A Change of Heart, Part 2

by Thom and Patricia Que

I wasn’t supposed to see Nancy until the following weekend which seemed like an eternity but I wasn’t sure that I could change any of the circumstances that made it so.

When I didn’t show up to sub on Wednesday though, she called me and seemed to be in a bit of a panic. I was really happy to hear her voice and I was even more happy to hear the desire in her voice. "Can we get together? Will you be alone?" she said. "I thought you were going to work today?"

"It was cancelled. Kids will be home at 2:30. Husband home tonight for supper." It was already noon so we didn’t have a ton of time even if she were here at the moment. "Please come by though if you can. I’ve missed you," I had to admit. Nancy was at the house in half an hour. I let her in. Quick kiss to each cheek and we settled in on the sofa to chat.

It had been kind of a funny week. After I saw Nancy last weekend, while my hubbie was away, I was horny as hell. I spent every free moment that I had in front of my computer jigging off to pictures of little girls and thinking about Nancy. One afternoon I was still at it when my oldest daughter, Jenny walked in on me. She had just come home from school.

She asked me why I was naked. Her eyes were as large as saucers. I told her I was just about to take a shower but I had decided to check my email. I think she sort of accepted my explanation but a couple of things seemed apparent. One was that she noticed that my hand was still on my pussy while she was talking to me and I couldn’t stop rubbing myself. It turned me on to have her see me. The other was that I hadn’t bothered to minimize the picture of an eight-year-old girl that I had on my computer who was dressed in only a slinky two piece bathing suit that looked like underwear. While I continued to diddle, but not a lot mind you like I usually do, I noticed that she touched herself. Believe me, I know what that means.

As it turned out, Nancy and I spent too much of our time talking about nothing in particular because when we finally got down to business, we were nearly out of time. It happened magically the way these things usually do. Afterward don’t you ask yourself how was it that happened and how come I didn’t do that sooner? There had been a bit of a pause in the conversation. We were closer on the sofa than we had started out to be. I had my arm up on the cushion on the back that she was leaning on. I let my arm slip down to her shoulder. Nancy had just made a point by putting her hand toward me on my thigh nearest her. I grabbed it with my far hand. So I just pulled and, light as a feather, she was practically in my lap and her mouth was reaching up to find my lips.

Nancy is a great kisser and I’ve been told I am too so I’m pretty sure there wasn’t another word spoken until I heard the door open and my daughter come in. Nancy and I quickly separated a bit so that we didn’t get caught necking. Nancy and my daughter had really hit it off the first time Nancy had visited so they immediately got into an animated conversation and I was feeling kind of in awe of it and jealous at the same time. I was concerned and stimulated at the same time about the thought of Nancy and my daughter Jenny together. Watching that would be quite hot, I thought.

I taught the next day and so did Nancy. It was hard to see her and not be able to do anything about it. We still had a couple of days until I was going to her house for dinner. We were alone in the teacher’s lounge at one point and she nearly attacked me. We necked for a little bit and she asked me if she could touch my breast over my blouse. I told her she could and she put both of her hands up on my nipples and caressed them. Then she took one of her hands and snaked it under my blouse and bra and directly onto my tit. It was amazing feeling her hand there but I was so scared we were going to be caught even though I knew we were the only teachers that had free period at that time. At one point though, I thought I had heard the lounge door open and close and I went around the corner from where we were standing but no one was there. We kissed passionately for several minutes and then went back to work.

The odd thing about how this incident ended though was that when we left the lounge, we saw Erin just outside the door. We asked her what she was up to and she said going to the bathroom which really wasn’t anywhere near there. We guided her in the right direction. Before she left us, she announced that she liked us both and marched her terrific little bum down the hall. I wondered then if it wasn’t Erin that had opened the lounge door.

Finally Saturday night arrived. I spent the next three days pretty much in bed with Nancy but I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s do one day at a time.

I got to Nancy’s house at 6 as planned. She greeted me at the door wearing a short skirt, blouse with no bra, little high-heeled shoes, no stockings. I was pretty much wearing the same thing except I had a bra on because my tits need it and anyway, they are so sensitive that a mild breeze makes my nipples hard so I like to wrap them up so that strangers don’t have the urge to reach out and grab them.

We had dinner and wine, we talked small talk through it. It was hard for us to get started even though we had kissed and touched at my place and at school. Neither one of us is butch enough to be the aggressor. Two fems really, what were we to do? Nancy said we should go into the living room to relax. We sat on her loveseat and she poured some more wine for us. We continued to talk about things until we finally ran out of small talk.

We got silent and we just stared at each other, our eyes met, we took in each other’s bodies. This seemed to last forever but maybe it was only a few minutes. Nancy leaned over and took off her heels and leaned back against the arm of the sofa and put her bare feet up on the cushion and bent her knees. Looking me fully in the eyes, she spread her legs apart and her dress fell away. The crotch of her white cotton panties came fully into my view.

I kicked off my shoes and slid closer to her and put my hand on her leg and began to caress it slightly. Then I moved my hand up her thigh and continued to rub. After a bit, I went to her mound, over her panty and rubbed her there. She opened her legs further for me. She sighed. I leaned onto her and we kissed. Little pecks at first, then as I started moving my hand back and forth over her vagina she opened her mouth to accept my tongue. She gave me her tongue, rubbing it with mine. I took her hand and found my breast and massaged it. My breasts are sensitive and love being touched there.

Nancy suggested we go into her bedroom. As I stood up to let her up, she put her hand between my legs to feel me. I was sloppy wet. I didn’t even realize it until then how much I was excited by her. She brought her fingers to her nose and as she smelled them, she said we should undress. I asked her here or in the bedroom and she said right her, now.

I turned to the chair next to the loveseat and stripped off my blouse and skirt. When I turned around to look at her, Nancy was nude before me. I saw for the first time her beautiful, pre-teen mound. Her little puffy nipples. How could it be, I said to myself, I’m standing here before a 20 year old, looking at a 10 year old body? I started touching myself through my panties, I was so unbelievably aroused.

She asked me if I wasn’t going to get naked too. I said sure but I needed to take in the heavenly vision before me first. Nancy moved toward me. She pulled my panties down off of my legs and then unhooked my bra, releasing my breasts. I immediately picked her up, like a child in my arms and began to carry her into her bedroom. She found my breast with her mouth and began to suckle on me. I was so sorry at that moment that I didn’t have milk for her.

I laid her on the bed. I had to pause again and look at her. I couldn’t believe how young her body looked. I was pulling on myself again, she was arousing me so much. She told me that she touches herself a lot when she feels the way she was feeling at that moment. I told her that it was my turn to take care of that feeling. I told her to open her legs and show me what she had for me to enjoy. She obeyed my request and it was gorgeous seeing it spread open. I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I got on the bed between her legs. I reached down and put my hand on her. I put a finger into her little slit and pulled it from bottom to top. It was electric. She jumped and started moving her hips. Nancy began sighing and she opened her legs even more for me. She grabbed my wrist so that she could guide it where it was needed most and started to cry out, “yes Mama…love me Mama…make it feel good Mama. Kiss my peepee Mama.”

That made me bend into her and put my mouth on her. I was fingering myself as I licked her. She placed her hands behind by head and wrapped her little legs around my neck, over by back and begun to thrust her hips rapidly pushing herself into my mouth and tongue. She called out “I love you Mommy, I miss you.” Nancy then went rigid and I felt spurting in my mouth. I lapped it up the best I could.

She let go of my head, dropped her legs, took a few breaths and slid around under me and started pleasuring my wet and much in need vagina. Needless to say, it only took several seconds for me to release. I was so excited I sat right on her and almost suffocated her. I couldn't stop. Finally I collapsed beside her facing the other way, head to feet. We lay catching our breath for a bit and then leaning in toward one another, we put our face into each other’s sex and held each other tightly for several minutes, arms wrapped around legs and butts.

I think maybe both of us were a bit embarrassed about the roles we had played with each other and how much pleasure we had just had and given. I know I was, but not so much embarrassed that I was not going to play my part again. I was certainly amazed that both of us seemed to be looking for what we had just had. Nancy was the first to be brave enough to let go. She turned around my way on the bed. I lay on my back and welcomed her on top of me. She fit so nicely into my arms and on top of my chest. I told her how happy I was that she had felt comfortable being herself and letting me know what she needed. She thanked me for letting her be herself and playing along. I assured her, I wasn’t playing. I needed to be who I had been. For both of us, that was the point of no return.

We had lots of time that night. No one was expecting me home until very late or early the following morning. Nancy and I explored each other’s bodies an inch at a time for hours until we were exhausted and we slept for a bit. Finally, in the wee hours of the morning, I decided I’d better get home to be able to make a morning appearance and, very reluctantly, I went home.

The next day, being Sunday, I made some excuse to be out for the afternoon. I think hubbie was suspicious but he would have primarily expected that I might have a boyfriend. He would never imagine the truth, even if I brought her home with me which I planned on doing again, while he was there. I wanted him to be familiar with having Nancy around. I wanted the girls to feel the same way and I was fully aware that I was having nasty thoughts about her and them but I was hoping to keep all of that under control unless everything seemed like it was falling into place.

Since we had only a few hours, Nancy and I didn’t waste anytime getting naked and piling into her little bed. I had called her on my cell phone as I was getting near and she greeted me in her cotton panties and a little spaghetti tee that didn’t quite cover her tummy. I called her baby and told her how precious my little girl was as I pulled off my own tee and shorts, sports bra and panties as we headed into the bedroom.

I announced that it was bed time and that she would need to nurse as I helped her out of her clothes. Even after the previous night of being with her, I was still so amazed at how little girl like her body was with its puffy nipples and closed slit mount. Her little lips and feet were so erotic to me. I lay on my back and she curled up in my arms like I had held my own girls and she nursed on my nipples.

Unlike my own girls, though now I wished I had with them, I used my free hand to caress her little tits and abdomen and then to let my hand slide down between her legs. Even though, by now, I knew her little slit by heart, it was easy for me to pretend that I was touching it again for the first time. Her mound was so smooth, so soft, so baby like, I couldn’t get enough of it.

But unlike a nursing baby, my nipples were not the only thing Nancy wanted to nurse on. After I pulled on her clit for a bit and her body stiffened as she came in my arms, her legs stretched out, her thighs tightly squeezing the hand I had on her sex. She climbed down between my open legs. Her little hands parted my pussy lips and she told her mommy that she loved her and asked if it would be okay if she nursed on the nipple that was protruding from my sex. Yes, of course little one, I said. Mommy would like that very much.

I was ecstatic with her tight little lips and tongue on my clit and she got me off with very little effort. She doesn’t seem to ever tire of doing it to me. After an obscene number of orgasms I finally was able to tell her to stop and I pulled her head back up toward mine. We kissed passionately, her face covered in my juices. I licked it trying to drink in as much of myself as I could off of her mouth and nose.

After cleaning up her face, I grabbed Nancy by her butt cheeks and pulled her bottom up to my face. She settled in on it like she was getting comfortable on her bicycle seat and pushed her cunny into my open mouth. I slid my tongue up her slit until I felt her hard clit and I clamped my lips onto it. As she ground her hips and begged her mommy to kiss and lick her peepee, I pulled on my clit with both hands until they were soaked with my come that was gushing out. Not being able to resist, I lubed up a finger and began to massage her little rose bud. I went back for more of my come until her back hole was moist enough for me to enter it up to two knuckles and she rocked wildly with my mouth and finger fucking her until she came again

Neither one of us were really satiated yet when I had to leave Sunday afternoon. As soon as I got everyone in bed, I went for my little girl sites on the computer and worked my way up to what promised to be an endless number of orgasms thinking about Nancy and looking at the little, nearly naked honeys on line when my oldest daughter called my name. I heard her peeing in the bathroom so I knew she wasn’t going to walk in on me again before I had time to close the pictures. I was naked but she was used to me walking around that way some of the time anyway and besides it was bed time and she knew I slept that way.

I intercepted her just outside the bathroom. I saw her look at my nakedness in a new way that I hadn’t before, no doubt associating catching me masturbating and her touching herself. I had peeked in on her a couple of times and found her vigorously jigging herself so I knew she knew what it was all about. She asked me what I had been doing, and I answered that I was checking my email. I think I sensed a sly smile. I decided I was going to need a different excuse for being in the den naked but what could that be, the truth?

I picked her up and carried her in my arms into her bedroom and put her in her bed and I climbed in with her. We snuggled, her in my arms, her head on my shoulder and chest. I gave her kisses on her lips and cheek and stayed with her until she fell asleep. Yes, physically, everything about her and Nancy is identical.

Monday, Nancy had to work a half day and I didn’t. She was coming at 1. Both Jenny and my youngest daughter Lisa would be home at 2:30 so it wasn’t a lot of time for us to do much. After I got rid of all of them around 9 in the morning, I was horny as hell and headed for my computer. On the way though I grabbed up a pair of each of my girl’s dirty panties out of the hamper. They both smelled deliciously of pee and vaginal discharges but so fresh, not heavy like an adult. I brought up my favorite little girls on line and alternated panties. One on my nose and one on my clit switching after I came into the one on my clit. Soon both pair were soaked with me and no longer really smelled of them but a curious mix of pee and them and me.

Nancy came at 1 and I greeted her naked, the panties were still in my hand. I told her what I had been up to and showed her my little girl collection. She told me that my little girl was with me in the flesh now and that she would make her mommy feel all better soon. She stripped in the den where I had been on the computer and then slipped on my older daughters soiled panties that I had saturated with my own come. She sat down on the sofa and put her feet up on it against her bum, raising her middle toward my face and begged her mommy to give her peepee kisses. I was on my knees in a second, my face on the crotch of the panties, licking her mound through the damp cloth. Her hands were on the back of my head, guiding it as I sucked her.

I needed to have my mouth directly on her though and I asked her if I could take off her panties. Nancy nodded as she said yes mommy, for you and I snaked my hand down the waist band and pulled them down to her knees. I buried my lips and tongue into her mound and reached between my legs and pulled hard and we both came pretty quickly.

After we had relieved the ache of being apart a bit, Nancy told me that Erin had come up to her on the play ground that morning and reported that she had seen Nancy and I kissing in the teacher’s lounge and Nancy caressing my breast. Aghast, I asked what it was she wanted. Why did she tell Nancy this? Was she after something? Nancy was only able to speculate but she thought maybe Erin was jealous of me because she had recently thought that Erin had a crush on her. Erin had been returning Nancy’s stares.

Monday ended on even an odder note than that though. After we had made love again and we thought it was getting time for the girls to come home, we ran out to the pool, still naked, to wash off the loving. We had just gotten out of the pool and I had wrapped Nancy up in my arms and was holding her head close to my chest, kissing the top of her head when I thought I saw a movement in the terrace window. Glancing up, I saw Jenny watching us. There were those eyes big as saucers and that hand again, between her legs.