Not What You Think - Sex Stories

Not What You Think

... look so happy when

you're like this. That makes me happy for you."

I couldn't hold my tears back. I loved my baby so much. Raven took

the gag from my mouth and kissed me with her tongue. It gave me

goosebumps. She turned my head to Amanda. She kissed me with her tongue and

that made me shivered.

Raven turned to Amanda. "You hear those little whiny sounds she makes?"

Amanda smiled, nodding her head. "Yes. I do."

Raven stroked my butt. "I love those sounds. They make so hot."

I felt very special to have these beautiful girls in love with

me. We lay on the bed, one on each side of me. Raven with her hand on my

pussy; Amanda with her hand on my boobs. I didn't know what the future

would hold for us. I didn't know if I would serve them both. I knew I never

wanted to fight with my daughter again. If that meant I had to be

submissive to her; then I would.

They pulled me off the bed. "Come on. We need to take a shower."

Raven pushed my hair back. "I want to shave your pussy clean."

Amanda leaned over and kissed me. "I want to lick it dry."

I handed Raven the razor and stepped into the shower. I wanted to stay in

there forever with my two girls.

Kathryn sat in the quiet of her kitchen, with the sun just up and a warm

cup of coffee in her hand. She contemplated the events of the past few

weeks, putting together the little clues she had missed. How the girls had

set her up and where this might be going.

I feel sure ...

... there is far more to Raven's plan for me. This first week,

after seducing me she is introducing me to mild bondage and lesbian

sex. The most incredibly mind blowing moments of my life! OMG Raven is like

a sexual lesbian Goddess! She is making this so sexy and hot and so fun for

me! But, there is that darker side that comes out and a lot of mystery to

whatever my young Mistress has planned.

Amanda, my own daughter, knew this was right for me when Raven suggested

it. She loves her mother dearly and Raven is her new best friend. I suspect

she loves seeing her mom turned into a lesbian pet.

The butterflies stated fluttering and that warm, soft throbbing always

seemed just below the surface, ready to engulf me as I examine my new

life. I've done a lot of soul searching. Coming to grips with why I didn't

feel more guilty over what I'm doing with Raven and my own daughter

Amanda. This is good for us, and we all want it is the reality. As long as

we keep it secret, that is.

My coffee still warm in my hands, as warm shivers stir in my loins. What a

sick woman I've become, but we all love each other and it feels more right

than anything I've ever done.

Within a few days, it's beginning to feel normal. The new arrangement of

being molested and toyed with by Raven. Sometimes with my daughter watching

or even taking part. That itself, should tell me how sick and perverted I

am. Well it's not really normal, but not something as ...