My Virgin Sister

Mom is smiling. “Yes, Lisa, I do trim my hair so it doesn’t show and yes…” Lisa cuts her off before she has a chance to finish.

“Can I see? I want to see how it’s trimmed and see if that’s what I want to do with mine.” Lisa is already pulling Mom’s robe open to look at her pussy. I know Lisa’s plan isn’t about trimming her pubic hair. It’s all about getting Mom to expose her pussy to her.

“Hold on,” Mom says standing up and untying her robe. “I’ll let you see what I’m talking about, just be a little patient.” When Mom opens her robe she’s facing the window and I get a clear view of her neatly trimmed triangle of hair. I watch Lisa reach her hand out and run her fingers across Mom’s patch of short, trimmed pussy hair. Mom takes a deep breath, but doesn’t say anything.

“That’s all the hair you have? You trim all the rest away. How? Do you trim with the scissors or shave? Look at mine. The hair just goes every which way. It doesn’t look sexy like yours.” Lisa pulls her swimsuit bottom down and shows Mom her blonde pussy. She brushes her fingers through her hair saying, “See mine’s ugly. Not sexy like yours at all.”

“It’s not ugly at all, dear. It’s quite lovely actually, but we can trim it if you like, so it’s not so unruly.” Mom is concentrating on consoling Lisa and barely notices her bend forward to look up at Mom’s pussy from below. This is where her plan is either going to work or not work.

“Mom! You don’t have any hair around your vagina, it’s totally smooth.” Lisa has her fingers on Mom’s hair again and runs her thumb across Mom’s smoothly shaved pussy lips. Mom steps back out of reach of Lisa’s hand and starts pulling her robe closed.

“Mom! You’re soaking wet. You are…. Oh my God! That’s why you had the door locked, isn’t it. Oh, Mom, I’m sorry. Were you… um? I’m sorry I interrupted you, didn’t I?” While she’s saying this, Lisa is licking the juices off her thumb as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“It’s alright dear.” She’s staring at Lisa licking her thumb.” I guess I was silly to sneak in here in the middle of the day. I should have waited until I went to bed. Yes, I was masturbating but it’s not something I wish to discuss with you.” Mom is really flustered and talking fast. I’m not sure Lisa is going to get anywhere, but this is very exciting to watch.

“Actually, that’s the other thing I wanted to talk to you about,” Lisa says, softly. “I think there’s something wrong with me and I might be a pervert or something.”

Mom steps closer with concern coming back on her face. “What do you mean, dear? What do you think is wrong with you?” Lisa is sitting on the bed, naked except for her swimsuit top, with her head down, not making eye contact with Mom. Mom sits down next to her and puts her arm around Lisa. “I’m sure there is nothing wrong with you and you’re certainly not a pervert. Just tell mama whatever’s bothering you, okay?”

“Well, you know that I’ve been going out with a couple of guys at school but I’ve never let any of them go all the way.” I love how carefully Lisa is wording this so she won’t be lying to Mom.