Random futa things

by Jokiba

Just as the title says pure smut

170. Top Rated Show

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Madison and her daughter, Aurora, find themselves in a sticky situation: locked out of both their home and car, they wind up turning to the new neighbours for help, a move Madison only begrudgingly deigns to make...That is, until she realizes the neighbours are a bunch of popular camgirls, one of whom reminds her all too much of a busty goth she had a high school fling with.

Notes:

Hey peeps, thanks for coming by and checking out another oldie-but-goldie from my HF gallery! :) This is another result of efforts with, ah..."Producer-san!"

This one's pretty much exclusively futadom/femsub and futadom/futasub.

Please enjoy the story! 3

Chapter 1: In From the ColdChapter Text

Top Rated Show

Part I ‑ "Most Watched Cam"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: December 13, 2020

"…You don't think dad forgot to leave the door unlocked before he left, do you," Aurora asked, giving her mom a bored eyebrow raise and a pursing of her lips. The look on her face made it plain she wasn't very concerned, either way.

Her mother shrugged her eyebrows, clearly unimpressed. "You know your father," she dryly remarked, "it's a goodfifty-fiftyshot. He's already done it once this week, why not go for twice?"

Aurora rolled her eyes a little, bluntly, if good-naturedly, defending him with "Oh, come on. I'm sure he can't fuck it upagain, we gave him enough heck the first time around. You really don't think we pounded it into his memory?"

"I'm not saying we didn't try," Aurora's mother somewhat indirectly answered, practically out of the corner of her mouth. "I'm just saying I know your father's memory." Expression lightening, eyebrows raising, she drew an inwards sigh, chest and shoulders rising as she drew the SUV into the driveway, carefully rounding the snowy turn into their yard. Tone taking a considerable shift, she more demurely sighed out "I just can't wait to take a hot shower and lie down in bed." A tiny smile popping up on her pretty face, she gave a quick, explanatory glance Aurora's way as she added "Gonna get back to my show and try out those new chips I bought."

Aurora smiled pleasantly, humming by way of acknowledgement as she slid her phone out of her pocket, too interested in texting a friend with the last of her battery life to answer. Once her mother, Madison, had parked the four-door and killed the engine, the two undid their seatbelts and stepped outside into the snow, their hair billowed about in equal measure by that first intense gust of winter wind. Mother and daughter were the spitting image of one another in looks, but certainly not infeel:their fashion sense was radically different, the way they wore their makeup were different, the way they spoke was like they were from differentcountries,entirely. Still, their differences were less cause for spite and more reason for respect, individuality – Madison had never tried telling Aurora how to dress or behave and so Aurora tended not to judge her mother too harshly.

Aurora were still dressed in her university uniform, a snug, comfortable wool sweater in her university's traditional purple colour, the university's coat of arms embroidered over the left breast. A knee-length pleated skirt in charcoal gray accompanied the sweater, alongside near knee-high black socks and matching black flats. The coat she was wearing wasn't really meant for the sort of winter weather they were experiencing, but considering she'd been driven to and from school and hadn't anticipatedneedingthe heavier-duty coat, her black fleece jacket had sufficed, the thin material pulling well over her school sweater. She hadn't even bothered packing gloves, really.

Her hair was long, dark brown and soft as satin, cut to a uniform length across her shoulder blades, twin manes framing either side of her face kept together with cutesy little pink hairclips, more hairclips keeping her bangs neatly swept and tucked over behind her left ear. It, like her uniform, was dutifully loyal to the school's specifications, as was her subtle makeup: foundation for an invisible base, pink lip gloss, some mascara and a little bit of pink eyeshadow, you know, the usual shit you could get away with in a strict, not to mentionreligious,academic environment. Still, the attention she paid to herself with her makeup routine, not to mention, she supposed, the genes she'd gotten from her mother, had always ensured her a place as one of the prettier girls in any class she attended.

Her figure, too, ensured her all sorts of attention from men and women, alike. Must've been something about her overall look, she thought, something about the combination of preppy and girly, but whatever the case, the way she filled out her uniform had always earned her plenty of teasing from friends and overheard remarks from men. Not only did that sweater show off a couple easy D-cups, but her skirt couldn't hope to hide her round little bubble bum, those plump thighs all but accentuated by her high socks. Definitely a sexy little thing, but too clueless to ever get anything,anyone,out of it.

Her mother, meanwhile, while similarly preppy in dress, was significantly lesscutesyand much moreprofessional,colder and more distant in both demeanor and fashion. Madison had almost the exact same face as her daughter and a similarly long head of hair, but where Aurora wore it down, Madison kept her platinum blonde locks up in a loose bun over the back of her head, held in place with a simple black scrunchie. Her eyes were a bright baby blue, something else Aurora had been lucky enough to inherit, and similarly lucky was her chance to dodge her mother's need for glasses. Madison's thick, black frames may have made her look more like a librarian than a lawyer, but that tailored suit she wore was definitely outside of a librarian's pay range – all power and no bullshit.

The thirty-something wore a charcoal gray suit jacket over a black designer turtleneck, the accompanying tight, knee-length skirt a matching charcoal. Her legs looked gorgeous in those nylons of her's, while her snug boots, black with an elevated heel to match the rest of her suit while simultaneously meeting her weather needs, rounded out the snazzy outfit for a perfect blend of upscale, professional, and winter-friendly.

Naturally flashier than her daughter had ever been, Madison had long preferred hoop earrings, rings, and pendants, typically in gold and always something worth being proud of. Her thick application of lipstick was a dark navy blue, her eyeshadow thinner but no less obvious thanks to her lavender purple colour choice. Throw in her time at the tanning salon, and you had both a gorgeous wife the husband had to fend off cocky dickheads from and a beautiful mom who competed neck-and-neck with her daughter for the title of "Household Stunner." Hell, it wasMadisonAurora'd gotten her figure from –hotwife,over here, provoked all sorts of stares around the workplace with her voluptuous figure, herDDswonderfully complementing her tight waist, round hips, thick thighs, and skirt-stressing derriere.

Madison, only having pulled on a thin, airy overcoat to accompany the suit, was in just as much of a rush to get to the front door as Aurora was, the two throwing their doors shut without a second thought and taking brisk strides up onto the porch. Youth preceded wisdom and, as soon as Aurora's fist had given the doorknob an impotentjiggling,she froze, disbelief wiping her face blank. Madison's face opened up, too, eyes already beginning to widen. As soon as Aurora'd let go, Madison's hand had darted in, shoulders slumping as soon as she'd gotten the same hard dice.

Just as Madison started groaning, Aurora'd hopefully suggested "Maybe we can call him, get him to come back and unlock it-"

"He's not gonna do that," Madison was quick to blurt back, words hard and fast, tone halfway between scorn and a hard, incredulous laugh.

Aurora's lips twisted a little, eyes dipping towards the floor, hands fidgeting and preening her hair. Madison took in a breath before suddenly composing herself, eventually putting on a smile and trying to lighten the mood by joking "Well…Fine, this is fine. No worries, worst-case scenario we'll just find a Starbucks to sit in until your father finishes work for the night. You have your laptop with you?"

Aurora nodded, perking up, a little. Hey, if mom's covering the coffee, she's down for an evening out. She'd just have to concentrate a little harder to work on her reports – she did her best writing in private, public spaces always provided far too much noise and distraction.

Without any more prompting, the both of them turned and carefully set back off towards the SUV, Madison's hand already fishing into her purse for her keys when she noticed something in her peripheral vision, eyes suddenly darting onto the new neighbour's house. Through one of the first-floor windows, Madison could see with startling clarity one of the several resident women parading around in little more than her goddamnunderwear,sashaying around in her bra and panties without a care in the world. Madison immediately slowed to a stop, brow furrowing as she looked down her nose in a ?

Now, she was noprude,don't get her wrong, it had nothing to do with the skin or skimpiness of dress. It was all about thedecency,for God's sake, themodesty. Had that woman seriously forgotten that she had curtains, or did she simply notcare?It wasn't the first time she'd seen that sort of thing happening over at that house, either. She had never actuallymetthe neighbours before, the only reason why she knew it was multiple young women all living together under the same roof was because she constantlysawthem. The whole lot of them constantly forgot to shut their curtains day and night, putting on a constant peepshow for any pervert on the street. The whole house reeked of young, dumb college bimbos, way too vapid and boy-crazy to do anything other than drink andparty. Not like her sweet little Aurora, no – Madison had raised her daughterright. Those Catholic schools would give her the same good morals her mother had!

Aurora paused once she'd reached her respective car door and realized her mother hadn't even pulled out her keys, yet. Looking over, she followed her mother's stare and glanced over at the neighbours, eyebrows rising and a quick laugh catching in her throat once she'd spotted the woman in the window. After a moment of staring, she glanced back at her mother, joking "Well,she'snot shy, is she?"

Madison just dryly remarked "It's just thedecencyof it, for crying out loud. Like, ifI'mgoing to be walking around in my underwear, I'm atleastgoing to make sure nobody can see me through my damn window. You never knowwhomight walk by, nobody needs to see that."

Aurora started grinning, chuckling again to herself even as the cold sent some shivers through her body, quaking her more and more frequently. "Maybe she likes putting on a show," she cheerily joked, trying to suppress the mounting need to chatter her teeth.

Madison scoffed, shrugging with her eyebrows. "Pft, yeah, maybe," she'd dismissively commented, going back to fishing around in her purse…Hand eventually freezing, face slowly blanching. Oh,God. Where were her fucking keys?Don't tell her…

"What," Aurora asked, face falling as she noticed her mother's panic. "What's wrong?"

Madison was already darting up to her car door, yanking the door handle – only to find it stubbornly stuck in place. Aurora watched, eyes widening as she tried her own door to the same result. Madison leaned in closer to her window, peering in through the glass as the first serious tremor ran through her chilly body. As soon as she'd spotted her keys, still sitting right there in the ignition where she'd thoughtlessly left them, she'd closed her eyes and taken a couple seconds to keep from internally screaming. She'dneverlive this down.

"C'mon, what's wrong," Aurora asked, eyes darting back and forth between her mother and the car before, finally, she'd spotted what the issue was. Freezing in place just as rigidly as Madison had, Aurora eventually started to smile, wincing until her eyes were half-closed. Madison shot Aurora a dirty look as soon as she'd snickered, but it did nothing to wither Aurora's sense of humour. At the glare, Aurora'd shot up her eyebrows, face opening in amusement as she blurted back "Oh c'mon, you've gotta admit, this isprettyfunny. You just got through shitting on dad-"

"Language," Madison half-heartedly chastised, borderline sulking.

Aurora gave an exaggerated pressing-together of her lips, making a face of mock shame. "Dumpingon dad," she corrected, "andnowwhere are we?"

In trouble,Madison felt like answering. "Yes, yes. The irony stings," she sighed, feathers clearly a little ruffled given the way she tugged at and adjusted her thin coat, drawing it a little tighter. "This, ah, thiscomplicatesthings, sweetheart. You still have your phone on you, right?"

"I can't believe this," Aurora chuckled, legitimately entertained as she started fishing around in her backpack. "I'm pretty sure my phone's about to die, but-"

Madison reached into her purse, again, as well, going for her phone as the cold and wind nipped harder and harder at her fingers, her ears and legs. "Well, we can't call your father," she warned, provoking another quick grin on Aurora's face – no way mom's going to want to admit to dad she made the exact same mistakehehad, of course. Aurora pulled out her phone first, face scrunching up as she tried turning it on…Only to find a blank, black screen. Madison pulled outherphone, then, only for the cool metal to slip out of her pinched fingers. Madison's eyes widened in a silent gasp, the woman flinching at the sound of her own phone clattering hard against the concrete, disappearing into the loose, powdery stuff covering nearly a full foot of the driveway.

Aurora froze, eyes so wide they nearly bugged out, puckered mouth hanging open in an incredulous ring, the young woman desperate to laugh but all the more not to incur her mother's wrath. Madison yelped, doubling over in her panic, eventually doing a practiced drop into a squat, knees wide and thighs splayed as far as her skirt would allow as her bare hands frantically dug about into the frigid white. Unbeknownst to them both, the half-naked neighbour who'd been happily minding her own business finally caught wind of their presence, pausing in the window as she overheard their voices. Out of curiosity, she stood by the window and peered outside, watching them both with a look of puzzlement on her face so potent, it was downright child-like. Thehellwere the neighbours up to?

Madison bounced back up to her feet, her wet, powder-packed phone clutched in her hand. The bright, relieved look on her face soured like cheap wine when she tried shaking off the snow and turning on her phone, only to be greeted by a blinking error symbol on her otherwise black screen. She lost her cool, snapping out "Are youfuckingkidding me? Is the universe just out togetme, at this point? Holy shit, for fuck's sake-"

Aurora simply could not resist. "Language," she teased, meekly failing to twist the knife by putting too much emphasis into the jab. No sooner had the word left her lips that she'd broken up into guilty giggles, something made all the worse by her mother's pointed stare and flaring nostrils. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't," she hastily defended herself with, raising her eyebrows high, squirming in place.

More and more of her body freezing in place, Madison blurted out a self-righteous "Listen here, young lady, I don't know if you realize how fucked our day's gonna be, now-"

"Hey! You two need help, or something?"

Aurora and Madison, both, started looking around in confusion, their slow glances picking up speed as the calling came again.

"Over here, your neighbours! Are you two locked out, or something?"

Aurora was the first to spot their saviour: the woman wearing nothing but her wavy pigtails, makeup, and underwear, the neighbour with the uncovered windows and free-spirited ideas about modesty. She'd pulled open her window, hands down on the sill as she leaned into the opening, not seeming particularly fazed by the cold, for the moment, despite herbreezygarb. Once they'd noticed her, the woman gave a confused, innocently entertained smile, offering them an equally innocent little wave without another word.

Madison slowly deflated with a silent, mortified sigh, a subtle glance skyward hidden by the way she let her eyes close during the deep inhale to follow. Ofcoursethe shameless neighbours would notice her embarrassing moment, too. Whatelsecould happen, today? What, is asinkholegonna open up underneath her car and swallow up the whole damn SUV? Fucking better hope their insurance covered acts of God…

Aurora, on the other hand, was much more inclined to answer compassion with compassion, sugar for sugar and sweetness with sweetness. Immediately calling back to the neighbour lady, Aurora replied "Uh, yeah, this is kind of embarrassing, but…We're locked out of our place,andour car!"

"Aurora," Madison reluctantly groaned, feeling like her daughter was dripping lemon juice into her cut pride. She didn't want to askthemfor help, not from a bunch of ditzy, cluelessslatternshalf her age! She'd rather wait for a locksmith, for Christ's sake!

Aurora shot her mother a quick, confused glance before disregarding her, completely failing to understand what she wanted or where her mother was coming from. Calling back to the window, she added "Do you think we could borrow your phone? Ours are dead!"

Madison grit her teeth and glanced skyward. For the last time, child, we'renotinvolving your father, he's probably alreadyatwork-

"Yeah, sure," the neighbour promptly agreed, her enthusiasm suggesting it was far from a big deal or an inconvenience. "Come on over, I'll get the door in just a sec!"

Madison, eyes on the window, just let out a long, slow sigh of defeat. Aurora perked up with a wide, beaming smile, quite clearly pleased with both herself as well as the way the situation were turning out. "There," she huffed out, "we just got help. Problem solved!"

The look on Madison's face was almost reluctant, now. "Yes…I suppose so," she somewhat begrudgingly responded, a reticent wince tightening her fetching face.

Aurora rolled her eyes. "Oh, stop it, mom," she teased, already turning to make for the neighbour's lot. "We'll call dad and get him to come back and let us in, he's allowed to be late to workoncein a while – it's a family emergency! Come on, you know we were gonna meet the neighbours atsomepoint, anyway."

Madison sighed, drawing herself a little tighter together in a bid to retain some more body heat. Well, she supposed her daughter wasn'twrongon meeting the neighbours, necessarily, but it could've been done with moregracethan this, what with the two having their tails between their legs and all. Still, she supposed it'd at least give her a warm place to try and dry out her phone, assuming the thing wasn't simply toast, now…Reluctantly, the older woman began following after her daughter, carefully choosing her steps in the snow all the way up the neighbour's driveway and onto their front porch. Aurora waited maybe twenty seconds, then offered a little knocking, purely to let their friendly neighbour know the two were ready whenever she was.

It took another ten seconds, but eventually, the door had been unlocked and pulled open. As soon as it had, Aurora blinked and tried not to crinkle her nose too obviously while Madison simply stiffened; the aromas of perfume and scented candles blasting out from inside the house was like an absolute tsunami, erupting outwards perhaps all the more crisply for the cold and moistened sinuses. The woman in the doorway, standing a bit under six feet and looking somewhere in the middle of her twenties, smiled wider and wider as she glanced back and forth between the two, right off the bat commenting "Hey, it's too bad you're meeting the neighbours like this, but I'm glad it's happening, anyway. I'd been meaning to, y'know?"

With a quick waving inside, she'd beckoned them on, all friendliness as she said "C'mon inside outta the cold, lemme grab the landline for you. Uh, you still wanted to make a call, right? Just don't mind the rest of us, we all work from home so we're a little all over the place-"

Madison opened her mouth to answer, but she couldn't even begin the first syllable before Aurora'd taken over, cheerily reassuring "Oh no worries, thanks so much for the help! You work from home? That's so cool!"

The woman beamed, coming out of the doorway so that mother and daughter could step in, Aurora dutifully shutting the door behind herself to keep the chill out. Madison couldn't stop her eyes from dipping and rising across their helpful neighbour's body as she turned to hurry off with a pleasant "Okay, just gimme one second" offered from over her shoulder, Madison's eyes briefly locking on the woman's rear end purely out of disapproval. Pretty young thing, without a doubt. Probably beat the men off with ten-foot sticks. At least she'd thought to actually pull something on before answering the door, for crying out loud…Evenifit'd only amounted to a tight little pair ofbooty-huggingtennis shorts and a spaghetti strap tank top…Or, was that a camisole?

Madison internally scoffed. Who even knew with kids, these days. She'd probably only gotten it to help show off a little skin, but far be it from her to point it out. Friggin'zoomers…At least she'd raised her little girl better. No way Aurora'd be caughtdead,showing off like that.

While they waited, mother and daughter couldn't resist a chance to listen in and peek around, trying their best to get a sense for their neighbours' home, albeit all without impolitely leaving their post by the front door. They could hear all kinds of chatter and electronic sounds coming from all directions of the house, the couple different sets of music playing simultaneously from different corners an unmistakable sign that multiple sets of people felt like drowning each other out to focus on their own business.

Hopefully, Aurora thought, that didn't mean the roommates were all on less-than-stellar terms and in the middle of some sort of drama she and her mother had just walked in on. The furniture, at least, looked decent, and nothing looked horribly out of place or order. In all honestly, beyond a bit of clutter here and there – mostly clothes discarded and left wherever they'd fallen, evidently the girls were quite comfortable around one another – the place looked like a pretty respectable little bachelorette pad.

It wasn't until the girl had come back with the phone, however, that Aurora and Madison really began to take in how she looked, better considering the sorts of girls they might really be living next to. If there was one word Aurora would've used to describe the girl, it would've been "confident," butMadison,on the other hand, might've used "loose." Judging by the shape she was in, she was must've been into sports, or at least maintained a strict diet and workout regimen; lady had a solid set of washboard abs, the firm six-pack well-defined without being grotesquely chiselled. A nice, firm set of biceps and legs went along with it, all conveniently on display thanks to her limited skin coverage. At least it made some small sense – the heat was on high enough to have mother and daughter alike tugging at their coats, loosening the fit as they defrosted.

The girl's wavy hair, a crimson so stark it'd obviously been dyed, had been pulled up into a pair of long, curling pigtails, the two gorgeous manes hanging down over her collarbones. A light dusting of freckles striped across the middle of her face, while another striped across her chest at the shoulders and collarbones, not to mention nigh-invisibly down the outsides of her arms. She was pretty, definitely no questioning that, her beautiful face all slender eyebrows, thick eyelashes, a slender nose, thick lips; her smooth-shaven body, similarly, was all curves, all bustiness and junk in the trunk, an hourglass perfect for filling out what little she wore. Her brown eyes light and happy, her makeup innocent and pink, she reminded Aurora of a few of the girls at her school, the ones who always came across older and more mature than their age would suggest.

Madison tried not to look below the neighbour's neckline, but the way the woman moved, the way she walked and held herself, it almost tickled a bizarre instinct in the mother's mind: the instinct to cover her child's eyes, else inch her a little closer towards herself. She wasn't quite surewhy,and she certainly didn't really have the time to try and puzzle it out, but she at least knew it was just something in the way the neighbourlookedat her,andAurora, for that matter. If Aurora noticed, which Madison doubted she did, she didn't let it show or otherwise keep her from the woman's aid.

The not-so-subtle bobbing and gentle bouncing in the neighbour's top briefly caught both women's eye, the both of them simultaneously wondering if the woman had pulled a top on to let them in…Only after ditching her bra, entirely. Feet shoulder-width apart, legs parted just enough to catch eyes and evoke the image of getting between, the grinning redhead held out a thick home phone, handing it to Aurora before promptly holding both her hips and striking an eager pose, a confident "Ready when you are" position. If anything, it only aroused Madison's suspicions all the further: why did this girl seem so excited to have them inside, why was she so…Giddy?Well, maybe it was nothing. Maybe Madison was just unused to such friendliness from strangers. She certainly tried keeping it from melting her ice, regardless, but second by second, she could feel herself falling for it, defences dipping.

"Here you go, girls," the neighbour offered, eyes going from Aurora's to Madison's before back again. Eyes suddenly giving a little widen, eyebrows hardly raising, the woman sounded a hint surprised with herself as she added "Oh gosh, I haven't even introduced myself, have I?" Giving a brief wave by her shoulder more for the sake of the gesture than anything else, throwing in an expression of exaggerated coyness while she was at it, she gently turned her head to the side and beamed a smile, modestly explaining "My name'sKelly,it's nice to finally meet the neighbours. We're all still so new around here, we don't know anybody, at all!"

Arm extending, hand coming out for a gentle handshake from either of them, Kelly's smile became a grin as she added "I mean, none of us really mind too much, like, we're all kinda homebodies, y'know, but since we're direct neighbours and all-"

Aurora had started smiling, listening attentively as she watched Kelly's eyes, taking the subtle cue by taking over the sentence and finishing Kelly's thought. "…But since we're direct neighbours, it only makes sense, right? I mean, if we're right next to each other, might as well get introduced, right?"

Kelly's grin went from ear to ear. She gave Aurora a quick point of confirmation with her free hand as the other young woman took her extended hand by the fingers, giving her a cultured little shake. "Exactly," she answered, "I like you, you're smart." Aurora barely chuckled at that, smile beginning to split into a little bit of a grin, too.

Madison lightly pursed her lips, observing the two interact. There was a look in Kelly's eyes, a method to how she walked and talked, that just…Well, to be frank, Madison wasn't used to seeing that sort of look from one woman to another. It spoke of wanting something, of being a little too eager, a little too friendly, warning signs of ulterior motives. Because of that, she wasn't quite sure she liked hearing her daughter being so receptive to it.

"Mom, we're gonna have to make up our mind on who to call, at some point," Aurora laconically remarked, good-naturedly raising her eyebrows at her mother, head tilting towards her as she gave the phone a slight tilting in the air, playfully leaning it back and forth like a girl half her age. "I still say we at least let dad know what's going on."

Madison had been about to give a quick answer when Kelly shifted her arm to the side, extending her hand Madison's way, as well. With a subtle arching of her eyebrow, still grinning for a moment before forcing herself to close her lips into a huge, almostsmugsmile, Kelly joked "And you must be the big sister!"

Madison actually cracked up into a short titter, eyebrows raising. "Hardly," she dismissed, somehow finding herself gently shaking the woman's hand in spite of her reservations.

Kelly raised an eyebrow, head briefly tilting to the side as she again joked "Well, youcan'tbe her mother, I refuse, you're way too young!"

Madison quietly chuckled, again. "Now you're just teasing me. My name's Madison, it's…" There was the most momentary hesitation in her speech, barely a pregnant pause in her sentence. Had she…Had she just seen what she thought she'd seen? It'd only lasted a split-second, but Madison felt convinced she'd just caught Kelly's eyes flitting downwards. Was the woman…Had Kelly justchecked her out?Right in front of her, no less, right in front of her own daughter?

She finally finished her sentence, struggling not to let her inflection give away what she were thinking. "…A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Kelly."

Kelly's enormous smile split into another grin. Without breaking eye contact, she cheerily answered "Pleasure's mine, I promise." Suddenly turning her eyes off of Madison and back onto the phone, then back onto Aurora, Kelly left Madison hanging on that thought, the older woman's stomach tingling in a bizarre, unexpected turn. "So, can you call someone to let you in, or were you planning on heading out somewhere?"

Madison barely heard what Aurora said in answer, blanking out as her mind fixated. She hadn't caught anybody's eyes hitting her chest mid-conversation since the hormonal boys inhigh school. Her gut instinct, more and more, was telling her this woman was coming from that gray area limbo between friendliness and…More. She didn't break free from her observations until she'd picked out the sound of Aurora pressing buttons on the phone, already dialling a number without permission, without asking Madison who she should get in touch with or for what purpose. Kelly, back to holding her hips as she stood at attention before the two other women, immediately let her eyes go back onto Madison's as she interrupted "Wait, who are you calling, sweetheart? It's not your father, is it?"

"Mom," Aurora groaned, mouth hanging a little ajar, head momentarily hanging back in exasperation. "Whoelseare we gonna call? I mean, why is this such a big deal, to you? What does it matter, why can't dad know?"

"Aurora," Madison uttered back, more sternly. An upstairs door opened up, the set of music it'd been helping muffle suddenly getting louder as the doorway cleared.

Aurora raised her eyebrows as she brought the ringing phone to her ear, passively explaining "If you're worried about looking silly, just point out that none of this would've happened if he hadn't lock-"

"Kelly, you got friends coming over, or something," a voice suddenly called down the nearby staircase, coming from the second floor. "I thought we were all working today, it's a workday!"

Another voice from the second floor abruptly called out "I was gonna start my show any minute now, girls, can we keep it down? Why are we yelling?"

Anotherwoman, dressed all in black and evidently thefourthroommate living there, suddenly came walking out from a nearby hallway, nonchalantly coming into view as she headed for the kitchen. Without turning her head to look at the front door, without even acknowledging Kelly or the two visitors, she yelled up the stairs "I think it's the neighbours, they're locked out or some such shit!"

Aurora cringed, waiting for her father to pick up. Madison listened attentively, mouth barely ajar. Kelly's smile hardly withered, and eventually, she cut in, turning around and walking closer towards the staircase. "Just gimme a bit, I'm just helping out the new neighbours! They're locked out of their carandtheir house!"

There was a heartbroken "Awww" from both voices on the second floor before, all at once, the other three roommates were descending upon the two visitors, suddenly flocking to the scene to get involved and introduce themselves. As soon as Aurora had seen the first two coming from down the stairs, her eyebrows had started lifting higher and higher, her sense of shock too potent for her trained sense of decorum to drown out. As soon as thethirdone re-emerged from the kitchen, a bored look on her face as she sipped at a tall slushie's fat straw, Madison's eyes started bugging out. Whatwasit with these four women? They were all so, soscantily clad,sofull-figured,they…It was like mother and daughter, both, had stepped out of the cold and straight into some pubescent boy's steamy littlewet dream!

The first of the two women coming from the staircase was dark-skinned, her deep, caramel complexion flawless and a perfect contrast for her very overtly dyed blonde hair. Her hair, ironed straight, had been pulled up into a high ponytail over the crown of her head, the thing dipping down to the nape of her neck, her obvious black roots only seeming to make the blonde look both trashierandsexier. Her eyes were hazel, her makeup was intense – particularly her glossy white lipstick, it warranted pointing out – her nose stud was a glimmering diamond, and her figure was just as much of a gem to look at. Her heaving handfuls and generous hips, wiggling with every step she took, was definitely eye-catching, but more absurdly noticeable was heroutfit.

The girl was wearing…Well…It looked likelingerie,for crying out loud. Aurora's mouth fell ajar. Madison's face stretched open in silent shock. Beyond a fuzzy pink pair of slippers on her feet, she'd slipped into a matching pink babydoll, the silky negligee trimmed with fluffy white fur. Through the transparent material, the two visitors could quite clearly see the woman's pink underwear: her half-cup bra and thong, her embroidered lace garter belt and accompanying stockings,allof it clear as day and naturally leavinglittleto the imagination. Auroramight'vethought the woman were with her significant other and that the timing of all this were poor, if not for the bright white makeup the girl had on. Her lipstick and thick eyeshadow were both a pearly white – a look likethat,combined with the floral lingerie, made her look more like…Well…Either a very kinky girlfriend or an upscale prostitute about to blow a john's mind, among other things.

The other woman with her, the second woman coming from the upstairs staircase, was different in curvature but no less kinky in dress. The second woman was a bit shorter, maybe a little bit over five feet tall, skin creamy and hair dyed a bright, glossy pink, root to tip – she'd even gone so far as to dye her eyebrows, too, completing the look. Her figure was generous, yet smaller than her friend's and more proportionate to her petite frame: her perky, hand-filling bosom could've easily fit Aurora's bra, no doubt putting the girl somewhere in theDs,while her curvy hips and tight, jiggling derriere rounded her out into a bit of a shortstack, those thick thighs and smooth legs looking absolutely gorgeous, utterlybeggingto be caressed and kissed.

Her blue eyes sparkled as much as her grin did, the woman done up in some sort of extravagant, glossy leather, fantasy-esque outfit, an ivory coat with a scarlet underside straight out ofComiccon. Neither Madison nor Aurora had any ideawhoshe was supposed to be – Halloween had been a little while ago, after all, yet thiscan'thave been how the woman ordinarily dressed – but all the same, it was certainlysomething. Still, all that shining leather on display, gently crinkling any time the woman moved a little too hard, had Aurora delicately swallowing some saliva, the girl doing her best to keep it subtle. The only times she'd ever seen anybody wear that much leather was when they were doing some sort of kinky shoot…N-Not that she knew much about those videos, she only knew what her friends had told her!

Her makeup was downplayed: a little bit of hot pink lipstick, some mascara, the tiniest amount of eyeliner and a nigh-invisible eyeshadow…It wasn't much, but that'd been the point. It looked great on the girl, accentuated her natural beauty instead of made up for a lack thereof. Both women from the staircase didn't hesitate to make their way closer towards the front door, wandering their way over with friendly smiles, eyes soaking in Aurora and Madison just like Kelly's had, already chattering away and asking what was wrong, if they could help, saying it was nice to finally meet the new neighbours, and so on. Aurora gave a hard blink at that point, finally realizing that the phone had rang into the voicemail. Her father, just like Madison had predicted, was either already at work, on hiswayto work, or was simply uninterested in the distraction or potential drama the phone call represented.

"Oh my God, are you really locked out inthisweather," the one in the pink babydoll asked, face scrunching up in concern and almostannoyanceon the two womens' behalf. She crossed her arms underneath her bust, intentionally or not pumping up the appearance of those easyEEsby pressing them tighter together in her half-cup bra. "You coulda died, out there! We don't even wanna run out forgroceries!"

Aurora gave a sheepish grin. Unbeknownst to all, the hand by her side delicately pinched her skirt, subtly keeping it in place.

The woman in the fantasy cosplay, her voice a bit high and squeaky like she were always on the verge of a giggle, asked "You're lucky we noticed! Did someone lock you out, or…? Man, it's too damn cold to be out there, it's gotta be negative thirty, out there!"

"And that's before the wind chill," Kelly joked, glancing over at her.

"Hey, dad, we're locked out of the houseandthe car, we were hoping you'd come back and let us in, real quick." Aurora quickly, calmly said into the phone, "for now we're just gonna stay with the neighbours, okay?" After hanging up she, to her mother's continued mortification, spoke freely without considering how they might've been coming across to the neighbours. Maybe it was because they were all around the same age, Madison wondered?...She didn't think Aurora had made too, too many friends at her university, yet, after all. Earnestly, her daughter went on to explain "It's, ah, bit of a funny story. My dad forgot to leave the door unlocked for us, and then we kinda…Left our keys in the car after locking the doors behind us…"

The two newcomers all bellowed in understanding, cracking up into laughter, grinning right alongside Kelly as the trio gravitated that much closer to Aurora, perhaps intuitively sensing that the daughter were more open and personable than the mother. They sympathized, told Aurora they understood, that they'd all been there and that it sucked, remarked again how lucky it was that Kelly had noticed them, then introduced themselves. All the while, the fourth girl living there, the one obviously all in black, stood apart, quietly slurping on her slushie halfway between the kitchen and the front door. Given her loitering at a distance, she must've been curious about what was going on, yet all the same didn't feel inclined enough to really involve herself. No doubt she just wanted to get back to whatever it was she'd been doingbeforeall of this.

"I'm Maureen," the one with the blonde hair, caramel skin, and pink lingerie offered, "but I'm fine with just Reena, if you want. All my friends call me that!"

Pouting her lips and striking a cutesy pose, leaning over to hold a knee while flashing a peace sign right by her winking eye, the one with pink hair introduced herself with a low, dramatic "And I'mLightning,protag of three differentFinal Fantasies!" After a second of searching Aurora and Madison's faces for recognition, she knocked off the pose, standing there a little more sheepishly, grinning and mumbling "…But you can just call me Caroline, I guess…I mean, if you really want to. Carol's better. Lightning works pretty well, too."

Madison tried to keep her cringing subtle, but Aurora seemed whole-hog into it, actually engaging the girl in her ridiculous little game. As Kelly took the phone back from Aurora, briefly leaving to return it to the kitchen charger, Madison's keen eyes were finally clear to move onto the final housemate, and as soon as they had, she was taken aback. The chatter between her daughter and the other three, more overtly friendly housemates began to drown out, fading from Madison's ears. The fourth girl living there, the gothy one keeping her distance, noticed the mother's stare, eyes pausing on her's, the slurps she was giving at her straw trailing off.

Madison couldn't believe it, lips barely parting, flashbacks coursing through her mind. Thatgirl,she looked so familiar, she…Oh, God, it had been so many years, how could she have forgotten? The girl reminded her ofStacy,but shewasn'tStacy, Madison knew that, she just lookedsomuch like her – God, she could've been Stacy'sdaughter,standing right here in front of her nearly twenty years after Madison had left high school. It wasn't just in her fashion sense, either, but in her looks, in her facial features! Justfeelinglike she was seeing Stacy, again, had Madison's knees feeling weak, her legs trembling like jelly. She was going back there, again, back through time, right back to that place where she was shy and tongue-tied, right back into that box where she couldn't act on feelings to save her life. She'd never wanted to be back there, again, but it was so easy, so familiar – the feelings of helplessness, at the time, had been sointense.

She had no idea how long she'd been staring for until the girl had started raising an inquisitive eyebrow high, taking one last slurp of her slushie before letting the straw dip from her black, lipstick-covered lips. Madison, snapping out of her reverie as best she could, was coherent in time for the girl to, more bluntly than awkwardly, clear her throat, reminding her roommates she was, in fact, still standing there without an introduction, despite keeping her distance. The three girls glanced back, Kelly even grinning all the while, as the girl introduced herself, voice all moody mumbles as she announced "Hi…I'm, uh. Yeah, hi. I'm Annie."

Partway through the introduction, Madison had finally broken eye contact, realizing she'd probably been making Annie feel more shy or uncomfortable than she already must've. She remembered how Stacy had been and, fairly or not, naturally treated Annie the same, trying to read those cues of social anxiety. As soon as Madison's eyes had parted from her's, Annie had stopped staring back, eyes shifting up and around before finally landing back on her roommates. Carol's eyes subtly darted back and forth between Annie and Madison, smile steadily splitting into a grin. Kelly, too, must have noticed something funny, because she couldn't help giving a tiny titter as she appraised Annie, taking her in with eyes that briefly narrowed. Kelly gave Maureen a quick, sidelong glance.

Right on cue, Maureen all of a sudden clapped her hands together, gushing "Well, why don't we takeyou," she said, turning to Aurora, "and go make sure we're getting all our calls done, huh? Why're we all just standing around the door, huh?"

Madison, but especially Aurora, looked surprised as Carol suddenly descended on Aurora, the pixyish cosplayer only gingerly touching Aurora's arm, guiding the placid girl into coming closer in a bid to get her following along, hand shifting to her back once she'd started walking. "She's right," Carol giggled, "c'mon, come inside, take off your shoes and coat! You wanna check out myvidyacollection while you make your calls? Did anyone even pick up that first call you made? I don't have a lot of friends I can talk to about video games-"

Madison barely even protested, voice hardly there as she got out an unsure "But-"

"Annie, you can keep Aurora's mom company, can't you," Kelly suggested, smiling wide. Annie's expression was already sinking, a little, as Kelly quickly added "Oh c'mon, don't sulk, this shouldn't take more than a few minutes! Be a good host, get her some refreshment, make some new friends! Don't youlikemaking friends?"

Annie's brow started sinking at Kelly, and all over again, Madison was getting flashbacks to high 't liked the more boisterous extroverts, either. She'd gotten into catfights with the Head Cheerleader all the time; the more things change, the more they stay the same. Still, within moments, her daughter was being led up the stairs by these three women one step removed from strangers, and Madison was being left alone with someone straight out of her past, someone she'd never been able to let go of. Madison didn't move from her spot, straight away. Annie, similarly, seemed rooted in place, shyly looking towards Madison's eyes a couple times but always winding up looking away.

Eventually, Madison remembered herself, unable to help cracking into a little smile as she quietly said "…They get on your nerves a little, don't they?"

Annie broke out into an unexpected smile. "You could say that," she slowly replied.

Madison chortled. Loosening her coat, slipping off her boots, she asked "Do you mind if I take a seat while I wait?"

"Not at all," Annie answered, passively gesturing, giving Madison the all-clear to do as she pleased. "Here, come into the living room, I'll get you a drink," she offered.

Madison smiled. "Only if it's wine," she remarked. "I think I'm gonna need it, tonight."

Annie actually grinned in amusement, her black lips rimming her white teeth. "I think we're gonna get along great," she joked, turning for the kitchen once Madison had begun to follow.

Grabbing a big bottle of a surprisingly good red, given how strong it was, plus a couple wine glasses for good measure, Annie took Madison to the living room couch and sat at a friendly proximity, pouring the both of them a full glass. The chitchat came easier by the second, the two mostly gossiping about Annie's roommates around commiserating over Madison's current predicament. When Annie saw how quickly Madison had gotten down her first glass of wine, practically tipping it back and guzzling it all like it were a weak beer, Annie's eyes widened, a pleasantly surprised chuckle coming out of her. As soon as the wine had gotten down, Madison winced and gasped out "It's been so long since I've drank, I think I needed this!"

Annie told her she didn't mind, that it always took her ages to go through her wine because the only other person in the house who drank, a little, was Maureen, so Annie invited Madison to have as much as she wanted, promptly refilling her glass to the brim. Madison had already gotten her second glass to the halfway mark by the time Annie had finished her first one, barely registering how quickly her head had begun to swim. Shit, strong stuff…But, she'd handled worse, in her youth. Eventually, though, her sense of civility, as it often was with alcohol, began to slip. Her tongue loosened, her memories kept coming back, and eventually, she couldn't stop her eyes from wandering.

It wasremarkablehow much Annie looked like Stacy had: eyes an icy blue, a bob cut dyed stark black with some purple streaks in her bangs,thickblack makeup ranging from eyes ringed black like a raccoon's to inky black lipstick, a snowy pallor to her complexion making the dark wardrobe stand out all the more. Her low-cut top, decorated across the stretched-out chest with some band's loud, neon-filled mascot, had fishnet sleeves that hooked over her thumbs, her skirt was solid black but for the crimson pleats, her smooth, milky legs had been sheathed in fishnets ending in thick, black bands ringing her plump thighs, and black leather boots had been secured around her feet, fastened with perhaps an excessive number of buckles. The rings decorating Annie's fingers even had the same sorts of symbols Stacy's own jewellery had had: an Ankh, a skull, a cobra, even a ruby pentangle star, flipped for the inverse and ringed with ebony.

Fashion wasn't the only thing Annie seemed to have in common with Stacy: herfigurewas just the same, too, with an amazing pair of breasts filling out that top, big enough to get in the way and be a nuisance, not to mention curvy hips and anenormousbutt – the damn seat cushions on this girl could've padded her from a second-story fall. Good God, she was just as much of a stunner as-

Although she was smiling, Annie couldn't help mumbling as she innocently pointed out "You keep looking at me, all over…You're kinda making me shy."

Madison perked up, somewhat glazed eyes slow to catch on.

Annie continued, arching an eyebrow. "You act like you've never seen the goth look, before. Am I really that weird to you, or are you just checking me out?"

"Oh no," Madison hastily blurted out, self-conscious but too tipsy to keep herself. Getting called out had her mouth running, the older woman hurriedly confessing, without a second thought it might be added, "no no, please, I'm sorry, it's not that! I really didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything, I promise, it's just…Well,this a little embarrassing, so please don't take this the wrong way…You remind me so,somuch of a girl I used to know in high school, it's honestly just incredible." Staring more openly now, Madison gently shook her head, eyes going up and down Annie's body. "It's like she's come right back out of my old English class memories and shown up right here in front of me," Madison gushed, eyes wide and blinking hard for emphasis.

For just a moment, Annie looked like she wasn't quite sure how to react, but after that one moment, she must've chosen flattery and curiosity over discomfort. "…Tell me about her," she asked, taking a big sip of her glass. "How did you know her? What was she like?"

Madison's eyes briefly widened at the unexpected inquiry, the woman immediately feeling bashful, face feeling hot from more than just the alcohol. Averting her gaze, she hemmed and hawed, explaining "Well, uh,ahem…She was a friend, she was there for me like nobody else was, back in high school."

"Uh-huh," Annie prodded with a thoughtful smile, briefly considering her wine before tipping it back and steadily draining her glass dry.

"We lost touch when she moved away," Madison explained, eyes going down to her lap, lips barely moving, now. "But she was a friend and like more, when I needed it. The saddest thing was, nobody knew we were friends – we had to keep it a secret, we were in completely different social groups. She was one of the outcasts, and I was more…Well, Stacy used to say I was one of the rich, preppy kids, and I could never think of a reason that proved her wrong. Plus, my parents would've disapproved."

"Like more, hm," Annie repeated, eyes becoming heavy-lidded, easing partway closed in a smouldering gaze.

Madison was sure she was going crimson, now. "We were close," she tried to say, her intonation suggesting that it'd been nothing, purely innocent, no need to dig any further.

Annie didn't let herself get deflected. She propped her elbow up against the backrest to the couch, setting the side of her head in her hand. Passively, making sure to be as soft-spoken as possible to help maintain the older woman's comfort level, she quietly pointed out "Sounds like it. Sounds like lovers, to me."

Madison's old defences resurfaced. "No, never, I-"

A loud series of giggles, upstairs, suddenly perked up Madison's ears. She would've sworn she heard somebody gasp "She's got a," got asomething,but she couldn't be sure. God, they hadn't just figured out her little girl'ssecret,had they? She had always been so shy about it-

"Ignore them, they're fine," Annie quietly instructed, shifting in her seat, sliding closer to Madison until she'd been directly next to her, hip touching hip. When Madison looked over in a hurry, the tiniest bit startled over having her personal space entered bynot-Stacy,she found herself mesmerized by the goth girl's eyes, now suddenly so much more confident than they'd ever seemed, at first. Smiling wider and wider, Annie quietly reassured "It's okay if you had a girlfriend, in high school. Everyone experiments at some time or another, it's natural."

Madison's lip quivered, mouth opening and closing once or twice as she tried to interrupt and deny it all away, but Annie simply didn't give her the opportunity and Madison simply didn't fight her for it.

"I've had girlfriends, before. Ilikebeing with girls. Didn't you?"

Madison stammered, but didn't squirm away. "N-No, I wasn't, we weren'ttogether-"

"But I bet you did things, together."

"That's…I-"

"Let me get this straight," Annie slowly uttered, eyebrow rising, grin widening. "My neighbour's sexy mom comes over and tells me I remind her a lot of a girl she used to be ultra-close with in high school, an unforgettable relationship they had to hide from everyone, and you're going to look me in the eyes and tell me youdon'tlike women?"

Madison stammered unintelligibly. Normally, she was never at a loss for words. Now, she didn't knowwhatto say. Annie thought she wassexy?

Annie waited for a couple seconds, grinning until, without warning, she'd started grazing a hand across her own chest, overtly stroking a particular spot over her left breast. "Did Stacy have boobs like mine," she quietly asked. "I bet you loved them."

Madison's eyes were uncontrollably drawn towards the spot Annie was rubbing, jaw dropping open and eyes steadily widening. No matter how black that shirt could've been, it never would've been able to hide the firm shape poking through the fabric, at least an inch long like a cherry trapped beneath the fabric. When Annie saw how flushed and speechless Madison was, rooted in place and practically quaking over her spot on the couch, she knew she was getting to her – andpounced. Without standing on ceremony, she started shifting in her spot, getting over her knees until she could lift one over Madison's lap, making the woman gasp when she suddenly dropped down and straddled her lap.

Madison heard the squealing and giggling coming from the second floor, not to mention the steadily risingcreaking,but Annie was totally dominating her every ounce of focus and attention. Heart absolutely pounding, ears burning, body even beginning to sweat out of nervousness, the milf came across more like a shy, flustered teenager as Annie slid her hands to her shoulders, looming over her with her tits brazenly close to the mom's face. An anxious dew began to well in Madison's eyes, but the thought to struggle or resist never even came into her mind. Annie's grin relaxed, lips parted in a seductive pout as she ran a couple fingers through Madison's hair. "You really miss her, I can tell…Well, I'm not Stacy, but you can call me that, if you want."

The dew in Madison's big, vulnerable eyes began to trickle down her cheeks in thin rivulets. The glaze in her eyes, now, was from more than just alcohol. Slowly, gingerly, she started lifting her hands to Annie's thighs, her hips. "I'm…" She recollected her nerve, then mumbled "Young lady, I'm married, my daughter's right upstairs-"

Annie grinned so wide, her eyes went half-closed. "And judging by that bed creaking, they're already getting busy fucking your little girl's brains out, probably on camera, too. Why'rewetaking so long, you think I don't have viewers, too? C'mon, don't you wanna help me make some money?" Madison blinked – she had no idea what Annie was talking about, too thrown for a loop to put two and two together. She'd never seen the blinking red light in the corner of the living room, never noticed the closed laptop and active webcam, neverconsideredthe possibility that she'd been living next to four active, andpopular,camgirls, never would'vedreamedof finding herself playing accessory to a live sex show broadcasted across the internet…Let alone finding out herdaughterhad done so, knowingly or not.

Instead, all Annie had to do to totally demolish the last of Madison's silly little self-consciousness was lift a hand to her mouth, form a crass "V" with her fingers, and extend herlongtongue, her pink, slippery mouth-muscle giving a dextrous curling upwards through the air, thenanother,before at last withdrawing into her mouth. Madison's eyes had completely glazed by then, easing half-closed. Holyshit,this girl's tongue was so long she could've licked the goddamn bridge of her nose! Madison squeaked, incoherently – when was the last time she'd had her pussy eaten? God, when was the last time she and her husband had evenhadsex,anysort? Annie grinned behind her fingers, then extended her tongueagain,the multi-inch thing stained blue from her slushie, wiggling around in the air as Annie leaned closer and closer towards Madison.

As soon as Madison had slid her hands around Annie, starting to go for a squeeze at her ass, Annie knew it was time. She dropped her hands to Madison's shoulders, closing her eyes, coming in tongue still extended, finding Madison utterly defenceless, desperate to be taken, to be explored,played with. Those lips did nothing to stop her as she slid her long tongue right through them, Madison's entire body shuddering as soon as that hot, slippery,sweetthing invaded her orally, swirling against her tongue, coiling around it, exploring her mouth, massaging against her until Madison could memorize the sensation of the textured top and smooth underside. Madison's eyelashes began to flutter as her eyelids flickered, eyes slowly rolling back as the woman foughtonlynot to be overcome by the sensory overload.

As her hands tightened against Annie's squishy ass, fingers sinking into her through her skirt, her tongue finally began to reciprocate the oral wrestling match, coiling back against , Stacy…She'd missed you so much, over the years…The passion you'd had, together…You'd understood her like nobody else…

The kissing went on for a minute, but Annie was no amateur. She didn't make the mistake of letting it become a marathon, eventually sliding that long tongue back out of Madison's gasping mouth once she knew the gorgeous, curvaceous milf was absolute putty in her hands. Pulling her head back, breathing hot and heavy from the steamy makeout session, she'd started grinning like a barracuda as she'd slowly,deliberately,risen to her feet. "I can tell you liked that," she teased, hands trailing down her shirt until she could start pulling it past her head. Madison sat there, staring, too transfixed by all the skin coming out in the open to do much of anything beyond watch and pant.

Once Annie's shirt had fallen to the floor, Madison's hands had started balling against her clothing, clenching into anticipatory fists. Intentionally or not, the move wound up inching up her tight skirt, showing the thick bands where her nylons ended and garter belt straps began, so tight they put delicious valleys in her thick thighs. Not only was she just as busty as Stacy had been, but Annie had something Stacy hadn't:pierced nipples,silver barbells decorating her hard, pebble-sized nubbins, standing out like chrome against her big, pink areolae. It was so goddamn trashy,shewould never get anything like that, but Madisonlovedseeing it on other girls – it made her burn up, inside!

As Annie unzipped her skirt and let it drop down to the carpet around her ankles, showing off her black lace thong and extravagantly obvious cameltoe in the process, she cooed "Lemme tell you what we're gonna do…"

She leaned over, propping herself up over Madison's lap, hands already easing her knees further and further apart much to Madison's breath-hitching excitement, every inch her legs moved further apart only hiking her skirt all the higher. Breaths getting huskier, the goth asserted "I'm gonna go down on you and get a good, long taste of that milf-hole, okay? I'm gonna tongue that clit for a while, then start getting at that G-spot with my tongue – that's right, you think I can't do it? Done it before, can do it again. After I'm done tonguing that pussy and making you gush - and it's gonna take me awhileto be done with you, don't you worry, I love teasing and working a girl up before giving her more thanone- you're gonna hold your legs up for me and let me get a taste of that ass, okay? I'm gonna have you in tears ages before I'm done, babe…"

At the mention of ass-play, ass-to-mouthmore specifically, Madison's wet eyes widened, but she only gave a little nodding, whimpering. Annie smiled broadly; let her take charge, baby, she won't steer you wrong…

The camera got a good, clear view of Annie slowly dropping to her knees, pushing Madison's legs as wide apart as she could get them without just throwing one leg up onto the couch, encouraging the stressed mom to lay back and let her get at all the spots she and her husband, both, had been neglecting. Madison, too enthralled by Annie to look anywhere else but her face, bit her lip and watched the goth curl her skirt up higher and higher until Madison's damp heat had finally been exposed, her soaked underwear riding so deep into her womanhood that her lips were practically pinching it in place. Annie let one arm cross her own body, hand happily preoccupying itself dipping into herownunderwear as her head steadily sank into Madison's lap…

Madison's head slowly leaned back, eyes briefly closing as she internally readied herself to be taken, to having her mind blasted by sensations she hadn't experienced in nearly a decade…Then paused, eyes stuck on the ceiling for a split-second. Her eyes shot back down, at long last finally picking out the blinking red light on the other side of the room, the webcam steadily trained on the two of them from a far-off corner of the living room. Madison's eyes began to widen, a gasp about to catch in her throat when Annie pressed her soft mouth and hot, wet tongue right up against Madison's even hotter,wettermound, tongue immediately running across her firm button of a clit on it's way down, getting not just her buzzer but some of her pink, too, the goth getting a taste of her milf conquest's honeypot as she pinged her pearl.

Madison's gasp transformed into a long, low, howling moan, hands darting overtop Annie's head, eyes rolling back as she locked her in place, sealing her young seducer's mouth against fuck, it was too good, she didn't care if Annie were recording! You finish what you've started, young lady! Don't you dare work her up for nothing!

Madison might've felt differently if she could see the screen to the closed laptop. The live feed from Annie's incognito camshow was exploding with comments, the number of viewers climbing like a rocket screaming into the sky. Notifications were exploding in her broadcaster's accumulated rewards section:

"Congratulations, you've broken your record for highest number of concurrent viewers!"

"New subscribers - 250!"

"Wow, you've hit $500 in donations tonight, keep it up!"

"Congratulations, you're now tonight's Most Watched Cam!"

"Congratulations, you're now tonight's Top Rated Show!"

"Wow, you've hit $750 in donations tonight, keep it up!"

"Viewers MAXED OUT – 50k limit reached!..."

~~End of Ch. 1~~

Chapter 2: Poor Little Rich GirlNotes:

(See the end of the chapter fornotes.)

Chapter Text

Top Rated Show

Part II ‑ "Donations Capped Out"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: December 31, 2020

Madison's breaths came quick and shallow, a wince of pleasure briefly contorting her face. Annie, eyes up and head tilted back, grinned into a quick, breathless chuckle, tongue steadily sliding back and forth, an expert rolling turning into a slithering. A shudder coursed the older woman's spine, toes curling as her fingernails dug into the couch armrest. When Annie shortened her motions into quick flicks, she homed in squarely on her conquest's pearl, lip and chin pressing into Madi's peach more and more as she had her way with her. Madison let her head hang back, eyes barely even open as she basked in the sensation, body delicately tensing here and there without warning, electricity coursing her every muscle from the goth's practised pings against her buzzer.

When the seated woman's free hand drifted overtop Annie's head, the younger woman grinned again, holding in a laugh. She wanted to glance back at the camera, give a knowing little look or maybe even a wink if she were feeling cheeky, but she didn't bother risking drawing the mom's attention to the room-facing webcam atop her laptop, the thing barely open but a crack, the screen black and unobtrusive in the dark living room corner. She hadn't really tried hiding the thing from Madison, she'd bluntly commented about viewers and helping the goth make some cash, and Madi hadn't seemed bothered - certainly not enough to cut things short, at least. Still, it wasn't a sin to keep quiet about the fact that she'd left her laptop webcam idling for the pre-show, right?...

Instead, she swallowed her laughs and focused her attentions, positively throwing herself into it. She hadn't gone down on a girl in…Shit, had it been two years, already? Where the hell had the time gone? Felt like just yesterday she'd gone down on Destiny for thatgirl-on-girl vid,for crying out loud! Oh, well…She was sure Madi, here, would help her make up for lost time. Her grin fading, she closed her lips down around Madison's firming clit and gave it a gentle suckling, a delicate pursing and pulling of her lips, feeling the pearl effortlessly glide free from her sensitive, lipstick-covered lips, the tiniest tremble shooting through Madison's thick thighs as a quick breath was sucked in through her mouth. When Annie kept it up for a few more sucking kisses, Madi's hold on Annie's head gently tightened, a soft "Oooh" vibrating in her throat.

"You like that," Annie quietly asked, eyes easing shut as she let herself go, mind sinking deeper and deeper into the pure, carnal joy of satisfying another, of the pleasure in pleasing, of experiencing another so intimately and animalistically. She could do this all day…

Above her head, she could hear Madison give out the tiniest sigh, a steamy exhale of embarrassment at the question, of exhilaration at giving a revealing answer. "Yeah," she quietly admitted, raising her head, looking down at Annie with glassy eyes, a dreamy smile on her face. With Annie so close to her body, she couldn't help but have to look at her from past her chest, her cup size big enough to get in the way despite how much she relaxed into the couch – at least with her clothing on and her bra pumping them up and together, anyway. If she were feeling even a little randier, she might've pulled off her turtleneck and slipped her bra up to her collarbones, simultaneously giving Annie some eye-candy to fawn over while making herself feel like even more of a dirty girl, too lewd and horny to stop herself.

In truth, it wasn't even a matter of if, but when; sheknewit'd happen, eventually. She hadn't even slipped out of her suit jacket, yet…It was only a matter of time before she'd started overheating, before she'd started feeling muggy and sweaty, before she simply couldn't help stripping out of her clothes. Afterthat,the chief temptation she'd have to fight off would be the urge to stand over Annie and just grind her crotch into the younger girl's mouth until she squirted against her face, but for now, the blonde milf was happy to be tended to, to be pampered and adored and spoiled for the first time in ages, inyears. She watched Annie savour her taste, eyes closed and eyelids occasionally flickering, head gently shifting and bobbing as she worked her tongue into and across the upscale woman's tragically under-loved petals, a tiny moan drifting out of the goth just loudly enough to vibrate against her quim.

When Annie opened her eyes and looked up at her, making eye contact, Madison's face burned, but she was too entranced to look away for more than a second. Her ears burned – the eye contact was confrontational, teasing, satisfying and beckoning all at once, the two women silently meeting each other's gaze as Annie gave another dreamy smile around her moving tongue. She wanted to tease Madison, and under ordinary circumstances, she wouldn't have held back on the banter. She would've told Madi it was okay to moan, to gasp, to call her Stacy and say all the things she wished she could've told her, would've asked her if her husband had ever been able to eat pussy as well as another woman could, as well asAnniecould. However, she was all too aware how lucky she was to have had this opportunity; she had faith in her seduction skills, sure, but she'd really lucked out stumbling into this impromptucandid cameravid. No sense saying anything that might burst Madison's bubble with the needle of self-consciousness.

Annie finally flustered Madison too much for her to bear with but a simple wink, the milf's lips finally twisting in a shy grimace caught between a huge smile and a forced frown. Hands moving to her face on instinct, she reflexively tried covering her shame despite her glasses, head hanging back to better hide her features from her new, irresistible neighbour. The corners of Annie's lips rose in a quick grin, nostrils flaring as she gleefully drowned in the older woman's pheromones. She withdrew her tongue again, closing her lips for another sucking kiss at Madison's button, feeling the woman's knees give the tiniest twitching, the faintest flexing to try and shut against the stimulation before she'd caught herself. Annie paid it no mind, easing her head back, heavy-lidded eyes going down on that peach, soaking in the view, admiring it like a work of art.

Before her lay the holiest of holies, aching and pulsing to be filled, to be stretched, to getting tasted and pounded until the woman screamed her way into a gusher. Annie swallowed as she stared in reverence, the one hand dunked down the front of her thong constantly on the move, currently rubbing circles into her hot lips, body burning up bit by bit as her nectar seeped in subtle waves against her fingertips. She'd been occupying her free hand with pulling the older woman's silk panties out of the way, holding the basin to the side to keep it from interfering – eventually, she'd have to get around to sliding them down the mom's nyloned legs. Madison's vulva had already blushed a noticeable shade of red, her carefully groomed pubic hair maintained in a soft patch over the crown of her womanhood, too wide to be called a landing strip but too short to be called anything as lewd as abush.

The older woman's lips were moreouttiesthaninnies,all of it on display, every detail immediately visible: her delicately wavy labia, the glistening pink between, the button up above which the topless goth had licked into standing, the hood just higher still…And, perhaps most deliciously of all, the mom's winking dark star towards the opposite end below, the woman's leaned-back posture helping to make her rosebud that much more visible. Her every breath a hot wave against Madison's body, Annie couldn't resist: sliding her hand back out of her thong, she brought her arm into position, lining up the two fingers she'd been using on herself with Madison's pink, all too happy to make use of the way she'd lubed herself for the mom's benefit. She had no way of knowing that Madison hadn't had sex in years, not yet realizing quite how tight the woman's body would be. Naturally, she began easing inbothfingers, right off the bat.

She looked up a second after Madison drew in a little gasp, the woman's mouth hanging open as her head hung back, teeth lightly going on edge as the two rounded tips of Annie's digits sank into her pink up to the first knuckle, met resistance from how snug her glove was, dutifully slowed down, and went in to thesecondknuckle. When Annie gently wiggled her fingers in a littlecome hithermotion, delicately curling upwards so as not to scratch with her short, manicured fingernails, Madison sighed in delight, but when Annie added to the stimulation by wiggling the end of her tongue against Madi's clit, too, the woman gasped in sensitivity, hands finally falling from her face, coming to rest overtop her chest.

Her expression twisted as Annie sank her fingers in deeper, getting them in all the way up to the last knuckle, her two digits stretching wide Madi's tight peach. The look on her face couldn't have turned Annie on more: loving it, needing it, but unused to it and feeling some exertion from the effort, it was a labour of love for those first few rockings of Annie's hand, but eventually the woman had begun to relax a bit more, muscles and old instincts helping her accommodate the visitors inside her body. Once she'd loosened up a little, Annie withdrew her fingers, making no secret of it when she slid her fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean, grinning up at her newfound toy like a jackal. Madison was still red, but her heavy breathing and pleading, anticipatory stare told Annie the older womanexpectedher to keep going.

"Get those tits out," the younger woman quietly instructed, tossing in some delicate flicks with just the tip of her tongue for incentive. Madison hadn't needed any. Sweat already beading across her spine and cleavage, she sat up and slid off her suit jacket before reaching down, glazed eyes constantly avoiding Annie's own out of shyness before continually finding them, again, for approval, at least until Annie's tongue had suddenly sped up into harder revolutions against her pearl, anyway, twisting the woman's face into a brief, hissing grimace. Her tight expression disappeared behind her turtleneck as she pulled it up past her head, matching black silk bra coming out into the open, the woman sliding free her arms before dropping her turtleneck to the couch, ditching it just next to herself.

Without hesitation, with even the littlest bite of her lip, she'd tugged her bra up and slid it past her bountiful bosom, her hugemommy boobsspilling free and bouncing back into place, nipples so firm her areolae had even puffed up. Demurely holding her bra steady at her collarbones, Madison whispered "You miss my boobs, Stacy?"

"Oh, yeah," Annie quietly exalted, an excited grin on her face at the embraced roleplay. "I missed them so goddamn much, baby…"

The interest, the eagerness and adoration, the reassurance that she were wanted and needed, only sank Madison deeper into her yearning. There was only the here and now, no future anxieties or worries, no past beyond Stacy and that emotional, oh-so-formative period where she'd secretly been her's. Her family couldn't have been further from her thoughts, even sweet Aurora, still upstairs in the middle of all that giggling, slapping, and creaking…

Sitting up on her knees a little more, Annie didn't hesitate to bring herself closer to her gorgeous neighbour's body, Madison instinctually reaching her arms around Annie's head and shoulders to embrace her close. She loosely cuddled her as Annie brought her face to her right breast, tongue gently flicking across her firm nipple a few times before her mouth had come down over it, soft lips pressing into her tender areola as she licked at it a little harder. She took in a gentle suck, pulling her nubbin a bit further into her mouth for the lapping, pursing her lips and letting them press together as she eased her head back, soft, supple lips gently squeezing down on the milf's pebble of a nipple before it'd finally popped free.

Annie grinned at the delicate smudges of black she'd left on the older woman's areola, tingles flushing through her at the idea of marking this married woman as her own. Madison opened her eyes, looking down and meeting Annie's, the way the goth girl's downstretched arm kept shifting by her side provoking a gulp in the woman. They watched each other's eyes for a moment before, with a quick, breathless grin, Annie instructed "Kiss me and I'll tongue your spot."

Madison seemed to hesitate, for a second – only God knew what was going through her head, right then and there. One final thread of hesitation or reservation, perhaps? If so, it didn't last long. Annie, still holding Madison's underwear to the side, her spit-polished slit on display and ready for more attention, stayed still as Madison's hands immediately slid to the sides of her head. Holding her steady, she brought herself in, both women letting their eyes ease shut as their mouths met, lips already parting to infuse the embrace with another oral wrestling match. Madison's head swam; she knew she could taste herself onnot-Stacy'stongue, but it only hitched her breaths and drove her crazy. Annie, meanwhile, whimpered into Madison's mouth, letting the arm draped down across her body fidget all the harder, all thefasterin excitement.

After a few moments of kissing, Annie let the hand she held Madison's underwear with shift, her thumb finding the woman's buzzer well enough for some quick wiggling to provoke an inwards gasp through her nose. The woman's head uncontrollably jerked back out of sensitivity, breaking the seal their lips had formed. Lipstick gently smudged against one another's own, foreheads a little shimmery with perspiration – Madison more than Annie, now, thanks to her efforts – Annie gently clenched her hand against Madison's underwear and got a loose grip on it, other hand sliding back out of her thong and ready to join in. "Let's get these off you," she quietly suggested, free hand already moving in for the waistband to the underwear. "I think they're just getting in the way at this point, don't you?"

"Yeah," Madison breathlessly agreed, knees limberly lifting up into the air, pelvis lightly tilting, all so Annie might have an easier time getting rid of her underwear. "I'm burning, I can't take it-"

Annie grinned. Oh, she'dtakeit, alright, and maybe not in the ways she expected, but most certainly in ways she'd never forget. With sudden, expert flicks of her wrists, she'd undone the straps securing Madison's nylons to her garter belt, then languidly pulled the woman's underwear off of her hips, down her lovely legs, and past her footwear, carelessly tossing her damp panties off towards her side without a care where they wound up. When Madison secured her own legs, holding them aloft by grabbing herself behind her own knees before splaying them open a little more for the gothy girl to get back in between, Annie had tofightto resist the temptation to tease her about it. Look howeagershe is, now! At first, she'd been so hesitant and shy, but now she was holding her own legs up for a goodpussy-eatingfrom theneighbour girl!

Hands pushing into the upper undersides of Madison's thighs, helping secure her in place by pressing into the spot where her thighs met her cheeks, Annie gleefully got the tip of her tongue pressing into Madison's pink, thumbs spreading the woman's vulva a little wider as she steadily began snaking her slippery mouth-muscle into her neighbour's love canal. Madison flinched, eyes wide as she huffed air, a rapid series of "Ooh! Ooh! Ohhs" squeaking up out of her in utter surprise, the absolutely alien sensation of something so molten hot and prehensile working into her completely taking her by surprise. Mouth open decently wide, lips and teeth delicately pressing into Madison's mound, Annie took her time, tongue skilfully working back and forth over every inch on the way deeper still, all until she'd found thespot.

When she did, she'd knew without a doubt she'd found it by the way Madison's eyes bulged, lips a puckered ring as her cheeks puffed, crimson face shimmery with perspiration as a high-pitched whine rang out from her throat. As soon as she'd found it, Annie's breaths intensified, the woman panting in excitement as she wriggled and squirmed the end of her tongue against it, pushing upwards with all her might, tongue roughly working back and forth in quick, jerking motions. Madison's legs began to twitch in the air, feet quivering, jaw clenching and eyes rolling – Annie knew she wouldn't be able to last long, not with a tongue literally grinding her G-spot, sure as hell not after all that clit-tonguing!

Still, she paused for a moment, grinning around her extended tongue as she felt Madison's body barely rock in desperation, the woman whimpering and wailing like a slut half her age as she tried bringing herself past the point of no return, tried flexing her insides and shifting herself to fuck herself over that tongue. "N-No, don't stop," Madison begged, a little sob catching in her throat as she sucked in a breath to steel herself, ready and willing to exert herself to extract even a little more pleasure. Annie just let her hot, humid breaths wash out against that sopping wet quim before, at last, she resumed, tongue abruptly figure-eighting against the woman's G-spot. It was one motion too many for the brain-blasted lawyer.

Annie could feel,taste,the flexing waves coursing through Madison's inner muscles, could see her expression tighten up as her eyes screwed shut, could feel the way she held her breath as her mouth fell open, had to fight her from locking her thighs around her head. Annie gave her no leniency as she worked her way into the mind-wiping climax, continually working her tongue into the texture of her walls, rapid-fire fucking her just over her G-spot…Which, of course, only made Madison veritably writhe over the couch. She couldn't hold her breath any longer, the woman immediately descending into gasping cries, into nonsensical begging for mercy, into desperate wails and squeaks provoked by the sensations rocking her. The woman, teeth grit and bared, drool beginning to dribble from one corner of her mouth, head quaking and eyes beginning to roll back, stopped trying to lock Annie's head in place, instead trying to desperatelypush her away.

No more! Oh fucking Christ, she's so fucking sensitive,stopit Stacy, she's never cum so hard-

Her position and helpless desperation only succeeded in pushing Annie's head a little further down as opposed to further away, and Annie, all too happy to expand where she tasted, took advantage of the motion to move on to hersecondtarget. She was always going to eat out that ass, she'd always been planning on tonguing the milf's dark star, but maybe Madison had figured it was simply dirty talk, that Annie would feel satisfied after the first one? Oh, no. Not so, sweetheart. Annie was anexperiencedfuck-buddy, not to mention akinkyone. You've probably never been with someone who liked torturing through pleasure, before,haveyou, Madi? What could be more exciting than pushing someone to feel better than they ever have before, what could be more intense than forcing someone to exceed their sexual limits? You thought you knew pleasure, before. Youthought.

Using a bit of jaw muscle, Annie simply withdrew her tongue, slid it further down, andpushed,forcing her tongue into Madison's rosebud as soon as her tongue had gotten to her folds, had begun coating the woman's pucker with her saliva. Madison's whole body began to quake, eyes rolling back into her skull, breaths halting as sweat ran down her face. Her legs couldn't stop shaking, sweat beading under her pulled-up bra before sliding through her cleavage, her pussy absolutelyburningat the sudden switch in stimulation.N-No, Annie stop, aw fuck you actually did it! Not her ass, sh-she couldn't take it! F…Feels so g-!

Annie kept working her tongue back and forth, relentlessly massaging the woman's backdoor with her big, slippery lockpick, feeling the way she alternated between flexes tight enough to turn coal into diamonds and limp suppleness perfect for fucking. In seconds, she'd stuck her tongue even deeper, getting past the rosebud and into the woman's catacombs, entirely, her mouth-muscle swirling around against the inner walls. Madison abruptly threw her head back, crying out into the air, the noise cutting itself off halfway as the woman's face went slack – her ass wastoo sensitive,itscaredher, she was gettingviolated,back there! A split-second later, Annie had to screw her eyes shut, head pulling back in surprise as a warm, wetsplashabruptly gushed against her mouth, spritzing out like a goddamn geyser in an intense, if short-lived, squirt straight into Annie's pretty face.

So, youcanspray, honey! Does someone secretly have ananalfixation?...

Annie couldn't hold back her exhilarated giggling, the goth falling back and away just in the nick of time. Right as Annie had pulled back from Madison and landed over her rump with a thud, the living room carpeting tickling her all but bare ass, Madison had let her legs collapse downwards, her feet dropping into the floor as the insensate woman gasped and panted for air with an utterly blissed-out, damn nearcomatoselook on her face. Annie, eyes a little wide, a big, open-mouth grin on her face, couldn't resist stuffing her hand back down the front of her thong as she watched Madison's breathless gasping, her sweaty tits swaying from how hard the woman breathed, body still twitching as the waves of ecstasy and aftershock pangs of a brain-busting anal orgasm kept wracking her gorgeous, sensitive body. Annieneededit,now!

Arm grinding up and down like a piston, Annie's face steadily tightened: jaw slowly clenching tighter and tighter, lip steadily curling up, sweat streaking her face, eyes beginning to cross, her breaths eventually intensified, suddenly spiking into deep, hard huffs through her nose. With a cry caught between exertion and desperation, Annie worked herself into a climax of her own, thighs clenching hard over her own hand even as her arm refused to stop working, the goth closing her eyes as she jilled herself off into brain-popping fireworks. Face flushing a deeper shade of red by the second, her determination to get herself off as hard as possible rang loud and clear through her inability to stop regardless of her own sensitivity, the woman relentlessly assaulting her own clit until, at last, she'd collapsed, folding over until her forehead had bounced into the edge of the seat cushion sticking out just in front of Madison's crotch.

Panting for air, listening to the way Madison did the same, Annie's eyes were closed, her whole body overheated and her libido, at best, only temporarily sated. After several long moments of the afterglow settling over her and leaving her every muscle as limp as jelly, the corners of Annie's mouth began to climb, an utterly victorious grin splitting her God, Madi…That was beyond good, you sexy slut. She'd be your Stacy anytime, any day…

…Madison's faculties returned to her only slowly, her mind fuzzy as reality slid back into focus following the brief fainting, the harmless blackout provoked by the deluge of bodily delight. She was still over the couch, her crotch still soaked and pulsing, her body hot and her clothing muggy. Annie had already started getting her own breathing under control, a tired giggle emerging from her as she stumbled back up to her feet. From the sounds of things, Annie was recollecting her clothing, no doubt adoring the way Madison was still so helpless, so breathless, reduced to mere putty from her first orgasm in years. Madi kept trying to find the will to move, but after experiencing a relaxation so absolute, she'd need to reallywantit to evenbegingetting around.

"Madi, you still awake? Did you faint? Hah, I knew I was good but notthatgood!"

The glasses-wearer groaned insensately, listening to the rustling and shuffling of clothing as Annie started redressing herself. Lifting her head, opening her eyes, her vision was blurry at first, but a few hard blinks had the world sliding back into focus. She could hardly shift herself over the couch, legs closing as she groggily sat up, watching Annie slip back into and zip up her skirt before pulling back on her top. Madi glanced around the floor for her underwear, but when she couldn't find them anywhere, she did the next best thing she could think of and simply reclipped her garter belt to her nylons, stumbling up onto her feet to better tug down and smooth out her hiked-up skirt. As she slid back into her turtleneck and suit jacket, her eyes rediscovered the blinking red light in the background.

Right as Annie noticed her rising, the goth girl smiled from ear to ear with heavy-lidded eyes. She finished smoothing out her fishnet sleeves and, with smouldering bedroom eyes, she started sauntering closer, trying not to grin as she purred "Morning, sleeping beauty. I think you liked that even more thanIdid."

"Is that thing actually recording," Madison quietly asked, old anxieties and inhibitions resurfacing as the afterglow ebbed.

Oh boy,wasit. Don't worry, sweetheart, she'll email you a link to the archive. Congrats on your debut in amateur pornography, by the way, that video will probably be a big hit on every mainstream porn site for years to come!

"Come here and give me a kiss before I wash my face," Annie gently instructed, smile finally splitting into a grin. You really slimed her, baby, c'mere and admire your own handiwork! Don't forget:youdid this! You should probably fix your lipstick, too…!

Madison couldn't hear the sounds from upstairs, anymore: no creaking, no giggling, nothing beyond the occasional din of a few people having a low, pleasant conversation. Her mounting anxiety was only escalated all the faster by Annie avoiding the question. "I said,is that thing recording?"

Annie held Madison's arms and went in for a kiss, and when Madison turned her face away, Annie simply kissed her on the jaw. Smiling innocently, looking her in the eyes, Annie cooed "What if it is?"

As soon as Madison's eyes began to fill with dread, darting around in thought, Annie chuckled and blurted out "Ohc'mon,I never hid it from you! I didn'tplanthis! Itoldyou I had viewers, I told you I wanted to make some money. Are you saying you didn't like it? None of those people will ever know you or meet you-"

Madison stammered, looking around, trying one last time to spot her panties as she desperately wiped around her lips, dabbing at the corners of her mouth. She was still too woozy from the wine combined with the insanely intense orgasm to spot them anywhere, but eventually, she'd simply given up, mumbling "I…I need to go, I need to get my daughter and…!"

Annie's face briefly opened up, eyebrows rising as her eyes subtly widened, grin falling away. Oh dear, we've got someactress' remorse,over won't do. Just as Madison was trying to turn away and get out of there, Annie was lightly taking her by the arm, catching her in a dead stop. "Wait, don't just go," she hurried to say, tone quiet and soothing. Madison stopped and looked back over into her eyes, face a more subdued shade of red, eyes uncertain, lips caught between twisting and pursing. Knowing full well she might've been crossing a line, Annie nonetheless thought it considerate to offer "I wanna see you, again."

Madison's eyes subtly widened, the woman's eyebrows giving a quick arching. "No," she bluntly blurted out, "Ican't,you know I'm married, I shouldn't have even done this at all, I can't do itagain-"

"Why not," Annie asked, a wide, sweet smile on her face. She let her one hand slide down Madison's arm to her wrist, delicately holding her within sniffing distance of taking her by the hand. The other hand moved for Madison's stomach, lightly drifting across her tummy on her way to her hip. Earnestly, she insisted "I know you had fun, don't try telling me you didn't. Youneededthis, webothdid."

"This…No, this wasn't right," Madison quietly denied, mind clearly awhirl, thoughts coming too quickly for her mouth to keep up.

"Why not? You have needs, too," Annie reminded, smile beginning to split into a grin. Her hand began to rise from Madison's hip, climbing up towards her bust, sliding onto a breast from over her turtleneck. Madison was already looking more flustered and overcome, but when Annie's fingers automatically went for her nipple and knew just where to find it, Madison couldn't take it, anymore. "If they're not being met, baby," Annie whispered, "I'd bemorethan happy to do it, I'd feelluckygetting a girl like you off-"

"Stop it, right now, that's enough," Madison quietly insisted, squirming away from Annie's hands, taking just the one small step back to discourage further canoodling. Christ, she could still feel the younger woman's saliva in her ass, warm between her cheeks and all-naturally lubing up her dark star – she could've been this girl's mother, for crying out loud! Annie wasAurora'sage!

Annie started to look a little contrite. Was Madi serious? She couldn't feel the conviction, but her walls had definitely risen. It'd just been some harmless fun, nothing serious, but try telling that to someone from an older generation. "Okay, I'm not trying to make you uncomfortable," Annie reassured, "but don't just let this be the end, come on. Can I still talk to you? Is keeping in touch too much?"

Madison's eyes went to the floor for a moment, lips in an uncertain twist before she'd looked back up to Annie's, a little resignation in them.

After a moment of silence, Annie smiled again, tone more hopeful as she quietly insisted "Come on, don't shut me out, Madison. I don't do this with just anybody, y'know. This was totally unscripted-"

"Okay," Madison quietly cut in, drawing in a breath, recollecting her strength. Annie trailed off, watching as Madison glanced around, finding a pen and scrap of paper before jotting something down. "Email's fine," she explained, handing the slip to Annie.

Annie smiled wider and wider, glancing down at the slip before looking back up at Madison's eyes. So, therewasa chance, then. Madison wasn't shutting the door on hercompletely.

"Here's my personal email. Just, ah…No, never mind," Madison added, dismissing her own thoughts midway, feeling flustered at Annie's reaction. All at once, the home phone began to ring, the two looking over in a hurry. Walking over, together, to the nearby recharging cradle, Madison took the initiative and grabbed the phone, her suspicions going confirmed when she recognized the number over the little display.

Answering the call, she hurriedly asked "Roger, is that you?"

"Madison? What's wrong? Aurora called from this number, said you two were locked out of the house," her husband answered, tone patient but clearly preoccupied.

Madison briefly closed her eyes. Hearing his voice felt like a little bit of a relief after what she'd just done, but at the same time, it wasn't nearly as potent as she might've liked. The guilt just…Didn't hit quite as close to home as she'd originally suspected it would. Part of her was annoyed that he hadn't immediately figured out he'd played a role in this and apologized, part of her just didn't care, anymore. She was still fairly drunk off wine, her body was still flooded with endorphins from her first taste of sexual satisfaction in years, and her mind could only cling to the hope that he weren't somehow Superman and could simply read her like a book through the phone.

"Yes, we're locked out…You didn't unlock the door for us, again, and we wound up locking ourselves out of the car. If it weren't for the neighbours, we would've been trapped in the cold. For God's sake, we would've had to go hang out at aStarbucksuntil you got home, you know how much I hate those hipsters and all the coffee-slurpers sitting there all day on their laptops."

Annie slowly started to wince as Madison ran her mouth. The more you talk, honey, the more he's gonna start figuring out you're a bit tipsy…

"It's gonna be okay," Roger reassured her over the phone, "I'm on my way back now. I'll let you guys in and unlock the car, but then I've really gotta get back to work."

Madison's face opened up a little, all contention or displeasure evaporating from her expression. In little more than an owl-like hoot, Madison breathed "Oh." After a moment of silence, she added "We'd really appreciate that, if you didn't mind."

"Well, I'm not going to let you two freeze," he reassured, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I should be back home in thirty to forty minutes, depending on traffic."

"Thank you," Madison answered, hesitating from hanging up, waiting to see if he'd tell her he loved her before she tried saying the same. Instead, as expected, he just hung up without another word. Some of the light he'd put back in her eyes dimmed, the woman's expression one of subtle resignation as her eyes eased partway closed, heavy-lidded from the disappointment. She hung up, quietly setting the phone back down into the cradle.

While the call had been going on, Annie had found another slip of paper and had started writing down her own email address, but without stopping and accepting the returned gesture, Madison had turned and walked out of there in a hurry, heading past Annie and up the stairs to the second floor of the house as she called for her daughter. "Aurora, we're leaving! Aurora?"

In a flash, she heard people moving in one of the upstairs bedrooms, the chatter pausing before resuming. Madison didn't waste time marching right up to the door the noise had come from, pushing it open and looking around, eyes scanning the interior in a hurry. Maureen was standing near the bedroom window, her hair noticeably tousled. Carol was off to the side, standing near the doorway to the attached bathroom, maybe half of her fantasy cosplay conspicuously missing – not to mention an enormous, shit-eating grin on her face as she pretended to fiddle with a leftover piece, transparently tryingnotto look like she'd just been caught redressing. Kelly, meanwhile, remained seated at the foot of the bed, an innocent smile on her face as she swiftly finished wiping at the corner of her mouth with a thumb.

Aurora, meanwhile, stood in the middle of them all, clothing noticeably more unkempt than when they'd arrived, just as out of place as her mother's was. The smile on her face, however, was far more jittery than Madison appeared to be, but all the same, she listened attentively as her mother reiterated "Let's go, Aurora, we're leaving."

All three of the resident camgirls gave a disappointed whine, Maureen's shoulders slumping as Carol finished pulling up a loose shoulder piece to her costume. Kelly's exaggerated frown and brief glance towards the floor suggested she wasn't particularly surprised, but still a little let-down, all the same. Aurora quietly cleared her throat, playing it off as nothing as she started saying "Already? But, we just got here-"

Briefly widening her eyes as she spoke, an undeniable sign from mother dearest that she wasn't to be challenged, Madison curtly explained "Your father's already on his way, Aurora, nowlet's go."

Maureen and Carol kept pouting, the latter subtly readjusting one more piece to her outfit. Kelly, meanwhile, reacted more smoothly, a smile suddenly sprouting on her face. "There," she commented, "Perfect! Happy ending! At least we could give you a phone, right?"

Aurora looked at her, her mother disliking the hesitation she could see on her face. Still, Madison didn't have to say another word before her daughter had played her part and started following along, and Kelly, at least, got up to her feet to politely see the two out. Madison took Aurora by the wrist as soon as she was close enough, keeping a protective grip on her as she led her down the stairs. Annie lingered there on the first floor, watching the two leaving with a bit of disappointment on her face, especially once she'd noticed how impossible Madison seemed to find it to look her way, now. She didn't even get a glance goodbye from over the shoulder.

Averting her eyes, trying to avoid the embarrassment of acknowledging that any sort of acknowledgement between the two of them could've existed at all, Madison avoided Annie, entirely, on her way to the front door. Kelly trailed behind, offering the typical niceties: was nice to meet the new neighbours, hoped they hung out again sometime, don't be strangers, all that sort of rot. Aurora tried answering in kind, but Madison could barely pretend to be polite long enough to get herself together and pull her daughter out through the front door. Things didn't get any better once Kelly'd quietly shut the door behind the two women, either. Taking Aurora back over towards their house, Madison'd marched her up to the front porch, gotten the two of them out of the worst of the incoming wind, and forced the two of them to simply haunt that spot like a couple of poltergeists, awkwardly waiting for the man of the house to come back and unlock the damn thing.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that not a single word passed between the two women, while they waited. It wasn't a short lull, either – mother and daughter remained just about side-by-side and yet entirely mute for a little over half an hour. Aurora, some awkward or confused expression occasionally knitting up or twisting her pretty features, would sometimes glance towards her mother and think about asking her what was wrong, about pointing out that if they were just going to wait they could've done so in the warmth of the neighbours' house, but between seeing her mother's anxieties writ plain across her face and dealing with herownround of over-thinking, Aurora simply couldn't find her tongue well enough to get out of her own head. Madison, meanwhile, was in the same situation, albeit perhaps with thrice the intensity. Everything about what'd just taken place…How did she even begin to grapple with it? Where had her feelings and reality parted ways?

Perhaps, if they'd spoken, the two women would've found common ground and been able to confide, to comfort one another, but when one deals with something so terribly outside decency and familial expectations, one tends to hide it for fear of the magnitude's aftershocks. How can one share the burden when one feels they've brought it upon themselves? How could Madisonpossiblyspeak of this, toanyone?If Aurora knew what she'd done…IfRogerknew…No, God no, she wasn't about to face that, wasn't about to try explaining these feelings that'd been simmering ever since high school, wasn't about to try airing dirty laundry and confronting herself. As Roger's car rolled up the street and slowly began to turn into the driveway, Madison drew in a slow, deep breath, marshalling her strength one more time, that day. She could do this. She just…Needed time. She just needed time and, by God, maybe some more wine.

"There he is, thank God," Madison breathed aloud, finally breaking her silence.

Aurora lingered in her self-consciousness. If only they'd realized how similar their situations had actually been, they might've been able to share the secrets suddenly weighing down their hearts. Instead, she watched as her father parked behind her mother's car, stepped out and, with a quick twisting of his emergency key for her trunk, had the car open enough for Aurora to climb inside, unlock all the doors, and regain her mother's keys from the ignition. Madison knew she must've been coming across fatigued as she thanked her husband and, for more than just the one reason, turned up the warmth in her demeanor, thanking him a little uncharacteristically profusely before even going so far as to venture kissing him on the cheek. If there was any real guilt to be dealt with, it was that kiss that betrayed it.

He seemed a little perplexed by the move, but positively so. All the same, once he knew they could both let themselves in, he left without much in the way of fanfare, coming across more dismissive than anything else. Leaving the way he had did nothing to simplify the things Madison was feeling. Once the two were safely inside, Aurora separated herself and disappeared into her bedroom, and Madison, meanwhile, disappeared into her glasses. The woman drank more than she should've, more than sheknewshe should've – she wouldn't have been able to hide it from her husband, and part of her probably knew that, but most of her was too self-absorbed to care, too interested in dulling everything she was thinking and feeling to consider how it might've affected others.

At the very least, she was relieved Aurora was spending so much time on her own, no doubt studiously back to grappling with the final reports for her term. By the time dinner should've been rolling around, Madison had already numbed the worst of her anxieties and moved on to the bargaining stage, theself-appeasingstage, making justifications and self-soothing platitudes to tell herself that she didn't deserve to feel as bad as she did over something so small or excusable. She'd done a good enough job of it that she almost, at least in her somewhat drunken state, felt likerewardingboth herself and her daughter by ordering some comfort food for delivery, but when she got around to opening her laptop, mind still stuck deciding between pizza and Thai, she immediately spotted the notification she'd gotten about a new email.

Her eyes, a bit glassy from all the alcohol she'd had going from one end of her body to the other, found the system pop-up ready and waiting in the corner of her screen. She didn't recognize the email address the message had come from, but the subject line was all the indicator she needed: "Hope you're warm, now!"

Madison swallowed some excess saliva, dry throat clicking. The timing was no coincidence, it'd come from Annie, no question about it. Madi clicked on it, watching as her laptop's email application pulled itself open, opening right to the email in question. Madison's eyes followed every line, mouth steadily feeling all the more dry as she went:

"Hey you, hope you're in out of the cold and feeling better. You and Aurora are all the four of us can talk about, right now – you both left big impressions on us all! I haven't met somebody like you in a long time, you know. I know you probably won't believe this, but I'm not as friendly as all that with just anybody. You started off confidently enough, I hope it wasn't me giving you the cold feet at the end. Let's talk about it, okay? I mean, if you want."

Madison deflated with a sigh through her nose, draining the rest of her glass, just about wobbling in her ,sweetheart, it wasn'tyou– can't you understand? It was alotof things, don't blame yourself-

"You definitely left in a big hurry – next time, take your time! :) I don't know what you're so scared of, but that's okay, I'm a pretty patient girl * Considering the laughs we had over the wine, I'd say you're worth it. I don't want to say too much in case this is a bad time or this email isn't totally private, but I just wanted to say that I had a lot of fun and I think it'd be a shame if we never got to talk, again. I'm sure you know more wines than I do. Introduce me to some!"

Madison bit her lip and looked away from the email for a few long moments, the internal turmoil ignited anew. No matter how she felt, she couldn't let it get in the way of what was right and what was wrong. Still, Annie's so sweet and understanding, just like that secret side Stacy'd had…Well,sweet when she isn't aggressively seducing women twice her age and trying to do all sorts of awful things with that tongue of her's, anyway. Stacy'd been that way, too…Knew whennomeantkeep going,knew how to take the initiative out of Madison's hands and the anxiety off her shoulders. Madison found herself breaking out into a little laugh at just the memory, face feeling a little warm as she let the tiniest smirk of a smile creep up onto her face. Silly girl, chasing an old mom so readily. She couldn't deny the compliment. Didn't Annie know she could do better? Her eyes drifted back over onto the laptop screen, finding the final few lines of text.

"You don't know it yet, but our collab has actually been my most successful project yet, and by an unbelievable margin, too! Like, I'm actually stunned! I've never made this much cash in one shot, before – they actually capped out my donations at one point, you believe that shit? I didn't even know they could do that!"

Madison's smile faded. Oh, God…How many peoplesawit? More than ahundred?

"If it makes you feel any better, I wanted to buy you something as a thank-you! Dinner, wine, a necklace, doesn't matter to me. I'll let you decide! Get back to me soon, okay? – Stacy 3"

Madison's face had already begun to flush, stomach tingling as she glanced over her shoulder, unsure if the noise she'd heard had been her imagination, the creaking of a suburban home in the way of a snowstorm, or Aurora moving around somewhere that had a clear view past Madison to the laptop screen. Madison wasn't sure if she'd answer Annie then and there; her emailwasprivate, so she could take her time answering…Plus, she was far from the right state of mind, for this. Inherinebriated condition, she'd probably try telling Annie the night isn't complete untilshegets to do some taste-testing of her own. No, once she'd gotten her thoughts in order, she'd decide how best to answer her gothy little neighbour, decide how gently she'd let her down…Which, of course, she knew was the correct course of action, no matterhowinsistently that little voice at the back of her mind whined. Speaking before that would only feel premature, she felt.

Turning her gaze back towards the email, however, she noticed a postscript. Her eyes steadily began to widen.

"PS: I waited a little before shooting this off, and I'm glad! Guess who just finished archiving their own stream, too?...Hah hah, that's right, baby! :D Check outthislink if you wanna relive seeing your little Stacy, and check outthisone if you wanna see how neighbourly my roommates were with Aurora. Warning, both shows are super-ultra-omega NSFW! ;D Please come over again soon!...And bring Aurora, too!"

Madison's jaw began to drop open, eyes darting back and forth between the two hyperlinks. Again, she glanced over her shoulder, suddenly second-guessing whether or not anybody could see her. Confronted like she was with apparent evidence, she couldn't be too cautious. Grabbing her laptop, she quietly disappeared into her bedroom, silently shutting and locking the door behind herself before sitting over the edge of her bed, plugging in her headphones, and…Simply standing there, anxiety quickening her breath. After a few moments, however, she pushed herself into continuing. How could she stop, right there at the cusp?...She needed to know, needed to see, at least alittle. She needed to know if she'd imagined the things she'd heard, if she'd misjudged the things her eyes had shown her, if the reality attempting to sink in were only a falsehood.

Invading her daughter's privacy and confronting the thingsshemay have been hiding was so much simpler than confronting herself. Besides, didn't she have arightto know? The right, as Aurora's mother, to see if she'd done anything untoward, anything crass, anything unforgivable? She'd taken such pains to ensure her daughter had been raised with all the right morals, all the same morals she, herself, had been raised with – what if she'd raised a hypocrite, instead? All righteous indignation without feeling the slightest sting of irony or hypocrisy, Madison ignored the link to her own video with Annie – she didn't need to relivethatquite just yet – and readily clicked on the link promising an expose on her own daughter. As the page loaded, Madison slid on her headphones, sitting over her hip at the bed's edge.

As soon as the page had started loading and all the lewdest possible ads began filling every free inch of screen space, Madison's face was burning. The title to the archived stream, alone, was enough to put butterflies in her stomach, the tingle of shame playing down through her legs: "Surprise dick-chick neighbour gets tight pussy gangbang, TOTALLY UNSCRIPTED!" The tags were no better:female, lesbian, shemale, cunnilingus, fellatio, creampie, group sex, gangbang, amateur, cosplay, schoolgirl, lingerie, multiple orgasms…

Madison's mouth fell open, eyes widening as the video finished loading and automatically began to play. There it was, again: that hard, tummy-churning blend of visceral emotions. Shame, guilt, arousal, wanting, disappointment, excitement, embarrassment,freedom…They pointed towards herself, true enough, but the more that video began to play, the more Madison found herself in the surreal position of involving her daughter inallof them. The feed started off, in crystal clarity, with Kelly entering the room, Maureen, Carol, and most importantly of allAurora,trailing not far behind…

It started off so innocently, at least so long as one lacked the worldliness to read between the lines…Which, of course, poor, unsuspecting Aurora most certainly did. Kelly walked in continuing the chitchat they'd been maintaining on the walk up the stairway, coming into frame commenting "-I mean, I don't keep one of the home phones up here, I don't like risking some fuckin' telephone solicitor from the other end of the world waking me up at the crack of dawn, but if you wanna make more calls, you can borrow my phone!"

She dropped into a seat over the foot of her bed, the thick, fluffy pink sheets a nice match for the faded pink paint on the walls and nice, white carpeting. As she walked inside, Aurora chuckled "Hah, no, I totally get you. Just a cellphone's bad enough, I turn mine off at night."

Maureen slid in past her, while Carol brought up the rear and eased the door as shut as she could get it without fully closing it, a move Madison felt was deceptive. Look at them all: they must've already been planning it, been considering what they could and couldn't get away with, and Carol had probably figured that full-on shutting the door behind Aurora might've aroused some discomfort or suspicion. For a few moments, Madison took comfort in that; Lord, let her daughter have been too uncomfortable, let her daughter have had a stronger will than her, let her daughter have had higher walls than her…

"What kinda games you like," Carol asked, grinning and stretching in place.

Madison noticed Maureen move towards thePOV,subtly grinning at the camera as she shifted something close beside it – trying to cover the blinking red light that'd given everything away to Madison, no doubt. Aurora, still standing not far from the door, warmly explained "Ohh, y'know, I like RPGs and stuff, but a lot of the ones I get on my phone are always pushing me to spend money-"

"Urggh oh my God don't you just hate that," Carol blurted out in an instant, speaking so fast the entire thing had almost been the one thought. The enormous eyeroll she gave was caught on camera, the woman throwing her arms up and around with all the drama only a dedicated amateur actress could muster up. "See, this is why you need good gamer friends! Your first mistake was playing a fuckin'phone game,you've gotta play on something with halfway decent hardware, a good PC rig would-"

Maureen chuckled, rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms. "Here we fuckin' go," she remarked. Madison could mirror her exasperation. Goddamn kids and their goddamn video games, it's all Greek to a woman like her.

Madison skipped a little further along in the video, finding that almost everyone had switched spots: Aurora was now sitting on the edge of the bed not far from Kelly, Carol had just taken Aurora's black fleece from her, shaking out some of the loosest snow before hanging the thing up to drip itself dry. Maureen was in the process of taking out a boardgame, the four of them all chitchatting more and more amiably as time went on, but due to the cut, Madison couldn't really follow along. From the sounds of things, Aurora was in the middle of some lengthy story about herself or her family that everyone was following along on, occasionally cutting in with remarks about how they could understand before offering up some quick story of their own, a diversion that provoked laughter and giggling – could've been the laughing Madison had sometimes heard during her drinking with Annie, the mom considered.

She skipped ahead, a little more. By that point, the four women were all sitting together overtop Kelly's bed, playing whatmight'vebeen Monopoly…There were cards involved, at least, but judging by all the talking and laughing involved, it could've been some newer game the younger generations knew about, fuckingCards Against Humanityor whatever the hell it was these kids thought was entertaining. By that point, everybody was pretty well relaxed: Kelly lounged over her side across from Aurora, Maureen laid back towards Aurora's left and stretched herself out across the bed with total disregard for how much she was showing off in polite company given her suit oflingerie,and Carol sat to Aurora's right, effectively boxing her in over the bed, a few pieces of her cosplay already having been removed, apparently under the pretense of showing off to Aurora or getting her to try the outfit on, herself.

That's whenithappened.

Madison's eyes went as wide as saucers. She watched as Maureen and Kelly shared a sneaky smile, Maureen tossing a glance towards the camera. Acting preoccupied while she dealt some more cards, Kelly dropped her's by her pile, Carol's close to her own, Maureen's near her own but with a noticeably sloppier pass, and finally dropped one in Aurora's general direction, just a bit further away than she'd already done with Maureen. Aurora didn't think much of it and, sitting up a bit more in her cross-legged position over the bed, leaned forward to grab her card, shifting a bit forward in her seat –that'swhen Maureen struck. Madison couldn't see quite what it was that she'd done, but the end result was obvious: Aurora's skirt had been hiked up, slipping up her lap until she'd had a grade-Awardrobe malfunction.

Aurora gasped, eyes a little wide as she leaned back in her spot to check the damage, hands immediately moving to cover her lap. All three of the other girls immediately took the opportunity to stare right into Aurora's exposed crotch before she could even cover herself up completely, the little perverts, but before Madison could feel much in the way of frustration, she winced, hand shooting up to her headphones. ThegaspKelly had sucked in was piercing, the look on her face going wide and positivelydelightedas she blurted out "She's got a…!"

Under her breath, she finished her thought: "…That's a goddamn bulge!"

Carol, eyes wide, mouth agape like the universe had hit the pause button on her mid-guffaw, scooted up from the bed as she hurried over towards the bedroom door, finally shutting it with a silent turning of the doorknob.

Aurora shoved her hands deeper into her lap, eyes wide, face pale. "Oh God, please, n-"

Maureen shot herself up into a sitting position over the bed, eyes just as wide as Kelly's, disbelief plain in them. "That wasn't what I thought it was," she blurted out. Her tone gave away it was a rhetorical question: she knew what she'd seen, she just didn't believe it.

"It wasn't, I swear," Aurora tried to confirm, anxiety straining her tone as she blurted it out, embarrassment instantly flushing her face deeper and deeper shades of red, the girl's ears looking so hot they probably could've lit a match on contact.

"Bullshit, I know dick bulges when I see them," Kelly excitedly breathed, tone playfully derisive over the denial as her eyes shot back and forth between Aurora's eyes and her covered lap.

Aurora shook her head, talking faster and faster now, no doubt praying the situation would simply go away. "It's not a dick, I don't have a dick-"

Madison's eyes began to glaze, locked on the screen and soaking it all in. Her little girl was doing her best, but her poker face was terrible…Especially withthissecret. Madison gulped. She…Thought she knew what was going to happen next, but she couldn't stop herself from watching, at least not straight away. There was still time for Aurora to be stronger than she'd been, there was still time for Madison to be wrong…

"If you don't have a cock, let us see, then," Carol impishly suggested, tongue stuck out at Aurora as her hands fired into the shy girl's lap, trying to pry her concealing fingers away from her crotch.

Aurora gasped, a squealing cry catching in her throat, eyes wide. "No, stop-!"

…But the intonation to her voice, Madison knew all too well, was an almost playful embarrassment, apleadingembarrassment, one without fire, one begging to be dug tell, those threegirlscould tell, the tags and all the rest of the video wasproof…And, judging by the way Madison found herself squeezing her thighs tight enough together to strain her hip muscles, she knewallof her could tell where this video was gonna go. Her breaths came in short, hard huffs, her hand glued to her mouse, cursor hovering maybe ten minutes deeper into the video. Dare she open Pandora's Box? Once she rang that bell, she might never be able tounring it. She knew what must have gone on…Did she really need toseeit? Why couldn't she keep her heart from racing?

Aurora tried to struggle, but once the three other women had joined together and pried those arms up, once they'd gotten a good, clear view of the fat shape pushing out the crotch to her daughter's panties in a rounded bulge, they were going nuts, faces flushing and breathing getting husky.

"I'm getting the lube," Carol immediately blurted out, leaping off the bed.

Aurora covered her face. "Wait-"

Kelly's face began to light up like she was witnessing a miracle unfurl before her very eyes. "She's already getting hard, oh my God that thing's so b – wait, was that wet spot already there, before? Were you fuckin' pre-ing right in front of us?"

"Nooo," Aurora halfheartedly warbled.

Maureen totally lost her composure, first. Face a little slack, she bit her lip, already starting to pull her babydoll off as she muttered "Oh yeah, you couldn't tell? She was getting hard justlookingat me before, Iknewit! She was getting drippy right in front of her mom! I knew I could see her checking out my tits!"

Madison's mouth fell open, the adrenaline coursing her body running like quakes through her muscles. She…What?She'd been doingwhatright in front of her mom?

As the three women descended upon her little girl like sharks on helpless prey, Madison clicked ahead. Part of her thought that it'd be better if she glossed over precisely how it was her daughter had been put into such a compromising position, thought it might make it easier to forgive her if she chose to be ignorant to the how of it. Instead, she only made it worse. She never should've looked ahead, at all. When the video resumed, everybody's positions had drastically changed: Aurora lay over the bed on her back, Kelly straddled her waist, Maureen was sitting on the bed just next to Aurora's shoulder, and Carol stood not far from the foot of the bed, idly rippling her ass for the camera with the tiniest of hip motions, gently shaking and jiggling her juiciness without resorting to full-on twerking andass-dancing.

Kelly and Maureen were completely naked. Carol had stripped away almost all of her cosplay, getting herself functionally nude. Aurora, meanwhile, the poor little rich girl trapped in this camgirl gangbang, had had her skirt stripped off, her panties shoved into her own mouth, and her university sweater pulled up to her tits, her bra shoved up and out of the way so her pale sweater-puppies could come out to play. Now, all three of the camgirls were blushing, too…And, little wonder. Aurora had clearly been made aware of the stream, by that point. How did the mother know? As soon as the video resumed, her eyes metAurora's. Madison's heart sank, but second by second, the burning between her legs only reached an inferno.

Aurora was lying so close to the edge of the bed that her head actually hung off the edge, the girl's upside-down face staringdirectlyinto the webcam. Kelly, riding cowgirl with her hands behind her head, grinned like a barracuda as she bounced over Aurora's lap, grinding her hips around for some nice, deep thrusts into the university student's crotch, aggressively riding that pole for all it was worth. The experience had obviously been too much for Aurora to maintain her composure: not only was her face cherry red, but the glazed look in her eyes, the way her features noticeably tightened, the way she fought to keep her eyes from rolling back so she could be a good little girl and keep right on giving the audience eye contact and a clear view of her face as she got fucked…Well, it all made for a pretty damn convincingO-face,not the least for the choked whimpers, gasps, and hisses the girl gave against her underwear gag.

As Maureen pulled the panty-gag from Aurora's mouth, she murmured over the bed creaking: "Now, what do you say, sweetheart?"

In a breathless babble, voice wavering as she was forced past the edge, Aurora blurted out "Mommyyy, mawwwmmyyy, oh G-God mommy-"

Madison's hands trembled, a choked sound catching in her throat. Hearing Aurora say that word, withthatsort of tone of voice, rocked Madison to her core. She'd never heard her daughter sayanything,like that! She had to open her legs, shehadto – her thigh muscles were getting so sore, she couldn't crush them together anymore!

With a soft, sweet sigh, Maureen stood up a little, widened her stance, and turned around, immediately bringing her crotch overtop Aurora's face. Hands sinking underneath her head to keep the university girl steady, shesat down,planting her pussy directly into the woman's mouth for an impromptu face-sitting. Aurora gave a loud, approving moan, eyes finally rolling back, the faceful of pussy the last push she needed to completely lose her mind. Madison could see Maureen's thick cheeks give a quick flexing as Aurora got to work tasting the tanned woman, shoulders rising in a deep breath of satisfaction as the uni girl put her virgin mouth to work. Madison cracked. Hand dunking high under her skirt, she grit her teeth and panted through her nose, arm furiously working back and forth, eyelashes fluttering as a keening groan roared in her throat.

"Don't worry, honey, your mommies are gonna milk out every last salty drop," Carol quietly teased, hand visibly passing back and forth over her lap, gently tracing her lips, keeping herself occupied as she awaited her turn.

Choked gasps and cries caught in Madison's throat, the woman's eyes rolling back, one leg twitching as her thighs clamped down on her 'd…

She'd given in, too. Like mother, like daughter. Aurora had been no stronger, no truer to their supposed ideals. She'd even gone so far as to…To moan "mommy." She'd moaned for her mommy, right while Madison had been busy in the next room getting her holes eaten. Annie must've known. The ecstasy made Madison writhe over the bed.

She'd raised a slut! She'd raised a slut just like herself, a hypocrite for pussy! A girl who'd fuck in the next room from her mother while her slut mommy got her ass eaten by some big-titty goth!

Fireworks exploded in Madison's head, her arm slowing down into rough, sporadic motions. Even when a sudden wet spot began to expand over the front of her skirt, even as dark trickles began to course the fronts of her nylon stockings, Madison's arm simply couldn't stopfidgeting…