Home Economics 101

As night fell over the town, Emily led Chloe to her home—a sprawling modern lake house situated on the outskirts of town. The lights blazed within, casting warm yellow pools onto the manicured lawn. Inside, the decor was sleek and minimalistic, with pops of color provided by various sex toys and erotic artwork adorning the walls.

They entered through the front door, kicking off their shoes and shedding clothes as they went. Emily's mother, Charlotte, met them in the living room, dressed in nothing but a silk robe that barely contained her ample breasts. She eyed Chloe appraisingly before pulling her close for a deep kiss.

Emily ran up to her mother and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. "Mommy, this is Chloe," she said breathlessly, gesturing towards the other girl.

"Hello, darling," she purred, her fingers tracing circles around Chloe's nipples. "You must be my baby's new girlfriend." She turned to Emily, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "She seems quite taken with you already."

"Mom," Emily protested with a laugh, "we're just started going out!" But even as she spoke, her hand slipped beneath her mother's robe, caressing her ass. "Actually, Mom," she added more seriously, "could you please taste her nipples?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow but obliged, taking Chloe's breast in her mouth and sucking gently. Meanwhile, Emily knelt between her legs, lapping at her wet folds. Chloe moaned in delight as both women showed their approval of her presence in this family.

A moment later, Emily's ex and father, William, emerged from his study. He was a tall, well-built man with a cock that threatened to burst free of his trousers. He greeted them with a smile and a wink. "Ah, good evening, ladies," he drawled. "Looking for some fun tonight?"

Chloe grinned impishly and stepped forward, her hand wrapping around his impressive length. "Hello, Mr. Teegs," she purred, giving his cock a squeeze. "We might take you up on that offer another time." She turned to Emily, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Your parents sure know how to live, don't they?"

Emily blushed crimson but nodded in agreement. "Yeah," she managed, "they're pretty wild." She glanced at her mother and father, who were now engaged in a full-blown make out session on the couch. "Anyway," she continued, "we were just going to watch a movie or something."

William chuckled. "Suit yourself," he said, retreating back to his study. "But remember, the offer stands." With that, he disappeared once again, leaving the girls to enjoy each other's company without interruption.

Emily led Chloe upstairs to her room, the air thick with anticipation. Her house was a testament to wealth and excess; everywhere they looked, there were signs of opulence. The walls were adorned with expensive artwork and custom-made furniture, all designed to maximize comfort and style. Even the rugs felt luxurious underfoot.

Finally, they arrived at Emily's room, which was every bit as lavish as the rest of the house. A four-poster bed dominated the space, its sheets rumpled and stained from countless acts of passion. In one corner stood a large dresser, complete with an array of sex toys and lingerie. And in the center of the bed lay a stunning beauty—naked and masturbating furiously.

Tiffany, a strikingly beautiful woman in her early thirties with the body of a supermodel, didn’t bother stopping when she saw the two girls enter. For a moment, they regarded each other warily before Emily broke the silence. "Tiffany, this is Chloe," she said casually. "My... new girlfriend."

Tiffany's eyes flickered between them, assessing the situation. Then, with a shrug, she stood up and sauntered over to give Chloe a warm hug. "Pleasure to meet you, Miss," she purred in her smooth alto voice. Their lips met in a slow, sensual kiss that left Chloe reeling. God, this woman was experienced!

"So," Emily began, clearing her throat, "Tiffany here is my valet. Daddy bought her for me when we were still dating." She gestured towards the bed, where various sex toys lay scattered like forgotten jewels. "Her main duty is to please me however I see fit." There was no shame in her voice; only pride at having such a beautiful creature at her disposal.

Emily commanded Tiffany to kneel between her legs, awaiting further instructions. Meanwhile, Chloe questioned the older woman about her duties as a valet. "So, Tiffany," she began, her eyes roaming over the bombshell's exposed body, "what exactly does a valet do?" Tiffany blushed but managed to respond, "They serve their Mistress in any way desired."

Tiffany cleared her throat, trying to maintain some sense of professionalism despite the heat coursing through her veins. "A valet serves their Mistress by ensuring she's comfortable and satisfied at all times," she explained, her hands trembling slightly. "That means providing oral pleasures, cleaning up after intimate activities, and assisting with any kinks or fantasies our partners may have." She glanced nervously at Emily, hoping she was doing a good job explaining her role.

Tiffany grinned, running her fingers through Emily's pussy. "And I love every second of it," she purred. "But since you won't be needing me tonight..." She glanced meaningfully at Chloe, who couldn't help but feel a stirring in her loins.

"Actually," Emily said with a wicked grin, "I think I have just the thing for you." She grabbed Tiffany's hand and pressed it against her hip. "Why don't you go fuck Daddy for me? He was hungry for my girlfriend’s body. Show him what a good little valet you can be and satisfy his craving."

Tiffany's eyes lit up with excitement. "Yes, Mistress," she replied, her voice a low growl. "Consider it done." With that, she gathered her things and headed downstairs.

As soon as she was gone, Emily and Chloe collapsed onto the bed, their lips locked in a fierce kiss. Hands roamed freely across bodies, exploring curves and crevices that had previously been off-limits. They didn't care who heard them or what they did; this was their time to explore each other's desires.

Eventually, they came up for air, their chests heaving. "Wow," Chloe murmured, running her fingers through Emily's tousled hair. "I never knew being with someone could be so... liberating."

Emily grinned. "Welcome to my world, baby," she whispered, trailing kisses along Chloe's neck. "Now let's see what else we can get into tonight."