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Mother Daughters Trip Home

Mother Daughters Trip Home

by eggplant2581
19 min read
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adultfiction

Stephanie Connors, her husband Matt, and their daughter Bella were moving into a new house. They were moving about 50 miles to a town southwest of their previous town. It happened fast, and was very motivated by Matt's new job. It was a very nice upgrade for him with his new company. It meant more money, a better job status.

The house would be a bargain, they won a bid on a foreclosure. It was similar to their previous house, with some differences. Now as thrilled as Matt was, the women in his family weren't as excited. Stephanie, 42 years old, was a junior high English teacher at the local school. Bella, an 18 year old high school senior, and was very unhappy about having to switch schools. She was a budding star basketball player. She stood 5 foot 11. She had just had her birthday on moving day.

To Matt's relief the new school district they were moving to had an opening that Stephanie could fill immediately. It was a godsend. Stephanie was very happy. But Bella was not pleased, happy, or ready to put on a pleasant face. As her parents knew she could be difficult to deal with. Bella was intelligent, very talented at basketball, a college scholarship very much in her future, but could be a real pain to deal with. Her parents knew it, in fact, Stephanie referred to her, at most frustrating times, as a "bitch" to Matt. But she just couldn't call out Bella using that term, she loved Bella too much. But boy could Bella push Stephanie's buttons.

Bella was having a difficult time fitting in at her new high school. Part was her height, some was being an athlete, and the ever popular cliques. She told her parents her problems, but got "hang in there." Bella went off with a pout and hands in the air. Matt reassured Stephanie to just give Bella more time. Basketball season was coming and that was where Matt loved watching her play. Stephanie was the nervous mom watching games.

The 5 foot 7 Stephanie, 42 years old, was working extra hours at school to catch up. She was giving up her morning jogs to get to school early. She missed running. Stephanie enjoyed keeping her first class legs in perfect shape. Her legs were her best body asset. She did have a slightly bigger pair of butt cheeks, counteracted by a pair of breasts the size of average oranges. She wore her brown hair short, mid ear, with bangs, that were colored blonde. Stephanie wore black rimmed glasses, that gave her an image of being shy, reserved, or even the girl next door.

Bella got her height from her father who was 6 foot 3. She had dark brown hair, that she let grow long. It was naturally a bit wavy, and Bella liked that style. Her hair hung past her shoulders and to her shoulder blades in the back. Bella had very long, beautiful, legs, and a butt that was sculpting into one her mom would be jealous of, round and full! Like her butt Bella's chest was expanding, she has just grown into a 34B bra. Her mother wore a 32B. Bella loved being tall, and she had two full lips. If forced to be honest, a majority of males asked would take Bella's body over Stephanie.

Another issue between Stephanie and Bella was her interest in boys. Stephanie wasn't ready for her daughters interest in boys, though she knew it was coming and natural. The boys her age and older were very much interested in Bella. Stephanie had talked to Bella in junior high about sex education, but nothing lately. Bella had dated, nothing serious, and been out with a handful of guys.

Matt was leaving on his first week long business trip. Stephanie knew this was a part of his new career and didn't particularly like it, but she had no say in it. Dealing with Bella was part of that concern.

Matt left on a Sunday afternoon. He was going to Japan. He'd be out of cell phone range for a few days. They had a Sunday lunch together and Stephanie, who'd been very busy the last month, took a good look at Bella. She realized every part of Bella's body had developed. She was beautiful, had a terrific body, yet, still brought that snippy attitude out whenever she needed it. Bella knew how to get new clothes, electronics or most anything by playing her dad. Because of basketball she was "daddy's girl."

Later that night, after Matt was on the plane, Bella dropped the following on her mother. Bella informed Stephanie she had arranged a meeting with a traveling hoops coach for spring and summer ball. It was on Monday at 1:00 PM. Stephanie was upset, to say the least. How did Bella intend to get to this meeting an hour away?

Bella, "mom, well you, of course." A silent, unseen gesture of Duh was given by Bella.

Stephanie, "what, you know I can't take time off of school. This is a new school, I don't have days to use. What were you thinking, Bella?"

Bella, "dad would take me, and I really need to be on THIS team. You want me to get a scholarship to college right? This is REALLY important."

Stephanie stewed, knowing Matt probably would take Bella's side. The conversation ended, Bella going to her room to Snapchat, go on Instagram, chatting with girlfriends and boys Stephanie had no idea about, college boys, upperclassmen in high school. Also some things she chatted about and posted were very sexually inappropriate! Using words and phrases her mother would be "over the top" angry with her about.

Later that evening Stephanie knocked on Bella's door, and as Bella logged off her social media, Stephanie entered. Stephanie told Bella she would pick her up at the high school and take an unpaid day from her teaching job. They talked out the situation, both explaining their side of the situation. In the end they hugged. Bella did truly love her mom, it was just hard as Bella's mind, interests and body was changing. It was boys, basketball, and exploring her knowledge of sex, not necessarily in that order.

Stephanie left early each day for school, before Bella would leave to catch the bus at the end of the street. Stephanie had called her principal Sunday night and cleared it with him.

Stephanie was dressed nicely, as she did most days, she felt it was appropriate. She was wearing a dark blue skirt, which zipped and buttoned on the left side, and the hem ended 2 inches above her knees. Hanging over the waist of her skirt was a cream colored pullover sweater. Like most days Stephanie's boobs didn't push through the material very far. Still she looked very attractive standing in her black shiny pumps, with 2 ⅜ inch heels. As she gathered her briefcase and car keys she put on her white drop earrings, with small globes hanging down from her earlobes.

It was a mild day, low 60's was predicted. Bella knew just what to wear. This would get some attention from the guys at school., not that she needed to try. She was fairly sure she would not be in violation of school dress code. She giggled as she got dressed.

Bella would be wearing a white sundress, that had thin shoulder straps. Underneath she wore a white strapless bra, that hooked in the back. The dress had a flirty bottom to it, the hem ended just above her knees. The neckline covered all that needed to be covered, but it sure left the impression there was more to be found under that dress! She wore no hose, but did have on white bikini type undies. She rarely wore heels, as she was even height, or towered over kids her age, Bella decided to wear a pair of white pumps with 2 inch heels. She put on a long dark blue necklace that hung to her breasts. It was meant to draw eyes to her chest. A pair of silver hoop earrings finished her outfit. Mom wouldn't like it, but, "what the fuck," Bella thought. Butting heads with her mom was actually fun., sometimes. She threw on a blue Jean colored jacket, left unbuttoned, just to be covered up for school rules. But ANY chance to remove it during the day, she would.

The looks she drew from the bus stop to entering the school, and in class made her day. She was getting heads to turn. It was all she hoped for. The boys would try to form a circle around Bella in the hallways to not allow teachers or administrators to see her dress. She was NOt out of compliance with the school dress code, but it was damn close.

Stephanie had called the high school from her school to excuse Bella and that she would pick her up. Stephanie taught her first hour class, helped out her sub for a few minutes of the next class, then signed out and went to pickup Bella. It was a 15 minute drive to the high school. Stephanie told herself to keep cool and have a pleasant day with Bella, no arguments or butting heads. She parked and went inside to sign Bella out.

All the telling herself to enjoy the day that went out the window when she saw how her daughter was dressed. Bella could tell by the look on her mother's face, but Stephanie bit her pouty bottom lip and said nothing as the pair walked to the car.

Both Stephanie and Bella knew an argument was coming. Yet, Stephanie realized how beautiful her daughter had become, like in a blink of an eye. Stephanie had been so busy she'd failed to see Bella turning into a pretty young woman, her little girl was a young woman!

But those thoughts didn't prevent Stephanie from still being angry with Bella. They got into the car, and Bella knew her mom was "pissed off." They drove out of the school lot, without any words spoken.

Finally, Stephanie spoke, "Is this how you dress for school everyday?"

Bella opened her mouth to protest, but her mother wasn't done yet.

"Do I need to go back to doing a check of your clothes before you leave every morning? I can't believe you dressed like this today? Why, honey, I think you look like a ........."

Stephanie caught herself in mid sentence. She wasn't even sure what word was going to come out of her mouth.

What Bella said next shook her mother, "A slut mom, is that what you wanted to say?"

Stephanie gripped the steering wheel hard with both hands, whiteknucked.

"No, Bella, no I wasn't going to use that word."

"Jeez, mom, you just don't understand anything, do you? I'm not one of those sluts, but maybe ........."

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It was Bella's turn to stop in mid sentence.

They both looked at each other wondering how far this was going to go. Stephanie was scared of what more her baby girl would say.

Bella did have respect for her mom, yet, her dad was her favorite. But she needed to keep a relationship with her mother. She'd already pushed it too far in the last 5 minutes.

The conversation ended, the silence was deafening.

Then Stephanie asked which way she was going to this basketball meeting.

"I forgot the directions at home, mom ................I'm sorry."

Stephanie turned her head back to the road, before saying, "that's okay Bella, I should probably use the bathroom before we head there."

Bella looked at her mom and giggled, breaking the tension in the car. It was a standing joke that Stephanie always wanted/needed to use a bathroom before any car ride.

Stephanie giggled back and reached out to touch Bella's wavy brown hair. Both smiled at each other.

They were 15 minutes from home.

Back at their new home a burglary was in process. Two men in a box truck parked across the street from the home. It was a very non descript truck. They let themselves inside with a key that was provided by the girlfriend of one of the men. She worked at the real estate company that the Connor's had bought the house from. She made copies of house keys before the keys were turned over to the new owners.

Her boyfriend and his buddy would then use the key to rob the house. They had pulled this caper off several times already. They used the strategy that being new in the neighborhood no one would question them. They actually would pretend to take empty boxes inside, while carrying out what they wanted.

The two of them had arrived just after 9 AM and were busy "trading" out what they wanted with crap that was broken. It was a great scheme, at least for as long as they could get away with it.

They were unaware of the "prized merchandise" coming their way!

The two men, rummaged trough the Conner's house, tossing items of value in a green, duffel bag. The larger, heavyset man was Etan. He had a bit of a belly, with short black hair and eyes to match. Etan was in his 40's. His partner was Rod. Rod was younger, about 35. While smaller in frame, Rod was muscular and athletic, with short, brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. The blue eyes gave more of a frightening look than handsomeness. Etan's look was just mean, with a constant snarl.

While sorting through the family's belongings, Rod spied a photo of the family. The photo was taken about a year ago, on some beach.

"Hey, look at this," Rod said, showing the photo to Etan. He especially meant the two women; One was apparently the mother, while the younger one had to be a daughter. "I could fuck those two," Rod added.

Etan admired the photo. It made his cock hard as well. He could imagine his dick dipping into either one of the bikini-clad, babes!" Get your head back to business, Rod. We don't have all day."

"I'm not so sure about that, Etan; I just saw an itinerary on the coffee table, that puts Daddy in Japan for quite some time."

"Japan? Well, anyway, we don't want to be caught here," Etan replied.

Just as Etan spoke, the men heard a car pull into the driveway. "Shit!" Etan said.

Rod went to the window and peered through the curtain. "Just hold that thought, Good Buddy. Look who's coming up the drive."

Etan went over and glanced out the kitchen window. "You Lucky Bastard," He replied. Two women were exiting the vehicle; Not just any two women, but the two from the photo. Etan still held it in his hand. He glanced to the photo and back again. Sure enough, Mommy and daughter. He slid up behind a wall. "I'll grab the first one that comes in, you grab the second," he told Rod.

A key rattled in the lock, then a woman entered. She was older, with short, brown hair, blonde bangs, and black librarian, glasses. The woman was wearing a dark blue skirt, and a cream colored pullover sweater. Her black shiny pumps clicked on the hardwood floor. Etan quickly snatched the woman and drug her silently into the living room. His large hand muffled her surprised scream.

Stephanie watched helplessly, as her daughter, Bella, entered behind her. Another man quickly pulled the young girl into his arms and kicked the door closed. The lock of the security latch from inside sent a shiver of fear through her body. Suddenly the house seemed deadly quiet, as both mother and daughter shared fearful glances.

Struggling in the large man's arms, Stephanie saw the younger man pull a knife. He held the blade close to Bella's cheek. Etan took her chin and held her face towards Bella. "I'm going to remove my hand, and you are going to answer some questions. Any quick movements or screams and she gets hurt. Got it?" Stephanie nodded her head.

"Please," Stephanie pleaded.

"Just Hush. I ask the fucking questions. You answer," Etan instructed.

"Yes," Stephanie replied.

"Is that your daughter?"

"Y...Yes."

"What is her name, and how old is she?"

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"B...Bella. She is eight ... eighteen, please," Stephanie stuttered.

"How about you?"

Stephanie hesitated, the last thing she wanted to do was tell them her age, or anything else, about either of them. She realized she had already said too much.

"I'm 42," she finally let out, fearing what might happen if she didn't answer.

"And your name?"

"Ste..ph .... Steph..anie."

"Not bad for 42, though you don't have much chest, do you, Stephanie?" Etan remarked, squeezing a breast over the sweater. "Do you have any cash? How much and where?"

Stephanie looked to Bella and wisely spoke up; "There is $200.00 in my purse. That is all I have. Please take it and go. We won't tell a sole. I promise."

"Excellent, Cunt. You're learning," Etan said. "We will have time to get that later. Now. Mom, we are going to go farther in the living room. I'm going to sit in the recliner, Bella and my friend will take the couch, and you will stand in front of us." The women were forced farther into the room and Etan sat in the chair. "Ah, this is nice. Do you have beer?"

"Umm, Yes, in the kitchen," Stephanie replied looking at the large man, then back to the frightened, Bella on the couch. The man with the scary blue eyes held her daughter tightly. His knife still trailed across the flesh of her cheek.

"Go get us one. We'll wait. Don't get any ideas, now," he warned, glancing towards the couch.

On trembling legs, Stephanie went to the fridge, Etan watched her ass, and thick calves walk away. She had made him Hard already. She retrieved two cold beers, and brought them back.

"Now, that's a good wife," Etan smiled, lifting his beer in a toast to his friend.

"Please, just take what you want and go. My husband will be home soon. You don't want him to find you here," Stephanie sobbed.

Now, now, Sweetheart, you don't want to start us of on the wrong foot with a lie, do you? Matt will be in Japan for a full a week. We have a lot of time to get to know each other. Maybe we should get to know Bella first. Maybe she'll be more welcoming?"

Stephanie's heart sank at their knowledge of Matt's plans. It took her by surprise. She stood stunned.

"Good, now that everything is in the clear, and you want Bella left alone, how about you take off that sweater? It's not that fucking cold in here."

Rod moved his arm around Bella, as if they were best friends. He moved one of her hands to his crotch and kept it there. "Don't you say a word," he warned stroking her cheek with the blade.

Eyes wide and frightened, Stephanie lifted the bottom of the cream colored sweater and pulled it over her head. She stood there wrapping her arms around her bra covered boobs.

"The bra too, Baby," Etan motioned.

"Please, not with my daughter here," Stephanie stammered.

"You'd rather I put her up here. You're making me angry."

Stephanie's white bra hooked in the front. She had to release the catch, allowing it to drop free, then pull it from her arms. The small, Orange, fruit sized, breasts were surprisingly pert for her age.

"Isn't that better. See, you do have a bit of something there; Just A bit," Etan snickered. "Come here."

Reluctantly, Stephanie came toward the man, allowing him to reach out and caress her breasts. Her small nipples hardened in response. She hoped her daughter could not tell.

"Now, Release my pants and take out my cock," Etan ordered her. She froze in shock. Etan motioned to Rod: "Take off her top."

"No!' Stephanie screamed, 'I'll do it."

"Too late," Etan replied.

Rod quickly used the knife to cut away the two thin shoulder straps of Bella's sundress. It fell to her waist, exposing her sweet, 34B breasts, encased in her white, strapless, bra. She tried to cover with her arms. Rod shot them back down, placing her one hand back on his crotch. Both men watched with watering mouths, as Rod unhooked the catch at the rear of the bra. It came flittering loose, exposing her swell of pert, female flesh. Bella's nipples were bright pink and swollen, above a quarter shaped, areola.

"Nice,' Etan remarked, 'Now, Mom, should we see more of your daughter, or are you going to fish out my hard cock? It is hungry for your mouth!"

Stephanie's trembling, fingers quickly unbuckled Etan's pants and fumbled with his zipper and underwear. An eight inch, super thick, circumcised, cock, and hairy balls bounced out. Taking his free hand, he placed it on the top of Stephanie's head, and pushed her to her knees. Etan could see the reflection of his thick cap in her Librarian glasses.

"Now, sexy, YOU will show your daughter just how to suck cock. I'm sure you have done that before?" Etan laughed, Stephanie nodded her head, and said softly, 'Yes.'. "I can't hear you!" Etan added.

"Y..Yes," Stephanie said, as if not wanting her daughter to hear.

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