| Shared Pleasures A lovely letter (or two) from a reader inspired this story and I hope she likes it and it brings her joy. I appreciate her mail, thanks sweetie! ~~Jen Alicia Sorenson was quite amused by her daughter's reaction when she first saw her Mom. The 16-year old had never seen her 42-year old mother dressed like this. "Wow Mom," the auburn-haired cheerleader enthused. "You look smoking hot, do you finally have a date?" The newly-divorced Alicia smiled at Alison. "No date baby, go upstairs and get changed. You and I are going shopping this afternoon and I thought since I've spent the past 6 months getting this body in shape I just might like to show it off. Hurry up and get showered and changed, we're going to have a fun afternoon." Alicia smiled to herself and thought Just how much fun you have no idea! As her daughter ran upstairs, Alicia's cell phone rang out. She answered it and felt a warm smile pass her lips. "Hi there Glory, yes, everything's all set. We should be there in about an hour – of course I didn't reveal anything, you know I can keep a secret. Oh, just stop that, I've kept plenty of secrets over the years – I kept yours, didn't I?" Her friend laughed on the other end of the phone. "See you in an hour babe, hugs and kisses!" Alicia hung up the phone just in time to see Alison descend the stairs. She was wearing the clothes her mother had laid out for her, a gauzy, cream-colored blouse and a tiny white miniskirt, plus a brand-new pair of high heels. There was a look of puzzlement on her lovely face and in her green eyes. "The shoes are – very generous Mommy, thank you – but why did you want me dressed this way? It's such a change from the way I normally dress!" Alison said, expressing her opinion. "Yes it is and it's about time, Aly," Alicia said, using her daughter's preferred nickname. "You don't show off enough of your wonderful body, you're a sexy young lady and there's nothing at all wrong with being proud of that." Alicia sighed. "I'm sure your father and his family told you otherwise, but he's not here. From now on, you can dress with a bit of flash if you want to – I certainly won't object!" Alicia stated. Alison was baffled by her mother's new attitude, but at 5'10" and being one of the most popular cheerleaders on the squad, she knew how sexy she was. When her father lived at home, she down-played her attractiveness, but if Mommy was giving her permission to sex it up, why the hell not? She also loved her new high heels, they were real white stilettos with the metal point that glinted in the sunlight. She certainly wasn't dumb enough to turn down a free pair of sexy shoes and she loved the way they accentuated her long legs. Alison sensed that she'd attract a lot of attention wearing those, if she dared to wear them to school. Alicia looked at her daughter with appreciative eyes. Since entering her teens, Alison had been turning from an awkward young woman to a graceful, sexy young lady. Today was the day Alicia, with a little bit of help from Glory, would show Alison her full potential as a woman. Her credit card would be taking quite a hit, but what the hell – it was all Ron's money anyway! Instead of taking her sensible little Honda, Alicia chose to drive her Jaguar. This afternoon was going to be truly special, why not indulge in every way possible? She watched as Alison got in the car, her skirt sliding up even more, if that were possible. It was a lovely sight and it was only just the beginning. She revved the engine and they were off on their adventure. "We're meeting your Aunt Glory and cousin Becca for lunch, before we go shopping," Alicia told her daughter. Alison nodded and smiled. "That'll be nice Mom, I haven't seen Aunt Glory in nearly a year," Alison commented. There was a good reason for that, Ron had never cared much for his wife's closest friend. He got a "vibe" from Glory that he just didn't like, even though the girls had been friends since kindergarten. Throughout the years, wherever you looked, if you saw Alicia, you saw Glory. The girls were like sisters, inseparable and soul-mates in many ways. There wasn't a confidence they hadn't shared, a pain they hadn't felt together. The girls even lost their virginity to the same boy, at the age of 15. His name was Barry Whittaker and although the sex was forgettable, what happened after was certainly not. Alicia had gone out with him for a few months. There had been some kissing, a bit of fondling and some attempts at sex, but few of them were skilled. Finally, the 15-year old Alicia had taken the bull by the horns and sucked his cock in the back seat of his car. Barry's eyes went wide at the teen's apparent skills, he had no idea this was her first time and that she had learned most of her tricks from reading her brother's porn collection. She was incredible and sucked him right down to the base. The 17-year old couldn't hold on and he came, but Alicia was able to swallow and get him hard again. They fucked as best they could in the limited space and for a number of times after before Alicia decided she wanted better than Barry. She had her eyes on a few other guys, so when she dumped him, she was quite willing to let her 6-months younger friend go out with Barry. "How was he?" Alicia asked her friend over a Coke in the school cafeteria. By that point, Glory and Barry had been going out for a week. She knew her friend had hot pants and was eager to lose her virginity to an older boy. "I hope my hard work paid off, he sure as shit wasn't very good when we first did it!" Glory sighed as she moved a French fry across her plate. "I guess he's okay and he treats me nice, but every time we do it, I keep thinking is that it? And fuck, I can just imagine what he was like before you taught him," Glory giggled, brushing a stray strand of blonde hair from her blue eyes. Alicia nodded. No matter how much she worked with Barry, he never was able to bring her to full climax. She usually had to use her fingers or wait until she got home and use one of the new toys her mother didn't know she had. She was interested in another guy now, Ron Sorenson and hoped that he'd be better in the sack. Sex was supposed to be fun, so why wasn't it? That question continued to go unanswered. Glory continued to date Barry and Ron was now heavily involved with Alicia. The two best friends met up every Monday before school and compared notes. Ron was better than Barry, but only just by a hair. Glory was enjoying Barry's company and he doted on her, but the sex – she told her friend that she could take it or leave it. One spring weekend, Glory invited Alicia to her home while her parents were away. It was nearing summer and they had gone to open up their cottage. Both girls were almost 17 and could be trusted to be on their own. As it usually did when the friends were by themselves, the subject turned to sex. "It's still no good," Glory sighed. "He's learned to slow down and we do it in the positions I like, but it still doesn't get me off. It's like there's something missing, but I sure as fuck don't know what it is." "I know what you mean," Alicia commiserated. "I enjoy being with Ron and all, but after we've fucked, even if we've fucked for hours, I still want something he can't give me. I just don't know what it is." "Yes, exactly," Glory agreed. "It's too bad we can't teach them all the tricks we both know, they'd have us cumming like ..." Glory never finished her sentence. Alicia's lips were on hers and her best friend was pulling her close, her arm on the small of Glory's back. Glory was momentarily stunned but then found herself returning the kiss and it was getting hotter by the minute. When Alicia ended their kiss, both girls were almost breathless. "I figured it out while we were talking," Alicia murmured. "What's missing is each other. I don't think either of us is meant to be with a man, I think we're meant to love women, at least as far as sex is concerned. Do you think ..." Alicia's voice trembled a bit as she asked the question "... do you think maybe I'm right and we should try it together?" "Uh-huh," Glory breathed as if she was living in a dream world that she did not want to wake up from. "That was the best kiss I've had in my life, I … I want more, all over my body!" The two teens raced to get undressed and shared their nudity with each other. Glory marveled at her girlfriend's olive skin, her dark nipples, the way her eyes seemed to draw you in and her full, 36C breasts. Glory thought Alicia was the most alluring, sexy thing she had ever seen, as sexy as a Playboy model. Alicia enjoyed the tanned, California-style beauty of her dearest friend, the perfect slope of her toned stomach, the cupcake tits that cried out to be kissed, the long, sleek legs and the way they tapered off into perfect calves. The girls moved to the center of the bed and started kissing again before tumbling over and entering into a whirlwind of sexual passion. Alicia's theory had been spot-on. The passion they shared as friends was easily translated into lovers. Tongues sought eager flesh, breasts rubbed against breasts and mouths moved over flesh that could not get enough pleasure. Over and over and over again, that weekend became a feast of carnality. The girls dressed for each other and undressed for each other, discovering a shared passion for frilly undergarments. Their normal clothes didn't go back on until late Sunday night when Glory's parents were due to arrive home. Instead, they kept on bras and panties and heels and all sorts of naughty apparel that was designed to entice. When neither girl could stand the teasing any longer, those items were removed and once again, their senses were overwhelmed by their lusts. Monday morning they met at a café before school started. One look at each other's beaming faces and they knew that there were no regrets. The shared lovemaking had sealed their friendship and it could not, would not, ever be broken. Over the years, the best friends continued to make love and share sex whenever they could. The night before high school graduation, Glory fucked her lover with a dildo and rimmed her ass and fucked her there. Alicia insisted that Glory share her room at college and they found several like-minded girls to party with. Glory was quite open about her bi-sexuality while Alicia played it down a bit. She was still seeing Ron and hoped they might marry. In every other way that mattered, he was a great guy – he just wasn't Glory. As long as she had Glory to share her bed on occasion and a little feminine dalliance here and there, Alicia thought everything was fine as it was. The playmates graduated college and both married well-to-do men. Alicia enjoyed being the wife of a successful plastic surgeon while Glory's husband was a real estate developer. Less than 2 years after their marriages, the women became pregnant. Alison was born first and Rebecca – no one called her that – was born 6 months to the day later. As soon as the two best friends got the "all clear" from their doctors that sex was fine, they were rolling around in bed together. Even their husbands hadn't fucked them yet and wouldn't for another week. The lovers were insatiable and didn't get out of bed for 2 days. Their parents were spoiling the grandkids, the women were spoiling each other. It was a 3-day lesbian bacchanalia that left Alicia and Glory weak, panting and thoroughly satisfied. Over the years, the women continued meeting up as often as they could arrange it. Alicia's marriage thrived, aside from the sex, she was happy with Roy and she doted on Alison. While Glory also adored her daughter Becca, the same could not be held true for the institution of marriage. Her husband caught her in the arms of another woman – a girl, actually, the 17-year old daughter of their next door neighbor. He threatened to tell the girl's mother about their affair and raged on for days before Glory took Becca and moved out. She didn't bother to tell him that her playmate's mother knew all about their little fling and had participated on several occasions. Glory and Becca moved into a small condo that wasn't far from Alicia – close enough that the two friends could have "lunch" at least once a week. Those lunches were steamy, sensual and brought climax upon climax to the two insatiable lesbians. Glory was still puzzled as to how Alicia could remain married to a man who didn't satisfy her sexually. "I have you for that," Alicia would giggle. "There have been others, of course – although I'm being careful – but I get busy with Alison and other things and when I'm really horny, I bring it all to you and blow your fucking mind!" She said, licking her way down Glory's body. The blonde writhed upon the bed as Alicia attacked her and for a while, no words were heard, only pants, groans and moans. The year that had passed had brought enormous changes. Ron had slowed down in bed, to the point where his insatiable wife couldn't take it any more. She begged and cajoled and tried all kinds of stunts to entice him into stepping up his game, but all of it failed miserably. Now Glory's words were echoing in her ears. She was not going to endure a marriage like this – over the years, it had always been her responsibility to make sex fun and enough was enough! She told Ron exactly that and he astonished her by presenting her with divorce papers. Livid with rage, Alicia got a lawyer who was a shark – in bed as well as in the court room, a sexy black woman that she had shared with Glory on several occasions. If Ron was going to be an asshole, she was going to bleed him dry. Her settlement offer was a joke – Claire got her 3 times that amount. Claire's fee was also topped off by a rollicking session of sex that left both of them weak in the knees. Glory was overjoyed that her best friend / lover was now single. She arranged a cruise for the two of them and they spent about half of the time seeing the sights and an equal amount of time in bed. Their bodies were twisting and writhing about, their appetites for each other undiminished over the intervening years. "We should move in together," Glory suggested as she sat up on one arm. She ran a slender finger over her lover's thigh and smiled as she saw Alicia looking at her. "I've just become single and you want a commitment?" Alicia sighed. "There are other factors – neither of our families knows about us and then, there's the girls." Glory nodded. "True enough. The girls are getting to that age though, I saw Aly the other day – that girl is a little hottie, yum!" "That's my daughter, you slut!" Alicia laughed. "Although I will say I've noticed her body – it's hard not to in her cheerleader's uniform and she swims every day in those teeny-weeny bikinis. What about Becca, is she getting sexy?" "Oh God, yes!" Glory sighed, feeling a heated flush suffuse her body. "If she wasn't my daughter, I'd have her in bed now – I'll bet she's absolutely delicious, damn, I'd love to find out!" "Why don't we?" Glory's eyes went wide as Alicia spoke. "As far as I'm concerned, the girls are old enough for sex. Who better to instruct them than us? We could take them out, buy them some sexy clothes and shoes and then go back to our place and have a little party, a foursome – you with Alison and me with Becca. If … and ONLY if … the girls will go for it, I'd be willing to fuck Alison and you could fuck Becca. It would be the ultimate lesbian experience, what do you think, baby?" "And all this time, I thought I was the kinky one!" Glory laughed. "Oh fuck, you bitch – you've got me dripping. Come over here and clean up my cunt, we'll talk about this later!" Both women were thrilled about seducing the other's daughter and the more they thought about bedding their own girls, the hotter they got. By the morning, the sheets of the bed were soaked clean through and the raw, pungent aroma of sex filled their cabin. They went out together in the most daring outfits they could find, teasing the male and female tourists alike. For the remainder of the cruise, the spun their plan of seduction until it was virtually foolproof. Now the day had come. As Alison got out of the car, her mother watched her walking into the restaurant. In heels, her daughter had the most beautiful, feminine walk and what a delicious little butt she had. It thrilled her to know that later that day, she would be seeing Alison's body in all its perfection. Glory gave her "niece" a hug as Alicia hugged Becca and then they all sat down to lunch. Alicia wondered if perhaps Glory had picked this particular restaurant to whet their appetites, as all of the servers were gorgeous. After lunch, their mothers offered to take Alison and Becca shopping for some nice new outfits. "You're both beautiful young women, you should dress the part," Glory insisted to the teens. "That's what I told her this morning," Alicia added with a wry smile. "I told her that she's sexy and that there's nothing wrong with showing that off. Don't you think Glory is sexy, Alison honey?" Alison nodded at her mother's best friend. "Yes, she sure is, but Becca and I aren't like you two!" Becca nodded in agreement. "Oh bullshit," Alicia said, startling her daughter with the use of profanity. "It's all in the way your carry yourself and your attitude. I tell you what, Glory and I will take you lingerie shopping before we get you the new clothes. You'll get some sexy underthings and I'll bet both of you will start feeling sexy. Let's go!" Of course, this had been the ultimate plan all along – get the girls into some sexy bras and panties and teddies and let their natural inclinations overtake them. Alicia had arranged for them to go to La Vie En Rose, an exclusive lingerie shop she liked and that was open by appointment only. Polly, the owner, was an intimate friend of both women. She smiled warmly at the foursome as they entered and hugged both Alicia and Glory while the girls oohed and aahhed over every little item. "They're gorgeous and you two are shameless," Polly whispered as the girls wandered around. "Promise me that you'll bring them both back sometime?" Alicia nodded, remembering that Polly herself had a daughter only a few months older than Alison. The girls were still looking around and as far as their moms were concerned, things weren't moving quite fast enough. They began picking out little items for the girls and making suggestions. Alison protested it was costing far too much money and Becca agreed with that as well. "Nonsense, we're far from broke and you two will look lovely," Alicia told her daughter. "Consider it an investment in your future – with Daddy's money," She chuckled. There was quite a nice pile accumulating and Polly made the bold suggestion that the girls model their most daring outfit. The teens stammered and protested at first, but were easily swayed by Polly's salesmanship. She winked at the moms, knowing it would serve as kindling to their burning lusts. Becca came out first in a pale blue teddy that hugged her gorgeous tits and ended just below her buttocks. Alicia thought the strawberry-blonde had the most beautiful tits and ass and couldn't wait to taste both. She looked over to see Glory openly admiring her daughter and the image of mother and daughter rolled in a heated sixty-nine made her wet with lust. They would be so beautiful in their intimacy, although it had been agreed upon that Alicia would get Becca first. Alison emerged next and she had gone with a black ensemble that made her look like an adult model instead of a sexy, 16-year old cheerleader. It was as if the teen Alison had vanished and a new, sultry bitch was standing in her place. The lingerie made her look both trashy and sensual at the same time, it showed off her skin, her smooth, flat stomach, her luscious tits and the sleek legs. All of this sexy teen seemed to cry out "fuck me" and Alicia couldn't wait until she got to do exactly that. The purchases were rung up, the Titanium Card was stretched and they all went back to Alison's. The girls were given moderate amounts of wine as the afternoon moved on. Their mothers suggested that they should all spend the night in, having a girl's night. Alicia and Glory began spinning their web once again, going upstairs to change and coming downstairs in matching negligees, Alicia's in white and Glory in black. Their daughters were eying them with admiring eyes, not shying away from looking at the sexy adults. Glory suggested the girls go upstairs and change into something sexy. Becca and Alison shrugged and went upstairs, coming back minutes later. Now Alison was wearing a pretty white teddy with patterns of butterflies embroidered on it, white stockings and the stiletto heels she had worn that afternoon. Becca was in pale blue and wearing sexy bedroom slippers. Her face was dancing with merriment and she sat down beside Alicia while Alison sat near Glory. "Becca has the silliest idea, Mommy," Alison spoke. "She thinks you bought us these outfits because you want to have sex with us – lesbian sex. She thinks you and Glory are lovers and you want us to be your lovers too, isn't that silly?" "No," Alison said calmly. "She's exactly right – about all of it." Becca giggled and looked like the cat who had just eaten the canary. Alison looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. Glory put her hand on the girl's thigh, stroking it gently. "Your Mom and I have been lovers since we were your age," Glory said, letting her voice drop to a throaty purr. "We've always been there for each other, through bad relationships and we've weathered all the storms. We've been lovers through it all and we want to continue that, but we also are tired of hiding it from our girls. Both of us couldn't help noticing how sexy our babies are and we got to thinking if perhaps you might not like to try it – with us?" She said, still lightly stroking Aly's thigh. Alison trembled, but she didn't pull away. She looked over to Becca and was stunned to see the girl and her mother sharing a heated, open-mouthed kiss. "I didn't want to waste time," Becca smiled, licking her lips as she pulled away. "I've thought for a long time that I liked girls and fuck, what better girl – woman – could I have for a first time than my mother's girlfriend? Oh yeah, I can't wait to get naked and have you show me all kinds of nasty things, Mrs. Sorenson." Alicia reached out and fondled the girl's ripe tits through the teddy. "You can call me Alicia sweetie, while we're fucking, call me Alicia. Oh yeah, I'm going to show you what fun it is being a slut, then I'm going to watch as you and your Mommy fuck each other's brains out." Alison spun around as she heard her mother say those words, but Alicia was not to be dissuaded. "Oh yes baby, you and Mommy are going to fuck, tonight, anything goes. By morning, Glory and I think will be just like us – two hedonistic, lesbian sluts who will do anything sexual that enters their minds. Let's go darlings, let's get naked and fuck!" Alison was totally stunned at this version of her mother and yet, she was putting up no resistance as Glory pulled her close. The sexy, older blonde began kissing her and raising little bumps on her skin, she sighed and whimpered as she watched her mother and friend undressing. Alison decided there wasn't much she could do but go along with things and see where they might lead her – she wasn't being hurt and Glory's lips felt amazing as they nuzzled her tanned flesh. She let the older woman push her down on the couch and lifted her hips so that her panties could be removed. When Glory's mouth touched down on her cunt, all sense of right or wrong went flying out the door. She howled like a banshee and pushed the blonde deep down into her horny pussy, screaming out for more! Becca was being serviced by Alicia like the perverted teen she truly was. She had known of her mom's lesbian tendencies for some time and had read some of the novels that Glory had "hidden" so carefully. Now she wondered if she hadn't been meant to find them, but at this point, it didn't matter. Alicia's tongue was slithering in and out of her cunt and her own hands were running up and down the smooth lines of the woman's back, egging her own with lewd praise. She had already cum once and it felt far better than any orgasm she had induced with her own little vibrator. Alicia introduced the strawberry-blonde to tribbing while she watched Glory lower her horny, shaved pussy to Alison's face. She didn't know how her daughter would react and was impressed when the auburn-haired teen pulled Glory down and her tongue shot deep into the woman's pussy. Yelps and groans from Glory informed Alicia that her daughter did indeed take after her and that all was well. She returned her attentions to Becca and showered the girl with as much lesbian skill as she could summon up. When everyone had enough of their partners, it was time for the penultimate part of the evening – mothers with daughters. Becca and Glory were already kissing and fondling, their bodies beautiful in both their similarities and their contrasts. Alison looked at her mother and Alicia saw her innocence had vanished, now replaced by a face of pure, wanton passion. Without a word, the teen parted her mother's thighs and began eating her. In a matter of hours, her instincts on pleasuring a woman had come to the surface. She was sucking and licking her mother like this was her destiny and perhaps it was. Her nasty little tongue was everywhere that Alicia could have wanted it to be. She spurred the 16-year old on with lewd words and was thrilled to hear some of them repeated. It was odd hearing the teenager sound like such a slut, but wasn't that what everyone had wanted? She climaxed at that thought and then pulled her daughter close. Tasting her own juices as she kissed Alison, she rolled the girl on her back and then straddled her. Mothers and daughters, both sets, were now in a sixty-nine and there was a powerful aroma of sex in the living room as every female in the room began to cum. The shrieks and moans of all 4 women blended into a sexual chorus until they all had a gut-busting orgasm. The mothers went upstairs to shower, leaving the teens alone. When they came back 15 minutes later, they found the girls noisily eating each other. Alicia and Glory giggled, wondering if their daughters would be as close as they had been all these years and if it might not be time to reconsider everyone moving in together? Their girls broke apart when they heard their moms and stood up, hugging their own mothers and then, the other's. Alison took her mother's hand and led her upstairs with Becca and Glory following close behind. Neither girl would be in school the following day – or the day after, for that matter. School wasn't important, what mattered at this particular moment were the lessons both girls would be learning at home from their naughty moms. |