Daughter catches mom masturbating, family taboo, As a mother, I’m kind of embarrassed to admit this, but it’s true: I’ve been making it with my daughter Carla for the last six months.
It all began one sunny afternoon two years past my divorce. Carla was in one of her college classes, and I was at home, wouldn’t you know it, doing the laundry. When I was through, I brought her clothes into her room and put them in her dresser. Carla could perfectly well do the job herself, but I really don’t mind.
Well, when I put several pairs of panties into the half-drawer where she kept them, I felt something hard underneath the garments already in the drawer. Imagine my surprise when I pulled out a big thick dildo! It was an impressive piece of equipment, with molded veins running up and down the shaft. It looked very realistic.
When I flicked the switch at one end, it started to vibrate. I was surprised again, this time by my eager desire to try it out. It was so big and especially so thick, and I hadn’t had a cock in my pussy for so long, I just had to.
I knew that using Carla’s bed wouldn’t be a good idea. I raced along the upstairs hallway to my own bedroom, where I hurriedly stripped and jumped on the bed. I decided I needed a little foreplay before using something so huge on myself, so I began by massaging my tits. They’re pretty impressive ones, if I do say so, the kind men stare at a lot. I then began to tweak my nipples, which are very sensitive. As I rubbed them to full erection, a powerful current of lust began to flow through my entire body. I could feel my clit throbbing in time with my nipples. It was time to take myself to the next level.
Keeping hold of one breast, I ran my other hand down my body to my bush and tangled my fingers in it, then deliberately jumped to my inner thighs. I teased myself there for a bit, then finally back to my pussy. I dragged my hand along my slit, which was soaking wet by this time, smearing my hand with my own cream. I touched my clit a little just to put a cherry on top of the sweet drink I had mixed for myself.
But now it was time for the dildo. I picked it up from the bed with one hand and turned it to the low setting, where it just barely hummed. I checked it out against one nipple. Mmmmm! But I still wasn’t quite ready to thrust it in yet. I moved it up and down my labia until it was well coated with my juices.
At last I placed the head against me and moved the base back and forth. After a minute or two of wiggling and jiggling, I managed to get the whole head inside me. It stretched me to the limit, but there was absolutely no pain. Once it was firmly lodged in my cunt, I pushed in the rest of it without too much resistance.
I was completely stuffed. I began to fuck myself with it, still on the low setting. My pussy lips clung to the huge shaft when I pulled it out, and when I shoved it back in, the feeling was awesome each time. I began to wonder if my cunt would be seriously spoiled for what a man had, unless he was a very exceptional man. Then I forgot about men, and concentrated on fucking myself from various different angles.
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