Mom's little sluts I

 

Anna: The little bitch.

 

That afternoon he would be early; work was going so well in the office that from now on I would get home earlier, along the way I analyzed my life so far, I was successful in my career, I don't complain I decided to continue with my law office I liked it, I didn't need the marriage agreements The fortune inherited from Juan my husband was enough for two or three generations.

But Juan wanted me to be like the fighter, I loved him very much; at first it was like a duty, but later he became the most important support; our marriage was a whim of our families, but I must say that it also favored me in the long run, it's fine my life as a solitary domina had to stop, but with Juan the sexual sphere was always special, he was excited that he dominated other women oh! Times that will not return or so I assumed when I got home.

Since it was early, I didn't call to let them know, I assumed that the girls were at home, Claudia in the dining room studying math or in her bedroom researching anything for school, Amanda at home or with her friends, the truth is, Amanda is a little rebellious for nothing. I myself were not in my adolescent past.

I was thinking about that distant past and opening the door of the house gently, it was when I entered that my past vanished like exploring a soap bubble when I heard moans from the second floor. I went up the stairs quickly, but when I was halfway there, I suddenly stopped running, listened more carefully; if they were groans but rhythmic to the rhythm of an agitated breath. But that breath was heavy with pleasure. Carefully reaching the bottom of the stairs the doors to the girls' rooms were closed. But mine was open approaching me; I was able to witness something that confused me a lot.

I couldn't believe it; Claudia, my innocent little girl. But there it was; in my bed, the almost bloody orange afternoon light illuminated her little body: her eyes were closed, her beautiful black hair was tousled, her medium breasts swayed with her body, left hand on her crotch and panties that are surely mine they were in his face. This lewd sight moistened my sex.

My girl masturbated smelling my panties, her moans echoed in my ears, pierced my head. My crotch flamed, I was aware that my hand went to my sex and I also began a slow handjob on my tight pants. Claudia said dirty things that turned me on, things that I couldn't believe my girl said.

His harmonic voice was agitated by his labored breathing; but his phrases flooded me with lascivious, vicious thoughts:

- Oh, mommy yes! - Fuck me, yes oh! I'm your whore mommy, fuck me like the whore I am. —

I didn't believe it, although I was hearing it; my daughter fantasized about me. I was confused, but I couldn't stop touching myself, my orgasm was boiling in my sex, stimulated by my daughter's dirty words:

—Take my pussy, mommy make me a woman. Ma'am, can I cum? —

My orgasm exploded inside me in a devastating way when my daughter also came:

— Mommy I cum, I cum for you. I'm your pussy-eating slut— My daughter said haltingly. My legs were shaking, my panties and pants were missing; Although having enough strength I went back down the hall and down the stairs to the kitchen, I went to the sink wash my hands and drink a glass of water even the orgasm vibrated in my legs. Sitting in a chair I racked my brain. Deciding that surely it would just be the hormones at her age, if it would be that herself at that age she constantly masturbated.

I left the house through the kitchen door, made a detour and went back in through the front, making sure to give her (<<the little bitch>> oh god! What I'm thinking) time to collect herself at once calm myself down. Opening the door; I called:

"Claudia, Amanda," I said. — Are you at home? Mom is here. — Leaving the bag on one of the furniture, I went upstairs.

"Claudia," I called again, reaching the top floor. First there was Amanda's room, then Claudia's on the right side, on the left side the main room as well as another smaller one.

"Mom" Claudia said leaving her room. — You're early—She says this her face was red maybe because I “almost” surprised her in my room. Although also and now I'm realizing Claudia's gaze was looking at my boobs; Nipples stood out through the bra and flowy blouse, making me blush too.

"Yes darling," I said. Wishing I hadn't caught her on the sly, also feeling my pussy tingling in my panties again.

— I'm tired, I'll take a bath, honey. — Continue on my way. God just seeing her now in her house clothes made me very horny.

- Your sister? - I asked opening the door of the room.

— She has not arrived; you already know her…. - Claudia said the last thing was lost at the door, in the room I took off the blouse she is wearing leaving it in the basket; my boobs were hard my nipples like rocks since I caught my daughter masturbating, knowing what Claudia was looking at me a moment ago was killing me, the slightest touch of my nipples when I took off my bra sent pleasure to my whole body.

I did not understand or rather yes. Now I understood why sometimes I found my bedclothes damp; And feeling like a bitch I sniffed my bed, yeah! She smelled like pussy, like sex; there I was a 42-year-old woman smelling the sheets on her bed that smelled like her daughter's pussy. Now she explained to me that the girl was no longer a child but a little woman.

After learning that the girl was masturbating in my bed, I sensed that she had also snooped around in my room. The first thing I checked after undressing was the computer. I was mortified while excited to know that my little daughter had discovered my diary. intimate, I opened my PC, if several tabs were open in the library, the one with the lesbian videos with which I masturbated, and another with the diary I kept of my sexual encounters with my lovers some time ago.

I was walking through the walls, the fatigue of the day at work was wreaking havoc on my body, added to the fever I had since I heard Claudia's moans when I entered the house, my pussy throbbed, my boobs also even hurt, taking a panty out of the closet matching black thong type and lace bra i went to the bathroom i needed to relieve myself i turned on the shower the water was cold, getting into it; The water fell on my body, my hands caressed my breasts, I loved my boobs, they were big with my pink areolas and perky and hard nipples right now.

I kneaded them, pinched my nipples, the pleasure spread again in pleasant waves throughout my body. What I like least about my body is my belly; my abdomen isn't bulging, but it has more meat than I'd like yet my hands ran over it. With a soft touch, I reached my shaved pubis, I always liked it shaved, it was so sensitive, its touch is soft and delicate.

My perverse mind imagined being recreated in Claudia's young pubis, while my hands entered my slit again, this feverish dripping juices for a while now my fingers entered easily inside her bend my knees; the penetration of my fingers was pleasant I felt the orgasm bubbling from inside my pussy, but without exploding I don't know how long, but I felt my breasts point, my nipples hard.

With my right hand I caressed my right buttock and it was lost through the asshole; my asshole was also on fire, with the hand that was in my cunt I picked up some discharge and passed it to my ass and in my asshole, I began to make small circles my left hand went back to my cunt while slowly massaging my asshole and putting my middle finger in my ass returned to a slow but satisfying hand job.

My moans echoed in the bathroom, my fingers went in and out of my little holes of pleasure, the orgasm boiled and boiled, my moans formed dirty words addressed to an invisible person:

— Oh yes, bitch fuck me, with your fingers, if I come bitch— I moaned uncontrollably while my orgasm that had been boiling for minutes exploded, making my knees tremble, my fingers came out of their caves and I slipped and fell sprawling on the floor of the shower, for a few moments I was there on the floor the water fell to one side, with my eyes closed I did not remember having experienced an orgasm like this.

After recovering, I finished my bath. When I went out to my room, I was clear. After bingeing on fingers, I had a clear head. I would have to guide my daughter as the good mother that she was.

Dressing myself in the thong panties and the bra and a short homemade floral dress with a low neckline, I went down to the kitchen, although I was overwhelmed by the idea of dominating my daughter, it suddenly came to my mind and my pussy got wet, some time ago since Juan died I know I 'm a bad woman to say that it almost didn't hurt, well yes, but it was melancholy that I was going to be more for the girls added to the fact that now I wanted one of the girls in my pussy, God again the idea in my head.

I went into the kitchen, Claudia was preparing dinner, typical of her to entertain me at lunch to ask for something.

— My girl, what are you doing? — I asked, she approached me, I couldn't believe it, the little slut was dressed only in a lycra short, and a tiny top, her adolescent abdomen was cynically displayed before me. But the slut ate me with her eyes. I already knew, I knew that Claudia wanted me like I wanted her...