The MILFs of Muffy Lane: A Lesbian Erotica Short Story

by Nico At Night

  THE MILFS OF MUFFY LANE

  Bisexual Lesbian Housewives

  Nicolette Dane

  Copyright © 2016 Nicolette Dane

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All romantically involved characters within this book are consenting adults over the age of 18 and are not related by blood. All rights reserved.

  About The Author

  Nicolette Dane landed in Chicago after studying writing in New York City. She flitted in and out of various jobs until she decided to choose herself and commit to writing full-time. Nico most enjoys writing about young sapphic love. Her stories are realistic scenarios of blossoming lesbian romance and voyeuristic tales meant to give you a bit of a peep show into the lives of sensual and complicated young women. Be sure to check out Nico’s Amazon Author Profile for more lesbian romance!

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  Your “Look Inside” Quickie

  “Let me see!” said Melanie, jumping up off her stool. “I’ve never seen an Asian woman’s pubes before.”

  “Holy shit,” said Paige. “You girls are too much! Am I blushing?” Paige felt her face and shook her head.

  “You’re such a prude,” said Melanie. She walked over to where Grace stood. “Okay baby, show me.”

  “Okay!” said Grace. She pulled up her white cotton skirt to reveal a pair of white silk panties. The skirt bunched up above her hips, resting there, and Grace reached into the elastic band of her panties. Pulling down the front, she showed a black tuft of willowy, soft-looking pubic hair, sticking about two inches out from her mound.

  “Wow,” said Melanie, leaning in to get a closer look. “It looks so thin and delicate.” She looked up toward Grace’s face. “Can I touch it?”

  “Sure!” said Grace, pushing her pelvis out to present for Melanie.

  Melanie ran her fingers through Grace’s soft fur as Grace continued to hold her panties down in front. Now tracing just one finger over the hair, Melanie drew an “S” shape into Grace’s pubis and wrapped some of Grace’s hair around the tip of her finger. Grace moaned quietly.

  THE MILFS OF MUFFY LANE

  *

  “WE’VE GOT IT all to ourselves, bitches!” exclaimed Melanie. She hooted and clinked wine glasses with Paige and Grace, also cheering in excitement over their weekend of freedom.

  “No guys,” said Paige.

  “And no rugrats,” inserted Grace, causing all three women to giggle.

  “We don’t get this freedom very often, ladies,” said Melanie. “We need to live it up.”

  The three women sat at the kitchen island in Melanie’s house. Melanie was the classic bombshell, blonde and big chested and confident. Paige was more demure, a brunette with a bit of shyness about her though she was a fitness buff. And Grace was Asian, short and petite, with long black hair always perfectly straight and smooth.

  “Let’s talk about sex!” called out Grace, laughing and holding up her wine glass.

  “Grace!” said Paige, trying to stifle the smile growing on her face. “I’ll get embarrassed.”

  “Oh relax,” said Melanie. “It’s just us. We can be open with each other.” Melanie reached for the wine bottle and topped off her friends.

  “Okay,” said Paige. “I’ll try to keep cool.”

  Grace and Melanie laughed at Paige. Popping up from her stool, Grace approached Paige and wrapped her arms around her, hugging her tightly and beaming.

  “I’m just so happy to have some time away from our families,” said Grace. “I can’t remember the last time we could all get together like this without responsibilities.”

  “Me too,” said Paige, returning Grace’s embrace.

  “Okay, okay,” said Melanie. “Back to Grace’s idea. Sex talk!” She laughed and drank from her glass, shifting in her seat on the high stool at the counter.

  “I have a question,” said Grace. “Do you shave? You know, shave your pussy?”

  “Oh my God,” said Paige, tittering and looking away. “Oh Grace!”

  “Of course!” said Melanie. “I get mine waxed. Totally bare. A Brazilian.”

  “Waxed?” said Paige. “Does it hurt?”

  “The first time,” said Melanie. “But you get used to it.”

  “I asked because I don’t shave,” said Grace. “In my culture, it’s lucky to have pubic hair so I keep most of it.”

  “Most?” said Paige.

  “Well, I shave a little during bikini season so it’s not bursting out,” Grace said with a laugh. “But up front, it’s a forest!”

  “Is it long and straight?” asked Melanie, leaning in on her arms.

  “Well, yeah!” said Grace. “Asians have thin, straight pubes. Kind of fluffy, actually!”

  “Let me see!” said Melanie, jumping up off her stool. “I’ve never seen an Asian woman’s pubes before.”

  “Holy shit,” said Paige. “You girls are too much! Am I blushing?” Paige felt her face and shook her head.

  “You’re such a prude,” said Melanie. She walked over to where Grace stood. “Okay baby, show me.”

  “Okay!” said Grace. She pulled up her white cotton skirt to reveal a pair of white silk panties. The skirt bunched up above her hips, resting there, and Grace reached into the elastic band of her panties. Pulling down the front, she showed a black tuft of willowy, soft-looking pubic hair, sticking about two inches out from her mound.

  “Wow,” said Melanie, leaning in to get a closer look. “It looks so thin and delicate.” She looked up toward Grace’s face. “Can I touch it?”

  “Sure!” said Grace, pushing her pelvis out to present for Melanie.

  Melanie ran her fingers through Grace’s soft fur as Grace continued to hold her panties down in front. Now tracing just one finger over the hair, Melanie drew an “S” shape into Grace’s pubis and wrapped some of Grace’s hair around the tip of her finger. Grace moaned quietly.

  Paige watched all this intently, feeling embarrassed to be in this situation but also a bit aroused. She tried to push the arousal down and she squirmed in her seat on the stool.

  “I like it,” said Melanie. “I’ve been shaving since college, like 15 years. I just never considered growing it back.”

  “What about you, Paige?” said Grace, closing up her panties and putting her skirt back down.

  “Hmm?” said Paige.

  “Oh come on,” said Melanie. “What are you hiding under there?”

  “I just trim it neatly,” said Paige. “With electric clippers.”

  “Oooh!” said Grace. “I bet that looks nice.”

  “You gonna show us, Paige?” said Melanie, smiling devilishly.

  “I’m just shy,” said Paige, smoothing her hair out behind her head.

  “It’s us,” said Grace. “No reason to be shy.”

  Paige wrestled with herself for a moment and then finally took a breath, stood up, and reached her hands down to her khaki short shorts. Slowly she unbuttoned them and took the zipper down, revealing her pale purple panties underneath. She slid her shorts down over her hips and w
ith them came the panties. Beneath her clothing was her shorn mound, the hair buzzed and clean. Her skin could be seen through her light brown pubes. All sides around her mound were shaved completely to the skin, the whole area neatly kept.

  “Look at that,” said Melanie. “It looks like you spend a lot of time on that.” She laughed and approached Paige.

  “I trim it up every day to keep it neat,” said Paige.

  Melanie ran her fingers over it, feeling the short prickly hair on her fingertips. Firmer now, she rubbed Paige’s mound side to side and while Paige stood there and accepted it momentarily, she quickly became embarrassed, pushed Melanie away, and pulled her shorts back up buttoning them quickly.

  “Oh you,” laughed Melanie, shaking her head. “Have some more wine.”

  Paige looked down sheepishly and then reached for her glass of wine and took a sip.

  “Your turn!” said Grace, trotting over to Melanie. Grace smacked Melanie’s ass with a loud thwack, causing it to jiggle just slightly. Melanie wore a thin and stretchy heather gray jersey dress, the tensile fabric tightly curving over her chest and her ass.

  “Oh, you want to see my bare pussy now?” grinned Melanie. “I thought we were comparing pubic hair here and, well, I don’t have any.”

  “You’ve got to show us,” said Paige. “It’s only fair!”

  “I’m just teasing, doll face,” said Melanie. “Of course I’m going to show you.” She laughed and shook her head. Melanie reached down to the hem of her jersey dress and pulled it up and over her head, completely removing it and tossing it to the floor. Underneath she wore a black bra to cover her ample chest but was fully naked down below. Her pussy was hairless, soft and smooth, and she had no tan-lines. Melanie wiggled her hips and smiled at her friends.

  “No hair, see?” Melanie kicked her foot up and rested it on one of the kitchen island stools, spreading her legs and showing off her puffy hairless lips. She had an innie, no inner lips poking out, just a solid slit running up her underside.

  Grace approached Melanie and inspected her hairless pussy, tilting her head slightly to get a better view.

  “That’s very nice,” said Grace. “You look like a porn star!” She laughed and Melanie laughed as well.

  “It makes me feel like a porn star,” admitted Melanie. “That’s why I do it. It makes me feel really sexy.”

  Grace reached out and slowly ran her fingers up Melanie’s slit. She spread her fingers just slightly to feel for hair in Melanie’s crevices and found none. Next, she cupped Melanie’s pussy and put her palm against Melanie’s mound, feeling the warmth of her friend’s bare womanhood.

  “I fucking love this,” this Grace, nodding to herself. “Maybe I’ll do this to myself.”

  “No way,” said Melanie. “I love your little wispy mound. It’s very sexy.”

  Grace, still looking at Melanie’s pussy, kneeled down in front of her to inspect further. She prodded at Melanie’s lips while Melanie looked down at her, watching with a wide grin on her face.

  “Grace,” said Paige, stepping closer. “What are you doing?”

  “Just looking,” said Grace, entranced.

  “Do whatever you like, Gracie,” said Melanie.

  Leaning in closer now, Grace pushed her lips gently against Melanie’s slit, kissing up and down it lightly. Paige audibly gasped behind them but neither Melanie or Grace noticed. Melanie closed her eyes and casually placed her hands on Grace’s head, while Grace pecked at Melanie’s pussy and reveled in the soft skin and the hairlessness against her face.

  “I’m really confused,” said Paige, a worried look coming over her face.

  “Paige,” said Melanie. “Why don’t you come over here?”

  After a moment of deliberation, Paige followed Melanie’s request and approached her friend, still standing with one leg propped up on a stool and Grace kneeling between her legs.

  As Paige got closer to Melanie, Melanie reached for her and pulled her nearer. Before Paige knew it, Melanie’s lips were against hers and the two women were locked in a kiss. Paige returned the kiss, not knowing what else to do, until she finally pulled back and felt the surprise of what was happening to her.

  “Look,” said Melanie. “Our husbands are away, it’s just us here. Why don’t we have a little fun?”

  “Fun?” said Paige.

  “What do you say, Grace?” said Melanie, looking down to Grace. Grace looked up to her smiled, nodding her head enthusiastically.

  Melanie now looked back to Paige and grinned.

  “Well, Paige?” said Melanie. “Let’s just experiment. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be with you two.”

  Paige looked at Melanie, thought for a moment, and then nodded submissively.

  “Good,” said Melanie. “Grab your wine glasses. Let’s head upstairs.”

  *

  Melanie’s bedroom was large and luxurious, with an outsized canopy bed in the middle of the room and up against the back wall. She trotted in first, gracefully unhooking her bra and tossing it down to the carpet, now fully nude. She was busty and curvy, voluptuous, her ass wagging as she sashayed over to one side of the bed.

  Grace followed next, holding her glass of wine and gulping from it. As she entered, she quickly set the glass on a short dresser near the door and shadowed Melanie. Paige entered cautiously behind them, holding both her and Melanie’s wine glasses. She stopped near the dresser, looked at her friends, and then gulped down both glasses of wine.

  Hopping up onto the bed, Melanie laid back and spread her legs widely, showing off her shaven pussy to her friends. As Grace approached the bed, she pulled her blouse up over her head and tossed it. She wore no bra underneath, her small tits hanging free, each punctuated with a big poky nipple. Grace then slipped her skirt and panties down over her hips and let them fall to the floor, following Melanie up onto the bed.

  Grace dove in quickly, burying her face between Melanie’s legs and excitedly lapping up her pussy. Melanie watched as Grace did this, aroused and excited by her friend’s enthusiasm, and she played with her own nipples as she observed.

  Timidly, Paige approached, unable to take her eyes off of the scene that was playing out in front of her.

  “Paige,” said Melanie. “Why don’t you get out of those clothes and lay here next to me? I promise we’ll have fun.”

  Paige had a look of trepidation and worry on her face, but she complied. She pulled her tee-shirt up over her head, unhooked her bra, and tossed them both aside. Then she pushed her shorts and panties down her legs and kicked them off. Paige crawled up onto the bed and laid next to Melanie now, Grace still down below eating Melanie out, suckling at Melanie’s bare pussy lips.

  Melanie reached over to Paige and pulled her closer, locking lips with her, kissing her tenderly. At first Paige recoiled slightly, but then she decided to go with it and returned her friend’s lusty advance. The two women made out sensually and Melanie gradually wrapped her arms around Paige’s nude, fit body.

  Grace buzzed her lips between Melanie’s labia, then ran her tongue up from the base of Melanie’s pussy all the way to her clit. Settling now on the clit, Grace pushed her lips against it and gently sucked, the moisture from Melanie’s pussy smearing onto Grace’s chin and coating her mouth. She brought her hand up and pushed her fingers against Melanie’s slit, easing them between her lips, and running them seductively just over Melanie’s wanting hole.

  “Mmm,” Melanie moaned onto Paige’s lips, bristling at the pleasurable suckles of Grace between her legs. She released her tongue into Paige’s mouth, intertwining her tongue with Paige’s.

  “Your pussy so is moist,” hummed Grace from down below. She slid her fingers inside of Melanie now, leisurely pushing them in and out as she manipulated her tongue over Melanie’s clit. Melanie’s hips thrust slowly, pressing herself against Grace’s movements.

  Melanie moved one hand down to Paige’s pussy and cupped it softly, rubbing her palm over Paige’s closely cro
pped pubic hair, and running her fingers over Paige’s moistening slit. She tenderly pinched Paige’s lips together, flapping them just slightly as she continued to share a kiss with her increasingly confident friend.

  “Do you like this?” Melanie asked Paige as she fondled Paige’s pussy. She stopped on Paige’s clit and massaged it firmly in a circle.

  “Mm hmm,” admitted Paige, wriggling her hips to give Melanie better access. “I’ve never done this before.”

  “I think we should do you,” said Melanie, pulling back from their kiss. She propped herself up slightly and looked down to Grace. “Gracie, let’s get Paige now.”

  “I don’t know,” said Paige. “I’m scared.”

  Grace pulled her lips away from Melanie’s pussy and sat back on her knees.

  “I think we can make you feel really nice,” said Melanie. “Change spots with me and just enjoy it.”

  Paige sighed, internally fighting with herself, and then nodded. She got up from her lying position and changed spots with Melanie on the center of the bed.

  “I’ve got an idea,” said Melanie. “Get on your hands and knees and lay your head down into the pillows.” Paige easily followed instruction and got into a doggystyle stance, spreading her knees out.

  “I’m going to get under you,” said Grace, sliding under Paige as they got situated. Grace’s head met with Paige’s pussy and Melanie sat up on her knees and arranged herself to Paige’s side, placing her hands on Paige’s ass cheeks.

  “Ooh,” said Melanie. “It looks like you trim up your asshole too.” She leaned her face in and started to kiss around Paige’s little wrinkled hole, running her tongue along inside of Paige’s cheeks and then using the tip of it to diddle Paige’s hole.

  Grace, from under Paige, locked her lips around Paige’s clit and seductively sucked at it, lapped it, flicked her tongue, exploring Paige’s folds and working her fleshy nub with her mouth.