Our Overbearing Parents

Jessie Saint and Daya Knight sat on Jessie's bed, talking about their stepmoms. Christie Stevens and Ebony Goddess Mystique had spent years pushing their stepdaughters toward lesbian relationships. Both women were happily paired with each other and wanted the same for Jessie and Daya. The girls were tired of the pressure. At dinner tonight, they would finally do something about it. Jessie suggested they pretend to date each other. "That'll get them off our backs," she said. Daya had a bolder plan. After the first lie, they would flirt with their own stepmoms. Jessie laughed at the idea at first, but agreed it could be the perfect payback. After all, their stepmoms had brought this on themselves. That night they put the plan in motion. Over dinner, Jessie and Daya announced they were now a couple. Christie clapped her hands in delight and offered to grab a special dessert to celebrate. Jessie followed her into the kitchen. Alone with Ebony, Daya confessed she had always found her stepmom attractive. Ebony smiled and admitted the feeling was mutual. In the kitchen Jessie said the same thing to Christie and received the same answer. Jessie cut things short by saying they should bring the dessert back before it melted. When they returned, they found Ebony and Daya kissing at the table. Christie leaned in to kiss Jessie too. That was when the girls broke the truth. It had all been a setup to stop the constant pressure. Christie and Ebony looked at each other, then apologized. They had only wanted the girls to know the same pleasure they found in each other. Still, they reminded Jessie and Daya that neither had ever tried lesbian sex. How could they know they wouldn't enjoy it? The girls agreed to one night with their stepmoms. Clothes came off. Fingers found wet folds. Tongues teased swollen clits. Christie showed Jessie how two women could grind until both shook. Ebony took her time between Daya's thighs, licking until the girl cried out. Bodies shifted and tangled. They explored each other in turn, learning how gentle circles or firm suction could push someone over the edge. By the end the room smelled of sweat and sex. The girls had come hard more than once. Whether that would be enough to change their minds remained to be seen.