Neli moved around her kitchen, the familiar motions of chopping vegetables and stirring sauces providing a comforting background noise as she prepared dinner for herself and her daughter, Keti. Keti was hunched over the kitchen table, her eyes glued to her laptop screen as she furiously typed out notes for one of her college classes.
Neli couldn't help but glance over at her daughter's screen, her eyes widening as she took in the explicit imagery flashing across the screen. Porn. Keti was watching porn. Neli felt a mixture of shock and amusement wash over her. She had always known that Keti was curious about sex, but she had never expected to catch her daughter watching porn right in her own kitchen.
Instead of getting angry, Neli decided to take a different approach. She walked over to the kitchen table and placed a hand on Keti's shoulder, causing her to jump in surprise.
"Keti, sweetheart, I don't think it's a good idea to get too caught up in that stuff," Neli said, trying to keep her voice light and airy.
Keti rolled her eyes, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Mom, you're so modern. I can't believe you're not freaking out right now."
Neli felt a surge of pride at her daughter's words. She had always prided herself on being a modern woman, open-minded and accepting of all walks of life. But she had never expected her own daughter to be the one to call her out on it.
A few days later, Keti confessed to Neli that she had been fantasizing about having wild sex with adult women. Neli was taken aback, her mind racing as she tried to process her daughter's words. Before she could even respond, Keti suggested inviting a prostitute.
Neli was horrified. "Keti, we don't need a prostitute. That's not the answer."
Keti shrugged, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, I saw this porn film where a mother and daughter were having sex. It was pretty hot."
Neli felt her face heat up, her mind reeling as she tried to process her daughter's words. She had never imagined that Keti would bring up something like this, let alone admit to watching it.
Just as Neli was about to respond, Keti dropped another bombshell. "Mom, we're at my therapy session right now. The therapist is asking about my fantasies."
Neli's eyes widened as she took in the therapist, a good-looking woman with a kind smile, who was sitting across from them. She couldn't believe that Keti had brought her here, to this therapy session, and was discussing her wild fantasies in front of her.
The therapist asked Keti to describe the most wild fantasies, flirtatiously asking if it involved a mother and daughter. Neli was mortified, her face turning bright red as she tried to shrink into the background.
But the therapist assured her that she was open-minded and that she wouldn't judge. Neli, still red-faced, agreed to answer the therapist's questions.
The therapist asked Neli if she was a modern woman and if Keti's confession had caused any distressing emotions. Neli admitted that she was not, but she was willing to do anything for her daughter, even if it meant accepting her unconventional desires.
The therapist smiled and told Keti that she had a modern mom, encouraging her to describe her fantasies. Neli, still blushing, began to describe a porn film she had seen where a mother was having a photoshoot, posing naked and masturbating with a cucumber. She described how the daughter had joined in, licking her cucumber-covered fingers.
Neli then described another scene where the mother was taking a bath and the daughter helped her masturbate, leading to the mother finishing in the daughter's mouth.
As Neli finished her story, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. She had been so embarrassed, but the therapist and Keti had accepted her, unconventional desires and all. She was a modern mom, after all.
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