Chapter 13

Friday afternoon finally arrived. Kate and Erin came directly to my house after school. I thought I had my emotions under control, but seeing the girls enter the house, and knowing (or hoping) what was in store for the evening brought butterflies to my stomach. I wanted this to be a perfect evening for them and for me.

The only reason that Kate and Erin chose to come here for an unscheduled Friday night sleepover was to be with me when Tony wasn’t here. There was a clear sexual intention in their decision. I had no idea what Kate and Erin had actually planned for the evening. I didn’t know just how far would the sexual nature of the evening go – three-way masturbation? Openly kissing Erin in front of Kate? Oral sex with Erin? Would Kate want any of this too?

But, at the same time, I was feeling something like “pre-guilt” about the projected events. Was I being a morally wrong – a bad Mom – in joining the two girls in bed? Would becoming openly sexual with Erin in front of Kate damage my relationship with my daughter – either out of jealousy that I was interested in Erin, or disgust? Would it damage Erin to have sex with an adult, even if she was willing and anxious to do so? Was I just being selfish in pursuing this rather than letting Kate and Erin have their own teenage exploration without an adult’s interference? Would Erin even be interested in me at all – there was no real reason to believe that she reciprocated my feelings of desire for her. It would be awful and humiliating to be rejected by her or have Kate’s disapproval.

I put these feeling and fears aside to find out what the girls wanted for dinner. They wanted pizza, so I placed the order for delivery, and we went to the living room and sat on the couch to watch the evening news and wait for the delivery. Yes, this was the very couch that Tony and I fucked on the week before. God, that seemed like ages ago – before I had first seen Kate masturbating on the top landing, and before Kate and I masturbated together.

No one mentioned any plans for the evening, so I suggested that after dinner we watch a movie on Netflix. The girls agreed. Perhaps they were nervous too about the upcoming events of the evening and they were also glad to put it off for a bit. The girls decided on Perfect Pitch 2 – a comedy they had not seen yet. So, we settled in for dinner and a movie to start our evening together.

By 9 pm, there was no other distractions to avoid the next step. The girls said that they were going to get into PJs and disappeared into Kate’s room. I went to my room and put on a nightgown – not too revealing, but I was nude underneath. I left my door open.

Then the girls were in my doorway.

“Mom, can we come in?”

“Sure, sweetie.”

“Mom, I told Erin what you and I did when we watched that lesbian sleepover video together on Tuesday. Erin wants to see the video too. Can you get it back on your computer?”

“Sure. Would you like me to bring it to your room so you can show Erin, or would you like to watch it with me here?”

(See how I let the girls decide whether I would get to participate or not. That takes some of the responsibility off of me. I would be disappointed if they wanted to be alone for the night, but I would accept it.)

“Here with you, like you and I did before.”

I smiled, inwardly relieved and tingling between my legs.

“OK. Come on in and get on the bed and I’ll fire up the computer.”

On the screen the two cute teen girls appeared. As they undressed on the screen, Kate said:

“Mom, is it OK if we undress too. We want to do what you and I did watching the video.”

“Sweetie, I thought you might want to do that. You want me to undress too?”

This time it was Erin speaking: “Yes.” (I could kiss that imp. And I probably will at some point tonight).

The girls laid on the bed next to me. It was Erin, Kate and me in that order on the bed.

Now I had a chance to take in the beauty of the naked bodies of both girls. They were basically similar in their development. Both had beautifully shaped, pert teenage breasts, 34Bs if you need to know that. They had narrow girlish hips that flared out just the right amount to accentuate their overall figure, and firm bottoms. Erin was more petite at 5-2 while Kate was more a bit taller at 5-4. Both had trimmed their pussies, Kate’s pubic hair was light brown like mine, and Erin’s was ginger, just as I had always imagined in my masturbatory fantasies. Both looked girls looked delicious laying nude next to me.

The girls didn’t ask permission to start jilling. They were doing it separately side by side as they watched the two teens masturbating and kissing on the screen. I took it as a sign that I could equally jill. I began touching my clit slowly – I was in no mood to rush this. As I jilled I watched the girls in my bed, not the two on the screen. It had to be the most erotic moment of my life, up until then. Two beautiful girls – my two favorites in the world – laying on the bed, their hands moving over their pussies and their eyes on the screen, and then flicking over to see each other and then looking over to me.

I took a big leap: “Girls, would you mind if I got in the middle between you two?”

They scooted over to make room for me.

We continued jilling separately but no one was watching the screen anymore. We were all concentrating on our own feelings. Then Erin put her hand on my breast. Oh heaven! I looked at her and smiled and then moved my hand over to her small cute breast, alternating between gently touching her nipple and cupping her breast. Kate watched for a second before resuming her own jilling, her eyes on us.

“Mom, I think Erin has the perfect boobs. Don’t you?”

“Yes sweetie. I love the freckles going down her chest and how firm her boobs are.” And then, I leaned over to kiss Erin’s nipple.

“Oh Mrs. Kennedy! That feels so nice when you do that. Please keep going.”

“Erin, in bed here you can just call me Jenna. Is that OK?”

“Can I call you ‘mommy’ instead?”

“Sure, sweetie. If you like.”

“Mommy, keep kissing my nipple as I cum.”

“With pleasure, sweetie.”

I leaned over on my side, my back to Kate, and faced Erin. She picked up the pace of her jilling and concentrated on the feelings growing between her legs amplified by my mouth on her nipple, and my other hand cupping her other breast. She stiffened and had a quick orgasm, followed by to smaller quakes. All the while, I was latched on to her small breast. When she finished that round of orgasms, she leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

“Oh, thank you mommy.”

I kissed her back, and it wasn’t a mommy kiss. Then I kissed her face, all those impossibly cute freckles.