Mother daughter bonding
of
Carrieandray199
genre
incest
Emilia stood in front of a full length mirror in her attic, wearing a baby-tee and a tube skirt. As she checks herself out, she heard her mother, Michelle’s voice coming up the stairs.
“Em, are you up here?”
“Right here, Mum!”
Michelle comes around a corner, to see how her daughter is dressed.
“I…Where did you find that?”
“Back of your closet. Did you really used to dress like this?”
“Uh, yeah…”
“You must’ve looked quite dishy back then.”
“Em, you’re not thinking of going outside in that, are you?”
“You know, Mum, I might. The boys at school will go crazy if they see me like this!”
Michelle grimaces and shakes her head.
“What? No! For f-Bloody hell, Emilia, you’re fourteen! If you think I’m letting you set foot out the front door in that, much less go to school in it, you’re barmy!”
Emilia sighs, “Fine. But at least let me consider it for Halloween.”
She then bends over to pick up her old clothes, and the skirt slides up over her ass, giving her mother an eyeful.
“Wh…Emilia!”
Emilia immediately stands straight again. “What? What is it?”
“Where are your panties?”
“Oh. Well, I heard you go without when you wear a skirt like this.”
“You were going to go out in that…with no panties on?”
Michelle starts hyperventilating, and sits down in a chair behind her.
“Mum, are you alright?”
Michelle calms down, then is silent for a moment.
“Emilia…were you thinking of the boys when you put that on?”
“Well…yeah, like I said. Did they like it when you wore this?”
Michelle allows a tiny smile onto her face, and chuckles a little.
“Yeah. They did.”
She then eyes her daughter.
“You know what else? I also got quite a bit of attention from the girls, too.”
Michelle then gets up, and stands right behind Emilia.
“Girls?”
“Oh, yes…” Michelle whispers, as one hand moves down the front of her daughter, and lifts her skirt up, showing her fourteen year old twat, rimmed lightly with hair.
“Uh, Mum…” Emilia says nervously, looking down at her snatch in the mirror, “What are you doing?”
“Seeing you in that…It’s bringing back memories…” She then starts to gently rub and finger her daughter’s twat.
“Mum…” Emilia starts to moan, as her mother’s fingers penetrate her quickly moistening pussy.
“Fuck, sweetie, just looking at you in that…” Michelle then, with her other hand, lifts up Emilia’s shirt, and starts rubbing and feeling up her teenage boobies.
“Fuck…” she gasps. “You’re my daughter, my little girl, and yet I want you so badly right now…”
Michelle’s fingers are very wet, and she can hear the squishy sound, as she moves them in and out of Emilia’s cunt.
“Emilia? Can you sit down?”
Emilia is now sitting on the chair, her mother quickly strips off her shirt and in her bra, kneeling in front of her before pushing Emilia’s baby-tee up so Michelle can lick on her daughter’s nipples, making them hard and leaving them wet, then starts sucking them.
“Ooh…” Emilia coos, her brow furrowing.
Michelle then moves down, spreads her daughter’s legs, pushing the little tube skirt up, smiling as she lowers her face to Emilia’s juicy snatch, causing her to moan and twitch.
“Oh, Mum…” Emilia whimpers, rubbing her young breasts, and pinching and pulling on her pointy nipples. Michelle spreads open her daughter’s pussy lips, to lick all around the sloppy wet inside, while, with her other hand, she slides her middle finger in and out.
“Oh, Mum! I’m gonna…”
Emilia suddenly grabs the arms of the chair, and digs her nails in, then tenses up her body, and lets out a shrill whine, as she climaxes.
“Fuck…” Michelle whispers, with a little chuckle, “That is the first time since before you were born that I’ve eaten a girl’s pussy.”
“Mum?” Emilia gasps.
“Yes, sweetie?”
“Can I try to do that?”
Michelle smirks, which then turns to a full smile.
Michelle sitting in the chair, naked, legs spread, as she watches her daughter finger her thick bushy pussy. Emilia’s fingers are wet, as they slide in and out of her mother’s cunt.
“Very good, sweetie…Now start licking me…”
Emilia leans down and starts licking the outside of her mother’s oozing slit.
“Yesss…” Michelle’s face twitches and contorts, as she watches her daughter perform cunnilingus on her, as she rubs her own hard, pink nipples.
Emilia rolled her tongue over her mother’s clit as she pumped two fingers deep in her hole.
“Oh, fuck, Em,” Michelle moans, starting to buck her hips, “you’re doing beautifully, but add another finger."
Emilia slid her two fingers out and pushed three back in, then returned to tonguing her mother's clit.
"Oh, Em, Please more… get that last finger up my cunt."
Emilia backed off licking, asking, "really?"
"Yes, please, Em!"
Emilia backed her fingers out then pushed all four of her fingers up to her palm into her gasping mother, before returning to rolling her tongue of her mother's engorged clit. After a few minutes of this, Michelle moaned, "more, Em, more please!"
Surprised, Emilia asked, " WTF?! How?"
Michelle reached down and pushed her daughter's thumb to her palm, and though deep breaths, she said to Emilia, "go slow but don't stop pushing… not until your whole hand is in me."
With less effort then she imagined she needed, Emilia pushed her whole hand up inside her mother, who let out a long squeal. Once Michelle recovered from her pussy hole being invaded by the thickness part of her hand, she instructed her daughter to ball up her hand, and pump her cunt, as she did Michelle began to gyrate.
Michelle gyrations get more and more pronounced, as Emilia pumped her balled up hand, deeper and deeper, her mother moved more and more vigorously, until, finally, Michelle’s hips lock up, and she lets out a deep, throaty squeal. Michelle squealed again as Emilia pulled her cum covered hand out of her cunt.
“Mmm…” Michelle purrs, feeling her body up, watching as Emilia licked off her wet cum coated fingers clean. She then places her fingertips under her daughter’s chin, and lifts her head up.
“Emilia?”
“Yes, Mum?”
“Let me make a deal with you. I’ll let you wear that outfit to school, as long as any anyone who shows an interest, you bring her back here and share her with me. Okay?”
Emilia smiles. “Alright, Mum.”
Michelle smiles with her. “Come here, sweetie.”
Emilia lifts herself up, and leans forward, her and her mother share a long, sultry tongue kiss.
“Em, are you up here?”
“Right here, Mum!”
Michelle comes around a corner, to see how her daughter is dressed.
“I…Where did you find that?”
“Back of your closet. Did you really used to dress like this?”
“Uh, yeah…”
“You must’ve looked quite dishy back then.”
“Em, you’re not thinking of going outside in that, are you?”
“You know, Mum, I might. The boys at school will go crazy if they see me like this!”
Michelle grimaces and shakes her head.
“What? No! For f-Bloody hell, Emilia, you’re fourteen! If you think I’m letting you set foot out the front door in that, much less go to school in it, you’re barmy!”
Emilia sighs, “Fine. But at least let me consider it for Halloween.”
She then bends over to pick up her old clothes, and the skirt slides up over her ass, giving her mother an eyeful.
“Wh…Emilia!”
Emilia immediately stands straight again. “What? What is it?”
“Where are your panties?”
“Oh. Well, I heard you go without when you wear a skirt like this.”
“You were going to go out in that…with no panties on?”
Michelle starts hyperventilating, and sits down in a chair behind her.
“Mum, are you alright?”
Michelle calms down, then is silent for a moment.
“Emilia…were you thinking of the boys when you put that on?”
“Well…yeah, like I said. Did they like it when you wore this?”
Michelle allows a tiny smile onto her face, and chuckles a little.
“Yeah. They did.”
She then eyes her daughter.
“You know what else? I also got quite a bit of attention from the girls, too.”
Michelle then gets up, and stands right behind Emilia.
“Girls?”
“Oh, yes…” Michelle whispers, as one hand moves down the front of her daughter, and lifts her skirt up, showing her fourteen year old twat, rimmed lightly with hair.
“Uh, Mum…” Emilia says nervously, looking down at her snatch in the mirror, “What are you doing?”
“Seeing you in that…It’s bringing back memories…” She then starts to gently rub and finger her daughter’s twat.
“Mum…” Emilia starts to moan, as her mother’s fingers penetrate her quickly moistening pussy.
“Fuck, sweetie, just looking at you in that…” Michelle then, with her other hand, lifts up Emilia’s shirt, and starts rubbing and feeling up her teenage boobies.
“Fuck…” she gasps. “You’re my daughter, my little girl, and yet I want you so badly right now…”
Michelle’s fingers are very wet, and she can hear the squishy sound, as she moves them in and out of Emilia’s cunt.
“Emilia? Can you sit down?”
Emilia is now sitting on the chair, her mother quickly strips off her shirt and in her bra, kneeling in front of her before pushing Emilia’s baby-tee up so Michelle can lick on her daughter’s nipples, making them hard and leaving them wet, then starts sucking them.
“Ooh…” Emilia coos, her brow furrowing.
Michelle then moves down, spreads her daughter’s legs, pushing the little tube skirt up, smiling as she lowers her face to Emilia’s juicy snatch, causing her to moan and twitch.
“Oh, Mum…” Emilia whimpers, rubbing her young breasts, and pinching and pulling on her pointy nipples. Michelle spreads open her daughter’s pussy lips, to lick all around the sloppy wet inside, while, with her other hand, she slides her middle finger in and out.
“Oh, Mum! I’m gonna…”
Emilia suddenly grabs the arms of the chair, and digs her nails in, then tenses up her body, and lets out a shrill whine, as she climaxes.
“Fuck…” Michelle whispers, with a little chuckle, “That is the first time since before you were born that I’ve eaten a girl’s pussy.”
“Mum?” Emilia gasps.
“Yes, sweetie?”
“Can I try to do that?”
Michelle smirks, which then turns to a full smile.
Michelle sitting in the chair, naked, legs spread, as she watches her daughter finger her thick bushy pussy. Emilia’s fingers are wet, as they slide in and out of her mother’s cunt.
“Very good, sweetie…Now start licking me…”
Emilia leans down and starts licking the outside of her mother’s oozing slit.
“Yesss…” Michelle’s face twitches and contorts, as she watches her daughter perform cunnilingus on her, as she rubs her own hard, pink nipples.
Emilia rolled her tongue over her mother’s clit as she pumped two fingers deep in her hole.
“Oh, fuck, Em,” Michelle moans, starting to buck her hips, “you’re doing beautifully, but add another finger."
Emilia slid her two fingers out and pushed three back in, then returned to tonguing her mother's clit.
"Oh, Em, Please more… get that last finger up my cunt."
Emilia backed off licking, asking, "really?"
"Yes, please, Em!"
Emilia backed her fingers out then pushed all four of her fingers up to her palm into her gasping mother, before returning to rolling her tongue of her mother's engorged clit. After a few minutes of this, Michelle moaned, "more, Em, more please!"
Surprised, Emilia asked, " WTF?! How?"
Michelle reached down and pushed her daughter's thumb to her palm, and though deep breaths, she said to Emilia, "go slow but don't stop pushing… not until your whole hand is in me."
With less effort then she imagined she needed, Emilia pushed her whole hand up inside her mother, who let out a long squeal. Once Michelle recovered from her pussy hole being invaded by the thickness part of her hand, she instructed her daughter to ball up her hand, and pump her cunt, as she did Michelle began to gyrate.
Michelle gyrations get more and more pronounced, as Emilia pumped her balled up hand, deeper and deeper, her mother moved more and more vigorously, until, finally, Michelle’s hips lock up, and she lets out a deep, throaty squeal. Michelle squealed again as Emilia pulled her cum covered hand out of her cunt.
“Mmm…” Michelle purrs, feeling her body up, watching as Emilia licked off her wet cum coated fingers clean. She then places her fingertips under her daughter’s chin, and lifts her head up.
“Emilia?”
“Yes, Mum?”
“Let me make a deal with you. I’ll let you wear that outfit to school, as long as any anyone who shows an interest, you bring her back here and share her with me. Okay?”
Emilia smiles. “Alright, Mum.”
Michelle smiles with her. “Come here, sweetie.”
Emilia lifts herself up, and leans forward, her and her mother share a long, sultry tongue kiss.
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