1. The Challenge 3: The Only Woman


    Date: 5/10/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Female/Female, Incest, Lesbian, Masturbation, Older Male / Female, Threesome, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    once more. She was walking through the living room to the kitchen to get something to drink, when Marcia, reading on the couch asked her about the scrapbook. “Were you looking my scrapbook?” Marcia asked, as Elle passed through. “Oh, yeah, I was, sorry. I forgot to put it back.” Elle took the scrapbook her mother was handed and put it back where it belonged on the shelf. “Do you have a favorite?” Marcia asked. “A favorite picture?” “Yes,” Marcia answered, patting the couch cushion next to her. Elle sat down, her mother putting her arms around her, pulling her in close. “I liked all of them.” Marcia kissed the top of Elle’s head again, “Thank you.” “Alright I’m heading to bed,” Marcia removed her arm from around Elle and stood, stretching in front of her daughter. Elle’s eyes moved up and down her mother’s tall frame. “Can I – ” Elle started to ask. “Want to join me?” Marcia finished her question. Elle nodded and smiled. A few moments later Elle found herself in the same position from the previous night – in her mother’s arms, her hand on Marcia’s bare stomach, smiling to herself, thoughts of Bob’s challenge fading more and more. The rest of Spring break was very similar to the first full day Elle shared with her mom. They would go to the gym, go shopping, go out to eat, and usually end the evening on the couch, followed by snuggling to sleep in the bed with Millie down at their feet. Elle said when school starts back up that she’ll go back to sleeping in her own bed. Marcia ...
    chuckled, hugging her daughter, saying that was fine, but she was more than welcome to sleep in mother’s bed. During this time Elle had been thinking more and more, not about the challenge or the money, but about entertaining the idea of talking, flirting, or dating a girl. It would be something she felt she could work up to. It proved far more difficult than Elle imagined it would be. Chapter 6 Elle sat in class the next week, for the most part, miserable. She couldn’t concentrate, she would lose focus, she would shift her weight in her seat a lot, and avoided socialization. Several her friends asked her if she was alright. If they were a female friend, Elle wouldn’t really pay attention, instead studying the girl’s mouth, lips, eyes, wondering if she could ever bring herself to kiss her. The answer, after several days of observing, staring, and overall feeling sort of creepy, was “no.” Elle couldn’t do it. She had a few nice looking female friends, but the thought of doing anything sexual with them did not turn her on. While staring at a friend’s cleavage in the hallway, she imagined touching her friend’s breast, or kissing and licking along the cleavage line. Elle shivered, shaking her head, grossed out. “You alright, Elle?” her friend, Karli, asked. “Yeah I’m ok, I gotta go,” Elle headed off to her next class. Every evening she was cuddling with her mother on the couch after dinner and homework. “So you still aren’t going to prom this year?” Marcia asked, flipping through ...
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