Chapter 12

Megan savored the excitement building between her thighs as she dragged the mirror into the living room and positioned it in front of her chair.

Kevin had brought home a new vibrator, one much larger than the first one he bought for her. She looked at the tool lying on the chair as she undressed. It looked way too big to fit her tight little cunt. She was going to try it anyway. Kevin would want to watch her fuck herself with it. She might as well get her pussy used to it now.

She hoped her mother didn't overstay her welcome. She was eager to find another woman to join her and Kevin for fun in the sack. Lately, she could close her eyes and picture herself sucking her darling husband's cock while a woman like Nancy or Diana gave her pussy a tongue bath.

She sat in the chair in front of the mirror and draped her legs over the arms. She stared at the electrifying sight as she picked up the vibrator and ran the tip of the plastic joy stick over the lips of her pussy. She delayed penetration and merely teased herself for a few moments.

Luscious throbs of pleasure began to ripple through her cunt. She gripped the vibrator with both hands and stuck the nose between the puffy lips of her snatch. She sucked in a quick breath as it entered her saturated channel.

"Boy, you're certainly bigger than David's cock!" she muttered. "Kevin knows how much I enjoyed fucking David. Wonder if he's going to set it up so David loses again the next time they play."

Sensuous sensations began to build rapidly, threatening to swamp her brain with a flood of lust. She eased the vibrator out of her cunt and looked at it. Her love oil coated about half of the tool. She stuck her tongue out and dragged the vibrator over it.

"I just might get used to the taste of pussy," she mused. She giggled. "Well, my own pussy anyway. Still don't know if I could ever lick another woman's pussy." She put the vibrator down and eyed her squishy box critically in the mirror. "Kevin-likes to suck my lips when he eats my pussy. Wonder if a woman will." She used the tips of her fingers to gently open her long, thick lips, revealing the small mouth of her cunt and the large bulge of her clitoris. "Whoever licks my pussy certainly won't have any trouble finding my clit!" She ran the ball of her thumb over the swollen button. Her ass wriggled and her hips twitched. "Oooooo, that feels good!"

She picked up the vibrator, turned it on low, and touched the tip to her moist slit. The sight of the big chunk of ivory-colored plastic sliding into her cunt gave her goose bumps. She stared in the mirror and eased the whole thing up her liquefied channel.

"Aaahhh, I've got all of it!" she hissed.

Shuddering and gasping, she began to work the tool back and forth carefully. She paused with it fully seated to savor the luxurious vibrations deep in her cunt. Then she impulsively pulled it out of her cunt and lifted it to her mouth. Her tongue flashed out and curled around the wet, buzzing plastic.

The taste of her pussy juice energized her taste buds. She held the sensual oil on her tongue and savored the exotic flavor. A new door of licentious delight swung open. She began to have second thoughts. Maybe she could lick a pussy. She licked the tool clean, stuck it back in her cunt, then licked it clean again.

"Hmmmm, I'm beginning to like the flavor. Does Kevin know something about me that I don't know? Am I a potential bisexual? I really like the taste of his cum. There's no comparison, of course. Maybe a woman who-likes a man's cum as much as I do also-likes a woman's cum."

Her raunchy experiment sparked a potent sexual craving, a desire to cum that she could no longer deny. She kept her eyes focused on the mirror, eased the humming vibrator back into her cunt and pushed it in all the way.

Her cunt felt positively stuffed. Her tight little hole stretched easily, just as Kevin said it would. The mouth of her cunt was stretched into a tight circle. She thought it looked very sexy. She flexed her cunt muscles and sighed deeply. She lay back in the chair, closed her eyes and savored the sensation of the thick, buzzing plastic cylinder filling her honeyed channel.

Her ass began to buck and writhe as breathtaking jolts of licentious bliss blasted through her loins. Her cunt throbbed and twitched tumultuously. A tidal wave of ecstasy washed over her. Shuddering and squealing, she experienced a long tremendous climax.

She basked in the luxurious afterglow of her climax with the vibrator humming softly in her cunt. She heard the front door close, and thought Kevin had come home early. Wouldn't he be pleasantly surprised when he saw her sprawled in her chair with the big tool stuffed up her cunt? She felt utterly lewd and lascivious and audacious and perfectly pleased with herself.

"Squishy, are you here?" Danielle called.

Megan recognized the nickname immediately. It took her a moment longer to recognize the voice. Her eyes popped open and got as big as saucers. She lifted her head and looked at her mother. She sat bolt upright, with her legs still over the arms of the chair.

"Mother!" Megan gasped.

Danielle leaned over and kissed her daughter lightly on the lips. "Hello, darling." She glanced at Megan's crotch and snickered. "Looks like I interrupted something." She walked over to the couch, sat down, and crossed her legs.

"What are you doing here?" Megan blurted.

"I believe I was invited, darling," Danielle replied calmly. "You know I never visit without being invited or calling first."

"You did this time! I didn't expect you until this evening."

Danielle looked at the vibrator stuck in her daughter's cunt. "Obviously," she said dryly.

Megan realized how disgraceful she looked. She slammed her legs together.. .opened them again, slowly.. .looked down.. .looked at her mother.. .yanked the vibrator out of her cunt and closed her legs. Then she didn't know what to do with the damn thing. She threw it on the couch as she grabbed her jeans. She stood and began to hop from one foot to the other as she fought her pants.

Danielle looked at Megan's naked body and jiggling tits. "I don't think I realized how truly beautiful you are, darling," she said softly.

Megan straightened up and zipped her pants. She looked at her mother and blushed furiously.

"Oh, God, Mother, I'm sorry," she whispered.

"For what, darling? You were just doing what comes naturally." She picked up the vibrator and turned it off. She fondled it thoughtfully and smiled shrewdly. "Quite a tool. Is Kevin hung so well that you have to practice taking him?"

Megan's mind was whirling so fast that she didn't hear the question. "Mother, how did you get in? Why are you here early? How did you know Kevin's nickname for me?"

"My, you're full of questions, darling. Let's start at the beginning. I took an earlier flight. So sue me because I was anxious to see my only daughter. I called Kevin from the plane, and he picked me up at the airport. He had to get back to work, so he gave me his key. He told me that he calls you Squishy. He didn't tell me why."

"I'll kill him," Megan muttered.

"Don't you like that nickname?" Danielle circled the vibrator with her thumb and index finger, as if measuring it. "I think it's kind of cute."

"I like it, but it's personal. You don't know why he calls me that." Megan wanted to ask her mother to give her the vibrator, but she didn't want to call attention to it. "Some things a girl can't tell even her mother."

"Bunk! You're no longer just my daughter. You're a married woman." She wrapped her fist loosely around the vibrator and stroked it the way she would a live cock. "In spite of your youth, and the fact that you're my only child, I must now think of you as an adult." The way her supple fingers amorously caressed the vibrator expressed explicit eroticism. The dreamy look on her face said she could only be thinking of having a strong, throbbing love muscle in her hand. "I want us to be friends. Close friends. The kind who can talk to each other about anything, no matter how personal it is.

"That will take some getting used to," Megan replied. Her juice had dried on the vibrator, but she knew it was there. She wondered if her mother remembered where the tool had been a short time ago. "We haven't ever talked about personal things."

"We all have things we would do over if we had the chance, darling."

"I'm not complaining about the way you and Dad raised me, Mother. I think I turned out okay."

"Yes, I think so too. Don't be angry with Kevin for telling me your personal nickname, darling. I told him that we hadn't been too close in the past and I wanted to get off on the right foot with you. He thought he was doing me a favor. I'm sure he didn't mean to embarrass you." She lifted the vibrator, touched it with the tip of her tongue, then put her hands back in her lap. "Why does he call you Squishy?"

Her mother's hand moved so quickly, Megan wasn't sure she had seen her lick the vibrator. Nevertheless, the act mesmerized her, and muddled her mind. She was staring at her mother so hard that she didn't realize what she said. "Oh, when I get hot, I get so wet that I'm squishy," she said.

Danielle lifted one eyebrow. "Really? So do I. I don't suppose that's a coincidence."

"No, I don't suppose it is," Megan replied. "You are my mother." She glanced at her mother's chest. "I'm sure we have other similarities."

"Is Kevin a good lover?"

"Yes, Mother. We're very happy. He takes very good care of me, in every way."

"Your father is a good husband. He provides for me materially." She lifted the vibrator and looked at it openly. "I asked you earlier if Kevin is hung so well that you have to practice taking him. You didn't answer me. Is he?"

"I have no complaints, Mother. And, no, I don't have to practice." She knew that half-answers and evasions weren't going to satisfy her mother. She would just have to try to keep from saying anything that would embarrass her. "Kevin bought that for me. I use it for fun."

"Is he this big?"

"Not quite. As long, but not as thick. We're getting into pretty personal stuff."

"It's time we did. Your father has the libido of a snail, darling. Twice a month is more than enough for him. Twice a day is barely enough for me. We made an agreement years ago. I do whatever I want, whenever I want, as long as I don't humiliate him."

Megan's eyebrows shot up. "Are you telling me that you have other men?"

"Yes. I belong to a group. I also have several close friends who take me to dinner and dancing and concerts." Danielle grinned. "Or just plain take me. Sometimes we just rent a motel room and screw our heads off. You never told me, were you a virgin when you married?"

"Yes. I didn't know beans about sex. I was afraid to find out on my own. Getting pregnant was the last thing I wanted. You never told me the facts of life, and Daddy certainly wasn't going to try. Fortunately, Kevin is a good teacher."

"I assume you mean that he's a good lover. An older man was just what you needed. Is Kevin the only man you've had?"

Megan knew her mother was going to ask that question. The conversation pointed in that direction as soon as she said she had other men. She could lie and get away with it. Her mother would never find out. She opened her mouth and said the exact opposite of what she meant to say.

"No. I've had one other. The other night. A very nice man. One of Kevin's friends. He isn't a big man, but his cock is as big as that vibrator."

"Oh, my, that must have been quite an experience for you. What will Kevin do when he finds out? He will, you know, since it's one of his friends. Men just can't resist bragging. Especially when the woman is young and beautiful and sexy like you."

"Kevin knows, Mother. He was there. He arranged it."

Danielle arched one eyebrow. "Really? Did you have both of them at the same time?"

"No. Kevin wanted to watch. David, that's the man's name, had me right there on the couch. Kevin had me after David left. And had me and had me."

"Well, by God, I hope so!" Danielle exclaimed. "A man who arranges for his wife to have a little fun certainly deserves getting special treatment."

"Kevin gets everything he wants, Mother," Megan said. "I never deny him, and I never say no to whatever he wants to do."

"Well, I don't suppose I can take credit for that. I'm glad you're not a cold fish who has to be coaxed into doing the simplest things, let alone cutting loose and really having fun. You won't get upset if I tease your husband a little, will you?"

"What do you mean, tease him?"

"Oh, darling, your mother is a natural born flirt," Danielle laughed. "I simply love to play around with a man. Especially an adorable hunk like Kevin."

"I assume you're not talking about his build," Megan said dryly. "I don't suppose I can stop you. Just don't let it get out of hand. She breathed a sigh of relief when the doorbell rang. "That must be Kevin. I'll have to let him in. You have his key."

"I think I have yours, too," Danielle said softly as Megan hurried to the door.