Date: Sun, 2 Apr 2023 20:35:56 +0000 (UTC) From: Jeremy Reynolds Subject: Chapter 8 of A Mother's Infinite Love Hello! The usual Nifty disclaimers apply--basically: I do *not* at all condone many of the behaviors depicted in this fantasy, seeing as they occur between adults and minors. In real life, someone who does what the adults in this story do are doing something very harmful. I do not want to receive any emails with any illegal or morally wrong material. I also do not want anything like dick pics sent to me. Thank you, hope you enjoy! Please email other responses to: jeremyreynolds1234@myyahoo.com. Reminder that Nifty needs your donations to provide these wonderful stories. Please use this link to make a donation: https://donate.nifty.org/) This story features themes of lesbian incest, with depictions of mothers and minor daughters engaging in sexual behavior together. (And yes, I am a man, and so sometimes I probably do get some of the "anatomy" wrong. I do try. But hey, it's a fantasy!) There are multiple characters in this story, including the following: -Anna and her twin daughters, Kaleigh and Skylar -Kristen and her daughter, Mackenzie The various chapters are from their various points of view, as indicated in each subtitle. Chapter 8: Anna "Girls, would one of you come help me zip up my dress?" I called down to the kitchen where my daughters were snacking and chatting idly. "Sure!" came Kaleigh's voice. In a moment she was in my bedroom, smiling big and looking eager to help. She wore a dress herself, a cute little summer dress. I couldn't help but notice her developing figure in it, her breasts getting a little larger--though still buds, of course--and her hips widening a little bit, her butt looking really ... "fit." I found myself wondering what she and her sister would look like naked, in the full light rather than in the light coming from the moon. Kaleigh helped me with the dress, and, when I turned around, exclaimed, "Wow, Mom, you look hot!" I glanced down at myself, and yes, I think I did look pretty hot! I wore a slinky dress I had only wore once before. It was somewhat short, coming up about half-way up my thigh, and it had a deep neck, ensuring that my breasts and cleavage were clearly on display. I had also put on make-up and had done up my hair in as cute a way as I could. I had a necklace around my neck, something I only wore on special occasions. "Thanks, Kaleigh," I said then, blushing a little. "I think I look pretty good." "Yeah, you do. You'll sweep her off her feet!" Kaleigh said encouragingly. "I wonder what she'll be wearing. Can you text us?" "Oh, I don't know about that," I replied, blushing some more. "Maybe. I might be too busy, who knows?" I made my way downstairs where Skylar also gave me a share of compliments. The two girls stood side by side, with Kaleigh's arm around her sister's waist. They both watched me as I got my purse and keys ready and as I made my way toward the door. "Okay, girls, Sofia is coming over in a few minutes. Ya'll teat her well and have fun tonight ... Oh, and maybe don't ... uh, tell her, or show her, about, uh, your relationship ..." "Oh, way ahead of you, Mom," Kaleigh said. With that, I hugged them both goodbye and went out the front door to my car. On my way to Fort Collins, I ran through all that had happened again and again in my mind, and I also wondered and worried about how things would go tonight. I had literally just met this woman yesterday, and besides that I had never dated a woman before. Would I know what to say? Would I be awkward? Did I even like her like that ...? Yes, she was attractive, but that didn't mean we'd have chemistry. "Oh well, here we go!" I told myself as I got off the interstate at the exit indicated by the maps app on my phone. We had agreed that I would pick her up and then we'd go to the place she recommended. I had suggested it partly because I did have a really nice car that had just had a good cleaning, but also because I thought maybe I could steal a glance at this young daughter that Kristen fawned over. It was more curiosity than anything else, I think. I pulled up to a neat looking house, one that seemed to have been renovated not long ago. I parked the car and made my way up to the front door, where I rang the doorbell. A moment later and I was greeted by a young blonde girl--the famed Mackenzie, no doubt, based on the picture I had seen, and on the fact she was the spitting image of her mother in lots of respects. She wore a button up shirt and jeans, looking casual, though I admitted that she was very pretty despite her apparent lack of effort tonight. "Hi, are you Anna?" the girl asked. "I am," I said. "And you must be Mackenzie, right? I've heard a lot about you." "That's me," the girl said, smiling. "Anyway, come on in and I'll go get Mom." She led me to a tidy living room area and I sat down on the couch, looking around at the pictures and décor, most of it tasteful (IMHO). Finally I heard a woman's voice, Kristen's, from behind me and I stood up and looked in that direction. Kristen stood there in the door frame, wearing a little ruffle skirt that came far up her legs and a tight strapless top. In person, it was clear that she probably did have breasts about as big as mine. They were spilling out of the top of the garment she wore, showing massive cleavage. She had also done herself up in make-up and had done something with her hair, too. "Wow, Kristen, you look great," I said, feeling my breath taken away a little. "It's, uh, nice to meet you in person." "You look awesome too," she said, coming up to me. She held out her hand but I made a flash decision to go for a hug. We embraced each other and held it for a moment longer than perhaps was required as a greeting. Oh well! "Are you ready?" I asked. "Yup! Just let me leave some money with the babysitter. She's going to get them pizza." Kristen left for a moment, came back, and then gathered up her purse and things and followed me out the door. We drove a few miles to Fort Collins' downtown, parked the car in a free spot, and walked a little bit until we came to a restaurant called "Jeannies." It was a place that served various "fusion" dishes, where the "base" of each creation was "New American," evidently. I enjoyed that kind of place, so Kristen had chosen wisely! We were sat down by our hostess and were asked if we wanted drinks. We both ordered wine, me a white and her a red. Kristen helped me with the menu a bit, recommending this and that, and finally I settled on a kind of risotto. She went with a souffle. As we awaited our food, we talked about various things, including our respective histories, how I had been widowed just before giving birth to the twins, and how she had divorced her husband after coming to terms with her sexuality. We talked about our daughters and their interests, hobbies, talents. I felt like I was getting such a richer picture of who this woman was. As we went, I also found myself feeling increasingly attracted to her. We got our food and began eating as we continued the conversation. "So, this has been really nice, Kristen," I said, after I took a bit of the risotto. "Not a bad first date so far, with another woman ..." "Agreed," she replied, taking a sip from her wine. "I have been out with some women before, of course, but ... I actually have never been intimate with one ..." She looked embarrassed then, not that she had to be, obviously. I'll admit, though, that I had fully expected her to have had several lesbian encounters. She had known she was gay for a long time, right? But, of course, there was Mackenzie. "Do you feel like you're saving yourself, for her?" I asked, reluctant to speak too openly about this kind of thing out in public. "Maybe, I don't know," she replied, and then took a bite of her souffle. "She's just ... Well, anytime I've gone out with anyone else, I'll always find my mind wandering back to her. She's ... so special to me, you know?" I nodded, wondering at the depth of her feelings for her daughter. "That's really sweet, Kristen ... Are you thinking about her right now?" Kristen nodded, saying, "Yes, but not only about her right now ... I am also definitely thinking about you, too, about us, maybe ... You are a really, really beautiful woman, Anna." I blushed. "And you're also beautiful, Kristen." I added, "And I'm really enjoying spending time with you ... And, um, I'd be open to seeing where this goes, if anywhere ..." "Same." After dinner, we made our way next door to a bar that she recommended. There, we found a secluded booth in a far corner, where you could still hear the live music but it wasn't as loud, and where we were less likely to be bothered by anyone. We had first dropped by the bar to grab a couple more drinks, this time cocktails. She had sat in the middle of the booth and had motioned for me to come in beside her. I felt her arm go over around my shoulders as she pulled me in. I could feel her big breasts pushing up against my arm. We sat and drank and talked for a little while longer, before the subject returned again to our daughters, as it always seemed to. "They should meet," Kristen said. "I mean, if you want them to. They might get along, Mackenzie and the twins ..." "Good idea," I remarked. "Maybe we could do a kind of `family date' next time, if you want, maybe in Denver this time ..." "Deal." A little more time passed, in which I had stopped drinking but she had continued to do so, and during which we had continued our discussion, this time about politics and religion, of all subjects. We apparently agreed in most particulars. Just as I was about to ask if we should close our tab, Kristen leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips. I was definitely surprised, though I admit that I liked it a lot and wanted another one ... eventually. I didn't want to move anything too fast ... This was new to me, and to her too, apparently. "Kristen, I really liked that, but can we save our next kiss, for later?" I asked, and immediately sensed her disappointment. "I mean, I just don't want to rush. We just met, and I'm going through a lot right now with the girls and some work stuff ... I really like you, though, and I want to continue to see where this all goes." She nodded, and said, "It's all good. I understand! I've had a great time with you tonight, so I'll be looking forward to date number two. Let's really think about that `family date' idea." We paid our tab and then I drove her home, walking her up to the front door. There, we hugged tightly and slowly, our breasts meshing together in a really lovely way ... I told her that I would text or call her tomorrow and we could begin discussing our plans. I went back to my car and drove home to Denver.