One day you're devastated because your husband left you for a younger woman.
Three months later a moment rekindles a past you had pushed far, far away and life is good!
I came home at lunch to pick up the snacks for the afternoon PTA meeting (the divorce settlement had left me still able to be a stay-at-home mother, although with Tess in her senior year I was pondering what to do next) when my taboo past came flooding back out of the woodwork in one stunning reveal.
I noticed Tess was home, which was rather unusual, so I headed to her room to see if she was okay; usually she would text me if she was coming home sick or if she forgot something (which she often did) to have me bring it to her (truth be told I was pretty much her servant).
I heard her cry out, "Oh yes, fuck me harder, I'm so close,"
I froze.
She came home at lunch to have sex?
I was pissed. I mean she is eighteen and I was not naïve enough to think she was a virgin, but fucking some guy right here in my house!
I was about to burst into her room when I heard a female voice, "How bad do you want it, Tess?" A voice I instantly recognized. It was Jane, my neighbour and my daughter's best friends' mother.
"So bad, just pound my cunt," my daughter moaned, clearly close to an orgasm.
"You're turning into a perfect little lesbian slut," Jane approved, as I listened in awe, flashbacks to my own lesbian teen past immediately flooding back... especially my sexual submission to my own former neighbour and my mom's best friend Kendra.
My teenage degradation had gone from eating her pussy while in bondage:
To Mistress Kendra sharing me with other women of the neighborhood:
To her fisting me:
To how I made the cheerleading squad:
Chills went through my body and wetness flooded my panties at the memories of my taboo past... one I'd quit cold turkey (or cold fish lol) when I got pregnant in my last year of college (never actually graduating) with the man I would marry. A man from a family of privilege, although it turned out he used that privilege to cheat on me at work while I stayed home and raised four kids (one a doctor, two in college and my youngest, Tess).
I hadn't tasted pussy in twenty-five years.
I hadn't wielded or been fucked by a strap-on in twenty-five years.
For the past two, I had only been fucked by my one old vibrator.
Yet suddenly, without even seeing the lesbian act happening in the next room, my past came flooding back and so did my hunger.
I couldn't resist, my hand went to my panties as I listened to my daughter having lesbian sex.
"Oh God, I love how you fuck me so much better than the boys," Tess whimpered.
"Because only girls know how to please girls," Jane said, something I would have to agree with... all my greatest orgasms had come twenty-five or more years ago from a female tongue or a plastic cock.
"Oh God, fuck, shit," Tess babbled, her orgasm obviously imminent.
I could no longer resist peeking around the corner and watching, my own orgasm building quickly.
As I snatched a quick glimpse of my daughter on all fours getting fucked (my favorite position), I found myself looking at Jane, who was looking right at me.
I quickly darted away and scurried out of my house and into my car and drove away.
I pulled over and collected myself.
What had just happened?
As I replayed what I'd witnessed, I moved a hand back to my fevered pussy and quickly finished the orgasm that had been interrupted by Jane when I was caught watching.
I drove to the bakery to pick up something for the PTA meeting since I'd forgotten it a second time in my hurry to leave... then something occurred to me: why had I left?
I had done nothing wrong!
Yet, even though I had only seen my daughter getting fucked for a few seconds, I couldn't get the image out of my head.
When I did come home later, nervous both about what to say to Tess and what she may say to me, she acted normal. It seemed Jane hadn't told her.
So, unsure what to say, I decided not to mention anything, but I did investigate. I asked, "So how is Mike?" Mike was her boyfriend. Or maybe he still was.
"Fine," she answered.
"Any Valentine's Day plans?" I asked, Valentine's Day only two days away... a day that happened to also be my birthday... a coincidence which I hated.
"Not sure," she answered.
"No big date?" I continued.
"With Mike?" she scoffed. "He doesn't even know what dating is."
"Are you two not together anymore?" I asked.
"We hang," she shrugged. She then added, "I'd rather spend the day with the birthday girl."
"Sweet," I smiled, "but you have a love life to lead."
"So do you," she said, having been bugging me to get back in the game for months.
"Ugh, men," I sighed.
She shrugged, "Then date a woman."
"Tess!" I gasped, even though that idea had been marinating in my mind ever since my lesbian encounter trigger earlier in the day.
"What? It's 2018. The rules are changing."
"Well, I'm an old-fashioned woman," I lied, thinking, if she only knew I'd eaten at least fifty girls' pussies before I met her father.
She shrugged, "Just saying. Who knows, you might like it."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I said, waving her off. If she only knew!
That night, I was watching lesbian porn for the first time in years, when as I got close I imagined Tess and her cheerleading friend Nicole getting it on together... which got me off in seconds.
The next morning, don't ask me how horny, I looked out the window and saw Tess and Nicole, Jane's daughter, waiting for the bus together.
This made me wonder if those two had ever had lesbian sex together.
"Ooooooh," I moaned to myself, imagining them in their cheerleader outfits having some fun.
I ended up coming in my front room while staring at my daughter, imagining her wanting me.
Once I came, I cursed myself for my taboo thoughts.
I was fantasising incest.
I was her mother.
I shook my head and took a shower... a very cold shower.
That afternoon though, as if my fantasies were foreshadowing, I came home and again heard moaning coming from Tess's room. "Oh God, Tess, that feels so good."
"I knew you would like that," Tess responded.
"I can't believe we're missing gym to do this," said a voice that was undoubtedly Nicole's. I guess that answered my question!
"No worries, Mrs. Winston is a lesbo too," Tess revealed. Mrs. Winston was the principal.
Instantly, my naughty twisted lesbian mind went to another hot visual.
I was imaging my daughter with Mrs. Winston when Nicole moaned, "Oh fuck, Tess, you're so much better than the boys."
"Tell me about it," Tess preened, as I again had to peek into the room, curiosity killing the horny mother's pussycat.
My daughter was licking and fingering Nicole, who was moaning like crazy, her orgasm obviously close.
"Oh yes, oh yes, fuck, fuck, yes," Nicole babbled before she suddenly came.
"So yummy," Tess purred, eagerly licking up Nicole's pussy cum... which I instantly wanted to taste.
"You're amazing," Nicole declared, as her body finally finished quaking with ecstasy... I wonder if it was a like mother, like daughter thing... as I was once an amazing pussy pleaser.
"That's what your mother says, too," Tess purred.
"I can't believe you're fucking my mom," Nicole said, obviously something she had only learned today.
"I can't believe you're not," Tess responded, an incest reference, which made my mouth drop open. Would Tess commit incest?
Would I, given the chance?
I backed away as Tess got off the bed. "Now it's time to repay the favour."
"I don't know how," Nicole said.
"It's easy," Tess said, "now crawl over here and get licking."
"So bossy," Nicole joked.
"I need to come now," Tess said.
"I'll try," Nicole said, as I peeked back into the room just in time to see Nicole on her knees, between my daughter's legs.
"That's it, just pretend you're licking the cream out of a French pastry," Tess instructed with a moan, "make me say 'ooh la la!'"
Nicole seemed dazed and intoxicated, just like I'd been the first time I tasted heaven, as she replied, between licks, "You taste so warm and sweet. Gooey. Maybe you're right, maybe I should ask my Mom if she wants to play."
And I couldn't deny it, I wanted to taste my daughter.
Suddenly Tess's cell phone rang.
"Dammit," Tess sighed, moving away from the eager teen.
I took that as my hint to leave and I snuck back out of my own house for the second time in two days... wondering how long Tess had been playing with girls.
That night, while I got myself off again, I imagined Tess and Nicole playing together while Jane watched:
This led me to frantically fucking myself until my subversive mind took control and I was imagining not Tess and Nicole, but Tess and myself... in a 69.
And God did I come hard.
Then I cursed myself for thinking such inappropriate thoughts.
Then I remembered Tess's incest statement.
Then I drifted to sleep wondering what if.....
...
The next day was Valentine's Day.
My birthday.
Sigh.
First thing in the morning I walked past Tess's room and she called out, "Happy birthday, Mom."
I turned to and began to say, "Just another year closer to...." But I stopped as my daughter was putting on a thong and was dressed so inappropriately. Two days ago I would have scolded her for such an outfit, especially for school, but instead I stared... my pussy tingling and my mouth watering.
"...death," she repeated... apparently I used that expression too much.
"Exactly," I nodded.
She stood up once her thong was on and asked, "Like my outfit?"
"It's a little much," I pointed out, even as I stared at the exposed bottom halves of her tits.
"No rant?" she asked.
"What?" I asked.
"I was trying to see how long it would take before you made me change," she smiled. "Aren't you putting your foot down this morning and saying something about my disgracing the family name?"
"Brat," I said, "too late, I think your father already did that," shaking my head, as she pulled down her skirt in front of me, covering up her sexy thong. Drat!
I started to leave, temptation swirling around inside me, when she asked, "So any plans today?"
"Ice cream and Sandra Bullock and Meg Ryan movies," I said, as she took off her shirt, okay, half-shirt.
"It's a date," she said.
"Really?" I asked, surprised she would spend the evening with me.
"It'll be Sleepless in Boston," she joked.
"Or You've Got Ice Cream," I countered.
"Or just plain You've Got Cream," she quipped with a strange tone as she put on a pair of jeans, while I made a shitty attempt at not staring at those ripe tits.
I didn't respond to her inneundo, as I didn't get it at the time, instead just admiring my daughter's body.
Once she was dressed properly, making me feel strangely disappointed, she gave me a hug, her tits crushing into mine, and said, as she gave me a quick peck on the lips, "Happy birthday, Mom."
"Thanks, Sweetie," I said.
"And do I have a great present for you," she said, as she walked out of the room.
"I hope it's Hugh Jackman," I called out.
"Better," she yelled back.
I heard her close the front door a minute later and I went to the washroom.
I then was walking past her room when I noticed her thong lying on her bed.
When and why had she taken it off? Had she replaced it with anything?
Or were they just yesterday's and I just hadn't noticed them? Before I even knew what I was doing, I was shrugging out of my robe.
I knew it was wrong, but I wanted to smell her scent... a woman's pussy scent the most intoxicating scent in the world... at least I'd thought so back in my youth.
I pulled the thong, still damp, to my nose.
"Ooooooh," I moaned to myself, my head going light at the flowery sweet scent of my daughter's pussy.
God, I wished she weren't my daughter.
God, I wished I knew how to get back in the lesbian game. Maybe Jane...?
I fell back onto my daughter's bed, brought her thong to my nose and mouth again and moved my other hand to my fevered pussy.
I began rubbing myself, again closing my eyes, this time deciding just to give in to my lesbian incest fantasy.
I sniffed her intoxicating scent, as I babbled, imagining a sweet 69 again, "Oooh yes. Oh my God! Right there, Tess. Ooooh. Lick Mommy there."
I sucked on her thong, tasting her sweet nectar. God, it was heaven.
I sucked on her thong.
I smelt her thong.
I moaned, "Oh yes, lick Mommy's pussy, baby," and "Mommy really wants to lick your cunny, honey."
I moaned, my eyes closed as I imagined tasting her full nectar directly from the source as she licked mine, "Oh yes, make Mummy cum while she eats your yummy pussy."
I was so close to coming, the naughty idea of having sex with my daughter really turning me on, when I was startled by a single word, "Mom?"
I heard her voice and my mouth reacted quicker than my fingers as I kept rubbing even as I gasped, "What? Tess!"
Tess came closer as she asked, "What are you doing, Mom?" Before I could respond, not that I had a good answer (praying she hadn't heard me moaning about her), she added, "Are those my panties?"
I wanted to joke, 'actually it's your thong.' But instead I asked, "Um, um, what happened? Why are you back here?"
"I missed my bus," she explained.
Mortified at getting caught, I said, "I -- oh God. I'm so sorry and ashamed, sweetheart. There's no explanation I can give you."
Instead of being angry, or horrified, or even vaguely disapproving, she smiled. Her response confused me completely. "Yeah, right. Except the obvious one."
"What?" I asked.
"I heard you say you want to eat my pussy," she smiled. "Actually you were crying it out rather loudly."
"Oh my God," I gasped, even as I realized I was still holding her thong.
"That was so wrong," I said.
"What? Being horny for your hot daughter?" she asked.
"Yes," I admitted, "I mean, no."
"Which is it?" she asked, her hand going to my leg.
"Okay, the answer is Yes, you made me horny, but it's wrong," I answered.
"It's your birthday," she said, her hand slowly slithering up my leg. "You get one birthday wish."
"I don't know," I said, even though I wanted her so badly.
"Simple question," she asked. "Do you want your birthday present to be me?"
"Oh, Tess," I groaned hopelessly, wanting to say yes, but unable to say it.
She didn't say a word, just immediately stood up and began undressing.
I watched unable to speak... although my lower lips were trembling and dying to speak up. Have you ever had your own pussy wanting your attention so much you felt it was tugging on your sleeve?
"How long have you wanted to eat my pussy, Mom?" she asked nonchalantly.
"Tess!" I gasped at the frank question.
"Sorry, do you prefer the word cunt?" she asked. "I mean cunt is definitely a nastier word, a hotter one. Will it turn you on more if I talk dirty? How long have you wanted to eat out your daughter's juicy cunt, you sexy Mommy slut? Is that better?"
"I can't believe this," I said, unable not to stare as she was now completely naked.
"What?" she asked. "That you're about to have your first birthday pie ever? Shall I stick a little candle in my twat for you to blow out?"
"Oh God," I said.
"I hope to be screaming that very soon, Mommy," she wickedly said, as she lay on her bed and spread her legs. "Now crawl between my legs and get your first birthday present of the day."
"I can't believe this," I said, even as I felt my body moving towards hers.
"I wanted to give you the perfect present," she said.
As I stared at her tantalizing twat I nodded, as I morphed into my old lesbian self, craving teen cunt, "You just did, sweetheart!"
As I extended my tongue and licked, she moaned, "Oh yes, Mom, lick my pussy!"
"I've dreamed about this for so long," I moaned, as I licked her delicious ripe cunt, before adding, "so yummy!"
How long?" she asked.
"Actually just two days, so not that long, I guess," I corrected. "But it's been a pretty obsessive two days."
"No, that's not so long," she giggled "but I like the word obsessive."
As I licked, her homemade honey so sweet, she asked, "So what made you want to eat my cunt?"
"I saw Jane fucking you on Monday," I admitted.
"Ohhhhh," she said both as a 'I didn't know that' and a sensuous moan.
"Then yesterday I saw you teaching Nicole," I added.
"I guess I should be more careful," she said, as I licked and licked.
"On the contrary," I said. "I'm happy I found out. You really got me started thinking when you encouraged her to fuck Jane."
"Me too," she agreed, "to both. Once the words were out of my mouth I began speculating about doing you. That's what my Hugh Jackman crack was about earlier. I was hoping later on today I might find a way of making you think I tasted better than him."
"You taste perfect, honey," I complimented, knowing girls loved positive comments about their taste and smell.
"I know," she nodded, "I'm told that all the time."
"I think I'm jealous of my competition," I playfully responded, although I was beginning to feel like maybe I really was jealous.
"Oh, I'll always have a fresh cunt for you, Mommy," she moaned before she ordered, "Lick that, Mommy. Lick my little cunt good."
And as I did just that, loving my remission to cunt, I couldn't help but think, I never dared to think this might happen for real. I wonder how many laws I'm breaking? Although without a doubt I would break them all to repeat this moment.
"Soo nice," she moaned, as I took my time between her legs. I wasn't in the fast lane, no I was on route 66, taking a nice leisurely cruise through her fragrant countryside.
Like riding a bike, I quickly learned you don't forget how to lick a pussy. I explored every crevice of her cunt in and out with my eager tongue, listening to my daughter's moans increasing.
"You've done this before haven't you, Mom?" Tess assessed accurately.
"A long, long time ago," I admitted, while not stopping dining on my daughter's delicacy.
"When last?"
"College."
"You just quit cold fishy?" she asked and giggled.
"Your dad got me pregnant with your sister and I figured I should grow up," I admitted.
"Well, now your daughters are all grown up, so you can relive your past," she said.
"I can't believe I'm actually doing it again," I admitted, sucking on her ripe clit, "or that my first pussy in twenty-five years is my daughter's."
"Incest is best," she joked.
"The family that plays together, stays together," I quipped back, two corny incest slogans I'd heard before.
"You really know how to make your daughter happy," she moaned.
"Anything for my baby girl," I purred, tugging at her clit and wanting to focus on eating this ripe peach and getting the full nectar of its fruit.
After a couple of minutes she moaned, "I'm gonna cum soon, Mom, real soon."
I was about to go for the oral kill, a technique I used to use excessively to finish off girls: I would attack the clit with reckless hunger while sliding a finger inside her pussy and finding her g-spot... something else I had mastered back then, when she asked, "Stick your finger up my ass."
"Really baby girl? But that's so wrong," I protested weakly, anal never something I'd been into.
"Mmmm, I know," she moaned.
"Now do as you're told, Mom," she ordered while moaning. "You've always told me you'd do anything for me. And what I want right now is a finger fucking my ass and a tongue on my snatch."
"As you wish," I agreed, sliding a finger in her cunt.
"That's not my asshole, Mommy," she pointed out.
"I'm just getting it wet for that tight backdoor of yours," I explained.
"Okay," she said, as I grazed her g-spot, watching her eyes widen, giving her just a hint of what I was capable of.
I pulled out and placed my wet finger at her ass. She said, "Go ahead and just shove it in. Jane has been ass fucking me for a couple of months now."
"I can't believe it," I said, as I watched my finger disappear in her anal entrance.
"She is so going to want to fuck you once she finds out you're a cunt muncher," Tess said.
"You can't tell anyone," I protested, even as my finger filled her ass.
"Since yesterday she and Nicole have been fucking nonstop," she revealed. "They haven't left the house!"
"Oh my," I said.
"We can have a two-family foursome," Tess suggested.
"Let's just focus on you and me for now," I said.
"Okay," she agreed, then ordered, "then shove a second finger in my butt."
"You're so tight! I can't fathom two fitting, honey," I said.
"Trust me I, can take it," she said.
"Okay, you're the boss," I agreed, as I resumed licking her pussy while shoving, with a bit of work, a second finger in my daughter's ass.
"Oh yeah, now finger fuck my ass, Mommy," she moaned loudly. "Really ream me!"
As I listened to her increased moans, and felt her ass beginning to buck back to meet my fingers, I thought to myself while I eagerly ate her and awkwardly finger fucked her, She's so tight and it's so hot being in there. Wow. It feels sexier than I thought.
"Oh yeah! Eat me, Mommy," she screamed, as she came seconds later, spray-painting my face with her sweet cum.
I lapped it up as, for the first time in twenty-five years, I got my fix of the greatest taste God... Goddess?... ever created.
"Keep licking, Mommy," she ordered, as her body quaked and her cunt gushed.
Of course I did.
Once she was finally done coming, she ordered, "Now get on all fours."
"Am I your pet?" I asked, hinting at my natural submissive nature.
"Oh, you will become far more than my pet," she said ominously, moving behind me.
As she played with my pussy and put a finger at my rosebud she asked, "So Mommy, in your fantasy, what happens next?"
Although I had never had anal sex, never wanted anal sex, as her finger teased my rosebud, sensing she had nefarious plans for it, I answered the truth, "Anything... everything...." I then added, wanting to hint not so subtly at my submissive nature, "Anything you want."
"Then open wide an' hold still," she ordered.
"Yes, baby," I moaned, excited about whatever she had in store for me. I moaned as her tongue rimmed my asshole, feeling strangely surreal.
"I wanna see where I came from," she wickedly said, before adding with a giggle, "Along with 'everywhere' else."
I joked, "School is failing us if you think that's where babies come from. I've always approved of sex education, but if that's what they're teaching you..."
"Oh mom," she giggled, "I just love eating a tight asshole."
"It feels surprisingly nice," I said.
"Only nice?" she asked.
"Okay," I corrected, "you're the first person who's ever done that and it feels fucking hot."
"Don't you dare curse in my room," she scolded, teasing me for my constant insistence on not cursing in the house.
I laughed, "I think we're past language rules. Maybe we should waive that one in the bedroom."
"Yes, the only language we need is cunning lingua," she purred.
"I love that language," I moaned, as her tongue swirled around my rosebud and then down to my pussy lips... ever so briefly.
As she returned to my rosebud, she ordered playfully, "Stop wiggling around, Mom."
I countered, "Then stop teasing me."
"Mom, you're just so yum yum juicy and tight," she said.
"Well, I'm a backdoor virgin, you seductress," I pointed out.
"Well then, do I ever have a gift for you," she promised, as she stood up, even as I thought I was likely going to hell for this. "I've got the best birthday present ever! I'll make you totally forget Hugh Jackman!"
"I can't wait," I said, curious what she had in mind.
She went to her closet and while I lay there I suddenly had a moment to collect myself and as I did, a big wave of guilt hit me.
I was taking advantage of my daughter!
I was committing incest!
This was wrong!
I said as much. "This is wrong, Tess. I shouldn't do this to you, I think we'd better...." But I stopped mid-sentence when I saw what my present was.
A big, I mean a fucking huge, cock.
A big, fucking huge, hot pink cock attached to my daughter.
She saw my mouth watering as she play-acted, all innocent, "What? Stop? Oh, okay, then." She then stopped walking towards me, shrugged and said, "I'll just put this back...."
Before she could even finish her sentence, I panicked, "No, don't. It's so big and beautiful."
She resumed walking towards me as she teased, "I wouldn't want to disappoint you. It's only ten inches."
"That's six inches bigger than your father's," I said, staring at the cock with admiration and curiosity. I'd been fucked by a couple of eight-inch cocks, real and fake, back in college, but never anything this big!
"Nicole bought this for me for my eighteenth birthday," she revealed, as she offered it to my mouth. "Yesterday was her first time, but we've been talking about it for months."
Before taking it in, I joked, "If I'd known this was what you wanted, I could have saved myself a lot of money."
As I began sucking the cock, she responded, "I liked the car too, although for my nineteenth birthday a Sybian would be cool."
I thought, I want one of those too, as I bobbed on the cock.
"Get it nice and wet so you can enjoy your birthday present," she ordered.
After a couple minutes of me bobbing, taking about half of that monster in my mouth, she pulled out and asked, "Ready to get fucked, Mommy?"
"I've never wanted to get fucked more in my life, baby girl," I answered, as she pushed me onto my back.
"Your birthday present will be the fuck of your life," she said, as she moved between my spread legs.
"Not to mention the first present of eating your sweet cunt," I added, looking eagerly up at her.
"That goes without saying," she smiled, moving the cock next to my wet pussy.
"No, it needed to be said," I smiled. "I love eating my daughter's cunt."
"And I'm about to love fucking my mom," she said, as she slid her pink cock inside me.
"Holy fuck!" I screamed, as the cock penetrated me in a way nothing had in decades and then explored depths inside me I never knew existed.
"Take it all, Mom," she said, as I looked into her eyes.
"I'm your slut, baby," I moaned, finally just saying it. "Fuck me however you wish."
"You're a submissive one, aren't you," she acknowledged, as she began slowly fucking me.
"I love to please," I admitted.
"And I love to fuck," she said, as she began fucking me faster.
"Oh yes, fuck your Mommy," I moaned loudly, as pleasure quickly enveloped me.
She fucked me on my back.
She fucked me on my side until orgasm number one hit me.
She had me ride the cock.
She fucked me doggy style until orgasm number two hit.
She fucked me for over twenty minutes, like eighteen longer than my ex had usually lasted, before she flipped me back onto my back and pounded me to a third orgasm... three more than my ex had ever given me from fucking.
As my third orgasm ripped through me, I asked, "Oh my God... that... that was amazing. Where did you learn to fuck like that?"
As she got off the bed and went to grab something else, she admitted, "Sleepovers, Mom. This is the 21st century. Now roll over."
The idea of her sleepovers being euphemisms for lesbian fuck sessions was so fucking hot. I instantly imagined her going down on Abby, her hottest friend and someone I imagined was rather dominant.
Or her eating out Zelda at the gym:
As I got into position, she asked, "What you thinking?"
"Just wishing I'd had sleepovers like that when I was your age," I said.
"Well you can definitely join our next one," she said, as she moved onto the bed.
"I'm not sure my cunt can take much more pounding," I said.
"The young can fuck all night," she pointed out, sliding her cock into my mouth. After a minute of tasting myself on the cock, she pulled out and said, "I mean, we're not as uptight as your generation is. All pent up and sedated," she said.
She added, "Hmm, and speaking of tight..."
I felt lube poured onto my asshole as she moved behind me.
I protested, "I don't think my ass can take that cock."
She caressed my back and said, "Hold still, Mom."
I did as I felt the cock head probing at my rosebud.
Then before I knew what was happening, the ten-inch cock was rapidly sliding deep inside my virgin asshole.
"It has to be done like ripping off a band-aid... Fast!" she cried, as intense pain coursed through me.
"Holy fuck!" I screamed, and this one wasn't one of pleasure.
"Just relax, Mom, the pain will fade," she instructed.
"Okay, baby," I whimpered, as she fucked me.
And although it took some time, slowly the pain faded and a unique pleasure I had never experienced before, grew.
"There you go, Mom," she said.
"Oh yes baby, fuck Mommy's ass," I begged, wanting to be ass fucked harder.
"Get up and go bend over your dresser," she ordered.
"Yes baby," I quickly agreed. "How's this?" I asked, as I wiggled my ass.
"Fucking hot," she approved, walking over to me and sliding her dick back into my ass. This time it slipped in easily, like an old friend... a really nasty old friend.
And for minutes I was ass fucked... taking ten inches up my shit hole. It was so hot, so nasty... so nasty that I came only from getting ass fucked like some cheap slut.
"Am I as good as your college girlfriends?" she asked.
"No, baby," I answered.
"No?" she queried, rather shocked.
"No, you're much better," I clarified, playfully.
She pulled out and shoved the cock in my mouth... the cock that had just spent the last fifteen minutes in my asshole.
When she pulled out of my mouth, she said, "I'll be right back. I had bought this for Emily's birthday party this weekend, but I think it needs to be yours now. Although it won't be wrapped."
"You've given me enough," I said, completely spent.
She said, "Oh, we're not even close to done. I came back here to ask you to drive me to school, but I have far better plans now!"
"You may break me," I joked. "I haven't had multiple orgasms since college."
"Time to make up for lost time then," she said, before going back into her closet. How many sex toys did she have in there?
"You're insatiable," I exclaimed, continuing when she returned a minute later with a strange contraption. "What's that?"
She spoke to me like I was a moron. "C'mon Mom. It's a double dildo. Don't tell me you can't figure out what it's for."
"Oh," I said, intrigued.
Then we fucked each other for an eternity, as Tess declared, "This is turning out to be the best unplanned hooky day ever!"
I countered, "Best birthday ever."
"Best Valentine's Day ever, she added.
"Best day of any kind ever!" I exulted.
Then we both came.
As we lay there, spent, she kissed me tenderly and said, "Happy birthday, Mom."
"Thank you, Tess."
.....
After a nap (well it took four hours so is that really a nap?), we ended up playing with more of her toys in a lengthy sixty-nine.
As we lay there again, enjoying the afterglow of another orgasm each, she mused, "Mom, I just realized something."
"What is that?" I asked, again completely exhausted.
"I'm a mother fucker," she said.
THE END
Epilogue:
I did end up being Jane's fuck toy.
And under Tess's tutelage I made Nicole mine while Jane looked on approvingly.
I ended up being a submissive cunt licker for a community of housewives.
I joined the next sleepover... as the central guest. Tess insisted I make them all do whatever I wanted and I had the time of my life!
Then with Tess's encouragement and advice, I got revenge on her dad by seducing and turning his new younger wife into my slut... even making him watch as I went down on her and she told him how much better I was at making her come, since he'd never managed to finish her, either.
THE REAL END
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
If you enjoyed Rebecca's artwork and this story, please feel free to check out my other Rebecca collaborations:
1950s Series
Straight Housewife Blackmailed
"Moms & Daughters": A Family Affair
Summer of Slut: MILF Challenge
Coming Out in Costume
New Family Tradition: Lezmas Eve
MILF's Teen Craved Cunt Fantasy