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Harper's House -1-

 

"Harper, let me in," cried the lone eighteen-year-old boy. "I promise I'll change. Please Harper, open the door." After ten minutes of chaotic belligerence, he started to get angry, and pounded on their storm door until he broke the glass. Shattered it. A few of the neighbors started to look out their curtained windows at the disturbance. Then he loosed his mayhem on the main entrance to the home. It was wood, but Billy was a football player and he would probably break it down soon.

It was another in a series of drunken spectacles of the Justin Bieber look-alike, who traded on his good looks and was abusive toward women.

Harper was afraid he might have the gun with him that he had brandished after a football game. To even up the score. He was rattling the door violently when the squad car pulled up to their suburban home and removed him and his gun from the premises.

Billy Bonds was drunk, and Harper Mallory had had enough of him. In fact, she had had enough of men and boys. She was a stalwart on the girl's basketball team and a great student in the classroom. She was the opposite of a loser, and she had written Billy off as just such a boy.

Her mom had called the police when the storm door glass had shattered and she was going to press charges. She too had had enough of Billy the man-boy. It didn't matter that he was a senior tight end for the public high school where Harper was an honor roll student as a sophomore.

Elaine, Harpers mother, was a single mother of two. Harper, the sixteen-year-old beauty with striking blonde hair and growing breasts that were already almost a C cup, was the oldest. Hailey, 12, was a seventh grader at the junior high around the corner who was just coming into her own, physically, socially, and sexually.

Elaine watched from behind the curtains of the living room as Billy was handcuffed and tucked into the back seat of the cruiser. The last she saw of him was his face against the car window with rivers of tears and his beautiful hair in shambles, still crying out "Harper, I love you..."

Elaine cursed men and their big biceps and bulging crotches. She'd been a committed lesbian for two years now and divorced one and a half years ago. Her prayer was that her daughters would see the light too.

Hailey, although very popular with the boys, had crept into Elaine's room one stormy night not long after the incident with Billy, seeking shelter. The rampaging tight end really scared her to her core.

She was beloved by Elaine her mom and by Harper her sister, and, as lightening illuminated Elaine's bedroom, embraced her mother with cold hands, saying, "Mommy I'm scared. The lightening is so awful." She was still her little girl in some ways.

After comforting her, she noted that was wearing just a night shirt. Elaine lifted it over her head and then, without thinking, attached her mouth to her breasts. Hailey mewled,

"Oh, mommy, it's so good. Keep going, please, I love you so much. My breasts are so sensitive as they grow."

"And they are so...delicious baby girl. Hmmm. Muahhhh."

And Elaine did keep going, licking and kissing her everywhere for two hours. She took her hymen with a dildo. Hailey cried out, but soon settled into her mother's stroking. Talking to her soothingly, Elaine said, "You know what lesbianism is, don't you my dear?"

"Oh yes," Hailey responded gleefully. "Me and Molly Henderson have been doing it for two months now. I love it. I've never going back to boys. We really love each other. I'm afraid of high school, with boys like Harper's boyfriend Billy." Elaine started weeping gently, for she was beginning to see her dreams for Hailey come true and knew that she had to protect her. She had been thinking about her romance with the hot single woman, Terry. Have her move in. Be a family, a shelter for her young girls.

"Mom, what's wrong," said Hailey. "I didn't think you'd mind if I explored with Molly."

"Oh no Hailey, that's not it. I'm so glad you have Molly. This is what I had prayed to God for two years, that you'd find the sweet love of girls, on your own," said Elaine. "And now you have. Now that we've done away with your virginity, you can love girls and women to your heart's desire."

"That's beautiful, just like I told Molly it would be. My mother behind me 100%."

"Just promise me one thing. Always keep me abreast of who your girlfriends are, and we'll be finer than fine. You have a wonderful head on your shoulders and will always choose the beautiful girls, but it is just for your safety. I don't care who you love, or how, or when."

 

 

*****

 

Harper had the guts to dump Billy over the previous weekend before his breakdown. She'd had enough of his cheating and more than enough of his drinking.

They lived in nice house in a western suburb of Chicago. Billy was her first serious boyfriend, and a lot of the cool girls were really jealous. She liked that, and showed Billy some affection in school. She was called names, and got into a scrape with a big-breasted girl who called her a "hole." Harper later laughed at the girl's naiveté.

There were plenty of "parking spaces" for teens to be alone, and they got into a rhythm of fucking in Billy's pickup pretty much ever day. Harper had been on birth control, for the most part. They had been going together for six months.

But three months ago, during exams, her regimen of taking the little pill every day had lapsed, and she found herself pregnant. Many tears and accusations flew, and she ended up getting an abortion. She felt many emotions, most of them negative. Thankfully her mother accompanied her.

She was pleasantly surprised that the people in the abortion clinic were so nice to her. Harper even asked about getting a job there.

"We'll have an opening for a part time office assistant," said Barbara Doerr, the clinic manager. Barbara spoke with a British accent that Hailey was so distracted by. She thought of a sexy British beauty that played a secretary in an old James Bond movie she recently watched. But Barbara was beautiful too, and Harper put her to be in her early thirties.

"It's a paid internship that begins in January and it goes for one year. So, now is a good time to apply. If you could send us your resume within a week or so that would be good. We'll make a decision by Thanksgiving. Fill out this two-page application and send it in with the resume, love."

"I'd like that," said Harper. She got her app to the office and they called her two weeks later with the good news.

"Hello, can I speak with Harper," the manager of the clinic said.

"This is she," said Harper.

"Oh Lovely. I'm calling to let you know you've got the job with Planned Parenthood. The 3^rd of January is when it begins. Do you still want to join Planned Parenthood?"

"Yes, I do," said Harper.

"Perfect, we'll see you then at 8:00 on the morning of January 3^rd. Congratulations. I'm really looking forward to working with you. You're very attractive and have just the outgoing personality we need. Have a nice Holiday, Love."

"God, I'm in love with Ms. Doerr," Harper thought. "Everything is "love" with her. She's so pretty and that accent, Ohhh."

 

 

*****

 

Harper found herself surrounded by beautiful women who cared for her. After her abortion she was "laid low" for a few days. Her home room teacher was very understanding and helped her fill out the form for her absence. Ms. Reed was a single woman in her twenties who whispered to her,

"Just so you know, I had two abortions in another life. Planned Parenthood is the best and you'll be well cared for. Maybe we can talk about it some more. When you're back at school."

"I'd like that," said Harper.

Her next-door neighbor, Suzanne Rogers, came to see her the day she was out of school at Elaine's suggestion. Harper asked her if she could make a couple mint teas, one for her and one for herself.

"I remember my abortion like it was yesterday," said Suzanne. "It was the same situation you were in. I was a sophomore, and a hunky senior on the football team and I were screwing on a daily basis. Then I got careless with the pill and next thing you know I'm pregnant. But, enough about me. How are you doing with the whole thing?"

She began to stroke Hailey's hair, and Hailey tilted her head toward the thirty-something brunette. There eyes met, and she knew she was genuinely cared for. They kissed and hugged, briefly. "God, I could get used to this," Hailey thought.

"I'm OK. Another day or so and I'll be back at school," said Hailey.

"Don't feel bad about your decision," said Suzanne. "It's really for the best. Just remember to always take your birth control every morning."

 

*****

 

So, Harper missed one day of school. Billy wanted to get with her, but she told him, "That's not a good idea, Billy. I'm really kind of out of it and the nurse said to just take it easy this week."

"You still love me, don't you?" said Billy.

"I don't want to talk about that," said Harper. "Just leave me alone for a week and we'll see. The abortion took a lot out of me, I can barely make it school. Hey, I left a couple books at your house. Could you bring them over tomorrow. I need them for my homework that is due next week. The Dicken's book and the Virginia Woolf book. Oh, and my pink notebook. It's all right there in your den."

"Sure, I'll bring them over," said Billy. "Uuhhhh, Anything else?"

"No, that will be everything."

"OK, I'll swing by after practice. Around 5:30. Bye." He gave her a peck on her proffered cheek.

"He's moving on, just when I need him. I just know it. Good riddance," she said to herself.

 

*****

 

Three weeks later was the episode at their home, and by that time she had crossed the line and fully embraced lesbianism. She'd gone to the sleepovers and had tasted her first girls two years ago. Now she was falling for every single adult woman she met.

It was a girl a year ahead of her at a sleepover in August before her ninth-grade year. They hooked up in Harper's sleeping bag and did everything. They started off innocent enough, but fingers found clits and mouths found pussies. She had two long-running orgasms with the gurl.

She loved it. So different than with boys. Her pussy was on fire and she kept cumming. She gave as good as she got. It was glorious. She knew then she would probably never go back. She started shaving down there. At first just for fun. Later, she realized how wonderful it looked and how no one got hairs stuck in their throats any more. This was what she'd been seeking, an affirmation of the pure essence of feminine beauty and love.

Then in school that fall there were lots of good-looking boys, and she forgot about the girls for a while.

 

*****

 

Elaine knew of her abortion and she approved of it and gave her transportation for her appointment and held her hand and many assurances.

"Your abortion will only take about ten minutes," she said. You can take the nurse's hand and mine. They are always so professional and so nice."

Harper felt really loved. Billy had pretty much abandoned her, and he didn't even offer to pay for it. Elaine had had two abortions as a younger woman and she didn't want her daughter saddled with a child. The abortion drew them closer and one day, when she was still recovering, Elaine stayed home from work.

"Is there anything you need?" asked Elaine. "Anything I can do for you, darling girl?"

"No," said Harper. "Can we talk?"

"Certainly," said Elaine. "What's on your mind?"

"You know what goes on in the sleepovers, don't you?"

"They should call them `sleep orgies' for all I know. You forget we had two of them here."

"I know, and they were great. But when the lights go out and it gets quiet, the girls are hooking up. For sex and stuff."

"Oh, I know. It's kind of fun, isn't it?"

"It is...wonderful," said Harper. "The sleepover had a lot of influence on me, and I became rather aggressive and began fucking girls at junior high. They fucked me too, in the bathrooms. And mom, I became bisexual, still thinking about boys a little, but leaning heavily toward being a girl who loves only girls. This whole thing with Billy was a lesson for me."

"The reason I bring this stuff up is that I have decided to become a lesbian like you. From now on its girls for me. Billy has scared me off of men, for good. He was such a loser during this whole thing with the abortion. I hope you understand."

"Oh, baby girl, I do understand," said Elaine. "You know, I had two abortions in high school, so I get what you're going through now. All that goes away when you realize it's girls who can give you everything that a man can, and more." The news that her mom had gone through two abortions really gave Harper a warm and comfy feeling.

Elaine had slipped her arm around Harper when they laid together in her bed. She took a chance, and leaned into her and kissed her on the mouth and took her womanly breast and loved it. She felt her beautiful daughter relaxing. She looked at her, smiling, and said,

"Your sister came out to me last month. We've made love several times, and she now has a girlfriend. I've been so worried about you with the boys. But you came to the decision on your own, and I couldn't be prouder."

"Make love to me," mewled Harper. "Mommy, I love you and I really need to feel you inside of me."

Elaine sensed that, for now, the time to talk was over. She undressed Harper and then got out of her clothes, throwing most of them to the corner. There were two beautiful women on the bed, and Elaine slowly kissed her loving daughter all over: her sensuous lips, her womanly breasts, her sublime shaved pussy. Harper kissed her back, hungrily.

First with one finger, then with two, she dipped into the wonders of Harper's sex. Elaine was in heaven.

"Oh my God mom, it's so good, so goddam good."

Here was her daughter, a woman, rolling around on the bed underneath her, twisting the sheets and consumed with passion for her. Elaine was moved.

She gently said to Harper, "You let me know if you have any pain down there, because I'm going to fuck you only the way another woman can."

She moved down to her pussy, and put her two fingers back into her. Meanwhile, she rolled the sizeable clit back and forth with her thumb, and Harper got the tingle. She missed that with Billy.

"Mom your better than Billy. It's so good. There's really no comparing a guy with your loving. I'm never, ever going back. I'm a dyke now for sure."

"Ooh, and I love you, my beautiful dyke."

She patted her pussy, then got Harper up on her knees and slipped under her. Harper would soon learn what were the signals of love, like the patting of her pussy and one slap of her butt and two fingers on the jaw, turning the face for the kiss of a lifetime.

Elaine put her long tongue inside her daughter and grabbed her ass with both hands, and her daughter closed her eyes in wonder that her mother was under her, giving her the best oral she had ever received.

"Aahhhh, Aahhhh," Haper cried out. "Fuck me mommy, c'mon, show me what I've been missing."

Elaine made buzzing sounds as she upped the energy of her loving. She was all agog at her daughters warm, creamy pussy.

"Oh, daughter of mine, your cunt is heavenly. All warm and wet a squishy. And so delish too." Elaine was still under her pussy, laving and playing with it. Giving orgasms.

"Aahhhh, thanks mom," said Harper. "Uunnhhhh, does this mean we're Friends With Benefits?"

"Oh yeah, lots and lots of benefits," said Elaine. "Oohhhh, one thing you'll have to get used to with me is I don't keep up with the latest lesbian terminology. However, Uunnhhhh, I think, I have other good traits."

"Yeah, I know, like this, for example" said Harper, as she easily picked her mother up and got under her pussy, trading places with her, sucking on her cunt.

"Yes, like that, my God," shrieked Elaine. "Weeeeee."

Harper shifted into over drive and ate that pussy like, well, like neither Elaine nor Harper had ever experienced it. Harper was very athletic; she could toss her mother around, frankly. "Aahhhh, Graaaa, Aahhhh, oh you're killing me," Elaine roared. She was grinding her hips in little circles.

 

*****

 

One Saturday Elaine had been talking to her girlfriend Terry and arranged for Terry to come over that morning around 11:00. She felt it was time to include her in the lovemaking with Harper. She had seen Harper when picking Elaine for a night out with the girls and was "chomping at the bit" to get with her.

Elaine went into Harper's bedroom, with one knock on the door. Harper was semi-naked and reading erotic stories online. Harper was getting close, her cunt so wet, so creamy as the lovers in the story we're humping furiously.

"Oh," Elaine said. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Nah, "Mariel and Juanita" can wait he he. What's up?"

"I thought you could use some company today," said Elaine. "In a little while I've got a surprise for you that I think you'll love."

Elaine had with her a bottle of lube and a strapon dildo. Harper's eyes lit up and a lascivious smile slowly appeared on her face.

"Ooh, just what the doctor ordered, Mom."

"And, I went out to Amazon and ordered several things for you," Elaine said. "Two vibrators: a rabbit one and a small one for your purse or your pocket. And, two strapons, sort of a skinny one and a fat one, just to get you started. Just do us both a favor and clean them after use."

Once again Harper was in awe of her mom. "You're so thoughtful. I've been saving my money for these things and you went and bought them. Come here you."

Harper was laying on the bed, but she stood on her knees, her arms enveloping Elaine. They kissed like lovers should, deeply and passionately.

"I have morning breath," said Harper. "Let me brush my teeth."

While Harper was in the bathroom, Elaine got undressed and put on the slim strapon. She thought Harper would appreciate it, and she was going to fuck Harper in the ass too. She was a fastidious dresser, and tucked the dangling straps under the strapon. She knew used the lube she had brought with her on the dildo. By the time Harper was out of the lady's room, Elaine was ready to put a dollop of lube in and around her pussy.

Harper jumped on the bed, and scooched toward the middle. She was in awe of her mother, the most thoughtful person ever, and said,

"I wish I could be as cool as you! You do everything just so perfectly. Like applying lube to me. Just so slow and thorough; never in a hurry."

There is one word that a daughter can call a mother that will boost the mother's confidence. Elaine's head was spinning with her label as, "cool."

"Awww, that's so fucking nice of you," said Elaine. A thought flashed through her mind of participating in a small orgy of ripe high school girls. She let the thought linger, then said, "Are you ready, my love?"

"There's that word again, love," a thought quickly came to Harper. "Yes mam, ready, willing, and able." She was totally relaxed and in the missionary position.

"He, he," laughed Elaine, as she ran the dildo along Harper's bare outer lips. She loved fucking her stylish daughter. Not just the doing, but the thinking of the doing. After a few preliminary strokes she got serious and she forged ahead, deeper, stronger.

Haper was wiggling a bit and adjusting her hips for the thrusting back, once her mother got in rhythm. It took only a minute before Harper was meeting Elaine's thrusts with her own movement.

"Sshhishpow, Sshhishpow," rang through the house as the two women's pussies met. Elaine was getting off on the strapon hitting her clit.

They had been doing it missionary for some time, when Harper took the initiative and got on her knees, doggie style. She had gotten a tingle, and she felt like she wanted to fuck that shiny red strapon dildo.

"Sshhishpow, Sshhishpow," rang out in Harper's bedroom. Her mother was massaging her own tits and she to had an itch that needed to be scratched.

She found herself noticing some changes in Harpers bedroom. The wall behind her bed had some pics fanned out from a center where Elaine noted a big picture of...her. "Damn," she thought. "She is in love with me."

The rest of the pictures in the gallery were of high school gals and Hailey, her sister. The pictures were tilted right and left, but Hailey was at the top, and straight. She recognized some of the girls, and all the girls were cute too, like her daughters. Behind all the pics there was a semi-circle of gold and orange paint, presumably a beautiful rendition of the sun. The rest her room was a soft lavender.

"Damn, the stereotype of the gay butch girl is dead," Elaine thought.

"Sshhishpow, Sshhishpow," continued to ring out in the house.

She looked down and the beauty of her daughter struck her, in all her messy glory. Her blonde hair splayed out around her head in a semi-circle, shone like a beacon calling all lesbians to her.

"Damn you are beautiful Harper honey," Elaine purred. Her daughter was thinking the same about her. "Aahhhh, Hmmmm."

"Mom your, so good at this, I'm cumming, I really am," said Harper. Elaine willed her own orgasm forward, the strain of her clit against the pad on the strapon was driving her crazy. She began to focus on her own orgasm; Harper's could take care itself. She squeezed her buns, pushing more blood toward her clit. Her tingle now took over, and she cried out,

"Ahh my god, I'm cumming too Harper, I'm cumming too." She began to move her clit up and down, increasing the tension in her upper mons and her big clit. "Oohhhh, Aahhhh," she mewled.

Elaine saw Harper freeze, her arms and legs pointing outward. Even her feet extending and straightening, her entire body reacting to the flood of hormones coursing through her.

"Oh mommy, Aahhhh, Oohhhh, Aahhhh, the tingle is so...Aahhhh, Oohhhh, Oohhhh..."

Harper came and the room swirled in her favorite colors, of deep teals and blues and bright yellows. She closed her eyes and the colors persisted and she was swept up in so much pleasure and then everything went black.

Elaine too followed her tingle, her itch, until it pulled her forward on top of Harper. She laid there in her semi-conscious state, murmuring "Harper, Harper, Harper." And then she too was silent.

 

*****

 

They lay quietly in the after glow, Elaine with her arms draped around her daughter, though she did not know how she got there.

"Mom, could I bring someone over who is still on the down low, to expose her to a lesbian threesome and strapon sex?" said Harper, sort of out of nowhere, groggily. "I know that once she experiences you and your overwhelming love there is no turning back."

"Just now I was distracted by that thought, the wonderful world of high school baes like you," said Elaine. "Bring them all, it doesn't matter who. I know you'll only hook up with the lucious kinds of girls. I'll workout and eat right just to satisfy you, honey."

"And, just so you know, I'm a new girl," Harper said. "It's kind of like I've been baptized in the fire of your love. And I'm going to take good care of myself too."

"Oh Harper, isn't it wonderful," said Elaine. She turned Harper's face toward hers and kissed her, feeling the sumptuous mounds of her breasts and exploring her wonderful pussy again.

The feeling was exquisite. Harper bubbled her thanks while thinking there couldn't be anything better than this. She suggested that she could be the top this time, and Elaine relished the opportunity to bottom.

"Mom, I've only been a top twice," said Harper. "Do you think I could do you? You know, with your advice."

"100%, let's do this," said Elaine. She scurried to her bedroom to get a fresh strapon and came back with a nine-inch Pride strapon, relatively thick. Harper was mesmerized by the combination of colors.

Harper was fastening the strap around her hips, sticking the dildo through the hole in the center of the sturdy blue panties. She was a size 4, and Elaine a size 6, so they could basically wear each other's clothes...and strapons.

"Do you believe in Pride?" said Harper. "I mean, it's all good, but, I dunno, it seems kind of fake to me. All for the purposes of political clout. I just can't imagine myself being on the same side of things as men, gay or straight."

"It does, a little," said Elaine. "I mean, the very people we've rejected turns out that they're allies or something. Except they're gay. I think the lesbian movement is doing quite well without the men. But, let's not worry about that now. Whatever the bitches is New York and California decide, he he. Come on and fuck me, darling."

Harper patted Elaines ass and moved her to the center of the bed. Elaine started in doggie, which was fine for Harper. She would not feel the pressure of her mom's eyes on her. She grabbed the lube, and applied some to the Pride dildo, spreading it along the rippled shaft. In her mind she was imagining the shaft going in and out of her mother. Mmmm.

"Do you like a lot or just a little lube on your cunt?" asked Haper.

"I'm so wet in anticipation of my daughter fucking me," Elaine said. "But just a little on the outside and inside, going down about an inch or so."

Harper loved her mother's big pussy, and she naturally bent Elaine's ass toward her mouth and licked her. "Yep, she's swampy all right," thought Harper. She licked her for about a minute, her tongue extending into her canal quite a way. Then she spread the lube.

"Oohhhh, hurry baby, I can't wait much longer," said Elaine. "I'm going to cum so big for you, I just know it." Harper spread the lube and put the bottle aside. She was running on instinct, for she had been fucked several times, but had never the privilege of doing another girl.

 

 

 

Terry closed the front door behind her and locked it. She undressed in the guest bedroom, leaving her bra and panties (a delicious pink set to go great with her natural tan and buxom tits), and made her way to the bedroom where Harper and Elaine were fucking.

She quietly opened the door a bit and what she saw melted her instantly. Harper was atop Elaine, and Elaine was taking the Pride dildo most of the way into her cunt. Obviously, they both were really into it; a bomb could have gone off next door and they'd still be fucking.

Terry entered the room and stood by the side of the bed and kissed Harper. She knew instantly that she was kissing a lesbian, not some bisexual girl, for Harper didn't miss a beat, didn't say anything to Terry...just kissed her back deeply, passionately, while still fucking Elaine.

"Oh my, what a girl, fuck," she said to Harper. At that point Elaine opened her eyes and laughed once, and then smiled, a big beaming smile. For Harper had responded how she hoped she would, entering the life, spreading around the love. In fact, Elaine was ecstatic. Still smiling, she said,

"Oh, you two keep kissing, I'm right there, Oohhhh, Aahhhh. Keep fucking me Harper my love, and Terry, assist. Not that she needs it."

Terry put a hand on Elaine's breast, molding it. Her other hand went to her clit, jilling it, making live to it with her thumb. Every fifteen- or 20-seconds Terry kissed Harper, deeply, wildly. Harper said,

"Oh, I'm gonna cum too. I've got a tingle. A big, fat tingle."

Elaine cried out, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Oh..." She gyrated on the bed, grabbing hands full of sheet, rising with her hips to meet Harpers love thrusts. Her cumming sparked Harper, who began to tremble.

"My god me too, me too," she said. "Oh my god Terry, keep kissing me and grab my tits too." Harper was the captain of the girl's basketball team, and at sixteen was already 5'11". She had definitely found her mission in life, to be a topgurl and make women cum. She was a natural and she was about to experience simultaneous orgasms for the first time.

 

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