The Hitchhiker, Part 6

by Thom

As I was about to confess to my daughter Missy who was away at school my love affair with a twelve-year-old girl that I picked up hitchhiking as I was driving to California, she confessed to me her love affair with a woman in town my age that she had begun when she was still in high school. I was at a loss for words and simply collapsed onto the floor in a heap, laughing and crying at the same time. My daughter thought I was making light of her feelings and complained bitterly.

"What's so funny about this Mom? This is the most serious thing I've ever been involved in. It's not at all funny and if you keep laughing, I will never speak to you again. I thought my being away might make it…you know…go away, that I would feel differently. But instead it's gotten more intense. I am aching to be with her again. I called to tell you that I will be seeing a lot of her over the break. I'm not sure yet if I'm going back to school. I don't think for now, I can be away from her."

"I'm not laughing at you honey only at the situation we find ourselves in. There must be something in the water here or it could just be a midlife crisis women my age are having."

"Mom, what are you talking about? Oh my gawd, I know what you're talking about. Who are you having an affair with? No one I know I hope. Not one of my friends. You wouldn't would you?"

"Hey miss self righteous. Don't go judging me. You're having an affair with one of my friends. And no, its not one of your friends. You don't even know her."

"Her? You're into girls too? Who is it and how old is she?"

"Remember I told you I picked up a girl hitchhiking when I brought the car out to you?"

"Well, yeah but she was like 12 Mom. Mom, you're not having an affair with a 12 year old, are you really? Gees, isn't that like seriously illegal? Mom, how could you? You're even weirder than Janice and I. I mean I thought we were pretty much out there."

"Like I said dear, don't judge. Jenny and I are very much in love with one another," I said as I held out my hand to her and pulled her into my lap, "and we both realize the problems with what we're doing. We will be working on the longer term issues once she gets settled. Neither of her parents really wants her so I'm pretty much her guardian as well."

"Okay, okay, I won't judge. We can discuss all of this when I get home. Janice will be picking me up at Logan and driving me home. I hope you will welcome her and I when we turn up. I'm not sure where I will be sleeping but most likely at her house."

"Well, sure, whatever you want. Or listen, how about this? I'll call Janice and tell her we've talked and see if she wants to stay here over break. You guys can stay in your room or in the spare room. Jenny and I are in my room so there are lots of extra beds."

"That sounds ideal actually Mom. Thanks for offering. Can you let me talk to Janice first though so that she isn't hearing all of it from you? I'll tell her to call you once I've got her accustomed to this new wrinkle. She's so afraid of how you are going to react. She wanted me to say I had to stay at school and she was going to come out to see me. Gees, won't she be surprised about this?"

After Missy hung up, I stretched my arm up the wall as far as I could without displacing Jenny from my lap and slid the phone into its cradle. I didn't want to disturb our being close. Obviously we had just learned some information that was potentially upsetting but more importantly, we had learned that we were going to have other people in our lives that would interrupt the solidarity that we had had up until now. The singularity of our life together was about to change quite dramatically.

Jenny and I must have sat silently on the floor holding each other close for nearly an hour before we became sufficiently uncomfortable that we needed to relocate. I whispered into Jenny's ear that we should get to bed. She stirred in my arms and turned her face up to mine and found my lips with hers. We pressed them together and the intimacy following the emotional charge of the phone conversation comforted both of us. She crawled out of my lap and, standing, helped me to my feet as well.

Once up, I picked her up in my arms as I had the day I brought her home and carried her up the stairs to our room. I laid Jenny on the bed, thinking we would then get ready for bed in our usual way. Jenny had different ideas and didn't let go of me as I laid her down. Loosing my balance, I fell forward and landed on the bed as well sort of half on her and half on it. She caught my momentum and assisted it so that I ended up on my back with her on top of me. She took up the task of getting my clothes off, removing my top and bra and then unbuttoning my pants. She pulled them and my panties off of me in one, smooth movement leaving me naked underneath her.

Then Jenny worked on her own clothes and with a couple of twists and tosses, she was naked as well. Lying forward again, she was back in my arms, kissing me passionately and seemingly trying to melt her body into mine so that we could become one person. I thought, as I realized what she was attempting, that I too would like nothing more than to be one with her. Who hasn't, being deeply in love with another, wished that your entire being and your lovers couldn't be fused permanently so that you would never have to be away from them even for a single heart beat.

I instinctively wrapped my legs around her waist, something that I have often done since we became lovers. That move triggered Jenny though to squirm down my torso slightly so that our pussys were roughly aligned and she began to arch her back and rock her hips so that they were stimulating each other.

Sometimes the tension brought on by emotionally charged circumstances deserves the same release as the tension brought on by sexual arousal. Sometimes the former kind of tension is more deserving of release through physical sex because it helps you abandon the emotionally charged, often inconsequential, issues of the moment and focus on the longer lasting importance of relationships.

The animal act of thrusting our sex into one another until we both were able to come to a climax was just the beginning of some of the most physically aggressive sex that Jenny and I have ever had. After we both came, Jenny climbed up on me and straddled my face. She thrust her slit into my mouth and I hungrily devoured her clit, sucking it out of its cave and deeply, beyond my lips, and into my mouth.

Her hands were behind my head intensifying the pressure and guiding my actions. My own hands were at my bottom. One of them had four fingers of a hand thrusting into my vagina while the other had three pussy lubricated fingers up into my back hole. We got to our second set of climaxes that evening in a brief few minutes later, screaming out at the top of our lungs, though mine muffled by being buried in Jenny's pussy.

It was obvious to both of us though that we were not yet done dispensing with the anxiety the phone call had caused us and that only the most animal behavior was going to suffice. After a sloppy, open mouthed kiss between us, Jenny flipped over on the bed and, scissoring her legs with mine, pushed her mound so that ours aligned and our clits were again up against each other's. We began to undulate and soon found a rhythm that was working for both of us. Jenny and I both grabbed a leg that was within reach and started sucking and biting its toes.

How long that might have lasted, I can't report. I know that both of us were sore from it the next day. I know that when we came, it was in waves for both of us and that we banged away at this kind of fucking and sucking until we were physically exhausted. Afterward, Jenny was just barely able to crawl up to me to right herself and the two of us fell almost instantly into a stupor that lasted the night.

…

"Hello."

"Sara? This is Janice. How are you?"

"Oh, oh, well, I'm fine Janice. And you?"

"Well, very well actually. Missy called me last night and said that you had talked. I gather that you know about us and that you also have a young lover. Kind of…well…kind of…well, I guess I'm not sure what it is kind of."

"I'm not sure what it is kind of either," I said, "though I wonder if it isn't a bit like the midlife crisis that I see men in where they find young lovers the same age as their daughters and buy red sports cars?"

"I've been thinking the same thing, actually, but wondering why I picked a girl instead of a boy. Did you think you were a lesbian before you met your friend, Jenny is her name, right?"

"No, it didn't cross my mind that I would prefer girls or women over boys or men but as soon as I saw her I was smitten. Now I would never ever have a male lover again even if, yes her name is Jenny, were to leave me tomorrow. What about you?"

"Pretty much the same here. Say can we get together and chat a bit before Missy comes home? I can't tell you how pleased I am that you have invited us to stay at your place. I imagine that we will take you up on your offer. I need to just figure out if I'm going to be comfortable out there with you and Jenny. Missy and I have spent a lot of time alone at my place and I know we would be okay about being here."

"Sure, that works for me. If you can get away during the day then feel free to stop by. If you wait until the evening then Jenny will be home from school and you can meet her too. Either way is fine by us."

…

Janice came out one morning when Jenny was in school. I had made something sweet and gooey for us to eat and put on water for tea. She welcomed both of them and we sat on the sofa to enjoy them.

"I'm sure you are curious, Sara, about my relationship with Missy," Janice asked when we had finished with the small talk. And I'd love to hear about how you and Jenny came to be a couple if you don't mind my prying."

"No not at all," I found myself saying though I really pretty much did resent her asking because I knew outing our relationship, even with Janice (and eventually I would have to do it with Missy), would steal some of its energy. "But you can start. I would like to hear how you and Missy came to know one another and become close."

"Well, we met in the book store of course," Janice started. "She used to spend so much time there after school and then she asked me for a job. I think by the time I hired her, I was already in love with her and I was just trying to figure out a way to seduce her. Finally one night when I asked her to stay late to help me close up and take inventory, we were forced to spend several hours together, alone."

I remembered the night. Missy had called me to say that Janice has asked her to stay late to help her do an inventory. She said that I shouldn't come and pick her up because Janice would bring her home. I seemed to recall that Missy didn't come home that night until something like 3 in the morning.

"So, the work was quite strenuous and after a couple of hours of it, we both became kind of giddy. We were working physically very close together and before we both knew it, we were leaning into one another. I'm sure that had to do with the lateness of the hour and our being physically very tired. Our closeness became even more so and at some point, Missy was nearly in my lap. I can't remember now how it happened but before I realized it, we were kissing. That was pretty much the edge of what happened next."

I was starting to get itchy and achy between my legs listening to this story. I'm a pretty visual person as you've probably already figured out, and I could totally see Missy and Janice scooting around on the book store floor, counting books and touching one another and finally ending up necking. As my pussy gushed out a stream of pre-come, I encouraged Janice to continue.

"Well, like I said, the kissing put us both over the edge. I think it was lucky that we were working behind shelves that were in the back of the store because pretty shortly we were lying prone on the carpet, groping at each other's bodies. I have to think, though I have never asked, that this wasn't Missy's first time with another person, be it boy or girl. She was quite adept at making out with me and feeling me up."

By now I was totally aroused and feeling an ache between my legs the like I couldn't recall since picking up my young lover in Rhode Island a couple of months before. I pushed my hand into my crotch as I did that fateful day to see if I could break the tension a bit. I looked up at Janice to see if she had noticed my touching myself. While she didn't acknowledge it, I think I saw a bit of a smirk on her face. That could be why she picked up the pace on her story.

"Well, Missy and I groped our way around each other's bodies and then we began to undress one another in the book store aisle. It wasn't long and we were both naked. Missy was laying on top of me at first and it was great having her there in my arms. I mean don't you think its fantastic having a young girl lying on you? Their bodies are so nubile, so smooth, so really virginal."

"Yes, I think so too. It's hard to put into words the feeling of being with them but I wouldn't want to ever give that up. I mean I hope I don't have to. Their bodies are so tight, so smooth. Their bottoms so deliciously formed," I heard myself saying realizing I was talking about my daughter as much as I was Jenny.

"Well, right and do you believe those puffy mounds and tight slits?"

"Missy's is that way still? She turned 18 in October."

"I know I haven't seen her in a couple of months but she was when I said good bye in July. She was shaving her pussy but the hair was just soft, downy little girl hair and she hadn't really matured very much. I imagine Jenny is really little girl like. Probably just a baby's bottom."

I guess I couldn't disagree with her. Jenny was likely even more nubile then Missy but compared with Janice and I, they were infants and likely to be quite beautiful to us if we were lusting after young girls as it seemed we were. There was no question in my mind that I was after Jenny and it seemed that Janice was for Missy. I was about as horny as I could be talking about it though and I was thinking that if Janice were to leave, I could get a good pounding on my pussy in before Jenny came home. Janice broke the ice though before I could figure out what to do next.

"All this talking about the little girls has made me horny. I wish we had them here to take to bed with us, don't you?"

"Yes, I do but mine is at school and yours is in LA and won't be home for a couple of weeks. Should we just take care of ourselves?" I couldn't believe that I blurted that out but I was pretty aroused talking about the girls and if Janice didn't leave so that I could pound my pussy, I was going to have to do it while she was watching.

"Yes, let's. I think it would be a good way to get to know one another. If we are going to be living under one roof, at least for Missy's winter break, then we should get to know each other intimately, don't your think?"

I thought so, or at least I thought I'd better get my hands in my pants and start to take care of the urges I was feeling. Janice and I stood up pretty much at the same time and undressed in front of one another. I had enough of an enlightened moment before all of my blood went to my clit to take her hand and lead her into the bedroom.

We plopped down on the bed together and pushed our dominate hands into our sexes, pounding away with our best, well practiced, one-hand technique until we sucked the air out of the room with our orgasms.