Heather Brown - Wild housewife

"Would you like Mommy to do it to you now?"

She vigorously nodded her head "Good," I smiled warmly. "I'll just fix my little girl right up. And when I'm through, you'll be able to sleep like a baby until morning. And then tomorrow we'll have a nice, long mother-to-daughter talk."

"Oh Mommy, thanks a million," Susan smiled for the first time since I could remember. "You're the best mother a kid could ever have."

My spirits soared. Even though Susan was talking in her sleep, I was ecstatic.

"Just relax, dumpling," I soothed my little girl. "lay back and spread your legs so Mommy can reach under your nightie and press your magic button."

Looking intently downward, I watched her sleek thighs part. The nightie rode up around her trim waist. Suddenly my eyes were riveted to the pulsing mound of Susan's wispy fourteen-year-old cunt.

As her mother, I had seen my daughter's developing vagina countless times. However, this was the first time I'd seen it as a sexual organ.

A pussy.

My little Susan's cunt, I thought with parental pride, as I reached between her widely spread legs. After all the pain, what a wonderful moment this was.

Finding her labia, my fingers gently plucked them apart. Susan's pussy lips were like the tender petals of a budding flower.

Now my daughter's twat was open and I was looking inside the hottest part of her fourteen-year-old body. Moist, red tissues sucked at me. Susan's cunt was wet.

"The button I told you about is at the top," she reminded me. "Lick it with your tongue, Mommy."

I didn't even stop to consider where she'd learned about oral sex. Having at last discovered a technique that would bring my daughter back to me, I wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Keeping the delicate lips apart with my fingers, I lowered my face to my little girl's sweet-smelling crotch. I tongued around the apex of Susan's pussy, seeking her clit.

Suddenly she jumped, her slender hips bucking into the air. "Oooooooh, that's it!" she moaned excitedly. "That's the magic spot, Mommy! Keep doing it! Ooooooh, doing it!"

The instant she mentioned it, I could feel her clit against my tongue. It was hard, feeling like the sharpened end of a ten-penny nail as it gouged into my oral flesh.

Having found Susan's so-called magic button, I stopped relying on just the tip and began to rub the rough, flat of my tongue over the throbbing protrusion. The friction started her compact little ass rolling, just like she was being fucked.

"Mmmmm, I'm coming… I'm coming," Susan murmured. "Mommy, you're making me come sooooo hard!"

God, I was so glad.

And if Susan loved the way I was eating her beautiful cunt, I'd give her even more to come about. Without hesitation I now swung my body back around so that my box, bare as usual beneath my skirt, dripped onto Susan's shining face.

"Ooooooh, Mommy, I want to eat you," Susan said, getting the idea immediately. "Your pussy is so much bigger and juicier and hairier than mine. It looks like a big pie."

"A hair pie, darling," I chuckled. "And you just go ahead and eat all you want. Make a pig of yourself, sweetheart."

I sat on her face without delay. Abruptly I could feel my pussy spreading, the lips sliding wetly across Susan's face while the gorge widened at the center of my straddling loins.

My little girl didn't have to be told what to do once she had a faceful of Mommy's cunt. Immediately she hardened her tongue into a miniature spike and pounded it up my snatch. When she began reaming and pumping me, I started to orgasm right away.

Then she started gnashing her teeth against my turgid clit.

And, besides, Susan's cunt was such a dream. It was the softest and warmest and sweetest part of an exceptionally soft and warm and sweet young woman, who also happened to be Mommy's little girl.

It was a mother's right to lick such a tender crevice. Of that I was sure.

And a loving daughter's right to orally explore her mother's most private part. To taste and learn about the kind of cunt hers would resemble in a few years.

The room was filled with our slurping and moaning. We were eating each other's pussies with greater and greater hunger.

I could feel Susan's young body shaking beneath me. The deeper I poked my erect tongue down her honeyed slit, the tighter Susan's adolescent cunt became. She had muscles down there like steel cables.

She wrapped her legs around my head, locking the ankles at my neck. This made my tongue almost seem to reach her spine, I was orally fucking her so deeply.

An added bonus of Susan's jack-knifing was that her top half shot up at a corresponding angle with the bottom portion of her naked body. In other words, her lurching head lifted my ass into the air. Then her teeth and lips actually entered the chasm of my cunt.

I began coming in a way I had never before experienced. This was my first time with either all-female love or incest, and apparently the twin taboos were ganging up to give me the orgasm of my life.

The harder Susan chomped away at my pussy, the more fervidly I reciprocated with my mouth on hers. The age-gap was melting now-we were just two bitches in lesbian heat.

We chewed and licked, gnashed and lapped. And always tongue-fucked.

It was oral sex at perfection!

But leave it to someone with the gift of youth to top perfection. A fourteen-year-old who hasn't yet learned the adult habit of settling for too little.

Suddenly my little girl's steadily flowing cunt juice wasn't all I was tasting. Another warmer, thinner liquid was at first joining it, and then swamping everything in its path. And the taste was even sweeter.

Susan was hotly pissing in my mouth.

I loved it!

Immediately I flexed my bladder, prompting it to give its all. I was all in favor of putting out a little bit of liquid innocence myself.

Did I say little bit? Hell, I pissed like a horse, drenching my giggling daughter with a copious stream of scalding yellowness.

By the time we were finished drinking, our bellies were both bloated and we were reeking with the bitter-sweetness of freshly spent urine. It was a delicious feeling, and we soon began to take turns rubbing it into one another's tingling flesh.

Then we made love all over again. This time we stuck our fingers inside each other's cunts and made ourselves come that way. I'm telling you, when Susan knotted her fist within my fuck-hole, it felt exactly the same as the head of a huge cock.

Of course I could only get a couple of fingers inside Susan's tighter and younger pussy, but I made them count. Best of all, I made her piss two more times.

What a night! The best of my life.

And I was sure that tomorrow and the next day would be. even better. This was just the beginning.

I had my daughter back.

I woke up Susan the next morning with her favorite breakfast in bed. She greeted me with a sleepy smile that instantly told me everything was all right. Last night we had performed the miracle for which I'd prayed.

I sat and watched her eat, thrilled by the rosiness that had returned to her cheeks at long last. What a beautiful girl my daughter was.

I hadn't asked her, of course, if she recalled anything from the previous evening. It might unsettle her recovery, and my intention was to fortify it. I was determined that my daughter would experience no stress-just love.

And I had the perfect way to express it in mind. Something that would take Susan back to early childhood when she hadn't a care in the world.

"Susan," I said when she had finished eating, completing her first meal since she had returned home, "do you remember the fun we used to have when you were a little girl?"

"Sure, Mom," she cheerfully replied. "I was so happy then. Sometimes I wish I could be a little kid all over again. Growing up is hard sometimes."