Corruption

Over the next few days, Andrea took every opportunity to deepen the wedge between Vickie and her mother as she wined and dined the impressionable teenager. Andrea took her to all the sights of the big city, they ate in exclusive restaurants, visited posh nightclubs and the rich aunt showered the girl with presents of jewelry and perfume.

Again to further erode the girl's resistance and pique her sexual curiosity, Andrea began wearing flimsy negligees around the apartment. Vickie was, at first, ill at ease.

"God, Andrea, you've been telling me how beautiful my body is, but compared to you, I look like a little girl."

"No, quite the contrary, dear. I like my body, I take care of it, but I am a middle aged woman. You, on the other hand, are young and fresh and... still a virgin?"

Vickie blushed deeply.

"... Yes," she said almost inaudibly.

"How quaint."

"Quaint?" asked the girl.

"It's just that in this day and time..."

"But I want it to be special."

"Of course you do dear. The person who takes you for the first time should be someone you love and cherish."

"Mom says I should save myself until I'm married."

"Once again it seems your mother stands between you and your enjoying yourself."

"Are you saying I should..."

"I'm saying you're no longer a little girl. If a woman wants it, she gets it. It's that simple. Besides..."

"Besides what?" asked Vickie.

"It's just that I hate to see you holding yourself back because of what your mother has told you."

"Why?"

Andrea hesitated, trying to look deep in thought as to what to do. Her little act was working to perfection.

"You said you wanted to be treated like an adult. I have something I will show you, but you are going to have to be very grown up."

Vickie was puzzled, but nodded her head in the affirmative.

Andrea went to her wall safe, spun the combination and withdrew a videotape.

"This is a tape made long ago. As far as I know I have the only remaining copy. I have kept it locked up these many years to protect..."

"To protect who?" asked the girl.

"Well, just look at the tape. The only reason I'm showing you this now is that I don't want hypocrisy to keep you from enjoying your womanhood."

"I don't understand."

"Just look at the tape," said Andrea, handing it to the girl and motioning to the entertainment center.

"Vickie turned on the equipment, inserted the tape and pushed the play button.

An image appeared of a naked man and woman in bed, his phallus paused at the entrance to her nest.

"Oh come on Andrea, I know what a porn movie is..."

"Watch the woman, listen to her voice."

Vickie concentrated on the woman's face as her urgent voice implored her lover.

"God, give it to me! I've got to have it! Fuck me baby! Fuck me hard!"

Vickie's eyes widened in sudden realization.

"That's... that's... MOM!" she cried.

It had cost several thousand dollars for the video lab to take a standard porno flick and electronically wed Laurel's face to the body of the porno star and synthesize Laurel's voice. Andrea had gotten her money's worth however as the result looked and sounded absolutely genuine.

The camera went in for a close up and Vickie stood transfixed as it was indeed her mother's face, a face twenty years younger, but Laurel's without a doubt.

The camera pulled back just as the huge rod sank into the woman on the screen.

"Oh, yes baby, yes! Deeper! Deeper!" the woman cried as the man thrusted again and buried himself in her.

Vickie looked quickly to Andrea, who played her role quite well, a pained expression on her face.

"Mother... I can't believe..." gasped the teen.

The man and woman were humping each other in total abandon, the woman crying for more. Suddenly she screamed, "I'm coming!" and her entire body shook in convulsion.

The man withdrew, rolled her over, pulled her onto all fours and sank his lance in the woman's anus. She screamed, then began humping as wildly as before. This time both orgasmed at the same time. As the man withdrew, the woman turned and scooted down between his legs where she took his penis in her mouth and began sucking.

Vickie was transfixed, her mouth open, eyes wide. Yet she was fascinated, excited, her nest becoming wet and her nipples stiffening as she watched.

The woman was quite accomplished at oral sex and had the man throbbing again in only a few seconds. Vickie gasped as the woman swallowed his second orgasm.

At this point the screen went blank. Vickie turned to Andrea in shock.

"Where... where did you get this?"

"Several years ago," began Andrea, the pained look still on her face despite the fact she was feeling quite self satisfied, "when we were both adolescents, your mother and I both realized we had, in some way, developed a voracious appetite for sex. Maybe, because I was older, I was able to keep it in check, but your mother succumbed to her desires and began indulging herself."

"Screwing around, you mean."

"Not very elegantly put, but... yes," responded Andrea, continuing the lie, "She lost her virginity at twelve."

"TWELVE???? Why the hypocrite!" exclaimed Vickie.

"By the time she was sixteen she had bedded nearly every boy in school."

"God, I never dreamed!"

"Right after High School she was approached by a porn producer who enticed her into making a few short films. It was right after that that she met your father. After they were married she came to me for help in locating and destroying the films. She was afraid Jim would somehow find out about them. She had made only six and luckily the producer was strictly an amateur. He had only made about a hundred copies of each of her films and had sold far fewer than that. I borrowed money from our mom and dad and bought out his inventory. The hard part was tracking down and securing the thirty or forty which had actually been sold. We destroyed them all with the exception of this one which I have kept locked away."

"Why did you keep this one?"

"When Laurel met your father, I knew she couldn't stay faithful, her need for men, many men, was just too strong. But your father was a decent man and I thought I could use the tape to keep her in line, keep her from straying."

"You blackmailed her?"

" I guess you could call it that. I threatened to show the tape to Jim if she ever went out on him. Of course I wouldn't have, but I hoped it would force her to stay faithful. It worked for a while, but right after you were born, she began sleeping around. At that point my threats did no good. Once she began visiting motels with other men, she couldn't stop, didn't want to stop."

"My mother the slut!" observed Vickie disgustedly.

"This need, this drive seems to run in the family. I guess you could call it the family curse. It's the reason I never married. I didn't want to spend my life fighting to stay true to one man when I knew I wanted more. Our grandmother, although she mellowed somewhat in her later years, had quite a reputation when she was younger."

"Then..."

"Yes honey, you'll, no doubt, experience the same thing. I was able to contain my own urges until I was a bit older, but I must admit, it was a struggle. I was glad to finally be able to indulge myself... but at least I didn't do it at someone else's expense."

Vickie nodded, a loathing for her mother beginning to build.

"I can tell you from first hand experience, denying those urges only makes you miserable."

"Are you saying I should..."

"I am saying that when the time comes, let me know and I can make it easier for you."

"But how will I know?"

"Oh, you'll know, like encountering a man or woman like you did at the restaurant the other night. Instead of simply wanting to tease, you'll want more. You'll feel a need, an urge, to have him strip you naked and take you."

"Aunt Andrea!"

"I know, it sounds lurid, but it starts with the sight or mention of sex exciting you, your nipples will get hard and sensitive, your nest will get wet, your temperature will rise."

"But... but..." Vickie did not want to acknowledge that those very feelings and reactions were ones she had experienced while watching the tape of the woman she thought was her mother.

Andrea knew the reactions which she described were normal, but she wanted the girl to believe they were the precursor to something much more powerful.

"The more you fight it, the worse it gets. It can overpower you, Vickie, make you do things you never dreamed you would. So just remember, I'm here for you."

"Yes, I'll remember," said the confused girl.