Cinderella sat quietly at the table, watching the ocean. She could never, ever get tired of watching the waves rolling on and off the beach. Her stepmother was still asleep, so she was careful not to make a sound. She was so focused on the view that she didn't hear footsteps behind her.
"Beautiful morning, isn't it?" her stepmother's haughty voice said behind her. "
Belle matinée."
Cinderella jumped about two feet.
"Really, child,' said her amused stepmother as she sat in another chair, "you're so jumpy."
Cinderella smiled nervously. She still wasn't sure when her stepmother was teasing her. "I am sorry if I woke you. I tried to be quiet."
"You didn't wake me. In fact, I was awake before you were. I was watching you over here."
Cinderella blushed slightly and looked back outside. The grey waves crashed against the cliffs. Sunlight peeked through blue-gray clouds.
"It's a shame we have to go home today," Lady Tremaine said, looking outside also. "You only got to see the ocean when it was storming. It's going to storm later but it's nice right now."
Cinderella looked up. "Maybe...maybe we could stay for an extra day?"
She held her breath as she waited for her stepmother to reply. Blue eyes swept her up and down.
""Hmm," Lady Tremaine contemplated. "Maybe we could. The world wouldn't end if we played hookey tomorrow, would it?"
Cinderella smiled. "No. Can we?"
Lady Tremaine smirked. "Yes. Let's go for a walk before the storm comes."
Ten minutes later they were walking along the rocky shore. They had the beach completely to themselves. Fierce wind whipped Cinderella's hair straight up in the air. Her stepmother's hair was sensibly in a chignon.
"When I become a marine biologist," Cinderella said, "I will explore the sea from top to bottom."
"No doubt," her stepmother said dryly.
Cinderella was too excited to be by the sea, and that she got to spend an extra day there with Lady Tremaine to hear the sadness in her stepmother's voice. She chattered on about what she wanted to discover in the vast seas, the animals and plants, until her stepmother finally told her to hush.
"I'm sorry!" Cinderella said at once. "I won't become a marine biologist if you don't want me to."
"It's not that," her stepmother said. "You're talking too much. Catch your breath."
Cinderella blushed. Shyly, she slid her hand into Lady Tremaine's. They walked hand-in-hand as the wind whipped around them and waves crashed. Salty sea water sprayed them. Cinderella looked for wildlife, but except for some seagulls and ducks, there were none to be seen. The ducks bobbed their heads down but didn't seem to be caching anything. Dark gray-blue clouds formed right above them and rain began to pour down from the leaden sky in sheets. They hurried back into the hotel, helped by the wind.
"Strip," Lady Tremaine ordered as soon as they got their room.
"What?" Cinderella asked. "Why?"
"Because you are soaked to the skin," her stepmother replied. She brushed past her into the bathroom. Cinderella followed her in.
"You look like something the sea witch coughed up," Lady Tremaine commented as she pulled Cinderella's shirt over her head.
Cinderella looked at herself in the mirror and had to agree. Her blond hair was plastered to her head and her clothes were so wet you could see her body right through them. Her stepmother's hair wasn't as disheveled as hers, but her clothes were just as soaked.
"Are you going to give me a bath again?" she asked with a smile.
"Don't be silly," Lady Tremaine said. "I am just as cold and wet as you. I am going to take a shower with you." She took her own clothes off, down to her bra and underwear and turned around to turn the shower on.
"W-with me?" Cindeella stammered. She had never showered with someone before. Showers were the only private time she ever had.
Lady Tremaine smirked at her over her shoulder. "Yes. Now come unhook my bra, please."
Cinderella tottered over and unhooked the clasp with shaking fingers. Her stepmother smirked even more at her nervousness. "You've seen me naked, silly."
Cinderella was not sure how to reply to that, so she kept her mouth shut. "Finish undressing and hurry up," Lady Tremaine told her. She took off her underwear and climbed into the shower. Cinderella took off her jeans. She peeled her drenched socks of her cold white feet.
"Hurry up!" an impatient Lady Tremaine barked over the steaming water.
Cinderella took off her underwear and joined her stepmother in the shower.
The hot water felt good against her cold skin. Her stepmother poured shampoo out of a little bottle into her hair and lathered it up. Cinderella leaned back slightly as her stepmother massaged her scalp. Lady Tremaine turned her around to rinse.
Cinderella couldn't take her eyes off her stepmother. Stark naked in the shower, she looked like a Renaissance sculpture. Water dripped off her breasts.
Without thinking, Cinderella leaned forward and captured Lady Tremaine's left breast in her mouth. She suckled on it, holding the tissue carefully between her teeth while sucking the pert pink nipple.
She sank down to her knees and kissed her stepmother's stomach. She looked up into aroused blue eyes and kissed her between her legs/
Lady Tremaine practically screamed as Cinderella softly licked her clitoris. She held her head as Cinderella wrapped her arms around her waist and her mouth around her clitoris as she flicked her tongue around the engorged tissue. She fell back against the tile wall and moaned, holding Cinderella's head even tighter as she flicked her tongue faster and faster then began to suck Lady Tremaine's clitoris.
Lady Tremaine groaned loudly and came. Cinderella looked up and smiled.
"I love you," Cinderella said.
"And I love you," her stepmother said as she helped her up.
Lady Tremaine turned off the water. Cinderella stood with difficulty. Her stepmother helped her out of the tub and into a hotel bathrobe. She put on her own leopard print bathrobe. "We aren't going anywhere. No need to get dressed."
Outside, the rain poured down in sheets from the purple-black sky. Giant waves crashed against the cliffs. Cinderella had never been so entranced.
Lady Tremaine smirked as she sat in one of the chairs at the table. Cinderella started to sit beside her but her stepmother once more pulled her into her lap.
"Time for another French lesson," Stepmother told her, 'on body parts."
She drew patterns on Cinderella's stomach with her fingernails.
"Estomach," Cinderella said as she put her hand on her stepmother's.
"Tres bien," Stepmother said and moved one hand, with Cinderella's still on them, to her breast. Cinderella leaned back and smiled as her stepmother gently squeezed and caressed one breast while keeping her other hand on her stomach.
"Sein," Cinderella said hoarsely. She sure Lady Tremaine could feel her throbbing wetnes.
"I think there are a few parts I haven't taught you," Stepmother said as she grazed her teeth against Cinderella's ear. She slid her fingers between Cinderella's legs. "Like lèvres."
Long fingers once again fluttered between her legs. Cinderella groaned as Stepmother began to play with her clitoris.
She kissed her. Lady Tremaine's tongue probed at her teeth until she allowed her access. She squeezed Cinderella's breast and plunged a finger deep, deep inside her.
"Ahhh!" Cinderella yelled.
"Shhh," her stepmother hissed. "It's okay. "You're okay." She slowly kissed each vertabrae in Cinderella's neck, up to her pulse point, which she sucked..
Cinderella clutched at her stepmother's arm weakly. Her whole body felt like spaghetti for all the strength that was left in it.
"You're still so tight," Stepmother said as she moved her finger in and out of her stepdaughter. "And so wet."
Cinderella looked into her stepmother's smirking, but loving blue eyes. "Stepmother-make love to me. Real love.Fais moi l'amour."
"Of course, my dear."
Cinderella got off her lap and lay down on the bed. Stepmother climbed on top of and kissed her.
Cinderella untied Lady Tremaine's bathrobe as Lady Tremaine untied hers. Her stepmother wrapped her legs around her waist so their clitoris were pressed together and thrust. She leaned over Cinderella so her breasts were dangling down. Cinderella suckled on the left and her stepmother thrust hard. The nipple hardend in her mouth, as she lightly grazed it with her teeth. She did the same thing to the other.
Stepmother pulled her breast out of Cinderella's mouth and kissed her hard. Her tongue explored her mouth as she pinned her hands above her head and bucked into her.
Cinderella threw her head back. Stepmother scraped her teeth along her neck, then kissed her mouth.
The pressure and pleasure began to build. Cinderella lightly bit her stepmother's should and squeezed her hands, which still had hers pinned above her head.
Her whole body jerked upwards uncontrollably. She shook for a full minute. Wetness coated her insides and legs and she realized Lady Tremaine must have come too.
They lay there, both panting and both exhausted. Stepmother slowly let go over Cinderella's hands. She was glad because her arms were tired and sore.
She wrapped both arms around her stepmother's back and hung on tightly. Stepmother kissed her forehead. She rolled off Cinderella but Cinderella wouldn't let go. She clung to her stepmother. Her stepmother stroked her back with one hand and her hair with the other.
Cinderella kissed Stepmother's collar bone and nestled into her side. She looked up into the beautiful blue eyes she loved.
"Are you all right?" Stepmother asked.
"Yes. I love you," Cinderella said. "I will love you forever."
Stepmother kissed the top her head and held her even tighter.