It Starts with a Kiss
Part Four
Her Turn
Jenny spent weeks evaluating the experiences she had with her mother and father. Her deepest thought investment often included or resulted in her being naked on her bed with her hand between her legs. Whether she had a single or multiple fingers in her pussy depended on the day and the depth of her fantasy. Regardless of what was going through her mind, she always pondered how she would move things forward.
She remembered the words of both her parents. “The work you put in will pay off in the ends.” She decided to put that concept to the test. She embarked on an adventure of seduction. She intended on seducing her parents to the point where they would have sex with her, individually and together. She started it with a kiss.
“That was nice,” April said to her daughter after a particularly delightful greeting when she returned home from work.
“I like it, too,” Jenny said shyly.
April winked slightly at her daughter as she turned to walk toward her room. She intended to change clothes and see if her daughter had anything else in mind for the evening. She noticed her daughter following her toward her bedroom but said nothing. She intended to see what plans her daughter came up with. As she made her way into her room, she attempted to close the door behind her, but Jenny stopped it mid-swing and stood silently, leaning against the frame.
April gave her a curious stare.
“I want to see you,” she said softly.
A shudder ran down her mother’s spine. She recalled the moment she exposed her body to her daughter before but didn’t expect to be put on the spot in such a way. She didn’t expect her daughter to make her feel like she was worth looking at. She wanted to know more.
“Did you want to help?” she asked.
Jenny shook her head.
Her husband would sometimes watch her change or get undressed for bed. She was used to that. She was in uncharted waters and nervously stumbled through the buttons of her blouse. She regained her confidence slowly. She wasn’t putting on a show for her daughter but wanted to reward her for demonstrating the knowledge they instilled in her. She could feel herself getting wet knowing her daughter was watching her with intimate eyes.
April shrugged her blouse off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She turned slightly to unhook her bra and let it also fall to the floor. She turned and faced her daughter, pushed her chest out slightly. As she walked toward Jenny, she could feel her nipples harden. She turned around in from of her daughter.
“Could you unzip this?” she asked, knowing full well she could reach it herself.
Jenny reached forward innocently enough and unzipped her mother’s skirt. The moment the zipper hit the stop, she placed a finger in the center of her mother’s back and softly traced her spine until her finger slipped just inside her panties.
“There you go,” Jenny said with a wicked smile. She saw the goose bumps on her mother’s arms and was proud of herself for holding back. She could feel herself getting wet and knew she would need relief when that episode was over.
April, on the other hand, was about to falter.
“Just tell me you want me and I’m yours,” she thought helplessly.
Jenny remained silent and her mother carried on with the show. She hooked her thumbs into her skirt and pushed them down to the floor and stepped out of it. She turned and knelt to the floor, picking the item off the floor before standing again. She handed the skirt to her daughter.
“Could you fold this, please?” she asked.
Jenny took the skirt from her mother as she watched her pad gently to her dresser. There, she picked out a light pajama set for the evening and laid it on the bed. She wandered to her standup mirror and pushed her panties down in a quick motion. She used her toes to pick them up and toss them in the nearby hamper before admiring herself in the mirror. She looked over her front before turning and looking at her ass.
“What do you think?” she asked innocently.
“I want you so bad,” she thought to herself. Instead, Jenny smiled widely and nodded. She did not intend to take any more steps with her mother that evening, but she also recalled her mother telling her that she never had to masturbate alone. She stared into her mother’s eyes and April could tell her daughter was in deep thought.
“What is it?” she asked with mild concern.
Jenny’s eyes shifted only slightly while she continued to stare. She eventually came to and walked into her mother’s bedroom. She looked at the pristinely made bed then to her mother.
“I’m going to take my clothes off and lay on your bed,” she said. She debated whether she should invite her or simply leave it as a statement of fact.
As April considered what her daughter had said, Jenny began removing her clothes. She took each piece off with a certain amount of hesitation before moving on to the next. Both women were soon standing nude together. April looked her daughter over while Jenny did the same to her mother. The way bayburt escort they locked eyes with each other was like a contest of wills to see who would break first. Each one begging for the other on the inside.
Jenny made the first move by sitting on the bed and pulling herself to the side opposite her mother. She rested her head on the pillow and opened her legs slightly. April felt pussy getting wetter as she watched her daughter’s eyes close and her hand drift slowly down her body.
“I never said we were perfect lovers,” April thought to herself, trying to justify leaping between her daughter’s legs. “I’m weak, too.”
She carefully watched Jenny’s fingers as they dipped between her own legs. She watched her daughter’s lit fill the gap between her four digits as she rubbed up and down, distributing her juices all over her pussy. She began to make small, slow circles around her clit as she turned her head and opened her eyes. She looked at her mother’s body as she masturbated in her parents’ bed. April was beside herself with lust. She had not desired a woman as much as she desired Jenny for many years and was proud of her daughter for being able to bring her to that level again.
April cautiously moved toward the bed. She climbed on top of covers, remaining on her knees as she watched her daughter’s hips begin to gyrate. Her own hand was massaging her breasts as she watched.
“Lay next to me, Momma,” her daughter whispered.
She felt her pussy gush listening to the word ‘Momma’ being spoken from her daughter’s mouth in such an intimate tone. She laid next to Jenny, still pawing at her own breasts and put a single leg over her daughter’s.
“What are you thinking about?” April asked quietly.
Jenny’s pace quickened as she heard her mother’s voice softly in her ear.
“I’m sorry, Mom,” she grunted, “I’m thinking of you. I want you so bad!”
April trailed her fingers down her body until they fell between her own legs.
“What are you sorry for?” she asked as she slowly slipped her middle finger into her pussy.
Jenny slowed her fingers and looked into her mother’s eyes again, “Because I’m not doing very well at this. Not like you and Daddy.”
April leaned in and kissed her daughter’s lips softly. Her finger’s made slow movements in and out of her pussy.
“Are we having sex right now?” she asked Jenny.
Jenny thought for a moment before shaking her head.
“You want to have sex with me, though? You want your fingers to be where mine are, don’t you?” she asked, knowing the effect it would have on her daughter.
“Fuck, yes!” she hissed.
“Here we are, though. Enjoying ourselves together in a new way. We’re not perfect lovers, April. I wanted you when I realized you intended to watch me get undressed. I was about to rip your clothes off when you barely caressed my back after you unzipped me.”
Jenny’s hips lifted slightly off the bed as she pushed a finger into her pussy. She fucked herself hard and fast thinking of the moment her mother described.
“I see you wanted to do the same. Not like I needed you to confirm that. You don’t touch someone like you did without having a carnal desire for them. You played the game, Jenny and you played it well. When I tease your father, it starts with both of us knowing I’m horny and want his hard cock buried in my pussy.”
Jenny sighed loudly, “You’re trying to get me to cum talking like that.”
“I am,” Jenny said, “because I know you wanted to fuck me before you even kissed me. I know how bad you want to cum right now. You’re thinking of how intense your orgasm was when your father was shaving your pussy and I know you were thinking of his cock being inside you when it happened.”
“I was!” Jenny admitted.
“None of that ever happened,” she reminded her daughter, “It never happened because we all showed restraint and that makes the game fun.”
April was done educating her daughter. “I want you to cum for me, Jenny,” she told her daughter. “Soak your clit in your juices and rub it until you lose control.”
“Mom,” Jenny squeaked loudly. April turned onto her side, opening her leg wider, and leaned in to take her daughter’s nipple into her mouth.
Jenny took in a deep breath, unable to speak a single word. The intensity building inside her exploded and her body was wracked with wave after wave of her orgasm. Her body shook violently on the bed as she clenched her eyes shut. April continued masturbating as she watched her daughter’s body slowly become calm again. She eventually closed her eyes and focused on her own efforts.
Jenny took several deep breaths, turning onto her side to watch her mother in hopes she experiences the same intense orgasm she did.
“What are you thinking about?” Jenny asked her mother.
“I’m dreaming of the day when we’re together and it’s not our own fingers bringing us this pleasure,” she sighed before opening her legs a little wider. “What’s next on your road to adventure?”
Jenny gently used the tip of her finger to trace her bilecik escort mother’s chin and down her neck. It was a natural thing for her to do, but she had no idea what it was doing to her mother. “It’s Daddy’s turn.”
April trembled slightly under her daughter’s touch. She could feel her orgasm forming in her belly.
“Of course, it is,” she moaned. “How will you do it?”
“I had some ideas but could never figure out how to go through with them. I have one last one remaining, but I would need your help.”
Jenny’s finger moved slowly across her mother’s collar bones and back to her neck. April quivered again and felt her stomach begin to tight. She took in a deep breath, turned her head and opened her eyes slightly.
“I’m gonna cum,” she whispered.
Jenny leaned in, pressed her lips against her mother’s cheek and whispered, “Let it go, Mom.”
She planted small kisses around her mother’s face while holding a hand on April’s leg. She wanted to feel the physical effects of her mother’s orgasm on her body.
“She shakes her legs like me,” she thought as she looked down her mother’s body.
April rode it out and laid in bed panting as she stared into her daughter’s eyes. Some doubt and confusion began to fill her mind as she realized she had practically had sex with her daughter. “How could I go any further with this?” she asked herself. Jenny knew her mother’s wheels were turning and accurately identified her situation.
“Do you regret what just happened, Mom?” she asked hesitantly.
April knew she enjoyed everything up to that point, but what they had done was something entirely different.
“I don’t regret it, baby. It’s just confusing,” she said before realizing she finally understood the struggle her daughter had been going through. “Have you been feeling this all this time?”
Jenny nodded with saying a word or displaying any overt emotion on her face. She didn’t want to break down in front of her mother and end their wonderful time together that way. April realized what was happening and reached out to hold her daughter.
“Let’s get under the covers and talk more about it, ok?” she asked.
Jenny was delighted to oblige. Together, they pushed the comforter and sheet down, slipped their legs under them and pulled them over their bodies. Jenny pulled her mother in close and enjoyed the feeling of their nude bodies pressing together.
“If this is all that ever came of this, I would be happy, Mom. I feel closer to you than I ever have before,” she happily admitted.
“Do you think you inaccurately judged how much you wanted from me before you would feel that connection?” she asked.
Jenny smiled and shook her head, “No, Mom. I said I would be happy if this was all there ever was. Yes, we’ve connected on a whole new level, but still have a yearning right here,” she said, taking her mother’s arm by the wrist and placing her hand just above her daughter’s mound. “I’ve thought long and hard about what taking our relationship to that level would do. I cried when I told you because I felt like I knew what I wanted but had no idea how to do it. You taught me how and you’ll never know how much it means to me.”
Every word her daughter spoke sparked intense emotional reactions in her head and the confusion that seemed to be setting in was dissipating. Jenny didn’t realize the state she would put her mother in when she put her hand there.
April looked down her daughter’s slim body and whispered, “I want to slide my hand further down.”
She continued to look at her daughter’s body while she waited for a response. Jenny wasn’t sure if it was the right time for them but decided to let me moment take them somewhere else. She opened her legs just slightly, inviting her mother to explore her.
“It’s ok if you do.”
April looked up and into her daughter’s eyes. As her hand traveled across her daughter’s clean-shaven mound, she pressed her lips against Jenny’s.
“I don’t want to wait anymore,” her mother admitted.
Jenny pulled her mother into a deeper kiss and placed a hand between her own legs over her mother’s hand, “Me either.” As she resumed the passionate kiss with her mother, she put her free hand between April’s legs, and they mimicked each other’s actions.
The room was soon filled with the sounds of their wetness on each other’s fingers. Jenny took the next step and slid her middle finger inside her mother. April was surprised at the welcomed intrusion and pressed her forehead against her daughter’s.
“Deeper, Jenny. As far as you can!” she urged as she began to explore her daughter’s opening.
Jenny pulled her finger out before pushing it back in further than it had been before. Several thrusts later, her finger was buried in her mother’s pussy and she could feel her labia against her other fingers. April repeated her daughter’s motions. They both writhed around under the warm bed coverings.
“It’s been a very long time since I’ve been with another woman, Jenny. You’re as good as I ever remember it being, if bingöl escort not better,” she said, bringing a smile to her mother’s face.
Jenny smiled widely, “You may be rusty, but you have me beat on experience.”
Few additional words would be shared between them until much later. Instead, her mother took the reins and showed her daughter what it was like to be with a woman who had experience, albeit in the past. She continued to finger-fuck her daughter while pushing aside the sheets once more and crawling down the bed. She used her tongue and lips passionately until her mouth was inches away from the finger pushing in and out of her new lover’s pussy.
April watched her finger push in and out of Jenny, glistening with her moisture as she pulled it out. As she pushed her finger in, her tongue followed and landed on her daughter’s clit. Jenny took a quick breath in as she raised herself up off her bed with her arms and clenched her cheeks together, forcing her pussy into her mother’s face.
“Mom!” she gasped, staring wide-eyed as her mother licked her pussy.
April didn’t respond. She was falling in love with the new taste she found and enjoyed hearing the surprise in her daughter’s voice.
“Oh, God. You’re amazing!” her daughter gasped, opening her legs as wide as she could.
Jenny fell back onto the bed in utter lust for her mother. She wanted to do everything she ever knew or heard of right then. Her mother taking the wheel suggested that there was a lesson for her to learn before there would be any further interaction between them on that level. She also knew she was in no shape to be thinking about a lesson.
“Make me cum, Mom,” she whispered, “make me cum!” She repeated it over and over, hoping it would be as intense as it was before. She closed her eyes and begged the goddess of sex for her body to erupt in pure, explicit pleasure. The response she got was far removed from anything she could have expected.
“Well,” her father said calmly and quietly, “this isn’t quite what I expected to see today.”
Jenny raised herself up on her arms and stared in shock at her father while April continued to finger fuck and suck on her daughter’s clit.
“Daddy!” she said loudly. She looked at her mother, expecting a reaction like hers and was confused when there was none.
Chris walked over to the bed, put his hand on his daughter’s cheek and kissed her forehead lightly, “Focus, babe. Your mother is doing a helluva job down there.”
Jenny looked down and slowly allowed herself to get back into the moment. Chris, on the other hand, went about his normal routine. She removed most of his work clothes and changed into his typical evening attire. Jenny watched as he paid them no attention until he was finally done and sat in a chair adjacent to the bed and simply watched. She expected him to begin masturbating as he watched the unusual girl-on-girl encounter happening on his own bed or even join in. Instead, he watched them as if he was marveling a priceless work of art.
“I’ll never meet a man like him,” Jenny thought to herself as she relinquished control of her body back to her mother.
Her mind began to spin scenarios of the three of them together in bed. Images of them in various positions together flashed through her mind until she knew it was time.
“Mom!” she squeaked. She reached down and put her hand behind her mother’s head. “Right there! Don’t stop!” she added.
Her mother didn’t need the coaching. She recognized her lover’s reactions and zeroed in on what she was doing to cause it. She sucked her daughter’s clit in harder and pushed her finger in deeper as she heard her daughter struggle for breath. Jenny was experiencing a whole new level of intensity in her orgasm. So much so that she could barely breath. For several moments, all she could do was take quick breaths in until the proverbial bottom fell out and her orgasm exploded within her.
“Fuck!” she said as she was finally able to exhale. “Fucking!” she squealed, “Cumming!”
As her daughter’s body slowly came down, April’s efforts came to a stop. She eased her finger from her daughter’s pussy and pressed the tip against Jenny’s sensitive button causing her to jump and put her hands over her pussy.
“Oh, Mom! Too sensitive!” she gasped.
“I know,” April said happily as she slithered up the bed beside her daughter.
Jenny was still breathing rapidly as she looked into her mother’s eyes, “Are we done?” she asked. She wanted to give her mother the same attention.
“We are for now, baby. I brought us under the covers so we could be warm and talk about what your plan was. Look what happened,” she said with a light smile.
Jenny looked slightly ashamed for having taunted her mother, “I’m sorry. I was just…”
April interrupted her, “You’re not sorry and neither am I.” she said as she kissed her daughter’s cheek. “There’s still plenty you have to work for.”
April continued talking softly to her daughter as she realized Jenny was falling asleep. She fluttered her eyes on occasion trying to stay awake, but there was no fighting it. April felt emotional as she watched her daughter struggle to stay awake and listen to the words her mother was saying. When Jenny was finally asleep, April covered her with the blanket and slid careful off the bed. She padded softly to where her husband was sitting.