Subject:     My Mom's Best Friend 
Story Codes: Ff f-solo oral 
Diary Date:  July 30, 2002 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

She was my Mom's best friend and I've known her all my life.  Now she was 
visiting us for the first time in a couple of years.  I couldn't wait to show 
her much I had grown up!

Table of Contents:  
   Chapter 1 – Mom and Tammy (The Early Years)
   Chapter 2 – Tammy Today  
   Chapter 3 – Teasing Tammy  
   Chapter 4 – Talking With Tammy  
   Chapter 5 – The Hot Tub


Chapter 1 – Mom and Tammy (The Early Years)
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I was seventeen and enjoying the summer before my senior year of high school 
when I had an interesting experience.  Without a doubt my mom's best friend 
in the whole wide world is Tammy – not to be confused with my younger cousin 
Tammy.  This Tammy is a few months older than my mom and they’ve known each 
other since they were little girls.

Unfortunately, a few years ago Tammy’s husband was transferred to Oregon and 
so for the first time my mom was separated from her closest friend and 
confidante.  Since then they’ve relied mostly on phone calls and e-mail to 
keep in touch but they still manage to meet each other at least once or twice 
a year for a week or so.  Tammy’s husband travels a lot so she uses his 
frequent flier miles to purchase either her or my mom a plane ticket.  If 
not, my dad pays for the trips as he knows how much they mean to the both of 
them.

My mom always looks forward to her visits with Tammy but it wasn't until last 
year that I found out the whole story behind their relationship.  Like many 
things in my parent’s background, my mom waited until I started having sex 
with her before she confided everything about her and Tammy with me.  It’s 
important to understand this so before I go further so here’s a quick summary 
that might help in understanding what led to my most recent experience.

The first surprise my mom threw me was that my dad had dated Tammy for quite 
some time back in high school before he and my mom became an item. They 
started going out the summer after Tammy graduated from eighth grade.  At the 
time, my dad was about to become a Junior in high school so for him to date 
Tammy wasn’t exactly a thrill for her parents. Like most girls at that age, 
Tammy was proud that an older boy would take such an interest in her and 
defied her parents by continuing to see my dad.

As it turned out, Tammy’s parents “worries” were justified.  After only a few 
dates she and my dad had sex for the first time in her own bedroom while her 
parents were out for dinner.  It wasn't my dad’s first time by any means (my 
mom tells me that he had quite a reputation as a lady’s man at school already 
by then) but it was for her.  THAT surprised me as in all the time I’d known 
Tammy, I’d never even given any thought that my dad had been the one to take 
her virginity!

Needless to say, since Tammy was putting out for him my dad asked her out a 
lot after that.  I’d like to think that my dad wasn’t so shallow that the 
only reason he dated her was her willingness to put out.  From her yearbook 
pictures I can see that she was quite pretty so no doubt that had a lot to do 
with it.  Not that she isn’t still good looking but she’s not in the same 
shape as she had been in high school by any means.  Really, how many people 
in their late thirties are?  

Tammy’s not what I would call fat but more like just a bit overweight.  On 
the plus side the few extra pounds seemed to be heavily biased to it her 
chest so for a boob man like my dad that wasn’t too bad a deal.

One other comment on the virginity thing.  Tammy and my mom may have been 
best friends but that didn't mean they weren’t more than a bit competitive, 
especially when they were teens.  The way mom describes things it reminds me 
a bit of me and my cousin Kristi.

While my mom had sucked a boy’s cock once on a dare back when she was in 
seventh grade, at the time my dad and Tammy were screwing each other it was 
the only sexual experience so far that my mom had with a guy (other than some 
innocent groping in a movie theater).  Apparently Tammy was quite proud that 
she had lost her virginity before my mom did, somewhat to the annoyance of my 
mom.

When my mom finally did lose her virginity, it wasn’t something she could 
brag about to Tammy since it was her father (my grandpa) who took it!

My grandpa died when I was only eight so I don’t really remember a whole lot 
about him, but one thing I DO recall is sitting on his lap once and feeling 
him rub my butt gently with his hand.  He use to do that a lot from what I 
can recall, but it was all he ever did to me – at least that I can remember.

My mom told me that he was always looking at her and her sister (my Aunt 
Linda) as they were growing up.  He would hug them and touch them in ways 
their friend’s fathers never did but since he always did it, it wasn't 
something she thought was wrong or abnormal.

Without going into the details, to make a long story short my grandpa had sex 
with my mom at the beginning of her freshman year.  She’d just turned 
fourteen so while she may have lost it after Tammy in terms of the calendar, 
she was a few months younger at the time.

As a side note, my grandma knew all about what her husband was doing to her 
daughter.  While she didn't do anything to stop him, she didn’t participate 
in any way then or later, not even to watch.  It was sort of a “don't ask, 
don't tell” thing I guess.

Unlike my dad with regards to me, my grandpa made the first move on his 
daughter.  He started off by fondling her in her bed while she slept.  That 
led to him teaching her to suck his dick but eventually his lust took control 
and he fucked her in her own bed while her younger sister Linda slept soundly 
in her own bed across the room.

At first my mom was a bit scared and unsure about the things that he asked 
her do to him but the more she did it the more she grew to love those 
intimate times with her father.  She was a young girl and like most young 
girls she just wanted to make her dad happy.  Well, needless to say what she 
was doing did so then she was happy to do whatever he wanted.

As it would have been hard to hide it from her younger sister Linda - it was 
a miracle she didn’t wake the first time he fucked my mom although personally 
I still have to wonder if she was really asleep.  He eventually did fuck her 
the next morning before she got out of bed.

My Aunt Linda was only twelve at the time and still in seventh grade but 
since her dad was already doing her sister she went along with it.  It’s not 
so hard to believe as what younger sister isn’t always trying to copy 
everything her older sibling is doing?

As I said earlier, the whole situation with my mom and her dad was pretty 
complicated and I suppose I’m doing an injustice by summarizing it so briefly 
but that’s basically how incest got started in my family.  As a side note, 
both sisters continued to let their dad fuck them even after they got married 
and if it hadn’t been for an unexpected heart attack when he was 54, who 
knows, maybe he would have done his granddaughters as well!

For the next few months and into the next year that’s pretty much where 
things stood.  Tammy and my dad were dating while my mom and her sister had 
sex with my grandpa.  My mom dated a few guys at the time as well, but while 
she liked to give a BJ here and there she didn’t have sex with any of them.  
Most of all, she never told Tammy she’d lost her virginity so she wouldn’t 
have to lie about who had taken it.  Tammy and her were best friends, but 
even best friends can’t always say EVERYTHING to one another.

Because my mom and Tammy hung out together a lot, my dad got to see my mom 
quite a bit.  He was under the impression that my mom was still a virgin as 
Tammy kept him up to date on the status of most of the girls in school.  
Though I hate to say it, he most likely saw my mom at first as just another 
potential “notch” for his belt.  Of course today my dad loves my mom dearly 
but even he has admitted that when they first dated, she was just another 
pussy for him to conquer.

It wasn’t until a few months into the next year that he made a move towards 
my mom.  He had a pretty good thing going with Tammy who was putting out 
regularly for him and his friends whenever they wanted it.  Knowing my mom 
and Tammy were best friends, he probably didn’t want to do anything that 
might threaten his source of easy teen pussy.

Being a typical horny guy, despite having Tammy available whenever he wanted 
to get laid, eventually my dad wanted some fresh pussy so he asked my mom out 
on a date.  My mom knew he was dating Tammy and of course she knew he was 
fucking her regularly as well – in fact she made sure my mom knew it! 

At first my mom didn’t accept his offer but he pushed and pushed until 
finally she reluctantly agreed.  Knowing what he and Tammy were doing, it 
didn’t come as any surprise that their first date turned out to be at an old 
drive-in movie where he started groping her within minutes of parking.  
Things moved pretty fast and before the first movie was even over he was 
surprised to find she wasn't a virgin.  She told him she really was but that 
she had gotten carried away with a dildo and broke her hymen.  Boys will 
believe anything!

My dad was thus the second guy to fuck my mom as until then, she was only 
doing it with her dad.  I think even to this day in her mind he was her true 
“first” as sex with her dad was more about him than her. 

Needless to say it was completely different for my mom to be fucked by an 
older boy from school and she wanted more of it!  There was a rocky period at 
first where things got a little tense between her and Tammy once she found 
out what was going on.  Tammy knew his eyes had been wandering so it wasn't 
really a big surprise.  Actually it turned out for the best as she had some 
fresh boy toys she was interested in but wasn't sure how to do it without 
making my dad mad.

My mom dated my dad on and off after that.  Both of them loved sex but that’s 
to be expected with two hormonal teenagers.  They dated other people and had 
sex with them but they both knew that in a pinch they always had each other 
to rely on should the “need” arise.  Not exactly what you would call a 
classic love affair but it seemed to work out well for them.

My dad has a younger brother about the same age as my mom with the same 
reputation as his older brother so later in the summer it just seemed to 
naturally progress to where she started doing both brothers, sometimes at the 
same time!

This relationship went on that way well into her sophomore year.  My mom 
recalls how she earned a little bit of a reputation as a bit of a slut, 
nothing like I enjoyed when I was in high school but still respectable 
enough.  In her case it mostly an issue with the girls who were jealous that 
my dad was doing her and not them.  What was important in the end was that no 
matter who else she fucked, my dad was always her favorite.  

In the meantime, her sister Linda had moved up into eighth grade and like 
most younger sisters she was more than just a bit competitive when it came to 
her older sister.  Linda was determined to gain even more of a slutty 
reputation than my mom and so she started blowing about every boy in school 
and around the neighborhood.  She especially loved to tease my dad when he 
came over to pick my mom, flashing her ass and leaving her shirt unbuttoned 
with no bra (even though there wasn’t much under it to show off yet).  Before 
she graduated from eighth grade, he finally called her bluff and fucked her.

My mom was furious when she first found out that her favorite boyfriend was 
fucking her little sister, especially since she was only thirteen.  It didn't 
help that Linda made sure my mom was informed of every detail.  My mom knew 
exactly what her sister’s ulterior motives – it was more to show off to her 
older sister than any real attraction to my dad.  Knowing it still didn’t 
make it any easier to deal with. 

My mom eventually accepted everything between my dad and her sister  It even 
got to the point where he and his younger brother Jim would fuck the two 
sisters together on double dates.  Tammy even joined at time in so the number 
of combinations got a little complex at times.

At this point everything was in place that pretty much set the tone for the 
remaining years of high school for them.  My mom and Tammy remained close 
friends.  They shared most of their experiences although my mom never did 
tell Tammy about what she and Linda did with their dad.

When it came to being bisexual, the only girl my mom had sex with while in 
high school was her sister.  As for Tammy, she wasn’t really into girls so 
she and my mom never did anything more than masturbate together, typically 
when they would get each other horny listening to the other’s sexual 
escapades.  Even though they were both doing it they usually did it under 
their nighties or panties so they didn't actually see the other’s pussy while 
they were touching themselves.  I guess things were a little more 
conservative back then.

My mom married my dad soon after she graduated from high school and I was 
born the following year.  Once they were married, she and my dad stopped 
having sex with people outside their family as they both believed strongly 
that it was a sin to go against God’s commandment against adultery, at least 
my mother did and my dad went along with it.

As he was a member of her new family, my mom could have continued having sex 
with my uncle but he also married young and his new wife was VERY 
conservative.  My Aunt Shari would have literally killed him had he fucked 
another woman, especially if had been someone in the family.  To Aunt Shari, 
adultery was bad but nothing was worse than incest, even if they were 
directly blood related.

Tammy ended up marrying a couple of years after high school although in her 
case I think there was really much of a choice at the time.  Having a baby 
out of wedlock wasn't easy back then.

Given their high school friendships, our families got together frequently 
although Tammy’s husband was never told the complete history of what went on 
between his wife and my dad.  Tammy eventually ended up having two boys who 
are little younger than me and a daughter my age.  Her family lives in an 
upscale neighborhood in Bend, Oregon, just your typical All-American family.


Chapter 2 – Tammy Today
=======================

As I was growing up, Tammy was like another aunt to me and we were always 
very close.  Since she moved I’d only seen her once as my mom always made the 
trip to Oregon alone.  The last time Tammy had been to our house was when I 
was fifteen and I had no idea back then about the “real” story of her and my 
dad.  Of course they seemed very “friendly”, if you know what I mean, but I 
figured that was just because she was such a close friend of my mom all these 
years.  

Even if I had known about their past history it wouldn’t have mattered since 
neither Tammy nor my father would have committed adultery.  Tammy because it 
went against her religious beliefs and my dad because he knew my mom would 
castrate him!

In addition to just wanting to get away for a rest, I now wonder if one of 
the reasons my mom has preferred to go to Oregon to visit Tammy is the 
terrible temptation it must pose for my dad to be around Tammy.  As I 
mentioned they both had reasons not to commit adultery but there was no 
reason for them to put themselves in a situation they didn’t need to be in.

So far as my mom knew, or at least so far as she told me, Tammy had been 
faithful to her husband for the most part other than a brief indiscretion 
during the early years of her marriage.  Nobody should be condemned for a 
mistake made so long ago but now that she had such a great marriage going why 
bring back memories of those teenage years to tempt her?

Well, regardless of any concerns there may be, this summer Tammy was going to 
come our way and so arrangements were made for her fly out for a week in late 
July.  This would be the first time I’d met Tammy since I started having sex 
with my parents and learned the full story about her relationships with my 
parents.  Even so, my mom had cautioned me that she had not told Tammy 
anything about the new incestual relationships in our family.  For that 
matter, in all these years she had never told her best friend about the what 
had happened between her father and sister.  

My mom laughed a bit nervously as she talked to me about it.

“Sorry, girl.  I’d prefer you forego masturbating while watching TV if your 
dad’s in the room and for heaven’s sake, NO fucking your dad while she’s 
around – not even in your room.  You know how things carry through the walls 
in this house.”

“But it’s OK if I do it if it’s just you and her around, right?” I 
questioned, trying to establish the protocols for Tammy’s visit.  I could 
understand her not wanting Tammy to know about me and my dad but it wasn't 
like Tammy was a prude either.  It’s not like masturbation was a sin so why 
hide it?

“It might be best to just have a little discretion for once, OK?” she 
replied.

“But Mom! You said you use to masturbate with her all the time so why can’t 
I?”

“I just don't want her to get any ideas about anything, OK?” my mom said 
back, almost pleading with me.  “Besides, what we did wasn't anything like 
you do with your friends these days.”

Whatever.  I finally just huffed and shrugged my shoulders.  God, a WEEK 
without doing it at home – I hadn’t gone that long in over a year!  And to 
only masturbate in my room?  What was this, the Dark Ages? 

Oh well, it was only for a week and if my dad needed me I knew he could 
always fuck me somewhere else, like at his office or in the SUV.  One 
question remained that bothered me.

“Mom, what would Tammy do if she ever found out that you and dad were having 
sex with your daughter? Or that you were doing it with your dad back in high 
school?”

My mom hesitated for a moment and looked a bit perplexed as if not sure how 
to answer.

“Well, as I’ve told you, Tammy was a bit promiscuous in school, to say the 
least, but she’s been faithful to her husband since marriage - alright there 
was that ONE time but it doesn’t really count.  I’m pretty sure that Tammy 
wouldn’t approve of incest based on our discussions over the years and I’m 
just as sure she wouldn’t approve of sex between a teenage girl and a man 
twice her age – let alone her own father.”

Another question popped into my mind and I asked her, “So Mom, why didn’t you 
and Tammy ever play around together?”

My mom smiled at this one and replied, “Hmmm, I guess when I was that age 
girls doing girls was not as acceptable as it is now.  I mean, it was 
different for me and Linda but then she was my sister and that made it seem 
different somehow.”

“So what really happened when Tammy cheated on her husband?”

My mom sighed this time and took a deep breath.  

“Well, Tammy was pregnant when she got married and I’m not so sure she really 
loved her husband at first.  She seemed a bit restless being tied down so she 
started seeing this guy.  It wasn’t anything serious, just a fuckbuddy thing 
more than anything.  Even so, it almost ended her marriage when her husband 
found out as you might imagine.  

These days she seems pretty happy being married to him although maybe 
‘content’ would be the better word to use.  To the best of my knowledge she’s 
never cheated again.”

Well, there wasn’t much else to say so I decided I’d better take care o 
business while I still could do it.


Chapter 3 – Teasing Tammy
=========================

When Tammy finally arrived my mom gave her a big hug when we met her outside 
of the airport with her luggage.  All the way home the two of them chatted 
away like high school schoolgirls.  It was if they were trying to catch up on 
everything at once!  Although I couldn't get a word in edgewise, it was nice 
to see my mom this happy.  She had lots of friends but nobody else seemed to 
be able to bring out this side of her the way Tammy did.

Everything went great for the first few days.  Tammy slept in our guest room 
which was right next to mine so I tried to be on my best behavior.  There as 
one thing I refused to change and that was sleeping nude.  After all, she WAS 
a woman so what was the big deal?  

One morning it was early and I woke with an urgent need so I slipped quickly 
out of bed forgetting to throw on the robe next to my bed.  As luck would 
have it I passed Tammy in the hallway as I went from my room to the bathroom.  
She surprised me actually and I bumped into her and almost fell when I lost 
my balance.  Tammy grabbed me instinctively to keep my head from hitting the 
floor and in doing so her hands clutched my bare body for just a moment.  She 
looked me over briefly and smiled.

“Hmmmmmm, I must say Kelly, you certainly have grown up a lot!”

I couldn’t help but blush a bit and she laughed saying, “Don’t worry, it 
really doesn’t bother me if you run around undressed.  Whatever suits you 
best is fine with me.”

She quickly turned and went back to her room leaving me to reflect on the 
incident.  Was she just being polite or was there something behind that 
twinkle in her eyes?  Was it just my imagination or did she hold on to me 
just a little longer than absolutely necessary?  Was it really something 
there or in my dreams was I just reading something in where there was 
nothing? 

The next time I saw her she acted as though nothing had happened so 
apparently there wasn't anything more than what it appeared to be.  Well, you 
can't blame me for wishful thinking!

About midweek the three of us went out for lunch and when we got back there 
was a message waiting on the telephone.  Listening to the message, my mom’s 
happy expression disappeared as she appeared to be upset by the news.  She’d 
arranged months ago to take vacation time from work when Tammy visited but 
apparently now she had go in the next morning to cover for a girl who was 
sick.  Even though she had backups arranged for the entire week, apparently 
even the backups were sick as well.

The next morning mom left early for the hospital, still fussing and fuming 
about how people always seemed to get sick when the weather was nice.  With 
my dad at his office for the day, this left Tammy and me alone in the house. 
She’d said the night before that she planned to be lazy and sleep in since my 
mom would be at work.

I woke up not long after my parents had left and just couldn't go back to 
sleep for some unknown reason.  Well, that’s not really true - I knew the 
reason!  It had been quite a while since my boyfriend had last fucked me, 
over three whole days now.  With Tammy around my dad wasn't doing me either 
so I was feeling pretty damn horny.  

Lying naked on my bed with the sheets tossed to the side, I began to slowly 
masturbate as I imagined my boyfriend sneaking into the house and into my 
bedroom, fucking me without any games or foreplay, just how he knew I loved 
to be fucked.

Actually, even without the extenuating circumstances, it wasn’t all that 
unusual for me to masturbate first thing in the morning.  Sometimes I would 
do it again during the day and even more often again at night.  On average 
I’d say I do it two or three times a day.

What might surprise some people is that how often I masturbate doesn’t really 
have anything to do with whether I’ve been getting laid or not.  The truth 
was that I simply crave the incredible sensations created when I touch myself 
and bring myself to an orgasm.  

No matter how much sex I got, it was never enough so often masturbation 
served a dual purpose.  Most of the time my dad was available if I needed it 
plus I could always count on getting fucked by any number of boys from school 
and church.  It was never enough, though, so masturbation was the only thing 
that kept me from going nuts between being fucked. 

Suddenly I heard a creaking sound like someone was walking in the hallway.  I 
looked up but didn’t see anything.  However, I DID hear someone moving around 
in the bathroom and knew it had to be Tammy.  From the sounds of it, she was 
getting into the shower.  Since in order to get to the bathroom she would 
have had to walk past my bedroom, with my door wide open as always I couldn't 
imagine how she could have NOT seen me masturbating as she went by.

I felt a twinge between my legs as I wondered what she must have thought when 
she saw me playing with myself. The thought of her seeing me with my fingers 
deep in my pussy and my other hand on my boob made me tingle even more.  To 
my surprise, I suddenly realized that I was hoping she HAD seen me, that I 
wanted to tease her.

Tammy had two boys that were a couple of years younger than me and just one 
daughter about my age.  As I doubted she and her daughter had the same 
relationship as I had with my mom, the odds were she hadn’t seen a teenage 
girl naked in bed playing with herself in a long time.  I felt myself getting 
hotter and hornier as I imagined what thoughts might be going through her 
mind now.

Our bathroom had a shower massager installed – what girl doesn’t call it her 
best friend?  Was she using it now while imagining being with me? I couldn't 
help but start playing with my pussy again as I fantasized about joining her 
in the shower.  Tammy was a little older than my mother and definitely didn't 
have my mom’s figure, but at only 36 she wasn't ugly or fat by any stretch of 
the imagination!

The shower stopped and I knew before long she would be passing my room again 
on her way back to her bedroom.  Even though I’d promised my mom to be a good 
girl, I didn't think it would hurt just to have a bit of fun so I got on my 
elbows and knees with my bare ass facing the door.  Reaching around, I pushed 
two fingers inside of my pussy and started to stroke them in and out of 
myself.   Damn, it really did feel good to touch myself like this!

Our house was old and almost all of the wood floors creaked so it was easy to 
hear when Tammy left the bathroom.  I moaned loud enough for her to hear me 
as I masturbated even faster.  The creaking stopped and I knew she had to be 
right outside my door.  I was so turned on thinking of her looking in and 
seeing me playing with myself, I felt myself rising to what I knew was going 
to be one hell of an orgasm.  

Well, she must have been interested in what she was hearing because it was 
several minutes before I heard the floor creaking again and the sound of her 
going down the hall back to her room.  Just a few minutes later I felt my 
orgasm building to an eruption and I imagined it was Tammy licking my pussy, 
that she had come into my room and started licking my pussy from behind, 
licking my pussy and playing with my butt.  I came hard as I imagined her 
tongue in my pussy, tasting her first pussy.

When I finally finished, needless to say a shower was in order and after a 
quick rinse I threw on one of my dad’s white shirts and headed downstairs to 
the kitchen.  

Tammy was already down there, wearing rather conservative white shorts and a 
red tank top.  It was pretty obvious that there wasn't much else underneath, 
not even a bra.  Not that this was unusual or anything as all week she and my 
mom hadn’t been wearing a whole lot around the house.  As little as it was, 
it was actually more than my mom typically wore (the shorts were optional 
most days) but Tammy still looked pretty sexy.

As I mentioned, I’d grabbed one of my dad’s dress shirts from his closet and 
was wearing it.  This was like my favorite outfit around the house; loose and 
comfortable and even better, I knew it turned on my dad when I wore his 
shirts.  As a rule, I never wore anything under them which REALLY turned him 
on and he loved it even more when I would sit on his lap with my bare ass 
pressing down on his hardening cock.  Of course, it typically wasn't long 
before that hard cock was doing more than just touching me!

Tammy was eating some cereal so I fixed myself a bowl as well.  She didn’t 
say a word at first, no mention of having heard me and I didn’t say a word 
either.  It was just killing me inside that our conversation was limited to 
the weather and such.  My pussy getting wetter every minute as I thought 
about her watching me while she acted like nothing had happened.  Eventually 
the conversation moved to how long she’d known my mom and how many things 
they’d shared in their lives. 

“Well Kelly, I’ve known you since you were a newborn baby,” she said.  “Like 
I said earlier, I just can’t believe how you’ve grown up, especially since I 
saw you the last time.   You’ve developed into quite a pretty young lady.”

I just smiled and then she laughed.  “Can you believe I use to change your 
diapers?  You’ve always been like a daughter to me.  Sometimes I wish we 
hadn’t had to move so far away.  I’ve missed you and your mom and dad so 
much!  So tell me Kelly, how many boyfriends do you have these days?”

I grinned and wondered what she would say if I told her the truth.  But I 
stayed true to my word to my mom.

“Ohhhhh... a few here and there.  Hey, maybe later we can talk some more, I 
promised a friend I would catch them on-line in a few minutes.”

Tammy shook her head as she headed to the sink to wash out our bowls. “You 
kids today live in such a different world.  Well, I have some letters and 
reading to catch up on.  It looks like a great day out so I think I’ll be out 
on the deck.   You know, I just love your deck and especially the hot tub.  
You have no idea how lucky you are; I’d give anything to have one of those at 
our house!”

I returned to my room and chatted most of the morning with some friends on-
line.  Now and then I glanced out my window but all I saw was Tammy sitting 
at the table on our deck, surrounded by letters and envelopes.


Chapter 4 – Talking With Tammy
==============================

A little after noon I went down to the kitchen and fixed a couple of 
sandwiches.  Looking out the back door which opened onto the deck, I could 
see Tammy reading in a chair under the large umbrella.  It was a hot sunny 
day and I figured it was a good day for some sunbathing, especially with 
Tammy all alone out on the deck.

I left the sandwiches for a moment and went back up to my room to change.   I 
put on one of my naughtier bikinis – one of those that would’ve gotten me 
booted from the public pool, and grabbed a beach towel.  Going back down to 
the kitchen I put the sandwiches on a tray with a couple of glasses of ice 
tea and went out on the deck.

“Hey Tammy, ready for some lunch?”

Tammy looked up from her book and when she saw my tray she smiled and said, 
“Why thank you Kelly, that’s really kind of you!”

I sat in the chair across from her and I noticed that she couldn't help but 
look at me.  The bikini was pretty sexy, barely covering me.  My dad referred 
to it as one of “Kelly’s slutty bikinis” but I knew he loved seeing me 
wearing it.  I’d been spending plenty of time on the deck and my tan was in 
full swing.  Without seeming too egotistical, I liked the way I looked 
wearing it and I especially liked the way Tammy was looking at me when she 
thought I didn’t notice.

“So Kelly, you haven’t told me much about your boyfriends.” Tammy reminded 
me.

I frowned just a bit, pretending to be shy. “Well, I really don’t have one at 
the moment although I DO have my eye on this cute guy at church.”

Tammy smiled and looked at me again.  “Well, I’m sure that whoever he is, if 
he saw you in THAT he wouldn’t say no to anything you asked.  I hope you 
don’t mind me saying this but that bikini certainly doesn’t leave much to the 
imagination!  Has your dad seen you in it?”

I giggled a bit.  What if I told her that my dad was the one who bought it 
for me?  Instead I just said, “Oh sure he has. He calls it my ‘slut bikini’.  
Mom made me promise to only wear it here on the deck when I sunbathe.”

Tammy nodded in agreement.  “Well I can certainly understand why she would 
say that.  I’m surprised she lets your dad see you in it – not like it hides 
anything.  Don’t take this wrong but I’d never let MY husband see you in it!”

We both laughed and she continued, “It does, however, show how much you’ve 
grown – in all the right places I might add.  You’ve got a really hot little 
body going there girl!”

I just smiled and couldn’t help but blush as I remembered masturbating 
earlier in the morning thinking about her and now here she was talking to me 
like nothing had happened – at least I assumed she had watched me.

“It must be an interesting and fun time in your life now.  Believe it or not 
I was once your age and I remember how it felt to have my body change and to 
feel new things and see the boys looking at you differently.” 

She hesitated for a second, as if unsure if she should say something but then 
she continued saying, “Judging from your morning activities, I see that 
you’ve certainly adapted to your new urges as well!”

Now I was blushing.  It was one thing to fantasize about her and even to show 
off a bit but that was a lot different than directly talking to her about 
anything.

“Oh don’t blush Kelly, we all do it, even at my age! I’ve got to admit that 
I’ve never put on a show for one of my mother’s friends, though.  Obviously 
your hormones are in high gear now and so I can understand that they can make 
you do some pretty wild things.  I was wondering, have you been having sex 
yet?  Pardon my asking but after your little show this morning I’ve this 
feeling that you aren’t exactly shy when it comes to sex. Your mom and I have 
never talked about you that way so don't worry, I won’t say anything to her.”

Well, this wasn't exactly what I was expecting but then it sort of turned me 
on to have her asking me.  I sat down and explained how I lost my virginity 
when I was fourteen and even told her about a few of the experiences I’d had 
since then.  Nothing about my home sex life of course, just a few boys at 
school.

Tammy listened intently the whole time, asking for a few details now and then 
but otherwise she just sat there smiling most of the time.  When I’d 
finished, she leaned forward and gave me a conspiratorial look.

“So tell me Kelly, have you ever been with a girl?”

At this time the only women I’d had sex with were my mom and Aunt Linda but I 
wasn’t about to say anything to Tammy about THEM.  But when it came to Kristi 
my cousin, it seemed innocent enough for me to tell her a few things so I 
told Tammy about our times together, how we started in my grandparent’s barn 
by watching each other masturbating.  We never touched each other so it 
really wasn’t any different than playing with my friends at a slumber party 
or something.   It just seemed naughtier since she was my cousin.

“Oh my god Kelly! That’s really wild.  Does Mary know about you and Kristi?”

I hesitated for a second, not knowing whether or not I should tell the truth, 
or at least part of the truth.  My hesitation was enough for Tammy to come to 
a conclusion.  She grinned at me mischievously.

“So I take it that she does then.  Did you know that as long as I’ve known 
your mother she has never discussed having sex with her sister.  Oh don’t 
look so surprised - I know they use to do it when they were kids – heck, 
EVERYONE did.  It was quite the talk of the town for a while.  For some 
reason she never wants to talk about it so I don't bring it up with her.”

For whatever reason the topic of conversation now seemed to have turned away 
from my own personal issues and more about my parents, what they have been 
doing and so forth.  It was getting a little uncomfortable because I wasn't 
sure what Tammy really knew or if she was bluffing to get me to confirm her 
suspicions.

Finally I decided to do what I’d come out on the deck to do in the first 
place and so I told Tammy I was going to get in the hot tub for a while.


Chapter 5 – The Hot Tub
=======================

Moving over to the tub, I pulled the cover off and then hesitated for a 
second as I debated exactly what to do next.  My parents and I hardly ever 
wear a bathing suit or other clothes in the tub and out of habit I was about 
to take off my suit without even thinking about it – not that there was much 
to take off.  Still, there is a fine line between being nude versus at least 
partially dressed.

I knew Tammy had to be watching me and so I decided to go for it and quickly 
slipped out of my bikini and stepped in.  The hot water felt so good, even on 
a such a warm day.  I let myself just relax and float naturally as the jets 
pounded me from all sides.  I opened my eyes after a few minutes and to my 
surprise, there was Tammy, standing by the side of the tub looking down at 
me.  She was looking right at me and seemed oblivious to the fact I was 
naked.

“So tell me, is this your typical hot tub outfit when you’re alone?” she 
asked with a smile. “I’m curious now... do you go naked when your parents are 
home?”

I shrugged and replied, “This is it Tammy.  The chemicals ruin my suits plus 
it feels much better to have the jets directly against you so I never wear 
anything in here.  Hasn’t my mom told you that nudity is no big thing around 
here?”

Tammy laughed.  “Well, not in so many words but I’ve picked up the vibes.  So 
you mean to tell me that when you’re in here with your parents that all of 
you are naked?  I mean, your dad sees you like this?”

“Sure, it’s really no big deal.  I’ve been doing it all my life.”

Tammy just shook her head. “Well, I guess that would have to be the case.  
Still, I just can’t even imagine doing that with my family.  Maybe with 
another women but not with my own dad!  God, I would be SO embarrassed if my 
sons stripped down with me in the tub!  And I’d NEVER let my husband see our 
daughter this way.”

I figured now was the time if I was going to make any kind of move so I put 
on my most innocent smile and said, “Well Tammy, why don’t you try it now 
then?  Come on in, the water’s hot!”

I think I caught her by surprise based on the look that lasted for just a 
second on her face. Tammy was obviously uncertain what to do. “I don’t know 
Kelly.  I don’t think I‘d feel right without your mom being here.”

“Oh Tammy, don’t worry about her,” I admonished her.  “Besides, mom wouldn't 
care.  It’s just a hot tub after all, not the public pool.  Don’t worry, 
nobody can see us up here.  It’s just us girls”

Tammy looked around as if to validate my claim and then let out a deep 
breath.  “Ok, here goes nothing then.”

I watched closely as she pulled off her tank top.  She didn’t have a bra on 
so her large breasts were soon free for me to see and enjoy.  Then she 
dropped her shorts and panties together and next thing I knew she was 
standing next to me nude for the first time! Even though her figure wasn't 
nearly as good as my mom’s, judging from the tan lines she still liked to 
wear a bikini.  Also like my mom, her pussy was pretty hairy, trimmed just 
enough to be presentable in her bikini but not enough to keep from forming a 
bulge underneath.  

My mom and aunt are pretty much the same in many ways when it came to dress 
and hygiene so I guess it must be a generational thing.  She stepped gingerly 
into the tub, slowly lowering herself into the hot water as she grew 
accustomed to the temperature.  The next thing I knew she was sitting across 
from me, the water covering her floating boobs up to her neck.

“See Tammy, it’s not so bad is it?”

Tammy had the look of a shy school girl exposing herself in the shower room 
for the first time.

“I guess so... it does feel good,” she said hesitantly.

We chatted for a while about nothing much of substance.  Once she seemed more 
comfortable with the situation I decided to see what else I could convince 
her to do. 

“Do you know what my favorite thing is to do in the hot tub Tammy?”

Tammy giggled. “Not really but after what I saw earlier upstairs I bet I 
could make a pretty good guess.  Hmmmmmm... let me guess... does it have 
something to do with the jets?”

I winked at her, “Maybe... Want me to show you?”

Tammy‘s mouth dropped opened before she caught herself.  Before she could say 
anything I turned to one of the jets to the side and raised my legs up and 
over the edge of the tub.  I lowered myself back down until the jet was 
positioned just right to send a stream of hot water right against my pussy.  
I leaned back and floated, holding myself up and in front of the jet with my 
legs.  Damn that jet felt good as it pulsed over my pussy, stimulating my 
clit and even driving a little water into me.

I took one hand and began to rub myself, alternating between my pussy and my 
boobs.  I turned my head to the side and there was Tammy, staring at me, 
mesmerized by what she was seeing.  When she realized that I was looking at 
her, despite the heat I could see her face redden a bit.

“Oh my God Kelly, I can’t believe you’re doing that right in front of me!” 
she exclaimed. “I mean, what would your mother say if she saw us now?”

Ever get so horny you sort of forget what you SHOULD say or do and just do 
whatever comes to mind, regardless of the consequences?  Well, I was feeling 
pretty damn horny at that moment so I didn’t think about what I said before I 
did.  Even so, I was a bit surprised to hear the words coming from my mouth 
like someone else was talking through me.

“Well Tammy, let me put it this way.  Mom wouldn’t be just sitting there like 
you are,” I said with a twinkle in my eyes.

Tammy’s eyes opened even wider. “What do you mean Kelly? What would she be 
doing?”

The jet was pulsing right against my clit at that moment and I had a finger 
in my pussy so what came out next was my pussy talking more than my head.

“You know what I mean.  Mom would either be playing with herself alongside me 
or playing with me, depending on her mood.”

“You mean you have sex with your own mother!” Tammy blurted out. “With 
Mary?... Oh my god, do you really do that?  You’re just teasing me, right?”

Tammy looked shocked and for a moment I wondered if I’d made a big mistake – 
a REALLY big mistake.  Well, if I had then there was no sense in holding back 
now that I’d spilled the beans.

“I’m not teasing you... and not just mom but dad as well.”

“What? You do this in front of him too? In front of your own father?”

“Sure, why not?  He IS my dad you know, not like I’m doing it in front of 
some stranger.”

“Yeah but...,” Tammy’s voice trailed off.  She looked confused, as if she 
didn't know how to respond.

By this time I was feeling a bit mischievous so without thinking about what I 
was saying, I blurted out, “Besides, my dad use to fuck you too so you know 
what he’s like.”

Tammy quickly picked up on the not-so-subtle hint in my last statement.  She 
looked like she was about to go into shock.  Evidently my last response had 
WAY too much information in it for her at one time! She looked so serious it 
sort of sobered my up enough to wonder again if I’d gone too far.

“You know about that?” she stuttered, “And for god’s sake, what are you 
trying to say – that he has sex with you?”

Well, no retreat now so I went all-in.  “Well, yeah... he’s been fucking me 
since I was sixteen.”

If Tammy looked shocked before, it was nothing compared to the horrified look 
on her face now.  It was as if she was so overwhelmed by what she was hearing 
that she couldn't comprehend it fully. 

“Oh my God Kelly, I don’t believe that,” she gasped, “You’re putting me on 
and it’s not funny. I mean, nobody does THAT with their daughter unless 
they’re a pervert or child molester.  I just can’t believe your father, of 
all people, would abuse his own daughter that way!”

Things were threatening to spiral out of control so I stopped masturbating 
and moved over next to her.  Our naked bodies touched and I she flinched 
slightly but at the same time didn’t attempt to move away.  Either it was OK 
with her for me to be this close to her or she was too in shock to react.

“Well, it’s not abuse if your daughter is the one asking for it,” I declared 
provocatively.  She looked at me as if she couldn't believe she’d just heard 
what she did.

“Are you trying to tell me that you actually WANTED your dad to have sex 
you?” she asked.  “Are you sick or what?  That’s... well that’s just 
disgusting.  I can’t believe your mother allows this to happen.”

Tammy was looking at me like I was some sort of alien that had just landed on 
earth or something.  I tried to explain how it started when I watched my 
parents making love in this very same hot tub late one night from my bedroom 
window.  I explained how I decided that night that I wanted to give myself to 
my dad just like my mom did.  She learned how I teased and flirted with my 
dad until one night he finally “gave in” and fucked me in my own bed.

As I explained everything to her, Tammy began to look less mortified and more 
curious.  When I described the first time my mom and I had sex together with 
my dad, I noticed that she licked her lips a bit and I could tell she was 
getting turned on whether she intended to or not.

I slowly slipped my hand underwater onto her bare thigh and started to run my 
hand up and down it as I continued.  I was pleased that she didn’t resist my 
advances at all and I knew it was time for me to make the next move if I had 
any hopes of turning this into a positive experience – for both of us.

“Have you ever been with a girl Tammy?” I asked her softly.  “You seemed 
awfully interested in my experiences earlier.”

Tammy shook her head vigorously. “Well, not since high school Kelly, and it 
wasn’t really all that much.  Honestly, it wasn't nearly as much as I told 
your mother.  I was just trying to impress her I guess.   Most of it was just 
made up.  I did a little kissing and fondling with some friends during 
sleepovers but doesn’t everyone?”

I looked her in the eyes and in a low voice I said seductively, “Well then 
Tammy, here’s your chance.”

Before she could respond, I leaned over and kissed her.  She kept her lips 
tight together at first, as if she were a young teen resisting the advances 
of her first date.  I moved my hand between her thighs and pushed my hand in 
between her legs, cupping her hairy wet pussy in my hands.  Her body tensed 
for a moment but then she relaxed and opened her mouth as she kissed me in 
return.

“Oh my god Kelly,” she gasped, “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this to 
me.   I mean, you could be my daughter for heaven’s sake.”

“Mmmmmmm, just be quiet, sit back, and enjoy it Tammy,” I said, interrupting 
her before she could get too intellectual about it. “You can do anything you 
want with me – and I DO mean anything.”

I ran my finger in her pussy slit and moved up until I found her clit.  The 
warm water in the tub made it so easy to rub her and she jumped involuntarily 
at my first touch.  She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in closer to 
her.  My fingers played with her pussy, running up and down her slit and even 
making an exploratory venture into her pussy hole.  Amazingly, she didn't 
resist at all which just made me all the more daring.

“Try out the jets for me Tammy;” I told her after fondling her for a while, 
“Show me how you do yourself.”

Tammy was quiet as I helped position her in front of my favorite jet.  I 
loved this particular one because it was at just the perfect height with the 
proper force to stimulate me perfectly.  I was pleased to see that it seemed 
to suit her perfectly as well.

I got behind her head and put my hands under her shoulders to hold her up so 
she could use both hands on herself.  With my magic jet pulsing against her 
pussy I knew she had to be feeling pretty horny.  She started with one hand 
on each of her breasts, massaging them and pulling on her hard nipples.  
Eventually one hand worked its way down to between her legs and to my delight 
she started playing with herself.

In the meantime, I was so horny I could barely stand it! It was almost 
unbelievable - here was my mom’s best friend, someone I had known all my 
life, masturbating in our hot tub just for me.  She wasn’t holding back 
either!

“Oh god Kelly, this doe feel so good!” she moaned.  “I love you watching 
me... Oh god, watch me Kelly... damn - I’m cumming!” 

Indeed she was.  Wow, talk about cumming fast! Her back arched up as her 
hands flew over her wet clit.  She moaned loudly as she came, crying out to 
me and half the neighborhood, telling me how good she felt.  She started to 
buck her hips up and down as if she was being fucked, ramming her fingers in 
and out of her hairy pussy.

Finally she collapsed onto my arms and I pulled her over to one of the seats 
molded in the side of the tub.  She just sat there, her eyes closed as she 
panted from her exertions. 

“God that was incredible Kelly,” she gasped, “That jet is awesome - much 
better than the bathroom tub faucet splashing on me.”

I couldn't help but laugh to myself at that.  Apparently we had similar 
interests when it came to our bathroom facilities!  I took her hand and led 
her out of the hot tub.  Then I laid the cushion down from the chaise lounge 
and covered it with my beach towel.  I turned to Tammy and we kissed again.

We both settled down next to each other and kissed passionately for the 
longest time.  Gone were any reservations on her part as I felt her hands 
working their way down me, eventually finding my pussy and exploring me.  I 
knew she had never felt another woman’s pussy before – at least not in this 
manner and it really turned me on to be her first.

“Oh Kelly, your pussy feels so good, “ she whispered in my ear.  “Tell me... 
how does it feel when I touch you like this?”

For someone who had never played much with another girl before, she was 
certainly doing a great job! That’s what’s so nice about being with another 
woman.  They know what a girl wants simply because they know what makes them 
feel good.  I have had guys fumble around all night with me and not even find 
my clit until I showed them – and some STILL couldn't do it right.  That was 
certainly not the case with Tammy!

“Mmmmmmm... oh yes Tammy, I love the way you’re touching me,” I moaned.  
“Here... let me show you how it feels to be licked by another woman.”

I moved down between her legs, which she opened wide for me.  Her pussy, 
still soaking wet from the tub, looked sexy and beautiful.  The pubic hair 
was matted down and I spread it apart with my fingers to reveal her hungry 
pussy. In addition to the water from the hot tub, she was wet with 
anticipation as well and I could smell her strong sex odor.  

Tammy took her hands and parted her pussy lips for me, revealing her swollen 
clit and pussy hole.  I lowered my face to her crotch, licking her up and 
down her slit, playing with her clit and exploring her pussy with my tongue.  
At times I would use my hand to either fill her pussy with my fingers or rub 
her clit.  She tasted soooooo good, even if there was a bit of bromine taste 
remaining from the hot tub.

“Oh my god Kelly, that feels so damn good!” she cried out.  “Nobody has EVER 
licked me like this before! Damn... I’m going to cum again... oh yeah Kelly, 
right in your face girl!!”

I then learned that Tammy was what I call a “gusher” – she literally poured 
cum from her pussy as she came.  I licked up as much of it as I could while 
she moaned and cried out for me not to stop.  I had my face tight against her 
cunt and she was pushing it up against me as hard as she could.  

Tammy’s legs wrapped around my head and held my face to her pussy as she just 
kept cumming.  Just as I was wondering if she would ever stop, she laid back 
again and just let her legs fall to the sides of me and her arms 
outstretched.

“That was wonderful Kelly,” she moaned, “Now I know why woman like to be with 
other women - no man has EVER licked me that way! Now it’s my turn.”

We traded places and soon Tammy was at work on my pussy.  If she had any 
hesitation about licking a pussy she certainly didn’t show it. I looked down 
between my legs to watch her, amazed at the sight of my mom’s best friend 
eating my pussy.

For a first timer she was fantastic! Of course, the erotic nature of what we 
were doing probably a major component of the feelings I was experiencing.  
She didn’t stop even when I came, tasting the pussy cum of another woman for 
the first time.

When I was finally finished she worked her way back up my body slowly, 
kissing me and licking me.  I could taste my pussy on her face as we kissed. 
We lay in each other’s arms for a long time after that, just enjoying the 
feel of the other against our naked bodies.  Finally Tammy broke the spell 
and got up.

“Your parents will be here soon,” she said in a more mature tone all of 
sudden.   

Any hopes that the spell remained were dashed as she continued.  “I know you 
have sex with them Kelly and just let me say I’m glad that’s it’s a wonderful 
thing for you.  To be honest though, I could never do it with them; we have 
known each other for too long the way we are now to make that sort of change 
in our relationship.  Please, can we just keep this between ourselves?”

I understood what she was saying but that’s not to say I wasn't a bit 
disappointed.  I would have loved for her to watch my dad fuck me and it 
would have been a great turn-on to see her with my mom.  I’d been raised to 
respect the lifestyles of other people and so I knew I would respect her 
wishes as well.

“Sure Tammy.  If that’s what you want.  But what about us?”

Tammy held me close to her and I could feel her bare breasts pressing against 
me.

“Oh Kelly.  I had a wonderful time this afternoon and I will never forget it.   
We can’t do this again though.  I could NEVER keep it from your mother and as 
I said, it’s not something I want to reveal to her.”

I nodded and we went back in the house.  My parents returned from work not 
long afterwards and for the rest of the week things were “normal”.  I 
exchanged a few looks with Tammy now and then, hoping for a crack in her 
armor but nothing happened.  At the airport she gave me a quick kiss goodbye.

“Thanks for everything sweetie,” she whispered in my ear, “I’ll never forget 
this week.”

I blushed and for a moment I was afraid my mom would notice and ask what was 
going on between us.  I knew Tammy didn’t want my mom to know what we had 
done and knowing my mom, if she found out she would have been disappointed we 
had not asked her to join in.  Actually it raised an interesting moral 
question for me.   My parents believed strongly in marriage and that sex 
outside marriage was adultery which was forbidden by the sixth commandment.  
Thus I knew my dad could never have sex with Tammy but could my mom? Was 
lesbianism “sex”? 

After Tammy had left and we were driving back from the airport, I confessed 
to my mom what Tammy and had done.  My mom just grinned.

“I figured something must have gone on between the two of you.  I came home 
from work that day and the two of you were like two kids trying to hide a 
secret.  I figured she must have been the one to not want to say anything so 
I didn't ask.   So tell me girl, what was she like?”

My mom always seemed to be able to read me like a book – I could never keep a 
secret from her and so in retrospect, why should this have been any 
different?  I let out a deep sigh and told her everything.  Half-way though 
she started to rub herself through her shorts and I knew she was getting 
turned on.  I wondered whether she was going to make it home without taking 
them off – it wouldn’t be the first time we drove together around town 
bottomless.

Somehow my mom managed to drive home with her shorts on but we weren’t in the 
house a minute before she was kissing me and fondling me.  My mom rarely gets 
this horny so I knew she must have been turned on something fierce by my 
description of sex with her friend Tammy.   O knew she secretly wanted to be 
with Tammy herself but as I suspected, her marriage vows precluded such a 
thing so now to hear about me being with her pushed her over the edge.

Sex between my mom and me is typically something that starts out slow and 
builds from there.  Not today – my mom was like a slut in heat, devouring my 
pussy as we 69’d on the family room floor.  We must have gone at it for hours 
because I was exhausted by the time were finished, having long lost count of 
how many times I had climaxed. I suspected she would be turned on when I told 
her but this was way beyond my wildest dream!

I wondered if Tammy would be masturbating after she returned home, thinking 
of having sex with me.  I knew I would be! I couldn't wait until the next 
time we met as my mom’s best friend was now one of mine as well!

THE END 
