Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2017 18:38:29 +0000 (UTC) From: Misty Meadow Subject: Coming Out Coming Out by Misty Meadow I see a familiar face in the village mini-mart; it's Linh, a diminutive Vietnamese neighbour who settled here a year ago. Her daughter, Lotus, is my own kid's best friend. I catch up with Linh at the checkout and we decide to go across the street to the village cafe and have a cup of . . . coffee, what else? Linh might be considered something of a misfit in this small Sussex community, with her Asian looks (which I find adorable), but she's settled in and made lots of friends. She's about five feet tall, thin as a rake with micro tits that are barely visible, long black hair and big eyes. Some people think that Asians have slit eyes, but when you get to know a few, you realise that's an illusion; their eyes are as big as yours or mine, just differently framed. In short, she's attractive. We buy our coffees with Danish pastries and carry them out of the back door into the cafe's little garden where tables and chairs sit in the shade of a huge tree, the species of which I should know, but don't. Who cares? The shade is welcome. We sit down and wait for our coffees to cool, nibbling our pastries. We're the only customers there. "Weather too hot," Linh announces in her thick accent. We're experiencing a seemingly endless heatwave with daily temperatures well into the thirties. Even the most rabid climate change deniers are currently silent. "We just have to dress for the heat," I say, a plan forming in my mind. "I only got this dress on and panties," she responds. I'm wearing a sun dress that leaves my shoulders bare, cut flat across the top with spaghetti straps, and it falls in a loose "A" shape, ending just below my bum, dangerously short, leaving my long shapely legs available for the viewing pleasure of . . . well, anyone who wants to. I'm sitting with my back to the cafe, so if anyone comes out from the shop, they won't see what's about to happen. I Iift my heels up on to the edge of my chair and let my knees fall outwards. Linh looks shocked for a second, then laughs. "You got no panties on? You bad lady, Misty! Your mum spank you, no?" My mum, now in her late forties, lives up in Scotland, and would probably love to spank me even now, randy lesbian that she is, just as she did with great frequency when I was a kid, lifting my dress, pulling my knickers down, caressing my bum cheeks, delivering gentle slaps that barely hurt at all, then kissing them better. But I digress. "No panties keep you cool, huh?" Linh asks. I adopt a thick, Southern negro accent. "Ah don' know 'bout dat, Honey, but it sho' keeps the flies offa ma pastry." Her laughter fills the garden. "You funny. You lucky, no wind today. You wear that dress on windy days?" "Absolutely! And sometimes the wind blows it up and shows off whatever I'm wearing, or not wearing underneath." I'm not kidding, if the shoppers in the village get to see my pussy, so much the better. If they don't like it, they can call a cop. "You shave pussy, that's good. Me, shave too." "Everyone does these days. Big hairy bushes aren't cool." She doesn't get the double entendre. She looks away. No spark passed between us when I parted my legs so my little seduction routine has failed. Ah, well. I put my feet back on the floor. "I gotta tell you something," she says, leaning forward. "Yesterday, Lotus came out." "Came out? You mean she said she was gay?" "Yeah, gay. She only eleven. How she be gay?" Well, I could say a lot on that subject. At the age of eleven I was an addicted masturbator having enjoyed mini orgasms for several years. I had my first crush at five, then others at eight and ten, and at eleven I fell seriously in love with a girl two years older than I, but my devotion was never reciprocated. I had to rely on my imagination to stay happy. That's why God gave us fingers. "Kids grow up fast these days. Did she tell you whom she's being gay with?" "Dunno. Brandi, maybe?" Brandi's my own eleven year old daughter who would be a pretty good choice for any young girl who's considering becoming a lesbian. She's aware of my own gay tendencies (compulsions would be a better word). As soon as she was old enought to read, whenever she'd ask questions like "What's cunnilingus?" I'd refer her to Wikipedia, which would lead her from link to link, so that now she's fully up to speed on all subjects sexual. No variety of sexual conduct is off limits for discussion, except for what happens behind my bedroom door when one of my girl friends stays over. Linh and I finish our coffees and say our goodbyes. * * * After dinner Brandi and I are in the living room. I'm sprawled on the couch and she's sitting cross legged on the floor at my feet, playing some silly game on her phone. I tell her about the episode in the cafe. She finds it hilarious. "You mean you showed off your pussy in the middle of the cafe?" she asks, abandoning her game. "We were alone in the garden." "Show me what you did." I lift my legs, as before. I still have no knickers on. "Oh, Mum, you fucking slut! How delicious!" For some time now I've allowed her to use "adult" language, after all, it's in just about every movie and book and she thinks that "slut" is a compliment, meaning somone who enjoys sex to an usual degree. I'm inclined to agree with her on that. "How did Linh react." "Kinda shocked at first, then amused, not much else." "Did she show you hers?" "Alas, no. I didn't ask her to. There was no chemistry between us." "Pity, 'cos Linh is adorable. She's almost as beautiful as you, Mum." I still have my feet up on the edge of the couch and she hasn't stopped staring at my pussy. "I should go to school tomorrow with no knickers on and everone will see my . . . but then Lotus would get jealous." I look between her legs to where I can see the crotch of her white cotton knickers. "And what would they see?" "Nothing, 'cos I'm not gonna do it." "Coward!" I tell her, grinning. "Chicken shit. Afraid to show off your pussy?" Defiantly she asserts, "I'm not afraid." She lies on her back, pulls her skirt up, lifts her hips and slides her knickers down. I lean forward and disentangle them from her ankles. She lifts her knees and lets them fall outwards. "There! Is that brave enough?" I see her naked almost daily, but not so provocatively posed as this. My pulse quickens. "Oh, my God, Brandi, you look so sexy! You're like a junior porn star. Are you gonna be a stripper when you grow up?" "And have all those dirty old men looking at me. No way. I'll tell you what I'm gonna be." "What?" "A lesbian. I'm gonna fall in love with girls and have sex with them. Just like you, Mum." "Speaking of," I say, "I hear that Lotus came out to her mum yesterday. She thinks she's a lesbian already, at the age of eleven." "So what's wrong with that?" "Even if she doesn't like boys, and lots of girls your age think boys are a pain, things might very well change when puberty arrives. I'm just saying she should keep her options open for the time being. You, too." "And her legs open, too. I should invite her to a sleep over. What d'you think, Mum?" "I'm surprised you haven't already. You can both sleep in my big bed and I'll sleep in yours." I see her shiver with delight at the thought. I imagine that most mothers would be horrified at the thought of their eleven year old daughters having sex, and with a girl at that. But think about it. She can't get pregnant and preteen girls don't usually have sexually transmitable diseases. What's the worst that can happen? She might get her heart broken, but that's going to happen at some point anyway, whether by girl or boy. It's just part of growing up. I, on the other hand, believe that we should enjoy as much sex as we possibly can from the earliest age, so that when we start serious relationships later on, we've become experienced lovers with no hang ups, capable of making our partners happy. So if Lotus sleeps over and they get in to some sort of sexual frenzy, so much the better. My stomach churns with excitement at the thought of my little girl's naked body entangled with that of her lovely Asian friend as they . . . but I getting ahead of myself here. Brandi's face wears a dreamy look as she plans the sleep over. "I'm gonna call her now, Mum." * * * Lotus is a diminutive version of her mother, petite, less than five feet tall, with a face that is breathtaking. Her eyes, if it's possible, are even bigger Linh's and her little turned up nose just screams "cute!" It's the following day and when she and Brandi arrive home from school I meet them at my garden gate and ask to take a photograph of them. They stand side by side in their school uniforms, comprising pale blue gingham dresses with white ankle socks. They smile innocently at the camera. "So, did you wear knickers in school today?" I ask Brandi. Lotus's eyes grow big as she turns and looks her friend incredulously. "Well, I thought about not wearing any, seeing as it's so hot, but we had Miss Wilson for first period and if she'd got a look up my dress she'd have blown a gasket. Second period was maths and Miss Peters would've loved getting a flash of my cunt, but there was no time to take 'em off between lessons, so I kept them on. Look." She lifts the front of her dress up round her chest, showing off her white cotton knickers as Lotus steps away to get a better view. I snap another picture. Lotus looks around but the lane is empty, then nearest house too far away for anyone to overlook us, then she looks at me, her dark eyebrows raised. I explain to her our conversation of yesterday. "Are you saying that you wouldn't mind if Brandi showed off her . . .. " She casts about for a suitable word. " . . . vagina in the classroom?" "Hell no!" says Brandi, dropping her dress. "Mum wouldn't mind a bit. She had coffee with your Mum in the cafe yesterday and she didn't have any knickers on 'cos it was too hot. Didn't your mum mention it?" "Vietnamese people don't like to talk about things like that." "You're British now," says Brandi, "and you can talk about anything you like." "Come on in, guys," I say, "there's ice cream in the fridge." * * * Of course, I didn't get to witness what went on in my bedroom that evening. I ushered them inside and told them I wouldn't disturb them until dinner time, when I would politely knock on the door and wait for them to emerge. When they came out, their faces were flushed. They were still in their school uniforms, or more probably had put them back on for my benefit. I asked if they'd had fun, my face bearing an expression of benign approval and they nodded, grinning. I inhaled and detecedt the faint aroma of sex, and my pulse raced at the thought of what might've happened. After dinner as they sat sprawled on the couch, I could see that Brandi had no knickers on. I called her on it. "Too hot, huh?" "Yes. Lotus took hers off, too, but she put them back on for your benefit. Despite looking so fucking sexy, underneath, she's quite shy." Lotus blushed. "Shyness which you overcame, no doubt." I said. Brandi nodded. "Don't worry, Lotus," I continued, " I'm not gonna ask for details, but I'm delighted that you girls are getting on so well. Now it's time for homework, but you can do it up in my bedroom. Remember I want you both to shower before you go to bed." To my mind, showering has little to do with cleanliness, and a lot to do with getting naked and playing with . . . well you get what I mean. I went to bed in Brandi's room at about nine, leaving my door cracked open. At ten I heard them go into the bathroom and after about half an hour they came out, giggling. I stepped to my door and peered through the crack. They were both naked and Brandi was leanding Lotus by the hand. They went into my bedroom and closed the door. I went out on to the landing and listened, but I couldn't hear anything. Back in bed, I thrust my fingers into my wet pussy and masturbated at length, my mind playing various scenarious, and I soon lost count of my orgasms. In the morning, they came down to breakfast looking as if butter wouldn't melt in their mouths. "I've loaned Lotus a clean pair of knickers," Brandi said. Oh, my God, Ithought, this little Asian doll is wearing my daughters knickers. How delicious! They left for school and I went right back upstairs and masturbated again. * * * When Brandi came home, I grabbed her by the hand, dragged her into the living room and sat her on the couch beside me. "Tell me!" I demanded. "Tell me what happened last night!" "Slow down, Mum. I'm gonna tell you everything, but you can't let Lotus know. I promised her that it would all be a secret between us, but I know you'll never leave me alone until I tell you." She paused, allowing the tension to build up, and began to tell my the story of how darling little Lotus finally came out. This is what she said: "I kissed her. I mean really kissed her on the lips with a lot of tongue. She absolutely melted and I had to hold her upright, her knees were so weak. I undressed her and persuaded her to undress me and I took lots of photographs as she lay on her back on the bed with her legs parted. I'll show them to you later. I sat beside her and ran my fingertips up and down her body and she was trembling with excitement. When I finally touched her pussy, she gasped and I'm pretty sure she came. I kissed her all over, I mean everywhere, nipples, pussy, everything. She's totally in love with me, Mum and I think I'm falling for her. "Then she wanted to do to me all the things I did to her. Oh, Mum, it was awesome. I was so turned on. Her fingers inside me drove me crazy, and I just couldn't help myself. I pushed her on to her back and got between her legs and licked and licked her sweet little pussy. She was so wet! I never thought that licking a girl down there could be so thrilling! I was in heaven, Mum. "Oh, Brandi," I said, folding her into my arms. "You're growing up. I didn't eat my first pussy until I was thirteen. "My knickers are wet even now just from thinking about it." I put my hand on her thigh and slid it up until I reached the white cotton of her knickers. They were indeed wet. I chuckled. She parted her legs, letting me know that it was alright to touch her. "You can't sit around all day in wet knickers," I told her. She pulled her dress up and lifted her hips to bunch it round her waist. I could smell the sharp aroma of sex and I inhaled deeply. "So take 'em off," she said, grinning. I dropped to my knees between her feet, hooked my fingers into the waist of her knickers and pulled them slowly down. Her sweet little pussy came into view and the aroma intensified. I took them from her feet and she spread her legs wide. I gazed at her, my own excitement mounting. I'd often thought about my daughter as a sexual person, but up until then, I hadn't done anything more than just imagine her having sex with . . . I dunno. Faceless anonymous girls. But now she was eleven and had just confessed to having intimate sex with her best friend, so there's no doubt that she was sexually maturing, even though she hadn't yet had her first period. It wasn't not so much the sight of her pussy that aroused me, more the way she was enthusiastically displaying herself. Her face wore a dazzling smile. "My turn now, Mum. Lift your dress." She leaned forward as I lifted my dress over my head and threw it aside. My knickers, pink nylon, where the only thing I had on. I shivered with delight as she slid them down my thighs until they fell to my ankles. She stared at my pussy, cleanly shaved that morning. "It's different from mine," she said, gazing adoringly at it. "It has big floppy lips." "Pull them apart and look inside," I commanded. With her fingertips, she parted my brown lips to expose the pinkness of my cavern. The aroma of sex was getting ever more powerful. "Wow! There's so much more of it than my little pee pee. Your clit is enormous! Will mine grow that big?" "I hope so. Girls like big clits. It gives them something to play with and suck on. Go on, touch it." When she took my clit between her thumb and forefinger, I nearly passed out from sheer joy. But that was just the beginning. Leaning in, she kissed its tip, then took it between her soft, sweet lips and sucked it into her mouth. My orgasm immediately exploded, blowing me into smithereens, as she sucked it in and out, and I could barely stand as the wave of lust spread through my body. Slowly I came back to earth and stood back. She looked up at me in disappointement. "You made me cum," I managed between gasps for air. "It was the first time I've ever cum standing up. Oh, my darling, you've made me so pround and happy." "Then do it to me! Lick my pussy and make me cum like you did." She lay back on the couch, her dress still up round her waist and I just couldn't stop myself from dropping back down on my knees. I leaned in and started to eat her, using all the skills I'd learned from my girlfriends over the years. Her fingers dug into my scalp and her hips bucked as her own orgasm exploded. It seemed to last a long time and I kept licking her until she pushed my head away. "So that's what it's all about," she said. "I guess I'm a lesbian. Yeah, I'm a fucking lez, Mum! I'm gonna have all the sex I can with girls, starting with Lotus." "You've already started with her. Just continue and learn as you go. She's gorgeous and so fucking sexy. She makes a perfect partner for you." She grinned. "You fancy her, Don't you?" "How could I not? She's just as sexy as you, my love." Brandi's face wore a smile of satisfaction. * * * The next Saturday afternoon, Brandi arrived home with Lotus in tow. When I saw them coming up the garden path my heart skips a beat. They looked so sweet, so deliciously vulnerable, but I knew that under that veneer of innocence, their smouldering sexuality burned, ready to burst into flame. Once inside, sitting on the couch in the living room, Brandi was smirking at me and Lotus had a strange look on her face. "Brandi told you about us, didn't she?" Lotus said. "Yes. It's okay, Lotus, I thoroughly approve of what you guys did." "And," added Lotus, "she told me about you and her." Oh, my God! Has Brandi gone too far? Lotus smiled. "I thoroughly approve of what you guys did." I took a second to process this amazing development. "Lotus has something to show you, Mum," said Brandi. "Really?" "Yeah. Go on, Lotus, show her." She parted her legs as wide as they'd go. Holy shit! She had no knickers on. "I think this is called 'coming out'," she said. The end.