Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>47

Again I felt her hands on my ass putting pressure on both of my cheeks in the outward direction... spreading them apart, which seemed innocent as if she was just doing this for support as she was getting up. I knew my asshole and my pussy were probably barely covered and partially exposed and I couldn't help but wonder if she was looking at them.

"Well, I better take my last opportunity," With that I felt my ass being smacked.

I held on for a few heart beats enjoying the treatment, forgetting who it was that was doing it. I didn't know why, but I actually arched my back and stuck my ass out more.

"Uhmmm... Mommie, you like it?"

Smack, smack, smack. I trembled hanging on inside the cabinet.

Her words woke me up as if I was in a dream.

"Wh... What? Kristy, stop... Ohhh, you're gonna get it," I said and moved backwards.

She moved out of the way and I finally stood up on trembling legs. My beautiful daughter stood there with a smile on her face, her cheeks red and her chest moving in deep, steady rhythm. She was only wearing a small pair of pink panties and a tiny tea shirt. Her breasts stood up straight with hard nipples that were poking out under her shirt.

I couldn't help but run my eyes over her curvy, young body, stopping for a brief moment at her panties. Did I see a darker patch between her legs? Was it wetness? I jerked my eyes away not to be obvious what I was staring at.

We looked at each other for a moment without saying a word. Seemed like the moment was tense, she was probably wondering if she took it too far. She meant so much to me, I didn't want her to feel like she did something wrong, I wanted our relationship to continue to be perfect.

"You ungrateful daughter!" I said with a smile "I only spanked you for your own good," I was turning this whole situation into a joke "Looks like you didn't learn anything... I'm just gonna have to spank you again!"

away. Her struggles were obviously weak as if

mean to be bad," She laughed

hold her down but somehow I knew well she wouldn't move. Slowly I noticed my own hand moving lower to the point where my fingers were just under the waist band

and the string of her thong disappearing deep between them. Just looking at them made me shiver with lust and my

you have enough?" I asked looking at

I looked at her as she looked back, her eyes wide and her face flushed. She

in meek anticipation of what she was going to do. Fun, just some innocent fun with my daughter,

don't," I warned her but she didn't

the counter top. I laughed and put both my hands up to my butt protecting my cheeks from spanking that she

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mother daughter fun which we were... I kept telling myself. "Ok bad Mommy, put those hands up and get ready for some smack time... no, better yet, pull that shirt up for

"Kristy, no way!"

you've been bad so do it...

girls can play. I held my breath as

hard, promise?" I asked in a

surprised at

now

it up... and up... past my hips, looking back at my daughter, until my nightshirt

eyes were peeled to my butt watching it as I exposed it. I could tell she was excited, her eyes were telling me that. Did she like my butt that much? Was this no longer a game? I asked myself and shuddered at the

and squeezed