Jeannie's Prom Date

by Jen L. Lee © 2012

I'm back! Health issues and deadlines have kept me away but THIS little piece is too good not to share with my LL peeps, girls (and boyz!) Hugglez from Jen

A few minutes before 5 PM the night of prom, the doorbell rang. Jeannie called down from upstairs. "Can you get that Mommy, it's probably Sammy. She's incredibly prompt."

"Not a problem, honey," Louise Fox called up to her daughter. "You take your time, I'll entertain Samantha. A girl has to look her best for prom." Louise had to admire her daughter. Not everyone knew yet that her youngest daughter was a lesbian, the 15-year old had told people, but still kept it on the down-low. She was being discreet; she had to be, given who she was seeing.

She opened the door to the spectacular beauty standing on the other side. There was no doubt about it, Samantha Josephs was a stunning woman and had grown lovelier with age. Louise calculated it in her head, she had to be – 27 or 28 – because she had been in her early-20's when she was Jeannie's 4th-Grade teacher some six years earlier. She was dressed in a black suit that was very fetching, although it was pants, the top was low-cut and revealed ample cleavage and the pants clung to a very delicious derriere. Louise awoke herself from her little reverie and invited Samantha inside. She had been very accepting of the relationship between the woman and her daughter when Jeannie told her and Samantha appreciated that. It was also not lost on Samantha that the mother was as hot as the daughter was young and sexy.

No one else would have been so accepting. It would have cost Sam her job, had she still been teaching. Around 4 years ago, Samantha wrote her first novel, an erotic one – it sold out its first printing in less than 2 months and was now in its 10th. Samantha was on her way to wealth and at the same time, she also came out as a lesbian. There had never been a hint of scandal when she was teaching either, although Jeannie had confessed to her mother she'd had a huge crush on Sam when she was in her class.

"I thought she was hot Mommy, she wore these sexy skirts and those pencil-thin high heels, she was such a girl," Jeannie sighed. "I wanted to be just like her, I would never, ever have dreamed in a million years I would be dating her."

That had happened purely by chance. Jeannie had gone to the grocery store on an errand for Louise and run into Samantha. Louise had read all of Samantha's work and then loaned it to her youngest daughter. She and Jeannie were very open about their sexuality, they had to be now. Jeannie told the woman she found it very erotic and sensual. Samantha told Jeannie that she was pleased to hear that and how erotic and sensual the young blonde had become herself. Jeannie was wearing a tight silver blouse and black leather pants and heels that day, she knew she looked delicious. "Are you flirting with me, sexy lady?" She smiled at Samantha.

"What if I am little girl, what are you going to do about it?" Samantha teased.

"In case you didn't realize it, I am NOT a `little' girl any more, well, not in age," Jeannie giggled. She was only about 5'6" in her 4-inch heels.

"Oh, believe you me, I noticed," Samantha grinned, looking at the perky buds under Jeannie's clingy blouse. "You're hard to miss."

"Take me to dinner tonight and you won't have to miss a thing," Jeannie smiled, licking her lips. Jeannie knew it would take some wheedling to convince her mother to let her go out on a school night. However, as Louise had always liked Samantha, it wouldn't be too difficult. It was only dinner – so far. If anything happened later, she would deal with that and with her mother in due time.

Samantha had done so and ever since. Louise wasn't sure how far their relationship had gone, it really was none of her business. She knew that Sam adored Jeannie and that she doted on her and made the teen ecstatically happy, so that was enough for her. Louise made small talk with Samantha until her daughter came down the stairs.

Louise gasped when she saw her daughter. She had not seen the dress her daughter had bought for the prom, paid for with her own money and some help from Louise's ex-husband. It was sexy and it was stunning. It was a rich gold color, low cut in front and it hugged the girl like a second skin. Jeannie was tanned from working outdoors a few days a week and very fit; she didn't look at all like the little girl Louise had raised all these years. It was undeniable that Jeannie had grown up and was very much a young woman – a very sexy young woman, with her high heels, glamorous makeup and her upswept do.

Jeannie walked over to her girlfriend and gave her a sweet little kiss and then hugged her mother before she left. Louise still had a hard time getting used to her daughter being a lesbian, yet there was the evidence.

In the car, Samantha and Jeannie kissed with a little more passion. Jeannie reached out to fondle Samantha's tits, Sam did likewise to Jeannie.

"Shall we skip the prom and go straight back to my place and go to bed?" Samantha purred. "Someone's really horny for it tonight."

"Oh, we're going to bed tonight, believe me," Jeannie said, her voice so husky her mother wouldn't have recognized it. "I can't wait for you to use the strap-on and fuck me like a total slut, but I want to go to prom. I really want to scandalize everyone, to see the looks on their faces when I walk in with you as my date."

"You're a nasty, evil little girl," Samantha said as she kissed her girlfriend and then started the car.

"Yes, I suppose I am," Jeannie giggled. "I think I always have been."

Back at home, Louise was putting some of her daughter's clothes in the hamper to be washed the next day. All of her daughter's lingerie was now frilly and lacy; some of it was even downright naughty. When had Jeannie turned into such a sexy little bitch? She was sexy, you could not deny that. Jeannie had the cutest ass and perfect, apple-sized tits and lovely blonde hair, the color of sunshine. Was she blonde down there or did she shave it off, the way young girls did nowadays? What did she taste like? Sweet, tart or slightly musky? Despite fighting her urges, Louise wanted to know that, just once, to feel her daughter's naked body close to her own, to taste those pink little nipples, to finger that chubby little cunt and to writhe around in lesbian bliss with her own little girl. She felt like a pervert, but since Jeannie's cumming out, latent urges had been stirring in her mother as well.

Louise was becoming obsessed with her own little girl, it was a recent obsession, but all-consuming. She thought about Jeannie's sexy body all the time, about making love to her and fucking her and doing evil, vile things like rimming her ass and talking dirty to her. Now that Jeannie had "come out", Louise's mind was constantly thinking of lesbian sex with her daughter. She masturbated to those thoughts several times a day, in the shower, in bed at night, while Jeannie was at school. She peeped on Jeannie in the shower but was never able to get more than a glimpse of Jeannie's blonde loveliness to satisfy her cravings. Louise had never been with a woman before or committed any incestuous act, but she knew that if Jeannie ever came to her bed willingly, she would break both taboos in a second. As a matter of fact, it was both of those very taboos that thrilled her.

At the prom itself, everyone was talking. Jeannie was thrilled, she loved being the center of attention and her pussy was so horny. Samantha always looked so sexy, even hotter than when she was Jeannie's teacher. Now she could wear designer clothes and lingerie and now Jeannie could do things with her that she could never have done before. Lovely, evil, perverted things with toys and oils and fingers and tongues. Nasty things that made her cum and she knew her mother would never approve of, poor Mommy. Since divorcing her father some years ago, Louise didn't date much – too many losers. Jeannie knew her mom was gorgeous; she just needed to find the right someone.

"Let's go outside, baby," Jeannie whispered to Samantha. "I want to pull up this dress and have you eat my fuckin' cunt. I'm sooo horny; I need to have a bit of sex with you to take the edge off."

"You're incorrigible," Samantha whispered. "What if we get caught?"

She pressed herself close to Samantha and smiled, she was sure that she heard an audible gasp from the crowd. "We're not gonna get caught, I know a few places. Come on Sammy, you know you can't resist my little pussy."

"We shouldn't …"

"I shaved it this morning. It's all pink and wet, just for you. Want me to slip my panties off and put them in your pocket? I'll do it, I will …"

Samantha took Jeannie's hand and led her outside. As usual, Jeannie was getting her way.

Louise's hands were flying in and out of her needy cunt. All her thoughts were of fucking and sucking Jeannie, of tasting that supple, pink pussy, of feeling that tanned skin underneath her own. She envied Samantha, she was sure the lesbian bitch was sleeping with her daughter, doing vile, nasty lesbian things with her. She was jealous, she would have shared. Hell, if Jeannie wanted to, she would have got down on her knees and eaten Sam's cunt too, she was a gorgeous, sensual animal that gave off a strong sexual aura. When she'd been Jeannie's teacher, Louise had noticed how beautiful the woman was and had pictured her naked a few times. She had gorgeous tits, lucky Jeannie, getting to suck and play with those tits. Louise moaned, all these slutty thoughts were getting her hot. She reached into the table by the couch and found the dildo she had bought yesterday. She slid it deep into her pussy and began fucking herself. It felt so, so, gooodddd …

At that exact moment, Jeannie and Samantha walked in the door and watched the young mother fucking herself with the rubber toy.

"Holy shit, Mom!"

"Mmm, yes baby, mommy's an evil slut, a pussy-loving queer, she wants to eat your cunt and lick your asshole, come to mommy sweetheart," Louise murmured, her eyes still closed. She was in an erotic fugue and not aware that her daughter really was in the room.

Jeannie and Samantha had come home after having a huge fight. Samantha had been right, they had gotten caught, although promise of a future encounter with the pretty, 25-year old science teacher had prevented anyone from being alerted. Still, the mood had been broken and Jeannie and Samantha had argued bitterly. Jeannie insisted that Sam bring her home. All of that anger was forgotten as Louise moved the dildo in and out of her needy cunt.

"She's pretty out of it baby, I don't even think she knows we're here," Samantha said, placing her hand on Jeannie's shoulders. She couldn't take her eyes off of Louise and neither could Jeannie. She could see that Jeannie was incredibly turned on, she knew her girlfriend – if it was perverse, evil or forbidden, the sweet-faced blonde was into it. Samantha was equally turned on, she had always thought Louise was gorgeous and had been sorely tempted to make a pass at her years ago.

"Get out of your clothes," Jeannie hissed through clenched teeth.

"What?" Samantha asked, although she was expecting something.

"Get naked, I will too," Jeannie whispered loudly. "We were gonna fuck tonight, we still are – it's just now, we have an added bonus. Get naked, we're both going to have hot sex with my kinky mommy!"

Louise was still groaning and moaning and plunging the toy in and out of her pussy. She was in another reality but was yanked back into this one by Jeannie tugging the dildo out of her hands. The pretty teen licked it clean.

"Wow mommy, your cream tastes good," Jeannie smiled, looking at her mother with undisguised lust. "Mmm, I'm glad my mommy is a – how did you put it? – a pussy-loving queer? Think of all the fun we're going to have from now on, you and me, Samantha too. Isn't she gorgeous mommy, aren't I gorgeous? You want to play mommy, don't you?"

Every lick of common sense was telling Louise to avoid this. She ignored all of the sensible thoughts in her mind and followed her emotions. "Yes, yes, YES, damn it, I want to play, I want to eat pussy, I want to fuck, I want all of it. You're both shameless, gorgeous lezzie bitches and I want to be just like you, to eat cunt and play with titties and have good times and not care about anything!" She groaned.

"See mommy, giving into your desires isn't so bad," Jeannie teased her. "It's going to set you free. Okay mommy, seeing as how you've been so honest, we're going to grant all of your desires mommy, ALL of them. Sammy, get between my mommy's legs – isn't she sexy, she shaves too, yummy. Eat my mommy's cunt, I'm going to give her what she wants most – my own, sweet, juicy little cunny!"

Somehow Louise had known or must have sensed her teenaged daughter was so evil and wanton, but she didn't care. She grabbed the girl's ass and pulled the sweet snatch to her face and gave in to the desire she had held all these past months. She could barely breathe and didn't care, her tongue went deep and sought out all the honey flowing from her baby's sweet patch. While she was doing that, gorgeous Samantha was eating her out. The gorgeous lesbian was turning Louise inside-out, making her feel such incredible new things. Never in Louise's 34 years had sex been this magnificent. Whatever erotic sensation she got from Samantha's licking, she transferred those to Jeannie with her own tongue. To her daughter, what mommy lacked in experience, she made up for in unbridled enthusiasm. Mommy was eating her up, gobbling her cunt like a woman starved. Jeannie knew that things were never going to be the same around here, they were going to be so much better! She could bring Samantha home and have her lover share her bed. If Sammy was away promoting her latest book, mommy would satisfy all of her sexual needs. She would have Louise fuck her with a toy, just like Sammy did and she thought she might like to try fucking Louise too. She was going to throw out all of her old clothes and wear nothing but sexy things, short skirts and stockings and heels and drive mommy insane with lust, all day long. Oh, they were going to have ever-so-much fun. She came on her mother's tongue and lifted herself away.

"Okay mommy, you cunt-crazed whore, you got me off good," Jeannie grinned. "It's time to try Sammy, you want to fuck my baby, don't you?"

"Yes, yes I do, very much" Louise panted.

"You have to ask me mommy, she's my girlfriend," Jeannie teased her.

"Please, please, may I fuck your girlfriend, may I eat her pussy?" The attractive mother begged.

"I think that would be okay, is it okay with you honey?" Jeannie teased.

"Oh yes, very okay," Samantha said, moving to the head of the couch. "Maybe I should have made a pass at you all those years ago, you are one fucking hot bitch."

"Thank you," Louise giggled before she moved between Sam's thighs and began eating her avidly. It was only her second cunt and she loved it almost as much as her first. There was no denying it, she was a pussy-loving queer – and she was thrilled to be one! To add to her thrills, she felt a tongue slithering into her own cunt and looked back to see the innocent-looking face of her daughter lapping at her cunt. Jeannie was no innocent and that was fine – everything was fine, swept away in a tsunami of lesbian desire.

"She's eating me up, oh baby, she's eating me up," Samantha groaned. The prom was long forgotten, the best dancing was being done here – horizontally. The 3 lesbians were connected by a chain of kinky lust, the couch would be soaked with their juices. Jeannie was slurping happily at her mother's cunt, eager to make Louise cum as her beloved mommy had done for her. The bond between them was different now, stronger, forged by love and a lot of lust. The heat traveled through all women and their climax was strong and near-simultaneous.

"Oh, damn," Was all that Jeannie could manage to say.

"I'll say, wow," Samantha panted, unable to form words.

Louise looked at both women, bodies gleaming with sweat and thought she would never forget this moment, the night where her life changed forever and her true self emerged. There was only one further thought on her mind. She picked up the toy and grinned evilly at her daughter and Samantha.

"Bed," She said to them. She waved the toy around. "I want to use this and I want someone to use it on me. I want the full experience and then maybe we can all share a Jacuzzi and get some sleep."

The other two women didn't argue with her, they trudged on upstairs after her. All thought that this night had turned out far better than anyone's imaginings. Jeannie wondered if any of her friends might be interested in an older woman, she would love to see her mommy and another cute girl or a sexy, vibrant woman like Sammy. Did Sammy know anyone? She wanted mommy to be happy and she knew that if the mother was anything like the daughter, she had a raging libido and a lot of kinky thoughts running about her brain. Jeannie grinned and decided they would talk about it in the morning, after a leisurely breakfast. Tonight was for fucking, so she raced upstairs.