spicewriter55 A kiss is just a kiss...Right? 
 
 
 A Kiss is just a Kiss...Right?  
 
Stephanie was standing at her bathroom mirror brushing her long red hair desperately wondering what her next move should be. Another long masturbation session just wouldn’t satisfy her tonight. Why sit here alone and finger herself to another unsatisfying cum when her latest lustful desire was downstairs . 
 She remembered the first time she had experienced this powerful sexual attraction. It was during her 9th grade year where she and her best friend Jodi had started their life’s journey into girl loving. It began innocently enough as she remembered, just two friends sharing a curiosity about kissing after watching two 11th grade girls go at it in the shower after gymnastics class one afternoon. 
“ Do you think about sex with boys much?” Stephanie asked Jodi as they walked home after school. “Yeah, I guess, sometimes that scares me though. Jodi said. I think fucking looks like fun but I don’t want to get pregnant or worse so why take that chance.” 
“Did you think that make-out session in the shower this afternoon was hot? Stephanie wondered out loud. I mean watching them all naked and swapping spit like that sorta made me feel hot and horny, do you think that’s wrong?” 
Jodi stopped walking and turned towards her friend with a quizzical look on her face. 
“Your not turning lez on me are you?” She asked. 
“NO!….Well I mean…what’s wrong with being a lesbian? Stephanie asked. I mean I don’t think I’m a lez but you have to admit that it’s a safe way to have sex if you don’t want to get pregnant or get some weird decease. Right?” 
‘Uh, I guess, It did make me a little hot too, are you suggesting we try that?” Jodi asked in a whisper. 
“A kiss is just a kiss, right?” Said Stephanie. “Maybe it won’t be as good as kissing a boy, but it sure looked like they were having fun.” 
“Hey, Steph, is your stepmom at home today?” Jodi asked with a sly smile. 
“No it’s another one of her late nights again,… why?” Stephanie replied with a smile as well. 
“When we get to your house…Could I …could we…Try some kissing,” Jodi whispered. 
“Are you turning lez on me Jodi?” Stephanie asked with a laugh.  
After playing those thoughts in vivid detail through her excited mind Stephanie stood up and began pulling off her tight faded jeans and shirt then discarded her bra to the floor.  
She walked to the closet and stood in front of the full length mirror admiring her athletic young body. She placed her hands at the base of her small firm breasts slowly raising first her right breast then her left testing the weight of each.  
Satisfied that they were beginning to fill out, she concluded her self examination by gently rubbing her right hand over her smooth shaved mound and gently parting her small lips with her middle finger teasing her clit and checking for the familiar moist sticky response. 
Taking a deep breath she looked through her closet and picked out a thin white night shirt. It stretched down to about mid-thigh and left little doubt that she was not wearing a bra underneath.  
Rummaging through her make-up she selected a stick of sheer pink lipstick and walked back into her bathroom. There she applied a thick coating to her full lips making them appear as kissable as she could. After applying a clear lip-gloss she looked at her reflexion in the mirror and smiled knowing that her latest conquest would put up a fight but was convinced she couldn’t resist her practiced charms. Wait until she finds out just how all grown up her stepdaughter is. 
Stephanie found her stepmother, Linda, sitting on the large sofa in her favorite satin red robe curled up and reading a book. She stood at the doorway admiring the mature beauty. At 36 she still had firm breasts athletic legs and trim thighs. Her long dirty blond hair  and soft pale complexion had just enough freckles to excite the imagination. 
 Stephanie had often fantasized about kissing each freckle no matter where it was, nibbling and butterfly kissing her way from the nape of her slender neck to the tips of her painted toes, no matter how long it took. 
“I thought you went to bed already, Steph?” Linda asked when she noticed her daughter standing near by. 
“I wanted to talk to you about something that happened in school today.” Stephanie said in a subdued voice. 
“Oh…What?” Asked Linda, turning her interest away from her book. 
“I met a boy this afternoon after gymnastics class and we were talking and stuff, then … he…” 
“What? Steph? Did he do something to you? Asked Linda suddenly worried. 
“Umm, he started kissing me and I sorta didn’t mind at first, he started out gentle but then I didn’t know how to kiss him back. He pushed me away and asked me why I wouldn’t kiss him,” Stephanie said in a trembling voice. 
 “I was so embarrassed, mom, I just froze, then he laughed at me.” 
“Come sit with me, Steph.” Linda said, putting her book down on the coffee table and motioning for her distraught stepdaughter to join her on the couch. 
Stephanie smiled to herself as she snuggled in between two open arms and up against a warm set of soft firm breasts. As she laid her head up against her mothers chest she took in the scent of Linda’s clean perfumed skin and skillfully working her right hand around her stepmother’s back and wormed her left arm up just underneath her firm warm breasts trapping her in a soft bear hug. Stephanie took a moment to enjoy the sensual silky embrace imagining what it would be like when she had complete access to her Linda’s naked body. 
“How horrible, sweetheart, did he continue to try and force himself on you?” Linda asked in an angry voice. 
“No, he just said I would never get a boyfriend and that he was going to tell all his friends I kissed like a dead fish. I can’t get those words out of my mind, what if he’s right, how am I going to learn how to make-out if I can’t get a date,” Stephanie said quietly. 
“That awful boy, Your’e one of the most beautiful girls in your school honey, I’m sure any boy would be thrilled to date you.” 
“Mom,…Could you teach me the things I need to know,…Please?” Stephanie said sitting up and looking into her soft brown eyes.  
Stephanie could sense her stepmother tense up as she struggled with her answer. 
“Well, It’s, uh, really not my place, I mean I’m a woman not a boy…Steph.” Linda stammered. 
“But…Linda, you said after my mother died and you married my dad that I could come to you with any problem and you would help me.” Stephanie said with tears in her eyes. 
‘Uh, Yes, I did say that,” Linda said no longer able to maintain eye contact with Stephanie’s  searching eyes.  
Her heart froze as she remembered that day so many years ago. Her throat now tightening up, an uncomfortable wave of guilt drifted through her mind . There was a moment when she thought perhaps she could just stop talking about this and change the subject, maybe her stepdaughter would drop the whole thing. 
“It wouldn’t be anything serious,” Stephanie said inching closer to her mother. “Maybe just a little kissing lesson. After all a kiss is just a kiss…Right?” 
“Mmm…Well… I guess it wouldn’t hurt, just to practice a little,” Mumbled Linda looking up into Stephanie’s face and seeing her pink glossy lips closing in on her own parted mouth. 
Stephanie’s eyes took in every detail of Linda’s soft freckled face. Every delicate curve of her soft cheeks. Her full lips parted as if expecting a kiss at any moment and inviting her curious tongue to explore the deep unknown depths of her mouth. Her stepmom looked so irresistible with her eyes closed, frozen in time waiting for Stephanie to make the first move. 
Linda sensed her stepdaughter’s closeness as the heat from her face splashed up against hers. The scent of her lip gloss filled her nostrils triggering an electric response she hadn’t felt for so many years. For a split second Linda thought to pull back, knowing that this was all wrong, but the desire for a forbidden sensual encounter with her own stepdaughter was far more powerful than her moral fiber could withstand.  
Years of pent-up frustration, of lonely unsatisfying sex with her husband began to scream in her head begging for release. She knew she wanted this too much to stop what was coming. 
“Linda, it’s just a kiss, nothing serious,” Stephanie purred as she moved to just a few inches from her mothers trembling lips. 
“Oh, Steph, please…” Linda begged. Are you sure we should do…” 
Linda sighed deeply as Stephanie pushed forward with her tender assault, closing her pink glossy lips over her mother’s mouth immediately causing thousands of neglected nerves to overload her senses. From deep inside her pussy to the very tips of her hard nipples and up and down her spine, Linda began to quiver as the relentless sensual passion of her young stepdaughters kiss continued to inflame her emotions. 
Stephanie felt the familiar rush of excitement as her stepmom began to melt in her arms. She was becoming more submissive and accepting of her dominance. Stephanie applied more pressure expertly sliding her lips back and forth forcing Linda’s lips further apart while at the same time snaking her right hand up past her breasts to cradle her head.  
As she felt her stepmother’s body become even more pliant and accepting of her situation, Stephanie abruptly broke off their kiss for some much needed air. 
“I think girls kiss better than dumb old boys. Our lips are so soft and tasty,” whispered Stephanie as her lips closed in again on her mother’s panting mouth.  
“So much better.” 
Linda, unable to respond could hardly believe what was happening to her. Stephanie  seemed to have way more kissing experience then she had admitted to and now she was hinting at getting that experience from kissing girls. A small portion of her mind demanded that she stop this now and leave the room before things went too far. 
Stephanie sensed a sudden reluctance in her mothers body, she’d run into this before from a few reluctant girls who needed just a bit more encouragement and this pushed her passions even higher.  
Her lust grew more powerful now that her stepmom was putting up a little fight. 
Moving in quickly for the kill Stephanie forced another kiss onto her backsliding mother. This time she intertwined her fingers in Linda’s hair and tightly held her head. Linda began to whimper as Stephanie moaned into her open mouth inserting her tongue deep into Linda’s open lips for the first time.  
Linda’s brain seemed to disconnect as her bodies response kicked in making her panties wet and her pussy tingle with a forgotten expectation. Stephanie felt her mother settle down as their make-out session became more passionate.  
The seduction was complete, Linda’s will to resist had been broken and Stephanie’s prior experiences had taught her that from now on she was in control. 
Linda was no longer able to reason her way out of this, her long neglected body refused to listen and instead demanded more passion more lust and more attention from her stepdaughter.  
Her lips were the first to betray her mind, opening wider to allow Stephanie’s exploring tongue to dominate her mouth. Soon thick streams of gloss flavored saliva joined the assault and invaded her surrendering body. Her tongue fell next as Stephanie’s tongue expertly entwined with hers enticing it to come out and explore unknown territories. 
Stephanie forced her tongue deeper and deeper into her mother’s submissive mouth cementing her control over her very soul. She knew from practiced experience that once her lovers gave up control of their mouths then their bodies would soon follow. She’d had girls under her spell who orgasmed during intense make-out sessions like this one, but she had no experience with an older woman and the very thought of swimming these uncharted waters was causing her pussy to leak through her panties and a deep itch begin to demand urgent attention between her legs. 
Linda was lost in Stephanie’s arms and gave herself totally to the passion and lust her the younger girl was forcing on her. Becoming consumed by all the forgotten pleasures now being re-kindled by this little seductress who seemed to know so much about a women’s body. At this moment, Linda realized that something had changed, she was no longer Stephanie’s stepmother, she had become her lover and if Stephanie wanted more of her she would gladly open her body up to her and offer all she had. 
After all she thought, as Stephanie’s hand searched for an opening in her robe 
…A kiss is just a kiss…Right?… 
 
 
 Text: Ron Kent All rights reserved. Publication Date: October 31st 2012 https://www.bookrix.com/-spicewriter55