| Perverse Child Samantha was staring at the person standing in front of her, in wide-eyed shock. Surely this – person – wearing the bands of leather intermixed with chain links and not much else covering her nearly-naked body was not her 14-year-old daughter? This evil-looking young woman looked like her beautiful Erin, but the sweet, loving face was gone. This young woman had a cruel smirk on her face. Her Erin would not have stood before her mother wearing such an outfit and making such outlandish suggestions. "Did you hear me, mother?" The slender redhead asked in a firm, harsh tone. "Did you hear the words I just said to you?" She walked towards her mother, the heels of her thigh-high boots clicking on the hardwood floors. She grabbed her mother's face roughly and looked into Samantha's dark eyes. "Don't try to fight me on this mother, you won't win." Samantha was almost in tears. This vile young woman could not be the sweet-natured, perfect student she had raised all of these years alone. Where was all of this coming from? What had happened to make Erin change so much? "You heard me mother – either we go upstairs and have amazing sex which I promise you will not regret or the pictures will get out," Erin said, holding the manila envelope in her hand. Samantha cried, she had only herself to blame. A bit too much wine one day at lunch and an afternoon of sex with her employer at his home. Part of her didn't regret it – she had been single for far too many years and James Walcott had been an incredible lover – but he was married and Samantha knew she had crossed over a line. Now it was all coming back to haunt her. "You and I having sex – we can't do that, I'm not a lesbian and even if I were, that's incest!" Samantha wailed. "Fuck the incest," Erin said coldly. "I really don't give a shit about that, neither of us is going to get pregnant. You don't have to be a lesbian to like sex with girls mom – although you haven't had a boyfriend in years, ever wonder about that? You and dad have been divorced for 10 years and you haven't fucked a guy – other than Mr. Walcott – in like, 5 years. I'm pretty sure that once we get your ass in my bed, you're going to find sex with girls is really, really hot!" "How?" Samantha sobbed. "How did all of this start?" "Oh yeah, that," Erin said, sitting across from her mother. She looked at her mother like she was a cat and her mother was a saucer of milk. "Do you remember my friend Eliza?" Samantha did remember Eliza – anyone who met the girl would never forget her. The 16-year old blonde made an indelible impression, she was tall and beautiful and very "out there". The first time Samantha met her daughter's new friend she wondered what she could possibly have in common with her quiet, studious daughter. Now it appeared as if she was about to find out the answer. "Eliza and I became friends last year, as you know. At first, we couldn't have been more different – I hit the books and she doesn't worry about grades, not too much. I helped her study a few times and she kept giving me little gifts, some of her old clothes and she was taking me shopping. After a while, I came to realize that she had been giving me a bit of a makeover. I didn't mind because she was paying for it all and face it mom, I look fucking amazing." Erin grinned. Samantha still winced at her daughter's new, frank manner of speech but she tried to let Erin get through her story. "Eliza has been telling me for a while that I'm sexy and I just needed someone to help me realized that potential. As my blouses got a bit tighter, my skirts got a bit shorter and my heels got higher, the boys began to notice me," Erin grinned. "Even some of my cuter teachers were paying attention and I don't just mean the men," Erin continued. "Eliza told me not to waste my time with the guys in our school, that I had so much more potential. I didn't understand what she meant and she explained that she'd fill me in over the next few months and that I should trust her. I felt that I already owed her so much, trust wasn't going to be an issue. When I spent time at Eliza's home, her mother Terri was almost always there. At first, I thought she was, like, chaperoning us but that wasn't it. She gave us wine, she treated us both like adults and I realized she was a very cool, very together lady. She's about 5'10" with wavy blonde hair and an incredible, sexy body – I would find out just how incredible very soon." Samantha was appalled at what she had been hearing – so why hadn't she got up and left, called for assistance – anything? Why was she just sitting there, taking it all in? "Over time, I began to notice that Terri was spending a lot of time with us – a lot of time – and she was always very complimentary on how I dressed and looked. It was like she was flirting with me and one day at school, I asked Eliza about it. `Why is your Mom always hanging around with us and always sits so close to me?' I asked her." Eliza got this look on her face – even now I can't describe it – and she told me that her mom thought I was really hot and she had a huge girl-crush on me. Eliza said her mom would `do me' in a second," Erin told her mother. "I asked Eliza about her mom – her mom was into girls? – and she told me that they both were and she could see exactly what her mom saw in me," Erin continued. "I told Eliza that I wasn't into women and was totally straight and she leaned over when nobody was watching me and kissed me – I mean, she really kissed me. She told me that no woman was totally straight and we'd talk later. She went off to her math class and I couldn't tell you what class I had after that, I was just so freaked out." "I'm sure you were," Samantha offered, trying to be understanding and hide her terror. "Not totally in a bad way, that kiss was really hot," Erin confessed. "We met up for coffee at the end of the day and you were working late, so Eliza offered to let me kick it at her place. She told me that we could talk some more and I asked if her mom was going to be there. She nodded and told me yes and I thought that something was going to happen – but I went anyway. I'm very, very glad I did." "I was watching Eliza in a different way as we walked the short distance to their condo, more aware of her as a person. We got to their place and Terri was in a red silk robe – I thought that was weird because it was 4 in the afternoon and I commented on that," Erin said. "She leaned a bit forward and I saw she didn't have a stitch of clothing on underneath – nothing at all but gorgeous, tanned skin. Terri took my hand and said `I'm sure you must be very confused by all of this'. She wasn't kidding – I was freaked and my heart was racing and I'm sure I was sweating. Eliza went over and sat beside her mother, they were both holding hands. I was momentarily spooked by their behavior. The seemed to be intimate, closer than any mother and daughter I'd ever known. Terri came right out and said it – she and her daughter were lovers and had been for some time. They saw nothing wrong with expressing their desires for each other physically as well as emotionally and enjoyed all sorts of fun, kinky games. Terri said to me that Eliza had sensed that deep down underneath, I might be `their' kind of girl and tonight, they wanted to find out. I was really freaked by now. I certainly wasn't a lesbian and I wasn't going to let them do things to me, but Eliza told me that I would soon submit willingly to whatever they wanted," Erin continued spinning her tale of intrigue. "Terri told me that she and her daughter were members of a club known as `Club Perverse' and they hoped I would soon be able to join as a member," Erin told her. There was a stunned look on Samantha's face. "Club Perverse – that's only an urban legend, there is no such thing." Erin leaned forward and grinned into her mother's face. "Oh mother, how wrong you are. The Club is very real and there are several of them around the world – I'm going to be a member very soon. These people are hedonists, sexual libertines who enjoy the most decadent, perverted sex possible – Terri told me so many interesting things." "She's corrupted you," Samantha said, still firmly believing her daughter had lost her mind. "This woman and her daughter have thoroughly warped your mind." Erin crossed her legs and Samantha briefly wondered how her daughter could walk in the 5-inch heels? "You can't corrupt someone if on some level they don't want to be corrupted, mother. Terri and Eliza saw that in me – that I had untapped potential. I was like you, I was scared – but when Terri explained to me that she found me sexually attractive, I was thrilled. She was – is – the most exciting, vibrant woman I have ever met. Terri told me that she wanted us to go into her bedroom and have sex and she would teach me things that would alter the course of my life. I went willingly mother – willingly." Samantha's eyes began tearing up as Erin continued her tale. "Terri dropped the robe to the floor and asked me to come closer. She's taller than I am, but she leaned down and kissed me, snaking her tongue into my mouth. She was even better than Eliza and I was kissing her back and then I realized that I was fondling her tits. Without even knowing I was doing it, I was responding to her sexually. She got on the bed and stretched out and told me to make love to her – just go with my own feelings and instincts. At first, I thought she was crazy, because she obviously had more experience, but then I saw the method in her madness. Terri wanted me to become comfortable with making love to a woman and show me we could do anything we wanted. I still had my clothes on mother, but I began taking them off and joined her in bed. Her entire body was so sensual, so golden and tanned, so sleek and smooth – I didn't know where to start. I decided to start at the top and work my way down. I looked into her beautiful brown eyes and saw encouragement, so I tried to kiss her the same way that she had kissed me. I kissed her neck, behind her ears, her shoulders and began moving down. I fondled her breasts again, kissing them reverently and sucked each nipple. They were almost as big as silver dollars and they got stiff as I licked and sucked them. I thrilled when I realized all of her beautiful, tanned body was all mine to enjoy! Her stomach was smooth and flat, she didn't look her age. As I kissed down, there it was – a beautiful, lightly-fleeced blonde pussy – a juicy wet cunt, all mine to lick and suck. Some inner voice told me not to rush into that, take my time. I listened to that voice and ran my hands up and down her smooth, long legs and massaged her thighs, hearing Terri sigh and moan. I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer myself, so I moved in between her legs. For a brief moment, I was afraid, but my lust won out. I began kissing her cunt and soon I was eating her out like there was no tomorrow. She was really grooving on it too, telling me what a good, filthy little teenaged slut I was. I felt so proud when I heard that, I wanted to be her little slut and it made me work even harder to make her cum. I sucked her clit and fingered her and when she came, she came hard!" "Dear God," Samantha recoiled. "I can't believe I'm hearing all of this, that you did all of those things." The attractive brunette thought of calling someone or of running away – so why hadn't she? "Believe it, Mom," Erin grinned wickedly. "It gets better – after I had made her cum, Terri played my body like a virtuoso plays a violin. She worked me over until I was in an erotic frazzle. My pussy, tits and ass were licked and fingered and I had my first, second and third orgasm at the hands of that nasty blonde lez. She showed me that I was made to enjoy the pleasures of sex and to deny it would be an exercise in futility. I wondered when we were going to stop when Eliza came into the room. She was totally nude and I couldn't believe how sexy she was. At that point, I realized that she and her mom were totally okay with being nude in front of each other, which I thought was pretty cool. Just at that point, Eliza slid in beside her mom, kissed her mouth and bent over and sucked her nipples for a few minutes. `Just so you know how things are,' Eliza told me. She and her mother were lovers and my God, did that get me hot. Yes – hot – I thought the fact they did it together was really nasty and it turned me on!" Samantha was now shocked and amazed at how far her daughter had fallen. "Eliza said that it was her turn to have me and her mom just grinned and nodded. We got into a `69' and put on quite a show for Terri, we were really vocal, just filthy. I loved lezzie fucking by this point and my best friend and I really clicked in bed. Her mom is better, but Eliza is far more energetic and she really gets into the sex. We were shaking and screaming by the time we were finished and even then, we weren't finished. The two of them did each other to show me how hot they looked and then Terri got out this really, fucking huge strap-on. She asked me if I wanted her to take my cherry – oh fuck, yeah, did I ever! She had me suck on it a bit while Eliza lubed me up a bit and then I got on all fours. It didn't hurt a bit mom – I was so wet, it just slipped right into my slutty cunt and my virginity was a thing of the past. That bitch could really use that fake cock, she made me cum so many times. Eliza said she would like to use it the next time and I said that she could. By that time, it was late so we cleaned up and got dressed. Samantha explained to me that you had to be invited to join Club Perverse – someone had to sponsor you. Her sponsor was Mr. Walcott's wife – that's how we got the pictures. To join, you have to do something extra-ordinary. Samantha seduced her daughter and took pictures of them having sex. Eliza seduced me and now they have pictures of the three of us. Now I'm invited to join and I thought – why not pay it forward? Give you the fucking you so obviously need and get my own membership at the same time?" Samantha was still having a hard time coming to grips with all of this. "There's just one flaw in your little scheme, Erin. I have no intention of having sex with you – this has gone on far enough." "Cut the crap mom – you could have left a long time ago. Look at you – maybe your brain is fighting it, but your body is already hot. Haven't you noticed – your fucking nipples are rock-solid and I'll bet your cunt is soaked," Erin smirked. Samantha realized with no small amount of horror that Erin was telling the truth. She was aroused by the story, despite societal taboos regarding everything she had just heard, her teenaged daughter's tale of lesbian debauchery had thrilled her. She looked down and tried to hide her face, but Erin just lifted her head up. "You want it mom – you want this to happen and it's going to. Haul your ass upstairs to your bedroom and I'll prove to you that you and I should be having sex as often as we can. I'm good mom – Terri and Eliza are great teachers, I'll make your pussy purr," Erin grinned. Samantha stopped resisting because she knew that she wouldn't win. She didn't stand a chance and maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Get it out of the way, have the experience and just let it remain a kinky, one-time thing between her and Erin. No one would have to know, so she walked upstairs with Erin right behind her. She could feel her daughter watching her move and there was a small, perverse thrill to know that Erin was admiring her body. She had kept her 5'8" body in nice shape and she pampered her hair, so it was still long and lustrous. She hoped that Erin would be pleased with her as she found Erin sexy, were she to be totally honest with herself. Once they were in her bedroom, Erin drew Samantha's face close to her own and they kissed. The kiss was warm and sensual and yet, hot and filled with passion. Samantha heard a tiny whimper that she realized was coming from within her. After a minute, Erin's green eyes looked into her brown ones and her daughter wore a big smile. "I knew it, mom," Erin said happily. "I bet once I get you in that bed, you're going to be a pistol – hot and nasty once you let yourself go." "I don't …" Samantha said, but Erin didn't let her finish, silencing her protests with another sensual, tongue-filled kiss. "Just go with the feelings, go on instinct – that's what Terri taught me," Erin breathed. She began undressing the older woman, who was shaking like a leaf. "You have a magnificent body mom – although these old woman undies have to go, we'll change that. Okay, you're way too nervous to take the lead, so get on the bed and I'm going to show you what you've been missing all of these years." Samantha nodded and wordlessly crawled on to the large bed. It had been far too long since she had shared it with anyone and the thought of sharing it with Erin was perverse and thrilling at the same time. As that thought crossed her mind, it was obliterated by the feeling of daughter's tongue licking her in every sensitive spot. Jolts of electricity moved throughout her body as Erin licked her body. She knew she was screaming and howling, using words that made little sense, but nothing in her existence had felt like this. She almost fell off the bed twice before Erin was done and it took her a full 10 minutes to catch her breath after. "And it gets better, mommy," Erin grinned. Her face was gleaming and Samantha realized it was her own juices on her daughter's mouth. "I barely went down on you, when I give you the full-on treatment, you'll explode." Samantha wasn't sure if she would be able to handle that. She thrilled as she watched Erin undress, her daughter's body was so beautiful naked, slight freckles dusting her skin, delicate breasts with coral-pink nipples and a red thatch above her pussy. Samantha had never been attracted to her own sex before, but she was practically salivating over Erin. The younger girl kept the boots on and got on her back. "Do whatever you want, Samantha," Erin said, using her mother's first name for added emphasis. "Lick your little slut of a daughter and make her cum." Samantha nodded and did her best to grant her daughter's wish. She didn't know where to start or lick, although Erin offered quiet encouragement when needed. As her daughter's gasps grew louder, she sucked the girl's little nubbin and heard Erin howl. Her fingers went into Erin's pussy as her tongue licked and lapped and she saw her daughter's eyes close. She had eaten pussy for the first time and made another woman come and lightning had not come down from above and struck them both down. She wanted more, Erin was right – it was thrilling and Samantha craved more of this kind of sex. They fucked for hours, Samantha shocking her mother with inexhaustible energy. She let Erin fuck her with a dildo she had borrowed from Terri and they slept together. The next 3 days were an endless, sex-filled debauchery and Samantha felt closer to Erin than ever before. She overheard Erin talking with Eliza on the phone and whispered "Invite them over for Sunday – dinner," She giggled and bit Erin's ear. Terri came on the phone and told Erin that her membership was now approved, she was now a member in good standing of Club Perverse. Erin had expected that would happen and had already extended an offer to her mother for membership. Samantha was pondering over what to do for her own initiation – perhaps have sex with James Walcott and his naughty wife? Then, an inspiration came to Samantha – the Walcott's had a very pretty daughter only a little bit younger than Erin's. She felt a red-hot heat moving through her loins. |