Date: Thu, 02 Jan 2003 13:39:07 -0500 From: laura adams Subject: It Started so Innocently, Chapter 7 Morning came quickly; Stacey had slept hard, and she was slow to awaken. Lazily, she went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, her hair and donned a thigh length robe over her nightshirt. Walking into the kitchen, she was relieved to find no one was up yet. She put some water on for coffee and sat at the table, reading the paper. Anna broke her solitude. Surprisingly; Anna was dressed in a nightshirt, similar to her own. Anticipating their usual morning greeting, Stacey was pleasantly surprised to see Anna take a seat across from her. "Good morning Mrs. C, how did you sleep last night?" asked Anna. Stacey looked at the girl; even in the morning she looked radiant, her eyes shining with a tint of royal blue, "I slept really hard; now I feel sort of lazy," Stacey responded. Anna leaned forward on the table; "Well, after our little time together last night, I slept really well, and I'm really looking forward to our time together tonight, aren't you Mrs. C?" smiled Anna. Hearing Anna's question quickly brought their evening's activities back to her, lying totally naked, in this teenage girl's arms like she was an infant nursing from her mother. Anna watched Mrs. C's face for any reaction to her question. She loved to play these games of manipulation with her. Smiling, she noticed a soft pink hue form on her cheeks; yep, she'd embarrassed her again. Any time she mentioned sex, or them together, Anna always got the same reaction. Stacey suddenly became very serious, "Anna, I think we should talk about what happened in my room last night. I don't know how that happened, but it shouldn't have. I shouldn't have made those promises to you, it was wrong of me," said Stacey, not once was she able to make eye contact with Anna. Anna smiled as she watched how difficult it was for Mrs. C to admit to her moment of weakness. "Mrs. C., a promise is a promise. Can you really sit there and tell me you didn't enjoy what we did together last night, it was sooooo much fun. You know what I think Mrs C., I think you really enjoyed reversing roles, me playing the Mother and you my daughter. Having you lying across my lap made me feel so different; it must have been the feeling a Mother enjoys when she bonds with her baby. Is that the way you felt when you breast fed Kelly?" asked Anna. As Stacey listened to Anna describe their encounter, she'd read her emotions like a book. Stacey felt that oh so familiar feeling begin to occur in the pit of her stomach; her thighs automatically squeezing together as she visualized what Anna had just described. Before she went any further, Stacey jumped into the conversation; if she didn't, she was afraid she'd become too excited and unable to deal with it; "Anna, I did enjoy being with you last night, but you really can't expect this little charade to continue, it's just not normal," said a pleading Stacey. Anna listened and then said, "Mrs. C, I saw the way you responded to my touch, the way your face lights up when you see my breasts; I felt it when you nursed from my breasts. Believe me Mrs C., I could tell you really enjoyed playing the role of being my daughter. Why can't you just submit to your feelings Mrs. C, why deny what you know is the truth!" Stacey sat back in her chair as she thought about what Anna had just said. Hearing her words describe exactly the feelings she'd denied for so long seemed to reinforce what she had been too afraid to admit too, especially after last night. She did enjoy being the one taken care of; she had for the last several years been the only adult in the family, having to make all the decisions. When she placed herself in the role as the child, and not the Mother, she actually felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders, at least while she acted out this role change. All the responsibilities associated with being an adult faded away; they no longer existed when she assumed the role of child. Looking up at Anna, she saw her big blue eyes staring, no, boring holes into her soul; she couldn't deny what Anna knew to be the truth. She found she could no longer deny the inevitable, taking a deep breath, she was about to say something which would surely change her life, and her relationship with this foreign exchange student, "Anna, no matter how hard I try to deny it, I have to admit to you that I did enjoy the role playing we did last night. I know it's wrong, I know an adult should not do things with a minor like we did, but it felt so good for me," said a surprised Stacey. She fell back into her chair, there, she'd said what she knew was right, no matter how wrong it was in society's eyes, she did enjoy being with Anna. A huge smiled splashed across Anna's face. Standing, she walked around the table and stood behind Mrs. C's chair, placing her hands softly on her shoulders, her fingers began to knead the tension she felt. Stacey, still leaning back, felt Anna's touch, it always felt so good, so comforting to her. She relaxed as Anna's fingers continued to caress her shoulders; now her neck. Anna's fingers worked a little higher, now caressing Stacey's ears and rubbing them ever so lightly, concentrating on her ear lobes, occasionally tugging them ever so gently. Stacey caught her moan, before it escaped her lips.... Anna knew her body so well. Anna's massage continued as her talented fingers slipped down Stacey's neck, across her shoulders, pausing on the upper part of her chest. Stacy was enjoying the talented touch of this teenager and hadn't noticed Anna's hands had changed places; Anna began to rub her chest just above her breasts. As Anna's hands began a slow, wide sweeping circular pattern across her chest, Stacey felt that familiar softness of Anna's breasts as they pressed against the back of her head. Anna said, "Does my little girl enjoy having her body rubbed by her Momma?" She was testing Stacey, seeing if she'd play along with her this morning. To her surprise, Anna was delighted when she heard Mrs. C's response, "Yes Momma, it feels so wonderful." Stacey couldn't believe her response, it just came out. Taking this as a sign of acceptance, Anna let her wandering hands drop just a little lower, so as she continued her circular massage, her hands now passed over Stacey's breasts. She was pleased to feel the hard, sharp points of Stacey's nipples against the palms of her hands as they glided across her breasts. Stacey gasped when she felt Anna's hands touch her nipples. Her intimate touch had taken her by surprise, the contact was electrifying, so bold. Stacey should have pushed her little hands away, but it felt sooo goood! Her concentration was totally focused on those small hands making a circular pattern across her chest. Surprising herself, she thrust her chest out to meet her MOM's hands. Anna smiled and said, "That's a good little girl, Momma is so happy her little girl enjoys it when she touches her." Emboldened by Stacey's acceptance, Anna stopped pretending to be simply massaging her; placing the her hands directly in front of Stacey's breast, with her palms facing toward her, Anna began a slow, up and down/back and forth motion, lightly grazing each nipple with the palms of her hands. Unbelievable, was the only word Stacey could think of to describe what she was feeling. Her nipples seemed to grow with each stroke; they'd never felt this hard before. With her shoulders pushed back and sitting upright in the chair, her breasts were in a perfect position to receive the maddening strokes from her MOM. If she kept this up very much longer, Stacey was afraid she'd be unable to control what would surely happen; she'd have an orgasm. When she felt Anna stop her nipple massage, Stacey was beside herself, she was so close to cummming. "Can my little Stacey tilt her head back a little for Mom?" asked Anna. This was the first the she'd addressed Mrs. C by her first name. Watching, she saw Mrs. C tilt her head back, her face now looking up at the ceiling. "You're such a little angel. Momma thought you might be hungry this morning Stacey?" said Anna. Stacey opened her eyes as Anna began pulling her nightshirt up and away from her body. From her sitting position, Stacey was barely able to see beneath it; the undersides of Anna's large breasts were just visible to her wanting eyes. She wished she could see her nipples; were they as hard as she was able to make them last night, thought Stacey? Stacey knew what Anna really meant when she asked her if she was hungry, and she knew what her answer would be; she wanted those lovely breasts in her mouth again, just like last night. Nodding her head, Stacey said, "Yes Momma, your little girl is very hungry." The embarrassment from last night was gone as she watched Anna continue to pull her nightshirt over her head. With her arms held high above her head, Anna's breasts looked like they were actually pointing up at the ceiling...they were so beautiful, thought Stacey. Anna cupped each of her breasts as she leaned forward, "I know my little girl's hungry, open your mouth and Momma will feed you her special meal," said Anna as she brought her left nipple down over Stacey's mouth. Watching, Anna saw Stacey's pretty lips part in anticipation of her nipple being fed to her. She moaned as she felt Stacey's lips lock onto her nipple and begin to nurse. Anna wished her breasts really were full of milk. The thought did not pass without further consideration; maybe with Mrs. C's help, it might just be possible. She'd heard Mrs. C talk about a family friend who was a physician.... maybe it would be possible. The tingling sensation caused by Stacey's nursing spread down between Anna's legs causing her to squirm as she fed Stacey her breast. Mrs. C, no her little girl, was really sucking hard on her nipples now. Pulling her nipple free, Anna said, "Stacey, that must really be uncomfortable in that position, let me help you," said Anna as she walked around and stood in front of Stacey. Looking up, Stacey saw Anna in all her naked splendor. As she watched, Anna placed her thighs on the outside of each of Stacey's, in effect straddling them as she lowered herself onto Stacey's lap. As she moved into position, Stacey caught of glimpse of Anna's sex, her large labia appeared very swollen. In this position, Anna's breasts were poised directly in front of Stacey's face; it also exposed Anna's sex completely to Stacey, her pouty, hairless lips barely visible to Stacey's roaming eyes. Anna smiled when she caught Stacey taking a quick look between her legs. Cupping her breast, Anna guided them to Stacey's waiting mouth, "There, isn't this much easier for my little girl," smiled Anna. Stacey didn't have to answer, her mouth eagerly opened to accept the breast being offered to her by her pretend Mother. Hearing Anna speak to her as if she was her Mother sounded foreign to Stacey, yet her immediate reaction was to take her beautiful breasts into her mouth; it seemed to make everything alright, as she continued to nurse. She felt so loved, so taken care of, it was as if she really was the child and Anna her Mom. Maybe this was her way of dealing with a female-to-female relationship Stacey had been struggling with for sometime now. If she was able to accept a relationship like this, one which was more like a game between two young girls, maybe she could be more accepting of it rather than admitting to an out and out lesbian relationship. Could that be why she'd so readily accepted it??? As Anna watched Stacey nurse from her breast, she said, "Stacey, why don't you hold my breast for yourself as you nurse from it?" asked Anna. Without saying a word, Stacey reached out and encircled one of Anna's breasts. Anna heard and felt Stacey's moan through her breast when her fingers made contact with her breast. Anna watched as Stacey's hands gently encircled her breast, exploring the globe as she began a milking motion, starting at the base of it and pulling downward as if to draw the milk down to her mouth. Stacey loved the feel of Anna's breasts, both in her hands and in her mouth. Her flesh almost tasted sweet. They felt so soft, yet firm at the same time. She could feel Anna's heart beating through her breast as she nursed from it. Stacey was content to just nurse from her, she loved the feel of Anna's hard nipple inside her mouth. While holding the elongated nipple in her mouth, Stacey began to run her tongue across it as held the nipple trapped between her lips, bathing it just like she would have liked done to her own if someone was sucking on her nipples. Back and forth her tongue played across Anna's nipple. Stacey couldn't help but wonder what Anna's milk would taste like if she really could produce milk; would it be sweet, salty or ??? Pausing for just a moment, Stacey released the nipple from her mouth; she had to see if the nipple had taken on the same color and size as it had last night. Would it look the same as she remembered it? Focusing on Anna's breast, Stacey smiled by what greeted her; the nipple was dark red and elongated, just like last night. Leaning forward, she again sucked the entire nipple and part of the breast into her warm mouth, only to hear a moan escape from Anna's lips. Stacey smiled to herself knowing it was her who had caused that moan. "That's my little girl, let's switch breast, this one's just about empty," said Anna, continuing to play the role of the Mother. As she pulled her nipple free of Stacey's mouth, Anna heard a popping sound from Stacey's lips as the nipple popped free. She smiled when she heard Stacey whimper, it was as if she really enjoyed nursing from her breasts. "It's okay baby, Momma has another full breast just for her hungry girl," smiled Anna as bent forward and fed Stacey her other breast. Stacey didn't hear Kelly walk into the kitchen. Kelly looked over and recognized Anna from the back; what was she doing sitting with her back to the table and why was she naked from the waist up? Walking around to her side, she suddenly found out why...she was completely naked, sitting astride her Mother's lap, feeding her breast to her!!! Kelly didn't move, what was going on, she thought? Her mind was having a hard time trying to rationalize what was happening; she felt those familiar feelings of jealousy rise up within her. Anna was receiving her Mom's undivided attention and she was doing those sexual things with Anna again. Yet, seeing her Mom sucking on Anna's breasts brought back the memory of watching her and Anna's morning greetings; they really turned her on. Anna noticed Kelly now standing at her side looking at them, "Hello Kelly," said Anna, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Stacey, on the other hand, stopped her nursing and looked up at her daughter; not saying a word, her face a bright red now. "Kelly, don't look so surprised, your Mom and I were just pretending; I was the Mother and she was my child, sort of like when you were young and your Mom breast-fed you. You probably don't recall it, but Mrs. C was just telling me how much she enjoyed having you nurse from her; weren't you Mrs. C?" asked Anna. Stacey, caught again in a compromising situation, looked down at the floor while she spoke, "Anna and I were just pretending honey, can you understand that?" She was about to continue her explanation, when her eyes paused on the vee between Anna's legs. Anna's position provided Stacey a partial view of her sex. Stacey hadn't been this close to Anna's sex since the photo shoot when she was spread-eagled before her. Kelly looked down at her Mom and Anna; this was by far the most erotic scene she'd ever observed between the two. Kelly wondered why her Mother wasn't looking at her; then she noticed the direction of her Mom's stares. From where she was standing, Kelly didn't have the same view as her Mom, but she could imagine what she was looking at... between Anna's legs. Kelly felt those familiar twinges of jealousy, but they didn't last long; she couldn't blame her Mom though, Anna's body was something to behold. Kelly didn't respond to her Mom's question, she was too consumed by the sight of Anna's naked form. From her position, she was able to admire Anna's smooth, curved back that flowed into the small flat plain, just above the swell of her bottom. She was also able to admire the profile of Anna's large breasts, resting high on her chest. Kelly was jealous Anna's endowment, and the way she flaunted them, especially before her Mom. What Kelly didn't understand was her Mom was incapable of resisting her attraction to them. For a moment, it was as if time stood still, not a word was spoken between them. Anna broke the silence, "Mrs. C., why don't we continue this later; I think you and Kelly might want to be alone so you can talk." Anna rose from Mrs. C's lap and slipped her nightshirt over her head. Without saying a word, she left the room. Stacey watched as Anna walked out of the room; turning she spoke to her daughter, "Honey, I know how this must look but"...before she could finish her sentence Kelly blurted out, "I thought you weren't going to do this again? I come in and find you kissing Anna's breasts...what's with that Mom, or should I say baby Stacy!!!" Kelly was surprised by the manner in which she addressed her Mom. This was the first time in her life she'd ever spoken to her this way. Stacey looked at her daughter in disbelief; "Kelly, I know I have disappointed you by my actions, but don't you dare speak to me in that manner again, do you understand! I'm sorry I let this happen, but please let me explain to you "why" it happened, do you think you can sit down and listen to me so I can explain?" asked Stacey. Kelly was so mad at her Mom, but she consented as she sat down. "Mom, I'm sorry for speaking to you that way," apologized Kelly. Stacey smiled at her little girl and said, "Thank you Kelly. I don't know how to begin and explain why I do the things I do with Anna, it just seems like I'm powerless to resist her. In the beginning, I really fought hard to resist; to deny the feelings I was experiencing when she touched me, but as time past, I'm beginning to understand my emotions, at least I think I do. This little charade we're playing out is sort of my escape from reality. Since your Dad left us, I've had to deal with everything by myself. When Anna pretends to be my Mom, a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders. When I'm acting out the role of her daughter, I'm free of all those responsibilities...can you understand that?" asked Stacey. Kelly sat and listened to her Mom's explanation; did she really say what she thought she said? Was she really saying she was going to continue to play out this role of being Anna's daughter?? Kelly thought for a moment, then said, "Mom, are you saying you're now Anna's daughter," asked a puzzled Kelly. "What I'm saying is, there will/may be times I'll take on the role as her daughter. I know it's a lot to ask of you to accept and understand, but I feel so free when I'm acting pretending to be her daughter and I'd ask you to try and understand. I'll do my best to protect you from our sessions; I'd prefer we don't involve you in our little charade. Can I count on your support Kelly, please, for me?" Kelly didn't know what she was agreeing too, but she wanted her Mom to be happy, so she nodded her head in agreement and hugged her Mom, "I'll do my best Mom, no matter how strange I think this is," said Kelly. Stacey hugged her back; I guess that is all I can expect from her, thought Stacey. That evening, all three sat at the table and ate dinner. Their conversation was nothing special; the topic of their relationship was not brought up. When they were clearing the dishes from the table, Anna and Stacey were standing at the kitchen counter doing the dishes while Kelly was drying. Anna handed Stacey a plate to wash and said, "Stacey, after we're done, I want you to take your bath." Kelly almost dropped the plate she was drying when she heard Anna's comment. "Stacey looked over at Kelly, giving her a knowing smile, and said, "Ok MOM." Anna looked at Kelly as well, to gauge her reaction; nothing, not a word or a roll of her eyes. Great, thought Anna. Smiling, Anna continued, "Stacey, I want you to run your bath water and I'll be up to wash you in just a minute." Stacey didn't say a word; she finished up washing the dishes and went upstairs. It wasn't long before both girls heard the bath water running. "Kelly, I know this is hard for you to try and understand, but you need to understand that your Mom is still "your" Mom. I'm only doing this for her. She asked me if I would be willing to help her relief some the pressures she'd been under. She suggested I play the role of Mom and she'd pretend to be my daughter. So I agreed, because she wanted me too," said a lying Anna. Kelly looked at Anna, her explanation supported what her Mom had just told her...Anna was doing this for her Mom, not herself. Maybe her Mom was under a great deal of pressure and needed a form of relief like this; but why this path? Kelly would have to do her best to accept the relationship. Anna ran upstairs; excited by what was about to occur this evening. She hurried into her room, undressed and slipped on her terrycloth robe. Knocking on Mrs C's door, she heard her say come in. As she entered the room, Anna assumed the role of Mom. Closing the door behind her, she saw Mrs C sitting on the bed, dressed in a similar robe. "Is my little girl ready for her bath," asked Anna. Without hesitation, Stacey responded, "Yes Mom, I've already run the bath water, just like you said," said Stacey, eagerly assuming her role as the daughter. "Stacey, before we begin, I think it's important to establish a few ground rules. As your Mother, it's important you understand and accept that I know what's best for you, no matter what you might feel or think, I am the authority figure and I expect you to obey my every word. Can you accept these terms of our relationship while we're carrying out this role reversal?" asked Anna. Stacey listened to the rules of the arrangement; if she agreed, she'd have to do everything Anna asked of her. As she sat on the bed, Stacey thought about the ground rules just outlined by Anna. She had two choices; one, tell Anna no and the arrangement would end, or accept her rules and have to live by them. Stacey wasn't ready to call it quits; without giving it any further thought, Stacey said, "Mom, I agree, you know what's best for me and I'll follow your rules." Anna smiled and patted Stacey on the head, "That's my little girl. Ok, let's go take our bath." Both women walked into the bathroom; Anna watched Stacey's bottom sway from side to side as they walked. Standing in the bathroom, Anna said, "Stacey, let's get rid of that robe and hop into the tubby." With a little hesitation, Stacey's shaking fingers began to unknot the belt and slide the robe off her shoulders, allowing it to settle at her feet; she was naked beneath the robe. Anna didn't take off her robe, she wanted Stacey to be the only one naked, at least for now. Having Stacey standing naked before her gave Anna a sense of power over the older woman. She knew how humiliating it could be, being the only one in the room without her clothes on. "Hop into the tub Stacey and let's get started." Anna watched as Stacey stepped into the tub; her body was exquisite. "Stacey, to make this game more realistic, I think you need to look the part of my little girl. Little girls don't have hair on their legs, under their arms, or between their legs. So, first, let's get rid of that," said Anna. Opening the drawer of the vanity, Anna extracted a tube of depilatory cream, "Stand up Stacey so I can remove all that itchy hair." Stacey, in all her naked splendor, stood for her Mom; watching as Anna squeezed a generous portion of the cream into the palms of her hands. Anna began to apply it to Stacey's body, by first applying the cream to her ankles, moving up past her calves, then her knees, stopping only to squeeze more cream into her hands, she continued her journey past the knee to the inside of Stacey's thighs, proceeding an inch at a time, until both hands reached the apex of her thighs. "Stacey, you're going to have to spread those little thighs if I'm going to get the rest of that hair, ok?" asked Anna. Stacey couldn't believe she was allowing Anna to do this to her, yet she did agree to put herself into this young girl's hands; blushing profusely, Stacey spread her legs a couple of inches. "Come on little girl, don't keep your Mom waiting, spread them now!" barked Anna. Stacey jumped when she heard Anna raise her voice. She immediately took a step to the side with one foot, effectively spreading herself open for her Mom. "That's a good girl, now let Mom apply the rest of the cream. We've got to be careful so as not to get this inside of your body, so hold still," said Anna. With the cream in the palm of her hand, Anna reached out and cupped Stacey's sex, it was the first time she'd actually touched the older woman's sex. Taking her time, Anna held her hand tightly against her vulva, pretending to be careful so as not to penetrate her with the cream. Anna felt the heat emanate from Stacey's sex, her pouty lips filled with blood, her inner labia spread before on their own as Anna's fingers framed the slit of her sex. After finishing the application of the cream, Anna stood and told Stacey to raise her arms so she could remove the hair stubble from under her arms. Stacey complied. With her arms placed behind her head, Stacey's breasts were prominently displayed for Anna; what a sight, those full globes resting high on her chest, her nipples hard and extended with excitement. Anna smiled as she observed the grown woman standing before her. Stacey, no matter how embarrassing this situation was for her, couldn't deny the feeling she felt of being desired by Anna. She was the one being pampered instead of being the pamperor; she felt special and cared for, even if this situation was out of the ordinary. Stacey felt a sexual bond beginning to build between the two. The sight of Anna's beautiful body, the touch of her talented fingers, her constant touching of her most sensitive and private parts of her body, had worn her resistance down and had finally achieved their intended effect, both mentally and physically. Stacey would do what her new "MOM" asked of her. Having completed the application, Anna directed Stacey to first step into the shower to wash the cream off. As the warm water flowed over Stacey's body, she watched as her body hair flowed down the drain. Anna also watched and after a few minutes, told Stacey to step from the shower. As Stacey turned to exit, Anna got a glimpse of her work; her pubes were completely hairless, accentuating an already full set of labia; they were as smooth as a baby's. "Stacey, let's see how well the depilatory worked," said Anna. Taking her hand, she reached out and touched Stacey's sex. Stacey caught her breath at the initial contact of her Mom's hand; the sensation was totally new to her. Even though she had had only a sparse covering of hair before, with it now gone, her private area seemed hyper-sensitive to the touch. "Spread your legs darling, I want to be sure we got all that itchy hair," said Anna as she cupped Stacey's hairless sex. Pretending to feel for hair, Anna took the opportunity to feel Mrs C's sex, openly caressing her. Looking up at her face, Anna was pleased to see Stacey's eyes had closed, with her head bent down, Anna confirmed her suspicions, yes, she was enjoying her touch. "Stacey, doesn't it feel good when Momma touches you between your legs?" asked Anna. Stacey felt light headed as her new Mom checked to see if her hair was really gone. Her touch was wonderful as Stacey felt her Mom's fingers begin to separate the thick lips of her sex. She blushed as she felt her fingers part the folds of her labia; her juices quickly covered her Mom's' fingers as her juices began to flow more freely. She couldn't remember ever being so wet as she was now. Stacey tried, but couldn't suppress a moan when she felt Anna's fingers glide past her sex and continue between her legs until they came into contact with her little rosebud nestled deeply between the cheeks of her bottom. Anna was cherishing this opportunity Stacey had presented to her; she would now have her way with Mrs C. Anna had waited for over a month for this opportunity and now the time had come; she wouldn't waste the opportunity. Her breath quickened as her fingers explored Stacey's sex; she could take her time, she wasn't worried about being told to stop, Stacey was hers, free to explore all of her body; and she would. Slipping her dripping fingers through Stacey's sex, she positioned them over Stacey's little star. With her fingertip poised over her opening, Anna gently pressed it against her opening. Being careful not to penetrate her, Anna slowly slid her fingers back through Stacey's sex, moistening her fingertips with more of Stacey's juices, she repeated the motion of sliding them through her legs coming to rest at her rear opening again. Anna continued this sawing motion, back and forth through Stacey's excited sex and bottom. Stacey began to squirm from her Mom's caresses. She was finding it difficult to remain still. Her Mom's fingers were driving her mad; if she didn't quit soon, Stacey wouldn't be able to stop her approaching orgasm. Anna continued to work her fingers in the pool of pre-orgasmic juices flowing freely from Stacey's sex. Anna knew her orgasm was close as she observed Stacey's excited sex, her inner lips clearly visible, her erect clit protruding from her slit, the muscles in her legs flexed, her little toes now pointing in the air; all clear signs of her impending orgasm. Anna knew what was needed to help Stacey achieve their first orgasm together; extending her thumb, she began to lightly rub it across Stacey's extended clitoris. Stacey was drowning in her feelings of arousal; it had been sooo long since she'd had anyone bring her to this level of arousal. Her morning encounters with Anna had been exciting, but quick. This was better than her encounter with Beth as well. Anna was so experienced for such a young girl, thought Stacey as she prepared for what she knew would be an earth shattering orgasm. When she felt Anna's thumb begin to strum her excited clitoris, Stacey gave up all resistance and if it was going to happen, she couldn't stop it now. The feeling began in her toes and rose up between her thighs, spreading in her tummy and rise into her breasts; they'd never felt so swollen, her pre-orgasmic feelings were taking control of her body, her nipples ached in the most pleasant way, as the intensity of the approaching orgasm built to a fever pitch. Anna smiled as she felt Stacey's thighs clamp shut, trapping her fingers tightly between them. Stacey's hips involuntarily thrust forward in an attempt to draw the maximum pleasure from her orgasm; her legs quivered almost uncontrollably as her orgasm was just about to happen. Anna looked up at her face, she looked so beautiful, but she decided she tease her a little longer, and deny her of her much needed orgasm. Pulling her fingers free of her sex, Anna smiled as she watched the expression change on Stacey's face from one of pure pleasure to one of pure disapproval. Stacey opened her eyes; why had her Mom removed her fingers and made that wonderful feeling go away, leaving her in desperate need of release. She felt a tear flow down her cheek. She'd been taken to such a high orgasmic state and then stopped! Anna stood and looked into her eyes, she looked so helpless and in need of her to let her cummm. Leaning forward on her tip-toes, Anna kissed the tear away. As their eyes met, Anna slowly brought her lips to Stacey's and kissed her softly on the mouth. Stacey watched as her Mom's face came closer, her image blurred as she felt her soft, full lips meet hers; Stacey willingly accepted her kiss. She felt her Mom's hands slip around her waist and come to rest on the flat plain above her bottom. The kiss became more sensual as she felt Anna's tongue bathe her lips in a slow tongue bath. Stacey, having ALMOST experienced the best orgasms of her life (at least that's what she thought), let herself go and enjoy the attention, no matter what that might be, Anna was giving her. Slipping her arms around Anna's neck, Stacey offered herself totally to her Mom. Anna felt Stacey respond to her kiss; especially when she felt her tighten her grip on the back of her neck and hold her lips tightly to hers. The kiss seemed to bring them closer together as it continued for some time. Anna's hands slipped down and grasp Stacey's bottom, her cheeks felt so warm and firm in her little hands as she began to knead the flesh. Stacey pushed her bottom into the hands of her Mom, enjoying her touch. Ending the kiss, Anna asked, "Does my little girl enjoy the way her Momma touches her?" Stacey opened her eyes and looked down at her Mom and said, "Yes Momma, it feels wonderful!" Stacey wasn't ashamed to admit it; she really had enjoyed her Mom's touch. "I think you're ready to get into the bath now before the water gets cold," said Anna. Stepping back, she slowly removed her robe before her daughter; she wanted Stacey to see her naked, knowing the effect her body had on her daughter. Stacey watched her Mom shed her robe; her body was so beautiful. As she openly admired her beauty, Anna smiled and said, "Do you like the way your Momma looks?" Cupping her breasts, she lifted them toward Stacey, "I know how much you enjoy nursing from Momma's breasts," said Stacey as she tweaked her swollen nipples. Stacey only nodded her agreement as she watched her Mom bring her nipples to erection. She loved her Mom's breasts. Anna decided the time was right to ask Stacey, now in her moment of weakness and need, that question she'd been meaning to ask for a couple of days now, "Darling, I know how much you enjoy nursing from my breasts. Wouldn't you enjoy it even more if you could actually feed from them, just like a real Mom would feed her baby?" asked Anna. Stacey broke off her stare and gave her Mom a puzzled look, "What do you mean Mom?" asked Stacey. "I want to be able to feed my little girl real milk from my breasts. I know you have a doctor friend who could make it happen. I read on the internet that a doctor can give a new Mother a shot to help her body begin to produce milk when she has difficulty getting her milk to start. Won't you speak to your doctor friend for us, it would mean a lot to your Mother Stacey, " said Anna. Stacey couldn't believe what she'd just been asked to do. She couldn't ask the doctor to do that; what would she say? What excuse could she possibly use? The thought, however, intrigued her; what would it feel like to be able to suckle from her Mom's breasts? "How would I ask her? What would I say?" asked Stacey. Was she really beginning to accept the idea? Anna smiled at her naked daughter and said, "I want you to invite her over to the house tomorrow for dinner and leave the rest to me. Now come on, let's get your bath done." Just like that, with no discussion, the topic was ended; Stacey was expected to do as her Mother had requested. The next morning, Stacey couldn't believe it, but she was dialing the number of her doctor, Lisa Williams. She'd met Lisa at one of her husband's work functions and they'd gone out to dinner a couple of times since. They weren't the best of friends; more like acquaintances. As the number rang, she heard the receptionist answer the phone, "Hello, Dr Williams office, how may I help you?" Stacey froze for a moment and then said, "Hello, this is Mrs. Craig, I was wondering if the Doctor was available to speak with me. Please ask her if she'd be so kind to come to the phone." The receptionist placed her on hold and in a couple of minutes, Stacey heard Dr Williams say, "Hello Stacey, how have you been? It's been a long time since we've spoken." Stacey proceeded to make small talk and then ask her if she'd be free for dinner tonight? Lisa told her it was short notice and she already had an engagement for the evening with her husband, but they would be able to join her tomorrow evening. Stacey said, "Lisa, I was wondering if it could just be us girls sitting around the table, would that upset you?" Dr Williams said it was fine. As she hung up the phone, Stacey didn't know if she could go through with her Mom's plan. The next morning, Stacey made arrangements for Kelly to spend the night at a friend's. She didn't want her around and have to try and explain what she was doing. She decided to prepare a simple dinner; she'd be too nervous to try something complicated. As the time approached, Stacey went to her room to get dressed; as she slipped her sweats off, there was a soft knock at the door. Before she could say hold on, the door opened. Not waiting for a response, Anna simply walked in and saw Stacey standing in her bra and panties. "Stacey, before Dr Williams arrives, I want to make sure you're dressed appropriately for our dinner engagement. As your Mother, I want to help you pick out the outfit that best highlights my little girl's beauty." Stacey stared at her in disbelief; is Anna really serious? "Anna, I don't think now is the time too"....before she could finish her sentence, Anna broke in and said, "Stacey, I won't have you speak to me in that manner; I decide when I assume this role, not you! Do you understand!" Stacey immediately noticed a change come over Anna. She looked like she was mad, her eyes were glaring at her; she looked like she was about to burst. Anna again spoke before Stacey had an opportunity to answer her question, "If you want to continue this relationship Stacey, you'll do as you're told, when you're told. Have you already forgotten what you agreed too? Let me refresh your memory. You agreed to do everything I said; the option to back out is no longer an option; you owe me Stacey. Do I have to remind you that it was you who sent me to that lesbian Beth who practically raped me!" The guilt quickly rose up within Stacey; Anna was right. She did send her into the arms of a lesbian who took advantage of a minor. She owed Anna. She'd do what Anna said, just like she agreed to do when she signed onto this arrangement. In an apologetic tone, Stacey said, "I'm sorry Mom." Anna looked at her, she wasn't going to let Stacey off that easy. "That's what I want to hear, and to help you remember your little indiscretion, I think you need to punished. Bring that chair from the vanity and place it in the center of the room," said Anna. Stacey stood in place, what was she talking about needing to be punished. "Get the chair now Stacey and put it where I told you!" Stacey reluctantly did as she was told. Anna walked over and sat on the armless chair. Motioning for Stacey to come over, she said, "To make sure you don't disobey me again, lay across my lap young lady and take your punishment!" Was she serious? I'm a grown woman. Stacey just stood there, not complying with her Mom's guidance. Anna stood up and grabbed Stacey by her pony tail and jerked her head back, pulling her down as she sat down in the chair. She literally was able to draw Stacey across her lap into the position she had directed her to assume earlier. "I'll not tolerate such disobedience in my little girl," said Anna. Stacey's head hurt from having her hair pulled. Here she was, the adult, lying across the lap of a teenager about to receive her first spanking, at least as far as she could remember. She had never spanked Kelly and couldn't imagine what awaited her; it was that unknown and her vulnerability that she feared most. Anna admired Stacey's backside so prominently displayed before her; her bikini panties framing her bottom so nicely. Reaching out, Anna placed her hand on the back of Stacey's neck and pushed her head down further, causing her to face the floor and her bottom to rise up into the air. "For your indiscretion little one, you'll receive your first spanking of probably many if you continue to misbehave. I'll try not to be too hard on my little girl, but it's important you learn your lesson. In order for me to spank you, I'll need to move your panties to the side, said Anna. Slipping her fingers into the legbands of Stacey's panties, she pulled up on the skimpy material and slipped it into the crack of her bottom, making it appear Stacey was wearing a thong. Grasping the waistband, Anna tugged hard on it; the effect was immediate as Stacey's head raised up into the air. By pulling on the waistband, Anna knew she'd be drawing the crotch material tightly into Stacey's sex, and right across her already sensitive clitoris.. She'd intentionally placed the chair in this position, because to her right was a free standing dressing mirror which provided her an unobstructed view of both of them. Looking to her right, she saw the intended effect of her action; the lips of Stacey's sex were separated by the crotch material of her panties...what a succulent sight it made. She knew what Stacey must be feeling at the moment. Anna looked down at Stacey's lovely bottom; she knew the longer she kept her waiting, the more uncomfortable she'd become. Placing her hand on the small of Stacey's back, she raised her right hand into the air; just before striking, she said, "I hope you remember that I'm doing this for you." Before Stacey had time to consider her words, she felt the sting from her Mom's hand as it landed harshly on the right cheek of her bottom. Stacey's head bolted up into the air, her long legs shooting straight out, as the pain radiated from her bottom; across her entire body. That really hurt, thought Stacey. Without giving her time to recover, Anna slapped her bottom again. This time it was worse. By Stacey tensing up and flexing her buttocks, she unknowingly caused the slap to feel twice as bad. Anna continued to rein down one slap after another on Stacey's tensed bottom. Her flesh almost felt hot to her touch as she continued to punish her little girl's tender bottom. Anna could see her handprints appear on Stacey's once white bottom after each slap was applied. Anna's hand began to feel numb from the power of her slaps she was administering to her little girl. Stacey had never felt such pain in her life. Anna was merciless in her spanking. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. Initially, the pain was almost too much to bear; she begged her Mom to go easy on her..."Mom, please, I've learned my lesson, please stop Mom, it hurts soooo much!" But the blows continued to fall on her sore bottom. Then, the strangest thing began to occur. The pain was actually beginning to subside and in its place, a warm glowing sensation began to occur between her legs. The sensation confused her; no longer was it one of pain, but the beginning of a more pleasant feeling. Stacey actually began to relax, the spanking now didn't hurt like it did in the beginning; in fact, she was beginning to enjoy it! Anna immediately felt the change in Stacey's demeanor; her bottom was no longer tense, her globes began to shake as her hand made contact with them. Stacey had stopped begging her to quit spanking her; her cheek now rested against her calf, she actually felt Stacey's fingers as they began to caress her calves; and her legs were now relaxed. Anna stopped spanking her to observe Stacey's reaction. Anna began to slowly knead the rosy flesh of Stacey's bottom. She was surprised when she felt Stacey push her bottom into her hands. Anna smiled, her spanking had taken its toll on Stacey. Anna wondered if her reaction had produced the desired effect she was hoping for; reaching down, Anna grasped the band of material separating Stacey's bottom and removed it. She then slipped her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs and off her feet. Her hand slowly slid up the inside of Stacey's leg, past her calf, up along her thigh; it was then Anna felt a trace of moisture. Pulling Stacey's thigh towards her stomach, she separated her thighs a little farther apart. As her fingers continued their journey upward, she was pleased to find a very moist area, right where her thighs joined her bottom. Stacey was aroused from the spanking she'd just given her! Placing her palm in an upward position, she cupped Stacey's sex, pleased to find a very wet labia, the entire area was wet with her juices. As she cupped her sex, she heard Stacey moan, "I think my little girl enjoyed her punishment a little too much. Stacey, you are really wet between your legs. Did you climax from the spanking I just gave you?" Stacey knew she was wet; she'd just experienced a mild orgasm. Earlier, her body had been brought to such a high state of excitement; that the spanking brought out this reaction in her. To her surprise, the pain initially felt in the beginning subsided, leaving her with the most pleasant feeling between her legs. The more she was spanked, the wetter she became until finally she couldn't control herself. Her orgasm came out of nowhere. Why would being spanked arouse her? Did she really enjoy being spanked to the point of actually achieving an orgasm? Stacey never thought pain would lead to pleasure. Was this a new side of herself coming to the surface that she was just discovering? The blood flowing to her head in this position was making her lightheaded; or was it the force of her orgasm?? Anna was sure the moisture that coated her fingers was more than pre-cum. Stacey must have just cumm! With her legs spread, Anna continued to stroke Stacey's sex, her fingers easily finding their target; Stacey's erect clit at the top of her slit. Anna used a bowling ball type of grip to cup Stacey's sex...with her fingers entrenched deeply between her swollen labia, Anna poised her thumb at the entrance to her sex, gently teasing it, until she felt Stacey's inner lips spread, allowing her thumb easy access to her warm canal. Anna slipped her thumb in to its maximum depth, feeling the heat radiating from the walls of her sex. She could actually feel her excited sex clutch at her thumb. Stacey was really turned on. After approximately 10 slow, penetrating strokes, Anna extracted her thumb and lightly rubbed it along the entrance to Stacey's rosebud, nestled deeply between the well spanked cheeks of her bottom. Anna felt her cheeks clench, trapping her thumb. The more Anna stroked her rosebud, the more accustomed Stacey became to her touch. Anna again returned her thumb to her sex and dipped in deeply into her pool of juices; extracting the wet digit, she returned it to Stacey's bottom, her juice acting as a lubricant for her eventual penetration of her most private, personal area. Posing her thumb at the entrance, Anna pushed gently until she felt Stacey relax enough to allow her thumb access; she was really tight thought Anna as her thumb continued to probe her backside. Stacey gasped when she felt her Mom's thumb pressing against her bottom. This was the first time anyone had attempted to gain access to her bottom and the sensation was not all that unpleasant. She was surprised at how easy her Mom was able to penetrate her bottom; once inside, the feeling was overpowering. Stacey had never thought of this area of her body as being an erogenous zone, but as she felt her Mom's finger slipping deeper into her bottom, she soon learned otherwise. Anna had accomplished her goal of obtaining the bowling ball grip, her fingers cupping her sex while stroking her clit, her thumb buried in her bottom. It was the fastest orgasm Stacey had ever experienced as she felt full in both holes of her body. Anna masterfully brought her daughter to a powerful orgasm as she watched her squirm on her legs. Anna allowed Stacey time to recover before having her stand. Stacey was somewhat lightheaded as she stood only in her bra before her naked Mom still seated in the chair. She wasn't sure if her light-headedness was from the spanking she'd just received, or her orgasm, or from having her head down so long. Whatever the reason, her bottom still felt warm and tingly, and Stacey was completely satisfied. "Now that you've received your spanking, let's get you dressed for our Doctor friend, said Anna, I think you'll dress as my daughter tonight." Stacey, without thinking, said "You can't be serious Anna!" As the words left her lips, Stacey realized she'd just committed a big mistake. Anna looked up at her from her seat, her eyes conveyed exactly what Stacey had feared, she'd misspoke and now she was going to pay for it. "I see my little girl didn't learn her lesson, and so soon after just being punished. You disappoint me Stacey; kneel down in front of your Mother," commanded Anna. Stacey knew better than to disobey her Mom, as she kneeled before her. "Unhook that bra," commanded Anna. Stacey reached behind her and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her arms and laying it at her side. Her breasts felt swollen and her nipples tingled from the cool air in the room. "Clasp your hands behind your head Stacey, said Anna. You are too keep your hands clasped behind your head until I tell you to relax; now arch your back and thrust those big tits of yours out for me!" Stacey, surprised by her Mom's choice of terms used to describe her body, did as she was told. What a sight she made, thought Anna. "Apparently I need to show my little girl who's the boss in this family," said Anna. Leaning forward, she swung her hand and slapped Stacey across her breast. Stacey's face grimaced as her breasts slapped together from the force of the blow; it stung like crazy. As her breasts jiggled violently, Anna's left hand landed on her right breast. Stacey was fighting hard to keep her hands behind her head, the force of her Mom's slaps were getting harder. Slap after slap hit their target; Stacey's breasts were a bright pink now, and yet her nipples were beginning to respond to the contact. Stacey found those feelings begin to stir in her loins; she was becoming excited again. Involuntarily, she arched her back out a little further. Her actions didn't go unnoticed by Anna as she was surprised to see her breasts being pushed out even further; it was as if Stacey was offering her a better target to hit. Anna, not to disappoint her little girl, reacted by increasing the speed and power of her blows; Stacey's breasts were literally crashing into one another. After about 2 minutes of breast slapping, Anna stopped, not because she wanted too, but because her arms were getting tired. Stopping, Anna surveyed her work, Stacey's breasts were decorated with her handprints all over them, but most interesting was the state of Stacey's nipples. There were dark red, almost purplish in color and were extended at least a half an inch. Stacey, still with her hands behind her head, watched as her Mom leaned forward and said, "Stacey, I hope you understand now that I will not tolerate your disobedience!" As she spoke, her fingers were busy tweaking and pulling on each of Stacey's sensitive nipples. Stacey managed to keep her hands locked behind her head; her Mom's magical fingers kept up their nipple massage for over a minute. "I think it's time to get ready for our guest Stacey, are you going to let me pick out the outfit you're going to wear this evening?" asked Anna. Stacey found it hard to speak, her nipples felt so wonderful, they were so hard and standing out farther than she'd ever seen them in her life, "Yes Mother, I'll wear whatever you want me too."