Butterflies And Roses, Chapter Four

by Michael101662

The school day was finally over and Nancy and I walked down the hallway towards the exit for the long bus ride home. We were passing Ms. Bridgefield’s classroom and I noticed her looking through the window in the door. Just as I caught sight of her, and she with me, I noticed her blushing and quickly moved out of sight behind the door. Nancy noticed it, too.

“She is soooooooooooo into you, Ang,” Nancy whispered and winked at me.

“Looks like it, Sis.” I winked back.

But, before we moved on outside, we both eased over to the door and peeked inside. Ms. Bridgefield was back at her desk, just sitting there, like she was trying to decide something. I started to open the door and go inside to check on her when Principle Mathews called down to us to let us know the buses were ready to leave. She ushered us out the door and I noticed that she was heading back to Ms. Bridgefield’s classroom as we got in the bus.

We found a seat together and giggled, whispering between, making sure nobody could hear us.

“I wish I had the nerve to do what you did today.” Nancy told me in a hushed tone. “I would love to get hold of Mrs. Davies and fuck her silly.”

“Nancy…!!!” I blurted just a little too loud, but we only got a couple of looks, one from the bus driver warning us to keep it down with his eyes.

“Well, I do.” Nancy whispered back. “I think I’ll come to school tomorrow, without my panties on, you know, just to find out if she’s as into me as Ms. Bridgefield is into you.”

“You are so bad, Sis.” I whispered back, elbowing her gently.

“Think your Mom will have some ideas for me, too?”

“We can always ask.” I replied.

We got off the bus and walked to my house, I got out my key and opened the door, knowing Mom wouldn’t be home for another couple of hours. I led Nancy up to my room and we tossed our backpacks in the corner behind the door and I plugged on some music and then we went to my desktop to browse the net for some ideas of our own.

“Is this where you learned all that stuff you did today?” Nancy asked as we browsed the Leslita site.

“Well…ummm…some of it.” I stammered, hoping she would not pry any further.

“Then who’s idea was it to put on the skimpy school uniform and that scratching of your pussy had to come from someone…wait…Your Mom…?”

“Yes, Mom came up with those things…before…ummm…” I blushed as I tried to speak.

“Oh MY GOD!!!” Nancy almost screamed. “You and your Mom…did it, didn’t you?”

“Well, sorta.” I shrugged. “I mean, we played with ourselves…and each other…only a little.”

“Oh, come on, Sis…spill it.” Nancy told me in a nice imitation of her Mom.

After we both stopped giggling at how much we both sounded like our mothers, I told her all the details of what happened, how it began and how Mom had let me sleep naked.

“I am so jealous of you, Ang.” She sighed. “You’re so lucky to have such a cool Mom. My Mom is soooooooooooo lame.”

“I think your Mom is so pretty,” I told her. “I wouldn’t mind fucking her brains out.”

“Andrea!!!!” Nancy gasped, then we both broke out in loud laughter.

“Who wants to fuck ‘who’s’ brains out, young lady.” Mom asked in mock sternness as she caught us both off guard.

Mom had her hands on her hips and was eyeing is in that motherly pose that told us we were in trouble. But, before either of us could say a word, Mom started laughing out loud.

“The looks on your pretty little faces was…priceless.” Mom giggled.

Nancy and I exchanged confused looks before we, too, joined in on the humor of the situation.

After what seemed like hours, we all stopped laughing as Mom sat down on the bed and looked us both over carefully.

“So, you want to have sex with Nancy’s Mom, dear?” she asked. “What about you Nancy, do you want that too…to have sex with your Mom?”

“Nancy wants to fuck…mmgmmhm.” I started before Nancy’s hand quickly covered my mouth to keep me from finishing.

Mom raised an eyebrow and looked at Nancy who was now blushing more than I had ever seem her do before. Nancy removed her hand from my mouth and lowered her head.

“Don’t be ashamed, Nancy…we’re all girls here. You can tell me anything and I won’t judge you at all.” Mom assured her.

“I want Mrs. Davies.” Nancy said, almost too softly to hear.

“What was that sweetie?” Mom asked her gently taking one of Nancy’s soft hands into hers.

“I want…Mrs. Davies.” Nancy said a little louder.

“Your Math teacher.” Mom nodded knowingly. “She’s so sexy for someone her age. Good choice, dear.”

“Will you help her, Mom?” I asked.

“Why, of course I will baby…but I think that Nancy needs to build up to Mrs. Davies.”

Nancy and I looked at Mom, confused.

“She’s a real slut in bed.” Mom added with a smile.

We both gasped and exchanged looked before turning back to Mom. The grin on her face was joined with a look of remembrance.

“Mom…You and Mrs. Davies…She’s a lesbian, too?” I gasped.

“Well, not exactly. She’s bisexual, dear.” Then Mom leaned forward and whispered. “And she loves young girls.”

Nancy almost fainted at this news. I managed to keep her from falling to the floor. Mom helped sit Nancy back in her chair and went to get her a cold cloth to revive her with as I sat holding on to her.

After Nancy managed to come back to her senses, she eyed my Mom for a long moment.

“It’s ok, Hon.” Mom assured her. “I’m sure Susan…umm…Mrs. Davies…is gonna love you. But you need to try someone a little slower paced for your first time. Like you Mom. She’s such a cold fish that needs to be thawed.”

Nancy couldn’t believe here ears. My Mom was really talking about helping Nancy seduce her own mother.

“How, Ms. Andrews?” Nancy inquired meekly.

“Please, call me ‘Debbie’, Nancy.” Mom told her. “As for ‘how’…we’ll first try seduction and, if that doesn’t work, we’ll have to try some more ‘drastic’ measures.”

We spent a couple of hours reading stories and making plans to get Nancy and her Mom together. There were a lot of good ideas, some bad, but eventually we decided on something on our own.

“How’s this for an idea?” Mom announced.

We listened to my Mom intently as she laid out the entire plan to us and Nancy and I agreed and we set the plan into motion. Nancy’s Mom would be home in about thirty minutes so Mom left us alone and went out for a bit.

When Nancy’s Mom arrived home, I called Mom and told her. Then Nancy and I went up to my room and quickly got undressed and jumped into bed. Nervously, we started getting ‘warmed up’ for the rest of the plan, in order to make it more believable.

We heard Mom open the door and come upstairs, she leaned her head in my room and smiled.

“You girls look like you’re all set.” Mom said. “Now, Nancy, remember what I said, don’t take any of what I say to heart, it’s all part of the plan…ok?”

“I know, Ms….I mean…Debbie.” Nancy giggled.

Mom left the room and went to the phone in the hallway and called Nancy’s house sounding all angry and stuff.

“Hello, Helen?” Mom began. “I want you to come over here and get your slut of a daughter and get her out of my house this instant.”

Boy, Mom was playing to the hilt. She was cussing and screaming into the phone at Nancy’s Mom before slamming the phone down and coming back to the room, winking at us.

“You two best get busy, Helen will be here in a minute and everything should be just right.”

We both nodded and went back to kissing, fondling each other on top of the bed spread. The doorbell rang and Mom took a deep breath and put on her angry face before heading downstairs to answer the door.

“What is my daughter up to, Debbie?” Helen fumed as she marched inside the door, pushing past my Mom and looking around.

“Come upstairs and see for yourself.” Moms huffed and lead Helen up the stairs and stopped just outside the door which was opened just a crack. Helen leaned over to look inside to see the two naked treasures moaning and panting as they had switched to a 69 position while Mom was away.

Helen burst though the door and screamed at both of us but we didn’t stop. I lapped at Nancy’s pussy harder, moaning louder into her as she did the same. Nancy stood there for a moment, her face red with anger before yanking me off of her daughter just before we both were able to cum and glared at me.

Helen began to raise her right hand to slap me, but Mom was quick and she pushed Helen on the bed and glared down at her.

“Don’t you raise your hand to my girl, Helen.” Mom growled. “You are such a mean person and should be taught a lesson…doesn’t she girls?”

Helen looked up at my Mom, scared and confused then looking over at Nancy and me as we stood there, mimicking Mom’s pose, hands on our hips staring angrily.

“What do you think we should do with her, girls?” Mom asked, never taking her eyes off of Helen.

We both grinned and approached the bed, reaching for Nancy’s Mom.

“Wha…what’s going on here?” Helen gasped as she backed away from us until her back bumped the head of the bed, arms up defensively.

“You’ll see, Helen.” Mom told her as she sat down in one of my computer chairs and watched the show.

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