Head home

So Finnie decided to head back to Iowa and the town where she should have lost her virginity had she been 'normal' or whatever that meant.

Not to mention she felt compelled to see MomChristine after their last conversation. Her entire view of the sweet woman who had been her step mom for most of her life had changed. She couldn't stop picture her as a younger attractive woman, being plowed by an entire football team.

Something about the thought troubled Finnie. Something about it turned her on.

So Finnie took some time off of work at the coffee shop, packed up some few things and hopped on a plane, ticket courtesy MomChristine.

On the plane she tried to pass the time by thinking about her assignment. What could she do that would fill Professor Klein's wishes? She already knew when she got into town she would look up someone who she'd had a crush on in high school. He was the guy she'd wished she'd lose her virginity to back then. But would that be enough? She might want to do some things she'd never done before. After all, losing one's virginity is about new experiences. That might involve anal or being with a girl or doing something in public. The ideas made Finnie a little nervous, but she was determined to stay positive throughout this assignment.

But thinking about sex so much wasn't a great idea. When a flight attendant with the same red hair as MomChristine walked by, Finnie found herself thinking of her stepmom covered in cum, slobbering over a sea of cocks back in the 80's. Finnie squirmed in her seat. Then finally shuffled out and headed to the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror. She splashed some water on her face.

She wondered. Did her dad know about this orgy? Was it the only one? Did MomChristine still have secret groupsex?

Finnie slipped a hand down into her jeans and found her clit. She started to rub, slowly at first then faster and faster as her pussy got wetter and wetter. Just as she was sliding two fingers into her moist twat there was a knock at the door.

"Miss.... miss... is everything alright in there?" Was it the pretty redheaded flight attendant? The one who looked like a young MomChristine? Finnie looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn't really about to do this was she?

She slid open the door, grabbed the girl and pulled her into the tiny bathroom with her, swinging around so she herself blocked the door.

It wasn't the redhaired girl. It was a different flight attendant with short short brown hair and big eyes. Finnie felt a twinge of disappointment, but it was too late now. The flight attendant froze with shock.

"Tell me about the naughtiest thing you ever did?" Finnie demanded. She'd never been so bold and dominant before. The flight attendant didn't answer. "Tell me about the naughtiest thing you ever did, and I'll make you feel good." Finnie tried.

The short haired girl stammered, trying to express that she shouldn't be doing this. But her eyes filled with desire.

Finnie flipped her around so they were both facing the mirror with Finnie behind and she slipped her hand into the flight attendant's pants. The girl winced with pleasure.

"You've been in an orgy before haven't you?" Finnie was becoming more and more certain that everyone on the planet had done this but her. It had always seemed like something for other people, weird people, porn people. But if MomChristine had done it, maybe anyone had. Maybe everyone had.

The flight attendant answered with a breathless whisper. "Yes." As Finnie's fingers found her wet twat.

"Tell me" Finnie demanded, her fingers now sliding easily into the girl's slit.

"I was in high school and there was a guy who had a band."

Finnie thought back to a band she knew in high school. The lead singer Trent was brother to one of her only friends and she had had a wild schoolgirl's crush on him. Had he had orgies back then? She would have never thought.

Suddenly the flight attendant's eyes rolled back and she almost melted in Finnie's hands. Finnie held her up and slipped her fingers out of the girl's pussy. They glistened with juice and the flight attendant watched as Finnie slicked them clean.

Finnie wondered if this would count toward her assignment. She tried to think of the ways fingering a flight attendant in an airplane bathroom could be considered awkwardly losing her virginity. But she couldn't think of any. No this wasn't for the assignment. This one was just for fun.

Finnie could still taste the girl's pussy juices on the back of her tongue when MomChristine met her in the airport and gave her a peck on the cheek. MomChristine was a handsome woman with chin-length red-hair and a tight, well-maintained build. Her breasts were always smallish but her legs long. She was the type of women who could at 45 easily get away with wearing skinny jeans. And that's what she wore now, and a simple gray tee.

'Where have those lips been?' Finnie wondered. She could barely look at the woman she so admired and loved without picturing cocks invading her every hole.

Finnie didn't say much on the way home.

"Your dad's on a golf outing but should be home in a couple days." MomChristine started. "And Craig is spending the weekend with his girlfriend" Craig was MomChristine's college-aged son and Finnie's half-brother. They'd always gotten along wonderfully and for a moment Finnie was sorry that he wouldn't be there to lessen the awkwardness with MomChristine, who continued going on asking, "Any thought on how to handle this strange assignment?"

But Finnie could only hear her voice shouting "Fuck me! Fuck me!" to a dozen different men. She couldn't answer. Her mind was flooded with a hundred thoughts. Of MomChristine still having orgies in secret, of the pretty short-haired flight attendant and whether she still fucked in orgies. Of Trent the band guy in high school. Of all the people she knew. How many of them were doing this.

Finally after getting home, and tossing her bags onto her bed, MomChristine tried to break Finnie's silence.

"Finnie hon, tell me what's going on. You haven't said a thing today. What do you want? What can I do?"