Opening her eyes and looking down all Melanie Danes could see was a shock of dark hair on her chest. She smiled and moved her hand under the cover to gently stroke the hair's owner naked back. There was a sleepy half-yawn, half-grunt and the brunette moved her head slightly, brushing herself over Melanie's tit. The Milf grinned to herself, she had been sure that last night hadn't been a dream, but the fulfilment of a lot of planning and effort, however it was still nice to wake and confirm it. Still, whilst she had begun yesterday's evening with a certain confidence she was going to end up fucking her daughter, she was pretty sure her daughter hadn't. The teen's behaviour suggested she had been into it, but she wouldn't be human if she didn't wake up with some short term regrets and her Mom needed to make sure they were quickly banished.
She ran her hand down the teen's back again, sliding her knuckles over the spine down to the lower back and the top of the bottom, which she squeezed gently. Ashley took the hint, lifting her head up and yawning, her eyes remaining shut as she stretched out and prepared her muscles for her next movement. "Morning sleepyhead," said Melanie and her daughter's eyes flicked open as she suddenly realised whose tit she had being lying on and what had happened last night.
"Mom!" she gasped and sat up, the quilt falling away and displaying her large and very naked bosoms. She looked around for a moment, realising she was in her own room and couldn't dash away and ended up in a half kneeling, half sitting position
It was time for Melanie to take control of the situation, before Ashley over-thought it. She sat up, deliberately pushing away the quilt which had been covering her midriff and breasts so that they were on full show to her teenage daughter; she saw Ashley's eyes fall to look at them, before shooting up as if she didn't think she should be ogling the naked body of the person she'd been fucked by the night before. Before the teen could move further, Melanie reached out and took her hands, holding them gently enough that the teen could feel the sensuality but not so loose that they could be snatched away. "Last night..." she began.
"Oh God, Mom," her daughter interrupted, "We had sex, I'm so sorry."
"We fucked," Melanie corrected, she didn't want Ashley to downplay what it was - hot and heavy, passionate, no-holds barred fucking, which had left them both whimpering with pleasure and utterly sated. Her daughter nodded, more comfortable with the changes of words than the actuality of what they had just done. Melanie moved swiftly to correct that, "Why are you sorry? It wasn't your fault, it wasn't mine either.
Her daughter blushed and looked down, not contradicting her, "We still did it."
"We did, but it can't have come as a total surprise," her Mom said, "You must have realised the rising sexual tension between us the last few weeks."
"Yes," Ashley murmured, her reply so quiet that if there'd been any background noise it would have been inaudible.
"Where's the problem? I wanted it, so did you," Melanie said logically.
"But we're related, you're my Mom," said Ashley with the same implacable logic her Mom had just used.
But Melanie had finished with her argument; "So? Who cares? I don't, do you?" She didn't give the teen time to reply, "I enjoyed it and by the sounds you were making so did you, didn't you?"
"Yes," again the reply was soft, the teen blushing and looking down, though that just meant she could see her Mom's hands holding hers. Melanie gently rubbed the back of the teen's knuckles to add to the pressure and help her make the right decision.
Her Mom continued, "True it's not like we'd can broadcast we're banging each other, but we can keep it quiet and continue." That should plant the idea in her daughter's head that they should carry on their sexual relationship.
"Yes, I mean, that'd work if you wanted it..." her daughter blushed
"I do, you're smart and attractive and that was some of the best sex I've had in ages," she'd been planning to say that anyway, it didn't do any harm it was true. "Of course I want it, do you?
It was the moment of truth, though Melanie wondered if she was egotistical for not doubting what would happen. Her daughter paused long enough that Melanie also began to wonder if she had misread the situation and that she had been too arrogant. Then Ashley gave a nervous smile, "I want us to be girlfriends, Mom."
"Me as well," grinned Melanie and before her daughter could change her mind she leaned in for a long, sexy kiss, sliding her tongue between her daughter's lips and into her moist mouth, the teen reciprocating with a passion as she moved onto her knees and pressed herself forward.
It was time to seal the deal, thought Melanie as her tongue swished around inside her daughter's mouth, slipping over and around the teen's tongue, probing and pushing as far in as she could get. Slowly she moved her hand, first onto Ashley's thigh, sensually stroking the naked flesh as she crept upwards to the top. The teen's legs were just enough wide enough ajar for the Milf to slip her hand down, finding the sexy treasure which lay between them. She brushed her hands over the lips, hinting at the clit and through the tiny silken landing strip, which lay on the top. Down she went again, feeling the shiver of excitement running through her daughter as she was touched.
Putting to fingers together Melanie entered her daughter's snatch, feeling the teen tense and then almost immediately relax as her Mom's pushed up her tight cunt. "Mmmnn," Ashley moaned appreciatively, her naked body pressing at her Mom's so the older Danes could feel the vibrations of the teen as her cunt clenched round Melanie's fingers. "Mmnnn, that feels so good."