Quinn & Heidi's "Mother-Daughter" Challenge - Part I
Quinn had just closed her art history textbook and was reaching for her tv remote when she was startled by her ringing phone. She padded her hands around herself on her bed to find it. On the third ring, she realized it was under her - nestled comfortably between her breasts and her bedspread. She'd wedged it there as she settled down to study for tomorrow's quiz.
She rolled her body sideways and pulled her phone up. The screen flashed her friend, Avery's, face, tongue poking out in a silly grin. Avery was her study-buddy and they'd been sharing texts all night as they reviewed the class materials for tomorrow.
She probably wants to talk about how much of a perv Picasso was
, Quinn thought, hitting the answer button and putting her phone to her ear.
"Quinn - WTF!" Avery exclaimed breathlessly before Quinn could answer. "Why would he
post
that??"
"Don't tell me," Quinn replied. "Your brother posted more of your naked baby pics?"
"No, listen," Avery said, with and uncharacteristic and hushed seriousness. "It's Ezra ... I ... I can't believe it! He, he fucking..."
At just that moment, there was a rap at Quinn's door. It was her mom.
"Quinn, let me come in," Heidi said to her daughter.
"Gimme a sec," Quinn said to Avery, muting her phone.
"Yo, ma - what up?" Quinn called to her mother.
The door opened and Heidi stepped in with a serious look on her face. She held her iPhone forward.
"Quinn - we need to talk," she said in a low voice. She motioned at her daughter's phone. "Now."
Quinn rolled her eyes and sighed with dramatic petulance.
"Avery, lemme call you right back. My mom just walked in," she told her friend.
She ended the call and tossed her phone aside with a huff. She looked at her mom with raised eyebrows. "Yes, mother?"
After a pause, Heidi walked to the bed. "Quinn ...," she began. "I just saw something on TikTok .... a picture of you."
Heidi's solemnity gave Quinn a suddenly blossoming unease.
What was this about?
"What picture?" Quinn asked, doing her best to feign nonchalance as her heart began to race.
Now was
this
about?
Quinn noticed that her mom's hands were slightly shaking as she unlocked her phone. She looked at Quinn.
"It was a closeup of you, your face ... you were ...." Heidi began, as she approached the bed.
Quinn's nervousness only grew as the reality of what her mom just might be telling her drew clear. She felt her stomach drop. Her eyes grew wide. She stilled and put her hand to her mouth.
"Fuck ..." was all Quinn could muster in response, as her mom primly sat on her bed. There was another dead quiet, awkward pause as the two women stared at each other. "Is it a picture of me - "
"Sucking dick," Heidi finished, as she looked back to her phone and began thumbing through images. "It's . . . a closeup of your face. It's unmistakably you, with .... You've got a huge penis in your mouth. You're drooling on it and winking at the camera," Heidi's mom said. "All you can see is your face and whoever's cock in your mouth. I think you're shooting a bird at the camera. It looks recent."
Quinn felt dizzy. Her mouth and throat were bone dry. She tried to swallow. "
Um
," she croaked, rubbing her eyes. She looked back to her mom. "JFC . . . That was on TikTok?" she asked with a whisper.
Heidi exhaled and opened the app on her phone. After a second of navigation, she looked back at her daughter.
"I can't find it now," she said. "But check this out .... I took a screenshot."
She quickly perused her photos and after a few seconds she handed the phone to her daughter. Quinn hesitantly took the phone and eyed the picture. She felt dizzy, her hands sweaty and cold. The salacious image confirmed her worst fears.
It was a hi-def snapshot from a video taken on her ex-boyfriend, Ezra's, phone a couple days before. She seen in his bedroom hungrily sucking his buddy, Micah's, cock. She is indeed winking, slightly grinning and giving the finger at the camera, and there is a viscous mix of precum and spit running in a thick, oozy stream from her mouth to the base of Micah's red, veiny and swollen member. Judging by the screenshot on her mom's phone, either the video or the still taken from it had just been up on Ezra's TikTok. Here was a maximally empowering and titillating, yet private, moment of power and control that she had enjoyed that was now laid bare for the
world
to see.
Quinn, sighing pitifully, looked back her mom with bewildered eyes and shook her head. "Mom ... what the fuck?" she asked plaintively. "This was on
TikTok
? Like, fucking
seriously
?" She felt her eyes moisten. Her face was on fire with shame.
Heidi gently took her phone from Quinn's hand and, mercifully, pressed the lock button, instantly making the scandalous image disappear. She put her phone on the bed and turned back to her daughter with a kinder expression.
"Look," she said after a bit. "It's probably not even that bad. I've only got like 10 friends on TikTok and Ezra's one of them. So, I check his account. I just happened to be on his account a little while before I saw this and ... I don't think it was on there. He must have just put it up right before I went back on and now it's been taken off. Probably almost no one saw it." Heidi patted her daughter's knee.
Quinn collapsed back on her bed with a short, breathy whimper. "You think so?" she asked miserably.
"For sure," Heidi responded.
There was another pause, Quinn's retro-style clock ticking quietly in the background. After a while, Heidi squeezed Quinn's knee again. "But, hey," she said. "I'm really interested to know what's going on there. What are you doing? I mean, I know what you're
doing