Birthday Sex

Where do I begin?

I’m the mother of this girl who in a few months will be graduating high school then move on to college when the fall starts. It also happens to be her birthday today. So, I picked her up at school planning do a little bit of shopping with her before we went back home.

Cindy’s classmates call her “hot.” Personally, she looks like Brie Larson, down to her hair color, height and the curves of her body. People can’t miss it, specially considering she loves wearing super thin lace spaghetti-strapped slip dresses and thongs. Some of the other gorgeous girls at her private same-sex high school salivate over her and I could see it.

Who wouldn’t?

I look at Cindy and always thought she has a nice set of tits and ass. But not that way. I just always thought my daughter was striking, physically attractive.

I pulled up to the side and rolled down the passenger front window just in front of Cindy’s school.

“Cindy!” I hollered as I saw her mingling with and talking to her peers.

“Mom, they think you look like Kate Upton!” said Cindy pointing at her classmates at school as she giggled and ran towards the car.

I pulled some of my sunglasses down as I looked at her classmates smiling and waving.

One of them made a fist with her thumb towards her face as she put her index and middle fingers between her mouth in a V-shape and then flickered her tongue as she looked at me which was, I suppose, this girl’s idea of being cute and funny. I chuckled. But this girl did look cute. What she did made me tingle a bit.

Cindy was finally in the car next to me in front. I looked at her. I could almost see her nipples in the slip dress she wore.

I kept telling her to at least cover her tits with some surgical, easy-to-remove tape.

“In Tucson, Arizona under 90 degree temperatures?? Come on, mom!” is what Cindy would say.

“You’re just asking for trouble,” I’d say.

“It’s an all-girl school, mom,” Cindy would reply with biting sarcasm and mocking expression on her strikingly gorgeous face.

There was silence.

“Mom, don’t worry. I dress for the occasion and situation,” Cindy said thinking she probably thought she hurt my feelings and was trying to make me feel better.

“As long as you’re ok,” I said as I drove.

Afterwards, both of us were exchanging stories and jokes in the car.

Cindy and I did not always agree, but she’s respectful and we’re open to each other.

Overall, she’s an amazing daughter, an A-student, on her way to medical school in a few short months. She’s smart as hell. Blonde. Gorgeous. Athletic. All traits and characteristics that, I don’t mean to brag, she took up from me, if I may say so myself. Among other things. After all, I have a private psychiatric practice that is doing pretty well so we’re covered financially and our daily needs are met.

After doing a little bit of shopping at the mall, Cindy and I decided it would be great just to stay home and celebrate her birthday quietly. I whipped up some veggie and fruit salads. I brought out the cake I bought from the bakery for dessert. I sang Cindy a happy birthday. We watched some TV.

Later, we started cleaning up. After eating dinner and washing dishes; after showering thoroughly and freshening up; after flossing and brushing our teeth, cleansing our mouths with mouthwash, we went right to bed. It was already about nine at night.

I wanted to save as much money as I can, so instead of buying a house, I ended up renting a luxury apartment in a high-end building in the city with one bedroom, one kitchen and one living room.

Cindy and I shared the bed in this sizable bedroom.

I was already lying down in bed in my negligee, my usual routine, when Cindy took off all her clothes, which was uncharacteristic of her. She’d be in her negligee herself under normal circumstances.

‘What are you doing, Cynthia Jacqueline Lake?’ I thought to myself.

Cindy then went to her closet and took out this box.

She opened the box, taking out this object that is an exact replica of a penis at both ends.

I didn’t want to embarrass her so I kept quiet, minding my business as I sprayed some perfume on my body.

Cindy dimmed the lights and lay down next to me with the prosthetic penis still in her hand.

“Good night, mom,” Cindy gave me a peck.

“G’night. Happy birthday, baby,” I mustered a reply despite my discomfort.

Next thing you know, Cindy opened her legs wide apart and started pumping her pussy with the prosthetic double-ended penis in her hand. Right next to me. Her mother.

My jaw fell.

I wanted to say something. But I ended up discombobulated at seeing my daughter being sexually active like this. In all these years we’ve slept in the same bed, I’d never ever witnessed her like this. Maybe it was her way of saying “I’m all grown up now and I can do whatever the fuck I want!”

This was a first. I know we’ve gotten comfortable sleeping right next to each other in negligee and lingerie. But this took the cake. Not only was my daughter naked right next to me, she was also masturbating right next to me.

I didn’t want to make a huge stink over it. Besides, it was her birthday, so I thought, “What the fuck… let her do what she wants to do specially now that she’s all grown up.”

So I kept quiet even as Cindy heaved. I turned my back on her trying to ignore what my daughter was doing just behind me, my mind wandering until sleep set in.

***

I slowly woke up, my eyes darting across the dark room to see the digital wall clock by the door show 11:15pm. Cindy must’ve gotten up earlier and completely turned off the light in the room.

I was exhausted from work. But not too exhausted to remember all that had happened before drifting off to sleep.

I looked right next to me, my daughter sound asleep. The total darkness was only interrupted by the green night light in the room that was plugged in one of the electric sockets. Cindy was still totally nude. Right next to her waist and the side of my butt was the double-ended dildo.

I roused some from bed, straightened myself up.

I looked at the dildo.

‘Well, at least someone had some fun,’ I muttered under my breath.

I don’t know what came to me, but I got curious. So I felt the dildo. It didn’t feel anything like plastic. It felt like real skin.

I wonder how much Cindy had to blow off to get such high quality, realistic-looking prosthetic penis that felt like real skin. It’s probably her birthday gift to herself.

I touched the dildo more, this time feeling some of the moisture off of it. The section of the bed where Cindy’s ass rested was kind of damp.

That wetness travelled on the sheet right where my butt was so my ass felt some of that wetness.

It should’ve bothered me. But it didn’t. Instead, I looked at my workout-buff daughter’s naked body as the dim light from the night light reflected off it. Athletic. Toned. Breasts that stood up and stood out. That smooth, shaved pussy. That ass that could take on Jennifer Lopez’s. Before you know it, I myself started to take off my negligee.

I don’t know what came over me, but I got more curious to the point that I took the dildo and held it in my hands.

That moist end of that double-headed dildo… As I got more turned on, that part would eventually end up inside my mouth.

I finally got to taste my own daughter.

I should’ve been grossed out. But I was getting extremely horny and it tasted great.

A few more minutes afterwards, and that end of that dildo would find its way inside my pussy, thrusting it back and forth. As I enjoyed and indulged myself, I completely lost track of time and my surroundings.

“Mom!”

“Shit!” I was startled and scrambled to straighten myself up. My heart leapt out of my chest.

I was exposed, literally and figuratively. There was nowhere to hide. I was fucking myself with my daughter’s dildo, the same contraption she was using just a few hours earlier to fuck herself.

I was lost in my arousal as I pumped the dildo in and out of my pussy that I didn’t realize I was making these noises enough to wake up my daughter.

“Mom!” Cindy blurted out again.

I froze. Somewhat ashamed. But not really. I mean what’s Cindy going to do? Spank me?

“What the fuck are you doing awake?? I thought you were sleeping?” I asked as if it was Cindy’s fault she woke up.

Cindy scratched her eyes, sat up on the bed and loomed over myself. I was still lying down on the bed staring up at my daughter with wide eyes. Cindy stared back at me and the dildo in my hand with what I could tell was a grin on her face.

Cindy gave me a one-over. She took her double-headed dildo from my hand which I freely gave back to her. That end she used earlier to pleasure herself - the same exact end which I was just pumping into my cunt - Cindy brought inside her mouth, sucking and licking it every which way she could.

Cindy looked and seductively smiled at me as she brought the dildo close to my face.

I stared right into my daughter’s eyes as my heart fluttered in anticipation, my breathing going faster.

Cindy playfully looked at the object in her hand as she grinned.

I smiled back.

“You know, mom… There’s a reason this dildo has two cocks at each end.”