I wanted to ask what was going on, but something told me to be patient, so I was.
She put the phone down, face down and then reached over to the plastic bag. Handing me the empty plastic bag she smiled the same mischievous and nervous smile as she said “Today is about you”.
Not understanding I opened the bag and found it wasn’t empty after all. Inside the bag was a pair of wadded up panties. Pulling them out I looked at her, questions filling my head. Before I could ask any of them she handed me the phone.
Taking the phone I looked at the screen and I was instantly rendered speechless.
Filling the screen of her phone was a picture of her oldest daughter, Hanna, standing on a boat wearing a bikini. With the ban on talking about her family recently lifted, I had seen pictures of her two daughters, but never any dripping with implied sexual innuendo. Yes, it was “only” a bikini pic, but it was obvious she’d chosen this picture to entice me.
If I had been caught off guard before, I was completely knocked on my ass when she took the panties out of my hand and slowly moved them to my face. Holding them just under my nose she said “These are the ones she wore two days ago”
My cock hardened even more hearing that, but my mind didn’t know how to process what was going on. The woman who, until recently, wouldn’t even say her daughter’s name was suddenly showing me a picture of her oldest daughter, in a bikini, while pressing her worn panties to my face. She was doing this right after stripping and grinding on my lap, thus ensuring I was turned on. I certainly wasn’t complaining, but I didn’t understand why she was acting so out of character.
As I sat there, perhaps more confused than horny (if that was possible), she pulled the panties away from my face and pressed them into my hand. I then felt her guide my hand upwards, until I was holding the innuendo heavy fabric to my own face.
The panties now in place, she took her phone from my hand and guided my newly empty hand, downwards to my cock. She held the phone up so I could still see the suggestive picture and then she leaned in, once again pressing her breasts against my chest. She opened her mouth and sucked on my ear before whispering “Show me you enjoy my gift”
She squeezed my hand around my cock and then started guiding it up and down. She spoke again, “Show me what you’d do if I left these panties and her picture here with you. I want to see how they’d make you cum”
Understanding finally why she had been so guarded and acting so differently, I began moving my hand. I knew this couldn’t be easy for her, she had likely been struggling with whether or not she could do this up until the moment she made the first move which set these events forever in motion. The analytical side of my brain wanted to know “why”, “why now” and “what changed”, but common sense and arousal stopped any of those questions from being asked; after all, the answer was irrelevant to enjoying the moment.
Once more she pulled back slightly, letting her gaze switch between me enjoying the private scent of her daughter and the indecent reaction it was having on my cock.
As she sat on my lap, watching me masturbate, she gingerly pulled my hand off my cock up to her mouth. She sucked on my fingers slowly and seductively. I turned to look from the picture she’d given me to what she was doing. Firmly, but gently, she nudged my head back towards the phone, making it clear that my thoughts weren’t to be on her or anything “she” was doing. Whatever her reason, today she wanted my thoughts directed towards the most taboo person she could offer..
As I inhaled Hanna’s scent, I felt Cindy’s tongue slowly lick the palm of my hand, making it slick. After one more pass with her tongue she lowered my hand back down to my hard and awaiting cock. As before, she guided my hand to stroke my cock a few times, as if I was unaware of what to do, and then she let go.
Repositioning her hand on the phone, Cindy swiped the picture and another image appeared on the screen. Staring back at me was a picture of a girl I didn’t recognize. She too was in a bikini, and before I could ask the obvious question, Cindy said, “That’s April”. Cindy didn’t have to explain who April was. I knew from our frequent chats that April was a long time friend of both her daughters, primarily Hanna.
Another swipe of her finger and a different picture of Hanna displayed on the screen. In this one she was wearing pajamas.
The pajamas weren’t anything sexy or revealing, it was just Hanna in a shirt and flannel pajama pants with her hair messed up slightly. The picture looked like it had been taken one morning before she’d gotten ready for the day. Unlike the bikini pics, this one carried no underlying insinuation, so it felt out of place from everything else that was going on.
Cindy reached her hand back to my cock, lifted my hand once more to her mouth and slowly licked my palm. This time she just let go after ensuring I was well lubricated, and I returned my hand to my hard and throbbing cock.
She leaned in closer and began whispering in my ear, as if she were in danger of someone overhearing. Her quiet whispers in my ear added to erotic nature of what was going on. It was as if what she was about to tell me was somehow worse than me being caught masturbating to the image and scent of her daughter. From her very first whispered word I was mesmerized, knowing none of this she did lightly.
“When Hanna was younger, I found one of her diaries while cleaning her room. I normally believe in respecting privacy, but as a parent, sometimes you need a heads up on what’s going on in your kid’s life. No one was home at the time, so I read portions of it”, Cindy breathed into my ear..
“As you know, April and Hanna have been best friends for years. April’s home life isn’t the best so it’s not unusual for her to spend the night at my house. We don’t have an extra bed, so when April does stay over, they sleep in the same bed, which is fine because they’re girls”.
As I continued stroking my cock, I took a brief break from the innocent scent perfuming the panties, so I could swipe the picture on the phone and get another look at April.
“One night when she was staying over, the two girls were talking while in bed. April was dating and she started telling Hanna about how she’d been making out with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend had started to reach under her clothes, but she stopped him. He was understanding, didn’t pressure her and nothing else happened. April stopped him because she was nervous, having never done anything like that before. She was afraid she’d screw something up or he wouldn’t like what she did, but most of all, she didn’t know what to expect and that terrified her.”
I removed my hand from my cock and Cindy took a break from her story long enough to re-wet it before flipping the picture off of April and back to Hanna.
Her voice was still low as she continued, “Hanna reluctantly told April she couldn’t offer any advice because she hadn’t ever done anything like that with a boy either. The two friends laid next to each other in silence for a moment before Hanna suggested, ‘Maybe you wouldn’t be so nervous if you just knew what it was like’.”
My heart sped up and my cock twitched so I backed off from the way I was stroking my cock as I didn’t want to cum before Cindy’s story was over. I wasn’t sure if the story was true or not, but in the moment it didn’t matter. I’d never heard Cindy talk like this, especially about her own daughter. Even if this turned out to be a fictitious story, just knowing Cindy was actively encouraging me to cum like this was a step in her “training” I didn’t think we’d reached yet . The only issue I had with any of this was….I didn’t know if I could hold off cumming long enough to hear the entire tale.
“I think Hanna’s reply had been exactly what April had actually wanted, but had been too afraid to ask for directly. April responded to her friend’s implied offer by reaching under the covers and sliding both her pajama pants and panties off.”
Cindy continued her story as I stroked my cock lightly, the pajama picture staring back at me from her phone and scent from the panties begging me to wonder what it might have been like to be in the room that night.
“Both girls laid in bed, under the covers, both naked from the waist down. April turned towards Hanna and the lips of the best friends touched for the first time.”
Cindy swiped twice, displaying the picture of Hanna in her bikini again, giving me the most unobstructed view of her body she could offer. She then slid her hips back on my legs slightly and moved her hand between our bodies. Her gaze followed as her hand descended, allowing her to watch as I stroked my cock. My eyes left the phone and I watched intently as her hand disappeared into her panties, destined for her sensitive clit.
“They kissed and made out for a while before either girl allowed their hands to wander. Hanna’s hands roamed first, since April was the one who had expressed unease about what to expect. Hanna treaded cautiously as she touched, licked and soon sucked on her best friend’s breasts. Hearing the encouraging gasps and moans from her friend, Hanna inched her other hand lower until she discovered that April was very wet…nearly as wet as she herself felt. Hanna then did what any good friend would do…she lent her friend a helping hand”
“Hanna explored and fingered April’s pussy as she sucked on and teased her breasts. It wasn’t long before April’s hands had found Hanna’s breasts and then her pussy as well. The two girls stayed up most of the night, touching, fingering and getting each other off. The next morning they woke up next to each other, still wearing only their shirts. Instead of pretending like the previous night’s activities hadn’t happened, their hands went under the covers once more”.
At this point Cindy pulled away slightly, her breathing more ragged as she rubbed her own pussy. She spoke louder and more clearly as she stated words I’ll never forget.
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