Date: Sun, 02 Oct 2005 17:16:51 +0100
From: susan kendrick <suzie_xx@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Wrestling with Relationships

This fictional story describes explicit consensual sex between women and
teenage girls. If you are likely to find this subject offensive, or if you
are not old enough to read such material where you live then do not read
any further.

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Subject codes Ff ff

Wrestling with Relationships - by Susie XX

What a stupid woman I was that weekend! As a 30 year old secondary school
teacher you would think I would be immune from being tempted by a
schoolgirl, but no, I saw it coming but couldn't prevent the little madam
from pushing all my buttons.  I couldn't have foreseen the extraordinary
relationship tangle this would lead to though.

It began that Friday which started like most other half term days during
that week. I had been determined to make inroads into taming our garden,
which was showing signs of severe neglect. It was a warm sunny day and
Jenny, my daughter, had lain in bed until about 11.00am before gracing me
with her presence, demanding coffee and toast. My sarcastic digs about it
being nearly lunchtime had no discernable affect, nor my remarks that with
her being 13 perhaps she should be able to make her own breakfast. I was on
holiday too but had been up four hours now working hard.

After lunch, her friend Carla had appeared as usual. Her mum is a nurse and
was on a shift in the afternoons and early evenings this week and so Carla
had come to what she regards as her second home, and usually stayed to tea
with us before going home about 7.00pm to be there when her mum got home.

I didn't mind though, she was a nice girl and no trouble. She and Jenny get
on very well. When I separated from my husband (OK let's be honest he
walked out on me for the proverbial secretary) Carla's mum, Sandra, and I
had become good friends.  She was an unmarried mum and we were able to help
each other with baby-sitting etc. when the girls were younger. Today would
be different, though. At about 4 o'clock Jenny's dad would be picking her
up for the weekend. He has her one weekend in three and, despite my
diminished opinion of him, he was always good to her and never missed his
time with her.

After playing in the garden for a while, Jenny and Carla went indoors for a
drink and even managed to make me a cup of tea (miracle!), which I drank in
the shade of an overgrown tree. For some reason I found Carla tremendously
attractive and couldn't stop looking at her when she was about. I didn't
let her see me looking of course and, yes, I did feel guilty about it.
After a while, I heard squeals and shrieks of laughter coming from indoors
and, as it was nearly time for Jenny to get ready for her dad, I went in to
see what the merriment was all about.

She and Carla were having a friendly wrestling game on the lounge carpet.
The chairs had been pushed back out of the way and the game seemed to
involve getting the other into a position where you could land a hefty slap
onto the other's bottom.  Carla was slightly bigger than Jenny so seemed to
be getting her fair share of smacks onto Jenny's bum, but when Jen got a
chance hers were much harder, and the loud crack could be heard followed by
a yeeowwww from Carla. They were getting great amusement from this, and I
sat down in an armchair with my feet up out of their way, fascinated to
watch, and for some reason felt more than a little turned on by it all. It
seemed ironic that I had been so pleased with myself for never having
smacked Jenny and yet here she was doing exactly that for pleasure!

Jenny was a little like me, fair-haired and slim with a freckly face, while
Carla had dark unruly hair framing a pale face. As I watched the girls I
could see how they were both maturing, their breasts growing way past the
bud stage and I could see Carla had enough to warrant a bra while Jenny
could still just about get away without one, but not for long. As much as I
was enjoying the fun (and I was definitely getting a little wet down
below), I reluctantly had to call a halt so that Jenny could get her case
down ready. Just in time too as the doorbell went and John was standing
there. This was always an awkward moment as John never knew whether to
offer a kiss, but as usual he decided not to push his luck. His girlfriend
had wisely remained in the car.  Jenny pushed past me with the case and
gave Carla and me a swift peck on the cheek. I knew how she looked forward
to her weekends with John.

As we were back to school on Monday I'd been promising myself an evening
marking homework's then the rest of the weekend was mine. As the car pulled
away with Jenny waving at us, I asked Carla if she had brought a coat or
anything, expecting her to leave too. She said no, but had to go `poo' as
she called it, before she left. I shut the door therefore and went back
into the lounge. After a while, I heard the toilet flush and Carla came
back in to the lounge.

She still had rosy cheeks from the wrestling exercise, and came and sat
herself down on the settee. "Aren't you going?" I asked. She said she would
if I wanted her to but her mum wasn't going to be home for hours yet and
she didn't like being there by herself.  I could see she was angling for
some tea as usual and I would be mean if I didn't offer. She jumped at it
when I offered to do us both something and I suggested she watch TV or
something till teatime. I fancied catching the late afternoon sun in the
garden and anyway I didn't trust myself to be with Carla alone too much or
she may catch me admiring her, so I went and changed into a short skirt but
kept the shirt on. It was one of John's old shirts that he never collected,
so I usually wore them for gardening.

When I came back down Carla was standing watching TV and rubbing her hand
over her bottom cheeks. "Are you sore from all that slapping?" I asked.
She spun round, blushing a little as she became aware of my being there,
and snatched her hand away from her shorts. "A little", she said, "Jenny
packs quite a right hand!"

"Yes I could see that, do you want a bit of cream on your cheeks?"

She pulled her shorts and knickers up to reveal a little of one of her bum
cheeks and indeed it was bright red. "Mm" I said, "I think I'd better put
some cream on that or your mum won't be very pleased."

I went back upstairs and found some E45 cream and when I came back
downstairs I asked Carla to pull her shorts down a bit. I know its naughty
but I was terribly turned on at the thought, and though I don't see myself
as a lesbian I have always had a bit of an attraction to a certain type of
girl. So when she pulled the shorts and knickers below her bottom I had to
blow hard to keep cool about it. Wiping cream into her skin was more fun
than I let on.

I was sitting on the edge of the armchair leaning forward as she thrust her
bum towards me. I said "the wrestling looked fun" and she said "why don't
we have a wrestle too".

I laughed and said "your bum doesn't need any more smacks" and she said "no
but we could play give in or suffer".

"What on earth is that?" I asked.

"Well, if you pin the other down they have to give in or you tickle them or
threaten to kiss them or something nasty till they do give in".

"I think I'll leave that to you youngsters" I said as she pulled up her
shorts, but she turned and grabbed the top of both my arms and pulled me
forward onto her before I could sit back. I still had the tub of
moisturising cream in my hand so I managed to stand this on the floor
before I scattered it everywhere but the little demon Carla squirmed round
and sat on my back and tried to roll me over but I shrugged her off saying
"let me up, I'm not wrestling". Secretly I liked the thought of touching
her under cover of a game but I knew how this would look to anyone else.

Carla was determined though, and when I tried to stand up she grabbed the
collars of the shirt and pulled me back down. In the process the top four
buttons pinged off leaving it open down to my navel and revealing a rather
thin cotton bra.  I hit the floor flat on my back, which took the wind out
of me and in a flash she was sitting on my stomach. She saw the damage to
the shirt and said she was sorry. I told her it was only an old gardening
shirt and not to worry. At that she grinned and moved forward kneeling on
my arms saying "gotcha now, give in?"

"No way" I said and bucked my knees up trying to throw her off, but without
success.  I wriggled from side to side but she stuck fast!

"Give in or I'll kiss you?" she asked again.

"Never" I said, and tried again to throw her off but I was getting tired.
She leaned forward and planted a big wet kiss on my lips. I should have
moved my mouth away but she did it and grinned that cheeky smile at me.

"Give in or I'll, or I'll, ...or I'll pinch your nipples" she finally
decided. I hesitated and decided I should give in before this got
embarrassing.  But before I could say it she lifted herself a little and
took both my nipples between her thumbs and fingers through my bra and
squeezed hard.

"Owwwwwwwwww" I said "OK, OK, I give in!"

Her smile turned to a laugh and she got up off me punching the air in
victory. Right, I thought I'll get my own back. She had turned her back on
me still celebrating as I stood up and grabbed her shoulders pulling her
back off balance and she sat down hard. "Hey!" she said, "That's not fair,
I wasn't ready".

"Tough titties" I said and kept pulling her backwards from a sitting
position. As her head came down between my legs I knelt down on her
shoulders and leaned forward putting my hands on her hips to hold her
firmly down. "Give in" I said enjoying the reversal.

"No" she cried, "It's not fair, I wasn't playing again yet!"

"Give in" I said again "or I'll..."  I couldn't think of anything nasty to
do for a moment I was facing the wrong way to kiss her like I wanted, or
touch her nipples.  I heard her laugh and I asked what was funny.

"It's your knickers" she giggled, "They're all wet underneath". Curse the
choice of a short skirt!

"You shouldn't be looking" I said, but it had given me an idea. "Give in or
I'll pull your shorts down and see yours!"

"No way" she said, "You wouldn't dare". Right, I thought, wouldn't do it
eh?  Her shorts were only elasticated so were easy to push down to her
thighs. She screamed and squirmed violently trying to shake me off but I
was too heavy to budge.  Her knees came up trying to dislodge me but it
only gave me the opportunity to pull the shorts right off.

"OK give in?" I asked with a smile.

"Or what?" she said.

"Or I'll..." Shit what could I do now. Pulling off her knickers would not
be right I knew "...or I'll tickle your tummy!"

"Nooooooooooooooo" she yelled "I can't stand being tickled". I ran my
fingers just lightly over her tummy and her legs came up and thrashed about
while she screamed. I caught a glimpse of her crotch and, sure enough,
there was a small oval darker patch on the blue fabric.

"Give in?"

"Yesssssssss. All right, I give in" she squealed.

I was glad, what on earth could I have done if she had held out? I was in
deep enough already but I could just get away with playing around as things
stood. Pulling her knickers off, or kissing her, or pinching her breasts
would have seen me never working as a teacher again. I flopped down on the
settee realising I'd been lucky. I exhaled hard again and closed my
eyes. "Come on lets have a decider" she was asking.

"No I've had enough" I said.

"Oh spoilsport, come on just one more" she whined.

"NO" I said as firmly as I could. She jumped on me anyway, one knee each
side of my legs and sat down on my thighs. The wet spot on her crotch was
very visible now and it was real wrench trying to keep from touching it. I
closed my eyes again to give me some courage and said "Come on Carla, off
you get, I'll go and get us some tea".  Her bottom came off my knee and I
breathed a sigh of relief...but then her lips were on mine. She kissed and
damn it I was kissing back. "No Carla" I tried to say but that only let her
tongue in. Not only were we really kissing but her hands were opening my
shirt and were on my bra cups.  Then quick as a flash she was off me saying
she was starving and what are we having to eat.

Somehow, it was like nothing had happened. I got up in a trance and went to
the kitchen, prepared a meal mechanically and gave Carla a lift home all
without any mention of what happened. I think she was feeling a little
guilty and asked if it was still OK to come round the house. "Yes, of
course it is" I said, "you are welcome anytime".

When I got home I tried to mark the pile of exercise books but only got
half way through them. I couldn't get Carla out of my head. Had she been
playing a game? Or had I let a 13 year old girl seduce me? Hey, I was the
adult, I should have been controlling things. I should have sent her home
when Jenny left, should have gone to sunbathe not creamed her bare bottom,
should have refused to wrestle. So many mistakes. Why the hell am I so weak
around her. Me. A bossy teacher letting a girl still going through puberty
play with me like a stupid doll.

That night I masturbated hard with fantasies of her and fell asleep with
her pretty face in my head.

The next morning I seemed more in control. I resolved to put yesterday
behind me and enjoy the rest of the weekend. I finished marking the books
in just an hour and polished off a few other jobs. After a spot of lunch, I
decided to sit out on my sun-bed in my bikini with an ice-cold jug of
orange squash in a cool-box by the side of me.  I closed my eyes and
started drifting off into a dreamless doze when...ding dong...  the
doorbell. Ignore it I told myself, you're not expecting anyone so ignore
it...ding dong, ding dong. Go away I thought, just ignore it and they'll go
away.

"Hello Mrs Jackson" said a voice from near the house. Oh my god it was
Carla, come round the side and through the side gate.

"What are you doing here Carla?"

"Mum has gone to work, and I didn't know what to do, and you did say I
could come round any time."

"I meant when Jenny was here".

"Can I have a drink then, and I'll go."

"OK come and sit here, there's a cold orange drink in the box."

Damn this can't be happening I thought. I decided to lay back, close my
eyes and just wait for her to go, pretending I was dozing.

"Mrs Jackson?"

"What"

"I really came to say sorry for yesterday." I opened my eyes and squinted
at her in the bright sunlight and she went on "I don't know what happened
to me, I wasn't myself. Please don't tell Jenny will you."

Phew I'd been a bit concerned she would say something and now she's asking
me not to! "OK" I said "I won't say a word to Jenny or anyone else and you
must do the same."

"Oh thanks" she said

I closed my eyes again and felt genuinely tired. Then it happened again. A
pair of cold orangy lips were on mine kissing gently and tenderly. And I
was responding again, but shook myself and pushed her away. "Come on Carla
off you go, this isn't funny anymore".

I took her by the hand and pulled her into the dining room and through to
the lounge heading for the front door but in the lounge she pulled me to a
stop. "Mrs Jackson?"

"What is it Carla".

"Why don't we have that decider before I go?"

"I don't really think that's a good idea do you after yesterday?"

I turned away and started pulling her again but she wouldn't budge, but
instead put her right hand round my tummy. Her other hand, still with me
holding it tightly, forced its way round to my bikini top and together her
hands pulled me backwards.  The willpower seemed to drain away from me
again, unable now to match her strength holding me back.

"Come on Carla lets not get worked up again."

Her hands were moving freely over the front of my body, on my tummy then
over my breasts to my shoulders (where I felt the straps of my bikini slide
off my shoulder).  Then back down over my breasts, where gradually the cups
were pulled down below my breasts and I could see my nipples standing out
long and firm, and I was silent and frozen to the spot. Her roaming hands
were now dipping under my bikini bottoms before moving again to my breasts
where they now paused to squeeze and roll my nipples between her
fingers. Down again into the costume and into my curly hair and nudging the
garment down from the hips. Both hands were now on my breasts, moulding
them with her hands, pulling at the swollen nipples and becoming more
animated, her breathing getting harder.

"Carla please", but my voice wasn't even convincing me that I meant it.

My bikini slithered down my legs and her fingers were dipping between my
legs into the cleft of my pussy.  "Do you give in?" she asked quietly

I knew what she was asking but I couldn't get out an answer, yes or no

"DO YOU GIVE IN?" she asked louder.

"Yes" came a quiet little voice.

"Come on then my darling" she said, and this time it was her leading me by
the hand, through the hall where anyone could have seen my naked body
through the windows, and then up the stairs past Jenny's room and into my
bedroom at the front of the house.

She sat me down on the edge of the bed, gave my tits another squeeze then
stood away from me a couple of feet. "Would you like me to undress for you
my darling?"

"Yes please Carla"

"Is your pussy nice and wet for me?"

"Yes Carla"

"Open your legs and show me how wet."

I duly opened my knees as wide as I could, and with two fingers opened the
labia wide to show the glistening pink inner flesh. I wiped two fingers
through the juices and held the wet fingers up for her approval.  "Good
girl" she said, "very good girl."

I could see the role change was continuing, I was now the girl and she was
the dominating woman in this. The teacher now the pupil, and my thoughts
only for her and how to please her. She stood tall in front of me, legs
slightly apart, smiling at me, sending shivers down my spine.  Very slowly,
and without taking her eyes from mine, she grasped her t-shirt and pulled
it over her small but perfect breasts and over her head, letting it drop
onto my thighs. Absently I folded it while she removed her bra, dropping it
onto my legs. Her shorts followed, leaving just a brief pair of panties
with a picture of a teddy on the front. Slowly she peeled them down and off
her feet, revealing her mound covered lightly in dark wispy hairs for about
an inch and a half above the valley between her legs.

"Stand up my darling." I stood immediately.

"Kiss me my darling." I moved to her and brought my lips to hers. The
kisses were no longer disguised as play, no, they were deep passionate
kisses that merged our heads together as one. Her hands were on my back
drawing us together, my breasts pushing into her small breasts and our
pubic mounds touching, hairs tickling each other. I was lost in the kiss,
which seemed to continue for long minutes, making me dizzy with the
intensity of the passion. When she broke the kiss, I was surprised to be on
my back on the bed, not remembering her laying me back.

Carla was laughing and covering her face." What's the matter?" I asked.

She took her hands away still laughing.  "I'm a bit embarrassed" she said,
"I've been wanting to get naked with you for ages and now we've finally
done it I don't know what to do now."

"So, this was all a plan was it?"

"Of course, I've seen you looking at me, at my boobs for weeks now and I
suspected you were drooling over me so I thought I'd find out how far I
could lead you. The wrestling yesterday with Jenny was all for your
benefit, though I didn't tell her of course."

"What?"

"Yes, I made loads of squealing noises to get you in and made sure you saw
Jen smacking my bottom as well as making sure my t-shirt rode up etc. When
you sat down to watch without stopping us I knew I was on the right
track. Then I needed to make sure I stayed after Jenny left so went to the
loo and then wangled some tea, so giving me the rest of the afternoon with
you."

"You devious little cow."

"I know" she laughed, "but I was enjoying trying to seduce you. When I got
you wrestling with me, and saw how turned on you were, I knew I had you,
and if I had pushed things harder I could have got you in bed then. But I
decided just to give you a kiss on the settee, and when you kissed back I
chickened out a little and thought I'd stop it there."

"So why did you come back today?"

"Probably I was the same as you, thinking about what had happened while in
bed, and getting so horny, just masturbating for ages. Admit it, you did
too didn't you?"

"Only all night" I laughed.

She was playing with my nipples as she went on, "It was like a drug, I had
to come back directly mum went to work, I had to see if you would actually
get naked in bed with me. And you have, it was all too easy, but I hadn't
thought beyond that."

"Mmmmmmmmmmm well maybe I should become the teacher again then. You still
promise none of this gets to Jenny or anyone else?"

"Of course. And you promise that too?"

"You have my word, this is strictly between you and me."

I leaned over her and kissed her tenderly on the mouth again, and let my
breasts swing down just brushing hers. I broke the kiss, and she looked
down to see my nipples and hers bump around each other.

"Oh god that is so exciting" she whispered, "see them all grow with the
touch."

I left her face and put my mouth over her right nipple while rolling her
other between my finger and thumb and her little nipples grew so stiff. I
opened my mouth wider and could suck in most of her small breast. She was
lifting her bottom high off the bed and moaning deeply so I knew this was
driving her mad. I switched to the other tit and sucked the nipple hard
before drawing her breast into my mouth. I repeated this treatment a few
times more, I knew her pussy was crying out for some too but I made her
wait, not even allowing her own hand to touch it.

"Oh shit Mrs Jackson, wank me please" she begged.

At last I left her breasts and kissed below them and down to her tummy
which was rippling as she tried to gain relief below. "Pleeeaaase fuck me"
she was squealing now, but I took my time licking into her bellybutton
while keeping my hands busy on her breasts.

I kissed slowly all the way to her mound, nuzzling my lips amongst the soft
dark hairs growing there. Her legs were still raising up and down and
opening wide trying to lure my mouth lower. I could now smell her
excitement and knew she was leaking her nectar fast.

Finally I took pity on the state she was getting in and kissed into her
valley finding the little clit, hard beneath the soft folds of her hood and
sucked the skin into my mouth, pushing my tongue onto the exposed pink
nub. She was screaming with pure lust now and must be very close to
orgasm. I was very turned on too but knew that she was craving release so
badly now my own pleasure would have to wait its turn.

I teased her vaginal entrance with my fingers and the juice was dripping
from her and coating her bum cheeks. She was bucking her hips now making it
difficult to keep contact with her clit with my mouth so I moved two
fingers to her clit hood in a rapid and rough circular motion against her
pubic bone.  I brought the first wave of orgasm crashing over her, and
strangely she had gone dead quiet as the sensations hit her hard and I
realised she was holding her breath. Her whole body seemed to stiffen up
right down to her toes and a scream left her as she released her breath
finally.

I tried to insert my fingers into her but she was still a virgin and the
hymen seemed thick and unyielding.  Once again I lapped at her clit with my
tongue, and almost immediately she was cumming again and this time her body
arched up high and she replaced my mouth with her fingers desperately
clawing at her clit as yet another orgasm crashed over her. Then her body
collapsed back onto the bed and she went limp, passing out with the
overwhelming pleasure sensations. I cleaned her vulva of her sweet juices
with my tongue and planted a final kiss on her dark clit hood before
returning to her mouth as she stirred back to life.

"Fuck...fuck..." seemed to be all she could say.

"Are you OK?" I asked as she was trembling and pale.

"God yes" she whispered. I could see though she was not in any state to
take care of my needs so I started furiously masturbating while kneeling
over her breasts. She had her eyes wide watching me as I brought myself
close to the edge and over into a satisfying orgasm. She lifted her hand
and felt my vulva as I felt the orgasm subside.  It had taken me just a few
minutes from start to finish, the quickest I could ever remember. A long
thread of cum juice snaked down from my vagina draping itself over one of
her nipples and she moved her head up catching the sticky string in her
mouth and pulling my pussy lips above her so that she traced it to its
source. "Mmm" she said as she found much more of it around my vulva and
inside my vagina.  "That tastes so good."

After a few more minutes, she said she felt a little stronger and I
supported her into the bathroom where we both dried ourselves with tissues
and washed our upper legs, bottoms and pussy areas. My juices were still on
her nipple so I wiped her there too.

We both dressed, she still seemingly in a dream and I gave her a lift home.
She asked if she could come around tomorrow but I said no as Jen could be
back anytime in the afternoon and I didn't want to be caught with my pants
down so to speak.

Obviously I have to trust her to say nothing or I could kiss my career
goodbye in an instant. I lived on a knife-edge for days and weeks after,
expecting anytime to be called out of my class, or hearing the police
knocking at my door in the evening.

All this didn't stop her friendship with Jenny. Carla seemed to be around
the house most weekends and Jenny often went to her house to do homeworks
together. It was, I think, 3 weeks after that daft weekend that I looked
out the window one Saturday to see the girls laying on a blanket on the
lawn facing each other holding hands. It was probably innocent stuff but I
wondered if Carla had her eyes on Jenny now for her next victim.  Well, OK,
I admit it, I was a little jealous!  There had been nothing else spoken of
that weekend and Carla was treating me no differently than before thank
God.

When Carla came in for drinks I got them both a can of Coke and asked her
if there was anything going on between them.

"No, well not yet anyway" she answered with that grin of hers, "Would it
upset you if there was?"

I thought about it for a second then told her " No I don't think so, I know
girls experiment with other girls, I did when I was your age so I cant
really complain can I?"

She said something cheeky about me not changing but ran off laughing. A few
minutes later she brought the empty glasses back and said sorry, she was
only joking!

"Actually Mrs Jackson can I ask a favour?"

"Of course Carla, as long as it's not to get me in bed again"

"I wish", she said, "No, I was wondering if you could go out somewhere this
afternoon, shopping or something."

"Why is there something you need?" She looked at Jenny then back at me and
I fell in to what she wanted. "Is this the big seduction then?"

Carla grinned widely, "Well you never know!!!"

So that afternoon I told the girls I wanted to go shopping for a new dress
but would be back in time for tea at 5.00pm. I half-heartedly asked if they
wanted to come but not surprisingly, they declined. It was only 1.00pm so
they had 4 hours and they even offered to do some tea so I need not rush
back. I said OK and I would not come back early to spoil their surprise. I
found a dress in the very first shop and also a few other things and it
still was only 1.40pm so I bought a drink and a some sweets and sat down by
the canal to pass some time.

I had only been there a few minutes, and had a mouth full of Mars Bar, when
Carla's mum passed by. She spotted me, sat down, and was asking if the
girls were around.  I hastily swallowed the mouthful and told her they were
playing at home. She said it was very good of me to let Carla play at my
house all the time. I said it was no trouble and that they would be fine on
their own. Sandra said she didn't doubt it and passed some aside that they
were getting very close. I asked what she meant and Sandra told me she had
seen them kissing when they were meant to be doing homework. We both
laughed and said girls will be girls. Sandra told me how she had had a
crush on a school friend at about the same age and I said I had
experimented too and that was why I had left then alone today as they
seemed to be getting a bit touchy-feely.

I told her I still had 3 hours to kill so she suggested I come back to her
house where at least I could have a comfortable seat! Moreover, a decent
cup of tea. How could I refuse? On the way, she asked me about my
experimentation with girls and I told her briefly about Maureen, pretty
little Mo who had taught me to kiss with tongues, felt my breasts and
masturbated each other until we came. Sandra told me a similar story about
her first kissing practice and we had a good laugh.

Over a cup of tea a bit later, I asked Sandra about Carla's dad, as she
looked very different from her mum. "Well it was a holiday romance that
went wrong really" she confided, "He was a Greek lad who I had taken a
fancy to, and after too many of those local drinks we had sex on the
beach. He promised to come out before he, you know, and he did but must
have done one up the pipe before he shot the rest on my tummy. It was after
we had been home a while I realised my period was late, so along came
Carla! I only knew the boys name was Georgiou so I could not even write to
tell him. He had promised to phone me but, of course, he never did!

I had known Sandra some years now but she had never opened up about this
before. She had a tear running down both cheeks so I knew I had driven out
some sad memories. I gave her a hug and she put her arms round me
too. "Maybe I should have stuck to girly sex then I wouldn't be in this
mess" she added and I said, "maybe I should have too then I wouldn't have
got pregnant at 16."  We continued to hug each other and I asked her if she
enjoyed it? "What the Greek lad?"

"No the girly kissing and sex." Now what the hell was I doing?

"Actually I did", she said, "It was the most erotic time of my life, was it
for you?"

"Yes a 13 year old girl was the biggest turn on in my life" I answered but
didn't add that I was thinking of Carla. I had a feeling this was leading
somewhere I wasn't sure I was ready to go as Sandra held me tight still and
was running her hands over my back. I felt her head come off my shoulder to
look at me and I turned to see what she was doing. Our mouths were only
about an inch apart and came together gently. In this moment I knew our
relationship had changed irrevocably from one of friendship to a higher
level.

The strange thing is that she felt just like her daughter and I had to keep
opening my eyes slightly to confirm it was Sandra. The boobs, though, were
very different indeed, at least a C cup like mine, and soft as she pushed
them against me.  She was eager, like it was a long time of waiting since
her last sex, and it probably was, maybe all the way back to her Greek
boy. She pulled off my top so fast it almost took my nose off and the front
fastening of my bra was unclipped in a second causing the cups to spring
apart, and her hands were on my breasts. She moaned in appreciation as she
squeezed and moulded the soft flesh. I felt for the zipper on her summery
dress and pulled it down to her cute panties. She wriggled it off her
bottom and legs as her face was buried in my boobs, greedily sucking at my
nipples and running her hands all over me. Oh baby you do need it bad don't
you? I whispered.  Let's go to your bed right now.

She pulled me towards her stairs, stopping at the bottom to give me another
kiss and to pull off my skirt. Her hands were on my buttocks, kneading them
and pressing her pubes against me. I took her hands and pulled her up the
stairs and even then she was pulling my knickers down at the back below my
bum cheeks.

Although I'd been to her house a few times, to help out at Carla's birthday
parties when she was younger and to some coffee mornings, I had never been
upstairs before other than to the loo so I was waiting for Sandra to tell
me which room. But again, she was on me on the landing, deeply kissing and
with her hand on my now bare bottom. She backed me through one door and
stopped kissing long enough to get me onto the bed pulling my panties off
at the same time. I had been assuming that she, as with Carla, would need
my administrations first to ease her obvious need but she was controlling
this situation, certain as to what she was doing.  And it was me getting
the doing at the moment. She was over me kissing again but her hand was
between my legs opening my labia, pressing on my clit with her thumb and
seeking my opening with her fingers.

I was already leaking my secretions while we were downstairs so she had no
resistance to two fingers sliding straight into me which headed like guided
missiles to my G-spot and expertly excited that and my clit with one
hand. The experimentation with a girl at school she had talked about must
have been with an A student in sex.  Sandra brought her mouth to my nipples
while keeping up a relentless stimulation of my most sensitive areas. Her
thumb was circling my clit and there was no way I could have lasted too
long under this intensity. I badly needed her mouth on my clit to flick the
button with her tongue, and the orgasm would not be denied for long, and I
pushed her head downward. She got the message with no hesitation, and slid
down the bed and lay between my legs. Her tongue dipped deep into my soaked
vagina and then quickly brought her tongue over my smooth vulva, smearing
the wetness over the little pee flap and all the way up to the clit hood.

She buried her tongue back into my sopping hole then, pulling my loose
folds up, licked her wet tongue right over my exposed clit, sending shock
waves of pleasure coursing through my nerves to the brain and the orgasm
was building from deep. Her tongue was lapping at my clit while three
fingers now moved rapidly into my love channel. My own hands were
manipulating my breasts rhythmically as the finale approached. The assault
on my senses made the orgasm quite inevitable and I just laid back and let
it hit as hard as it will. Just occasionally, I get the urge to squeeze my
pelvic floor muscles and this was one, the result is a squirt of liquid
from in front of my vagina and I knew Sandra's face was going to take it
full blast but I could not speak even if I had been able to predict it.

As the surge of emotion faded, Sandra's wet face came back up to kiss me
and smear my cheeks with my wetness. "Now you're turn my sweet" I said.

"Oh Jane I am so wet I may have already cum once." She moved up my body
still not letting me move from my back and her breasts hung down either
side of my face giving me the sensation my face was buried in a soft
cushion. I held them and fed the nipples to my mouth alternately, sucking
them hard and feeling them swell. She was moaning loudly again and then she
stood up and still not letting me move she squatted over my head and
opening her labia wide she brought her vulva to my waiting mouth. I knew
exactly what I had to do. Following her example I used my tongue to invade
her pussy and torment her clit. I also dipped a finger into her pussy and
brought it to her puckered rear entrance, which brought squeals of delight
from her and another trickle of her love honey from her pulsing vagina.

I knew the signs of approaching orgasm and brought more moisture to her
anus pushing the finger past her rectum. She just went mad, rubbing her
clit and pussy over my face, my chin, mouth and nose and although I flicked
at her clit with my tongue, she used my complete face to herald in a
stunning, shuddering orgasm. My face was flooded just as hers had been and
we both lay together and I could have easily slept in her arms. Maybe we
did doze for a while, but she suddenly noticed the time and said the girls
are expecting you home for tea in 15 minutes.

There was a mad scramble finding my clothes scattered round the house,
pulling my panties up inside out, with Sandra telling me to sort it out
when I got home. She fastened my bra as I tried to get the top on
correctly. She opened the front door as I zipped up the skirt and I dashed
out to the car still slipping on my shoes.  Crucially I hadn't even washed
and knew that I reeked of Sandra's juices and vowed to make that the first
thing to do when I got in. It was right on 5.00 when I arrived and the
girls were relieved to see me. Jenny was finishing the tea but Carla
followed me up to the bathroom. She followed me in as I ran some water in
the basin. She was babbling excitedly how Jenny and she had masturbated
each other and she kissed me before I could wash my face and I knew she had
smelt it. She had a puzzled look for a second while she worked out what it
was and I washed my face quickly with soap.

"Pussy!"

"What?"

"Your face smelt of pussy, who have you been with?"

"This is not your business you know."

She sat down on the toilet pouting, "Trust you to upstage what we've been
up to."

"I'm sorry baby", I said, "I didn't mean to. So when did this all happen."

"Well I've been working on it a while, we had a kiss yesterday over my
house."

"Yes, I know your mum mentioned it..." Oh shit I hoped she hadn't spotted
the gaffe but she was sharp as nails.

"So, you saw my mum this afternoon and you reek of pussy, what are you
telling me?"

"Baby..."

"Don't baby me, you've been shagging my mum!"

"Carla please."

"How could you!"

She ran downstairs and Jenny was dishing up tea. "Where have you two been,
tea's ready" she announced but then noticed Carla was crying. "Oh my god
Carla what's happened?"

"You'd better ask your mum," Carla said between sobs

"Mum? What's going on?"

"Jenny, I met Carla's mum out shopping today and, well, we went back to her
place, and, er..."

"And they've been shagging" finished Carla.

"Mum? Is this true?" asked Jenny and all I could do is nod. "I'm so very
sorry, both of you"

Jenny and Carla were both in tears now and they went out into the garden
holding each other tightly. God what a mess. I decided to call Sandra as
she was just as involved and she was devastated that Carla had found out,
but would come straight round. In fact, she was here in just 10 minutes and
the girls were still down the garden somewhere. We had a bit of an animated
conversation as to how she had found out but she accepted it was an
accident. We were discussing how to handle it with the girls when they came
back in. Carla was obviously surprised to see her mum but the girls told us
to sit down and don't say anything. As neither Sandra nor I knew what to
say anyway we did as we were told.

The girls looked at each other and it was Jenny that started speaking. "I'm
glad you are both here as it saves us having to go through this
twice. Carla and I have had a long chat and of course we were both a bit
shocked finding out what has happened.  Was this the first time by the
way?" We both said it was and she went on.  "Well, you are probably both
aware that Carla and I have been getting very close", they looked at each
other again and Carla held Jenny's hand tight. "Well, today while you two
were, er, together we were doing much the same I guess." I was going to say
that we didn't mind but Carla put her finger on her lips to keep me
quiet. Jenny took a deep breath and ploughed on "Well, Carla and I had a
talk and thought we can hardly criticize you when we are doing the same so
the best thing is that we are all honest about things and learn to accept
what's going on. Agreed?"

Sandra and I were noticeably relieved that the situation had been defused
by our wonderful children and we both agreed readily.

"There's one more thing" added Carla "now that we're all being honest". My
heart started sinking again as I realised what she was going to say. "Mum
please don't be shocked or angry but a few weeks ago I seduced Jenny's mum
and we made love but just once."

I looked at Jenny to see her reaction but she said Carla had told her in
the garden and she was OK about it. I looked at Sandra and she was crying
now but didn't seem too angry with me, indeed she put her hand on mine and
squeezed it.

"So the thing is.." went on Carla "...as you two have made love, and me and
Jen have too and I've been with Jane we think its only fair if Jenny
catches up then we are all in the same boat."

"Catches up?" I asked "What do you mean?"

In reply Jenny came and took Sandra's hand and pulled her up. She kissed
Sandra on the lips and said "can we go to bed and you can show me what you
and mum got up to today?" Sandra looked at me and shrugged and I waved
towards the door.  My best friend was going to have my daughter in my own
house but I could see the fairness here. Carla sat down now by me and
kissed me softly. "Don't worry, she said, no-one else will ever know about
this but the four of us can have so much fun now, and no more secrets."

Carla and I went to my room but Jenny and Sandra were using my bed, both
naked and cuddling together, so we went to use Jenny's bed. This time Carla
said it was her turn to please me first as the last occasion had left her
incapable of returning my passion. I agreed but asked her what had happened
between my daughter and her this afternoon.

"Oh well, as mum told you we had got round to kissing yesterday, just a
quick kiss really. It might have turned into more but mum interrupted us
and obviously saw what we had been doing. Well today when you went
shopping, thanks by the way, I asked Jen if she had liked it. She said she
had so I asked if she would like to do it again. She didn't require any
second asking but locked her lips on mine and soon the kissing had got
really passionate. We were laying on the blanket in the garden but heard
people in the next door garden so we moved indoors. On this very bed
actually! She kept telling me what a great friend I was and how much she
liked me and I told her I felt the same. I also said I was masturbating
every night thinking about her and she looked down and I thought I'd gone
too far".

"Go on" I told Carla "This is making me so wet." She smiled and looked at
my hand in my lap, fingers curled beneath my skirt.

"Well" she continued, "after a few moments Jen looked up and said she was
also masturbating imagining her and me together. We kissed again and this
time she pressed her hands on my boobs, squeezing them, moulding them,
pinching my nipples and pushed me back on the bed. I thought it was me that
was going to do the seducing but she had other ideas Jane. She had her
tongue inside my mouth, stabbing it in and out like a cock while I sucked
at it and she only broke the kiss to pull my top over my head. I was so
excited by this time we both behaved like lunatics, pulling at each other's
clothes, tugging them down our legs and running our hands over our bare
flesh. "

"Oh wow" I cried "Carla how far did you go. Hurry because I need you badly
too!" I was shedding my skirt as I spoke.

"I'm trying to tell you as quick as I can Jane! Our hands slowly centred on
our pussies and we didn't stop kissing as we rubbed our fingers over the
wet flesh down there and we both exploded in orgasms at virtually the same
time! She was a bit like me the first time I did it with you Jane, almost
passing out in her release.  I wanted to go further, use my mouth on her
like you did to me but I figured we had done enough for one day.  We
cuddled together, our legs entwined and arms around each other tightly and
I felt it wasn't possible to feel and be any closer to her. We did move our
pussies against the other's thigh and we had another orgasm, leaving wet
trails on the others leg. That was it really, then you got home and you
know the rest."

"Wow that was so sweet but Carla my darling I need your face on my pussy
before I explode." She immediately leaned over my body and brought her face
with inches of my super-heated pussy. She hesitated just for a minute or
two, just touching me with her fingers and then licked me from the front of
my crease right along to my anus and then obviously liking the taste she
went at me in earnest. Dipping her tongue in my love-channel, and then
lashing my clit with her tongue. I pulled her bare hips clear of the bed
and over me until I could lower her soaking pussy to my lips. Then it just
turned into a frenzy of licking, sucking, chewing and floods of our juices
as we came not once, but over and over. How she managed to get through this
without passing out again I'll never know. I came close to that myself but
in the end we lay across each other panting and gasping for air.

After a little while we padded into my room again to see how Jenny and
Sarah were getting on. From the smell of sex I didn't need to ask. They
were now in bed, snuggled up together on one side of the bed, sound
asleep. Carla got in too, snuggling up in a spoon arrangement with Jenny,
leaving me standing naked alone. I thought that I may as well join them too
as it was my bed after all, and I got in beside Carla.

Yes, I had been stupid to start all this and it was so risky for both
Sandra and me as far as our jobs were concerned but it seemed to be working
out OK for now. I did wonder if the four of us would ever take the last
incestuous step in the foursome but that was for the future. For an hour or
so we slept soundly, squashed together like sardines in a can.

The End

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