Ashley & Danni "Daughter Swap"

by Pulsar

Danni sat in class again after the winter break, yet she forgot to sit ladylike as she often did, being out of the habit of wearing the required school skirt. However, she did not realize that with her legs outstretched and her feet apart, her sky-blue panties were in plain view of the teacher. But had she known, she may not have cared. For the only redeeming value her 'girly-girl' skirt had to her tomboy lifestyle was that it displayed her gorgeous muscle tone on her thighs as well as the remnants of last summer's shimmering-bronze tan. And thus she half-listened as she either chewed her pen or made doodles of Star Wars drawings on the margins of her paper.

Thus she slowly rocked a leg from side to side as a nervous tick as her panties flashed unawares. Though she dared not let her grades slip, her mind was far away—in another time and another galaxy, battling droids and rescuing her dear princess Ashley from the evil Sith lords. And after such daring missions, her princess was ever so willing to make passionate love to her tomboy sapphic rescuer.

"Danni!" called out Ms. Ried her teacher.

"Oh... yes ma'am?"

"Are you ready to pass a test on adding fractions?"

"Oh, yeah... well almost. I think I got it."

Suddenly, the class snickered. Ms. Ried looked at her somewhat suspicious, her upskirt view unavoidable. Yet for some reason, she said nothing about it. "Well, if you pay attention to the board rather than your Star Wars drawings, you just might pass!" Now the whole class erupted in laughter, especially the preppy in-crowd girly-girls.

"Dweeb!" whispered one.

"Dyke!" whispered another.

Danni looked up with a hint of a grin before she sneered. Then, she pointed to her kneecap. "How'd you like this knee to hit your nose at 120 miles-per-hour?!" she said sincerely.

"Ooooh," taunted the first girl, albeit she would rather not find herself in a cat-fight with Danni. "Cute panties... dyke!" said the first.

"Oh? Well now we know who the 'real' dyke is!" retorted Danni, before ignoring her. Nevertheless, she looked down to see her skirt had almost vanished in a wad, leaving her well-toned bare legs out in the open. She smiled within. There was just something thrilling about showing the whole world her nice muscular legs. And the hard wood seat of the desk against the back of her thighs was quite a pleasant sensation.

That evening when the sun set, Danni rose from the couch, once again clad in a jersey and jogging shorts. She seized upon her coat and skateboard. "Mom! I'm going to Ash's house!" she called out.

"Oh no you're not!" snapped Tammy. "It's forty degrees outside!"

"It is?" replied Danni. "Okay." And thus she stooped down and pulled her tube socks up as far as they'd go, halfway over her knees. "Now can I go?"

"First... you're not going out there in shorts! Second, Ashley's mother had plans and Ashley's not available tonight. You can stay in. Besides, your father will be over soon and you should spend some quality family time with your brother!"

"Mom!" protested Danni. "You're not getting married until June. They're not my dad and brother yet."

"You need to start adjusting now," said Tammy.

Danni sat back down on the couch, and folded her arms and crossed her legs. She sighed. "So what's Ashley and her mom doing?"

"I don't know dear," replied Tammy. "She didn't say so I didn't ask. It's their business; not ours. Now you and Robbie have plenty of the same interests, so you can at least get to know your own brother!"

"Yes Mom," she groaned.

Meanwhile, a few blocks over at the Sanders' house, Bianca stood at the door of her daughter's bedroom. "Ashley? Are you ready?" she asked.

Ashley sighed. "Yeah Mommy, I'm ready," she mumbled as she emerged wrapped tight in a bathrobe after having bathed.

"Good. You're Aunt Brenda and Krista will be here at any moment," said Bianca.

"Mom? Why are you doing this?" she dared to ask.

"Now honey, we've talked about this before. You're Aunt Brenda has to move out of her house by next week and therefore will be moving in here. And while one of us is away, the other will be in charge so you need to get used to obeying her too. So, we thought it best if she came over with Krista so we can trade daughters and give you each a spanking!"

"But I didn't do anything?" protested Ashley.

"You've been a little testy lately," replied Bianca. "And Aunt Brenda says Krista has too. So it wouldn't do you any harm to get your bare bottoms spanked tonight."

"But I wanted to play with Danni," she wined. "C'mon, Mommy! I don' wanna spankin'!" She bobbed up and down with her hands reaching back to cover her bottom.

"It won't be too hard!" assured Bianca. "But I image your Aunt Brenda will want a few tears, just like I'll expect from Krista." With that, she peered through the crack in the curtains of the front window for the millionth time. But after a few more minutes, she heard the car pull up into the driveway. "She's here!"

With that, she raced through the kitchen and into the garage to open the door. Brenda pulled all the way in and Bianca closed the door, lest her car be seen outside. For they wanted to give no indication that anyone was home. The phones had been unplugged and curtains drawn tight. Lights were turned off that might be visible from the street. The kitchen light was on, as well as a lamp in the living room. But other than that, the house was dark, now completely closed to the outside world.

Brenda came in through the kitchen with Krista in tow, carrying some sacks of carry-out (take-aways) from the local drive-true which she sat on the table. "Here are two kids' meals," she said as she unpacked them. "Sit down and eat girls."

Krista too was clad in nothing but a bathrobe once she removed her coat, and smelt shower-fresh as she sat wordlessly to solemnly ate her burger and fries. Ashley nervously swung her legs as she sat in the chair to eat. Though feeling a little chagrined over her body naked beneath the robe, her nether region began to throb and tingle.

After they had all eaten, it was straight to business. However, they began by taking the girls into the living room, sitting them down and doing their hair. Bianca ogled as she ran her fingers through Krista's red hair. "Oh God! This is such pretty hair!" she exclaimed. "I could just comb it all day!"

"Thanks," replied Brenda as she ran a comb slowly through Ashley's golden hair. "We've got a Rapunzel here with all this long pretty golden hair." Nevertheless, the two mothers gently combed and then bound the other's daughter's hair. Finally, Ashley had a long bushy pony tail and Krista had two dangling pigtails.

"Okay girls, it's time!" said Brenda as she produced a small paddle from her purse. "Ashley, let's see how this paddle works on your bottom!" Ashley only looked at it, before crossing her legs tightly. "What have you got, Bianca?"

"I've got a nice little wooden ruler just right for a small bare bottom!" she said. "Won't do any harm but will sure make a nice warm sting!"

"Wonderful!" exclaimed Brenda as she stood up from the couch. She clutched Ashley by the arm. "Come on, honey! It's time!"

Ashley didn't have the drive to resist. And thus she followed her 'Aunt Brenda' into her room. Brenda sat down on the bed, never releasing her girlfriend's daughter. "How hard are you gonna spank?" she dared to ask.

"Oh... hard enough," came her vague answer. "Don't worry. A proper spanking never harmed a child. It's good for you!" And with that, she reached out for the sash of her robe. "Now let's get this off so I can get to that bare bottom." And so Ashley stood motionless as Brenda untied the robe and slowly slid it of her shoulders. There she stood naked before the 30-year-old Brenda. By now, her nether lips were pink and swollen in anticipation of what was to become. Brenda took one glance at her charge's nether regions before coaxing her over her lap with her bottom up high and vulnerable. Ashley lay there waiting for her fate, when she suddenly felt an open hand gently touch her bottom. She gasped as Brenda rubbed her bottom for a few seconds. "Aw, how cute!" she exclaimed.

"Oooh!" gasped Ashley as she clenched her buttocks tight.

"Now understand, I'm gonna spank you just like I spank my Krista," she said as she rubbed those bare buttocks.

"Y-yes, Aunt Brenda," mumbled Ashley as she squeezed her bottom tightly again. The action caused her pelvis to thrust against Brenda's lap.

In turn, Brenda gave a few slow light slaps on each buttock, causing Ashley to flinch once again. But instead of feeling the paddle against her bottom, she felt a finger tickle down her crack, causing her to jolt. "Are you gonna behave for me?" asked Brenda.

"Y... yes Aunt Brenda," replied Ashley as her breathing grew harder. By now, she was leaking a little moister down below. And once again, she felt the finger caress her crack.

"Are you even going to behave when I have to spank you in the future?"

"Yes Aunt Brenda." And so Ashley gasped as she felt Brenda's finger slowly and deliberately tease her crack again. "Aaaaah," she moaned as her squeezed her nude buttocks tightly together and kicked her legs.

As for Brenda, she was hardly surprised at Ashley's reaction. Not only could she feel the moisture on her thighs, but she could detect a faint hint of the 'girl scent' as well. She glowed inside, for everything she suspected about her girlfriend's daughter seemed to be true so far. And thus she raised her open hand above those tantalizing buttocks that now rhythmically would clench and relax at a predictable pace. She took a deep breath, waiting to slap those waiting pale globes.

Ashley grit her teeth as she awaited the first swat. She clenched her buttocks tight and humped against Brenda's lap. But instead of a hard smack, she felt but a mild slap graze her bottom. A second later came another on the other side. She moaned and flinched as a series of five light slaps caressed her bottom. Yet then, there came another brief tickle down her crack and over her puckered rectum, causing her to squirm and moan, before yet another series of five light slaps struck her bottom.

But when she least expected it, she felt a hand land with a –smack!-, leaving a mild sting on her right buttock. Before she could react, another landed on the left side. Suddenly a barrage of slaps from Brenda's open hand struck her bottom at a rate to two per second, causing her to squirm and moan. The sting began to build up, yet the throbbing and tingling in her nether regions only grew. And her squirming only seemed to cause her little swollen clit to rub harder against her 'auntie's' lap. "Oh! Oh! Ooooh!" she mumbled as she took the spanking.

But only thirty seconds later, the slapping suddenly stopped, but only after a few deliberately placed hard swats to bring it to a close. "Ow! Ow! Oooowww!" cried Ashley as the last one struck her bottom, causing her to clench her buttocks tightly and hump down hard.

"No tears yet," said Brenda as she paused to rub that now-pink bottom. "But that was just the warm-up."

Even though Ashley could not see behind her, she could hear and feel Brenda's moments and she knew she was reaching for the wooden paddle. She squeezed her little bare buttocks together in anticipation and curiosity as to what it would feel like. And soon enough she felt the cold hard smooth wooden surface come to rest across her bottom.

"Does your mother paddle you on the bare?" asked Brenda.

"Uh-huh," mumbled Ashley as she trembled. "But she uses the hairbrush."

"Oh! I bet the brush hurts!" said Brenda.

"Yeah, it hurts a lot!" replied Ashley as she continued to rhythmically hump.

"Now this paddle might not hurt as much as the hairbrush, but that means the spanking only lasts longer because it will take you a little longer to cry," said Brenda as she gently caressed those buttocks with the flat surface of the paddle. "Do you know why I'm using the paddle now?"

"Uh... because it hurts more than your hand?" replied Ashley as she continued to breathe heavy and rub her swollen clit against her spanker's lap.

"That's right," said Brenda as she gently patted Ashley's bottom.

And so Ashley lay in position in both fear and curiosity, waiting to see what the paddle spanking would feel like. Yet after feeling a few more soft taps, the paddle left her bottom in what she knew was preparation for the first hard swat. However, in stead, she felt Brenda's finger once again gently caress and tickle her crack, sending a jolt up her spine. She could feel her legs break out in goose pimples as the tickling sensation caressed between her buttocks. Then, she felt a finger tickling at her rectal opening for a few moments, once again causing her to moan and squirm.

"Oh! That tickles," mumbled Ashley as more juice oozed from her hidden hairless opening, now pressed tight against Brenda's thighs.

"Now this is gonna hurt!" warned Brenda as she raised the paddle with her right arm. Her left hand gave a few more squeezes to Ashley's bottom. "I hope you're ready."

"Yes, Aunt Brenda. I'm ready for a really hard spanking now," assured Ashley as she grit her teeth.

Yet there came a few 'teasing' swats that only tapped her bottom with a feathery touch, causing Ashley to whine and squirm in protest, thinking each one would be the real one. But then, it finally came. 'SMACK!' went the paddle on her bottom, causing her to jolt and kick her legs. "Oooow!" she cried as the sting soaked in. 'SMACK!' came the second swat. "Oooow!" Each swat stung like a million needles, and left a lingering burn on her buttocks. But the impact would seem to send shock waves down betwixt her legs, causing her throbbing clit to hunger all the more.

After ten swats, Ashley was nearly in tears. Sensing this, Brenda stopped spanking to rub out some of the sting. Ashley fell calm again, especially when she felt a finger tickle her bottom again. But once she had calmed, the swats resumed. She took about seven before she was on the verge of tears. Once again, Brenda stopped spanking to soothe that red bottom and to tease and tickle that little pink puckered opening, this time inserting her finger about a centimeter. "Oooooh!" moaned Ashley as she humped and squirmed. Even at her age, could reason that her Aunt Brenda was aware of what was going on and intended to keep her aroused.

And so she repeated the cycle once again, of spanking her nearly to tears and then stopping to calm her down again by ticking and fingering her bottom. By now, Ashley had gone beyond the plateau and knew she would reach orgasm soon. And Brenda's tickling finger brought her very close. "Just a little tickle here before some hard spanks," she said softly to her well-spanked charge.

And soon, the paddle struck true again on her bare buttocks, causing her to shriek. This was harder than all the rest. She humped down hard to escape the burning sting, bringing her ever closer to climax. 'WHACK!' went the paddle again, causing her eyes to tear up. 'WHACK! SMACK!' By now, Ashley began to cry over the sting on her bare bottom. The crying actually felt good and brought her right at the edge.

But then she felt a few hard slaps from Brenda's hand, her 'aunt' wanting some more flesh-to-flesh contact. After enduring the wooden paddle, the hand spanks hardly hurt. "Use the paddle!" cried Ashley as she humped wildly.

"Ooookay," said Brenda, now quite elated. She could not be thrilled. Not only had she longed to spank her girlfriend's daughter hard, but her daughter wanting it was more than she could ask for. And thus she seized the paddle and gave a hard, 'WHACK!'

"OOOOohhhh!" cried Ashley as she humped wildly against her aunt. Two more smacks and Ashley felt that surge through her body. It was that tell-tale warm flush when orgasm was about to consume her. Then her head began to spin as if she were falling. Then, as the 'coup-de-grace,' she felt Brenda's finger gently poke into her rectal hole, gently tickling her. That's all it took. Suddenly, she burst into a wild and nearly painful orgasm. She shrieked and screamed. Her legs flailed wildly as she had a rather intense climax. For a few moments, her vocal chords froze during the most intense phase as her entire body thrashed and pulsated over Brenda's lap. But she cried out and moaned again once she regained her voice. "I'm cumming!" was all she could say.

But finally, she calmed down and fell limp, nearly unable to move a muscle. Brenda then gently rubbed and caressed her red-hot bottom. "That was quite a big one!" was all she could say. "You got me a little wet!" A few moments later, she lifted her from her spanking position and sat her down on her lap. She held her tight like a teddy bear and kissed her forehead. "Hey," she whispered. "I love you! You're a sweet girl! But you can sure be bratty." And thus she rocked her back and forth for a few moments.

"I love you too, Aunt Brenda," replied Ashley just above a whisper.

"I'll take good care of you when you're mother's not around, I assure you," she said as she cradled her naked charge like an infant.

"I know," mumbled Ashley, now half asleep with her tear-stained eyes closed.

Brenda thus slid her hand under Ashley's warm red naked bottom and gently squeezed. "But as you can see, when I have to spank, it's gonna hurt!"

"I know," mumbled Ashley, before turning her head to face her new aunt. "I... I WANT it to hurt!" she confessed.

Yet as this all took place in Ashley's bedroom, Bianca had taken 7 year old Krista down the hall to the master bedroom where sat her queen-sized bed. Once inside, she closed the door and sat the ruler down on the bed. She faced her red-headed charge who stared up with nervous eyes. "Well, honey. I guess it's time to get your bottom warmed up!" And with that, she leaned down to untie her little bathrobe. She slowly and gracefully slid it off her shoulders and off her arms, before tossing it into a chair by the bed. Now Krista stood naked and vulnerable. Her flesh was fair shade of pale with minimal tan lines. However, Bianca was slightly surprised when she noticed those two tiny nether lips were rather flushed and puffy against her pallor skin. Yet she knew it was a sign of arousal.

However, she ignored it for the moment. She took young passive silent Krista by the hand and led her over to the bed. "I hear that your mommy spanks you a lot to keep you in line," she said.

"Mmmm, I guess," she said.

"Well, it's my turn tonight," she said. "You need to get used to the idea of going over my knee too for a bare-bottom paddling if necessary." And with that, she gently but firmly pulled her from her feet and into position. Krista did not resist, yet did not cooperate that much either. But once in place, she trembled at the thought of lying naked over another woman's lap. Her breathing grew heavier as her nether regions pressed firmly against Bianca's thighs. Yet for several moments, she just lie there as Bianca stared and her little round spankable bottom. Finally, Krista felt Bianca's left hand rest on her lower back, followed by the right hand kneading and rubbing her bare bottom. "This cute little bottom could use a good spanking right now," continued Bianca as she gently rubbed around.

The sensation of the fingertips gliding around in circular motions caused Krista to wince and gasp. The caresses grew softer and more sensuous, until she felt those curious fingers glide right down between her crack. "Ooooh!" gasped Krista as she squeezed her legs together.

"Come hon, relax," coaxed Bianca. "This won't be the last time you get a spanking from me. Now spread those legs apart a little!" Krista complied without a word, moving her feet apart a few inches. "A little more," coaxed Bianca. And after spreading a few more inches, once again she sang, "A little more!"

Finally, Krista lay spread-eagle across her lap on the bed. She folded her arms under her flat chest and tensed up, knowing that soon her bottom would get a hot sting from the ruler. But that's not what she felt. Not yet. Suddenly, a strange tickling sensation tingled on her little bumhole as Bianca teased her. "OH! That tickles!" gasped Krista.

"You like a little tickle before getting spanked?" asked Bianca, her heart now racing in anticipation of swatting that luscious bare bottom.

"Yeah, sort of," mumbled the nervous Krista. Yet she bowed to her natural impulse to thrust her pelvis down into Bianca's lap as her little clit grew harder and her slit wetter. But the tickling sensation grew as the finger slowly began to enter her rectum. "Oooh! Oohhh!" gasped Krista as she humped a little harder.

"Now I expect you to be good for your spanking," said Bianca as she continued to tease her charge.

"Oooh! Mmmmmph!" whined Krista as she thrust her pelvis and writhed from side to side like a worm. But then she felt a gentle poke in her hole.

"Okay, I think that's enough tickling for now. It's time for the spanks," said Bianca as she poked her finger.

"Noooo, tickle me a little more first," begged Krista.

"Okay, a little more, and then it's time to turn this bottom red!" said Bianca. She grew very excited as the naked Krista would moan, squirm and hump about on her lap while she teased her tight little bummy-hole with her finger.

"Oooooh! Oooooh!" moaned Krista with eyes tightly shut and fists tightly clenched under her chest.

But soon, the sensation stopped. She felt Bianca's hand resting across both of her round bare globes and give a gentle squeeze.

"Okay hon. Now, it's time!" warned Bianca. And with that, she gave a few love pats, which caused Kirsta to flinch and hump. Bianca watched those buttocks jiggle with the few soft swats of her hand. Krista tightened her bottom in anticipation. "Okay, now, it's gonna start to hurt," warned Bianca as she raised her hand.

Krista grit her teeth and squeezed her buttocks together tightly. Yet she felt only a few more light pats before, 'SMACK!' a hand slapped her right side hard. 'SMACK!' came the next slap on her left buttock. 'Slap-slap-slap-slap' went the spanking, causing her to subtly hump as a warm sting began to glow across her bottom. And due to her pale complexion, her bottom turned red rather quickly, the spanks leaving bright crimson splotches across her buttocks. And thus Bianca slapped away with her hand, about two spanks per second.

At first, Krista hardly reacted, just lying as still as possible as her bottom jiggled under the spanks. But ten seconds later, the stinging sensation caused Krista to squirm and fuss. Yet Bianca continued to slap away at those roundish buttocks. After about forty seconds, she gave a few slow well-placed swats that were harder than the rest before stopping. By now, her own hand was stinging and throbbing from spanking her charge. And although Krista's eyes had yet to shed any tears, her face testified that her bottom was burning.

She breathed harder now and thrust firmly into her spanker's lap, causing her swollen little clitty to rub against Bianca's thigh. Yet she calmed somewhat when she felt Bianca's hand rub against her stinging bottom. Then she felt a few gentle squeezes before she could feel Bianca shift about to seize upon the wooden ruler. And so she clenched her bulbous buttocks tightly when she felt that wood come to rest across them and give a few feather-light taps. Yet suddenly, she felt the ruler tip caress down the sensitive flesh of her crack, causing her to winch and clench once again. "Oooooh!" she moaned as she squirmed about. The tickling sensation sent chills down her legs and up her back.

"Okay, it's time for the ruler!" declared Bianca as she gently tapped it against those crimson buttocks. Krista once again clenched her bottom tightly, wondering when the first stinging swat would strike. But instead, she felt another tickle down her crack from the ruler's tip, causing her to softly squeak. "Just be glad it's a ruler and not the hairbrush!" added Bianca.

"Y... yes Aunt Bianca," Krista mumbled over her heavy breathing.

"You do know that the hairbrush would hurt more!"

"I know," gasped Krista as Bianca dragged it down her crack again. "Ooooh! The ruler tickles!"

"Yes, but it's time for it to sting!" said Bianca as she tapped that bare bottom again.

Krista clenched and squirmed when she felt a mild practice swat on her bottom. She nervously awaited the hard swat. But again, she only felt the ruler tap her bottom a few times in preparation. "Mmmmph!" she whined and pouted when the third one landed rather softly, not knowing how hard it would be.

But Bianca readied the ruler high above that waiting bottom. "Okay hon, this is gonna really sting! It's gonna hurt more than the hand-spanks!" And then she gave flip of her wrist.

Krista felt the hard hot sting in sync with the loud 'WHACK!' of the ruler. It took a long half-second for the burning sensation to fully soak in. "Ooooow!" whined Krista as her red buttocks clenched tight. But a few seconds later, the second swat struck with the same furry as the first. "Ooooow! Ooow-owww!" protested Kirsta as she humped and squirmed about in her position. And thus she endured ten hot stinging swats from the ruler which left her eyes watering on the verge of tears.

Seeing this, Bianca paused and rubbed that hapless crimson red bottom before her. "I told you it stings!" she said as she rubbed those hot buttocks around in circles. Then, she allowed the tip of the ruler to caress that crack once more, causing her charge to flinch and squeal.

And the caressing and tickling seemed to delay her crying, thus allowing Bianca to prolong the spanking. And so once again, she delivered some hard hot stinging swats with the ruler across that bare bottom. However, by the sixth swat, poor Krista burst into tears. By now, she was crying for good. But in spite of her burning bottom, she humped all the more to soothe her starving throbbing clit. And thus Bianca stopped the spanking and let the tip of the ruler drag down her crack and back up once again. Krista's crying waned, but didn't stop. Yet she shrieked with the sensation. Finally, Bianca set the ruler down and rubbed that poor sore bottom. But the rubbing led to caressing, and then fingering that little puckered hole with her pinky.

Krista moaned over her crying as she felt herself near orgasm. She had already discovered such a thing while rubbing against her teddy bear and was no stranger to the feeling. And as she felt her spanker's finger tickle all about her rectal opening, she crossed the threshold. The warm flush came over her body rather intensely before she burst wide open. "Eeeeee!" she squealed as she humped wildly. The initial burst caused her body to jolt violently. She breathed hard and fast as she endured her most intense orgasm to date.

By the time she calmed down, she was only half-conscious. But Bianca reached down and pulled her up on her lap and held her close like a doll. She ran her fingers all through that red hair as Krista continued to softly cry out her spanking. Finally, she kissed her on the cheek. "You did very well taking your spanking," she said softly in her ear. "I sure do love you!"

"I... I love you too, Aunt Bianca," mumbled Krista over her fading sobs. Yet after she wiped her eyes a few times, she leaned closely to her spanker. "Aunt Bianca? I... I think that next time, I wanna try the hairbrush," she said.

"Oh?" said Bianca, quite taken aback, yet content at the idea.

Eventually, the two spent girls were put to bed. Brenda wrapped a diaper around Krista, claiming that she still had nighttime incontinence, and the incident with her father had only made it worse. When a sleepy Ashley giggled over it, Bianca diapered her own daughter as well, to both teach her a lesson about being condescending and to ensure a dry bed, for Ashley was prone to occasional nocturnal wetting and had only recently been taken out of trainers at night. And by the time the two mothers settled into Bianca's bed, they were beyond ready for some serious love-making. They stripped down and snuggled close under the covers. "I told you they wouldn't mind too much," said Brenda in the darkness.

"So you did," agreed Bianca. "I'm just curious, though. When did you realize you were into women?"

"Oh... probably when I was 12 or 13 years old!" she replied.

"What?!" cried Bianca. "Then... why the hell did you marry that... that beast?"

"Well... I was young and stupid. Besides, I didn't want to be a lesbian, so I decided to live the hetero lifestyle. In a way, I'm glad I did because Krista came out of it. She's all I have now! I wanted more children, but I guess it's good that didn't happen!"

"I think Ashley's is enough for me," said Bianca.

"Yeah, but.. I liked being pregnant. I liked the way she felt inside me, kicking around. And I liked giving birth! It hurt like hell, but still, I loved the feeling of her slowly coming out of me."

"You're crazy!" said Bianca. "Pregnancy is one thing, but childbirth...?"

"Well, my ex was always belittling me, making me feel small while he was that hotshot lawyer! But when I was giving birth to Krista, I was doing the one thing he could never do. For that moment, I had all the power! It was a wonderful feeling!" And thus she held her lover close, slowly working her body over with her fingers in preparation for some heavy love-making. "So, my dear Bianca! When did YOU realize you were gay?"

"I'm not sure if I really am," she said. "I'm only into you, I guess. I mean, as long as we're together, I don't need to make love to anyone else, male or female."

"Oh Bianca... my beautiful MILF Bianca," whispered Brenda. "Let's make love!"

Meanwhile, Danni lie in her bed just wondering why Ashley was not available that evening. Her arms longed to hold her dear lover close. Her lips longed to kiss Ashley all over, especially those long slender legs and little ruby lips. But there she lie alone. She had already gratified herself once. However, the starvation for affection tasked her once again, and so she reached down under the covers between her legs and went to work until she had another booming climax.