My Girl, Her mum and I (and whoever else...)

Kevin

I shrugged and nodded to Rach... a little less frustrated now now that Mrs. Lindsay has sorted things out. I sat down next to her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, looking down at the pad that she had in front of her...

"So what questions have we got here???" ...
 
June:

"Not anything too personal though," I commented. In the back of my head, I went through some really personal moments and almost laughed to myself.
 
'They are a bit personal. But I really need this grade. Please." I turned to him and pouted, knowing he couldn't say no to me.
"Okay, first question."
"How old were you when you lost your virginity, and to whom?" I shifted a bit, wondering if Mom would answer or not.
 
Kevin

I almost choked on my cocoa when I heard the question. Rach laughed at me, patting my back to make sure that I was ok. I looked to Mrs. Linday with a "what the fuck?" look on my face...

"Eh. That's kind of a peculiar question for an essay isn't it?"

Rach pouted again and I knew I had to answer.

"Oh alright... I'll say, but keep this between us ok? ... You know Julia? Down the road? The girl that we went to highschool with??? Well... I eh... lost my virginity on her 16th birthday party, which made me 15... to her mother."

A slight grin appeared on my face and then I blushed. Profusely.
 
June:

"....to her mother," I froze. Mrs Faulkner?! I wasn't sure if I heard correctly. The two of us were pretty close, her living just down the lane and all that. And there was this time when she did tell me about some boy she had fucked in a moment of madness. Some boy indeed. The way she described him, he could have beat most men hands down.

I stared at Kevin, with a new perspective. I'd never have expected a nice boy like him to be involved with a woman old enough to be his mother.

"Well, that should set the floodgates open." I tried to withhold my laughter.
 
Kevin

I regathered myself, but the rosey tinge still lingered on my cheek. I buried my face up against Rach's neck, chuckling uncontrollably, trying to hide my embarassment. Eventually I pulled away, but not before planting a soft kiss on her neck...

"Well, that should set the floodgates open." said Mrs. Lindsay.

She almost looked like she was going to break out into laughter.

"Yeah. SHOULD. So what about you, Mrs. Lindsay? When was your first? I think it's only fair if you answered the question too." I said, nodding in a matter-of-fact manner. Maybe this will take the lime light off me for a bit...
 
June:

Much as I'd expected, Kevin presses me for an answer, probably to hide his own embarrassment.

I contemplated the question, and looked at Rachelle for a while. I realised that I've never told her this before and that she might take it the wrong way. I've always told her to keep her virginity, not that I'm conservative or anything but she should always save it for someone special.

The truth was, I was doing the opposite in my younger days; sometimes I couldn't even believe how wild I got.

"Well, I'm not so sure about this. This is pretty personal; dangerous grounds if you know what I mean..."
 
I was stunned when Kevin made his "confession". Her mother, that uptight old lady? But then realized she was the same age as mine, but not half as good looking. My Mom had always kept herself trim and fit, encouraging me to do the same. I had never thought about her having sex, I mean, she's my Mom.
Kevin had snuggled into my neck, breathing warmly onto me, making my nipples harden. I tried to shift, but couldn't. He didn't even know what he was doing to me, did he?
Mom seemed to hesitate, so I pressed her too.
"It's only fair as Kevin told his story. I think you should also, though I know the answer. She saved it for marriage, My Dad being her one and only. That's the way good girls are. Right Mom?"
But I saw the look on her face, and wondered.
"Right?"
 
June:

I laughed nervously. This was worse than I thought, and the bit that Rachelle just talked about made me feel even more uneasy.

"Well honey, there has been a part of my life; which is of course in the past; that I've never told you, or anyone else about." I paused, as the tension seem to mount.

"Your dad wasn't exactly the first..." I trailed off, unable to continue.
 
Kevin

All this talk about sex with these two gorgeous women was definitely having it's effect on me, and I began to find my self progressively being more and more turned on... As I listened to Mrs. Lindsay tell her story, I reached down under the table and gentle laid my left hand on Rach's thigh. I ran my fingertips teasingly over her inner thigh, turning to watch the expression on her face...
 
June:

I thought briefly to myself; images of that night came back to me. I didn't mean for it to happen. It just did, along with an overdose of liquor and other stuff. My pussy tingled as I remembered how for the whole night I was pounded into again and again and again; in places that I never imagined possible. I remembered how I could barely walk for the next week. I too remembered exactly who it was that took my virginity, when I was only 17.

I recollect my senses again, trying to push the tingling feeling between my legs aside. I noticed that my breathing was becoming more rapid; I blamed myself for getting excited over these things like a little school girl.

"Ok, no details but the first man I had was...the football captain in my college..." There I said it, as I waited anxiously to see their response to this.
 
"Mom!!!" I was stunned, and jumped.
"Mr. Jackson? You and Mr. Jackson, Henry's Dad?"

I shocked me, absolutely shocked me. I had dated Henry, yes he was the one I had "done" it with. And my Mom...
"Why didn't you ever tell me. I dated his son! Henry and I... I mean well, geesh. Crap. Shit."
 
OOC:

Oops. If you hadn't noticed that was merelan's name there. Yup, thats me, Rachelle. Decided I wanted to try and use a different name over here, not because I am ashamed, read my other ones. Not because I am hiding, but because I post here so much I was getting confused as to what character was in which thread.
Forgive me? Or do I need to pay for my crime?

This is between Tyriel and mfucker and myself. They decide my fate.
 
OOC: GRRrrRRR

Why?? HOW COULD YOU??? You know what you deserve??? A good spanking. ;) No, seriuosly, don't know about mfucker, but it didn't bother me one little bit. Don't see the what the fuss is. In fact, I thought it was a rather splendid touch using a Rachelle as a fake name, cos it fitted with the role... So... party on! :)
 
Kevin

"You and Mr. Jackson???" I asked Mrs. Lindsay with a look of disbelief on my face...

"And YOU and HENRY???" I asked Rach, with yet another look of disbelief on my face. But of course, this particular face was made up, because I knew quite well that Henry was Rach's first... He made it common knowledge to the guys when he spelt out every detail in the changing room showers after one particular football match.

This was beginning to get interesting. Turning out to be a real family affair... While I waited for responses from mother and daughter, I slipped my hand a little further up Rach's thigh...
 
OOC:
Thank you for forgiveness.

IC:
His hand slipped up my thigh, and I found it distracting. Here I was with my Mom and boyfriend.
"Wait? How did you know about Henry and I? I never told anyone." And then it dawned on me. I may not have told anyone, but Henry must have. And he had the same professor as I did. I wondered if he had told him, and who else knew. Then blushed as I realized these two knew now that I had "done it".
I tried to slide out from under his hand, but he gave my leg a firm squeeze and wouldn't let me. Flushed now I lost all my idignation with Mom.
"I am sorry Mom. I guess, well, your Mom, and I never thought you, well. Never mind."
 
OOC: I'm fine with it; was beginning to wonder where this guest Rachelle came from - fluent style and didn't seem to amateurish. Plus she never posts anywhere else.
 
June:

"Hey girl, don't give me that look. You never told me about Henry either; besides I was so young back then. And so was MR JACKSON. It wasn't as if I did it with an older guy."

The moment I said it, I knew I shouldn't have. I threw a guilty look towards Kevin before continueing sheepishly.

"Kevin, I didn't mean it that way, hope I didn't offend you." I paused. "Great, now that everything's out in the open, we might as well get on with the rest of the questions."

I desperately needed to move on; my pussy felt almost on fire already from my little flashbacks. What they didn't need to know was that I took on the entire football team that night.
 
OOC: You are very sweet. i just lose track, esp. with the masquarade to work on.
 
OOC: Yes, the masquarade is pretty demanding. That's the way with popular threads I guess.

[Edited by mfucker on 10-18-2000 at 12:03 PM]
 
I was nervous now, for the nest question was even more personal.
I swallowed, and reached down and squeezed Kevins hand to me, for comfort.
"okay. here's the next one. Have you, or would you, ever engage in sex with two or more people. And if so, with whom."
Again I swallowed nervously and fidgeted. Somehow all these thoughts were making me horny, that couldn't be right.
Yet between Kevin's hand, and the thought of my Mom having sex with Mr. Jackson, I was a bit, well... hot.
 
Kevin

"okay. here's the next one. Have you, or would you, ever engage in sex with two or more people. And if so, with whom."

I felt Rachelle reach down and squeeze my hand. Did she want me to stop?? ... I held my hand still under the table momentarily.

"GEESSS... What kinda essay are you writing?" I laughed... as reluctant as I may have seemed answer the first question, I was in fact now quite keen to answer the next, given the level of arousal I'm at. Hearing about Mrs. Lindsay and Mr. Jackson, Henry and Rach, and having my hand half way up Rach's thigh was making me seriously horny. I was just surprised that Rach has not noticed the buldge developing under my jeans...

"Anyway.. well, No, I have't engaged in sex with two or more people..." I grinned sheepishly. "But... um..." I pretended to hesitate. "I've WOULD though. And well..." I pretended some more. "one of them would have to be you my dear Rachelle..." I grinned again, and stuck my tongue out at Mrs. Lindsay playfully. "Sorry."

"And the other..." I continued. "I better keep to myself..."
 
Me? He wanted sex with me? I knew he was horny alot, but was so careful, though the hand on my thigh told me he was excited. Me and someone else? I couldn't imagine it.
"Hey, that's not fair! You have to answer all the questions. Please Kevin. If I don't get this credit I am going to flunk. Or else have to stay for extra lessons, and well.." I shushed myself, for his hand was so warm and had just slid to my inner thigh. Even through the sweats I could feel it. If i moved, Mom would see what he was doing, and get mad at him. I bit my lip, trying not to moan, or react. I felt warm, and wet. Glad I was wearing baggy clothes or they would see how hard my nipples were. I could feel them rubbing the inside of the sweatshirt.
"I guess these are really personal. Maybe I should find someone else to ask. it's just that, well. You two are my best friends. It's okay if you don't want to answer." Though I wondered now what my Mom would say. I had thought I had known her, but now.
 
Kevin

I massaged Rach's inner thigh with my fingertips, and continued to shift my hand closer and closer, until the edge of palm was teasingly brushed up against her with every little movement of my hand...

"I guess these are really personal. Maybe I should find someone else to ask. it's just that, well. You two are my best friends. It's okay if you don't want to answer." she said, trying hard to concentrate on each word without being distracted by my caress.

"Nuh uh.. NO WAY you're asking these kinds of questions to another guy." I shoke my head, completely against the thought of Rach even given another guy half a cue to take advantage of her.

"I'll uh... tell you who the other person is... I uhhh... let me think." I looked around the room. There was Rach, me, and Mrs. Lindsay. "How about eh... Mrs. Lindsay!" I proclaimed, half pretending that I only picked Mrs. Lindsay because it would seem like a joke...

Both of them sat there with stunned faces, staring at me, while I twitched under my jeans, suddenly exposed to the idea of having Mrs. Lindsay's lips wrapped around my cock and having my tongue buried in Rach's pussy - at the same time.

"WHAT?!?!" I said. "I was only kidding..."
 
June:

Once Rachelle popped the second question, my mind went back to the events that night. I had hoped that I could put it out of my mind, at least for the rest of the night.

I kept my silence as I half-listened to Kevin's answer, wondering what I should say myself. Even if I had lied, nobody would know. But lying to my daughter made me feel uncomfortable, even though the truth might hurt me alot more than I thought.

My mind begins to wander, at the same time my pussy growing in desire as flashes of images run through my mind.

Then something Kevin said seemed to snap me out of it.

"What was it you just said Kevin?" I wasn't sure; I had to make sure. This was no joking matter. At least if he wasn't joking it meant that he was hitting onto me right in front of my daughter.
 
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