Bob Wallace: Mom_s horse hunger

Alice dropped into the chair across from Patti. As she sipped coffee, she stared at her pretty daughter. "C'mon, Patti. I know something is troubling you. Spit it out. Maybe I can help."

Patti's cheeks burned as she stuffed egg into her mouth. She glanced up, caught her mother looking and turned away, silently she ate, forcing a nervous smile between bites. She couldn't shake the image of her mother naked with Blazer and the vision had her hot all over again.

Patti squirmed uncomfortably in the chair under her mother's direct gaze. "Nothing's the matter, Mommy," she said. "Honest."

Alice finished her coffee. "Is it a boy?" She smiled warmly. "You're at that age where you think about boys." She winked. "I'll bet they think a lot about you."

Patti's face turned scarlet. "It's not a boy, Mommy. Honest." She wished she had never seen her mother out in the barn. Everything was all mixed up now.

"You should be thinking about boys," Alice said. A wide smile broke across her face and her eyes glowed. "Trust me."

Patti turned away.

"It's sex, right?" Alice laughed. "Of course it's sex." She reached across the table and touched her daughter's hand. "What's the problem?"

"No problem," Patti lied. "What about you?" she said, changing the subject. "Daddy's been gone a long time. Don't you think about sex?"

"Of course, honey," Alice laughed. "I never stop thinking about it."

"What do you do about it?" Patti's heart was racing at full speed.

It was Alice's turn to blush. "Nothing," she said, avoiding Patti's questioning blue eyes. They were the same eyes as her father's, pale blue and wide.

Patti smiled, feeling at once on the offensive. She pressed. "Don't you get horny?"

Alice allowed a smile. "Sometimes," she said. "I take a shower."

"I'm tired of taking showers," Patti said boldly. "I'll be all wrinkled by the time I'm old enough to get married."

Alice laughed, the tension gone. "Maybe not," she said. "Maybe not."

Patti leered openly at her mother's jiggling tits as she laughed. She wanted to see them, like she had seen them through the window of the bar, bare, totally exposed.

Alice caught her daughter's gaze. Something she didn't understand possessed her. She jutted her tits out proudly. "Yours will be this big in a few years."

"I hope so," Patti sighed dreamily, ogling her mother's large tits hidden from view by her blouse. A surge of lust swept over her, making her bolder than at any other time in her young life. "Can I see them?"

Alice was caught off guard. She recovered. "Sure. Why not?" A strange excitement coursed through her veins. She undid the buttons of her blouse and watched Patti's eyes sparkle.

Patti's heart leaped into her throat. Up close, her mother's tits were even more beautiful and exciting. She thought of Blazer slopping his big lips over her mother's flesh. She wanted to do the same thing. A tremor rippled over her flesh. The idea sounded strange, yet she knew it was what she wanted. She wanted to share everything with her mother, including Blazer. Her young mind spun.

It was as if Alice could read her daughter's mind. She too was thinking along the same lines. They seemed to be drawn together. "Let me see you too, honey."

"They're small!" Patti exclaimed as she fumbled with her top. She pulled it off, her small budding tits sticking out proudly, the nipples swollen. "See?"

"I feel like we're girlfriends right now instead of mother and daughter," Alice said, her soft gaze flowing eagerly over her child's gorgeous tits. "How about you?"

Patti nodded. "Yes," she said, her throat drying up. "Can I touch you?"

The request stunned Alice. A hot shivery sigh escaped her mouth. "Sure, honey." Dazed, doing things she had never dreamed of, Alice stood. "Maybe we should go upstairs to the bedroom."

Patti nodded. She wanted to go out to the barn, but she held her breath. Blazer, she knew would come later. She offered her mother her hand and silently, they went upstairs.

"Have you ever done this with any of your friends?" Alice asked. Her head was reeling. What was happening was bizarre. She wanted Patti, her child, wanted Patti as badly as she wanted Blazer.

"No, Mommy," Patti said. She went to her mother, rubbed her small tits against her mother's large overripe tits. "Oooo, I'm so hot. I've never felt this way before."

"Neither have I," Alice said honestly.

Patti, not interested in the whys, but only in satisfying her own sexual curiosity, played with the snap on her mother's jeans. She opened it, slid the zipper down and pushed the jeans off her mother's hips. Her head in the clouds, all she could think about was doing the same thing to her mother that Blazer had done. She sighed and slumped against her mother.

"Relax, honey," her mother soothed, stroking her child's smooth back. She held Patti, felt her tremble. Her own body was in a raging turmoil. She was caught up in her own passion and in the passion of her daughter, and she couldn't bring herself to put an end to it.

"Ohhh, Mommy," Patti purred, sensing, even in her innocence, a reluctance in her mother's part. "You feel so warm and soft."

She rubbed her flesh into her mother's. Anxious hands found and massaged her mother's tits. She was out of her mind. Her mother's large swollen nipples burned into the palms of her eager hands.

Alice no longer thought about what was right or what was wrong. Her daughter's hands had her crazy hot. She wanted to go all the way. "Sweet, Patti," Alice murmured.

Patti stepped back, drooled as she gaped her mother's lush body. Her eager gaze flowed over her mother's flesh. "Take off your panties, Mommy. Be naked." To help her sexually stunned mother, Patti quickly pushed her own shorts down, exposing her own body completely.

Alice was dizzy with passion. It was as if she were the child. She blinked and gazed hungrily at her daughter's slim, maturing body. "You're beautiful." She hooked her fingers into her own panties and pushed them down, baring her cunt for Patti's delight.

"Not like you, Mommy," Patti swooned. She took her mother's hand. "Let's get in bed and touch each other."

Willingly, Alice allowed her young daughter to take her to bed. Deprived for so long of the joys of sex with a person, she couldn't stop herself. The barrier was broken and now nothing mattered.

Patti, anxious and excited about anything sexual, cuddled in her mother's arms, both naked on the bed. "Oooo, Mommy. I'm so hot." She tilted her head, blue innocent eyes filmed with lust. "Are you?"

"Yes, honey," Alice gasped. "I'm hot."

Patti scrambled out of her mother's arms, climbed over her and straddled her body. She looked into her mother's flushed and excited face. "Are you as hot as you were with Blazer?"

Alice's mouth dropped open. "You… you know?"

"I was watching through the window," Patti sighed. "I saw everything." She wriggled her hips. Warm pussy cream oozed from her virgin cunt.

Alice felt her daughter's juice on her sizzling flesh. "Does it bother you?" Her senses were being bombarded – first the horse, then Patti, then Patti's confession. It boggled her mind.

"The only way it bothered me, Mommy…" She paused as a tremor swept up through her body, breaking her flesh out in goose bumps. "It got me so hot, I ran back to my room and got myself to cum."

Alice brought her hands to her child's small plump tits. She kneaded them gently, enjoying the youthful texture and softness.

"Ummmm, I like that, Mommy!" She gasped, her long blonde hair swishing across her bare back.

"I can tell," Alice said. "You're creaming all over me."

Patti giggled. "Like you creamed Blazer?"

"Not that much," she said, relaxing completely for the first time with Patti.

"Give me time," Patti hummed. She leaned into her mother's massaging hands. "Can I do what Blazer did to you?" She licked her lips with greedy anticipation.