A Dog Day Afternoon by Dorsai

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As she stepped out of the tub after her morning shower, Laurie Kepler
caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the
bathroom door. She paused a moment to look at the image of herself that
no one had seen for over a year: standing 5 feet, 6 inches tall, her
hundred and twelve pounds left her looking slender - a slenderness
accentuated by her 34B-26-35 measurements. High on her chest, her
breasts were capped with small, dark areolas barely larger than her
pencil-diameter nipples. Her hair, though wet, still looked as black and
luxurious as when she'd been eighteen; the dark smudge at the apex of
her thighs was full and luxuriant. The skin between the two extremes was
clear and smooth, with not a sag or wrinkle or blemish to be found. "Not
bad for 34 years old!" she thought to herself - then felt a pang when
she remembered - as she did every day - just WHY no one had seen her
naked for over a year.

It had been thirteen months ago that Ken, her husband of sixteen years,
had died at the bank where he worked as a junior vice-president - he'd
been helping an elderly woman with a safe deposit box when an
undiagnosed aneurism in his brain had let go; according to the doctors,
he'd been dead before he even hit the floor. The paramedics had been
there in less than five minutes, and had tried heroically to save a life
that simply couldn't BE saved.

Everyone at the bank had been supportive and sympathetic, as had all of
hers and Ken's friends. But that did precious little to fill her empty
arms, or provide someone for their daughters Melissa and Natalie to call
'Daddy'. She and Ken had married in their sophomore year of college.
They'd met as freshmen in an English class, discovered a shared fondness
for Hawthorne, and the rest, as they say, was history. They loved each
other madly, and she'd borne him their first child, Melissa, during
their Junior year. She'd given birth to Natalie just a few months before
the two of them walked across the stage to accept their degrees. Melissa
had her mother's dark hair, while Natalie got her blonde coloring from
Ken. Being so close in age, they hadn't had as many differences as so
many sisters did - and since Ken's death, even those had disappeared.
The two of them spent a surprising amount of time together - even at
school, though that wasn't too surprising.

After Ken's death, Laurie had had to move out of the large house that
they'd lived in. Although she still got a tidy little income from the
stock Ken had owned in the bank, it wasn't enough to cover the mortgage
payments. Instead, she'd found another, smaller, house, far out in the
suburbs - nearly all the way out in the country, truth be told. The
girls had been less than thrilled to have to change schools, of course,
but both understood and accepted the necessity of it. One of the few
items of continuity with their 'old' life was the family dog - an Akita
named Tojo. He was friendly and playful with friends and family members,
and fiercely protective of them around strangers - weighing nearly a
hundred pounds, he had the size to make his protective nature count. His
thick, tan-colored fur made him a popular 'pillow' for anyone lying on
the floor.

Giving a little start, Laurie pulled herself out of the flood of
memories and finished drying herself off. Still naked, she hung the
towel up to dry, and went into her bedroom, fishing a pair of panties
and soft bra from her dresser. With those items on, she next headed for
the closet, selecting a pair of slacks and matching silk blouse - she
was supposed to meet with one of her closest friends - Charlene Benson,
they'd known each other since middle school - for lunch. Laurie slipped
her feet into a pair of sandals, and went to the kitchen to make sure
that Melissa and Natalie ate something that was at least vaguely
nutritious before they left for school. To her surprise, both of them
had gone with heat-and-serve oatmeal, with orange juice to wash it down.

She watched as they finished their meal, and put their dishes in the
dishwasher - at 15, Melissa was a beauty: beautiful brown eyes that
sparkled; straight, white teeth; a smooth, clear complexion made her
look a bit younger than she really was. At least, unless you looked a
bit lower, and saw the developing bust that wasn't much smaller than
Laurie's, and the graceful curve of waist and hips that flowed on down
to slender, nicely turned legs that seemed to go on forever. Natalie,
14, wasn't far behind: though not quite as busty or curvaceous as her
sister, the bulges at the top of her blouses made it abundantly clear
that she was female. Her hair was as blonde as her fathers' - almost
white, in fact - and accentuated by her sky-blue eyes. She had a look of
almost childlike innocence that belied her developing body.

After they were gone - having given her a kiss on the cheek in farewell
- Laurie sat down at the table for her own breakfast. With nothing more
pressing, she gave herself permission for a second, then third, cup of
coffee as Tojo lay on her feet under the table. In the winter, it
actually felt nice having him keep her feet warm; but in the summer...
not so much. But he was so much a part of the family, and she felt so
reassured having him around for protection, that she willingly put up
with sweaty feet for a few months out of the year.

When it was time for her to leave, Laurie got her purse, and then hunted
around until she found where she'd left her car keys. With them in hand,
she wasn't surprised to find Tojo waiting at the door to the garage for
her, eagerly waiting to see if she would let him go with her. She
laughed, and asked "Well, Tojo - are you ready to go for a ride?" His
doggy grin simply answered her "Aren't I always?"

Still smiling, she opened the door and told him "Okay, come on, you big
hairy monster!"

He quickly darted through, and on to where her car was parked, waiting
patiently for her to open the door. She let him in, and he quickly took
his assigned place in the passenger seat next to her. She hit the opener
for the garage door, backed out, and closed it again before rolling the
window down so Tojo could stick his head partway out the window while
she drove.

When she got to the small café where she was to meet Charlene, she was a
few minutes early. She found a place to park in the shade of a tree, and
left Tojo in the car - he was well-mannered enough not to bark at
passers-by, or other dogs that he might see; and he was certainly a lot
better than any car alarm she'd ever seen to keep someone from stealing
her car!

Inside the café, she found a quiet table where Charlene would be able to
see her; she ordered a glass of iced tea, and let the waitress know that
there would be another person. A few minutes later, she saw Charlene
come in, and discretely waved to get her attention. Charlene came over
and sat down before saying Laurie, it's so nice to see you again. It's
been months since we had time with each other like this."

"Thirteen months, in fact", Laurie answered "Not since Ken died."

Charlene frowned, and said "No, not since then."

Laurie saw the sadness on her friend's face and said "I'm sorry,
Charlene. I guess I shouldn't say things like that, now - but I still
miss him so much!"

Charlene smiled, and answered "No, it's okay - I know how much you two
loved each other. What you had was a whole shitload better than what
I've got, that's for sure!" Charlene wasn't always the most refined
person Laurie knew - but they were friends, and that was what mattered.

"What is it now?" Laurie asked - thinking that she probably already knew
the answer.

"Oh, nothing serious - just that William, that damned husband of mine,
is so busy working his deals that he doesn't have time for me. It's been
damn near two years since he laid me last! If it wasn't for the pool boy
and the new gardener we hired, I don't know WHAT I'd do!"

"Charlene! You really should be more careful about who you go to bed
with! The pool boy? The gardener? What are you going to say for yourself
if Ben ever finds out?"

"I'll say that if he didn't want me screwing the help, he should have
been there to take care of me himself, that's what I'll say. You know,
it's not like the bastard has a mistress, or something on the side -
it's like he doesn't even have a dick, any more! I had a detective
follow him, and the only one's he's screwing is the competition."

"That's all the more reason not to be fooling around on him - if he was
cheating on you, that would be one thing; but to be screwing around on
him... that's something completely different. If one of those guys ever
started talking, and he found out, he could divorce you and not have to
give you a damn thing - then where would you be?"

"Broke and horny!" Charlene laughed - and a few moments later, Laurie
laughed with her.

The rest of their time together was spent catching up on gossip
involving various people that both of them knew.

Back home after her lunch, Laurie found her way back to her bedroom. She
could sympathize with Charlene - it was tough not having a loving
husband to take care of her physical needs. Before he'd died, she and
Ken had had a quite satisfactory (if not always exciting) sex life: they
made love two or three times a week, and he always brought her to orgasm
and left her feeling satisfied and loved when the two of them cuddled
afterwards.

Since his death, she'd felt desires. God! Had she felt desires! But Ken
was gone, and she simply didn't have the - wish? desire? desperation? -
to find some other man to take care of her needs. Part of it was wanting
to remain 'faithful' to him; part was not wanting to do anything that
might cause his friends at the bank to have anything to gossip about -
and perhaps close off one of the few resources she still had available
to her. As Ken's widow, she knew they'd gone out of their way to make
sure she could continue the various health and financial programs he'd
had available.

As she remembered Charlene's words, Laurie felt her own desires again
coming to the surface. Since Ken's death, she'd learned to squash the
passing needs she'd felt - but now, this time, she realized that the
ache in her loins was simply too much to ignore.

A quick glance at her watch confirmed that Melissa and Natalie wouldn't
be home from school for at least another two hours. Her fingers
trembling in desire and anticipation, she unbuttoned her silk blouse and
laid it across the back of the chair at her makeup table, where it was
soon joined by her slacks. As she sat down at the edge of her bed, she
caught sight of herself in the mirror of her makeup table, and saw that
her hardening nipples were denting the thin fabric of her bra. She let
her fingertips trace across her bra's softness, feeling how firm her
breasts still were, how they filled the bra cups - and how her nipples
erected even more. When she got to them, it was like her nipples were
electrified, they responded so quickly, so eagerly to her grazing touch.

Below, she could feel herself getting hotter and wetter between her
thighs as her vagina got the loose, empty feeling that only reminded her
of how long since it had been properly filled. She could feel the oily
wetness building inside her, and decided to take her panties off before
they were stained.

She deliberately let her hands slide along her body as she moved them to
the waistband of her panties, savoring the touch on her smooth and
surprisingly sensitive skin. Slipping her thumbs under the waistband,
she lifted her ass and slid her panties past her hips and on down her
legs, kicking them off to the side when they reached her ankles. Next,
she reached between her breasts and undid the hook holding her bra
closed, feeling the cool air tickling her nipples as she shrugged the
bra off and tossed it over with her panties.

Lying back, she let her hands again start caressing her breasts, this
time without the moderating influence of the bra material to get in the
way. She closed her eyes to concentrate on the feel of her hands on her
breasts - and was mildly surprised to realize that it wasn't much
different from the way Ken had touched her: softly, gently, even
delicately. That though only brought another surge to her already hot
and wet vagina; as she continued her tactile exploration of her breasts
and nipples, she opened her thighs, only to be aroused even further by
the soft air current across her mons and parted labia.

Keeping one hand at her breasts, she traced a path down her body with
the other, delighted and marveling that her belly was still so trim,
even after giving birth to two children. When her hand reached the trim,
narrow wedge of her pubic hair, she let her fingers dance in it for a
few moments, pleased at it's thick softness - Ken had always delighted
in doing this same thing, once telling her "It feels like the fur on a
cat's belly, it's so soft and thick...", to which she'd replied "Well,
it IS my pussy!", making both of them laugh at the bawdy pun.

Further down, her fingers came across the nubbin of her clitoris,
beginning to come out from under its hood. It was a little larger than
most she'd seen - and she'd seen a few; she hadn't been the slightest
bit reluctant to spend time with girls when she'd been younger, and even
after she'd started college.

Moving on, her fingers slid between her vaginal lips. They, too, were
longer than most girls - but thinner, and more delicate, as well. The
area between them was wet, as she'd known it would be; she'd felt
herself getting aroused, her internal oils escaping her. In her youth,
she'd been embarrassed at how copiously she produced her woman's oils -
but the responses she'd gotten from the people she'd been intimate with
soon convinced her that she had nothing to be embarrassed about: all of
them were delighted and fascinated by it, taking - and giving -
considerable pleasure as they tried to lick them all up.

She laid her finger along the furrow of her sex, pressing inward against
her opening, teasing herself slightly. The few times she'd masturbated
since Ken's death, it had been at night, alone in her room after the
girls had gone to bed, and she'd felt the need to keep the resulting
orgasms small and quiet. Now, in the light of day and no one to worry
about, she felt free to bring herself as much pleasure as possible.

She curled her finger, letting the tip of it dip to press slightly
against her entrance, giving herself a small thrill before she continued
on to lightly touch her clitoris. Using the lubrication she'd gotten on
her finger, she started a slow, soft circling of her clit that caused
her to involuntarily spread her legs even farther. She continued to
stroke herself, letting her finger dip down to collect more of her oils
to keep things lubricated - and as she continued, she could feel herself
getting more and more aroused; her breasts felt harder and tighter on
her chest, her areolas crinkled and puckered, pushing her nipples out
even farther. Below, she could feel her vaginal lips getting longer and
thicker as blood flowed into them as a result of her increasing desire;
she was so wet inside that she could feel a small, faint trickle of her
juices starting to wind its way between her ass cheeks. She waited as
long as she could before finally giving in to the temptation to slide a
finger inside herself - and unconsciously released a sigh of pleasure
and relief when she did.

In just a few seconds, she was sliding it in and out, teasing herself to
an even higher level of desire; and when she could stand it no longer,
added a second finger, and increased the speed and force that she was
using to finger-fuck herself. That increased her passion even more, and
brought her even closer to the full-blown orgasm that she'd denied
herself for so long - but it wasn't quite enough. Vaguely frustrated,
she added a third finger, her hand almost a blur as she all but pounded
her pussy with the rigid digits

Still, it wasn't enough, and she pulled her hand from between her thighs
to use her fingers on her clitoris again - something that ratcheted her
desire even higher as it singularly failed to bring her the relief she
so desperately sought.

Then, seemingly from nowhere, she felt a hot, thick tongue start licking
her - from the crease of her ass to where her fingers were busily
dancing on her clit. She paused a moment, stunned at the pleasure of it,
when it happened again - then again, and still again. She could feel
herself responding, and only with difficulty managed to open her eyes to
see who was doing such an incredible job of eating her pussy - only to
see Tojo standing between her parted thighs, eagerly licking the hot,
slick oils she was producing in even greater quantities.

"Tojo! No!" she managed to say - but neither loudly, nor forcefully
enough to make him listen.

A second effort was even less successful - due, in part, to the way her
hips and pelvis had started lifting off the bed in response to Tojo's
enthusiastic efforts.

She didn't manage a third try - the attempt died in her throat, choked
off by a gasp at the incredible pleasure Tojo was giving her. Letting
her head fall back on the bed, she pulled her hand out of the way, and
wasn't surprised - indeed, felt delighted - when Tojo expanded his
efforts to include her fully-erect clitoris. With both hands on her
breasts, she started pinching and pulling on her nipples as Tojo's
strong tongue brought her closer and closer to the orgasm she'd sought.
With her increasing passion, her labia parted even more, making it
possible for the dog's slick, flexible tongue to slip between them,
slightly pressing against her eager opening.

In just a couple more minutes, Laurie was holding her ass off the bed,
spreading her legs as far as she could, holding herself open to the
incredible pleasures of her canine benefactor. Tojo didn't do any of the
little tricks that Ken had liked; instead, he just kept licking and
licking and licking and licking and licking and licking...

... until he licked her right over the edge, and into the deep chasm of
an orgasm stronger than Laurie could remember having in a LONG time. But
the comparison didn't occur to her until later - at the time, she was
simply too busy gasping and groaning and all but screaming her joy as
wave after wave of pleasure and release spasmed through her.

When it was over, she could only lay there, panting; she didn't even
have the strength to try to tell Tojo to stop - but he eventually did,
anyway. Licking his chops in obvious relish, she could have sworn he had
a mischievous grin on his face when he finally stepped back, then turned
and padded out of the room.

It was several minutes before Laurie could given any thought to the idea
of getting up and moving; and a couple more past that until she could
actually make it happen. Even then, she was shaky and weak-kneed as she
made her way to her bathroom to clean up and get dressed again before
the girls got home. It was as she was washing off the combination of her
own juices and Tojo's saliva that she felt a sense of shame at having
let him do that to her. But the shame was mixed with the pleasure she'd
felt, and the power of the orgasm she'd just experienced.

When she finished drying off, she was still weak from her experience -
but steady. She got dressed again in the same bra, different panties,
and a pair of soft cotton walking shorts and shirt.

She was in the kitchen going through the mail when Melissa and Natalie
got home from school. Melissa had gotten one of the teen magazines she
subscribed to, and Natalie had gotten what could only be a birthday card
from Laurie's parents. Ken's parents had died shortly after she'd
married him; the bridge they'd been driving across during a rainstorm
had washed out, causing the drowning deaths of both.

Natalie quickly opened the envelope, and as expected, it was from
Laurie's folks. It wished her a happy 15th birthday - still two days off
- and included a crisp, new $20 bill, along with a short letter.

Both girls thanked her, and drifted off toward their rooms. Each had her
own room, and they shared a common bathroom; something that still
occasioned brief arguments as to whether one or the other of them had
been in it for too long.

All that was left was a couple of small bills, and a letter from another
of Laurie's long-time friends, Tanya. She opened Tanya's letter and
started reading - and soon discovered that even Tanya was having man
problems. Her husband of ten years had been putting off a visit to the
doctor for a pain he'd been having. It finally got bad enough that Tanya
had been able to talk him into going in - and it had almost been too
late. It turned out that her husband, Warren, had prostate cancer. The
doctors had caught it barely in time; if he'd put off seeing them even
another couple of weeks, they said, there wouldn't have been anything
they could have done for him. As it was, he'd still had to undergo
surgery, and had several months of various therapies ahead of him. Worst
of all, the surgery they'd done had left him impotent: in the effort to
make sure they had all the cancer out of him, the doctors had had to
take some tissue that made it possible for him to get erections. The
only bright spot was that the survival rate for his cancer was a lot
better than it had been even a few years earlier - he stood a pretty
good chance of living to a respectable age.

Tanya was heartbroken at what the surgery had done to Warren. Both of
them still loved each other tremendously - so much so, in fact, that it
had been Warren that had said that since he couldn't make love with her
any more, and as young as she still was, he thought they should get a
divorce so she could find another man that could 'keep her happy' as
he'd put it. They'd tried to talk about it, but Warren was adamant: he
wouldn't be happy if she had lovers - people would eventually find out,
he'd said - and she was just as insistent that she didn't WANT another
husband; she loved Warren will all her heart, and wanted to spend the
rest of her life with him, no matter what.

Laurie finished the letter and just sat there, thinking about the
troubles that the three of them had when Natalie came into the kitchen
to ask about supper. Not wanting take-out - they'd had too much of that,
of late - and not wanting to fuss with anything more complicated, she
suggested they have a cookout in the back yard. Natalie thought that
sounded great, and went to tell her sister; when she was gone, Laurie
had the thought that it would also give her a chance to properly thank
Tojo for what he'd done for her that afternoon - a couple of small
burgers would please him tremendously. She still felt a little guilty
for letting him lick her to an orgasm like that - but that didn't get in
the way of wanting to thank him for the results.

She went outside and dumped some charcoal into the grill, added a splash
of fluid, and lit it. She watched for a few moments, and decided when
the coal would be ready. Back inside the house, she got out the buns for
the burgers and toasted them after adding a bit of garlic salt, then
added some crumbled bacon to the hamburger meat before separating it out
and forming it into patties. From there, it didn't take long for her to
get the rest of the meal ready - toppings for the burgers, chips,
condiments, and so on.

As if on cue, Melissa and Natalie showed up in the kitchen and helped
carry everything outside, where Laurie saw that the coals were almost
perfect. She got the burgers on the grill, and at the first sizzle, Tojo
came out to join them, finding a place to sit near the grill. That was
perfectly normal for him, but it was still amusing, particularly to
Melissa and Natalie, to see his single-minded concentration on the
cooking food.

While the girls got their patio table ready for supper, Laurie
discretely broke up one of the burgers, and fed the pieces to Tojo - who
gratefully accepted them. When the table was ready, Natalie went inside
and prepared drinks for all of them - iced tea by unanimous vote.

When the burgers were done, Laurie moved them to a small hand towel to
soak up the surplus grease before moving them to a plate and taking them
over to the table where the girls were waiting - guarded and accompanied
by an attentive Tojo.

Each of them built her sandwich to taste, leaving one patty behind. As
they ate, each of them would break off a small piece of it and toss it
to Tojo, who - unsurprisingly - never failed to catch it.

When the meal was over, Natalie took the dishes inside while Melissa
cleaned up the leftovers through the simple method of feeding them - all
but the onions, which she knew were bad for dogs and cats - to Tojo.
That left Laurie free to sit back and enjoy the cool early evening
weather. When the girls were done, both of them came back outside, and
soon got into a game of 'keep away' with Tojo, tossing his favorite toy
- a full-size football that he carried in his mouth so that it looked
like he was smoking an uncommonly round cigar - back and forth. Laurie
never failed to be amazed at how gentle and friendly the dog was with
them, when she knew how fiercely protective he could be. A few years
before, a burglar had gotten into their house while they were away for
the weekend. When they got home Sunday afternoon, they found him huddled
in a corner, shaking in fear as Tojo sat a few feet away, watching him.
The burglar had literally pleaded with them to call the police, so that
he could get away from the dog. They did, and as they waited, they
learned that the burglar had made his entry late the previous Friday,
only to be cornered almost immediately by Tojo. Any time he'd tried to
move from where Tojo had found him, the dog would growl - "sounded like
it was coming all the way from his tail!" the crook had declared - and
rise to his feet. The guy had seen Tojo lay down and sleep every so
often, but every time he'd even changed position, Tojo had come awake
and growled at him again.

When the police had arrived, Ken had told Tojo to sit in a different
place; the dog had obeyed without question, waiting patiently as the
police took custody of the crook. The cops had watched him closely, but
all he'd done had been sit there, his tongue hanging out, apparently as
friendly as could be. The burglar had confessed to his crime to the cops
- as though it had been necessary - three times: once in the house,
again on the way to the station, and the third time in court;
apparently, his experience with the dog had helped him see the error of
his ways.

In any event, Tojo finally managed to get his ball back, and had his own
fun keeping the girls from getting it back. Their play ended with the
two of them rolling him onto his back for a session of tummy-rubbing and
-scratching.

When the girls went back inside, Tojo came over and rested his head on
Laurie's leg, and she absent-mindedly rubbed his ears and petted him as
she thought about what she'd heard from Charlene and Tanya.

It finally sank in that she could feel a tickling sensation on her leg.
When she looked, she saw that Tojo was in doggy heaven under her touch,
and drooling profusely - it was his dog slobber that had finally pooled
enough to start running down her leg. She couldn't help laughing at the
sight of him - her big, fierce protector - off in never-never land,
slobbering all over her leg. At the sound of her voice, Tojo came back
from wherever his mind had been, and stood up. She leaned over to give
him a good chest-scratching, and didn't object when he licked her face
in thanks.

She went back inside, and found the girls curled up in their favorite
chairs, studying for school the next day. Each had her own desk and
bookshelves, but they liked studying in the living room, for some
reason. "Well, at least they do their homework in their rooms", she
thought to herself.

She picked up the book she'd started - some trashy romance novel - and
started reading as the girls studied. She knew that she could turn the
stereo or TV on and it wouldn't both them in the slightest, but the
quiet in the house was actually rather nice.

The next couple of hours passed quietly; every so often, one of them
would get up for a bathroom break, or to freshen up their drink, but no
words were exchanged. Laurie had finished a chapter in her book when she
noticed the time: it was a little past the bedtime the girls had while
school was in session. She pointed that out to them, and both got up and
headed for their rooms without argument - pausing only long enough to
give her a kiss on the cheek along the way. Laurie turned on the TV to
catch the news and weather, and when they were done, shut it off and
headed back to her own bed. Tojo found his place at the entrance to the
hallway to the girl's rooms - a spot that seemed to meet his need to
protect them, while still being available to come to Laurie's aid, if
required. As she passed him, she told him "Good night, Tojo"; he lifted
his head and wagged his tail a few times in reply.

Laurie woke up with a start, her heart pounding slightly in her chest.
She listened for a few moments, but couldn't hear anything that might
have wakened her. A look at the clock on her nightstand told her that it
was only 1:12 in the morning. She laid there for a few minutes,
listening again to see if anything was going on in the house, but no
sound reached her ears. She suddenly realized that if anything HAD been
going on, Tojo would have let ALL of them know about it with his
barking. She threw the bedcovers back, and then stood up before grabbing
her robe to cover her nakedness - she and Ken had slept nude their
entire married life, and it was a habit that she simply had no interest
in breaking now that he was gone.

The sash tied snugly around her waist, she opened her door and padded
her way down the short hall that led to the living room; almost
everything else in the house branched off from there. When she got
there, she was surprised to see that Tojo had apparently found himself a
different spot - he was absent from where he'd been when she went to
bed. She started that way, and was almost at the entrance when she saw
him again - he was sitting outside Natalie's room, awake and alert, but
not alerted. As she got closer to him, he turned his head to look at her
and licked his chops, but didn't do anything more. As a puppy, he'd
pushed his way through enough unlatched doors that they'd had to
undertake a special project: teaching him NOT to go through doors that
weren't already open enough for him to fit through. After being scolded
enough times, he'd ultimately learned. His entrance into Laurie's room
earlier had simply been the result of her failing to close her door at
all.

When she was close enough, she could see that the door to Natalie's room
wasn't fully closed; she started to reach for the handle when she heard
Natalie's voice saying "I don't know about this..."

She hesitated, and heard Melissa's voice answer "It's okay, Nat. Didn't
it feel good when I did it to you?"

"Sure it did! You know that!"

"Then why don't you want to do it to me?"

"It just seems kinda... I don't know... weird."

"But if I did it to you and it was okay, then why would it be weird if
you do it to me?"

"I don't know - it just is."

There was a brief pause before Laurie heard Melissa ask "Okay, would it
be better if we did it together?"

"Yeah, I guess..."

"Let's do that, then. Come on, Nat - I helped you have an orgasm, don't
you think it's fair you help ME have one, too?"

That question was enough to make Laurie realize what must have woken her
up - the undoubtedly faint cries as Natalie climaxed; apparently with
Melissa's help and encouragement.

She moved a little closer to the door, and using a decorative mirror
Natalie had hanging on the wall, got a look into the room - where she
saw the two of them sitting side-by-side on Natalie's bed, naked. She
hadn't seen either of them in anything less than a bikini in a number of
years; it took her breath away to look at them now...

From doing laundry, Laurie knew that Melissa was wearing 32-B bras - but
it was a considerable difference between knowing it in her mind, and
seeing the bust those bras were designed to fit. Melissa's nipples and
areolas were small and dark, like her own - and the breasts they capped
were noticeably younger and firmer. Melissa's young body was smooth, and
firm from the various athletics that she enjoyed; her skin clear, and
blemish-free. Between her parted thighs, Laurie could see that Melissa's
pubic thatch was as dark as what was on her head; but not yet thick or
large enough to fully cover her young mound - and parting it were the
thin lips of her vagina, slightly separated, the area between them dark
pink and glistening.

Next to her, Laurie could see Natalie - as pale as Melissa was dark.
Laurie could easily imagine what Ken's sister must have looked like at
that age...

Gathering her wits again, Laurie looked at her youngest daughter more
closely. Again, the 30-A bras she washed didn't begin to prepare her for
the sight of the daughter that wore them - each breast was the size of
half an orange, capped with a dark pink areola and erect nipple. That
sight only confirmed what Laurie had thought - it must have been the
noises of Natalie's release that woke her up. Looking again, Laurie was
oddly pleased to see that Natalie's slender body was indeed developing
the soft curves that would be her heritage as a woman. Further down,
Laurie saw that her daughter was indeed a 'natural blonde' - the small
tuft of pubic hair she had was an incredibly pale blonde, and had only
grown enough to cover perhaps half her mons. Even that, though, was
enough to make the sight of her naked body incredibly erotic. As with
Melissa, Natalie's legs had parted enough to reveal her inner lips; they
were dark and thick, the area between clearly wet, obviously from the
orgasm she'd had with her sister's help.

It was what that help had been that kept Laurie at the door, watching
them. Had Melissa simply talked her younger sister through the process
of masturbating herself to orgasm? Or, as Laurie suspected, had the help
been more direct - as in Melissa being the one to bring Natalie to
climax? The third possibility - one that concerned Laurie, but didn't
particularly worry her - was that Melissa's help had been even more
personal; personal to the point of using not just her hand, but her
mouth and tongue to bring Natalie off.

As Laurie watched, each of the girls snaked a hand between the other's
thighs and began using her fingers to caress her sister's mound. Over
the next couple of minutes, those hands became more insistent as each of
the girls began tracing the folds of her sister's pussy, even to the
point of letting a finger dip briefly inward. "Okay", Laurie thought to
herself, "It's just touching so far. I'll sit down with them in the next
couple of days and we'll have a little talk. I'm not going to mess them
up like my folks did with me; I'm just going to let them know that too
much of anything isn't good." She'd long before had The Talk with them,
and knew that both girls knew the general mechanics behind how babies
were made. Both had long since started having periods.

Both of them were breathing heavily, and Laurie could easily see that
both sets of breasts proudly sported erect nipples. As she watched,
Laurie couldn't help remembering her own girl-girl experiments, and felt
herself getting aroused all over again.

She was about to turn away from the door and go back to bed when she
heard something that chilled her: Melissa's voice, saying "You don't
have to be so careful, Nat - you can put your finger as far inside me as
you want to."

Laurie turned back to look into the room, and saw that Melissa had
apparently been speaking the truth: from the way Natalie was able to
slide a finger into her sister, Laurie didn't doubt for a moment that
Melissa's hymen was gone. Melissa? Fucking? So soon? She was only
fifteen, for Goodness' sake! But the apparent truth of it was right
there in front of her: Natalie was industriously sliding not one, but
TWO fingers in and out of her older sister's wet channel.

Stunned, Laurie turned away again, and quietly made her way back to her
room. Once in bed again, she lay there thinking about what she'd just
heard and witnessed; her own arousal, and the wetness between her
thighs, forgotten.

Over the next couple of days, Laurie thought long and hard - she was far
less troubled by what she'd seen, than by what she'd heard. Melissa, not
a virgin any more... Sure, it had to happen, sooner or later - but at
fifteen? And to be so matter-of-fact about it....

It was Friday night, and Laurie was home alone. Melissa and Natalie had
both gone off with friends to a local place that had a small amusement
arcade, dining area, and a few other amenities suitable for young
people. Laurie had stopped by the place a few times when the girls had
been there - not that she didn't trust them, but more that she just
wanted to be sure. She'd played it cool, and hadn't waved or done
anything to indicate that she'd either seen them, or that she was their
mother - she could remember how often her own parents had embarrassed
her with her friends at that age. In return, they didn't complain about
it; she didn't know that both of them were actually secretly pleased
that she cared enough about them to want to make sure the places they
went to were okay.

Both girls had a later curfew because of the weekend; because of the
closeness of their ages, Natalie's 10:30 was only a half hour earlier
than Melissa's.

Laurie was sitting in the living room when Natalie got home a few
minutes before the deadline. She started toward her room, and Laurie
said "After you change, could you come out here? I think we all need to
have a talk when Melissa gets home."

Surprised, but unconcerned, Natalie nodded her understanding. A few
minutes later, she came out, wearing the oversized football jersey she
favored for wearing to bed. The two of them sat in the living room,
watching one of the late-night comedians until Melissa got home twenty
minutes later. Laurie asked her, too, to come out so they could have a
talk after she changed clothes. Melissa voiced her agreement, and came
out wearing panties and one of her father's old tee-shirts.

With both of them seated and watching her, Laurie turned off the TV and
sat there a few moments to collect her thoughts. Taking a deep breath,
she finally told them "Both of you remember the talk we had when you
were younger - about how babies are made, and all that."

Both girls nodded, and Laurie went on "When we talked, I explained to
you how it was for me when I was that age - how scared and ashamed I was
the first time I had a period, and how Gramma told me that that was the
'burden' I had for being a girl; how it would happen every month until I
got too old. Poppa couldn't even talk to me about it, he was so
embarrassed. It wasn't until I got to middle school and we had the
health classes that I learned what was really happening to me. That was
why I talked to each of you before you had your first period, so that
you wouldn't feel as scared as I did. And that's why Daddy and I took
all of us out to dinner when it happened the first time for you - so
you'd know that it wasn't something to be ashamed of, either."

Again, both girls nodded, and Laurie told them "Well, I think it's time
that I talked to you about something else, too. When I was growing up,
it was considered a really bad thing for one girl to kiss or touch
another girl - at least, not to do it in any way that she couldn't do in
public. And it was thought that a 'good' girl didn't have 'feelings' - I
mean, sexual feelings. And even if she did, she SURE didn't do anything
about them - either with anyone else, or by herself."

Melissa and Natalie were both watching her closely, and Laurie continued
"So when I was growing up, I had a lot of different things happening to
my body that I really didn't understand - and worse, I had a lot of
thoughts and feelings that I was ashamed of. But as I got a little
older, I got the chance to learn some things - that the things that were
happening to my body were perfectly normal, and that the feelings and
thoughts I was having were normal, too. I was off at camp one summer
when one of the older girls helped me finally find out what it was like
to make myself feel good - really good. So good that I had my first
orgasm, ever."

Laurie gave the girls a small smile and said "I didn't stop with just
one. By the time I got home, I must have had dozens of them - and each
one was a little better than the last. And after I got home, I kept
doing it. Then, one night, my best friend Michelle was sleeping over
with me. We were talking, and of course we got to the subject of sex.
The next thing I knew, I was showing her what I'd only just learned -
and she was finding out for herself just how good it felt. It wasn't
long after that that we got the idea of finding out if it felt as good
if we did it to each other. It did; maybe even better. Once we found
that out, we just kept experimenting with each other, trying to find out
what we liked and didn't like, what felt good and what didn't. I
honestly don't remember whose idea it was, but we finally even went so
far as to try using our mouths on each other - and that was the best,
yet."

Both girls were looking at her in absolute amazement, and Laurie just
kept on.

"After we discovered how much pleasure we could give each other, the
next step was to try and figure out what it might be like with a guy -
and our touches went from being strictly on the outside, to going inside
a little bit, too. I think you know what I mean."

Without realizing they were doing it, Melissa and Natalie both nodded
that they did. Laurie saw it, but didn't say anything about it, telling
them instead "Neither one of us lost our interest in guys - we still
talked and drooled about the cute ones, and put down the bad ones. By
the time we were able to start going out on single dates, the time we
were spending together only made it easier for us to resist doing
anything with the boys we went out with - we knew that we could feel
good with each other, instead. But of course, it finally happened, and
one night, she let a boy have sex with her. I guess I loved her, because
I simply couldn't get over the idea that she'd let a boy put his penis
inside her, and squirt his stuff there - the same place that I'd used my
mouth and hand and fingers. I didn't want to do anything like that with
her for a while - in fact, by the time I got over it, we'd grown too far
apart, and our friendship ended. It was a couple of years later that I
finally lost my own cherry, and discovered what I'd been missing out on.
Yeah, I still liked having fun with girls - but guys were SO much
better!"

Natalie and Melissa were both attentive as Laurie went on "When I got to
college, I had plenty of chances to have fun with other girls. Even
after Daddy and I met, I still spent time with some of the girls in the
dorm - at least, until Daddy and I got married; since then, it's been -
was - just me and him."

The girls just sat there quietly for a couple of minutes before Melissa
asked "Why are you telling us all this, Mom?"

Gathering her courage, Laurie stood up and took off the light cotton
nightshirt she'd been wearing, revealing that she had nothing on
underneath it before sitting down again to tell them "I told you about
all that - and I'm showing you what I look like - so that you know that
you don't have to be afraid or ashamed of what's happening with your
bodies. I want you to know that the things that are happening to you,
and the thought and feelings you're having, are the same ones I had at
your age. I want you to know that I'm here for you whenever you have a
question, or you're not sure about something. Whether it's a feeling or
though, or something that happens to you, I want you to know that I love
you, and I'm not going to be mad or upset or anything if you want to
come to me about it. You're my daughters, and I love both of you more
than anything else in the world - and I always will, no matter what."

Laurie sat there, outwardly calm - but terribly afraid inside - as her
daughters looked at her; not just at her face, but her entire body.

When they were done, she cleared her throat, and both girls moved their
eyes to her face - blushing slightly with the realization that she knew
they'd been looking at her, and WHERE they'd been looking.

Laurie just smiled, and said "It's okay - really. I took my clothes off
so you COULD look, and see that even though I'm your mom, I'm really not
that much different than you; just older."

Both girls smiled at that, and Laurie continued "I told you about what
it was like for me when I was growing up so you'd know that you don't
have to be ashamed or embarrassed to want to learn about your body - and
even make yourself feel good. And that it's perfectly normal for you to
wonder what it's like to feel good with someone else, like another girl.
I hope that you'll wait before you start having sex with boys, but
that's something YOU have to decide - and if you do start having sex
with boys, I want you to know that I'll still love you. If you want to
come to me to talk about it, I'll be more than happy to listen, and if
you're interested, I can tell you what I think - or not." - the last
earning her small laughs from the girls before she added "The most
important thing to me is that you're safe. After that, I want you to be
happy and secure, and know that I love you, and always will."

Laurie sat there, watching the girls as they thought over everything
that she'd said to them. After a while, she told them "I think that's
probably enough for tonight, it's time for all of us to be going to
bed", before standing up.

Both of them stood, too; Natalie came over to give her a hug and kiss
before turning to head for her bedroom. Melissa hung back a little bit,
and when Natalie was out of sight, asked "Uh, can we talk a minute,
Mom?"

"If you want to, honey."

Laurie moved to sit down again, and Melissa did the same. When both of
them were seated, Melissa said "There's, uh, something I think I need to
tell you."

Laurie felt as though her heart skipped a couple of beats, but she
managed to calmly ask "What's that?"

"I, uh, I'm.. I'm not a virgin, any more."

"Was it anybody I know?" Laurie asked, afraid of either answer.

"Oh, no, it wasn't like that!" Melissa exclaimed.

"What happened, then?"

"I was, uh, kind of um, experimenting one night, right after we had to
move here. I'd had a finger inside before, and it felt pretty good, so I
was kind of wondering, you know, what it would feel like, so I was using
the handle of my hairbrush to kind of get an idea of what a guy might be
like. I was sitting up against my headboard, pushing myself back with my
legs while I was moving the brush around when my foot slipped. I slid
down a little bit, but my hand kind of caught in the sheets, and I felt
something inside me tear. The next thing I knew, I was bleeding inside.
I was really scared, and went into the bathroom, but there wasn't
anything I could really do except take a shower and try to wash myself
out. By the time I was done, the bleeding had pretty much stopped, and
that was when I realized that I must have broken my hymen. The next
morning, I was sore inside, but it really didn't hurt or anything. The
morning after that, it was a little better. A couple more days, and I
couldn't even tell it happened - except that I knew it did."

Laurie nodded, not letting her relief show as Melissa told her "Anyway,
after that, I started touching myself again - masturbating - and when I
finally got brave enough to put a finger inside, I found out that I
could put it all the way in - and it felt pretty good. Since then, I've
been doing myself like that a lot."

With a nervous glance at Laurie, Melissa added "I, uh, kinda showed
Natalie how to masturbate, too. And we've been touching each other."

Laurie told her "I'm sorry you hurt yourself like that by accident, and
that you didn't think you could come to me for help. But it's done and
over with. As for masturbating, well, everybody does it, whether they
admit it or not. As long as you don't do it so much that you hurt
yourself or it becomes too important to you, I don't see anything wrong
with it. I guess there's nothing wrong with showing Natalie how to make
herself feel good; it was something she would have learned, anyway.
Touching each other is okay, too - as long as neither one of you is
forcing the other one."

"Does... does wanting to touch Natalie and have her touch me mean I'm
lesbian? Even though I still think about guys?" Melissa asked,
nervously.

Laurie smiled and answered "No, of course not. You're young, and you
want to find out what feels good for you. And you love Natalie, and want
her to feel good, too. There's nothing wrong with that. Like I said, as
long as you're both doing it because you WANT to, you aren't hurting
anyone. And as long as you're thinking about guys, and what it might
feel like to make love with one, then you're certainly not a lesbian -
at worst, you're simply what they call 'bisexual', which means that you
like boys AND girls. And even if you find out that you don't like to
make love with a guy, and only want to make love with another woman,
that's not such a bad thing. Girls can be fun, too!"

Visibly relieved, Melissa grinned, and said "Yeah, I guess so - at
least, Natalie is!"

Laurie laughed, and asked "Was that it? Or was there something else,
too?"

"No, that was all - I just wanted you to know what happened to me, was
all. You're not upset?"

"Not in the slightest", Laurie answered, "except for the pain it caused
you. Sometimes something like that happens, and a girl breaks her hymen
while she's young, like you are. It's not the end of the world, by a
long shot."

Melissa smiled, and stood up, followed by Laurie. They stepped toward
each other, and hugged while Melissa said "Thanks, Mom".

"I'm glad I could help, dear. Now, you'd better get to bed - tomorrow
will be here before you know it."

Melissa gave her mother another quick hug, then turned and headed for
her bedroom. Still naked, Laurie picked up the nightshirt she'd taken
off, and carrying it in her hand, made her way to her own bed. There,
she quickly fell asleep, relieved to learn that her oldest daughter
wasn't involved with boys yet - that she'd broken her maidenhead by
accident while masturbating, of all things. The very idea of it brought
a smile to Laurie's face as she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, both girls were a trifle subdued at breakfast. Laurie
knew that she'd still have to show them that she was serious about what
she'd said the night before - despite the talk she and Melissa had had
afterwards.

In the following weeks, Laurie contrived to find a number of ways to oh-
so-discretely let them know she meant what she'd said. From letting them
come into her bedroom to find her in varying stages of (un)dress, to
even letting them stay up late with her to watch a movie with a hard 'R'
rating while she wore only her panties - knowing full well that they'd
be able to see her erect nipples, and any dampness at the crotch of her
panties, even if they couldn't smell her arousal. They were tentative
and timid at first, but soon began to take her lessons to heart. Things
improved considerably when school let out - they came home one afternoon
to find her laying out in the back yard, getting a tan. An all-over tan,
since she was completely naked; trusting the high fence to keep out any
prying eyes, and Tojo to keep out any prying neighbors. When the girls
saw her, she let them look for a few moments before 'noticing' them -
and inviting them to join her. Both hesitated a few moments, then after
sharing a look, went inside. They re-appeared a couple of minutes later,
as naked as she was, and quickly spread their beach towels to take
places next to her. Each of them got help from the other two in applying
sunscreen - and all three were quietly thrilled to touch, and be touched
by, the others.

Along the way, she sometimes heard one or the other - or even both - of
them cry out their pleasure. However it was happening, she didn't ask;
nor did she indicate that she was even aware of it.

Too, the girls both became more relaxed about wearing whatever was
comfortable to them. At different times, she saw them wearing anything
from just a bra and panties, to nothing at all. The sight of their young
bodies invariably reminded her of her own adventures and experiences,
and several times she had to wait for the opportunity to find her own
self release. The second time Tojo came in to offer his assistance, she
argued with herself about it before giving in; the third time he
appeared, she didn't even hesitate.

Afterwards, she had to admit to herself that the resulting orgasms were
far superior to what she was able to achieve without his attentions. She
didn't feel guilty for what she was letting him do, but she wasn't
entirely comfortable with it, either. It escaped her attention that her
level of discomfort was slowly fading away with each passing day.

It was late summer when Laurie got a letter in the mail from the bank.
Wondering what it could be, she took it into the kitchen to read as she
had a cup of coffee. After tearing the envelope open and getting the
letter out, she started to read - and felt her heart grow cold. The bank
was cutting her and the girls off from all the insurance programs!
Medical, dental, glasses - all of it! Laurie thought to herself "Damn,
damn, damn, DAMN! If they had to go out and buy that kind of coverage,
instead of getting the discounted rates through the bank, it would cost
a fortune! Sure, the income from Ken's stock in the bank was a tidy
amount, but it wasn't anywhere near enough to make up for this kind of
expense! Damn them, anyway!"

Reading the letter again, she began to realize that their reasons were a
bit on the thin side, thinking "Sure, the stock is down a little - but
I'm still managing okay! Fine, they got a new V.P. - but is he really
senior enough to insist on cutting me off like this? They all know how
hard Ken worked! And they promised I could stay on the insurance,
dammit!"

But their promise had been made right after Ken's funeral, and nobody
had thought to put it in writing. "So the bottom line is, I'm screwed",
Laurie thought to herself "Great, I didn't even get kissed first. Well,
at least they gave me six months before the cut me off completely."

She was still trying to think of what she was going to do after supper
that night. It was a nice night, and she and the girls were sitting in
the living room watching TV in just their panties when Laurie heard
Melissa ask "Mom? Is something wrong?"

"Why do you ask, honey?"

"Well, you just seem kind of, well, out of it tonight. At supper, I
asked for the salt, and you handed me the sugar. And now you're just
sitting there, all zoned out. I had to talk to you twice before you
answered."

"I'm sorry, dear. I got a letter today, and it wasn't good news. I'm
just trying to figure out what to do about it, is all."

Natalie spoke up then, telling her "Mom, you told us that we could come
to you if we had a problem, and that you'd still love us. Is it okay to
tell you that you can talk to us, too? And that we'll still love YOU?"

The question, and the honest affection in Natalie's tone, warmed
Laurie's heart before she answered "Of course it's okay, honey - and
thank you for reminding me."

Laurie got up from the chair she was sitting and went over to where
Melissa and Natalie were sitting in front of the couch. When they saw
that she wanted to sit between them, they scooted apart to make room for
her; then when she sat down, they moved back to nestle against her sides
as she put an arm around each of them.

"Until now", she told them, "We've had insurance through the bank
because of Daddy's job - even after he died. That insurance helped pay
for stuff like visits to the doctor, going to the dentist, and things
like that. It also helped pay for any medicines we needed - like the
pills you had to take when you got that infection last year, Natalie.
Those pills cost almost five dollars each, but because of the insurance
we had, WE only had to pay about fifty cents of that; the insurance
company paid the rest. Remember when you fell off your bike and broke
your arm, Melissa? Well, the insurance company paid for the visit to the
hospital, the doctor, the cast, and everything else when that happened.
The letter I got today was from the bank, and they told me that they
were going to have to stop our insurance. They could have stopped it
after Daddy died, but they were nice, and said we could still use it.
Well, they've got new people working at the bank, and the bank isn't
making as much money as it used to, so they decided that they couldn't
afford to pay for our insurance any more. They're trying to be nice
about it, and they said that they won't actually stop it for another six
months; but after that, we have to take of it ourselves. The problem is
that insurance like that is kind of expensive - which is one of the
reasons the bank doesn't want to pay ours any more. But because it's
expensive, it's something that WE can't pay for, either - at least, not
with the money we get. So that's the reason I'm kind of distracted
tonight: I'm trying to figure out how we can get insurance that isn't
going to cost too much."

From the expressions on their faces, Laurie knew that Natalie and
Melissa both had at least a rudimentary understanding of the problem. So
she wasn't surprised when she felt them shift around a bit so they could
put their arms around her to try and comfort her - much the same way
she'd done to try and comfort THEM when they were younger. The thought
started to bring tears to her eyes, until she felt Melissa, then
Natalie, each hesitantly move a hand up to cover one of her breasts.

Although surprised, she still remembered not to react too quickly to
this new event. Instead, she asked Natalie "What are you doing that for,
honey?"

Natalie looked up at her, sadly, and said "When Melissa or I are feeling
sad, we like to hold each other like this. That's okay, isn't it?"

"Of course it is, dear."

"Then if its okay for us, isn't it okay to hold you like this, too?"

The honesty and simple logic of the question didn't escape Laurie - and
it didn't take her long to decide that it WAS okay.

"Yes, dear, it is", she answered.

With that simple statement, both girls snuggled a bit closer and shifted
position slightly - making Laurie realize that they fully expected that
she would want to hold THEIR breasts, too. After all, she'd told them
that it was okay to touch each other, and that it was okay for them to
touch her - why wouldn't they expect her to touch them, in return?

Putting an arm around each of them, she found that they were situated
almost perfectly for her to cup a breast in each hand. When she did, the
feel of their smooth, firm mammaries caused her nipples to erect
slightly - something she knew the girls HAD to be able to feel. What
surprised her, though, was when she felt the nipple in each of her hands
start to harden in apparent response.

Melissa's breast, of course, filled her hand better than did Natalie's -
but the difference was slight. Both breasts were smooth under her touch,
warm and firm. She felt her own nipples harden a little more - something
that was soon mirrored in their breasts, as well. Then Natalie's hand
shifted slightly as she started tracing the curve of her mother's
breast, testing its weight and firmness, examining it with her fingers.
That only made Laurie's nipples harden still more, and a few moments
later, she felt Melissa begin her own tactile exam of the breast she was
holding. With that, another thought entered Laurie's mind: that the
girls had probably only touched each other - and that both were curious
to know what a woman's breasts felt like, as compared to their own, and
each other's.

Looking down at them, she saw that both of them were a trifle nervous,
apparently concerned that she might object to what they were doing. She
smiled at them and said "Its okay, girls. If you want to find out what I
feel like, then go ahead."

Both of them blushed faintly, but continued their examination of her -
and even becoming bold enough to stroke her softly and gently pinch her
nipples. In return, she did much the same to them, and it wasn't long
before there were three sets of hard, fully erect nipples in the room -
and the sound of soft panting as all three found themselves becoming
aroused at what was happening.

Several minutes passed before Melissa let her hand fall away from
Laurie's breast. Laurie turned to look at her, and Melissa hesitantly
asked "Mom, when we're sad and we cuddle like this, we usually kind of,
uh, kiss and, um, touch each other to feel better." At her voice,
Natalie, too, stopped what she was doing so she could listen.

Laurie thought it over for a moment and asked "Are you asking if it's
okay if you do that with me, too?"

Natalie spoke up, saying "Uh, well, if it's okay, and you don't mind..."

Laurie turned to tell her "No, I don't mind at all - in fact, I think
I'd like that", with a smile.

Both girls got pleased expressions on their faces, and Melissa told her
"We're usually laying down when we cuddle."

Laurie nodded her understanding, and let the girls guide her over and
down so that she way lying on the floor in front of the couch, a small
cushion for a pillow. Both of them quickly moved closer, and lowered
their heads to hers. Looking up at them, she could see that they were
still a bit nervous, and she smiled in reassurance. Both smiled back
before Natalie lowered her head to give her mother a kiss on the lips -
soft, and chaste. She was followed by Melissa, who did the same. As they
were looking down at her, Laurie felt their hands return to her breasts
again, and softly sighed at their gentle, loving touch.

Natalie lowered her head for another kiss; it was still soft and chaste,
but lasted a bit longer than the first. Melissa then did the same before
it was Natalie's turn again. Over the next couple of minutes, Laurie
kissed each of her daughters several times, and each kiss lasted a bit
longer than the previous one. Before long, she was kissing one or the
other of them almost continuously as she felt their hands softly
caressing her breasts. At one point, Melissa told her "Mom? It's okay if
you want to touch us, too..." followed by a nod of agreement from
Natalie. Realizing that she'd had her hands resting on her stomach,
Laurie didn't hesitate to accept their offer, taking one of their
breasts in each of her hands, feeling their nipples harden again at her
touch.

Laurie closed her eyes, the better to savor the soft touch of their
hands on her skin; she didn't see the look the two girls shared.

A few minutes later, Laurie was almost in a trance when she felt
Melissa's body move - and a few moments later, the feeling of a pair of
soft lips on her nipple. A bit later, another pair of lips fastened
themselves to the other. Knowing that it was her own two daughters at
her breasts warmed Laurie's heart, and gently kindled her desire.

With the girls now using their lips and mouths and tongues on her
breast, their hands had moved farther 'south'; Laurie could feel their
touch wandering over her legs and sides and belly.

Again, the touch on her body was soothing, and Laurie went even farther
into her 'trance', and so didn't notice as first Melissa, then Natalie,
paused to discretely slip their panties off.

The sensation of their hands on her body was pleasant and relaxing, so
it took Laurie a moment to realize, some minutes later, that one of the
hands was starting to slip under the waistband of her panties. A few
moments contemplation and she decided that it must be Melissa - it felt
like a left hand, and Melissa was on that side of her body.

When she finally felt fingertips brushing the edge of her pubic hair,
Laurie decided that Melissa probably wouldn't mind if she did the same
in return. Letting her hand slip free of Melissa's breast, Laurie slid
it along her daughter's body - only to be surprised when she got as far
as Melissa's upturned ass without finding any panties. She opened her
eyes briefly to verify what her touch had told her, and saw that it was
true - and further, that Natalie had discarded HER panties, as well.
Closing her eyes again, Laurie though "The little imps! It's almost like
they're trying to seduce me! - and a moment later, thinking "Melissa DID
say 'and touch each other' - I wonder if they... No, surely they
wouldn't!"

But they would, as she discovered. A second hand -it could only be
Natalie's - joined the first, and a couple of minutes later, she felt
tugging on the waistband of her panties. Realizing that it was too late
to call things off at that late stage, more than a little curious to see
just how far the girls were willing to go, and eager to find out the
latter, Laurie lifted her ass off the floor a bit; the hands deftly slid
her panties off her hips, down her legs, and from around her ankles. The
though "That wasn't the first time they've done something like that!"
came into her mind, and the implications of it fanned her desire a
little more.

Even in her mid-thirties, Laurie knew that she was in a lot better
condition than most women, and that she looked several years younger
than she really was - she'd seen young men in their twenties turning to
look her over they didn't think she could see. So she knew that the
attention Natalie and Melissa were giving her was entirely motivated by
a desire to sympathize with and comfort her; that some of it - how much
she wasn't sure, but was starting to suspect she'd find out - was simply
desire.

The idea that her own daughters might want to make love with her was
something that Laurie hadn't considered before - it simply hadn't
entered her mind that they might think of her that way. But now, with
them touching her the way they were, she had to admit the possibility.
The idea of it both fascinated and troubled her. It was fascinating to
think that she was still attractive enough to be appealing to someone
their ages, and the idea of re-experiencing some of the pleasures she'd
had with other women with THEM gave her a mild thrill. But that they
were HER DAUGHTERS, her own flesh-and-blood, was troubling. As they
continued to explore her body with their hands - both seemed fascinated
by her thick mat of pubic hair - she argued the matter with her memory
of Ken. After being married for so long, and as close as they'd been,
she could easily imagine him talking about it with her.

The girls were so much younger than she was - was she 'taking advantage'
of them? After a moment's though, she decided that she wasn't: she'd
told them it was okay to touch themselves and each other; THEY had been
the ones to touch her, first. Yes, she'd approved of it - but only after
the fact.

She'd heard about incest - was this it? She'd always thought of it as a
man doing things to his daughters; but realized that it could also mean
any other combination of parent and child. Yes, she was almost certainly
having sexual contact with her child - well, children - but neither side
was forcing the other. If anything, the contact was coming about out of
what would normally be considered all the 'right' reasons: love, the
desire to comfort and reassure, and all that. SHE wasn't trying to
seduce them; in fact, just the ppposite seemed to be the case. Was it
still incest when it was the child seeking out the parent - and that
child was old enough to have no small understanding of the nature of
their actions?

The laws and customs about parents having sex with their children
probably made a lot of sense, back when men were the absolute masters of
their homes, and people were ignorant about sex and sexuality and all
that. But now? Sure, if a parent did anything to push or coerce the
child - if the child felt any reluctance about it at all - then the
parent should be punished, and harshly. But if the child was old enough
to have some understanding of what was involved? If the actions between
them were at the behest of the child? What then?

Laurie finally decided to accept what she and the girls were doing. Both
of them had gotten The Talk from her, and both had gone through sex
education classes in school. They were certainly mature enough - once
past their 'terrible twos', neither she nor Ken had had to give either
one of them so much as a swat on the backside to enforce an instruction
or punish an infraction. Talking to them, she knew that both understood
why they'd had to move, and accepted it, even though neither liked it -
it was necessary, and that was all there was to it; neither wasted time
fussing about something that simply HAD to be done. She wasn't trying to
do anything to them; it was they who were trying to seduce HER.

"The bottom line", Laurie argued to her memory of Ken "is that they're
not ignorant about sex, like I was. They're mature enough to know what
they're doing, and why. I told them it was okay to please themselves,
and even each other; and now they've decided to include me, too - and it
was THEIR idea, not mine. I'm not forcing them, and they're not forcing
me - it's by mutual consent. Both have already expressed considerable
interest in guys, even after being with each other, so anything that
happens between us isn't likely to 'bias' them one way or the other. I'm
their mother, and the nature of that relationship will HAVE to change,
if I let this happen - but they're both grown up enough that I don't
think it will change too much, or in the wrong direction. Yes, there are
some bad things that could come about - but there are good things that
could happen, too, and I think the good stuff is more likely."

Laurie's memory of Ken didn't argue with her - in her mind, she was sure
that he would understand what she was saying, and agree, even if
reluctantly.

With the matter settled in her mind, Laurie realized that Melissa and
Natalie were both softly stroking the inside of her thighs by that time,
and letting their hands briefly contact her mons.

Her mind settled, and with a clear conscience and untroubled heart,
Laurie spread her legs slightly, letting them know that further contact
was acceptable - and emphasizing the fact by letting her hands move
between THEIR thighs.

As her hands grazed their mounds, Laurie heard Natalie and Melissa both
gasp slightly at the contact. They responded by moving their hands along
the inside of Laurie's thighs, softly stroking their way toward her
mons. Once there, they didn't hesitate to begin a slow, careful tactile
examination of her cleft, including her rapidly extending labia and the
area between them. With their heads still at her breasts, Laurie moved
her fingers slightly, discovering the velvety softness of the hairless
areas of their young mounds; then moved on to the silky feel of their
pubic thatches.

Both girls responded by spreading their legs to give her even more
access; Laurie reciprocated by lifting her knees and letting them fall
apart, opening herself completely to her daughter's touch.

Her eyes still closed, Laurie could smell, as well as feel, her own
increasing arousal - and along with her own scent, she detected two
more, young and fresh. She knew that what the three of them were doing
was having an impact on Natalie and Melissa, too - and it pleased her.

She wasn't much surprised when she finally felt their lips leave her
breasts, and blaze a trail down her body: she'd told them that she,
herself, had used her mouth on another woman; it wasn't unreasonable to
think that they would try it, too - and in all likelihood, discover how
pleasurable it could be.

As their mouths got closer to her sex, their bodies turned, bringing
their hindquarters within even easier reach. Laurie took advantage of
the change by opening her eyes to look at the areas between their thighs
- and marveled at the smoothness of their skin and the contrast between
the two sets of vaginal lips. Both girls were obviously aroused, their
labia extended and parted, the area between shiny with their oils. Each
girl's clitoral hood was visible at the top of her cleft, the nubbin it
covered slightly exposed.

Laurie looked again at the exposed and parted vaginal lips each girl was
revealing. As she'd seen in the mirror, Melissa's were much like her
own: relatively thin, but somewhat long, her arousal turning them a dark
pink. On the other side of her, Natalie's labia were thicker, but only
of medium length, and looked darker than her sisters. Both sets looked
soft and smooth, almost delicate; and both girls were clearly aroused,
too, judging by their glistening.

Reaching out, Laurie cupped each girl's mons in her hand; her fingers in
their downy bushes as she used her thumbs to softly stroke each girl's
cleft and gently separate the petals of their sexual flowers. With each
movement of her thumb, Laurie heard Melissa and Natalie's breathing
catch in their throats - both were enjoying having her touch them so
intimately. As their arousal grew, and their vaginal lips separated even
more, Laurie found that she had a fairly clear view of the entrance to
each girl's vagina. Moving her hands slightly, she was able to use her
fingers to open them even more, and quickly saw that Melissa had,
indeed, broken her hymen - but that Natalie's was still intact.

That settled, Laurie's next considered action was to let the girls know
that SHE was ready to feel some pleasure by giving THEM pleasure.
Dipping a finger between Melissa's vaginal lips, Laurie collected enough
of her daughter's oils to lubricate the end of her finger, which she
then pressed against Melissa's entrance. Melissa groaned softly, and
pressed herself back against her mother's hand; in short order, Laurie
had nearly half her middle finger inside her daughter's tight, wet
vagina.

With her other hand, Laurie did much the same - except that instead of
poising her finger at the opening to Natalie's vagina, she moved to
begin softly stroking her youngest daughter's clitoris, instead.

Both girls paused in their activities for a few seconds - in both
surprise and pleasure at what Laurie was doing. Then they quickly picked
up where they left off - and went on to perform nearly identical
services for their mother: as Melissa was wetting her finger with
Laurie's oils, Natalie was applying a soft circular motion to Laurie's
clitoral hood. Another couple of seconds, and Laurie could feel Melissa
sliding her finger into her eagerly waiting vagina while Natalie
detoured to collect some of her mother's lubrication to use on Laurie's
exposed clitoris.

Several minutes went by like that, Laurie pleasuring the girls as they
did the same for her; but Laurie finally realized that there was simply
too much going on - that it simply wasn't going to work for her to try
and please both of them at the same time. That left her with something
of a quandary: who first? She loved both of them, dearly. Whichever one
she was with first, the other might feel hurt and left out. If she chose
Melissa, Natalie might see it as another case of 'oldest goes first'; if
she went with Natalie, Melissa could well view it as 'youngest gets
special treatment'. What to do?

Looking at them, she realized again that Natalie's fair coloration was
Ken's legacy - and the idea of being with him again, even through her,
had something going for it. But Melissa... Melissa reminded Laurie of
herself at that age - and the thought that it would be like making love
to herself had a certain perverse appeal; enough of one to make her mind
up for her.

She eased her finger out of Melissa and slid both hands down to begin
softly stroking the inside of each girl's thigh. After a few moments,
they paused, then lifted and turned their heads to look at her only in
curiosity - neither showed the slightest embarrassment or concern about
what the three of them were doing.

It took Laurie a moment to find her voice before she told them "I'm
sorry, girls, but I just don't think this is going to work."

Natalie and Melissa both looked at her in surprise and concern; she
realized what it must have sounded like to them, and quickly added "No,
I mean that I just don't think that it's going to work with me trying to
be with both of you at the same time like this. What you're doing feels
good - real good! I just can't divide my attention between both of you
at the same time. So what I want to do is just be with one of you, and
when we're done, I'll be with the other one. That way, I can make both
of you happy when it's your turn."

Melissa and Natalie glanced at each other before turning back to look at
Laurie. From the expressions on their faces, she knew that they accepted
what she'd just said - and perhaps even agreed with the reasons for it.
Neither of them looked as aroused and excited as she felt; she suspected
that both of them were feeling a little disappointed and let down.

"For my own reasons - and no, I'm not going to say what they are - I
think I want to go with Melissa first; if that's what you want, honey",
the last directed to her eldest daughter. Melissa looked pleased, and
quickly answered "Of course I do, Mom".

Natalie looked disappointed, and Laurie quickly told her "Don't be
sorry, dear. I think I'll still have plenty to give you when Melissa and
I are done!"

Laurie's words and tone of voice, along with the confidence she
displayed, seemed to convince Natalie that she would be getting as much
of her mother's time and enthusiasm as her sister. Thus reassured, she
carefully moved over a bit to make room for whatever Laurie had in mind
for Melissa.

Melissa realized what it was when Laurie gently tapped the inside of her
thigh until she raised her leg - and from there, went on to understand
what her mother was planning to do. The knowledge left her feeling
nervous and excited - nervous that she wouldn't be able to please her
mother, and excited that it was her mother that she was trying to
please.

Either way, she soon found herself straddling her mother's head; knowing
that her mother could see everything between her legs - just as she
could see between her mothers. The thought was exciting to her, and she
felt herself getting even wetter - and knew that her mother would be
able to SEE that she was getting wetter, which excited her even more.

Underneath her, Laurie saw the sudden increase in Melissa's arousal. It
took her a moment to understand that Melissa was as excited about BEING
in that position as she was to have her there. That thought aroused
Laurie - which was something that Melissa could see, in turn.

With Melissa having lost her cherry, Laurie decided to start things off
on somewhat familiar territory for her by again wetting a finger and
sliding it into Melissa's now-drooling vagina. After a few seconds,
Melissa returned the favor, and the two of them spent a couple of
stimulating minutes watching the other's labia and vaginal opening as
they slowly finger-fucked each other. Then Laurie raised the stakes a
bit by adding a second finger, which Melissa did, too. Laurie realized
just how young and inexperienced Melissa was as she slid her fingers in
and out of Melissa's surprisingly tight and wet channel.

After a little bit, Melissa seemed to realize that the fingers she was
using weren't filling her mother nearly as much, and opted to add a
third - and heard her mother's soft moan of pleasure when she did. They
spent the next few minutes slowly frigging each other, both of them
getting more and more aroused.

Laurie could see as her daughter got wetter and wetter, and the sight
and smell of it excited her. Finally, she couldn't resist any longer;
pulling her fingers free of Melissa's tight opening, Laurie lifted her
head and let her tongue trace a path between the petals of her
daughter's virgin pussy - and delighted in the taste of it. Soft and
delicate, the freshness brought back a flood of memories from her own
youth - how Michelle had tasted that first time, and how she'd found out
how SHE tasted when the two of them had soul-kissed that first time,
afterwards.

In only a few seconds, Laurie was eagerly lapping up all of her
daughter's precious nectar she could find; and she was finding a lot of
it.

At the first touch of her mother's tongue, Melissa froze, afraid that
her mother would somehow find her unpleasant. But when she not only did
it again, but started doing it so enthusiastically... well, that was all
Melissa needed to prompt her to do the same in return. Lowering her
head, she watched as her mother's vaginal lips clasped at the fingers
she slowly withdrew, realizing for the first time just how closely she
and her mother resembled each other, age differences aside.

Up close like that, Melissa could easily discern her mother's unique
smell - while vaguely similar to how she, and even Natalie, smelled,
there was still something about it that made it different, too. She
didn't have any hesitation about extending her tongue and letting it
collect some of the juices she saw at the opening of her mother's
vagina. When she did, her taste buds all but did a happy little dance in
her mouth - Mom was delicious! Unlike Natalie's sweet flavor, Mom was
more musky and spicy; and her oils were a bit thicker than what Natalie
produced. Melissa quickly went about licking up the ample supply her
mother was producing - then realized that Mom got as wet between her
legs as she did, herself. And with that thought, Melissa understood that
getting so wet inside wasn't such a bad thing, after all...

Off on the side, Natalie looked on as her mother and sister went about
using their mouths on each other. She'd watched as they used their hands
first, but was still slightly surprised when her mother lifted her head
and began licking Melissa. Natalie felt a little envious of Melissa,
getting to be first like that - but the arousal and desire she was
feeling from watching them was quickly overwhelming any lesser emotions.

She could smell both of them, of course - she was completely familiar
with Melissa's scent, and knew that the other could only be Mom's.
Between the smell of their excitement, and the sounds as they licked and
sucked on each other, Natalie could feel herself getting more and more
excited. That night that Mom had talked to both of them about sex, she'd
hid in the hallway to listen to what Melissa wanted to talk to Mom
about; she was amazed to learn that Melissa had broken her cherry while
using the handle of her hairbrush to masturbate! She was also surprised
and even just a little bit hurt when Melissa told Mom what the two of
them had been doing. But Mom didn't seem to mind, so Natalie supposed
that it was okay. Since then, though, she'd been thinking - a lot! -
about starting to use her finger inside herself, instead of just on the
outside. Melissa sure got excited when she put her fingers inside her,
and Natalie was starting to wonder if it really felt that much better.
If it did, she might even think about doing something to break her
cherry herself - except if she did, it wouldn't be by accident, like
Melissa; if she was going to do it, it would be on purpose, darn it!

Natalie was pulled out of her thoughts by the increasing sounds Melissa
and her mom were making - both of them were moaning almost non-stop; and
they were getting louder, too.

Melissa and Laurie were both doing much the same thing: happily licking
up the other's ample supply of fragrant oils until the readily available
supply was gone, then shifting over to tease and caress the erect
clitoris before them until the supply was refreshed again. Laurie's
greater experience gave her an advantage in their 'contest', but Melissa
was learning quickly - and enjoying the 'lessons' tremendously.

As the time passed, Laurie and Melissa both found themselves getting
closer and closer to their orgasms - and that simple fact served to
increase their pleasure even more. Their mutual pleasuring continued
until they reached their shared goal of bringing each other to orgasm.
Melissa was the first to climax, due entirely to her mother's mature
experience - throwing her head back, Melissa all but screamed as her
mother's tongue rapidly fluttered across her clitoris to push her into
the abyss of the most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced.

Beneath her, Laurie continued her oral assault through the first wave of
Melissa's climax, then eagerly switched over to lick up the heady oils
her daughter was producing in even greater quantities, her spasming
vagina all but pushing them onto Laurie's active tongue.

Melissa felt a series of incredibly powerful spasms pass through her
body as her mother continued to lick, and even probe, at her vaginal
opening with a tongue that had more talent than she'd ever thought
possible. As the waves of pleasure and release going through her body
gradually tapered off, Melissa silently resolved to bring her mother as
much pleasure as she had just experienced - and unhesitatingly applied
herself to her new task.

Underneath Melissa, Laurie could tell that she was 'coming down' from
what had obviously been an incredibly powerful orgasm. Still, she was
surprised when she felt her daughter's head drop to begin a furious
tongue-lashing of her clitoris - and even start softly sucking on it.
Although Melissa's oral skills had noticeably improved during their time
together, she was still more enthusiastic than talented - but that was
enough. In little more than a minute, Laurie could feel herself getting
closer and closer until, finally, she was there.

With a loud cry of her own, Laurie felt her body freeze in place as the
intense pleasure she was feeling in her clitoris finally broke free to
overwhelm her body and mind.

Above her, Melissa was both delighted and awed at the results she'd
managed to produce in her mother. As her mother cried out her release,
Melissa could smell a sudden increase in her mother's arousal, and
quickly moved her lips and tongue to take advantage in the new supply of
nectar suddenly available to her. Even as she could hear her mother
gasping and moaning, Melissa was lapping up the oils that all but flowed
out her mother's vagina, and sucking them off her blood-engorged labia -
and heard her mother groan even louder in response.

Next to them, Natalie could only sit there in awe at the obvious power
of the orgasms her sister, then her mother, had gone through. She and
Melissa had brought each other to orgasm before, of course - but never
anything like what she had just witnessed! As they'd pleasured each
other, she couldn'r help letting one hand start playing with her breasts
as the other slipped between her thighs; then, as their excitement and
arousal increased, so had her attentions to herself. She'd even dared to
let slip one of her fingers inside herself, surprised - and most
definitely pleased - at how good it felt. But even through her arousal,
she'd been careful not to penetrate herself too far, and eventually had
withdrawn it so she could use its slippery wetness to lubricate her
sensitive clitoris. She'd been on the edge when she'd heard Melissa cry
out; the obvious passion in her sister's voice caused her to pause in
amazement. But when Melissa had dropped her head back between her
mother's thighs, Natalie had begun diddling her clitoris furiously - and
unnoticed by either, brought herself to an orgasm that was stronger than
she'd ever felt before. She'd managed, just barely, to keep from
shouting when it hit; Melissa and Mom were having so much fun that the
last thing she wanted to do was distract or interrupt - it was simply
too exciting to watch them. And it was more exciting still as she heard
and saw her mother having her own powerful orgasm a few moments later.

As Laurie began to recover from her climax, she let her head fall to the
side - where she saw that Natalie was watching them with considerable
interest. And judging from the wetness between her thighs, Natalie's
interest had been enough to bring herself to her own climax, independent
of what her mother and sister were doing. Looking at Natalie's dark
labia, Laurie figured that Natalie must have orgasmed fairly recently -
perhaps between Melissa's and her own. She couldn't recall hearing any
additional noises from that time, but had to admit that she'd been more
than a little 'distracted'. Natalie saw her mother looking at her, and
blushed slightly - something that told Laurie that her daughter probably
had gotten herself off while watching the two of them.

Laurie could tell that Melissa was feeling a bit weak from their
activities - making Laurie smile to herself. For once, her age was
working in her favor: being older, she couldn't hope to keep up with
girls as young as her daughters; but she made up for it in stamina -
they might have four or five orgasms to her two or three, but she'd be
in better shape at the end than they would.

Reaching between them, she gently nudged Melissa until she turned
around. When they were facing each other again, Laurie smiled up at her
daughter and said "Thank you, dear. That felt really good."

Melissa smiled shyly, and answered "I'm glad you liked it, Mom. It felt
pretty good for me, too!"

Laurie put her arms around Melissa, and Melissa willingly let herself be
pulled down for a hug - and a kiss that reminded her of what SHE tasted
like, too, before Laurie released her to say "As nice as that was, I
think it's Natalie's turn now... if you want one?", the last part
directed at Natalie, who promptly answered "Oh, I want a turn, too, all
right!", making Melissa and Laurie both smile.

With her mother's help, Melissa managed to move off to the side so that
Natalie could find out for herself just what kind of lover her mother
could be.

Laurie sat up and moved over next to Natalie. She could see that Natalie
was still a trifle nervous, but clearly ready to have her own time with
her mother. Laurie lifted a hand to cup Natalie's face, and then lowered
her head so the two of them could share a soft kiss on the lips.

Natalie caught the smell, and a faint taste, of her sister's unique
aroma - and knowing that she was getting it second-hand from her mother
thrilled her to her core. Raising a hand, she gently cupped her mother's
breast before starting to caress it, and softly pull on its nipple. A
few moments later, she felt her mother's hand gently slide down to cup
one of her breasts, in return. The two of them kissed for nearly a
minute as they softly stroked each other's breast. When their lips
finally parted, Natalie could feel herself panting slightly.

Laurie looked down at Natalie and quietly asked "Are you ready, honey?"
- and got a solemn nod of affirmation. She lowered her head to kiss the
girl again, and wasn't particularly surprised when she felt her
daughter's tongue make a soft, tentative brush across her lips. Laurie
opened her own mouth, letting her tongue slip out to do the same to
Natalie; in short order, their tongues were introducing themselves to
each other.

As their kiss continued, Laurie carefully guided Natalie to lie on her
back. When their lips separated, Laurie began to slowly kiss her way
down her daughter's body; stopping when she got to the girl's firm young
breasts, where she happily took the end of one of them between her lips
to begin sucking and licking the youngster's nipple. When she did, she
heard Natalie's soft gasp, and felt her trying to move her head around
to do the same in return. Laurie turned slightly so that her breasts
hung down in front of Natalie's face, and Natalie quickly lifted her
head far enough to latch on to one of them, sucking and licking its
nipple as her hand moved to begin squeezing and caressing the other.

That seemed like a dandy idea to Laurie, and she quickly took Natalie's
other breast in her hand, marveling at how soft the skin was, and how
firm the flesh underneath. When she had the nipple in her mouth as long
and hard as possible, Laurie released it and moved her hand out of the
way so she could do the same to its mate - which was soon as long and
hard as the first. Back and forth Laurie went, from one breast to the
other until she had the tips of both of Natalie's breasts crinkled in
arousal and shiny with her saliva. Beneath her, Natalie had been doing
much the same, and Laurie could feel how tight her breasts felt from the
attention, and how hard her nipples were when the cool air flowed across
them.

With both of them breathing heavily, Laurie began to move on, again
kissing her way down her youngest daughter's body, her lips savoring the
softness and taste of Natalie's skin.

When her mom started kissing lower and lower on her body, Natalie knew
where she was headed, and felt herself getting even more aroused at the
thought that she and her mother would soon be looking at each other's
most intimate places. But along the way, she felt her mother's larger
breasts come in contact with her own - and was surprised at how erotic
it felt to have them pressing against hers; and how it made her tingle
to feel hers and her mother's nipples being dragged across each other's
breasts. She was even more surprised when she felt her mother rise up a
bit before moving around so that it was just their nipples touching and
brushing against each other. Then Mom lowered herself again, so that
their breasts were pressed together, and Natalie could feel her nipples
- and Moms! - getting hard again.

When she got close enough, Laurie paused for a bit, using her lips to
'comb' Natalie's blonde fleece, savoring how soft and fine it was. But
her goal was still ahead of her, and she once again started kissing her
way toward it, letting her nose follow the sweet, fresh scent of
Natalie's virginal aroma to its source.

When she went to lower her head between Natalie's parted thighs, Laurie
realized that her slightly greater stature might make it difficult, if
not uncomfortable, for Natalie to do anything in return. To solve the
problem, Laurie spread her thighs a bit more, lowering her pelvis even
closer to Natalie's face. She felt some movement beneath and behind her,
and turned her head to see that Melissa had pulled the cushion over and
tucked it under Natalie's head, giving her some support. Melissa saw her
looking at them, and Laurie smiled in approval at what she'd done;
Melissa just smiled before moving back out of the way.

Moving her head back between Natalie's legs, Laurie was pleased to see
that the girl was pretty well aroused: her labia appeared to be fully
extended, dark with her excitement, the area between them visibly wet
from the juices that were escaping her opening. Lowering her head even
farther, Laurie extended her tongue and let it trace a path from
Natalie's clitoris all the way down to her perineum, with a slight 'dip'
where her vaginal opening beckoned. The taste, as she'd expected, was
light, and almost sweet in its freshness. Behind her, she heard
Natalie's soft moan before the girl did the same to her - and getting an
answering moan.

With Natalie still having a maidenhead, Laurie wasn't about to try using
her fingers in the girl - but she knew full well that her tongue would
feel almost as good, and wasn't hard enough to deflower the youngster.
In a matter of just a few seconds, Laurie was applying her considerable
oral skills toward bringing her virginal daughter to a climax that she'd
remember for a good, long time.

Underneath her mother, Natalie was amazed and delighted with the things
that her mother was doing with her lips and mouth and tongue. The
sensations she was feeling in her clitoris and vagina were simply
incredible - so incredible that Natalie nearly forgot that her mother
was as available to her as she was to her mom. That lapse was soon
corrected, though, as Natalie began licking and sucking on her mother's
extended labia, and erect clitoris. As she applied herself, she realized
that her mom was producing a surprising amount of juices - maybe even
more than Melissa did! Natalie found the taste of them different that
what she was used to with Melissa - they were somehow stronger, and
perhaps even a bit thicker. But they were still delicious!

After an initial period of eager participation, Natalie began to realize
that she was feeling a whole lot more excited than her mother seemed to
be - and with that, realized that Mom was doing things that she,
Natalie, wasn't. So Natalie began to pay attention to just exactly what
her mom was doing, and how she was doing it - and started to do the same
things right back. Her efforts were rewarded by an increase in the oils
her mom was producing, along with a number of soft moans of pleasure.
That was all Natalie needed to finally understand that there was a lot
she still had to learn about pleasing another girl - or woman, for that
matter. She continued to pay attention to what her mom was doing, and
mirroring it - and as she learned just how to do the different things,
her mother did even MORE stuff to her, and Natalie learned from that,
too. Most of all, she learned that giving pleasure could be as much fun
- well, almost - as receiving it, and quietly resolved that she would
learn as much as she could about how to be a better lover for whoever
she was with.

For Laurie, the experience of having her youngest daughter learning how
to please her was initially a bit frustrating. But as the girl learned,
things got better and better. As Natalie learned how to arouse her,
Natalie's own arousal grew, too - making it even easier and more
pleasurable for Laurie to teach her. Back and forth, they fed off of
each other - figuratively AND literally - each one's arousal increasing
with the knowledge that she was exciting the other. It was only a few
minutes before Laurie felt Natalie start arching her hips up in pleasure
at what Laurie was doing. Laurie continued toggling back and forth
between lapping at her daughter's young, wet pussy, and using her lips
and tongue to tease and stimulate Natalie's erect and sensitive
clitoris. Wanting to teach Natalie something about how to please another
woman, Laurie was deliberately going about teasing her youngest child:
moving her along toward an orgasm, then letting her slide back a bit
before moving her forward again. She could hear the moans when she was
toying with Natalie's clitoris and the soft whimpers when she abandoned
it to clean Natalie of her virgin's oils.

But, as was inevitable, there came the time when there was nothing left
to do but bring Natalie to the edge of release, hold her there for
several long seconds, then push her into orgasm with a furious tongue-
lashing of the youngster's clitoris.

Natalie was delighted when Mom used her tongue to play with her clitoris
- she was so gentle and firm at the same time; it was heavenly! She
couldn't help making noises, though, when Mom went back to licking her
pussy - that felt good, too, of course, but nowhere NEAR as good as the
rest. It seemed like every time she really started to feel good from
having her clit played with, Mom would stop doing it, and go back to
licking her for a little while before starting on her clit again. It was
so exciting and so frustrating, all at the same time! Every time Mom
played with her like that, Natalie could feel herself getting even
closer to having an orgasm, only to have it pulled away from her for a
little while. Finally, she was so close, and Mom surprised her by not
stopping - at least not completely. Instead, her mother slowed way down,
teasing her SO bad! Natalie thought she was going to just I>die if
something didn't happen soon when her mom suddenly started fluttering
her tongue oh-so-lightly but oh-so-fast across her clit - and a couple
seconds later, Natalie thought she'd been hit by a train or something:
her whole body just froze, every muscle pulling against every other, her
mind going around in these crazy circles and not making any sense. Then
the force of it really hit her, and she literally screamed with the
pleasure and relief of it as a series of tidal waves of ecstasy washed
through her. Then, to top it all off, she could feel something pressing
into her - it wasn't hard enough to be a finger or anything like that,
but it was still firm enough that she could feel it pushing a little
ways past her opening. A moment later, she felt her mother's lips on the
outside of her pussy, and realized that what was pushing its way inside
her was her mother's TONGUE. Even as she understood that, she could feel
it rapidly sliding in and out of her... almost like it was... Oh, god!
Like it was fucking her! With that in her mind, Natalie felt the spasms
passing through her suddenly get more powerful as she again cried out
her passion and pleasure.

When Natalie screamed, Laurie's first thought was that the neighbors
would call the police. Then she realized that they were out in the
country now, and that the closest house was a good quarter mile away -
far enough, she hoped, that they wouldn't pay any attention to it, even
if they heard it, since it was just the one.

Laurie put her mouth over the entrance to Natalie's vagina, and started
trying to push her stiffened tongue into it. After a few moments, she
got the tip of it through; after that, it was relatively easy, and she
began sliding it in and out of the girl to give her an idea of what a
finger, or even penis, would feel like. She heard Natalie cry out again
- much softer, thankfully - and felt Natalie's young vagina start
clenching. Laurie once again regretted not having a longer tongue - all
Natalie's spasms did was to push her tongue out, forcing Laurie to
stiffen it and push it back in again as soon as she could.

Finally, after a couple of minutes that didn't last anywhere NEAR long
enough, Laurie felt Natalie's orgasm taper off, and finally stop. Behind
her, she could hear the girl's panting and the occasional soft moan as
an aftershock coursed through her.

Laurie gradually slowed her actions, and after licking up the oils that
had accumulated on Natalie's mons and inner thighs, lifted her head.
Looking back, she could see that Melissa was staring at them,
dumbfounded by the ferocity of Natalie's orgasm.

Smiling to herself, Laurie put her head back between Natalie's thighs
and started softly kissing them.

A couple more minutes went by before Laurie felt Natalie's head lift,
followed by the sensation of her daughter's tongue slipping into her
cleft. It didn't take long before Natalie was busily engaged in trying
to arouse her mother as much as possible, and bring her as much pleasure
and joy as she'd just experienced.

As with Melissa, Natalie's enthusiasm more than made up for her lack of
technique. It wasn't long before Laurie could feel herself getting
closer and closer to another orgasm - and this one promised to be a
doozy.

Natalie was trying to slide her probing tongue into her mother's wet
vagina, but not having much success - her tongue simply wasn't long
enough to get as deep as she wanted to. She didn't know that it was a
problem her father had had, too. In any case, she knew that her efforts
were still having an effect on her mom: she could feel the tight ring of
her mom's opening start clenching at the semi-rigid member trying to
push through it. Natalie finally had to give up when her mother's pussy
would just push her tongue back out every time she managed to get it IN;
she shifted her focus to her mom's erect clitoris, taking it between her
lips and circling it with her tongue as she started a soft, rhythmic
sucking.

Laurie was slightly disappointed when Natalie stopped trying to tongue-
fuck her - but forgave the girl when she took Laurie's clitoris and
started doing all those wonderful things to it at the same time. Laurie
had already been close to orgasm; the spasming of her vagina was the
last phase before it happened. Now, with Natalie stimulating her
clitoris that way, it was only a minute or so before Laurie felt herself
slip over the edge again, groaning loudly as a tsunami of pleasure hit.

Natalie knew when her mom started to orgasm - she simply froze in place
before groaning so loud that Natalie was afraid she'd done something
wrong. But that fear was quickly put to rest when she felt a small flood
of her mother's juices flow onto her upper lip. Natalie quickly licked
them off, then put her mouth over her mother's clitoris again, and
started sucking on it in time with the spasms she could feel in her
mom's body - and felt those spasms get stronger, in response. Pleased
with herself, Natalie kept her attention on making her mother's climax
as good as she could; after what Mom had done for her, how could she NOT
do it? Besides, it made her feel SO sexy, knowing she could make her mom
feel so good...

Even with Natalie's efforts, Laurie's orgasm could last only so long -
and as it finally slowed and softened, she felt Natalie's actions on her
clit slow and soften, as well. Two such powerful orgasms, so close
together and after so long with so few others, left Laurie feeling
thoroughly wiped out. Carefully, she moved herself from above her
daughter, and managed to get herself to a seated position, propped up
against the couch. She saw Melissa looking at her, and held an arm out,
inviting the girl for a hug. Melissa readily moved into her mother's
arm, and they hugged before Laurie let her head fall forward to give her
older daughter a kiss on the lips. Melissa welcomed it, tasting her
sister on her mother's lips, and felt herself getting aroused by that
fact. In return, Laurie welcomed the invitation when Melissa's tongue
touched her lips; and the two of them dueled tongues in each other's
mouths for several seconds.

Finally, though, Laurie simply had to rest, and let her lips pull away
from Melissa's. Leaning back against the couch, she wasn't surprised
when Natalie got up to a sitting position, and moved to the other side
of her from Melissa. Then each of them snuggled into her sides, pulling
her arms around them, each holding one of her hands on a breast. They
put their heads on her shoulders, and sat there quietly for several
minutes.

It was Melissa that finally spoke, saying "I... I didn't know it could
BE like that!"

Laurie laughed, and said "Oh, I think you'll find that it can be a LOT
better, once you learn a little more."

Natalie spoke up then, asking "Would... would you teach us, Mom?"

Laurie laughed again, and hugged both of them before answering "Yes,
honey, I'd be glad to. What you did - both of you! - felt good to me,
too. It's been a long time since I was with another girl, and what we
just did brings back a lot of happy memories - and reignites a few
passions, too. So if you want me to teach you how to make love with
another woman, nothing would make me happier!"

After a bit, Natalie got up and brought Melissa and Laurie the iced tea
they'd been drinking before retrieving her own; the ice had mostly
melted, but the additional liquid was just what they needed.

Some time later, the three of them got up, and at Laurie's invitation,
made their way to her room so the three of them could sleep together
that night - the girls bracketing their mother, and spooning with her
during the night.

When the three of them woke up the next morning, Laurie could see that
the girls were feeling a bit self-conscious, and perhaps even having a
little morning-after regret. To put them at ease, she turned and gave
each of them a kiss - full on the lips - before climbing out of bed and
letting them watch as she stretched. Smiling down at them, she said
"Thank you, both of you, for what you did for me last night. I was
feeling lonely and a little bit worried and afraid. But both of you came
to me to let me know that you love me, and you comforted me in one of
the best ways I know."

Both of them shyly smiled up at her, pleased with her words. Laurie went
on to tell them "I have to go out later, but before then, I want to take
a shower. As nice as it is, I still smell like a used brothel, and I
don't dare go out in public like that. Would either, or both, of you
like to join me?"

Melissa and Natalie answered by throwing back the covers and scrambling
out of bed to take places next to her. Arm in arm, they made their way
to her bathroom, where Laurie got the shower started as the girls
started molesting each other - and her. The groping and fondling
continued even after all of them were in the shower, and afterwards,
too. The only benefit was that Laurie knew that there were parts of
their anatomy that were VERY clean.

Over the course of the next couple of weeks, Laurie had several chances
to 'teach' the girls how to make love with another female - sometimes
with just one or the other; a few times, with both. In between, the
girls assiduously practiced their lessons. Sometimes, they would start
with each other before they even went to bed, and Laurie would be
witness to their lovemaking. Other times, she would be in bed at night,
and hear the cries of pleasure and release. When that happened, she
wasn't the slightest bit reluctant to throw the bedcovers back and
masturbate - and several times, she had the able assistance of Tojo to
make it even better.

She was home alone one afternoon, and started feeling exceptionally
horny for some reason. She tried to push it back, but there simply
wasn't any ignoring the 'itch' developing between her legs. She finally
gave in and went to her bedroom, stripped, and laid down on her bed
before slipping a hand between her thighs while the other moved to begin
squeezing her breast and pulling on her nipple. She teased herself for a
little while, waiting before she finally gave in and slid a couple of
fingers into her wet pussy, moaning softly as she did. It wasn't long
until she was enthusiastically sliding them in and out of herself; she
could feel how wet she was, and felt mildly pleased at how snug she
still was inside.

She wasn't surprised when she felt Tojo move between her legs; she
simply offered him her fingers, which her readily licked clean of her
juices before lowering his muzzle to start his enthusiastic licking of
her crotch. Laurie had long since lost any sense of guilt about letting
him lick her that way, and simply laid back to enjoy what he was doing.
It wasn't long before she felt herself getting close, and a little
later, felt herself going over the edge, her pussy clenching as Tojo
continued to lap up her abundant oils.

When she came down from her orgasm, she sat up; when she did, Tojo moved
back a little, and Laurie saw a brief flash of red underneath him.
Leaning over for a better look, she saw that his dick was sticking out
from its sheath - and sticking out a good, long way. She found herself
surprised at the idea that Tojo would get a doggy hard-on from licking
her pussy - and right on the heels of that, started wondering if this
was the first time, or if that happened to him all the other times
before. If it did... well, that was a pretty rotten thing to do, letting
him get her off like that, and leave him 'hanging' - so to speak - that
way.

She knew that it didn't take all that much to get guys off - more than
once, she'd used her hand to bring one of her dates to climax instead of
letting him fuck her. She figured that she could probably do the same
thing for Tojo - it wasn't like he was going to tell anyone she was
jerking him off, or anything.

Patting her legs to draw him closer, Laurie reached down to put her hand
on the furry sheath that usually hid his manhood - well, doghood, she
supposed, grinning to herself.

With him in her hand, Laurie was surprised to discover how big Tojo was
- he was easily as long as Ken had been, and noticeably bigger around.
Investigating a little farther, she found what felt like a knot in his
dick; when she touched it, Tojo whimpered slightly and hunched himself
in her hand.

"Aha!" she thought to herself. "That must be the part of his dick that
really gets him off. I'll bet if I can play with that, he'll get off
just as good as I do!"

With her hand still wrapped around his sheath, Laurie started stroking
Tojo's erect dick - and as she'd suspected, when she did it around the
knot she felt, he hunched himself in her hand as though fucking it.

She started to feel a little strain from leaning over, and released her
hold on Tojo so she could sit up. She patted her lap again, and he
jumped up, resting his forelegs on her lap. "Ah, that's better!" she
though, and reached under him again.

When she started stroking him again, Tojo seemed a little happier, and
was more willing to hump the circle of her fingers. She tightened her
grip a bit, and Tojo responded by wrapping his forelegs around one of
her legs, and arching his back as though trying to bury his dark red
dick in a bitch. Laurie held her hand steady for him, and in just a
couple of minutes, felt something hot and wet spraying on her leg.
Looking down, she saw that Tojo was cumming, spraying his canine semen
all over her leg. She continued to let him fuck her hand until he
finally released her leg and dropped to the floor. She turned loose of
him, and he backed away a little bit before turning to start licking his
dripping dick. As she watched, Laurie saw that the knot she'd felt was
exposed - it easily made his dick three times as wide as it was anywhere
else. Seeing it like that, she finally understood why she'd seen dogs in
the street standing ass-to-ass: it could only be because the male's knot
had gotten inside the female - a thought that both awed and frightened
her - and they'd gotten stuck that way until the knot shrank enough for
him to pull free. Laurie didn't even want to think about what would
happen if the male didn't wait - she could easily imagine the pain a
bitch would feel having something that huge forced out of her.

A tickling on her leg reminded her that Tojo had cum on her, and
Laurie's attention switched over to what had happened. Looking closely,
she could see that Tojo's cum was definitely thinner and clearer than a
man's - it was flowing down her leg almost like water. She collected a
little bit of it, rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger, deciding
that it had kind of an oily feel to it, too. She couldn't help lifting
it to her nose, only to find out that it didn't have any smell that she
could detect; she hesitated a moment, then delicately stuck out her
tongue to discover that it didn't have any real taste, either. Feeling a
little guilty, she wiped her fingers off on her leg, and then looked at
Tojo again.

He was sitting there panting, the pointed end of his dick sticking out
from its sheath; she couldn't help smiling as she asked "So, Tojo -
feeling better now?"

He licked his chops, as though saying "Yes, much better, thank you very
much."

Laurie laughed, and stood up to go into the bathroom for a shower. When
she came out, Tojo had left.

After that first experience of getting Tojo off, Laurie was careful to
do it again each time she let him lick her to what was invariably a
thundering orgasm. To her surprise, after her initial adventure with
him, it started taking him longer and longer to cum - and when he did
cum, there was more of it. The last time she did it, she was amazed at
the amount of fluid he'd sprayed out the end of his dick.

She also continued her lessons with the girls - and it didn't take long
before either one of them was quite capable of getting her off; she knew
that if - when! - they got the chance to use their considerable talents
on someone other than her or each other, there were going to be some
seriously pleased girls walking around!

Along the way, Melissa and Natalie had both gotten so relaxed and
comfortable around her that they'd stopped concerning themselves about
whether she saw them casually masturbating themselves. Not that they did
it to orgasm right there in front of her; rather, if they were feeling a
bit of an 'itch', they weren't above scratching it. It was through such
touches that Laurie finally saw it as Natalie discretely - and carefully
- slid a finger into herself. The girl didn't put it in far enough to
endanger her maidenhead, but that she was putting it there at all was
surprising.

Laurie continued to watch as Natalie became more and more confident
about sliding one of her fingers into her pussy, and sliding it in
farther and farther - but always stopping before she came in contact
with her hymen.

Laurie and Melissa were laying out in the back yard for some nude
sunbathing while Natalie opted to read a book in her room. Laurie was
only mildly surprised when Melissa told her "Mom? I didn't tell you
this, but I think Natalie's thinking about breaking her cherry."

"Thank you for not telling me, dear" Laurie answered, seeing Melissa
smile at the phrasing.

A couple of days later, Melissa was out with some friends while Laurie
and Natalie had a turn at nude sunbathing.

Deciding to take the bull by the horns, Laurie asked "Natalie, dear?"

"Yes, Mom?"

"You know that I don't mind if you want to masturbate. But I've noticed
that you've been putting one of your fingers inside, too. If it makes
you feel good, then that's okay. But is there anything you want to tell
me?"

There were a few moments of silence before Natalie finally said "Well,
I've uh, been kind of wondering, well, what it would feel like to have
something inside me. I mean, all the way inside me. My finger feels
pretty good, especially when I slide it in and out. So I've been
thinking about, well, maybe breaking my hymen."

"You know that once you do that, you're technically not a virgin any
more?"

"Yeah, I know."

"And that once it's broken, you can't UNdo it?"

"Of course I do, Mom."

"And you're still thinking about it?"

"Well, yeah. I know it's a forever kind of thing, but it feels SO good
when I have something inside me like that."

Laurie didn't think for a moment that the use of the word 'something'
didn't mean that Natalie had had more than just a finger inside. Instead
of making an issue of it, though, she simply asked "So why haven't you
done it yet?"

Another pause before Natalie answered "I, uh, kinda tried, once. But it
hurt, so I stopped."

"What did you do? I mean, how?"

Natalie hesitated before answering "I tried using one of Melissa's
tampons. I thought if I pushed it inside far enough, I wouldn't be a
virgin any more. But when I did it, it hurt, so I pulled it back out and
threw it away."

Laurie mulled it over, and asked "Do you really want to stop being a
virgin that much?"

"Uh, yeah, I do. I can see how good it feels for you and Melissa when
you have something inside you like that, and I how good it feels for me,
even with just the little bit of my finger I use. So yeah, I do want to
stop being a virgin."

Laurie sighed, and said "Okay, if you're that sure, then don't do
anything else to hurt yourself. Let me see if there isn't another way
that will be easier for you, okay?"

"Thanks, Mom!"

"It's okay, dear. All I ask you to do is really think about it some
more, okay?"

"I will", Natalie assured her.

With that out of the way, Laurie and Natalie both fell quiet.

True to her word, Laurie spent the next several days occupied with
trying to find a way to deflower Natalie with as little pain as
possible. She finally realized that the only SURE way was by a doctor -
and proceeded to discretely find an OB/GYN that would do it without
raising a fuss or telling anyone. It took some doing, and would cost her
extra, but she was willing to pay if it meant Natalie would have what
she wanted without being hurt. Laurie insisted on paying the doctor in
cash - the last thing in the world she wanted was an insurance claim to
turn up in the bank with the procedure listed as "deflowering virgin".

When Laurie told her about it, Natalie was thrilled, to say the least -
but managed to keep her composure for her mother's sake. She even went
so far as to say "Mom, I thought about it, just like you asked, and I'm
really, truly sure that I don't want to be a virgin any more. If the
doctor will really do it, I want to lose my cherry."

So Laurie got the money, and the two of them paid a visit to the
doctor's office. He applied a local anesthetic to Natalie's hymen, and
then carefully cut it in several places to ensure that it provided no
obstruction. He finished off by stopping any blood from leaking out by
inserting a tampon, and instructing her to change it ever few hours
until the next day. The whole thing took all of ten minutes from the
time he sat down between her spread legs and the time she was standing
up again. He wrote out a prescription for some pain medication,
explained a few things to them, and that was the end of it.

As he'd told them, Natalie didn't have any noticeable pain - by the time
the local had worn off, she had already taken the first dose of the
medication he'd prescribed. When that ran out, she'd healed enough that
all she felt was a mild discomfort; and even that lasted only a couple
more days. By the end of a week, she was happily filling herself with
one, and sometimes even two, fingers. It wasn't much longer until Laurie
and Melissa were doing the honors, as well.

Laurie was continuing her solitary pleasures, with Tojo ably assisting
her nearly half the time. Each time, after she'd found her own release,
she took care of Tojo as well. But each time she 'relieved' him that
way, she caught herself looking at his dick, fascinated by its size. And
when she was looking at it, she felt herself getting aroused again;
aroused in a way that reminded her that it had been well over a year
since she'd had a hard piece of meat sliding between her labia.

Finally, after one of their 'encounters', Laurie finally made the
connection between the hollow feeling she had inside, and the hard penis
she was holding. Her first thought was "That's gross!", and she pushed
it out of her mind. But a bit later, it came back - the second time, she
thought to herself "It's ridiculous. Sure, I haven't gotten any since
Ken died - but a dog? We aren't even the same species!" before
dismissing it again.

It stayed out of her mind, then - at least, until she let Tojo lick her
to another climax. As she was letting him hump himself to relief in her
hand, it crossed her mind to wonder if female dogs had climaxes from
being fucked like that - and promptly on the heels of that thought, it
occurred to her that damn near any female that liked to fuck would get
off with a pile-driver like Tojo in her! Laurie paused then, considering
the thoughts she'd just had - and realized that the last one had some
validity. With a guilty shudder, she admitted to herself that if SHE
could get fucked that way, she'd sure as hell climax from it! But
still... Tojo was a dog, and she was a human.

She swore off Tojo for a while, trying to keep from having the thoughts
she'd had about having sex with him. But the orgasms she had when he
licked her the way he did... she eventually gave in, and let him bring
her to a simply glorious climax. When it was over, she simply didn't
have the heart to deny him the same kind of pleasure he'd brought her.
As he was finding his relief in her hand, it finally sank in for Laurie
that Tojo had a dick that needed a pussy. She had a pussy that needed a
dick. As she remembered thinking before, it wasn't like he was going to
tell anybody. As long as she was careful not to let his knot get inside
her... well, she figured she would have all the orgasms she could
handle.

With the decision made, Laurie didn't delay putting it into practice.

She released her hold on Tojo's penis, and after a few seconds, he
stopped hunching his hips as he realized that there wasn't anything for
him to fuck. He released his hold on her leg and dropped to all fours
before turning to lick his twitching dick a few times. He looked up at
her and whined, and Laurie couldn't help looking at the mass of meat
hanging below his belly.

With a slight shudder, she patted her lap, inviting him to jump up
again. He did, and she scooted herself to the edge of the bed before
taking his forelegs and pulling him closer as she laid back. Tojo could
feel something brushing against his penis and started hunching himself
against her as he tried to find a hold to sink his dick into. But the
position she was in was simply too foreign to him, and he eventually
gave up to pull away and drop to the floor again.

By that time, Laurie was too entranced with the idea of finally having a
hard dick inside her. She realized that the dog probably didn't have the
faintest idea of how to do what she wanted - he only knew how to do it
HIS way: doggie style. She quickly slid off the bed, and moved to her
hands and knees. That was something more familiar to Tojo, and he
quickly moved to wrap his legs around her waist - but she wasn't a dog,
and he dropped back to the floor after arching his hips a few times.

Laurie looked back and saw that his dick was starting to disappear back
into it's furry sheath; she realized that if she was going to get him to
fuck her, she was going to have to do something to get him started. She
quickly put her hand between her legs, and slipped a couple of fingers
into her wet pussy; taking them out, she offered them for Tojo's
inspection. He was drawn to the familiar scent, and readily licked her
fingers clean - then went on to stick his nose - cold! - between her
legs. He recognized the source, and began to lick her again. Looking
back again, Laurie saw that almost his entire penis had pulled back
inside his sheath. She felt disappointed, but consoled herself with the
fact that his long tongue was busy between her legs again. She lowered
herself to rest on her elbows as Tojo continued to lap up the juices she
was starting to produce again.

After a bit, she felt him pause; when she looked back, she could see
that his penis was starting to appear again! About that time, she felt
him jump up and wrap his legs around her waist again - and a moment
after that, felt him start hunching forward, the wet tip of his penis
touching her all around her empty vagina. Reaching back between her
legs, she was able to cup his sheath in her hand, and then guide him
enough that she felt the end of his erect member slip between her labia.

With a single, hard thrust, she felt Tojo bury his hot dog-meat in her
pussy - and if she hadn't been so wet and eager, he never would have
gotten it into her. She'd known that he was big - but it had been a long
time since she'd had someone inside her that way, and her vagina had
apparently gotten smaller; he was so big around that it felt like he was
going to dislocate her hips; and he was so long that she wondered if the
end of his dick was going to come out her mouth. Oh, yes, he was filling
the empty place in her; filling it far better than she'd even dared
hope. Then, incredibly, he started fucking her - fast and hard, his
balls swinging forward to bounce off her erect clitoris with each
thrust.

Laurie could only hold herself still, she was so stunned at the powerful
fucking she was getting from her canine lover - he was so big, so hard,
so HOT; she couldn't help whimpering in pleasure as he pounded his doggy
dick into her tight, wet pussy.

In little more than a minute, Laurie felt herself having an orgasm - a
good one. Then, a couple minutes later, another - even stronger. Then
another, stronger still. She was on the verge of having a fourth orgasm
when she felt something large and hard bumping against the entrance to
her vagina - and suddenly realized what it was: his knot. With a shouted
"NO!", she clamped down with her pussy to keep it from slipping into
her. Her effort worked - it stayed outside her. But the sudden
tightening of her vagina had a different effect on Tojo: he came. She
felt him press himself against her, and a moment later, she felt hot
jets of canine cum filling her stretched pussy. That was all she needed
to climax yet again, this one the most powerful by far. She was still
shuddering from it when she felt Tojo back away, pulling his dick - his
incredible, wonderful dick! - out before dropping to all fours. When he
was gone, she could feel the cool air INSIDE her over-stretched cunt as
small rivers of jism ran down the insides of her thighs. Laurie could
only hold herself there, resting as she tried to ge