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Adventures of Jade - Chap. 1 (Mf, exh, inc, nc, ped, 1st)
by Hummmvee (hummmvee@hotmail.com)
***
Jade, Her Mother Astrid, and her sister Jenn, get into
trouble at the Catholic High School for girls.
ADVENTURES OF JADE
(A Novella)
By Humvee
(tales of Lust, Depravity, and Seduction)
(Disclaimer: The following intellectual property is for
entertainment purposes of mature persons only. Do not
read this story if it is unlawful for you to do so. You
may not use this story, nor any excerpts, for commercial
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does not condone any activity illustrated in this story.
Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental. Regarding erotic writing: More often than
not, fantasies should remain just that; another's words:
Don't try this at home.)
To make matters worse, Jade turned out to be very shy. A
late bloomer really. It was not until her first year of
college that she started physically developing to match
her age. And develop she did. Although she always had the
beautiful green cat-eyes, her long and skinny frame
started taking on dangerous curves at age 18. She was
almost 22 now. The good looks and the great body came too
late to give her confidence through her school years, but
she was pleased nonetheless. Her mother had gone through
the same thing. Even though 'mom' had children very
early, she had not fully developed into the stunner that
she was until her late teens. Astrid always told Jade
that one day she would come to appreciate and prefer the
late bloomer way, after all, does not a fine wine take
time also?
At 5' 10" and 125 pounds, Jade's thick, wild dark hair
cascaded halfway down her muscled back, to a now perfect
ass below. Her smile could ignite tinder, but she was
careful who she gave it to. Was it the intense workouts
that finally triggered her to blossom, or was it just her
time? Whatever the case, she seemed happier now than
during her school years, and her confidence was building.
Getting her phys ed degree took 4 years of strenuous work
and discipline, but the new job offer seemingly made it
all worthwhile, and meant she would soon be able to move
out on her own and start a career. She wanted freedom
from the perceived weight of her upbringing, her fathers
imposed discipline, and the regularity of 'sameness' in
her life.
Jade's mother was only 13 when she gave birth to her (no
she wasn't trailer trash), and raised both Jade and her
sister Jenna (now 15) mostly by herself. Her husband was
killed in a friendly-fire chopper incident during the
Gulf War. He managed to instill the military discipline
on his family before his untimely cessation. Although
Astrid did a wonderful job bringing the two girls up
these last 10 years, it was not easy, and both ended up
shy like their mother, yet strong in their subtleness.
Jenna was as beautiful as her sister Jade. Even though
only 15, she was just starting to develop. At 5' 7" and
105 pounds, her long blonde locks and baby blues were
beginning to get her noticed. Their mother had made them
aware of the dangers of getting tied down too early, and
due to their strict upbringing, Jenna had not had any
dates to speak of, and Jade had only a few that quickly
burned themselves out. Otherwise the girls were quite
normal. Except for one thing (well maybe several things)!
The first thing that was unusual about this whole family
was that their sexual fantasies tended to gravitate
towards girls, as much or more, than toward boys. Neither
shared this with anyone, including each other. Certainly
the sisters were still virgins, as there was no sexual
expression with boys, so far. Astrid made sure her
daughters had a firm spiritual base as well. Good
catholic-school girls just like their mom. At 35, Astrid
their mother, was definitely bi. She had never even
admitted that to herself. The labels had frightened her
enough to (mostly) stick to the male of the species, in
spite of the directions her fantasies often took her.
Though Jade and her mom dated occasionally, both were
currently in between men. No man seemed good enough, nor
interesting enough to warrant more than a passing
interest. Astrid tried to keep busy after the loss of her
husband, and did not actively pursue a new relationship.
The girls had it rough for a few years after 'daddy's'
departure, then seemed to find the strength to go on
without too much apparent damage. Jenna was only six or
seven when he never returned. She was shyest in the
family. Having model looks would make the current problem
temporary for her at best. Jade was more affected, but
managed to hide behind the discipline, and heavy
activity.
*
Jade's excitement was hard to contain. She was accepted
at the St. Beave all-girl catholic school. Tomorrow she
would start teaching phys ed, to 7th thru 10th grade
girls. Their final two years of high school would be
completed at an affiliated catholic finishing school.
Launching her career with this, her very first job, was
creating serious butterflies in her stomach. Being that
she was going to teach Phys Ed, ALSO meant 'showers'! You
see, in high school she began to notice her female shower
classmates. Because of her shyness, her curious looks at
select classmates were brief at best. She tried to be
discreet.
Being pretty made it easier to be above suspicion.
Nevertheless, a very frustrating experience indeed. Those
budding breasts and pubic areas would draw her gaze and
tease her senses. But mostly they fueled her masturbatory
fantasies! Was she abnormal? Jade certainly felt like a
normal teenager. Of course she never acted out on any of
those urges. College too was a blur of activity, so she
did not pursue 'the call of the senses' there either.
Good focus led to good grades, and proper accreditation.
She did dream of the coming freedoms a steady job would
offer. Free to even pursue a relationship, perhaps.
Sometimes she fantasised about boys, and sometimes the
girls, very young girls. Playing with herself at home was
not always possible when her body demanded it. Often
either sis or mom were around, and even though all were
fortunate enough to have their own rooms, Jade never felt
all that comfortable 'doing' it at home. Now here comes a
job that would allow her to make enough money to live on
her own, AND maybe even look at other young girls
exercise and shower! Perhaps even provide opportunity to
discreetly touch! All harmless fun. With her own place,
she would then be able to relive the day's events in
private, and whenever necessary, pleasure herself. The
thoughts kept her quite permanently wet in the days
following the fateful phone call. 'Did any of these
errant desires lead to my choice of career?' Jade half
wondered. She certainly felt some guilt about enjoying
the appearance of both sexes.
Physically, Jade's biological development had (seemingly)
come behind schedule, but incredibly, her sex drive was
wide awake by age five or six. Even though she didn't
know what she had discovered at that age, she kept it to
herself, and continued to give her body pleasure, more
and more frequently. Of course mom caught her 'doing it'
on more than one occasion (unbeknownst to Jade), but mom
thought it was a perfectly normal thing for her daughter
to do, and so kept it under her hat. Astrid still did it
herself almost every day, perhaps she passed on the
'incessant frigging'- gene to her daughter. Quite
harmless fun for all.
Jade was in her room laying out clothes for the day to
come. The first day of work at St Beave. She stood only
in pumps in front of the large mirrors in her bedroom,
and took inventory of her body. Her image stared back at
her with those rare electric-green cat-eyes. Jade knew
that at school she would be on display to all. She had to
set the best example. Though shy, she somewhat liked the
idea of being on display to (hopefully) admiring eyes.
She looked for physical flaws in her reflection now...
but could find none. Her muscles had much definition and
tone. 'I could use a tan though' she mused. Her
complexion was fair, and she did not feel comfortable to
sunbathe in front of her mom and sister, so she made a
mental note to find a tanning salon tonight. She
continued staring in the mirror. The long dark hair made
her look exotic. It was thick and shiny.
Mom and Jenn were natural blondes, but she had some of
her father's genes. She looked like Xena, the Amazon
warrior princess. She smiled shyly at her 38 inch perfect
C-cup breasts. The nipples always stood proud, ready to
cut glass at a moments notice. At an inch and a half in
length when aroused, they were unusually long. The
aureolae were silver dollar sized, dark brown peaks,
quite puffy themselves, and often became bumpy, betraying
their owners' state. Jade ran her hands at the sides of
her breasts cupping them gently. They were the hard kind
that hardly moved, no matter what the activity. She liked
that, and continued her inspection, occasionally tugging
at the now fully erect nipples.
"MMMM" she moaned to herself lightly. Her hands traveled
southward now. She traced the well defined lines on her
flat belly. It looked so hard, almost bulletproof. A 23
inch waist, and 34 inch hips. It doesn't get any better
than that. Her pudendal area was a source of great
interest to her. For such thick, dark hair on her head,
she had a lightly downed pubic area. The patch was more
vertical than triangular, and it was only to be found
above her narrow slit. The pubis was somewhat pronounced,
and the vaginal area very light in color, much like the
color of her surrounding skin. She was capable of
producing a copious amount of lubricating secretions on
very short notice, for little reason.
She reached for her lightly furred friend now, and gently
stroked. The inner lips were rarely visible in this
position. She saw that some liquid was already finding
its way out of the unusually tight orifice. Jade hoped
that would not happen at inopportune moments in school!
She wondered if she should shave her mound clean, like in
some of the magazines she liked to look at, but decided
against it (for now). Anything to block, absorb, or slow
down her 'passion discharge' was probably to be retained.
As her right hand found her warm fuzzy place to rub, she
continued to assess her long legs, pretty knees, and
aerodynamic feet. The slightest movements caused her
flexing muscles to show through her skin. She found THAT,
very stimulating to look at. She turned around and
watched her gluteus flex and form a pair of those rarely
seen (on the average person) concave indentations in each
buttcheek. There was very little body hair, and what she
did have was light and downy. She was lucky in that she
rarely had to shave anywhere.
Jade was infatuated with how her body had started
developing, and her orgasms seemed to grow in frequency
and intensity. Whenever she was alone in the house, she
masturbated in front of the large mirrors in her room,
taking note of all her movements, and the slightest
expressions. Jade would work herself up so much during
these occasions, that her orgasms would cause her to
become temporarily unconscious. Oh only now and then, but
usually after an intense cum, she would not remember
anything afterwards. In bed this was not even noticeable,
but when she did it in front of a mirror, sometimes, she
would wake up afterward and deduce what had happened. The
weird thing was, that on some of those occasions, she
couldn't really even remember masturbating. This did not
really frighten her. It did make her feel a little
uncomfortable, at the prospect of possibly being
'discovered' while she was 'out'. Rather than satiating
her, those sessions of self pleasure only fueled the
fires below, and made her bush burn for even more
stimulation. Bummer.
As Astrid was walking by her daughters room, she noticed
the door was open a crack, and decided to peek in.
Although the whole family was shy about matters of
nudity, they all had burning curiosities about each
others' naked bodies. Astrid had certainly been around
the block for a woman of 35, she was just conservative
and reserved. However it was HER daughter after all, and
the peek she was hoping to steal was really like taking
inventory or something. She excused the act by saying to
herself, that it was in fact, her responsibility to know
everything that went on in her house! This included how
her offspring were developing physically.
Jade's room was well lit and the hallway dark. This
afforded mom some camouflage, and bought her a little
time to look at her daughter. The radio inside was going,
so she was not worried about being heard. She felt she
was not spying, just curious and excited for Jade.
Besides, she gave birth to her so it was almost like a
joint ownership; she just had to have a little peek. Mom
had not bathed Jade for a good many years now, and was
blown away by how Jade had developed. As she gazed at her
daughters displayed nude body, she was naturally proud of
the genes, as well as the discipline it took to maximize
those genes; but she also felt a strange stirring. She
felt somewhat guilty for this, but her senses would block
out anything her mind wouldn't accept. Watching Jade
touch herself all over, made Astrid warm all over too.
Her pussy began juicing up at the sight before her. The
fact that it was her daughter whom she loved made the
guilt secondary, as she knew she would not do anything to
hurt her child, actually woman apparently.
In time Astrid's guilt overwhelmed the thrill, and she
went back to her room. She was going to take a shower, or
a bath perhaps, and get ready for the day. Astrid made
her money day-trading with the aid of a computer. She
became successful at it (eventually), and was able to
quit her job at the sausage factory and make a
comfortable living working only a few days a week. She
had just moved the family to this sleepy town and
comfortable newish house. Astrid peeled off her bathrobe
and looked at her own body in the mirror. Still young,
taught, and pretty. Life at 35 was not so bad. She was
5'9", 137 lbs., curly blonde shoulder length hair, 40
inch D-cup bust, and very little golden-brown pussy fur.
Her inner pussy lips were fat, and stuck out a little.
She thought her pussy lips looked like a butterfly. She
always dressed womanly, but not slutty.
Mom too, liked the image in the mirror, and as she paused
and looked, her mind began making comparisons with what
she had just seen. Astrid was feeling very horny right
now, and it took some effort for her not to continue her
tactile ministrations to 'full term' in front of the
bedroom mirror. Few people had violet eyes, but Astrid
was one of them. The thick blonde hair with the 'purple'
irises caused accidents in the streets. Her stunning good
looks and laid back demeanor attracted much attention. An
inopportune glance in the mirror even affected young
Astrid. She thought how lucky she was to be so well
endowed with her own body, and two very sexy daughters
that were smart and stayed out of trouble. Not to mention
comfortably upper middle classed.
Astrid grabbed a towel, slung it over her shoulder, and
went into the master bath. It was more private there, and
her favorite place to find pudendal pleasure. The
whirlpool jets could be strategically directed to inflict
orgasmic bliss at will, and the noise pretty much gave
cover to any auditory excesses. It was a good way to
start the day.
*
Jenna was rousing from sleep in her own room. As she
began a slow transition toward wakeful consciousness, her
mind began to soar amidst the records of her (limited)
memories. She was young, and had few experiences, but she
was calm and smart. She was at peace with herself. Her
shyness was only sometimes troubling. It was fueled by
her parent's firmness, but being a 'good kid', she did
not question that authority directly.
Jenn found her right hand under the goose-down comforter,
and in the valley between her legs. Touching there always
gave her comfort, and some temporary relief from the
fires that nature was kindling more and more. Being so
shy, she had never fully masturbated herself, and was
technically unaware of the hedonistic pleasures her body
was capable of, especially a body like hers. The stroking
would usually climb some, plateau, and eventually the
guilt would make her lose interest.
Jenna liked that she was a blonde like her mother, and
she thought she looked 'nice'.
Her measurements came in at a 35-inch B-cup bust, 22 inch
waist, and 32 inch hips. Her weight was nicely
distributed. Her pussy hair was still basically non-
existent. Compared with Jade's lusher and harder body she
seemed lithe. A blonde gazelle. Being only 15 meant that
she would yet fill out more, but for now she was just
starting her transition toward womanhood. Although
unusual, she had not started her periods yet. She gave
this little thought, so it did not really bother her. She
was in good health, and didn't ever think about such
matters. Her academic studies left no time to take
throwaway electives like 'Health Ed', and so she was
still quite naive about how her body worked.
Suddenly the obvious hit her! Since moving to this little
mountain town, mother had enrolled her in the private
school. The same school her older sister was about to
teach at. This meant her own sister would be teaching her
phys ed! Was this a good or bad thing? Her mind played
out the possibilities. She got along OK with others, as
well as her sister, but she had no Phys Ed classes those
last few years. This year she would have to take P.E.!
And weren't showers mandatory?
'E-e-e-e-e-e-e-k!!!' her mind raced, and she sat up from
her half slumber with a start. Being naked in front of
others was a mixed bag she would somehow deal with, but
she might have to be naked in front of her own sister!
This possibility was just too embarrassing! She decided
she would have to investigate this possibility further,
before classes started on Monday. She wanted to know what
was required, and how things would go down in Gym class.
She wasn't sure how to approach her sister without
seeming an insecure child, or appearing to other students
that she was getting preferential treatment.
In fact she wasn't sure she would want anyone to know
that the Gym teacher was her sister. A part of her was
also excited about the possibilities. Getting out of Gym
these past years also meant she was not able to see any
of the other girls naked, and the thought of finally
sharing this intimacy with her peers mildly appealed to
Jenna. Thoughts of boys as well as girls often played on
her mind's stage. Being in an all-girls school certainly
made it more likely, that any actual contact would slant
her fantasies toward a female-based bias. Her body became
flushed at the flurry of thoughts and possibilities.
Jenna yawned and stretched her fifteen year old body. She
got out of bed and went to her bathroom. After doing her
business, she decided she would find out more about these
newly discovered concerns. Since this was a very small
private school, the rules could be quite different.
Perhaps the administration will take one look at her, and
see that she was in good enough shape, and excuse her
from Gym. 'Not likely' she thought afterward, looking at
her reflection. 'I'm certainly attractive enough. So why
am I so scared about displaying this body...a decent
body, to others, especially my sister? She is so much
more spectacular, that's why! Perhaps mom could shed some
light, if I could bring myself to ask her proper.' She
wore men's two piece pajamas, though of silk, and in
powder blue, to match her eyes. The top was filling out
lately, and it was apparent she would need more room
there soon. She decided to follow up on her concerns, and
went looking for mom.
Walking down the hall she noticed Jade's bedroom door
slightly ajar, with music coming from inside. She could
not help but peek. Something she did not go out of her
way to do. She swallowed hard. Jenna's eyes grew like
saucers. Jade was oblivious to the slightly open door,
and at this point seemed to be touching her naked crotch
with her right hand, while the left toyed with her
titties. Jenna had not seen Jade naked since Jade was her
age. She looked even more spectacular than Jenna
remembered, or imagined. Obviously she should not have
looked, for Jade was in a private moment. Why was she
touching her body so lewdly? It looked very forbidden,
very dirty, yet very sexy to Jenna. Jade turned, and went
out of sight and into her bathroom. The show was over.
Jenna's knees were like jello. Her crotch had this 'itch'
that she was getting more and more often. By the looks of
things, her sister also had this condition.
Jenna continued on down the hall and to mom's bedroom, in
a bit of a daze. She knocked then called out, but there
was no answer at the door. Since it was open, she timidly
walked in calling. The jacuzzi could be heard running in
the master bath, so she knew she could not be heard. No
big deal, she would knock and see if mom was open to
discuss her budding concerns at some point. Upon nearing
the door, she heard what sounded like an injured animal!
Okay, it was not an animal, it was most likely mom. Now,
Jenna was a sensitive young lady. She had just witnessed
her sister doing something she didn't yet understand, and
now the 'rock of Gibraltar' was possibly in trouble.
Losing a loving father had been devastating, and she
could not afford to lose both parents. Perhaps, mom had
fallen in the tub? Maybe she had cut herself shaving? Was
it sewer rats? Or it was a heart attack, older people had
those, right? She had to act fast. She called out again.
"Mom? Are you ok?" No response, only moaning.
Jenn flung open the door and burst in quickly scanning
the scene before her. She had been right! Mom was under
attack! It was obvious what was happening. They had
satellite TV. Jenna knew from watching all the nature
programs, what the infamous 'Black Mamba' looked like!
She also knew that people who acquired exotic pets, often
dumped them later in lakes or toilets.
Care of exotic pets was a responsibility whose depths
most people were not aware of. Being indigenous to
Africa, this specimen must have been a discarded pet, and
probably made its' way up through the toilet, and into
the master bath. She wondered what kind of person would
keep such a deadly pet. Mom had both hands around the
three-inch thick body, and seemed to be unsuccessfully
trying to free herself from its grasp. 'Got to be several
feet long' thought Jenna. As she raced forward, she hoped
she could grab it just behind the head (That's the safest
place to grab a snake). Hopefully, it had not bitten mom
yet, although judging by mom's moans, it may have been
too late already.
Swiftly she grabbed it behind the head yelling "Hold on
mom!!!" With a slurping sound, twelve inches of Black
Mamba was swiftly yanked from Astrid's hungry blonde
vagina, causing a startled scream from mother's throat!
Jenna wildly beat the black intruder against the sink
until it moved no more. Mom had literally jumped up out
of the tub, startled half to death, water splashing and
dripping everywhere.
"What the hell is going on here?!!!" Astrid yelled trying
to regain her senses. She was standing up, water running
down her still flawless 35 year old body, her heart in
her throat.
Jenna was content that the evil beast was lifeless now,
and disgustingly threw it into the sink. The double
headed dildo made a wet slapping sound and lay
motionless. Mother was too shocked to even cover her
nakedness. Long seconds passed as her mind tried to
figure out what was happening. Jenna ran to her mother
and grabbed her by the arms, looking her up and down,
looking for possible fang marks.
"Did it bite you? Where is that snakebite kit we had on
our camping trip?" The expression on mothers face was
changing, and Jenna was so worked up she didn't even
notice. Still nude, Astrid went for the double-headed
dong and picked it up. "No don't mother, it could still
be alive!" yelled Jenn grabbing it again. The two
wrestled with the latex monster. Mom was stronger, and
Jenn could not gain control over the, potentially still
dangerous animal. She began to notice the serious look in
her mother's face. Like she saw when she had done
something bad. She stopped struggling but still held on
tightly to the three foot beast. She finally began to
notice her mother's nakedness in her peripheral vision.
Astrid knew now that she had overprotected her daughter.
Jenn was so innocent that she had obviously never seen a
sex toy. If not for that sudden realization, Astrid would
be overwhelmed with embarrassment. She just shook her
head, let go of the toy, and grabbed a towel to cover her
body. Jenn watched her mom's form get covered by the
thirsty cotton bath towel. Just a quick glimpse, before
it was covered up. Coupled with the strange look on
mother's face, Jenn's gaze fell upon the object in her
tight grasp, and she began to note previously unseen
details. Finally the shockwave hit her. It was not a
snake at all. It was plastic. Why would mom keep a
replica of a snake? Upon closer inspection, she noted
that it wasn't even a great reproduction of a snake. What
was it doing between mom's legs? It looked more like a
plastic 'man-thing' than a snake. As the revelations
began to sink in, she became sooo embarrassed!
"I... I... I'm sorry... I thought you were in trouble...
I thought it might have bitten you... I wanted to talk to
you about something, when I heard you moaning, and I
thought... Oh mom I'm s-o-o-o-o-o sorry."
Astrid was looking at her daughter. The silk pajamas were
soaked from the attempted rescue. The childlike face was
flushed. There was an instinctual recognition on Jenn's
part, of what her mom was doing, but intellectually she
could not accept or explain it fully. Her expression was
of puzzlement. Astrid knew she had to regain control of
this situation, without hurting her daughter. But how
could she explain she was fucking her pussy with a giant
fake cock? Mom was supposed to set all the moral
standards, and now she was caught 'doing the dirty'. She
felt she had betrayed her daughter's trust somehow, by
showing this less than perfect side of her character.
Astrid noted that it was sweet the way Jenn had rushed to
her rescue. She displayed a streak of fearlessness and a
protective spirit. That was nice. But Jenn had seen mom
naked, and that embarrassed both of them. Jenna's nipples
poked through the now wet silk, signifying a possible
change in the dynamic of the situation. Astrid looked at
Jenna, but tried not to stare, for all the obvious
reasons. How would she explain she was just masturbating
with a double-ended dildo, trying to reach orgasmic
bliss? '(-sigh-)' Might as well have that long overdue
'girl' talk.
"Sit down sweat pea. We need to have a talk." They sat on
the edge of the jetted tub. Astrid shut off the noisy
jets. Jenna hardly noticed the wet spot she had just sat
in. She adjusted the towel tighter. She caught Jenn
glancing at her cleavage, and where the towel parted,
between her legs. She saw the nervousness in her
daughter's beautiful blue eyes. 'At least her body is
developing so nicely' thought Astrid. Involuntarily,
Jenna's eyes would dart about her mother's body, her mind
trying to recall the beautiful curves she had just
recently seen uncovered. Mom sensed what her daughter was
feeling, and took the fake phallus from her daughter's
still clutching hands.
"You see... This is just a toy. I've been a little lonely
since... dad left. This relieves some of the pressure I
feel. Honey, your mother was just 'pleasuring her
princess' ". Jenn still looked embarrassed and confused.
She was still flushed. Astrid decided against the baby
talk. "I was masturbating, honey. I hope it didn't
embarrass you, but I can see that it did. You see, it is
something quite natural. Most of us get that itch" -she
pointed between her legs, -"and rubbing there feels
nice." Jenn followed her mom's gesture as mom used the
dildo and pointed with it at her very private place
hidden just under the towel. "This latex phallus is an
aid in touching yourself". Jenna was still flushing, and
looked around anxiously. It was all too much for her. She
felt so dumb now. Her mother must think her a little baby
to have burst in on her most private moment like that.
"You mean you had that thing in your... inside you?" Jenn
felt so silly now, having this conversation with her
mother.
"I'm afraid so, honey. It feels better than it looks."
"I could never put something like that in me, mother."
"Of course not honey, but after a girl has children your
vagina stretches, and it likes, and can handle more
stimulation than just your fingers. You should not put
anything down there until you are older. Except maybe
your clean fingers. This snake" she smiled as she spoke "
is just an industrial strength finger. It makes mommy
feel like she is having sex with a man. It helps me feel
good and I climax." Astrid was almost enjoying shocking
her little daughter with her sudden openness of
previously unspoken matters. She could see her daughters
eyebrow go up with that last bit.
Astrid was being very understanding toward her daughters
obvious lack of experience in these matters. She was
trying to explain some of the facts of life, without
being too crude. Jenn knew that. She just wasn't
comfortable discussing 'the birds and bees' with her
mother.
"Have you rubbed yourself there honey?"
Jenn was shocked by the question and kept turning deeper,
and deeper shades of crimson. "Not really, er...sort
of.... sometimes... maybe a little."
"Did you ever put anything inside your, uhhmm... cunny?"
Jenn shook her head 'no'.
She tried to avoid her mother's gaze. She looked down.
Her body was beginning to perspire noticeably. She
wondered to herself, if it was from the heat and humidity
of the bathroom, or something else. As she stared
downwards she noticed that her nipples were painfully
erect. Apparently a part of her was wanting to have this
conversation. But was she getting aroused by her own
mother's presence? No, her mother was truly beautiful.
More 'womanly' than even her gorgeous sister. Jenn
realized she was just a sucker for beauty. Anyone would
get a little excited seeing her mom, or so she thought.
Mother continued with the lesson. "You are probably still
too tight for inserting anything in your pussy, but
rubbing with your fingers should bring pleasure. Does it
honey? Does it feel good when you rub yourself there? You
do rub yourself, don't you?"
Jenn nodded the affirmative, shocked by the questions and
still looking down.
"How often does my baby girl play with her privates?"
After a long pause, Jenna contemplated running out of the
room, but found her voice and spoke. "Not very
often...I...It's embarrassing."
"Oh honey, don't be embarrassed about it," she hugged her
daughter, "if mommy does it, so can you." Astrid broke
the embrace with a kiss on her daughter's cheek. Astrid
noticed how young and fresh her daughter smelled. The
young hair was soft and silky. Their eyes finally met.
Jenn could see the still vital glow in her mother of 15
years. 'So beautiful' she thought. As awkward as this
encounter was, she felt more comfortable, after this
sudden display of intimacy. She smiled back at her
mother, and hugged her back for being so gentle.
Just as she was becoming comfortable with the situation
somewhat, her mother dropped another bomb. "Why don't you
take off that wet jammie top, honey, and I'll dry you."
Jenn felt trapped. She wanted to obey because she always
did, and because the thought of disrobing, made her itch
in a curiously delicious way 'down below'. It was all
quite embarrassing, yet thrilling. She had not been nude
in front of her mother since she was twelve or so.
Sensing the hesitation, Astrid's adept fingers made a bee
line for the buttons on Jenn's silk pajama top. She
shouldn't have. But the situation was giving her warm
thoughts below, and there was some unfinished business
there! The situation of getting caught by her little
fifteen year old daughter gave Astrid quite the thrill!
Was it right getting so excited by her own? Only once did
Astrid pursue sapphic feelings, and that was long ago in
high school, and did not go well.
The buttons left the protective confines of their
buttonholes, one by one. Jenn squirmed a bit, her arms
uncooperative. Mom was practically trembling at the
secrets she was about to reveal. Why did it feel so good
to look at this pretty teenager, her own offspring? She
was too excited to think about the answer right now. How
far could she go with this little encounter anyway? As
the last button fell away, Astrid paused momentarily,
before unveiling her young daughter's upper body. Jenn
surrendered to her mother's knowing fingers. Off came her
top. Jenn self consciously looked down at her own exposed
b-sized mounds. Astrid looked as well. There was a long
pause, and a loud silence before anyone spoke again.
"You are truly lovely my daughter! I have not paid close
enough attention to your physical development lately."
Her fingers began to flutter like butterflies, all over
her young daughter's body. She was staring at the young
tits, amazed how they've appeared from nothing this past
year. Jenn was uncomfortable with the contact, yet at the
same time, relished the attention even if it was from her
own mother. Years of repressed feelings can do that.
Astrid knew she had to touch those boobies full on. She
wanted to heft them, test their weight and firmness. Jenn
WANTED to be touched in that manner, yet was afraid of
the repercussions, with mom doing the touching. Of course
it could not be considered sexual contact, just eager
exploration, full of curiosity.
"Your breasts are s-o-o-o beautiful, Jenna honey." Astrid
reached out and cupped both of them now, relishing in the
sensations. Nipples tended to run long in this family.
Jenna's aureolae were quarter sized, and covered by
telltale bumps. Mother looked at them, and her daughters
face, appraising how Jenn might be taking this. The shy
teen would meet her gaze only briefly, still blushing.
Mostly she just stared down at her mother's hands, firmly
on her pert breasts. Astrid flashed her teenage daughter
a bright smile while tugging those pointy nipples. Her
smile was shyly returned with a smaller, more nervous
one.
She just HAD to take this a step further. She squeezed
both breasts with some force, watching the already stiff
nippies grow to full attention. Astrid could not wipe the
smile from her face as she reveled in this dark fantasy.
Jenna was getting dizzier and dizzier. This was going
beyond her ability to control, but she decided to trust
mother's judgement. Why did it feel so good to be touched
there by someone else? Both of them seemed to be enjoying
the moment. Did this make them lesbians? So many
questions. Right now, neither of them gave a damn as to
the answers.
The touching progressed further. Astrid massaged, hefted,
and squeezed the pliant flesh in her hands every which
way. Her pussy was giving approval, by releasing abundant
secretions through her picture perfect mother-orifice.
Daughter or not, the girl before her was ravishing. Any
man or woman would be moved. As she squeezed and tugged
on the nipples, she looked up smilingly at Jenna's face.
The teenager was definitely losing it now, as her face
was contorted, and her eyes closed. A small involuntary
moan escaped her lips.
"Oh honey, look at the way your nipples are reacting to
my touch. You boobies are so firm. You know, I was about
your cup size at your age, and that means you'll get a
lot bigger. You'll probably be a d-cup by the time you
are your sister's age."
This roused young Jenna from her trance. As pleased as
she was with her development, she still had the least
developed chest in the family. "You really think so
mother?" (It just goes to show you it's never enough!)
"Do you really think they'll be as big as Jade's?"
"No honey, they'll be even bigger I'm sure. Your sister
is a c-cup from what I've noticed, and she was smaller at
your age. You are going to be as big as your Momma!"
Astrid thrust her chest out after that last bit.
Jenna realized now what had been missing. Mom was still
wearing her towel. As hot as she looked that way, it
didn't seem fair. Mom had looked and felt her up, and she
had not really gotten a good look at mom before she
disappeared under the thirsty towel. Yes, it was apparent
to Jenn that her mother was well endowed, but Jenn
couldn't really 'see' that like Mom was seeing her.
"Ummm, ...Can I see yours' mother?" She asked sheepishly.
"Can I see what your breasts look like?"
Astrid looked her daughter in the eye. She was hoping it
would come to this. She was so hot and tingly, that she
probably would have shown her daughter everything, even
without being asked. This way definitely made it better.
Astrid stood up now. They were almost the same height,
Jenna being an inch or so shorter, at 5' 8". Jenna
watched intently as mom put her fingers in the knot, and
s-l-o-w-l-y peeled the garment back like a bannanna. As
her magnificence came into view, Jenna was in awe. She
had never, in person, seen such large, firm-looking
breasts. She thought her sister was a perfect '10', but
mother was beyond that. She was sure her mouth must have
been hanging open, but felt powerless to shut it.
"Gosh mom, they're incredible!" Not dating lately, Astrid
was well overdue for some compliments at her still tight
body. Being that it was her own daughter that broke that
dry spell, seemed not to matter. "Thank you dear, I'm so
glad you like them."
She spun around to give Jenna several different
perspectives, but held on to the towel so it would not
expose below the hips. Jenna secretly hoped the towel
would fall. She was so sexually aroused that she wanted
to touch herself. Astrid was feeling no different either.
"You may touch them Jenn..."
Jenn did not need to be asked twice. Eagerly she reached
out and felt the bigger than life orbs, her mouth still
open. They felt so good, and looked like the nicest she'd
ever seen, real or out of a magazine. At first the touch
was soft and static, like she was weighing the big tits.
Soon her hands and fingers trembled, uncomfortable with
going as far as she had with the mutual explorations.
"Touch my nipples honey, like I touched yours," and her
daughter did.
Astrid's aureolae were very large, and pale. Typical
blonde traits. Her hair was up in a bun, so her chest was
accentuated even more. New ground was being broken, and
the danger was that one might not be able to go back if
things went too far. But had they already? Both were
reluctant to leave the comforts of familiarity behind,
and become even more familiar in this very graphic
physical way. The problem was that they trusted each
other implicitly, and their bodies were full of chemicals
that made them want to explore this forbidden horizon.
Astrid then let the towel drop. Jenna's gaze instantly
traveled south. She was embarrassed to look, but could
not exert the will to ignore the territory now coming
into view. Her hands stopped their testing of her
mother's lethal weapons, and her eyes guiltily gazed at
her own mother's secret sex! Surely it was ok for her to
look. It was being freely offered. Astrid was obviously
proud of her body. Perhaps the three days a week in the
basement exercise room was not dumb after all. Jenn hoped
she would look as good, after two kids.
Jenn stared at the pouting lips. It was interesting how
her mom had pouting lips on her face and her vagina.
Almost twins. The plumpness begged one to touch or
suckle. But that would be sick, wouldn't it? Astrid spun
around like a model, making sure all of her angles were
well displayed. She put her arms on her hips, watching
the teen's roving eyes. She wanted to go further. She
wanted to see Jenn's pussy! She wondered if there was
hair growing there yet. Jade had the most hair there,
being a brunette, and that was hardly any at all.
Astrid's golden pudendal locks were patterned in that
same short and vertical shape as her older daughter Jade,
but being blonde, made the presence of the wonderfully
downy mass much less noticeable. She looked almost
hairless.
Her body was on fire, but Astrid knew this was possibly
getting out of hand. Didn't people go to jail for these
things? Perhaps she should be satisfied with what she had
seen and done thus far. Jenn's psyche seemed still to be
intact, and the relationship seemed to be none the worse
now. She sensed that Jenn would not be ready now, for
anything purely sexual, and she wasn't sure she was ready
either. She must not abuse her daughter's obedience by
crossing that fine line. She just wanted to love her
daughter, and her daughter to love her back. A perception
of sexual contact could easily ruin that, even though sex
was obviously fueling some part of it.
"Mother is cold. I'm going to get back in the warm water.
We can continue our conversation later honey. OK?" Astrid
stepped back into the tub. Only her face and knees
showing now. Jenn was relieved, but frustrated too. She
watched her mother's shiny, perfect backside sink into
the depths, and start the whirlpool again. Standing,
wearing only her wet pajama bottoms, Jenn seemed frozen
to the spot, her mind replaying all the incredible
sensations she just experienced. As exciting as things
had gotten, it seemed anti-climactic now.
Astrid's hand went under the bubbles, and like a magnet,
to her waiting vagina. She was confident Jenn could not
see that from her current position. She could wait no
longer to masturbate. So she did, stealthily, but
forcefully.
Jenn was still on display, and feeling naked. Her mother
was still looking at her, her face, her body, certain
places... It was a look she had not seen in years past.
"Why don't you leave your wet pajama bottoms in the
hamper before you leave, dear." Astrid was rubbing her
pussy now, and hoped it didn't show in her voice.
Jenn was almost in a trance. She needed to go back to her
room as quickly as possible. She never had so much fire
in her center, as now. The hamper was by the door, some
ten feet away. Picking up her discarded top, she walked
to the clothes hamper on rubbery legs, the air feeling
cold on her wet excited breasts. As she picked up the wet
pajama top, her breasts swung slightly, and jiggled
before settling back on her chest. Those B-cups did not
wave or bobb like a C or D-cup, but the movement did not
go unnoticed by Astrid.
Jenn debated whether to obey the request, and figured mom
would probably not even notice her take off the wet
garment. This helped with the struggle with her modesty.
She turned around to make sure mom was not still eying
her, and sure enough she looked occupied. Swiftly, Jenn
peeled off the jammy and stepped out of it, throwing it
in the hamper. She went for the doorknob quickly, hoping
she could get to her room without bumping into sis,
seeing as how she was as naked as a Jaybird!
"Oh, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about,
honey?"
Trapped again! She couldn't reply without turning around,
that would be rude. Still holding the doorknob to freedom
beyond, she turned only halfway to reply.
"It can wait mom." She could not stand the embarrassment
of full frontal nudity, and smiled politely as she tried
to escape before her mother thought of anything more to
say, or saw any more of her nude body. "Thank's for being
so understanding mom. I didn't mean to embarrass you with
the...ummm...thing earlier. I'm just going to leave
the...it on the counter," referring to the snake. "I love
you."
"I love you too honey. Please don't tell your sister
about our little 'incident'. I'd like it to be our
secret." She said with a coy smile, but she was looking
at Jenna hungrily, trying to see between her legs,
fabulous long legs, capped with a trim, almost boyish
butt. Her long, thick straight blonde hair went to near
her ass. The distance and position she was standing in
was not ideal, so Astrid could not see clearly, but it
was good enough. Astrid's guess had been correct! A
hairless pussy could just be discerned before going out
of view!! Tight thin slit, with no inner vaginal lips
visible! Beautiful.
Jenna nodded in the affirmative to that last statement,
and hurriedly left. There was no way she could or would
recount the recent events to anyone. She ran to her room
to take a cold shower. Today was a milestone as
experiences were concerned. New house, new town, new
school, new friends, and now totally new experiences. She
had never been wetter, and it was not from the water of
the shower. She wondered if juicing up like that was
normal? Mom had told her how pretty she was. Mom never
lied. Why did the compliments and the nudity cause her
pussy to leak? Strange, exciting new feelings. Perhaps
she could deal with the school issues on her own. She
focused all her will at coming down from the unbelievable
state of arousal she was just in. (Silly girl)
Astrid reached orgasm within a minute of her daughter
leaving the bathroom. It was extremely powerful. Her
pussy almost swallowed her helping hand. She mashed her
breasts heavily, increasing the intensity of the
'pleasure harmonic', and was not aware of her loud vocal
accompaniment. The images were so erotic that the last of
the multiple orgasmic shudders, caused complete
unconsciousness. A family trait.
*
Jade decided to call a couple of the tanning salons. She
picked the one where the woman had put her at ease, and
where there was a special being offered. She dressed in
her shiny-yellow bikini thong, with a grey sweatshirt and
blue and black pleated skirt from St. Beave's, and
bounced out the door. Hopefully after a few sessions of
tanning, she would appear more presentable by the time
actual students arrived next week. She drove her new
black diesel pick up truck the few miles to the salon.
She thought her truck was very practical. It would be
able to haul all kinds of Gym gear, be great for camping,
and got 20 miles to the gallon to boot. Although the six
speed manual transmission was sometimes a pain, Jade
loved to exercise, even while driving, and the stick
shift gave her something to do.
The salon seemed small and not at all busy. In fact only
one other car was there, probably the employee's. Jade
grabbed her Gym bag and bounced in.
"Hi Ya!"
"Well hello there!" The clerk was a young girl that
seemed too young to be working behind the counter. Jade
took note. The girl looked about 13, blonde, thin,
budding breasts the size of apples, dressed in a tight
white t-shirt and tiny jean shorts sporting pretty,
youthful legs. 'An apple a day' thought Jade.
"Umm, I called about an hour ago, I'm here for a
session?"
"Oh yes, my mom told me you might be coming. It was her
you spoke to earlier. She had to leave, but I can show
you around. I fill in for her all the time."
"I see." Jade got the rundown and a quick tour of the
tiny place. She liked the fact that no one else was
there, and that some horny man wasn't running the place.
These things put her at ease. It seemed that Chris, the
young blonde kid, was very knowledgeable about the
tanning process and the equipment. Jade watched her cute
ass wiggle as she showed her around. 'What a pretty smile
she has' thought Jade, 'and so developed for a 13 year
old.' And she seemed to be quite confident and in
control. Jade thought she would definitely have to take
some ques from this 5'2" lass. A teacher would have to be
in control, and though shy and inexperienced, Jade would
have to learn to be more confident and in charge. If this
little elf could do it so could she!
"You a model or something" asked the young blonde.
"Certainly not, " Jade was pleased at the apparent
compliment, "I'm starting at St Beave's and I wanted to
look my best for next week when the classes start."
"Really, St Beave's Catholic School for Girls, my mom
went there! She says it's a great place. You a teacher?
"Yes, Phys Ed."
"That's really cool."
What Chrissy didn't say was that she would be starting
there on Monday, and probably be in Jade's class.
"Well anyway, here is the tanning bed, I'll show you how
to work it."
Jade watched the teenage girl scamper about, full of
enthusiasm and energy. At times like these she would
sometimes question her sexuality, but ultimately she
would just ride the feelings through. She understood the
social taboos of sexual preference and age
discrimination, and although she did not share those
sentiments, societal pressures kept her restrained to
just taboo fantasies.
"Did my mom mention the make up and nail special with a
six month subscription?"
"Uhh....no, just the 10% off."
"Well, the way it works, a six month subscription gives
you unlimited weekly visits, and today I could do your
nails and makeup for free!"
"Well, that's certainly a fair deal. I'll have to
consider that."
What Jade didn't say was 'What could this little thirteen
year old in pigtails, possibly know about properly
applying makeup?' Her own mind answered it 'nothing,
perhaps less than nothing.'
Chrissy read the raised eyebrow and immediately presented
her case.
"Mom taught me. I'm really very good. I just don't
generally wear much makeup myself, but you can see an
album of my work to help you decide. Here I'll get it!"
Chris did not wait for an answer. She pulled the album
from under the counter, and dragged the big thing to the
lounge/waiting area, and dropped it on the coffee table.
She sat down and patted the leather couch seat next to
her for Jade to come and sit. Jade was not convinced, but
it was pleasant to be around such a pretty young girl
with a two sizes too tight tee shirt, and teeny little
shorts that showed off her young little butt and pretty
legs. Reluctantly she sauntered over. She could tell that
Chrissy had her eyes on her. It was a look of judging, or
taking inventory of. The catholic school uniform skirt
she was wearing showed plenty curve, and little Chrissy
wanted to see more. Jade sat down and looked at her
Submariner Rolex (18th birthday present from mom).
"It'll only take a few minutes and I think you will like
my work!"
And she began paging through, as Jade looked on. The
first thing Jade noticed was that all the customers in
the photographs were pretty. The second thing that became
apparent was that Chris DID know how to apply makeup.
From subtle to slutfest. Obviously, this was a talent.
She thought her own makeup routine was adequate, but this
degree of artistry was only seen in magazines. She helped
Chris flip the pages now, and was more and more
impressed.
Chris could tell that Jade had judged her prematurely,
and now seemed to be enthusiastic about showing more of
her portfolio because she could tell Jade was changing
her mind. The pictures mostly seemed to have been taken
at the salon, and the subjects ranged in age from younger
than Chrissy, to women older than mom. She had enough
sense to know that a real artist has a lot of range, and
is able to adapt the work to what each face needs most.
Now Jade was no stranger to applying a range of makeup to
herself. She had spent many nights practicing for that
eventual hot date, as well as just trying to accent her
gifts. But, seeing the quality of Chrissy's work just
raised the bar.
"You are really talented Chris. I had no idea. What brand
do you use?"
"Thanks. I hoped you would like. No one manufacturer
makes the best product in any given category. I use only
the best each has to offer. Some products are even hand
made all over the world, and some are made exclusively
for our chain of boutiques. This location is kind of
small, but we have 3 other stores in the area that have a
more professional atmosphere and are bigger, with a full
staff to boot. There we stock the entire cache of
products."
"I see."
Jade was convinced she would have to try this little girl
out. She was not only pretty and confident, but talented
and smart for her age. Sitting so close she noticed
Chrissy's perfume. Very distinctive. Not too showy, and a
little erotic. Their thighs were now touching as they sat
and poured over the pictures. Jade was getting a little
warm between the legs. As they flipped through the album
together, she noticed that this chain also did equally
well with hair. Every now and then one of them would
comment about this style or that, and they established an
easy rapport. As they got near the end of the album, Jade
noticed that some of the photos were of girls tanning.
These were of course full body shots with only bikinis
covering the private parts. The females were of all types
and ages. All were quite pretty. Jade found that fact a
little odd, since most people one would meet in passing,
were usually nothing much to look at. On the other hand,
any business would want to promote their wares by showing
off their best work, on the prettiest people.
"That is a lovely perfume you're wearing Chrissy. What is
it?"
"It's our private line. We're thinking of going national
with it. Mom is working out the details with the Thai
producer. It is very old world, completely natural and
difficult to get in quantity right now. It's called
'SEDUCTION'. Do you like it?"
"Yes, very much. Is it expensive?"
"Very, but it is the finest line of perfumes outside
France. Perhaps including France! And it is more natural,
with no fillers or garbage ingredients. It is part of the
'Burning Bush' line of products."
"It is really growing on me. Do they have more than one
type of perfume?"
"Yes they have about a half dozen. From mild to wild. My
other favorite is 'Bitch-In-Heat'."
Jade looked over at Chris. Certainly no one would really
name fine perfume that. Perhaps it was that child's sense
of humor. She studied the impish face for clues. Should
she laugh or ask again. Chrissy finally cracked a smile,
and chuckled. Jade too forced a little smile, only she
was happy to have finally found a flaw in this way too
adult little girl. She also detected a strange look that
she could not place. She had remembered seeing it on
several occasions. It seemed almost predatory in nature.
She noticed the girls nipples were now kind of prominent
through her tight blouse. Jade smiled back and looked
away. Hopefully, she was not caught staring.
"How much is your smallest bottle?"
"That would be 10 milliliters for $90."
Jade's mind could not calculate exactly how much that
was, but it seemed like very little quantity for the
money. She was just too excited for math or even for
scanning her memory for the approximate conversion
ratios. Anyway the decision was made in her mind. 'So
much for my budget'. She narrowed her eyes at this little
girl who had disarmed her so. 'Quite a salesperson that
one, no wonder her mom lets her watch the place when she
has to go out.' Jade was a little angry now. In a very
short time she had decided to get the full treatment from
this little used car salesman. She had not expected to
spend so much, but excused it in her mind with the desire
to make the best impression possible on her employers.
'Always be the best, and when that fell short, surround
yourself with the best people' her mother used to say.
Words of wisdom.
"Chrissy, I would like to get the full treatment from
you! You are really a find."
"Why, thank you Ms. Parker. That is such a compliment
from someone with such obviously good taste and good
looks!"
'Okay, now she's laying the sales crap on a little thick'
thought Jade. I've already said yes, no need for that
touchdown when you're up three to one and the two minute
warning has sounded.'
"How is your schedule? Can I get all this done before 10
am tomorrow? That's when I have my orienteering at work."
"Let me see what I can do Ms. Parker. I'll give you a
freebie this evening, and if you're still pleased with my
work I can probably get you in first thing in the morning
at our westside location. That place is just down the
road from the school. I could meet you there about 7 am,
before our official open time. That is, if that is ok
with you."
"Hmmm......You know that might work out good for me! That
way everything will be fresh for work! You gotta deal
young lady! Now lets see what you've got."
Chrissy smiled. She was happy to make the commissioned
sale, but more importantly, it would provide some
potentially wonderful thrills. Smiling, Chris grabbed
Jade by the hand and led her to the salon room with the
single old style barber's chair. "I'm going to do your
nails and make up for free, then you can use the tanning
bed like I showed you. Tomorrow at 7am, I'll meet you at
the other store and I'll do your make up again, and there
you can see the entire product line we carry, and try out
the different perfumes. If we have time you can get
another tanning session in. That store officially opens
at 9 am, but I'll have you done by then so you'll even
have time for breakfast. Sound good?"
"Yes, great!"
Jade was trying to hide her nervousness. She was not sure
she could trust this little kid just before her first day
at work. What if she really screws something up?
Chris's heart was racing in anticipation as she went to
the front of the store, retrieved what she was looking
for, and flipped the open sign over.
Let the games begin!
As she returned to where Jade was still sitting and in
the same position, she could tell Jade was openly looking
at her. Chris detected an unmistakable look of longing,
AND a good dose of fear. This is just the way she liked
it.
(It is at this point dear reader that we point out, that
rather than being a cute little girl of thirteen, Chris
and her mother were pernicious wanton lesbians, that
chose their businesses on the sole basis of the potential
of seducing straight or slightly bi young girls and
women!) Chris flipped up a little tray that was attached
to the side of the antique barber's chair, and laid out
the nail gear. She produced a cup with green soaking
fluid, and placed Jade's hand in it. Jade hoped it was
not Palmolive! Chris produced a barstool and placed it in
front of Jade, before sitting down on it to do her work.
It was hard not to notice how this exposed the young
teenager's groin, as she sat with her legs spread.
There was little chit chat now, just some professional
attention directed at producing a shiny, well manicured
hand. Jade wanted the effect subtle yet efficient
befitting a teacher of Phys Ed. They had decided on a
milky pink semi gloss finish, that was pleasing to the
eye without attracting undue attention. The nails would
be left as long as possible without interfering with her
active lifestyle. Busy with the task at hand allowed Jade
to pretty much look at the lovely young girl anywhere she
wanted, with little danger of being discovered. And look
she did.
Jade was unable to keep her furtive glances at bay. Did
it mean she was gay? She didn't think so. She still got
excited thinking about certain men. It was just that she
found herself more in situations where there were women,
and rarely men. It was just odd mathematical probability
really. And she just happened to mostly draw the 'always
around females' card. Unlike her own mother and sister,
she at least admitted to herself that she was probably
bisexual. She just wasn't about to risk taking her
sometimes slightly abnormal fantasies and thoughts, into
the world of reality. A true voyeur was probably in the
making! She watched Chris work with labored breath.
Little escaped Jade's critical eye. However, the
excitement and guilt served to quickly erase a lot of
that detail, making it necessary to look everywhere
again. Jade was loving every minute.
Chris fiddled with the nails. She was focused and
efficient. It appeared that she was doing a good job so
far. Jade was beginning to relax again, and allowed her
eyes to assess the little teen girl with more focus. She
noticed the girl's breasts seemed to have swelled up
some, as they seemed larger now, angrily straining
against the tight white cotton top. Jade loved at how
much of Chrissy's slightly concave stomach her top left
exposed. She noticed, that when Chrissy moved her legs a
certain way, the tiny and short material of the obviously
home trimmed cutoff jeans, left a pudendal gap! The first
time Jade saw it her eyes reflexively went up to
Chrissy's, to see if she was seen looking below. Chris
seemed oblivious to everything but the job at hand.
'Whew' thought Jade. 'I really want to look there. Did I
see what I thought I saw? Naww... I'm sure her mother
would not let her out without panties.'
Chris shifted around continuously while she worked on
Jade's pedicure. 'She moves about in an extremely
unladylike way' thought Jade. 'She moves as if she is not
even aware of the view her posture is providing me! Well,
if she's going to be so ignorant and unconscious about
it, I'm going to get my thrills and look!' And so Jade
looked. Just as she was getting accustomed to the view,
Chrissy changed position again. This time she spread her
legs wide apart and cocked her head as she was trying to
decide whether her latest pedicurial efforts were
adequate.
This move was of course deliberate. But Jade was still
too innocent to know that. The new position allowed the
denim of the shorts to gape open at the crotch on one
side, allowing Jade a several second look at the teen's
completely exposed sex. There was no mistaking that she
was not wearing underthings! Chris's peripheral vision
was keen, and knew Jade was stealing glances at her. Her
seduction was proceeding well!
Jade was shocked and thrilled all at once! No, she had
not been noticed looking. 'Whew,' she fidgeted in her
seat now, the moisture between her legs becoming
noticeably uncomfortable. Jade looked again. 'Oh my, the
little girl's slit is visible! And she doesn't even have
any pubic hair!' Guilty or not, she couldn't turn away.
Her fidgeting was now affecting her pedicure.
"Are you ok Ms. Parker?"
"Uhm...yes, it's just getting a little warm in here.
You're doing a fine job Chris, don't mind me. I'll be
fine."
"You can take off your sweatshirt if you'll be more
comfortable?"
"Oh no I couldn't do that!" 'Not with a teeny little
bikini on top' she thought. She wanted to be alone now,
so she could relieve the pressure. She hoped Chris was
almost finished. At least she'd have some privacy in the
tanning bed. She was not happy about her lack of control
over her body. Here this innocent young teenager was just
doing her job, and she, the adult, was getting sexually
aroused by her. That sweet face, body, and the fleeting
glimpses of her most secret place made Jade very horny
indeed.
She doubled her efforts to be unaffected by this innocent
employee, only it wasn't working. The more energy she
exerted in blocking her responses to the sights, sounds,
touch, and smell of this girl; the more it hit her head
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