It’s late but you’re still adamant to stay up. Her lullaby has long since turned into soft hums with light caresses. Your sweet mama who’s held you to sleep like this for years. Her comforting body wrapped tenderly around yours. She didn’t know this but since the first time her hands laid on your body, you’ve been craving it since. No one could replicate the feeling she gave you that night since you only felt good knowing it was your mommy. Taboo and immoral it was, yet incredibly arousing.
You never saw your step mother in that light until then. Her lips were so tender. It felt like the only thing to make sense and of course it would be her. She loved you before you knew what love was. You could not stand another minute of her embrace without slender fingers slipping beneath your underwear again. But you didn’t know how to approach her. The last time she told you it was important. How could you maneuver the situation into happening again.
During the midst of your contemplation you decide to snuggle up closer to her, raising your hand to lie above her hip. She notices and tilts your head up to meet her gaze. “It’s time to go to sleep, sweetheart.” No. You don’t want to sleep. You want your mommy.
Her lips come down to kiss your nose and you take that as an opportunity. raising your head and connecting your lips with hers.
Mmh, it’s just like you remember. Soft and plump, almost timid. You only opened your eyes when she began to pull away, trying to seek after her once again. “Slow down little girl. What has gotten into you,” she warned.
“Please mommy.. it hurts.. can you make it feel better again. I promise I’ll be quiet this time.” You noticed something in her gaze shift but you weren’t sure what it was.
“Where does it hurt sweetheart, you have to show mommy or she can’t help you.” Fuck, you loved it when she spoke in third person. It made you feel stupid. Like an incompetent dumb baby who’s in constant need of her guidance. You move her hand to rest above your crotch, before lightly grinding yourself onto it. “Here?..” you only nod, too lost in the pleasure she gifts.
“Oh poor baby.. next time you feel little tingles down here be sure to tell your mommy. It’s just your body naturally calling for me.” You nod once again. The action brushing your noses together lightly, before leaning in closer. Kisses from your mama is your favorite. Always sure to leave tingles running through your fingertips and your heart race to pick up.
“Put your tongue in my mouth little girl,” and you do, slightly opening your mouth to meet her tongue with yours. Her fingers pick up pace, sliding over your clit and occasionally slipping down to the damp spot on your undies. She rolls you onto your back while laying partly on top of you. “More..” She repeats your plea questioningly before sliding her fingers beneath the thin fabric. She is immediately greeted with your slick and began to toy with your little nub. Rubbing it in all sorts of directions.
You tried to stay quiet like you promised but you couldn’t fight against the opportunity to pant into her mouth. The sloppy kiss consisted of deep breaths and airy moans. Chanting your Mama’s name over and over as she drawls you closer toward the edge.
