Ok this is not my usual chapter this time. I'm not saying it is completely with out sex, but I am going through some tough times right now and I have to be honest about everything.
I really enjoyed going to my mom's last weekend. We had a lot of fun together. On Friday we just hung out and she knew something was wrong, but didn't even ask. I did kiss her at bedtime for a while. It was sensual, but not really sexual, and I told her I wanted to sleep alone.
I'll admit that early on Saturday when I heard the shower running that I wanted to join her in there and make love with her. So I ended up masturbating as I took my own shower.
So after breakfast I had a big talk with her and she handled it really well and she completely understood how I felt. She asked me if I wanted her to stop seeing Denise and Jessica, and I told her I wasn't sure what I wanted yet, but that I knew I just wasn't happy with how things were. We both cried some and held each other a lot.
Saturday night I went over to a friend's house, but they sort of annoyed me with questions about me being a lesbian and about Jessica and whatever, just stuff I didn't want to talk about. So that did not go over well, and then when I came home my mom was watching a movie in bed and I crawled in bed with her and watched the movie, but without thinking I snuggled up to her and put my hand on her breast. She never said or tried anything, but I took my hand off after a while and laid a different way.
On Monday I told Jessica everything. We had a long talk and she was very hurt. But after a while she told me she would give up Denise and my mom in a heart beat to keep me. That really relieved me, but I still wasn't sure what I wanted, because I knew I now had feelings for Lyndsey even though I was pretty sure she didn't for me. I didn't mention anything about Lyndsey though, because I didn't want to hurt her anymore.
The two of us told Denise Monday night and she was of course hurt too. But then she asked me if I wanted her to stop seeing my mom and could it just be us three. I could tell Jessica wanted that and it bothered me. I told Denise I just needed a break from everything.
I actually tried to avoid everyone the next day. I spent most of the day with Alley (my roommate from last year) and Nikki (her roommate and the girl Jessica and I slept with). Nikki didn't come on to me at all, and I figured she might if Alley wasn't looking, but I was pleasantly surprised. And it was great to see Alley again who I just love to death. In fact Nikki actually left for a while and Alley and I just talked for the longest time. It was really nice.
That night Jessica and I snuggled some in bed, but we didn't make love. However the next morning I woke up in her arms so incredibly horny and we ended up rubbing on one another until we both orgasmed. Afterwards we talked again and I asked her if she had feelings for Denise and she admitted that she really liked her, but that it wasn't like us. I told her the same.
Later that day I saw Lyndsey and she acted really weird around me and told me she wanted to talk to me. So I went to her room she told me that Denise had come on to her and had started rubbing her breasts. It actually turned me on a little at the thought of it, but I was also somewhat disappointed. Then she said that nothing else had happened, and I asked her if they had kissed. She told me they didn't.
Then I kind of got angry for some crazy reason and asked her why she didn't tell me about her boyfriend. She shocked me by telling me she didn't want me to talk her out of it, because she had feelings for me. I told her that I thought I was falling for her. She said she was attracted to me and that she really liked me, but that I was just too complicated for her.
So I just started opening up to her and telling her everything and how I was upset with myself for what I had become, but that I enjoyed everything I had done and wouldn't take it back, but that I knew someday I wanted to just have a relationship with one girl.
She told me that she could never live that life, that no matter how much she wanted to be with me she couldn't. I didn't understand, but she told me that her family would hate her and that her sister would never forgive her and that she knew society would look down on us. I understood some, but I told her that I was handling society just fine and that her mother and father loved her and would except her for what she was, but she didn't like me saying that. Like I had told her she was a lesbian and I had no right to do it.
So as the next week went on, Jessica and I got better and better each day, and by the end of the next week it was almost like it had been before we started to experiment. Sure I still thought about what happened, but Denise was back in the role of just a friend and Jess and I were making love again, just the two of us.
Now admittedly sometimes Jessica would go off and spend time with Denise alone and I know I thought over and over about what they could be doing. But I trust Jess. Also Lyndsey and I talked a lot less, which meant that I was less tempted. I called my mom on a Thursday and asked if she cared if Jess and I came home for the weekend. She was happy we were. That same night after chatting with several of my friends on Facebook, I got to thinking if going home was a good idea or not.
Friday Jess and I actually skipped our last classes and drove home early. My mom hugged us both when we got there but it didn't seem uncomfortable. It was great. We all ate dinner together that night, but then Jess and I went out with a couple of her friends. We had so much fun. I just love her friends. They are so much more real than the ones I had in high school.
When Jessica and I got home we went to the living room and talked to my mom for a while, but after she went to bed the two of us started kissing on the couch. Soon we had our clothes off and I was sitting on her lap facing her. We kissed so much and kept rubbing each other's chests, but we really weren't doing much, but then she started sucking my breasts and I just leaned my head back and enjoyed her soft lips on my hard nipples. Then I saw my mom watching us from the balcony. I didn't jump, but I thought I would. I suddenly felt so dirty. I love being watched. I suddenly became just so horny and I wanted to put on a show for her. I was scared though that something might happen if I didn't keep my head.