Chapter 3

After the night with Violet, Maddi, and me, I know that your hopes and dreams would be that there was a giant les-out where we all made love with each other day after day after day after day.

Unfortunately, real life often presents its challenges.

Violet had been kind enough to host us and requested three days off while we were there. At the same time, Maddi and I had jobs to attend, and since she was new to the workforce, Maddi did not have the same amount of vacation time as I did.

The evening after that memorable night was our flight home. I was aroused that morning to some sweet, gentle love next to me, as Maddi was eating Violet when I awoke. I grinned and played with myself while watching until Violet came into her mouth.

But the time was ticking.

Maddi and I had to leave. Violet drove us to the airport, where we hugged and kissed our goodbyes, promising to stay in touch and see each other again.

After all, we did have 3Dx.

By the time we made the flight and drove home, Maddi and I were both spent crashing into our respective rooms almost immediately. Oh, did that time zone kick my butt!

I wished I had planned better, but I had to work the next day. Maddi had work and a lot of schoolwork to catch up on. Finals were approaching, and missing a week did not help, even at a community college.

A few times, I worried that things had gone too far, that Maddi was embarrassed to even talk with me. But we finally had an evening together three nights later, where she opened the dinner conversation with her adoration for Violet.

I’m glad we made that trip, Mom! And not just because of the marathon! I loved hanging with Violet and you.” She popped a bit into her mouth and chewed for a moment. “She can eat pussy!”

I couldn’t suppress my giggle, managing only a nod in agreement as I tried not to choke on my meal. “She certainly knows how to please another woman,” I managed to get out.

She giggled. “Was that your first time with another woman?” she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

I nodded. It was indeed a wonderful experience. I’m glad my first time was with her. And I was delighted Maddi was there to watch, I thought to myself, not wanting to overstep.

Maddi nodded vigorously. “Yeah. I’m glad she was my first, too! And I was glad I was there to watch, I added to myself, still not wanting to overstep. We ate in silence for a few minutes. “Was she better than any of the guys you were with?”

I giggled and smiled. “She was.” I kept it at that.

Finals for Maddi grew closer. She grew more stressed. I wanted to help her in every way that I could, but Maddi could be pretty stubborn and entirely independent. I knew that if she genuinely wanted my help, she would come to me.

That is not to say I did not offer my help in subtle ways. I would discuss current events with her to help her in her current events class, or I would share what I knew about the Revolutionary War to assist her with her American History classes. Sometimes, when I jog, I throw in some fraction-timing questions to keep her mind on math. However, in doing so, I tried to help her with her education by incorporating real-world examples that I knew she could relate to.

However, the stress took a significant toll on her. She apologized several times during that span for snapping at me – though, remarkably, I was unaware that she had been snapping at me.

A couple of times at night, I could hear her crying to herself in her room. Each time, I went into her room and held onto her, letting her know that she was loved.

On the third night, two days after one of her big finals, she asked if I would spend the night with her. “I just need someone to hold,” she said with a small sob. “And it feels so good when you hold me, Mom.”

I nodded and looked around her room. She had a single bed. It was good for her but a bit awkward for us both.

“Mom, I kinda feel like I’m about to fall off the bed,” Maddi finally said with a slight giggle.

I nodded and said my bed was a lot bigger.

The king-sized bed was a lot more appropriate. With a content sigh, she buried her head in my shoulder and closed her eyes, breathing softly until I could tell she was asleep.

I watched her the whole time.

My baby girl was growing up, but she was still my baby girl.

For the rest of finals week, she slept with me, usually letting me hold her; she would snuggle and fall asleep in my arms.

Quite honestly, I slept a lot better those nights holding her. Each morning, she remarked that she was also getting a better night’s sleep.

Finals came. So did the stress level.

Of course, she aced everything. She graduated from community college near the top of her class, earning an Associate of Arts degree.

“It’s not going to get me a big paying job or anything, but it will help me a lot until I decide what I want to do – start a career or go to University.”

I nodded in agreement, telling her that I would support her in any way possible.

The day after her grades came out, I gave her a present.

“So, you know how the Lush wraps around you, kinda inside of you and on your ... button?” I told her, holding a box in my hand.

She nodded and smiled. “You are super cute when you try to talk about sex stuff and get embarrassed!” she giggled.

I turned red and cleared my throat. “Well ... there is a new one out, with a couple of improvements.”

I opened the box and took out the two toys, one for her and one for me. Instead of a U shape, it was now an E shape, with a third arm.

Maddi’s eyes grew wide, and a smile spread on her face. “Is that a butt plug?”

I nodded. “It is, but that is not all. The control now features three separate vibrators instead of just one – one for internal use, one for the button, and the other for the plug. Each operates independently or can be operated simultaneously.

“I have to try this out!” she said, snatching one of the toys from my hand and going into the bathroom. She was excited about a minute later, a smile on her face. “It already feels wonderful.”

An impish smile spread across my face, and I pushed one of the buttons.

“MOM!” she shrieked. “That was the one for my butthole!”

I giggled. “I know. I just wanted to see how it worked.

She rolled her eyes and took control of me, playing with the buttons for a few minutes.

In the meantime, I went into the bathroom myself and inserted the toy. I had thought ahead, though, taking the remote with me.

Maddi looked up with a smile on her face when I existed, as I was already fiddling with the controls. “I think I found the perfect start for me,” she said with a sigh.

A few short minutes later, I found the proper controls on my own.

The feeling was exquisite, with my clit being gently massaged by one, the second one deep inside of my pussy pulsating, and the third in my butthole, also gently massaging.

Maddi lay back on the sofa, closing her eyes and closing her legs together. Occasionally, she would adjust the controls.

I sat in the easy chair myself, my legs a bit spread. However, I could not take my eyes off my daughter.

She giggled at one point. “Yeah, this is going to make me squirt and quick,” she said with a sigh.

I could only nod in answer.

She moved her hand to the first of her shirt, playing with a nipple that poked through the t-shirt.

I spread my legs a little bit wider, my hand going to my inner thighs, stroking them softly. I could only answer with a little groan.

Maddi herself groaned louder, putting a pillow under her and straddling it, humping it, her hands going into her hair and caressing it.

“Oh! Mommy!” she exclaimed. She let out a short cry as her body trembled, causing her to fall forward on the couch.

My orgasm hit right after that as I grabbed onto the toy, pressing it deep inside of me and onto me, the waves of pleasure it gave me shaking me to the core.

I blinked and saw Maddi, still lying face down on the sofa, looking at me with a smile through her unkempt hair, which fell across her face. “I love them!” she said with a giggle, hopping up and giving me a big hug. We slept well that night.

The associate’s degree earned her a promotion at the candy store where she worked. It might not seem important, but as the manager of that branch, she began earning a rather good paycheck. She even earned more vacation time, along with working fewer hours per week. “Not a bad gig,” she once told me. “I mean, it’s not like a candy shop is a high-stress occupation, but I’ll take it while they offer it!”

And still, every night, we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Violet and I still talk to each other a lot on 3DX. Maddi also put in quite a few hours in the game, remaining a steady admirer of Violet’s. Violet and I also remained steady lovers.

Whenever we played at the same time, Maddi would stay in her room, and I would stay in mine. Even with our days and nights at Violet’s, we still needed some private time.

But, at the end of our days, we would once again fall asleep in each other’s arms. Sometimes, I could smell the sweet odor of fresh sex coming from her.

I started having dreams about her. Yes, sex dreams, yet they were strangely inexplicable. Often, when the action was about to become real, I would wake up, or the dream would shift into something entirely different. A couple of mornings, I would wake up wet and try to hide myself from Maddi before she woke up. That was a bit difficult because we usually woke up at the same time. Still, I did notice some strange looks from her.

One evening, while we were playing 3D X, I was in the same room as Violet, Maddi, and another girl. Violet and I were making love while Maddi was going down on the other girl in the bed next to ours. Although the four of us were in group chats, we would occasionally send private messages to each other. Violet and I were known to do that.

That night, I got a message from Maddi. “Hey ... can I confess?”

“Of course you can.”

I’ve been having some weird dreams. About mom. Like sex dreams.”

My stomach felt a weird burn. My head is a little light.

Deep down inside, perhaps, this was something I had wanted. And I found out it was something which was happening to her, too ... but I found out by accident. I was about to continue playing as if it wasn’t me when another message appeared.

“Just fucking with you, mom! I know that is you! LOL.”