Yeah I know it has been a really long time. The saga continues, parts are released when I have time to write & edit, which is not very often. It is far from over. Personally I think this goes without saying, but since things are only going to get increasingly hot and heavy from hereon out: this story is 100% fiction. Incest in real life is like playing with fire, it can and sometimes does ruin lives, I won't tell you what to do, but remember this: a fantasy can be just as fun, and honestly never hurt anyone.
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Olivia and Maithri woke up together, the first blush of the rising sun just tinting the inner walls of the villa, the bluish tinge was unsettling but the two girls shrugged it off and were soon chatting avidly in hushed voices. Marcella had already gotten up, they could both hear her making the occasional loud clang or clattering sound in the kitchen. "I want you to go on ahead, get started without me." Olivia said. "Just tell my mom that I'm sleeping in. I want the two of you to have some time alone together."
Maithri swallowed anxiously but nodded avidly. "I don't know how she will behave, she might ask you a bunch of questions, or she might just ignore you... And I won't tell you exactly what to say or how to act, she'd probably just get suspicious anyway. We can't fake it forever, so lie as little as possible, just evade if she gets too curious. All I want is for you to remember what we talked about last night. Your goal is to get her to fess up about the feelings she has for me. It'll be easy, just tell her how you fell in love with me, I doubt she'll be able to bite her tongue."
Olivia reached down to her hip and started to tug off her mother's brown thong. "One final touch." Smiling wickedly she pulled the panties the rest of the way down her thighs and over her knees and then lastly her feet. She held them out to her friend. "Put these on." She murmured, eyes dropping, finally blushing in spite of her bravado. "And give me yours." She added coolly. Maithri jumped into action, flopping onto her back and wriggling out of her golden lingerie so fast that Olivia snorted.
The girl thrust her underwear into Olivia's hands before she could even react. Snatching the thong in the same movement, she was immediately on her back once more, frantically untangling the brown bundle so that she could get them on as quickly as possible. Olivia watched with morbid fascination, feeling both mildly envious of her friend's unabashed excitement, and unexpectedly aroused by the spectacle. Glancing down at the opulent golden lingerie clenched in her left hand she felt a surprisingly powerful answering throb pulsing between her legs.
Maithri had finally sorted out the panties, she'd pulled them up as high as she could but had hit a snag. Olivia scowled as she noted that her friend's hips were so wide that the safety pin her mother had used to cinch them around her daughter's girlish form prevented them from rising any further. "Hold on!" She snapped. Pushing Maithri roughly onto her stomach, Olivia removed the pin and let the elastic waistband gratefully unbunch.
"Oh, thanks." Her friend huffed, reaching back and pulling them up the rest of the way herself. Olivia's eyes flicked guiltily away from where she'd been staring, directly into Maithri's faintly glistening lavender folds. She grunted, clearing her throat and backing up until she could slide gracefully out of bed. Standing next to the edge she stepped gingerly into Maithri's lingerie, honestly afraid that she might damage them given how delicate they felt against her calloused feet and well-weathered calves.
She pulled them up as carefully and as quickly as she could, eager to put this awkward exchange behind them. Predictably however, they were quite loose, perhaps even looser than her mother's thong had been before Marcella had made the necessary adjustments. "Um. We have a tiny problem." She groaned, once again flushing with embarrassment.
"Ah? Ha! Olivia,
darling
. This is not a problem. This is
nothing
." Shuffling up behind her, Maithri reached out and snatched the safety pin from between her friend's fingers, Olivia had not even realized that she was still holding it. A moment later she felt her friend's confident and steady hands drawing the delicate lace of the golden lingerie snugly about her waist. Deftly she folded and threaded the pin through the fabric, enough times to ensure that it wouldn't tear or work its way loose. In seconds she rocked away, chortling with satisfaction.
"Four long years I was taught sewing and embroidery, weaving, spinning, and all the secrets of textiles, these were passed down through a hundred generations of women in the royal family. It was the one thing I truly enjoyed about my training. Something as little as this comes to me as easily as breathing." Olivia could feel nothing bunched up behind her back like before, it had been done so expertly. The crotch however was undeniably snug.
Turning around slowly she noticed Maithri's cheeks were flushed, the girl was grinning widely but her chest was still heaving hypnotically as she struggled to hide her obvious excitement. Unable to help herself, Olivia glanced down at her friend's hips, the brown thong was hugging them sublimely. She'd seen these panties on her mother and worn them herself, but there was no denying that they looked specifically made for Maithri's figure, even the color was perfect.
Blushing and grimacing slightly, Olivia took her friend by the hands and helped her down off the bed. They stood facing, a slow gentle smile spreading infectiously between them. "Don't get the wrong idea." Olivia murmured softly. "I'm doing this because it's the perfect way to get my mother to talk to you. Once she sees you wearing the special panties she gave me, she'll have no choice but to confront her own feelings. She'll also be unable to avoid thinking about how she was wearing them herself recently."
Maithri nodded vigorously, her eyes going wide even as her grin expanded. "Olivia you are a genius! And I do not use that word carelessly. You thought of everything, my panties too, when she sees you wearing them it will make our pretend intimacy appear real. It may also make her jealous. I doubt your mother will be able to overlook such a provocative display!"
Olivia had considered all this, and for once she felt very pleased by her friend's praise, but that wasn't everything. "I hope you realize I didn't forget about you, or your feelings." She said softly. Exploring her own emotions on this matter was very difficult, but Olivia wasn't going to let uncertainty stand in her way. Dropping Maithri's hands she reached out and lightly grasped the girl by the hips, just below her narrow waist.
"I know what you're craving, and if I can give you a taste of it, I won't hesitate. I may be doing all this to get to my mother but that doesn't mean I want to deny you the fringe..." Olivia's fingers had absently snagged themselves underneath the waistband of her mother's brown thong, she dragged her fingers lazily upward, pulling the side straps subtly higher. "...Benefits." She finished. Maithri was breathing harder, her mouth cracked open slightly.
"I'm glad you're wearing my panties right now. They look so good on you. Even better than they looked on my mom. I want you to think about how I made her masturbate into them, multiple times, then I made her give them to me. When I first put them on they were still warm, and wet, I was so excited I almost came on the spot, but I took my time, I didn't want to rush things, to ruin it. Eventually I climaxed, I lost control, I couldn't stop coming all over them.
