And she licked away, more and more all the time.
Her tongue pushed deep inside my cunt and twirled around. I groaned and shook as I felt her young tongue piercing me.
"Mmmmm, yes, yes, yes, lick me, lick your mother's cunt… that's so nice, so very nice, yes, yes, harder, deeper, stick that tongue in deeper!"
She did it. She was listening to me, all right. She pushed that tongue deep inside and held it there while my cunt juices bubbled and exploded, flying up and over my tongue as she pushed it in and out of me, in and out, again and again.
The sensations were wonderful. They were rising all the time, higher and higher, more and more, never stopping, never ceasing. I couldn't get enough of it. I really couldn't. The pleasure was so intense that I started screaming from it. My screams were wild and abandoned. They rocked the roof. I twisted and shook and screamed.
"Oh God, yes, yes, yes, that's so nice, so nice, darling," I cried at her. "Ahhhhih, yes, yes, suck it, suck it! Mmmmmmm!"
She licked in and out of the hole and then moved up to the chit. She pushed the foreskin back with the tip of her tongue and then sucked the clit into her mouth. She squeezed on it and the pleasure rushed up all through my body.
"Ohhhhhh! God, darling, that's wonderful, wonderful!" I cried. "Mmmmmm, my darling daughter, you're wonderful, you do that so well, yes, yes, so well!"
I squeezed my thighs together against her head, tighter and tighter all the time. She shivered and groaned into my crotch and continued.
She sucked on my clit some more and then moved down to the hole. I convulsed with pleasure. I was going to come. And it was fantastic. I was going to come in my daughter's face and she didn't seem to mind it a bit.
I reached down and threaded my fingers back through her hair as she bobbed up and down, driving her tongue in and out of me.
"Oh yes, yes, yes, suck me, suck me, darling," I cried out. "Mmmmmmm, that's so good, so good, yes, yes, yes! Ahhhhhhh! God!"
I was embracing her head with my body, and practically rolling over her as she sucked me. And she was sucking me. She was doing a fantastic job of it. It made me think that the chances of this being her first time with a woman were pretty slim.
I reached down at her, grabbing and scratching at her flesh. She felt so soft and smooth. Yes, she felt wonderful, absolutely wonderful.
I touched her tits. They were so warm and soft. I grabbed a nipple and tugged on it. It tingled in my hand. I pulled hard till I could feel her winching from it.
Her tongue gobbled away at me, licking hard and last, faster and faster all the time, never stopping. It was wonderful it was simply exquisite.
"Ohhhhh! I'm coming, darling, I'm coining! Ahhhhhhh! Yes, yes, yes, I'm coming, ohhhh, that's it, that's it, ohhhhhhhh, suck that cunt!"
And she sucked it. She stuck her tongue deep inside me and twirled it and pumped back and forth, back and forth through my climaxing cunt.
"Ahhhhhh I'm coming, darling, I'm coming! Yes, yes, yes, that's it, that's the way… ohhhhhh! Suck it, suck that cunt! Ayyyyyyy!"
I pulled on her body. I wanted her cunt on my face just as mine was on hers. We scratched and quivered and jumped about, but finally I had pulled her towards me right where wanted her. That beautiful cunt was looking me right in the face.
It was gorgeous, all pink and plump and perfect too.
I dug my tongue hard inside her. She loved it. She was creaming me. Her cunt juices poured out onto my face and I licked up as much as I could. I loved that taste, and the fact that it was fresh cunt juice from my daughter's pussy made it all the better, I thought. Anyway, there was an extra special something to this encounter. I loved it pleasure got more intense with very passing second. It was incredible. I didn't want it to stop. No, not ever. I wanted to go on like this for days.
And I think I could have. I certainly saw no end in sight as the two of us rocked and rolled and sucked and licked on that bed.
It seemed to me that this was really a good thing. It was going to be the beginning of something really special for the two of us. We were going to be closer than ever.
We could do all sorts of things together now, I thought.
CHAPTER FIVE
Carlene decided that I had to be more open to her states in sex too. It couldn't just be a one-way street, she told me. And I had to go along with her. After all, I didn't dislike men. They could be all right and fun when you were in the mood.
But Carlene told me I had to get in the mood. Tomorrow night we were going to go to a singles bar and pick up some men, she told me. We were going to get fucked. Both of us. I was going to get my pussy filled with some throbbing meat.
Well, I wasn't exactly thrown into a coma over the idea but then I didn't look forward to it with all of my heart either. I was willing to do it for her sake, though. She had been quite a good sport about the enema and all of that.
So the night came and we went out together. Both of us were looking just fine, I thought. We were looking sexy and ready for some action.
We went to the bar she knew. She said it was nice. It had live music and there was a good crowd there, not quite as many losers as you found in some of the others. I didn't quiz my daughter too much, but I got the impression she knew her way around most of these places, which meant that she had probably got laid a helluva lot of times.
Still, she was grown up now and it wasn't for me to tell her what she could do and couldn't do. I decided. I would just have to go along with it. I was going to be a modem mother. Here we were out together to get picked up, after all. That was pretty modern stuff. I would never have thought of doing that with my mother.
We went into the dark, crowded bar and made for the bar to get some drinks. Carlene ordered for us both and handed me mine, I was a little nervous and I drank it up quickly. There were a lot of men staring at me, winking and smiling and licking their lips like I was some sort of meat on display for all of them.
"You've been here before, I guess, Carlene?" I said to her.
"Oh yeah, a few times, when I've been home or in the area," she said.
"Yeah. And you like it, I suppose," I said.
"Right?"
"It's an okay place. You get a nice mixture in here. You never know who you are going to meet on any given night."
"Yes, that's right," said a man standing behind her. "I bet you didn't know you were going to meet me here tonight."
"Eavesdropper," Carlene said, turning to see who it was talking to us.
He was a good-looking man in his mid-twenties. He was wearing jeans and a denim jacket. His hair was blonde and wavy. Carlene glanced at him too and she seemed to be impressed by his looks. She looked to sec what my reaction was. I was smiling, looking the young man over and I was also impressed by his good looks.
"You won't take any offense, will you, ma'am?" he said to us.
He had a southern accent, I noticed at once, but a nice, soothing one.
"I don't think we will, will we, Carlene?" I said.
"No, I don't think we'll bother being annoyed at anything like that," she said to him.
"Can I buy the two of you ladies a drink?" he said. "You happen to be the two prettiest ladies in this place tonight, yes sir."
"We haven't finished these yet, actually," Carlene said to him.
"I've finished mine," I said. "You'll just have to learn to drink faster, girl. Haven't I taught you anything, for gosh sake?"
She winked at me and laughed and nodded her head up and down.
"Come on, the night is not getting any younger you know, and neither am I. You don't want to be rude to this nice man who wants to buy us a round."
"No, no, I wouldn't want to do that to him," she said.
The man smiled broadly when he heard this. He moved up and put an arm around the both of us. My daughter drank what was left in her glass and then the handsome, blonde-haired man ordered all of us another round to drink.