What matters to me is that you're HAPPY; that you're happy with the same man that I'm happy with only makes it better, in a way – I know that if he makes you even half as good as he does me, then you're doing better than I had any reason to expect, or hope for."
Next, she looked at Sandra, and said, "As for you, it's not for me to say anything to you about when you give someone your virginity, who you give it to, or why. The only ones that would have any reason to say anything would be your parents; if it mattered enough to them, they would have said something to you about it before now. If it doesn't, then it's not up to me to enlighten them."
"There are a couple more things I need to tell BOTH of you. First of those is that I expect that the two of you have been having sex with each other – that is, making love."
Both turned white, again, then blushed furiously, before she went on by saying, "Second, I don't mind." – they went from blushing to absolute amazement in zero seconds flat – "If it feels good to you, and no one is getting hurt, then go ahead and have fun. I only*ask* that you be carefuclass="underline" there are still too many people out there that think that some kinds of love and pleasure are somehow 'wrong', and would want to hurt you because of what you have together." She paused a moment, sighed, then went on "When I was younger, I had a chance to find out what you two have. A small bit of bad timing ruined it for me, and I've been sorry about it ever since."
Robyn and Sandra were openly staring at her as she went on to tell them "Yes, I said that I*almost* did it, too." She stood up, then, and did some kind of complicated shrugging movement that apparently broke the vacuum seal between the dress and her skin: the dress started to fall away from her as she caught it, then let it drop to the floor, standing before us with only a pair of stockings on. She went on to say "I know that I still look pretty good, but I don't know if I look good*enough* – and the though of having my first girl lover turn me down scares me too much to try and find one now."
Robyn and Sandra both stared at her, openly, as I watched the three of them. First Robyn, then Sandra, finally broke their gaze from her body to her face, then her eyes. The three of them shared some silent conversation; Robyn and Sandra looked into each others eyes a moment, then, in unison, stood up. Each helped the other unfasten and unzip before they let their dresses pool around their feet to stand naked and unafraid.
Another silent communication between Robyn and Sandra before Robyn said "Mom, I think you look great", with Sandra adding "If you, uh, still want to find out, you know, what another girl is like, you can find out with me, if you want." Robyn followed that with "Me, too. I love you, mom."
Lucy turned to look at me, tears in her eyes; I simply smiled and shrugged, saying, "You've got your chance. Take it, or not – I'm staying out of it, either way."
She nodded her understanding and acceptance, and looked again at her daughter, and her daughter's friend.
Seeing only nervous willingness in their eyes, Lucy finally stepped out of the puddle of her dress, and moved toward them, raising her arms. They raised theirs, in response, and the three of them finally embraced.
When they finally released each other, Lucy paused a moment, then turned to face Sandra. A moment's hesitation, and she leaned forward a bit to finally kiss her daughter's best friend, full on the lips.
Even from where I was sitting, I could see it as their kiss started with affection before moving to excitement, then arousal. Sandra reached up and haltingly put her hand on Lucy's breast; when no protest came, she quickly cupped it, feeling its greater weight, and firmness. Somewhat reassured, Lucy moved her hand to Sandra's breast in return, and after a few seconds, began caressing and fondling it.
A few seconds after Sandra's movement, Robyn followed suit. She seemed to marvel at the size of her mother's exposed breasts, and delight in their weight and texture. When Sandra and Lucy's kiss finally ended, Robyn cautiously moved in to collect her own kiss.
Lucy was equally nervous, but when their lips touched the first time, the fear and hesitation quickly dissipated: Lucy didn't delay in putting her other hand on one of Robyn's breasts, caressing it and running her fingers over it's erect nipple. When their kiss broke, Lucy raised herself up again, releasing a sigh of relief – followed by one of pleasure as each of the girls took one of her breasts in their mouth, sucking on both her nipples at the same time.
After a few seconds, Lucy turned her head to look at me – and finding that I was still dressed, and still in the chair I'd been occupying.
I smiled at her, and gestured that she should go ahead. She smiled back, and mouthed 'thank you' toward me before turning her attention to the two young girls in front of her. After that, none of them seemed to take the slightest notice of me.
After a couple of minutes, the girls came up for air, and the three of the shared a round-robin of kisses before Robyn and Sandra parted, inviting Lucy to get on the bed. I could see the nervous anticipation on her face as she climbed to the middle, then moved onto her back, looking up at the youngsters.
As they got on the bed with her, Lucy told them "All I ever did before was touching, you know, on the outside. I- I- I want to see what you do, first, if that's okay."
Both of the smiled at her, and Sandra answered "That's okay, Lucy.
How about if we start, and then when you're ready, you can kind of ease into it with whoever's closest?"
Robyn added, "Yeah, mom, it's okay. We didn't just start of doing all this stuff, either." with a grin.
When Lucy nodded her acceptance of what the youngsters had said, Robyn and Sandra turned to each other to share a deep, passionate kiss as they caressed each other's bodies. In only a couple of minutes, their lips were on each other's breasts, their hands at each other's crotch. Lucy reached out to touch, then caress, their thighs as the two youngsters continued to please each other. Finally, they lay on the bed, careful to make sure that Lucy had a good view as Sandra lay on her back, with Robyn sucking on her nipples as Robyn began dipping her fingers into Sandra's womanhood. Lucy could plainly see the distended labia, glistening with Sandra's arousal, and the nubbin of Sandra's clitoral hood as it rose up in proportion to Sandra's excitement. Lucy also noticed that Sandra had a hand in Robyn's crotch, and that both girls had visibly tightened breasts with erect nipples. Plainly, Lucy's presence neither dampened their enthusiasm for each other, nor the resulting arousal.
It was about this time that I realized that if I stayed, there wasn't a chance in hell that I'd be able to stop myself from joining in at some point; I didn't want to do*anything* to get in the way of Lucy's first time, so I quietly and carefully got up and went to my own room, closing the door softly behind me. Later, each of them privately told me bits of what had happened…
Lucy twisted herself around a little bit to get a slightly better view as Robyn began kissing and licking Sandra further and further down her body – plainly making her way toward Sandra's pelvis. Lucy reached out again, and began softly stroking Sandra's thigh as Robyn finally reached her goal, and dipped her tongue between Sandra's labia. As Robyn continued her attentions to Sandra's vaginal opening and clitoris, Lucy worked up the nerve to extend her touch to include Sandra's pubis – running her fingertips through it, and marveling at it's soft lushness. So fascinated was she that it took her several seconds to realize that there was a hand doing much the same thing to her own bush – a quick check revealed that in moving to get a better look, she'd moved to within range of Sandra's hand, which was now making a slow approach to her own wet opening. Almost without thought, she spread her legs so that Sandra would be able to reach her target.
The first touch of Sandra's fingertip on her clitoris almost pushed Lucy into an orgasm – and the feel of Sandra's slender digit finally parting her inner lips made her more excited than she remembered ever being before. She could feel how tight her areolas were, and her nipples felt like little pebbles perched on the tips of her breasts.