(This is a continuation of the true story of how my girlfriend's daughter - my "stepdaughter" - seduced me and then confessed her lust for her Mom. I apologize that it took so long to give you part 3. I finally told Holly that I was writing it, and she helped me with details. We have at least one more chapter after this we want to share. All our names have been changed to protect our identities.)
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I believed that I might get lucky again that night - Elise was tipsy and it was relatively early.
She didn't bother to close the door once Holly went into her room and slid under her sheets, but instead she pulled her shirt over her head and then slipped her jeans down. She grinned at me drunkenly, standing naked basically in the doorway where Holly was apt to see her, even in the dim light provided by the moon through the windows. She had on a white lace thong and bent perilously to extricate it from the end of her toes. i stood before her and slid out of all but my venerable boxer-briefs, then graciously slung the covers back for her. Still grinning, she kissed my ear and whispered, "I want you to fuck me..." then climbed into bed.
She had never left the door open while we made love, and I glanced across the hall to see Holly's eyes wide open and glistening like a cat's. I saw her smile. I got into bed and kissed Elise. She pushed my boxers down to mid-thigh with one hand, then used her cold foot to slide it off. We breathed hard but said nothing. I reached between her legs and found her wetter than I ever remembered.
She pulled me over her and guided me into her, moaning noisily as I slid into her sopping sex. I placed my finger over her lips in a futile attempt to quiet her. We moved slowly, breathing hard into one another, her hips and mine in a familiar pas de deux. She was so very wet that I moved easily in and out of her, and the accumulation of her juices matted both of our nether regions thoroughly. She cried out in time with our movements, a kind of staccato "oh...oh...oh..." with the volume rising ever slowly. I knew it wouldn't take long for her to come, but wondered if Holly's confession had anything to do with her accelerated path to orgasm.
"oh god baby.." she blurted in a kind of word spurt. "youfeelsogood/iwannacummm.." she held the 'm', her upper lip sort of caught on her lower one. Her eyes closed and she threw her head back, holding the 'mmmm'. I kissed her neck as she came, suddenly, almost shouting "OH!....OH!....OH, ERIC!" her hips crashed into mine, again and again, then she held steady and ground into me, her hands clutching at my shoulders. "MMmmmmmm..." she moaned, her eyes opening and a grin spreading across her face. I was shaking rather noticeably. "Baby, you are SO gooood..." she purred, drunk and sleepy. Her eyelids fluttered and her hips moved in circles below me.
Elise has a rhythm when we have sex, and once she finds her groove, she can cum many, many times. I reached below her and slid the middle finger of my right hand into her ass, and her crescendo came a moment later. Gasping, she came again, furiously grinding up into me, her hips making slow circles then pumping up and down. "OHHH!" she nearly shrieked. "OHGOD!" Smiling, I glanced at the doorway, and there stood - not surprisingly - Holly, just outside the door in the hall, where her mother was unlikely to see her from below me, her view obstructed by pillows. She smiled and shushed me with her finger as I moved slowly in and out of her mother. Her hand was in her orange thong. I looked down at Elise, my face suddenly serious - or determined, or panicked - and I pushed deep inside her, making her catch her breath.
"Cum, baby - it's alright," she whispered. I pushed deep inside her while moving my middle finger in her bottom. She closed her eyes and we moved together. "Cum with me..." I pleaded, and soon I felt the muscle of her ass grip and ripple. She moaned, not as noisily, and came, and I pulled out of her, groaning incoherently, my come spilling on her stomach. My head grew heavy and I turned to look at Holly, her head rolling back, her other hand up under her nightshirt. I heard a whimper, and I moaned to cover it. Elise's eyelids fluttered and she stretched. I rolled off her to the door side of the bed. Holly was gone, and I let out a sigh of relief. I sucked Elise's juices and the taste of her bottom from my fingers. She pulled the covers up over us and threw her arm over me. "I love you," she said very quietly. "I love you, too," I whispered, kissing her hand. I wasn't sure if I would be able to sleep.
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I did sleep though, and I woke up feeling a little nervous but very certain my life would never be the same. Before the alarm went off, I ruminated on the events of the preceding day. I stared at the ceiling and wondered if Holly was serious about wanting to have sex with her mother. It was an odd, seductive, strange and powerful notion. I lay awake, thinking about how wonderful both of these women were, how much I loved them, how much I loved fucking them.
I was already over the taboo part of Holly wanting her mother, but I wondered how it would work in real life. Who - if anyone - could know? What would it mean in the grand scheme of things? Would Holly still go out and get married, or would she want to live with us? If she came out as gay or even bisexual, this would be far less of a problem. But her extended family and even her father were relatively straight laced - not prejudiced in any way, but mainstream. I mean, her father certainly couldn't know she was in a menage a trois with her mother and her boyfriend. I laughed out loud when I realized how ridiculous the whole thing was - there was really no way Elise was going to have sex with her own daughter! Our lives aren't an episode of 'Jerry Springer', after all.
I realized the ludicrousness of it at the same moment I grasped that I didn't want to NOT have sex with Holly. Ever. I began a daydream at that moment of her delicious pussy...
"Hey, you," Elise said, smiling. "Good morning!" She was dozy but awake. My laughter must have wakened her. "What's so funny?" she asked, kittenish. She threw her arm over me again. I looked into her eyes and grinned.
"I was happy that we had sex for the second time in less than twenty four hours," I said, which was not entirely untrue.
"I feel sooo gooood..." she mewed. The alarm began its cycle of despair. "Ohhhh..." she said disappointed, shutting it off.
She rolled out of bed, kissing me. "I gotta take a shower..." she pouted, "There's cum all over me!" She giggled and strode in her inimitable style to the hallway. I heard her wake Holly. "Honey, it's eight." I glanced out into the hallway. Elise was standing at Holly's doorway - naked. I laid back down and let out a long sigh.
"I don't have to be back in class til noon," Holly retorted.
"Whatever," Elise said cheerfully. She went into the bathroom and closed the door. I heard the shower running. In a tiny panic, I drew the sheets up to my chin. Though I wanted Holly to come in, slide into bed and lay next to me, I did NOT want to get caught. I closed my eyes tight and waited.
Soon enough, Elise returned to the room, freshly showered and happy. She practically whistled as she laid out her clothes, returning to the bathroom to get ready. She did not bother to put on any clothes, and strolled through the upstairs naked, which she did all the time, but now, this languidness had a new and rather exciting meaning for me. I pretended to be half-asleep.
Finally, with time running out, she dressed and sat to kiss me. "You better get up, too, sleepyhead," she joked.
"I don't have to be at work for another hour - I plan on getting my fair share of sleep," I protested.
"Suit yourself, babe - I'd love to stay here with you but I gotta go!" She hopped up cheerfully and stopped at Holly's door. "Leaving, Hon - see you tonight!"
"Bye, Mom - Love you..." Holly answered. Elise started down the stairs but I heard Holly get up. "Wait, Mom - Give me a hug!"
"When did you start sleeping nude?" Elise laughed.
"I was hot - I must have done it in my sleep," Holly claimed. "Mom, you gotta shave that bush..." she laughed, "No one has hair down there!"
"Alright, alright, whatever - I'm not in college, Holly," Elise said. They must have hugged. "I'll see you, baby."
"Bye, Mom."
