23. Turning Contest:
A Mommy Fantasy
,
in which
CAROL WHITE
meets up with a young stranger to role-play a wicked Mommy lesbian fantasy.
24.
Turning Contest:
A Mormon Visit
,
in which
VERONICA STONE
gets a visit from a pair of Mormon girls who she challenges about their faith and seduces both of them.
TURNING CONTEST: A MOTHER-IN-LAW
Jasmine had continued to see the constant updates on the scoreboard. It made her a little nervous, but she also was getting ready for a wedding where there would be an abundance of potential prey and the added influence of alcohol to help them make poor decisions.
Unfortunately, her mother-in-law called her upset and asked her to come over. Already all dolled up and ready to fuck in a sexy red cocktail dress, with mocha-coloured thigh highs, and five-inch red pumps. As usual, she didn't have any underwear on and had a six-inch strap-on cock concealed underneath. She loved wearing a cock when on the prowl.
Jasmine sighed and said, "I was just getting ready to go to a wedding reception, but I can stop by on the way."
"Thank you so much," Betty said, wiping tears from her eyes.
Jasmine drove the four-minute drive, her mother-in-law lived very close by, alone, Betty's husband having passed away a few years ago. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong as Betty was not one to ask for help.
Once inside, she saw Betty had been crying and gave her a big hug.
Betty was instantly perplexed as she felt something hard resting against her.
Jasmine asked, unaware yet of her accidental oops, "What's wrong, Betty?"
"I don't know, I just can't stop crying," Betty said. When Jasmine moved away, Betty couldn't help but glance down to see what was poking her.
"Nothing triggered it?" Jasmine asked. Betty was one of the strongest women she had ever met. She was an all-around amazing woman. A great mother-in-law, a great grandmother to Candace and just an all-around amazing community woman.
"I don't know," Betty admitted. "I just suddenly feel so alone and insignificant."
"Are you kidding me?" Jasmine said, taking her mother-in-law's hand and leading her to the kitchen. "No one does more for this community than you." This was true. Betty led fundraisers, was a leader in the church, fought a book ban by some overbearing mothers, and literally everyone loved her.
"I know, it's just...." Betty couldn't explain it, but she just felt empty today. She had baked all day as that usually cheered her up. She had watched her favourite movie of all time, 'It's a Wonderful Life', even though it was nowhere near Christmas. Yet, nothing was getting rid of this funk inside her.
"Let's get a drink and chat," Jasmine suggested. She loved her mother-in-law and if she had to stay here all night and miss a few possible turns so be it. Family came first. On her side of the family that would literally mean making them come... her family's incestuous history going back decades. That said, sweet innocent Betty knew nothing of their sordid family secrets.
"Okay," Betty agreed, although she had already had two glasses of wine.
In the kitchen, Jasmine saw the open bottle of wine and joked, "I see you started without me."
"I've only had two glasses."
"Well then one more won't hurt," Jasmine said, grabbing the wine bottle and pouring herself a glass and a third for her upset mother-in-law.
"Probably not."
Glasses full, they went to the living room and Jasmine asked, as they sat beside each other, and she slyly had to adjust her dick, "So, tell me what is really going on?"
"First, tell me what is under your dress?" Betty said, noticing her daughter-in-law adjust something under her dress.
While Jasmine was not one to be embarrassed about anything, this time she was. "Oh, um, nothing."
"Tell me," Betty said, moving her hand and gasping as she felt a hard penis. "Oh my."
"Um, yeah," Jasmine said, her cheeks actually going red with embarrassment.
"It's a penis," Betty said, flabbergasted.
"Yeah," Jasmine repeated, unsure what else to say. Usually, if something like this happened she would use it as an opening for a seduction, but that wasn't an option this time.
"Why do you have a penis under your dress?" Betty asked.
"It's a little embarrassing," Jasmine said, although it hadn't ever been embarrassing until this moment.
"Tell me," Betty said, trying to understand why and oddly feeling a little tingle in her cobweb-covered pussy. She hadn't had sex in over five years.
"You sure?" Jasmine asked, not wanting to wreck her relationship in any way with her mother-in-law. "I don't want you to see me in a different way."
"I'll always love you as the sweet daughter-in-law you are," Betty assured, "but I am very curious why you are wearing a penis under your dress."
Jasmine sighed. She wasn't sure she should tell her the truth. Yet, she couldn't come up with a lie that was remotely believable. So she just said, "I'm bisexual."
"Oh my," Betty said.
"I'm so sorry," Jasmine apologized, seeing the shock in Betty's eyes.
"Does Paul know?"
"Yes," Jasmine answered, Paul knowing she was bisexual back when they were dating. In fact, they had had quite a few threesomes and still attended swinger's parties on occasion. "He knew that when we got married."
"Oh," Betty said, processing this information.
"Again, I'm so sorry, I'm sure this makes you very uncomfortable," Jasmine said, feeling so bad for making this day even worse for her.
"I understand. You're bisexual," Betty said, "but how does that explain you wearing a penis?"
"Well, I like to...."
"Just spit it out honey, I'm far too old for someone to beat around the bushes," Betty said.
"I like to fuck women," Jasmine blurted out before she could change her mind.
"Oh my," Betty said, her pussy tingling at those wicked words.
"I'm sorry," Jasmine apologized.
"So, you are going to a wedding to fuck women?" Betty bluntly asked, her daughter-in-law unaware of her naughty mouth when in the bedroom.
"Um, yeah," Jasmine answered, shocked to hear her mother-in-law swear.
"So how do you go about fucking other women?" Betty asked, curious and enjoying perversely her daughter-in-law's shocked facial expression.
"It's a complicated process," Jasmine replied.
"Do you know these women?"
"No."
"So you are seducing complete strangers?"
"Yes."
"I see," Betty said, marinating this strange information.
"Me and my girlfriends are in a competition," Jasmine explained, feeling the need to clarify why she was doing this.
"Oh?"
"Yes, we are trying to see who can turn the most straight women in a week," Jasmine continued, not believing she was actually telling her sixty-five-year-old mother-in-law this.
"Turn?"
"Yes, making straight women experience being a lesbian," Jasmine clarified, still feeling her cheeks burning red.
"So, you seduce straight women and turn them into lesbians?"
"Well, we turn them into being bisexual, although perhaps some do become complete lesbians," Jasmine said, "I mean I love being with men and women."
"I see."
"I'm so sorry, I've told you way too much and I can't imagine what you think of me."
"Are you winning?"
Jasmine sighed, this conversation just kept getting weirder and weirder. "Actually I'm tied for last at the moment."
"How do you know?"
"There is a scoreboard," Jasmine said.
"Can I see it?"
"Uh, sure," Jasmine said, pulling her phone out of her purse. She saw there was an update from a couple of minutes ago. "Ah, shit," as she clicked and saw that Veronica had just earned a double turn.
Score at 8:16 PM on Saturday:
Scorecard:
Crystal: 7
Portia: 7
Veronica: 7
Carol:4
Jasmine: 4
"What?" Betty asked.
"I just fell further behind," Jasmine said, showing her the phone.
"When did this start?"
"Yesterday."
"Yesterday?" Betty questioned. "And there have been that many turns?"
"Yeah, it's very competitive."
A wicked idea popped into Betty's head. Perhaps she could help her daughter-in-law and at the same time get the fucking she suddenly craved.
"Can I see your penis?" The sixty-five-year-old grandmother asked.
"Pardon?" Jasmine asked, shocked by the question.
"Can I see your dick?" Betty asked. "I haven't seen one in a long time."
"Well, it doesn't look like a real penis," Jasmine pointed out, her head spinning with the sudden turn of the conversation.
"I'd like to see it anyways," Betty said, her pussy getting wet at just the idea of her daughter-in-law wearing a penis. What if I was to turn her?
"You sure?"
"Let me see your cock, Jasmine," Betty ordered, shifting from sweet grandmother to well not so sweet grandmother.
"Okay, okay," Jasmine laughed, finding this conversation wild. She stood up, wiggled her cocktail dress up and revealed her six-inch dick which flopped out.
"Oh my," Betty said.
"I have bigger ones," Jasmine said for some reason needing to clarify, "it's just they are too big to conceal under a dress."
"I hate to tell you, sweetheart," Betty said, reaching over and stroking the fake dick, "but this dress isn't concealing anything."
"Oh," Jasmine said, surprised to see her mother-in-law stroking her fake dick.
"I have an idea which may be too crazy," Betty said, continuing to stroke the cock she suddenly wanted in her pussy.
"Um, okay," Jasmine replied.
"Want to turn me?" Betty asked, looking up at her daughter-in-law.
"What? Really?" Jasmine asked.
"Look, I haven't been fucked since before Jack died, over five years ago," Betty said. "I need it pretty bad and since you already have one."
"Don't you have any toys?"
"No," Betty said. "I haven't even come in over five years."
"No masturbation?"
"Until I felt your dick resting against me I hadn't been horny even once," Betty said, "but somehow it awakened a long-dormant side of me. A side I thought died when Jack did."
"You sure about this," Jasmine asked, even though she liked the idea.
"Fuck me, Jasmine," Betty bluntly said, as she stood up and pulled down her pantyhose... still dressed in the business attire she wore to a meeting for the district fundraiser.
"Jesus," Jasmine said, as she watched her large mother-in-law get undressed.
"You will fuck me, won't you?" Betty asked as she pulled the pantyhose off.
"If you are sure about this?" Jasmine asked, thinking what a wild turn this would be.
Betty ripped off her panties and bent over the couch, "Please, I need it badly."
As she admired her mother-in-law's big ass, she always enjoyed fucking a big ass, and she loved seeing and feeling it shake when she gave hard back shots, Jasmine said, "I should warn you I get a little dominant when I fuck."
"Treat me like you would any other turn," Betty offered, a sexual rush of adrenaline rising inside her.
"You sure?" Jasmine asked as she caressed the big ass cheeks, realizing she could perhaps reveal the truth about her family's history once she had dominated her, "There is no going back once we do this."
"Fuck me," Betty demanded, desperate to feel that cock in her long-neglected pussy.
"All right," Jasmine said, as she moved her dick between her mother-in-law's pussy lips and shifted into her natural dominating mode, "Beg for my cock."
"Oh Jasmine, slam that big dick in my pussy, pound me hard," Betty begged. "I need to be fucked so bad."
"We will work on your begging," Jasmine said, as she slid her dick inside the wet pussy.
"Oh yes, fuck, that feels so good," Betty moaned, as the first dick in over half a decade filled her.
"You want to be my slut, Betty?" Jasmine asked, as she pulled back and slammed hard into her.
"Yes, use me as your sluuuuut," Betty answered, shocked by the name-calling but so horny it only enhanced the euphoria rising within her.
Jasmine smiled at the surprise turn suddenly gifted to her and the reality that this could open a plethora of doors within her secret lesbian family. Both her mother and daughter would love to hear about this surprising turn of events. "Yeah, you understand this isn't a one-time thing, my sexy slut, you're now my lesbian plaything."
"Okay," Betty agreed, although she wasn't sure she meant it. She just didn't want this rising pleasure to stop.
