More Than Just Friends, Chapter Ten

by Jeneee

(If you haven’t read the first nine chapters you won’t know what’s going on, so I suggest you to check them out first. Thanks to all of you who have already let me know how much you have enjoyed the story so far. It is very motivating for me and I hope you continue to like the way it develops in this chapter. More often that not, when I start a chapter I never know how it’s going to end. Let’s see where this one takes us. Oh, I’m such a tease.:)

I backed slowly out of the driveway and headed down the street to the main intersection that would take us back home. Pam’s family was certainly full of surprises and I suspected there were more to come. Hardly had that thought passed through my mind — Maggie’s coming on to me back there being front and centre of my musings — when I was startled to hear, “Pam, it’s me,” coming from behind us from the back seat of the car.

I jumped, heart in my mouth. Pam let out a screech as she whipped her neck around, “Becky, Becky, where…?” and stopped in shock.

Looking in the rearview mirror I saw a teenaged girl slowly pull herself up from the floor behind us and climb onto one of the back seats, a smile forming on her pretty face. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you both, but I didn’t know what to do. I’ve been watching Aunt Maggie’s place off and on for a couple of days now hoping to see you, Pammy. No way was I going in to face her, and then when I saw you drive up this morning I was so happy. I snuck into the back of the car and lay on the floor waiting to see what would happen. Then, when I heard you both come back, I knew it was my lucky day. Where are we going anyway?”

By now I had recovered myself slightly, enough to say, “Well I’m not sure if it is your lucky day or not, but you can explain yourself to all of us when we get to my house. No sense in having you repeat yourself. I’m Jen, by the way.”

The look of delight on Pam’s face at seeing her sister melted my heart and I knew for her at least, things were brightening up considerably. “Don’t worry Becky,” she assured her sister. “Jen is really nice, and so is Emily – that’s her daughter, we go to school together – and so is Sharon, that’s Jen’s girlfriend.” The words tumbled rapidly out of her mouth for the next few minutes as she tried to explain everything that had happened since she last saw her sister. “I missed you sooo much Becky,” she finally added.

Becky leaned forward and slid her arms around Pam from the back seat, squeezing her as best she could. “And I missed you too Pammy. I was worried about you but I knew Aunt Maggie would take care of you, even if she didn’t like the idea. She thinks mom and dad are shitheads and I think she’s glad they got arrested, but I’m sure she didn’t like the idea of looking after us. That’s why I took off to see if I could find a place for us to stay.”

Oh, the naivety of a teenaged girl, I thought to myself. Well at least she’s got guts. By now we had arrived home and it was time to see what Sharon and Emily had been up to in our absence and to introduce an additional element to our weekend of surprises.

As Becky climbed out from the car I got a better look at her. She was quite tall for her age, about five and a half feet, with long slim legs, and dressed in a red halter top and a short denim skirt, wearing white ankle socks and sneakers on her feet. Her blonde hair was parted in the middle and flowed down her shoulders to the middle of her back. Her top did nothing to hide the shape of her firm boobs, nipples prominently on display through the thin material. She hauled a backpack from the back seat and slung it over her shoulder, grabbing Pam and hugging her tightly in her arms. Pam nestled herself into Becky’s chest, a huge smile on her face as she looked up at her elder sister. It was a touching reunion indeed, and brought a lump to my throat.

“Come on girls. Let’s go inside,” I said as I grabbed Becky’s backpack from her and led the way up to the front door. As we walked into the hallway I called out, “We’re home. Is everyone descent? We've got company.”

A screech came from the living room followed by the pounding of little feet as Emily rounded the corner yelling, “Pam’s back, she’s back Sharon,” and then “Who’s this?” as she ground to a halt staring at Becky.

Pam grabbed Becky’s hand and pulled her toward Emily. “This is my sister Becky. She came back for me like she said she would. This is my new best friend Emily, sis. Isn’t she cute?” At that moment Sharon appeared with a big smile on her face, which quickly turned into a puzzled look as she too noticed Becky.

After a few minutes of introductions and explanations Becky was welcomed warmly by Sharon and Emily and then turned to me to ask, “Jen, is it okay if I shower? I’m sorta grubby and I’d like to clean up before you guys start wriggling your noses at me.”

“Of course you can Becky. How long’s it been anyway?”

“Too long,” she giggled in reply, as Pam walked over and hugged her big sister.

“I don’t care if you do smell, Becky. I’m just so happy to see you. Can I take her upstairs and show her where everything is Jen?” she asked.

“Of course you can sweetie. Make yourself at home Becky. Pam can show you where the bathroom is and get you some clean towels.”

Emily jumped to her feet to follow but I told her to stay with us and let the two sisters get reacquainted with each other. “They probably have a few things to discuss in private,” I explained. “You’ll have lots of time this afternoon to party, sweetheart.” Reluctantly, she sat down again.

“So, what were you two up to while we were gone? Did you at least clean up a bit around here?” I teased.

“Well, a bit,” giggled Emily, “but Sharon was busy showing me what Pam did to her in the shower this morning, and then she licked my pussy so I’d know how great it could feel,” she burst out all at once as Sharon turned a deep shade of red, looking like the cat caught with the canary.

“Oh she did, did she?” was all I could manage, staring in amazement at my girlfriend, and then bursting into laughter at the guilty look on her face.

Emily stammered “Oops, maybe I should keep my mouth shut. Was it supposed to be a secret Sharon? Sorry.”

“So, Emily, was it as good as Sharon said it would be?” I prodded, with a slight smirk on my face.

Emily looked over at Sharon who was still squirming uncomfortably in her seat, still unsure of my reaction, wondering if she should tell me anymore. Then my little girl came over to me and sat in my lap with her arms around my neck and whispered, “Mommy, it was so good. Sharon said I came.” And she kissed me on my lips. Then, “I wasn’t trying to steal your girlfriend mommy,” she tentatively whispered in my ear. “I just wanted to know how to make Pam feel good. I’m sorry if I hurt you.” And she kissed me again, not pulling away, and hugged me tightly.

Oh my. What was happening here? My mind was in a whirl. My sweet little girl was squirming on my lap, her lips glued to mine, arms around me like she was hanging on for dear life. And I couldn’t believe how my pussy was reacting. I could feel myself moistening as erotic sensations suddenly flooded my body. I couldn’t stop myself from reacting and found myself returning her kiss with such ardor that our tongues started twirling together. A soft moan began in my throat as my hands slid down and cupped her little cheeks feeling their soft plumpness through the thin material of her shorts. As I caressed her she increased the intensity of her kisses and pushed herself even more tightly against me, adjusting herself so that her legs now wrapped themselves around my waist.

My eyes were closed as I reveled in the intensity of our embrace and I felt, rather than saw Sharon move over to us, her familiar scent adding to the incredible sensations I was experiencing. She slid one of her hands between us and started to caress my breasts, first one, then the other, releasing them from my top and pinching my nipples between her thumb and forefinger, just the way that she knew would drive me crazy. Then I heard her whisper something into Emily’s ear that sounded much like “show her sweetheart.”

And without separating her lips from my mouth I felt one of my little girl’s arms pull back from around my neck and slip down my body to nestle between my thighs as she pulled her own legs back a little to make room. My panties were soaked. I moaned even louder and thrust my hips against her probing fingers which were now trying to snake their way up inside one of the loose legs of my shorts. Her small hand and tiny wrist had no problem reaching my panties and I felt her pull them aside as she finally reached her target, her mother’s now so juicy pussy.

Then I heard Sharon again. “Here, let me help make this more comfortable,” and she pulled Emily back from me as I opened my eyes and with a glazed look watched helplessly as she tugged me back into a prone position on the couch. “Now you can take them off,” she prompted Emily, who lost no time in undoing the button on the waist of my shorts and sliding them down. I automatically lifted my hips so that she could finish pulling them off of me, followed quickly by my panties.

“Now show her,” Sharon repeated, separating my thighs further to allow Emily to kneel between my legs on the couch. And I was unable to resist as two of my daughter’s fingers spread my labia and two from her other hand slid inside my soaked vagina. As I squirmed my hips helplessly I moaned once more when her fingers pressed upward against the sensitive area of my g-spot. “Now her clit,” Sharon instructed as she added her own fingers to the mix and softly pulled back my sheath. “See it? See it peeking out at you?”

“Mmmm,” Emily replied. “Oh wow.”

“You know what to do now,” my girlfriend prompted once more. And to my incredible delight I felt my little girl lean down and slide her soft wet tongue over my now hardening clit, and then wrap her lips around it as her tongue swirled from side to side and her fingers pressed harder against me from the inside of my pussy. I was in heaven. I felt myself thrusting up against Emily’s mouth as my hips began a dance of their own.

Meanwhile, seeing that my daughter was working wonders on me, my girlfriend had stripped off her own shorts and panties and now lowered herself over my face, her back to me so that she could watch and encourage Emily. I threw myself into the pleasure of licking her delicious cunt as my hands spread her cheeks to allow me to bury my face between them. The three of us were soon locked into a passionate embrace never before experienced by any of us. Our cries and squeals of delight filled the room and I knew I was going to cum with such intensity from my little girl’s so talented fingers and mouth, a talent she now seemed to have been born with. And I did. Oh, how I did — my legs wrapped around her head tightly as I exploded, trapping her face against me, my mouth buried between my girlfriend’s legs, her tangy pussy juices filling my mouth as she too came at the same time.

As Sharon and I tried to regain our breath, Emily had pulled back and was looking at us both with a big smile on her sweet, wet face, licking her lips back and forth with her tongue.

“Was that good, mommy? Did I do it right?” she asked. “Mmmm, you sure taste good,” she continued, not waiting for an answer. And sliding her hand down the front of her shorts she added with a slight pout, “and my pussy is all wet now, too.”

Sharon and I looked at each other and giggled.

“Come here, you little devil,” I said to my daughter, and she quickly wormed herself over on top of me, spreading her legs on either side of my waist, one hand still inside her shorts. “And just what do you think you are doing in there little girl?” I teased, watching her hand moving up and down.

“Rubbing my cunt,” she replied, brazenly. “What did you think I was doing?” she smirked. And I shook my head in disbelief again at my outspoken daughter.

“Stand up,” Sharon commanded Emily, looking at me slyly as she lifted herself from my face and stood beside her. As my daughter obeyed, Sharon slid down Emily’s shorts and panties, revealing a slightly puffy and certainly very shiny pussy for me to stare up at. “Now sit,” Sharon continued as she pushed down gently on Emily’s shoulders and helped plant my little girl’s pouting lips over my face. “Now it’s your turn sweetheart,” she whispered to my daughter, who couldn’t help squirming herself back and forth, encouraged by my now curious and probing tongue.

I couldn’t believe how sweet her little pussy tasted, and how prolifically her juices flowed. She sure takes after her mom, I thought to myself as I was periodically forced, not unpleasantly of course, to swallow her delicious fluids. She was riding my face fiercely and grasping my head for support, grinding her pussy against me like she was on fire, looking for release. Peering up I saw Sharon had positioned herself behind her and was tweaking her little nipples, pulling them out from her chest, arousing her even more. My sweet little daughter was a sex machine gone wild, in high gear, grunting, squealing, crying out in the delight of the sensations her young body was no doubt experiencing at such intensity for the first time. And then she exploded, screaming, losing control, fluids pouring from her, pee squirting at the same time all over my face as she experienced what were obviously the most intense feelings she had ever had in her young life.

It took a while for her to recover as Sharon and I looked at each other in amazement at what had transpired before our eyes.

And then, suddenly, “Are we a family now?” my daughter asked breathlessly.

I pulled her down to me and gently kissed her lips, stroking her hair, feeling the heat of her sweet young body as I leaned back and looked up into her bright, shiny eyes.

“Yes sweetie, “I replied, lovingly. “We are a family.”

“Sharon too?” she queried, looking up at my girlfriend.

“Oh yes, baby,” Sharon smiled at her. “We are one big happy family.” And she too kissed Emily softly on her lips. “I love you both very much,” she added, as a big grin spread all over my little girl’s shiny face.

“Mmmm,” Emily replied, and glanced over toward the stairs. “And do you think we are going to get to be an even bigger family?” she added, with a glint in her eye.

Sharon and I laughed.

“Well, I guess we’d better see what’s happening up there, hadn’t we,” I told them.

But I was sure I already knew.