Jenna's Vacation-6

by Karen Cypher

This chapter was originally part of chapter 5, but the story was getting rather long. I broke the story in half, and this picks up immediately where part 5 leaves off. Only one more chapter to go...

Erin delighted in the kiss, feeling herself respond to the older woman and was not prepared for Jenna to pull away before she thought the kiss was even half finished; Jenna quickly nipping Erin’s bottom lip and then pressing a cool finger against it. She was transfixed by the woman’s green eyes; liquid and transparent with amber flecks swimming under the surface. She could feel Jenna’s breath across her mouth. Her hands came up, groping wildly at Jenna’s breasts.

“Wait,” Jenna said, and kissed her around that silencing finger.

“It’s not about getting it over with as fast as possible, my sweet.” Jenna said huskily.

Erin nodded to show she understood, then kissed Jenna’s fingertip before she drew it back. She squirmed around a little, feeling a sudden growing shyness that was not related to the passion of the older woman’s electric touch.

“Before we go any further, is there someplace more private we could um…?” Erin asked nervously, her need finally overcoming her embarrassment.

Jenna scribed an arc with her arm, indicating the house. “We could go there or…” she waved her hand in the general direction of the pool as she gently laughed.

Erin easily figured out which would be the wiser choice and stood. She took one last look around; grabbing Jenna’s hand in her own and smiling at Kate as she walked to the house.

Once inside, Jenna led her to the bedroom. Erin knelt into the older woman’s embrace; kissing again. Erin wanted to be as soft as Jenna had been before and tried to match her pace. She felt herself mold into the other woman’s arms as the kiss intensified.

Erin felt Kate’s presence behind her; tugging her top off. She released her hold on Jenna and let her friend pull it off over her head. Seemingly in slow motion, she was being drawn back on the blankets as Jenna twisted to place Erin under her; breasts barely touching, nipples gliding against each other, the silky feel of the skin-on-skin contact sending an instant shock through them both. Erin pushed out her tongue.

Almost immediately, Jenna pulled it into her own mouth, pressing Erin closer against her and parting her legs with her knee; breasts now interlaced. Jenna made a noise into Erin’s mouth, moaning her love for the teen; her overwhelming passion. Turning her head slightly, Jenna broke the kiss and gasped for air. “You are so very beautiful” Jenna said, letting her fingers just brush Erin’s cheek. She felt warm skin and the flutter of a pulse below the ear just begging to be kissed.

“You’re…” Erin seemed at a loss for words. “You’re so sexy” she finally replied, and then wove her fingers into Jenna’s hair as she leaned in for another kiss. With growing passion, Jenna placed her hands on Erin’s shoulders and gently guided the teen atop her as she rolled onto her back.

Reversing positions, Erin kissed Jenna’s throat and breasts, letting her own breasts lightly tease and brush against Jenna’s thighs as she moved down.

Jenna felt hands at her hips, rolling up to press into her belly and rising to engulf her breasts; teasing her nipples before once again sliding down to her bikini bottoms. She felt Erin’s fingers in the top, gently tugging the elastic band down…further down until her whole sex was exposed. She raised her hips and Erin swiftly pulled them all the way free. Jenna gasped as she spread her legs; the movement of air from the ceiling fan feeling intensely cool against her sudden flood of desire.

On her knees between Jenna’s open thighs, Erin gazed raptly at Jenna’s exposed sex. She marveled at the soft folds of the older woman, so different from her own. She placed her fingertip against the top of Jenna’s mound, gently tracing the outline of her short-trimmed pubic hair. Erin’s hair fell across her face and she reached to brush it away.

Kate reached with her hand, blocking her friend’s action. She pulled Erin’s hand away, placing it back on her mother’s pussy. Kate then gently took Erin’s hair in both hands; pulling it back to rearrange it.

The absence of the teen’s touch was a sharp pang for Jenna; her hips rising slightly, trying to maintain the lost contact. She raised herself on her elbows and drew her heels up even with her bottom; further opening herself, silently willing Erin to resume her exploration. Looking down over the swell of her breasts, Jenna took in the sight Kate stroking Erin’s hair; saw that her daughter was entranced by the sight of her friend playing with her mother’s pussy. She was a vision, a beauty, a sleek girl on the cusp of womanhood who explored life to the fullest. Kate couldn’t be put into a box of expected behavior…Christ, who would have thought the teen could be so composed when Jenna herself was almost insane with her need!

“Please, baby!” Jenna whispered fiercely to Erin. “Please!”

“No, don’t talk anymore. Don’t say anything.” Erin replied.

Jenna remained silent as Erin placed both palms flat against the inside of Jenna’s thighs, gently kneading the outside of Jenna’s opening with her thumbs; running them in slow, excruciatingly pleasurable circles. Jenna felt herself opening further as Erin’s touch sent molten fire through her veins.

Erin was transfixed as she watched her best friend’s mother respond to her touch; the opening of her sex, the soft lips, the dripping red mouth with its creamy froth of excitement already gathering at the rim. Collecting some of the wetness on her fingertip, Erin further explored Jenna’s folds. She ran her finger up and down Jenna’s pussy, expertly finding her clit and teasing it with little traces of her fingernail.

Erin positioned herself on all fours now. With a passion and need that she didn’t know she possessed, Erin bent her head. She slowly pushed her face deep into Jenna’s sex and started licking; gliding her tongue back and forth, whipping her clit, sliding back down to suck at the flooded opening. Jenna had a sharp taste. It was not unpleasant, but very different from Erin’s own unique flavor that she frequently sampled during her masturbation sessions. It was stronger, certainly, but with a heady, almost buttery feel that clung to Erin’s every taste bud. She loved it! It was obvious that Jenna adored Erin’s ministrations too. She made sounds of pleasure, squirmed, whimpered, with little cries warbling out of her throat.

Erin glanced up then to see the effect she was having on Jenna; the closed eyes, the muscles pulled tight with passion, her mouth slack and her luscious lips glistening. She reveled in the power she had. She felt Kate’s hand on her back; running in slow circles…grabbing her bottom through her swimsuit.

“Take it off” she said, looking over her shoulder, seeing Kate play with her breasts as she watched Erin lick her mother over and over. She raised her knees as Kate slid the bottoms down.

“You are still shaving!” Kate said with pleasure, glimpsing Erin’s sex from behind. “Oh wow…Mom…she is so wet!” Kate exclaimed; running her hands over the globes of Erin’s ass…kneeling down to look directly at her friend’s pussy.

Jenna came at her daughter’s words.

With her mouth still clamped to Jenna’s pussy, Erin slid two fingers under her chin to penetrate the opening; sending Jenna’s hips bucking into the air. Erin clung to Jenna, riding the wild gyrations. She could feel the walls spasm against her fingers; feel Jenna start to pull away as the intensity of her climax overwhelmed her.

Jenna’s body felt like one big exposed nerve. She swore she would be able to count the threads in the sheet under her by touch; could feel the very air vibrate as Erin turned to embrace Kate in a passionate kiss. “Oh…My…God…” she panted hoarsely to the air. Her legs twitched without her control as she tried to sit up…wanting to reciprocate the pleasure she just had back to Erin.

Kate kissed Erin, feeling a little weird about tasting her mother on Erin’s lips. It was a pleasant taste…erotic in its naughtiness. She liked playing with her mom, but this was a level of intimacy she might have to build up to. Of course, the way things were going now… that couldn’t be too soon. As excited as she was, Kate couldn’t stop giggling…it was crazy, like her whole being was amused. Apparently, it was contagious, as Erin’s fingers slid from Kate’s breasts to push her friend away…catching her breath between outbursts…they couldn’t help it.

“What’s gotten into you two?” Jenna said, finally recovered enough to lean on an elbow. Both girls jumped up on the bed, Erin lying next to Jenna and Kate on the other side of her friend. Jenna marveled at her fortune; giving Erin a hug and teasing the hair away from her brow to plant a kiss. She sat up, running her palm over Erin’s stomach…down to her legs…cupping her sex.

“You, my little angel,” Jenna said with heat in her voice, “are in for a lovely treat.”

Erin only smiled back at her, eyes full of wonder and desire as Jenna moved her hand up, slowly stroking the young teen from her neck, over her budding breasts, over her flat tummy and back down again to her sex. Kate was right, Jenna discovered; Erin was very wet with arousal. Jenna noticed that Kate’s hands mirrored her own on the lower half of her friend; the hands of her daughter meeting Jenna’s in the middle; fingers intertwining. For Jenna, the vision of radiance and beauty lying next to her took her breath away. She could only stare, mesmerized.

Kate rolled off of the bed and stood then, thoughts confused. She walked to the windows, opening the blinds and letting the sunshine in to the bedroom. She was enraptured by the sight of her mother with Erin on the bed; such a perfect melding of desire and passion. She walked next to her mom and stood in silence. Her mother’s lovely green eyes turned up to her and saw through to her soul. It was then that Kate realized that the one comfort in all the long days since they had returned home was her feelings for her mother. The memory of seeing her mother naked on the beach…touching her while her mom gazed at the young girl…feeling her mother’s arousal under her very hands as it happened. But those memories had seemed part of a tender dream, interrupted by the brutal reality of the aftermath; the conflicting thoughts and emotions that she had feelings for her mother!

During the past hour, Jenna’s growing realization of her love for her daughter had caused a different kind of ache, almost sadness; a weakness caused by so much love. Jenna had never experienced this feeling of tenderness and caring for another person. She was almost afraid to embrace that weakness, for it was a contradiction of everything she had been taught to feel. She had fought these feelings all her life. And now, as Jenna lay gazing at her daughter, she took in the woman before her and realized she loved her more than life. Why, then, were her thoughts so jumbled?

“Do you still like looking at me?” Jenna asked softly.

“Yes…you are so beautiful…” Kate responded. “I always knew you liked Erin, and I hoped that you liked looking at me, but it is always best to find out these things for one’s self,” Kate shrugged, embarrassed.

Jenna rose and went into Kate’s welcoming arms. Mother and daughter embraced in a rush of emotion.

“Maybe you should rest now.” Kate told her mother. “You need to recover fully if you think you can handle Erin and I.” she finished with a wicked wink at her friend.

“That’s right, Jenna…you may need to recover your strength.” Erin said languidly from the bed.

Jenna laughed and embraced her daughter further; she would not let her go. Kate’s breath was sweet and warm in Jenna’s ear as she linked her arms around her daughter’s neck. “My only need at this time,” she whispered, as she pressed her body into Kate’s, “is you.”

Erin sat up, getting up on her knees as she grasped Jenna’s shoulders from behind. She ran her hands along the contours of Jenna’s body and drew her in.

Jenna turned her head. Their kiss was fervently magical, and Jenna almost forgot all about her desire for Kate as the kiss lingered. Almost…

“Oh my,” Jenna said breathlessly. “You two could drive a woman to madness!” she continued, turning her head from one to the other.

Kate took in the joyous scene before her. She saw the adoration in Erin’s and Jenna’s faces and felt the love and esteem they had for one another. Although she loved seeing this, it struck her that she would miss the intimacy and privacy she and her mother had shared during their holiday…and around the house. She felt a little jealous when her mother stroked Erin’s sides. She had gotten closer to her mother. Not only physically, but in knowing her…the dreams she had of her mother, her fears, her childhood, and the loneliness she had endured as a result of the divorce.

Jenna stepped from both their embraces, deciding simply to watch. She marveled at the suppleness of Erin’s body. She was free enough with them, for there were no pressing demands to worry her. The girls’ playful spirit was contagious, and Jenna found herself laughing with them, and periodically, almost good-naturedly throwing in a jibe of her own. Jenna had often dreamed of Erin’s body, but now she could see it as well as her own. There was no question that she loved the young teen…and finally, there would be no more rapturous dreams, no more fantasies she had to play out only in her mind. The reality was so much sweeter, so much more enchanting. Jenna wondered if she would lose her love to the demands of being a mother to Kate…to obligations…to other indulgences that she knew she could envision. Would she have to live her love in dreams once again?

Jenna knew Erin and Kate both cared for her. It was evident in each kiss, each caress. But she had yet to utter the words that wanted to spring form her lips and she had begun to think awful thoughts. So many times, when she and Kate were alone, Jenna wanted to declare verbally how much she loved her daughter…how much she loved Erin…but she had always held her tongue. Perhaps those words would drive Erin away forever…send Kate over the edge…sex was only an exploration for them, after all; she knew how deeply she loved them both and wanted to be loved in return.

Jenna stopped her introspection…it would serve no purpose for the here and now. She laid Erin down on her back; flickering sunlight coming through the windows reflected on the walls of the bedroom. Jenna walked silently to the bathroom to grab a mixture of oils. She sat on the side of the bed smoothing oils onto Erin’s bare back. Erin moaned as Jenna’s gentle and experienced fingers kneaded her muscles. She turned over as Jenna set the ointment on the bedside table and leaned over with her supporting arm across Erin’s body. Jenna gazed lovingly into the sleepy blue eyes. Auburn hair fanned out across the pillow, a red as warm as sunset. Jenna traced one finger from Erin’s lips, to her chin, and down her throat to the valley of her breasts.

Jenna wrapped a loose curl of Erin’s hair around one finger. “I have not known myself to desire anyone as much as I desire you.” she said in a breathy whisper.

“Mmm…lucky for me,” Erin replied, echoing Jenna’s comment from earlier.

The fragrance of the oils wafted to Erin’s nose. She took in the sight of the woman over her; sunlight shining on the delicate gold chain around her neck, adding a velvet sheen to the even tanned tones of her smooth skin. A smile played on her lips. Erin drank her in with her eyes. How could this woman be so beautiful?

She stretched, her arms reaching back high above her head, teasing, giving Jenna full view of what was hers for the taking. “I’m all yours.” Erin said seductively. The invitation had the desired effect.

Jenna was mesmerized. She feasted her eyes on the lithe golden body being offered to her as one who is starving. She bent her body at the waist and was upon her, nuzzling and kissing the length of Erin’s body. They began to move in a rhythm only the two of them could hear and feel. In a heartbeat, Jenna was lost in her pleasure of what she had fantasized about, dreamed about; she only hoped she could follow her own advise of not rushing in her desire to devour the girl.

At first, Jenna thought the steady kneading of her bottom was from Erin’s hands, but as soon as she felt hands on her ribs, traveling to her swaying breasts, Jenna knew it was her daughter playing with her ass. Her passion doubled at the reality of Kate’s touch. She moaned and melded into Erin as legs and arms entwined. Breast to breast, mound to mound, lips to lips. Her hands caressed every inch of Erin’s body. Touch was a prelude to the hungry, teasing lips, the searching tongue and fingers.

Kate pulled herself up along her mother’s body so that all three were face to face, so she could cherish and bask in the heat of Erin and her mom. She moved her hand between her mother’s thighs and covered her sex. She felt her hand become trapped as her mother closed her legs to imprison it there.

A soft moan escaped Erin’s lips as Jenna tongued and gently bit a taunt nipple and then kissed her neck and the sensitive spot just under her jaw. She moved faster against the hand her daughter still held between her thighs. Her breath caught in a passionate sob as two fingers found their way inside her.

“Yes,” Jenna moaned. “Oh God, Katie…right there”

Jenna buried her face in Erin’s neck. She moved her fingers slowly down to Erin’s pussy and Erin met every thrust as they created their own rhythm; a poignant counterpoint to Kate’s fingers in Jenna’s own hyper-aroused pussy.

Erin’s knew her cries of passion urged the older woman on. She felt Jenna caress her more urgently, faster, with a shared need from Kate’s own hand on Jenna’s sex, until Erin’s senses reeled. Finally, she exploded with pleasure, stiffening and writhing in ecstasy, her chest heaving from such sweet exertion. Erin’s lips met Jenna’s in a long, long kiss while Jenna rubbed Erin’s abdomen as the tremors subsided.

Jenna knew the sweetest pleasure as she cried out in her own release, within mere heartbeats of Erin’s own. She collapsed on the bed beside Erin, her daughter’s hand still firmly planted on her twitching sex as she let wave after wave of sensation roll through her. She lay beside Erin with the girl wrapped in her arms, nestled at her breast and feeling the strong, steady beating of her heart. When she looked up, she saw Kate frowning, as though she were annoyed at something.

“Is something wrong?” Erin said, noticing Kate’s expression.

Kate grunted and shook her head. “Nothing,” she answered; but the frown did not go away.

“Tell me,” Erin insisted, snuggling closer to Jenna. She traced lazy circles with a single finger around Jenna’s navel.

“I am curious too,” Jenna said, but the frown did not go away from her daughters face and she had to fight with herself not to become distracted by Erin’s lustful purring and playful teasing fingers as they roamed over her body.

“Well,” Kate began petulantly. “You two have been having all the fun, and I guess I’m jealous…and horny.” She finished, running her hands over her own body. “Am I going to have to just play with myself now that you two are done?”

Jenna looked into her daughter’s hooded eyes and smiled as her own desires stirred once more.

Erin did not hesitate, disentangling herself from Jenna before sitting up and taking Kate’s face in her hands as she replied, “No, probably not.” pulling Kate’s head down to kiss her lips.