Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>52

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.

to teach her something about masturbation and I needed a

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

this, I need you to promise me

me as I started to pull the covers off

a Mother would do...usually," I added at the end pulling the covers

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

I cannot believe this is

slowly exposed it to her. Oh god, I realized this whole situation was turning me

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

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

you should do," I whispered

I soon found out

your panties off so I can

I can't,

she said it. That wicked part that usually got

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