you hired him to do it and b) tampering with the brakes was never meant to kill Pete, just get him in some accident that would be a warning to him. And a good defense lawyer would surely point out that Pete's own drinking and speeding contributed as much to his death as the brakes. Bobbie, you are in a real serious position here. Even if this guy is lying to get reduced charges, it'll be your word against his. Now, your word as a respectable citizen is probably going to carry more weight, by a lot more people, than some known criminal, possibly, but it will still be a messy situation. If it comes down to a trial, who knows what sordid details of your life might come out, as this guy's lawyer tries to undermine your credibility."

"Fuck!" Bobbie said. Then she chuckled. "And you are one of those sordid details, aren't you now, Ally-girl?"

Despite the gravity of what they were discussing, Ally smiled. She knew, unless Bobbie was pumping out cunt-cream, lost in the midst of one of her big cums, she rarely used profanity. She also knew that Bobbie'd never throw her under the bus and bring up their relationship. Or her incredibly sexy, cunt-lapping lawyer either. Sure, their relationship was, technically, no crime, but it could be embarrassing and hurt her career. Jake knew about it, but he wouldn't say anything either. He'd just be happy to clear a crime from his precious little notebook.

"Cards on the table," Bobbie said. "I know the guy, sure. I used to fuck his wife. He was OK with that as it got her off his back and he could screw his other women in peace. I did call him. You and Jake know that. I've never denied it. When Jackie and I first got together and I heard what her husband was capable of, I didn't know what to think. I was terribly worried that no restraining order would ever actually restrain him. Do they ever? Cops can't be everywhere and they certainly couldn't park outside our home every day and night just to ensure that Pete didn't come around causing trouble, now could they? So I asked this guy - only if Pete became a problem - would he take care of him. And, no, no, no, I didn't mean kill him or touch his truck. I made that very clear. All I would have wanted was for him to punch Pete out, maybe break an arm or something, just to convince him that not leaving Jackie and Lisa alone would be a very unhealthy proposition for him. That he wasn't necessarily only dealing with defenseless women.

"And then, after I heard what happened to Pete, yes, I phoned him again. But only to make sure that he hadn't actually went ahead and did something stupid, like tampering with Pete's brakes. I realize you can't always take the world of a known cheat, liar and criminal but he assured me that he hadn't. So, naively maybe, I believed him and my, admittedly, maybe shaky thinking at the time was, that even if he did, I did not ask him to do so and no one could ever prove that I did."

"I believe you, Bobbie," Ally said. "But what I believe doesn't really count, now does it? This guy hasn't actually implicated you yet, but my partner believes he is on the verge of doing so. I don't know what to tell you, Bobbie. I really don't. My partner is not out on a witch hunt, just trying to nail you with something just because he doesn't like you. I'm telling you, he doesn't like anything we've learned about Pete either. He just has what, to me and you, is a naïve view of the law and believes that the law should have been what dealt with Pete. He totally disregards the fact that for the law to deal with Pete, he probably would have had to actually harm one of you. And he honestly believes there is every chance in the world that you might have had something to do with Pete's accident and, if you did, to him, the law is black and white. You and I might feel the law is an ass sometimes, favoring a guy like Pete over innocent women such as Jackie and Lisa, but we're stuck with it."

"So what do you suggest, Ally?"

"Come clean with Jake, as you just did with me. I'll arrange a meeting and you can tell him everything. He'll probably be confrontational but, for your sake, for goodness sake, try to not get angry. Just stay calm. That'll satisfy him for a little while. Meanwhile, I'm gonna talk to this guy's wife again and to every other woman Pete ever fucked. Me, myself, without Jake. If a woman has something to say, she might be more apt to say it to another woman, even a cop like me, who, she probably feels is more sympathetic to her situation than some man. Bobbie, I really feel the best thing we can do is find the guy that actually did this. I'm going to really concentrate on that, starting first thing tomorrow morning."

Bobbie smiled. There didn't seem to be anything more they could do right now tonight.

"And so what is it you going to concentrate on right now, detective Michaels?" she asked with a grin.

Ally Michaels chuckled and moved her head between Bobbie's silky thighs.

**********

As she squatted over her mom's face to feed her some more pussy, Lisa reflected over the last few months. She and Mary-Jane were still 'dating' Julie Ross and Amanda Scott. Every morning as they drove to school they'd stop and pick up their sweeties.

Once they arrived at the university, they were met each day with the sight of boy after boy after boy wearing specially made-up T-shirts. Lisa and Mary-Jane were too popular and had gotten so many chicks hooked on girlie-love that the boys at the university were actually having a hard time getting laid. Some enterprising boys even had these T-shirts made up, emblazoned with their picture on the back, that someone had snapped with their phone, and a childish limerick someone had made up, on the front.

There once was a pair of lezzie chicks, 

Instead of cocks, they like girlie-licks,

They think they're so cool, 

But they really are fools,

Because they just can't handle some good, stiff pricks!

Childish? Sure. Not a very good limerick? Obviously. But the male student body thought it expressed their opinion of Lisa and Mary-Jane, quite nicely. Some girls thought Lisa and Mary-Jane should lodge a complaint against the t-shirts and any guy that wore one, but, really, they just thought it was hilarious. To them, it was a symbol of their power and influence on the campus.

But, bottom line, all the guys disliked Lisa and Mary-Jane. Although only first-year students, they were Bobbie's daughters and using all Bobbie had taught them, had taken charge of whatever part of the campus they touched. Not personally, perhaps, but certainly with their influence, they had turned many girls, who, in turn, converted many girls, so it was expanding exponentially, into a girl-to-girl-love campus. Lesbian U. As a result, the guys were finding it harder and harder to get their dicks wet.

Mary-Jane and Lisa would sniff dismissively, at the sight of a group of horny boys all wearing these t-shirts, pull Julie and Amanda to them and give them some really hot tongue kisses. Then they'd smile at the guys, knowing full well that their sexy kisses had created a lot of the stiff pricks their own limerick was referring to, and then they'd walk away, their arms hugging around their girl's waists. They made sure the boys saw that their hands were cuddling and squeezing Julie and Amanda's sweet asses. Mary-Jane would look back, let loose with one of her glorious smiles and say, "Y'all have fun now, boys! We sure will!"

All this sexy play, to tease the guys, had the desired effect of horning up and frustrating the boy's cocks all right, but it also created the creaming up of four, by now, very hot pussies. The girls would act nonchalant until they were out-of-sight of the boys and then they would make a bee-line to the drama club meeting room where they'd fondle and finger each other to some, by then, much-needed cums. Also, often, when their schedules permitted it, the girls would meet there at free-times for some sex-play to make the afternoon go faster. They wouldn't have full-out sex but would kiss and cuddle and masturbate each others pussies.

After classes, not every night, but often, there was a meeting of the club and preparations for the play they would be putting on soon. Everything was going well. Costumes and sets obtained. Not that they needed anything too fancy. 

Yes, everything was going well, when the girls got around to practicing, that is. More and more often, the meeting would evolve into one girl-girl make-out session. Once, Lisa and Mary-Jane even masturbated Julie and Amanda to full-on climax, just to demonstrate to any of the girls who hadn't tried it yet, how it was done.

Since they'd taken Amanda and Julie as lovers, some of the other girls had paired off also. A lot of girls who'd been having trouble, wondering why they found other girls more attractive than the guys, when they were at the age when they were supposed to be 'boy-crazy', were enjoying loving other girls and beginning to accept the fact they might be lesbians.

Lisa and Mary-Jane were their unquestioned leaders and role models. With their example, none of the other girls felt like they were abnormal in their love for other girls. The two were so admired by the other girls and so happily matter-of-fact with their lesbianism, that the other girls became very accepting of their pussy-loving ways. More than just accepting. They were proud of it. For local girls, living at home still, a lot of wet or stained panties in the hamper had various mothers wondering on laundry day. But their daughters were clearly happy and no one was turning up pregnant so the relieved mothers, while not exactly clued in, were certainly content and willing to let whatever their daughter's were up to go unquestioned.

There had never been any actual out-and-out sex at their after-school get-togethers but the day Lisa and Mary-Jane demonstrated lezzie masturbation technique, there might have evolved something more, except they were interrupted by someone jiggling the handle of the locked door. Their so-called director was ill, so her lesbian lover, the drama club's faculty adviser, math professor, Veronica Robb, was trying to get in.

Veronica, known to previous lesbian lovers as Ronnie, had heard all the rumors of what went on at the girl's meetings. You know, the ones she was supposed to be supervising. The ones she usually blew off because she found being in the warm arms of Tracie, the supposed director of the play, was much more enjoyable. At least, so she had thought. At first. She hoped today to catch the girls in their antics, but not to give them shit. She hoped to be invited to join in. She knew she was a good-looking dame and some of the girls might welcome her with open arms and pussies. But, if that didn't work she still figured it shouldn't be that hard to get in on the shenanigans. 'Let me in on the fun and games or I report your behavior and you'll probably all be suspended.' The rumors of what went on at those meetings had the panties of horny Ronnie Robb very, very wet, all frigging day. Every friggin' day!

But, alas for Ronnie Robb, today was not that day. As Mary-Jane went, slowly, to unlock the door and let her in, all the girls jumped apart, one smart girl sprayed some air-freshener to cover up the sweet sex smells that had filled the room, fresh from the cunts of Julie and Amanda. Veronica Robb wasn't stupid. She knew what had been going on. But confronted only with a room full of girls smiling at her, what could she say? She could only give them a stern look and tell them it was against the rules to lock the door. She looked down disapprovingly at the girls who were trying hard not to giggle, asked them if they needed any help and after receiving a chorus of 'No thanks ma'am', 'we're just fine,' left, very disappointed. But just as Ms. Robb was leaving, she turned and gave Mary-Jane a blisteringly hot smile.




An Unusual Family Ch. 09



Mary-Jane gazed back at Ronnie Robb, gave her a wonderful, knowing smile, filled with promise, and started thinking. So the day after they had discussed Bobbie's birthday party with Jackie and the drama club practice seemed like it was heading into another lesbian make-out session, MJ quietly winked at Lisa – they had discussed this the night before in bed - as she was watching all the girls pairing off, kissing. Silently, she crept over and unlocked the door. Sure enough, she soon heard the door opening. Veronica Robb, very surprised, but pleased, to find the door unlocked, stormed into the room, her pussy throbbing and dripping when saw all the girls kissing and fondling.

"What the fuck is going on here?" she demanded. "Sorry for using the word 'fuck' girls, but what the hell are you all doing?" Ronnie Robb knew full well what was going on but she also knew she had to at least pretend to be shocked and outraged. But the heat and wetness between her legs was betraying her and making this difficult.

Mary-Jane and Lisa weren't Bobbie's daughters for nothing. They took charge of the situation they had arranged, to take charge of their sexy faculty adviser. Who had been beginning to look like a problem.

"Come with us, Ms. Robb," Mary-Jane told her, matter-of-factly. "We'll talk in private. The rest of you girls, continue to practice your kissing." She grinned at Veronica. "The play is about lesbians. We have lots of kissing scenes. The girls have to practice and make their kissing seem real, don't they now?"

Veronica Robb just shook her head. 

Mary-Jane took her math professor/faculty advisor's one hand and Lisa took the other one and they led her to the next room. Which wasn't much of a job. Veronica Robb, knowing that Lisa and Mary-Jane were the leaders of the lesbians, was only too anxious to be alone with them. Once they had her alone in the back room, Mary-Jane pulled her teacher into her arms. She didn't have to pull very hard and she kissed her. Horny Ms. Robb's silky lips responded instantly.

Part of Ronnie Robb's brain told her that she was doing wrong, maybe, but the other part of sex-mad Ronnie's brain told her she didn't give a flying fuck. She let Mary-Jane snuggle her tight because it felt so, so good. And she'd waited so long to get her horny hands on the beautiful teen. And the sexy teen's hands on her. Mary-Jane lifted Ronnie's face, from where it was staring at her boobs, up by her chin and fiercely kissed her again. Her teacher kissed back but Ronnie Robb had other ideas. She had some idea of keeping control, as she usually did. 

Mary-Jane had other ideas.

"Jesus, Mary-Jane Montgomery!" she whispered into the teen's sweet lips, "You girls can't be having sex in your meetings! That's what I came in here with you for, to tell you that and give you shit, not for kisses."

Mary-Jane grinned. She knew full well that this was all blarney and bluff and she knew exactly what Ronnie Robb wanted.

"Excuse me, please," she said, rolling her eyes at Lisa, "I don't think you came in here to give us shit at all, Ms. Robb. I think you came in here with us just for this."

She stuck her hand up Ronnie's skirt and gave her cunt a hard squeeze. She noted that the silk panties Ronnie Robb had covering her snatch were soaking wet. Not a chance in hell that their teacher wanted to give them hell! But she also wasn't looking for tenderness and sweetness. No, MJ figured, what Ronnie Robb wanted was a fast, furious fuck with a pretty young girl. And to have the girl give her a quick, hard cum. But she also knew Veronica Robb would want to take charge. Mary-Jane raised her lips from her teacher's and gave Lisa a grin. Her and her sister weren't about to let that happen!

MJ's sister/wife, standing behind Ms. Robb, plunged her hands over her shoulders and down inside her blouse, roughly pulling her bra out of her way. Did it rip? Lisa didn't care. Ronnie had two nice handfuls on her chest and Lisa gripped them and squeezed hard, leaving red hand-prints on Ronnie's tits, making the nipples poke out more so she could pinch them. Hard. Ronnie Robb moaned.

Meantime, Mary-Jane's hands were soaking with her teacher's pussy-juice as she was feeling around in her panties, roughly fondling and finger-fucking a super-wet pussy. No pretense of tenderness or sham imitations of affection now. In no time at all, the two teens had their teacher flinging her hips around, crying out as she had a powerful cum and pussy-juice dripped down her legs.

Mary-Jane laughed and kissed Ronnie Robb again. "How did you like that, sexy professor-dear? I think you really like what girls our age can do for you, don't you? Don't try to tell us that you haven't been dying to catch us fooling around for a while now, so this exact scenario could proceed, just like you've wanted it to proceed. When you could get out of Tracie's arms, that is! Answer me, now, Miss faculty-advisor lady! If you want any more fun with us!"

Veronica Robb gave in and kissed her student back and sighed into her lips, "Oh yes, Mary-Jane. You two are such cuties. Squeeze my boobies some more, Lisa. Harder, dear! I'm not made of glass, dear girl! I've dreamed about this. And, yes, I've tried to make it happen. But it has to be our secret, right?"

"Sure, sure," Mary-Jane promised her teacher, winking over her shoulder at her sister. "Me and Lisa just don't want any interference with the drama club. Understand?" She brought her fingers, wet with her teacher's pussy-cream up to her lips for a lick.

"Mmmmmm, sexy-sweet," she moaned into her teacher's lips as she resumed kissing her. "You just might be worth keeping around. If, big if, you behave!"

Lisa, still harshly squeezing Veronica's boobs over her shoulder, whispered in her ear, "I think, Ms. Robb, you've got the kind of a pussy really worth a good suck. And you'd like some more of this kind of action with us, wouldn't you, Ms. Robb?" she asked sweetly.

For an answer to what she considered a pretty dumb question, Ms. Robb took MJ's hand and put it back in her panties. She moaned and nodded silently as her pussy started throbbing and clutching Mary-Jane's talented and agile fingers.

"Well, teach, we're having a big party this week-end for my mom's birthday," Mary-Jane panted into her lips as she resumed finger-fucking her professor, "you just bring that sweet ass of yours on over to our house Friday night and Lisa and I'll show you how we handle a hot pussy like yours. In more comfortable surroundings!"

Veronica Robb gave a little whimper and moan and she licked Mary-Jane's glossy lips. "I'd love to visit your home and come to your mum's party. Can I cum at your mum's party? Oh, sweet Jesus! Fuck me again, Mary-Jane! Give me another wet cum, pretty-please!"

Mary-Jane grinned over her shoulder at her sister. Her smile said, add one more to the guest list. And scratch Ronnie Robb off the list of any potential problems.

The rest of the week flew by and soon it was Friday night. To start Bobbie's birthday weekend off, Mary-Jane, Lisa and Jackie got Bobbie naked, sat her down on the couch in the living room and took turns muff-diving into her pussy, lovingly giving the always-horny Bobbie the first cums of many they hoped she would have over this weekend.

Jackie brought in some wine and the cake she had picked up. Bobbie blew out her candles, sipped wine and then more fun began. Playfully, Lisa scooped up a big handful of cake and icing and started decorating Bobbie's big tits. Mary-Jane did the same with her mum's thighs and managed to pluck a big red rose, made from icing, from her mom's birthday cake, intact, and sit it right over her pussy.

The heat from Bobbie's pussy threatened to melt the icing but it wouldn't be there for long! While her daughters decorated her stunning body, Bobbie's wife, Jackie, shared mouthfuls of wine with her as they kissed. Then, with hot tongues, all three women licked Bobbie clean and had her squirming her ass all over the couch.

The girls let Jackie have the honor of removing the rose on Bobbie's pussy and when the rose was licked up she continued her licking and sucking and ate her wife's pussy until Bobbie was squirming and squirting, filling Jackie's mouth with cunny-cream sweeter than the cake icing, which she promptly shared with her daughters in lovely, long kisses. Bobbie's birthday cake provided lots of sticky fun and it was wonderful start to the weekend.

Bobbie announced that while she certainly enjoyed her family licking all over her body, that she was going upstairs for a shower to get the rest of the stickiness of her cake from her tingly flesh. Winking at the girls, Jackie said that she would go and wash Bobbie's back.

The girls knew what that wink meant. 'I'll keep your mom busy with some fucks. You gals get the house filled with women and girls.' Let the party begin! Lisa and Mary-Jane grinned. They had everything looked after. So much so that they had some time to kill before other girls would start arriving. They were blisteringly hot after giving their mother her first birthday cums, so they jumped each other and had a fast and furious but delicious 69, until they heard the doorbell.

Upstairs, Jackie and Bobbie filled the tub with bubble bath and warm water. They slid in to soak and cuddle their luscious bodies together. Jackie fingered Bobbie to some cums while they kissed and played and then they moved to the shower and played with each other's titties and rubbed their pussies together until each had a cum under the cascading water.

Jackie hugged her wife tight and kissed her. "This is so lovely, dear, that I could stay here with you forever but we should get back downstairs. I shouldn't tell you this but I think the girls have something special planned." 

The women dried each other with wonderful fluffy towels then each donned pretty, sparkly, silk cocktail dresses, not bothering with any undergarments. Zipping each other up, feeling each other up as they did so, Jackie was smiling because she knew that they wouldn't be wearing these dresses very long.

Sure enough, when Bobbie and Jackie came down the stairs they were greeted by a beautiful sight. Policewoman Ally Michaels was naked, stretched out on the plush rug, fingers in her pussy, singing, 'Happy Birthday'. Ally was wriggling her ass all over the carpet, moaning and groaning with pleasure. Bobbie stood over her, reached down and played with Ally's beautiful boobs and using only her hands on Ally's pussy, stroked her and poked her 'til policewoman Michaels burst out a big cum.

Bobbie laughed and turned her back to Jackie. "You better unzip me, lover. I think we are seriously overdressed here."

Jackie slid Bobbie's zipper down and stuck her hands in her lover's dress to cup and cuddle her big, soft, bare tits as both women watched Ally continue the action on the carpet. One cum was never enough for the always-horny policewoman.

Briefly, Bobbie took time to wonder where, if the girls were having a party for her, Sarah Scott and Kim Ross were. While both Bobbie and Jackie believed that Sarah and Kim needed to find other girlfriends, besides themselves, it seemed strange for them not to be present.

They would have been delighted to see what was happening right now on the porch outside the front door. Lisa had her hands full of her mom's lover's beautiful ass and the two were exchanging hot kisses. Beside them, Mary-Jane had her tongue deep in the mouth of her mom's lover's mouth while she fondled her big tits. Both teen girls smiled. They had been expecting a problem getting Sarah and Kim into the swing of this weekend party but apparently they underestimated them. Up 'til now, these two had never slept with anyone except Bobbie and Jackie - oh, yeah, right, a long time ago, their husbands - but they seemed hot and horny tonight and up for anything. Now, if only Amanda and Julie were as willing to swap around as their moms seemed to be.

But that didn't turn out to be a problem. Just then, Amanda and Julie came giggling up the driveway, arm and arm with two other drama club girls, two sweeties, Becky and Brenda. Despite wanting Julie and Amanda to find their own girlfriends, and despite the fact that they were currently trading hot kisses with the mothers of Julie and Amanda, both Lisa and Mary-Jane felt an initial, tiny surge of jealousy when they saw Julie pull Becky to her and Amanda take Brenda into her arms and they watched as their lovers gave the two new girls some hot kisses and feels.

But then they smiled and relaxed and realized that this was exactly what they had been planning for. They loved Julie and Amanda in their own way, loved eating their pussies and getting their pussies sucked by them in return, but it was nothing compared to the love they had for each other. They had discovered that their affairs with Julie and Amanda had only deepened their love for each other.

Talking it over with their moms and Ally, they had realized that having sex with other girls had nothing to do with their love for each other. In fact the thrills they received when frenching some new girl's sweet pussy, face buried in her crack, making her squeal and unload a gush of creamy cum-juice, was just icing on the cake to their lovemaking with each other. By having sex with both of their moms and Julie and Amanda, plus Ally, Lisa and Mary-Jane had discovered that the sweet cream of cum from each girl's pussy was different; distinctly different in terms of its sweetness or tartness and degree of creaminess. And sharing that sweet/tart creaminess with each other was some of their best times.

So they all stood on the porch and traded kisses until they heard more clicking of high heels on the pavement of the driveway. Looking up from their kisses, they saw their professor, Veronica Robb was approaching, a big grin on her face, a big bag in her hand. Ronnie Robb's pussy was throbbing and creaming at the glorious sight of 6 of her students and two of their mothers, both of whom she recognized from different meetings, hugging and kissing on the porch.

Mary-Jane removed her hand from where it had been squeezing Sarah Scott's big titty and reached out to Ronnie Robb. Her teacher took her hand and Mary-Jane pulled her in close for a kiss. "I'm so glad you came over," she whispered into her professor's hot lips, "we all were just headed inside for some fun. You know everyone here, don't you? Well, come on in everyone. Let's party!"

Lisa and Mary-Jane led everyone into the kitchen. They heard sexy sounds from the living room but the girls held all their guests there for some more kisses. Mary-Jane put her fingers over her lips and said, "Shhhh, everyone. Quietly now. Let's take our clothes off and then we'll go in and surprise our Mom."

She got an alluring smile on her face as she turned to her teacher. "Ms. Robb," she asked sweetly, "how would you like to undress little-ole-me?" 

Ronnie Robb gave MJ a shit-eating grin and reached out for her student. The sexy teacher was tingling and creaming with her good fortune at finally getting together with her girl students. These cuties had had her pussy on fire since the start of the school year. She brushed her long, black hair back from her face and arched her back, making her 36 DD titties poke out towards Mary-Jane.

"That other day at school was such a tease, Mary-Jane! I haven't been able to think of anything since! My nipples are aching for your kisses! Give my titties a feel, doll, then we'll get naked. I'm creaming big time! My panties are soaked."

She reached out and as Mary-Jane cuddled her big boobs she squeezed Mary-Jane's little titties before she started to strip her student. "I've been wanting to fuck you all semester, Mary-Jane." Ronnie told her, "I just can't wait to get my lips on your pussy. I'll bet its hot and quite a treat. Do you have lots of sweet cream for your professor, sweetie?"

Mary-Jane pulled her teacher's head to her nipples. "I don't know," she said. "Does my professor guarantee absolutely no more issues around the way we run the drama club?"

Receiving the smile she expected from her professor, MJ told her, "We'll have lots of hot fucks this weekend, I promise, prof-dear. But first I want you to have a fuck with my mom. It is her birthday, after all. She should go first."

All around the kitchen there were lots of 'ooohs and aaahhhs' as the women unwrapped each others treats and lots of girlie flesh became visible for everyone's viewing pleasure. Everyone's clothes got either piled on the kitchen table or hung over the backs of kitchen chairs. Mary-Jane kept reminding them to be quiet so they could surprise her mom but it wasn't really necessary. Sweet Ally Michael's thighs were, at that moment, covering Bobbie's ears as Bobbie swept her up into a beautiful cum with wonderful tongue action on her throbbing pussy.

Before Ally had snuggled her cunt over Bobbie's mouth, alone in the living room, after asking Jackie to go to the kitchen, the sexy policewoman had given Bobbie her best birthday gift of all.

Acting on information gathered by detective Ally Michaels, her partner had arrested another man, the husband of one of Jackie's dead husband's lovers and charged him with tampering with Pete's brakes, ultimately contributing to his death. Probably Ally's superiors would not have been happy with this particular one of Ally's investigative techniques, that of sleeping with the man's wife. Turned out the woman was bi and while she slept with her husband and Pete and maybe other guys, when the chance to get a lovely cupcake like Ally Michaels in her bed came along, the woman went for it.

The woman was too old, really, for detective Michaels' taste, but Ally was dedicated to her job! And determined to clear Bobbie. So determined she had jumped in the sack with any woman connected to the case that was willing. And she eventually had hit pay-dirt. Information blabbed by the woman, while in the throes of orgasm, detective Ally Michaels' lips and tongue busy between her legs, had led to the arrest. When Ally told Bobbie the news that a man had been charged, Bobbie was happy and relieved, of course, but still sniffed and repeated her opinion that the guy should get a medal, not get arrested.

But then she smiled her glorious smile and told detective Michaels to get her pussy over her mouth so she could thank her properly for her excellent detective work.

Enjoying Bobbie's hot tongue wiggling in her pussy, Ally told her, between moans and squeals, that Jake Hopkins had confronted the man with all the details, plus his wife's unambiguous statement that he had told her exactly how he was going to deal with the other man fucking his wife. Backed up by her assertion that he definitely had not been home on the night in question. Which, in turn, had been backed up by the other guy his wife had fucked that same night. Plus the fact that Jake Hopkins, now that he had the man's face, had no trouble placing him at the same bar where Pete had been drinking. Several customers were willing to testify that the man in question had left long before Pete. One patron, waiting for a cab, had even seen him near Pete's ½ ton. Facing all of these facts, the man had just confessed. He told Jake that going to prison would be worth it, to get away from his wife.

Despite not wanting to know how his partner had obtained all this information, Jake Hopkins was relieved that Ally had come to him before things with the first man arrested had progressed far enough for him to maybe make a very embarrassing arrest of Bobbie Montgomery. Both men were going to do jail time and that made Jake Hopkins very happy. So happy he fucked his wife that night for the first time in a long while. He kinda shrugged his shoulders as he did it thinking, why should his partner be the only one getting any action!




An Unusual Family Ch. 09



But, even poking his cock into his wife for the first time on a long while didn't make Jake Hopkins, maybe, not as quite as happy as Ally Michaels was now, bouncing on Roberta Montgomery's face, receiving her thanks. It made Jake Hopkins thank-you handshake very pale, in comparison.

By now, everyone in the kitchen was naked and there were lots more kisses and feels and nipple sucking as they worked themselves into a sexual frenzy. At Mary-Jane's suggestion Sarah and Kim together picked up sexy Ronnie Robb and cuddled her nakedness to them.

Carrying the horny professor, the group began singing 'Happy Birthday' and entered the living room. Bobbie and Ally were taking a break from their lovemaking. They were lounging on the couch, kissing, naked, of course, and their bodies were covered in goose-bumps and a glistening sheen of sex-sweat.

Kim and Sarah carried naked Ronnie Robb over and as everyone sang "Happy Birthday!' again, they placed the beautiful Veronica right on Bobbie's knee.

"You've heard us talk about Veronica Robb, our math proff?" Mary-Jane asked sweetly. "Well, Happy Birthday, mom."

Bobbie smiled. What another wonderful birthday present! A horny, delectable lesbian university professor! As for Ronnie Robb, she was ecstatic and creamy horny as she traded kisses with Bobbie then slid her lips down to worship Bobbie's big boobies. She had always looked forward to a session with the sexy Bobbie, who she knew from Bobbie's days, before Jackie, of fucking lots of women. Why it had never happened in those days, Veronica Robb did not know.

Tonight she had primarily come over for sex-fun with Mary-Jane and Lisa and maybe other drama club teens and it seemed like the weekend still offered that tantalizing possibility. But the opportunity to fuck her role model, the delightfully sexy Bobbie Montgomery, had the horny teacher wetted up between her legs, big time. She wriggled her naked ass on Bobbie's naked thighs and crotch, removed her lips from Bobbie's tasty pink nipples, and offered her mouth up to Bobbie to be kissed. Bobbie's tasty pink-lipsticked lips came down hard on Ronnie's and while she'd often given the professor a lot of credit for her daughter's great math grades, she gave her a little extra credit, now, in hot lesbian kissing and tongue-play.

Mary-Jane cuddled Lisa to her and gave her sister a hot kiss. "Looks like our party is off to a great start," she said as she licked Lisa's lips. "What say we grab some treats for ourselves. That Becky looks like she could use a fuck!"

It was true. Sarah Jacobs and Kim Ross were kissing with their daughters, and, of course, their professor was making out with one of their moms while their other mom, Jackie, ran her hands all over sexy Ronnie's naked back, reaching around to cup and cuddle her generous titties. Policewoman Ally Michaels was kissing with Jackie and helping her caress all over the sweet nakedness of Veronica Robb as she munched on Bobbie's pussy.

Meantime Becky and Brenda looked a little left out as they hugged each other, carefully watching the other woman having sex. It looked like so much fun! So Lisa took Brenda into her arms and Mary-Jane put her arm around sexy Becky and they pulled the teens down onto the rug with them.

Becky and Brenda had never had sex yet but they were hot and eager. As they had passed through puberty and became older, both had noticed that they weren't really attracted to boys the way the other girls were. Once they were enrolled and attending the university, hearing the rumors of girls kissing girls, they joined the after-school drama club without really knowing what it was all about. When all the girls paired off for one of their make-out sessions instead of practicing their play, Becky and Brenda always chose each other and had lots of clumsy kisses. They really didn't know what they were doing but it was fun. And, of course, as everyone knows, practice makes perfect, correct?

When they'd heard about this party from the subject of their wet-dreams, Mary-Jane, they made plans to attend, determined to learn more about this mysterious sex thing. They were learning fast right now, naked, trading kisses with their role models. Lisa and Mary-Jane were so horny it didn't take them long to kiss their way down to the girl's pretty pussies and kiss and lick the little girls to their first ever cums.

Professor Robb was now crouched between Bobbie's thighs and was giving Bobbie a pussy-suck every bit as good as any Bobbie had ever had. She was squealing and wriggling and oozing loads of creamy cum to be licked up and enjoyed by the lesbian teacher. Stroking Ronnie's bare shoulders, Jackie encouraged Ronnie to reluctantly pause on her pussy-sucking long enough so that Bobbie could stretch out on the couch. That allowed Jackie to crouch over Bobbie's head and slither her cunny over Bobbie's mouth while Ronnie went back to her pussy-pleasing sucking of Bobbie's hot muff. By lying on her back on the rug, policewoman Ally could get her head between Ronnie Robb's legs and go to town on the horny professor's hot cunt.

Mom and daughter Scott along with mom and daughter Ross were engaged in two beautiful 69's, side by side on the rug, next to where Lisa and Mary-Jane were going to town on the hot, virgin pussies of Becky and Brenda. These girls had never had their pussies licked before and the exquisite pleasure caused by the smooth, talented, hot tongues of two pussy-eating experts like Lisa and Mary-Jane were causing unfamiliar cream to ooze from their cracks and wonderful, sugary thrills to tingle throughout their young bodies. Instinctively, they clutched the hair of their first lovers and pulled their sucking lips tighter to their cunnies, all the while wailing their pleasure.

It was quite a scene and continued until every woman having her pussy sucked shuddered through several creamy cums. Ronnie Robb lifted her very wet face from Bobbie's twitching twat and searched for someone - anyone - to kiss. Jackie, her pussy still being munched by Bobbie was right there, available to attach her mouth to Ronnie's and suck her wife's familiar pussy-juice from Ronnie's very kissable lips.

Bobbie sighed, "Mmmmm, Mmmmm, Mmmmmmmm, Veronica. That was a wonderful pussy-suck dear. If you are as good at teaching our daughters as you are at loving a pussy, I guess I can expect two more A-pluses from my two daughters."

To answer Bobbie, Ronnie Robb had to reluctantly end the kiss with Jackie, a lovely, sweet, hot kiss that she would have gladly kept going indefinitely.

"And you've got one lively, wet pussy," she complimented Bobbie, "It was a real pleasure to give it a work-out. But Mary-Jane out-did herself with the assignment she handed in today. I think she deserves a special reward besides her usual A-plus!"

She held out her hand to Mary-Jane who was still kissing with the newly initiated Becky. She reached out and she grabbed handfuls of Ronnie's plump tits as their lips met and their tongues swirled around in each others mouth. They eased down on the thick pile of the rug and kissed some more before wiggling their bodies around so each could get their head between the thighs of the other and savor the sweet, new-pussy taste of the cunny of the other.

Bobbie hugged Jackie while she watched her daughter eat her professor's cunt while her daughter's prof tongued her daughter's sweet pussy lips. The sight was just delectable.

"O.K." she sighed, "that was a great start to my birthday. But I'm still hot and horny. Who's next?"

She looked down at Becky and Brenda laying side by side, their hands squeezing each other's wet cunny. 

"Who are you two cuties?" she asked. "Come and sit on my lap, dears." Becky and Brenda thought Bobbie was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen, especially with her big, wobbly, soft-looking titties hanging out, looking just so lovely. Eagerly they climbed on her lap, each one rubbing her crotch on leg-flesh as they each straddled one of Bobbie's silky thighs. They threw their arms around Bobbie's neck and took turns giving Bobbie sweet birthday kisses as they rubbed their itchy pussies against her leg. Bobbie could feel juices flowing from the sexy girls and her thighs became wet with cunt-cream.

Bobbie licked the clear lip-gloss from each of the new girl's lips. "Mmmm, yummy." she told them, "you're quite a pair of hotties, aren't you? Which one wants to sit their cunny down on my face and which one of you wants to give my pussy a suck? You decide girls."

Becky and Brenda were in a quandary. Having just been introduced to wonderful lesbian sex-making just this evening, they both loved the thrills they now knew a woman's tonguing could elicit from their cunts. But they had also tasted pussy-cream for the first time and had fallen in love with the sweet nectar a hot woman's cunt could produce for another woman's enjoyment.

In the end, as Bobbie lay on the couch, Becky crouched over her head and began to rock and roll, riding Bobbie's face, snuggling her pussy over the older woman's mouth. Little Brenda licked up and down Bobbie's thighs until the shivers she gave her became too much for Bobbie and she took the little girl's head in her hands and pulled it deep between her hot thighs. She moaned and squealed and Brenda eagerly began doing excellent, for a beginner, tongue-work on her drooling crack.

The Scott and Ross families were having real family reunions. Imitating the action on the couch, Sarah Scott and Kim Ross stretched out on the rug. Sarah's daughter, Amanda gave her mom kisses, then sucked her tits and then Amanda sat her ass down on her mom's face, snuggling her pussy up to her mouth. Julie Ross gave her mom the same treatment and soon both Sarah Scott and Kim Ross were moaning and groaning while enjoying the creamy oozing juice they tongued out of their daughters.

Ally and Jackie were have some fun playing with each others cunts while Lisa and Mary-Jane had kisses with their teacher enjoying the sweet taste of their mom on Ronnie's lips. Surveying the wild scene of hot lesbian sex, they decided this was the best birthday party ever. And there was more to come.

There was the doorbell. Cuddling Ronnie's tits, they used her plump boobies to ease their teacher over to Jackie and Ally and watched momentarily as these three kissed and then formed a lovely daisy-chain on the rug, mouth to pussy, mouth to pussy, mouth to pussy. Then, still naked, they ran to the front door and were very excited and pleased to see their mom's lawyer, the lovely Jeanette McDonnell. Along with her sexy PA, a sultry blonde, Jeanette introduced as Stevie. They wasted no time but pulled them inside and in nothing flat, had them both naked and they were all giggling, bouncing each others titties around.

They all ran into the living room to join the fun.

Lisa and Mary-Jane paused a moment, before joining in, to count all the naked bodies. Their moms, (2), their mom's lovers (2), their mom's lover's daughters (2), sweet, sweet, lovely, pussy-sweet Ally (1), their teacher, delectable Veronica Robb (1), horny teen drama club girls (2), lawyer, Jeanette, (1) her delectable PA, Stevie, (1) and, of course, each other (2). That made 14 girls and women, lesbians all, having sweet lesbian sex with each other in all possible combinations. Always analytical, Lisa did some math in her head, taught how by Ronnie Robb, currently fucking her mom, and kissed her sister, Mary-Jane.

"You won't believe the number of different combinations of sex-partners we can have here, darling. Mom's birthday might have to last more than the whole weekend. Mom's birthday might never end!"

Mary-Jane pulled her sister close for some cuddling. "Kiss me, you fool," she ordered. "Then you and I will have a fuck. Mom's birthday party is certainly a pussy success story. But, of course, it'll have to end sometime. I'm thinking late Sunday night. Because, I don't know about you lover-girl, but I'm going to have a fuck with every woman in this room."

And before Sunday night, methodical Mary-Jane, carefully keeping track amongst all the combinations of sex-partners she had that weekend, did just that!

The two sister-lovers sank down to the rug, joining the tangle of female bodies already there, mouths gravitating naturally to each others pussy, and began to tongue each other to paradise. When they each had a couple of sweet cums all they had to do was roll over to find another very willing lesbian play-pal.

And the weekend went on and on. Everyone stayed naked and sex-play paused only when groups would drift off to sleep or someone would take the time to whip up some food. No holds were barred. Everything was possible. The only rules were, as always in Bobbie and Jackie's house, all the girls were 18 or older and no one was made to do anything they didn't want to do or made them uncomfortable.

Groups of girls would disappear upstairs for play-time in the showers or the tub or maybe just a little privacy in one of the bedrooms. Other groups might disappear outside for watery-sex in or beside the pool. The drama club girls who'd come over, might have arrived as lesbian virgins but quickly received a lifetime of coaching in the ways of Sapphic love.

Ronnie Robb had brought with her a bagful of dildos, vibrators and strap-ons and, ever the teacher, gave lessons to the younger ones in their use. At one point, Ronnie had all of her students lined up, including Lisa and Mary-Jane, plus Ally and the sexy PA, Stevie, side-by-side, asses touching and she went up and down the line with a wonderful, purple-colored strap-on cock with a big, bulbous head that she had to work hard to make snuggle past tight teen pussy lips so she get could get right in there and give them a really fine fuck.

Lisa and Mary-Jane weren't really into toys and gadgets, usually preferring what they considered to be the more intimate loving of fingers and mouths and lips and tongues but they had to admit getting fucked by their professor with a 'cock' had a certain appeal. And Professor Ronnie Robb was a woman who really knew how to put out a fuck! Her tits bounced, her hips flew furiously as she put the 'cock' to her students, all the while panting at them that they should never forget that no matter how good it felt inside them, that 'this particular cock' was special, being attached to a woman. A woman who was working hard to make sure it felt good to the girls. Boys, she told them, would only work their cocks inside them until it felt good to themselves and the boys wouldn't care whether the girls felt good or not.

Mary-Jane, the only one to have fucked a boy, Johnny, many months past, and certainly wasn't proud of it, agreed with her teacher as she bucked her hips, throwing her cunt back at the 'cock' sliding in and out of her. "Wow, yeah, yeah, yeah, Ms. Robb. Throw me more of that prick. Johnny's cock certainly never felt like this. You really know how to use that thing, don't you, teach?"

Ronnie Robb just grinned down at the back and ass of her student and fucked her faster. The other girls, never having had a cock put to them before, had felt a little pain when their teacher first eased her strap-on 'pecker' into them, and there was even a little blood as hymens tore, but they were game and were soon into the fucking. Ronnie made damn sure the 'cock' sliding into creamy pussies was angled perfectly to rub those little teen clitties. Their cunts might be a little red and sore when she was done but Ronnie knew just how to kiss the soreness away and make those pussies purr.

By late Sunday night they was a whole houseful of those contented, purring pussies and a lot of tired, fucked-out women and girls. Donning their clothes for the first time in a couple of days the group of lovers lingered on the porch of the house for last-minute kisses.

There were lots of 'call-me's' and 'see-you-again-soon's' and 'love you's'. But eventually all the guests were gone and Lisa and Mary-Jane and their two moms were left standing alone. 

"Wow, gals!" Bobbie said, hugging Jackie, "Thanks a bunch. That was quite a birthday. One to remember. But girls, you've got classes tomorrow, do you not? I think it's time we all hit the sack for some sleep." 

Hand in hand in hand in hand, the four loving family members climbed happily up the stairs to their beds.