Discoveries Ch. 07

The best way to tell this is to go back to that time and listen as Betty recounts her story of sexual awakening. This contains lesbian sex and mutual masturbation between family members.




I was an emotional wreck. My daughter Justine had made me a lovely dinner, gotten me a bit looped on wine, shared a very sexy movie with me and then told me she'd seen me having sex with my best friend and her husband. I assumed Justine thought I was cheating on her father, which was correct. However, she wasn't angry. She seemed very curious and non-judgmental. She asked me to tell her how it happened. I thought for a few seconds. My secret was out either way, well at least part of it, the less wild part too. I really had no choice but to tell her how it happened. Well, most of it. I wasn't sure I wanted to tell her the whole story. I took a long pull of wine and a deep breath.

Well, you know that Arlene and Earl have been our neighbors for what, two years? Well, anyway, we get along well with them, we have parties and hang out.

Justine interrupted me.

"Mom, I know all that."

I took another deep breath.

Okay well, Arlene as always been very touchy feely, always kissing me hello and good bye. I actually liked it but felt a little guilty. One day they're leaving the house and I give her my usual passing kiss on the cheek and she gives me this look and says.

"Betty, it's okay to give me a nice kiss, like I give you."

She was smiling and I felt relaxed so we kissed, just touching lips, nothing at all sexy. But I did like it. That was how it all began. Well, we started hanging out together. We had before but it seemed after the kiss it was more and things changed. Like when we went clothes shopping the next time Arlene talked me into sharing a dressing room. I see that look, young lady. I know now I was being seduced, but at the time I had no idea. I never expected to have a woman doing it. It was no big deal, I go to a gym so I see other women but with Arlene she made it an event. She'd compliment me on my figure and touch me, no place intimate but she touched, a lot and talked me into it too. You know, stuff like 'feel how tight my skin is' or is this strap too tight?' I was uneasy at first but that Brooklyn attitude kinda calmed me down, it was no big deal, right? Ha. Our clothes shopping was all dresses, slacks and tops. Then one day she drags me into Victoria's. Well, we bought some stuff and I didn't think much about it. You know what I wear, thongs, boy shorts, whatever.

Justine looked a little bored.

Be patient, I told her. This is a very big thing I'm telling and you'll have to let me do it at my own pace. It's important that you know how this evolved and that your mom didn't just wake up one morning and say 'oh, it's Tuesday I think I'll become a bisexual cheating slut.' Well, Justine snorted her wine and laughed. That helped. So I went back to my story.

We got back to her house around four or so. Earl was out of town on business. Your dad was out of town for a meeting. That was pretty rare, he was home all the time now and it was nice. Anyway, Arlene was pouring the wine and before I knew it an hour had passed and I had three large glasses in me. Then she says, 'Hey, let's go try on what we bought.' Well, I was surprised, I couldn't remember buying anything but the Victoria's stuff and well, you know. Before I could say anything she's out of the chair, grabbing both bags and heading up the stairs. Naturally, I follow; Arlene has an energy that infects those around her. I really didn't know what to expect. We got in her bedroom and she tosses the bags on the bed and pulls off her top. She has really big boobs and on her small frame they look even bigger. I must have looked like somebody hit me in the face with a fish. Arlene giggled. 'Come on', she says, 'you never tried on clothes with your friends?' I think I mumbled something like, yes but not underwear. She laughed again, so casual, so confident. 'Oh that, hell, we're both girls, what's the diff? Besides I'd like to see that nice shape of yours in some lingerie.' That was a hint I should have noticed, but, of course, I didn't. Besides the wine was talking.

Well, Arlene dropped her skirt and stood there in a very nice matching black bra and panty set. She looked down and smiled.

"Eh, this is the everyday stuff. Can't wait to try on the new things. Come on! Don't make me undress you!"

I must have stared at her when she said that, she laughed.

"Whoa, that got you! Lighten up girlfriend, it's just us two."

That was the part that was affecting me the most. I had never been curious at all about another woman. I didn't experiment in college or harbor deep fantasies, but something about Arlene, about this moment, stirred me. I knew what I was doing, I knew what probably was going to happen, and I decided to just let it play out. I will never be able to or want to try to explain why. But I was very nervous and self-conscious. I hesitated. My eyes met Arlene's she must have sensed my acquiescence, she moved to me, her hands came closer, I didn't move; I just gave a weak smile. That was all she needed. My life was about to take a big turn. My short curvy best friend's hands moved towards the lower hem of my loose fitting top. I felt her fingers grasp the lower hem where it fell on my skirt. She looked straight up into my eyes.

"Just say so if it gets to be too much. I want to stay your friend but I think you're curious, right?"

I just nodded, she smiled a wicked smile and soon my top was being slowly pulled up and off of me, she had to go on tip toes to do it. We both giggled a little. As she pushed the last bit over my upstretched arms our breasts touched through our bras, it felt a little electric.

"Damn you're so tall!"

She exclaimed. I was blushing. Arlene went back on her feet and moved out of contact. I stood in just my skirt and bra. We looked at each other. My hands moved to the clasp on my skirt, but I stopped. She got the hint. Arlene's fingers moved slowly towards the catch. My breath was getting deeper. She was so slow and sensuous as she gently moved the fabric together to undo the clasp. I think I might have been shaking. Holding the top with her fingers, which were brushing against my bare skin, she slowly pulled down the zipper and, once it had reached its terminus released her grasp and let the garment fall, pooling over my feet. I stepped out of it and she hooked it with her foot and shot it out of our way.

We stood, inches apart, dressed only in bras and panties staring at each other. She had such a look of desire and lust in her eyes. It kinda took my breath away. I gazed at her for a few seconds and then made my decision. As I moved a little closer and put my hands on her waist I said,

"I guess we're not going to be trying on clothes, are we."

My best friend leaned her head back and moved to close her lips with mine. As her mouth just brushed mine on the way to full contact she whispered.

"I sure hope not."

A sexual kiss from a woman is so different. It's firm but softer and less demanding, tough to describe. I loved it immediately. I was so nervous but once I was making out with her it faded and all I felt was desire. Within seconds I could not hold her tightly enough and I could not get enough of her tongue in my mouth. I felt the wide strap of her bra under my fingers and soon I was working the hooks out. Once I had opened it I went back to kissing her. She pulled away for a second. She gave me a naughty smile.

"Wanna see my big fucking tits?"

I pushed her back lightly and pulled the big thing out of the way, tossing it on the floor. I was getting into this fast.

"No, I want to suck on them."

Arlene's eyes went wide as I bent over and, using both hands, held up one of her D tits and slipped my lips over her nipple. It felt amazing, mine aren't big enough, I'd never sucked on a woman's nipple. It got so hard as I tongued it. Arlene groaned.

"OOOHHHHFFFFUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK Betty, Oh Betty, oh yeah oh yeah."

I felt her knees get weak and I guided her as she fell back onto the bed. I crawled on top of her and started massaging the other breast, tweaking and rubbing the half inch long nipple.

"Betty oh baby, that is SOOOOOO nice! Ohhhh I've wanted to do this with you since I met you.

I paused as she panted under me, her big tits heaving. She opened her glazed eyes.

"Show me yours. Please show me your tits."

I leaned back, still straddling her hips. Her hands went up and cupped by little B boobies as I reached behind me. With a flick it was undone. Arlene gently slid the straps off my shoulders and trailed them down my arms as she pulled the garment away. The air felt good on my breasts. I knew my nipples were rock hard, I was really horny by now. Arlene tossed my bra away and went back to gently massaging my tits. It felt so different and so good. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. As she would rub and then pinch my nipples I felt the jolt clear down to my pussy, which felt soaked. I couldn't believe how excited I was. I straightened up and opened my eyes to look at her. She was lovingly caressing both of my breasts.

"You still good with what we're doing? We can stop any time."

Her answer came when I dismounted her. She got a very worried look on her face until my hands went to the waist band of her panties. The smile was wide as she lifted her hips to help me take them off. I stared as her closely trimmed pussy was revealed behind the retreating lace. I smelled her lust. I'd never smelled another excited woman. I liked it. I liked knowing I had created this.

"I want to see more, I want to see it all."

Was all I said as I chased her flimsy undies down her legs and over her feet. As I got ready to toss them away I caught the scent. I paused and brought the gusset of my friend's panties close to my nose. Her eyes rolled back as she watched me almost lick them. I looked straight into her eyes.

"I've never smelled another excited woman."

Arlene was panting.

"And?"

I thought she would faint as I ran my tongue over the lace.

"I like it, I like it a lot."

She was squirming under me. I could not understand what had come over me but I was in heat. I dropped the garment beside us after rubbing my face with her spend. I was feeling so wicked. I leaned in and pressed my face against hers, smearing her with her own cum as I kissed her deeply. I let my body drop against hers and straddled one leg with mine. As our tongues wrestled and she tasted herself on my lips I ground my panty covered pussy on her leg. I know she felt the wetness come out of it like a sponge. She was trying to speak, I pulled back, My leg was between hers pressing against her sex as I ground into her thigh.

"ahhhhhh fuuucccckkk coooooomminnggg! Arrrrrrrrgggghhhhhhh!"

My knee was suddenly drenched and I pushed harder. This was a mazing. I had just made another woman orgasm. She pushed my leg back gently. We just stared at each other.

I had been telling this, sort of looking into my wine glass, a bit embarrassed but excited. I hadn't really been paying attention to my daughter's reaction. I looked up and did a double take. Justine was on the couch. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor. Her eyes were closed and she was yanking on a nipple with one hand as the other was buried in her obviously soaked pussy. I heard the squish as she pleasured herself. She noticed I had stopped and opened her eyes.

"I didn't think you'd mind. This is making me crazy listening. Please don't stop."

Of course re-telling this tale had me in the same condition. I'd never seen my daughter naked since she was oh, ten. She looks a lot like I did when I was 22, though she's a bit more liberated than I was. I thought for a second, it really only took that long. She seemed to be enjoying my story and clearly did not hate me for what I had done. Well, WTF right? I stood up and reached down to the hem of my polo and flipped it off as I continued. Justine just watched and listened.

Where was I? Oh yeah, so I got up off Arlene and stood next to the bed. I reached for the waistband of my panties and looked at her.

"Me or you?"

Was all I said. She scrambled off the bed and fell to my feet. I took my hands away and felt her hot fingers on the skin of my hips. She dragged the cotton down over my hips and down my legs, which I spread just enough to ease the job. As they hit my ankles I raised one foot and then the other as she slipped them off. Then my best friend raised the ante on our sex game. She shoved my right leg which I reset for balance. Then she lunged forward and planted her mouth on my sex. I almost fell over.

"OOOHHHHHFUUUCCCKKKK AARLEENEEEEEEEE!"

Was all I could say. I've had my pussy licked, mostly by your dad but this was a whole new world.

As I was telling Justine this I had kicked off my shoes and unsnapped my shorts. I let them drop and kicked them away. Now I was sitting in just my thong. I felt my pussy, it was drenched. Justine was staring at my crotch.

"I think my daughter has been with women." I smiled

She just nodded her head. She was still massaging her furry vee and panting. I went back to my story.

Well, Arlene was eating me out like my pussy was full of chocolate. It felt awesome but I was tired of standing. I gently pushed her head away and lay on the bed. I spread myself wide and just looked at her. She gave me a coy smile; I knew what she had in mind. She climbed on the bed and moved around and soon I was watching another woman's pussy home in on my mouth. I reached up and wrapped my hands around her little ass, putting my fingers right in her crack and pulled her dripping lips to mine. She tasted tart and warm and I couldn't get enough. I felt her vagina with my tongue, it was so different that using my fingers and I couldn't feel the touch, it wasn't my pussy. Arlene was groaning into mine as she delved. I raised my legs up and bent my knees to give her better access. This was wild. We must have eaten each other for ten minutes. We came all over our faces, it was great.

Back with Justine I had slipped off my thong and I was also playing with myself as I told my tale. We just sat there, mother and daughter, naked and masturbating.

Arlene and I finally separated, panting and covered in sweat. She just looked at me.

"Wow, I've seduced three women and you took the longest but fell the fastest. How do you feel right now?"

I thought for a second.

"A little guilty, I am cheating on George, but this was amazing."

Then a voice cut the silence.

"Would you like to make it a threesome?"

My head snapped around to see Earl at the door, naked and hard as a rock. I hadn't heard him come in at all. Arlene went ballistic.

"EARL! GET THE FUCK OUTRA HERE!"

Earl scampered down the hall like a scalded dog. I was incredibly embarrassed, shocked and slightly aroused at the idea of a threesome, but mostly embarrassed.

"I think I should go."

Was all I said.

Arlene, to her credit, apologized, helped me get dressed and led me to the door. We faced each other and she went to hug me, I hugged her back, hard. She leaned up and whispered in my ear.

"Go home and think about this. Take your time. Then tell me what you want, but please, please, don't stop being my friend."

She gently shoved me out the door and I went home.

I looked at my daughter. She had stopped playing with herself, for now. I noticed a large wet spot on the couch.

I'm going to have a time getting your cum stain off my couch."

She looked down, smiled and pointed at me.

"Well, mom, looks like your chair will need it too."

I looked down.

"That's nothing, you should see it when I actually cum."

Justine' eyes went wide and then she gave me a smirk.

"Oh yeah? When?"

I blushed.

"Someday, maybe."

Justine just smiled.

"So, Mom, I see you did get your three way huh?"

I laughed.

"Yeah, I thought for a day or so. Sex with your dad is great but this was so different, so wild, I just couldn't say no. The next time I went over it was the three of us and it went on from there." Justine looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

I had said too much.

"Nothing, we had fun, that's all. You've seen us so you know."

Justine looked quite unsatisfied with the answer.