Chapter 11

And so our fledgling "business" prospered and before long I was a senior. There was no end to the number of guys who wanted that first or best experience. Mom still wanted to limit visits to three or four a week so we talked about how to make more money (the income was steady but it still meant only a modest increase in monthly income) and we both wanted her to be able to quit her daytime job. We talked about charging more but a lot of the guys were pushing it to afford the hundred. So we both racked our brains but, again, the solution just sort of fell into place.

Vanessa had just graduated and returned. She had her own apartment now and was working for one of the banks. She called me one evening and while Mom was "entertaining" I paid Vanessa a visit. She was as beautiful as ever and even better in bed (she had obviously learned a lot at college).

We were talking afterwards and she let it slip that she had developed an attraction to women as well as men (it seems that having a lesbian fling is almost part of the college curriculum for women these days). Then it struck me that we (Mom and I) had been by-passing fifty percent of the potential market all along).

"Funny you should mention that," I said, "because I know someone, a woman, who thinks you are hot."

"Really? Who? One of your conquests?" she smiled.

"Let's just say you know who she is. She told me she'd really like to get to know you -- if you know what I mean."

"Oh, I get the picture all right," laughed Vanessa, but I could tell I had piqued her interest.

"She is one hot lady herself. I bet you wouldn't be disappointed."

"Hmmmm, sounds like I might want to meet her."

"That can be arranged."

"Hello Mrs. Taylor. I'm glad you invited me," Vanessa said in her most sultry voice as she closed the bedroom door behind her.

Mom had been reluctant at first. She had never had a sexual relationship with a woman and had always considered herself heterosexual, but I rented some really hot lesbian porn and we watched it before and during sex and we both were surprised how arousing they were for her (not to mention me). So here she was, dressed in a sheer bra, panties and heels, having invited a much younger woman into her bedroom for sex.

Vanessa had been surprised to learn it was Mom's voice on the other end of the phone, inviting her for a "visit," but she, like the guys, was pleased with the prospect of going to bed with such a good looking woman.

I had given Mom some pointers about making love to a woman, but I think a lot of that is sort of instinctual in women. Vanessa, on the other hand, was already quite experienced at seduction.

I, of course, was at my peephole watching and listening as Vanessa eyed Mom seductively.

"I like your outfit," she said moving sensuously to Mom's side, "or rather your lack of one."

Even though the room lights were dimmed somewhat I could see Mom's nipples and her small triangle of nest fuzz right through the thin translucent material.

Even though she knew this would be coming, Mom was still petrified. It was almost like she was a virgin all over again. Her eyes cast downward, unable to meet those of her seductress. She even gasped a bit when Vanessa reached out and caressed her breast.

"You're a beautiful woman, Sharee," she said planting a kiss on Mom's shoulder. I couldn't see the chill bumps from my vantage point but I could see her body quiver.

Suddenly Vanessa grabbed her, her arms going powerfully around and pulling Mom to her as her lips covered Mom's. Mom was startled, her eyes growing wide then closing as she surrendered her tender lips to Vanessa. I was surprised at Vanessa's strength. She had always been energetic in bed but I hadn't remembered her being the take charge type that she was exhibiting now. A second kiss, this one more powerful and Mom surrendered, opening her mouth and allowing Vanessa's strong tongue to dominate her.

It had been evident from the moment Vanessa had stepped into the room that she was the dominant and Mom the submissive.

"Take off your bra, Sharee. I want to see your tits."

Vanessa having transitioned from "Mrs. Taylor" to "Sharee" without Mom's permission was further evidence of Vanessa's superiority.

Meekly Mom complied, her eyes still downcast in subservience.

"Nice, very nice," said Vanessa caressing them both and tweaking Mom's nipples to erection.

She grabbed Mom painfully by the hair and yanked her to her, then kissed her neck ferociously. This being Mom's weak spot, she was breathing hard in seconds, her arousal very evident.

"Why did you invite me here tonight, Sharee?" demanded Vanessa, still grasping Mom's hair and yanking her into eye contact.

"I ... I..."

Another yank of her hair and Mom gasped.

"I said why did you invite me here this evening!"

"To ... to ... to fuck me," Mom managed weakly.

"Are you hot Sharee? Is your pussy wet for me?"

"Yes. YES!"

"Then get naked and get on the bed. Spread your legs and let's see how well you can suck and fuck."

Mom was out of the panties and heels in an instant and on the bed writhing as Vanessa teased her by stripping slowly. I could see Mom's eyes dilate as more of that gorgeous brown body appeared with each item of clothing slowly and sensuously discarded.

At last both were naked. Vanessa lay with Mom and proceeded to arouse her to fever pitch with kisses on mouth, throat and neck. Mom was nearly out of her head with arousal when Vanessa quickly reversed her position and they assumed the mouth to labia sixty-nine position. While Mom could stand no more and began sucking and licking at a feverish tempo, Vanessa took her time with small licks and nips bringing Mom to the very brink before driving her tongue into Mom's dripping nest, finding her clit, flicking her talented tongue over it rapidly and bringing Mom to a mind blowing orgasm. And it wasn't just one. Vanessa played her like a talented musician would coax music from an instrument. Again and again Vanessa brought Mom to climax.

I've always enjoyed watching Mom orgasm, the way she loses control and her body shakes and quivers and those whines of fear, pain and pleasure all mixed together.

Well Vanessa kept her cumming in multiples for the longest time. Mom was trying her best to pleasure Vanessa was well, but Brad's sister had acquired some pretty potent techniques when it came to lesbian lovemaking and Mom could do little more than gasp and whine from one orgasm to the next. When Mom could simply take no more and collapsed into a helpless semiconscious state, Vanessa rose from the bed and sat in a chair watching Mom regain her senses.

"Over here," was all Vanessa said in a commanding voice. "No, on your knees," she added when Mom started to walk to her.

Both women still naked, Vanessa spread her legs. Mom had never been a dominant lover, but I've never seen her so submissive either. She was like a slave, willing to do anything Vanessa commanded.

"Want to eat me?" Vanessa said, almost with a sneer.

"Yes -- please!"

"Then first, lick my feet."

Without hesitation, Mom dropped down and began licking Vanessa's feet and toes.

"You'll do anything for a taste of my pussy, won't you?"

"Yes -- anything."

"Then kiss it," said Vanessa turning and offering her behind. Gently Mom's lips pursed about those young anal lips. "In me, Sharee! Get your tongue in me!"

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Mom and I had tried some kinky stuff and a couple of the guys had gone off the reservation a bit, but never anything like this. Mom's tongue probed and penetrated that dark hole.

"So what did you just do, Sharee?" said Vanessa turning back around.

"I ... I kissed your ass."

"And what does that make you, Sharee."

"A ... a whore."

"No, it makes you MY whore! Now eat me, whore!"

Mom buried her face between Vanessa's legs and for the next few minutes the young woman used Mom's mouth as a toy to pleasure her. She grabbed Mom by the hair and pulled her to her, thereby getting Mom's tongue even farther into her.