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Ruby woke to the sound of thumping across the hall.
"OMG!" She shout-whispered. Ruby couldn't believe what she was hearing: the sounds were unmistakable.
Her eyes wide and her face contorted in disgust, Ruby holds her pillow up to her ears, staring at the ceiling. She desperately counted sheep, willing to try anything to distract herself from the moans and cries floating through the walls. It wasn't easy.
"So gross."
They were even drowning out the whale sounds emanating from the smart device. It wasn't the first time Ruby found herself listening to her mom and girlfriend whipping up a storm in their master bedroom.
She bit her lip as a shuddering wail echoed through the room. Her mother was coming yet again. Ruby shut her eyes, hearing her mother was gross, weird, and all kinds of wrong. That had been the fifth time tonight, and it was driving Ruby insane. How can two people have that much sex? Ruby thought as she glanced sideways at the door leading into the hall. Her mother's room was on the far side of the house!
Ruby froze in her bed, her heart pounding like a drum on the battlefield at the loud guttural sound of her mother's lover. It was powerful and full of dominance that told Ruby: "her mother is a slut for her lover." The moans died down. Ruby let out a sigh of relief. Finally!
She was still red-faced at hearing her mom's slutty moans, not to mention her panties. Despite her mom and lover waking the neighbourhood, Ruby admits she had a boyfriend to make her cum as Kara does for her mom. But are mom and Kara are done, maybe she could get some sleep. Ruby closed her eyes. It was early still.
Ruby woke mere minutes later, whimpering softly as a low, animal groan seemed to make the walls shake. Are you fuckin' kidding me? Again! Ruby turned the sound of her whale songs, to no avail they did not drown her mother's moans. The walls of ecstasy weren't the worst; that would be the guttural cries of strain and effort; the cries halfway between pleasure and pain. It was hard to believe her mom was such a slut for a woman that didn't even have a trunk between her legs. Maybe the dildo Kara uses was enough to make her mother a whore? At least this is what Ruby thought of her mother now even though she loves her still. Ruby still couldn't believe her mother could make such noises.
She trembled again at another shuddering groan, her imagination running wild. When her mother first mentioned she'd started dating a woman; Ruby had no idea her mother swung that way. Especially when she would preach how being a lesbian is wrong and frowned on by the public. Whatever Kara had, or what she was doing: Ruby knew her mother was eating her words right now. Perhaps that's one of many reasons why they moved to National City. Ruby had to start her life over new friends, school, everything. Not that she was complaining.
Her mother meeting Kara was the best thing to happen for her. Ruby was teased a lot by her fellow teens at her old school since words got out about Kara and her mom; it was non-stop taco jokes, and she could never perform in crafts and arts without someone making a scissor and sixty-nine jokes. When Kara opted for a new position in her old city; she took them along, money was no option for the Danvers woman. Though Ruby found it strange for Kara to content on a regular job at the school, Ruby now attends as a gym coach. Kara was there every day of the week, training students, even some faculty members on better their health, getting into shape.
Ruby owed a lot to Kara for saving them from a lifetime of shame, without he Ruby wasn't sure if she was going to go to school at all. But that is the full extent of her capacity; Ruby still didn't trust Kara for other reasons. However, Ruby needed to be there for her mother. Indeed that was important that her personal choice of not trusting Kara.
She's hiding something, Ruby thought.
She grimaced, feeling guilty for even thinking it. She just wasn't sure, deep down, that Kara was right for her mother. Her mom even quit her old job: a stay-at-home mother, going out when Kara tells her to. It wasn't right for a woman to depend on the other, especially when they could do things themselves. Ruby grew up with this idealogy; the same that her mother seared into her brain, but was now abandoning everything for Kara. It made no sense.
Ruby had seen Kara, a gorgeous blonde-haired woman. Her body kills, any man or woman would die for it. Her eyes are cold blue steel, her skin smooth and unblemished, her tone and feminine muscular body where her muscles capture the sun. And her lips that Ruby could only assume were soft and kissable.
She still recalls the first time meeting Kara. Her mother, Samantha, introduced them when Ruby was fifteen-years-old. It was the beginning of freshmen year, and Ruby was pretty innocent in many ways. Though she had started to date by that time and even had tried sex once or twice; she didn't like it.
Ruby never knew who her father was, and ever since the young Arias could remember; her mother hadn't dated much. Not even Kara. It was like magic, appearing suddenly out-of-nowhere, which explains her mother's extreme happiness when she came home from work one day and informed Ruby that she had met someone. Imagine Ruby's face when she found out it was a woman.
Ruby always thought her mother was beautiful; any person would be lucky to have her by their side. Her mother is a somewhat tall, slender, firm where it counts and, with long cascading long, sexy slim hips, long legs and round breast. Her mother was the whole package and then some.
Morning finally came, Ruby manage some sleep, enough to get her through the last day of the week. She rolls out of bed, not bothering to fix her short pyjama shorts that barely covered her lovely, round cheeks, or the halter-like shirt she was wearing that clung tightly to her small but round breast. Her hair was a messy bun. Ruby rubbed at her eyes, stepping out in the hall with her clothes as she prepared for a shower, but she never made it to the bathroom when she felt the masculine body in her path. She bumped the person, falling back on her backside, wincing.
"Ow!"
Ruby cried out.
She suddenly felt strong arms hold her up effortlessly. She opens her eyes to see Kara, smiling down at her lovingly, a hint of concern behind her blue eyes. She was wearing a twilight blue mesh workout shirt, decorated with a crimson "S" on the chest, emphasizing her round breast that it stretches over. Ruby had seen the symbol before on the television. She looked down, capturing Kara's hard-cut abs displayed by the mid-cut shirt. Ruby swears cheese would melt, Kara's abs were so hot. Now she sees one of many reasons why her mom is like pudding in her the blonde's hands. Ruby became lost in Kara, her knees weaken, as she felt the familiar damp between her supple thighs. Ruby felt something hit her front. She froze, looking down. A non-audible came from her gape mouth when she saw it.
She had no idea Kara was like those women she heard or read about in erotica stories; fanfic's that people wrote. Ruby couldn't take her eyes off it. It was big, thick like a cobra, and long enough to reach the side of Kara's hips. Her matching shorts did little to hide her junk, but only emphasize her package to the full extent of its displaying. They showed off her slender, tone thighs, her wide slim hips, and that toned ass, and long sexy legs.
Now she knows why her mother is a slut in the bedroom. And why Kara calls the shots around the house. Her mother was a strict woman, powerful where she comes from, but that all change when she met Kara. Ruby can see why that happened, feels it pulsing on her thighs.
Lost in transmission, Ruby couldn't hear her name called. She looked up to see the tall blonde holding her. She jumped back when she saw how close her face was to Kara's breast. The girl gathered her clothes, rushing to the restroom, slammed the door.
She heard Kara's smooth voice call out to her for breakfast.
"Okay," Ruby said quickly. Her mind was running with thoughts of Kara's "snake in her pants." How could her mother take something like that in her? The jokes back at her old school, if they knew how wrong they were. Better yet if they saw what she saw and felt; they would probably fall to their shame and want, especially the sluts back home. Kara would have been swimming in pussy.
"I'll wrap your plate, Ruby. See you downstairs."
Ruby didn't say anything, but she heard the footfalls down the hall. She didn't hear all too well at the moment, as her head was against the shower wall, her body leaning on the tub. Her morning clothes wet from the shower raining down on her with her legs spread, one part of her shorts hung on the right. Ruby bit down on her lip while her hand plays with her tits, the other work her pussy lips and clit.
She had one finger pushed up the narrow strip of cloth that ran under her crotch, and it was inserted into her vagina. Her matching pink-floral design shirt was cropped under her chin, and she was pressing the nipple of one of her breasts. The finger in her vagina made a circling movement. Her body was writhing as she gripped her breast. The sounds were a mixture of sobbing and ecstatic cries.
She envisioned Kara, she wasn't trying, but the blonde appeared in her thoughts; naked in all her glory. Her cock on full display, glistening wet with her juices. Kara came to her, slow and seductive, her huge cock bobbing with each haunting step. She took ruby by the head, her thick bulbous head ghosting her lusting wet mouth.
It was then Ruby shook herself awake. No, she wasn't supposed to be doing this, masturbating to a woman; she wasn't gay like her mother. She likes boys. Ruby pulled reluctantly pulled her hand away from her drenching pussy.
She started to take a shower when she heard another of those strained, guttural moans floating in from the other side of the house. She turned her head, it was her mother and Kara again. She clenched her eyes shut as she listened to her mother's wailing, ecstatic cries. Between her legs, her own pussy throbbed. Ruby whimpered. She glanced her head towards the shower ceiling, her fingers daring to encroach her pussy. She squirmed and wriggled, a red flush spreading down her neck and beneath her wet clothes.
Ruby wasn't gay; she didn't like girl, she likes boys. It played on a loop for several seconds until it broke, and Ruby gave in. Kara may be a woman with a monster cock, so Ruby used that to her liking, visioning the boy she likes at school; she stuck her fingers in her pussy.
Ruby pushed her fingers deeper. But matter how hard she tried to place Kara's dick on the boy she thought about didn't work. Kara was there, pounding at her pussy, slapping her tits and pinching her nipples. Ruby couldn't shake the image that flooded her mind: Kara was everywhere, taking her in every room in every position known to sex.
Ruby's legs were spread further. Her very wet, open pussy as her middle finger tease her swollen clit, drenched with her juices. She slid her finger down the length of her pussy, caressing her folds until it slid into her wet hole. Breathing heavily, Ruby slowly fucked her pussy with her middle finger; occasionally running her finger back up her slit and rub her clit, teasing herself all the more.
She cried aloud, never minding the fact she may be heard, but she couldn't control herself; the images were overflowing, swallowing her with Kara's cum filling her pussy.
Ruby threw her head back, ignoring the pain as she thrust harder, she shouldn't be masturbating to her mom's girlfriend; it was mess up and wrong, yet she found not the will to halt her fingers pleasuring her. She was close. Drawing her orgasm further. She bit her lip, twirled her nipple, danced her fingers between her thighs; she moans, crying pleasure, filling the empty space of the bathroom.
She cries, she moans.
The image of her bent over the front porch while Kara ravages her in front of the neighbourhood. Everyone sees her, they point their crooked fingers calling her names, disgusting names. But Ruby didn't care; she thrived on it more, she welcomes the name-calling, the foul words. Her pussy only got wetter. Her former classmates were there, watching her, but their eyes were filled with tears; between their thighs wet with jealousy. Ruby only smiled at them.
Ruby let out a loud pleasuring cry, wetting herself; her orgasm shot from her centre, mixing with the water raining down on her in the form of Kara's cum. Ruby's eyes were filled with tears; her body trembling uncontrollably, writhing in a deep pleasure she has not felt.
She opens her mouth, letting the water seep in, imagining it was Kara holding her head firmly with her hands on both sides, running her throat of the warm liquid relief after exasperated sex. Ruby had never imagined such filthy thing, but with Kara, everything dirty was flooding her deepest, hidden desires in her thoughts.
The pleasure had passed, the beautiful image of Kara fades like a distant memory. Her fingers were sticky, wet with her pussy juice. She pulls her fingers from her pussy, raising them to her face. Her eyes longly gazed at the glistening fingers, each one soaked in her shame. Slowly they made their way inside her mouth, her tongue licking them clean, sucking each. Her heart pounds again, between her thighs aches for a filling no other woman or dildo can give her.
Ruby fought back the urge to go at her pussy a second time, she has school. The young Arias clean herself, put on her school attire, and headed downstairs. She smells breakfast, seeing her mom at the table reading the papers, Kara was nowhere to be seen. Though that was a good thing for Ruby.
"Hey, mom."
"Took you long enough, Kara was wondering when you'll be done playing in the shower."
"What!" Ruby said with a look of shock. Had Kara heard her touching herself? Or worse did her mother listen to her moaning out Kara's name? Ruby felt that pounding, but instead, fear beating in her.
"You know, like how many girl's take forever in the shower when they get ready for anything."
"Oh," Ruby sighs. "I thought..." she bit her tongue when she saw Kara enter from the outside. She choked, watching the blonde woman. Why was she feeling this way towards a woman, her mother's woman?
Kara swaggered across the room. Ruby licked her lips, in her head, of course; she couldn't be seen wetting her lips like a rabbit in heat. Kara's perky breasts were outlined in the thin mesh Supergirl shirt. The shirt's long sleeves were stretched, accenting ever bulging muscle on Kara's arms.
"Finally, washing beauty. I thought you weren't ever going to get out of the shower with all the water you've been letting loose in there."
Kara said. But something behind her words made Ruby ponder.
"Hey, babe."
Samantha leaned in Kara's arms wrapping around her waist to pull Ruby's mom closer, their breast flushed against each other. Kara took Sam there, kissing her passionately, uncaring how it made Ruby feel. Or how it looked like two dogs dominating the other. However, Kara was the more giant dog. One of her hands glides down over Sam's slender back to the top of her butt, as Kara rest her firm hold on Samantha's right cheek with a squeeze.
Sam squealed like a schoolgirl, mockingly smacking Kara's hand away to no avail as the Danvers squeezed harder.
"Kara, I told you not in front of Ruby, remember?"
Kaara grunts playfully. "Fine," she gave a quick pinch and slap to Sam's backside. "Later, then." They kiss once more.
"Finally."
Ruby said in disgust, though her knees were weak that entire time. Kara gave her a wink and sat at the table, stacking her plate like she was eating for three.
"Hey, babe can you bring my wallet from the bedroom. Think I left it in my other pants before you ripped them off of me last night." Kara chuckles.
"Brb!" Sam went as she was told, something about her doing what Kara's says ate at Ruby. That obedience her mother had been displaying for the past year Kara's be in their lives stirs her loins, makes her body tremble with that same urge. If Kara would ask her to do anything; Ruby was sure she would comply, maybe? No, Ruby was sure she would.
"So, I heard you," Kara paused, staring at Ruby's wide eyes. "You know, wanting to try out for the volleyball team. I think I can fit you if you're interested still?"
It took a moment, but Ruby finally came to, blinking away all things she thought she was hearing. "Yes, I'm very interested in you... the y-your team is what I mean, mist-- ms Danvers." Ruby blew over her tongue-twisting over her. Why was she so nervous suddenly? Kara was her mother's girlfriend. And to make it worst: Ruby masturbated to her in the shower, squirting her juices down the drain.
"What you thinking there, Rubes? My sausage?"
"What?"
"I've seen you looking at earlier; you want to choke on it for your breakfast?" Kara was smiling, slyly. Ruby frowned. Kara was confident, oozing like wet butter Ruby could slip to her knees at the blonde's demand. But fuck it. Ruby wasn't her mother; she wasn't going to be a slut for some dyke dick.
"You're a sick bitch, Kara! Just because you have a big dick doesn't mean every young girl wants to slobber over it. You ought to be a shame of yourself: hitting on your girlfriend's daughter. Who I may remind you is sixteen now. And that is a crime here!"
Kara laughs out loud.
"That's all fine and grown-up of you to say Ruby, but you understand I was just offering you a sausage on the table, not my 'big dick' as you so politely say."
Kara's tone was dark behind her words, which had frozen Ruby before she could have apologized; she had never heard Kara be this angry when she spoke. Luckily, Sam came rushing down.
"Here's your wallet babe. What's wrong; I sense a bit of tension in the air."
"Nothing. Just a soft misunderstanding between gals, right Rubes?"
"Y-yeah."
"Okay, have fun at school, you two. I'll see you later, babe." Sam stood on her toes to give Kara a kiss."
"See ya, mom."
"Not so fast, kid. I'll give you a ride this time. I don't want you taking the bus. Too many weirdo's that would love to have someone like you."
Ruby gulped. Kara was all smiles and sunshine in front of her mom, but there was a dark theme behind those. And Ruby knew she was in trouble.
"Why couldn't mom find a good dyke to be with?"
Ruby mumbles.
"Love you, mom."
"See you later, sweety." Of that, Ruby doubts.