Continuing the story of Claire and her sexual education. She is eighteen and a couple of months from her high school graduation.
These two vignettes (3 & 4) document how Claire wound up sleeping with her parents.
***** Fit the third, in which Claire gets caught after reading the porn.
Claire arrived home from school. Her mother had left a note saying she'd be home in time for dinner.
"Perfect," said Claire, "I can return the DVD to the attic." She grabbed her desk chair and stood on it to reach the foof-noodle again. She lowered the hatch, extended the ladder, and turned on the attic light as she stepped up the stairs. She carried the DVD to the big box of porn, opened the lid, and was about to place the disk back inside.
"Oh my," she gasped. She lifted a magazine out of the carton. "That wasn't here before. I'm sure of it."
On the cover was the usual nearly-naked girl not much older than herself, but this girl was with an older couple. Her ass was pressed against the man's groin and she was clutching the woman, their breasts pressed together as they seemed about to kiss. The title of the featured story seemed to be, 'Fiona's Family Frolic'.
"Fuuuck... my dad read that?" Claire wondered aloud. She sat down on the futon and opened the magazine. As she had suspected, all the pictorials were about family members gettin' jiggy with each other. In the featured pictorial, Fiona had tricked her parents into visiting a nude beach with her. With the expected result; she was soon riding her father's cock while kissing her mother.
"Not the least realistic scenario I suppose," she mumbled as she paged through the story.
Claire had unbuttoned her blouse to caress her tits while studying an image of Fiona taking her bikini top off while her parents looked on. Fiona's C-cup tits were an unnaturally perfect pair, shaped like grapefruit halves, topped with large, pink nipples. In the next image, Fiona's bikini bottom was around her ankles and her parents were gazing at her tiny landing strip of pubic hair. The sun caressed Fiona's naked body as the waves washed the sand at her feet. Seabirds were the only other witnesses to the scene of Fiona standing naked on the beach with her parents.
Her mother was soon revealed to have a big pair of DDs and a well-groomed triangle of bush.
Fiona then helped her mother lower her father's shorts and they took turns sucking his massive cock.
In the centerfold, Fiona was being fucked doggy-style by her father while her face was buried in her mother's pussy.
Claire lowered her shorts and panties to caress her pussy, wondering how having a big, hard cock like Fiona's father's inside her would feel. She had never spent much time on such thoughts before, but now she found herself welcoming them.
Claire returned to the beginning of the story and re-read the captions as she fucked her pussy with two fingers. An orgasm built within her as the story developed and a powerful climax engulfed her as she looked again at an image of Fiona riding her father's cock. Fiona's eyes were closed, her head was thrown back, her ponytail waved in the sea breeze, and she held her father's hands tight against her breasts.
Sated, Claire fell asleep on the futon.
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Katie arrived home, saw Claire's school things in the kitchen, but no Claire. She went upstairs, saw the chair at the foot of the attic ladder. 'Ah, so that's how she got up there,' she thought to herself.
She heard no noise coming from the attic as she quietly ascended the ladder and peeked toward the old futon.
Claire was asleep. Her blouse was splayed open, her cute little breasts were fully exposed. Her legs were spread, with her panties around one ankle while her little, denim shorts were on the floor. Claire's hairless mound was pink and glistening. Her hand still rested on her thigh beside her pussy.
'She looks so delicious,' Katie thought as she quietly approached her sleeping daughter. She brushed some hair away from her daughter's eyes and laid a hand on her thigh.
"Claire," she whispered, kissing her forehead, "Claire, darling, time to wake up."
"Just a few more minutes, mom," Claire muttered sleepily.
"It's almost time for dinner, darling." She kissed Claire's forehead again.
"Dinner! What?" Claire sat up quickly. "Omigod, mom! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean... Shit!"
"It's OK, darling, your father and I already knew you'd found a way to sneak up here." She glanced at the magazine on the futon beside Claire, opened to the centerfold. "Did you like that magazine, darling?" She stroked Claire's thigh, moving her hand closer to her sex.
"What? Mom! No. I mean, yes, but but..." Claire flopped back in the futon, then sat up again and looked at her mother. "Did you put it there just so I would find it?"
"Of course, darling, we knew you'd been into that old carton of porn, and we wondered what you'd think of it. See if you wanted to expand your knowledge a bit before you go off to college in the fall." Katie's hand was now caressing her daughter's smooth outer labia.
"Well, I mean... it's hot and all. But..." Claire paused to gather her thoughts. "You know that Dede and I are lovers, right? A couple, we have sex, we're lesbians. Neither of us has ever been with a boy."
"Yes, darling, but do you know that I'm bisexual?" She took her daughter's fingers in her mouth and sucked them. They tasted of over-sexed pussy.
Claire looked at her mother and processed this new information. "No, but I guess I never thought about it, mom. I mean... kids don't usually know these things about their parents."
"I suppose most don't, but some do, and now you do. I'm bi and your father and I swing on occasion. Having sex with other people adds some spice to our sex life." She returned her hand to her daughter's pussy and began circling her clitoral glans with a finger tip. "We think you'd enjoy it too."
"Oh, mom, that feels so good," Claire sighed.
Claire felt her mother sucking on one of her nipples and reached up to caress her head and hold it to her. "Yesss, mom, please make me come."
A few minutes later, with her mother's fingers fucking her pussy, Claire reached her climax. "Ooohhh, yesss, so good, mom, thank you."
Her mother leaned forward and kissed her daughter on the lips. "Now there's no time to cook dinner before your father gets home. We'll have to order something. I think we'd better order your father's favorite to make this evening extra special." She headed down the steps.
"Lamb kebabs and rice pilaf?"
"Yes, darling, now get yourself cleaned up and downstairs before your father gets home. And please remember to turn off the light this time."
Claire pulled her top back down, her panties back up, and picked up her shorts. After returning the magazine to the carton, she descended the attic stairs, went back up to switch off the light, then continued down to the floor below. She folded up the attic ladder, closed the hatch, and carried her chair back to her room.
"Fuck, what just happened?" Claire asked her room as she closed the door. "My mother wanted me to read a story about a girl having sex with her parents. Then she gave me an orgasm... And I liked it. I liked it." She removed her blouse and panties and began taking a shower. "She expects me to have sex with my father? Tonight?" She reached for her razor and began ensuring that she was completely smooth, her hands performing their task as if the primal part of her mind had already decided for her.
She stepped out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror as she dried herself. "My mother wants my father to fuck me, to deflower me. As if that means anything. Dede and I are lesbians, we have sex, we're not virgins."
She began looking through her closet. She browsed aimlessly through her clothes, nothing spoke to her. "My father must want to fuck me. They must have discussed it. Ew." She flopped onto her bed, looking at the ceiling. "On the other hand, who better to do the deed, if the deed is to be done? Not any boys at school. What better time than before I go off to college?"
She resumed searching for an outfit in her closet. "Fuck! I wish I could ask Dede for guidance." She selected a short summer dress she usually wore only for Dede and slipped it on over her naked body. It barely covered her ass, the deep V of the neckline highlighted where her little breasts poked lasciviously against the thin material as they always did. "If I go through with this, I can never tell Dede."
She looked in the mirror again as she added a scrunchie to ponytail her hair. "I can never ever tell Dede that I fucked my father."
***** Fit the fourth, in which Claire's life changes.
Claire's heart was racing as she went downstairs and entered the kitchen.
"You look cute, darling."
"Thanks, mom," Claire responded as she began setting the table for dinner. Her short dress rode up when she bent over the table to arrange everything properly.
Katie saw that Claire wasn't wearing panties when her skinny ass peeked from under the hem of the dress. "You've thought about what we talked about earlier, darling?"
