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At lunch Eve and Tricia climbed into Monica’s car and pulled out of the parking lot.
“Uh, where are you going?” Tricia asked as Eve turned toward home.
“Aw…um, home…why?” Eve asked.
“I swear, Mon! Go that way! To Bobby’s parents’ cabin on the lake! They’re out of town and we have it for the weekend don’t you remember? Damn Mon, I’d swear you aren’t yourself today! By the way, did you ask your mom about letting you go out there this weekend?”
“Uh, not yet.” Eve said.
“Get with it! Do it when you get home this afternoon! You’ve been saying you’ll sneak out if you have to, but you’re going no matter what. It would make it much easier if she lets you go. And she has said several times when you’re 18, it’s your choice!”
“Yeah. I’ll ask…uh…I mean tell her.” Eve said.
But to herself she thought, ‘I’m not looking forward to spending a weekend with a bunch of teenagers, especially if I’ve got to be one of them!’
It took about 20 minutes to get to the lake. There were three cars parked in the driveway, Bobby’s Chevy pickup, Christy’s Toyota, and George Warren’s ’78 Firebird. In front of all of them sat a shiny green and white sport bike, whose she didn’t know.
They could hear the music long before they got to the door. They knocked and when Bobby opened it, the sound level just about bowled Eve over.
“Hey, birthday girl!” Bobby yelled, “Come on in!”
There were half a dozen kids in the cabin when they stepped in. Eve knew all of them but one, a handsome, dark-haired young man leaning against the fireplace, dressed in a black leather biker jacket.
‘If I were Monica, I’d go for that one.’ Eve thought as she looked the young man up and down.
Tricia noticed where Eve was staring, and put her mouth close to Eve’s ear, nearly screaming to be loud enough to be heard over the music, “Isn’t that Morgan Conrad a hunk and a half or what? And I can tell you’re still drooling over him! That’s the same expression you had on your face when you saw him last week.”
Eve nodded, her eyes still checking out the young man across the room. She glanced at Tricia and then looked back to find her gaze locked with his. A smile flicked across his lips for a moment, then he winked at her. All she could do was stare and think, ‘ MY GOD! How I’d like to jump his bones! If he were older or I were younger…’
Her circumstances hit here and she giggled to herself, ‘I guess I am younger!’
Suddenly Morgan pushed away from where he’d been leaning and sauntered across the cabin towards her. She became aware of her heart beating faster and her palms becoming damp as he approached.
‘I’m acting like I’m my daughter and not just in her body!’ Eve thought as Morgan stopped in front of her.
“Hey.” He said, looking her up and down.
“Wassup?” She replied, trying her best to sound like her daughter would have.
“You ever ride on a bike?” He asked.
“Nope.” She said.
“You wanna’?” He asked with a half grin.
Eve thought for a second and said, “Sure. Now?”
Morgan grinned and replied, “Now. Come-on.”
She followed him out of the house. He stopped next to his bike, unstrapped a helmet from the back and handed it to her. She put it on and he carefully helped her fasten the chin strap. He strapped on his own helmet, climbed on to his machine and a moment later it roared to life. He reached down, flipped out the passenger pegs, then held out his hand in invitation. She took the proffered hand, stepped up on the passenger peg, swung onto the saddle, and settled in behind him, snuggled tight against his back.
“Hang on.” He said.
With that, he pulled out of the drive and the next moment Eve was holding on for dear life, her arms wrapped around his waist in a death grip as the world flashed past. A half hour later they pulled into the drive and he shut off the engine. He pulled off his helmet, turned and arched his eyebrow in inquiry.
She grinned, “I loved it!”
He looked down at her firm jutting breast’s with an answering grin and said, “I kinda enjoyed it too!”
Eve found herself enthralled by the good-looking rider. But her mind kept telling her, young, so damn young.
‘Oh God!’ She groaned to herself, ‘If only he were older! If he was, as soon as I got back to my body, I’d have him in my bed. But I can’t screw someone this young, as myself! And I can’t as my daughter! She’s virgin and I can’t give that away for her.’
Morgan stepped off the bike and moved over to her. He pulled her to him and before she could stop it, or could even think about stopping it, he was kissing her. Automatically, she started to respond, hesitated, then thought, ‘What the hell?’ and kissed him back with passion.
When they came up for air he grinned and said, “I’ve never had one like that. Whoo-haaa!”
She smiled panting, “Me, either!”
He again bent to kiss her and this time she didn’t güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri hesitate. She threw her arms around his neck and put everything she had into the embrace. As they kissed, she was aware of his hands roaming along her back. He slid one hand down to massage the cheek of her firm ass, the other she could feel moving along her side, then she felt the electric touch of skin on skin as his fingertips touched her bare skin. He worked it up under her top and it felt so good she didn’t want to stop him. A moment later she moaned as his fingers rubbed across her nipple, then his hand cupped her firm young breast.
Morgan moved his other hand from her ass around to her front and started to unsnap her jeans. It only took him a few seconds to unsnap, then unzip them. Eve groaned as she felt his hand slip into her pants, then felt his finger slide between the lips of her warm, moist slit.
‘Oh my god, I want to fuck him!’ She thought crazily. ‘But I can’t!’ she wailed to herself.
She broke the embrace, put her hands on his chest and pushed away from him, gasping with unfulfilled lust. Morgan stepped towards her but she held him away with her hand on his chest.
“I can’t.” She gasped, “I… I really just…I can’t.”
Morgan smiled, a seductive, sexy smileas he said, “Why not? We seem to be hitting it off. “
Eve took a long breath and huffed, “A lot of reasons. The biggest one is I’m a virgin and I plan to stay that way, for a little longer anyway.”
“You’re a cherry, huh? A little old to still be carrying your ‘V-card’ aren’t you? I mean, most girls your age have already done it at least once.” His eyes held hers with the challenge.
“I-I…” Eve didn’t know what to say.
She knew Morgan was right, but didn’t know how to defend the virgin status of her daughter.
Morgan stepped up close to her, tipped her chin up so her eyes met his and said, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll leave it be. You’re a nice girl, I like you. If that’s the way it is, then that’s the way it is. But if you decide you want to change that anytime soon…” He left off speaking, but grinned at her, leaned forward, then placed his lips gently on hers.
A long, slow, soft lingering kiss. Eve found herself falling into him, wanting more of his touch, wanting more of him, silently cursing the circumstances that prohibited it.
Morgan broke their kiss, stepped back and said, “Come on, before I decide your cherry status is a challenge and try to do something about it.”
Eve followed him into the house, trying to forget what it had felt like when he’d touched her, finding she couldn’t. As they entered the cabin Eve glanced at the clock and was shocked to see it was already 5:00 pm. She scrabbled through the crowded, noisy room to where Tricia and Bobby were snuggled up in a large overstuffed chair.
“Hey!” Eve yelled over the din, “I’ve got to get home! You coming?”
“I’m staying here.” Tricia yelled back, “You’re coming back, aren’t you?”
“I think so.” Eve said, leaning in so Tricia could hear. “I have to see.”
“Ok. If you’re not back in a few hours I’ll call you.” replied Tricia.
Eve wove her way back to the door. Morgan was leaning against the door frame as she opened it to leave.
He cocked an eyebrow and asked, “You gunna be back?”
Eve felt a warm flush in her crotch and to her surprise said, “Yeah, I think so. Will you be here?”
“If you’re coming back, damn right I’ll be here!” He declared with that magnetic, crooked grin he used.
All the way home the memory of Morgan’s touch floated through her mind, along with thoughts of how good it would be to feel his cock inside her.
“Christ! If I only could!” She muttered to herself.
When Eve walked into the house, Monica was ready.
“Hi, Mom. So how did the test go?” She asked.
“I think I did alright with that, but there’s something else we need to discuss.” Eve said, leveling her eyes at her daughter/herself. “Tricia took me to the lake cabin.”
Monica almost panicked until she realized her mom’s voice, or her voice really, didn’t have that lecturing edge to it. Monica wasn’t sure what to do so she decided to face it head on.
“So how many were there already?” She asked nonchalantly.
“About half a dozen or so. How many are supposed to be there tonight? Altogether?”
Monica could tell her mom wasn’t angry at all, so she replied truthfully, “There were about a dozen invited, but about twice that many will show up.”
“That’s what I figured. And I suppose everyone is expecting you to be there?”
Monica could have sworn she heard a note of hope in her mom’s voice.
‘Nah!’ She thought, ‘Can’t be!’
Out loud she supplied, “Yes. All my friends will expect me to be at the party. I have to be there…aww…well, shit. You have to be there in my place as me. Dammit! You know what güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri I mean!”
The corners of Eve’s mouth twitched with a repressed smile as she said. “I thought that was the case. And I suppose if you don’t show all your friends will find it fishy?”
‘Damn, there it is again!’ Monica thought, ‘I swear she wants to go to that party!’
“Yeah, this party has been planned for a long time, so all my friends will think it’s very fishy if I don’t show. Especially because it’s my 18th birthday. I’ve told all of them I was going to be there because I would be 18 and my own boss.”
“I guess I’ll just have to go then.” Eve said, barely repressed excitement coloring her words .
‘She does want to go!’ Monica thought, ‘What’s gotten into her? I need to find out what happened at the party!’
“Soooo, who was there?”
“Let’s see, um, Tricia, Bobby, George…Warren, Cristy, Sharon…a couple of others I didn’t know and, hmmm, oh yeah, some guy named…Morgan.” Eve listed the names nonchalantly, but her cheeks colored slightly as she said Morgan’s name.
Monica had been watching her mother closely and caught the slight flush as Eve spoke Morgan’s name.
‘I see!’ Monica thought, a light bulb flashing on in her brain.
“Isn’t Morgan a hunk! Did you talk to him?”
“Ah, yes I did. In fact, he offered me a ride on his bike and I accepted.”
“Really?” Monica squealed in delight, “Was that all? Did he ask you, me, us out?”
“Awww, not really, after he kissed me…”
“He WHAT?” shrieked Monica.
“Calm down. He uh, kissed me.” Eve admitted, her cheeks coloring even more deeply as she added, “I’m afraid I let him touch me…you…us, too.”
“W-what do you mean touch?” Monica stammered, her eyes growing wide.
“Ahh…um, I’m afraid I let him fondle your…my breast.” Eve, unsure of how to tell her daughter what exactly happened.
“You what?!” Monica gasped as she stared at her mother, “Was that all?”
Eve winced, “Aww, no.” Her voice dropped a bit, “I-I…aw…I let him get his hand into my…your…he put his finger…damn it! I let him put his finger into our pussy!”
Monica glared at her mother, then started to giggle. Before long Monica was holding her sides, peals of laughter spilling from her lips. Eve was shocked, but found the laughter contagious. Before long she was chuckling too. Monica’s laughter slowed, then trickled to a stop.
Eve looked at her daughter quizzically, “So what’s all the hilarity about?”
“You’re in my body for less than half a day, you make-out with one of the hottest guys around, and he manages to get his hand in your pants! What’s going to happen if you’re with him for a few hours? Are you going to fuck him?” Monica asked between renewed giggles.
“You watch your mouth, young lady! Of course not!” Eve cried, “At least I-I don’t think…no I’m sure I’d never go that far! I’m in your body. You’re still a virgin! I couldn’t!”
Monica grinned to herself, thinking about Bill and the afternoon at his shop.
Monica rolled her eyes. “Mom, it’s not that big a deal. The only reason I’m still a virgin is you wanted it, not me. I was planning on this being the night I’d be rid of it. I really don’t know why you’ve made such a big deal out of it. Besides, I’m not one anymore.”
Eve looked at her daughter, puzzled, “But I’m in your body. How could you have? Wait! You didn’t before now, did you?”
“No Mom, you don’t get it.” Then she added with a sly grin, “My body is, yes. I, on the other hand am not.”
Eve’s brow furrowed with puzzlement as she stammered, “But…what…I don’t…how?”
“When I went to renew your license today, I met your friend Bill in the parking lot. He took me to his shop to show me something…his felt-covered work table.” Monica said, watching for her mother’s reaction.
It took a moment, then Monica could see the realization of what had happened hit her mom.
“He…he had sex with you?!” Eve yelled, flushing with anger, “Damn that man sideways, I’ll kill him for screwing my daughter!”
“Mom, he didn’t screw me, he screwed you. He had no idea it was me. He thought it was you. And boy did he! For being the first time I’ve ever had a man, I think two climaxes is pretty good!”
Eve started to calm down as her mind processed the complications of the situation.
“You’re right,” she huffed.” He didn’t know it was you. So, what did he do?”
“Well,” Monica said, “He…umm…he used his tongue on me.”
Eve’s gaze grew distant as she smiled at the memory of the last time with Bill, then said softly, “Bill is very good with his tongue. Very, very good.”
“Better than other guys?” Monica shot back, thinking back to her phone call with Andy.
“A lot better than most. The only other guy I’ve ever been with who is better is Andy.” Eve said.
‘Speak of the devil’ Monica mused, güvenilir bahis şirketleri as she could feel her pussy start to grow moist at the thought of Andy’s tongue doing what Bill had done. “I…I…ahh, I see.”
“What else did he do?” her mother pressed.
“He stuck his cock in me and fucked me for quite a while then came inside me. God did that feel good! That’s when I had my second climax.”
“Well, daughter of mine, I’m glad your first sexual experience turned out so well. But I’m not sure I want to go to this party. You have to remember I’m used to having sex and I’m horny as hell. I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop, or want to if Morgan comes on to me again.”
“So, don’t.” Monica said, “I told you, losing my cherry isn’t any big deal to me, so it doesn’t matter if I do it or you do. Besides, even if you don’t, you need to make sure you keep him interested in me! I think he’s a hunk!”
“I would rather not do it for you. It just doesn’t seem fair.” Eve said, “But you’re right about me going back to the party. Everyone will expect it, so I guess I will.”
“Okay, then you’d better shower and go.” urged Monica. “Call later and let me know what you’re going to do.”
“Yea, but what are you planning for this evening?” Eve asked.
“Ohhhhh, I have a date.” Monica grinned wickedly.
“Date? Who?” Eve asked, puzzled.
“What? Andy’s in town? And you’re going to see him? You know he’ll want to have sex don’t you?”
Again, Monica’s face lit up with that wicked grin as she replied, “I’m counting on it!”
“He can’t have sex with my daughter!” Eve fumed.
“Mom, even though it’s me in here he won’t know it’s me. He’ll think it’s you.” reasoned Monica, quite logically.
Then the thought of what she really wanted to talk to her mother about hit her.
“Before we talk about this anymore, I need to know something. You’ve insisted that I not have sex until I was 18. Why? Why did you want me to wait until now?”
Eve stared at her daughter for a long moment then realized it was time to tell her.
“I was quite young when I met your father. Younger than you are now. He was 22 and very persuasive. He was my first and I got pregnant that first time with him, with you. When we found out I was pregnant, we got married. Your father was never a good lover. He took what he wanted and never thought about me. I think you’ve learned being in my body just how much I really like sex.”
Monica giggled and nodded.
“That’s what I didn’t want you to do. I didn’t want you following in my footsteps, making the mistakes I did. I figured if you were 18, you’d be mature enough to learn about sex and not waste time like I did. That’s why I was always insistent you wait.”
Monica could see the sadness in her mom.
She stepped closer, wrapped her arms around Eve and said, “Mom, I didn’t know. I guess you thought you were doing the best thing you could.”
“I love you, Monica. I’d do anything I could to make sure you had it better than I did. I’d do anything for you.”
Monica giggled and replied, “Well, okay then, you can. I promised myself I’d lose my cherry on my 18th birthday. I have, but I haven’t. I’ve done my part, now you need to do the rest for me. If Morgan comes on to you, you have to do it! Just do it!”
“I’m not sure if I should…” Eve started to say.
Monica put her fingertips against her mom’s lips to stop her and said, “You need to keep my promise for me.”
Eve stared at her daughter, trying again, “I’m not sure I should…” Then a thought hit her, “Besides, what if he doesn’t have a condom?”
Monica grinned her wicked grin and said, “Don’t worry about that. I’ve taken care of it. I told you, I was planning on losing my virginity today. I prepared for today.”
“You…birth control?” Eve asked a stunned look in her eyes.
Monica answered with a nod.
Eve absorbed her daughters answer, then said, “Ok. Your 18 and it’s your business now. But I just can’t…”
Monica scowled and didn’t let her mother finish as she yelled, “MOM! NO! Promise me you will! Promise!”
Eve closed her eyes while visions of Morgan’s face floated through her mind. She breathed deeply and licked her lips.
From a distance she heard her daughter demand, “Promise me!”
Then as if her voice had a mind of its own, she heard herself relent and say, “I promise.”
“Great! Now, I’ll come up and help you pick out something to wear.” Monica declared.
Monica followed Eve up the stairs and thought, ‘Do him Mom, because I’m going to be having fun with Andy.’
Half an hour later Eve stood at the door ready to go. She was dressed in a short skirt, a halter top, thigh high stockings and a pair of Doc Martens.
Eve looked down at herself and said, “This is what you’d wear?”
“Absolutely!” Monica replied eagerly, and then thought, ‘If I were trying to get a guy to make a move on me that is! I hope Morgan does and succeeds!’
Eve took a deep breath, let it out and said, “Okey, I’m off.”
As she stepped out the door her daughter reminded her, “Keep my promise for me.”
Monica was already dialing the number for Andy’s motel as Eve pulled out of the drive.
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