Author's note: This is the first chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of fauxcest (daughter with adopted parents) with some other fetishes potentially included in future chapters. Please do not read if such themes offend you.
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which will be a collection of various series all set on Sapphire Lane, each lesbian related but exploring different kinks.
Chapter 1
Cassidy, full of trepidation, knocked on the door of the large, detached house that was number 25 of Sapphire Lane, a horseshoe-shaped cul-de-sac in a well-off suburb. She was a brunette teenager, recently turned 18, with a pretty face even if she thought her nose was a little too big and that her facial expressions could be a little goofy, and a body that was cutely soft without being chubby with little upturned breasts and a plump teen butt. She was dressed in jeans and a striped black and white tee.
She had grown up all her life an orphan, though had had a happy childhood in the orphanage where she had been well-liked by the staff due to her obedient nature, though was always a little too socially awkward, quiet, and shy to stand out to parents looking to adopt.
Now Cassidy had turned 18, she had to leave the orphanage, something she had been fearing for the last few years as it meant she was going to be practically homeless without support, besides whatever job the orphanage may have managed to find for her. However, to her surprise, she had been suddenly picked for adoption by a lesbian couple who had some very specific requirements she fitted, so thus unexpectedly at age 18, Cassidy finally had parents and a home. What a relief it had been, but a strange one and she was nervous to meet the couple she was now the 'daughter' of.
The door was opened by an attractive woman in her late thirties (though she looked younger) dressed in a green and yellow floral summer dress, with tanned skin, straight black hair tied up in a messy bun, and noticeably large breasts.
"You must be Cassidy!" she beamed, her accent Hungarian, and excitedly pulled the teen into a tight hug which meant the girl suddenly got a face-full of cleavage due to the woman being a head taller.
"I've been so excited to meet you that I barely slept last night! Come on in, just leave your suitcase in the hallway."
"I've been excited to meet you too." Cassidy smiled shyly when she was released from the hug, and followed the woman inside to an entrance room with stairs going to the first floor and a couple of doors leading further into the house.
"I'll give you a tour of your new home soon, but first come to the longue and we'll introduce ourselves! Oh, by the way, a little rule we have is no shoes in the house!"
Cassidy took off her shoes, and the woman took her by the hand and led her through a door into a modern living room with plush furniture and a large TV.
"Sarah, Cassidy is here, isn't she adorable!" the woman excitedly said to another woman sat on the sofa which Cassidy guessed must be her wife. She was an attractive blonde dressed in blue blouse, business skirt and tights, with an athletic body and a stern face with strict hazel eyes that looked the girl up and down. Zafira was probably the more objectively attractive of the pair, however it was already clear that Sarah 'wore the pants' in the relationship.
"She's even got her hair in plaits, what a cutie!" the Hungarian woman continued to gush, and Cassidy blushed; she had purposely done her long hair in double Dutch braids to emphasise her good girl appearance as she thought it would help make a good first impression.
"Hello Cassidy, sit here." The woman called Sarah patted the sofa beside her with a slight smile. "Zafira, pour us some lemonade, she must be thirsty after her trip."
"Hi, thank you, I'd love some lemonade." Cassidy sat down next to the blonde, and Zafira seated herself too, so the girl was in the middle of the couple. On a coffee table in front of the sofa was a jug of homemade iced lemonade which Zafira poured into three glasses.
Cassidy, sat with her hands in her lap, couldn't help nervously fidgeting as she felt a little uncomfortable being sat in the middle of the two women, with the feeling of being examined on either side.
"We're glad to have you here Cassidy, as we've been looking for a daughter to adopt for quite a while now ever since we got married, and I hope you shall be exactly what we were looking for." Sarah said, as Zafira passed her a lemonade.
"I'd had given up hope of ever having parents so very happy to be here too." Cassidy turned to give Sarah her sweetest smile, as she wanted to live up to whatever expectations the couple had.
"Aw, well you shall call me mom."
"And I'll be mommy!" Zafira beamed. Cassidy hadn't really thought of what she'd be calling her new parents, and though mommy felt a little childish for an 18-year-old to be saying, she supposed it made sense when you had two moms and needed a way to differentiate them.
"Okay, mom and mommy!"
"And don't get the two mixed up." Sarah said sternly. "I think its obvious we're a lesbian couple, which is actually common in this neighbourhood, so hope that isn't an issue to you..."
"Oh of course not! I always dreamed of having a mom, so having two is even better! And I just want to be in a home that wants me..." Cassidy laughed nervously, already feeling a little intimidated by her new mom.
"Aw, that's so sweet!" Zafira said, touching the girl's knee.
"Of course, you shall have some responsibilities; chores like cleaning and washing up... is that okay with you?" Sarah continued.
"Yes, I did chores in the orphanage and will be very happy to help out anyway I can. I'll do anything you ask me to."
"And it goes without saying that you shall be well-behaved in general?"
"Yes, I promise I shall be a good girl." Cassidy nodded sincerely.
"More importantly we shall have so much fun together! Clothes shopping, picnics, slumber parties; we're going to be best friends as well as mommy and daughter!" Zafira excitedly added, playing with one of Cassidy's plaits, which the girl noticed she had been doing for most the conversation when not touching her leg or arm. She found it a little strange but guessed she just wasn't accustomed to any motherly affection, so should get use to it.
"Sounds great!" Cassidy giggled timidly.
"Oh, don't you just love her voice sweetheart? It's a bit higher and more girlish sounding then I was expecting!" Zafira said to Sarah, and Cassidy felt a little embarrassed as she was 18 after all but she guessed parents always embarrassed their children and it was nice that her new mommy seemed so smitten with her.
"We should mention schooling. We had considered having you join the final year at the local high school, but thought it might be a lot of people already in cliques for you to meet so decided home schooling shall be better. Your mommy was a teacher before she became a housewife after we married, so she will be fully capable of tutoring you."
"And it'll mean we get to spend more time together!" Zafira added.
Cassidy was a little shocked at this, assuming she would be going to school and looking forward to making some friends in the area, but she supposed her mom might be right about it being difficult fitting into any clique if joining in the final year, as she was shy and introverted after all.
"I need to go into the office now as just took the morning off to greet you. Mommy will give you a house tour. I shall go over the house rules at dinner with you. It was good to meet you Cassidy." Sarah smiled.
"And you. Have a lovely afternoon at work." Cassidy smiled back.
"Lovely afternoon at work..." Sarah parroted, gesturing to herself.
"Lovely afternoon at work mom." Cassidy felt a little unusual calling someone mom after a life at an orphanage, but it was nice.
"Good girl." Sarah smiled then said "Bye darling" to Zafira, the two leaning forward to kiss, right in front of Cassidy's face. She knew it was a little lame for an 18-year-old, but she felt oddly proud of being called a 'good girl' from her sterner mom, and was pleased to be in the midst (quite literally) of a happy family.
With Sarah gone, Zafira continued excitedly chatting to Cassidy then took her by the hand to give her a tour of the house. As Cassidy had seen from the outside, it was a big place with a large kitchen, dining room, downstairs toilet, and utility room on the ground floor, and three bedrooms plus a study and bathroom ("We got you a fluffy pink towel!") on the first floor. The first bedroom was Sarah and Zafira's, and was the largest with an en suite and walk-in wardrobe. "Our bed is so huge that if you ever have scary dreams, you can always come in and cuddle up between us!"
"I think I'm a little old for that..." Cassidy giggled awkwardly, not knowing if her new mommy was joking.
The second bedroom was an empty guestroom, and the third was to be Cassidy's. She was delighted to see she was getting a double bed (the orphanage just had narrow single beds) with pastel pink bedsheets, and leapt on to it in excitement. "Wow, this is so comfy!"
"Of course, you'll be spending a lot of time in it, so we aren't just going to give you a slab of rock!" Zafira laughed, sitting down on the side of the bed. "There are a few surprises waiting for you in the drawer..."
Cassidy climbed off the bed and went to her set of drawers. In one of the drawers was several tennis skirts, all in different colours including white, sky blue, mint green, pastel purple, pink, and red. She picked up one to examine it, seeing it was pleated and very short, probably only just long enough to cover her ass.
"Aren't they so cute! I got your measurements from the orphanage so know they'll fit you perfectly!"
"Thanks mommy, I love them!" Cassidy gave a thankful smile, though she wasn't too keen on wearing skirts normally, especially not ones so short, preferring jeans but it was nice of Zafira to go to the effort to surprise her with new clothes, so decided she'd probably just wear them at home occasionally to please her new parent.
"Knew you'd love them! Try one on; I think the red one would go perfectly with your black and white top."
"Okay sure, I'll go to the bathroom to change..."
"Don't be silly, there's no need to be shy in front of your mommy! Just change here."
"Okay..." Cassidy giggled nervously, not wanting to argue. She unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, revealing her navy-blue briefs. Zafira watched, not even giving her privacy by averting her gaze, and commented "Oh we need to get you some cuter panties! An adorable girl like you shouldn't be wearing granny panties! We can go shopping for some tomorrow."
Cassidy blushed in embarrassment, not sure that it was Zafira's business what panties she wore, but obediently nodded "Yes mommy." After all she told herself, it wasn't like anyone would see what panties she was wearing, so if some different ones would please her new parent, it wasn't a big deal to her. She pulled on the red tennis skirt which as predicted only just covered her butt and a marginal amount of upper thigh, leaving most of her legs bare. Maybe her panties wouldn't be so private as she thought if she had to go out wearing one of these on a windy day or walk up some steep stairs!
"Give a little twirl bébi."
Cassidy did as instructed, not knowing what the word bébi meant but assuming it was some Hungarian term of endearment, and noticed that the skirt blew up a little with the quick turn, probably giving her mommy another glimpse of her briefs.
"Absolutely adorable! I knew you'd look perfect in them!" Zafira was delighted, and Cassidy smiled sweetly, pleased that at least the woman wasn't disappointed. She hoped that maybe she could change back into her jeans, but Zafira took her by the hand again to take her down into the garden.
The garden was massive and surrounded by a high fence, with a large lawn and a swimming pool which Cassidy was excited about, always having enjoyed swimming. The pool was surrounded by a patio area with sun loungers and a BBQ.
They sat together on a garden bench sheltered beneath a bush, and chatted awhile with Zafira eagerly asking her questions about herself until the woman suggested they go and unpack Cassidy's bag.
****
Cassidy opened her suitcase on her new bed, with her mommy looking in at her sparse belongings from the orphanage. She had several pairs of jeans and tops, as well one dress, her underwear, a portable CD player and some pop albums (not owning a mobile phone, which she hoped maybe her new parents might buy her), simple selection of make-up, one piece swimsuit, pyjamas, and a plushie of a floppy eared dog.
"We'll leave your plushie out on your bed for you, hang up your dress in the wardrobe though can see you might need some more, and put your tops in the drawer. I'll just bin all your old underwear for you as we'll go shopping for new ones tomorrow, and shall take these jeans to the thrift store as won't need them since you have all your cute new tennis skirts!"
Cassidy was speechless, she hadn't expected a cull of her wardrobe and didn't realise the new skirts would be completely replacing her current jeans. "That's okay mommy, but we don't need to get rid of all the jeans and the underwear. I'm happy to keep wearing them so you don't need to spoil me with loads of new clothes!" she said desperately.
"Aw you're so sweet, but don't worry, we want to spoil you and can certainly afford to! Getting new clothes for you will be so much fun, and I don't want you to feel like you're being greedy in accepting them. It'll make me so happy too, and after all, good daughters should be dressed by their mothers don't you think?"
Most teenaged girls would have argued, but Cassidy meekly responded with "Yes mommy" and watched her underwear and jeans thrown into different bin bags, destined for the garbage or thrift store respectively. It was her first day after all and she didn't want to already have an argument with her new parent, especially when her mommy had been so welcoming.
****
After unpacking, the rest of the afternoon was spent in the kitchen with Zafira making a lasagne for dinner for when Sarah returned home from work. They ate as a family, Cassidy answering questions about herself, and Zafira getting her to stand up to show Sarah her tennis skirt. After the plates were cleared away, the three of them went into the longue.
"Let's just go over some rules Cassidy, to make sure we don't have any problems... I've written them down for you to keep too." Sarah began seriously, handing her a piece of paper.
"One: you must always obey your mommy and me. Good girls never disobey their parents don't you agree?"
Cassidy nodded.
"Two: You must never leave the house on your own without permission. This is so we don't have to worry about you. Of course, you may go into the garden when you want.
Three: You shall spend each weekday morning doing home schooling with mommy then the afternoon doing chores before your free time. This makes sure you keep up your education and contribute around the house.
Four: Never enter through a closed door without knocking. We tend to keep doors open in the house so a door would normally be shut for a reason and though you are very welcome in your new home, we still require some privacy. Don't go into our bedroom without permission for this reason.
Five: A good girl is seen not heard. Though we aren't Victorian about it, we would appreciate if you reframed from being too noisy."
"Oh, don't worry mom, I'm quiet."
"Good girl, I'm sure you'll follow these to a T."
They watched a movie then Zafira said she'd run Cassidy a bath.
The girl wasn't used to the luxury of having baths in the orphanage, having to just have showers, so found herself unexpectedly excited at the prospect.
Zafira went ahead to the bathroom, whilst Cassidy went to her room to get her pyjamas and toothbrush first. She entered the bathroom to find the tub quickly filling up with warm water, which her mommy was pouring bubble bath into, making the surface cover with white foam.
"Put your clothes in the wash basket bébi then jump on in!"
"Thanks mommy." Cassidy smiled, waiting for the woman to leave however she made no move to.
"Well don't just stand there!" Zafira laughed "Oh, I suspect you're just a little shy, let me help you..."
The woman stepped forward and took hold of the bottom of Cassidy's top, pulling it up. The teenager was shocked but obediently put her arms up so the woman could pull it off over her head, leaving her in her navy-blue bra that matched her panties.
"Turn around and I'll unclasp this..."
Cassidy did as she was told, taken aback that a woman she only met today was undressing her, and that she was tamely complying with it without argument. Was it normal for an 18-year-old to be undressed by her mother? Her bra was removed and dropped into the wash basket, and she meekly covered her cute little upturned teenaged breasts with her hands, whilst Zafira knelt down and unzipped the red tennis skirt. The skirt, along with her briefs, where pulled down and suddenly she was naked (besides white socks), stepping out of her bottoms so the woman could throw them into the wash basket too. Cassidy moved her hand down to cover her pussy and brunette bush of pubic hair whilst moving her other arm across her chest to try keep her breasts covered.
"Don't be so shy in front of mommy, we're all girls here! Now, do I have to take your socks off too or can you do that?"
"Yes mommy." Cassidy blushed and sat on the edge of the bath, pulling off her socks which meant exposing her breasts and bush to the watching woman, and sat waiting to be told what to do next.
"Good girl, now let's get you bathed..." Zafira prompted gently, and Cassidy felt more embarrassed than ever that she had to be reminded to get into the bathtub. Maybe it was just her making it weird, after all, the woman had only undressed her because she had been so hesitant to do it herself, and there really wasn't any reason to be embarrassed by her nude body in front of her new mommy even if the woman was so attractive.
Cassidy climbed into the warm water, that felt fantastic on her bare skin, and was glad the lower half of her naked body disappeared out of view beneath the foamy water though her breasts remained visible above water level.
"Let's give you a good scrub, I imagine it'll feel so good after the travelling you had done today..." Zafira said and dipped a washcloth into the water, then began to wipe it over the teenager's back, shoulders, and arms. Cassidy, not expecting the woman to wash her, tensed up at the feel of the washcloth and hand on her skin, but it did feel good and she gradually relaxed, enjoying just sitting there and being tenderly scrubbed with warm soapy water by someone else.
However, Cassidy's nervousness returned when the cloth moved around to her front, and Zafira began to gently wipe it over her breasts. The soapy material felt a little rough as it moved over her nipples and areola, which in contrast to her pale skin were a pinkish-red colour, and to the girl's panic she felt them harden in arousal in response. It was a purely biological response she told herself, but still embarrassing and hoped that the woman wouldn't notice as it would be especially mortifying if her new mommy thought she was getting aroused by a simple wash in the bathtub.
"What a cute little mole you have there bébi. It must be lucky!"
Cassidy blushed, the mole her mommy was referring to was a little brown one she had directly above her left nipple on the rim of her areola, and meant the woman had been looking at her breasts as she scrubbed them, surely seeing that her nipples were hard even if she hadn't felt it with her fingers through the washcloth. Thankfully Zafira moved on to the girl's tummy, however the teen was not prepared for where the washcloth went next as it moved further down between her legs and gently rubbed her pussy. Already aroused through the stimulation of her nipples, Cassidy let out an involuntary sigh of pleasure she panickily tried to cover with a pretend cough. Her mommy just gently laughed and continued to scrub over her pussy as Cassidy fought to remain composed with her head racing with thoughts. Was this appropriate? Was the woman doing this on purpose or was she, Cassidy, just a pervert to react to it like this? What would her mom Sarah think if she walked in?
Cassidy managed to resist making any more noises, and was relieved when the cloth moved to her thighs than down her legs with Zafira getting her to lift them one at the time out of the water for her to scrub, however the teen's aroused body was a little disappointed with the lack of release.
"Now you're all clean let's get you dried and off to bed!" Zafira smiled, helping Cassidy out of the bath and drying her with the fluffy pink towel she had been given. The teen was glad to get back clothed, quickly pulling on her pyjamas as soon as Zafira finished thoroughly drying her.
She was taken downstairs to say goodnight to Sarah, which felt very formal then her mommy accompanied her back upstairs to her bedroom, and made sure she was tucked in before asking for a good night kiss. Cassidy obediently complied, kissing her mommy on her cheek, with the woman kissing both her cheeks, forehead, and even briefly on the lips, which made the teen's heart unexpectedly flutter, in return before leaving.
Cassidy lay in bed, reflecting on her first day with her new family that seemed as strange as they were welcoming. The house was fantastic, her mom Sarah definitely felt like an authority figure though seemed kind enough despite the formal sheet of rules she had written, but her mommy Zafira, despite her adoring doting, also felt authoritative in a gently insistent way like how she resolutely got her to accept the tennis skirts as replacements for her jeans. She felt she was being treated as a little childish for her 18 years of age, but it was nice to feel part of a family for the first time, and she did have years of being deprived of motherly love to catch up on after all. What troubled her the most was the strange feeling of arousal she had felt in the bathtub, and a similar excitement again when she had been briefly kissed tonight. This had surprised and worried the teen as she had never felt that way before towards someone, and her new mommy was definitely not the right person to elicit those feelings in her.
Whilst musing, Cassidy realised she had subconsciously slid her hand down the front of her pyjama bottoms to gently touch herself. She quickly pulled it out and tried to get to sleep.
Despite her confused and active thoughts when going to bed, Cassidy had a good night's sleep, probably thanks to her bed being the comfiest she ever slept in, far more comfortable than the kind of beds she had to sleep on in the orphanage. She woke up late so hurried to clean her teeth then go down to breakfast, to find her new mommy, Zafira, waiting for her in the kitchen.
The woman was already dressed, wearing an embroidered lace dress that was a striking red colour, tight on her slim but womanly curvaceous body, and short so her long tan pantyhose-clad legs were exposed. Cassidy felt a little embarrassed in her pyjamas and tousled braided hair, but Zafira jumped up from the breakfast bar she was sat at with a big smile and pulled the girl into a hug, kissing her forehead.
"Good morning bébi! How did my little princess sleep?"
"Great, thank you mommy, my bed is so comfy!" Cassidy smiled sweetly, looking up at the woman so her face wasn't pressed into her cleavage.
"Wonderful, I made you some French toast for breakfast, then we'll go shopping for your new underwear as think we can skip with homeschooling on your first day! Your mom will let us off I'm sure, as long as we're back in time to do our chores, though she's already left for work so won't be able to stop us even if she wanted to!" Zafira laughed.
Cassidy ate her breakfast, savouring the delicious food she never got in the orphanage, then went upstairs to dress but it wasn't until she was looking in her drawers did she realise she had no panties and bras! They had been all thrown into the bin bag yesterday ready to be replaced by today's shopping trip, and the ones she was wearing put into the wash basket. She went to the bathroom but found the wash basket empty so was forced to go back downstairs to ask Zafira, who presumably would tell her where the bin bag was so she could retrieve some underwear for today.
The Hungarian woman listened to Cassidy's issue and playfully chuckled "Oh dear, how silly of us. I'm afraid I put the pair from the wash basket with the rest, and they were all thrown into the garbage can outside this morning, but don't worry, I think you can go without underwear for one day... it'll even be fun!"
Cassidy didn't argue, but went back upstairs. She picked out a yellow knitted top to wear which was a little baggy and would hide her lack of a bra with ease, however her lower half was a problem with only the selection of different coloured tennis skirts to choose from. She picked the sky-blue colour to go with the colour of her top, and examined herself in the mirror, thinking she looked like a cute teen but definitely felt concerned about the shortness of the skirt combined with her lack of panties. Her old panties might be binned, but maybe her jeans hadn't been sent to the thrift store yet (unless Sarah has taken them on the way to work) however Cassidy felt too shy to ask Zafira now she was dressed, as she'd have to explain to the woman her concerns about the shortness of the skirt and she might take it she was being ungrateful for them.
Cassidy experimentally sat on the edge of her bed and looked at herself in the mirror, and to her dismay could catch a upskirt glimpse of her pussy which would be a view shared by anyone who sat opposite her. But there was nothing she could do; she'd just have to be careful to keep her legs shut when sat down, which she didn't expect to be doing much whilst shopping anyway. She heard Zafira call her name, and hurried downstair, not wanting to keep her new mommy waiting.
****
Zafira drove them to a nearby mall, and parked up near the entrance. As they got out the car, Zafira reached out to take Cassidy's hand, and they walked inside together with Cassidy feeling a little embarrassed as she didn't think 18-year-olds normally held their mother's hands in public. However, the teen grew used to it as they didn't seem to be getting any strange glances and found she oddly enjoyed the warmth of holding Zafira's hand. It being a quiet Tuesday morning with most women at work or teenaged girls at school, the shops weren't too busy but still relatively lively with housewives.
The mall was smallish but upmarket with lots of exclusive looking clothes stores, designer furniture stores, and some cafes. Though it was just to buy panties, Cassidy felt excited to be in such a place, not ever really having been to a mall before with the orphanage, where their clothes were either donated to them second hand or brought with pocket money on trips to large cheap clothing outlets.
"The lingerie store is on the top floor bébi. We'll behave and focus on just getting you the underwear we need today otherwise we'll end up spending the entire day here and mom will get home before we do!"
"Yes mommy." Cassidy nodded sweetly. She definitely didn't want to annoy the blonde woman by missing her first day of chores!
They went up an escalator, with Zafira letting go of the teen's hand to fumble for something in her handbag. "Oh dear!" she groaned as a pack of tissues and little tin of Vaseline fell out onto the floor as she rummaged whilst halfway up the escalator.
"I'll get them!" Cassidy, who was on the step behind the woman, said brightly, happy to be helpful. She bent forward to retrieve the objects, and heard a loud gasp behind her which made her look over her shoulder, still bent over forward in the middle of picking up the items.
Several steps behind her were a middle-aged woman, with another younger woman who might have been her younger sister or perhaps adult daughter. Both were looking at Cassidy in disdain, then quickly turned away from the girl when they saw she was looking, whispering to each other. Cassidy couldn't hear the words, but they sounded disapproving.
Confused, the girl retrieved the objects and straightened up, passing them back to the Hungarian woman who smiled a thank you, then almost yelped out loud in horrified mortification as she realised what had happened. When she bent over forward, her short tennis skirt would of rode up, exposing her bare butt, clearly displaying her lack of panties to the two woman on the lower elevation behind her, and even worse was that they probably also saw her naked pussy between her legs. Either they thought she was an indecent teen dressed disgracefully, or perhaps they even thought that Cassidy had purposely flashed them! Whatever the case, Cassidy did not look back around at the women, and was glad to reach the top of the elevator and be briskly led away by Zafira who seemed oblivious of the incident. The teen only hoped she wouldn't bump into the two women again in the lingerie store, and was doubly glad she'd soon be getting some new panties to avoid more accidental exposures like that in the future!
The lingerie store was large, and Cassidy didn't think she ever had seen so much underwear in one place with every variety of bra and pantie in different colours and materials, as well as various other under garments that Cassidy hadn't seen in real life before like babydolls, basques, bodystockings, camisoles, corsets, garter belts, negligee, French knickers, and camiknickers, as well as tights, stockings, pantyhose, and socks. She was glad she had her new mommy to help her as she'd be clueless where to even start in such a jungle of lace, silk, and satin.
Zafira certainly wasn't clueless, passing Cassidy a basket and leading her around the store, and picking out items for her, seemingly having planned out exactly what kinds of underwear she wanted the girl to have. Cassidy felt a little childish having everything picked by her mother, but like her first impression when entering the store, she really wouldn't have had a clue if put in charge of making the selections so probably was just best left holding the basket which her mommy was filling.
First was several sets of soft triangle bras and matching cotton briefs which wasn't too different from her old underwear however with far more cutesy patterns and colours (light blue with fluffy white clouds, pastel pink with red hearts, pink and white gingham, yellow and white stripes, purple with white polka dots, and white with strawberries) but at least they looked comfortable and easy to wear, and Zafira was ecstatic with how 'adorable' the teen would look in them.
Next was added a more sexy but still girlish pink lacey bra with matching thong panties. Cassidy, uncertain, said she had never worn a thong before which seemed to delight Zafira "Oh my gosh, it's my bébi's first thong! These panties shall be extra special then..."
They passed through a lot of the lingerie, with Zafira describing the sexy lace bras, garter belts, and stockings as 'underwear for mommy' which Cassidy blushed at, simultaneously finding herself strangely excited by the thought of her Hungarian mommy dressed in lingerie, a little embarrassed at the indirect suggestion she wasn't 'adult' enough for such underwear, and relieved she wasn't getting any as it all looked fiddly and over-the-top for just wearing under clothes.
"These will go perfectly with your tennis skirts!" Zafira exclaimed, seeing a rack of long cheerleader socks which would go up to just below Cassidy's knees, plus a couple of pairs of extra long over the knee socks which would cover most of the leg until mid-thigh and a couple of ankle socks.
"I think we're almost done sweetie, is there anything else that caught your eye?"
"No mommy, I think you're spoiling me more than enough!" Cassidy smiled, though if she was honest she'd prefer all her old underwear that was binned, though it didn't really matter as would be all hidden by her clothes, so was happy if it pleased the woman.
"Aw, so modest, an adorable little princess like you should be spoiled but I'm glad my bébi has such good manners!"
They went to the tills but on the way Zafira saw a pretty pink babydoll with an open front to reveal the tummy and panties, which she added to the basket alongside two matching pairs of lace panties, so Cassidy 'had other options besides her pyjamas'.
At the till Cassidy politely averted her attention so she didn't see the price though guessed from the price tags she had seen that it wasn't cheap, but Zafira didn't seem bothered by the expense in the slightest, seeming genuinely excited to be buying clothes for her new adopted daughter.
They grabbed a coffee, cheese toasties, and some little cakes from a café, then headed home.
****
"I wish we could spend the afternoon with you trying on all your cute new underwear, but now we have to do the boring old chores..." Zafira sighed when they arrived home.
"Don't worry mommy, I'd love to do some chores to help out, especially after you are being so kind buying me new clothes!" Cassidy smiled sweetly, wanting to look enthusiastic about chores so the woman wouldn't think her lazy or a brat that didn't pull her weight around the house.
Sarah had left a list of chores that she had assigned to Cassidy, which Zafira talked her through, showing her around the house and giving instructions on how to use various cleaning equipment like the vacuum cleaner and sprays. Cassidy was a little taken aback with how much housework there was, with her chores including vacuuming the floors, scrubbing the wooden boards of the stairs, dusting the rooms (excluding her parent's bedroom), wiping surfaces, cleaning the toilet bowl with an old toothbrush (ick but someone had to do it!), washing up the breakfast and lunch things, and generally tidying her room. Though the chore list was longer than she had in the orphanage, Cassidy reasoned that she was 18 after all and living rent free so it was fair she helped with the housework, and after all it meant the house was kept lovely, clean, and tidy. Zafira would do the cooking, laundry, and rest of the housework, and of course Sarah worked all day so just relaxed at home.
When she had shown Cassidy the ropes, Zafira sighed "How dull but all of its important, and glad to have your help in keeping things spick and span! However, I spotted something earlier that I sneakily brought with the rest of your underwear to make chores a little more fun!"
"What's that mommy?" Cassidy asked, no idea what it could be.
Out of the shopping bag, Zafira pulled something and held it up, smiling excitedly. They were black frilly lace panties with white ruffles on the leg holes, and a little white embroidered apron-esque shape stitched to the crotch, topped with a black bow; like one of those French maid outfits but distilled to a pair of panties.
"I thought you could wear these!"
Cassidy couldn't help but gawk, and stutteringly said "Don't you think they'd be a bit funny with my skirt?"
"Yes sweetie, I mean wear just these without any other clothes!"
"Umm, don't you think it's a little, um..." Cassidy mumbled, shocked at the suggestion and not sure how to object.
"As well as being fun, it'll also mean your nice clothes don't get dirty doing choirs and will also help work a little on your confidence as noticed what a shy little girl you were at bath time last night..."
"Okay mommy..." Cassidy consented, remembering that rule one was to always obey mom or mommy. The benefits of being a daughter outweighed having to put up some with eccentric expectations after all, and perhaps her mommy was right and it would improve her confidence? It would at least save the woman doing a bit of extra laundry of clothes dirty from housework, so would be selfish to say no. She mustered one of her sweet smiles that her mommy seemed to love, and took the panties off the woman who clapped her hands together excitedly. "Wonderful, now hurry and get changed so we can start our chores! Time's a ticking!"
Cassidy pulled off her yellow knitted top, and unzipped her sky-blue tennis skirt; knowing that her mommy would expect her to change there and then, rather than going to do it in private, and it wasn't like the maid panties would grant her much 'privacy' anyway. She pulled them on, finding that they fitted on her butt snugly with Zafira being delighted at their fit on her. "They are so cute on you! I knew they'd be simply the best when I saw them!"
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Cassidy spent the afternoon doing the long list of chores from her mom, dressed in her new 'outfit' if you could even call a pair of panties that. She diligently scrubbed the stairs, working her way up on her hands and knees, naively putting her plump teen butt on excellent display, as she cleaned each step, with Zafira regularly walking past down below in the entrance hall, 'checking' how the teen was getting on. She dusted the furniture, furrowed her brow as she knelt on the bathroom floor to clean the toilet bowl, and vacuumed the rooms. It wasn't until she was wiping over a full-length mirror in the upstairs landing that she got a good look at her appearance in the reflection.
She looked quite a sight with her naïve face wearing a goofy expression of concentration, her brunette hair in two cute braids that lay down across her bare collarbones, and her completely nude upper half with her little upturned breasts in full view. Her lower half consisted of bare legs and feet, with her only item of clothing being of course the frilly maid panties. She couldn't think of a word to describe her overall appearance; well maybe one and that was silly... or 'adorable' as her mommy would undoubtedly say. She wondered what her stern mom would think, and hoped she would get the chores done before the woman returned from work so she could get dressed to avoid being seen in her mortifying cleaning outfit...
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Cassidy was relieved to be done with her chores and dressed back in her top and skirt (with the addition of her new underwear, choosing the yellow and white striped set). Sarah returned from work, and Zafira served dinner, and at the table excitedly told her wife about the shopping trip, describing all the different items of underwear they had purchased to Sarah's polite feign of interest and Cassidy's embarrassment, though she was relieved her mommy didn't mention the unorthodox new cleaning outfit or how she had worn no underwear to the mall.
They spent the evening together watching TV, then Cassidy was allowed to go upstairs to shower before bed (pleased her mommy wasn't going to bathe her every night) and opted to wear her pyjamas over the new pink babydoll. When she was tucked up in bed, her mommy came in to wish her goodnight, again asking for a kiss from Cassidy before kissing the girl on each cheek, the forehead, and a gentle peck on the lips. "Love you bébi!"
"Love you mommy." Cassidy replied as the woman turned off the light on another strange day in her new home.
Cassidy woke up a bit earlier on Wednesday, wanting to make sure she went down for breakfast before her mom left for work, so the woman wouldn't get the impression that she was lazy. The teen went downstairs in her pyjamas, finding her adopted parents in the kitchen, both dressed, with Sarah in stylish office wear of a white blouse, grey pencil skirt, and tights, and Zafira in a summer dress.
"Morning bébi, do you want some scrambled eggs?" Zafira hugged her and Cassidy nodded "Yes please mommy" and took a seat at the breakfast table where Sarah was just finishing some toast and coffee.
"First day of tutoring today Cassidy, looking forward to studying?" Sarah asked and Cassidy nodded "I'm sure studying will be fun with my mommy as my teacher..."
"Aw, she's such a sweetie!" Zafira laughed from the stove.
"Good girl, okay I'm off." Sarah said, standing up and finishing off her coffee in one last gulp. She went over to the stove to kiss her wife, and said bye to the teen.
"Have a nice day at work mom!" Cassidy said brightly, eager to please the woman at any opportunity as she felt so far she had mainly been bonding with her mommy.
After breakfast, Cassidy dressed in a blue vest top, white tennis skirt, and a pair of her new long white socks, before going downstairs to start her first day of home-schooling with her mommy.
Zafira got her to lift the front of her skirt up so she could see which pair of the new panties Cassidy had picked to wear (light blue ones with the pattern of white clouds), but besides from that the morning was relatively normal with the Hungarian woman taking her through some chapters in maths textbooks and working with her on a set of algebra problems, before switching to some physics. Though schoolwork, Cassidy found is surprisingly fun with the woman, and found that she understood things a lot faster with the one-on-one tutoring than she did when she had done classroom learning that was often disrupted or side-tracked by misbehaving students. She also found it a comfortable environment to ask any silly question which she would be too shy to put her hand up to ask in a class.
She did feel a little guilty that her mommy would be devoting so much of her time tutoring her, but the woman seemed to relish all the time spent with her 'bébi' and was formerly a teacher after all so probably just enjoyed doing some teaching again without all the stress that went with it being a full-time job.
After lunch, Cassidy got changed into her cleaning 'outfit' and did her daily chores, surprised to find she was already getting used to working around the house in the frilly maid panties that left her almost naked, though knew that if anyone besides her mommy were to see her like this she'd die of mortification, and still blushed in embarrassment whenever she crossed paths with Zafira whilst doing her chores. The Hungarian woman seemed to absolutely love the 'outfit' however so Cassidy pretended she did too to please her.
Cassidy was happy to get back dressed after her chores was done, and had time to watch a movie whilst Zafira cooked dinner before Sarah got home. They spent the evening together playing a boardgame which was a lot of fun, with Cassidy happy to see Sarah 'letting her hair down' a bit rather than being the stern figure of authority in the household.
The teen went upstairs for her evening shower; as Zafira had decided that Mondays would be the set day for mommy daughter bath time, with Cassidy relieved it would just be once a week though found she was weirdly excited for the next one, unable to stop herself recalling the feeling of the washcloth rubbing against her sensitive erogenous zones. The memory made her want to touch herself as she showered, but she told herself 'don't be a weirdo Cassidy!' and tried to push the inappropriate thought out her mind.
She tucked herself in bed, with Zafira coming by to give her the usual goodnight kiss, turning off the light as she left. Overall, though mostly schoolwork and chores, it had been a good day, and Cassidy was pleased to be living the family life of a normal teen with loving parents... well maybe not quite normal but every family has its little quirks, and she was sure some girls out there would be jealous of the amount of motherly affection and attention she got!
Meanwhile Zafira, after kissing Cassidy goodnight, went to the master bedroom where her wife Sarah was sat at the dressing table in her underwear (dark blue lace), wiping off her neatly subtle make-up. "Cassidy in bed?" she asked matter-of-factly.
"Yes dear, our little princess is all tucked in!" Zafira stood behind her wife, running her hand down over her bare shoulder and arm. "Do you feel like a bit of fun tonight..."
"Yes mommy!" Sarah imitated the high girlish voice of Cassidy, nodding in a caricature of how the teen vigorously nodded her head. Zafira laughed "Oh don't be mean! I think it's sweet how she speaks and her cute little expressions and head movements..."
"Yeah, yeah, such a cutie pie... maybe not the brightest bulb in the box, but she seems a nice, well-behaved girl so if you are pleased with her, I'm happy."
"Oh, I'm very pleased with her, exactly what I wanted our daughter to be!"
"That's great darling, though I think getting a puppy would have been much easier than an 18-year-old through the adoption process!" Sarah grinned, teasing her wife.
"Oh, you are so wicked!" Zafira pouted "A puppy couldn't do your list of chores!"
"Yes, I suppose she's capable of learning a couple more tricks than a puppy dog... anyway enough about little Cassidy, let's have that 'fun' you were talking about..." Sarah said, standing up to passionately kiss her wife, and as they made out, slowly guiding her back to the bed.
"Wait, let me get this off..." Zafira panted, breaking the intense kiss to pull up her summer dress over her head with her wife's help, and discarding it to the floor, so she was left just in her underwear: a sexy red set with lacey black embroidery on the bust and crotch.
"I want your beautiful hair down too baby..." Sarah sighed, before their kissing resumed with Zafira's hands caressing over the athletic body of her blonde wife, whilst Sarah fiddled with the brunette's messy bun until her long hair was released and fell down around her shoulders. Sarah wetly kissed her way across the Hungarian's cheek to nestle her face into the woman's hair, inhaling the scent she loved so much whilst teasingly kissing her wife's earlobe.
Zafira reached behind herself to unclasp her red bra, freeing her large 38C bell-shaped breasts that were perfectly firm with smallish chestnut-coloured nipples and thick ring of areola, which Sarah's hand moved to caress.
The blonde kissed her way down the side of Zafira's face, lingering on her sensitive neck before tracing over her collarbones then down to her large breasts which she covered with passionate kisses to the gentle moans of the brunette.
"Do you want to tie me up tonight?" Zafira asked in excited anticipation, and Sarah nodded as she continued to kiss around the woman's breasts and hardened little nipples.
"But first we need to deal with these panties!" Sarah suddenly spun the woman around and pushed her forward, so she bent over the bed with her big firm ass raised, the red thong panties disappearing from sight between the two cheeks. Sarah slowly peeled the panties down, enjoying the tantalising reveal of her wife's pussy, wet and delicious between her legs, with her thick outer labia and dark purplish inner labia obscuring her tasty pink vulva. It only took a slight parting of the buttocks to reveal the woman's asshole, a tight wrinkled hole surrounded by a darker ring of skin. Sarah wanted to dive in to taste, not sure which one of her beautiful wife's appetising holes were more tantalising, but restrained herself as she'll have plenty of time for tasting after the woman had been bound.
"Crawl onto the bed then roll over darling." Sarah ordered, with Zafira eager to obey. Meanwhile the blonde rummaged in the chest they kept at the foot of the bed which contained the various straps and ropes of their shared fetish for bondage, selecting three pieces to use tonight.
Zafira had already assumed the position on her back with her knees bent and legs parted and raised, leaving her holes exposed and sluttily inviting.
"Are we doing a frogtie?" Zafira asked.
"Note quite darling, but you're in a good position for how I want you!" Sarah grinned, climbing onto the bed with the three straps she had picked from the box. Before starting, she briefly kissed her wife on the lips which turned into a long intense kiss before she broke away and devoted her attention to tying the woman up. She took up the first leather strap which she buckled around Zafira's toned thigh, which had a smaller strap connected on to it which she fastened around the woman's forearm, so it was bound to her thigh. Sarah used the second leather strap on her wife's other leg, binding it to her other forearm.
The third strap was different than the first two, being long and slightly elastic. This Sarah tied around one of Zafira's ankles then gently pulled up her leg, so her foot was in the air, and looped the long strap through the headboard then tied the other end to her wife's other ankle, shuffling back to admire her handiwork.
Zafira was stuck on her back, her wrists bound to her thighs with her knees pushed up towards her chest, and bent with her lower legs and feet pulled up and held in the air by the longer strap which secured her to the headboard. It was a fairly unrestrictive tie that gave the woman a lot of room to wiggle around in, but not much scope for any real movement like changing the position she was bound in.
"How do I look?" Zafira grinned, squirming a bit to enjoy the helplessness from the bondage.
"Fantastic, especially with your beautiful pussy all exposed for me to do whatever I want with! Hang on, I just want a quick picture..." Sarah hurried to her dressing table to grab her phone, and Zafira smiled for the photo which would be added to the collection Sarah had of her tied in various positions. With the tying up and photo out the way, Sarah could finally taste her wife's pussy which had grown even wetter with the bondage. She briefly tickled the neat thin landing strip of public hair Zafira kept above her otherwise waxed pussy, and lovingly kissed her sensitive inner thighs, then turned her attention to the glistening gem. She started by wetly sucking on the vulva, and alternating this with strong broad licks between the labia, spitting a little on it to further wet the pink hole, before focusing her tongue on the woman's clit. Zafira moaned in pleasure, wiggling in her bondage, and relishing the sensations of pleasure which the leather straps holding up her legs prevented her from resisting even if she wanted to.
"Like fine wine, I'm sure it gets even tastier every time I lick it..." Sarah murmured before returning to worshiping the pussy with her tongue.
"And I always think your tongue can't get any better at it... but feels out of this world every time..." Zafira moaned.
As Sarah continued pussy licking, she reached up to caress her bound wife's breasts, feeling their firmness and rubbing her fingers over the hardened nipples, making Zafira moan even more at the added simulation along with the skilful tongue flicking over her clit.
"Nearly ready to cum darling?" Sarah grinned, her lips wet from pussy juice and spit.
"Yes, almost there... just a bit more..." Zafira groaned in pleasure.
"I want you to cum on my pussy!" Sarah straightened up, with Zafira crying in protest of the tongue leaving her pussy but stuck in the bondage, there was nothing she could do. Sarah pulled down her panties to expose her wet pussy topped by a tidy bush of dark pubic hair, then unclasped her bra so she was fully naked like her wife. Her breasts were smaller than the Hungarian woman's but subtly enhanced with surgery, so they were perfectly shaped and firm.
Sarah climbed on top of the bound brunette, straddling her crotch so their pussies touched in position to trib. The blonde began to slowly rub herself against the woman's pussy, enjoying the feel of it, warm and wet from arousal and licking, sliding against her own vulva. Zafira, desperate for orgasm after being bought so close by her wife's tongue, did all she could from her bound position to return the humping with the two women soon tribbing in rhythm to one another; years of marriage having made them experts in one another's bodies, so they knew exactly how to move together to maximise their pleasure.
"Harder, I'm so close!" Zafira begged, and Sarah laughed but relented, deciding she'll be nice and increase the intensity of the tribbing, rather than tease her tied-up lover especially as her own arousal meant she'll only be teasing herself too. The room was full of the sound of sliding wet pussies, hot panting, and moans of pleasure from both women, but especially Zafira who loudly wailed in ecstasy as she orgasmed; her body shaking in the restraints and her toes curling.
Sarah continued to ride the woman through her orgasm, then when it subsided, climbed off and sprawled onto the bed, breathing heavily from the intense bout of exercise that tribbing is. Zafira, though less active in the tribbing due to the bondage restraints and position on the bottom, was breathing just as heavily due to her intense orgasm, and both ladies were slicked in sweat.
"That was amazing darling..." Zafira sighed in satisfied pleasure, then her eyes widened "Oh you don't think I was too loud! What if Cassidy could hear?"
Sarah chuckled. "Then she would have learnt that her parents have an active sex life, and that you are noisy in bed! I wonder if she knows how lesbians make love..."
"Not that our love making is the most vanilla kind of lesbian sex..." Zafira wiggled in her restraints. "When are you going to let me out of these?"
"After you are less selfish, I haven't had an orgasm yet!"
"Well, it's going to be difficult for me to make you cum tied up!"
"Oh, I think you can..." Sarah pulled herself up and stepped over her restrained wife, turning around to kneel down and lower her pussy to the woman's mouth. Zafira didn't need to be told what to do, and eagerly kissed her wife's wet pink vulva, sucking on the glistening lips that were moist from her own pussy.
"The only thing that makes your pussy even more tasty is when it's glazed with my pussy juices!"
"Less talking and more licking!" Sarah ordered, liking dirty talk but enjoying being dominate in bed even more, and besides, she really did need an orgasm! Zafira obediently returned to eating her wife out, her job to make Sarah orgasm not going to be too strenuous judging by how wet the woman's pussy was.
Sure enough, it didn't take too much sucking on her wife's clit until the woman orgasmed, and Zafira gleefully licked up her delicious pussy juice, always enjoying the tartness in flavour of the blonde's pussy, contrasting to her own which was sweeter and a little salty.
After Sarah had recovered from her climax, she climbed off her wife's face then gently untied her from the restraints. Zafira did some light stretches, then tenderly kissed the blonde, the two women cuddling on the bed for a while, a staple of their after-care routine after intense sex or bondage to relax themselves after the heat of their lovemaking. Sarah then grabbed the bottle of lavender scented lotion off of the bedside table, and applied it to the naked body of Zafira, rubbing it over her tanned arms and legs, as even though the bondage was pretty light, the Hungarian was in her late thirties and would feel a little sore the next day. It wasn't like rubbing lotion over the woman's beautiful body was a chore for Sarah, nor did Zafira begrudge the extra time her wife's hands caressed her.
Both women, despite being sweaty from lovemaking, were too tired to have a shower before bed, so they simply washed their faces in their en suite then turned off the light, cuddling up again under their duvet until they fell asleep.
Meanwhile Cassidy was lying awake in bed, being able to hear the muffled sounds of passion from her adopted parents' room. She guessed they were having lesbian sex, briefly wondering what two women did together in bed before pushing the inappropriate thought about her mothers out her head, and tried to ignore the strange noises, and get to sleep. At least it sounded like the women had a healthy sex life which she supposed was important in a romantic relationship, and benefited her as it fostered a happy household, but she just wished they could be a little more discreet about the noise...