Mommy Talk: A Daughter's Offer
Summary:
A daughter steps up to aid her lonely and horny mother.
Note 1:
This is a
Valentine's Day 2023 Contest Story
, so please vote.
Note 2:
The idea for this story came from the wicked Girlsway video clip, 'Way Better Than Dad', starring
Arianna Marie
. The specific idea came from one of the hottest offers I've ever encountered in porn: "
I
could fuck you."
Note 3:
Be warned: this story is filled with MOMMY TALK.
Note 4:
All characters are at least 18-years-old.
Note 5:
Thanks to
Tex Beethoven
for editing this story.
Mommy Talk: A Daughter's Offer
Ashley was all dressed up for her date with her boyfriend. She was wearing a fun powder blue dress, a new garter-belt and bra (also blue), and mocha-coloured stockings with no panties. Her pussy was recently shaved. She smiled at herself as she looked into the mirror seductively and said, "Mike is so getting fucked tonight!"
She slipped into her blue four-inch heels and indulged in a little twirl.
She still had an hour before she had to leave, but she didn't want to take the slightest chance of not being ready on time.
She was about to brush her teeth, when she heard soft sobbing coming from her Mom's bedroom. Knowing she was welcome there, she went in and asked, "Are you okay, Mom?"
Payton, wiped her eyes, saying, "I'm fine, honey."
"Mom, no one is
ever
fine when they say they're fine in that way," Ashley disagreed compassionately, going around and sitting down on the bed next to her Mom.
"Oh honey, it's just because of what day it is," the mother relented, this being the first Valentine's Day since her divorce.
"You seem particularly stressed out about it," the daughter observed.
"It's my first Valentine's Day alone," the Mom explained. "And for some stupid reason, I decided to go through the rest of your dad's things today."
"Would you like me to help?"
"Aren't you going out tonight?"
"Not for another hour," Ashley said. "So what's in there?"
"Mostly junk," the Mom said, "But then I found this picture of us in Hawaii."
"Oh. That's where you first met each other."
"Yeah," Payton smiled softly, remembering the good times, having met him when she was just out of high school, and she was there with her parents on holiday.
"I'm sorry, Mom," Ashley said, "but you deserve
lots
better than dad ever treated you."
"That's sweet of you to say, honey," Payton said, her daughter having totally sided with her during the divorce. In fact, she'd had to convince her daughter even to
talk
to her dad, after he'd left her for a younger woman... one only five years older than Ashley.
"I mean it," Ashley said. "We need to find you a man."
"I don't even know how to get back
into
that world," the Mom said. She'd been eighteen when she met her husband, nineteen when she got married, twenty when she gave birth to Ashley, and now that she was thirty-nine, she was single and alone. Except for her steadfastly loving daughter Ashley, of course.
"You're still very hot, Mom," the daughter said. She was happy to realise that she too would still look this hot when she got older... since she and her mother looked very much alike.
"Thanks, honey," the mother said. "I needed to hear that."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"I don't know," the mother said. "It's just that I'm bored, lonely, and..."
"And what?"
"Nothing. You're my daughter."
"I'm eighteen, Mom, almost nineteen. We can talk about adult things, especially if you're stressing out about them," the daughter pointed out.
"True," the mother acknowledged.
"So you're bored, lonely, and what else?"
"Horny! I'm
horny!"
the Mom answered, just blurting it out.
"What?" the daughter blurted back. That wasn't what she'd thought the third item might be, even though she'd had no preconceptions about it.
"Horny," the Mom repeated, and then she added, "I haven't been intimate with anyone for over a year."
"You haven't gotten laid in an entire
year?"
Ashley gasped.
"Yeah. We in a dry spell before he left," the Mom said, then spitefully, "probably because he was already banging that bitch."
"Then you need to get banged too," Ashley said bluntly.
"Ashley!" the Mom gasped.
"What? You'd rather we called it getting hammered, screwed, shagged, pounded... or even
fucked?"
the daughter listed wickedly, taking full liberties with this new (admittedly understated) agreement about their both being adults.
"Jesus, Ashley, you're not helping my libido," the Mom laughed, oddly liking this frank, bordering on raunchy discussion. "Or rather you
are
helping it, instead of helping me to ignore it."
"Be that as it may, what you need is a fuck buddy," Ashley said bluntly.
"What?" the Mom asked, shocked.
"You know, a fuck buddy. Someone you're not in love with, but you can still call him or her whenever you need some sex," the daughter explained. She'd had two guys like that before she started dating Mike... and she still had their numbers in case things didn't work out. (She also had some current girlfriends... more about them later.)
"I thought you were supposed to be a good girl," the Mom laughed.