| Ashley & Danni "Sweet Secrets #1" Hope you enjoy this one. Writing time is still limited while transitioning jobs. Ergo the 2-parter this week. story The warm autumn turned somewhat chilly as October rolled by and Halloween drew nigh. And thus the frosty morning prompted Danni to don a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt before skateboarding to school on the icy streets. Her arm was now free of the cast, yet woefully behind the other now as the muscles had to be rebuilt. But when the school day had passed and Danni had returned to a heated home, she was rather quick to shed the pants and flannel shirt for a tee and a skimpy pair of gym shorts before collapsing on the couch to watch TV and start her homework. Yet after turning on the retro 'The Wild Wild West,' she began to unpack the few Halloween decorations from the box in the living room. Yet when her mother arrived home from her job at the salon, she was hardly surprised to see her daughter in shorts in spite of the chill outside. And thus she got to work in the kitchen and soon called her for supper. "Mom, uh... can we talk?" said Danni upon the conclusion of the meal. "Of course," replied Mrs. Horton. "What's on your mind, dear?" "Well, uh... you see... uh... it's report card day," replied Danni, producing her report card. "See?" Danni handed her mother the report card, still uneasy to discuss other issues. Ms. Horton took and quickly looked it over. "Five A's and B, in math!" "Well, I just don't get math." "Oh honey! I'm not upset at all! I very proud of you, dear!" gleamed Ms. Horton. "Well... thanks Mom! You're the greatest mom in town and I love you," replied Danni nervously. "Well, well, well... I usually hear that when you've done something mischievous!" replied Ms. Horton with a suspicious smile. "Oh, I'm not in trouble," assured Danni as she rose from the table and entered the living room to collapse on the couch. "Danni! I thought you wanted to talk," replied Ms. Horton as she followed. "Oh... well I just had to show you my grades," replied Danni. "And well... there's more." "Oh?" said Ms. Horton as she sat down on the couch next to Danni. "Yeah... well, you see, I... I... have to tell you! You see I... I... I really care a lot about Ashley!" she stammered, perhaps on the verge of tears. Her stomach churned and her body shook, wondering if now would be a good time to come out of the closet. "Yes, I can see," replied Ms. Horton. "And I'm very proud how you took a difficult person and made a best friend of her. Not many kids your age are mature enough to do that, y'know." Danni swallowed hard. "Uh... yeah. But what I mean is... well... I really LOVE her!" "Yes, she's such a sweet girl after all," replied Ms. Horton. "No Mom, I mean..." Poor Danni was terrified. She had purposely waited until grade reports came out that she might shower her mother with good marks in school to damper any reaction her mother might have. She swallowed hard, now realizing there was no turning back. "Oh Mom! What I mean is... is... well, I'm IN love with her! Get it? I love her like... like a boy loves a girlfriend. In fact, she IS my girlfriend. We love each other and we're lost without each other! I tried not to but I can't help it!" Danni could say no more. She was so fearful of her mother's reaction that she struggled to fight back tears. Ms. Horton on the other hand grew stone still as she digested her daughter's words. "Oh? Ooooooh! I see. So what you're trying to say is that... well... you're... you're gay?!" "NO! I mean... well, sorta. I mean, yes! I guess that's what it is," stammered Danni. "Look! I didn't try to be gay! It just happened and I don't know why! I'm sorry if I've upset you! I didn't mean too I..." "Danni!" interrupted Ms. Horton. "I don't need a long speech." "But you're upset! I can tell!" "Well... actually no," replied Ms. Horton. "I'm... I'm a little freaked... but only a little. I mean, part of me knew this all along and expected you to come out with this one day and another part of me just figured this was all a phase and one day you'd ask for trendy slutty clothes, which I would refuse to allow, and the phone would ring off the hook with guys calling. I don't know! I expected both. But..." She took a deep breath and then gently patted Danni on her bare thigh. "Honey, I'm not going to reject you, or disown you because of this. And I wish you wouldn't be so worried over it. I thought I had made that clear all along, that even when I am upset with you, I never stop loving you." "So you're okay with it?" asked Danni with hope. "Well, I'm okay with you, dear!" assured Ms. Horton. "And I'll get used to it soon enough. And if it's with someone like Ashley, well... I guess I can't complain." "Oh Mom," gleamed Danni, the heavy burden that had weighed down on her for years now lifted. She hugged her mother tightly as she finally broke down and cried, more of a release than anything. "Honey, I've always been proud of you," said Ms. Horton. "I've felt very lucky to have you in my life. I mean, you weren't the pink and lacy 'girly-girl' that a lot of mothers have, but you've always been a good child." "Oh, you're the greatest mom in the whole world... until you ground me again," replied Danni. And there they sat for a few moments alone on the couch, until the roles nearly reversed. For Ms. Horton soon grew as nervous as Danni had been moments before. "Honey... while were sharing deep secrets well... I think there's something you should know too. I've never told you the whole truth about something. I mean, I figured you just weren't old enough to understand. But I suppose you're old enough now." "Oh? What is it, Mom?" "Well... it goes like this. You see..." Poor Ms. Horton now found it difficult to speak. Yet if her daughter could be so trusting in forth-coming, she vowed she would too. "You see, a long time ago, when I was a senior in high school, I knew this girl. She was very pretty and all the boys wanted her. And at least one got her, for she got pregnant! I never knew who the boy was but... well, the girl didn't want anyone to know. So she wore larger and larger clothing as the school year went on to hide it. And sometimes girls just don't get that big. But anyway, one day..." Suddenly, Ms. Horton paused to wipe a tear. "Oh, I cry every time I think of this," she said. "Go on, Mom," coaxed Danni. "Well, (-sniffle-) one day, she went into the bathroom at school and gave birth. I only know this because... well, I was in the next stall over. Once I heard her pushing and grunting and crying well... I was paralyzed and freaked out! I held still so she wouldn't know I was there. But the worst part was..." Suddenly, Ms. Horton burst into tears. She couldn't speak. "It's okay, Mom. It happened long ago," said Danni. "Can you tell me the rest?" "I have no choice now," replied Ms. Horton as she wiped her eyes. "It was awful! She left the stall, and I heard the sink running and then I heard her run out. So I ran from the stall and found a trail of blood! And then... (-sob-) Oh God, help me! I found a... a... Oh GOD! SHE HAD PUT HER BABY IN THE TRASH CAN AND LEFT!" roared Ms. Horton. "Oh-mah-gawd!" exclaimed Danni, thinking that such a thing could never happen. "But I grabbed that baby!" continued Ms. Horton. "I grabbed her! And then, well, I quickly washed the baby off and wrapped her in my sweater. And I took that baby and ran out to my car and drove straight to the hospital! They checked the baby over and gave her all the medications a new-born is supposed to get! When they asked me whose it was, I didn't know what to say. So I told them it was mine! Imagine that? I hadn't even been with a guy ever, and there I was saying I had given birth to the baby! So, they called my mother, your grandmother, and she came right away in a furry. She knew I hadn't been pregnant so I told her what had really happened. And I knew if I had revealed the true mother, she would have gone to jail. And she deserved it! But I also knew that the little baby girl I held might end up in foster care, or who knows what. So your grandma was convinced to go along with it. And so after a few days, we took that baby home." "Oh my God!" cried Danni. "You really loved that baby!" "Yes, honey I did!" replied Ms. Horton. "I mean, at first, I was just rescuing her from the bathroom as a gut reaction. But by the time I was at the hospital, something snapped inside my head and... well, I loved her. I held her close and sang to her." "But... but... whatever happened to her," asked Danni. "Well, I did give her a name as they were running all their tests," continued Ms. Horton. "I uh... well... I named her 'Danielle Grace!'" she confessed. 'Yes, dear! That child I rescued was you!" Danni jolted as if stung by a wasp. At such news, she gasped in awe and disbelief. "You mean... you... you're not my REAL mother? I mean, you didn't have me?" "Well... dear I... well, while I may not your 'birth' mother, no," stammered Ms. Horton. "I've done for you what any true mother would. And that's why you never recall a father in your life." "But... but... I've always called you 'Mommy!' Why did you wait so long to tell me the truth?" protested Danni. "I've always thought you were my 'real' mother!" Poor Ms. Horton burst into tears. "Oh Danni! I saved your life! I gave you a life! I gave you MY life! Since that moment I rescued you and took you to the hospital, my life was never my own again! And I never complained. I raised you, fed you, and changed some nasty diapers! I've patched up your skinned knees every week! When you wanted Star Wars toys and skateboards rather than Barbies and teddy bears, I got them for you because I wanted you to be happy! I was there when you took your first step and said your first words and when you broke your arm! And I was there to hold you and love you when you announced you were gay! How much more of a 'REAL MOTHER' can I be?!" Poor Ms. Horton cried like a child herself as she pled her case to her daughter. As for Danni, she fell silent for a moment to consider everything. Her own perception of her life would have to be re-written, yet her mother's desperate pleas all seemed to make sense. "Oh Mommy!" she said as she embraced her mother. "My baby!" replied Ms. Horton as she cradled her tween daughter. "My beautiful... beautiful baby girl!" And thus she wept as she held her close. But as the minutes passed in silence, Danni finally spoke. "I... I'm sorry Mommy! I... I didn't mean to sound that way." "I know what you meant, dear," replied Ms. Horton softly as she patted Danni's bare thigh again. After a few moments of staring, she changed her tone slightly. "You have such pretty muscle tone on your legs!" "Mooo-ooom!" protested Danni as she blushed. "Now don't tell me you're embarrassed about that, dear!" snapped Ms. Horton. "I have to fight you to get you into long pants every winter!" she said as she gently rubbed and squeezed Danni's leg. "And I'm sure Ashley has made some comment about your cute legs by now!" "Well... I... I just hate jeans," replied Danni "Of course, Ashley has the cutest little legs too," added Ms. Horton. "She looks good in her little skirts and dresses. I guess I can understand why you were attracted to her." But Danni wiped the remaining tears from her face and blew her nose. "Oh Mom, I feel like such a wus! I mean, I can't be the crying type." "Oh honey! You may be tough and strong, but you're still female and I think that's what Ashley loves about you. I mean, you may play sports and fix cars if that's what you like but don't try to be someone that you're not. And as a female, you're just gonna cry sometimes! And if you think it's bad now, just wait until you start having periods, which could be any day now!" "Oh Mom! I don't want that!" "Sorry dear, but Mother Nature is a bitch!" Yet she shamefully covered her mouth and giggled. Danni burst into laughter. "Now don't you ever repeat that!" warned Ms. Horton. "I may cut loose every once in a while, but the rules about language in this house are still in full force!" "Yes Mom," assured Danni. And thus she finally rose from the couch. "Well, I better get my homework done." "Of course. I'm proud of those wonderful grades so don't let them slip now." "Well... at least you don't have to worry about me getting pregnant," replied Danni with a smile. "Yes, that's one advantage I'll certainly enjoy!" agreed Ms. Horton.
"Told her what?" asked Ashley. "I told her about us!" Ashley gasped in terror. "You told her about... us? What we do after school?" "NOOoooo! I didn't go that far. I just told her that... well, we were girlfriends." "Oh, I see," replied Ashley. "Did she get mad?" "Naw, not her. She was cool with it. She even likes you!" "Well... my mom likes you too but... I haven't told her yet that you're my girlfriend." "Will you?" "Well, one day, yeah, I'll tell her." Danni sighed nervously. "What do you think she'd do?" "I don't know," said Ashley. "She might kinda freak out. She grew up hearing that gays go to Hell!" "I think that's stupid!" snapped Danni. "Well, one of her cousins is gay, I think," replied Ashley. "And she seems to like him and they always send each other cards and stuff. So I don't think she's that bad." "Well, maybe you should wait a while for her to get used to us. She might take it better." "Mmmm, okay. But I wanna sorta get it over with," said Ashley. "Yeah, I know the feeling. But just wait a little longer, okay?" "Mmmm, okay." And with that, Danni kissed her on the forehead—but only after looking both ways to ensure nobody was watching.
But eventually, she let those delicate fibers gently tease and tickle those little swollen bald lips. "Eeeee!" squealed Ashley as she thrashed about. "Aaaaah, you like that, don't you, my little brat!" said Danni as she teased that little pink cunny. "Ooooooh! Oooooh!" moaned Ashley as she tossed her head about and squirmed from side to side. Danni teased those little lips again, before raising the feather a few inches. "C'mon! Come get it! Lift up!" Ashley strained to lift her pelvis up from the bed in order for her throbbing clit to meet the feather. Danni gave her a few tickles before Ashley tired and her bottom fell back down to the bed. "C'mon! Lift up and get it!" coaxed Danni again. Ashley repeated the process, yet it was rather tiring. "You know you want it! Lift up and come get it!" "I... I can't!" wined Ashley. "Aaaah, poor baby!" said Danni as she finally lowered the feather and teased her crotch and inner thighs again. Ashley moaned and squealed in ecstasy once again. But finally, Danni could wait no longer. She dropped the feather and climbed up to mount her in a tribbing position. Then, in a fury, her naked muscular body began to hump Ashley's naked body wildly, clit-to-clit. "Ooooh! Aaaaah! Ugghh! Ooooh, Ashley! Oh Ashley! I luuuuv fucking your brains out!" moaned Danni as she tribbed away at her helpless golden-hared lover. "Oooooh! Oooooh! Aaaaah!" moaned Ashley with mouth wide open and eyes clenched tightly. "Oooooh Danni! OOOOOH DANNI! This feels sooooo good! Don't stop! DON'T STOP!" "Oooh-gaaawwwd! Ooooh-gawd, I'm gonna cum!" cried Danni in a high raspy voice. Just a few more humps was all it took for her swollen pulsating cunny to burst. Instantly, her body burst into another electric climax. Ashley felt the warm tell-tale squirt on her body. And such a sensation, along with Danni's raspy and squeaky screams of ecstasy sent her over the threshold as well. With a loud squeal, Ashley too burst into massive orgasm. Once they had both recovered, Danni untied Ashley and as their usual ritual, basked in the glow in each other arms as they struggled to catch their breath. "Oh (–gasp-) oh!" panted Ashley. "Oh, Danni-Dan! I love getting dyke-raped after a hard spanking!" she said as she snuggled against her older lover. Yet she reached back and rubbed her bottom that Danni had spanked mercilessly only moments before she had tied her up and trib-raped her. "Oh Ashley, my Ashley," cooed Danni as they cuddled, "You make me cum soooooo hard! I love you!" And thus she kissed her on the cheek. Ashley smiled as she snuggled all the more. "I love you too, Danni. Very much! I... I have got to tell my mom! I mean, I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful and pretty girlfriend that I want the whole world to know that she's mine and I love her!" "Oh Ashley!" said Danni with a twinkle in her eye. "You're such brat!" Yet she squeezed her hard and kissed her all over. "But you're MY brat!"
"Okay Mom!" came Danni's faint reply from her room. Yet soon after, the doorbell suddenly rang. Ms. Horton turned off the stove and shed her apron before racing to answer the door. When she flung it open, with whom should she come face to face, but Ashley's mother Bianca staring fire back at her. Ashley stood at her side forlorn in her mother's clutch. "Tammy Horton!" she roared. "Yes? Bianca! How've you been? Come on in!" replied Ms. Horton, ignoring the hostile tone. Yet Bianca Sanders barged in with anger in her eyes. "Don't you 'How've you been' me with those dingbat innocent eyes! I should have known!" "Uh... I... excuse me?" "Yeah! I've done the math! You're 28 years old with an 11 year old daughter! Tammy Horton is no innocent angel! That would explain it! And then... that... that daughter of yours does all she can to 'convert' my Ashley into an... an... oh I can't even say it!" Poor Ms. Horton grew quite uneasy at the sudden hostilities, obviously quite unaccustomed to altercations. "Well! I... I'm sorry Bianca, I have no idea what you're talking about! Why don't you come in and sit down and we'll talk about it... y'know, like two grown women!" "Oh! Grown women! Sure! I've got plenty of 'grown women' words!" roared Ms. Sanders. Yet she accepted the invitation and sat down on the couch, nearly forcing Ashley down with her. And all the boisterous discourse had roused Danni and thus she dared to enter the humble living room as well. "And there she is!" continued Mrs. Sanders. "Just what have you been telling my daughter?!" "Hold it!" snapped Ms. Horton. "If you have an issue with Danni, then tell it to ME! Then I'LL deal with her!" "Oh I've got an issue, alright!" roared Mrs. Sanders. "It would appear that Danni is filling Ashley's head with weird things! Namely— lesbianism!" With that, she began to cry. "Ashley came home today and thought she'd 'come out of the closet!' And now she thinks she's in love with Danni!" "But I AM, Mommy!" assured the desperate Ashley. "Hush, you!" ordered Mrs. Sanders before facing Ms. Horton again. "I should have known! However, as of this moment, I must forbid my Ashley from having anything to do with Danni!" "Nooooo, Mommy! You can't do that!" "I'm your mother!" roared Mrs. Sanders. "I can do anything! And I already HAVE done it! So keep quiet! You are to have no further contact with Danni!" |