When Holly woke up on Sunday, she didn't want a repeat of the previous day. Even so, she lounged about in her tanktop and panties, making excuses for not getting up. She hadn't felt that lazy since she was eleven.
Around nine, Kelly poked her head in, announcing she was headed off for Ashleigh's, this time to work on a project, and would be back for dinner. Holly waved her older daughter away and picked up the still unopened manila envelope, dumping the contents on the bed. A music CD fell out, labeled "Holiday Music: Play Me." At first Holly put the disk down to look over the other materials, but after glancing at it several times, took it to the living room and put it in her stereo. The music started out softly, so Holly turned up the volume. It was soothing, just what she wanted to hear. She closed her eyes and pictured a scene around a blazing fireplace where she felt warm and loved. With the music playing, she tottered back to the bedroom.
At ten, Riley stopped by her room to ask about lunch. Holly told her daughter she was taking a Mommy Day and to warm up some leftover Chinese if she was hungry. As her younger daughter left, she closed the door behind her.
Having the door closed muffled the music from the stereo playing in the living room. For a moment, Holly noticed something wrong. Though she couldn't detect it, the faint instructions on the barely audible track were no longer repeating within her brain. She then cracked the door open once again. Ah, that was better. Her subconscious brain signaled that the re-programming was again working to perfection.
On returning to the bed, Holly spied a romance novel sitting on her dresser. She had started it months ago, but never got around to finishing it. This would be the perfect time.
Starting from the first chapter, she once again began perusing the triangle between the red-bearded pirate, the damsel he kidnapped, and the dashing lieutenant sent to capture them.
Holly skipped parts she remembered, delving down for the romantic and gratuitously sexual scenes. After a few chapters she felt herself drifting off to sleep. In her dream, the dark lieutenant began looking like the mysterious stranger from her past, Nick, while the pirate appeared to be her long departed husband, Greg. The two fought over the damsel, even to having a climactic sword fight to win the girl.
The book dropped from her hand, startling her awake. As she regained her senses, she noticed her other hand inside her panties, idly rubbing her clit.
She pulled off the constricting garment, tossing it across the room. She had a feeling of déjà vu from the day before, but didn't care.
Why am I doing this? she thought as her dream faded. Still her fingers continued at their feverish pace until she let her body explode yet again.
I've got to stop doing that, she thought as she recovered.
A knock at her door startled Holly. Quickly, she covered herself with the only object at hand, her retrieved book.
"Mom, Mrs. McCann's here," said Riley as she opened the door. "Oops. Didn't know you were…" said her daughter, swinging the door closed.
"Be with you in a minute." Holly sat up, trying to recover her sanity, when the door reopened, and Crystal McCann entered, her head turned to thank the helpful girl. "Oh my."
"Hi Crystal," said Holly, the book still in place.
"Riley said I could come on in." Her eyes focused between Holly's legs. "I…I, uh, read that book too. I found it rather arousing, er, stimulating, er, I mean enlightening. I loved the lieutenant and his… big sword. He could have fucked me six ways to Sunday with that."
Holly didn't expect such a statement from the normally conservative and rather religious woman she thought she knew. "Could you close the door?"
"Oh yes of course." The door closed but the woman's eyes never strayed from the book.
"So you read this book, too?" asked Holly as she lifted the novel to reveal her pussy. "What do you think?"
"Delectable." Crystal gulped. "Oh, the book. Well, since my husband left me almost five years ago, those are the only men who have visited my bedroom." Her eyes still stared at Holly's private region.
I wonder where this is going to lead, thought Holly.
Upstairs the girls laid down on Riley's bed, their legs dangling over the edge. While Riley had on her weekend slop clothes, an old ragged tee shirt and a pair of track shorts, Chloe wore a dress shirt and woolen skirt. It was almost like wearing school clothes all week long.
"Your mom was doing what?" asked the visitor.
"It's called masturbating, Chloe. I would have thought you knew all about it."
"Well, I…do. You do it too, right?"
"Twice a day and five times on Sundays. My sister accidentally showed me when I was ten. I rarely miss a day. So why are you shocked about what I saw?"
"I could see us girls doing it. But your mom… It's just I didn't think old people did that."
"My dad died years ago, and she hasn't dated much since. I hear if you don't keep doing it, everything gets real rusty. I don't think she even uses birth control anymore."
"Eww. So what do you think my mom did when she saw your mom?"
Riley grinned. "As I closed the door, your mom was staring at my mom's pussy."
"Eww."
"Don't be such a girl."
"Riley, your mom's pretty hot, but for my mom to stare. Eww. It's not like mine's a lesbo or anything, right?"
"Are you sure? I mean, she didn't run out and get a new boyfriend after your dad left, did she? Besides, I heard we all start out that way. I mean, even if I like boys, I sometimes look at you."
"You… you do?"
"Chloe, I think you're pretty. I just know your boobs are going to be as big and perky as your mom's. Just sitting next to you sometimes makes my heart flutter."
The girl reached over and took Riley's hand. "Mine feels funny too. I thought it was just me." She rolled toward her friend and gave Riley a peck on the cheek before rolling back.
Riley responded by rolling toward Chloe and giving her a real kiss on her lips. "Two can play that game." However, she didn't roll away.
Chloe's left leg wrapped over Riley's as she pulled closer. "I love having you next to me." This time she added tongue to the kiss.
Riley's right hand ran up her friend's bare thigh and rubbed her panty-covered ass. Then she squeezed the perfect globes through the material.
"Our moms are downstairs," whispered Chloe pulling out of the embrace.
"Don't worry. My mom won't enter without knocking first. Besides, I bet they're going farther than us by now. However…" Riley sat bolt upright and turned to her friend, "I have an idea. Tell me it isn't brilliant."
"What?"
Riley walked over to her nightstand and extracted the orange tube of goo. "Remember when we bought this at the pop-up store. I've used this and tasted it, but I want to lick it from you."
"Eww. I mean, oooh." Chloe reached into the skirt pocket. "I got my cherry one. And I bought a banana one with my mom when we visited the mall."
"You are getting so tricky." She scanned up and down the girl on the bed. "Where should I put it first?"
Chloe giggled with the anticipation. "I might like it on my nipples."
"Excellent." Riley began unbuttoning her friend's shirt and then pulling it open to reveal a beautiful chest. Flat, just like hers, but with a shade darker areolas. "Let me try them without." She leaned forward and licked both the left and right. Chloe mewed like a kitten as she did.
"My turn," said the guest as she pulled the shirt over Riley's head. The tiny pink pads almost blended in with the girl's pale skin. Chloe returned the favor by sucking on the tiny nipple sticking up.
"Now for the goo," said Riley. She applied her tube to the left nipple of her friend, but also to her own right nipple. "This way we can do a taste test."
"Now that's brilliant." Chloe applied hers to the remaining unflavored locations. "You went first before, so I'll lick you first this time."
"Agreed." Riley actually liked that idea.
Chloe chose the banana-coated one since it was her favorite flavor. She expected it to be like the other test, only with a sweeter taste. Instead, the first touch of her tongue sent shock waves through her body as though an electric current coursed through it.
Riley's were even stronger. Her knees went weak and she fell backward onto the bed. "What's in that stuff?"
"Whatever it is, I want more." Chloe dove onto the bed and sucked Riley's nipples while offering hers. Soon their sharing had the girls quivering in each other's arms. "Was that sex?"
"I don't think so, but it was better than they told us in Health class."
They continued until their tongues couldn't taste anymore. "Hold me," said the worn-out Chloe.
"Of course," said Riley as her eyelids grew heavy. "I think I love…"
And both headed for dreamland.
Thinking she needed to break the spell, Holly rose and went to her dresser. She pulled out a clean pair of panties and put them on. This snapped Crystal out of her trance. "So now, what can I do for you? I don't think you just came over to ogle me."
"Oh, no, Holly. It's not like me in the least. It was almost like I was hypnotized or something. I couldn't control myself."
"Here, have a seat." Crystal started to sit on the end of the bed, but Holly thought better of it and directed her away from the bed and into a chair, a location less likely to be… wet.
"I came over to volunteer to help with the sleepover. I'm the other single mom, and that would let the others prepare for the holidays without their daughter underfoot. I remember how hectic it gets on the weekends leading up to Christmas."
"That's so nice of you. I'll take you up on that. I haven't looked through the material they provided, other than putting on their music CD that's playing right now."
"I love that music." As though they had a mind of their own, Crystal's thighs clenched together when she said that.
"I've had it running continuously since this morning. I figured I'd get tired of it by now, but I could listen to it forever."
The woman smiled and closed her eyes. "I agree. It's so soothing. And there's something else. Ever since I came in, I felt inspired to have sex." She opened her eyes and looked longingly at Holly. "This is just silly." She took three deep breaths. "Okay, I'm back to normal. But…"
"But what?"
"Could you make me a copy?"
"I was going to make one for each family. The instructions suggest doing that to get the girls in the mood."
"Good. I know my Chloe could use a mood change. She has this 'I want to be alone' attitude these days. She doesn't want anyone to touch her or anything" After a huge sigh, she continued. "Oh well. What else needs to be done?"
"I'll schedule a meeting with the SixPack and their mothers on Tuesday so they can get the information in plenty of time before the sleepover. That would give them almost ten days to make arrangements. Do you think we need to go over anything before then?"
Crystal thought for a moment. "I think… well, maybe we should. Kind of a get together so we find out more about each other. If you know what I mean."
Holly looked into her eyes. "Perfectly." She leaned over and kissed her new friend. "Does that help?"
"Oh, yeah. I've been wanting to do that since I walked into the room. Only…"
"Only what?"
"Only, not on those lips."
Holly took the three steps to the door and flipped the lock. "I think Riley can entertain Chloe for a bit longer."
"Think they'll have as much fun as us?"
Holly thought about the two youngsters kissing and got even hornier. Without saying a word, she grabbed Crystal and pulled her to her feet, her face to Holly's.
Seconds later both shed their remaining clothes and collapsed onto the bed. They flipped around into a sixty-nine to lick and suck on the other's pussy. And soon they had their partner in the midst of a climax.
Holly turned around, holding onto her lover. "Wow, you're fantastic."
"You too. I haven't done that in years. Not since high school."
"Really? I never figured you for a teenaged rug muncher."
"There's a lot you don't know about me. Nobody does." She kissed Holly tenderly. "But I might just confide in you." She kissed her again. "I think…I think I might be falling in love with you."
"Me too."
Chloe kissed her host on the lips. "Wake up, Riles."
"Did you need to do that?"
"You didn't like my kiss?" said the pouting girl.
Riley kissed her back. "It was just that you woke me from a dream. And I was dreaming about being with you."
"And what were we doing?"
Riley stroked Chloe's hair. "A little of this." Next she rubbed her friend's bare chest. "And a little of that." And then her fingers walked down her friend's tummy and tickled her belly button. "and finally…" The fingers continued down the girl to the hem of her skirt. Then with an about face, the fingers went under the fabric and traveled to the panties. Chloe parted her thighs and let her BFF touch her most private place. She shuttered as her friend traced her lips.
"What a nice dream," she said. "Want to see what I could do without dreaming?"
"Oh yes."
Chloe began her attack with little foreplay. Her left hand explored her friend's bare inner thigh followed by her fingers stroking a pussy through the old shorts.
"Go inside," said Riley. "Please."
Doing as she was commanded, Chloe found the virginal slit and then the sensitive clit. Once located, she massaged them, switching back and forth, with Riley getting wetter and her breathing erratic.
"Oh, Chloe, I love you."
"Then do me too."
Riley went under the skirt and inside her panties. She inched them down, away from the hot pussy and then mirrored her friend, now lover's, touch.
They gave each other a series of small, yet pleasurable orgasms as their efforts continued for what felt like forever. Time stood still while flying by.
"Enough," cried Chloe after too many to count. And she pulled her hand back.
Riley did the same, instead wrapping her arm over her friend. "Sweet dreams, my sister," she said as exhaustion overcame them both once again.
Holly softly knocked on the door before quietly swinging it open. She and Crystal peeked into the room before gingerly closing it once again.
"They look like little angels," said Crystal.
"Yeah. How far do you think they went?"
"They still have some of their clothes on, though Chloe's skirt was a bit mussed. Not as far as we did, I would guess."
Holly giggled. "And with their hormones raging at that age, I figure the sleepover will turn into a pussy-licking orgy."
"Do we call it off?"
Holly shook her head. "As long as nothing gets dangerous, we let the SixPack go. When we were their age, didn't we get wild?"
Crystal laughed at Holly's reaction. "Were you that horny as a kid?"
"No. Actually, I had Kelly by that age. I was breastfeeding and changing diapers. That killed my social life."
Crystal smiled. "I was almost 16 when Chloe came along. Never had that part of the teen life, but I got lots of dates. I was voted class slut. Don't tell Chloe. She thinks I was a virgin when I met and married her father."
Holly kissed her friend. "My lips are sealed. Let's let them sleep awhile and make them a special dinner, say in an hour or so. In the meantime, you could use a shower. Mine's big enough for the two of us. Want to try it?"
Crystal took her hand. "Lead on. I feel extra dirty."
"Hey, Ma. What's for dinner?" Kelly yelled as she entered the house.
"House guests," replied her mother as she and then Crystal emerged from the kitchen. Both wore long white aprons and…nothing else.
"Did I miss something? Where's the brat?"
"Your sister is upstairs entertaining Chloe."
Kelly stared at her mother and the other woman. "Is this the new dress code?"
"We were cooking spaghetti and didn't want to get a tomato stain on our clothes," said Crystal. "I often cook this way at my house. Are you offended?"
"No. It's Rule 47."
"What's that, dear?"
Kelly chuckled. "You'll find out soon enough."
After dinner, the women locked themselves in the bedroom, supposedly going over the plans for the slumber party. The younger girls decided on a bubble bath and only got out when the water got too cold.
That left Kelly who spent the night exploring her deflowered labia and running through baby names, just in case everything went according to plan.
All the time, the CD kept repeating the same songs with the subtle message of their instructions inside.