Romancing His Girlfriend + Her Mom

Romancing his Girlfriend and her Mother

Shy Lanni is helped by her mother and by 38 y.o. Gwendolyn.

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Organic-Self-Sufficiency-Paradise — erotic romance

The story takes place at Jivarn's organic-self-sufficiency-paradise. It is a place where serenely isolated and remote mountains sweetly encircle a sun-soaked meadow, and here, everything for beautiful organic-self-sufficiency living, wondrously comes from nature's local resources.

Including; organic gardens~adobe dwellings~hewn tables~crafted woven garments~steel items~glass windows~plant-wax candles~paper~herbal birth-control~and many other crafted essentials.

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Story Characters

Jivarn - 21 years-old

— Jivarn's craftsgirls with him at his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise.

Gwendolyn - 38 years-old —

(shares dwelling with Jivarn)

Lanni - 19 years-old

Calesha - 37 years-old —

(Lanni's mother)

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Chapter One

With the sun sitting overhead in golden magnificence and the soft-blue sky floating luminescently above the broad meadow, Jivarn gaily strolled on the well-worn path beside the meadow stream. Brilliantly coloured, dancing wildflowers abounded in every direction, and a joyous twinkling of his eyes showed his excitement.

Where the meadow reached its distant edge, the sky merged seamlessly with the distant surrounding mountain peaks. The mountains themselves, sweetly snuggling the mellow meadow in a mountainous cradle.

Jivarn had just finished having a pleasant chat and herbal coffee with Gwendolyn. For a moment he fondly reflected on their friendship: Gwendolyn was a lovely friend and a great craftsgirl. He smiled; happy that their age difference of her thirty eight years to his twenty one years didn't effect their friendship. It was a pleasure in every way to have her share his adobe dwelling with him.

Jivarn's focus came back to the reason he was on the meadow path; he had no pressing jobs for the afternoon and that left him free to make an important visit to one of his craftsgirls.

Deeply breathing in the pure air of his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise meadow, Jivarn let himself dream about what had him stepping forward in eager anticipation.

Jivarn walked the wildflower path because he was seeking Lanni's nineteen-year-old sweet pussy. And he wanted all the love that would come with Lanni's pink-flower. He wanted to love her and be loved back. Sweet, sweet Lanni; comely and beautiful with luscious curves that were everywhere they should be.

Lanni had a sweet innocentness and Jivarn loved that about her too. He knew Lanni and her mother were very close, which was nice, but he also felt somewhat worried about how Lanni would transition from being her mother's girl to his pink-flower-doll girl.

So this walk would be the first stage of seeking Lanni's pink-flower. He was visiting Lanni's mother because he wanted her blessings to take her daughter's panties off. And oh, did he want to take Calesha's daughter's panties off!

Alone in the wildflowers, Jivarn paused and parted the overlaps of his crafted mid-thigh length, golden-yellow hip-wrap, releasing his throbbing erection and drawn-up balls. He smiled at the contrast between his suntanned body and his un-suntanned white orgasm-giver.

Turning himself in slow revolutions on the pathway, he imagined Lanni's juices coating, bathing, and emollienting his solid pumped romance-organ.

Ummm, to have Lanni's nineteen-year-old pussy take his length.

He flung his arms out horizontally as he increased his twirling speed and the sun shone radiantly on his whooshing organ. "Yes, sweet Lanni, this is for you," he jubilantly exclaimed.

Jivarn had practised so he could control his ejaculations—he'd be giving Lanni some exciting rides! But first was the talk with her mother. Sliding his pumped erection back into his hip-wrap, he continued on towards Calesha and Lanni's adobe dwelling.

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Calesha and Lanni's place sat snuggled in a tree-bordered clearing a short distance from the stream. Their dwelling was a thick-walled adobe construction, hand-built by Jivarn, as were all the buildings at his beautiful, organic-self-sufficiency-paradise.

Jivarn's orgasm-giver still throbbed desirously with thoughts of Lanni as he approached. He had chosen this time because Lanni was working in the crafting-room for the afternoon.

Knocking on the front door, he soon heard the soft patter of footsteps approaching, the lifting of the wooden latch, and then the hewn door opened to a smiling Calesha. As always, Jivarn thought Calesha looked great, and in her own way, she was as lovely as her daughter.

In an appreciative glance, Jivarn's eyes took in her curvy form in the crafted pastel-yellow frock, hemmed with a wide ruffle of white lace, which floated down to and around her mid-thighs. Jivarn felt quite sure that Calesha had a bit of a crush on him; she was certainly nice and friendly to him.

And Jivarn couldn't help but enjoy having his orgasm-giver pumped for Lanni while her mother greeted him warmly. It was hopefully a good start for his talk with Calesha.

"Hi, Jivarn."

"Calesha," Jivarn replied with his own smile.

For a moment, they just gazed at each other through the doorway while the stream cascaded whisperingly in the background. Suddenly, Calesha wondered and worried about the reason for Jivarn's unexpected visit. His smile seemed too happy to be visiting with a concern, but could something be wrong? Her smile faded.

"Is Lanni alright?" she asked.

"Yes, Lanni's okay."

Calesha's face relaxed to a look of curiosity, and she waited for Jivarn to continue.

Jivarn took a full breath. Well, here it is; he was going to ask Calesha for her blessing to take her daughter's panties off. "I, ah… I did want to talk with you about Lanni though."

Immediately tears filled Calesha's eyes. She knew why Jivarn was here. She was both happy and sad. "You're ready to have Lanni as your girl, aren't you?" she asked as tears started to streak down her face.

Jivarn knew it was going to be difficult and wasn't surprised at Calesha's tears, but still, they saddened him—he wanted it to be beautiful for all his craftsgirls at his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise.

"Yes, I've come to talk about that. I know you and Lanni are really close. I want everyone to be happy."

Calesha burst into flooding tears. "Oh, Jivarn, I knew you would come for her, and I'm happy for you both, really I am, but Lanni… well, Lanni's a very sweet and delicate girl and I so worry about her."

Jivarn reached out and gently took Calesha's hands. She looked up at him and cried harder. "Oh, Jivarn, I can't help but worry about Lanni."

"I know you do, Calesha, and that's why I wanted to talk with you before I talked with Lanni." Jivarn gave a warm smile, and added, "I promise not to talk with Lanni about being my girl until all your concerns are resolved."

In relief, Calesha collapsed against Jivarn and he enveloped her with a hug. "Thank you, Jivarn. Thank you, thank you," she quietly said between shuddering sobs.

Even though Jivarn had given her reassurance, Calesha still worried; plus, she would be losing her daughter. Overwhelmed, she wept in the comfort of Jivarn's arms. Calesha felt so wondrously comforted that she almost forgot that Jivarn was twenty-one and she thirty-seven.

Jivarn rubbed her back and held her tight. He would do whatever Calesha needed so she could be happy with him having her daughter as his girl.

Calesha looked forlornly at Jivarn, her tears continuing to stream from her eyes. "Jivarn… along with all my concerns about Lanni, I'm also going to lose her. I'm not sure Lanni can make it without me. Lanni's talked about wanting to be with you, but she also worries about how it would go for her."

Jivarn felt overwhelmed himself by Calesha's emotional outpouring. "Calesha, I promised to resolve all your concerns, and that includes you don't have to be parted from your daughter." Needing to comfort Calesha, he kissed her forehead. "If you want to come and live with Lanni and me, you can. I would love to have you join us."

Calesha wrapped her arms in a tight embrace around Jivarn's middle and clung to him. "Thank you again, Jivarn. I don't think I could bare to be parted from Lanni, and I don't think Lanni could bare to be parted from me."

Jivarn gave her another comforting kiss on the forehead and still holding her tight, he responded, "We shall work it all out. I promise."

Calesha remained in Jivarn's arms until her sobs quietened. "Thank you for comforting me," she said in a teary voice. She gave Jivarn a soft kiss to his cheek, and looked at him appreciatively. "I may need a lot of comforting."

Jivarn returned her cheek kiss. "You're a wonderful mother, Calesha, and I want all you craftsgirls here at my organic-self-sufficiency-paradise to be happy, including you. So any time you need comforting, just come to me. I have as many hugs as you need and more."

Calesha melted in Jivarn's arms, and she couldn't help feeling the sexy crush she had for wondrous, twenty-one-year-old Jivarn. But Jivarn was here to talk about Lanni, and Calesha had a lot to explain to him before he could pink-romance her shy and nervous, but very curious, nineteen-year-old daughter.

On the warm summer afternoon as Calesha was hugged by Jivarn in her doorway, she was happy for Lanni, happy for Jivarn, and happy for herself. Calesha sopped her crafted pantiecrotch with juice. Oh, how she hoped Jivarn would be happy fulfilling his promise!

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Chapter Two

As much as Jivarn wanted to make plans that would lead Lanni to becoming his girl, he also felt the need to comfort Lanni's mother. He was glad that Calesha would be coming with Lanni when she moved in with him as his pink-doll-flower.

Jivarn rubbed Calesha's back in long reassuring strokes while whispering in her ear. "I promise everything shall be okay. I promise. I promise. I promise."

As Calesha leaned tightly into him, Jivarn had the feeling that she would like him to comfort her through her pink-flower. The thought was very appealing to him. Would Lanni and her mother together like to be his pink-doll-flower craftsgirls? Both were beautiful and sexy in their own way, and if that's what they wanted, he could easily imagine having them as his pink-doll-flowers, and having them take his length.

Calesha was mesmerised by Jivarn's words and touching, and her doll-flower dripped in adoration for him. And oh, feeling his throbbing erection against her tummy was gorgeous. Calesha clung tighter to Jivarn as she thought about what she would have to do that her daughter could be comfortable receiving Jivarn's huge, throbbing orgasm-giver.

Lanni hoped she could be Jivarn's pussy-doll, but Lanni was very nervous and worried about being sexual with him. In worriedness, Lanni had asked that when the time came, would Calesha help her with everything about being with Jivarn?

Calesha soon learned that the help Lanni wanted was to be able to watch Jivarn romance her mother. Lanni felt watching would be the only way she could get past her nerves.

Well, Lanni's emotive request had come as shock and a complete surprise. But Lanni had tears streaming down her face when she'd asked for help that Calesha had agreed. And while Calesha still remained surprised by her daughter's request, Calesha had come to like the idea very much, she just hoped that Jivarn would like it, too.

As Calesha was held by Jivarn, her thoughts were on how to talk to Jivarn about her daughter's request. Jivarn's beautiful rubbing of her back and his sweet whispering in her ear while she thought about showing her daughter how to receive his throbbing orgasm-giver; well, it had Calesha highly aroused, and she continued to wetly drip into her crafted panties for him.

Every sweet stroke Jivarn did on Calesha's back felt like a commitment to his promise to her. The promise he'd given, but didn't yet know what would be involved. Jivarn didn't know that he'd promised, and continued to promise, with his sweet whispers, to romance Calesha's dripping mature pinkkiss while her daughter watched, so her daughter could get comfortable with having her own pinkkiss romanced by him.

Wrapped in his arms while standing in her front doorway, and with the sun shining golden in his hair as he promised to romance her pink-flower, Calesha fell in love with young and inspiring, wondrous twenty-one-year-old Jivarn. His caressing hand taking her into higher and higher arousal. Calesha clung to Jivarn; her pinkkiss achingly dripping for him.

Oh, Calesha wanted to cum for earthy, handsome Jivarn&#8212amazing, sweet Jivarn who would eventually pink-romance her nineteen-year-old daughter, after first, pink-romancing Calesha.

Calesha's eyes filled with tears of joy—Jivarn's promise also included that he was promising to orgasm her, and his every stroke on her back led her closer and closer to cuming for him. Jivarn's orgasm-giver that pressed against her tummy would soon be in her flower. He was promising!

Jivarn soon had Calesha desperate to cum for him—oh, her doll-flower was begging, but what she needed to do now was talk with him and explain everything. On the verge of orgasming, she stepped back out of their hug; warm-pink suffusing her face showing her desire for Jivarn.

Barely able to stand, think, or talk, Calesha stuttered, "Jivarn… would you like to come in and… we… we can talk…?"

"I'd like that," Jivarn responded, admiring her cute blushed face.

"Would you like a herbal coffee?" she asked.

"Mmmm, yes," he answered with a smile.

Jivarn's magnificent smile helped Calesha relax in his sexy presence, and she shyly looked at him with hopeful eyes. Her almost orgasmed doll-flower had Calesha sweetly enamoured for Jivarn to the point where she was tripping over her own feet in excitement to have her daughter's boyfriend's orgasm-giver in her doll-flower.

Calesha felt thrilled to feel her flower-petals puffy and wet for Jivarn. Oh, her pink-flower felt so ready.

Moment by moment, Calesha further sopped her crafted crotch-ribbon. She loved how Jivarn had started preparing her for his orgasm-giver, and now she had to let him know he'd promised, that with his youthful orgasm-giver, he'd romance her wet, mature pinkkiss while her daughter watched.

"We can sit and talk in the kitchen."

Jivarn nodded, and Calesha headed towards the kitchen dreaming of him romancing her pink-flower before he romanced her daughter's pink-flower.

In the kitchen, Calesha indicated that Jivarn could have a seat at the hewn table which sat in front of the bay-window, then she hurried to the bench. With her back to him as she prepared the coffees, she heard him slide the chair out from the table but didn't hear it slide back in.

Curious, she peeked over her shoulder and saw Jivarn had positioned the chair away from the table and sat watching her. Quickly returning to her coffee making, Calesha again hoped that Jivarn would be happy with his promise to romance her pink-flower to help her daughter.

Calesha reflected, as she done previously, about the exciting feelings she'd had at times with Jivarn before his romance focus with her daughter. Calesha loved being with Jivarn at his organic-self-sufficiency-paradise; she loved being one of his craftsgirls, and she had sensed Jivarn thought she was an attractive, mature craftsgirl.

Calesha wondered if he would he still be able to see her as attractive now that Lanni was his focus? Oh, she hoped so; her daughter needed it, and Calesha would love Jivarn to romance her pink-flower.

"Your frock's beautifully crafted, Calesha. I love the embroidery," Jivarn said, feeling a temporary change of topic might help calm Calesha.

Although Calesha was feeling shy about Jivarn's compliment, she was also very aware of her daughter's need to gain confidence in having a sexual relationship with Jivarn.

Calesha turned to face Jivarn and clearly saw what she hadn't seen moments earlier with her quick glance over her shoulder. It was a wondrous, shocking joy to see his huge erection, wondrously pillared in his crafted golden-yellow hip-wrap. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she softly replied, "That's sweet of you to say." Pausing, she naughtily let herself have an indulgent, extended glance at his sexy cock. Ohhh, she could almost feel the throbbing!

Calesha took an almost gasping breath to try and steady herself, her lower lip went between her teeth, and for several moments she concentrated on readying herself to continue. "Jivarn, Lanni has told me she loves you and would love to be your doll, but she's also expressed her concerns and fears about being able to be your doll.

Calesha took a hesitant step towards Jivarn and towards his huge cock that he'd promised to slip into her mature pinkkiss. She had to make the situation clear to him. "Jivarn, you need to know that if you begin a relationship focus with Lanni, she's going to be really nervous around you, and Lanni has asked me if I could help her get through her nervousness."

Calesha, staggering with weak knees, took two further steps closer to handsome Jivarn with his sweet smile and promised youthful cock. She was utterly nervous, but she had her daughter to think about. Calesha was utterly wet.

"Jivarn, as you know, Lanni and I are very close; we even share my bed. Lanni shares her feelings with me, so I know her quite well."

"I understand that, Calesha. That's why I've come to talk with you first. I want your help, your support, and your blessing to have Lanni as my girl; to have Lanni as my doll."

Calesha took another swaying step towards Jivarn. "I appreciate that and love you for it, Jivarn. However, I don't think you understand yet what's required for Lanni to become your girl; to become your doll."

"Calesha, I love Lanni and I've happily promised to do whatever you feel is needed so Lanni can be happy with me as my girl. And it's great that you're going to be coming with Lanni when she's my doll. Tell me, Calesha, everything you think is necessary for Lanni to become my girl?"

Jivarn didn't know how the sleeping arrangements would work out with Calesha coming with Lanni, and they being used to sharing a bed, but he was sure something could be arranged. As far as he was concerned, he'd be totally happy for Calesha to sleep with Lanni and himself.

Jivarn's smile as he spoke his reply, further melted Calesha. Her next step towards him was almost eager. "It's so comforting, Jivarn, that you want to talk with me about Lanni's situation."

"Calesha, you know I want your blessings to have Lanni as my doll. I want everyone here at my organic-self-sufficiency paradise to be happy."

Calesha wanted to run the remaining two paces to Jivarn and the comforting of his arms. She wished the talking was over so she could also run to his romance-organ and his promise to romance her pink-flower.

Calesha took another big breath. She had a real dose of nerves… and an excitingly wet pinkkiss. She needed to help her daughter! "Jivarn, Lanni needs my support. Lanni feels the only way she is ever going to be comfortable in a relationship with you as your doll is if she first observes and hears you do romantic things with… with…"

Calesha couldn't finish her sentence. Her daughter needed her help, but Calesha was struggling with shyness and embarrassment. What if Jivarn didn't want to romance her pink-flower? Her eyes looked downwards and filled with tears.

"With you." Jivarn finished Calesha's sentence for her.

Calesha looked up from the floor to Jivarn and nodded. With her cheeks again stained with tears, she slowly took the last two steps to stand in front of Jivarn, and shyly and nervously asked, "Are you still happy that you promised you would do what Lanni has asked and hoped for so she could work through her nerves?"