Seducing Pam

She knew deep down that she was almost exclusively attracted to women, particularly older women. But Lauren still held out hope that she could meet a man that aroused her. It would be a more traditional life and make having a child much simpler. Lauren did want to be a mom, and the complications and added expense of doing that in a same-sex relationship seemed daunting. Like her mother, Lauren knew she could have her female lovers on the side. There were always sexually unfulfilled women out there that yearned to be genuinely gratified, and Lauren was just the woman to do it.

A ringing cell interrupted her kiss with Pam. It wasn't a ring that Lauren recognized. "That would be John checking in with me," said Pam as she jumped up and made her way over to her purse. Lauren watched her ass as it wiggled its way into the restroom and wondered if Pam would feel any guilt when talking to her husband. "I guess we'll know when she comes out of the bathroom," she thought before turning her attention to her slut mother.

"You are enjoying that pussy, aren't you slut?" she teased her mother.

Missy looked up at her, not at all feeling the rush she felt when Lauren had done the same thing around Pam. Instead, she just felt irritated.

"You know, you can stow that shit, or you can diddle your own self to completion," she warned her daughter.

Lauren laughed and said, "Interesting."

"What?" Missy said with aggravation before going back to licking her daughter's clit. As aggravated as she was with the girl, Pam had told her to do it and damn her submissive nature, she didn't want to disappoint her new lover.

"Oh, it just occurred to me that you were naturally submissive with your best friend, but with her not here, you're back to your bossy old self," Lauren said with a giggle. "You want her to dominate you, don't you?"

In almost a panic, Missy raised up and said, "Shhhhh! Don't let her hear you."

"Then answer the question," Lauren said in a loud voice that made her mother cringe.

"Yes, okay," Missy admitted in a loud whisper, "It was unexpected, and I know you were just teasing me, to begin with. But the humiliation of her knowing what Vicki said and then the way she took to ordering me around. It struck a chord with me."

"Get back to it slut. I think better when my pussy is eaten, and maybe I can think of a way to make it happen." Lauren said with a smirk.

Missy gave her the finger but went back to sucking at the girl's clit. Hey, she loved eating pussy, and Pam had told her to. What was a submissive slut supposed to do?

Hearing the bathroom door open. Lauren looked up to see Pam exit the bathroom with a smile on her face. She slid back up on the bed next to Lauren and quickly shover her tongue in the younger woman's mouth. "I guess that answers that question," Lauren thought to herself.

When their lips separated, Lauren asked, "So how was John?" She wanted to pick Pam's brain and see if there was any regret.

"Oh, he was great. They had several calls tonight, and he'd just gotten back from one and was going to take a shower and try to get some sleep. He wanted to hear I love him before he laid down." Pam said with a big smile that spoke of how much she loved the man.

Looking down at Missy, Pam said, "I see your slut mother still hasn't gotten you off. What seems to be the issue?"

Lauren could tell that Pam was being facetious. Still, apparently, her mother couldn't as she felt her tongue kick into overdrive. Feeling a bit the brat, and wanting to see what either of them would do, Lauren said, "Maybe she didn't take your demand to make me come seriously. Vicki said submissive sluts like her need to be disciplined when they don't mind their domme. Maybe you need to spank her."

Pam grinned mischievously and jumped up excitedly, sliding over behind her best friend. The older woman winked at Lauren and assumed an over the top manner about herself.

"Slut, when I tell you to eat your daughter's pussy and make her come, I expect you to get the job done expediently." and with that, she smacked Missy's ass hard.

Missy groaned and felt her pussy gush before the sting of the blow ever registered in her brain. She couldn't believe her body was reacting to Pam's mimicking of a domme the way it was. Missy knew her friend was only doing it because she was caught up in the excitement of the night. That, and she suspected Pam was a bit enamored with her daughter right now and would follow her every suggestion. A fact that filled her submissive little soul with jealousy though she knew that to Lauren, Pam was just another sexual playmate.

The second blow sent shivers up her spine. The third had her groaning out loud, and the fourth had droplets of cunt juice splattering the inside of her thigh. Were they getting harder? She could swear they were, and the delicious burn in her ass cheeks sent her arousal skyrocketing. The fifth and sixth blow was definitely harder, so much so that she became aware she had stopped licking Lauren's clit. The seventh and eighth undid her as she came hard simply laying her cheek against her daughter's pussy as her thighs quivered, and she moaned like the slut she obviously was.

For Lauren, it was a double surprise. For one, she didn't expect Pam to be quite so exuberant about her spanking duties. But once the pretend domme got going, she went at it with enthusiasm. By the fifth and sixth blow, she was really laying the wood to her mother, and it was clearly having an effect on the submissive. Her mom had stopped licking, and her eyes had gone glassy. When she climaxed with the next set of blows, Lauren wasn't sure who was more surprised, Pam or her mother.

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Pam

"Did she just come?" Pam wondered, looking down at Missy as the woman's thighs shook, and apparent convulsions seemed to race through her hips.

Looking down at the red handprints she'd left on her best friends round and plump behind, Pam felt a little tingle begin between her legs. What was wrong with her? Pam had only been playing, to start with, but the more she'd rained her hand down on Missy's round ass, the more exciting she'd felt. The bisexual newcomer couldn't help but wonder what that said about her.

Caught up in the moment, Pam allowed her fingers to caress over her best friend's shapely ass and slide down between her legs. "Fuck," Pam thought as she felt the wetness between Missy's legs. Looking down, Pam could see the shiny wetness coating the woman's thighs. "She unquestionably enjoys being treated this way," Pam reasoned to herself, "so why should I feel guilty about getting a little enjoyment out of it too?"

Pam looked up at Lauren, who smirked back at her, nodding her head with her eyes wide. Pam hadn't imagined it. Missy had definitely come from being spanked, and Lauren knew it too.

Lauren winked at her and, in an exasperated manner, said, "Great, you spank the slut for not making me come, and she climaxes. Maybe you should show her the proper way to make a woman come."

Pam felt a rush that Lauren would choose her tongue over her mothers. Feeling bad for Missy right now seemed a waste of emotion as she obviously enjoyed being treated this way. Still, Pam loved her friend and couldn't help but show it even in her faux domination of the woman.

She caressed Missy's red ass cheeks, and grasping the woman's shoulder, pulled up while saying, "Sit up, lover."

Missy did as she was asked though Pam noticed her friend seemed unable to meet her eyes. The woman was obviously embarrassed by the truths that had been exposed regarding her sexual nature. Pam could understand that fully. She'd dealt with a lot of those same feelings in the last couple of months.

Pointing to a spot, Pam said, "Lay on your back with your head here and your feet towards the door."

Pam noticed that Missy didn't hesitate to do as she asked. This wasn't her friend's usual personality. Missy could be downright overbearing at times with her husband and opinionated with others. She, for a fact, knew the woman ran her business with a steady hand. She was prone to micromanage her employees and never gave up control of anything relevant to one of her assistants.

Even with Pam, Missy was prone to pushing her agenda under routine conditions. So the discovery of her best friend's submissive nature with women was taking a mental adjustment on Pam's part. It wasn't that she was judging her friend. Certainly not after being so critical of her for having cheated on her husband. That had only been a smokescreen to cover her own feelings; Pam now realized.

And the truth was Pam kind of got a tingle at bossing around Missy. Her friends sometimes strident nature seemed to disappear altogether when Pam had ordered her around tonight. And spanking her. Well, she had started to do it to please Lauren, but fuck, once she'd gotten going, Pam had really found herself getting into it.

Straddling her best friends head, Pam said, "I'm going to ride your face while I eat your daughter's pussy, slut. You'd damn well better make me come before she does. If you don't, then Lauren and I are going to tie you to that chair in the corner, and you'll have to watch us make each other come all night." Reaching behind herself, Pam grabbed a nipple and twisted it roughly. She surprised herself in how harsh she was and in the little thrill it gave her. Missy's groan of pleasure at the way Pam was treating her encouraged her and increased the titillation it made Pam feel.

"Do you understand me, slut?" Pam demanded.

"Yes, Pam, "Missy said, "I understand."

Pam settled her pussy down on Missy's face and then lowered her mouth to Lauren's cunt. She began to run her fingers through Pam's hair as she began to suck and nibble at Lauren's lips while occasionally using her tongue to tease the teen's clit. Pam wanted to get her fully aroused again before sucking her sweet little love bud back into her mouth.

"Ooooh, yes, baby," Lauren cooed as she rubbed her own tits. "That feels so fucking good. I love the way you eat my pussy. I can't wait to come on your tongue again."

Pam loved hearing her pleasing words, and Missy had seemed to really take her threat to heart. She was really working over Pam's clit. The cougar couldn't help but begin to gyrate her hips, caressing her pussy in small circles on Missy's face. Pam had already lost track of the number of times she'd come tonight, but she knew she'd be adding another to the total soon.

"Fuck, baby," Lauren cooed, "I think you're going to make me come soon. That slut eating your pussy better be working it really hard. Because I can feel my building."

Missy, who had already been superbly working Pam's clit, heard the goading words by her daughter. She slid two of her fingers into Pam's steaming hole in response and began to fuck her. The cougar had nearly reached her peak. Pam really didn't want to tie her friend to the chair for the night. So, she eased off her attack on Lauren's clit just enough to allow herself to reach a climax first, but just barely.

"Mhmmmmmm," Pam moaned into Lauren's pussy as she came and could feel her juices as they flooded Missy's face. Just seconds later, Lauren began to climax as well.

"Fuck, Baby, Yessssssssssssss!" she nearly growled as she too began to come. Pam lowered her mouth to cover Lauren's pussy and receive her reward for a job well done while she rubbed Lauren's clit with two fingers. She received a healthy dose of her come and swallowed it all greedily. For the second time that night, Pam couldn't' help but mentally kick myself for waiting until this late in life to experience such a thing.

Pam raised her hips up off of Missy's cum coated face and leaned down to kiss Lauren. The teen kissed Pam's lips and licked her own juices off the cougar's face. An act Pam found particularly erotic. Not wanting to forget Missy, Pam broke their kiss and turned to see her best friend licking white cream off her fingers. Pam flushed when she realized it was hers. John was forever teasing her about the way Pam would cream his cock when he fucked her. The sight of her in a hypnotic haze as she sampled her best friend's goodies with a look of complete lust in her eyes floored Pam.

It also excited her, which told Pam just how far gone she was with this new side of herself.

Looking at her two new lovers and old friends, Pam said, "I don't know about you two, but I could use a drink and a snack. All this climaxing has really taken it out of me."

Pam slid off the bed and grabbed Missy's hand, saying, "Come on slut. Help me with the snacks and drink." Pam was being honest about needing the sustenance. But what she really needed was a moment alone with her best friend. She needed to make sure they were okay.

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Missy and Lauren

Lauren was glad for the moment alone. She needed a bit of time to think. There had been a lot going on lately in her life. Lauren felt she had some decisions to make. Decisions that could affect her parents, her personal life, and her future once they were made.

She was starting to suspect that she was gay. Lauren had dated quite a few guys in the last month. These guys were the cream of the crop in her school. Lauren knew she was more than just a pretty face and a hot body. She was intelligent and had aspirations. There was no reason for her to have to settle, so her standards were high.

The problem was, she quickly found each of the guys wanting. It wasn't that they had any apparent flaws. She'd just felt no spark of attraction with any of them despite them being guys that every girl on campus lusted after. At least the straight and bisexual girls. In her case, she'd felt nothing.

The same couldn't be said for her roommate's best friend, Alana. She'd been introduced to the beautiful young black girl a couple of times. She had immediately wondered what her pussy would taste like, but that was as far as it had gone. Recently though, she'd had the opportunity to hang out with the two friends and had been horrified when she'd found herself unable to get the girl off her mind. For the first time, she'd allowed herself to become infatuated with someone single and her own age. She'd worked hard to avoid such complications.

Still, there was no real reason to become concerned. After all, Alana was straight. Lauren knew because she'd heard her roommate mention several times that the two were double dating. She'd even met one of the guys, a basketball player on the college squad.

All that had changed when her friendship with Alana had reached the point that the young woman felt comfortable enough to share her secret with Lauren. It turned that the sexy black coed was gay and was only dating the guy as cover. The "boyfriend" was actually gay too. The two were each other's beards.

So, for the last week, Lauren had been avoiding her new friend. She didn't trust herself around the girl. She was afraid of what might happen if she spent any time with her.

Problem two was her mom. The woman had begun to spend more time at the club they'd taken Pam to. Lauren knew from talking to Vicki that her mother had become enamored with the butch blonde bodybuilder that she'd had sex with that night at the club. Vicki said she'd shown up at the club to meet the woman every night of Lauren's dad's last business trip.

It was her Mom who had taught her never to limit herself to one person to prevent becoming entangled in anything romantic with a woman. Yet here she was making time with this domme.

Things had gotten worse in the last couple of weeks. Her mother had made excuses about problems at work to leave home on two occasions and didn't return until almost midnight. Lauren had learned of that fact from her father during a visit to her parent's house. When on a third-occasion she mentioned a night out with the girls, Lauren's father had said nothing, but she could tell he was mad. Lauren had been visiting to do laundry when her mother left. An hour later, Lauren had overheard her father call Pam's husband John and the fire station and casually ask if Pam had gone out with his wife tonight. He hadn't liked it when he found out that John had just talked to Pam, and the woman had been enjoying a quiet night at home.

Since then, Pam had found out things had been agitated between her parents. They'd apparently fought when her mother had returned from her supposed girl's night out. Lauren didn't know the details, but her mother had told her things had gotten quite heated.

Seeing her mother's reaction to Pam tonight gave her hope. If Pam were willing to continue providing her with the necessary domination the woman clearly craved, perhaps her parent's marriage could be saved. She knew her father would never think twice to question her spending time with Pam. Until the events of the last several weeks, the two were always together anyway.

Lauren decided she would just have to explain the situation to Pam. It was apparent to her that the cougar had enjoyed dominating her mother. It was particularly evident when she'd spanked her. It would be perfect if Lauren could convince Pam that this was the best for both of them.

Pam might also be the right person for her to talk to about her problem. She certainly wouldn't judge her for being gay and might have some good advice. Lauren just couldn't speak to her mother about it. She'd tried but had never quite been able to broach the subject. Lauren would have to find some time alone with Pam.

Downstairs, the two older women worked side by side to make the three of them a snack. Missy was unable to meet her friend's eyes and couldn't help but wonder if the woman was judging her.

"Are you okay, Missy?" Pam asked.

Missy nodded her head and said, "Sure." She wanted to look at Pam but found it hard due to her shame and humiliation of her best friend, finding out just how submissive she was. What was worse was she could feel her pussy leaking and a constant flutter in her clit. The same shame and humiliation were driving her arousal. It was a vicious cycle.

"Okay, stop," demanded Pam as she grabbed Missy's hand, taking the knife she'd been using to chop vegetables away. "Look at me, Missy, right now."

Missy felt the heartbeat in her clitoris speed up. God, how she loved the way Pam was so taking charge. The things it did to her! She'd toyed with being dominated by butch women her whole adult life. In college, she'd had a butch girlfriend that had introduced her to the lifestyle, and she'd been a big fan of it ever since. After meeting John and getting married, she'd had to set all that aside. She'd still had sex with women, but being dominated was something that upped the ante for her, so to speak. It filled a need she had and allowed her not to become stressed with day to day life.

But having a domme was a commitment, and they tended to be very possessive. A domme didn't care if your husband expected you home at a particular time. She didn't care that your kid needed you or was sick. She expected you to be at her disposal when she called.

So Missy had just been content with the sex she had with John and the great sex she had with her female lovers. Missy did keep her toe in the local D/s scene, though. When the day to day stress got to the point she couldn't handle it, she would connect with one of the local domme's and allow them to relieve her of that stress by dominating her.

Over the last few years, her business had taken off in a big way. She was busier than ever and had found herself more and more depending on several of the local domme's to see her through. Most of them, Missy, met at the club. There were several others that she sometimes would sneak away with during the workweek and allow them to dominate her.