Part two saw Luke leave Jessica to live with his Aunt Stella. Stella had seduced him at the beginning of part one and they had waited for a trial period of six months before taking the audacious step of setting up home together in an incestuous relationship.
Luke's leaving coincided with Francesca taking her niece Jessica for her lover, then sowing the seed for a sexual union between her daughter, Sasha, and Jessica, thus establishing a three way incestuous lesbian partnership. The three women shared a large bed and a predilection for steamy, kinky sex.
Their love making could also be gentle and passionate but they loved depraved, perverted role play sex. Francesca, a strong minded professional woman, liked nothing more than surrendering to her daughter and niece in the bedroom. Sasha in particular had delighted in making her mother the willing subject of her sexual domination.
It emerged that Alice, the deceased sister of Francesca and mother of Jessica had been the initial spark for Francesca's very brief involvement in lesbian incest twenty years earlier. Francesca had carried with her the erotic memory of their unintentional sexual coupling; they had fucked each other in a semi drunken encounter whilst sharing a bed at a friend's house after a party.
Alice often featured in Francesca and Jessica's love making as they both invoked her for each other's erotic gratification. Francesca relived the moment of their 'unavoidable' orgasm at each other's hands and Jessica fantasised about feeling her mother's fingers inside her.
Above all, they never tired of seducing or being seduced by one another. Seduction was at the heart of their incest and now that their sexual relationships were strong and solid, they began to fantasise about seducing other women, and then arousing one another by sharing the thrill of their erotic experiences.
Lessons In Seduction
April 2016
Over the next six months, as their incestuous relationships progressed, the boundaries of their sexual exploits began to widen. The fantasies they invented for one another began to involve other women that they found attractive. One April Sunday morning in the kitchen, after a night of passion together, Francesca floated an idea.
"Feel free to veto this suggestion but I've been thinking. Now that we're established as long term lovers, you know, into the foreseeable future and all that, and given how much we enjoy one another's fantasies of fucking other women, why don't we do it the other way around?"
"What do you mean Mother?"
"Well, how about we actually seduce other women, if and when we get the chance, and then tell the stories of our conquests to one another in bed."
"So rather than just invent fantasies, we actually fuck other women and turn one another on by recounting the tale afterwards?" asked Sasha.
"God yes, I love it. What a great idea auntie, I feel turned on already."
"We'd have to have some rules," Francesca continued, "like no next door neighbours Sasha, and we mustn't stray onto one another's work or friendship groups. They'll have to be random women that none of us have any kind of relationship with, or if we do, we stick to our own territory."
"Agreed, let's do it, there's a new senior consultant at the hospital and I'm sure I'm picking up vibes from her."
"Yeah, go for it Jess, and I might just bend over in a short skirt in front of my friend Libby's mum, I can tell she's interested, whenever Libby's not in the room, she touches my hair, or makes a point of touching me on the shoulder or the waist. Sometimes, when she thinks I haven't noticed, she gets a weird look in her eye while she ogles my body. I don't think she's getting any satisfaction from her husband, if you know what I mean."
"Okay, let's do it then girls. Oh God, just the thought of it is making my pussy wet."
"Fuck yes, I'm wet too, Sasha, please will you give strict supervision to your mother in her bedroom while I sit and watch?"
"Mother, go to your room immediately, remove your wet panties and the rest of your clothes, wear only a pair of stilettos and a hairband and wait for me, on your knees, with your hands behind your back, and your head bowed as a sign of respect."
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A couple of days later, Francesca dug into the depths of her handbag looking for a tissue and pulled out a business card with a phone number and the words 'Ring me' written on the back. She was puzzled for a moment, then she remembered being given the card on the evening of the restaurant meal with Sasha and Jessica. It was the pretty taxi driver's phone number.
Francesca was sitting in a coffee bar looking at some legal papers at the time. She put the card back into her handbag and carried on reading the documents, then she pulled it out again. What would be the harm, she thought. The woman was attractive and clearly interested in her, and it would give her a buzz to be the first one to come home with a 'bedtime' story to tell to her incestuous lovers.
She made the call half hoping that it wouldn't be answered, it was.
"Hello."
"Oh hello, I hope you can help me, I need to book a minicab."
"Right... how did you get this number? This is my personal phone, you'll have to ring the company number."
"You gave it to me about five months ago."
"I did?"
"Yes, you dropped me and my sisters off at Baileys."
"... Oh God yes, the beautiful sisters from Maple Avenue, It's been so long that I wasn't expecting to hear from you."
"Good, I'm glad you remember me, I don't need your taxi really, I just need a ride, do you think you can help me?"
"Right, well I think I might be a little out of my depth, it was something I did on the spur of the moment, you were so stunningly sexy, I don't know what came over me, it was completely out of character."
"Don't be nervous, I thought it was a lovely gesture, very flattering, I came across the card just now and thought about how much I'd like to take you up on your offer; I'd definitely like to book you for a ride."
"Oh God, I'm sorry if I mislead you, like I said, I'd written my phone number down without thinking it through. I think I was relived when you didn't ring, I've never actually... you know, with a woman."
"Well you must be 'curious' or you wouldn't still be speaking to me now."
"... I don't know... I..."
"You're a very attractive woman you know, I've been imagining what you'd look like wearing something other than your taxi driver's outfit, I'll bet you'd look hot in a pencil skirt and heels... and stockings, I love a woman in stockings."
"Oh God."
"What's the matter, am I turning you on ever so slightly?"
"... I don't know."
"Yes you do, I'm getting a nice little sensation myself, will you meet up with me, it'll be better to talk face to face than on the phone?"
"What would we do? I mean where would we... I mean how would..."
"Are you married?"
"I was, but not any more."
"But you've had boyfriends?"
"Yes, of course."
"Well, where did you go with them for a first date?"
"For a drink I suppose, to a nice pub."
"Would you like to go for a drink with me?"
