In the car on the way home – packages in back containing the two nightgowns, the tears carefully hidden when purchased – Gwen was overcome with curiosity to find out how her mother had been first turned-on to lesbian lovemaking.
"It wasn't that long ago, Gwen," her mother grinned, dropping one hand from the wheel to momentarily run it over her daughter's exposed thigh.
"Who was it who… well, who turned you on?" Gwen asked, her eyes open wide.
"Eileen Linke," Carol said with a smile.
"Eileen?" Gwen gasped. "You mean our next-door neighbor? But… but she's been married for years – she has three kids!"
Carol threw back her head and laughed loudly at her daughter's reaction. She turned and smiled, "If you'll think about it for a second, that has very little to do with it, baby-doll!"
"What? I… oh, yeah…" Gwen suddenly realized what her mother meant and blushed in embarrassment.
"I'm not a lesbian, Gwen," her mother continued. "And I don't think you're one, either. Since Eileen introduced me to sex with a woman I've enjoyed making it with women as much as with men, but I don't think any more so. I'm a bi-sexual honey – I love everyone!"
"Yeah," Gwen said again, thinking back to the first night when she'd watched her parents making such passionate love.
"But how did it happen that first time, Mom?" she pressed on, eager for all the details so she could compare them to her own experience.
"Well, for a couple of months before we actually did anything, I noticed that Eileen was inviting me over more and more often during the day when both our husbands were at work and all the kids at school."
"At first I took it as just friendly neighborliness. We'd drink coffee and talk, or watch the soaps together in the afternoon."
"Eileen always seemed to be wearing next to nothing – shorty robes with nothing underneath, or tiny bikinis, things like that. She said she always felt freer with less clothes on, said she figured she was a closet nudist or something.
"You know that she has a beautiful body, and after a few weeks I found myself starting to watch her as she moved, admiring the turn of her legs, or the swell of her breasts. At first, I thought it was just the attraction I've always had to beautiful women, sort of an I-wish-Ilooked-like-that type of attitude."
"Eileen found all sorts of ways to brush against me whenever we were together, or to grasp my arm or leg when we were talking on the sofa.
It always seemed perfectly innocent at the time, so I figured she was just one of those overly demonstrative people who are always touching you when they talk to make their point."
"Then I noticed that I was touching her back more than I normally do.
This was all happening over a long time, and I never really thought too much of it at the time. It was only looking back later that I could see the pattern in everything that was happening."
"After a while I took to wearing as little as I could during our daily visits, at Eileen's insistence. She never came right out front with her feelings about me beyond friendship, but her touches were more lingering, often turning into caresses. And I found I was really enjoying it. I knew about lesbianism, but I didn't honestly think of either one of us in those terms. I was probably subconsciously holding back my feelings about her, so it all just seemed like harmless flirtation."
"Then one day when I went over after lunch as usual and knocked at the back door, I waited for a bit but there was no answer. When she didn't come to the door, I opened it and went inside. I thought she might have been somewhere else in the house and just hadn't heard me knocking. I called her name again, and this time heard a reply."
"'Carol honey, is that you?' It sounded like she was upstairs, so I headed for the back stairway. Believe me, my heart was pounding like crazy now. I kept thinking suddenly of all those little hints she had been dropping about how attracted she was to me, and at that moment I couldn't have sworn that the feeling wasn't mutual. Somehow I just felt as if things were all coming to a peak that day."
"I'm in the bathroom; come on in." I heard her again when I got to the second floor. With my heart threatening to burst out of my chest, I opened the bathroom door and went inside."
"I was shocked into standing like a statue, just staring at her. I had honestly thought she might be in there just cleaning up, or fixing her laundry. But she was stark-naked, stretched wide and invitingly in the bathtub. My mouth suddenly felt dry, but my panties were getting soaked when my pussy started creaming."
"Eileen has a fabulous body. She had her hair piled up on her head to keep it dry, and her whole tanned, slender body was gleaming, halfcovered with water. She has small breasts, but perfectly round little globes, with nipples that pointed up and out erotically. She kept shifting her legs back and forth slightly, splashing the water and pulling my attention down to her submerged pussy."
"While I watched, she arched her back, raising her ass off the bottom of the tub and bringing that beautiful cunt up to the surface. Water streamed off her dark pubic hairs, gleaming and glittering in the light, her flushed twat lips red and spread wide-open in arousal. She was absolutely incredible, and I was totally turned on. Not even thinking of the right or wrong of it, just completely aroused by this sensual woman blatantly displaying her body in front of me."
Gwen was now getting turned-on as well as she listened to her mother's erotic tale. She had met Eileen a number of times, but had never known what a raging sensualist the woman was beneath her public mask of the perfect wife and neighbor.
"Anyway, I just stood there, my mouth open slightly, staring at her.
She smiled at me real sweetly, then picked up a scrub brush and gestured at me with it."
"'Would you like to scrub my back for me, Carol?' she asked, moving up into a sitting position.
"I moved farther into the steamy bathroom and took the brush from her.
She smiled at me again, then turned her face away, moving so her back was toward me. I started to slowly scrub her back with the brush, my eyes sweeping over her perfect skin, longing to touch her with my hands rather than the brush."
"I don't know where I got the nerve, but I sat the brush down on the bathroom floor and took the soap in my hands, lathering it all over her smooth back. I could feel her shiver as I touched her, running my fingers through the slick bubbles, warm flesh to flesh."
"'You have very soft hands, Carol,' she said softly, turning back around so that I had to reach around her side to rub her back. But even as I continued washing her, my eyes were now on her boobs, the brightpink nipples standing up full and hard, and the firm mounds moving up and down more rapidly as her breathing got faster and faster."
"Then she reached up and gently pinched the tip of one of my tits through my blouse, just a light touch, but it sent chills racing through my entire body and made me gasp quietly. I looked down and saw the wet spot where she had touched me, and my nipple had puckered up and stood out hard against the wet fabric, boldly showing my arousal to her."
"I giggled a bit, and Eileen laughed, too, her eyes shining. We both knew then what was going to happen but felt no need to rush it, or end the delightful game we had started.
"'Oh, I'm sorry, Carol!' she grinned, 'I didn't mean to get your clothes wet.'"
"'Maybe I ought to take them off, just so they won't get any more water on them.' I leaned back and started to unbutton my blouse, feeling Eileen's eyes boring into me as I stripped. I don't mind admitting that I know I have really big titties, and a couple of years back when this happened, they had a bit more uplift. I heard Carol suck in her breath when I pulled off my blouse and my tits bounced free, just inches from her face."
"'Oh, your nipple is still wet,' she said, shifting around to face me fully. 'Come down here and let me… dry it.'"
"I giggled and leaned over the edge of the tub. Eileen put both her hands gently around my breast, her touch again making me shiver in ecstasy, and then she pursed her round, dewy lips and sucked on my nipple, making it throb with pleasure."
"'Oh, God, Eileen…' was all I could moan before she suddenly reached up and grabbed my arm, pulling me into the tub with her. I tumbled in with a splash, the warm soapy water leaving puddles everywhere in the room."
"Laughing and giggling uncontrollably, Eileen and I both wrestled to get my sopping-wet slacks and panties off, then tossed them across the room in a soggy heap."
"Totally naked now, we started to cuddle each other. We fondled and stroked one another's breasts and ran our hands all over one another's body, while hungrily kissing and sucking, sighing and crying and laughing all at the same time as we finally gave ourselves over to totally female lovemaking."
"I tell you, Gwen, the feeling of making love to a woman for the first time was incredible, and it was made even more erotic by doing it in the bathtub, something I'd never have thought of. It was sensational lying back in the warm water, my cunt creaming and throbbing, feeling Eileen's soft, urgent hands all over my body, and finally ending up at my pussy."
"She cupped my muff with her whole hand, squeezing my mound gently.
Then she pried one finger into my tight hole, flipping it around just in the entrance, teasing me by rubbing it up and down on my swollen pink pussy meat.
"It felt so great that I had to do the same to her, to return the pleasure. I slid my hand down over her slightly swelling belly and then I was actually fingering another woman's cunt, exploring her warm pussy lips and the soft nest of curly hairs."
"We were both reclining back on the slanted end of the tub, turned to face each other slightly. My left tit was pressed into and almost covering her right tit, and our every move rubbed our hard nipples together and across our sensitive, aroused tit-flesh. I felt like my guts were melting and flowing out of my cunt; it was so good!"
"I knew it was my pussy syrups flowing, sticky and warm, pouring out of my twat and mixing with the warm soapy water in the tub."
"I stroked up and down on Eileen's ripe swollen pussy. Her cunt lips were extended and throbbing under my fingers, and felt warmer than the water around us. The feeling of all that soft, hot woman-flesh in my hand just turned me on even more, and I started to stroke her faster."
"She was moaning and crying with pleasure now. 'Oh yes, faster! Harder' she kept crying as I finger-fucked her cunt, still just working on the outside of her mound, prolonging the pleasure. Her own loving hand was moving faster and harder on my twitching, creaming cunt. I was beginning to go crazy with a lustful lesbian fever."
"My body started to undulate beside her, and Eileen was bucking her beautifully rounded hips into my hand as I rubbed her luscious twat, feeling the hot juices oozing out of her hole before they mingled with the cloudy water of the bath."
"I pried my fingers deeper into the folds of her cunt and teased her clitoris with my fingertip. She jumped as if I had stuck her with a pin, and then I let my finger slip lower into her juicing cunt hole, prying into the warm soft flesh of her fuck tunnel."
"The water in the bathtub was beginning to look like a storm had hit it, splashing about and making a mess of the throw rugs. But as our bodies moved faster and more wildly, we didn't care about anything but getting each other off, about getting all the pleasure we could from this first erotic meeting."
"I looked at Eileen's gorgeous face to see it flushed with unbridled lust, her eyes closed, head back and mouth open in pleasure as she arched her hot muff up into my rapidly rubbing hand. Her own hand had never stopped its fabulous fucking of my pussy, and the speed of her rubbing was setting up a delicious friction, setting my burning clit ablaze."
"I closed my own eyes as the ecstasy mounted like wildfire through my belly, causing all my muscles to turn stiff with the waves of joy rolling over me. I couldn't believe that anything could feel so good!"
"And then I was peaking, hitting that beautiful orgasm I had longed for, feeling like bolts of lightning were shooting through me. Even as I came, I increased my frenzied rubbing and stroking motions on Eileen's twat, and her lovely little body suddenly arched right up out of the water."
"She pressed her head hard against the back of the tub, and I could feel her entire body stiffen while her orgasm built in her."
"'Do me! Fuck me!' she was crying out, humping her twat up into my hand, wiggling her hips in spasms of pleasure. I kept rubbing up and down on her creaming pussy, circling around and around her throbbing clit, then prying my finger with fast jabs into her convulsing cunt hole."
"She still hadn't stopped working on my pussy, even after I had orgasmed, and I suddenly squealed with pleasure as I felt a second wave of orgasmic spasms grip my twat. My cunt quivered and the juices flooded out as Eileen's fingers pried deeply into my twitching hole."
"Then she suddenly pulled them out and slid her fingers up my heaving twat to my clitoris, and pinched it!"
"There's no way to tell you the incredible feelings that it sent blasting through my well-turned-on body! I jerked and convulsed in the bathtub, splashing what little water was left in it now out onto the soaking floor of the bathroom."
"We thrashed together wetly, our breasts pressed tit-to-tit, the nipples bloated with passion. Both our orgasms mounted to a fever pitch that had us both squealing and jerking wildly with pleasure."
"When my second climax had finally peaked, and the searing hot waves of passion had stopped reverberating through my body, I shivered in the aftermath and started to come down."
"Eileen took my hand away from her cunt and pulled it up to my face. I stared at my fingers, white and dripping with her woman-juice, and saw her eyes gleaming brightly as she stared over them at me."
"'Taste me, Carol,' she sighed so low I could barely hear her. Without a moment's hesitation I stuck my hand in my mouth and sucked all her gleaming juice off my fingers, loving the hot, tangy taste of her cunt.
I slurped noisily as I sucked, staring deep into her eyes."
"'This is only the beginning, darling,' she sighed as she put her arms around me and hugged me close."
"And since that day, we've made love at least once a week. Your father doesn't know anything about it, and neither does her husband. But now that you know, it'll be just a secret for us girls!"