Date: Thu, 07 Feb 2002 19:38:40 -0500
From: laura adams <laurabi19@hotmail.com>
Subject: It Started So Innocently CH 2

After the photo session ended with Anna, Stacey had time to think back on
what had just occurred.  Her young foreign exchange student had just posed
for her wearing some of the most erotic lingerie Stacey had ever seen.
Seeing it modeled on a person, instead of a mannequin, really had an
exciting effect upon her.  The feeling had completely taken her by surprise;
Stacey hadn't thought of another woman/girl in the way she was thinking
about Anna right now.

Anna chose not to change from the one-piece bodysuit she had just modeled
for Mrs. C.  Entering the kitchen where Mrs. C. was preparing something for
them to eat, Anna spoke, "Mrs. C., I really enjoyed being your model today.
I was just wondering which of the outfits you liked the best on me?"
Turning, Stacey saw Anna standing in the doorway. Her eyes immediately went
to the young girl's body.  Standing before her, practically in the nude,
made Stacey again begin to feel uncomfortable with her emotions.  That
outfit looked so sexy on Anna, and the way she stood so proudly, only helped
to accentuate her outstanding physical features. Stacey continued to admire
her young houseguest as she spoke, "Anna, the body suit you're wearing is my
favorite," blushed an admiring Stacey.  Anna continued her line of
questioning, hoping to make Mrs. C. as uncomfortable with the moment as she
could, "Don't you think it's just a little revealing, I mean, the only thing
it manages to hide are my nipples and my vaginal opening?"  Anna's little
fingers demonstrating what she had just said; her hands gracefully gliding
across her nipples, traveling down across her firm tummy to the vee between
her legs, her hand now cupping her full lips.

Stacey gulped as she watched the young girl's fingers play out her words.
"You're right, it doesn't manage to hide much," said Stacey.  Anna watched
Mrs. C's eyes as they stayed on her hand.  "Mrs. C., are you about ready to
take some special photos of me now?" asked Anna.  Her question reminded
Stacey of her promise to do a photo shoot just for Anna, "Uh, Anna, let's
grab a bite to eat and we'll see if we still have time before Kelly comes
home, " said Stacey.  She'd hope to put her off at least for today.  She
didn't know if she could handle another shoot with this beautiful young
girl.

Anna disappointed over the delay, said "Ok Mrs. C., but remember, you
promised to photograph me the way I want the photos taken."  Stacey, barely
hearing the young girl speak, her mind totally consumed by Anna's nakedness,
said "OK, I promise."

"Let me help you make lunch. What do you need me to do?" asked Anna.  Stacey
looked away from Anna and spoke, "Ok, why don't you get me a couple of
plates from the cabinet over there."  Anna turned and said, "I can't reach
the plates, they're too high.  Do you have a stool I can stand on?" asked
Anna.  Over in the corner is one," said Mrs. C.  Anna retrieved the stool
and stepped up on the third step.  Turning, Stacey saw Anna perched upon the
stool, her bottom now at eye level.  She couldn't stop herself from staring
at it.  Anna's bottom was so firm and rounded.  As she stood on her
tip-toes, her legs flexed causing her buttocks to tighten.  There wasn't an
ounce of fat on her tanned globes.  Anna, noticing Mrs. C's stares, smiled
as she held the pose a little longer, just for Mrs. C's benefit.

Anna was proud of her body and very aware of the effect it had on both men
and women alike.  Mrs. C. was no different.  Anna knew Mrs. C. was
struggling with her inner emotions.  She knew the feelings Mrs. C. was
experiencing and how it was causing her to question her sexuality; Anna
intended to draw upon her confusion and see if she could make her fall in
love with her over the next several months.  She wouldn't push the photo
shoot any more, instead, she'd wait for Mrs. C. to bring it up when she was
ready.

Stepping down from the stool, Anna helped Mrs. C. prepare lunch.  The two
ate together and chatted about the events of the day until Kelly came home.

The next morning came quickly.  Stacey excitedly hopped out of bed and into
the shower.  As she dried off, she thought about what she was going to wear
down to breakfast.  Stepping into her room, she was surprised to find some
of the lingerie Anna had modeled for her on the bed with a note beside it.
The note read, "Mrs. C., thought I'd provide you with a few items to choose
from this morning.  Anna

Stacey looked at the items; matching bra and panties, thong panties, and a
negligee.  Stacey didn't know what to do.  After yesterday's encounter, and
with Kelly in the room, she didn't know what to do.  She did know that she
felt a little excited about what Anna might have in store for her this
morning.

Kelly arose early.  She intended to be present when her Mother and Anna
exchanged greetings.  She had even had a dream about them last night,
awakening to find her panties wet in the crotch.  She'd thought she'd wet
them, but soon realized she'd had a wet dream.  She didn't think girls had
them, only boys?  Hurrying to get dressed, Kelly almost ran downstairs.

Anna decided to make a bold statement this morning.  She'd only wear the
white terrycloth robe this morning.  She felt daring and wanted to push the
envelope a little.

Stacey decided on the negligee.  Slipping the garment over her head, she
turned and looked at herself in the mirror.  The negligee literally left
nothing to the imagination.  Her breasts could be clearly seen along with
her sparse blond bush.beneath the negligee.  Turning, she looked at her
bottom in the mirror.  Her bottom looked great she thought.  Stacey
contemplated whether she could really wear something this revealing; should
she?  She'd chickened out yesterday.  But now, Kelly had seen Anna kiss her
on the mouth.  What would she think of the way she'd be dressed?  Kelly
wasn't stupid.  How long would it be before she'd figure out what was really
happening?

Kelly waited patiently in the kitchen.  She'd positioned her chair facing
the door.  She wanted to see who came through first.  It didn't take long
before her Mother appeared in the doorway.  Kelly dropped her spoon on the
floor when she saw the way her Mom was dressed, if you could call what she
was wearing `being dressed'.  She stared as her Mom walked right past her
over to the sink.  "Good morning dear, how did you sleep, asked Stacey.
Kelly couldn't believe how nonchalant her Mother was.  "Uhhh, fine Mom," was
all Kelly could say.  She studied her Mother from the back.  Her firm bottom
showed through the negligee, it's deep crack splitting her full globes.  Her
Mom's legs looked great; long and lean; the heels accentuating their beauty.
  She'd passed by Kelly so quickly, Kelly didn't have a chance to see what
her Mom's breasts looked like.  She could see she didn't have a bra on as
she stood with her back to her.

Stacey felt so naughty standing practically naked in front of her daughter.
Kelly had never seen her Mother naked before; in fact, Kelly had seen more
of her Mother's body in the last two days than she'd seen in her whole life.
  Stacey fidgeted at the sink, afraid to turn and face her daughter; afraid
her daughter might notice her breasts in their excited condition.

Just then both girls turned when they heard Anna's voice.  Both had not even
noticed her as she walked into the kitchen.   "Good morning Kelly," said
Anna.  Kelly greeted her; surprised by Anna's outfit.  It was very
conservative; compared to what she'd worn yesterday. Kelly was a little
disappointed Anna in the way Anna had dressed this morning.

Studying Mrs. C. from the back, Anna said, "Mrs. C., you look absolutely
stunning, don't you think Kelly?"  Kelly, caught off-guard by the question,
mumbled something back.  Stacey, afraid to turn and face the teenager, just
thanked her for the compliment.  Anna went on, "Mrs. C., where's my special
morning greeting?  Kelly, didn't you and your Mom agree yesterday that she'd
greet me just like the girls do each morning back home?" said a pouting
Anna.   Anna knew girls didn't greet each other like this, but Kelly and
Stacey didn't.

Stacey was surprised to hear her daughter say, "Mom, you did agree to greet
Anna each morning like she's greeted in her country, remember?"  Kelly had
dreamt of this moment last night and didn't want it to slip by without
getting the chance to see it first hand.

Stacey all of sudden realized she'd made a big mistake and now, she couldn't
think of way to get out of this situation.  Turning, she faced both her
daughter and Anna.  Both girls eyes opening wide in surprise as they both
studied her nakedness.

Anna smiled as she looked at a practically naked Mrs. C; she'd succeeded in
breaking down Stacey's inhibitions. Her full breasts and blonde covered mons
were on display to both daughter and student.  Stacey stood, frozen in her
place, her feet felt like they had lead in them as she posed for her
daughter and Anna.  Looking into her daughter's admiring eyes, Stacey felt a
warm feeling spreading throughout her body.  It was a feeling of pride that
was sweeping over her as she studied both girls faces; each reflecting an
obvious admiration of her body.

"Mrs. C., you look more beautiful than you did yesterday morning," said
Anna.  Because of the special way you've dressed for "us" this morning, I
would hate for you to feel this old terrycloth robe scratching against that
lovely body of yours.  "Kelly, what do you think I should do," asked an
inquisitive Anna. To Stacey's surprise, Kelly retorted, "why don't you take
it off!"  As her words flowed out of her mouth, Kelly watched Anna's fingers
go to the belt of her robe and slowly open it.  Both Stacey and her daughter
watched in anticipation of what would happen next.  Neither was disappointed
with what they saw; Anna now standing completely naked before them.

Kelly gasped as she openly gawked at Anna.  Her large breasts stood high on
her chest, simply defying gravity.  Her cherry red nipples were hard as
little marbles, sitting atop the twin mounds.  But it was what Anna had
between her creamy, smooth thighs that caught both Mom and daughter's eye;
Anna's baby smooth labia, the lips were not only smooth, but very large.
Anna smiled as stood proudly before them, arching her back, causing her
proud breasts to thrust out even more at the two women.

"Mrs. C., come over here to me, greet me as you promised," commanded the
young girl.  Mrs. C., almost as if she was under a spell, stepped over to
Anna, now standing before her.  Too ashamed to stare at her body, her eyes
only focused on Anna's now.  Anna reached out and took Mrs. C's left hand in
hers.  Anna's touch was warm and strong, Stacey forgot about her daughter
only a couple feet away, watching her and Anna standing naked in the middle
of their kitchen.  Anna took Stacey's hand and rested it on her bottom.
Releasing it, she smiled when she felt the hand remain in place.  Taking
Stacey's right hand, she slowly brought it within inches of her left breast;
allowing both their hands to hover over the full, inviting globe.

Slowly, without removing her eyes from Mrs. C's, Anna slowly lowered
Stacey's hand onto her breast.  She heard both Mrs. C. and Kelly gasp when
the hand touched her breast.  Anna rested her hand atop of Mrs. C's, afraid
she'd pull it away, but was pleased when she lifted her hand off of Mrs. C's
to find it remain just where she'd placed it.  In fact, Anna even felt a
soft squeeze from Mrs. C's fingers.  Smiling confidently into Mrs. C's eyes,
she turned her gaze toward Kelly.  Kelly's eyes were trained on her Mother's
hand now resting atop Anna's large breast.

"Kelly, are you okay with this?" asked Anna, fully knowing Kelly was
enjoying the scene unfolding before her.  Kelly, still unable to break her
stare, muttered the following, "Yes, Anna, please continue with your
greeting."  "Thank you Kelly for being so generous in sharing your beautiful
Mother with me," said Anna.

With Stacey still holding Anna firm little bottom in her hand and her large
breast in her other, Anna stepped a couple of inches forward and slipped
both her hands around the excited Mrs. C.  "Mrs. C., don't be afraid of me,
I won't break.  Go ahead and touch me, feel my body," cooed Anna as she drew
Mrs. C. into her body forcing Mrs. C's right hand to release the breast.  On
her own, Anna felt Stacy's right hand slip around her and cup her left
buttock, now both of her hands firmly caressing her bottom.

Anna ran her small hands lightly across Mrs. C. shoulder blades, down her
spine and across the upper swell of her bottom.  Slipping a little lower,
Anna's hands glided across Mrs. C's bare bottom.  Slowly kneading the full
mounds, squeezing and then drawing the cheeks open, exposing the little pink
rosebud to her daughter sitting at the table.  Slowly, she'd pull the cheeks
of Mrs. C's ass open, then close them; each time allowing Kelly more time to
study her Mother's little pink button.  She smiled as Kelly's eyes would
grow wide in anticipation of the next time she'd open her Mother's bottom
for her to view.

Stacey was beside herself.  This little vixen had a power over her like no
one ever had before; she seemed unable to stop her; but the real question
was...did she want to her to stop?  Standing naked together, their bodies
joined as one, felt so good, so loving to Stacey.  Holding Ann's naked
bottom in her hands felt so good, so natural.  Her globes were warm and
smooth, only the light peach fuss sprinkled across them could be felt in the
palms of her hands.  She let her fingers slide into the opening between the
globes; it was so warm between the cheeks of her bottom, thought Stacey.

Kelly couldn't believe her eyes; her own Mother, practically naked, in the
arms of their foreign exchange student, who was also completely naked.  If
that hadn't been enough, both women were actually feeling each other up,
right in front of her!  Kelly watched as the two women held each other
tightly.  Her breathing rate had increased substantially, her mouth now dry.
  Kelly was becoming sexually excited by the scene; it was just like she'd
dreamt of last night.

Anna looked over at the Kelly as she watched her Mom being felt up by
someone her own age. She was somewhat surprised by the freedom Kelly had
given her with her Mom; she'd attributed her interest to the hormones
running wildly throughout her body.  Anna couldn't get over how she, a 14
year old, had managed to manipulate both Mother and daughter into accepting
this morning ritual.  "Kelly, don't you think your Mom is beautiful, dressed
like this?" asked Anna.  Kelly diverted her gaze from her Mother's bottom
being held in Anna's hands as she spoke, "Yes, she does look beautiful," her
voice shaking slightly.  Anna continued, "What do you think her best feature
is Kelly, her firm bottom?  Anna squeezed Mrs. C's bottom as she described
how it felt to Mrs. C's daughter. Or do you think it's these?" Anna said as
she separated from Mrs. C. and turned her toward her daughter.  Snuggling up
tightly against Mrs. C's back, Anna reached around and cupped her full
breasts, holding them up as if she was offering them to Kelly.

Stacey tried to squirm away; this was getting to be too much.  She felt like
a prostitute being displayed to some future customer.  Before she could
protest any further, Kelly spoke, "I think it's her bottom.  I love the way
it looks.  It's so firm and I love the way it sticks out."  Stacey was
shocked hearing her daughter's words  Kelly even surprised herself.  She'd
actually said what she was feeling.  Even more surprised was her Mother.
Stacey just stared at her daughter, listening to her describe her Mother's
favorite part of her body to Anna.  Kelly went on, "Her breasts are
beautiful, though.  I hope mine will look just like hers.  Kelly was talking
directly to Anna; it was as if Stacey didn't even exist as a person, as her
Mother, before her daughter.

Still cupping her breasts, Anna went on, "Kelly, you wouldn't believe how
soft, yet firm your Mom's bottom feels...it's indescribable."  Then, without
warning, she turned Mrs. C. back to face her, Mrs. C's face a bright red
now.  She'd succeeded in embarrassing her again in front of her daughter.
Looking to her left, Anna went on, "Kelly, would you like to see what it
feels like?"  Stacey stiffened, then said, "No Kelly, don't do it."  Anna
hushed her with a soft, fleeting kiss on the lips.  "Kelly, do you?"  Stacey
prayed her daughter wouldn't take her up on Anna's offer...she couldn't.
Stacey couldn't deal with these feelings.  Her Motherly instincts were
beginning to resurface...what if her own daughter touched her?

Much to her disappointment, she watched Kelly scoot her chair away from the
table and approach the two.  God, she was going to take Anna up on her
offer, thought Stacey.  Kelly approached slowly, still uncertain as to
whether she could go through it.  Her dream had now taken on a new twist;
one that would involve her!

Coaxing her on, Anna said, "That's a good little girl, I saw the way you
were looking so lovingly at your Mom that I thought you'd like to share her
with me during our morning greeting."  Would you like that Mrs. C.?  I mean,
you've been so kind to me in allowing me to feel right at home, that I
didn't want Kelly to feel left out." Anna had planted the seed; now she
waited to see if it would grow.

Kelly listened to Anna's reasoning and realized she had missed being on the
receiving end of her Mother's affection since Anna had arrived; far be it
that the affection she was used too wasn't of the sexual nature Anna was
offering to her.  Thinking only for a second, Kelly chimed in, "Please Mom,
I have missed our times together and I would love to join in the greeting
ceremony each morning...I think that it would bring us all closer together,"
said a cheery Kelly.  Unaware of what she was getting into, Kelly  wanted so
badly to become a part of what her Mother and Anna were sharing each
morning.  She felt left out.

Not waiting for Mrs. C. to reply to her daughter's question, Anna said,
"Kelly, reach out and touch her lovely bottom, it feels so warm and soft."
Stacey didn't know what to do.  Her daughter was about to touch her in a
very private, personal place.  She'd listened to how carefully Anna had
couched her position...how could she deny her daughter the affection she'd
been unconsciously denying her.  As a matter of fact, she now felt guilty
realizing that she'd been neglecting her own daughter.  She'd been trying
too hard to make Anna feel comfortable in their home that she'd forgotten
totally about her own daughter's needs.  Stacey tensed, not knowing how to
get out of this predicament without hurting her daughter's feelings.  She'd
just have to wait; wait while Anna's hot nipples burned into her own, her
head now resting on Anna's small shoulder as she bent forward, her bottom
now protruding all the more toward her approaching daughter.

The moment was at hand; Kelly stood behind her naked Mother; the negligee
failing to hide her Mother's beautiful bottom as she bent forward.  Was her
Mother offering her bottom to her, thought Kelly? Slowly, the young girl's
hand reached out and just faintly touched her Mother's bottom.  It was warm,
just like Anna had described it.  "Go ahead Kelly, use both hands, really
grab it and feel how firm and resilient it is," said Anna.  Kelly had
crossed over into a new world, one of enjoying another woman's body.
Following her lead, Kelly grasped her Mother's bottom firmly, enjoying the
feeling beneath her fingers.  She began to knead the flesh, now pulling and
opening the cheeks.

Stacey let a small moan escape her lips.  Even though she knew it was her
daughter's hands feeling her up, Stacey's body didn't distinguish that it
was enjoying the innocent touch of her daughter's inexperienced fingers. It
also did help that Anna's breasts were continuing to glide back and forth
across her already excited nipples.  Stacey couldn't recall a time in her
life when her breasts had become so sensitive, almost to the point of
bringing her right to the edge of a strong orgasm. She heard Anna's voice
again, "Kelly, tell me what it feels like, tell me what you're feeling."
Stacey knew Anna was asking her own daughter to describe how her bottom
felt.  The image of her being held naked, by a 14 year old she'd just met a
week ago, in her kitchen, and her daughter standing behind her feeling her
up...it was too much.  Stacey gripped Anna's bottom tightly as her orgasm
overtook her.  Anna immediately felt Mrs. C's body stiffen; could she have
just experienced an orgasm, thought Anna.  Taking Mrs. C's hair in hand, she
pulled her heavy head off her shoulder and looked into her glazed eyes; YES,
she'd just climaxed.

Kelly watched Anna pull her Mom's head back and look at her.  She didn't
know why she'd done it, but she relaxed as she let her head rest back on her
shoulders.  "Kelly, tell me what you are feeling," said Anna.  Kelly, still
continuing to knead her Mother's bottom, spoke, "Anna, it feels great,
exciting, warm, just like you said it would," said an excited Kelly.
"That's great, I knew you'd like it.  You're Mom sure does.  Did you know
you just brought her to a climax by touching her Kelly?" lied Anna.

Kelly was surprised by Anna's words.  How could that possibly have happened?
  She'd masturbated before, but never had an orgasm from touching her
bottom?  "Kelly, do you know what your Mother would really like?  Slip your
fingers into the crease of her bottom.  Feel how soft and warm it is between
her asscheeks," said Anna.  Kelly did as she was told and was not surprised
to find it just as Anna had described, only it was when her Mother tightened
her cheeks trapping her hand that startled Kelly.  Maybe she'd hurt her.

"Anna, Mom just tightened her bottom down on my hand.  She's trapped my
fingers inside her bottom," said a worried Kelly.  "Don't worry Kelly,
that's just a sign that your Mom loves what you're doing to her, isn't it
Mrs. C.?  Tell Kelly how wonderful her hands feel on your bottom," said
Anna.   Stacey lifted her head off of Anna's shoulder and looked her in the
eyes, saying, "Yes honey, your hands feel wonderful."  Looking back down,
Stacey felt as if she should crawl into a hole.  She'd never been more
humiliated and embarrassed in her life.  Anna, on the other hand, just
smiled and spoke, "See Kelly, your Mom loves you and the way you're making
her feel.  Do you want to make her feel even better?" asked Anna.

Kelly was pleased she'd not hurt her Mom.  She also was excited that she
could bring pleasure to her Mom while also receiving pleasure from the touch
of her Mom's body.  "What would make her feel better," asked a curious
Kelly.

Anna, not wanting to pass up the next opportunity told her, "Kelly, the feel
of a warm, naked body tightly pressed against yours, especially a soft,
female body, is heavenly.  Just look at how content your Mother is.  Our
bodies touching creates a wonderful, warm feeling that makes you share a
closeness only felt when two women experience each other's bodies.  That's
why we do this in my country, it brings all the women together by sharing in
this special bond.  Why don't you join us and remove that night shirt?"

Kelly didn't know if she could do what Anna was asking her too.  She wasn't
completely comfortable with her nakedness in front of anyone.  "Come on
Kelly, join us," begged Anna.   Not giving another thought, Kelly reached
down and grabbed the hem of her night-shirt and pulled it over her head.
She hadn't put a bra on this morning; only her white cotton panties kept her
from being completely naked like the other two women. Anna smiled, Kelly had
such a look of innocence, yet her body was that of a woman, only a very
young woman.  It didn't escape Anna's eyes that Kelly's nipples were swollen
to almost double their size.  Kelly reached down and slipped her panties
down and off her long legs.  Anna observed that Kelly was just like her mom
in the vaginal hair department, only even less.  Her labia were small and
almost child like.

"Kelly, you're beautiful.  When's the last time your Mother saw you naked,"
asked Anna.  Kelly, still shy with her nudity, almost in a faint like voice
said, "Never!"  "Mrs. C., turn around and take a look at how your daughter
has matured into a lovely young lady," said Anna.  Turning Stacey around,
Anna pressed herself tightly against Mrs. C. again.  "Look Mrs. C., look at
her," directed Anna.  Lifting her eyes, Stacey saw her Kelly nude for the
first time in years.  Her young, youthful body looked fabulous.  At the same
time, Stacey felt a twinge of shame, starring at her daughter in a way most
men would.  She was sexually eyeing her own daughter.

I'll stop here...I'm tired and lost my motivation to continue.  Let me know
what you think.  I'm impressed by the number of women who have become fans
of my stories...worldwide.  Write me.  Laura