Chapter Forty

The next morning, when I woke up, we had somehow untangled during the night. But our butts were touching. I thought that was so sweet. I had to pee badly, so I got up quietly. Peter didn’t even stir as I went to the bathroom.

After I left the bathroom, I heard Maggie in the kitchen. When I had left Peter, he was sleeping soundly. I was now wide awake though. So I went downstairs to talk to her. I didn’t bother getting dressed. When I saw Maggie she was just wearing an apron as she sliced up some fruits.

She noticed me. “Good morning, ma’am.”

“Good morning, sweetie. I hope you slept well.” She hugged me.

“After what we all did last night, and Peter fucking me one more time, I slept like a log,” I said as I leaned against the counter.

Maggie chuckled. “Didn’t look like fucking to me, Melissa. The way Peter was on top of you, the way you had your arms and legs wrapped around him, the way you two were kissing, it sure looked like something else to me.”

I looked at her surprised. “Did you watch us?”

She hugged me and answered softly. “Just for a second. It looked like you two were seriously making love, and that should be just between the two of you.” She kept caressing the top of my head. “It made me feel good all over to see you with my son like that.”

She held me by my shoulders. “I got to see the video of your wedding, and Penny also told me that you and Peter were so beautiful together then. I’m so glad for both of you.”

Suddenly a thought occurred to me. I remembered the way Mom had been acting about my first date with Peter, that she had been Peter’s first, and that she had even taken him along to one of my blindfold games. I just had to ask.

“Did you and Mom set us up?”

Maggie chuckled. “You’re still suspicious, aren’t you?”

“Duh! I still don’t think I know half of what’s going on around me. Pam and Jamie admitted to a bunch of stuff at my house yesterday ... with a lot of it directly involving me.”

Suddenly she got very serious. “Melissa, like we said last night, all of us love our kids very much. Be it the Walcotts, the Clarks, the Prestons, your parents, or Kent and me. You probably haven’t begun to realize that your Mom and Dad love you so much that they’re being very protective of you. Do you know that your Mom has been at every single blindfold game you’ve been involved in so far?”

“Seriously?” I asked. She nodded.

I couldn’t believe what she had just told me. I knew about the first two, but I didn’t know she was at the one on the nudist weekend at the Rayners.

“My mom was at all three of them?”

“Every single one of them. And she made it quite clear that there would be no blindfold game with you unless she was present. She reserved the right to put an immediate stop to the game at any time, if you were too uncomfortable with anything.”

“She was here when you blindfolded me the weekend I discovered the nudist thing?”

“Uh huh. She wasn’t very happy about you taking off without telling her. She also wasn’t pleased that you discovered what you shouldn’t have. She wanted to reveal that to you when she thought you were ready. But she left Sarah with your dad and hurried over here with Jamie. He was to watch out for you, and she made sure that when we were playing with you that you were comfortable.”

I took a deep breath. Maggie had just revealed a lot to me. But I also hadn’t imagined my mom being so concerned about me. And, as usual, Jamie hadn’t told me everything about that day. He purposely left out that Mom brought him over. I probably should have figured that out though. He would have ridden his bike over instead of walking. He wasn’t going to walk if he could avoid it. I remembered I hadn’t seen his bike at the Rayners. At the time, it didn’t register with me.

“Something to think about?”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m glad she was so determined to look out for me. As far as hiding stuff from me, things have changed a lot since that day. I know we still have a lot to talk about, and I know we will in time. But she obviously was concerned about me in her own way the whole time. She’s told me there will be things she can’t tell me, secrets she can’t reveal. But at least she isn’t pretending not to be a part of things. I don’t think she would set me up for something, unless she was pretty sure I would want to be involved in it.”

“For sure, sweetie. And we didn’t set you and Peter up either. We encouraged you, but if you hadn’t hit it off, we would’ve never tried to force it on either of you. As we talked about last night - never force one of the kids to do anything. Seduce them, yes. Encourage them, yes. But if they don’t like something then that’s the way it is.

“Also, stop calling me ‘ma’am’. It’s Maggie, remember? We drank to that last night.”

“As long as Mom doesn’t whip my butt because of bad manners,” I grinned.

“If she does whip you, I’ll make sure she does it for a more fun reason,” she replied with a wink.

I smiled bashfully at her.

Maggie went about fixing breakfast as I continued to lean against the counter. Her mentioning Jamie just now had me remembering the things he and Pam admitted to me the day before. I knew several things were going to have to occur soon.

The big thing involved Sarah. Not only had I been played by my brother and Pam, but so had Sarah. I had no idea what Jamie had told her about all of that. She needed to know. I wasn’t going to keep it a secret from her. I made a mental note that Jamie and Pam had some more explaining to do.

“So how did you encourage things between me and Peter?”

Maggie went to the fridge. “Would you like some juice?” I nodded. “Let’s sit down and talk about it some more.”

She poured us some OJ and put the fruit with some bowls and spoons on the table. We sat at a corner of the table. I helped myself to some fruit and put a couple pieces in my mouth.

“Peter has had a crush on you for some time,” Maggie began.

“I never noticed.”

Maggie chuckled. “You were our problem child, and who would’ve thought that with you being Andrea’s daughter.”

I looked at her wide-eyed. This was going to be most interesting.

“Sarah told you that she had already been involved with the Walcotts. Pam was involved with us, Peter with your mother, and Julie with Bradley and Doris. And you were so busy with other things that you didn’t show much interest in boys and sex. So, a few of us separately got Sarah and Colleen to try seducing you. But even then you were kind of la-di-da about sex with boys while in seventh grade.”

How did Maggie know what Sarah had told me? Had Sarah told my mom or her mom about our talk a few weeks ago? I would find out later, I hoped.

“I was interested in boys and sex. I just didn’t have the time. But, I did do things with Jamie,” I said defensively.

“Right, but that wasn’t until spring of this year, was it? And Colleen had already suggested it last summer, right?”

She had me there.

“Anyways, Melissa, we saw Sarah hooking up with Jamie, Pam with Mike, and Julie with Derek. And you didn’t show interest in anyone. That is also the reason why many things were kept secret from you. Your parents felt that you were just not quite ready to get more involved.”

Maggie laughed suddenly. “Then after Colleen showed you those pictures of her friends having sex, you went on a discovery tour this summer with a vengeance. We had our hands full with everything you accidentally found out.”

Maggie ate some fruit, too.

“Your mother had found out about Peter liking you last year while camping. Did you know she was Peter’s first?”

“He told me last weekend.”

“Very good, you two have been talking. I like that. So your mom told him that you were not ready for a boyfriend quite yet, and to wait a bit before trying to approach you that way. She promised him that she would let him know when you began to show more interest in boys, and that she would make sure that you would not hurt him. Young preteen girls can be ruthless.”

I grinned. She had that right. Becky and some of my other friends could destroy somebody on a whim.

“I wouldn’t have hurt him. I would’ve just told him no.”

“Maybe.” Maggie smiled at me. “Well, I sort of encouraged you to do something with him, remember?”

“When you wanted me to suck him off for your cameras?” I blushed.

“Yes.” She laughed. “Girl, did you ever have us scared that afternoon!”

She continued. “Then Peter told us that he had made love to you in the middle of the night while camping out in our backyard. So I told him to get off his butt and ask you out.”

I looked at her not understanding.

“Melissa, you are quite scary for a young boy, especially one who is younger than you to boot.”

“What makes me so scary?”

Maggie chuckled. “For one, you’ve become quite a beauty.”

I blushed.

“You are so adorable when you blush. But it is nothing to be ashamed of. Your face is so beautiful, your body is so sexy, your legs are so long and sleek. Then you are an excellent student, smart as anyone. You were a cheerleader last year. And you’re one of the cool kids at school. Looks, brains, personality, and popular. That is a combination that can be quite scary for a young insecure boy with a crush.”

We were both quiet for a minute, lost in our thoughts. The more I found out about Peter the more I realized that he was quite determined to get what he wanted. I liked that, liked it a lot.

Maggie said softly, “I asked your mother to please make sure that you wouldn’t intentionally hurt Peter. After that he was on his own. If you went out with him, great. If you didn’t want to, so be it.”

She took a sip of juice. “So you see, we did not set you up. We encouraged things, and we looked for the right timing. But it was up to you and Peter if you hooked up or not.”

She took my hand again. “Melissa, I’m being frank and honest with you now. That’s really the way it was. I know I can trust you with even the biggest secrets. I’m not going to lie to you anymore, except for the occasional white lie,” Maggie said, smiling. “That is not to say that I am not pleased that you’ve become a couple. I’m very happy for you and for Peter that it has happened. None of us know if and for how long it will last. Life holds no guarantees. I just hope that you will be honest with each other, and that you try not to hurt each other should you split up.”

I looked in her face. “I don’t even want to think about splitting up.”

Maggie smiled. “I know you don’t. And I tend to think that you two have a better chance to stay together for the long haul.”

“Why?”

“I’m a big believer in not being exclusive as a couple. My personal experience and those of my friends are evidence of that. Couples that include others in their relationship tend to communicate much better than those that don’t. You’re already dealing with the big issue of jealousy by talking through and setting ground rules together. You’ll likely continue to do that.”

She was right. It was the first big discussion we had. It wasn’t confrontational either. It was a given that each of us would be having sex with other people.

She continued, “There are other fish in the pond that may interest you or Peter. Don’t deny it. If your relationship is solid then those fish can add spice to your own relationship and help keep it from becoming dull. When you’re in an exclusive relationship, the other fish sometimes all of a sudden become so alluring that you’re tempted to start sneaking behind your partner’s back, and you start to confuse sexual attraction with love. That’s when relationships usually go sour. Exclusive relationships just don’t provide an easy way for outside attractions to be dealt with.”

“My parents talk all the time. They seem to know what the other is thinking most of the time, too. I’ve never seen either one of them acting jealous of anyone else or anything,” I mentioned.

“Relationships take work and communication from both partners. When those natural attractions for others occur, you and Peter already have the kind of communication it takes to deal with it, much like your parents as well as me and Kent. You began that communication when you agreed to be a couple on that walking path at the campground.”

“So that’s why all of our parents are still together?”

“It is a big part of it, especially being swingers. But the main reason is that all of the parents are all still very much in love with each other. They trust each other completely, and they communicate well. They tell each other everything. There are no secrets between them. Those kinds of relationships work well. The sex with others they’ve agreed on just allows them to have fun with others without endangering their own marriages.”

I sat there and didn’t know what to say.

Maggie laughed as she saw me deep in thought. “Melissa, a lot has happened to you this summer, especially the past few weeks. There is a lot to think about. And I do hope that you and your mom will continue to talk as openly as you have since this past weekend.”

Then she added softly, “Your mom and dad are really terrific people. You should be proud of them. Also talk to your dad. He’s got a pretty good head on his shoulders, and it is screwed on straight.”

Peter was suddenly standing next to me and put his hand on my shoulder.

“My bed was suddenly cold,” he complained with a smile on his face. “But it looks like you’ve talked a lot.”

“Yeah, we have,” I replied. I told Maggie, “And I do appreciate you talking straight with me, too.”

She grinned. “I prefer straight talk, then I don’t have to remember what bullshit story I told.”

We had breakfast together and then after another shower I got ready to go home. Peter was still a little disappointed over my plan to spend the night with the Thomases, but I told him he would have my mom to cuddle with all night in my bed. I promised I would spend Friday night with him.

******

Maggie looked at me expectantly as I came down the stairs together with Peter. “Ready to go, Melissa?”

“Yeah.” I hugged and kissed Peter one more time, and then Maggie. We went outside and I got in her car. Before she started the engine she turned and looked at me kinda concerned.

“Sweetie, are you okay with what we did last night?”

I put my hand on hers. “More than okay. I had a fun time. And I think it was a great birthday for Peter, too.”

“I’m glad you feel that way.”

“Thanks for everything, Maggie.”

“You are certainly welcome. And we mean what we said last night that you are welcome at our house anytime. And also to spend the night with Peter.”

“Thanks. I appreciate it.”

“Kent asked me to let you know how much fun he had last night, and he just thinks the world of you.”

I blushed a little at all the compliments.

“I’ll take a look at the video of last night later this morning. I’ll edit it to get the blurry scenes out and stuff like that, and make a copy for you. I’ll have that ready and give the disc to Peter to take with him tonight.”

“My mom will get to see it before me then,” I said, scrunching my lips.

“I can wait ...”

I interrupted her. “It’s cool. It’s not like she hasn’t seen me like that before.” I giggled.

Maggie giggled as well. She then quietly told me, “Your mother loves looking at videos of you.”

I blushed yet again, while hopelessly trying to will myself not to. Maggie just snorted at my contorted face.

She started the engine and backed out of the driveway.

“Thanks, Maggie.” Just then a thought hit me.

“Maggie?”

“Yes, sweetie?”

“On second thought, since my parents and I are talking, I would like to tell them about last night and show them the video myself. Would you and the others please not say anything about last night to them or anyone else? I especially want to tell Doris and Colleen myself.”

She glanced at me. Then she shook her head. “You’re quite a gal. The closer we’ve become as friends, the more I like it that you and Peter are together. I’ll tell Kent and the others to give you a few days.”

I replied, “I’ll call Peter and let him know where to hide the disc in my room.”

We sat quietly.

“Melissa,” Maggie spoke up again, “Don’t be too hard on Pam. She really didn’t have a choice. She’s afraid that you may still be pissed at her. She would really hate to lose you as a friend. You two have shared so much over the years. And now that you and your parents are opening up to each other more, Pam can tell you about a lot of things. That is if you really need to know.”

I nodded at Maggie. Pam had always been a bit irritating to me. If she wasn’t being Miss Know It All, she was often trying to get one up on me. But other than that, we could talk about anything and know it would stay between us. Pam got along well with Sarah, too. And perhaps she and Jennifer could also have fun together. It was a bit of a love-hate thing going on between me and Pam. It probably always would be, but I had learned to look past all of that while gritting my teeth. Losing a good friend was no fun either.

Just then we pulled up in front of our house.

Maggie took my hand and squeezed it. “Perhaps you may want to think about if you really need to know everything, especially all the details. I think with what we told you last night a lot of blanks probably got filled in. And the rest may get filled in this afternoon.”

I looked at her wide eyed. “What are you talking about?”

“You have a date with your mom, Colleen, and Sarah this afternoon, don’t you?” She smiled at me.

“Yes, I do. How come you know about it?”

“I talked with both of them yesterday. Doris and I have been encouraging them to finally talk to you girls. We need to get these secrets between our families out of the way. You girls are ready to know. Plus we can’t have you snooping and spying anymore. After all, most of us have some secrets that don’t affect you or the other kids or your family. So you have no business knowing them. Do you understand that?” Maggie spoke softly but with determination.

I nodded. “I think so.” Although I thought finding out secrets had been a lot of fun in the past. I had no plans to completely abandon finding out about things. Who was in a better position to say what could affect me or not? However, I was glad everyone was ready to be more open about things with me. It’s what I had always wanted.

“Also,” Maggie continued, “you’re no fun when you are angry or upset. So we want you to know what you need to know. And I for one would ask you to be content with what all of us are telling you now. And if you have questions, please ask us adults rather than snooping around. I promise to give you a straight answer and tell you everything that I can.”

I suddenly got very emotional. I leaned over to hug Maggie and thanked her with a choked voice. Who would have thought that wild and crazy Maggie Rayner would turn out to be so concerned about me, and become a real friend? I began to understand why the Rayners could have sex with their kids and still be a completely normal family otherwise. They were all about people and how to make others feel good. I saw that in Peter and the way he treated me, and how he had been a real friend to Jennifer, too.

Maggie rubbed my back. “You’re welcome, sweetie. Look at all the fun you can enjoy with your friends and with us adults. Do you really need to know so much more?”

I slowly shook my head, for her benefit. I hated pretending, but I am who I am. I was always going to be stubbornly curious until I found out everything.

Maggie laughed. She read my like a book. Gawd, I was just too easy. “I hope you will see it my way after your talk this afternoon. Now get yourself together and let’s go inside.”

I got out and grabbed my purse and my bag. The album made it a little heavy.

I rang the doorbell and Mom answered almost immediately.

”Well, good morning, Maggie, and good morning, Mel. How are you?”

We answered in unison, “Good morning, fine.” Maggie and I looked at each other and all three of us broke up laughing.

“Looks like you had a good time, sweetie.” Mom chuckled.

“I think we all did, didn’t we, Melissa?” Maggie chimed in before I could say anything. “I just wanted to bring your daughter home, Andrea. I’ll talk to you later. Bye. And bye, Melissa”.

We went into the kitchen after I dropped my overnight bag at the bottom of the stairs.

“Thirsty?” Mom asked me as I sat down.

“Could I have some ice tea, please?”

“Sure, sweetie. So how was your night?” Mom asked after she poured two glasses for us. She sure seemed in a good mood, too.

I told her all about the dinner, the sex with the Rayners, my sleeping with Peter after making love with him, and my talk with Maggie this morning. I told her everything. I held nothing back. I was sharing with her, and I liked it a lot.

“You know something, Mom?”

“What is it, Mel?”

“I know what you mean about Daddy’s cock being a perfect fit.” I looked at her coyly. “Peter’s cock is a perfect fit for me.”

Mom smiled and took both of my hands. “I’m glad for you, Mel. I haven’t seen you this happy in some time.”

“But I’m also so happy because we are talking. It just feels so …” I was looking for the right word, “… it makes me feel bubbly inside when I’m sharing stuff with you!”

“Come here, Mel,” Mom said kind of gruffly.

I went over to her surprised at her rough tone, and she pulled me into her lap. She pulled me close and pushed my head against her chest. I realized that her voice had been so harsh to mask her emotions. We sat there for a long time, just mother and daughter who were very close and loved each other very much. Her hand played in my hair the whole time, like she did when I was really young.

After a while of just cuddling with my mom, I told her, “You seem to be pretty happy, too.”

“I am, sweetheart, I really am. Over the past two nights your father and I have talked a lot about how things can be different, especially now that we can include you, and do things openly. And we saw the other night when we told you that we wanted Pam and Peter to spend tonight with us, that it actually works, that we can talk to you openly without you flipping out. That makes everything a lot easier.”

I looked at her. “I bet that wasn’t all, Mom.”

She grinned. “My husband and I made beautiful love last night. After we both got rattled by you knowing about my past and then the trick you pulled on us Sunday night, and a few other things, we saw again how much we mean to each other.” Her voice became real soft and her eyes were focusing on something in the distance.

Suddenly she held me real tight. “We have been together for over eighteen years, and I still love Greg today as much or more as when we first fell in love.”

“I got a gift, too, Mom.”

“I know,” she simply replied.

Now why didn’t that surprise me?

“Don’t you want to see my album?” I asked.

“Would you like to show me, sweetie? You don’t have to if it embarrasses you.”

“It’s getting harder and harder to embarrass me,” I said, which was true. “I like being your girlfriend. And girlfriends share, right?” She nodded with a smile.

I jumped up to get it. We went into the family room and sat next to each other on the couch. Mom put an arm around my shoulders as I turned to the first page. It felt so weird to show her pictures of me having sex with my friends and her friends. I had fretted so much about getting in trouble if she ever found out, and here I was showing her pictures of what I had done. Though I suspected that she had seen every single one of those pictures already.

Mom blushed some as we looked at the pictures of Peter with her. I grinned at her. “You look pretty hot with Peter, Mom!”

She didn’t say anything.

We reached the last page of the album that held the disc. “I don’t have a way to look at the videos,” I said as I looked at her.

“Let me know when you want to watch them and I’ll help you. We can watch them together in my bedroom.”

“Too cool.” I hugged her.

“Just make sure you hide the album well.”

“I don’t have a very good hiding place in my room. And then there is your diary,” I explained. “I also have some other pictures that I should hide better. I can’t really lock up any of that.”

“Let me talk to your father tonight. Perhaps we can get a cabinet that can be locked that fits in your closet. Although,” she gave me a wry smile, “your brother has been known to spy and snoop around at times like some other young person I know.”

I blushed and shrugged my shoulders.

“Could I just put my stuff with your stuff in Daddy’s office?”

Mom laughed out loud. “You would like that, wouldn’t you? And have your own key to the cabinet to boot? So you can at any time look at the discs and pictures we stow in there? No, Mel, no way.”

She thought to herself for a few moments. “There may be a better option. I’ll need to talk it over with your father first.”

A better option?

******

“Mom?”

“Yes?”

“We’ve talked about a lot of different stuff since the weekend ... including a little of the stuff that’s been hidden from me.”

“Is there something specific on your mind?”

“Yeah. When I was talking with Jamie and Pam yesterday afternoon, she told me something that kinda bothered me.”

Actually, practically everything they told me had either bothered or pissed me off. One thing that was particularly eating at me involved the night when Kent and Maggie revealed to me the sex going on between them and their kids. Penny had called that evening inviting me over. When I called home from the Rayners later that night to tell Mom I was staying over, she asked me if Pam was at the Rayners with me. I had just found out yesterday from Pam that Mom knew exactly where she was at. She was with Mom and Daddy at our house ... in their bedroom along with Jamie and Sarah having sex together.

“What was it?” she asked me.

“You remember last Tuesday night?”

“When you stayed with the Rayners, and learned a whole lot more about how close they are as a family?”

I was a little astonished she remembered the details of that night so quickly.

“That’s the night. Well, Kari told me that Pam was spending the night with Mike.”

“And?” she asked, not looking nervous about anything, totally catching me by surprise. I forged ahead.

“Remember when I called that night to say I was spending the night?”

“I sure do,” she replied way too confidently. She was definitely not worried about what I was referring to. I was sure I had her nailed though.

“You asked me if Pam was there,” I reminded her, leaving the unasked question hanging.

“I remember that,” she replied, still acting like there was nothing wrong.

“You knew where she was.”

“I sure did. She was getting fucked by your father at the time in our bed. He was really pounding her hard, too. You should’ve seen it.”

Whoa. Totally not what I expected.

“Um ... why did you ask me if she was home when I called?”

“Melissa ...” she started, accentuating all of the syllables before pausing. Shit. I was so busted. “Before you left here, you told me you were going over to Pam’s house. I asked if you were spending the night with her, remember?”

I nodded.

“You said you might stay over. Now you didn’t actually say a name, but who did you want me to believe you were going to see and possibly stay over with?”

I scrunched my face and bit my lip. “Pam?” I squeamishly replied.

“Uh huh,” Mom simply replied.

There was no need to say anything else. I thought I had Mom caught dead being deceptive with me. I had a noose all ready to hang her with. The knot was all nicely tied, just like in the movies! Instead, I walked right up the steps of the gallows and put that noose around my own neck. I even put the hood over my head. Mom didn’t have to do a thing. Would she now pull the lever and open the floor beneath me?

“There is a load of laundry that needs to be washed, and a load in the dryer that needs folding. Would you mind doing it for me now?” she asked me too sweetly.

I sighed. “Okay ...” I ruefully replied, just happy she wasn’t mentioning anything about being grounded.

She snorted and kissed my cheek. “C’mon,” she said, standing up. “We can do it together, sweetie.”

******

I quickly put the album with my bag and then joined Mom in the laundry room. As we stood there folding clothes, she asked, “Pam and Jamie told you a lot of things yesterday, didn’t they?”

“Gawd, did they ever! I was surprised Pam admitted to all the stuff she did.”

“Honey, some of that I wished I’d told you myself,” she said and sighed. “At the time, I just didn’t know how.”

“It’s cool, Mom. Neither of us was good at talking to each other.”

“You can ask me anything you want. Some things I can’t tell you, but I’ll answer what I can.”

I leaned into her and gave her a quick hug.

“There is a lot I’d like to know still ...”

“That’s what scares me,” she replied, grinning at me.

“Bullshit,” I stated. “I think you’ve enjoyed telling me stuff.”

“Watch your mouth, young lady!” she suddenly blurted out, taking me by surprise.

“You’re pissed because I said ‘bullshit’?!” I incredulously asked.

“There’s that potty mouth again!” she firmly said.

“What the ...” I started to say, bewildered, before shutting my mouth. She was freaking me out!

“Bend over, young lady!”

“Mom?!” I called out anxiously.

“Do it! Now!”

I bent over and leaned against the washing machine. Mom then surprised me when she yanked my shorts down.

“No panties. Only slutty girls go without panties.”

I looked back at her like she was possessed or something.

She looked at me firmly, but with a hint of an evil smile. Oh shit.

WHACK!

“Jesus fuck!” I exclaimed, straightening up. She hit me fucking hard with her bare hand!

“Lean back over, young lady!” she firmly stated.

I did as she said, and then asked, “Why are you ...”

WHACK!

“God dammit, Mom!”

Both of my butt cheeks were on fire. I couldn’t even remember the last time Mom had spanked me, especially bare assed!

She then started rubbing my butt cheeks. Then she pressed her hand to my pussy, and slid her fingers along my slit.

“You’re soaking wet, honey. What were you saying about not liking spankings?”

“I ... I ... well ...”

“Uh huh,” she said, smirking before holding her fingers close to her mouth, seductively licking my juices from them.

She then stepped behind me and cupped both butt cheeks.

Putting her mouth next to my ear, she said, “You’ve the sexiest butt, baby girl. A little spanking now and then would be perfect for your perfect ass.”

She then grabbed my shoulders and pulled me around to face her.

“Give Janet a chance to make you feel good, baby girl.”

“Are you freaking serious?” I incredulously asked.

“Honey, there is a reason some people enjoy that kind of thing at times. There is a close link between pain and pleasure. With the right person, it can be a fun experience.”

“You like that kind of thing?”

“Maybe once in a while. I’m not a big fan of it though. I’ve only had it done to me a couple of times.”

“So why would you think I would like it any better than you?”

“I don’t know if you will. If you don’t like it, at least you can say you’ve tried it out. So you won’t have regrets for not daring to try.”

“You want me to let her give me another butt whooping?”

“I want you to give her a chance to show you just what she can do when neither of you are rushed like you were Sunday morning. That’s all. And not just with your butt either.”

“What do you mean by not just with my butt?”

“There are other areas of your body that can be stimulated just like your butt, dear.”

I swallowed hard thinking about what other areas she was referring to.

“If I do let her whip ... whatever ... and I can’t sit down afterward, I’m gonna spank you,” I told Mom.

“You will?” she sneeringly replied, reaching further down behind me to grab a bare butt cheek in each hand, pulling me tightly to her.

“Um, yeah,” I replied, our mouths very close together.

I could feel her breath on my lips. She could probably feel mine as well. Our lips were so close to touching. She then leaned her head a little closer, fleetingly brushing her sexy lips softly against mine before pulling her head back, my lips almost following hers. She was teasing me like a lover. So I did the same to hers. Her breathing was deeper, and she was slowly squeezing my butt cheeks.

I went for broke and pressed my lips to hers. She was ready for it, meeting my tongue with her own. Our mouths opened at the same time, as we deeply kissed. I reached behind her to hold her butt cheeks through her shorts, squeezing them as we stood there making out in the laundry room. She pulled back slightly for a moment before gently biting my bottom lip and tugging it, letting it slip away. It just enflamed my desire for her mouth even more. I moved my hand to hold her head, twisting my mouth against hers, snaking my tongue with hers.

She then pushed me backwards until I was leaning against the washer. She practically yanked my shirt over my head.

“It needs washing anyways,” she huskily said. “And so does this,” she added as she reached behind me and had my bra off in record time. She then grabbed my sides and lifted me up, setting me down on the washer. It was in a spin cycle. Her tongue began spinning around my nipple as she played with the other.

“Is it true what they say about washing machines?” I asked panting.

After sexily flicking my nipple with her tongue, she looked up at my face. “You tell me, baby girl.”

“The vibrations are kinda nice.” They were more than nice. I felt them throughout my body. I decided that I needed to do the laundry more often.

She reached down and pulled my shorts completely off, and then spread my legs wider by pulling my hips to her.

“Grind your pussy down on it, honey,” Mom said huskily.

I started moving my hips back and forth, pressing my very wet slit against the top of the washer. It was also getting very wet from my juices, which made it even nicer.

“That’s even better,” I said a little shakily.

She placed her hands on the insides of my thighs close to my pussy, holding me down more firmly against the washer as I squirmed back and forth. Her mouth moved back and forth to each of my breasts, sucking and pulling firmly on each nipple until I was humping too quickly for her to keep her mouth on me. I leaned my head back and moaned as a felt an orgasm approaching.

“Oh, Gawd NO!” I wailed in disappointment as the spin cycle ended before I could get off. I whimpered as I dropped my head in the crook of Mom’s neck.

Then her fingers went to work, two of them hooking into my pussy and fucking me good while grinding against my clit. She knew exactly what to do to get me wailing.

As I began to cum, I pressed my mouth firmly against Mom’s neck and squealed loudly as my whole body became rigid. It went on for Gawd knows how long. Finally though, Mom slowed down, allowing me to begin to relax. She seemed to instinctively know when I couldn’t stand anymore. All moms should be cool like that.

As I held onto her, catching my breath, she asked, “Mel?”

“Yes?” I raggedly replied.

“Did you give me a hickey?”

I pulled my head back and looked. “Oh, my Gawd, Mom. I’m sorry.” We both started laughing.

“Your father is going to enjoy my explanation,” she replied, moving her mouth to my breast, biting my nipple softly.

“Do you want me to explain it to him?” I asked, giving her a wicked look.

“I better. He’s going to want one too if you tell him.”

I pouted at her.

“Don’t pout at me, missy,” she admonished me. “You’ve already given one of your parents a hickey. It’s my turn to give one out to your daddy, unless you want one instead?”

“I think he deserves something ... but I don’t mind being greedy ...” I teased.

“I think he does, too,” she replied. “But it’s okay to be greedy sometimes. Just let your man know you’ll make up for it in your own special way,” she explained, kissing the tip of my nose softly.

“Do you ever get yourself off on the washer like that?” I asked her.

“Sure, and the dryer, too. But it’s hard to beat the spin cycle on a washing machine, especially if it’s a little off balance.”

“You’re so fucking cool, Mom,” I grinned, biting my lip.

“Can you keep a secret?” she asked me, smiling expectantly. I nodded.

Mom walked over to a cabinet on the opposite wall that she kept cleaning stuff in. She pulled out a small bag and stepped back in front of me. She reached in and pulled out a dildo. It was about average size for the ones I had seen, and was shaped just like a real cock.

“You use that?” Shit, why hadn’t I ever looked there? I wondered where else she kept stuff hidden.

“Uh huh.”

“But you can’t keep your clit against the top of the washer if you’re fucking yourself with that.”

“Maybe not, but this is a special dildo,” she said, and showed me the base of it. It had a suction cup on it.

“Oh my Gawd, Mom! I bet that is awesome!”

“Spot on, missy,” she said as she pressed the base against the top of the washer between my legs, close to my little cunt.

“It’s a homemade vibrator!” she proudly stated.

“Can I try it?”

“Not right now,” she said, lifting me to help me off of the washer. “It’s my turn,” she winked, sliding her shorts down her sexy legs. “And you need to go get some rest. I’m betting you didn’t get nearly enough the last four or five nights.”

Actually, last night I had slept great in Peter’s arms after all we had done earlier with his parents and Penny.

“Did Maggie tell you everything?” I asked, my mouth hanging open apprehensively. I wondered when she even could have!

“Not yet, but maybe I’ll call her later,” she winked. “Now go before I whip ...”

I was running out the door before she could finish. I did stop long enough to see her climbing up on the washer.

“Go!” she ordered, while smiling at me.

******

I went upstairs and took the album out of my bag. I reloaded my bag for my next overnight stay with Doris and the good Pastor, and then settled on my bed. After my orgasm on top of the washing machine I was a little tired but also wound up.

I flipped through the album pages slowly studying each picture. I blushed at some of them. My Gawd, I really was a little slut. I remembered Mom asking me if being a slut had to be a bad thing. I knew I had to think about that some more after all the things I had done.

When I put my album in my hiding place I took out the other pictures I had of me and other people having sex. I put them in the album, too.

I also pulled Mom’s diary out and held it in my hands. I decided to read some in it. I took it with me back over to my bed and stretched out with it. I opened it and scanned through the first entries really quick, looking for anything that could make for an interesting read.

The one thing I noticed in common with all of the entries was that Mom never wrote out anyone’s name. It was always a Mr. X, Mrs. X, or Ms. X. If it involved more than a man and woman, she used other letters like Y and Z to refer to them. She also referred to H and C at times, which I assumed was Heather and Connie from Pimp Central. And of course, Pimp Central was the OCS which stood for the Office of Community Services. Pimp Central would have been a much cooler name, but I understood why they had to use a totally lame ass name for it.

The early entries looked like they would be fun to read, but I wanted to read something really wild. Finally a late-September entry caught my eye. Mom had used a letter D to refer to a girl, and there wasn’t a Ms. or Mrs. In front of it. So, I got a little more comfortable, and started to carefully read it.

Dear Diary, had another OCS date last night, a Friday to Saturday overnighter. I was to see Mrs. X, a first time visit for me. H. told me it would be a girls only date. The taxi took me to a large house in a posh neighborhood up on the hills. A very attractive woman in her middle forties opened the door after I rang the bell.

After introductions and the usual preliminaries she led me into a huge sunken living room which was exquisitely decorated. The wall towards the valley was totally made of glass held by a dark metal framework. I was impressed.

I looked out the window. I could see the steeple of the university chapel from up there. Slowly the lights were coming on. The scenery was terrific as the city below began to sparkle.

I saw her reflection in the window as she walked up to me. I studied Mrs. X some more. She looked about the same height as me and had a well proportioned trim hour-glass figure. Her body looked like she worked out regularly. She wore a one-piece expensive looking jump suit made of cashmere that clung to her curves. Everything in this house reeked of lots of money.

During past dates I had learned that the very wealthy could really have fun and not be hampered by hang-ups. I decided that this was going to be such a fun date.

She placed her hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them, and asked me if I enjoyed the view.

I told her it was incredible. She pulled me back against her and stroked my hair for a second. Then her hands rubbed along my flanks before moving upwards to cup my breasts. I turned my head and we started to kiss. Our tongues were playing in the other’s mouth. We both knew why I was here and she didn’t waste any time.

My nipples were getting hard as her hands continued to gently squeeze my breasts through my clothes when she whispered in my ear that she had a little surprise for me, and asked me if I had ever done a lesbian threesome.

I told her I had and that I thought those were fun. Anything for a paying customer. And I understood why H. had said that this was a date with an extra fee.

She asked me to come with her and we walked up the steps to her bedroom.

It really was a surprise that she had in store for me because on the bed in a frilly little see-through nightgown sat a young teenage girl. Mrs. X told me after I recovered from my shock that this was D., one of her neighbors’ daughter, that she was 16, and that they had enjoyed an affair since last summer. She had seduced the girl who had been more than willing to experiment with her. Mrs. X’s husband didn’t know about them so they could only get together when he was gone. He was on a business trip to China until next weekend, so they had played with each other every day. She liked to occasionally hire girls from OCS to keep her company during her husband’s frequent absences.

D. had wanted to try a threesome, so Mrs. X. had purchased my services for the night. Well, I had worse dates.

Mrs. X asked me to unzip her and she took her jumpsuit off. Clad in just bra and panties she climbed onto the bed and lay down next to D. She moved easily into Mrs. X’s arms and I could tell they had done this before. I slowly got undressed while they were kissing very intimately and touching each other all over.

I lay down next to them and watched them for a bit. Mrs. X motioned for me to get in on their game. As they were still kissing I decided to start a little lower on the girl. I rubbed her legs, moving her nightgown higher up her thighs each time. Her legs opened and I kneeled between them. I pushed her panties aside and started licking her pussy. She tasted so sweet, all clean little girl pussy taste.

She soon started to squeal, muffled by Mrs. X’s mouth still kissing her. But her hips were bucking, and suddenly she grabbed my head pulling my face tight against her pussy while she came, and then just as suddenly she pushed me away. I sat up and grinned at her. She was panting hard and had her eyes closed. Mrs. X sat up too, pulled me close, and licked the girl’s juices off my lips.

It got totally wild after that. We took the rest of our clothes off and licked each other in all different combinations and positions. We would lie on our sides like a triangle licking each other’s pussies, or one of us would lie on her back and the second between her legs and the third sitting on the first’s face. Then we also played with different vibrators and even fucked each other with a double dong. I totally lost count of how often I came.

Finally we got to the grand finale. Mrs. X brought out two strap-on dildos. D and I put them on. Mrs. X got on her hands and knees, D started to fuck Mrs. X’s pussy and I pushed into D’s pussy. It took us a while to get the rhythm right, but we did manage.

D and Mrs. X came almost simultaneously and it was a good thing the house was empty of other people. We made that much noise. D said afterwards that it was such a wild feeling, fucking and getting fucked at the same time.

I would have liked to try that too, but suddenly Mrs. X looked at the alarm clock and jumped up. D had to go home immediately. It was already a little after 11 p.m. She was already a little over the time she was allowed to stay out.

We kissed and she seemed a little shy as she said goodbye to us. She had her clothes hidden underneath the bed and she quickly dressed in shorts and a top without any underwear.

I stayed on the bed as Mrs. X showed her out.

When Mrs. X returned she said that D’s parents probably wouldn’t even notice their daughter coming home late.

I made out a lot more with Mrs. X but our clits were getting overly sensitive and our pussies more than a little sore. So we quit and went to sleep. She held me in her arms and I got a little sentimental. It reminded me of sleeping in my mom’s arms after a bad dream when I was a little girl.

Thinking about it I felt that I needed to find time soon to go home to visit with Mom and Daddy.

When I woke the next morning Mrs. X was still stretched out next to me and watching me. She said I looked so sweet when I was sleeping. We made out a little but soon discovered that our clits and pussies had not yet recovered. Then she slapped my butt and said we should both get cleaned up.

She would shower first and then I could get into the shower and get dressed while she fixed breakfast. She asked me what I would like and I told her some pancakes and some scrambled eggs with bacon.

I was ready to head downstairs and was startled to see D rushing from a bedroom to the hallway bathroom. She was naked. What the fuck?

I heard the shower running and knew I had a few moments to snoop around. I went to the bedroom D had come out of and noticed a rumpled bed in a typical frilly girl’s bedroom. I saw a large picture on her dresser. I almost screamed when I took a long look at it. There was D in a graduation gown standing between Mrs. X and a man who I assumed was her husband and D’s father. It was a graduation picture from junior high and had a date from this summer with the name of the school printed on it.

It hit me like a hammer. D was Mrs. X’s daughter! They had wanted me to think she was somebody else’s daughter. And she wasn’t sixteen like she had said but rather fourteen. When her husband was away, Mrs. X was not only hiring escorts but was also having an affair with her own daughter. Oh shit. I wasn’t sure how I felt about getting paid for sex with a fourteen year old in an incest game ... and the husband not even aware of it. Being a prostitute was illegal enough. If Mr. X caught us, I could get locked away for life!

I made my way downstairs quietly as I heard Mrs. X on the phone. She was obviously talking to her husband and she told him that she had lived through another lonely night and that D was fine and had stayed home last night for once. I snickered. I thought the night had been quite eventful for Mrs. X as well as for D.

Breakfast was uneventful. Afterwards Mrs. X called a taxi for me to take me back to campus.

So, Diary, on the way home I already thought how I would feel about having sex with my daughter, when and if I had one, behind my husband’s back. Would I feel right about it? Would my daughter even want to have sex with me, helping me with cheating on my husband/her father? I didn’t think I would want to hide it from my husband, would he understand or perhaps even get into the game himself? Or would he not want to know, perhaps not even considering it cheating, if I had sex with another female? Even if it happened to be our own daughter?

When I pictured myself doing that with my daughter, I got really turned on. My daughter would definitely be even prettier than D. I imagined her lithe, young, developing body, her tits still small, her pussy hair not too thick yet, her face still so innocent. If my clit hadn’t been so sensitive I would have rubbed one out while fantasizing.

I had to think back to D and Mrs. X. Last night D had seemed fine and well adjusted, she was so eager to lick her mom’s pussy. Her mom was just as eager. They had at times looked like they were making love and weren’t just having lesbian sex.

It was obvious to me her daughter was a willing participant. But did D ever use this as a tool to take advantage of her mother? She could easily blackmail her mom by threatening to tell her father. How is their relationship now? Was Mrs. X still able to be D’s mother? D had to know that she could cause a shit-load of problems if she squealed. She was in a position of strength now with her mother, if she wanted to be. The inherent threat of going to her father or even the police gave her a powerful weapon to manipulate her mother into doing just about anything she wanted.

They may have enjoyed the seduction and the first times they were together, but how had things changed between them since? Had D pushed her mom into hiring “Tamera” or other OCS girls to do the threesomes? Was it really their first threesome?

It was hard for me to tell what was really going on between mother and daughter. D might just enjoy doing things with her mom, and so far didn’t do anything to take advantage of her. The idea of being discovered cheating while doing something so illegal with an underage girl would keep me from doing it. For all I knew, though, Mr. X could know everything, and they had agreed to never discuss it. That would explain the phone call. I was betting on it just being cheating though.

That was my date, Diary. And likely the last with Mrs. X.

I put Mom’s diary down. Wow, what a story. Mom seemed as conflicted then as she was now. I bet she was having the same thoughts now as she had about the woman in the diary entry. She didn’t seem put off by the idea of having sex with me. Could Mom be more worried how it would change me and our relationship for the worse down the road? Or how I might end up viewing her as I got older, worried I could end up hating or even disowning her?

I understood now why Mom seemed to want to do things with me and Jamie ... at least at first ... and wasn’t totally against me doing some things with Daddy. She was firm about no fucking though.

Thinking again about D and Mrs. X, Mom also had quickly recognized that the girl was in a position of strength over her mother. Could that be intimidating her too much when it came to doing things with me and Jamie? I would never risk hurting my parents. I knew Jamie wouldn’t either. But we were both still kids who could change dramatically as we got older.

Did I really want my family to go as far with sex as the Rayners had? The more I had done with my parents this past week, the less the idea intimidated me.

I thought back to my talk with Sarah on Monday morning. The sex with Mom and Daddy didn’t scare me, but I wasn’t sure about how things would be afterwards. I really wanted my parents to be my mother and father above anything else, and not just two adults I had sex with whenever any of us got horny. But I knew that that might not be so easy if we ever went all the way.

The few times with her and Daddy had been wild and it had been fun. Most of it was spontaneous. But I guessed what we had done so far had only been fun because I had wanted to be included. I really hadn’t had full blown sex with either of my parents, and I remembered how awkward I had felt yesterday afternoon when we had brought each other off with our fingers.

I would just have to let things continue and see where they ended up.

******

Mom knocked on my door. “Ready to go, Mel?” she asked. She looked a little uneasy.

I closed her diary and put it away in my hiding place. I grabbed my overnight bag and went downstairs with her. She got her keys. We went outside and got into her car. It was only a short drive. Neither of us said anything at first, I sensed that Mom was kinda tense. I was nervous, too, about the conversation we were about to have.

“Mel,” she suddenly said, “this talk will not be easy for me or Colleen.”

“I’m nervous as heck. I mean, I’m glad this is happening, but I’m also anxious what it will be all about and what will come out of it,” I interrupted her.

Mom gave me a quick sideways glance. “You’ve found out so much lately, and you’ve been so busy with things,” Mom scrunched her face, “Colleen hasn’t had a chance to talk with you. Please don’t hold that against her.”

I felt a little irritated, but kept my voice soft. “She’s had plenty of chances to be straight with me.”

Mom didn’t answer me on that one. She just said, “Please be nice to Colleen, will you promise me that?”

I threw my hands up in the air and let them drop in my lap. “I like Colleen. I’m not going to yell at her. But I want her to talk straight to me, you know? No more bullshit, no more secrets?”

Just then we pulled up in font of the Clarks’ house. Mom just sighed.

******

We got out and I rang the doorbell.

Colleen and Sarah greeted us at the door. We went inside. We hugged and kissed only briefly and then sat down. Mom and Colleen sat on the couch together. Sarah and I sat in chairs next to each other that Colleen had arranged before Mom and I arrived. We were sort of sitting in a circle.

They seemed as tense as I felt. I certainly didn’t feel as bold as the day before.

Sarah had poured all of us a glass of ice tea. We looked at each other expectantly. I was wondering who would start this ‘talk’. I looked first at Sarah, who shrugged slightly, then at Mom and finally at Colleen. She caught my glance, gave me a pained smile and took a deep breath.

Colleen began. “Melissa, Sarah, we have enjoyed watching the two of you growing up over the past thirteen years. You’ve become two beautiful and sexy young ladies, and Andrea and I knew you’d have a friendship that would be much like ours. We never expected to be raising our own clones though,” she half-chuckled. Mom was grinning at both of us.

I kept my head down as I felt my face getting a little hot, but gave Sarah a quick glance. She had blushed slightly, too.

“We know the two of you’ve been talking lately,” Colleen added. “We like that because good friends shouldn’t keep things from each other. At least not for very long.”

She sounded sincere, so I believed her. Doris had said the same thing, too. I looked at Mom who smiled at me reassuringly and nodded in agreement.

“But that also means you both found out some things that we had kept from you. That’s why we need to have this talk today. So, girls, it’s no longer a secret to you what Andrea and I have been doing over the past year or more with the two of you.”

“You mean swapping us?” I asked a little petulantly.

“Well, sweetie, it may appear to you that we swapped you,” Colleen answered sweetly, trying to keep things light and easy. “But it wasn’t really meant to be a swap in the sense that we were giving the other our daughter. That’s not what we had in mind. Rather we wanted to allow both of you to learn about sex in a positive way. As mothers we couldn’t seduce our own daughter. So we agreed that we would help the other’s daughter to learn about sex. We set out to attempt to gently introduce both of you to sex by seducing the other’s daughter. And we really meant, ‘gently’.”

I glanced at Sarah who was already looking at me. She looked very uncomfortable. I was certain then that she and Colleen hadn’t been talking like I had been with Mom and Doris, or even with Maggie for that matter. Nor was she quite bold enough to push the issue unless she was being pushed herself. It was clear to me that it would be up to me to break the ice and ask our moms the hard questions. The problem was Mom had asked me to be nice to Colleen. I had long ago realized putting people on the spot was a quick way to find out things. However, it wasn’t the nicest approach. But I didn’t want to come away from this with ‘you’re too young to know’ again either. So, I had to not act like I was too young to know.

Colleen then placed her hand on Mom’s thigh, looking at her. It was like her cue to say something. I wondered if they had rehearsed this before. Maybe they had done something similar with Jamie.

“I suppose you girls would like to know how all this began?”

I was surprised things were going this easily. Sarah and I nodded together.

“A little more than a year ago Colleen and I thought it was time for both of you to learn about sex. We wanted you to learn from experimenting, but we didn’t want you experimenting with your friends who wouldn’t have any more experience than you had. We wanted you to learn from the two of us, and our husbands.”

I nodded, accepting what Mom was saying.

“So, Colleen and I looked for an opportunity to get you two started. Last summer we arranged for you girls to spend some nights together without a baby sitter. We hoped to get you girls involved with each other ... followed by the two of us getting involved with you.”

I looked down at my knees as I said softly, “You know, Mom, that’s not exactly the way it was. Julie and the Walcotts had already seduced Sarah and done things with her long before Sarah seduced me. The Walcotts then asked Sarah to seduce me.” I tried hard not to get pissed off once again about their deceiving me over the past year.

Mom and Colleen looked at each other uncomfortably. They obviously had wanted to avoid what the Walcotts had done with Sarah. It became very clear to them that Sarah and I had revealed more to each other than they had guessed, and had put the puzzle together ourselves.

“I even saw a video of the Walcotts doing a blindfold game with Sarah, and Sarah told me what happened.”

Mom and Colleen gasped when I mentioned the video. Sarah hadn’t ratted on me. I was so proud of my bestest friend.

I looked directly at Colleen, and asked, “Did you talk to the Walcotts and get them to ask Sarah to seduce me?”

I reached for Sarah’s hand. “Sorry, I brought that up, chica. But if we’re gonna have this talk, then I want everything out in the open.”

Sarah looked at me and straightened up. “I agree with Mel. Everybody has kept so much from both of us. I don’t like all these secrets anymore either. Please be straight with us now,” Sarah said pleadingly.

The two women stared at each other. Their script for this talk wasn’t going to work anymore. Even I could see the signals going back and forth between them that it was time to just air all the dirty secrets.

“I was the one who talked to Terri, sweetie, after I’d discussed it first with Colleen,” Mom answered me. “As you now know, Sarah had been doing some sexual things with Terri, Brent, and Julie. So I talked to Terri after she and Brent had done some things with Sarah.”

“Why did you talk to Mrs. Walcott instead of Colleen?” I asked, beating Sarah to the punch. “After all, it involved Sarah just as much if not more than me. She was the one becoming a player for the Walcotts, with the specific goal of getting me involved with adults too. You guys were taking this to a whole different level, whether Sarah knew it or not, by getting her to seduce me.”

Colleen answered for Mom, “Your mother offered to help after she saw how nerve-wracking all of it was for me.” She then looked at her life-long friend. “It’s always been easier for Andrea to do things that are very risky and daring.”

Sarah curiously asked her mom, “You didn’t want us to get involved, and Andrea did?”

“No, that’s not it, I did want you involved. But it’s never been easy for me to be daring, sweetie. Oh, I can be wild with the best of them after things get started. It’s actually initiating things myself sometimes that’s the problem for me.”

“It is for me too,” Sarah replied understandingly to her mom. Like mother, like daughter.

I then asked Mom, “After you talked with Terri, you and Colleen then set up things so Sarah could seduce me?”

They nodded.

“Wait,” Sarah blurted out. “Mom, did you get the Walcotts and Julie to start doing stuff with me?”

“It wasn’t quite like that, honey,” Colleen looked at Sarah. “You had quite a crush on Brent Walcott when he was your teacher. Your father and I saw the opportunity that you perhaps might be comfortable trying some things with him and Terri. I did encourage you to go over to see Julie, hoping that something would perhaps happen between the two of you. Julie had been doing some things before then.”

Holy shit. Julie must have had sex with the Thomases when she was really young still. Maggie had balked at revealing what had happened with Julie. Perhaps Mom or Colleen might be more forthcoming? I decided to try to find out.

“So Julie had already had sex with Pastor Thomas and Doris?”

Mom and Colleen gasped again and looked at each other. They weren’t prepared for that one. Maggie hadn’t told me anything other than that Julie spent afternoons with Doris beginning when she was eight. Sarah had a curious look about her.

Colleen looked at me. “Mel, what makes you think ...”

I interrupted her. I spoke softly and with an even but firm voice. “Colleen, please no more misdirection. Maggie said she couldn’t tell me about others. So if you can’t tell us about Julie and the Thomases, then say so. But no more deceiving or trying to throw us off. Please don’t play us anymore.”

Mom and Colleen gave a big sigh. With any script they might have prepared ahead of time for this talk now useless, this wasn’t going to be as easy for them as they had hoped. I had found out too much. And they realized that I had no intentions of holding my questions back.

Mom then replied, “Julie was involved with Doris and Bradley then.”

I turned to Sarah who looked at me wide-eyed. Apparently she didn’t know about Julie and the Thomases either.

Sarah now looked at her mother wide-eyed. “Did you ask Julie to seduce me?”

I could feel Sarah’s pain. She was finding out a lot, just like me.

“We didn’t ask Julie,” Colleen replied. “You and Julie started that entirely on your own. Honestly. Yet when Terri discovered the two of you actually fooling around with each other like we had hoped, she let me know. Then your father and I discussed the idea with her and Brent ... the idea of them seducing you. And since you had such a crush on Brent we thought you might be comfortable trying some sexual things with him and Terri.”

I wondered if Julie had known instinctively what was expected of her. Or perhaps her big sister Kari had suggested that Julie fool around with Sarah. But now there was something that didn’t add up for me.

I asked Colleen, “Then why did you ask me to seduce Sarah since she was already involved?”

“It was the simplest way to get you involved, honey,” she replied to me. “If you initiated doing more with Sarah, then your mother and I would know you really wanted to do it. If not, I’d have backed off.” She looked at Mom, and then back at me, “Neither of us wanted you to feel like you had to do it. You seemed very willing with me though. Girl, were you ever willing at the time.”

Colleen grinned at me and I blushed. She was right. I had been very willing to have sex with her. The next question came to mind immediately.

“But, why did you have to lie to me? And why couldn’t you just talk to me about it? I had already started kissing and touching Sarah. I thought I was in trouble since you ‘caught’ me with Sarah.”

Now Colleen looked extremely uncomfortable, but her voice was steady as she answered. “Well, Melissa, what would you have expected me to do? How would you have reacted if I or your mom had told you that all your friends were having sex and that we thought you ought to learn about it, too? And then asked you to go upstairs with me so I could lick your pussy?”

Colleen looked at me intently. She held my gaze as she continued. “I think you would’ve bolted from our house screaming.”

I sighed deeply. She was right. It was probably what I would have done.

“But you did use my fear of being in trouble to your advantage,” I pointed out.

She took a deep breath before answering, “Yes, I did the first time. And I’m sorry I did it that way. I honestly didn’t know any other way. I had to break the ice with you. If you had shied away, it would’ve ended there, and I would’ve made it clear to you that you weren’t in trouble.”

“I believe you,” I told her. “And I probably would’ve bolted. But why was I last? Everybody was playing me. And while that was going on, Sarah got to be with Mom practically ALL the time.”

Sarah objected to that, “Wait, chica. I wasn’t spending all my time being a cheerleader. You were even working with the team when you weren’t one anymore. After the cheer competition season was over, you signed back up for gymnastics when you probably already knew you weren’t going to try-out again. I think you were afraid to tell Ms. Stanton any sooner than you had to, knowing she would hound you to change your mind. And even when you did tell her, and tryouts were also over, you were STILL helping the team practice on the side until the school year was over. You didn’t have to do any of that! You could’ve spent time with me ... or doing WHATEVER you wanted ... including fucking my parents!”

Yikes. Sarah was seriously fired up. She wasn’t finished with me either yet.

“I didn’t start up doing gymnastics with you again because I already knew you would likely quit the squad before long. I knew you were getting tired of it all. I know you better than you think, Melissa Livingston. I already had a lot of free time, and my best friend wasn’t around. So don’t get mad at me for what I did without you.”

“Look, Sarah. I’m not mad at you. I just ... I dunno ...”

“Feel sorry for yourself?” Mom interrupted me gently.

“No ... well … maybe.”

Colleen then said, “Honey, Bob and I would’ve loved to spend more time with you. And he would’ve loved to do things with you much sooner. Remember when you came over last summer to spend a night with Sarah while we went out? You wore no bra under that cute little sundress so that your breasts showed through. Remember? I told you that I had to suck Bob off in the shopping center parking lot that night. Bob and I would’ve really loved for you to suck him off as early as the next day. But you were always tied up with things at school. Sarah didn’t do anything with your parents that you couldn’t have done with us ... if you hadn’t been involved with everything that goes with cheering.”

“Yeah ... but then neither would you have had a cheer outfit for Sarah to wear,” I sarcastically replied. I quickly glanced at Sarah. She looked a little spooked and pissed at me. Looking quickly at Mom, she definitely was spooked and pissed ... more pissed than anything though. That didn’t stop me from saying what was on my mind though.

Sarah said to me, “Mel, it’s just the way it happened. You were either at school or at games after school all the time. I got hooked on being with your parents. And as far as your cheer outfit goes, Ms. Stanton didn’t even have you turn it in when you were supposed to. She kept hoping you would change your mind before summer camp, and you know it. She would’ve made a spot for you on the squad. Look, Mel. It’s nobody’s fault how it happened. It just did.”

“Yeah, but you got pampered, had nice things bought for you, and got taken to a fancy hotel and places. You were treated like a princess by my parents, especially Daddy. And, yeah, you’re probably right about my cheer outfit and Ms. Stanton.”

I was wondering why Sarah suddenly was so adamant that it just sorta ‘happened’. I didn’t really buy that.

“Wait, Mel,” Mom quickly interrupted before things got really out of hand between me and Sarah. “Colleen and I hadn’t thought Sarah would want to spend so much time with your father and me. But would you have expected us to kick Sarah out and hurt her feelings? Or should we have forced you to do things that you might not have been comfortable with? Colleen and Bob would’ve loved to have you over, and would’ve done all those kinds of things with you ... and I’m sure they still would. You developed a little differently from Sarah and got interested in sex with boys a little later. That is neither good nor bad. Sarah’s right though. It’s just the way it happened. Don’t get mad at her about that.”

I sighed. Looking at my best friend, I said, “I’m not mad at you, Sarah! But were you crushing on my mom and daddy?”

She blushed deeply. We looked at each other and I saw the pleading in her eyes. I quickly glanced over at Mom who had turned a bright pink as well.

“Melissa ...” Sarah started, but I interrupted her.

“Don’t answer. It’s okay,” I told her. It wasn’t my intention to embarrass her, but I had. Looking again at Colleen, I told her, “Look, it’s just, it seemed like whenever I was here, I was blindfolded to play games with others. It seems to me that you didn’t want to spend time with me. Looking back at those times, it seems to me that you always wanted others to fuck me. Maybe I would have liked to have been with just you and your husband instead of playing games with others then too ... like Sarah got to do with my parents. I just wish I had been given a chance ...”

Colleen looked a little lost and didn’t now what to say. So Mom answered for her.

“I know, baby girl,” Mom replied. “Just because it hasn’t happened yet, doesn’t mean it still can’t. And don’t forget, you had Jamie at home that whole time. It wasn’t like you didn’t have someone to fool around with when you were home. It is what it is, Mel. You were a cheerleader. Sarah was an only child with free afternoons. It really is just the way it happened.”

Fuck. I hated it when Mom was right. And no matter what Sarah was doing, I always had an older brother. Yeah, he was a big poopy head most of the time, but he had been a lot of fun late at night when both of us had been horny as fuck.

But I also noted that Colleen had skirted the issue of them having others fuck me instead of them spending time alone with me. I would have to talk to her about that when we were alone again. I then remembered that Sarah had played blindfold games with my parents as well. Was there some agreement between the adults that they all got a chance to fuck a kid that had been newly introduced to sex?

I got up and went over to Sarah, and hugged her. She hugged me back. We were cool. We would always be cool together, even if I acted like a baby sometimes.

After I sat down again, Colleen sighed deeply. “Honey, if I’d suspected ahead of time that you would become so relentless in trying to figure out everything, your mother and I would’ve come up with a different approach. We both way underestimated you. While you and Sarah are like two peas in a pod, you have very different personalities. I honestly thought I could bring you along like your mother did Sarah, and like I did Jamie as well. But you were determined about asking questions and expecting answers. The more you didn’t get the answers you wanted, the angrier you became. The more you were told, the more you wanted to know. Your personality is just so different, and I wasn’t prepared for it, even though I’d grown up with your mom. You truly are just like her to the point that it is almost scary.”

I glanced again at Mom. I smiled weakly at her. I wasn’t sure if she was taking that as a compliment or not. I actually liked the idea of being like her, especially with everything I knew about her now.

Colleen then said, “I thought it fascinating that Jamie didn’t seem bothered at all about whether or not his parents knew he was screwing me. His personality is simply different, and he didn’t worry about it. Sarah was the same way.”

Colleen surprised me the way she was openly talking about Jamie. She assumed that Sarah and I knew about her fucking Jamie. How did she know? I guessed that Jamie had told Mom about his big confession to me yesterday and she in turn had let Colleen know. Jamie had already told me about it a while back though.

Mom added, “I should’ve known better, too, baby girl. I completely ignored everything I saw that screamed you were just like me.”

I half snorted and smiled at Mom, who smiled back. I was trying to make this easy for them again. But I wasn’t through yet.

I then asked Colleen, “You told Mom everything, didn’t you?”

“And you told my mom everything, too, right?” Sarah asked, looking at my mom.

Colleen looked at us as she spoke. “Yes, girls, we told each other everything that we did with you and how you handled it. We wanted to be sure that you both were okay with what we doing with you.”

I replied to her, “Then why couldn’t you just tell me that my parents knew about me doing stuff with you and Bob? Why did you always give me those answers that didn’t really tell me anything? Like ‘your Mom only knows what she needs to know’?”

Colleen had a defeated look as she sat there quietly.

I took a deep breath, and asked Mom. “You wanted her to misdirect me, didn’t you?”

Now she had the same defeated look.

I kept at Mom though, deciding to throw an admission of my own at her.

“Remember the blindfold game when Peter was there? After you’d fucked Peter that whole afternoon after my blindfold game, you told Colleen that she’d handled things great so far with Jamie and me. And when Maggie told you that I suspected a lot, you replied back to her that it was all the more reason to be careful, and that you and Colleen had learned to be more careful. Daddy certainly didn’t want to have to explain to me that you guys had made a video of the blindfold game!”

Colleen and Mom’s faces were white as sheets. I was close to tears remembering how they all had schemed together to deceive me. They looked at me and then between them, lost for words for the longest time.

Sarah looked at me and realized that I was too choked up to talk. “Was that the weekend when, after I got home from my grandparents, you snuck home to get that CD?”

I nodded.

“Oh, my God!” Colleen exclaimed as she looked at Mom. They both looked stunned at the knowledge that I had overheard them when they had thought I was at the Clarks. My revelation had seriously rattled them. They knew the weekend Sarah was talking about and what had gone on at my house. This was big news to them, and Sarah as well. They had seriously underestimated what all I had found out and knew.

Sarah then said, sounding a little angry, “Mel, they really didn’t want us to know they were playing us like that. If you hadn’t discovered all those things, I don’t know if we ever would’ve found out about what happened to us.”

It was very quiet in the room. Colleen and Mom obviously hadn’t expected anything like this. They could easily see that Sarah and I were pissed about how they had deceived us.

Mom took a deep breath. I looked at her. I could tell that she had just entered serious mom-mode.

“Melissa, I didn’t want you to know that Colleen kept me informed about everything that you were doing with them. And the same was true the other way around for Sarah. But our reasoning wasn’t what you’re assuming. We are not as callous as it may seem to you. When you both were becoming involved with me and Colleen, the two of us wanted to be there for our own daughter if something happened that you couldn’t deal with.”

Mom then asked me, “Who would you have come to if anything had happened that you didn’t feel okay with?”

She looked at me kinda questioningly. I looked down as I answered very softly, “To you, I guess ...”

“Would you have still felt comfortable coming to me if you had known I had arranged for you to learn about sex this way with Colleen? That I was condoning what she was doing with you?”

Sarah answered this time. “I guess not. I think I’m beginning to understand why you did things the way you did. How about you, Mel?”

“I do understand, but I also needed to know that you and Daddy were okay with what I did with Colleen and Bob. I knew she was telling you at least some of what was going on. I didn’t know what though. I was fretting over if you knew too much, and what you would do to me if you found out.”

“Sweetie,” Colleen spoke softly and looked at me, “I told you I would’ve never done anything to hurt you or cause problems with your parents. It was frustrating for me to see that you didn’t believe me and that I couldn’t satisfy your curiosity.”

Mom added. “Honey, we talked about all of this last weekend. I should have known that you needed me to talk to you. I should have been a better mother. But frankly, I didn’t know how to start talking to you about any of this. Sarah seemed to be fine with what I told her. I tried to talk to you a few times. I asked you if you had a good time when you came home from sucking Bob off for the first time. I didn’t get much of an answer from you. So I assumed Colleen told you enough. That was my bad. I can’t change the past though. All I can do is try to better communicate with you now. I‘m willing to do that, and I’m sure that Colleen is as well. And that goes for you, too, Sarah.” Mom smiled at her little slut.

We were all quiet for a moment. Sarah got up and refilled our glasses.

After Sarah sat back down, I looked at Colleen, and said to her, “I had fun with you and your husband, and I want to do more things with both of you. But you see, my parents and I agreed on something, and I want you to agree as well. Please don't tell me that my mom only knows what she has to know. You told her everything, and even showed her the video of me sucking off your husband. You never even told me that you had a video of it. Just tell me what’s going on. There’s no need to lie to me. I just want straight answers to my questions, and no more deception. If there is something you just can’t tell me, then fine. Say so."

I glanced at Sarah. She was staring at me wide-eyed again. I then wondered if I had been too direct with her mom. I glanced at mine. She had this conflicted look. It was like she knew someone’s butt needed whipping, but couldn’t decide if it was mine or hers that deserved it more. I just decided to sit there and wait for the fallout.

“You’re right, Melissa,” Colleen plainly stated. She looked at Mom, and they both nodded. “We’ll tell both of you what we can from now on.”

I so wanted to do a fist pump. Sarah was glaring at me with her eyes trying to get me not to. I resisted the urge. Mom scrunched her lips, suppressing a smile after realizing exactly what I was thinking. I was feeling so much better about everything. I thought we all were.

“Can I ask you to agree with us on something in return though?” Colleen inquired. “No more spying and snooping. You will talk to us first if you want to know about something, okay?”

Maggie had asked me the same thing this morning. All of them were apparently really scared what else I could possibly discover. But I was convinced that without my snooping and spying we wouldn’t be sitting here talking to each other, the Rayners wouldn’t have been so open last night, Pam and Jamie wouldn’t have confessed so much. So I asked, “How do I know what to ask if I don’t snoop?”

That seemed to leave everyone speechless. Colleen looked at Mom and shrugged, “She’s your daughter. I don’t know how to answer that one.”

I smiled sweetly at Mom. She knew it was a lost cause to try to get me to stop ‘investigating’ stuff.

But Mom leaned forward to look at me more closely. “Melissa, look, this is also about mutual trust and communication. We are willing to trust you and Sarah with those secrets we can tell you. So you will have to trust us that we will tell you whatever we can. But in return that also means that you have to communicate with both of us and ask us if there is something you want to know. Or if something is bothering you. And I will communicate with you. I promise for myself and your father that we will do that.”

She looked at Sarah. “The same goes for you, sweetie.”

Colleen looked at Sarah, “I promise also for me and your father.”

Mom then got my attention again. “Please also consider this, honey, with great snooping abilities come great responsibilities ...”

I scrunched my face. She was quoting from a Spiderman movie?

“... Use your powers for good, not evil,” Mom finished saying.

Sarah started snickering, which got all of us doing it.

“I promise,” I snorted.

“Seriously, Mel. You know how important it is to respect people’s privacy ... and their secrets.”

I nodded. I knew firsthand from her just how important it was to use discretion about the things I knew and had discovered. But it seemed they wanted to set up a one-way street. They wanted to continue to spy on us kids while keeping us from spying on them. I wasn’t going for that.

I looked between both women. “So that means that you guys will respect our privacy, too, right? Neither you nor the others will ever again hide behind windows to spy on us kids so you can take pictures and videos of us having sex with each other?”

Sarah yelped and covered her mouth. “Did you do that, Mom?” Colleen looked mortified.

I answered Sarah, “I caught your mom and Maggie in the Rayners’ bedroom doing that one day when we were all fooling around with Penny, Pam and Peter in their backyard. You were in the shower with the others when I discovered that the two of them were spying on us.”

“Oh my Gawd!” Sarah was in shock.

Colleen’s face turned crimson. Mom looked at me disapprovingly but I gave her my so-what look.

“Melissa, you didn’t have a problem with me watching you with Peter or Jennifer ...”

“But that’s different, Mom, don’t you see? I knew you might do that. That was watching, not snooping.”

“Jennifer and Peter might see that differently. They didn’t know I might be watching.”

I sighed. There was no easy answer. Watching was fun, but there could always be somebody there who didn’t know that they were being watched. Would I always know if they were okay with being watched and videoed or photographed? I doubted that.

Colleen had recovered. Sarah threw her mom some dirty looks. I guessed that they would do some more talking after Mom and I had left.

“Melissa and Sarah,” Colleen chose her words carefully, “we see your point.” She looked at Mom, who nodded. “We will talk to our friends and see if we can come up with a solution. I don’t know one right now. But I would point out one difference, girls. We didn’t watch you to discover any secrets. We enjoyed watching you kids enjoying your sexuality. And I do think that makes it quite different from the snooping that especially you, Melissa, have done in the past.”

“I tend to agree with Colleen. Let’s leave it at that for now, girls,” Mom added. “We’ll talk about that some more later.”

In reply, I asked. “Speaking of people’s privacy, what about all the sharing of videos and pictures of me? And I guess, Sarah, too?”

I must have hit a sore point because Colleen replied quickly, “Mel, do you remember the first talk we had about that?”

I nodded.

“Remember how upset you were at the time? You were terrified your friends might see them, right?”

I nodded again.

“Remember what I told you? I said that if you didn’t want anyone else to see them, I wouldn’t share them. I also told you that sharing was a two-way street. If you wanted to see pictures of my friends, you needed to allow them to see yours. It was only fair. And you did agree to that. There are some people you aren’t aware of who have seen your pictures, but they’re also fine with you seeing their pictures since they got to see yours. You and I just haven’t been together enough so that I could have shown you pictures of other friends that have seen your pictures and videos is all.”

Mom said to Sarah, “Are you concerned about that, too, sweetie?”

“Well, not really.”

“I told you basically the same thing though, didn’t I?” Mom asked her.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“And I’ve shown you videos of others as well?”

She nodded at Mom, replying, “Yes ma’am.”

I turned to my best friend. “Seriously, chica?” I asked, looking curiously at Sarah.

“Seriously,” she replied. Glancing at mom, before looking back at me, she added, “Your mom showed me a few at times.”

“Of whom?”

Sarah once again looked toward Mom, who nodded her head indicating she didn’t mind her telling me.

“One of them was of your dad with Julie.”

“Before or after you started doing things with him?”

“Before.”

I glanced at Mom. She sorta shrugged. Obviously she had wanted to see how Sarah reacted to Daddy doing things with a young girl before getting her involved with him too. Plus, Sarah had been involved with Julie the previous summer as well. So, I was betting Mom likely thought Sarah might want to ‘keep up’ with her friend.

“What were they doing?” I asked.

“They did oral together before he fucked her.”

Holy shit! Daddy must have had sex with Julie early this year! Julie would have been only a little more than twelve years old. Had Daddy taken her virginity?

Sarah continued, “Your Mom said that the video had been made earlier that year. And then she asked me if I would like to do something like that with your father. And if I would like to give him my virginity.”

“Your mom asked me if I would like your dad to be my first,” I stated. We both giggled. Looking back, somehow the game our mothers had played with us suddenly seemed a little comical now.

I thought back to Pam and Jamie’s confession yesterday. I stopped giggling.

“Remember, Sarah, when we got our cherries busted?”

Sarah blushed deeply. “Yeah, what about it?”

She sounded embarrassed talking about it with her mother listening. Little did Sarah know.

I glanced over to Colleen who looked away, her face flushed. Mom looked at her lap, her face red.

“We were set up, Sarah. Our mothers wanted Pam and Jamie to fuck in front of us. And they were to try to get us to break our cherries so that we could get more involved with having sex. All in preparation for our fathers to take our virginities.”

“Oh, my Gawd! Mom, Andrea, you didn’t!” Sarah looked wide-eyed at our mothers. She seemed more than a little pissed.

I reached over to touch her hand and smiled at her. “Pam and Jamie told me yesterday. We need to talk some more. I have a lot to tell you.”

Sarah took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She shot a rather angry glance at her mom.

But now I really wondered about Julie. I wondered if Doris would be willing to talk to me about what she did with Julie when she was with her practicing singing. Julie would have been eight years old then. Was Pastor Thomas or Daddy the first man to fuck Julie? How old was she the first time?

I took a deep breath. I really had gotten a late start compared to my friends.

I looked at Mom. She wasn’t going to volunteer anything about Julie, it appeared.

“Ummm ...”

“Mel,” Mom interrupted, “let’s stay focused on the four of us for now. Before we talk any further about Julie and whoever else, I think Terri and Brent should know and approve.”

I wondered if Maggie had told them about the things they had shared with me the previous night. I figured I could find out about all of this later though.

Sarah anxiously blurted out, “While we’re talking about privacy and stuff, what about the webcam thing you guys setup without telling us? You told Mel that only you and Dad would be watching us?”

“That was a mistake,” her mom confessed. “And I apologize for lying about that. Andrea and I obviously made mistakes in judgment at times. Sometimes opportunities to set things up involving one or both of you were too appealing to pass up. At the time, Andrea and I weren’t sure what all you two were telling each other. I was afraid Mel didn’t know just how involved you were with Andrea and Greg. I couldn’t risk taking the chance of her finding that out that way. That would’ve been heartless.”

I sat there trying to blend into the chair. I had allowed that webcam session to occur without telling Sarah or Jamie that I knew it was occurring. I did later tell Sarah. I had been deceived as well when Colleen told me it was only going to be her and her husband watching us.

Sarah said to her mom, “I don’t mind being involved in games and stuff, but I had no say in that whole thing. Mel knew some of it, but even she was lied to. I just want stuff like that to be out in the open from now on. If you want us to put on a show, I’m sure Jamie won’t mind ... and I KNOW Mel won’t.”

I blushed like crazy.

Mom said a little contritely, “It was a mistake, and it won’t happen again. However, it is fun doing daring things when you don’t know who might be watching.”

“The blindfold games?” I asked.

“Exactly,” she replied. “The webcam idea was a spur of the moment thing. We didn’t think it through, and we did deceive you. Just like Colleen, I’m sorry about that as well.”

I was happy they admitted they were wrong. Sarah seemed to be as well, but she still seemed to have something on her mind.

Sarah finally looked at me, and said, “I’m sorry I was telling your Mom about the stuff we were doing ... like about Pam using the hairbrush to ... you know. That wasn’t right either.”

I looked at Sarah and smiled incredulously at her. She was grinning back at me, happy with herself for getting one over on me. She really didn’t need to mention the cherry busting hairbrush though.

“It’s cool. I was doing the same thing, chica,” I replied. “And I’m sorry for hurting you like that, too ... especially mentioning to your Mom how Jamie popped your cherry with my Mom’s vibrator.”

Sarah blushed, before replying, “You didn’t hurt me, Mel. I think they both enjoyed the things we told them.”

Both our Moms seemed for once to be rather speechless and embarrassed.

I grinned. “True, I think our Moms enjoyed us ratting out each other.”

Colleen then said in an obvious attempt to get finished with this particular subject, “Can we all agree that nothing gets said behind someone else’s back ... without that person’s permission beforehand? That we’ll talk with people rather than about people?”

Sarah and Mom nodded. I wasn’t completely convinced.

I said, “It’s cool with me, but is this always going to be just a ‘me and Sarah telling you guys stuff’ kinda thing?”

“What do you mean?” Mom asked.

“Why can’t you guys rat out each other to us sometime?”

Mom and Colleen looked at each other carefully. Neither seemed comfortable with that idea.

“Double standard, huh?” I accused.

Mom softly sighed, and said, “Honey, I said earlier that we promise to tell you those things that affect you. But we have other friends that both of you haven’t met. And we could have secrets with them. And there are other secrets between our friends you do know, and we can’t always share the things each of us do with others. There are things that you’re just too ...”

I interrupted her with a hard glare. I dared her to say ‘too young’.

She sighed again. “Let me try this again. We’re your mothers. With that comes certain rights and privileges.”

“You’re playing the ‘mom’ card?” I asked, exasperated.

“Yes, I am. Melissa. We’re not equals here. I am your mother. Colleen is Sarah’s mother. We’ll be your friends and do things together when we can. It doesn’t put you on equal footing with us though. You both need to understand and acknowledge that now, or we’ll have to be your mothers only.”

I sighed. I glanced at Sarah who seemed to be giving me the look that she thought Mom was right.

“Okay, we’re the kiddies and you’re the mommies,” I cutely said.

Sarah giggled at me. Mom tried to keep a straight face. Colleen wasn’t as successful.

“What about you, Sarah?” Mom asked her. She nodded trying to keep her composure.

I told Sarah, “You’re such a little ass kissing kiddie.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. I gave her a snarly face.

Colleen then said, “It doesn’t mean we won’t ever ‘rat out’ the other. Some of us have a lot more to be ratted out about.” She glanced at Mom who stuck her tongue out at Colleen. Oh wow, was she referring to Mom’s past? Did Colleen know that I knew about it? Would she talk to me about it?

“Look, sister. Don’t start acting like you’re not as big a slut at heart as I am,” Mom said to Colleen, which prompted a snarly face in reply.

We all giggled a little. The tension that had crept in seemed to have left again now.

Mom scooted forward on the couch. She seemed to have something on her mind. “Sarah,” Mom glanced at her before her eyes moved over to me, “Mel, I would like to say something that’s important to me. All of what we have just talked about had a ring to it that we treated you unfairly and with little regard for you. That was never our intention. All of us, Colleen and Bob, Greg and I, we love both of you very much. We didn’t want to hurt you in any way. We all have enjoyed sex a lot, and we hoped to show you how much you could enjoy it too. I admit we have made mistakes. And I apologize for them.”

“You two made one mistake that upset me one time,” Sarah blurted out.

Mom and Colleen glanced at each other with concern all over their faces.

Sarah explained, looking at my mother, “I saw you over at my parents one day early last summer... in bed with my mom having sex.”

Our Moms waited for Sarah to continue.

“At the time, I thought you and Mom were lesbians and that you both were going to leave our dads.”

“Oh, baby,” Colleen agonizingly groaned.

“It was just a setup, wasn’t it?” Sarah finally asked both of them.

Mom replied, “Honey, that was my fault. I talked your mom into doing that together ... hoping it might get you interested in me since you had already been involved with Julie and Terri. I didn’t think it through like I should’ve. If I had, I would’ve realized it could give you a different impression.”

“It’s cool now. It’s in the past. I was just wondering how and why you two did it. I really thought it was just an accident that I saw it.”

“It was a setup. In fact, it wasn’t the first time we tried it,” Mom told her.

“Seriously?” Sarah asked, amazed at their determination at the time.

“We tried once before, but you never came out of your room. Colleen had figured a way to put a mirror on the bedside table to give one of us a view of the door. The mirror was small enough that we figured you wouldn’t notice it, especially while you were focused on what your mom and I were doing together. We spent about a half hour making out naked in your parents’ bedroom with the door partially open. One of us kept a constant watch for any sign of you peeking in. When we hadn’t seen you after about twenty minutes, we debated making some loud noises, figuring you would investigate.”

“That must’ve been the day before I did see you.”

Mom nodded.

Sarah added, “I remember hearing voices and noises that sounded ... well ... odd.” Mom and Colleen looked down, suppressing giggles while blushing. “When I came out of my bedroom, I knew the noises were coming from Mom’s bedroom, but I went back in my room before seeing what was going on.”

“Why didn’t you check out what was going on?”

“Well, for one, I’m not you, Mel.” I snickered at her. “But mainly because ... well ... I had been playing with myself and had the smell of pussy on my fingers, as well as my mouth from licking and sucking on them. I was expecting Mom and Andrea to still be downstairs when I came out of my room. When I realized they were in Mom’s bedroom, I decided I better stay in mine until I could get to the hallway bathroom to clean up. I didn’t want them to walk out into the hall, catching me smelling like I did.”

“Too funny,” I giggled.

“It is now, chica. But it wasn’t at the time.”

I then asked everyone, “So, what happened the next time?”

Colleen replied this time. “The second time was much more successful since Sarah already knew Andrea had gone upstairs as soon as she got here to talk with me in my bedroom. Sarah came out of her room about fifteen minutes after we began having sex.”

Mom added, “She saw us together on the bed, naked and Colleen wearing a strap-on while she fucked me from behind. When Colleen noticed Sarah in the bedside mirror, she told me loud enough for Sarah to hear to swap the strap-on with her so I could fuck her the same way. We quickly made the change so that I was now wearing it, and fucking Colleen with it. Sarah watched off and on for about another five minutes before she stopped watching us.”

“Yeah, I went back to my room at that point. It was the first time I’d ever seen Mom doing anything like that, or being involved with any adult other than Dad.”

Mom scrunched her lips, and said, “Again, I apologize for that happening.”

“I do too, sweetie. Scaring you into thinking we were having an illicit affair wasn’t our intent.”

Mom then said to me and Sarah, “I’m sure there are other things we did that upset you girls.” Mom looked at Colleen, who had nodded while Mom was speaking, and then she looked at us again. “But I also think that we should put those things behind us. I know, you, Sarah, have had a lot of fun discovering your sexuality, and, Mel, from what Colleen and Doris have told me and from what I’ve seen, you did, too. So let’s look forward to having fun now that we have those secrets out of the way.”

“I agree with Andrea,” Colleen said. “How about you girls?”

“I think I would like that,” Sarah agreed after a few seconds.

Rather grudgingly I had to agree also. “I’ve learned a lot from Bob and Colleen. I do want to have more fun with you.”

Colleen then said, “Honey, I very much enjoyed showing you some fun new things. You were an eager learner.”

I snorted which made them almost laugh. What we had been doing over the past year was far from some formal instruction.

“Okay, we enjoyed having hot sex with and perverting you girls,” Mom replied, joining the talk. I nodded in approval of that assessment.

“Did I pass the audition to become the youngest Livingston slut?” I asked.

Mom snickered loudly, which got us all giggling and laughing again. It was better than getting mad and upset about what they had done with us. Yeah, it was wrong, if not perverted, to do us like they had done us. But the only thing I had to complain about was all the secrecy that I believed hurt things between all of us.

“I’d say you graduated with honors,” Mrs. Clark replied smiling.

“I hope classes aren’t over,” I told her, smiling slyly. I remembered the cool moves that Sarah had fucked Daddy with Sunday night. I knew what I wanted Colleen to teach me.

Mom replied, “When it comes to sex, there’s always something new to experience.” She stared directly at Sarah while smiling.

I then decided to ask about something that I had been curious about since I learned Sarah had lost her virginity to Daddy at the same time I lost mine to hers.

“Do you guys mind answering something for me?”

“What is it, sweetie?” Colleen asked.

“When Sarah and I started talking about the things we were doing with each other’s parents, we figured out we lost our virginities on the same night.”

Mom and Colleen had a slightly squeamish gaze going on between them.

I half-laughed, and added, “It’s cool. I think Sarah and I both enjoyed it very much. But I’ve wondered a few times how you were able to avoid me and Sarah seeing each other that night. I mean, we should’ve at least passed each other on the way to the other’s house, right?”

Mom replied to me, “We had that planned out too. I arranged with Terri Walcott to invite Sarah over so that Sarah thought her mom figured she was spending the night at the Walcotts with Julie. Of course, Colleen knew different, but agreed. After you made it over here, Colleen called me on my cell phone and let me know while you were outside talking with Bob. Your father and I had been out shopping and then went over and picked up Sarah to spend the night with me and your father.”

I snorted, “You guys thought of everything.”

“We couldn’t afford not to. Unfortunately, we weren’t always so successful in planning ... because of an overly inquisitive daughter of mine,” Mom snickered.

“I guess you took Sarah back to the Walcotts the next morning?”

“Uh huh. And then Terri called Colleen letting her know it was fine for you to come home.”

I shook my head in amazement. Our Moms had been determined that we were both going to lose our virginities that night!

“One more question,” I stated. Mom smiled wryly waiting for me to ask. “Was Sarah spending the night with you and Daddy when I went over for Bob’s birthday with my cheer outfit?”

She nodded. “It was one of the times Sarah spent the night with me and your father. It was a spur of the moment thing though because Mrs. Jeffcoat got sick and Sarah couldn’t go to see her grandparents.”

“And you agreed to get Sarah out of the way so I could suck off Bob on his birthday,” I said kinda caustically.

“Melissa!” Mom was pissed at my tone of voice.

Colleen got into our little spat. “What the hell, Andrea! We might as well let them know. Yes I asked your mother and Maggie to help me out. I so wanted you to be Bob’s special birthday gift. And I wanted to see if you might like to have sex with him.”

I smiled gratefully at Colleen and took a deep breath. I was relieved that she got Mom to ease up on me.

She looked at me as she continued. “Actually, my mother getting sick made it a little complicated, Melissa. The Walcotts already had plans of their own, and your parents and the Rayners wanted to go to a movie together. So Maggie and Andrea came up with the idea of Penny asking Jamie over for Friday night while you, Sarah, were at the Rayners. The Walcotts agreed for Kari to go over to the Rayners to help watch you kids while Penny was with Jamie.”

Colleen took a sip of ice tea before she spoke with a crooked grin. “Penny was to let you kids watch her getting fucked by Jamie, so you had something to keep you from leaving the Rayners’ house. That also gave Sarah a chance to see Jamie in action and taste Jamie’s sperm. We thought that perhaps Jamie might kinda like Sarah, and Sarah him.”

I looked at Sarah who blushed. I remembered Maggie telling me how I got hooked up with Peter. Had something similar happened for Sarah and Jamie? Had their mothers looked for the right timing, too?

Mom took over. “So after the movie we took Maggie and Kent home and picked up Sarah. Your father took her back over to the Rayners when he went to work the next morning.”

I took a deep breath. Mom, Colleen, Maggie, and Terri, too, really were thick as thieves, and prepared to do a lot for each other even on a moment’s notice.
I asked Mom, “So, Sarah spending the night was a last second decision?”

“Pretty much. When she couldn’t stay with her grandparents, we worked it out so she could spend the night with us without breaking our date with Maggie and Kent.”

“I assume it wasn’t the first time she gave Daddy a blowjob though.”

“No, but it was one of the first times the three of us fooled around in the backseat of the car,” Mom replied with a grin, surprising me that she would tell me something like that without me having to first discover it had happened.

Sarah blushed, but looked at me. I rolled my eyes at her, but also let her see that I wasn’t upset she hadn’t told me about that yet. There was so much still to talk about!

“What did you guys do?”

“We went parking down by the riverbank. There was only one other car there with a teen couple, and we parked far enough away so they couldn’t really see us. They were too into each other to pay us any attention though. So, we fooled around ... kissing, touching, licking, sucking ...”

“Too cool,” I stated. However, I felt that all too familiar jealous twinge again. I didn’t say anything about it though. I didn’t want to risk pissing off Mom again.

“It’s a wonder all your plans worked out without Sarah or I figuring things out,” I observed.

Mom replied, “Not everything. Some things happened in a way that we hadn’t planned on. Colleen and I had hoped we each would be spending roughly the same amount of time with each of you.” She looked at me ruefully. “As we already said, that didn’t happen, and it hurt you once you knew how much time your father and I were spending with Sarah.”

“That wasn’t the worst part though,” I replied.

“I know. I hope that has been fixed now. Just a few weeks ago, I couldn’t have imagined we’d be sitting together and talking so openly with each other as we have over the past week. If anything, maybe going through all of that was what we needed.”

“I don’t know about that, but I’m glad something really cool came from it,” I said, smiling sweetly.

Colleen then said, “I know I frustrated you quite a bit, Melissa, by keeping a number of things from you.”

I sighed. They were still keeping some things from me. But, I went over and sat in her lap, kissing her. “It’s cool. I know you weren’t supposed to tell me some things.”

She rubbed my thigh affectionately.

Sarah got up and walked over to Mom, sitting in her lap like I was with Colleen. “I think it’s cool how things have turned out,” she said. Mom rubbed her thigh like Colleen was doing mine. It was obvious that Mom so wanted to do more than that with her. The lust they had for each other was like a blinking neon sign.

I grinned at her and she blushed. She had definitely got the best out of the past year compared to me. I didn’t see the point in trying to keep score though. It wasn’t a competition.

Colleen interrupted my thoughts, “They are really close, aren’t they?”

“Yeah ...”

“I wish we’d had more time together. I know Bob does too.”

“Hopefully we can ... now that I’m not so tied up with cheerleading.”

“Cheerleading won’t be the problem now,” she said, and I knew exactly who she was referring to.

I think I surprised her when I replied, “Maybe Peter and I will hang out over here from now on.”

Sarah added, “Seems fair since Jamie and I are at your house so much.”

“That’s because you guys can easily get me in bed with you,” I smirked.

Colleen then said, “You and Peter can come over anytime. I’m sure Bob won’t mind if Peter tags along.”

“The four of us could make things very interesting,” I grinned. “But Colleen, I don’t want to interfere with Jamie spending time with you and Bob.” I gave her a sly smile. “Perhaps sometimes it could be Jamie and me with you and Bob, so Mom and Daddy could have fun with Sarah. I just want us to be open about everything from now on.”

“I think some things can be just between us, unless it affects others in our families in a bad way.”

“But ... Mom, Daddy and I agreed to not keeping secrets from each other.”

Mom quickly interjected, “Well, honey. It wasn’t quite that. We said if the secret involved you, then your father and I wouldn’t hide it from you. That doesn’t mean you get to know all of our secrets.”

“Okay, I agree with that,” I stated. “But there is one secret you guys haven’t told me yet.”

The two of them looked at each other carefully.

“You mean ...?” Mom asked.

“The BIG secret,” I said mockingly. “You know, the secret you two have together.”

“Honey ...” Colleen began, pausing. “This secret involves other people ... not just us ...”

“You said it’s a secret that can hurt a lot of people, including you and Mom. If it can hurt my mom and my family, then it does involve me. It definitely involves Sarah as well,” I stated a little too belligerently for my own good.

The two of them looked at each other closely. It had quickly dawned on them that I wasn’t going to let this drop.

“You said Mom would reveal it to me when she was ready,” I reminded Colleen.

I knew I was treading very close to getting in trouble with Mom. I knew better than to talk like that around her. Asking a question like I had been earlier was one thing, putting an adult on the spot was not a good thing for a kid to do, especially one of her kids. But I didn’t fucking care right then.

“Melissa, I’m not ready to reveal it to anyone,” Mom bluntly told me. She was looking rather fiercely at me. I fought to control my emotions. I didn’t want to screw up what had become a great friendship between us, but I wasn’t about to let this go so easily either.

“Will you ever be?”

“Maybe. Maybe not.”

I looked at Colleen, “Are you ever going to tell Sarah?”

“When and if I feel the time is right.”

“So there is this huge secret involving at least the two of you that can hurt a lot of people ... and Sarah and I are supposed to just pretend like everything is all hunky dory? Seriously?” I asked, incredulously.

“Honey, Colleen and I have made promises to others we can’t break.”

I scrunched my lips thinking how convenient. I glanced at Sarah. She wasn’t about to get in the middle of this. She rarely lost her cool like I sometimes did. Gawd, I sometimes wished I had her patience. I had already blown any chance of rationally discussing this with either of our moms.

Mom read my face all too easily. Then she surprised me by saying, “Listen, if we were to tell you our secret, there is no way it wouldn’t affect how you think of certain people. You wouldn’t be able to look them in the eye without likely judging them harshly what they did or didn’t do at the time, even though they were doing what they thought they needed to do when it all happened.”

Whoa, I thought. What the fuck happened?

“When did this all happen?”

“Long before you were even born, honey.”

“Are we enemies of the state or something? Is Guantanamo Bay in my future?”

Mom half smiled, “No, nothing like that. It started with something that changed our two families in a big way.”

“You mean you and Daddy?” I asked, and turned to Colleen. “And you and your husband?”

Mom replied, “I mean mine and Colleen’s parents, your grandparents. It forever changed things, not only between them, but the relationship Colleen and I had ... and have now.”

I looked down, lost in my thoughts. What the fuck was Mom talking about? Forever changed how things were between her and Colleen? Between Sarah’s grandparents and mine?

“This happened before you met Daddy?”

She nodded. “Quite some time before.”

“Do our fathers know this secret?” I asked, looking between them. They both nodded.

I again looked over at Sarah. Her apprehensive gaze likely matched my own. So this secret not only involved our parents, but our grandparents. And I thought the sex Sarah and I were having with each other’s parents was a big secret. However, our moms had come clean about the sex going on between us and each other’s parents. This secret sounded like something completely different than what our two families were doing.

Obviously, this secret involved something more. I had never seen any hint from our grandparents that they were up to the kinds of things our parents were doing with me and Sarah. And if anyone would have seen it, I would. If they had been, it certainly wasn’t a big deal to me. After all, I had been doing sex stuff with my own Mom and Daddy lately. There would be no reason for Mom to believe I would think of them differently than her and Daddy. So, it had to be something else.

Whatever this secret involved had ‘forever changed’ things for all of them to the point that Mom and Colleen thought they couldn’t tell us. So, there was only one thing for me to do. Snoop. I knew Sarah would help me, too.

Colleen moved her face close to mine. We locked eyes and we kissed briefly. But all of us could feel the tension in the room.

“Honey, we’ve told you so much today. Let’s leave the big secret for now and let’s have fun together, okay?” She looked at me hopefully to see if I would agree.

“I know Bob and I have got competition now,” she continued. Her hand was gently rubbing my tummy.

“Makes me wish I had been more forthcoming with you a little earlier.” She threw a glance over to Mom who was kissing Sarah passionately. “She had it a lot easier with my daughter,” Colleen said regretfully.

“I wish it had been you telling me all the stuff I found out lately. But you got to be Jamie’s and my first adult. So you had twice the fun, too.”

Colleen threw her head back and laughed. “Oh sweetie, you never fail to surprise me. But seriously, I’d prefer you stayed with me and Bob instead of Doris tonight. She means well, but can get too out there at times.”

I didn’t reply to her directly, but I did say, “I want to spend a lot more time with you and Bob really soon. And I mean with you and Bob only.”

“I’ll make time for you, honey,” she replied, kissing my cheek. “Bob will as well, I’m sure. And it will be just us,” she chuckled.

Sarah didn’t seem to pick up on the little dig her mom had made about Doris. Colleen knew what Doris had done with Mom during college. Sarah didn’t. I was sure from that little statement alone that Colleen still had issues with Doris about their college days.

Colleen kissed me harder and I could feel the longing to do more with me right now. I was ready to fool around with her, too.

I broke our kiss. “Mom, do we still have a little time?”

She knew what I wanted, and I could see from where Sarah and she had their hands that they were well on their way to needing a room, too.

“We have a little time left, and I don’t think Doris will mind if we show up a little later.”

I got up out of Colleen’s lap and looked at her invitingly. She caught on immediately. She got up, took my hand and we headed for the stairs. When I turned around, I saw that Sarah and Mom were close behind us.

******

Colleen walked into her bedroom. I stopped at the door and motioned for Sarah and Mom to come join us. Sarah glanced at Mom apprehensively. It was clear to me she had expected to go to her own bedroom with Mom to fool around. She certainly wasn’t expecting me to encourage her to be in the same room with her own mom.

Mom’s face lit up when she saw me waving at them. Her expression became devilish. She knew what I wanted to do. It was daring. I was daring her to be mischievous with me. I knew Sarah would follow her lead. She took Sarah’s hand and joined us in Colleen’s bedroom.

I flounced onto the bed, and patted it to encourage Colleen, Sarah, and Mom to climb on with me. Sarah, of course, followed Mom’s lead, and Colleen joined in with them.

“Let’s get naked,” I stated, pulling my top off and removing my bra. Colleen hesitated.

Mom and Colleen looked at each other. Suddenly Colleen threw her head back and laughed. “What the hell! I guess, it’s pay back time. Mel is running the show this time. Your daughter, Andrea!”

Mom grinned while Sarah looked at me and shook her head.

A moment later, the others followed my example and got undressed.

Once we were all naked, the others didn’t seem to have a clue what to do next. Actually, I was certain Mom knew where I was going, but didn’t know quite how I was going to get us there. She looked at me with a smirk. I could read her mind easily this time. It said, ‘you got yourself and us in this mess, I’m just watching to see how you will dig yourself out of it.’ ‘Bad mommy’, I thought. Also, while Mom and I had been doing some sexual things with one another, I was more than certain that Sarah and her mom hadn’t.

But I enjoyed the challenge.

“Colleen, can you show us what you were using with Mom when you and she set things up for Sarah to catch you?”

“Mel ...” Colleen said, hesitating to do anything.

“Go ahead and get it, Colleen,” Mom encouraged her. I did a mental fist pump at that. “It’s not like they’ve never seen a strap-on before.”

Colleen slid off the bed, taking a deep breath while doing so. I smiled at Mom, who looked wide-eyed at me. Now she was obviously wondering just how far I was going to push things.

Colleen returned from the closet and tossed the strap-on in the middle of the bed. I quickly scooted closer to Mom, only leaving room for Colleen to get back on the bed next to Sarah.

I picked up the strap-on, inspecting it.

“I remember this one,” I said, glancing at each of them. They all looked a little apprehensive, including Mom. It was do or die time, and I believed they all knew it. But who would I initiate things with? They didn’t know, but I did.

“Put it on, please, Mom?” I asked her quietly, putting it in her hands.

Mom so wanted to balk at what I said. But she couldn’t resist my dare. I had chosen well.

“Mel?” Sarah softly inquired of me. I think she knew what was about to happen, or did she?

As Mom finished tightening the harness on her, Sarah looked at me pleadingly, “Please don’t ask me to, Mel, please? Not in front of Mom.”

As Mom climbed back onto the bed, and sat back on her haunches with the dildo poking out from her crotch, I replied to Sarah, “Don’t worry, I’m not.”

I then rose up on my knees and scooted over to Mom, wrapping my hand around the shaft of the toy. I looked at Colleen, “Did you let Mom do you doggie style?”

She took a sharp breath and then nodded. As I fondled the dildo, I moved my mouth to Mom’s, pausing just inches from her lips to glance at Sarah and Colleen. They both stared intently, almost willing me to not stop. I had them now. I turned back to Mom and touched her lips with mine, keeping them together with hers as our kiss slowly began to intensify. Soon out tongues were dueling with each other’s. The Clark girls were almost trembling watching us.

“Kiss each other,” I told them.

They looked at each other carefully. Having watched me and Mom helped to lower any inhibitions they were feeling. They scooted closer and paused for a few moments as they looked back to watch us again. I broke the kiss with Mom as we turned to look at them, our cheeks touching as we watched them tentatively kiss before pulling their faces back from each other. Their stiff posture, keeping their hands to themselves, and their lips barely touching showed how uncomfortable they felt.

“C’mon, chicas. You both kiss better than that,” I playfully admonished them. They both seemed to lose any reluctance they had felt before my challenge. Mom and I watched as they kissed with open mouths. It began slowly like ours had. This was all new to them. But the kiss steadily became more passionate. Their tongues touched and flicked together like ours had.

I turned back to Mom, and winked at her. She smiled incredulously at me, shaking her head slightly. Then we again kissed deeply.

Next I dared her to take another big step. I moved a hand to one of Mom’s breasts and cupped it, gently fondling. This got Sarah and Colleen’s attention as they now watched, cheek to cheek, mouths open still.

I slowly slid my open mouth along Mom’s jaw to her neck, kissing the hickey I had given her earlier, and then down toward her chest, licking and sucking on her soft skin as I did. Her nipples were hard as pebbles. I paused with my partially open mouth just inches from one of them, looking back at my best friend and her mother, encouraging them both to let go.

I wasn’t sure how far they would go, but I was determined to see as I closed my lips around Mom’s nipple, sucking and licking it. Both of them stared lustily at what I was doing.

Removing my mouth, I said, “Do it, Sarah.”

She swallowed hard. I wasn’t sure if she would or not. I didn’t want to push my best friend too hard. I then knew what I had to do to encourage both of them to drop their inhibitions.

I pulled my mouth away and sat back up. I smiled at Mom, and said, “Do me.”

I then turned my back to her, and presented my bottom to her as I lowered my head to the bed.

“Fuck me, Mom.”

I waited. I couldn’t see her face or her reaction. I closed my eyes and prayed that she would take the dare, and fuck me with Colleen’s strap-on in front of her and Sarah. It seemed like an eternity before I felt her moving behind me, her hands touching my hips, and the tip of the dildo moving along my pussy lips.

As she slowly pushed into me, I opened my eyes and softly groaned. I was staring at the Clark girls. They were watching in awe. A mother fucking her daughter. Their best friends doing something so naughty in front of them with no shame. Mom was slowly moving in and out of me, letting me get used to her toy cock.

“Is this what you wanted, baby girl,” she huskily asked.

“Gawd, yes!” I loudly groaned in reply.

The whole time Mom was plowing me from behind, my eyes remained on Sarah and Colleen, mainly Sarah though. Obviously, I was in a position she was used to being in with my mom. But I was certain she was amazed at what we were doing right in front of her.

Then Sarah surprised me. She moved so her head was laying against Colleen’s upper arm, her hand moved to her mom’s thigh, gently caressing it. As our eyes locked together, she slowly moved her head to Colleen’s breast. She nuzzled her cheek against her mom’s soft flesh for a few moments.

Colleen was now looking down at her daughter. She didn’t move though, leaving it up to Sarah to take any initiative.

“Yes,” I softly moaned when Sarah turned her face and took her mom’s hard nipple into her mouth just as I had done with my own mom. Colleen breathed deeply as she felt her daughter’s lips circling her nipple. Sarah was sucking intently, moving her hand from Colleen’s thigh to cup the breast she was having sex with. Colleen’s hand moved to hold her daughter’s head to her. With that, Sarah moved her hand to play with Colleen’s other nipple.

Suddenly Colleen’s head tipped back, her eyes tightly closed. Her hips were bucking and I swear I was sure Colleen had an orgasm.

After catching her breath, Colleen gently pushed Sarah onto her back. She stretched out beside her daughter, sliding her hand up Sarah’s flat tummy to caress one breast as she lowered her mouth to suck on the other. Sarah immediately began whimpering. I began my own long hard orgasm.

Mom leaned over me. “You dirty little girl,” she hissed at me as she held the dildo deep in me.

“Yes,” I hissed back excitedly, “I’m your dirty girl!”

I rode out my orgasm as Mom continued to pump into me until I finally completely collapsed onto the bed. Mom lay down on top of me, rubbing my arm as she kissed repeatedly my neck and cheek. Sarah rose up on her elbows so she could see us. Colleen caressed Sarah’s soft toned thigh as she watched as well. I was panting hard.

“Well, that certainly was different,” Colleen finally said, causing us all to giggle. “Is this what you two have been doing?”

Mom blushed and replied, “More like the two of you. This was a first for me and Mel.”

“And not the last, I hope,” I blurted out, causing more giggles. I looked at my friends, and said, “You two looked great.”

They smiled uncomfortably. I sensed the same internal struggle going on within Colleen that Mom had to deal with lately. They hadn’t gone nearly as far as Mom and I had over the past week, but I knew doing stuff like this would be even harder for them, certainly at first. I couldn’t wait to talk to Sarah the next day.

******

“Mel, we should get ready to go,” Mom said softly.

“Okay,” I simply replied. Mom reached for Sarah’s hand, “Come with me to the bathroom. Mel, be ready to leave in about five minutes.” Mom and Sarah grabbed their clothes as they headed for the bathroom.

After they entered, Mom closed the door behind them. I was sure Mom wanted to ask her how she felt about what she had just done with her mom.

I quickly scooted over to Colleen and we kissed for a long time. She stretched and smiled. “I’ve missed this, Mel. I hope you will spend a lot more time with Bob and me.”

I slipped off the bed and reached for my clothes. “I’d like that, and if Peter or Jamie come along it could turn into even more fun.”

Colleen laughed as I finished zipping my shorts. “Oh, Mel, there is so much fun ahead for all of us now that we can be open about it.”

“What did you think about what we just did ... the four of us?”

“I’m not sure yet,” she stated turning serious and paused a moment. “It was a lot of fun though. But you know, Mel, doing things like that with each other is not that easy for me and Sarah. We are not like you and your mother.”

“I’m sorry if I pushed you to do something both of you don’t feel comfortable with.” I suddenly felt a little regret. I remembered that the adults would never force a kid to do something he or she wasn’t comfortable with. I ruefully thought it should probably apply to kids not forcing any adults to do anything either.

Colleen rubbed my cheek. “Don’t worry, honey. Things like this get figured out over time. And if I had been really uncomfortable I would have stopped you.”

I smiled at her relieved. “Thanks, Colleen.”

Colleen got up but didn’t bother to get dressed. She grinned at me wickedly. “Bob will be home soon. He’ll regret that he missed you.” She sighed and smiled at me. “It’ll be a tough night for me when I tell him about what all happened this afternoon. He'll be green with envy.”

I laughed. "Yeah, sure, tough night. I bet you'll enjoy every minute of it, too."

Mom opened the door and came out with Sarah. We all left the bedroom together. Colleen kept an arm around my shoulder as we walked downstairs. Sarah leaned comfortably against Mom. Mom had both arms around Sarah's waist and nuzzled against her neck.

When we reached the front door, I kissed Sarah softly and said, "Have fun with Jamie tonight. I know I’ll have fun."

She answered very softly. "Thanks, Mel. And thanks for asking all those questions. I'm glad we are best friends. I couldn't have done this without you."

“Including ...” I grinned wickedly at her. “But are you okay?” She blushed and nodded.

We said quick good-byes and left to get in the car.

******

Wow, what an afternoon, I thought. Maggie had been right. A lot more blanks got filled in.

Mom sped off. "Happy with what we told you, Mel?" She looked pretty content and relieved that this talk was over.

I sighed. "Yeah, I guess. Just wish you would tell us about the humongous secret," I said overdramatically, but with a slight grin.

Mom sorta glared at me. "You'll have to accept that I won't. End of discussion, Mel."

I noticed that she had said 'Mel' and not 'Melissa'. I knew better than to pursue the issue any further, but I felt like the ‘end of discussion’ was just for the moment.

“Did you have fun upstairs,” I asked.

“I did, and now I’m sure we’re too dangerous together.”

I cut my eyes at her, grinning as I looked ahead at the road. She was doing the same as she drove us to Doris’s house.

(continued in chapter 41)