Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I hugged her closer to me and by accident brushed my hand against the underside of her breast pressed against me. I thought that would create tension and make her pull away but she didn’t even flinch. Instead, she put her leg on top of mine in a sort of fetal position. I kept my hand under her breast lightly touching it as my mind raced trying to figure out what to do next. I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties and in this position, if she moved any closer, I would feel her sexy pussy lips on my leg. I didn’t know how to pull away, I knew I should but because what we were talking about, I couldn’t.

“I know Mom, it’s ok, I just wished I knew how to do it…would you…would you show me how you do it?” It seemed like those last few words slipped out of her.

I felt her body tense up and so did I. How could I answer that? If I said no and totally pushed my daughter away at that moment she might go through life without knowing or experiencing the most wonderful feeling…an orgasm! No, I couldn’t do that to her, not my baby daughter.

“Oh god Kristy, I really want to help you but how?” I asked unsure.

She relaxed again and looked up at me with her big dark eyes. They were large, larger than usual and full of excitement.

“Just…just show me how you do it. If I could only see, Mom…I could…god how I wish I knew how to make myself cum!” She put her head down on my breast again and hugged me really tight.

She moved closer and suddenly it happened. I felt her pussy, her lips on my leg and…it was wet! I froze unable to think straight feeling the warm, slimy flesh of my daughter’s most private part. I needed to somehow peel her off of me, but how?

“Kristy…I aaa…”

“You’ll do it Mom? Please say you will.”

“Ok…uhhh…I will,” I whispered after a long pause capitulating to my young daughter’s request.

We were both women after all and even more. We were Mother and Daughter in need of one another. She needed me to teach her something about masturbation and I needed a release right now, I needed to be part of someone I loved, even if it meant masturbating in front of my daughter.

As soon as I said I will, she sat up in front of me wide eyed. Her face was serious and reflecting anticipation with wonder of seeing something she though she would never see. She sat with her knees together and under her, watching me carefully.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Ok, although I will do this, I need you to promise me you will never mention this to anyone.”

She just nodded her head eagerly listening to me as I started to pull the covers off of me.

“This…this isn’t something a Mother would do…usually,” I added at the end pulling the covers completely off.

She quickly grabbed them and threw them off the bed. I already felt exposed although I still wore the nightshirt. There was nothing within reach I could use to cover myself with and that, combined with the fact that Kristy’s eyes were freely roaming up and down my body, added to my excitement.

“Oh god, this is really happening! I cannot believe this is really happening!” The thoughts ran through my mind.

I slowly grabbed the edges of my shirt and slid it up my body. My eyes involuntarily darted to Kristy’s and I saw she was watching my body as I slowly exposed it to her. Oh god, I realized this whole situation was turning me on! Undressing in front of her was turning me on beyond belief! Watching her watch me, made my pussy cream!

I looked down at my panties at the moment when my shirt went past my hips and although my legs were still together, I saw how wet they were pressed tightly to my pussy. My slightly swollen outer lips made a visible indent in them creating what is known as a camel toe. Surprised and slightly embarrassed I looked into Kristy’s eyes but didn’t find anything in them except…wonder and…lust. She watched my wet panties with her mouth slightly open as I tried to judge her reactions in her eyes. Suddenly as if she realized why my panties were wet, her eyes widened and she looked into my eyes holding her breath. I could feel my face getting warm as she stared in amazement into my eyes. We gazed at one another for a brief moment and there was no mistake that we both understood why I was wet. Exhaling she looked back down to my barely covered pussy.

Embarrassed at the fact that now my daughter knew part of my wickedness…or weakness, I pulled my shirt up higher knowing I couldn’t stop this, I already made a commitment. I bunched my shirt up around my waist like a respectable Mom would do and looked at my curious daughter. The feelings from Kristy watching me were slowly building up my excitement.

“Ok, here is what you should do,” I whispered barely able to stop my voice from shaking.

Kristy looked disappointed as I soon found out why.

“M…Mom, you have to take your panties off so I can see,” She smiled at me.

“Kristyyyy…no, Jesus I can’t, I’m your MOM!”

Although it was shocking to hear her say that, part of me was glad she said it. That wicked part that usually got me in trouble was now telling me to listen to my daughter.

“I know, that’s why I asked you, because I love you and you are so dear to me.”

My heart was pounding hard as I looked at her in shock. She, on the other hand, grinned and grabbed my ankles.

“If you don’t do it, I’m going to have to spank you.”

I smiled and shook my head at her.

“No way, you already had your share of spanking me today, my butt is still hurting.”

Without waiting for any further responses she twisted my ankles one over another forcing me to turn my body over and lay on my stomach.

“Ouch, Kristy!” I yelped.