I Tried To Be A Good Mom Pt 02

I Tried To Be A Good Mom Part Two

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We first met the unlucky in love fecund Leslie here:

https://www.literotica.com/s/i-tried-to-be-a-good-mom-pt-01

I went to shop on Capitol Hill for the right attire for jazzercize. It was way North, not really far from Holy Names and there was this boutique and I found a very low cut sports bra that pushed together and supported my nearly forty year old girls that was gray with blue lining plus there was a pink one and lilac. Then she showed me some high waisted yoga pants that shaped my ass.

I tried one of the sports bras, the blue one and the yoga pants, a light plum. The sales person/owner was behind me as I looked in this floor to ceiling mirror and she slid her fingers inside the elastic band and pulled it up slightly, then her other hand pulled just opposite, tiny movements, then both hands worked all round my waist.

She said, "There see, just the slightest camel toe, without looking like you're on the make and this bra is perfect, " her right hand patted my tummy where my pooch from five babies, never went away, "I know just the lady who is a wonderful trainer who will work you at the right pace and you will start to build a six pack."

Her face was just over my left shoulder and I saw her in the mirror and she was black with a light skin and freckles huge red lips and white perfect teeth, I had never, girl, fuck I could smell her perfume. I was trembling and she stepped back.

"You are a stunningly beautiful woman, have you thought of modelling? Or have you modelled before? My name is Olivia, my shop. I still do some plus size catalogues. How many kids, honey?"

We were best friends now, "Five of my own and one adopted. Thirteen to twenty."

She said, "You do know that most of our clientele see this as a queer boutique?"

I violently shook my head, no and I'm certain I looked like a deer in headlights.

She went on, "Are you curious?"

I looked at her and answered, "Is this a trick question?"

She burst out laughing, which caused me to blush furiously and she was making fun of me and I felt angry and hurt.

She said, "It means, the question that is, have you thought about or wondered what it would be like to be loved by a woman?"

I felt like I was in a whirlwind and my mouth opened wide to say something but nothing came out, I felt like I should run but, I was struggling to breathe and then she was somehow close to me, how did she move so close?

Her face was several inches away she was looking down into my eyes, she was taller than me and she whispered, "You are now aren't you girl, " she turned her head slightly and our noses were touching then her lips were against mine and her tongue darted out touching my lip in one spot then another and our tongues were so softly touching, she was teaching me how to kiss, then one of her hands was on side so tenderly caressing me and the other hand cupped the back of head my mouth submitted to her, I mimicked her move, just trailing and I groaned out loud.

She grabbed the back of my legs and picked me up and I wrapped my legs around her and wrapped my arms around her neck.

We slowly walked through these hanging curtains in a doorway into a small room with a queen size bed. We were on the bed and she peeled off the yoga pants and her hand grabbed my whole cunt and middle finger did the morse code on my rosebud.

My hips rolled into her hand. Her, fuck, fuck two fingers were in my ass and the heel of her hand was on my clit and I came and tried to crush her hand as my entire body thrashed all over her bed and her tongue was down my throat and she kept banging my ass. I had no control whatsoever and I came again. She slowed down as I was making these noises like a toy electric train as my orgasm ran through me like the wake of a motorboat.

My ability to talk recovered, "Please, please stop, oh fuck, baby, please, "and I patted her arm and my body collapsed against her. The aftershocks finally subsided. I clung to her. Everything was perfect, she was so gentle and she was so soft, her kissing me.

I said, "Olivia, I'm Leslie. Never umm ever never before, it was my first time. I'm Leslie Erickson. I'm divorced."

"I, well, I was raped in high school, that's how I got Ellen and then I married Kurt, but he was a bigamist, six other kids acknowledged. Summing up I've made love to two people in my life and I want to make you feel my love, but I'm not sure what to do."

She said, "Kiss me."

I had never wanted anything more and it was a very, long wet kiss as I ran my hands through her loose curls, I started out being aggressive, but she was not rough, but again I submitted to her. Doing so felt so natural and I started moaning and I smashed my body against her, submitting. I pulled back and said, "Take me, use me, teach me, I will be your lover."

She immediately straddled my face and said, "Eat me, "She ground her wet cunt on my face, rubbed her clit on my nose while I stuck my tongue everywhere, sucking on her wetness. That I could touch my nose with my tongue, came into play as the tip of my tongue darted all around her clit. I grabbed her rolls of fat on each side and held her in place while she came on my tongue. She collapsed on her belly next to me and I scrambled behind her spreading her butt and dove in and ate her ass. I'd seen a porn video of this actress Charlotte Stokely, who was the same size as me eating Alison Tyler's ass, who was about the same size as Olivia.

Olivia's reaction was incredible, she reached back pulling my face into her ass and she thrashed about and came several times. I don't know about love, but it was so empowering to feel her give way to my love. It was love as I was gentle and she allowed me to make her feel good.

Finally she said, "Leslie, too much baby, " and I pulled myself up next to her, cupping her face and very slowly we kissed.

I stood up and helped her up. I looked into a small mirror and the sports bra was around my neck, hanging down my back, which made me giggle. I said, "This sports bra is perfect for me."

She turned and kissed me.

"Would you like to pursue this with me Leslie?"

"Yes I would. I just had no idea. I've got some kids coming home from school in about forty five minutes. Could we connect on Sunday for brunch or breakfast or lunch?"

She nodded yes. I leaned and stuck my tongue out some three inches and gently licked her lips, touching and pulling back. I said, "The best part was giving you pleasure. I don't think that will ever get old for me. I like you being in charge too, honey."

That brought some more sexual kissing and I said, my breathing all ragged, "I got to get Teri and Gina."

Olivia pulled my yoga pants up and I stepped into the red pumps I was wearing and the sports bra and tottered out to my fifteen year old Yukon that Daddy bought for us. It had an old Chevy three twenty seven kit engine with a four barrel carburetor and five speed on the floor manual, with auto locking hubs. I grew up a gear head with Daddy.

The engine purred at stop lights but when I put my foot into it, she screamed. I roared south on Broadway and turned right at Denny and went my way down the hill and moved in and out of traffic until, Denny connected to Elliot Avenue and beat a bunch of lights and took the exit at Dravus Street and drove through Interbay and up the first Magnolia hill and down to the hairpin turn at thirtieth west and then right on Barrett and into the parking lot at Fatima. I was late, they'd left on the bus.

I fired up the engine and opened the windows rolled out of the parking lot onto Barrett and more sedately retraced my trip onto thirtieth then Dravus and finally right on twentieth for two blocks and we were home. I heated up some lasagna in the microwave for all of us and toasted some sourdough bread and put out some grape tomatoes.

We were all famished and I nuked some more casserole and made some more toast.

When I opened the freezer door, a blast of cool air wafted the eau do snatch into my nose, which smelt like old blue cheese and anchovies. I had to get that cleaned up before anyone noticed.

I ran out to the driveway got the shopping bag with more sports bras and yoga pants from the Yukon.

I stripped off and threw my soiled thong and yoga pants on the floor and brought big Rudy into the shower with me and fucked the shit out of myself, as if I needed to know I liked dick. I did but all I could think of was me eating her ass.

Jazzercize at Fatima with Isobella and Gabriella tonight and I was conscious wanting to eliminate my baby pooch. I had some pink runners and half socks and I put on a pink thong and the sports bra, and the yoga pants, pulled up as my lover had shown me.

I pulled a tuna noodle casserole out of the freezer and put it into the oven at two twenty with aluminum foil over the top. I called Teri, "Girl come here."

Her room was downstairs and she came up the stairs and stared at me and her mouth dropped open.

I pretended to not notice and said, "The tuna noodle casserole is in the oven, and there are some frozen peas in the freezer, you can mix in when you serve it. Oh there are some potato chips too to crumble on top like you like."

"Why aren't you eating with us, mom, "her lips were trembling and teers were running down her face.

I said, "Hey, hey come here, Father Patrick suggested I go to jazzercize at church."

"Mama, "Grammy called and wants you to call her."

I immediately called Mom and she picked up immediately, "Leslie, are you by yourself? If not lock the door so we can talk in private, "I walked over and locked the bedroom door.

"Okay, I'm safe from prying ears, I said and sat on the bed.

Mom said, "You're not going to like this at all. "Ellen is on Only Fans with Erik."

"What's Only Fans?"

On line regular people have a channel in which people subscribe to watch her have sex with people. She and Erik both have channels. Ellen sleeps with men and lots of women. Erik is queer and it's just with men, he has a black boyfriend. Ellen is making a lot of money now."

"How much money?"

"Thirty thousand a month. She called me yesterday. There's more honey, she's in a relationship with several couples. She says it's called polyamory."

"Do you have an account?"

"We've had one for several years, we have some friends that we play with. Dad is close to this Latina woman at church, I've grown close with several women.

"Your dad found her site last night. When he came home we watched, she's very popular as a streamer and there are scenes with men, black men and women. She's hinting that she's pregnant.. Vickie and Val got in a fight with her last Sunday and called her a skank and actually beat her up. Gave her a black eye."

"The twins are eighteen now, "I added randomly.

I said, "So do you know who is part of her throuple? Anyone we know?"

She said, "All told there's one Alpha male three women and a sissy-boy crossdresser."

I said, "You didn't answer me, is there anyone we know?"

Mom said, "Kurt, your ex-husband. All three of the women are pregnant including Ellen and Erik is the sissy-boy."

She said, "What should we do?"

"Legally, I'm not sure there's anything to do. They're all of age. Ellen is dead to me and I have not heard of or talked to Erik in over a year. Father Patrick suggested I go to jazzercize at Fatima and I'm going tonight."

"I met someone and had a wonderful time. I'm hopeful. I have to let go of this shit."

End I Tried To Be A Good Mom Part Two