I’m not gonna lie. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I nod and shake my little booty. I might not have a Kim Kardashian style butt, but for 47 years old, I look damn good. I don’t look like the other moms. And I attribute that to a few things. One reason is that I had Mara when I was 24. The other benefit of having kids early is, you’re done with that shit before you even hit 50. Mara is 23 now. I’m not 47 going to back to school night. Ugh. How dreadful.
The other benefit? I caught on early that this marriage thing was not for me and got divorced early.
So while the other moms overstayed their welcomes and their marriages collapsed, I was telling Mara to spend the week at her dads (they got along), so I could go work remotely in Miami for the week. And while the other moms compensated for their terrible marriage by complaining, eating too much, and drinking, I stayed in great shape. I didn’t need botox or lip fillers or touch ups. I didn’t have to shop excessively to fill a void.
I got my void filled by younger men who always told me how hot I looked. And yeah, occasionally some dumb frat boy with a great, thick cock would say, “You’re hot for your age.” But I knew what he meant, so I was going to let semantics get in the way of a compliment. I was hot.
One evening, as I was in bed with a hot young thing, he turned and asked if I’d ever hooked up with another woman.
“You know,” I said as I paused. “I haven’t …”
“Would you?” He asked.
“You know …” I said. “I think I would.”
“Then why haven’t you?” He asked.
“Well … I think … it’s because I have very high standards. If I’m going to hook up with someone, she has to be my type.”
“What’s your type?”
“I think … young. Brunette. Green eyes. With specks of gold in them. Dimples when she smiles. Tall. Skinny, but with all the right curves. Perfect breasts. Great legs. Nice butt. And style. She *needs* to be stylish.”
“She sounds hot,” he said.
“She would be,” I said. “If she existed …”
I twirled my hair, imaging what it would be like to find a hot young woman and have a night of fun.
A few nights later, I was sitting on my couch reading a book when my phone rang. It was Mara. She asked if she could come home for a few days.
“Of course!” I said.
Mara and I got along really well. I think the closeness in age probably helped, although I’ve heard other moms get jealous of their daughters when they’re close in age. Not me! Mara was a blast to be around. She was young, pretty, confident, fiercely independent, and fucking cool. She’s the coolest.
When she arrived, I made sure to order from her favorite Thai place. The fridge was stocked with her favorite foods and drinks. I was excited. She was coming down for her besties birthday, but we’d spend a lot of time together, too.
The next night, I was heading to my room when I heard her call for me.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“Can you come here?” Mara asked.
“Sure!” I said.
I headed into her bedroom and found her standing over her bed, looking at a mess of clothes.
“I … don’t know what to wear tomorrow.”
“Hmm,” I said, eyeing her pile of clothes.
Mara had a great style. No matter what she wore, it looked classy, edgy, and effortless. Her hair was always perfect. She looked like she could walk on the set of any major movie and belong. She looked like she could be photographed by the paparazzi and be on the cover of some trashy tabloid tomorrow in one of those, “Celebrities! They’re just like us!” sections.
I stood next to her and put my hand on her back and rubbed as we looked at her clothes. Mara turned and looked at me and smirked.
I shrugged.
“I donno, babe,” I said. “You’d have to try some shit on and let me see.”
“I just don’t know if I should go classy or cool,” Mara said as she turned and faced me.
“Aw, honey,” I said sarcastically as I put my fingers on her neck and stroked so softly, it was as if my fingers weren’t even there. “You’ll be okay!”
As I stroked her neck gently, I moved my fingers up to around her ear, caressing it gently. I brushed her hair behind her and licked my lips as I smiled. When I glanced down, I noticed her nipples had gotten hard. My eyes grew wide.
When I looked back up to Mara, she was looking directly into my eyes. My heart started racing.
“That feels good,” Mara whispered.
This was one of those moments that you knew, in any other world, was the absolute wrong move. But right there? Right then? It felt so right.
I opened my mouth slowly.
Don’t do this, I thought to myself. Don’t do this. Don’t. Don’t.
Mara closed her eyes. My. Heart. Was. POUNDING.
I put my hand through her thick brown hair and leaned in. Don’t do this. Don’t do this. Don’t.
I pressed my lips against Mara’s. It was a slow, soft, deep kiss. Our tongues twirled around. My lips against hers. After a while, I pulled back and looked at her. We were both breathing heavily. Anxious. Maybe terrified.
“That was … we shouldn’t have …” I couldn’t even find the right words.
“Fuck it,” Mara grunted.
She ripped her shirt off and grabbed me, kissing me deeply.
I reached behind her and snapped off her bra. It dropped to the floor. I looked at her breasts. One of her nipples was pierced.
“Pierced?” I asked.
“It’s new,” she shrugged awkwardly.
“I like it,” I nodded.
I pushed her onto the bed and crawled on top of her. I put her pierced nipple in my mouth and sucked. I moved to the other nipple. I kissed her flat, toned stomach. I kissed every inch of her. I sat up and ripped my shirt off. I snapped off my bra.
“Hot,” Mara whispered.
We unzipped our pants and stepped out of them in a hurry. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She had a nice bush, her lips were waxed bald.
“Wow,” I whispered. “Goddamn you’re so fucking beautiful.”
I pulled my panties off. I crawled on top of her and kissed her, sliding a finger casually inside of her 23 year old pussy. She was DRENCHED.
“Let me taste,” she whispered.
I pulled my dripping wet fingers from her cunt and held them over her open mouth. Her pussy juices dripped onto her tongue. I put my fingers in her mouth and watched her suck them clean.
“How do you taste?”
She nodded approvingly.
“C’mere,” Mara whispered.
I crawled over her body.
“Good,” she whispered as I straddled her face.
Mara pressed her mouth to my inner thighs and kissed and licked. My nipples were rock hard. I twisted them softly as Mara kissed me everywhere.
“Do it,” I begged.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as she ran her tongue up in my inner thigh.
I was trembling with fear and anticipation. Once we crossed this line there was no going back.
“Please,” I begged.
Mara moved her tongue closer to my pussy and ran her tongue gently over my lips as she moved to my other thigh, licking and kissing. I ran my right hand down my stomach and through my bush.
“Mm-mm,” Mara said, slapping my hand away. “Wait for it.”
I nodded. I wanted it so bad.
“Stay there,” Mara whispered.
She slid out from under me. Behind me, she casually repositioned me, bending me down so I was on all fours. She put her hands on my ass and pulled them apart. I was dying. My heart was racing. She pressed her mouth to my asshole and licked.
I gasped.
“Yeah?” Mara asked as she ate my ass from behind. I chewed on her pillow as she pressed her tongue into me. She licked as she spread my ass. She got back on her back and put her tongue on my clit and sucked. My cunt was dripping wet. I could hear her lapping up my juices as she licked.
“You taste amazing,” she whispered.
“Let me taste,” I said.
I flipped onto my back. Mara crawled up to me and kissed me. I could taste my pussy on her lips. She shoved two fingers inside of me and pumped them in and out while we kissed. I flipped her onto her back and crawled on top. I put two fingers inside of HER. Her cunt was So tight. So incredibly tight.
“Touch yourself,” I whispered.
She put her hand on her clit as I fingered her.
“Do it. That’s it. Mm-hmm. Touch your pussy,” I whispered.
I licked and sucked on her nipples. I kissed her neck. I put my tongue in her ear. Her body broke out in goosebumps.
She writhed as she rubbed her clit.
I lowered myself between her legs and licked her pussy while she rubbed her clit. I lifted her left leg up and put it over my back. I put my tongue on her asshole, rimming her. Licking from asshole to clit and back.
She grabbed onto her blanket and twisted.
I put a finger inside.
“Two,” she begged.
I put a second finger in and pumped up and down. She was sloshing. Soaked.
“Do it,” I begged. “I want your cum. I need it.”
“I’m so close. Fucking. Don’t. D-don’t stop. Please god fuck right there. Keep your fingers right there please fuck. Faster. Move them faster.”
I pumped my fingers. MY cunt was dripping I was so fucking turned on.
I pressed my tongue to her clit and sucked as I fingered her faster and faster. She was twitching and squirming. Her legs were squeezing together.
“I-I’m. I’m gonna c-cum. Oh god fuck please JESUS right there. FASTER. FASTER, MOM! FASTER!”
I fingered her as fast as I could. We were dripping with sweat as I pumped in and out.
“I’m gonna fucking squirt OH GODDDD!”
Mara sprayed my mouth full of squirt as she flopped around like a fish out of water. She arched back like she was possessed and cried out as she came and continued to spray my hair and face with squirt.
“Yesss!” I screamed.
Mara rubbed her clit like a DJ as she sprayed my face.
“Lemme taste lemme taste lemme taste!”
With my mouth still full of her squirt, I drooled some into her mouth. She gulped it down. She jammed her fingers into her cunt and then licked them clean.
“Do me,” I giggled asI drooled squirt all over her face and mouth. We kissed.
“Gimme a second,” Mara giggled. She caught her breath and crawled out of bed. I watched her bend over and admired her ass.
“Nice booty,” I said.
“Thanks!” She said, twerking and shaking her butt.
She reached into her suitcase and pulled out a large 9″ blue dildo and chucked it at me. It slapped onto the bed. She jumped into the bed and picked up the dildo and waved it in my face.
“Suck it,” she giggled.
“Suck it?” I asked.
“Mm-hmm,” she said. She was blushing. She was so cute.
I opened my mouth. She put the dildo in, slowly at first. Just a little. She pushed it down my throat. My eyes grew wide.
“Mm-hmm, good girl. Choke on it.”
She pushed deeper. I gagged.
“Gooood,” she moaned. She was masturbating as she pushed the toy down my throat.
“Augh!” I grunted.
“That’s it.”
She pulled the toy from my throat and put it between my legs.
“Want it?” She asked.
I nodded. She was sitting in her squirt puddle. We were dripping with sweat. Our nipples were rock hard. Our pussies were wet. She looked like me. A younger me. I had never been so horny in my entire life.
Mara slid the toy into my pussy.
“Good?” She asked.
“Uh-huh,” I whispered.
She pushed the toy in deeper. I touched my clit as she fucked me slowly with her toy. Innnn and ouuut. Innnn and ouuuut. She pumped. Faster. I nodded.
“Suck my nipples,” I commanded.
She sucked on them as she fucked me. She was rubbing herself, too. Rubbing, fucking, sucking. I arched back.
“Yes, baby. Don’t stop that feels so good Fuck me faster.
Mara slammed the toy as deep as she could into my cunt and yanked it out. She pumped. Jamming it in faster and faster. She stopped touching herself. She was focused entirely on fucking my pussy. She was aggressively grunting, pumping the toy in and out. Her hair was dripping with sweat and squirt. She tossed the hair out of her face and giggled as she jammed the toy in and out.
“Rub your clit!” She grunted.
I rubbed faster.
“Good slut. Fucking take it.”
My eyes popped. She giggled as she kept fucking me. Harder. Deeper. Faster. My legs squeezed together. Like mother, like daughter. We came the same way.
“I’m cumming!” I screamed. I arched back and screamed as she fucked me faster and faster and faster until I collapsed.
“Fuck!” I said, grunting, rubbing my body, touching my clit.
“Show me how you suck a cock,” I whispered.
Mara pulled the soaking wet toy from my pussy and held it up, admiring how wet I was.
“Wow,” she giggled.
She took the toy in her mouth and took it halfway, gagging, sputtering. Saliva shot everywhere.
“Yes!” I giggled as I crawled onto my knees.
I crawled towards her and took the other half of the toy in MY mouth. I pushed and struggled, gagging and splattering saliva all over Mara’s face. We each took as much as we could, struggling on the toy, trying to deep throat as much as possible so we could kiss. We were gagging, choking, coughing, drooling. Saliva everywhere. It was a fucking MESS.
Finally, I grabbed Mara’s head and she grabbed mine and we pushed our heads together, kissing as we made the entire toy disappear down our throats.
We gagged and coughed saliva all over ourselves. We pulled out and gasped as the saliva coated toy thudded onto the mattress. We were gasping.
“Back to back!” Mara moaned.
We got on our hands and knees and put our asses together. Mara put the toy in her cunt. I reached back and put the other half in mine and we fucked ourselves with the toy, pressing our asses together as we fucked the toy.
“I’m gonna squirt again!” Mara howled. She was rubbing her clit as she slid back and forth on the toy.
“Do it!” I begged.
Mara pulled out and sprayed my ass with her squirt. She crawled around and pressed her mouth to my asshole and slurped up her squirt as I buried my face in the pillow. It felt so good. I was dripping with her squirt. I could feel her tongue on my asshole. On my pussy. On my clit.
We collapsed in a heap, exhausted, dripping in sweat. She crawled up to me. I put my arm over her. She snuggled up and kissed me on the cheek.
“Well …” she said awkwardly. “That happened.”
I nodded.
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