C n D

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

C n D“Mum, Can I talk to you?” Carrie asked walking into her mother’s bedroom. Di sat up in bed and pulled the bedclothes up to cover her breasts. She always slept naked and didn’t mind her daughter seeing her but this seemed like one of those serious mother/daughter deep conversations. Also she hoped that Carrie hadn’t noticed the engorged nipples. The result of the manual manipulation of her lower parts.“Of course, darling. What is it?Carrie sat on the edge of the bed looking at her mother. Di stroked her daughter’s long hair and brushed it away from her face.“Danny fucked me last night!” Carrie said. She figured there was no easy way to say it and had to just blurt it out before she lost her resolve.“OK,” Di said slightly shocked by her daughter’s directness. “And was that by consent? He didn’t force you did he?”“No!” Carrie laughed. “We’ve been talking about it for ages and he’s been letting me toss him off but last night we did it. Oh don‘t worry, he used a condom”“And…?”Carrie hung her head. “I – Well, I didn’t really enjoy it.”“Ahhh!” Di smiled. “It’s sometimes like that first time. The breaking of the hymen can be painful….”“Oh, Mum!” Carried giggled. “That went long ago.”“Oh!” Di was shocked. “I thought you said…”“Vibrator!” Carrie said and suddenly stopped.“You have a vibrator? Where did you get it?”Carrie looked down and almost mumbled her answer.“It was your’s. I’m sorry.”Di was really shocked now. She’d been using her precious vibraor for a long while now and thought it had been well hidden. Now she found her daughter had used it and to lose her virginity too. It was a shock that reached all the way down to her lower stomach and made her pussy twitch. She was excited.“Okayyyyy!” she said. “And what was the problem then?”“Should I like it?” Carrie asked looking up into her mother’s face. “I mean, he said it was fantastic but it left me cold.”“Oh, my poor darling,” Di said and pulled her daughter to her and hugged her. She was surprised that she felt really quite excited. The bedclothes had slipped and she could feel Carrie’s long hair Batıkent travesti exciting her nipples.“Yes my darling, you should,” Di said and Carried twisted around to lay beside her with her cheek on Di’s left breast.. “Tell me about it. Did he play with you to get you ready?”“A little but I was really wet anyway so it wasn’t long, He removed my knickers and asked me to put the condom on then slid it up me and banged away for a short while. Finally he gave a thrust and that was it. He walked me home and kissed me goodnight.”“What did you think?”“To be honest, I was rather disappointed. Men’s cocks are funny things. Not clean and smooth like ours.”“No,” Di said trying to keep her voice normal but feeling her daughter’s breath against her nipple exciting it. Then Carrie’s hand moved up around her mother and Di was getting very excited.“Do you get that lovely feeling when you cum?” Carried asked.“Of course.. We all do. Why do you ask?”“I’ve never been able to talk to another girl about it. When I do it I sort of squirt a lot of liquid. Is that normal?”“Actually no, it’s not normal.” Di said.“Oh hell!” Carrie said and her face was buried onto Di’s ample breast. Gently she eased her up and looked at her.“It’s not normal, Carrie. It’s lovely. Most men would love a woman squirting. Your father liked it when I did.”“You squirt too?” Carrie said, excited. “I thought I’d pissed myself when it first happened.”“We all do love,”There was silence for a short while before Carrie spoke again.“Does it go far?”“Sometimes. When I’m really excited.” Di said and then laughed. “I nearly drowned your father once.”“Oh my God! What did he do?”“Swallowed quickly!” Di laughed.“I’d have loved to see that,” Carrie said and nestled down again. Her hand was under the bedclothes on Di’s hip and her mouth was so close to her nipple. As they lay there Di felt her daughter’s hand slowly move, It was on her belly now. Then she felt the lips gently kiss her breast, softly, just above her engorged nipple. The hand had moved again and the fingertips were on her mons. She Çankaya travesti knew Carrie was going slowly and thought she needed a little encouragement. She brought her right hand round and under her left breast so that the nipple was at her daughter’s lips. Carrie didn’t hesitate but Di felt her tongue gently tease the nipple before she engulfed it.. Carrie’s fingers had reached the top of Di’s cunt and were gently teasing it open. Di gasped as the finger found and stroked her clit and Carrie took it as a signal and raised herself up to really suck on Di’s large breast. Also her fingers had found her mother’s hole and were penetrating it.With her left arm free, Di eased her daughter’s dressing gown up and caressed her firm young buttocks. Carrie moved slightly and Di could tell that she had done so to allow ease of access to her cunt and Di stroked between the cheeks, feeling the puckered hole of her arse before the wet cunt itself. As she probed into the hole, Carrie moaned and bit her mother’s nipple causing Di to cry out softly.“Sorry,” Carrie said looking at her mother. “It’s not the first time you’ve bitten my nipple young lady,” Di laughed. Carrie smiled and their faces moved closer. They kissed. Not the kiss of a mother and daughter. Thi was a lover’s kiss. Soft to start then hard, tongues probing and bodies pressing hard together. When they broke, both a little shocked at the passion, Di spoke.“Get into bed!”Carried rolled off and slipped her dressing gown off. She stood proud and naked, her small budding tits swollen at the nipples with passion. A flat belly and a bald pussy.“You shave,” Di said. Carrie nodded.“I got that from you. I used to peep through the bathroom door and watch you.”“You did?”“Yes. I always thought you had a lovely cunt and I used to go back to bed and finger mine and imagine touching yours.”“Really? Well it’s down there. Feel free to touch.”Carrie giggled and twisted round, she pushed her mothers’ legs further apart and Di felt the soft touch on her labia, gently easing them apart. Carrie held them Cebeci travesti open and used her forefinger to flick across her mother’s clit bringing little squeals of delight from the older woman. Then a finger of the other hand entered her and Di lay back and revelled in the delicious feelings.“Darling,” she said shakily. “Bring your cunt over my face.”With hardly a pause in her manipulations of her mother, Carrie eased her right leg across and felt Di spread her cunt lips, then the soft, sensual touch of a tongue and she moaned and ground her cunt onto her mother’s face and felt the tongue probe up her. Thatt was her cue. She knew Di was doing to her what she would like done so Carrie mirrored it. She loved the taste of her mother’s cunt and loved what the tongue was doing in her own one.It didn’t take long and she felt the tingling in her cunt as her mother worked on her. She raised her head to warn her but Di just grunted and kept on licking and probing and now her fingers were gently rotating her clit. Carrie tried to keep licking but her orgasm was building and she was loosing control. She’d wanked herself to orgasm often but this was so bloody intense she was going mad.And it hit her.. She was bucking and she knew that Di had clamped her mouth over her cunt and was using her tongue to take her to the limit. It came like a flush.“Oh, Fuck!” she cried. “Lick me you bitch. Fucking lick my cunt and drink my cum.”That was all that Di needed to turn her and she came with a gush that covered her daughter’s face and hair.As they both calmed down, Carrie turned and lay on her mother, her body between Di’s outstretched legs. She pressed her cunt to the smooth mound of her mother and Di took the girls face in her hands and kissed her, tasting her own cum on her daughter.They lay together. In each others arms.“That was fucking fantastic,” Carrie said. Di felt the little tingle she always felt with such language.“It was. You are such a lovely, dirty little whore.”“Am I?” Carrie asked and snuggled down against her mother’s tits. “I’m my mummy’s filthy little fuck whore.”“And now we know you like cunt, I think you’re going to get a lot more of it.”Carrie smiled and let her fingers roam to her mother’s cunt again and feel its wetness.“Good,” she said. “I think you could help with my thirst.”They slept.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32