Waking up, I feel the aches of last nights fuck with
Michael, my husband. Hearing the front door slam, I
remember he said he was going jogging this morning.
Wiping the sleepy sand from my eyes, my hand slides
down my silky nightie, my nipples sore and wanting more
from him. He was on fire last night after playing video
games with Sarah.
Sarah, my angel, she has grown up so fast. I remember
hearing them laughing and screaming at the game.
My hand travels down across my navel and to my sore
pussy. Oh god, I'm still filled with him. my fingers
sliding over my trimmed pussy. A finger presses into,
oh yes, still moist under his crusty cum, finger
sliding out and over, oh, oh, yes, still, oh still
sensitive button.
I can't believe he said her name while he was thrusting
his cock into me. Our precious Sarah, he wouldn't do
anything to her. Oh, she has turned into a nymph around
the house. I can see how he gets. Yesterday, she was in
this torn t-shirt that didn't even cover the bottom of
her budding Bs. and how she showed me the pompom squads
dance routine that was banned by the principal when he
saw it. Bodies bending over and with their tight
shorts. Shaking their little asses like the strippers
do in Michael's dirty videos.
Oh, yes, my finger has been joined by more than my own.
Why did he leave me here, god I wanted his fucking cock
right now.
"Hmmmm," he moaned with fury her name as he came deep
in me last night.
I'm glad he told me he would never touch her.
Oh god, I wish she would suck my nipple right now. my
fingers rubbing my clit, oh god, oh, yes, my other hand
comes up and twist and pulls... oh fuck, oh god yes, my
precious baby, how can mommy have such thoughts of you.
hmmm, what a way to get the morning started.
Rolling and looking at the clock, 8:15, it's late for
him to go on that run.
What? "Sarah is that you?" Something moved from the
doorway. "Sarah?"
A smile comes across my face as I see my precious
walking to me. Hey girl, you're up early. Looking at
her from the bed, hmmm still warm, and ah yes, still
wanting.
"Morning mom," kissing me on my cheek, so close to my
lips, hmmm. I shouldn't have these thoughts.
She's still in her over-sized t-shirt. One of Michaels
old practice shirts. Hey babe, you okay, looking into
those baby blues, they're a little glassy looking, She
climbs into my bed, hmm, I remember those nights, my
little snuggle bug coming to our bed, scared from the
lightning and those scary movies they use to watch when
they were young. Hmmm, kissing her cheek as she lies so
close. "What's the matter baby?" Her brunette hair,
sliding across my chest. Hmm, she presses her head
above your breast, arms wrapped around her. Oh you're
so warm.
"Mom..."
"Yes Sarah."
"I love you so much," she breathes across me.
Feeling her pressing harder into me and hugging me
tighter. I can feel her breath along my cleavage. Oh,
my legs, I let her leg slide between mine. I hope she
doesn't slide it up any higher. Hmmm, her hand comes to
her face, as though wiping tears from her eyes.
"It's okay baby, I love you. Tell me, what's up, it's a
beautiful morning."
"Yea, I've been up for awhile."
Feeling her head turn down a little, I feel her hand
wiping her face and laying upon my breast. My bosom she
nestled sweet life from. Oh god, my nipple is sore,
what a horrible thought I have, her lips suckling my
nipple, seeing her mouth surround my aureole. Closing
my eyes tight, bringing myself back to now.
"I love you and dad so much," she says so sweetly.
I feel her finger, oh baby, no, please, her fingers
slides over my nipple, oh god, and it's so hard.
"Your nipples are like mine when I get these feelings
mom." She plays with it, "hmm, yes baby, they do."
Her fingers wrap around my small Cs, cupping my breast,
she's moving her head, oh, I arch my back, why, my
fingers slide through her hair. Oh god yes baby, "I
love you too."
Her lips are pressing the silky nightie around my
aureole. I feel her sucking, oh her tongue, wetting the
fabric over my nipple. Yes baby, mommy is here for you,
first deep inside my head, but now I'm whispering it,
"Mommy is here, mommy wants you too."
Oh my, did I just say that? Oh god, Michael, please
don't come back for a long while.
Her hand is sliding down my nightie, oh god, Sarah.
"Oh Sarah," I gasp as she approaches my pussy; I feel
her thin slender fingers sliding through my trimmed
bush.
"I don't have this much mommy as her fingers press into
it, oh yes baby," I can see it in my mind, your sweet
soft cunny, bare of womanhood but soft with peach of my
girl. She's moving her leg up, she's opening my legs, I
feel her leg along my inner thighs, and her fingers, oh
god, she's at my...
"Oh baby," I look down at her, seeing her head rising
above my breast lips still toiling my nipple, the wet
fabric so wet with spit, her locks of hair falling
around her, feeling move her body more into my center,
but still straddling my leg.
"Oh baby, please..."
She looks up at me, her smile radiates wider, "I want
you mommy." Her fingers slide into me, oh god baby. I
feel her fingers feeling how a fucked pussy filled with
daddy's cum the night before feels...
"Oh mom, are you okay?" She pulls her fingers away and
up to her face, looking at how the sweet cum of morning
and night has made me. Oh god Sarah, I see her mouth
opening.
"Baby!"
She's looking at me as she slides her fingers into her
mouth, the sun radiating her love for me, her tongue
sliding under her fingers as they slide into her mouth,
lips closing around her fingers and sucking the cum
from them, licking and cleaning her fingers.
She slides back up to my lips, "I'm sorry mommy, I
watched you this morning as you awoke."
"I saw how your fingers were in you. Just like I do
when I have thoughts."
She leans and kisses my lips. Soft, oh my so soft.
"Oh Sarah." My lips part, hers too and oh my, the
taste, the salty sweet taste of cum still in her mouth.
Her tongue swirling around with mine.
Oh yes Sarah.
I feel her leg pressing upon my pussy.
I feel hers too.
I feel hers sweetness upon my leg too.
She's drippy wet. My baby Sarah, how and when did you
come to be such a love for me? The child that I bore
from my womb, the child that I changed your diaper and
wiped your cunny and ass and bathed you.
"Are you going to have a baby mommy?"
"What do you mean Sarah?"
"I watched you and daddy last night. I watched him make
love to you. Is this daddy's cum too?"
My breathing deepens. "No baby, mommy is on birth
control and it's not my time, my period just finished
up a little while ago."
My hands slide down her back flowing with her strands
to her, naked tuche, so firm, so sexy. Just like mine
several years ago, I caress them, feeling them. She
moves a little up.
"Mom..."
"My period is coming up, does it mean I can I have a
baby?"
She's sliding her cunny over my leg; it's getting
wetter and stickier.
"Well baby, you need a man's semen."
"She leans so close to my ear, "mommy, I let daddy fuck
me."
And then I feel her legs opening up, wiping her cum
soaked cunny upon leg. She's sliding her sweet cunny
over my leg. Sliding over my pussy with hers, my legs
spread so wide.
What did I hear? My face, expressing disbelief at what
she had said.
My legs are so wide; my hands are pressing her body
harder into me, she fucking me. She's fucking me with
her cunny.
"What baby?" I gasp as I feel her sloppy cunny
dribbling upon mine.
"I love you mommy."
"Fuck me like daddy did, fuck me too."
END
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 57