No

MomChristine answered with a pleasant, understanding smile. "No."

Finnie breathed a sigh of relief. "No?"

"No honey, I haven't been to an orgy in many years."

And Finnie almost laughed. MomChristine was normal. She wasn't some kind of mindless slut. Everything was okay. And perhaps she should have left it at that, but now that she felt better about the situation, now that it couldn't harm her anymore, she want on. "Why did you in the first place?"

MomChristine started, "The first one, the time I lost my virginity wasn't planned. After that, I did start doing them intentionally though."

"Why?" Finnie insisted.

"Well," MomChristine hesitated, "Because they were pretty amazing." Finnie's heart slowly began to sink again. MomChristine continued. "The idea of having lots of men and women all going at me at once was irresistible."

"Oh." Finnie sank down onto the bed. Maybe MomChristine was a slut after all. Confusion spread throughout her mind and she thought she should probably just let it go, drop the subject, never speak of it again. But then she'd always act strange around MomChristine. The most important relationship in her life would be ruined. There was really only one more thing to say. "Tell me." Finnie said.

"What?" MomChristine didn't expect the request.

"Tell me all the details. The time you lost your virginity." Finnie had to know even if she didn't know why.

And MomChristine responded with an answer she'd never given before. "Well, it's personal..."

"We can talk about anything can't we? You always said." Finnie interrupted.

MomChristine took a deep breath. "Okay. Well it was the 80's and I was doing my best to look like Tiffany..."

"Who?" Finnie asked.

"Don't worry about it." MomChristine smiled. Some of the tension in the room lifted. "I had this big red hair and these large hoop earrings and a horrible green taffeta dress. It was prom you see. And my date was this guy named... oh what was his name? Chad Clifton. He was okay. We'd been dating for just a couple of months and he was the kicker on the football team."

MomChristine's lagging anxiety was apparent, her voice shook a bit and her thoughts were all over the place. Finnie listened intently.

"I wasn't a very popular girl in high school. I mean, I was okay I guess. I was kinda pretty. But I would have never been able to date the quarterback or anything. So, anyway I went to prom with the kicker." A deep breath. "Back in those days most schools didn't have their prom in a nice hall, they had it in the gym. So after a couple hours Chad asked me if I wanted to stop dancing and get some air, which meant he wanted to sneak off and make out. And I kinda did too so I said 'yes.'"

Something big was coming. Finnie could tell.

"I wasn't sure exactly where he was taking me but we ended up in the boy's locker room. And I remember thinking at first that it was a strange place to go but then thinking it was a brilliant idea because no one would come and interrupt us. But I was really surprised when I saw another guy there. And then I saw all the others, probably like twenty or so all hanging around in the locker room. And I didn't get it so I said... god I was so dumb... 'Chad we can't make out here, there are people.' and I remember he smiled. I'll never forget that smile. I think at that moment I got it. I mean I couldn't possibly really understand what was about to happen. But I think that was the moment that I decided I could either run or stay and chose to stay."

Finnie closed her eyes. The sexual tension in the room had returned. It was thick.

"Then Chad said something like 'it's okay, they're here to help' or something. And then we all stood there for a second and I didn't know what to do, whether I should take off my dress or just start making out with Chad. Then a different guy walked up a big guy, just huge and his pants were off and I could see his dick. That was the first time I ever saw a penis in person. And he said 'do you know what to do?' and I said 'I think so' so I got down onto my knees in front of him and I started licking it up and down. I remember I was surprised at how hard it got and how the veins felt on my tongue."

And almost unconsciously, as if she were completely alone in the room, Finnie started to run her hand down her body and into the top of her jeans.

MomChristine froze, staring at her step daughter. "Maybe I should stop."

"Please... please go on mom." Finnie didn't call MomChristine 'mom' that often, only when she felt very close to her.

"Well...." MomChristine continued. "Then I felt all these hands on me. And before I knew it they pulled my dress down, just enough so that my boobs were out. They were pretty small so I was embarrassed so I stopped sucking the boy's dick for a second. But I felt someone else's hand on the back of my head pushing me back toward it, so I wrapped my mouth around it and started to bob. It just kinda came naturally. The other boys were all touching and rubbing my breasts and my nipples were getting really hard. I imagine a lot of them hadn't done anything with a girl either. After I got done sucking him I stood up and he said 'get naked' or something and I hesitated. But he said it again, 'get naked so we can fuck all your holes.' In hindsight he was so lame. We were in high school and didn't really know how to act. But something about it turned me on, so I stripped."

Finnie's skinny finger met her hard clit and for the second time in a day she started to rub, not thinking too much about the consequences of rubbing herself off to her step mom's story, in front of her step mom, but just feeling like she had to.

"The boys looked at me for a long time. I didn't have... well I guess I still don't have, a very bushy bush, but I still didn't know anything about keeping it trim. But I think the boys were happy to see it. It was... I mean, it is red. And they liked that. Then someone said 'get on all fours.' and I did. I felt really strange, like an animal on all fours in front of all those boys. A lot of them were naked or bottomless at that point too. And I felt two or three of them spit on my ass and pussy. I didn't realize they were trying to get me wet, for a second I thought they were just being mean. But I was still getting turned on. Then finally someone penetrated me. I actually don't remember if it was my pussy or my ass, but I remember being surprised by how tight it felt, by how much they filled me up. And I remember instantly being very happy. Then there were two dicks in front of me so I started to suck them both. And I remember there was a boy underneath me sucking on my nipple."

Finnie rubbed herself furiously, the images in her mind clear and haunting. A tear rolled down here cheek. The idea of her awesome step mom being used by a bunch of dumb boys mad her sad. But for some reason it also made her extremely horny and she only wanted to rub more and more, harder and harder.

For a second she wondered, her eyes having been closed all this time what MomChristine was doing. Was she rubbing herself too? Was she watching her? Was she comfortable with that? Suddenly the whole thing, that developed so naturally seemed strange and awkward. If her relationship with MomChristine had gone past a point of no-return before, then it really had now, and what did that mean?

Finnie turned her attention back to the story. MomChristine was going on "After the third cock pulled out of me I thought I was going to explode. But I knew there so many more to go. A couple of boys had already finished in my mouth and I'd never tasted semen before."

Then Finnie felt something strange and unexpected. Hands, it must be hands, on her hips, pulling at her jeans, pulling them down as MomChristine continued. "At one point I remember a boy grabbing my hair. It hurt so much, but at that moment with all their cocks poking at me, pain felt so good. And he said something like 'what do you want slut?' or something weird and mean. and I said 'I want more' God it felt so good."

And Finnie felt a hand on top of her own, slowly pulling it from out of her panties. She was confused and disappointed. This had to be MomChristine trying to make her stop. Finally she opened her eyes.

MomChristine leaned in close above her on the bed. She had taken off her shirt and jeans and was now only clad in a black bra and panties. Finnie's eyes ran over her step-mom's skinny, lean, flat body. Confused. Turned on.

"Close your eyes darling." MomChristine said. "Let me help."

"But...." Finnie wasn't sure she was comfortable with this. This might be her limit.

"I'll stay over your panties." MomChristine promised. And soon Finnie felt a skinny finger, above her panties, rubbing her swollen slit. With her eyes closed it was easier to pretend that this wasn't MomChristine, the woman who raised her, her best friend, helping to get her off.

"I remember time passing strangely." MomChristine kept going as Finnie felt the fabric of her underwear rubbing her clit. "I don't know how long it took and I think several of the boys came back twice. One of them came in my hair and for a second I was terrified but then I accepted it. Finnie hon, there were so many cocks and they all tasted so great..."

Finnie squirmed. For a second she wanted to say something like "lick me" and even opened her mouth to speak before she thought better of it. That was insane. She was back in Iowa but she wasn't some hick. Neither was MomChristine. This was a normal family and normal families didn't do this. Maybe at least she could tell MomChristine that it was okay to finger her under her panties. No. What was she thinking? All the while MomChristine's story continued, and whenever Finnie started paying attention again she only got more turned on.

Finally Finnie decided she was going to say something, though she didn't know what. Her body quivered, her pussy was soaked, the feeling of MomChristine's finger still rubbing her made her more nervous than she'd ever been. She opened her mouth to speak.

But she never got any words out. Something happened that surprised the hell out of her.