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The Magic of her Smile

By: dgowre



She's so beautiful! I look down at her and trace the shapes of her body with my fingertips, the planes of her face, the softness of her red lips in their usual smile, the hills of her breasts, the hard peaks of her erect nipples, the valley of her stomach, the smoothness and softness of her inner thighs. 

Her breathing increases, the tops of her breasts blush, her legs part, my fingers find the smooth, shaved skin of her mound, the deepness and wetness of the slit between her lips, which swell as I stroke them.

She is panting now, but my wet fingers dance away, teasing, tantalizing, plucking a nipple, tracing the contours of her breasts, the shape of her lips. She sucks my fingers, draws them into her mouth, caresses them with her tongue, licks the last vestiges of her juices from them until I withdraw them, kiss my love, let my fingers trail back between her legs, deep into her waiting slit, grazing the delicate winglets and folds of her inner lips, seeking, searching for the depths of her cunt. There, I find it, and insert a finger into its hot, wet depths, then another, making my darling moan and squirm with passion. As my fingers stroke the softness and wetness inside her sheath, I find her G-spot and her back arcs as her climax rolls over her. I kiss my love, she kisses me back as she moans with passion, she hold me tight, but I want more, I want to make love to my darling as she has made love to me. 

But this is getting ahead of myself. To understand the immensity of what has happened, we need to go back to the beginning. 

My name is Audrey Woods, I'm twenty-five years old and recently divorced from my husband of four years because of the inevitable 'irreconcilable differences'. In this case Richard had been a control freak and wanted to have a hand in everything I did, something I just couldn't take any more. Fortunately we had no children so the break-up was relatively straightforward. I have money of my own, there was no alimony involved, so here I am. 

I have shoulder length yellow-gold hair, framing a blue eyed, longish face considered by some to be pretty. I'm five feet eight inches tall, one hundred and twenty pounds and have firm, well-shaped, full breasts. My legs are long and slim but well-muscled.

I've returned to Digby, Nova Scotia, where I was born and brought up, leaving when I was seventeen to attend Carleton University in Ottawa. It was there that I met Richard and where I lived and worked until my return to live in the place of my birth just this week. Unfortunately, apart from some relatives over on the east coast of the province in Halifax, Chester and Lunenburg, I was starting off on my own. Scary, but at the same time exciting.

It was a Saturday morning when I climbed out of my BMW convertible in the driveway of my new house, filled with a combination of excitement and fear. For the first time in four years I was doing something on my own, and while that was very scary it also filled me with a happiness I hadn't known in a very long time. If I'd known what was to come I'd have realized that it was nothing compared to the joy and happiness that were to come. But how could I have known?

I reached into the pocket of my jeans and pulled out my very own front door key, warm from my body heat. It slid into the lock with a clicking of tumblers that seemed to say "Welcome home, Audrey!" and I entered the house in which I was brought up, for the first time since I inherited it after my parents were killed in a car accident a long year ago. 'Were killed', because they died when their car was hit by a drunk driver who crossed the centre line and eliminated their lives.

My shoes clattered on the bare wooden floor and echoed through the hallway. I had had the house cleared of my parents' old and dated furniture after they died and my furniture would not be arriving until Monday, but I couldn't resist coming over to see it. The only articles of furniture were a new fridge, stove, dishwasher, built-in microwave and washer and dryer that an old friend had been kind enough to arrange for and have installed in my absence. I really liked my new kitchen. It was larger than I remembered it and the new stainless steel appliances looked really attractive, as I knew they would. Damn I liked this house, always had!

But first things first. As my fridge was up and running I decided that I might as well fill it. There was a good size Atlantic Superstore just up the road so I got back in my car, left my little house on Queen Street, and within five minutes pulled into the supermarket parking lot, grabbed a cart and started my shopping. It was a nice store, well lit, nice wide aisles but even so, I managed to collide with another shopper making a turn at the end of an aisle. Profuse apologies followed and, as frequently happens in friendly Nova Scotia, where people greet you on the street, even if they don't know you, we started chatting, swapping stories. She was young, beautiful, and I was absolutely captivated by her glorious smile.

Lucie was from Yarmouth, one hundred kilometers down the road, was twenty-two years old and a teller in a local bank, a job that she hated but was a necessary stepping stone for better things, or so she hoped. She had a room in a rooming house, with kitchen privileges, which is why she was here shopping today.

She was a striking girl of about my height and weight, with a beautiful oval face, straight, narrow nose, wide, red lips over shining white teeth all framed by curly, black hair hanging below her shoulders, with firm, pointed breasts, a slim waist and gorgeous legs. But above all, oh above all, she had that smile, the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen, that lit up her whole face and that told me that she was smiling just for me. 

We hit it off immediately and agreed that I would help her home with her groceries, she would help me home with mine and I would then take her out for lunch. 

Her rooming house was nothing much, but it was clean and comfortable and saved her from having to commute two hundred kilometers from and to Yarmouth every day. Horrible thought, though some people did it! She usually went home on weekends, but as today was the first opportunity she'd had to shop that week, she'd stayed in Digby.

She loved my house and when we'd unloaded the groceries I took her on a tour, not that there was much to show - living room, big kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms, the master with an en-suite bathroom. It's hard to really appreciate a house that has no furniture, but she loved it.

We lunched at a little restaurant on Water Street. This was Nova Scotia, after all, so I had to have fish and definitely some world-famous Digby scallops. It was nice to be home! As we ate, we talked, of course, and learned more about each other. Lucie had been working in Digby for about a year and, as I've already mentioned, didn't like it at all. I sympathized with her as I've had jobs I hated too. There were, and are, more than enough of them to go around! She found Digby boring, still hadn't made any real friends, especially in the rooming house, where most of the roomers were much older than she was.

"Lucie, you're such a beautiful girl, you must have a boyfriend. Are they easy to come by around here?" I asked with a grin.

She blushed. "I don't have a boyfriend, Audrey, so I wouldn't know, and I don't have a boyfriend because I don't like boys." she said quietly.

I thought for a minute and asked "Bad experiences, or are you gay?"

Still blushing, she replied "Gay, Audrey, always have been, I guess. Does it bother you? It does a lot of people."

"No, Lucie, it doesn't bother me. I had quite a few friends in Ottawa who were gay and we got on just fine."

"I'm so glad, Audrey." she replied and reached out to take my hands. "Now tell me all about you. I seem to have done all the talking so far."

"I think I told you I come from Digby. I went away to Carleton University in Ottawa when I was seventeen, got a degree in geology. I met Richard in my second year and we got married right after I graduated. Got a job in the Geological Survey of Canada and that's the thrilling story of the last seven years of my life, at least until Richard and I got divorced three months ago."

"Why did you get divorced?"

"Just didn't work out. Richard was pretty controlling and I wasn't the best wife in the world, just wasn't happy as a wife somehow. But it still took us four years to figure out that we really weren't made for each other and would probably be happier apart than together."

"And is that true, or hasn't it been long enough yet?"

"It's been long enough! I'm amazed at how happy I am. The only thing I miss is the sex."

"My, was it that good? It's been so long since I've had sex I think I'd have to take a refresher course, Lesbian Sex for Dummies!" laughed Lucie.

"I suppose there can't be that many lesbians around here, now you mention it." I grinned.

"If there are, they certainly hide it well." replied Lucie with a sad smile. "Still, it won't be forever. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself. Until then there's Mr. Vibe and my magic fingers."

"I wonder if they're related to mine!" I gasped and we both collapsed, laughing uproariously.

"So, Lucie," I asked, "what time do they roll up the sidewalks here on a Saturday night? It used to be pretty early, I recall."

"Well, if it's a really busy night, maybe midnight!" and we both collapsed in laughter again.

"Listen," asked Lucie, "are you doing anything after lunch? I don't have any plans and if you don't either maybe I can reintroduce you to Digby. By the way, where are you staying?"

"I'm in a motel just up the road. It's very comfortable and it's only for a few days. Monday, with luck, I should be in my house as my furniture is being delivered. As to the rest of today I'd love to spend it with you. My first friend in Digby!" 

We spent the day together, taking in the sights of Water Street and the boardwalk overlooking the harbour. Didn't take long but as it was a beautiful day we ended up sitting on a bench on the harbour front and chatting more, very relaxed and very comfortable in each other's company.

"Audrey," suggested Lucie in the late afternoon, "why don't we go home, doll ourselves up, have some supper and go and wow them at Club 98. A few drinks, maybe a dance or two. Sound like fun?"

"Now you're talking!" I replied eagerly, so that is what we did. Lucie went to her room, I went to to my motel and two transformations took place! I put on my sexiest bra and thong and a pale blue dress with a short, pleated skirt, thigh high nude stockings and pale blue heels. Never know, I might get lucky!

We met outside the restaurant and my jaw dropped when I saw how beautiful Lucie was in a tight, white, sleeveless blouse, short, white skirt, nude stockings and heels. And that smile, lighting up her face and intended only for me.

"Lucie, you're beautiful, absolutely gorgeous!" I gasped.

"Have you looked in a mirror, lately?" asked Lucie in a quiet voice. "I have this thing for tall, slim blondes with lovely tits. Whoops, sorry, my language gets away from me sometimes. If I didn't know you were straight I'd be trying to get into your panties right here and now you look so wonderful. Don't worry, I will behave myself but will you be really mad at me if I give you a little kiss?"

"Of course not, you silly, and I don't mind language, I use it myself sometimes." I smiled. "I think we're going to knock 'em dead tonight!"

We kissed softly, briefly, lips just brushing. It was nice, so companionable. "Time to eat." I said with a smile.

After a light meal we made our way to the Club 98 and found a booth. It was still fairly early but the DJ was already at work and there were a few couples on the floor.

We sat opposite each other and a waitress appeared to take our drink order. Turned out we're both beer drinkers and ordered glasses of Alexander Keith's IPA on tap. How strange that we should both like the same thing.

"Would you dance with me, Audrey?" asked Lucie and we got up and moved around the floor. The music changed to a slow number and we moved closer. I became conscious that our breasts were just touching, rubbing, and I was both embarrassed and turned on at the same time. How strange it felt, though definitely not unpleasant, to dance with a woman.

The music stopped and we broke apart. I was rather flustered from our close contact, but we made our way back to our table. Over the course of the evening we drank several beers, danced a few more times and were asked to dance many times. We had a wonderful time and didn't roll out of the club until well after midnight, walking just a little unsteadily.

As we walked down Water Street, Lucie suddenly stopped, turned, flashed that enormous smile at me and embraced me. "Thank you for a lovely evening, Audrey, that was the most fun I've had since I came up here. I'm going down to visit my mom in Yarmouth tomorrow. If you've got nothing planned, how would you like to come down with me, see some sights on the way. It'll be a good reintroduction to this part of Nova Scotia and I'd love to have your company."

"I'd love to, Lucie! I've had more fun today than I've had in a long time and I feel very relaxed. I thank you for that and I'd love to come with you. Will you pick me up from the motel?"

"Eight o'clock too early? We can stop at Mickey D's or Tim Horton's and get some breakfast on the way out of town."

"Eight o'clock it is. Good night Lucie, thank you so much." I replied.

She pulled me closer, kissed me again, not the chaste kiss of our first effort, this time I felt the tip of her tongue against my lips, her beautiful, soft, red lips pressing against mine. I became aware that a hand was creeping under the hem of my skirt, climbing my leg, over the soft skin where my stocking ends, stroking a smooth, bare cheek, caressing it. I felt excitement in the pit of my stomach, my lips parted to allow her tongue to slip into my mouth and I creamed my panties, not for the first time that evening. I loved it but how much of it was due to the beer, I wondered?

Lucie suddenly broke away with a stricken look on her face, tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Audrey, I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

I pulled her head into my neck and stroked her beautifully soft, black hair. "It's okay, Lucie, no harm done, don't think any more about it. Let's go home now and I'll see you at eight."

"Thank you, Audrey, it's your fault anyway for being so cute." whispered Lucie with a giggle, which made me giggle too.

When I got to my room I stripped off my clothes and found, surprise, surprise that my g-string was soaking wet. I was inexplicably excited and obviously had been for most of the evening. I lay on my bed and slid a finger into the deep, wet slit between my swollen, slick lips. I found my clitoris immediately, peeking out from under its fleshy hood, and began to stroke, breathing deeply and moaning quietly, growing in volume and intensity as I rubbed harder while tweaking a nipple with the fingers of my other hand. The sensation in the pit of my stomach grew and grew until I exploded, coating my busy fingers with cum. My God, I was horny, and wondered why.

In her small bed in the rooming house, Lucie was also bringing herself to a noisy peak of pleasure, but unlike Audrey she knew exactly why she was so excited, for the beautiful, blonde had made an enormous impression on her, and her imagination was full of thoughts of the lovely Audrey nestling in her arms. Her moans of passion entertained those of her neighbors who were still awake and who were pleasuring themselves with moans of their own. Eight o'clock next morning I was sitting outside my motel room in the morning sunshine, dressed in a polo shirt and shorts, when Lucie pulled up in her Kia Soul. I climbed in and we drove to Mickey D's, just short of Highway 101 where we enjoyed a good and quick breakfast.

"I thought we'd go down Highway 1, down the French Shore." said Lucie as we were finishing our coffee. "It's a really pretty drive and will give you a chance to see the country of my ancestors. I didn't tell you yesterday, but my surname is Amero. I'm Acadian and I can trace my ancestors right back to the first French landings here in the 17th century. I'm sure you've been to the French Shore many times before, when you were growing up in Digby, but I'd be very pleased and proud to show it to you from my perspective."

Sounded fine to me, so at Exit 28 we turned off 101 onto Highway 1 and started down the lovely drive along the south west Nova Scotia coast, past St. Bernard, with it's enormous, cathedral-like, stone church, Belliveau Cove, with its long, curving, shingle beach on St. Mary's Bay, Church Point, with its enormous, wooden church, St. Mary's, the largest wooden building in North America, the fishing village of Meteghan, the lovely golden sand of Mavillette Beach, Salmon River, Port Maitland, Hebron, Dayton, and finally Yarmouth. What a lovely trip in such beautiful weather. Lucie had taken great pleasure and obvious pride in pointing everything out, and what they meant to her, as we made our way south.

Lucie's mom was a sheer delight, a beautiful woman, a little shorter than her daughter, with strands of grey in her long, curly, black hair. She was very bubbly, with a twinkle in her eye and an excellent sense of humor. Not long after our arrival, Lucie left the room and her mom whispered to me "I don't want to be rude, Audrey, but are you Lucie's new girlfriend?"

I blushed. "No, I'm her friend, not her girlfriend, and yes, she did tell me that she was gay. We only met yesterday, believe it or not, and I'm straight. But I do like her very much, she's a lovely girl."

"I think so," replied Mrs. Amero with pride in her eyes, "She 'came out' to me several years ago and I'm so proud of her for that. She's got a lot of nerve, that girl! Listen, Audrey, please call me Jeanne, will you do that?"

"I'd love to, Jeanne and if it won't embarrass you too much, I can see where Lucie gets her beauty. The two of you could be twins!" at which Jeanne blushed brightly and clasped my hand.

Lucie re-entered the room and we settled in for a delightful visit. We had lunch, during which I recounted my history once again and Jeanne told me all manner of stories about Lucie when she was young, causing Lucie to blush again and again, to yell at her mom to please stop embarrassing her. I felt totally at home, and when it was finally time time to take our leave I had an open invitation to return at any time.

I got a quick tour of Yarmouth, apparently a much quieter town since the high speed catamaran to Portland and Bar Harbor, Maine went out of business a couple of years ago and tourism dropped right off. It was primarily a fishing town, and always had been. 

And then it was over. We found Starr's Road and made the turn onto Highway 101 that would take us back to Digby in quite a bit less time than our trip south. What a lovely day it had been. I told Lucie that I liked her mom very much and looked forward to seeing her again.

"Isn't she great!" replied Lucie with enthusiasm. "I was so scared when I told her I was gay but she was so understanding I felt quite foolish for having doubted her. She's a darling, and she likes you very much too, you know. She doesn't invite many people to come and visit any time."

"And I'll take her up on it too! She's a sweetheart! But Lucie, why is it she never remarried? She's such a beautiful woman, obviously where you get your beauty from, men must be lining up round the block to go out with her."

"I don't know, Audrey, I've often wondered about that myself. I don't think she's even had a boyfriend in all that time. I know I've encouraged her often enough but she doesn't seem to be interested, so I stopped worrying about it. She seems happy and that's all that really matters."


The Magic of her Smile Ch. 02



I rolled over, turned off the bedside light and returned to Lucie's arms. Looking into her face, I asked "How will your mother take this, my love? I'm a bit worried. When we went there first I not only told her that we were just friends but that I was straight, and here we are now climbing all over each other. I think that when I rip your panties off and we make out on her kitchen table she might figure something's up, don't you?"

Lucie began to shake with laughter in my arms. "Oh my, I can just imagine it! Maybe we should try it, but maybe I won't wear any panties. I think even maman might be shocked! But seriously, chérie, maman has known exactly how I felt about you since we visited her first. The fact that we are now where we are shouldn't come as much of a surprise to her. We know she loves me, we know that she likes you. When she sees how happy we are she'll be overjoyed for us. Don't worry, Audrey."

"I'm so glad. Now here's another serious matter we have to sort out before we go any further. Which side of the bed do you want, my lover?" I whisper.

"I'll take the side you're on, if that's okay with you." she replied and I could sense her smiling in the dark.

We kissed and quickly fell asleep. How I loved this! I had never felt like this in my life before, I didn't know anyone could feel as happy!

I awoke just as it was becoming light and for a brief moment wondered where I was. Then I realized, and a feeling of joy overwhelmed me. Lucie was still in my arms and I kissed her softly, seeing her smile in her sleep. I carefully disentangled myself and tiptoed to the toilet to relieve myself. It had been a long night and I darn near had to walk cross-legged. I sat down and sighed with relief as a yellow stream poured into the bowl. Done, I wiped myself, washed and dried my hands, opened the door and there stood Lucie, her eyes bright with tears. I took her into my arms to comfort her. "Lucie, my love, what's the matter? Tell me!"

"I woke up," sobbed Lucie into my shoulder, "and you weren't there. I thought I'd dreamt it all."

I held her tighter, "No dream, Lucie. I love you this morning even more than I loved you last night, if that's even possible. You're a part of my life now and I'm not going anywhere."

"I'm so glad, my dear Audrey" sobbed Lucie, clinging to me, "I love you so very, very much. But I must go and pee, my darling, before I explode. Please don't go away."

She dashed into the toilet, I returned to bed and waited for my lover. I watched her as she came out of the toilet and walked towards the bed, her beautiful face framed in her shining, curly, black hair, smiling as only she could smile, the bounce of her firm, pointed breasts, her flat stomach, the thatch of black hair between her legs. Dear God she was gorgeous and I just couldn't believe she was mine, just as much as I was hers.

I held up my arms and she came into them. I felt the length of her cool body against mine, her breasts with their sharp nipples pressing against mine. I held her, caressed her hair, her back, the globes of her bottom, her sides, touching the swell of her breasts. I simply didn't know how to tell this woman how much I loved her because I didn't understand it and I didn't know how much I loved her. I knew that I'd never felt like this about anyone in my life and would never feel like that about anyone else. My heart swelled in my chest; this wasn't sex, this was love. If only I had the words.

"I don't understand it, Lucie," I whispered in her ear, "I don't understand any of this, but I love you so very, very much, you've become so dear to me."

She looked at me, smiled, stroked my cheek. "You don't need to understand, ma chérie, you just have to accept what is. If anyone had told me that a collision in a supermarket would result in me losing my heart I wouldn't have believed it. But it did happen. I met you. I fell in love with you the moment I met you and now I can't imagine being without you."

By now we were clutching each other, weeping, and peaceful love and calm and warmth turned gradually to passion, to deep kisses, tongues writhing, hands wandering, legs spreading, juices flowing. Lucie spun around, buried her head between my legs, lay her body on mine clamped her knees around my head and lowered her now wet and fragrant cunt onto my face. I grasped her hips, pulled her down, her legs spread further, my nose vanished into her fragrant cunt and my lips closed around her dripping clitoris, my tongue flicking it. I felt Lucie's lips and tongue on my own clitoris and the sensations in the pit of my stomach carried me closer and closer to orgasm. We were both shaking and quivering, harder and harder until we both tipped over the edge into orgasm, spraying cum over our faces.

We pulled away, panting as we drew huge breaths, our mouths and noses full of juices and cum. We turned until we were facing each other again and as we looked at each other's cum-smeared face we burst into laughter. "It could be time for a shower," I said, still laughing. "I guess you noticed that the shower in the family bathroom is a two person, so if you're very good I'll come and wash your back."

So we showered. Slowly, very slowly as back washing turned into kissing, into front washing, into kissing, into breast washing, into kissing, into face washing, into kissing, into cunt washing then kissing again, breast washing again, kissing again, cunt washing again, kissing again and so on and so on. Drying was no faster, maybe a little slower as so many nooks and crannies were found that required drying, some more than once and all of them requiring kissing. And kissing. And kissing.

We emerged from the shower room very hot and bothered, still touching and caressing and groping and kissing but loving every second of it. Happiness, pure happiness.

Neither of us felt like cooking breakfast, we knew might never be able to keep our hands off each other long enough to cook, let alone eat, so we threw on some clothes, another slow process, and went back to Mickey D's for our morning fuel. And did we need it!

As we sat back finishing our coffee, I asked, "And what would you like to do today, Lucie?"

"Well," she replied, "what I'd really like to do is go back to the house, rip your panties off and fuck your brains out!"

"That sounds like fun, " I grinned, "but I'm not wearing any panties, Lucie, as you very well know and I know that you're not either. And I'm not wearing a bra and neither are you. You know, I haven't mentioned this before, but I just love the way your tits bounce when you walk. Gets me all hot and bothered!"

"Huh," replied Lucie, "and I suppose you think yours just sit there on your chest like lumps! They don't, they have a beautiful bounce, I just love your big, hard nipples and I know I'm getting wet just looking at them. By the way, did I tell you I love you this morning?"

"No, I don't think you did, but I know I love you, Lucie, with all my heart, just can't imagine being without you."

"Oh you liar," exclaimed Lucie, "I did tell you, I know I did, but just in case, I love you, Audrey, passionately, so let's go!"

So we did and spent the rest of the day in bed, getting to know each other better, alternating between extreme passion and loving calm and peace. We exhausted ourselves, but this time made our own food, there was plenty in the house, and eventually fell sleep in a quiet embrace, as happy as we had ever been in our lives.

The next day, Sunday, we awoke together, still holding each other tight. We kissed, kissed again then lay there, looking into each other's eyes. I couldn't believe how lucky I was and I told my Lucie, "Good morning my darling. I love you so very much." and kissed her again. And again. Today we were to visit Jeanne in Yarmouth and I was still feeling a little nervous, and why not! Until last week I thought I was straight, had never even considered looking at a girl or woman and now I was deeply in love with this beautiful creature next to me. I hoped that Jeanne understood, because I'm not sure I did.

We showered again, just as slowly as yesterday but today we had a simple breakfast, toast and jam, before getting dressed. With underwear today! We both chose similar outfits, colorful blouses, summery skirts and comfortable flats. Damn we looked good! Today we took my BMW, and as it was such a beautiful day we drove with the top down. It blew us around a little, but that's the price you pay!

This time we stayed on the 101 for the whole 100 kilometer journey. As soon as we left Digby, Lucie put her hand on my thigh and squeezed, which felt so good I could have cried. It felt even better when her hand slid slowly up my thigh, under my skirt, and began to stroke the bulge of my swelling lips through my panties.

"You keep that up and I'm going to drive off the road!" I gasped.

"You mean you don't want to get wet?" giggled Lucie. "Too late!", rubbed a little harder and brought her wet fingertips to my mouth where I sucked them with enjoyment.

"Lucie, your mom will be able to smell me from a hundred yards away!" I giggled as I reached under her skirt to find that she hadn't worn panties after all. She was already wet and I felt the pearls of liquid in her black bush. Her legs parted, I found her hard clitoris with my forefinger and begin to rub it.

"That's enough, let's save it for later!" she gasped as she pulled my hand out. She brought my hand to her mouth and licked my fingers dry. "You know," she said, "I prefer your taste!" and giggled loudly.

"That settles it," I laughed, "your mom will probably be able to smell us both now!" and we both collapsed in fits of laughter. But I did keep the car on the road and about an hour later, when we came to a stop in front of Jeanne's house in Yarmouth, we were still laughing and giggling like a couple of schoolgirls.

Jeanne was at the door with a big smile on her face. "Girls, it's so lovely to see you. You'll have to tell me what the big joke is! Come in, sit down and tell me all about the last month." and gave both of us a big hug.

Jeanne got all of us a soft drink and we sat, Lucie and I next to each other on the sofa, Jeanne opposite us on the other sofa. She looked at Lucie, then at me, then back at Lucie, then back at me. "Something's changed since the last time I saw you, hasn't it?" she said softly. "Would you like to tell me about it or is it a secret?"

"It's no secret," I answered in a quiet voice, "even if it is a bit of a mystery." I took Lucie's hand, brought it to my lips and kissed it softly. "Does that answer your question, Jeanne?"

"But I thought you were only friends, at least that's what you told me when we first met."

"Yes I did, Jeanne, and it was true then. When we first met I thought I was straight, had been married to a man for four years, for God's sake and then I meet Lucie and my whole world is turned upside down, but in a more wonderful way than I could ever have imagined. When I invited her to share my house, that's all it was, I was just trying to be kind, because she's a lovely girl with whom I'm very comfortable and I felt she deserved better than just a room in a rooming house, but in the weeks following I've fallen so deeply in love with your daughter, Jeanne, God help me I love her so very much. All in only a month. I don't understand it, but there it is."

"Lucie told me how she felt about you when you first came here, and I trusted her feelings, so that's no surprise, but this is more than a little unexpected, Audrey. I'm not unhappy, don't get me wrong, you're a lovely girl, but you have to admit that this is just a little improbable. Are you sure that this isn't just sex and the convenience of being so close?"

"Yes, Jeanne, I've never been more certain about anything in my life." I replied. "I've no explanation for you, I just know how I feel and I know I've never felt like this before. The last time we spoke on the phone I promised you that I would take care of Lucie and keep her safe and I mean that even more now than I did then. I love her so very, very much." and I burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably until a sobbing Lucie took me in her arms and comforted me.

I became aware that Jeanne had joined us, had her arms around both of us, was crying as much as we were and whispered into my hair "Welcome to our family, Audrey."

I pulled back, looked at the pair of them and sobbed, tears still pouring from my eyes, "Jeanne, I'll take care of your beautiful daughter for as long as she wants me to. Forever will be too soon for me. I mean it Jeanne."

We held each other until we stopped crying. Jeanne exclaimed "Well, isn't this unexpected! 'Out of a clear blue sky' comes to mind. We often get a lot of bad luck in our lives, God knows I've had my share but this is not one of those times. You've been pretty quiet, Lucie, do you have anything to add?"

"Not really, maman, you've known how I've felt about Audrey since we first came here for dinner. She knows that I love her, I'm now loved, loved in return and I'm so filled with joy that I can't begin to describe it to you. Audrey knows this, now you do too. I hope you can be happy for us."

"The two of you are so happy that it really doesn't matter how I feel," smiled Jeanne, "but yes, I'm overjoyed for you both. I've hoped for years that you would find someone who would love you and take care of you and it seems that you have. I knew when I met you, Audrey, that you were someone special, but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that you and my daughter would become a couple, and an incredibly happy couple at that. Thank you."

I looked at Lucie, stroked her cheek and we kissed. And kissed again. And blushed. "Excuse us, Jeanne, I'm sorry if we embarrass you but your daughter is so beautiful I can't help kissing her. I'll try and behave."

"You'll do nothing of the kind!" exclaimed Jeanne. "You have no idea how happy it makes me to see you young people being happy and showing it. But I do draw the line at your stripping and making out on the sofa."

Lucie and I collapsed in gales of laughter, leaving Jeanne looking puzzled. "So what's the joke?" she asked.

"Audrey was wondering how you'd react," said Lucie, "when we told you about us and I told her that you might object if she ripped my panties off and we made out on your kitchen table." at which Jeanne roared with laughter too.

"You were right," she gasped.

"It's all right, maman, I did tell her that, but I knew it couldn't happen." Lucie laughed.

"Why ever not, Lucie?" gasped Jeanne.

"I'm not wearing panties, maman." which made Jeanne collapse in laughter and made me blush furiously.

"Lucie, you're a terrible girl, look at how you're embarrassing Audrey." spluttered Jeanne.

Lucie turned to me and with an enormous grin asked "Am I embarrassing you, ma chérie?"

I blushed again and replied "Just a little. Remember, I don't know your mom as well as you do. I think it's wonderful she has such a terrific sense of humor."

"Thank you, Audrey," answered Jeanne, "you have to have a sense of humor with Lucie around, she's cheeky as you've no doubt found out already. Now, I'd better get some lunch ready before she really does jump your bones but if she does, just don't be too noisy. No panties indeed!"

"Can we come and help you, Jeanne, that way my honor will be safe?" I asked and once again we exploded in gales of laughter.

"Bit late for that, I would imagine! No panties indeed." spluttered Jeanne and we again collapsed in laughter. "No thank you my loves. You two lovers sit there and whisper sweet nothings and I'll call you when it's ready. For all I know you're not wearing panties either!"

I collapsed into Lucie's arms, still laughing. "What a wonderful mom you have my darling, I just love her sense of humour, I think she's awesome. Not as wonderful as you, but still wonderful. Lucie, my darling Lucie, I just can't stop telling you how much I love you. Thank you so very much for being in Superstore that day."

Lucie's eyes tear up as she looks into mine. "My sweet Audrey, I have never been happier in my whole life than I am right now and that's all because of you. I love you with all my heart."

Jeanne, who had been coming to fetch them heard all this and her eyes glistened when she heard the heartfelt protestations of love from her wonderful daughter and her beautiful partner. She sniffed and in a cracking voice called "Lunch."

We sat around the table and enjoyed a wonderful lunch of wild Atlantic salmon, small new potatoes and salad. Jeanne opened a bottle of wine but I regretfully declined.

"I'm so sorry, Jeanne, I'd love a glass but I'm driving and I never drink when I drive, not even one glass."

Jeanne came to me, took me in her arms and said "Thank you, thank you for taking good care of the two of you. There are too many accidents with drunk drivers as it is. Lucie, you've got a keeper here!"

"Oh I knew that, maman, from the moment I met her." she replied and I blushed all over again.

During lunch they found out exactly how little French I knew and they promised to give me lessons, which I thought was a wonderful idea. I'd have loved to be able to speak to my Lucie in her native language, but they did teach me to say 'Je t'aime', 'I love you' in French, so I practiced it a few times, making Lucie blush brightly. Jeanne and I winked at each other.

"You're terrible," Lucie said to the two of us, still blushing.

I reached over and took her hands in mine and said quietly "But we do love you, my darling, we love you very much and I'm happy to tell anyone that I do."

All three of us began to cry at this and Lucie whispered "How did I get so lucky?"

"It must be because you deserve it, my darling." I replied quietly.

We spent a lovely afternoon, sitting round, chatting, enjoying each other's company and of course, time flew by and it was quickly time to head home. We all hugged and kissed and as were on the point of leaving, Jeanne hugged me again and said "Thank you so much for coming into our lives. I haven't known you long, but I can think of no-one, absolutely no-one that I would prefer my Lucie to be with. Please look after her." and kissed me on the cheek.

"I will, Jeanne, but I have a problem," I replied with a grin, "I don't know if I should persuade Lucie to wear panties or if I should stop wearing them myself. I'll tell you a secret. When I went to have a pee just now I took mine off and put them in my purse."

Jeanne exploded with laughter and gasped "Oh you devil you! You just be careful you don't drive off the road! Come here, give me another hug!"

Lucie came back into the room and asked "What's going on here? Did I miss something?"

"No, nothing," I replied with a smile, "come on, time to go. Bye-bye, Jeanne, thank you so much for everything. We'll see you again soon. I have an idea, why don't you come up and visit, we have a spare room since Lucie moved in with me. Is that okay with you, Lucie, can your mom have your room?"

"Absolutely, Audrey, you silly, but it's not my room any more, remember? We'd love to have you maman."

The sun was getting low but it was still quite light, so we left the top down and set off up 101. Once we were well on our way I pulled my skirt up and say to Lucie "This is what Jeanne and I were laughing about. I took my panties off for you."

"Well thank you, lover, that's very thoughtful of you," replied Lucie with a big grin. "I really love touching your smooth cunt, seeing how your lips swell. I've been thinking about shaving myself for quite some time now. Would you help me, Audrey."

"Of course I will, honey!" I replied. "I think we'll have to take a lawn mower to it first, but it shouldn't take too long after that. Want to do it when we get home?"

"Okay, you beast." grinned Lucie. "By the way, it was really sweet of you to invite maman up for a visit. She has quite a few friends but I think she'd love to come up. She loves family and as far as she and I are concerned you're now a part of our family. You're certainly a part of my family. And you have a lovely cunt." and she turned to face me, squirming under her seatbelt, reached over and slipped a finger into my waiting slit.




The Magic of her Smile Ch. 02



"That'll teach you to take your panties off when I'm within range." she joked. "Oh my, I do believe you're getting wet."

"Just you wait till I get you home." I gasped as sensations from Lucie's finger coursed through me.

I'd already had one small orgasm by the time we pulled into our driveway. I put up the roof of the car and we walked up to the front door, hand in hand. Who cared what the neighbors might think. Once inside and the door is shut we embraced and kissed. Lucie looked at me and said, "I love you so very, very much, Audrey Woods. Thank you so much for becoming a part of my life."

The only way to answer this adequately was to crush her to me and kiss her passionately, something that I was only too pleased to do. I pulled back a little and whispered in her ear, "Where have you been all my life, you darling girl? I adore you! Why don't you come with me because even though you've got no panties on you're still wearing far too many clothes. I want to take them off, lie next to you, admire you, touch you, love you."

I led her to our bedroom, we undressed each other and lay down facing and admiring each other. "We seem to do a lot of this, don't we!" I said in a husky voice. "I could spend all day just lying here looking at you, touching you. Lucie, you are so incredibly beautiful, your body is so gorgeous you almost leave me speechless, but if I were speechless I couldn't tell you over and over and over how much I love you and I just have to do that."

I don't know how long we lay there looking at each other, touching, but I do know that I woke up in the middle of the night to find that we had fallen asleep with the light on. I got up as carefully as I could, turned the light out, returned to bed, where I immediately fell asleep again.

I awoke again in the morning, it was light already, to the sound of the shower. My love was getting ready for work, so I got up, put the coffee on and got bread ready for toasting. I sensed someone behind me and two hands snaked around my body and gently cupped my breasts, tweaking my nipples. I leaned back, felt Lucie's breasts against my back and I greeted her, still in wonder, "Good morning my darling. I love you, Lucie!"

"Good morning, love of my life!" Lucie replied and for a moment we stood there, body against body until she released me and I turned and kissed her.

"Coffee's ready, Lucie. How many slices of toast?"

"Two please, dearest. What are you going to do today?"

"I don't know yet, but I do know I'm going to miss you terribly. Five o'clock can't come soon enough."

Lucie stopped pouring her coffee, came up to me and embraced me. "I'm not looking forward to spending a day without you either, my darling. I'll be aching to see you again."

We kissed, I went to clean my teeth then came back and poured a coffee, before sitting down opposite Lucie with a bowl of cereal. "Now listen, you," I said with a grin, "I promised your mom I'd get you to wear panties today."

Lucie poked her tongue out at me. "Are you going to check?"

"I just might." I smiled back.

"Then why don't you come and watch me dress!"

"I thought you'd never ask!" so I followed her into the bedroom and watched her dress and yes, she did put on panties under her pantyhose. Watching without touching was so hard. She was so beautiful I had to sit on my hands to keep them under control.

At last she was dressed, she kissed me softly so I wouldn't mess up her makeup, dashed out to her car and was gone.

I returned to the bedroom, stretched out and found that I was crying. I missed her already. The day was going to be endless. I had a TV on the chest of drawers at the end of the bed and as I hadn't watched any for days I switched it on and watched. Anything. Just to take my mind off my loneliness.

The day did pass, I made a tasty supper for us and eventually I heard Lucie pull into the driveway, the door opened and as soon as it closed I leaped into her arms and greeted her with kisses, kisses, kisses.

"Oh my," laughed Lucie, "if I'm going to get a greeting like this every time I go out, I'll go out more often. It's so good to be back home with you, my darling. I've got news! It's not really news, but in the excitement of the last week I'd forgotten all about it. I've got two weeks holiday, starting next Monday. Is that good news or is that good news!"

"That's better than good news, my love. That means I'll have you all to myself for two whole weeks! Oh dear, I hope that doesn't sound too proprietary my sweetheart, I don't mean to stifle you, but I do love you so."

Lucie held me tighter, looked in my face with a stern expression and said "Audrey Woods, there is nothing you can say or do that could bother me. I hate every moment that I'm away from you but now we're going to have two whole weeks together. We can, and will, spend every moment, sleeping and waking, in each other's company, and we will love it. Now, my sweet girl, is there anything special you'd like to do or shall we just stay around here and do what we feel like?"

"We've got a week to think about it. Is there anything that you'd particularly like to do?" I asked. "The weather's so beautiful, maybe you'd like to sit on the beach. Are there any good beaches around here?"

"Mavillette Beach is terrific and I'd love to do that." replied Lucie eagerly. "Would you mind terribly if maman came up to join us for a day at the beach?"

"Of course I wouldn't mind," I answered, "not one little bit! Now, come and have supper, it's all ready."

I served the food, we sat and started eating. Lucie suddenly stopped eating, looked up and said, with a big grin, "Do you have any idea how hard it is to eat with those gorgeous, naked tits jiggling opposite me?"

I blushed furiously, muttered "I'm so sorry, Lucie, I should have thought." and dashed for the bedroom to get a robe.

Lucie rushed after me, her face distraught, tears running down her cheeks, "Audrey, I'm so sorry, I was only joking, oh please don't be mad at me, I didn't mean it." She caught up with me and threw herself into my arms, "Forgive me, my darling, I was only joking. Don't you dare put any clothes on, I love your beautiful tits. Give me two minutes to take my clothes off and I'll join you! Please?"

"Oh honey, you don't have anything to apologize for, it was rude of me to let everything hang out like that." I said, comforting my love. "New house rule. When we eat, both of us should be dressed. Does that sound fair? There's no need for you to get undressed my darling, I'll just throw a robe on and we'll go back and finish dinner."

Lucie nodded her head against my shoulder and I whispered in her ear, "My dear, sweet Lucie, this is all part of getting to know one another. It's going to be so much fun learning all about you but there are going to be hiccups. If they're all as small as this one we'll be very lucky but even if they're not, we love each other so we'll get through it. And I do love you, so very, very much."

We kissed, I threw on a robe and we returned to finish what was left of our rapidly cooling dinner. Tears cleared, we finished eating and after we cleared up we discovered that making up could be so wonderful. Lucie undressed immediately after dinner and we indulged ourselves in an evening of love and passion that left us wet, sticky, drained, but so very, very happy.

The week passed and Friday evening arrived, the beginning of our two week holiday. We were so excited and as we were lying on our bed in the early evening a thought suddenly came to me. "Lucie, do you have a bikini?"

"No I don't. Now you mention it I don't have a bathing costume at all. I hadn't even thought of that."

"Well I'm not letting you loose on the beach without a costume!" I exclaimed, grinning, "I'd have to fight people off you all day, though that'd be hard enough even with one! First thing we do tomorrow is find you a bikini. Where would we be more likely to find one, here or in Yarmouth? I would imagine Yarmouth."

"Why don't we try Walmart, next to Superstore just up the road, I think it's likely we'll find something there."

"Settled, my love, first thing tomorrow we go to Walmart but first let me have a look at your crotch. We don't want all that beautiful black hair hanging out around a skimpy bikini. Although I must say the thought really turns me on."

Lucie laughed loudly, rolled onto her back, spread her legs and I looked at the beautiful, thick fur between her legs. "Beautiful though it is, that's got to go, sweetheart. Shall I help you shave?"

"Ooh, yes please, Audrey. What do we need?"

"We don't have a lawnmower, so a small scissors and a disposable razor will have to do. And of course, soap and water. We'd better do it in the bathroom." 

We made our way to the bathroom, Lucie sat on the edge of the bath and we clipped her hair before we began to shave, down her lower stomach, very carefully around her lips until she was as smooth as the proverbial baby's bottom and her slit and swollen, prominent, outer lips were at last visible. I saw them clearly for the first time and saw the delicate inner lips peeking out between them. They were so beautiful that I had to have them! I dropped to my knees and licked them, firmly. The shaving had obviously excited her because her lips were very swollen and her juices were seeping out of her slit.

I got up, took my darling by the hand and led her back to bed where we indulged in a wonderful 69 session that left us trembling, breathing hard and totally spent.

I turned to Lucie and panted "You have such a beautiful cunt, Lucie and today I got to see all of it for the very first time. It's gorgeous"

"I love your cunt too, sweetheart. I always have."

"Thank you, my darling, it's all yours." I replied, "Now, I have to go and find my bikini or I'll be buying one with you tomorrow."

I got up and found it in my underwear drawer, which is where I expected to find it. It was bright yellow and very skimpy indeed.

"Wow", whistled Lucie, who had come up behind me, her eyes bugging out at my selection of bras, panties and teddies, "try it on, Audrey. Please, please!"

"I will, my love," I replied with a grin, "but I had better wash myself first or it's going to be smeared in cum and I won't be able to wear it tomorrow."

"Can I wash you, Audrey? Please?" begged Lucie so I let her and what should have taken a couple of minutes stretched out, and out, and out. I managed to stop her before I came again, she dried me off, again a long process and I tried my bikini on.

It still fit and if Lucie's wolf whistles were anything to go by, still looked good. I had forgotten just how skimpy it was, but she obviously liked it and that was all that mattered.

We slept well that night and were excited when we left the house next morning to find Lucie a bikini. We got lucky and found one, just as skimpy as mine but in royal blue. I went with her into the changing room and my wolf whistles were just as loud as hers had been but caused some consternation in the other changing rooms! Of course, I had to stroke her in strategic places as she was trying it on, just to make sure that it was fitting right, of course. It did, oh my it did. So we bought it, together with two wraps to wear over our bikinis and three deck chairs so we'd have something to sit on, on the beach.

When we got back to the house I told Lucie "We're going to Mavillette tomorrow. Call your mom and tell her we'll pick her up and she can come with us. And if she'd like to pack a suitcase, we'll bring here back here for a few days. Would you like that?"

"Oh ma chérie, really? I would love that, Audrey! You are so kind, my darling, so thoughtful! Come here!" and she enfolded me in her arms, kissed me, which meant that she didn't call her mom until quite a bit later. Ah well, better late than never.

Jeanne would love to come, so we went and changed the bed in the spare room and tidied it up for her. "You do realize, Lucie, that we're now faced with a choice. Either you're going to have to be much quieter when you cum or we're going to have to stop fucking altogether while you're mom's here."

Lucie pushed me back onto the bed and squealed, "ME be quiet? Have you listened to yourself? I bet no-one for blocks around gets much sleep when you cum. And as for no fucking while maman's here, dream on, lady, I'm going to be between your legs every chance I get and I hope you'll be between mine just as often. Maman is just going to have to do herself in time with our moans."

"You're terrible, Lucie! You really think she won't mind? I might find it hard to get used to."

"Then you're just going to have to pretend she isn't here. She's very broad minded, Audrey, really, and I know nothing we do will bother her. Might get her excited actually! I mean she has been on her own for a long time.

We broke out in gales of laughter and ended up, as usual, hugging and kissing before making mad, passionate love. And did I mention noisy?

We left the house at about ten o'clock next morning and arrived at Jeanne's an hour later. She was waiting for us and was so excited, not just for a day at the beach but for the upcoming few days in Digby. She embraced and kissed us both, we loaded her suitcase into the trunk and left for Mavillette Beach, just over half an hour away up Highway 1.

Lucie was right, the beach was beautiful, two and a half miles of golden sand with very few people on it. We parked in the furthest north lot on John Doucette Road that paralleled the beach, and took the boardwalk to the beach. There was all kinds of room so we set up our deck chairs once we were on the sand and Lucie and I removed our wraps, under which we were wearing only our bikinis. Jeanne wolf whistled and stripped off her sheath dress. Underneath she was wearing a white one-piece costume that was a knockout, drawing two wolf whistles in return. She looked sensational.

We admired each other, covered ourselves in sunscreen then sat in our deck chairs and absorbed the browning rays of the hot, bright sun. At about one o'clock we packed up and drove to the Cape View Restaurant for lunch. We got a table overlooking the beach and enjoyed a good meal before returning to the beach for more sun. Lucie covered me with more sunscreen, I did Lucie and both of us did Jeanne, hoping that we wouldn't burn!

At about four o'clock we packed up, got back in the car for the one hour journey back to Digby. Jeanne was enchanted by the house and we soon had her set up in the spare bedroom and showed her her bathroom. While she and Lucie sat and chatted in the living room, I prepared burgers and fries and salad for supper. Not the healthiest meal perhaps, but certainly filling, and with a bottle of red wine, enjoyable.

After dinner at the kitchen table we sat, chatted and finished off the wine. Jeanne was overjoyed that Lucie and I had become a couple and told us so again. We sat next to each other, holding hands and it was obvious that we were so much in love.

I got up and opened another bottle of wine. Hey, it was a celebration of a sort after all. We moved into the living room where Lucie and I sat close to each other on the sofa while Jeanne sat opposite us in the recliner. We were all feeling the sun and as the bottle went down, we started to nod. Lucie's head fell onto my shoulder. I thought it was time for bed so before we all crashed where we were, I roused Lucie and Jeanne and we staggered off to our rooms.

I was sticky from suntan lotion so I headed into our shower and while I was under the hot water the curtain was pulled to one side and my love came in to join me. This wasn't the two person shower of the main bathroom but there was just about enough room and we laughed and giggled as we rubbed up against each other, and washed each other until we were shiny clean. As usual we dried each other very slowly and very carefully and by the time we were finished we were breathing hard and moaning quietly.

"Lucie," I whispered, sitting on the bed as she stood in front of me, fingering her naked, smooth cunt. "I just love your smooth cunt, your puffy lips, your deep, wet slit. It turns me on like mad." I leaned forward and licked it. And again. And again until my tongue was coated with her juices and my darling was emitting little moans.

"Come lie with me, my darling." I said and she lay down facing me, our lips and breasts touching. "I love you so much." I whispered and was just going to kiss her when I heard moans and whimpers that were not coming from either of us. 

We both heard it, looked at each other and started to giggle quietly. Jeanne was obviously fingering herself. So that was how she got her sex! Fair play, she was being fairly quiet about it so I finished kissing Lucie then whispered in her ear "I think we can beat that, don't you?"

Lucie began to laugh silently, shaking with laughter as I slid down her body and started to lick the swollen, slick, spread outer and inner lips of her beautiful cunt. The hard tip of my tongue found her erect clitoris and flicked it, softly at first then harder and harder until her moans and whimpers completely drowned out those of her mother, building to a crescendo and culminating in a scream of joy that would have woken the dead and a spurt of cum into my face.

The bedroom door burst open and a naked Jeanne burst through it to find her daughter lying on her back on the bed, bucking and quivering, my head buried between her legs.

"Oh no!" screeched Jeanne as she covered her eyes with her hands, "I'm so sorry, I thought someone was hurt!"

Lucie untangled herself from me and, still trembling, leaped from the bed and clasped her mother in her arms. "Maman, maman, it's all right, it's all right, nothing happened."

I got up and embraced both of them. "It's all right, Jeanne, I'm so sorry we scared you, we didn't mean to, we just didn't think. Come and sit down." and we sat on the edge of the bed arms around each other.

Jeanne was sobbing hard, shaking with her sobs. We held her tight, one on each side, held her, kissed her shoulders until she calmed and her shaking eased a little. "You weren't supposed to come here and get scared out of your panties, Jeanne." I whispered, "I'm afraid we get rather noisy sometimes but never thought we'd scare you like that. I'm so very, very sorry."

Jeanne was still shaking in our arms and I wondered if she was scared at the scream or shocked at what I was doing to her daughter so I say "Jeanne dear, I do hope we haven't shocked you, we didn't mean to, please believe that."

She put her arms around both of us, held us tight and, still shaking, gasped "No you dears, you haven't shocked me at all. Do you think I don't know what happens between lovers? It's been a very long time for me but this old person does remember. What got me was the suddenness of the scream. Scared the hell out of me and I just reacted. Now I know you're noisy lovers I won't react in such a silly way next time."

"Do you know, Jeanne," I said, "we actually discussed not making love while you're here but decided that we couldn't keep our hands off each other for that long, for any length of time, in fact. So we're so glad to hear that we haven't shocked you, just scared the panties off you. You'll probably hear us at it again, Jeanne and it may not just be at night"

Jeanne giggled and blushed, "That's fine with me. Any time you feel like it, just go ahead. I'm thinking that you may have heard me playing earlier on. I was thinking about how happy you are and I just felt the urge, you know what I mean. I hope I didn't put you off."

"Put us off?" giggled Lucie, "we heard you moaning and Audrey was all over me and down between my legs like a rocket! And then I went off like a rocket. Which is where you came in!" and we all collapsed on the bed laughing uproariously.




The Magic of her Smile Ch. 02



Still snickering, Jeanne gasped "Well I guess I'd better go back to my bed now I know you two darlings are okay."

"Jeanne," I said, looking over at Lucie, "why don't you stay with us tonight. It's a very big bed and I'm certainly not suggesting any funny business, but we can certainly offer you some comfort." Lucy nodded her head in agreement and smiled at me.

"That's really nice of you, Audrey, but I can't do that."

"Maman," said Lucie, "we're both agreed that you'll be very welcome so don't argue. Come and sleep between us and we'll all get a good night's sleep. If I climb over you to get to Audrey just go back to sleep, okay?" and we all exploded with laughter again.

I awoke in the morning with a strange breast heavy on my arm and it took a few seconds until I remembered last night and realized that the breast must be Jeanne's. How I wished that Lucie was sleeping next to me as I really needed a cuddle. But I did need to pee so I gently eased my arm from under the breast, got out of bed and relieved myself in the bathroom. Oh my that felt good. When I came back into the bedroom Lucie's eyes were open, she was looking at me and smiling. I fell to my knees beside her and kissed her deeply, caressing her beautiful breasts as I did so. I noticed that Jeanne was awake and watching us but I was damned if I was going to stop. I reached down and caressed Lucie's smooth, swollen lips between legs that spread as I touched them, slipping my finger into her slit, feeling it getting wetter and wetter as I stroked. She moaned and suddenly I was so hot, I could feel my cunt leaking juices and I squirmed and rubbed my thighs together. I moaned too and though I tried to control the noise, that proved to be impossible. 

There were noises from alongside us. It had to be Jeanne rubbing herself off to the sounds and smells emanating from our lovemaking. Lucie and Jeanne exploded into orgasm simultaneously.

I climbed back to my side of the bed, across Jeanne. I decide that I didn't like this, I wanted my darling in my arms, to hold, to kiss, to comfort, to tell how much I love her.

"Well that was quite the show." said Jeanne. "Sure got me excited, but I think I'll sleep in my own bed from now on, I feel that I'm coming between you two lovers, so to speak."

"I think that would be a good idea, maman. Not that we don't love your company but I miss my Audrey when she's not in my arms and I think she misses me when I'm not in hers."

Jeanne hugged both of us to her, kissed us and whispered "I do love you two darlings. Thank you so much, Audrey for coming into our lives, you've made my daughter so happy. I haven't seen her this happy for longer than I can remember and it makes me so glad."

"I feel so happy too, Jeanne," I replied, "you have a beautiful daughter and I love her very much. She's incredibly sexy, too! You may have noticed how she affects me!"

"Oh I did notice, Audrey. I couldn't really miss it, could I! Now I'm going to have a shower and then I'm going to make you two girls breakfast."

When Jeanne climbed out of bed, Lucie and I rolled over into each other's arms. "Good morning my dearest," I said as I kiss her, "that was an interesting night."

"I learned things about maman last night that I never knew. Isn't she wonderful?" replied Lucie.

"Yes she is, Lucie and so beautiful. I had a real surprise when I woke up to find her lying next to me. For a second I thought it was you, the two of you are so much alike."

"We do look alike, don't we," grinned Lucie, "except for one thing of course; she's got hair down there, and I don't."

"Oh I did notice," I smiled and reached down to stroke Lucie's beautiful, smooth cunt.

"Breakfast." called Jeanne a little while later so we pried ourselves apart, put on robes and made for the kitchen, following the glorious smell of coffee and frying bacon.

Jeanne had also put on a robe, it's not a smart move to fry bacon in the nude, loaded three plates with bacon, scrambled eggs and hash browns and gave us mugs of steaming coffee. "There," she said with a big grin, "eat up, I'm sure you need to get your strength back. You've had a busy morning! Is it like this every day?"

"No," I answered, tongue in cheek, smiling at Lucie, "We've had a fairly quiet time this morning in honor of our guest."

"You liar," laughed Jeanne, "if that's a quiet morning I'm really looking forward to being here for a busy one! You were at it like a couple of bunnies, lesbian bunnies of course. Got me quite wet, and I loved it! When you have a busy morning you're going to have to give me an extra towel. On second thoughts, better give me one anyway!"

Smiling, I shook my head, "I can't believe the relaxed and open relationship you have with Lucie, Jeanne. I was telling her earlier that you look like sisters but more than that, you act like sisters, maybe even closer."

"We've always been like this," Jeanne replied, "very relaxed with each other, though I must admit we've never slept together before, at least as adults!"

"You survived unscathed, Jeanne," I laughed with a leer, "though I don't know what might have happened while I was asleep. Is there something I should know?"

Jeanne and Lucie exploded in laughter and Jeanne gasped "Nothing happened, Audrey. Oh, I was temped to reach out and cop a feel a few times, but I behaved myself. I had to feel myself instead."

At this we all collapsed in laughter and Lucie spluttered "I can lend you a vibrator if you'd like, maman, that's if you didn't bring your own."

"You're a terrible daughter," gasped Jeanne, "and yes, I did bring my vibe, two in fact. Thank heavens for that sex store on Starr's Road. Did you ever go there?"

"I did," replied Lucie, "but I don't think I need a vibrator any more, well, maybe now and then. I never asked you, Audrey, do you have one?"

"Oh I do, Lucie, I have two. One of them, 'Rabbit Habit', is just incredible.

Lucie and Jeanne chimed in to say that they both have the same vibe and agreed that it was wonderful, "But not", whispered Lucie to me, "nearly as wonderful as you are. You're really hot stuff and make me cum like a fountain!"

Jeanne blushed but grinned, "Too much information, you lovebirds! I suppose you'll be dashing off to make out any minute now."

We all laughed again, "No, maman, we're your hosts and we're not going to leave you alone, are we Audrey? If we want to make out we'll do it right here in front of you. I'm sure you won't mind."

We were almost rolling over laughing by now. What a lovely way to start the day.

"So what would you like to do today, maman." asked Lucie. "It's a bit late to go down to Brier Island but that might be a good thing to do tomorrow. I haven't taken Audrey there yet, so it should be a great day out. Do you remember it from when you lived here, Audrey."

"Just a little," I replied, "I remember going down there but not too much about it. It sounds like fun. Okay with you, Jeanne?"

"I'm in your hands, girls. Whatever you do is just fine with me."

"Settled," I said. "Listen, why don't we just lounge today, relax. I'm still feeling the sun from yesterday and am pretty tired. I think I'm going to have a shower, it might wake me up a little, then we can perhaps sit round and chat some. I know quite a bit about you but I would like to know everything about my love. Perhaps you can tell me some embarrassing stories, Jeanne, something I can hold over her," and I stuck my tongue out at Lucie, which made us all laugh.

I left for my shower, which I took in the main bathroom and, as I expected, Lucie was right behind me. We embraced under the shower, kissed, felt and touched each other, washed each other, brought ourselves to roaring orgasms before collapsing in each others arms, spent and satisfied.

We dried each other, just as slowly as every other time and returned to the living room, though this time we didn't bother with our robes.

Jeanne had an enormous grin on her face as we entered the room. "My, "she said, "you sure were noisy! Is every shower like that?"

"Pretty much." I answered as we sat on the sofa with big smiles on our faces.

"Lucky you," said Jeanne, "but I'm terribly jealous that you have no clothes on."

"Well join us!" exclaimed Lucie. "It's easy, just take your robe off and be comfortable, like us."

Jeanne stood up, unfastened her robe and shrugged it off, uncovering her lush, beautiful body.

"Don't be shy, Jeanne," I said, "we've already seen you without your clothes and you look beautiful."

Jeanne blushed as she sat back down. "Lucie, my love," she said, "I see that you've shaved. I've wanted to do that for a long while but just haven't got around to it."

"Well why wait! Lucie and I will help. Lucie, you get the hedge clippers, Jeanne, come with me to the bathroom."

I set up a towel, seated Jeanne on the edge of the bath and snipped away the longest of her hair. She had quite a bit more than her daughter and I was very careful, so it took a little while. At last we were ready. I lathered her up using warm water and shaving cream and very carefully, using a disposable razor, I shaved her hair away until she was smooth and clean, her bulging lips so evident. My, she had such prominent lips, outer and inner, leaking her juices. That and her heavy breathing told me that she was very excited. I looked at Lucie, she noddded, so I touched Jeanne's prominent lips and she nearly jumped off the edge of the bath. I stood, led Jeanne into the bedroom, lay her down on her back and licked and kissed this wonderful, new, tasty cunt. As I licked I looked up and saw that Lucie was caressing Jean's full, hard-nippled breasts. Between both ministrations, Jeanne moaned and whimpered and as I slipped two fingers into the depths of her cunt she screamed and sprayed my face with quantities of her thick, creamy cum.

"Oh fuck," she gasped, panting, "excuse my French but that was the greatest orgasm I've ever had. Thank you so much, my loves. We won't make a habit of this but I think I really needed that and I'm so very, very grateful. You're darlings, both of you!"

"I think you just drowned me." I gasped as I move up Jeanne's body and flopped my cum-slick face next to hers. Lucie snuggled on her other side.

Jeanne licked my face, licked it again and said, wonderingly, "So that's what I taste like!"

"Did you never taste your cum before?" I asked.

"Never, Audrey, but I like it. I might try it again. Did you ever taste your cum, Lucie?"

"Yes, maman, I've tasted my cum a lot of times, but it never tastes as good as when I lick it off Audrey's face. But it doesn't taste as good as Audrey's cum, which is so sweet and beautiful! I just love it when she cums in my mouth, but I prefer licking it off her face because I can kiss her and share it with her."

"You are sexy beasts." gasped Jeanne. "If I stayed here for any length of time I'd wear my fingers out just imagining what you two were doing, let alone watching you!"

"Maman," asks Lucie, "I've just thought of something. I know you love us but do you realize you've just made love with another woman? I applaud your choice but I'm really curious. Why?"

"Oh dear, I suppose it had to come out sometime." Jeanne muttered. "Lucie, my darling, I was so incredibly proud of you when you announced your sexuality to me. You see, I understood totally what you were telling me, unfortunately I didn't have the guts to come out to you at the same time. I've known for a lot of years that I preferred women to men, in fact it was the reason why your father left me. I was never unfaithful to him but he figured it out, somehow and just took off, calling me a bitch, a dyke, you name it and then it was just the two of us. I'm so very, very sorry, honey. I was able to hide my sexuality for a lot of years so you would have a normal life but then something happened, and to this day I don't know what, and your father up and left. I'm sorry, Lucie, you probably won't want me here any more, so I'd better go and pack. Audrey, could you please drive me home. I don't suppose there are any buses to Yarmouth."

As she started to get up from the bed, Lucie grasped her arm and, tears pouring down her face, gasped "And where do you think you're going? You may not have been totally honest with me but you have been the best mother I could possibly imagine and if you think I'm going to let you go then you're out of your mind. I love you so much, maman. Now that you've dropped that on us, when did you find out you preferred women?"

"I think I knew as soon as I hit puberty but you couldn't even talk about gay or lesbian back then. I went out with boys because that's what everyone did and I married your dad when he made me pregnant with you. That was what you did back then. We were never very happy, except for you, of course, you were, and are, an angel. As I said, we stuck it out for ten years then I must have said or done something that made your dad suspicious and he was gone almost overnight."

Lucie whispered "So you've gone almost your whole life not being able to be who you are."

"Oh no, my darling, you're wrong, I've spent a large part of my life being exactly what I was intended to be. A mother. Your mother. Giving up everything else was nothing compared to that because you've been the most wonderful daughter a mother could ever hope to have and I love you so very much, my darling."

By now we were all three sobbing, crying, clutching each other, partly in sadness but mainly in joy.

"So that's why you never had any boyfriends after dad left. But why didn't you find a girlfriend, maman?" asked Lucie.

"Because you came first. And second. And third. A girlfriend would have meant taking my attention from you and I couldn't have that. You have always been the most important thing in my life and always will be. Then when you were grown up it just seemed like it was too late."

I sobbed through my tears "And now you have a second daughter, Jeanne."

Jeanne and Lucie looked at me, held me, kissed me and welcomed me again to the Amero family. "But Audrey", sobbed Lucie with a glint in her eye "I don't think I can behave in a sisterly fashion to you all the time. Will that be okay?"

"I think I'd spank you if you did." I smiled at her.

"Ooh, promises, promises!" giggled Lucie.

"Only joking, Lucie, I'd rather kiss it than spank it."

"Oh Audrey, even better!"

"If the two of you can stop having verbal sex with each other for a moment, I'm so very glad to welcome you to this family, Audrey. Daughter or daughter, all I know is that I have another beautiful new daughter and I love the pair of you very much. I feel blessed."

So," I said, "now that you've got a daughter/daughter to take care of your beautiful black-haired daughter I think we have to find you a girlfriend, don't you, Lucie?"

"Priority", Lucie replied. There's no reason why you shouldn't be enjoying the same love and pleasures that we enjoy, maman. You've earned it, you deserve it and we're going to help you find it. It won't be easy, it took me a long time to find Audrey, but she's out there somewhere waiting for you. In the meantime, you're welcome here at any time, isn't that right, Audrey, and we'll shower you with all the love you can handle."

"I have no words, both of you. I'm just so very, very lucky to have the two of you and I'm so thankful for your love and understanding. Lucie, you have no idea how worried I've been for so many years now how I was going to tell you. Now it's out and it's like having a weight lifted off my shoulders. Thank you, thank you, thank you."

We lay down and Lucie and I embraced Jeanne, kissed her, held her tight and our tears soon turned to tears of joy.

"Well," I whispered, "I did say I wanted to know everything about you but my goodness, we certainly went the extra mile this afternoon, didn't we!" and all three of us collapsed in hysterical laughter.

"So what have we discovered?" I continued. "We've discovered that we're all gay, that we all love each other, that I have a new mother and a new sister, that......well those are pretty momentous on their own, so I don't think we need go any further. It's going to take us the rest of the month to digest them. And what fun that's going to be!"

We were very bad for supper and ordered in pizza. We all loved pizza, mind you, but it wasn't the healthiest food in the world. But it tasted great.

We went to bed early as we were going to have a long day tomorrow and once again, contrary to our previous decision, we all slept together. Again, Jeanne slept in the middle and after kissing each other goodnight we went to sleep full, happy, close, embracing. I was so lucky to have met two such beautiful and wonderful women, and reveled in their loving company.

The alarm clock woke us at seven and after showering and breakfast we were on the way down Digby Neck to East Ferry and our first ferry across Petit Passage to Tiverton on Long Island. We took the BMW again and as the weather was beautiful the top was down. The ferry was waiting so we drove onboard and in no time at all pulled out into the fast flowing waters of Petit Passage for the short crossing to Tiverton. The next ferry, from Freeport on the southern tip of Long Island, was timed to allow for the fourteen kilometer drive down the island and we made it in plenty of time. Again we rolled aboard for the short voyage across Grand Passage, from Freeport to Westport on Brier Island. When we landed, we were hungry and as we'd brought the remains of our pizza of the previous evening and some soft drinks we drove through Westport to the headland just beyond Sweetcake Cove. There were no seats but we sat on the stone surround to the parking area that overlooks Peter Island Lighthouse and enjoyed our food and the magnificent view over Grand Passage.

There really wasn't that much to see on Brier Island, other than two lighthouses, Brier Island West and Grand Passage Lighthouse, unless you're going out on a whale watch but as that's what we wanted to do it was perfect. We found the dock, paid our fares and climbed aboard the big zodiac that zipped down Grand Passage and out into the Bay of Fundy. We were generating a lot of interest on the boat and why not, three beautiful women, two black haired beauties who could be twins and a tall blonde, all three full breasted, long-legged and dressed in short shorts and light polo shirts. In short, and in all humility, we were stunning. Four youngish men, mid-twenties, were sitting opposite us and from their expressions and from the way they were whispering to each other they were obviously planning on trying to get into our panties. Poor guys, if they only knew that they were planning to get into the panties of three dykes. We didn't tell them that, of course, but did try to let them down lightly because I knew I was going to be in my sweetheart's panties that night and she in mine. Jeanne would unfortunately be in her own.

Our whale watching was a success. We saw a succession of humpbacks and finbacks and one huge humpback actually went right under the boat, both exciting us and scaring the pants off most of us.

At the dock, and as we expected, the four men made their move and we had trouble convincing them that our boyfriends would be waiting for us in Digby, having had to work today. But we did convince them, took the two ferries back to Digby Neck and just over an hour later were pulling into the driveway. I had taken some pork chops out of the freezer before we left this morning so as soon as we get in I started to prepare them and an hour later we were sitting down to chops baked in tomato, mashed potatoes, peas and a bottle of wine. A great way to end a perfect day.

We sat in the living room after supper with what was left of the wine. We were relaxed, sunburned and windblown. We had already removed our polo shirts and shorts and were sitting comfortably in bras and panties. Well, almost comfortably. I stood and remove mine and sat down again, naked. I'd obviously started something as Jeanne and Lucie followed my example, did as I'd done, and we all sat there naked and very comfortable.




The Magic of her Smile



We stopped for a burger at the same Mickey D's for supper, then Lucie dropped me off at my motel before heading back to her room. Before she left, I asked her "My furniture arrives tomorrow. Provided that everything works out according to plan, how would you like to come over after work and I'll cook you supper?"

"I'd love to, Audrey!" replied Lucie with enthusiasm. "Five o'clock okay?" Which is where we left it. Once again, Lucie leaned over and kissed me softly. No tongue this time!

Eight thirty next morning I was at the house, pacing up and down anxiously, hoping that the moving company would actually arrive at nine o'clock, as arranged. They did, and within three hours all my furniture was in and arranged to my liking. Wonder of wonders! It took me a few hours to clean up but how lovely my house was as I wandered from room to room admiringly. The furniture fitted perfectly! I was so happy!

I got stuck in and two hours later the house was clean, beds made and shower curtains up. Then it was perfect! I showered, got myself shiny clean and began prepping for dinner. I decided to make Shepherd's Pie. It wasn't really the weather for it but I really liked it and was sure Lucie would too.

By five o'clock everything was finished and I was sitting in the living room with a glass of wine. There was a knock at the door and there was Lucie, right on time. I was very glad to see her.

"Welcome to Chez Audrey, Lucie! Come on in and I'll get you a glass of wine. While I do that, why don't you have a walk round and look at the rooms now they have furniture in them."

When Lucie got back to the living room, I was already there with our wine and she sat on the sofa opposite my recliner. "Wow, beautiful, Audrey, I love it, and you've got so much room! It seems to be so much bigger with furniture than without!"

"Doesn't it!" I replied. "Now sit and enjoy your wine. I hope you like Shepherd's Pie, because that's what's for supper."

She did, so we had a very pleasant meal, more wine and told each other all about our day, hers busy but boring, mine busy and satisfying. When we finished, we loaded the dishwasher, filled our wine glasses and returned to the living room, taking our seats as we were before.

Over the next couple of weeks, Lucie and I spent all our spare time together. We got on so well, it was almost as if we were sisters rather than friends. Lucie came over for supper every evening. Why? Because it was so nice to share our days, to have someone I actually liked to share my time with. I'm a pretty good cook, love cooking in fact, it was no trouble for me to whip up a meal, so we made it a daily thing and became very friendly, very quickly. 

On the first Saturday, Lucie introduced me to the farmers' market in Annapolis Royal, thirty-three kilometers up Highway 101, where we stocked up with beautifully fresh vegetables and baguettes, the latter made by a French baker on the South Shore of eastern Nova Scotia, who delivered them to this farmers' market and markets in Halifax. Wonderful bread! We even took in a Saturday matinee at the movie house in Yarmouth, the nearest to Digby, dropping in at Jeanne's for a quick hello.

It got to the point where we did everything together, and a solid friendship was forged. I considered myself to be very fortunate, and against all logic, my feelings for this beautiful woman were developing in a way that I didn't totally understand. What I didn't yet know, but was very soon about to, was how Lucie felt about me. 

One evening after supper, while we were sitting, enjoying a glass of wine, I said "Lucie, I've been thinking about something for about a week now and should really have thought of it even earlier. I have a proposition for you. I know we haven't known each other for that long, but I like you, feel very comfortable with you and I think we get on very well. As you've seen, this is a good size house, two bedrooms, two bathrooms and I wonder if you'd like to move into the second bedroom. You'll have a lot more room than where you are now and frankly, I'd love your company. No, I'm not suggesting we become a couple, but we could be very comfortable. But only if you'd like to."

Lucie looked at me, began to cry and gasped "You're serious? You're not joking? Would I like to move in? Oh Audrey, of course I would! I can't believe it! I promise I'll behave myself and won't make you regret it! Please, I simply have to give you a hug! Is that okay?"

We both got up, embraced and held each other tight. Lucie buried her face in my neck and sobbed loudly until I began to cry as well, not from sadness, but from happiness. How strange, I thought to myself, I came here looking forward to being on my own but here I am, just a couple of weeks later with a house mate. What a funny old world!

We sat down again, this time side by side on the sofa, still holding each other. "When can I move in, Audrey?" whispered Lucie.

"Just as soon as you'd like. Right now if you want. How long will it take you to pack? Can I help?"

"It'll take me five minutes, I really don't have much."

"Then why are we sitting here blubbering when we could be moving you?" I asked as I got up and pulled Lucie to her feet.

I grabbed a couple of empty suitcases, we got into Lucie's car and drove to her rooming house. It actually took ten minutes to pack everything but hey, what's five minutes between friends! She really didn't have much, so getting it into the car and then into the house was a simple and speedy process. While Lucie unpacked, she knew where she wanted to put her things, I went and sat in the living room and finished my wine, which was sitting there waiting for me.

"I can't believe this." said Lucie as she entered the room, sat down and picked up her wine.

"Believe it!" I replied, "But before we go any further I think we should establish some house rules."

"Oh-oh, am I going to like this?" asked Lucie looking worried.

"First, I'm not going to charge you rent. The house is paid in full so there are no payments to be made, so you don't need to pay me anything. Second, we share the cost of groceries and third, I have a bad habit of walking round the house in the nude. I promise that I'll try not to do that. Honestly. I don't have any other house rules unless there's something you can think of."

"That's so incredibly generous, Audrey! Are you sure about this because I really feel I should be contributing more than that. As for walking round in the nude, I always do it in my room. I like it!"

"In all modesty, Lucie, I'm not trying to suggest that my nudity would have an effect on you, I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable." I smiled back. "But if you think it will be alright then we shouldn't have any problem!"

"You know, Audrey, I just can't believe how happy I am with this arrangement. I don't think I'll ever be able to thank you. Would you mind very much if I called maman to tell her, she'll be as excited as I am. She likes you so much."

She phoned her mom, they chattered along in French for a while then Lucie handed me the phone. "Maman would like to talk to you."

"Hello, Jeanne", I said.

"Hello, Audrey," answered Jeanne, "what you are doing is so very, very kind. Are you sure you really want to do this?"

"Of course I'm sure, Jeanne, I wouldn't have offered otherwise. I have the room so I figure it would be so much better than the little room she's in. And I'd like the company too."

"Audrey, you're a lovely person and so very kind. I ask only one thing, please take care of my Lucie."

"You have my promise." I replied, wondering what she meant exactly.

"Then I thank you again and wish you au revoir."

I looked at Lucie and replied "I'll hand you back to Lucie, Jeanne."

When she hung up, her eyes were swimming in tears. "Wow, I just can't believe all this. I've gone from nowhere to somewhere in just two weeks. Things like this just don't happen to me."

"Nice things should happen to nice people, Lucie. It was your turn."

"Then I think I should give you another hug, Audrey." she said getting up. We met in the middle of the room, clung on to one another in happiness and contentment and while I couldn't see her smile I could feel it!

"Bed time," I said, "it's late and you've got to work tomorrow."

Lucie lifted my head off her shoulder, took my face in her hands and kissed me, not short, not long, but with a bit of tongue, then said,

"Goodnight Audrey, sleep tight." and went to her room.

I took the wine glasses to the kitchen, put them in the dishwasher, turned it on then went to my bedroom and closed the door. I undressed, put my clothes in the laundry hamper and used my ensuite bathroom before climbing into my lovely king size bed. I never wear nightclothes and the coolness of the sheets against my body was wonderful. Oh crap, I remembered I'd left my book in the living room, so without thinking I got up and went to get it. And met Lucie, also in the buff, coming out of her bathroom. We stopped, froze, eyes on breasts, nipples hardening, Lucie's gaze dropping to the smoothly shaven mound between my legs, my gaze dropping to the thatch of black hair between hers, before I shook my head and gasped "I'm so sorry, Lucie, I left my book out here and didn't think." 

"That's okay, Audrey, but you do look terrific!" she replied with a grin and a wolf whistle and entered her room, closing the door behind her.

I shook my head, got my book and returned to bed. I lay there, and as if with a mind of their own my hands began to wander over my body, my breasts, my nipples, my stomach, searching the wet slit between my legs, finding my clitoris, stroking it, exploring lower, finding my cunt, one finger, then two, sliding inside my wet sheath, hooking up until they find my G-spot, making me moan as I tipped over the edge into orgasm. Oh my God, I hope Lucie wasn't listening, but how could she not hear!

Lucie wasn't listening but she did hear, there was no way she could miss hearing my moans, just as there was no way she could avoid rubbing and stroking herself to an equally intense and noisy orgasm. Exhausted, we both fell asleep.

I woke up to a knock on the door and Lucie entered, wearing a robe and carrying two mugs of coffee. "Oh My," I yawned, "room service. You really shouldn't have, Lucie, but I'm glad you did. Thank you."

"My pleasure, Audrey, it's the very least I could do."

I took a mug and sat up, not even thinking that I had nothing on and my full, hard-nippled breasts popped out above the bedclothes. "Oh damn, Lucie, I'm sorry. I'm really not trying to flaunt myself. I'll just have to try harder, I'm afraid," I spluttered, quickly covering them up."

Lucie sat on the bed, and turned to face me. "Right, next house rule, if you agree." she grinned. " What do you think about this? There will be no clothing rule and no embarrassment. We can wear what we want, when we want and that includes wearing nothing if that's what makes us comfortable. No more awkward moments, no more apologies. That sound fair?"

"If you're absolutely sure, Lucie, then I agree. I do feel so comfortable without clothes, as you've probably noticed, but I don't want to do anything that might bother you."

"It won't bother me, honey, believe me, and if it begins to, we'll cross that bridge when it happens. Now, I have about half an hour before I need to go and shower. What are you going to do today?"

"Work around the house, a bit of cleaning I guess. Then, later on this afternoon I'll make a special supper."

Lucie leaned forward, kissed me softly on the edge of my mouth and whispered "You are a darling!"

Another couple of weeks passed, during which we were very comfortable and happy with each other, with or without clothes, but under it all there was a definite undercurrent of tension, sexual tension, and against all reason, a lot of it was coming from me. I was very touched that Lucie found me attractive but I was becoming scared because I was finding her equally, if not more, attractive. She was an amazingly beautiful woman and I was amazed to discover that she attracted me as no-one, either male or female, had ever attracted me. I had never, ever, been attracted to a woman before but Lucie was doing something to me, that smile was doing something to me, that no other woman, or even man, come to that, ever had. 

I spent practically every waking moment thinking about her, aching to take her in my arms and hold her, comfort her, even, dare I say it, make love to her, so much so that I was beginning to seriously wonder if I had done the right thing in inviting her to live with me. While in her company it took no time at all until my panties were soaking, so much did she attract me. However, what was done was done and I could not and would not, under any circumstances, ask her to leave. That would be just about the meanest and cruelest thing I could do and I would have no part of it. It would also be more than I could bear. I just had to hide my feelings as well as I could and did my level best to make out that everything was sweetness and light. Which it wasn't. But it wasn't Lucie's fault, and then again, it wasn't mine either.

It was becoming crushingly obvious that we were developing, or had developed, strong feelings for each other, way beyond mere friendship, but I didn't want to accept this because I was straight, wasn't I? As uncomfortable as life was becoming, we gutted it out until one Friday night, after supper, we decided to go back to Club 98 for beer and dancing. We showered, primped and dressed to the nines. I chose my favorite dress, sleeveless with a short, pleated skirt, again with a lacy bra and g-string. I added some special perfume to strategic places on my body, including the cheeks of my bare bottom under my short skirt. Lucie looked good enough to eat and I could tell, from the beautiful and sensual bounce of her breasts under her white blouse, that she was not wearing a bra.

There was something different about that night. We had dressed to impress only each other and we knew it. We could have just stayed at home, but the idea of the titillation involved in dressing up in sexy clothes and dancing together was on its own enough to get the juices flowing copiously. Before we had our beer we danced. We danced closer than the last time, cheek to cheek, breast to breast, body to body, thigh to thigh, no matter how fast the music, not bothering to sit between dances. 

After a short while, Lucie sobbed in my ear "Audrey, my dear, dear Audrey, please forgive me, but I really don't think I can do this any more. I want you so very, very much and have from the day I met you. I thought I could control myself, that it wouldn't become too much of a problem, but I just can't. You must have heard me relieving myself every night, but what you didn't know was that you were in my mind and I was crying my eyes out, because you were so near to me, and yet so far away."

"Lucie, Lucie, haven't you heard me stroking myself every night too? That was because I want you." I whispered back, tears in my eyes. "I don't understand it, but I've wanted you since the day you moved in and I simply can't control myself any more, either. Will you please let me make love to you and show me what to do? Please?"

"Of course I'll show you, Audrey, oh God, I'd love to show you, but I think you'll find it'll come quite naturally." Lucie replied with a smile of absolute joy on her face.

I took her by the hand and led her from the club, our beers virtually untouched, to the nearest taxi, in which we sat, hip to hip and hand in hand for the short journey to our house, OUR house, on Queen Street.

As I struggled to get the key into the lock I felt Lucie's hands slip under my skirt to stroke the naked cheeks of my bottom and the key skidded off the lock as I sucked in my breath. "Do you want me to unlock this door, Lucie, or not?" I giggled.

"I don't know," she giggled back, "you have the most beautiful, smooth bottom, it feels wonderful and it smells so good. Just concentrate, please, I'm in a hurry!" 

The door swung open and we moved quickly indoors. Once inside, in the dark of the hallway, we turned and faced each other, embraced and, for the first time in my life, I kissed a woman, a full-blown, tongue meeting tongue, French kiss and it was the most wonderful, mind blowing, life changing experience of my twenty-five years, as if none of those years counted for anything. The tension of the last week flooded away and I realized, like a sunburst, that I not only wanted this women but loved her, yes, that's what I said, loved her! The realization struck me like a thunderclap, I loved her, and whether or not she felt the same way didn't seem important at that moment. I was blubbering like a baby but they were tears of joy, not sadness. My legs trembled, Lucie held me tighter, kissed my tears away as fast as they flowed. I think she understood what was happening but it was as if each of us was waiting for the other to be the first to say something. So I did.

"Lucie, I'm terrified. I came to Digby looking forward to some peace and quiet after four years of stress and conflict. I've never been with a woman, nor have I ever had feelings for a woman in my whole life, in fact the possibility never even crossed my mind. But then I met you, with your beautiful smile, and while I don't understand it, and even now can't believe it, in a matter of weeks I've fallen so very much in love with you, my dear, dear Lucie. Please believe me, my dear, it wasn't my intention when I invited you to share my house with me or perhaps it was, I really don't know any more. And I don't care. I just know that you are the most wonderful person I've ever met and I love you. There, I've said it. If it upsets you, I'm so sorry, Lucie."

"My darling Audrey," sobbed Lucie, "I've wanted to kiss you since the day I met you, and in spite of what I told you, watching you walk around the house sometimes dressed, sometimes not, made me nearly die with longing for you. I'm surprised you didn't notice the little puddles I'm sure I must have left everywhere."

She held me tighter, trembling, crying as hard as I was. "My sweet Audrey, have you ever wanted something so badly that it physically hurt," she sobbed, "but you knew that it could never be? I've felt like that since I first met you. When you asked me to move in I very nearly said no because I was afraid, no terrified, that being so close to you, but not close enough, would break my heart in time. I've loved you from the moment I ran into you in the Superstore, deeply, unquestioningly, uncontrollably. I simply can't believe that you love me too and yours are the most wonderful words I've ever heard."

We disengaged, removed our shoes, Lucie took me by the hand and led me to the to the bedroom, my big bedroom. 

"Don't be afraid, my darling," said Lucie, "I will be so very gentle with you and if I do anything you don't like, tell me, and I'll stop at once. I'll do nothing to hurt you, I promise you that, my sweet Audrey."

She unzipped my dress at the back, I hunched my shoulders and it fell to the floor, leaving me standing before her in my bra and g-string. She sighed, reached up and stroked my breasts and nipples through my lacy bra, before unfastening it, letting it drop, permitting my large, hard-nippled breasts to pop out. She took a breast in each hand and caressed them, thumbs and forefingers gently squeezing my hard nipples that were thrusting out of my pebbled areolas.

I moaned as sensations flashed from my nipples to my cunt, making my lips part, allowing my juices to flow even more freely.

"Lucy," I gasped, trembling, "I've never felt like this in my life. My cunt is running like a tap already."

"Enjoy, my darling," she whispered, "this is only the beginning. I'm going to give you more pleasure than you can possibly imagine." As she said this she removed her hands from my breasts and slid my very wet g-string down my legs, uncovering my hairless mound with its slick, swollen lips. 




The Magic of her Smile



She looked into my eyes and, moving closer to me and slipped a finger into the deep slit between my wet, slippery lips. 

I gasped at the sensation, as her finger grazed my clitoris and slid between the folds of my feathery, inner lips until it reached the mouth of my eager sheath and slipped inside.

This was beyond anything I had felt before and I gasped as her finger slid into me, followed by a second.

I moaned at the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out of my tight sheath and her lips, inches from mine, spread into a smile, that smile, and her eyes flashed not only her excitement, but her pleasure at the joy she was giving me.

As her fingers filled me, her thumb found the little shaft of my clitoris and the sensations in the pit of my stomach multiplied and multiplied until, with a scream of joy, I climaxed, my creamy cum spurting over my Lucie's hand.

I collapsed onto the bed, shuddering, panting, tears of joy pouring down my cheeks, dragging my love with me. We lay there, in each others' arms, as I sobbed my heart out and Lucie held me and comforted me.

"I didn't know, I gasped, "I didn't know it could be so wonderful. Never in my life have I had an orgasm like that and to be given it by a woman, a beautiful woman whom I love to distraction, almost leaves me speechless."

"I'm so glad I was your first woman," whispers Lucie in my ear. "and I can't believe how lucky I am to have found you. I love you so much, Audrey Woods."

We lay there, holding each other, kissing each other, fondling each other, purring with pleasure and happiness.

"You know Lucie," I whispered, "I'm lying here sated, you might even say fucked, and I've done nothing to give you any satisfaction. I think I'm going to have to do something about that, starting right now, so bear in mind that this is in my first time and correct me if I do anything wrong. And Lucie, may I turn the light on? I want to see you, watch you. You're so beautiful, have such a beautiful body it would be a tragedy to hide it.""

"Honey," replied Lucie with a smile, "Of course you can turn the light on. And you couldn't do anything wrong if you tried. Just remember that I love you to pieces and whatever you do, even if it's nothing, will turn me on. Anything will be better than the last two weeks." This last with a big grin!

I grinned back, turned the light on and unbuttoned Lucie's blouse, peeling it back to reveal two gloriously firm, bare breasts, nipples hard and pointed, inviting my lips down to suckle a nipple. As I suckled, rolling the nipple between tongue and teeth, I unzipped her skirt, easing it down over her hips as she raised her bottom off the bed. 

The smell of sex was now strong as I touched the big wet patch on the front of her panties before peeling them down. The removal of each piece of clothing was followed by kisses and caresses until we lay there naked, mouth to mouth, breast to breast, body to body, the smell of sex overpowering.

I moved away, pulled the covers and sheets back and we climbed in, holding each other tight. My body was tight against hers, my thigh thrusting between her legs, her thigh between mine. I kissed my Lucie's lovely face, forehead, cheeks, mouth, chin, ears for as much as I wanted her, I wanted to show her just how much I loved her, an impossibility, but I could try. We were still crying, tears of joy now and we kissed each other's tears away. How I loved this beautiful woman. How could it be that I was so lucky?

I moved down her body until I was lying between her widely spread legs, my arms reaching up under her legs, cupping her breasts, caressing her nipples, looking, for the first time in my life, at the gaping lips of Lucie's beautiful cunt, indeed any cunt, ringed with silky black hair, glistening with the drops of the lubricating juices that she was secreting so copiously. It was gorgeous, and when I blew on it gently she arched her back and whimpered. It was so wet and how beautiful were the feathery winglets of her inner lips. I moved closer, savoring her aroma, extended my tongue, touched them, and it was as if I had hit her with a jolt of electricity as my darling cried out and nearly leaped off the bed, which made me happy because I knew I'd pleased her.

I needed more, buried my face in her wetness, smelled her, tasted her, opened my mouth, sucked her juices, found her hard clitoris which was peeking out from under its hood, sucked it into my mouth, rubbed its little head with my tongue harder and harder, faster and faster until my darling screamed again, climaxed and sprayed my face with her creamy cum as her back arched again and she bucked and quivered under me.

I crawled quickly up the bed and took her quivering body into my arms, held her, comforted her, kissed the tears flowing down her face, tears of happiness, at least I hoped so. She buried her face against my neck as she slowly stopped shaking and her breathing returned to normal.

"Wow," she gasped, "did you ever get it right! That was so intense, and what made it so special is the fact that I love you so much and that you love me. Thank you, Audrey, I love you so very, very much!"

We pulled up the sheets and covered ourselves, lay in each other's arms, calmly, quietly, satisfied, beyond happy, kissing softly, caressing, touching, feeling, sensations of joy running through our bodies, literally purring with happiness. 

I opened my eyes, looked at Lucie and whispered "New house rule, if it's okay with you. You don't sleep in the spare room any more. Your home is here, in my arms."

She looked at me, her eyes filled with tears, she nodded and whispered back "My love, there's nowhere else I'd rather be."