Chapter 4 Her Boyfriend, Her Mother::Ep4

Cassandra rocked her head in tiny, quick little shakes while worming her tongue around as deep in her daughter's cunt-hole as she could force it. The snug, wet feeling against her lips, cheeks, and tongue coupled with the heat and taste of her daughter's pussy on top of her filthy, taunting language had pussy-juice running down Cassandra's inner thighs. If she had had another hand she'd have reached down and started to frig her own pussy while she ate her daughter's.

"Oh, fuck, Mom!" Melissa moaned as she lay back across the table. She grabbed her legs behind the knees and pulled them back and apart giving herself over completely to her mother's talented mouth. "Make me cum! Make me cum all over your lovely face!"

But instead of her mother picking up her pussy-eating pace and sucking the impending orgasm from her cunt, Melissa was surprised-and greatly disappointed-when Cassandra lifted her face from between her legs.

She looked down at the lewd sight of her daughter lying on the kitchen table, her cute, naked ass hanging off the edge as she held her legs apart. Now, it was Cassandra's turn to tease and taunt.

"What the hell kind of a daughter have I raised?" she began in mock sternness. "First you fuck your boyfriend while I'm right down the hall, leaving a big, wet cum spot for me to clean up. Then you tell me how you used to listen at our bedroom door while your step-dad and I had sex, dreaming about fucking him yourself. Next, you tell me that your horny boyfriend thinks I'm a mother he'd like to fuck, and that you want to watch while he does it. Then, you seduce me and eat my pussy right here in our kitchen, and now, spewing all sorts of filthy language, you think I should do the same to you. What the hell am I going to do with you?"

Before Melissa could come up with a reply to what she knew was her mother's tease, Cassandra answered her own question by landing a hard slap across her daughter's up-tilted, naked ass.

"Oh, shit!" Melissa yelped at the surprise smack. But the glorious jolt that the jab of pain sent to her pussy made her pull back on her legs harder, rotating her ass up even more, and she responded with a taunt of her own.

"Oh, you think spanking my ass is going to change me, Mom? Fat fucking chance! I'm a filthy sex-addict because of you! It was your noisy fucking that made me frig my pussy while a dreamt about Dad fucking me! These are your horny genes in my blood that made me want to eat your cunt! And it's your gorgeous MILF face and figure that has my boyfriend wanting to fuck you! Go ahead, Mom! Slap my ass! But it's just going to make me cum all the harder when you get back down and finish eating my cunt! I am going to fucking drown you with my cum, Mom!"

The filthy, defiant language from her daughter's mouth only fueled her arousal and pussy juice ran down Cassandra's legs as she slapped her daughter's ass cheeks, alternating back and forth. As the pink color rose against the pale flesh, she backed off little by little in the force of the smacks, remembering how her own ass got more and more sensitive when her husband used to spank her. But she also remembered how the searing burn in her cheeks bore a direct line to her cunt, fueling and building her orgasm until it was ready to erupt without any contact there at all.

Cassandra landed one last slap, harder than the previous ones to send a final jolt to her daughter's pussy, and then leaned down and covered the bald mound with her mouth. She snaked her tongue up through the snug slit, sucking up the pussy-juice that was running out as she went, and found her engorged clit. As she ground the rough surface of her tongue against the sensitive nub, she brought one hand up and drove two fingers deep into her daughter's cunt.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Melissa growled loudly. "Fuck my cunt, Mom! Fuck me and make me cum right down your filthy MILF throat! Suck my cunt, Mom!" With that, she let out a high-pitched squeal as her cunt muscles contracted and her pent-up orgasm gushed from her pussy, drenching her mom's face, filling her mouth, and soaking her jabbing fingers and fist.

Cassandra sucked and swallowed, and licked and jabbed, enticing wave after wave of hot, salty cum from her daughter's pussy. When her orgasm finally began to ebb, Cassandra sucked and licked all over her daughter's bald mound before leaving a final loving kiss on her closed pussy-lips. She then stood up, and said, "There! I hope that teaches you a lesson!"

Melissa laughed, and replied, "Oh, fuck yeah I leaned something today! That my hot, MILF mom is just as horny and kinky as I am!"

As they walked hand in hand to the bathroom for a shared-shower, Cassandra asked, "So, now that we've both come down off of our respective sexual highs and we're thinking with more of our brain cells, are you still considering inviting Bobby over to let him fuck me? I get it if that was just heat-of-the-moment dirty talk. Just a nasty taboo fantasy."

"Oh, it's a nasty taboo fantasy, alright," Melissa answered, "but it's one I want to see come true! And I know I won't have to ask Bobby twice!"

Cassandra smiled and squeezed her daughter's hand. "I'm glad but I'm a little nervous, too." With her free hand she gestured up and down her naked body, and went on, "Maybe this old mom-body with sagging tits and big ass won't be quite what Bobby had in mind in his MILF fantasy."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that!" Melissa replied. "I'm not saying that you're old or anything, Mom, but Bobby is really turned on by mature women. We've watched porn where there's been a MILF with a body not half as good as yours, and it was obvious how hot he thought she was."

"If you say so," Cassandra replied, still unsure that a young guy like Bobby would be aroused by her mom-bod if her sexy, trim daughter with a tight, round ass and perky tits was standing right next to her. But she let it go, and asked, "So, what do you think I should be wearing when you bring Bobby over? A peek-a-boo nightie? Bra and panties? Nothing at all?"

"Oh, you should definitely be fully dressed as a proper mom to start with," Melissa answered. "I'm sure that's part of his fantasy. We'll go through your closet for the right outfit, but do you have a garter and stockings? That would really trip his trigger to find that under your June-Cleaver dress!"

"I don't," Cassandra replied, "but a trip to Victoria's Secret after we get cleaned up would change that."