It’s not Incest When You Aren’t Related (Part II)

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“Knock, knock.”I jumped at the sudden tapping on my bedroom door. Taking a moment to compose myself, I answered. “Come in, Kellie.” It had to be Kellie, she was the only other one home.The door opened hesitantly, something out of character for my — ward, I guess is the best legal term. While I loved Kellie like she was my own daughter, the truth was she wasn’t and while she calls me ‘Mama K’, she stubbornly refuses to drop the ‘K’. I knew it makes some sort of separation, but I was not going to pressure her to just call me ‘Mom’ the way Sara did.“Can I come in, Mama K?”“Of course you can, Kel.” I patted the top of the sheet next to me and sat up, knowing she might not understand there was nothing on me under that sheet right now. Oh, she would understand what I was doing, after all, she is nineteen. But if she suspected why I was doing it — it might be a little weird for us and certainly embarrassing for me.While she got on the bed I thought about the last eleven years, ever since my daughter, Sara, snuck a runaway into the house intending to hide her from her family for the rest of her life. When they got older I made sure Sara understood how proud I was of her actions back then and how proud I was of Kellie for taking such a stand. You see, Kellie was abused, not physically, but mentally by an unbelievable conservative religious family run by an absolute dictator of an Evangelical pastor.Long story short, she rebelled when she was all of eight-years-old and ran to her best friend, my then seven-year-old daughter, who had once defended her from a school bully. Sara hid her in her room and smuggled food to her for three days before I caught on. I might have done the legal thing and turned her in, but on the second day of her hiding – before I knew she was even there, her father showed up at my house yelling fire and brimstone. escort beylikdüzü It might have been laughable but the ass insisted on talking to my husband since a single Mom is an anathema to him and his beliefs. It went downhill from there, seriously downhill and brought out my temper in full display. I had never been so angry and ended up calling the cops to have him removed from my property. I would have pressed further charges, but shortly thereafter I discovered that Kellie was in my home.The tipping point for me wasn’t how angry I was at her biological father, but how afraid she was of him. I wasn’t letting her go back to that family! No, I wasn’t the hero, Sara was! But after a couple of years of legal wrangling, complete with lots of threats mainly on his side — I had legal and irrevocable custody of Kellie . . . or I did until she turned eighteen and came into her own. While Sara called her Kellie after a TV character she liked, Kel didn’t legally change her name until she turned legal age. She took my middle name as her new last name, that’s how much she hated her biological father. I would tell you her original name, but some of the battles made the news and you don’t need to connect those dots. So, for the past eleven years, I raised two incredible daughters, Kellie, the nineteen-year-old who’d just completed her first year of college and was home on summer break and eighteen-year-old Sara who was about to graduate high school near the top of her class.Kel sat on my bed and seemed very indecisive about something, which is not Kellie-like at all. I waited patiently, knowing she wouldn’t back away, even if it took a while. She wasn’t shy, but once she started down a path, she took it all the way. There was no retreat in this girl!“This afternoon, when I came in from the pool…”My mind flashed back escort akbatı to a few hours ago, Kel had come in holding her bikini top, wearing only her bottoms. She did cause me to catch my breath because she is a very beautiful girl, and — something I try and avoid thinking about — incredibly sexy.“Mama K, can you help me?”“Kellie!”“Oh, relax,” she said smiling, “you’ve seen me naked before.”“The last time was . . . what, when you were 13?”She grinned at the memory and paused and looked down at herself. “I guess I’ve changed a bit since then.”Changed a bit was an understatement. The last time I saw her completely naked was in a fitting room where she was trying not to come unglued because nothing seemed to fit. Her bust hadn’t started coming in, but her hips had and she hated her thirteen-year-old pear-shape. “I guess you have.” I took the top from her and checked it out – the top, not her! “Sorry, baby, but one of the straps is stretched and about to tear off completely. Go grab one of Sara’s if you want.”“I might need one of yours, Sara and I aren’t the same size anymore,” she said grasping her breasts. Then, without a blink, she stripped off the bottoms and dropped both on the counter. Naked as a jaybird — although I have no idea how that phrase came about — she went down the hall to Sara’s room to find something appropriate. She was right, while both girls were the same height, she had about a two-cup size advantage and slightly wider hips. While she headed toward the back of the house, I stood there a few steps away from her suit. Several minutes later she came back in, still naked, which made me turn away and hold one of my one-pieces. While I am in good shape, the spandex would stretch a bit more for me than her. It wouldn’t look nearly as good as her bikini, but she would pop-out of one of Sara’s tops.“Mama escort beylikdüzü K, Sara’s coming home tomorrow, right?”“Yea, she’s on an overnight with the swim team. You want to pick her up?”“I better since I am driving her car.”I laughed, “There is that. She’s due back at the school about six, she said she would call when they were about an hour out.” Kel’s car was still at her college. It was a twelve-hour drive and while her car was good around campus, trusting it for such a long drive was a little shaky. Thinking ahead, August was going to be pretty rough on me. I nearly tried to talk them into going to school here, but Kellie’s heart was set on State and also on Sara joining her in the fall.Okay, back to the present, and an indecisive Kellie sitting on my bed playing with the corner of my top sheet.“…This afternoon, when I came out of your bedroom with one of your suits, I noticed my bathing suit had been moved.” She looked up at me as she said it. Before I could even respond she saw something in my face.“I also know what you were doing in here.”Now I was frozen, I realized that she not only knew I was masturbating, but that I…As she went toward the back of the house, I couldn’t help myself. I stepped over to the counter and picked up her bottoms. While part of me was ashamed, the rest of me was excited. I held them up to my face and inhaled her scent! It was warm, very wet, and smelled sweet — it made me immediately wet!“Kellie…” I struggled with words, while my heart sank.“It’s okay. When I saw you had moved them, I got excited. I also know it wasn’t the first time.”She looked at me again, showing me how serious she was. I felt horribly guilty and looked down. She touched my chin and lifted my face. “It’s okay. I was thrilled knowing I was turning you on. Sara and I have known for years that you masturbate. My room is right on the other side of that wall,” she indicated the adjoining wall. “Sometimes you’re kind of loud,” she said with a very kind smile.“Oh my god!” I know my face was reddening, with my complexion it would be halfway down my chest in a second.

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