Jessy
Jessy
Jessy ran off the school bus and headed home faster than usual. Her freckled cheeks wet with tears, blurring her vision. Upon entering the house she dropped her backpack by the door and ran upstairs. She almost slammed her bedroom door but a second thought prevented it. She threw herself on the bed. Her long red hair fell in disarray around her. Feeling around she found one of her stuffed a****ls, Pooh’s friend Eeyore. She raised her head long enough to pull him to her face. “I cannot stand Becky Anderson!!’ she screamed into the fluff filled friend. As she sobbed into him she thought to herself “Sixth grade is not supposed to be this hard.’
Becky was a treat. She could play the parts of great best friend and evil witch with ease. The way she could slip seamlessly into each persona was mind numbing. The first 2 weeks of school it seemed Becky had allowed Jessy into her small fold of popular girls. But Tuesday, of this third week of school, the evil witch reared her hateful self. At recess Becky began to berate Jessy over how she wore her hair. Then she got several students to laugh at her clothes. They wore uniforms to the upper class school. If they all looked alike how could mine be the bad one? Jessy had rolled the question around her head for 3 classes. Lunchtime was horrific. Becky went wide open on how redheads like Jessy steal souls and leave boys broken hearted. The taunting turned into mass teasing as the girls made fun of her freckles and started calling her Spot. Jessy herself was the broken hearted one.
Eeyore had started to calm her down yet she did not realize it. As in the past he had made his way down to her belly. His oddly shaped tail lay close to her face, his head moving slowly to her special place. An old habit crept into her. She sucked her thumb when she was ********** but grew out of it. Sometimes but rarely, she would do it again. It never occurred to her it happened when one of her fluffy friends were trying to take her to the place where pleasure calmed her. Eeyore had wrangled his way under her plaid skirt. His face pressed to her cotton Little Mermaid panties. Slowly her two Oxford shoes started to move a little further apart. Her sobbing had all but stopped with only an occasional hitch in her breath escaping. Eeyore found his place in her world. Jessy’s thumb stayed in her mouth even though it was open and breathing heavier. Eeyore’s magic began to take hold of her. She felt the familiar dampness that Eeyore’s magic always brought on. His soft snout rubbed in circles; she could feel the panties between them. “Jessy!” Her mom called out, “I’m home!” Eeyore returned to his sad humdrum self. Rolling over Jessy felt humdrum as well. Humdrum but calmer. She stood up straightened her skirt then her hand u*********sly reached under. Her finger slid into the elastic leg band, touching the moist fold of her smooth outer lip, leaving with a snap before touching her special place. She walked to the bedroom door to go downstairs.
Margie kicked her heels off at the shoe rest by the door. After hanging her keys she walked to the foyer table and sat her purse on it. Her briefcase found its home on the floor beside it. “Jessy!” “I’m right here Mama.” Margie smiled broadly at the daughter she has raised alone the past three years. As Jessy reached the bottom of the stairs she gave her Mom a quick hug and turned to walk into the den. “How was school sweetie?” Jessy plopped into the oversized chair, Daddy’s old chair. “Fine”. Margie stopped pulling the pins from the bun in her hair. She knew that ‘fine’. Jessy didn’t have a fine day at all. Margie clenched her teeth and closed eyes, resuming the dismantling of her do. Her day wasn’t fine either. Stress of work had tied the back of her neck into a ****. She had been out of the work force since Jessy was born, only to be pushed back in when a drunk bastard made the decision to drive 3 years ago. That bastard had killed her husband and turned their world upside down. Jessy, being a Daddy’s girl, had not been the same since. Margie walked into the den. ‘Well baby girl, sounds like your fine day was as fine as mine.” Jessy only shrugged and slid deeper into the chair. Margie walked to the bar; she found the bottle of Merlot she had started two days ago. After pouring a glass she walked to her chair and sat down. Stretching her legs out and letting go a long sigh, she sipped the relaxer and sat it down. The silence divided them for the better part of a minute. Margie laid her head back and rolled it toward Jessy. “What do you say we order a pizza and just kick back tonight?” Jessy shrugged again and shook her head, acknowledging in silent agreement. Margie sipped her wine again and took her tablet from the end table. After a few minutes of finger tapping she lay the tablet down and picked up her glass again. ‘Sweetie? After we eat, let’s soak in the hot tub. We can talk about our day.” Jessy rolled her eyes, “Sure” she replied “I just hate Becky Anderson.” Margie sipped her wine, unbuttoned her blouse. They sat silently for 25 minutes. The knock on the door forced them to stir.
After eating their makeshift dinner they went to their rooms. Margie slipped out of her clothes and walked to her bathroom. She performed the customary void and flushed it away. Washing her hands she looked in the mirror. The reflection of the 35-year-old woman looked a bit older. Her hair still Auburn with an occasional lighter hair in there. Not quite gray but obviously going in that direction. Standing up drying her hands, her eyes trailed down the mirror. Ample breasts with pink nipples contrasted her soft pale skin. She hung the towel, took a step back and put her hands on her hips. The reflection now held her belly, just past the navel. She had escaped the stretch mark curse when Jessy came along. Her hand found its way to her soft tummy. She left it slowly rubbed downward till it reached the small tuft of red hair she maintained meticulously. Just a small vee patch, pointing to the hooded wonder no man had seen or touched in 3 years. Three very long years. Margie took very good care of the little lady under the hood. Not only in groomed maintenance but also in the orgasm department. Her finger just massaged her hood for a few seconds. Looking the pretty reflection in the eyes she whispered “Tonight girlfriend, we can play and then try to get some sleep.” The dread of having to work tomorrow tightened the ****s in her neck. Huffing she grabbed a towel and wrapped herself. Picking up the hair band from the vanity drawer she almost pulled her hair back, thought better of it and left her locks to hang freely. She clicked off the light and headed for the hot tub.
She reached the bottom of the stairs and heard Jessy from the top. Looking up she saw her daughter carrying a towel, dressed in her yellow one piece she had picked out the beginning of summer. She waited for her to descend and they walked together to the hot tub on the enclosed patio. As they teamed up to remove the cover Margie said “Tell me about this Becky Anderson.” Jessy drew a deep breath and pushed the button to activate the water jets. She clicked the light button, ran it thru the rainbow and settled on the faint purple she preferred. “She is so mean Mother, such a bi...., just mean!” Margie tried to hide her smile “A bitch, is that the word you were looking for?” Jessy actually lit up a little. “Yes ma’am, a bitch, a real mean bitch.” A thousand pounds rose from her chest. The word tasted so wonderful rolling from her mouth. Margie smiled. She tossed her towel into a chair and stepped into bubble heaven. “Let’s get in and tell me all about it.” Jessy was accustomed to seeing her Mother’s body. They had showered together for so many years. Margie settled her butt into one of the higher seats of the tub. Her bosom just above the waterline, bubbles finding the nipples and disappearing. Jessy tossed her towel on the same chair and climbed the two steps. Just as she threw her leg over the side Margie told her “You know, if you get in naked it’s much more relaxing, no clothes to restrict you. You wouldn’t take a bath in a suit, would you?” Jessy pulled her leg back and stood on the step. ” I guess not” she answered as she hooked her thumb in the shoulder straps and pulled her suit down. She didn’t bother to toss it on the chair with the towels. She left it in a crumple on the step. Margie took a good look, first one in quite some time. Jessy’s quarter size nipples were slightly darker than her own. She thought she saw the hint of ****s behind them. As a mother does, she thought of a training bra. Jessy threw her leg over the edge again and Margie caught a short glimpse of her flower. A little tingle ran through her belly. She felt it but ignored it, this time. Jessy settled into the bubble water and talked her Mother’s ear off for the next 20 minutes.
The waterlogged ladies finally stepped from the tub. After a quick dry off they replaced the cover and went inside. Jessy carried her towel and suit in her hand. Margie had wrapped her towel around her waist. She followed Jessy to the laundry room. Tossing their towels into the hamper Margie said “We need to get in the shower and rinse the chlorine from our hair.” Jessy bent her head back and looked up at her Mom, “Can I just get in with you?” It had been a long time since they had showered together. She smiled at her and said “Sure baby girl.” Jessy turned to the hallway and Margie followed. She looked down and for the first time noticed her daughters rear had filled in to a nice heart shape. The two dimples in her lower back accented her shape nicely. Margie’s belly tingled again. There was no ignoring it this time. She pushed the thought from her head but it only fell as far as her clitoris. He head swam. Jessy took off up the stairs two at a time. Margie noticed the plumpness in her vagina. She thought to herself ‘I wonder if she plays with her girl like I do mine.’ Her memories of self-indulgence flooded her thoughts. She discovered her hooded wonder at around 7. Surely Jessy had too. She caught up with Jessy in the master bath. The water was already running. When the temperature felt right on Jessy’s hand she stepped in, turned her back to the stream and placed her head in it. Her long red hair straightened and flowed across her shoulders. Margie stepped in. Jessy moved to the side to allow her Mother to rinse. They were facing each other. As they passed Margie’s nipples brushed Jessy’s forehead. Jessy did not react. As Margie rinsed her hair Jessy picked up the soap. Holding it up she asked “Can you wash my back?” Margie took the soap and lathered her hands. She placed one on each shoulder. She lightly rubbed to her neck then ran down the middle of her back. Jessy leaned forward, raised her arms and placed her hands on the wall. Margie tingled in her belly again. She ran her hands down and under her butt cheeks. As she came up her finger just reached into her daughters crack. When she reached the dimples she went down again, this time breaching the girl’s ass slit fully. She took her hands around and rubbed her tummy. Without realizing it her hands drifted down to the plump hairless mound. She snapped from her trance when Jessy placed a hand on hers. “I can wash Lulu, Mom.” Margie reeled. She was beside herself.
After washing up they dried off. Jessy wrapped a towel around her head and bounced off to her room. Margie watched her walk away, once again admiring her nakedness. She took a brush to her own hair and looked in the mirror, her eyes were wide as she scanned down her reflection. Her nipples had hardened and ached for play time. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and d**g it through a towel. She walked into the bedroom, plopped on the bed and turned the TV on. Her body was much more relaxed than an hour ago. The ****s in her neck softened. Flipping thru the channels she quickly bored. She dropped the remote, staring inattentively to a cooking show. Sleepy eyes were soon upon her. She drifted in and out of slumber. By the second commercial she was out. Jessy had pulled on a nightie and went thru her clothing. She picked out fresh panties and socks, placed them on her dressing table and retrieved a school uniform from the closet. She played around on her computer for a bit, looking at her Instagram, checking on her status in a few game sites but going to where she always did once alone in her room. She opened xhamster, logged in and checked to see if any of her friends were online. Not finding anyone she particularly liked chatting with, she started to look at the video selection. She enjoyed watching other ladies playing with their own Lulu. She made a selection and checked to be sure the volume was down. As the video started she retrieved Eeyore from her bed. Rubbing his snout she whispered to him., “We didn’t get to finish what you started sir.” Eeyore seemed to come alive and he was quickly inside the nightie with no panty barrier this time. Jessy watched the blonde lady caressing her Lulu. It wasn’t long until Eeyore was rewarded for his work. His moistened snout seemed to be smiling.
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She kissed Eeyore and placed him at the head of her bed. She cleared her browser history and put the computer to sleep. She walked into her bathroom, brushed her teeth and picked out a ribbon for her hair. She had been running thru different styles in her mind, hoping to find one that would not bring her teasing. After washing her hands she turned off the light and made her way to Margie’s room for a snuggle and good night kiss. Opening the door she saw the TV was on. As she turned toward the bed she saw her Mother fast asleep, in the nude with her now frizzy ponytail out to her side. She was sprawled on her back, her hand between here navel and her mound. Jessy made her way to the foot of the bed. Her tip toes silent as a mouse. She slowly went to her knees bring her head to bed level and looked directly into the grown up crotch. Margie’s pussy was slightly opened, or it seemed that way. Puffy pink lips protruded slightly. ‘Not like mine’ Jessy thought. Jessy sported a perfect slit with nothing showing unless she coaxed it out herself. After a moment she let her craze slowly crawl up her Mother’s body. Her eyes stopped at the breast that were stunningly gorgeous. Laying on her back the mounds lay in equal proportion, capped with very pink nipples. Jessy unknowingly touched one of nipples, hoping someday she would get a couple more pleasure spots. Suddenly a commercial came on and the volume jumped. Margie frowned and began to move. Jessy jumped to her feet and placed a hand on her Mother’s ankle. Margie opened her eyes, seeing her daughter made her wake quickly. ‘What’s wrong Jessy!” Jessy smiled “Nothing Mother, you fell asleep. I just came for my goodnight kiss.”
Margie dropped her head back on the pillow and reached her arms Toward Jessy. Jessy crawled up the bed and to her Mother. She purposely left one keg in between her legs. The nightie was short so her thighs rested on that special place. She could feel the warmth. She lay her head between the perfect breasts. Margie wrapped her arms around her. The feel of Jessy’s naked thigh on her brought the tingles back. She ran her hands down Jessy’s back and settled on her tight young ass. She pulled her ass into her, like she had done Jessy’s father so many times before. She thought she felt Jessy’s thigh push into her but wasn’t sure. Margie needed to play. It had been over a week. She ran her hands back up and took Jessy by the face. She put a kiss on her forehead. Jessy bent her neck and puckered her lips. Margie kissed her the customary peck. Their eyes locked as she pulled away. Margie kissed her again, longer, even sticking her tongue out so slightly. The softness of the young lips and her taste were intoxicating. “Off to bed little one. We will have a better day tomorrow.” Normalcy returned like a lightning flash. Jessy jumped to her knees and scurried backwards off the bed. “Night night Mommy.” She bounced thru the door pulling it shut behind her, it didn’t catch and drifted back open several inches. Margie didn’t notice. Her eyes were closed and her hand was already exploring her pussy. She was wet, really wet.
Jessy tossed and turned. She held her plush teddy bear, Mr. Tugs, under one arm while she adjusted covers, fluffed pillows and kicked her feet. Finally she sat up in bed and pulled her nightie off, wadding it up and tossing to the floor. Looking at her Mother sleeping had lit a slow burn fuse deep inside her. With her eyes closed she could see the pink lips of the mature pussy. Her hand began to move. First lightly tickling her tummy, circling her navel. As it creeped toward her mound her feet came together as her knees went further apart. The sticky of her Lulu lips held briefly, until her knees were fate enough apart to make them release. She pushed her index finger into the top of her slit. Slowly a rise began under her clitty hood. She pulled back on the hood making her flower bloom. Holding it fast her middle finger began a slow tease of her button. Eeyore and friends lay motionless around her. Sometimes their girl master played along. Mr. Tugs had the best view this time, her arm still wrapped around him. The blood rushed into her pleasure area, the warmth soothing and exhilarating. “Mmmmmmm... aaahhhhh...” she moaned. She pushed down and rubbed harder on her button. Her arm came from around Mr. Tugs. She reach down and pulled her little pussy hole open. She took her clit between her thumb and index finger and massaged it. A technique she learned watching porn videos. Her hips began to rise and fall. The butterflies in her tummy stirred. She pinched her clit a little harder and massaged faster. “Mr. Tugs” she looked at the bear “This feels so good, my Lulu wants to burst again.” Her control hand pulled her pussy toward her. She raised her head from the bed and watched her pleasure hand fuck her clit to orgasm. Her hips convulsed as she let the pleasure flow out of her. Breathing hard she fell back to a flat position. Her hands fell away from the little bald pussy. As she drifted to sleep she thought of Mother’s pussy again. But she didn’t dream about it. She dreamed Becky Anderson was eating her pussy.
Margie lay in bed unable to get the sight of Jessy’s ass out of her head. She had dabbled in same sex relations in her college days. Experimental really but she always returned to the cock men. She missed the sex she had with her husband; they were the perfect match. She lightly touched her self, feeling the spark of his touch but seeing Jessy’s rear in her mind. When her decision was made to orgasm she rolled to her side and opened the drawer of her night stand. She peeled back a towel, revealing an assortment of toys she had collected over the years. Picking up the rabbit she turned it on and felt the buzz. Her pussy gave no sign of desire so she laid it down. Purple dildo no, red vibrator no, the bulb headed Hitachi no. She pursed her lips and dug deeper. She found the touchless clit stimulator and her pussy gave the go. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Turning the toy on she fumbled with the settings till she found a level to start on. Sticking her tongue in the perfectly sized clit hole, she got it quite wet. She had spread her pussy open. The stimulator teased her by taking each of her nipples on its way to her garden. As she laid the toy to rest on her clit she clenched her ass. “Fuuuccckkkk” she let out. Whispering to no one “I miss him eating my pussy, flicking my clit, telling me how my taste made him so hard.” She would tear up a bit sometimes while pleasing herself. This time she didn’t. The movie of Jessy playing with her own pussy played vividly in her head. Her first orgasm came quickly. Turning up the setting she started to work harder for number two. The stimulator worked her clit while she finger fucked herself.
Jessy snapped awake. The thought of that mean little bitch in bed her made her shutter. She tossed and turned for a moment then sat up in bed. The sheet fell from her exposing her flat chest. She picked up Mr. Tugs. “What a nightmare Mr. Tugs.” His response was the usual, a blank stare through button eyes. It didn’t matter to her. His soft brown fur seemed to calm her down. She sat him at the foot of the, flipped the remaining covers off and slid to the floor. She retrieved her nightie, dropped it over her head. Grabbing her bear she decided to sleep with Mommy. Walking the short distance down the hallway she heard sounds coming from her Mother’s room. She figure the TV was still on and Mother had fallen asleep. When she got to the door and peered in, she felt like walked into an internet video. Mother was slowly bucking upward. Jessy crouched, setting her bear beside her. “Yessss..... fuck that pussy baby.... make me give it to you...” Her words made Jessy wet. Margie had left both lamps on, Jessy could see her very clearly. When she noticed her Mother had both hands on her pussy, she eased upward for a better look. It was then she could hear the faint buzz. I’m cumming baby, yes I’m going to fucking cum for you.... fuck me Jessy, fuck me faster....” Jessy??? Her Mother was playing with her??? Now on her knees Mr. Tugs had fallen across her calves. She didn’t realize one hand had pulled her nightie up and her other hand was rubbing furiously in her virgin pussy. “FUCK YES FUCK FUCK....here it is Jessy... take Mother’s cum!!!!” Margie’s pleasure balloon burst open. She had no idea Jessy had came with her. Mr. Tugs saw it all.
Margie rolled over and placed the toy in the drawer. “What the fuck did I just do?” She smiled as she rubbed her sloppy wet pussy. Jessy had grabbed Mr. Tugs and tiptoed back to her room. “What did I just see?” She pulled her nightie off and went to her full-length mirror. Slightly squatted she pulled her pussy apart. It had turned a soft reddish pink and her clit stood straight out. She flicked it with a finger. In her mind’s eye Becky Anderson was no longer licking her, her Mother was. She could see the dew building up on her lips. She continued flicking. Her imagination told her the her finger was Mother’s loving tongue. She closed her eyes and squatted a little more. “Mmmmmm... oh Mommy.... lick it Mommy.... it feels so good.” Her orgasm began its slow steady grow in her tummy. She grasped her clit between her thumb and finger. She began to jack it inside its hood. She could no longer hold the squat and fell gently to the floor. Her legs spread wide, feet in the air. Her climax rolled down into her smooth mound. She needed release. She raised her head and looked in the mirror. Watching her little pussy being worked brought her closer. With her other hand she plunged a finger in her tight wet hole. She curled it upward and fucked it harder. Her clit tingle increased. Her curved finger coaxed the orgasm forward. It was upon her. She released her clit and burst in young cum. Jessy’s pussy was throbbing, throwing her cum out. For the first time she had her juices free flowing, running into her hand. Her clit went into ecstasy, convulsing like it never had before. She wanted her Mother to make her cum like this. She wanted to make her Mother cum.
Margie poured the milk in Jessy’s cereal and fixed herself a second cup of coffee. “It’s going to get soggy Jessy!! Let’s go!!!” Margie had grown accustomed to calling her daughter at least 3 times before getting a result. She couldn’t recall if she was the same way in her younger days. Jessy bounced into the kitchen and sat down at the island counter. She quickly shoved a spoonful of bland nutrition into her mouth. Margie put the milk back in the fridge. She went about her routine as Jessy finished her cereal. Gulping down the last of her juice, she walked to the sink. “Did you sleep good, Mother?” Jessy had never asked her mother this question. An image flashed in mind of her rubbing her pussy while calling her daughter’s name. Smiling she replied “Yes I did, how about you.” Jessy tilted her head and smiled her freckles grin. “I had trouble falling asleep so I took Mr. Tugs for a walk.” Margie was puzzled, “A walk?” Pressing on “Where?” Jessy had an odd mischievous look on her face. “Oh, just walked around upstairs.” As she bounced out of the kitchen Margie thought ‘What an odd c***d.’ Jessy sat on the stairs putting her shoes on. Margie gathered her keys and briefcase. As she opened the door “The bus will be here any second Jessy.” As she turned to look at her Jessy was tying her last shoe. Her plaid skirt had ridden up. Jessy wore no panties. She jumped up and grabbed her backpack. When she got the door Margie said “Jessy! You don’t have underwear on!” Jessy smile, kissed her Mother on the cheek and said “I know.” A big smile filled her face. Margie was speechless. Jessy ran to the bus, still smiling. She saw Becky Anderson scowling thru the bus window at her. Even that hussy couldn’t erase her smile.
Margie sat at her desk. Work wasn’t easy today. No matter what she tried to concentrate on, she kept seeing that cute little pussy peeking at her from the school uniform. Just imagining Jessy at school all day, bare assed, letting the boys get a few peeks. There was no mistaking the dampness in her panties. These illicit thoughts were driving her wild. Jessy sat in class, daydreaming out the window. The sight of her Mother finger fucking herself was burned into her. She lightly rubbed the inside of her thigh. She could feel the electric pulses moving into her Lulu. Her gaze was broken when she heard “Psst, psst” she looked over and saw Becky was trying to get her attention. What now? The only thing Becky could come up with was sticking her tongue out. Jessy almost stuck her’s out but opted for a big smile. That puzzled Becky. It seemed to her Jessy knew something she didn’t know. All Jessy could think about was pushing her pussy all over Becky’s tongue. Then she laughed aloud.
Margie made it home a half hour late because there was an accident on the turnpike. She did her usual home arrival routine then called out for Jessy. After receiving no answer she walked up the stairs. She looked in her girls bedroom. School books on the bed, shoes on the floor. Back pack beside the dresser but no Jessy. She called her name again. Stepping into the hallway she noticed Jessy’s uniform laying crumpled in the bathroom floor. No shower running so she assumed a bath with headphones again. She pulled the zipper on the side of her skirt and let it fall. As she unbuttoned her blouse she stepped into her room. The scene took her breath. Jessy was napping on her bed. She had done this many times but this was different. She was nude, lying flat on her back. In her right hand was a blue dildo. Three other sex toys lay at her side. Margie saw her pleasure drawer was pulled open. She almost yelled Jessy’s name but took a few steps to get to the foot of the bed. Looking down at the smooth *********** her eyes were pleased. Her blouse fell from her shoulders. Reaching around one handed her bra was released and joined the blouse on the floor. Staring at the swollen little pussy, still moist from play, she pulled her panties down. Her panties didn’t make it to the floor. By the time they reached her knees her hands were already rubbing her wet cunt.
Margie could not believe what she was doing. Just as much, she couldn’t stop. Her pussy grew wetter with each stroke. Tickle her clit, plunge her fingers. She continued this prolonged path to orgasmic release. As she was getting closer desire grew within her. The desire to touch Jessy’s pretty pussy was overtaking her. The memories of her experimenting in college overwhelmed her. She was on the brink but she stopped. Stepping closer to the bed she let her feet work her panties off. She touched Jessy’s leg, ever so lightly. Her hand ran up past her knee, up her thigh, right to the crease by her crotch. She paused and looked at Jessy. When she was sure she had not moved she let her hand drift into the forbidden garden. Her pussy was smooth, her lips a young plump. Margie had to let her fingers part those lips. She saw her tiny hooded button. When she touched it a lightning bolt shot thru her own clit. She was close again. She pinched Jessy’s clit with her thumb and finger. She felt her daughter tense and move. Margie came. She came hard, wanting to moan heavily but dare not make a noise. As she came down from ecstasy she realized she was rolling Jessy’s clit. To her surprise Jessy was rotating her hips. That’s when the blur overtook her. She used both her hands to part her daughter’s legs. She lowered her face to the virgin mound. Her scent drove Margie crazy. She kissed the puffy smooth lips. Lightly she licked, flicking her clit. The world was trance like, covered in a foggy mist of forbidden passion. She licked deeper, tasting the nectar of the young pussy. Margie was lost in lust. She opened up and ate pussy like it should be are. Her cunt was on fire. She reached back and started to finger herself. Suddenly she froze. She felt a touch in her hair. She looked up from the smooth pussy her tongue was probing. Jessy was looking her in the eyes. A moment of slice passed. Jessy smiled then reached up to her tiny nipples. Twisting them she said “That feels so good Mommy, please do it some more.” Margie felt her own pussy quiver. Still looking into her daughters eyes, she began eating her pussy again. Jessy laid her head back and used her hips to fuck her Mother’s face.
Margie was in forbidden territory. She couldn’t stop. Caressing the virgin pussy with her tongue, finger fucking herself. She watched Jessy twist and turn her nipples. “That feels so good Mother.” Jessy’s words made her wetter. She whispered into Jessy’s twat “Fuck me baby, fuck me with your pussy.” Jessy complied, grinding into her face. Her jumps grew faster, more frequent each time her Mother spoke. “I want you to cum for me baby girl, I need you to cum for me.’ Margie used her free hand to feel Jessy. She slid a finger in her, meeting the slight resistance of her cherry. She pushed until her finger was eaten up. Fucking her twat in and out, in and out. Jessy was hungry, only cum could satisfy her. She pushed her ass up off the bed. Letting go of her nipples she used her elbows to push up. Staring into her Mother’s eyes she watched the love passing between them. “I’m going to cum Mommy, I’m cummmmmiiinnnggg!” Her orgasm burst forward. Margie’s snatch was close too. She fucked herself feverishly. As Jessy’s butt fell gently Margie pulled her face from her. “I’m cumming too baby, Mommy is..... oh fuck!!” Margie reeled upward, her fingers thrashing her pussy. Jessy watched her fuck her trimmed pussy. Just a small tuff of hair at the top of her slit. Her long red hair glistening with sweat. Jessy reached down and massaged her clit. It was so tender to the touch. She had watched so many videos but seeing her Mother right there in front of her brought her a second cumming.
They lay in bed together. Jessy was comfortable snuggling in the nude. It was a warming sensation she had not experienced. She traced her finger around her Mother’s nipple. Margie watched her explore. “Jessy” she started “I’m not sure how to feel about this.” Jessy half whispered “It felt good Mother.’ She smiled at her petite daughter. “That it did sweetie, that it did.” Jessy lightly pinched her nipple then rand her finger down her belly. She scooted downward and put her face between Margie’s legs. “Umm... can I lick you too?” Her finger ran into her slit, finding her clit. Margie spread her legs, wrapping one around Jessy, pulling her inward. She didn’t have to say anything, Jessy knew the answer to her question. She made her finger into a vee and spread the adult pussy open. She went in fast and started licking. Margie put a hand on her head “Slow down honey, slowly lick it and suck on my button.” Jessy put a finger on her clit and pressed. “Right here?” Margie nodded. Mother’s pussy covered her face. She flicked her clit then sucked it in. Margie began to swell in her daughter’s mouth. Jessy loved what she was doing. The taste of her Mother was intoxicating. Margie pushed lightly on her head. “Yes Jessy.... suck my pussy baby. Make me cum for you, eat my CUNY baby, eat Mommy’s pussy.” Jessy worked the clit around her mouth, twisting and turning her tongue. Sucking it in, teasing it. Margie cupped her hands behind her knees and pulled them upward. Her pussy came up and Jessy followed. Jessy got on her knees and used both her hands to spread her Mother open. Margie watched as her daughter coaxed her orgasm forward. Before she knew her toes had curled and her legs began to shake. “Eat it baby!!! Face fuck me, fuck Mommy’s pussy!!” Margie’s eyes rolled back. She came hard for her girl, wetting her young cheeks with a Mother’s forbidden love.
They slept together that night. Margie awoke first and found Jessy’s hand cupping her mound. She eased her hand away and crawled from the bed. Jessy rolled over and snuggled deeper into the blankets. She put on her robe and went downstairs. As she watched her coffee brew she pondered the new found sex. u*********sly licking her lips she could taste Jessy. They had kissed passionately for quite some time before slumber took them. She dropped a bagel in the toaster, creamed her coffee and sat at the table. Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard Jessy coming down the stairs. Jessy walked in the kitchen, still fully nude. Margie’s eyes took in her beauty. Jessy opened the fridge, grabbed a juice box then turned to her Mother. “I love you Mother.” Margie puckered and blew her a kiss. Jessy smiled, turning back to the fridge. She bent to the crisper looking for an apple. Her little pussy just peeking from under her cheeks. Margie wanted her right then. She spread her legs, just enough to make the robe slide from her lap. Jessy sat across the table from her. “Do you think tonight you can fuck me with your toys?” Margie’s Mother instinct kicked in. “Jessy! You said the F word!” ‘You said it a few times when we were fucking last night. It’s ok Mother, the girls in porn say it. And I really want to try fucking our pussies together.” ‘Porn?’ Margie thought. “You’ve been watching porn?” “Uh huh” she nodded, “Mr. Tugs and Eeyore fuck me when I watch.” Margie’s mind reeled. “But now you fuck me Mother” placing her hand on Margie’s. “I love how you fuck me...so... will you fuck me with your toys?” Margie’s cunt was sopping wet, all she could do was smile and say “Why don’t we go back upstairs and give that little twat a good fuck before school?” Jessy jumped up, leaving the once bitten apple on the table. As she ran toward the stairs she turned squatted a little. Sticking a finger in her pussy she said “I’m still so wet Mother, let’s go fuck me.” Margie hiked the last of her coffee. She placed her cup in the sink and let her robe fall off. Touching her own wet slit she said aloud “Step aside Mr. Tugs, I’m going to fuck my ***********’s cunt better than you ever could.” She rubbed her snatch all the way upstairs and into her bedroom.
Jessy wasn’t in her bedroom. She noticed the toy drawer was open. “Jessy?” she called out. “In my room Mother!” ‘Ok” she replied. Margie went the drawer and found her bottle of warming lube. She said to herself ‘Her pussy is so tight and my dildos are pretty big.’ She didn’t think she would need anything else; Jessy had raided the drawer already. Walking into Jessy’s room she heard the sounds of fuckery. Looking at the computer on her desk was a full screen video of a young woman pleasuring herself with a dildo. She looked at the bed and saw Jessy watching the video intently. Her legs spread wide with her feet hidden in her Hello Kitty bed sheets. She had one hand on Mr. Tugs and the other rubbing a medium sized pink dildo up and down her cunt crack. Margie smiled and crooked her head to one side. “Somebody is in a hurry to get their pussy fucked I see.” Jessy looked at her with big pleading eyes. “Oh yes Mother!! I want you to fuck me.” Margie took the dildo from her, opened the lube and coated the first few inches of the dildo. Puzzled Jessy asked “What is that?” Margie closed the lube, sat it on the dresser and sat down on the bed. She took her lube covered hand started to massage Jessy’s pussy. This is a warming lubrication honey. It helps the dildo to slip and slide a little better and gets warm to make it more pleasurable.” The lube warmed her. Margie continued “The first time is going to sting a little but it gets better quickly. You need to spread your legs wide and hold your pussy open.” Jessy did it immediately. Margie smiled and placed the dildo on her clit. She started to reminisce, “I remember my pussy being so hungry to fuck. Your Father loved fucking me.” A somber look filled her face. Jessy pulled her pussy a bit wider. “I like watching those kind of videos some times.” Margie let the tip of the dildo press against the young hole. She leaned in and kissed Jessy. Just as their tongues intertwined she pushed the dildo in. Jessy winced. Margie whispered to her “Take it sweetie, relax your pussy and let it in.” Margie felt the resistance ease. She pushed it in a little, a little more. She kissed Jessy again and felt her tenseness. “Watch the video Jessy, see how good that girl’s pussy feels.” Jessy looked to the screen and her tension ran away. Margie began slow fucking her. After a few times she asked “Does that feel better?” Jessy only nodded. Margie repositioned herself a little. “Ok sweetie, let’s fuck this pussy.” She started faster. Without looking from the video she said “Lulu likes to be called cunt. Mr. Tugs calls her cunt.” Margie smiled at the black eyed Mr. Tugs, “Well, Mr. Tugs, let me show you how to fuck a cunt.”
Jessy pussy was swallowing the dildo fully, spitting it back out and sucking it back in. She had let go of her pussy and started twisting her nipples again. Margie, without missing a stroke, scooted around so she could kiss the beautiful pussy she was fucking. “Suck it Mommy, suck my cunt button.” Margie sucked the clit from its hood. She sucked hard making it swell. Then she began to nibble, sucking and nibbling. Jessy was going wild. She was pinching her nipples so hard they hurt. Not the kind of hurt that makes a girl cry, the kind of hurt that made a girl’s cunt scream for climax. Margie the Mother showed up again when saw the clock on the nightstand. Thirty minutes before the bus was scheduled. She spoke aloud “You need to cum Jessy, it’s getting late.” Jessy rolled her eyes to her “Can we just stay home and do this all day?” She gave her best pouty look. Margie smiled and said “No sweetie.” She started fucking Jessy like a man would fuck her. It was like he was close to popping his nut but wanting his love to cum with him. Margie remembered how much Jessy liked to watch her play with her own twat. She wheeled around throwing a leg across Jessy, her pussy only inches from her face. Jessy’s hump rhythm increased. Margie started finger fucking her pussy, up close. Jessy popped, her cunt almost taking the dildo from Margie’s hand. Margie felt something soft touch her leg. Jessy had grabbed Mr. Tugs and held him close to her face. She screamed in erotic pleasure directly into him. When she fell limp, Margie pulled the rubber cock from her. Her little pussy was gaped, hot red-pink and wet. As they lay there breathing heavy, Margie knew she was going to be late for work. Hell, it was worth it. “Ok My little cummer, let’s get dressed. I’ll drop you off at school on my way to work.” She got up and walked to her bedroom, so dizzy she almost fell. While Jessy got dressed, Margie worked her pussy into a frenzy and came.
Margie’s mind was so far from work she was getting a headache. She couldn’t think, couldn’t even for an idea of a thought. All she could concentrate was the fire below her navel. It took all the strength she muster not to reach down and scratch that itch. When lunchtime came she told her boss she was taking a half day. As she climbed into her car she knew we she had to do. Sitting in the parking lot she called the school and told them she would be picking Jessy up. Driving with a head overflowing with anticipation excited her. She parked in the no parking zone by the front door. She trotted down the hallway to the office. Jessy was sitting on a bench, waiting for her. She signed the clipboard, exchanged a few pleasantries and took Jessy by the hand. She practically ran them to the car. “What is it Mother? Is something wrong.” No answer came. They got in and buckled up. Margie started the car and the radio blared, she shut it off. She wondered why she didn’t hear the music on her way to the school. As she pulled onto the road she told Jessy “You were right, we should have stayed home today.” Jessy half giggled her girlish laugh. Margie, sounding serious, “Jessy, what we are doing is so... so damn wrong. I am on fire for you and II know I shouldn’t be.” Jessy sat in silence. Margie continued “I want... no... I have to have your pussy on me, I want my pussy to fuck your pussy.” Jessy rolled her head to her Mother. Margie thought ‘She is so fucking sexy.’ “Lulu would like that Mother.” They pulled into the garage, before the door was down they were embraced in passion. Kissing hard and deep Margie reached under the plaid skirt and found panties today. She worked her hand in and got her finger in her daughter’s cunt. “Oh Mommy, yes yes! Fuck me, fuck me!!” Suddenly she stopped. “Get out of the car. Margie beat her to the door; Jessy beat her to getting undressed. They made it to the den. Margie fell to the floor spreading her legs. She reached for Jessy. “Fuck me baby, fuck me with that beautiful pussy.” Awkward at first but Jessy quickly figured it out. Her Mother’s pussy was hot pressed against hers. Margie grabbed her hips and showed her how to move. She let go and Jessy swirled, grind, and bumped making the sounds of wet pussy fill the room. “That’s a good girl, fuck Mommy’s pussy. Fuck it Jessy, fuck me hard.” Jessy fucked her Mother freely, no inhibitions. “Your cunt feels so good on mine Mommy.” Margie grabbed her daughter’s hips again. “Give me that cunt baby!! Fuck your Mommy, make your Mommy cum!!” Jessy went hard on her. Their pussies wet, sloppy sliding into each other. “FUCK YES FUCK YES I’M CUMMING BABY GIRL!!!” Margie came harder than she ever had. The sound of her pussy slapping made Jessy cum. She never stopped grinding. Jessy surprised both of them when her twat gushed. The wet squirt went all over Margie. When finished she fell into Margie’s breast. They lay there, panting, gasping for air. Margie gently rolled Jessy off of her. She stood up, one hand on the bed post to steady herself. “I have something for you.” She left the room and went to her bedroom closet. She came back, wearing a strap on. The size made Jessy’s eyes bulge. She quickly spread her legs. Margie smiled. “No baby, get on your knees, put your head down on the pillow. Mommy is going to fuck you from behind.”
Jessy did as she was told. Margie got behind her. As she was applying lube to the big strap on she said “This is going to be a real fuck Jessy, your cunt is going to be so happy. I want to see you squirt again sweetheart.” Jessy looked back at her Mother. The cock was much bigger than the dildo. It was tied around her so that her tuft of pussy hair was hidden. Jessy could see her Mother’s pussy beneath it. “Are you ready for Mommy to fuck you? Do you need Mr. Tugs?” Jessy felt around her bed, finding the bear she pulled him close. Margie started rubbing lube on her tiny pussy. Jessy felt her hand slide upward. Margie rubbed lube up her ass crack. She pressed the tip of her greased up finger on Jessy’s butthole. It felt good the she rubbed it. “We can fuck this too you know. Your daddy loved to fuck my ass.” Jessy surprised Margie when she pushed back, making her finger slide in. “I’ve seen that in videos, does it feel good?” Margie smiled and leaned in, pushing her whole finger into Jessy. “You tell me baby.” She slowly fucked her ass. “Mmmmmm” Jessy moaned. Reluctantly Margie pulled her finger out. She positioned the cock head over Jessy’s fuck hole. She put a hand on each of her hips, pushing the cock in and pulling Jessy back. Three inches, five inches, eight inches. Jessy’s pussy was so small and tight that even with the lube it caved in with the cock. “You ok baby?” Jessy put her thumb in her mouth. ‘It’s so deep Mommy.” Margie slid her hand around to Jessy’s tummy. She could feel the bulge in her belly. Pulling back she felt the bulge sliding thru her hand. “Yes my sweet girl, it is deep in your hungry little cunt.” Jessy arched her back. “Fuck me Mommy, fuck me now please.” Margie went to work.
Jessy’s pussy was filled with Margie’s rubber dick. Margie was transfixed on the small ass beneath her. Her head was swimming with the thoughts of all the fucking they would enjoy going forward. In her mind she could see the roles reversed. Jessy strapped up and fucking her, giving her the cock she missed so much. “Mommy, this feels so good.” I know it does baby, I know you little cunt is loving this.” Margie looked at Jessy sucking on her thumb. She put her own thumb in her mouth, wetting it. She lowered her hand down and massaged Jessy’s ass crack. Her thumb found her rosy butthole. Tracing the tight virgin hole made her own cunt juice flow. “I’m going to fuck you a little harder now baby. I’m going to fuck your cunt and your butt.” Jessy pulled her thumb from her mouth and looked back at her. “Rub your button honey, this is going to feel so good, I’m going to fuck you like a big girl.” Jessy reached for her spot. As she began to twiddle it Margie’s thumb slid into her ass. She pushed her thumb deep as the cock plunged into her daughter. Jessy tensed a little. “Does it hurt sweetie?” “Oh no Mommy, please... please keep fucking me.” That was all she needed to hear. The cock went in the thumb came out. The thumb went in the cock came out. “You are getting fucked like a big girl now Jessy. Does Mommy’s big girl like getting her holes fucked?” Rubbing her clit feverishly “Yes!! Yes Mommy!! Fuck your big girl!! Fuck me so hard!” Jessy’s clit was swollen and coaxing her orgasm. Margie thumb fucked her ass. Jessy’s pussy was on fire. “Cum for Mommy Jessy, cum all over Mommy’s big dick.” Margie was surprised when Jessy pulled forward, letting the strap dick fall from her pussy. Her little pussy sprayed her cum. Margie continued fucking her ass through it, squirt after squirt of *********** cum soaked the sheets.
They slept from the exhaustion of fucking. When Margie woke up she realized she was I bed alone. Staring at the ceiling she heard some noise down the hallway. She slithered from the comfort of Jessy’s bed and left the room. The sounds were coming from the bathroom. On tiptoe she sleeked to the door. Jessy was standing in front of the mirror. She had the strap on cinched around her. She was stroking the dick with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other. Margie became wet quickly. She started rubbing her clit watching her daughter play. Looking into the mirror Jessy said “Did your Mommy fuck you with that?” The reflection gave no answer. “Do you want to fuck Mommy with it now?” The reflection smiled a mischievous grin. “Yes I do, I want to make her pussy cum.” Margie could feel the cock entering her. She didn’t want to interrupt her daughter’s fantasy. She shuffled quietly back to Jessy’s bedroom. Once settled, she called out, “Jessy? Where are you?” She heard the slight squeak of a hinge. Tiny footsteps that slowly grew louder. As she entered the room, still stroking the dick, “It’s your turn Mommy. I want to fuck you now.” Margie smiled, spread her legs open and said, “Well, get over here and fuck me baby girl. Mommy wants to fuck.” Jessy hopped to the bed, landing right beside her. She leaned over and suckled her Mother’s erect nipple and let her hand rub down her belly. She played with the little patch of curly hairs for a moment then found her hard clit. She looked up at Margie, “I love you Mommy.” She went back to sucking Mother’s nipple as her fingers found the wet moist spot she was going to fuck. Margie moaned, a slow rumble from the back of her throat. Jessy finger fucked her as she moved her face down to her wanting clit. Kissing it, licking it, nibbling it. Instinctively she curled her fingers upward and rubbed Margie’s pussy wall. Margie turned on the faucet, her cunt starting to ooze fuck juice.
Jessy ran off the school bus and headed home faster than usual. Her freckled cheeks wet with tears, blurring her vision. Upon entering the house she dropped her backpack by the door and ran upstairs. She almost slammed her bedroom door but a second thought prevented it. She threw herself on the bed. Her long red hair fell in disarray around her. Feeling around she found one of her stuffed a****ls, Pooh’s friend Eeyore. She raised her head long enough to pull him to her face. “I cannot stand Becky Anderson!!’ she screamed into the fluff filled friend. As she sobbed into him she thought to herself “Sixth grade is not supposed to be this hard.’
Becky was a treat. She could play the parts of great best friend and evil witch with ease. The way she could slip seamlessly into each persona was mind numbing. The first 2 weeks of school it seemed Becky had allowed Jessy into her small fold of popular girls. But Tuesday, of this third week of school, the evil witch reared her hateful self. At recess Becky began to berate Jessy over how she wore her hair. Then she got several students to laugh at her clothes. They wore uniforms to the upper class school. If they all looked alike how could mine be the bad one? Jessy had rolled the question around her head for 3 classes. Lunchtime was horrific. Becky went wide open on how redheads like Jessy steal souls and leave boys broken hearted. The taunting turned into mass teasing as the girls made fun of her freckles and started calling her Spot. Jessy herself was the broken hearted one.
Eeyore had started to calm her down yet she did not realize it. As in the past he had made his way down to her belly. His oddly shaped tail lay close to her face, his head moving slowly to her special place. An old habit crept into her. She sucked her thumb when she was ********** but grew out of it. Sometimes but rarely, she would do it again. It never occurred to her it happened when one of her fluffy friends were trying to take her to the place where pleasure calmed her. Eeyore had wrangled his way under her plaid skirt. His face pressed to her cotton Little Mermaid panties. Slowly her two Oxford shoes started to move a little further apart. Her sobbing had all but stopped with only an occasional hitch in her breath escaping. Eeyore found his place in her world. Jessy’s thumb stayed in her mouth even though it was open and breathing heavier. Eeyore’s magic began to take hold of her. She felt the familiar dampness that Eeyore’s magic always brought on. His soft snout rubbed in circles; she could feel the panties between them. “Jessy!” Her mom called out, “I’m home!” Eeyore returned to his sad humdrum self. Rolling over Jessy felt humdrum as well. Humdrum but calmer. She stood up straightened her skirt then her hand u*********sly reached under. Her finger slid into the elastic leg band, touching the moist fold of her smooth outer lip, leaving with a snap before touching her special place. She walked to the bedroom door to go downstairs.
Margie kicked her heels off at the shoe rest by the door. After hanging her keys she walked to the foyer table and sat her purse on it. Her briefcase found its home on the floor beside it. “Jessy!” “I’m right here Mama.” Margie smiled broadly at the daughter she has raised alone the past three years. As Jessy reached the bottom of the stairs she gave her Mom a quick hug and turned to walk into the den. “How was school sweetie?” Jessy plopped into the oversized chair, Daddy’s old chair. “Fine”. Margie stopped pulling the pins from the bun in her hair. She knew that ‘fine’. Jessy didn’t have a fine day at all. Margie clenched her teeth and closed eyes, resuming the dismantling of her do. Her day wasn’t fine either. Stress of work had tied the back of her neck into a ****. She had been out of the work force since Jessy was born, only to be pushed back in when a drunk bastard made the decision to drive 3 years ago. That bastard had killed her husband and turned their world upside down. Jessy, being a Daddy’s girl, had not been the same since. Margie walked into the den. ‘Well baby girl, sounds like your fine day was as fine as mine.” Jessy only shrugged and slid deeper into the chair. Margie walked to the bar; she found the bottle of Merlot she had started two days ago. After pouring a glass she walked to her chair and sat down. Stretching her legs out and letting go a long sigh, she sipped the relaxer and sat it down. The silence divided them for the better part of a minute. Margie laid her head back and rolled it toward Jessy. “What do you say we order a pizza and just kick back tonight?” Jessy shrugged again and shook her head, acknowledging in silent agreement. Margie sipped her wine again and took her tablet from the end table. After a few minutes of finger tapping she lay the tablet down and picked up her glass again. ‘Sweetie? After we eat, let’s soak in the hot tub. We can talk about our day.” Jessy rolled her eyes, “Sure” she replied “I just hate Becky Anderson.” Margie sipped her wine, unbuttoned her blouse. They sat silently for 25 minutes. The knock on the door forced them to stir.
After eating their makeshift dinner they went to their rooms. Margie slipped out of her clothes and walked to her bathroom. She performed the customary void and flushed it away. Washing her hands she looked in the mirror. The reflection of the 35-year-old woman looked a bit older. Her hair still Auburn with an occasional lighter hair in there. Not quite gray but obviously going in that direction. Standing up drying her hands, her eyes trailed down the mirror. Ample breasts with pink nipples contrasted her soft pale skin. She hung the towel, took a step back and put her hands on her hips. The reflection now held her belly, just past the navel. She had escaped the stretch mark curse when Jessy came along. Her hand found its way to her soft tummy. She left it slowly rubbed downward till it reached the small tuft of red hair she maintained meticulously. Just a small vee patch, pointing to the hooded wonder no man had seen or touched in 3 years. Three very long years. Margie took very good care of the little lady under the hood. Not only in groomed maintenance but also in the orgasm department. Her finger just massaged her hood for a few seconds. Looking the pretty reflection in the eyes she whispered “Tonight girlfriend, we can play and then try to get some sleep.” The dread of having to work tomorrow tightened the ****s in her neck. Huffing she grabbed a towel and wrapped herself. Picking up the hair band from the vanity drawer she almost pulled her hair back, thought better of it and left her locks to hang freely. She clicked off the light and headed for the hot tub.
She reached the bottom of the stairs and heard Jessy from the top. Looking up she saw her daughter carrying a towel, dressed in her yellow one piece she had picked out the beginning of summer. She waited for her to descend and they walked together to the hot tub on the enclosed patio. As they teamed up to remove the cover Margie said “Tell me about this Becky Anderson.” Jessy drew a deep breath and pushed the button to activate the water jets. She clicked the light button, ran it thru the rainbow and settled on the faint purple she preferred. “She is so mean Mother, such a bi...., just mean!” Margie tried to hide her smile “A bitch, is that the word you were looking for?” Jessy actually lit up a little. “Yes ma’am, a bitch, a real mean bitch.” A thousand pounds rose from her chest. The word tasted so wonderful rolling from her mouth. Margie smiled. She tossed her towel into a chair and stepped into bubble heaven. “Let’s get in and tell me all about it.” Jessy was accustomed to seeing her Mother’s body. They had showered together for so many years. Margie settled her butt into one of the higher seats of the tub. Her bosom just above the waterline, bubbles finding the nipples and disappearing. Jessy tossed her towel on the same chair and climbed the two steps. Just as she threw her leg over the side Margie told her “You know, if you get in naked it’s much more relaxing, no clothes to restrict you. You wouldn’t take a bath in a suit, would you?” Jessy pulled her leg back and stood on the step. ” I guess not” she answered as she hooked her thumb in the shoulder straps and pulled her suit down. She didn’t bother to toss it on the chair with the towels. She left it in a crumple on the step. Margie took a good look, first one in quite some time. Jessy’s quarter size nipples were slightly darker than her own. She thought she saw the hint of ****s behind them. As a mother does, she thought of a training bra. Jessy threw her leg over the edge again and Margie caught a short glimpse of her flower. A little tingle ran through her belly. She felt it but ignored it, this time. Jessy settled into the bubble water and talked her Mother’s ear off for the next 20 minutes.
The waterlogged ladies finally stepped from the tub. After a quick dry off they replaced the cover and went inside. Jessy carried her towel and suit in her hand. Margie had wrapped her towel around her waist. She followed Jessy to the laundry room. Tossing their towels into the hamper Margie said “We need to get in the shower and rinse the chlorine from our hair.” Jessy bent her head back and looked up at her Mom, “Can I just get in with you?” It had been a long time since they had showered together. She smiled at her and said “Sure baby girl.” Jessy turned to the hallway and Margie followed. She looked down and for the first time noticed her daughters rear had filled in to a nice heart shape. The two dimples in her lower back accented her shape nicely. Margie’s belly tingled again. There was no ignoring it this time. She pushed the thought from her head but it only fell as far as her clitoris. He head swam. Jessy took off up the stairs two at a time. Margie noticed the plumpness in her vagina. She thought to herself ‘I wonder if she plays with her girl like I do mine.’ Her memories of self-indulgence flooded her thoughts. She discovered her hooded wonder at around 7. Surely Jessy had too. She caught up with Jessy in the master bath. The water was already running. When the temperature felt right on Jessy’s hand she stepped in, turned her back to the stream and placed her head in it. Her long red hair straightened and flowed across her shoulders. Margie stepped in. Jessy moved to the side to allow her Mother to rinse. They were facing each other. As they passed Margie’s nipples brushed Jessy’s forehead. Jessy did not react. As Margie rinsed her hair Jessy picked up the soap. Holding it up she asked “Can you wash my back?” Margie took the soap and lathered her hands. She placed one on each shoulder. She lightly rubbed to her neck then ran down the middle of her back. Jessy leaned forward, raised her arms and placed her hands on the wall. Margie tingled in her belly again. She ran her hands down and under her butt cheeks. As she came up her finger just reached into her daughters crack. When she reached the dimples she went down again, this time breaching the girl’s ass slit fully. She took her hands around and rubbed her tummy. Without realizing it her hands drifted down to the plump hairless mound. She snapped from her trance when Jessy placed a hand on hers. “I can wash Lulu, Mom.” Margie reeled. She was beside herself.
After washing up they dried off. Jessy wrapped a towel around her head and bounced off to her room. Margie watched her walk away, once again admiring her nakedness. She took a brush to her own hair and looked in the mirror, her eyes were wide as she scanned down her reflection. Her nipples had hardened and ached for play time. She pulled her hair into a pony tail and d**g it through a towel. She walked into the bedroom, plopped on the bed and turned the TV on. Her body was much more relaxed than an hour ago. The ****s in her neck softened. Flipping thru the channels she quickly bored. She dropped the remote, staring inattentively to a cooking show. Sleepy eyes were soon upon her. She drifted in and out of slumber. By the second commercial she was out. Jessy had pulled on a nightie and went thru her clothing. She picked out fresh panties and socks, placed them on her dressing table and retrieved a school uniform from the closet. She played around on her computer for a bit, looking at her Instagram, checking on her status in a few game sites but going to where she always did once alone in her room. She opened xhamster, logged in and checked to see if any of her friends were online. Not finding anyone she particularly liked chatting with, she started to look at the video selection. She enjoyed watching other ladies playing with their own Lulu. She made a selection and checked to be sure the volume was down. As the video started she retrieved Eeyore from her bed. Rubbing his snout she whispered to him., “We didn’t get to finish what you started sir.” Eeyore seemed to come alive and he was quickly inside the nightie with no panty barrier this time. Jessy watched the blonde lady caressing her Lulu. It wasn’t long until Eeyore was rewarded for his work. His moistened snout seemed to be smiling.
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She kissed Eeyore and placed him at the head of her bed. She cleared her browser history and put the computer to sleep. She walked into her bathroom, brushed her teeth and picked out a ribbon for her hair. She had been running thru different styles in her mind, hoping to find one that would not bring her teasing. After washing her hands she turned off the light and made her way to Margie’s room for a snuggle and good night kiss. Opening the door she saw the TV was on. As she turned toward the bed she saw her Mother fast asleep, in the nude with her now frizzy ponytail out to her side. She was sprawled on her back, her hand between here navel and her mound. Jessy made her way to the foot of the bed. Her tip toes silent as a mouse. She slowly went to her knees bring her head to bed level and looked directly into the grown up crotch. Margie’s pussy was slightly opened, or it seemed that way. Puffy pink lips protruded slightly. ‘Not like mine’ Jessy thought. Jessy sported a perfect slit with nothing showing unless she coaxed it out herself. After a moment she let her craze slowly crawl up her Mother’s body. Her eyes stopped at the breast that were stunningly gorgeous. Laying on her back the mounds lay in equal proportion, capped with very pink nipples. Jessy unknowingly touched one of nipples, hoping someday she would get a couple more pleasure spots. Suddenly a commercial came on and the volume jumped. Margie frowned and began to move. Jessy jumped to her feet and placed a hand on her Mother’s ankle. Margie opened her eyes, seeing her daughter made her wake quickly. ‘What’s wrong Jessy!” Jessy smiled “Nothing Mother, you fell asleep. I just came for my goodnight kiss.”
Margie dropped her head back on the pillow and reached her arms Toward Jessy. Jessy crawled up the bed and to her Mother. She purposely left one keg in between her legs. The nightie was short so her thighs rested on that special place. She could feel the warmth. She lay her head between the perfect breasts. Margie wrapped her arms around her. The feel of Jessy’s naked thigh on her brought the tingles back. She ran her hands down Jessy’s back and settled on her tight young ass. She pulled her ass into her, like she had done Jessy’s father so many times before. She thought she felt Jessy’s thigh push into her but wasn’t sure. Margie needed to play. It had been over a week. She ran her hands back up and took Jessy by the face. She put a kiss on her forehead. Jessy bent her neck and puckered her lips. Margie kissed her the customary peck. Their eyes locked as she pulled away. Margie kissed her again, longer, even sticking her tongue out so slightly. The softness of the young lips and her taste were intoxicating. “Off to bed little one. We will have a better day tomorrow.” Normalcy returned like a lightning flash. Jessy jumped to her knees and scurried backwards off the bed. “Night night Mommy.” She bounced thru the door pulling it shut behind her, it didn’t catch and drifted back open several inches. Margie didn’t notice. Her eyes were closed and her hand was already exploring her pussy. She was wet, really wet.
Jessy tossed and turned. She held her plush teddy bear, Mr. Tugs, under one arm while she adjusted covers, fluffed pillows and kicked her feet. Finally she sat up in bed and pulled her nightie off, wadding it up and tossing to the floor. Looking at her Mother sleeping had lit a slow burn fuse deep inside her. With her eyes closed she could see the pink lips of the mature pussy. Her hand began to move. First lightly tickling her tummy, circling her navel. As it creeped toward her mound her feet came together as her knees went further apart. The sticky of her Lulu lips held briefly, until her knees were fate enough apart to make them release. She pushed her index finger into the top of her slit. Slowly a rise began under her clitty hood. She pulled back on the hood making her flower bloom. Holding it fast her middle finger began a slow tease of her button. Eeyore and friends lay motionless around her. Sometimes their girl master played along. Mr. Tugs had the best view this time, her arm still wrapped around him. The blood rushed into her pleasure area, the warmth soothing and exhilarating. “Mmmmmmm... aaahhhhh...” she moaned. She pushed down and rubbed harder on her button. Her arm came from around Mr. Tugs. She reach down and pulled her little pussy hole open. She took her clit between her thumb and index finger and massaged it. A technique she learned watching porn videos. Her hips began to rise and fall. The butterflies in her tummy stirred. She pinched her clit a little harder and massaged faster. “Mr. Tugs” she looked at the bear “This feels so good, my Lulu wants to burst again.” Her control hand pulled her pussy toward her. She raised her head from the bed and watched her pleasure hand fuck her clit to orgasm. Her hips convulsed as she let the pleasure flow out of her. Breathing hard she fell back to a flat position. Her hands fell away from the little bald pussy. As she drifted to sleep she thought of Mother’s pussy again. But she didn’t dream about it. She dreamed Becky Anderson was eating her pussy.
Margie lay in bed unable to get the sight of Jessy’s ass out of her head. She had dabbled in same sex relations in her college days. Experimental really but she always returned to the cock men. She missed the sex she had with her husband; they were the perfect match. She lightly touched her self, feeling the spark of his touch but seeing Jessy’s rear in her mind. When her decision was made to orgasm she rolled to her side and opened the drawer of her night stand. She peeled back a towel, revealing an assortment of toys she had collected over the years. Picking up the rabbit she turned it on and felt the buzz. Her pussy gave no sign of desire so she laid it down. Purple dildo no, red vibrator no, the bulb headed Hitachi no. She pursed her lips and dug deeper. She found the touchless clit stimulator and her pussy gave the go. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Turning the toy on she fumbled with the settings till she found a level to start on. Sticking her tongue in the perfectly sized clit hole, she got it quite wet. She had spread her pussy open. The stimulator teased her by taking each of her nipples on its way to her garden. As she laid the toy to rest on her clit she clenched her ass. “Fuuuccckkkk” she let out. Whispering to no one “I miss him eating my pussy, flicking my clit, telling me how my taste made him so hard.” She would tear up a bit sometimes while pleasing herself. This time she didn’t. The movie of Jessy playing with her own pussy played vividly in her head. Her first orgasm came quickly. Turning up the setting she started to work harder for number two. The stimulator worked her clit while she finger fucked herself.
Jessy snapped awake. The thought of that mean little bitch in bed her made her shutter. She tossed and turned for a moment then sat up in bed. The sheet fell from her exposing her flat chest. She picked up Mr. Tugs. “What a nightmare Mr. Tugs.” His response was the usual, a blank stare through button eyes. It didn’t matter to her. His soft brown fur seemed to calm her down. She sat him at the foot of the, flipped the remaining covers off and slid to the floor. She retrieved her nightie, dropped it over her head. Grabbing her bear she decided to sleep with Mommy. Walking the short distance down the hallway she heard sounds coming from her Mother’s room. She figure the TV was still on and Mother had fallen asleep. When she got to the door and peered in, she felt like walked into an internet video. Mother was slowly bucking upward. Jessy crouched, setting her bear beside her. “Yessss..... fuck that pussy baby.... make me give it to you...” Her words made Jessy wet. Margie had left both lamps on, Jessy could see her very clearly. When she noticed her Mother had both hands on her pussy, she eased upward for a better look. It was then she could hear the faint buzz. I’m cumming baby, yes I’m going to fucking cum for you.... fuck me Jessy, fuck me faster....” Jessy??? Her Mother was playing with her??? Now on her knees Mr. Tugs had fallen across her calves. She didn’t realize one hand had pulled her nightie up and her other hand was rubbing furiously in her virgin pussy. “FUCK YES FUCK FUCK....here it is Jessy... take Mother’s cum!!!!” Margie’s pleasure balloon burst open. She had no idea Jessy had came with her. Mr. Tugs saw it all.
Margie rolled over and placed the toy in the drawer. “What the fuck did I just do?” She smiled as she rubbed her sloppy wet pussy. Jessy had grabbed Mr. Tugs and tiptoed back to her room. “What did I just see?” She pulled her nightie off and went to her full-length mirror. Slightly squatted she pulled her pussy apart. It had turned a soft reddish pink and her clit stood straight out. She flicked it with a finger. In her mind’s eye Becky Anderson was no longer licking her, her Mother was. She could see the dew building up on her lips. She continued flicking. Her imagination told her the her finger was Mother’s loving tongue. She closed her eyes and squatted a little more. “Mmmmmm... oh Mommy.... lick it Mommy.... it feels so good.” Her orgasm began its slow steady grow in her tummy. She grasped her clit between her thumb and finger. She began to jack it inside its hood. She could no longer hold the squat and fell gently to the floor. Her legs spread wide, feet in the air. Her climax rolled down into her smooth mound. She needed release. She raised her head and looked in the mirror. Watching her little pussy being worked brought her closer. With her other hand she plunged a finger in her tight wet hole. She curled it upward and fucked it harder. Her clit tingle increased. Her curved finger coaxed the orgasm forward. It was upon her. She released her clit and burst in young cum. Jessy’s pussy was throbbing, throwing her cum out. For the first time she had her juices free flowing, running into her hand. Her clit went into ecstasy, convulsing like it never had before. She wanted her Mother to make her cum like this. She wanted to make her Mother cum.
Margie poured the milk in Jessy’s cereal and fixed herself a second cup of coffee. “It’s going to get soggy Jessy!! Let’s go!!!” Margie had grown accustomed to calling her daughter at least 3 times before getting a result. She couldn’t recall if she was the same way in her younger days. Jessy bounced into the kitchen and sat down at the island counter. She quickly shoved a spoonful of bland nutrition into her mouth. Margie put the milk back in the fridge. She went about her routine as Jessy finished her cereal. Gulping down the last of her juice, she walked to the sink. “Did you sleep good, Mother?” Jessy had never asked her mother this question. An image flashed in mind of her rubbing her pussy while calling her daughter’s name. Smiling she replied “Yes I did, how about you.” Jessy tilted her head and smiled her freckles grin. “I had trouble falling asleep so I took Mr. Tugs for a walk.” Margie was puzzled, “A walk?” Pressing on “Where?” Jessy had an odd mischievous look on her face. “Oh, just walked around upstairs.” As she bounced out of the kitchen Margie thought ‘What an odd c***d.’ Jessy sat on the stairs putting her shoes on. Margie gathered her keys and briefcase. As she opened the door “The bus will be here any second Jessy.” As she turned to look at her Jessy was tying her last shoe. Her plaid skirt had ridden up. Jessy wore no panties. She jumped up and grabbed her backpack. When she got the door Margie said “Jessy! You don’t have underwear on!” Jessy smile, kissed her Mother on the cheek and said “I know.” A big smile filled her face. Margie was speechless. Jessy ran to the bus, still smiling. She saw Becky Anderson scowling thru the bus window at her. Even that hussy couldn’t erase her smile.
Margie sat at her desk. Work wasn’t easy today. No matter what she tried to concentrate on, she kept seeing that cute little pussy peeking at her from the school uniform. Just imagining Jessy at school all day, bare assed, letting the boys get a few peeks. There was no mistaking the dampness in her panties. These illicit thoughts were driving her wild. Jessy sat in class, daydreaming out the window. The sight of her Mother finger fucking herself was burned into her. She lightly rubbed the inside of her thigh. She could feel the electric pulses moving into her Lulu. Her gaze was broken when she heard “Psst, psst” she looked over and saw Becky was trying to get her attention. What now? The only thing Becky could come up with was sticking her tongue out. Jessy almost stuck her’s out but opted for a big smile. That puzzled Becky. It seemed to her Jessy knew something she didn’t know. All Jessy could think about was pushing her pussy all over Becky’s tongue. Then she laughed aloud.
Margie made it home a half hour late because there was an accident on the turnpike. She did her usual home arrival routine then called out for Jessy. After receiving no answer she walked up the stairs. She looked in her girls bedroom. School books on the bed, shoes on the floor. Back pack beside the dresser but no Jessy. She called her name again. Stepping into the hallway she noticed Jessy’s uniform laying crumpled in the bathroom floor. No shower running so she assumed a bath with headphones again. She pulled the zipper on the side of her skirt and let it fall. As she unbuttoned her blouse she stepped into her room. The scene took her breath. Jessy was napping on her bed. She had done this many times but this was different. She was nude, lying flat on her back. In her right hand was a blue dildo. Three other sex toys lay at her side. Margie saw her pleasure drawer was pulled open. She almost yelled Jessy’s name but took a few steps to get to the foot of the bed. Looking down at the smooth *********** her eyes were pleased. Her blouse fell from her shoulders. Reaching around one handed her bra was released and joined the blouse on the floor. Staring at the swollen little pussy, still moist from play, she pulled her panties down. Her panties didn’t make it to the floor. By the time they reached her knees her hands were already rubbing her wet cunt.
Margie could not believe what she was doing. Just as much, she couldn’t stop. Her pussy grew wetter with each stroke. Tickle her clit, plunge her fingers. She continued this prolonged path to orgasmic release. As she was getting closer desire grew within her. The desire to touch Jessy’s pretty pussy was overtaking her. The memories of her experimenting in college overwhelmed her. She was on the brink but she stopped. Stepping closer to the bed she let her feet work her panties off. She touched Jessy’s leg, ever so lightly. Her hand ran up past her knee, up her thigh, right to the crease by her crotch. She paused and looked at Jessy. When she was sure she had not moved she let her hand drift into the forbidden garden. Her pussy was smooth, her lips a young plump. Margie had to let her fingers part those lips. She saw her tiny hooded button. When she touched it a lightning bolt shot thru her own clit. She was close again. She pinched Jessy’s clit with her thumb and finger. She felt her daughter tense and move. Margie came. She came hard, wanting to moan heavily but dare not make a noise. As she came down from ecstasy she realized she was rolling Jessy’s clit. To her surprise Jessy was rotating her hips. That’s when the blur overtook her. She used both her hands to part her daughter’s legs. She lowered her face to the virgin mound. Her scent drove Margie crazy. She kissed the puffy smooth lips. Lightly she licked, flicking her clit. The world was trance like, covered in a foggy mist of forbidden passion. She licked deeper, tasting the nectar of the young pussy. Margie was lost in lust. She opened up and ate pussy like it should be are. Her cunt was on fire. She reached back and started to finger herself. Suddenly she froze. She felt a touch in her hair. She looked up from the smooth pussy her tongue was probing. Jessy was looking her in the eyes. A moment of slice passed. Jessy smiled then reached up to her tiny nipples. Twisting them she said “That feels so good Mommy, please do it some more.” Margie felt her own pussy quiver. Still looking into her daughters eyes, she began eating her pussy again. Jessy laid her head back and used her hips to fuck her Mother’s face.
Margie was in forbidden territory. She couldn’t stop. Caressing the virgin pussy with her tongue, finger fucking herself. She watched Jessy twist and turn her nipples. “That feels so good Mother.” Jessy’s words made her wetter. She whispered into Jessy’s twat “Fuck me baby, fuck me with your pussy.” Jessy complied, grinding into her face. Her jumps grew faster, more frequent each time her Mother spoke. “I want you to cum for me baby girl, I need you to cum for me.’ Margie used her free hand to feel Jessy. She slid a finger in her, meeting the slight resistance of her cherry. She pushed until her finger was eaten up. Fucking her twat in and out, in and out. Jessy was hungry, only cum could satisfy her. She pushed her ass up off the bed. Letting go of her nipples she used her elbows to push up. Staring into her Mother’s eyes she watched the love passing between them. “I’m going to cum Mommy, I’m cummmmmiiinnnggg!” Her orgasm burst forward. Margie’s snatch was close too. She fucked herself feverishly. As Jessy’s butt fell gently Margie pulled her face from her. “I’m cumming too baby, Mommy is..... oh fuck!!” Margie reeled upward, her fingers thrashing her pussy. Jessy watched her fuck her trimmed pussy. Just a small tuff of hair at the top of her slit. Her long red hair glistening with sweat. Jessy reached down and massaged her clit. It was so tender to the touch. She had watched so many videos but seeing her Mother right there in front of her brought her a second cumming.
They lay in bed together. Jessy was comfortable snuggling in the nude. It was a warming sensation she had not experienced. She traced her finger around her Mother’s nipple. Margie watched her explore. “Jessy” she started “I’m not sure how to feel about this.” Jessy half whispered “It felt good Mother.’ She smiled at her petite daughter. “That it did sweetie, that it did.” Jessy lightly pinched her nipple then rand her finger down her belly. She scooted downward and put her face between Margie’s legs. “Umm... can I lick you too?” Her finger ran into her slit, finding her clit. Margie spread her legs, wrapping one around Jessy, pulling her inward. She didn’t have to say anything, Jessy knew the answer to her question. She made her finger into a vee and spread the adult pussy open. She went in fast and started licking. Margie put a hand on her head “Slow down honey, slowly lick it and suck on my button.” Jessy put a finger on her clit and pressed. “Right here?” Margie nodded. Mother’s pussy covered her face. She flicked her clit then sucked it in. Margie began to swell in her daughter’s mouth. Jessy loved what she was doing. The taste of her Mother was intoxicating. Margie pushed lightly on her head. “Yes Jessy.... suck my pussy baby. Make me cum for you, eat my CUNY baby, eat Mommy’s pussy.” Jessy worked the clit around her mouth, twisting and turning her tongue. Sucking it in, teasing it. Margie cupped her hands behind her knees and pulled them upward. Her pussy came up and Jessy followed. Jessy got on her knees and used both her hands to spread her Mother open. Margie watched as her daughter coaxed her orgasm forward. Before she knew her toes had curled and her legs began to shake. “Eat it baby!!! Face fuck me, fuck Mommy’s pussy!!” Margie’s eyes rolled back. She came hard for her girl, wetting her young cheeks with a Mother’s forbidden love.
They slept together that night. Margie awoke first and found Jessy’s hand cupping her mound. She eased her hand away and crawled from the bed. Jessy rolled over and snuggled deeper into the blankets. She put on her robe and went downstairs. As she watched her coffee brew she pondered the new found sex. u*********sly licking her lips she could taste Jessy. They had kissed passionately for quite some time before slumber took them. She dropped a bagel in the toaster, creamed her coffee and sat at the table. Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard Jessy coming down the stairs. Jessy walked in the kitchen, still fully nude. Margie’s eyes took in her beauty. Jessy opened the fridge, grabbed a juice box then turned to her Mother. “I love you Mother.” Margie puckered and blew her a kiss. Jessy smiled, turning back to the fridge. She bent to the crisper looking for an apple. Her little pussy just peeking from under her cheeks. Margie wanted her right then. She spread her legs, just enough to make the robe slide from her lap. Jessy sat across the table from her. “Do you think tonight you can fuck me with your toys?” Margie’s Mother instinct kicked in. “Jessy! You said the F word!” ‘You said it a few times when we were fucking last night. It’s ok Mother, the girls in porn say it. And I really want to try fucking our pussies together.” ‘Porn?’ Margie thought. “You’ve been watching porn?” “Uh huh” she nodded, “Mr. Tugs and Eeyore fuck me when I watch.” Margie’s mind reeled. “But now you fuck me Mother” placing her hand on Margie’s. “I love how you fuck me...so... will you fuck me with your toys?” Margie’s cunt was sopping wet, all she could do was smile and say “Why don’t we go back upstairs and give that little twat a good fuck before school?” Jessy jumped up, leaving the once bitten apple on the table. As she ran toward the stairs she turned squatted a little. Sticking a finger in her pussy she said “I’m still so wet Mother, let’s go fuck me.” Margie hiked the last of her coffee. She placed her cup in the sink and let her robe fall off. Touching her own wet slit she said aloud “Step aside Mr. Tugs, I’m going to fuck my ***********’s cunt better than you ever could.” She rubbed her snatch all the way upstairs and into her bedroom.
Jessy wasn’t in her bedroom. She noticed the toy drawer was open. “Jessy?” she called out. “In my room Mother!” ‘Ok” she replied. Margie went the drawer and found her bottle of warming lube. She said to herself ‘Her pussy is so tight and my dildos are pretty big.’ She didn’t think she would need anything else; Jessy had raided the drawer already. Walking into Jessy’s room she heard the sounds of fuckery. Looking at the computer on her desk was a full screen video of a young woman pleasuring herself with a dildo. She looked at the bed and saw Jessy watching the video intently. Her legs spread wide with her feet hidden in her Hello Kitty bed sheets. She had one hand on Mr. Tugs and the other rubbing a medium sized pink dildo up and down her cunt crack. Margie smiled and crooked her head to one side. “Somebody is in a hurry to get their pussy fucked I see.” Jessy looked at her with big pleading eyes. “Oh yes Mother!! I want you to fuck me.” Margie took the dildo from her, opened the lube and coated the first few inches of the dildo. Puzzled Jessy asked “What is that?” Margie closed the lube, sat it on the dresser and sat down on the bed. She took her lube covered hand started to massage Jessy’s pussy. This is a warming lubrication honey. It helps the dildo to slip and slide a little better and gets warm to make it more pleasurable.” The lube warmed her. Margie continued “The first time is going to sting a little but it gets better quickly. You need to spread your legs wide and hold your pussy open.” Jessy did it immediately. Margie smiled and placed the dildo on her clit. She started to reminisce, “I remember my pussy being so hungry to fuck. Your Father loved fucking me.” A somber look filled her face. Jessy pulled her pussy a bit wider. “I like watching those kind of videos some times.” Margie let the tip of the dildo press against the young hole. She leaned in and kissed Jessy. Just as their tongues intertwined she pushed the dildo in. Jessy winced. Margie whispered to her “Take it sweetie, relax your pussy and let it in.” Margie felt the resistance ease. She pushed it in a little, a little more. She kissed Jessy again and felt her tenseness. “Watch the video Jessy, see how good that girl’s pussy feels.” Jessy looked to the screen and her tension ran away. Margie began slow fucking her. After a few times she asked “Does that feel better?” Jessy only nodded. Margie repositioned herself a little. “Ok sweetie, let’s fuck this pussy.” She started faster. Without looking from the video she said “Lulu likes to be called cunt. Mr. Tugs calls her cunt.” Margie smiled at the black eyed Mr. Tugs, “Well, Mr. Tugs, let me show you how to fuck a cunt.”
Jessy pussy was swallowing the dildo fully, spitting it back out and sucking it back in. She had let go of her pussy and started twisting her nipples again. Margie, without missing a stroke, scooted around so she could kiss the beautiful pussy she was fucking. “Suck it Mommy, suck my cunt button.” Margie sucked the clit from its hood. She sucked hard making it swell. Then she began to nibble, sucking and nibbling. Jessy was going wild. She was pinching her nipples so hard they hurt. Not the kind of hurt that makes a girl cry, the kind of hurt that made a girl’s cunt scream for climax. Margie the Mother showed up again when saw the clock on the nightstand. Thirty minutes before the bus was scheduled. She spoke aloud “You need to cum Jessy, it’s getting late.” Jessy rolled her eyes to her “Can we just stay home and do this all day?” She gave her best pouty look. Margie smiled and said “No sweetie.” She started fucking Jessy like a man would fuck her. It was like he was close to popping his nut but wanting his love to cum with him. Margie remembered how much Jessy liked to watch her play with her own twat. She wheeled around throwing a leg across Jessy, her pussy only inches from her face. Jessy’s hump rhythm increased. Margie started finger fucking her pussy, up close. Jessy popped, her cunt almost taking the dildo from Margie’s hand. Margie felt something soft touch her leg. Jessy had grabbed Mr. Tugs and held him close to her face. She screamed in erotic pleasure directly into him. When she fell limp, Margie pulled the rubber cock from her. Her little pussy was gaped, hot red-pink and wet. As they lay there breathing heavy, Margie knew she was going to be late for work. Hell, it was worth it. “Ok My little cummer, let’s get dressed. I’ll drop you off at school on my way to work.” She got up and walked to her bedroom, so dizzy she almost fell. While Jessy got dressed, Margie worked her pussy into a frenzy and came.
Margie’s mind was so far from work she was getting a headache. She couldn’t think, couldn’t even for an idea of a thought. All she could concentrate was the fire below her navel. It took all the strength she muster not to reach down and scratch that itch. When lunchtime came she told her boss she was taking a half day. As she climbed into her car she knew we she had to do. Sitting in the parking lot she called the school and told them she would be picking Jessy up. Driving with a head overflowing with anticipation excited her. She parked in the no parking zone by the front door. She trotted down the hallway to the office. Jessy was sitting on a bench, waiting for her. She signed the clipboard, exchanged a few pleasantries and took Jessy by the hand. She practically ran them to the car. “What is it Mother? Is something wrong.” No answer came. They got in and buckled up. Margie started the car and the radio blared, she shut it off. She wondered why she didn’t hear the music on her way to the school. As she pulled onto the road she told Jessy “You were right, we should have stayed home today.” Jessy half giggled her girlish laugh. Margie, sounding serious, “Jessy, what we are doing is so... so damn wrong. I am on fire for you and II know I shouldn’t be.” Jessy sat in silence. Margie continued “I want... no... I have to have your pussy on me, I want my pussy to fuck your pussy.” Jessy rolled her head to her Mother. Margie thought ‘She is so fucking sexy.’ “Lulu would like that Mother.” They pulled into the garage, before the door was down they were embraced in passion. Kissing hard and deep Margie reached under the plaid skirt and found panties today. She worked her hand in and got her finger in her daughter’s cunt. “Oh Mommy, yes yes! Fuck me, fuck me!!” Suddenly she stopped. “Get out of the car. Margie beat her to the door; Jessy beat her to getting undressed. They made it to the den. Margie fell to the floor spreading her legs. She reached for Jessy. “Fuck me baby, fuck me with that beautiful pussy.” Awkward at first but Jessy quickly figured it out. Her Mother’s pussy was hot pressed against hers. Margie grabbed her hips and showed her how to move. She let go and Jessy swirled, grind, and bumped making the sounds of wet pussy fill the room. “That’s a good girl, fuck Mommy’s pussy. Fuck it Jessy, fuck me hard.” Jessy fucked her Mother freely, no inhibitions. “Your cunt feels so good on mine Mommy.” Margie grabbed her daughter’s hips again. “Give me that cunt baby!! Fuck your Mommy, make your Mommy cum!!” Jessy went hard on her. Their pussies wet, sloppy sliding into each other. “FUCK YES FUCK YES I’M CUMMING BABY GIRL!!!” Margie came harder than she ever had. The sound of her pussy slapping made Jessy cum. She never stopped grinding. Jessy surprised both of them when her twat gushed. The wet squirt went all over Margie. When finished she fell into Margie’s breast. They lay there, panting, gasping for air. Margie gently rolled Jessy off of her. She stood up, one hand on the bed post to steady herself. “I have something for you.” She left the room and went to her bedroom closet. She came back, wearing a strap on. The size made Jessy’s eyes bulge. She quickly spread her legs. Margie smiled. “No baby, get on your knees, put your head down on the pillow. Mommy is going to fuck you from behind.”
Jessy did as she was told. Margie got behind her. As she was applying lube to the big strap on she said “This is going to be a real fuck Jessy, your cunt is going to be so happy. I want to see you squirt again sweetheart.” Jessy looked back at her Mother. The cock was much bigger than the dildo. It was tied around her so that her tuft of pussy hair was hidden. Jessy could see her Mother’s pussy beneath it. “Are you ready for Mommy to fuck you? Do you need Mr. Tugs?” Jessy felt around her bed, finding the bear she pulled him close. Margie started rubbing lube on her tiny pussy. Jessy felt her hand slide upward. Margie rubbed lube up her ass crack. She pressed the tip of her greased up finger on Jessy’s butthole. It felt good the she rubbed it. “We can fuck this too you know. Your daddy loved to fuck my ass.” Jessy surprised Margie when she pushed back, making her finger slide in. “I’ve seen that in videos, does it feel good?” Margie smiled and leaned in, pushing her whole finger into Jessy. “You tell me baby.” She slowly fucked her ass. “Mmmmmm” Jessy moaned. Reluctantly Margie pulled her finger out. She positioned the cock head over Jessy’s fuck hole. She put a hand on each of her hips, pushing the cock in and pulling Jessy back. Three inches, five inches, eight inches. Jessy’s pussy was so small and tight that even with the lube it caved in with the cock. “You ok baby?” Jessy put her thumb in her mouth. ‘It’s so deep Mommy.” Margie slid her hand around to Jessy’s tummy. She could feel the bulge in her belly. Pulling back she felt the bulge sliding thru her hand. “Yes my sweet girl, it is deep in your hungry little cunt.” Jessy arched her back. “Fuck me Mommy, fuck me now please.” Margie went to work.
Jessy’s pussy was filled with Margie’s rubber dick. Margie was transfixed on the small ass beneath her. Her head was swimming with the thoughts of all the fucking they would enjoy going forward. In her mind she could see the roles reversed. Jessy strapped up and fucking her, giving her the cock she missed so much. “Mommy, this feels so good.” I know it does baby, I know you little cunt is loving this.” Margie looked at Jessy sucking on her thumb. She put her own thumb in her mouth, wetting it. She lowered her hand down and massaged Jessy’s ass crack. Her thumb found her rosy butthole. Tracing the tight virgin hole made her own cunt juice flow. “I’m going to fuck you a little harder now baby. I’m going to fuck your cunt and your butt.” Jessy pulled her thumb from her mouth and looked back at her. “Rub your button honey, this is going to feel so good, I’m going to fuck you like a big girl.” Jessy reached for her spot. As she began to twiddle it Margie’s thumb slid into her ass. She pushed her thumb deep as the cock plunged into her daughter. Jessy tensed a little. “Does it hurt sweetie?” “Oh no Mommy, please... please keep fucking me.” That was all she needed to hear. The cock went in the thumb came out. The thumb went in the cock came out. “You are getting fucked like a big girl now Jessy. Does Mommy’s big girl like getting her holes fucked?” Rubbing her clit feverishly “Yes!! Yes Mommy!! Fuck your big girl!! Fuck me so hard!” Jessy’s clit was swollen and coaxing her orgasm. Margie thumb fucked her ass. Jessy’s pussy was on fire. “Cum for Mommy Jessy, cum all over Mommy’s big dick.” Margie was surprised when Jessy pulled forward, letting the strap dick fall from her pussy. Her little pussy sprayed her cum. Margie continued fucking her ass through it, squirt after squirt of *********** cum soaked the sheets.
They slept from the exhaustion of fucking. When Margie woke up she realized she was I bed alone. Staring at the ceiling she heard some noise down the hallway. She slithered from the comfort of Jessy’s bed and left the room. The sounds were coming from the bathroom. On tiptoe she sleeked to the door. Jessy was standing in front of the mirror. She had the strap on cinched around her. She was stroking the dick with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other. Margie became wet quickly. She started rubbing her clit watching her daughter play. Looking into the mirror Jessy said “Did your Mommy fuck you with that?” The reflection gave no answer. “Do you want to fuck Mommy with it now?” The reflection smiled a mischievous grin. “Yes I do, I want to make her pussy cum.” Margie could feel the cock entering her. She didn’t want to interrupt her daughter’s fantasy. She shuffled quietly back to Jessy’s bedroom. Once settled, she called out, “Jessy? Where are you?” She heard the slight squeak of a hinge. Tiny footsteps that slowly grew louder. As she entered the room, still stroking the dick, “It’s your turn Mommy. I want to fuck you now.” Margie smiled, spread her legs open and said, “Well, get over here and fuck me baby girl. Mommy wants to fuck.” Jessy hopped to the bed, landing right beside her. She leaned over and suckled her Mother’s erect nipple and let her hand rub down her belly. She played with the little patch of curly hairs for a moment then found her hard clit. She looked up at Margie, “I love you Mommy.” She went back to sucking Mother’s nipple as her fingers found the wet moist spot she was going to fuck. Margie moaned, a slow rumble from the back of her throat. Jessy finger fucked her as she moved her face down to her wanting clit. Kissing it, licking it, nibbling it. Instinctively she curled her fingers upward and rubbed Margie’s pussy wall. Margie turned on the faucet, her cunt starting to ooze fuck juice.
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