Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2008 03:06:28 -0700 (PDT) From: Cheryl Taggert Subject: Chapter Three of "The Surprises" Author's note: Thank you to EVERYONE who has emailed, new and old friends alike. I love getting emails from fans, and apparently I have quite a few. Some new correspondences have grown out of this, and I am enjoying them very much and hope they continue. Now, enjoy the story! Chapter 3, The Surprises We were finishing our lunch when Lori stopped by to see if there was anything else we might want in the way of food and drink. We already had her phone number and a very strong intent to call her. "That's fine, Lori. We WILL be in touch, and soon," I said. She just smiled. "I get off work at 3:30. The number I gave you is my cell number, so you can call me then if you like. I would love for us to get to know all of you better." "Us?" I asked. Who else did she mean? "My sister Rebecca and me. She would LOVE this as much as I do. That is, if you don't mind. I can promise you she will be as discreet as I am. She understands society's problems with this." Jenny and I looked at each other. "How old is Rebecca?" I asked. "And for that matter, how old are you? Not that it matters, but I just thought I would ask." "She's thirteen, and I'm nineteen. We've been doing this stuff since she was about four." I did the math in my head. "Then you were about ten when you started doing it with your sister?" "Yes, but there's more to it than that. We'll discuss it when we get together." We left the restaurant and did some shopping at a nearby mall until 3:30. I dialed the number on my cell phone and Lori answered immediately. "It's Lori. Talk to me," she said. "Hi, Lori. It's Cheryl. From lunch," I added, since it occurred to me we hadn't really introduced ourselves. "Good. I was hoping it was you. I phoned Rebecca and I'm going to pick her up from our house. Where do you want to meet?" "How long will it take you to get to Brookway Mall? We can meet outside the north entrance, the one by Sears." "We can be there in thirty minutes." "Meet you then," I said, and disconnected. We hung around the mall before heading for Sears and the north mall entrance. The minute we stepped outside, Lori and her sister Rebecca were walking up and Lori was waving and speaking to Rebecca, pointing out their new "friends." I nearly had a heart attack. I realized that Rebecca was a girl from my class last year, but she went by Becca in class. She was now a seventh grader at our school. I stopped cold in my tracks, frozen to the spot. I could feel the heat of embarrassment flooding my face and turning it a bright red. Based on Becca's reaction, she was feeling the same thing I was because her face was turning a beet red and her mouth was agape. I had never had any inkling that Becca was into girls, but I can tell you that I always noticed she was a hot little thing from the day she'd walked through the door into my classroom. Her hands flew to her crimson cheeks, and she gasped through her hands, "Oh my God! Ms. Taggert? You mean you... I mean... oh, my God!" "It's Becca Sanderford," Mollie said to Dani. "I've seen her around school." "Mom, was she one of your students?" Dani asked, suddenly aware of the situation. I looked at Dani and nodded, unable to find my voice for the moment. Lori spoke up. "I see. Well, if you would rather we not get together, I'll understand," she said, surveying the situation, but looking disappointed that we might have to cancel everything because of this unexpected and slightly embarrassing situation. "I would have never thought that you were a school teacher." "I'm a school teacher too," said Jenny, and Lori looked at her. Becca seemed to notice her now for the first time. "Ms. Kim??!" she gasped. She was evidently having some difficulty seeing two of the teachers at her school as what we were, basically lesbian pedophiles. It was a rather awkward moment, but Dani saved the day. "Hey, we all have something in common, so there's no need to be embarrassed or anything. It's like meeting people who like the same exotic food you do. No different." "But in this case, it's erotic food," quipped Mollie, and we all laughed, breaking the tension. "So, Becca, the question is are you comfortable with this? And if you aren't, do you swear never to tell anyone?" I asked. She looked from me to Jenny, as if making up her mind. "First, of course, I would never tell. I'm not into ruining people's lives." Then she stepped closer to Jenny and me so she could speak in a near whisper and still be heard. "And second, I have always had the hots for both of you, so why would I not be comfortable with this?" She hugged me tightly and then Jenny. Finally, she glanced over at the girls. "Mollie Taylor, isn't it?" she said, recognizing Mollie. "But I don't know you," she said, indicating Dani. Dani stepped forward. "I'm Dani Taggert. I'm her daughter," she added, indicating me with a slight nod in my direction. Our two new friends took this in with neither comment nor reaction of any kind, as if they ran into mother-daughter sexual relationships every day. "So, shall we go to my place? It's not far." We decided to leave Lori's car at the mall and they rode with Dani and me. Jenny and Mollie followed in Jenny's car. We didn't say much until reaching my apartment, just some small talk. I figured there would be a lot to discuss and didn't want any of us to have to repeat anything for Jenny and Mollie. When we arrived at my place, we carried our purchases inside, fixed some soft drinks for the kids and pouring some wine for the adults before making ourselves comfortable on the chairs and sofa. I decided to start the conversation. "So, Becca, you say you've had the hots for us for some time now?" "Yes. I can't tell you how often I have masturbated thinking about both of you. In fact, there was one day I asked for permission to go to the bathroom and got myself off when I was in there. I had been able to look up your skirt and got all horny about it and had to do something or die. I remember you commented on how I looked when I got back from the bathroom. You asked if I was alright because, as you put it, I seemed 'a little flush.' I just said I was fine and you went on with class." "I remember that!" I said. "You mean you had just cum while fantasizing about me?" Becca nodded with a sly grin on her face. I felt flattered. "Well, I'll be," was all I could say, so I turned my attention to Lori. "Lori, what did you mean by 'There's more to it than that' when I said something about how you were ten when you and Becca first became involved?" "Well, you see, I was seduced by my mother when I was about six. I can remember enjoying all the attention she gave me, especially when she put her mouth on my little pussy. That was about the time that Rebecca was born. When Rebecca got old enough, my mom told me it was time I initiated Rebecca into female love. That was when she was about four. My mom would watch and masturbate then have me, and later Rebecca, lick her til she came. I wouldn't tell you this if it weren't for the fact that you are into the same thing." "How old is your mom?" Jenny asked. "She's only 34. She was fifteen when she had me. I never knew my father, and she always said it was only a one-night-stand and didn't really even remember his name because she was so high at this party at the time. She said she'd had sex with a couple of boys and one girl while she was there, so it could have been either of the guys who got her pregnant. She pretty well had Rebecca the same way, getting high at a party and getting fucked by some guy. Still, she prefers girls, especially us." I tucked that thought away until later, but it certainly occurred to me that their mother would love our blossoming club as much as we did. "Wow!" Mollie said. "I wish my mom was like that." "I wish my mom had gotten started with me years ago," said Dani, "like when I was four." "I wanted to, Baby. I think I really did. In fact, I stopped letting you sleep with me when you were six because I didn't trust myself. I guess I should have let you because we would have gotten started sooner." She came to me with tears in her eyes and sat in my lap, hugging me closely. Soon we were both crying softly with the emotion of our confessions, and she began to kiss my neck. I knew this was the beginning of today's orgy and let it happen. I had not come when the others had at the restaurant, and I was quite ready for it. Soon, Dani was kissing my lips and everywhere else on my face she could, and I hungrily returned the kisses. I glanced over to where Becca was sitting and her hand was already inside her jeans, which were unzipped and unsnapped to allow better access by her hand. She was gently rubbing. I felt a bit awkward in front of her, but only for the briefest of moments as I recalled she had done this very thing in the school's bathroom not that long ago while thinking of me. No, fantasizing about me. To her, this was her fantasy come true, and perhaps more. Dani's kisses began to move down my chest to nuzzle my still-clothed breasts. I allowed my eyes to continue wandering around the room, trying to figure out what groupings we would choose for this first time. Lori moved over to Mollie and began kissing her and removing her clothes. Soon she had her down to panties only and her hands were squeezing every pliant area of her beautiful skin. As I allowed my daughter to remove my clothes, I watched as Lori's hands moved inside Mollie's panties to grasp her slender ass, squeezing it in a sensuous rhythm to which Mollie was reacting with the expected lust. Jenny, seeing that Becca was busy taking care of things herself, moved to where she could kneel in front of her. She had already stripped herself and began to remove Becca's clothing. While my sweet eleven-year-old daughter continued to move down my body toward my now aching pussy, Jenny grabbed the elastic at the top of Becca's panties and pulled them down, exposing her gorgeous pussy for all who cared to see. And I cared to see, believe me. Becca, keeping her fingers on the tiny nub of her clitoris, spread her legs wide to allow Jenny as much access as she needed. I noticed she had sparse dark hair that were just wisps that covered her outer labia. Jenny's fingers joined Becca's in an erotic assault of the cream-covered labia that looked like tiny butterfly wings spread for Jenny's enjoyment. It was my first sight of Becca's wonderful pussy, and I intended to get to know it better in the very near future. Finally, I turned my attention to my lovely daughter Dani, who was just now moving from my boobs to my pussy, trailing a path of saliva that her tongue deposited along my belly as it inched toward my personal heaven. When her lips arrived at my pussy, I spread myself further still, watching as my young preteen daughter seemed to glue her mouth to my sex. I could distinctly feel her tongue beginning to lick and explore, drinking up the copious flow of my juices. Her eyes were closed in what I can only describe as a state of pure bliss as she bathed her mother's pussy with her tongue and lips. It was obvious that she was enjoying this to the fullest extent possible. I had been on edge all day, really since Dani and I finished our morning session, but it was an edge that had been sharpened with need at the restaurant where we had met Lori. Mollie, Jenny, and Dani had all cum, not to mention Lori, who at that moment was in a passionate sixty-nine with Mollie. Other than Becca, who hadn't been there, I was the only one of us who hadn't cum since watching that most erotic sight of Jenny, Mollie, Dani, and Lori cumming at the restaurant table. And my pussy was on fire, seemingly paying me back for ignoring her needs earlier. Only a good orgasm could quench that fire, and my daughter was bringing me closer with each lick, slurp, and suck. I felt two of Dani's fingers enter me, curling upwards to massage my G-spot, causing me to momentarily wonder where she learned about such a wonderful thing until I recalled her confession of spending a lot of time on the Internet seeking information about girl-girl lovemaking--while doing a lot more besides. I glanced around again at the two other couples making love nearby. Jenny was now in the chair and Becca appeared to be worshipping Jenny's pussy, which probably wasn't far from the truth. Jenny's legs were spread so far that she had her hands clasped behind her knees and was pulling her legs up and apart, watching Becca ravaging her pussy with her gorgeous lips and tongue. I caught Jenny's eye and we smiled in mutual, blissful pleasure. I turned my attention to Lori and Mollie. Lori was in ecstacy as she made love with her mouth, doing many of the things that Dani was now doing to my pussy. I couldn't really see what Mollie was doing to Lori, but whatever it was, it was enough to turn Lori into pure sexual energy, rocking back and forth while clasping Mollie's body to her like a child's teddy bear meant to keep the bad dreams away. The eroticism of these sights was almost painful. My senses seemed to be heightened. Every sound in the room registered. Squeaks of desire and moans of satisfaction mingled in my ears; the breathing of each person there could be determined in a way that allowed me to focus on any one girl's breathing rhythms; even the ticking of the clock seemed to be audible to my suddenly sensitive ears. My eyes caught tiny details of the visions presented to me. I could almost count the hairs on Mollie's pussy. I could see the pinkish red tinge of Becca's cunny as she licked and prodded Jenny's shaved pussy. I could count the tiny bumps that sprouted from Jenny's nipples. My sense of touch, however, was concentrated in one tiny square inch of flesh. Every nerve ending designed to feel tactily seemed to exist only in my clit. I could tell I was beginning to charge headlong into what may be the best orgasm of my life. And as surely as rain falls in Seattle in the autumn, my orgasm overwhelmed me like a tidal wave that came crashing over my body with joyous, spasming waves of energy. My body quaked and shivered, as if it were the San Andreas Fault, finally releasing all that pent-up energy. I became vaguely aware that my legs had clamped onto Dani's head, not releasing her but holding her head to the place where my feelings had gathered like all the matter of the universe had gathered at the center of existence before the Big Bang occurred. My orgasmic screams were so intense I heard a dog several apartments away begin to bark with excitement. Perhaps my neighbors heard, but at that moment, I didn't care. It was, without a doubt, the most wonderful, intense, mind-numbing orgasm of my life. I finally looked between my legs and saw my precious daughter there, a slightly worried expression on her face. "Are you alright, Mom?" she asked. All I could do at that moment was nod and smile, which I did. She smiled back. Realizing I was totally spent for a while and useless as far as getting her off, Dani moved to the floor and coaxed Becca and Jenny to join her in a daisy chain. Soon, Lori and Mollie had joined in as well. I just sat, numb, on my couch and considered how the past twenty-four hours had changed my life drastically. Twenty-four hours ago, I had not had sex with anyone but my toys for some time. Twenty-four hours ago, I had not known the joy of actually making love with a child. Twenty-four hours ago, I had not openly considered making love to my own daughter. And twenty-four hours ago, I had not even met Lori, who at this moment was licking Mollie's bald eleven-year-old pussy while having her own hairless pussy licked by my daughter Dani. Mollie was licking Jenny to her orgasm while Jenny licked Becca, who feasted on the slit of Dani's smooth mound. I was in heaven. If this were hell, let me burn. Finally, all the girls lay in post-orgasmic bliss, catching their breath. Bosoms large and small billowed to bring the oxygen into their bodies, and the rising of those fleshy mounds was one of my life's most beautiful scenes. I felt the urge to capture this landscape of beauiful, living flesh on canvas, though I cannot draw. It occurred to me briefly that this must be how Gaugin felt. "What now?" asked Becca, stretching like a sleek lionness and interrupting my reverie. "What's your mother's name and phone number?" I asked, picking up my phone. "Before you call, you should know she's with Lisa and Heather," Lori said, instead of giving me the phone number. "Who are Lisa and Heather?" I asked. They had not been mentioned before. post-orgasmic bliss, catching their breath. Bosoms large and small billowed to bring the oxygen into their bodies, and the rising of those fleshy mounds was one of my life's most beautiful scenes. I felt the urge to capture this landscape of beauiful, living flesh on canvas, though I cannot draw. It occurred to me briefly that this must be how Gaugin felt. "What now?" asked Becca, stretching like a sleek lionness and interrupting my reverie. "What's your mother's name and phone number?" I asked, picking up my phone. "Before you call, you should know she's with Lisa and Heather," Lori said, instead of giving me the phone number. "Who are Lisa and Heather?" I asked. They had not been mentioned before. "Lisa is my mom's younger sister, and Heather's her daughter," said Lori. Jenny and I exchanged a look and I returned my attention to Lori. "So then LIsa and Heather aren't..." I let the question hang, its meaning perfectly clear. "Well, Lisa is, but Heather's not," said Lori, strangely avoiding my gaze. "At least not yet. That's why our mom is over there. To try to get Lisa to see it's okay to have sex with your seven-year-old daughter. Mom's been trying to convince her for over a year now," added Becca. "But your mom and her sister have been doing it together?" asked Jenny. "Yeah, since Lisa was about five. She had Heather when she was fifteen." "Then Lisa is now about twenty-two?" I asked. "Yes," answered Lori. "And when Lisa was five and your mom about..." again I did the math..."seventeen, your mom had sex with Lisa?" Yes," Lori said again, making it sound like the most natural thing in the world, which to me, it was. "And did Heather's father run off?" asked Mollie. "No. Heather's father was my mom's and Lisa's uncle, but he died in a car accident a couple years ago." Jenny and I looked at each other again. This was one very close-knit family. "I know we sound like the world's most incestuous family, and maybe we are, but we all like it that way," said Lori, defending her family. "Would anyone mind if I called them about what we're doing here and inviting everyone over?" "Not at all," said Becca. "Mom would be very much in favor of it, I know, and Lisa would be, but I'm not sure she would want to bring Heather." "Well, I could give it a try. Nine women and children making love in my apartment sounds like the best of all worlds to me." "Our mom's name is Terri," Lori said and gave me the phone number for their Aunt Lisa. I dialed. "Hello?" "Is this Lisa?" "Yes." "My name is Cheryl. You don't know me, but I am a very good friend of Lori's, your neice." "Is everything okay?" "Everything's fine. More than fine really. Is Terri over there?" "Sure, just a sec'." There was conversation in the background, the gist of which, I figured, was the fact that Terri had never met any of Lori's friends named Cheryl. "Hello, this is Terri," a voice finally said. "Who is this?" "Ms. Sanderford, my name is Cheryl Taggert. I'm a friend of Lori's." I paused. "A very SPECIAL friend." The emphasis on special was enough to let her know what I meant, but she was being careful. "What do you mean, special?" she asked, wisely making me say it for her own protection. I plunged in. "Let's see. How can I put this? Lori and Becca just participated in an orgy with a friend of mine and an eleven-year-old student of hers, my daughter, who's also eleven, and me. I suppose that's clear enough." "Then I assume they told you about me and Lisa?" "Yes, they did. They also mentioned Heather and what you are over there now trying to accomplish. I thought maybe we could all get your sister to see the light, so to speak." Silence descended while Terri considered the proposition. Then I could hear some conversation, obviously with Lisa about what might happen. Eventually, she came back on the line for me. "Where do you live?" I gave her my address and she promised they would all three be there within an hour. I was skeptical about their bringing Heather, but I could tell from her tone that she was serious about at least coming herself. I recounted what little was said that they didn't hear, especially the part about their arrival within an hour. "Wow! Mom must be close to convincing Aunt Lisa about letting Heather join in," said Becca. "That'll be good cuz..." she stopped suddenly, as if about to reveal too much. "What were you about to say?" asked Lori, curious herself as to what Becca could mean. "Oh, nothing." "No, you were about to say something. What?" Lori continued. "Well... because I've already started messing around with Heather." Lori's jaw dropped. "You too?!" "You mean, you have...?" "Yes! For about a year now!" said Lori, laughing. "And I thought I was the first," said Becca. "I've only been doing it for about five months." We all got up to get more to drink and a snack while we waited for the other girls to join us. It was turning out to be quite a day.