Nikki's Dilemma

by Telleroftales

This is only my second attempt at fictional short story writing, and any names used are purely coincidental. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, as would any help in the grammatical outlay. Special thanks to JetBoy for guiding me here.

'Why does it always seem to rain on a Wednesday?', Nikki Buchanan mentally asked herself as she gazed out of the nursery window at the incessant rain beating down, and with a sigh turned to the cot, and walked over to check on her 3 month old daughter Chloe. As she stood looking at her daughter, Nikki completely forgot about the miserable day outside as she thought to herself, (as she had done every day since Chloe's birth), how fortunate she was to have such a beautiful little girl.

Nikki released the tabs that held the drop side of the cot, and slowly slid it down, fearing that the scraping of the wood on the metal stringers would wake her sleeping child, but Chloe slept on oblivious to her mum's actions. Nikki carefully checked Chloe's nappy to make sure she hadn't pee'd, or dirtied, and, having satisfied herself that her daughter was clean, and dry, lifted the drop side up and secured it in place, and left her baby sleeping peacefully.

Nikki always left the door of the nursery slightly ajar, something that she had done since Chloe's birth, and she had asked herself many many times why she did this when the baby monitor was attached to Chloe's cot, and it worked perfectly, but it was something she just did, it made her, in her own words, "feel better".

Nikki went into the kitchen, made herself a cup of tea, and settled down on the settee, picked up the remote, and proceeded to go through the channels on TV.

'Jeez!!', Nikki thought as she trawled through the channels, 'what drivel, is this what I'm paying my licence fee for ', and promptly hit the standby button.

She knew she had a good hour before Chloe would wake up demanding to be fed, and was resigned to sitting there, sipping her tea when she suddenly remembered the book she had picked up in a charity shop a few days before. Something about the title had drawn Nikki to it, and she felt a compulsion to buy it, so without further ado, Nikki decided to find it, and find out why the title,

"A WOMANS PASSION", with a sub title, "One woman's journey into love", held for her.

"Ah!!, found you", said Nikki aloud when she spied the book lying under some newspapers, and took it over to the settee, settled down, and started to read.

As she was reading the preface, Nikki was startled to find that it was an account of a woman's journey into sex, but not just the usual sex between two women, but an account of a journey that encompassed sex with all females, from babies to toddlers, from pre-teen to adolescents, and from young adults to older mature women.

When Nikki came to the warning paragraph about the explicit content of the book, she quickly shut it, and put it down.

She sat, quite still, although she could feel her hands trembling slightly , and wondered why on earth she would be drawn to such a book, but drawn she was, and with a feeling of slight trepidation, took hold of the book, flipped to the first chapter, and began to read.

The book began by outlining the authors early recollections of her life, and how, as a toddler, and before, she had been introduced to the wonderful, and varied feelings of sexual contact with another woman, especially her mother, and wrote about the earliest memories she had of the love, warmth, and pure unadulterated pleasure her mother had given her during these early formative years.

Nikki was so engrossed in the content of the book that she quite literally jumped with shock as the baby monitor cackled into life. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and to her amazement found that she had been reading for some 40 minutes.

As she was heading to the nursery, Chloe was really starting to make herself heard, and Nikki called out, "I'm coming sweetheart ", and she reached the nursery to find Chloe was wide awake, and obviously in need of some attention. Nikki picked up her daughter, and cradled her as only a mother can, planting small tender kisses on the baby's forehead. The attention assuaged Chloe as Nikki carried her to the living room, laid her on the settee, undid the all-in-one, and removed the wet nappy

"Oh baby, your wet, and mummy's a naughty mummy for leaving you isn't she", cooed Nikki as she proceeded to wipe Chloe's little mound.

Having thoroughly cleaned Chloe's nether regions of any trace of urine with the wet wipe, Nikki opened up the jar of petroleum jelly, scooped a little pearl of the jelly onto the tip of her forefinger, and began to gently rub the jelly onto Chloe's little pussy, and cute little bottom.

Now Nikki had done this hundreds of times since Chloe had been born, and had never, ever thought of her daughter as anything other than the most precious gift that she had ever had, and had often thanked Tom Greening inwardly for the six months they had been together, which culminated in the arrival of Chloe some five months after Tom had, reluctantly, taken a secondment to the middle east as a private bodyguard to some foreign diplomat, but as she rubbed the jelly on Chloe's little pussy lips, this time it felt different. This time she actually thought about what she was doing, rather than doing it as second nature.

Nikki took a moment to look up from Chloe's little pussy, and was astonished to see her baby had her eyes closed, and had, or so Nikki thought, a look of complete contentment on her little face.

"NO!!!!, she can't be", raced through Nikki's mind as she looked at her daughter lying there, but no matter how Nikki felt about it, she instinctively knew that her daughter was actually enjoying having her little pussy lips rubbed.

The instant Nikki had the thought, she involuntary stopped rubbing Chloe's pussy lips, and with a jerk pulled her hand away from her daughters body.

"My God!!" , uttered Nikki more in shock than anything, and slumped on her haunches,

"why am I thinking like this?, she's my baby for god's sake, she's 3 months old, get a grip on yourself Nik, ah! it's that book, it's got you puddled " .

But Nikki knew deep inside, in the very depths of her being, that her daughter had enjoyed the attention she had been paying to her pussy lips.

As Nikki sat looking at Chloe, she remembered a paragraph from the first chapter of the book where the author had written about the discussion she had had with her mother many years later, about the sexual bond that had developed between them, and that her mother, at first, had baulked at the idea that a mother/offspring relationship could develop in such a way.

Nikki was mentally nodding in agreement with the sentiments of the authors explanation, and yet, had never stopped looking at Chloe's puffy little pussy lips.

She needed to find out, no matter how abhorrent the thought was, if what she thought was true, that Chloe was actually enjoying the attention Nikki was paying to her.

Nikki dipped her finger into the jelly again, and scooped a tiny little pearl onto the tip of her forefinger, and placed it onto Chloe's outer lips.

As soon as Nikki started to rub the outer lips, Chloe's response was immediate, she lifted her little bum up from the settee as if she was anticipating something happening.

Nikki moved her fingertip delicately over her daughters lips, not wanting to hurt Chloe, and tentatively pushed the tip into the cleft of Chloe's lips where she thought Chloe's little button would be, and was taken aback when she felt the hood of Chloe's button had parted to allow the tiniest of nubs to protrude.

Nikki withdrew her fingertip, and rubbed it with her thumb, and yes there was some secretion on her fingertip, and yes, it was from her daughters little pussy.

The realisation the her 3 month old daughter was actually getting turned on by what she was doing gave Nikki the biggest dilemma she had ever encountered, should she stop, and forget this ever happened, or should she follow her gut instinct, and see where it leads.

Nikki chose the latter.

She picked Chloe up, and started to undress her all the time talking to Chloe, and planting tender loving kisses on her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her lips, nuzzling her ears, (which made Chloe giggle), before finally, when Chloe was naked, kissed the nape of her neck .

Nikki couldn't believe how responsive Chloe was to all this foreplay, because foreplay it certainly was.

Nikki laid Chloe down again, and started to gently rub her belly moving her hand over Chloe's non-existent

breasts all the time watching her daughters reaction to what she was doing .

It was when Nikki moved her hand onto Chloe's outer lips that she found she had the most reaction.

Chloe lifted her little bottom ever so slightly off the settee as if anticipating Nikki's next move, and appeared, (or so it seemed to Nikki), to be waiting for her little pussy to be played with .

Nikki started to rub Chloe's little slit, and as she rubbed , felt Chloe's lips part to allow her to access her little, now quite rosy red, inner lips. Seeing her daughter's state of arousal gave Nikki the fillip she needed to go on, and she gently teased Chloe's tiny bud until it felt hard under fingertip. With the most delicate of touches, Nikki began to massage Chloe's bud, and with her free hand, opened Chloe's lips wide.

The sight of her daughter's hard bud, and the sticky almost milky white juice coming from Chloe's vagina seemed to switch all types of emotions on in Nikki, and as the emotional dilemmas ricocheted from one nerve ending to another in Nikki's very being, she knew that she had to finish what she had started.

Nikki moved her fingertip to Chloe's entry point, and slowly, almost hesitantly pushed it in.

Nikki knew, instinctively, that she was giving her daughter her first orgasm, and as Chloe rode her finger, Nikki thought, no.. knew, that this was the closest her, and her daughter would ever be in their relationship, and she held back the tears as Chloe's little bottom bumped the settee until a sticky ooze flowed along Nikki's finger, and as the orgasm hit Chloe, she seemed to grip Nikki's finger with her vaginal muscles, before sinking back onto the settee with a whimper of contentment.

Nikki sat beside Chloe, soothing her brow, talking to her daughter in a low voice, telling her how much she loved her, and that she always would , until she saw the rhythmic rise, and fall of Chloe's chest indicating that the child had fallen asleep.

As Nikki rose from her seated position on the floor, she thought her legs were going to buckle from under her, and quickly sought refuge in the armchair.

The seed of self doubt had planted itself firmly in Nikki's mind as she sat there contemplating what had just happened, and then, as if to appease all the negative thoughts careering around in her mind, said in a load voice, "It's that bloody book, none of this would have happened if I hadn't started reading it", and looked over to where she had left it lying.

"right, your off to the trash can", said Nikki, and leant over and picked the book up.

As she had extended her reach to get the book, Nikki had only gotten hold of the front cover, and the book opened to the first information page.

Nikki immediately spied the first edition date, 2066.

Nikki smiled to herself, "What a typo to make, that should have been checked , fancy printing a book that's got 2066 on instead of 2006 on," and this made her feel a little better.

"Bet the author doesn't know", she chuckled, and looked to see who had written it.

CHLOE BUCHANAN-GREENING………………………………. Nikki fainted.