Let Mommy Take Care Of You Pt 03

After hearing how excited Poppy was to be in a real relationship where we could go out as a couple, I immediately started to look for homes in other areas. My girl wanted to be able to express her love for me openly, and I wanted that very same thing. For weeks while Poppy went to class, I searched for a town and state where no one knew us. I worked from home and knew it didn't matter where we went. The end of Poppy's freshman year of college was approaching, and I wanted her to be able to transfer her credits.

After searching long and hard, I finally found a small area right outside of a big city with a good LGBTQ+ population. I knew as long as no one knew we were mother and daughter, we would be totally accepted. I found a house within a few minutes drive of an excellent university. It was perfect. I called a real estate agent to schedule a time to look at it, booked two plane tickets, and immediately started packing.

Poppy arrived home an hour later to find our bags packed and sitting by the door, "Mom, where are you going?" I could hear the sadness in her voice thinking I was going somewhere without her. I told her to come sit on my lap and showed her the house.

"We're leaving for the airport in half an hour to fly out, look at the house, and make a decision. I booked a hotel for the weekend so we can see the city and find out if we like it." Poppy just looked at me for a moment before crushing my lips against hers.

She kissed me with love and passion, maybe a little desperation. When she lifted her head, I could see tears in her eyes. "Oh, no what's wrong, my sweet girl? I thought this is what you wanted." I pulled her to me, and she buried her face in my neck.

"It is, Mommy. When I came in and saw the bags I thought you were going somewhere without me. Now I see you're just trying to give me what I want. I can't wait to go see our new house," she bobbed up and down enthusiastically, barely able to contain her excitement. I swatted her bottom and told her to load the car so we could get going.

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6 HOURS LATER

Arriving in our potential new city left both Poppy and I speechless. It was more beautiful than the pictures. The city was set on a backdrop of beautiful mountains. We walked through the airport hand in hand, still cautious about any other public displays of affection. In our cab, we were both so mesmerized by how beautiful the mountains were, the drive to the hotel was mostly silent.

After checking in, I knew exactly what I wanted. As soon as the door to the room closed, I had Poppy pressed against the wall, feverishly trying to kiss every inch of her face and neck. She gave in immediately, never questioning my touch. I smiled at that thought and looked at her, "Poppy, you know how much Mommy loves you, right? Not just as a mom, I love your beautiful body and the way you touch me and kiss me. I love that whenever I touch you, you always want more."

Poppy blushed and dipped her head down, "Yes, I never want you to stop touching me. I love you too, Rachel." I giggled at her use of my first name.

"You know, now that we are moving to a city where no one knows we are mother and daughter, you're going to have to call me Rachel more. At the very least while we're in public." I saw a slight frown come across her face. "What is it, baby? I thought you wanted to call me Rachel."

"I want to! It's just a habit to call you Mom. Can I just call you Rachel in public?"

"Of course, sweetie. If anyone else can hear us, you must call me Rachel. But if we are home, you can call me Mom or Mommy. Especially if I'm making you cum." Poppy flashed me a grin, looking up at me with her perfect eyes, "Make me cum, Mommy."

I pulled her to the king size bed and sat down on it, "Take your clothes off for me, baby. Show Mommy that perfect body."

Poppy slowly raised her top and pulled it over her head. I watched her pop her bra off and free her perfect, plump tits. Turning around, she gave me the most glorious view of her ass and pussy as she pushed her shorts down, bending over and lingering.

I pulled her hips back toward me and knocked her legs apart further. I looked at my daughter's beautiful pussy, mouth watering, and slid my tongue from her clit up to her asshole. She squirmed but didn't move, moaning as my tongue his all her sensitive areas. Slowly, I fucked her with my tongue, listening to her beautiful sounds. I got her almost to the edge and pulled back, "Lie down, baby. Mommy is going to make you feel so good."

Not wanting to waste any time, I removed my clothes and pulled the strap on from my bag, putting it on. "Be still. Don't move, or I will start over," I told Poppy very sternly. I crawled up the bed and starting at her feet, I kissed every inch of her body up then down. I had to start over a couple of times, purposely avoiding her nipples and her pussy. By the time I made it to the end, she was dripping wet, her body practically begging me for release.

I moved on top of Poppy and nestled the strap-on between her pussy lips. I could feel her hips rotate. I kissed her slowly, painfully slowly, sucking her tongue between my lips. Gently, I nipped my way down her neck and finally gave her aching nipples the attention she was craving. I sucked and nibbled and tweaked until I was almost sure she was going to cum right there.

Finally, I kissed my way down her body. Once I made it to her pussy, she was soaking. I pushed her legs up and open as far as I could and dove in. I sucked her clit between my lips and listened to her moan, feeling her hands in my hair. Keeping her legs pushed up, I glided my tongue down, dipping it into her pussy. I slowly tongue fucked her, trying to get as deep as I could.

Just before she came, I moved my tongue down to her asshole, probing gently. I knew she was going to be tight, and there was no way she was ready for me to fuck her ass, so I settled on gently massaging her asshole with my tongue. Finally, I moved back up her body, looking her directly in her eyes as I pushed my dildo into her pussy.

Her back arched off the bed and she immediately had an intense orgasm. I kept still inside her, letting the orgasm wash over her before I began to fuck her. Slowly, I moved in an out of my daughter, whispering to her how beautiful she looked when she was cumming and how happy she made me. I was fucking her gently and slowly when I heard my baby say, "Harder Mommy, please. Fuck me harder."

I pulled out of her, turned her over and instructed her to arch her back. She perfectly stuck her ass in the air for me, and I sunk back inside her pussy, hitting a spot I hadn't before. Poppy sucked all her breath in, and I began to fuck her harder. I gripped her hips and smacked her perfect ass. She was loving this and so was I.

I could tell she was getting into it. I love rough sex, but never imagine I would be having it with my daughter. I gathered her hair in my hand and gave it a gentle tug. She loved it, so I pulled harder and began to fuck her even harder, "Oh god yes Mommy, just like that, I'm going to cum Mommy please don't stop."

Another six pumps, and Poppy was gushing all over my dildo. I could see her pretty pink pussy gripping the cock and knew she was in the middle of one of the most intense orgasms of her life. After she settled, I pulled out and removed the strap-on. I gathered her to my chest where she nursed for quite some time. That fucking really took it out of her.

All of a sudden, Poppy began to kiss me passionately. "Mom, you fuck me so good. I've never cum like that before. It was incredible." She kissed her way down my body, and I knew she wanted to eat her Mommy's pussy. She had become so good at it. She even used her tongue on my asshole.

I told her I was going to get down like she did and I wanted her to eat my pussy from the back. She immediately dove in, slipping two fingers inside me and wrapping her lips around my clit. I was in heaven. She knew exactly how to please me. My girl used her fingers and tongue to make me cum twice before we collapsed onto each other, both exhausted. We fell asleep like we always did lately, Poppy half laying on top of me, nursing, with my fingers in her hair.

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THE NEXT DAY

The next day was a whirlwind of looking at houses in what was potentially our new city. Since we were coming from out of town, the realtor gathered several properties she thought we might like. We saw them all and landed on a large 5-bedroom, 3-bathroom home complete with a pool and a finished basement. It was everything we wanted. We had our bedroom, a room for each of us to do whatever we wanted with, and two extras for future children.

The entire time the realtor was showing the homes, Poppy and I got to hold hands, show affection, and even kiss each other in celebration when we put in the offer on the home. The realtor knew nothing except that we were a very excited couple.

On the plane home, Poppy was excitedly looking at her new university, trying to find out how to transfer her credits over. My girl was the happiest I had ever seen her. Glowing from the three orgasms I gave her that morning. She was perfect, and I couldn't wait to spend the rest of our lives together.