Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
A Slut For Her Son:>48

I tensed, this wasn't playing anymore. It was sexual, definitely sexual. I needed to stop this, my mind was screaming at me, this is my daughter! Yet I didn't move, I pretended to take her touch as fun, maybe she wouldn't notice... just a little longer.

I was definitely wet, tense sexual feeling running through me as my daughter rubbed my ass.

SMACK! Another hard spank!

"Ohhh..." Another moan that I couldn't suppress escaped me.

She pushed my ass cheeks together and than spread them apart, just lightly. SMACK! Again she pushed them together and pulled them apart, this time further as if testing the boundaries.

SMACK! Again, together and further apart, further than ever before. I hung on and the feeling of cold air between my wet ass cheeks added to my excitement. I had no doubt she could see my asshole, my tiny little panties would not cover it when she spread my cheeks so wide apart.

SMACK! I was taking punishment from my daughter like never before. My eyes were watering from the sting my ass felt and I arched my back supporting myself on the countertop with both of my hands. SMACK! This time when she pulled my ass cheeks apart she kept them there, spread open. I could feel her arched over my butt, looking at me... looking at what was between my cheeks.

OK, no more, I can't! Moment passed as I fought to stop what was happening. With great difficulty I twisted around and leaned my back against the counter. I stood there, my chest heaving, my nightshirt still around my hips as I smiled a weak smile at Kristy trying to make sense of what just happened. I noticed I was perspiring and so was she.

"Phew... my god, you've gotten back at me for everything I ever did to you," I whispered looking into her wide eyes.

She smiled a weak smile and looked down at her own feet. I could tell she was starting to feel guilty or maybe unsure about what happened, for what she did... for how far she let herself go. "Hey you, don't be so sad, it was fun," I reached out holding my hands out for a hug.

My words definitely diffused the situation, they made everything seem like it was just innocent fun. She looked up at me and came into my arms, which I closed around her giving her a warm hug. "Thanks Mom, it actually felt good to spank you and fun too. You know, whenever you need a good spanking let me know, I'll surely oblige," She said looking up at me with those large blue eyes of hers. "Yeah, I'm sure you will, you bad daughter of mine," I laughed.

"I love you baby," I whispered affectionately.

She was so grown up now and I cherished the moments when I could still hold her in my arms.

"I love you too Mom," She whispered back.

We were both looking at each other in a deep hug, close... so close to each other. I felt her head move up closer as if she wanted to kiss me. I definitely didn't mind since we've done that a lot. I moved my head closer and brushed her lips with mine.

Suddenly I felt her move up more and her lips pressing against mine in a more tender kiss with the tip of her tongue brushing against my lips. This was too much but I couldn't let go standing there frozen in my own daughter's grip. I held the position for just a few more heart beats and disengaged.

"OK young lady, I think that's enough fun for today. You better disappear before I decide to really spank you!"

She pushed back and laughed like she always did when she was a little girl.

"Sure Mom, whatever you say but remember, I might like it this time."

With that she ran out of the kitchen. I sighed, watching her perfect butt jiggle as she ran out.

I poured myself some coffee and sat down at the table a little bit confused. Oh God, what were these kids doing to me? First my son and now my daughter? I definitely didn't want my daughter to feel anything sexual towards me. What just happened was so much on the border line.

"Hey babe."

I watched as my husband walked into the kitchen and gave me a tiny kiss on my cheek.

"How did the thing with Tommy go last night?"

I jumped and stiffened up in my chair.

"What do you mean?" I asked with a trembling voice.

"You know, you getting him from the party, him being drunk," He looked at me with curiosity in his eyes.

I calmed myself enough to answer.

"Oh you know, I picked him up and brought him home. He's probably still in bed sleeping it off."

"I'm a little concerned about him. Lately he has been spending a lot of time at home, not going out with any girls and all, except for the last night of course. Was there any girls at the party?"

"Well for your information he is going out with a nice girl, her name is Gina, Jeanine's daughter," I answered him and suddenly I could still taste her sweet pussy on my tongue.

I shook my head trying to get the image of her spread open legs and pussy impaled on Tommy's cock out of my mind.

"Uhmmm, Gina, I remember that girl... she is a little hotty."

"What a jerk" I thought. He was forty years old and still thinking of young girls like that. I turned around ignoring his comment and sipped on my coffee.

"So what's your plan for today?" I asked.

"OH shit, I didn't tell you? We have a new account opening in Chicago, I have to go into the office and spend some time reviewing the proposed financial plan."

He said that without even looking at me. Money, always money, that was his first priority. He never paid attention to me!

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "How long are you going to be gone for?" I asked trying to sound concerned.

"I'll be back later tonight, I'm sorry babe I didn't tell you about it."

Uhhmmm, a whole day! This could give me time to think and maybe straighten things out with my kids!

He came up to me giving me a hug. I returned it enjoying his attention and soon felt his hands squeezing my butt. I flinched because my ass was still tender from the spanking Kristy gave me. I felt his hands pulling my shirt up. "John, what are you doing?" I asked with my arms around his neck.

Instead of answering he pressed his lips against mine. Although I was still mad at him, I returned his kiss and soon our tongues were twisting around in a passionate kiss. I was turned on and I didn't understand why? How can couple of touches turn me on so much? Was it because I haven't had him is such a long time? Was it because the thought of being a slut turned me on so much I was willing to become one for anybody?

Soon he had my shirt around my waist and was massaging my ass with his hands. My breathing came in gasps from kissing him and having my ass squeezed. "John... god, spank me... spank my ass!"

I surprised myself by saying that. Did I like the spanking my daughter gave me that much?

"Uhmmm, honey, sure..." Was the only thing he said.

Smack!

"Oh yeah..." I moaned.

Smack, smack, smack! Oh god that felt good! I arched my back and stuck my ass out even more. "Ohhhhhh... oh my god my ass..."