Mom and Sadie

Grace hissed as her daughter's finger dragged in and out between her legs. Sadie was decent at it, she made gentle circles, pressing the lips against her mother's inner thighs.

"Oh my God," her mother whispered, and looked back down into Sadie's beautiful eyes.

The woman wrapped a hand around the back of Sadie's head and pulled her close for a kiss. Their lips touched. Sadie could taste the saltyness of the chip her mother took from her plate earlier.

Grace parted her lips first and pushed a tongue into Sadie's mouth. Sadie moaned and pulled her finger out from between her moms legs to tear at the jeans shorts, getting them to the floor only a little struggle. Her mother's thighs were the only things working against her this time.

Now Sadie eagerly placed her finger back and started sliding a finger along the wet slit once again. With her thumb flat against her hand, she let it push against her mother's clit.

By now Grace was fully in flower, her nipples perked prominently under the fabric of her shirt.

Lips entwined, both began to explore the others' mouth. Their tongues flowed around one another. Once, Sadie sucked Grace's tongue in and out of her mouth.

Together they made tiny pining sounds as Sadie worked her finger ever faster over her mother's lips, grinding the round base of her pointer finger into that clit.

Grace was the first to pull away from their kissing to slowly pull her shirt up to reveal her breasts, which sagged.

She'd had Sadie at 24, so she was not as old as some of the other mothers out there. Still, time did its thing. Her nipples came to points at the tips of her pale, freckled breasts. Sadie thought this was the most beautiful sight she'd ever witnessed.

Grace took her daughter's chin in one hand, opened her mouth with a thumb, and pulled her close. Sadie immediately took a nipple onto her mouth and began to draw her tongue over the sensitive tissue there.

Her mother answered with a sharp draw of air in through her teeth.

About this time Grace began to subconsciously buck her hips against Sadie's fingering.

"If I knew you were into women we could have been talking about your girlfriends.." Grace and Sadie's father were estranged for the last ten years. He was known to stay away on work holidays, and over the years Grace learned to handle it, the bitterness subsided eventually, and she turned to her team sports for friendship. It was somewhat lonely still.

"Mm. Mmhm." Sadie sighed in agreement, her finger buried deep in her mom. She released the breast from her lips' embrace and asked, "Will this give you a hickie on your tits?"

Grace laughed, rubbing the small of her daughters back. "No, I don't think so."

Sadie latched back on and started sucking a lot harder on it.

"Oh!" Grace jumped, but didn't stop her. "Bad girl," she said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

The woman's fingers dropped from Sadie's back, to slip under the thin black fabric of her pants, tracing the top of her ass cheeks, and began tugging them down. The girl squealed through her nose. Both smiled, happily enjoying the moment.

As soon as they were lowered past Sadie's pussy, Grace's fingers switched to tracing along the bottom of the ass cheeks, up the hips, along the flat stomach, then began moving lower and lower, until they met her daughters' clit. The mark on the bed was definitely from her, because her pussy was wide open and slippery to the touch.

Grace didn't wear fake nails, hers were on the longer side with lots of clear polish. They easily slipped down to comfortably move along the folds of Sadie's pussy lips.

The girl let out a low moan through her mouth which Grace felt in her nipple. She grabbed her daughters head and shoved it harder into her chest.

"That feels so fucking good when you moan into me," she said.

Sadie smiled. Her unused hand wrapped around and began to fondle the hefty ass cheek on her mother's left side. It got pulled to one side, stretching out her vagina. Then she let it fall roughly back into place and traced her hand up to massage her opposite breast.

Grace made a sound she never expected to make in front of Sadie. She breathed in and then let out a tiny squeak. It didn't fit her gruff persona. Her daughter giggled.

"Don't you laugh," she took her finger away of her daughters' pussy and firmly smacked her ass. Then gripped her daughters hair, encouraging her to keep going, briefly ignoring the girls' pleasure as punishment.

The feeling inside of her surged from the tongue lapping at her nipple, and her daughters' palm battering her bean. Not wanting it to end that soon, she pulled Sadie off of her tit, and pushed the girl onto the bed. Sadie loved the dominant side of her mother.

She gripped Sadie's legs and pulled them into the air, then peeled off the black leggings she wore. As soon as they were off, Sadie bent her knees and splayed out her legs, presenting herself.

The woman stared her daughter down, tore Vivi's shorts the rest of the way off, took her own shirt off too. She threw them to the side, got onto the bed, and straddled her daughter. Their dripping pussies made sticky sounds as she ground herself on Sadie. "Oh fuck, mommy," she cried.

"What, baby? Vivi never did this to you?"

Sadie sheepishly and silently shook her head no. Then her eyes went wide. One of her feet began to shake.

"Thaaat's it, Sadie, come on, yeah, feel it." Grace ground down the exact same way, holding the rhythm.

"UGH," Sadie groaned under bated breath. Her legs drooped, the rest of her body relaxed.

"That was incredible." Sadie didn't want her mother to know Vivi had fingered her at most. In fact, earlier that day after shopping was only the second time.

This time, she didn't have any expectations about cumming together, but still felt bad. Like telepathy, her mother could tell what she was thinking.

"Oh well thank you, cutie," she answered back, poking her daughters' nose. "But you're not done yet, if you're up for it."

A few seconds were needed to let that sink in. "Oh! Yes!" She smiled big, wondering what her mother would do.

"Good," Grace said in a gravelly tone. She grabbed Sadie's legs and pulled her so she lay flat, her head hung off the bed. Then the woman stood and stooped to place a kiss on those young lips. They instantly locked onto one another, Sadie did know how to kiss, she didn't need help with that at least. After a few seconds of furious tongue tag, Grace went to stand. Sadie's teeth grabbed her mother's bottom lip and gently tugged at it as she rose. She coolly let it go, both women smiling mischievously.

Toned legs stepped forward onto either side of the girl's face, in a position that allowed a beautiful view of Sadie's body sprawled on the tussled comforter. Grace reached around to grab her daughter's ponytail while crouching over Sadie's mouth. She pulled the hair up in between her ass cheeks to pin the girl's face against her pussy, then began to push her hips back and forth.

Sadie couldn't talk but was loving how it felt to be used. When her mother started grabbing at her tits, she could swear she'd be horny again. The bed began to make sounds against the wall.

Sadie decided it was easier to stick her tongue out flat against her chin and shake her head. Something people also figured out on their own or been taught by others. The very second she started, her mother let out sounds of pleasure.

"That's soooo good baby, yes." Instinctively Grace, who already had a hand all over Sadie's tits, lifted her palm and smacked one of them. Her daughter squealed under her. She loved that sound so much she kept hitting her, and kept hitting her.

"This ends when I say it ends, girl, keep going," a worried and clearly caught off guard Sadie reacted to this comment but hurriedly stepped up the pace, even bending her knees and pushing her hips up to gain some kind of leverage against her mother.

"You don't get to stop, you're going to be there forever if you don't step up the pace, get going!" She reached up and leaned forward to spank Sadie again.

That was finally doing it, Grace's big, round, hard as rocks nipples revealed she loved engaging this bdsm side of her.

One of her eyes closed tightly, it was the first of a cascade. Her toes curled and her jaw locked, teeth bared. Her hands eased slowly into a firmer grip against Sadie's hair, pulling up ever harder. Sadie likely couldn't breathe just at that moment, and in fact, was sputtering in between the woman's jiggling thighs.

Grace's free hand bent down to grab the back of Sadie's neck.

She could feel her ass cheeks brush each other every time she pushed her hips to grind hard against Sadie's tongue. Then her whole body froze, neck craned back at an unholy angle.

Slowly, she came back to the world, letting Sadie's face off of her. The girl gasped.

They both breathed hard, Sadie a lot harder, and faster. Her breathe hot on her mother's pussy.. Slowly Grace backed off of Sadie and stood watching her daughter sprawled on the bed.

"Oh my fucking God." she exclaimed, drawing her hands up her body, one of them cupped a breast and smeared it like butter as the hand continued its ascent. Eventually she stood with feet apart, hands on her head as athletes do when out of breath. It was difficult to soak in the feelings she was experiencing.

Sadie slowly sat up, moving her tongue around, mouth dry. Her nose caught the scent of what she now knew was the sweaty and sweet aroma of her mother. Natural body odor mixed with a floral and fruity perfume. Pears? She never asked. The scent was familiar from in the car after games, never in this context.

Grace now stood with body buzzing and mixed emotions waiting for Sadie to speak, unsure how all of what she had just done was affecting her daughter.

To her surprise Sadie turned and hopped up off the bed, running into her arms.

"That was insane. I think I peed a little from excitement, the way you touched me. It was so good."

"Oh thank God. I was worried I went too far!"

"No way," Sadie said still in a breathy tone. One of her breasts was tingling from her mother's firm hand. It excited her enough she was contemplating telling Vivi to try it on her next time they met.

Grace lifted a finger and began to wipe her daughter's face dry.

"Maybe next time don't hit me with a wet shirt," the woman said playfully, sticking her finger in Sadie's side. The girl scrunched up from the poke, laughing, and the two basked together in their new world tightly wrapped in one another's arms.

** This could have been one post instead of two, lessons learned. I intend to continue with these characters, stay tuned.**