by Amy Polino
“He better not,” Abbie said loudly.
“He better not what?” asked Rick from the living room.
“Abbie said you can have a piece of her cake,” Lonna answered. “But you’d better not eat the rest of it.”
Rick wasted no time. He appeared in the doorway, scrutinizing the scene. When he saw the pieces of cake on the plates he stepped over.
“The small one is yours,” Abbie said.
His eyes danced back and forth between the plates. “Jeez. Pretty small.”
“You ate half our dinner. It’s all your getting.”
Rick grabbed the plate. “Why’d you get white cake? I would have gotten chocolate.”
“Then you should have,” Lonna said.
He gave her a disapproving look and carried his plate back to the couch.
When they were alone again, Abbie sat down at the table and Lonna got them each a tall glass of ice water. She set the glasses down and joined Abbie, sitting at the far end of the table so that they were as far from the doorway as possible.
Abbie took a long drink of water. “Thanks, Lonna. All that orange juice before must have dehydrated me a little.”
Lonna smiled, guzzling her own water. “It has a habit of doing that.”
“Made me sleepy, too.”
“And playful.”
Abbie giggled quietly. “That was some juice!”
“We’ll have to do it again sometime.”
“Hey!” Abbie whispered. “That reminds me!”
“What?”
Abbie reached down and unbuttoned Lonna’s pants. Lonna leaned back slightly in her chair, looking down and grinning. When Abbie had the zipper down, she reached into Lonna’s panties and worked her hand down between Lonna’s legs, slipping a finger into her. She sank it in deep, wiggling it all around.
Lonna sat back further, smiling, her heart beginning to race. Then Abbie pulled her hand out and stuck the finger into her mouth. She sucked on it as if it were a candy cane. “You owed me a taste, remember? I never got a chance.”
Lonna laughed quietly. “How is it?”
“Delicious!”
Lonna leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. She licked Abbie’s lips and worked her tongue into her mouth, sliding it between her lips and gums. Abbie moaned softly and gripped her arm, leaning into her. Their kiss grew in intensity, and soon they were making out right at the table, their hands caressing each other and their breathing getting heavy. “I want you so bad,” Lonna whispered.
“Oh god, Lonna! Take me right here!”
Lonna leaned forward, gripping Abbie around the waist and pulling her closer. The legs of their chairs slid across the floor, making an extremely loud, deep squealing noise. They both sat up, their eyes going to the doorway.
“You okay in there?” Rick asked. It sounded like he was still on the couch.
“Yes, dad,” Lonna answered.
He muttered again, going back to his business.
“Are you wet?” Abbie whispered.
Lonna smiled. “Real wet!”
“Ohh! I want it!”
“I’m sorry, baby. You’re going to have to wait a bit. Here, try some cake.” Lonna picked up her fork and cut a piece of cake from the wedge on her plate. She raised it to Abbie’s mouth and Abbie gobbled it up. “How is it?”
Abbie smiled. “Good. But nowhere near as good as you.”
Lonna giggled and opened her mouth. Abbie cut a piece of cake from her plate and scooped it into Lonna’s mouth. Lonna chewed it up and swallowed it.
“You like it?” Abbie asked.
“Very good!”
They traded another forkful, and then Lonna cut a bigger piece, raising it up and positioning it in front of Abbie’s mouth. Abbie kept her lips sealed. “What’s the matter?” Lonna asked. “Don’t want anymore?”
Abbie nodded. “I do. But it’s kind of tough. Would you chew it for me?”
Lonna smiled. She put the piece of cake in her own mouth and chewed it seductively, grinning at Abbie. When she had it reduced to a thick paste she leaned her head back and asked, “Where do you want it?”
Abbie leaned forward and opened her mouth. Lonna took a quick peek at the doorway, and, not seeing Rick, leaned forward and spit the paste into Abbie’s upturned mouth. Abbie got it all, except for a small dribble which ran down her chin. Lonna licked it off and they shared another kiss, smiling.
“Much better,” Abbie said. “From now on I want all my food pre-chewed.”
Lonna laughed. “Okay, princess.” They finished the slices on their plates and then sat there for a moment admiring at the rest of the cake. “There’s plenty more. Would you like another piece?”
“I don’t know,” Abbie answered. “You go ahead.”
“I don’t want any more if you’re not going to join me.”
“Oh, come one. Just have a little more.”
Lonna shook her head. “No.”
Abbie smiled and reached over to the cake. There was still a full half remaining, in addition to one final large wedge. Abbie picked up the wedge with her hand and held it up in front of Lonna’s face. “Open up.”
Lonna smiled, but kept her lips pressed together, shaking her head.
Abbie moved it closer. “Here it comes.”
Still shaking her head, Lonna opened up slightly, not sure what to expect. Abbie pressed the big wedge of cake up against her mouth, a little of it going in, but most of it not. It smeared all over her face and pieces of it dropped down to her breasts and lap. Abbie kept pressing, jamming as much as she could into Lonna’s mouth and rubbing it all over her face.
“Oh, thanks a lot!” Lonna said through a mouthful of cake.
“You’re welcome.” Abbie leaned forward and began licking the frosting from around Lonna’s mouth. It was all over her cheeks and chin, and Abbie got busy cleaning it up with her tongue. Lonna gripped her arms and held her as she worked, smiling happily and sneaking in quick kisses.
“What the fuck?” They both jumped, startled, looking over to the kitchen doorway. Rick stood there watching them, an empty plate and fork in one hand and a paper bag in the other. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I made a mess,” Lonna explained.
“I don’t mean that.” He looked at Abbie. “What were you doing?”
“I was helping her clean up.”
“Were you licking her face?”
Abbie scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“I saw you! It looked like you were kissing!”
“I have cake all over my face,” Lonna said. “She was just helping me clean up.” She got up from her chair and retrieved a couple of paper towels from the roll. Bits of cake fell from her clothing as she crossed the room.
Rick just stood there staring, an angry scowl on his face. “How did you make such a mess?”
“I don’t feel well,” Lonna explained. She began wiping off her face. “I put my head down, right into my cake.”
“She was licking it off your face. I saw it!”
“There’s no reason to waste it. It’s her birthday cake.”
“I don’t like this. I knew something funny was going on.”
“Oh, quit being such an idiot. We were having a piece of cake, that’s all.”
“She was licking it off your face!”
Lonna spun quickly and stepped up very close to Rick, an expression of palpable resentment on her face. “We’re a couple of women, Rick. Do you understand that? We’ve gotten closer recently, and we were being silly. We’ve learned how to have a little fun together. It astounds me that you are so dead-set against it. What the hell do you want? Do you prefer it when we’re fighting and avoiding each other?”
Rick was flustered. “Of course not. But something doesn’t seem right. It looked to me like you were kissing.”
“I made a mess with my cake, by accident, and Abbie licked some of the frosting off my cheek. It�
�s called being silly.”
“I don’t like it.”
“I know. You made that very clear. You don’t like anything, and I no longer care.”
He stared at her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that if you’re going to keep following me around, watching me, disapproving of everything I do and say, then we’ve reached a dead end here. I’m not going to stand for it.”
“Me either,” Abbie said.
“You stay quiet,” Rick said.
“No! I’m sick of you telling me what to do!”
“It’s my house!”
“It’s our house,” Lonna corrected. “We’re married, remember? And Abbie is your daughter. It would be nice if you’d stop treating us both like gatecrashers.”
Rick nodded, aggravated. “The two of you sure have gotten close. I’m wondering just how close.”
“And what, exactly, do you mean by that?”
“Never mind. I’m supposed to mind my own business, remember?”
“That’s not what I said. I’m just tired of your prying and your bullshit accusations. They’re ungrounded and I resent them.”
He nodded. “I know what I saw.”
“You saw two women acting silly and trying to have a tiny bit of fun on Abbie’s birthday, while you do everything in your power to ruin it. Why don’t you spend a few minutes probing into your own head, and see what kind of evils you find there.”
“That’s enough,” Rick said. He stepped past her and put his plate and fork in the sink. He crumbled up the paper bag and dropped it into the trash. “I’m going to bed. Are you coming with me?”
Lonna looked at him. “I think I’ll sleep on the couch. I feel sick, and now I’m upset, too.”
“Fine. Goodnight.” He stepped past her and made his way down the hall.
Abbie rushed to Lonna and kissed her. “God, you’re good!”
Lonna smiled. “I’m getting better, aren’t I?”
“I’ll say. I wonder how long we can keep this up, though. He’s an asshole, but he’s pretty perceptive.”
“Let’s not worry about that now. Why don’t you go to bed, sweetheart. I’ll sleep on the couch. After he’s asleep I’ll pay you a little visit.”
Abbie smiled and kissed her again. “That would be wonderful!”
“We have a date?”
“Yes!”
They embraced quickly, feeling much better with Rick out of the room. They kissed again, and Abbie licked some stray frosting off Lonna’s ear. Then they spent a couple minutes cleaning up the kitchen and putting the cake away.
“Don’t forget to brush your teeth, little angel,” Lonna said.
“I won’t.” Abbie smiled affectionately. “Thanks again for such a beautiful birthday, Lonna.”
Lonna kissed her. “It’s not over yet. I’ll see you later on.”
Abbie danced away to the bathroom, feeling very happy.
Chapter 15
It was much later, sometime after midnight when Lonna felt something press against her arm and her face at the same time. She opened her eyes and saw the vague shape of Abigail climbing onto the couch with her. She reached up and put an arm around her. “Hi, honey.”
“Hi, sleepyhead. I thought you were going to come visit me.”
Lonna yawned. “I’m sorry. What time is it?”
“After midnight.” Abbie moved the blanket aside and climbed on top of Lonna, wrapping her arms around her. “I waited and waited, and now my birthday is over.”
“Oh, I’m sorry! I fell asleep!” Lonna hugged her, rocking back and forth on the couch. “I’m such a bad stepmother.”
Abbie giggled and kissed her, sucking Lonna’s tongue into her mouth. She was wearing only a t-shirt and panties. Lonna had stripped out of everything but her underwear. They tangled themselves together and kissed devotedly.
“You’re the best stepmother I ever had,” Abbie said, licking the side of Lonna’s face.
“Thank you, Abbie. You still looking for more frosting?”
Abbie giggled and licked some more. “You taste better without it.”
“You’re getting me all wet again.”
“Good. I want another face-full of that juice.”
“Something tells me you won’t be disappointed.”
They kissed some more, exploring with their hands. Abbie got her fingers down into Lonna’s panties and slipped two of them inside her. Lonna spread her legs and moaned, licking Abbie’s mouth.
“You sit still and try not to make too much noise,” Abbie said.
Lonna smiled. “And what are you going to do?”
Abbie sat up and crouched at the end of the couch, near Lonna’s feet. “You just relax,” she said. She began tugging off Lonna’s underpants.
Lonna lifted her legs in the air to make it easier. When the panties were off, Abbie tossed them on the coffee table. She then hunkered down, pressing her face between Lonna’s legs and kissing.
“Oh, sweetie,” Lonna moaned. She wrapped her fingers in Abbie’s hair.
Abbie kissed for a few moments and then began to lick Lonna up and down, gathering all the juice she could with her tongue. Lonna moaned louder and spread her legs further. She placed one foot on the back of the couch and the other on the coffee table, giving Abbie plenty of room to work.
Abbie buried her face in Lonna’s crotch, sliding her tongue in and out and sucking at the lips. She pressed Lonna’s legs even further apart and lifted her ass up off the couch, licking her everywhere. She ran her tongue down into Lonna’s crack, prodding her anus.
Lonna moaned even louder, gripping Abbie’s hair and pulling it. She twisted around on the couch, rubbing herself in Abbie’s face.
Abbie prodded deeper. She slipped the end of her tongue into Lonna’s anus and kissed around it with her lips. It was soft and puckered and very tight. She licked it several more times, tasting the ridges, and then slid her tongue in deeper, feeling it grip her.
Lonna rolled her head back and forth, an enormous grin on her face. She moaned and writhed, losing herself in the moment. She’d never felt so good. She couldn’t wait until it was Abbie’s turn. She was going to --
Suddenly the light came on. They both jerked their heads up, peering into the hall.
Rick stood there, staring at them, an expression of astonishment on his face. “Well now,” he said. “I can’t wait to hear how you’re going to explain this one.”
Chapter 16
There was not much they could do or say. With Lonna’s legs spread wide open on the couch and Abbie kneeling between them, her face buried in the crack of Lonna’s ass, any denial would be absurd.
Abbie tried anyway. “She’s having her period.”
Rick actually laughed, although bitterly. “And what are you doing? Having a little taste?”
“I’m checking it for her.”
Lonna slowly brought her feet back onto the couch, lifting one of them over Abbie’s head and closing her legs. Abbie sat back, her hands in her lap, looking glum.
“Well,” Rick continued. “I guess there’s not much to say, is there? I knew I’d catch you. I admit, this isn’t what I expected, but I knew I’d get to the bottom of whatever was --”
“Oh, blow it out your ass,” Lonna said loudly. She sat up on the couch, placing her feet on the floor and holding one arm out to Abbie. Abbie scooted over and sat next to her, their arms circling around one another’s shoulders. “Are you really that proud of yourself?”
Rick’s hands clenched into fists. “Are you?”
Lonna sighed. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Really? Fucking our nineteen year old daughter isn’t doing anything wrong?”
“She’s not my daughter! She’s your daughter!”
“And she wasn’t fucking me!” Abbie yelled.
Rick glared at her. “What would you call it?”
Abbie glared back. “We love each other.
” She kissed Lonna on the cheek.
“Oh, great.” Rick said. “A wife and a daughter, both of them dykes.”
“Fuck you!” Abbie yelled.
“Well it’s true, isn’t it?”
“Stop trying to make us sound dirty, or evil. You heard what Abbie said. We love each other.” Lonna turned her head and kissed Abbie on the mouth.
“Jesus!” Rick yelled. “Knock it off!”
“Or what?” Abbie asked.
“Shit! How long has this been going on?”
Lonna glanced at the clock. “Not long, actually. Maybe seventeen hours.”
“Is that all?” Abbie asked. “It seems like you’ve been my true love forever.”
Lonna smiled and kissed her again. “It does, doesn’t it, sweetie?”
“Sweetie!” Rick yelled. “True love! Listen to yourselves! This is disgusting!”
“What’s disgusting about it?” Lonna asked.
“Everything! Two bitches licking each other all over the couch! Is that what you were doing in her room earlier? Wait, I don’t even want to know!”
“You’re just jealous,” Abbie said.
“Jealous? Jealous of what?”
Abbie slipped her hand between Lonna’s legs. “I stole your wife.”
“You rotten little bitch!” Spittle flew from his mouth.
“Leave us alone!” Lonna yelled.
Abbie hugged her with both arms, lifting a leg into Lonna’s lap and curling up with her. “She’s mine, and you’re not getting her back.”
“Like I’d want her! What use do I have for an old lezzy?”
“Fuck you!” Abbie screamed.
“Please just leave us alone,” Lonna said.
“Leave you alone so you can jam your faces in each other’s cunts.”
Lonna pressed her mouth to Abbie’s ear. “Just ignore him, sweetie. He’ll go away eventually.”
“Eventually,” Rick said. “Rotten whores.”
“Stop muttering and leave us alone!”
“Leave you alone. What did I do to deserve this?”
“This wasn’t planned! We fell in love! What am I supposed to say?”
He stared at them, his face red and sweaty. “Nothing. There’s nothing to say.”
“Then leave us alone,” Abbie said.
