FANTASIES 4

FANTASIES 4

The erotic fantasies of a mother in love with her daughter and their slow erotic love story.

I haven't been able to think of anything else from that time. Her words play in my head over and over again like a dangerous mix tape. Worse yet I remember vividly what I had been thinking of at that time. The lust that I have been bearing towards her for so long was finally clearing and revealing something much worse underneath.

I direct my attention to my wife trying to get rid of these thoughts. It's never failed to bother me how early she rises, sometimes she even wakes me up, like we're the same. I wake up early to work my butt of at work while she gets to go over to her little passion project and relax all day but even this thought doesn't last.

I pick whatever is left on my plate and head to the kitchen figuring that being in a work environment was best for me at the moment. I'm in the middle of washing my plate when I suddenly feel a pair of hands roaming on top of my dress.

"Good morning mom," a voice says sweetly behind me.

I can hardly believe how fast my nipples harden, in what seems to be a second they are already hard and pushing against the fabric on my chest. I hear her chuckle as her hands travel towards them. I almost moan as her hands begin rotating around the round of my breast agonizingly close her fingers brushing against them often. I whimper in need and I hear her chuckle again.

"What are you doing she's right there!?" I whisper coarsely. She chuckles again.

"Something tells me you don't mind," she says looking down onto the very visible dots on my blue dress. I feel heat rushing towards my face.

"Ok, just be quiet and let me take care of you we'll talk about this later," I say trying to get out of her hold to take care of her dick that has been pressing against my ass for a while but she stops me.

"No today it's all about you," she says as her hands finally press against my breasts. She squeezes them and kneads them turning whatever questions I had into a croaky moan. Her lips begin to plaster my neck with the cutest of pecks quickly turning me into a hot panting breathless mess.

All of a sudden she turns me around and pushes me onto the counter that divides the kitchen from the dining area. I glance at my wife, she seems to still be totally involved in her breakfast.

I've never been one to dress slutily to work and today is no different my dress reaches all the way past my knees which bothers and frustrates her for a while but she eventually raises it to my waist.

Her hands roam around my body for a while before she finally drops my panties which are embarrassingly wet. I can basically feel my cheeks redden as she rises to whisper some naughty things about how wet I get for her into my ear. Her finger teeters at the edge of my sex teasing me agonizingly almost to the point of it becoming torture. I whisper begging her for release but instead she giggles and nibles on my ear.

Her finger touches the edge of my clit and an almost literal vibration of pleasure washes over my body. I hear her drop to the ground, what is she planning to do there? She couldn't possibly… no way…Ooh Myyy Good!!! My hand darts to my mouth as her tongue mashes against my insides.

I could stop this. I should stop this but I stead I find myself bending over slightly to find more pleasure. I feel her nails dig further into my ass and somehow that only increases my pleasure. I can feel and hear her munching on me like I'm her favorite snack. I'm my baby's favorite snack!!! My pleasure almost doubles and I begin to feel like every single liquid in my body is rushing to my pussy. My hand draws out trying to push her head away from me before I shout out in pleasure but she simply pushes it away again and again.

"Baby I…I…Oh My god!!!!" I hear myself shout out. I close my eyes as the orgasm washes over my body again and again.

Then I open my eyes and in front me is the plate I have been washing.