(For Chloe and her lover. Chloe has asked for me to tell her fantasy and promises to share it with her lover -- someday. If you care, tell Chloe to open herself to her lover, to let her lover change her panties for her -- SplendidSpunk)
What can I, a forty something woman with a daughter; a female lover and her two daughters tell anyone about love and life? Until a few months ago not much, but now as I sit here and recall those few months and the changes in all of our lives, the abject humiliation I've experienced, the submissive little girl I've become, well I think quite a bit. Some of what I am about to reveal you may have already guessed, yes I was once a happy heterosexual woman with a husband, hence my lovely daughter. Since my lover also has two beautiful daughters you also realize that she too once believed a man was important to her.
So my story will begin long after my lover Liz and I understood that the men we knew in our lives were little more then pricks, that once they had their fun filing our pussies were found wanting. That story, the story of how Liz and I discovered our own sex was preferable is not for now, perhaps another time. I will only admit that while I am deeply in love with Liz, I have on occasion taken a lover and on very rare occasions that lover had a cock. Again this is only background.
Liz is a stunning woman who like me stands at five foot eight with a body men stare at long after they realize she is no longer playing for that team, seeing her in my arms they sadly realize that this goddess seeks her gratification from another women, one with short blonde hair. Our bodies are similar though I find I envy Liz as I am sure she envies me. We all see our lovers be they male or of the same sex as more desired then our own. Her full tits and firm ass never fail to turn me on, make me a needy slut for her. Our daughters resemble us, hers, Louise and Clare have her looks and hair and through the magic of their father's genes actually have turned them into young women more striking then their mother. My daughter, Cathy, keeps her blond hair long as most young girls seem to like, and while she resembles me, she is, due to her youth a bit more attractive then I am, as gravity has not yet come to visit her, and her tits are firm and her ass not burdened with childbirth.
As I said the change to our happy, if unique, little family began about three months ago when unknown to me, my daughter watched me in one of my perverted moments. You see I have a few sexual issues that I've tried to keep secret but since that day every one of my perverted sexual desires have become exposed to my lover and all of our children. That first mistake, if it truly was a mistake, my daughter watched me as I rummaged through her hamper full of soiled clothes and extracted a pair of her panties. After putting them to my nose and inhaling the aroma of her sex, I pulled those soiled panties up my legs and wore them against my own now wet and dripping cunt. I then dressed in a very short and tight skirt. I wanted my legs rubbing against one another I wanted to feel her damp panties with every step. Thinking nothing at the time I then went about my day, never suspecting that I'd been caught out.
Later that day while enjoying a lite lunch with a friend my daughter sauntered into the café and slid into the bench seat next to me. Although somewhat surprised, as she should have been in class at the time, I hugged her and calmly introduced her to my friend. When my friend went to powder her nose my daughter leaned over to me and whispered in my ear.
"You'll remove my panties now and give them to me or I will expose you right here right now."
She'd said it softly, but there was no missing the seriousness in her voice. She would not hesitate to make good her threat. Meekly I said.
"Please not here, please I'll give them back but please not here not now!"
She smiled at me and I cringed seeing the dominance in her eyes. She didn't bother with whispering her reply.
"Now mother or wait for your friend, but it will be here and it will be today."
Not wanting to do this at all, but not wanting her to make scene either I wiggled in the seat. The tight skirt I'd worn forced me to raise my ass and risk exposing myself in order to just get at her panties. I moved as fast and as quietly as I could, not wanting to draw any undue attention to this embarrassing scene. I realized as I worked panties off how wet they'd become, much more so then when I slid them on, and crumbled them in a ball and handed them to her. I was mortified to be sitting now, in my very tight and short skirt, with my naked puss certainly visible if I moved the wrong way and most assuredly when I would have to slide down the bench seat to leave. I expected her to leave now that she'd succeeded in humiliating me, oh how wrong I was.
"Now mother, when I tell you to do something you will do it. I know you want this little secret of yours to remain between us so you will listen when I speak and you will obey. Am I clear mother?"
I could only nod as the thought of what had transpired and what my daughter now knew of me filled my head.
"Yes!"
I finally croaked just as my friend came into view and headed back to the table. I hoped that I'd been humiliated enough but when my daughter got up to leave I felt more was to come. I was seated where I could see out the front window at the crowded streets, the shoppers going to and fro, the derelicts begging for coins and the school children on an adventure with their teachers. When my daughter left the café, her soiled panties still crumpled in her hand I watched as she slowly let them hang from her hand as she went thru the door. She stopped at an older woman begging for coins and handed her the panties, then pointed to me and said something to the woman. I cringed and I'm sure my face went deep red as I saw those soiled and sex filled panties now in that old woman's dirty hand. When she smiled at my daughter I saw the wide gaps where her teeth should have been as she looked into the restaurant and said something to my daughter who turned and grinned and then looked back at the woman and nodded.
I let my friend leave first, claiming I needed to make a cellular call first and promised we'd do lunch again soon. I knew the old woman had been promised something from my daughter and whatever it was I wanted to learn of it alone. When my friend was safely gone I up and walked out. No sooner out the door then the old woman called me by name.
"Chloe come here child, come and see what I've got to sell."
I inched towards her, looking left and right now wanting to be seen by anyone. I came along side the old woman who held up my panties, my daughter's panties and said.
"I think these would look good on you Chloe and I'd be surprised if you went home without them. I was told that you might need these once you'd returned home. So how about we say ten for them? They're a bit soiled and smell a bit so fifteen might be a bit too much, don't you think?"
I fumbled in my purse but only had a twenty, so I handed that to her and grabbed the panties and walked off. I heard her old tired voice crackle.