Leaning against the shower stall, she aimed the fine spray at her tits. The water hit the tips. Lowering the spray to her thighs, she spread her legs to get the water directly up between her thighs, thus rinsing the soap out. The spray hit her clit, almost knocking her on her ass. She pulled the nozzle away, her clit still tingling from the friction of the hard-hitting water.
She hung the shower head back on the wall, and shut off the water. She grabbed a large, thick towel, wrapping it around her body as she climbed carefully out of the tiled shower. She combed her long, wet hair, getting the tangles out before putting it up in pigtails. She looked at herself in the mirror. It made her look even younger than she was. She screwed up her face at her image in the reflection, and left the bathroom.
"Mom!" she exclaimed, coming out of the bathroom. "What are you doing in my room?"
"I thought we'd talk awhile," Carol said, appraising her teenage daughter. "You're growing into a fine young lady."
"Is it that kind of a talk, Mom?" Terri asked, her cheeks turning red. She plopped on the bed, the towel falling away from her freshly cleaned body.
"We should have had this talk last year when you first got your period," her mother said. The episode with Ed yesterday made her cognizant of her daughter's growing body, and the demands sex can bring upon a young girl. The fact that she had opened the door and seen King lapping at her daughter's pussy brought the matter to an urgent head.
Terri didn't bother covering herself. She wanted to see how her mother reacted to her nakedness. She looked at her mother. "Aren't you going to tell me to cover up?"
Carol smiled at her daughter, sensing her rebellion. It was healthy and she loved Terri all the more for it. In a lot of ways, Terri reminded her of herself when she was just entering puberty, wanting to know everything, to experience everything.
"There's no reason to cover up, Terri," Carol said bluntly. The dog entered the room, and sat quietly by Carol's feet. She petted his huge head. "You have a beautiful body, Terri, and you shouldn't be ashamed of it."
Terri was surprised her mother said that. Maybe I'm wrong about a lot of things. She's not a prude. Not the way she put Mr. March's cock in her mouth and pussy. She giggled to herself.
"What were you thinking?" Carol asked, staring suspiciously at her young, sexy daughter.
"Nothing, Mom," Terri lied, blocking the erotic thoughts from her mind. "I'm getting bigger, huh?" she asked, changing the subject. She stood up, modeling naked, unashamed in front of her mother.
"You are," Carol agreed proudly. "You're as tall as me." She stood up too, her high heels giving her the added two inches above her tall, slender daughter.
"Not here, though," Terri sighed sadly, cupping her firm young tits in her hands. She squeezed them together, pushing them up, trying to make them appear bigger.
Carol smacked her daughter playfully on the ass. "Honey, that's not the way to get them big. They'll grow on their own."
"I hope they get to be as big as yours," Terri admired wistfully, plopping back down on the bed. Terri sat cross-legged, her young pussy peeking out from the downy soft hair.
Carol sat on the edge of the bed. "I think we should talk, Terri," she said seriously. "You're almost a woman."
Terri frowned. "Gee, Mom. They teach us that stuff in school."
"Not what I want to talk about."
Terri's interest was piqued. "Do you know something they don't teach in school?" she asked, trying to keep the smile off her face.
"I don't know what it is with you," Carol said, lightheartedly. "I think something is going through that pretty little head of yours. I can see those devilish eyes dancing."
"It's nothing, Mom," Terri said, wanting to ask her mother to teach her to fuck the way she did with Mr. March, but afraid of getting slapped in the face.
Carol's face turned serious. "Have you ever been with a boy?"
"I don't know what you mean," Terri said, feigning innocence. It took all of her will power to keep from snickering.
"All right," Carol said. "We'll play it right from the shoulder. Has any boy ever played with your titties?" She reached out, tweaking Terri's pink nipples. "Has any boy ever fooled around with your pussy?" Her hand darted down to Terri's twat, skimming through her pussy hair. "Has any boy fucked you?"
Terri blushed, her cheeks getting hot. She never expected to hear her mother talk like that. She decided to be as forward and shameless as her mother. "No boy has ever touched my titties. No boy ever touched my pussy. No boy ever fucked me."
They stared at each other for a second, the silence hanging heavy in the room. Suddenly they both burst out laughing, with Terri falling into her mother's arms. When they finished their laugh, Carol started to talk again.
"I saw what you were doing this morning," Carol confided. Terri started to say something, but her mother held her fingers to Terri's lips. "Let me finish."
Terri nodded, her face red with embarrassment.
"It's natural for a girl to play with herself," Carol explained. "It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"I know," Terri said, hoping she didn't see her with the dog. "I thought so until this morning. I was ashamed the other two times I did it. I saw something yesterday that changed my mind."
"What was that?" Carol asked, her curiosity piqued.
"I saw what you and Mr. March were doing," Terri said. Before her mother could say anything, Terri blurted out, "I want to do the same thing."
Carol was silent for a second, trying to digest all of this new information about her young, inquisitive daughter. "Is that why King was licking your pussy this morning?"
Terri didn't know how to answer. She bit her lip. There was no sense lying. "Yes. Until yesterday I thought sex was dirty and only fooled with myself twice, hating myself afterward. Then, when I saw you and Mr. March, and the fun you two were having, I figured sex was okay. You wouldn't be doing it if it was bad." She swallowed hard, then continued. "This morning, I got so hot, and King came in by accident. It just happened. I'm not sorry, though," she added. "It felt fantastic."
Carol was dumbfounded. Terri seemed to have grown into a woman before her eyes. "You want to do what I did yesterday?" she asked, making sure she heard her daughter correctly.
"Yes, Mom. I was so hot watching you two, and this morning I got so hot, I wanted King to fuck me." Terri called the dog. King loped over to the bed, and jumped up beside her.
The dog began licking Terri's bare shoulder, his long tongue swiping across her flesh, hitting her nipples. Terri lay back, testing her mother on how much she could get away with. If her mother could do those things, there was no reason why she couldn't.
"Mmmmmm," Terri moaned, her flesh breaking out into goose bumps as King soaked her titties with his saliva. She patted his head with smooth, even strokes as he licked her.
Carol watched her daughter, hypnotized by the erotic, perverted scene. She watched King lick Terri's budding young tits, then her rib cage, then the patch of silken hair that covered her young cunt.
"Terri!" Carol blurted out.
Terri sat up, her eyes on fire. She stared point-blank at her mother. "You got Mr. March," she said defiantly. "I want King." Terri wanted to go as far as she could to shock her mother, hoping to put them both on an equal footing. "Would you like to trade?"
Carol was stunned by her daughter's remark. It was almost like looking at herself twenty years ago. She decided that Terri, no matter what she said or did, would continue to experiment with sex. It would be better if she helped guide her. It was something she would like to have had at her age. "It's a deal, Terri," Carol said firmly.
"Really, Mom?" Terri asked, not believing her own ears. She pushed the dog away from between her legs as his cold nose tried to burrow into her pussy.