Sapphire Lane The Adoptee Pt 04

Author's note: This is a chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of fauxcest (daughter with adopted parents) with some other fetishes potentially included. Please do not read if such themes offend you, or if you can't enjoy the silliness of the premise, and I'd advise you to start from the beginning if you haven't read the preceding chapters! All characters in this story are 18 or over.

This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which will be a collection of various series all set on Sapphire Lane, each lesbian related but exploring different kinks. Though these series share a setting with characters cameoing between them, each is standalone so can be enjoyed without having read any of the others.

Chapter 4

Cassidy, despite being kept awake a little by the strange noises coming from her adopted parents' room, slept well and awoke refreshed. She already felt settled into the routine of going downstairs in her pyjamas for breakfast, wishing her mom a good day at work, then getting dressed for tutoring with her mommy.

Today she wore her mint green tennis skirt, a loose-fitting black tee which she tucked into the skirt, and tried on her white extra-long over the knee socks, then tidied up her double Dutch braids (which her mommy seemed to love so Cassidy thought she'd keep her hair like it for now).

She had on her purple bra and panties with white polka dots, and when she joined Zafira at the dining table for tutoring, the girl lifted the front of her skirt without even being asked, knowing the woman loved to see which of her new underwear she had chosen each day. Cassidy thought that appeasing her mommy's little quirks would be a way to show her appreciation for the tutoring. Zafira was delighted, and they spent the morning going through chapters in a biology textbook whilst the woman played with Cassidy's braids and gently stroked her bare arm.

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"Wonderful, I think we've done enough tutoring today bébi... how about as a treat we get bagels for lunch?" Zafira said after finishing marking a mini test Cassidy had done, getting most of the answers correct.

"Yes, I'd like that mommy." Cassidy grinned, excited as she hadn't really left the house besides the mall trip since her arrival so would like to see a bit of the surrounding neighbourhood.

"There is a bagel place not too far away, we can walk there and enjoy the sun!" Zafira fetched her handbag, and they left with the woman reaching out to take Cassidy's hand. Cassidy accepted, slightly reluctant as she still felt holding hands in public with her mother was a little embarrassing for an 18-year-old, but she wanted to be a good daughter, and remembered she found it oddly comforting when they had done it around the mall.

They walked down Sapphire Lane, Cassidy looking at the houses which were all large, detached, and with front lawns and large back gardens. She felt far more confident today now she was wearing some panties under her short tennis skirt, despite its shortness being something she would normally have felt awkward wearing in public when she was used to jeans.

As they were leaving the street, they passed a Latina woman entering it in a black dress that strikingly displayed her cleavage, and wide hips that hinted at an impressive ass.

"Hi Lela, how are you?" Zafira smiled a greeting, and the woman responded friendlily, glancing at Cassidy a little quizzically.

"This is my daughter Cassidy; we've only just adopted her earlier this week!" Zafira said, squeezing the girl's hand in pride. "Cassidy, this is Miss Veracruz. She lives at Number 22."

"Nice to meet you Miss Veracruz." Cassidy smiled prettily, wanting to please Zafira with her manners.

"Aww, nice to meet you too Cassidy. That's fantastic Zafira, I know how long you've been wanting a daughter for! She seems lovely, my Gabriela would never hold my hand in public!"

Cassidy blushed, not sure if the lady was making fun of her, but definitely feeling embarrassed from the handholding being acknowledged as not the norm for teenaged girls, but Zafira seemed delighted. They said bye to the woman, and continued down the road until they got to a row of various shops and cafes.

"That's the ice cream parlour where a lot of girls your age hang out. Maybe we could go there one day in the afternoon when they're there after school, and see if you can meet some friends!" Zafira pointed out the place as they walked past. Cassidy wouldn't mind meeting some of the local girls her age somehow, but felt that going with her mother, undoubtedly with her holding her hand, would be quite a dorky first impression.

A couple of stores down was a bagel store where they had lunch; Zafira telling Cassidy more about the surrounding neighbourhood as they ate, with the teen enjoying her lunch date with mommy. "Let's get an ice cream for the walk home, we can share a cone as got to watch our figures" joked Zafira.

They went in the ice cream parlour, the place quiet in the daytime during school hours, and got a scoop of strawberry flavour. They walked home, holding hands again, with Zafira taking a lick of the ice cream then moving the cone to Cassidy's lips so she could have a lick too. The brunette girl tried to keep her licking to the same side, but Zafira didn't seem too bothered and was just taking her licks from any side so soon Cassidy was forced to lick over areas already smeared by the Hungarian woman's tongue; not that she was a germaphobe or anything, but she was conscious her tongue was licking the same surface her mommy's tongue recently touched. She guessed it wasn't too strange, mothers probably didn't normally worry about things like that when sharing with their daughters, though Cassidy was confused to find that she found it strangely exciting.

They finished the ice cream with the alternating licks by the time they got back to Sapphire Lane.

"Try and finish your chores quickly today, as I got something I want you to help me with bébi." Zafira said as they walked up the driveway home.

"Yes mommy."

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Cassidy hurried through her chores as Zafira requested, though made sure she didn't compromise the quality of her work but most of the cleaning was pretty easy anyway when you were doing it every day. She had changed into her 'cleaning outfit' of the maid-esque panties, which she was actually finding got her into the 'zone' for her chores now, though she still felt embarrassed whenever she saw her bare-chested reflection in a mirror. When she was done, she quickly changed back into her clothes, and went to find Zafira to find out what it was she needed help with. The Hungarian woman was in the lounge, and Cassidy noticed she had changed into a skimpy silk dressing gown, and that there was a folding table set up in the middle of the room.

"Good girl, good job getting your chores done early so you can help mommy!" Zafira was pleased, getting up and hugging her then going over to the folding table. "I used to get a masseuse to come round every Thursday just to ease me up with a massage, but thought now that I have you, why not have my daughter do the job! Nothing technical, just something simple to help me relax, and think it'd be great mommy daughter bonding time! What do you think?"

"Um... yeah sure mommy, of course." Cassidy said surprised. "But I never done a massage before so wouldn't really have a clue what to do..."

"Don't worry bébi, I'll guide you." Zafira said, untying her silk robe and tossing it onto an armchair. Cassidy nearly gasped out loud when she saw the woman was naked beneath, the girl gazing at her adopted mommy's large bell-shaped breasts in disbelief, and also noticing her pussy with a neat landing strip of pubic hair. She felt a strange jolt of excitement, like the one she had felt in the bathtub when the woman scrubbed her with the washcloth.

"Don't gawp sweetie, now fetch the massage oil bottle from over there." Zafira pointed to a side stand, and Cassidy, snapping out of her thoughts, blushed at being caught staring, and turned to get the bottle which was in some kind of holster strap which the teen realised she could buckle around her hips so both her hands would remain free. As she put it on, she couldn't get the image of Zafira's naked body out of her mind, especially as she knew she'd see it again when she turned back round. The woman was her new mother after all, and had seen the girl naked in the bathtub or topless in the cleaning panties, so Cassidy supposed she shouldn't be so taken aback at the sight of the woman in the nude. It was perfectly normal to be naked for a massage, after all it wasn't something you could do properly with clothes on, and she was the one making it weird with her staring and having weird inappropriate thoughts.

With the holster secured around her hips, Cassidy turned back round to find that Zafira had climbed onto the folding table and was lying front down with her head turned to the side, resting it on her folded arms. Cassidy couldn't help but gaze over the woman's prone nude body, taking in her bare back and big firm ass, feeling an urge to reach out and touch it.

"First squeeze plenty of the massage onto your palms and rub them together so they aren't so cold, then begin by rubbing your hands, gently but firmly, up and down my back, going up to my shoulders and all the way down to my lower back."

"Yes mommy." Cassidy, feeling she had applied enough of the massage oil to her palm, returned the bottle to the holster, then rubbed her hands together so both were oily. She timidly touched Zafira's bare back and rubbed her hands up it, feeling the smoothness of the woman's skin whilst the oil helped her palms to slickly slide over it, all the way up to her shoulders then reversing and back down her back, stopping just before the curve of her ass. Cassidy rubbed her hands back and forth, enjoying the simple movement, and the feel of her hands gliding over the woman's body, whilst also admiring how beautiful the tanned skin looked as it became slicker with the glistening oil.

"Good girl, anytime you feel like you need more oil, just put more on your hands..." Zafira advised, sighing softly at the feel of the girl's hands, already feeling tension in her shoulders easing. "Now focus a little more on my upper back and shoulders especially bébi, increasing the pressure slightly..."

Cassidy applied more oil to her hands and obeyed, massaging the Hungarian woman's shoulders a little more firmly, strangely enjoying the feel of the bare flesh in her hands until she was told to move down to the legs. Cassidy moved down to the bottom of the table, so she was stood by the woman's feet, and began to rub her hands up Zafira's legs, leaning forward over the table to reach the thighs, thinking that massaging was a little like a light yoga routine for the masseuse with all this reaching, stretching, and slow movements. She tried not to look at the woman's ass that was directly in her view, or up between the legs encase she caught a glimpse of her adopted mother's private parts again, not sure why she was tempted to take a peek.

"That's good, ball your hands into fists, and press them against my thighs in quite firm strokes." Zafira instructed, and Cassidy did so, having to lean forward to reach, and again trying to avoid gazing at the beautiful ass as she rubbed her fists over the woman's thighs.

"Now come back round the table and give some special focus to my upper thighs, rubbing in and out rather than up and down..."

Cassidy walked around the table, so she stood by Zafira's thighs, and began to massage them, realising how close her hands were to her mommy's butt, only just stopping beneath the ass cheeks. She rubbed the upper legs of the woman, the teen's hands rubbing up and down the woman's inner thighs. "Perfect" Zafira sighed then told Cassidy to move on to her 'glutes', instructing her how she wanted it massaged.

Cassidy timidly grasped Zafira's shapely buttocks and nestled her oily thumbs in place in the crease where the cheeks met the legs and began to rub in circles as the woman told her, gently at first then increasing in pressure. The brunette rubbed her thumbs down the creases, stopping periodically as the woman instructed to press deep against the skin and massage in little circles.

"That feels fantastic! What's the point of paying a masseuse when I have you!" Zafira said.

"Thanks mommy." Cassidy said, pleased she was doing a good job, but becoming a little flustered at how intimate her hands were getting with the woman's body, keeping telling herself that it was her mother's 'glutes' she was massaging as it sounded more appropriate than thinking of it as her 'ass'. Zafira told Cassidy to rotate her hands, so the teen's thumbs moved into the woman's intergluteal cleft and did the same motions she had been doing to the crease between the woman's butt and legs. The girl's thumbs glided, thanks to the oil, up and down, passing very close to the woman's anus each time and actually over her perineum with the adopted daughter growing even more flustered, but telling herself that this must be normal technique that the masseuse typically used.

Cassidy could hear the Hungarian woman's breathing quicken as she told the girl to bring the palms of her hands together like she was praying and begin to slide them up and down between the butt cheeks. Cassidy started with just her little fingers between the cheeks but as she went back and forth, Zafira told her to press down some more, so her hands nestled into the woman's cleft. Pushing in a little further, Cassidy was shocked to feel the sides of her little fingers rub over the Hungarian woman's anus and perineum.

Cassidy, becoming increasingly hot despite the airy room, felt waves of excitement going through her body, feeling a strange arousal that made her want to touch herself between the legs. She ignored this weird feeling she had experienced several times in the last few days, telling herself she was just happy to be pleasing her mommy, and wasn't actually being turned on by giving the woman a massage and the feel of her oil slicked skin. She added a subtle wavelike motion to her sliding hands after Zafira advised her to, and it caused the woman to let out a low satisfied moan.

The teen cupped the buttocks with her oiled hands and rubbed in circular motions, feeling the tan skin warm in her hands, and began to knead and rub more firmly, eliciting more satisfied noises from Zafira between the instructions she was giving. Cassidy formed her hands into soft fists and pushed them against the centre of the woman's firm butt cheeks, slowly twisting her fists back and forth.

"That feels wonderful sweetie, now just one more thing..." Zafira explained the final techniques she wanted the girl to use on her glutes, and Cassidy moved up the massage table so she could grasp the woman's ass again from the top rather than from the bottom. The teen pushed her hands against the butt firmly as her palms glided down the ass cheeks and to her thighs. The girl repeated the motion several times, making sure her movements remained slow and firm as Zafira directed.

"Perfect, now let me turn over and we'll move on to the front!" Zafira said, and Cassidy was proud with herself at her work so far, though couldn't help wondering why the massage had focused so much on the butt as opposed to other areas of the woman's back, but supposed it must of just been an area her mommy felt required special attention. She still felt weirdly aroused, but had managed to ignore the inappropriate feeling, though when Zafira rolled over so her large breasts came into view, Cassidy couldn't help but feel it again even though she knew it was wrong to be excited by her mommy in that way.

Cassidy squirted some more massage oil onto her hands from the bottle holstered at her side, and rubbed her hands over the lady's flat stomach until it glistened with oil, but she couldn't continue to avoid the woman's breasts for long as she was instructed to run her hands up between the her bell-shaped breasts and then to either side over her upper chest and back down the outside of the breasts in a loop, making the circle grow smaller each cycle until Cassidy's hands were rubbing over the large breasts, kneading them in circles and making them shine with the oil. She couldn't believe she had her hands on the woman's breasts, repeatedly telling herself to keep it contextualised that it was just a massage, not anything else though feeling her mommy's nipples on her palms made it very difficult to keep herself composed.

"Use both your hands at once on one of mommy's breasts then repeat it on the other one bébi." Zafira told the brunette who picked the woman's right breast to start, rubbing both her hands over it in alternating directions. She then formed two right-angle shapes with her thumbs and fingers, pushing them at the breast from opposite directions so it was pushed upwards and squeezed between the diamond shaped gap her hands had formed with the girl unable to stop herself thinking how tantalising the large oil-glistening breast was she held in her hands Cassidy barely required any instruction to repeat all this on the Hungarian's left breast.

"You're doing great sweetie; you'll definitely be mommy's new masseuse!" Zafira smiled up at the girl. "Finally, could you massage my neck a little."

Cassidy nodded, sliding her hands over Zafira's upper chest to gently put her oiled hands around her mommy's neck. She sensually rubbed her fingers over the sides whilst her thumbs delicately massaged the front of the woman's neck. Even after the massaging of the woman's butt, breasts, and inner thighs, this felt somehow extremely intimate to Cassidy, drawing her attention to the woman's beautiful face that was sighing gently as her neck was tenderly caressed by the teen's oiled fingers.

"Good girl." Zafira said, sitting up on the table after Cassidy had finished the massage, and learnt forward to give her daughter a little kiss on the lips. The teen blushed, again feeling strangely excited despite the fact the naked woman was her adopted mother, and the kiss being only maternal.

Zafira put back on her robe then went upstairs to shower, leaving Cassidy to fold up the table, and slide it away into the cupboard under the stairs, her mind racing with thoughts of the visuals and sensations of touch she had just experienced.

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After dinner with her parents, and an evening of watching television, Cassidy went upstairs to shower, hoping that the relaxing water might cool her off a little before bed, as ever since giving Zafira the massage, she had been feeling a little agitated and having vague inappropriate sensations whenever she looked at the woman. She put on a shower cap, tucking in her braids, and stepped into the inbuilt shower, enjoying the feeling of water on her nude body as she scrubbed herself with shower lotion. As she washed her small, upturned breasts, Cassidy couldn't help but become a little aroused again, feeling her nipples harden with the feel of her own chest in her hands bringing to mind the memory of her mommy's far larger breasts.

Unconsciously her hand moved off her breast, down over her flat tummy, over her water droplet covered bush of brunette pubic hair, and to her pussy which she tenderly stroked. She realised what she was doing, but didn't pull her hand away like she had done in bed a couple of nights back, but allowed herself to gently rub her fingers over her vulva, feeling it was warm and wet, and not from the shower water...

Cassidy hadn't ever properly masturbated before, only experimentally touching herself a few times in the orphanage but never bringing herself to orgasm which she knew was the goal in sex. She had never felt the kind of arousal she had weirdly began to experience since moving into the house before, and whether it was just a strange bodily response to her sudden life changes or her subconscious misunderstanding her relationship to her new mommy, Cassidy felt perhaps it might be healthy to masturbate now, hoping it'd release some of the weird tension she had.