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Mature Mother and Daughter Discover Love

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Had her heart stopped beating or had she just been holding her breath for an eternity? Sherry felt frozen to the spot, her arm outstretched towards the bedroom door. She was as ready as she would ever be but what happened in the next few minutes would shape her relationship with her daughter for the rest of their lives. She’d fantasised about this moment for years and spent the last few weeks preparing the detail. All that was left was that final scrap of courage, that uncharacteristic act of bravado.

She could easily walk away and comfort herself like she had many times before. No-one would be any the wiser. She’d indulge herself in an hour’s private excitement, ecstatic but agonisingly frustrating, which would end in the usual way – exhausted but gazing wistfully at the bedroom wall, wondering what if… And in the morning everything would be just as it always was, the kitchen full of smiles and chat as the two of them planned their day together. She loved getting the invitations to stay whenever Zoe’s husband was away. Anyone who knew them could see that they had a close and loving relationship that unusually had never had any real traumas. But for a long time Sherry had wanted just that little bit more. A little bit? She recognised that what she wanted required a huge step – did she have the nerve to gamble all?

She knew that Zoe was getting ready for bed. She could come through the door any second on the way to the bathroom. And there would be her mother, transfixed like a statue outside. She knew it was now or never. She’d never be more ready and if she backed out now she could never put herself through this again. This was crazy. Her mind was letting her down but what was her body saying? She put her fingers inside her panties and her wet fingertips had the answer. She knew then that she wouldn’t have the strength to turn back. She wanted Zoe’s wet fingertips in her panties too! Closing her eyes as if to protect herself from all that could go wrong she took a deep breath and knocked gently on the door.

“Hello darling; can I come in?”

Sherry could never put an exact date as to when she started fantasising about Zoe in a sexual way. There was never any hint of it when Zoe was a child, or even in her teens. They’d always been open with each other about their bodies and Sherry had witnessed her daughter growing into a healthy attractive young woman who’d had more than her fair share of male attention from an early age. She was now 36 years old, not as tall as Sherry but she had curves in all the right places. They were both members of a theatre company and in the frantic changes between scenes there was no time to leave anything to the imagination. She’d never seen Zoe without panties or a thong but they were always so brief and sheer that it was clear that her daughter was perfectly smooth down there. And Zoe was certainly not shy about being topless in a crowd. Her breasts were full and appeared heavy, if the slight droop was any guide. In fact an instance of Zoe’s brazenness was probably one of the first signs that Sherry had of her awakening interest in her daughter physically.

About five years previously about a dozen of the theatre company, both men and women, had rented a farmhouse in the country for a few days of fun and frolics – just drinking, walking, having a barbeque or two and playing silly games. One of the games was fancy dress, for which Zoe wore a “cavewoman” bikini. She’d enjoyed plenty of wine and for some reason that Sherry could never remember Zoe just decided to pull up her top and give them all a flash of her breasts. Needless to say that was very popular with the men and her naughty daughter happily flaunted herself while a few of the guys took photos. But what later surprised Sherry was that she also photographed the beautiful bosom on show. Why?

And it wasn’t just the drink talking with Zoe – in the morning she was persuaded by the guys to get one of her tits out while she prepared breakfast. And once again her mother was there, camera at the ready. Sherry had to admit, though, that the previous evening had been a bit riotous. Egged on by the guys she had also got topless and even gone further than her daughter, allowing anyone who wanted to enjoy a feel. The offer was accepted by all the guys, one or two even tweaking her firm nipples in their fingers. All inhibitions had gone and Zoe even posed, holding her mother’s bust from behind her while the cameras snapped away. A little later, not long before the evening finished, Zoe lay back on the sofa and gave anyone who cared to look a good view of her skimpy thong and wide open legs. It was very clear that she was smooth and pink inside the lace…

All the while the other women had been laughing and having fun but it was clear that the mother and daughter entertainment was the main event. That continued for Sherry after the party broke up, once when she went out into the garden for some fresh air before going to bed and again a couple göztepe escort bayan of hours later when she got up for a drink of water. It was a lifetime first for her – mouthfuls of sperm from two different men in the same night! It was so out of character and it made her feel a little humiliated, a little cheap. And so wicked! She never found out what Zoe had got up to later and she’d never asked.

But what was certain was the effect on her when she viewed her photos of Zoe’s lovely tits on the PC screen when she got home. She hadn’t realised at first how breathless she’d become as she’d examined each of the pictures, But she tingled with excitement as she remembered those breasts bouncing as Zoe messed about for the guys. She realised with a shock that she was regretting not reaching out and cupping their roundness in her hands. And the photo of her daughter’s open legs was the last step – sitting at the PC she recognised that she was lubricating copiously. Luckily she’d had the house to herself. She just pulled her panties down and masturbated hard, all the time transfixed by the thought of pulling Zoe’s thong to one side and burying her face between those soft thighs.

Looking back, Sherry realised that her awakening interest in Zoe coincided with things going wrong with sex with her husband. She still loved him dearly but she had had to admit that penetrative sex with him was unenjoyable and sometimes painful. He’d been upset and angry and she’d been confused and ashamed. They’d remained together and to all outward appearances they were the perfect loving couple. But essentially the backbone of their marriage had gone, although occasionally she was happy to give her husband a hand job or take him in her mouth.

So which came first: her interest in a sexual relationship with the woman closest to her in the whole world or her rejection of sex with her husband? She’d puzzled about that over and over again – but was still none the wiser.

But since then the whole “Zoe thing” had escalated. She’d first tried to rationalise it away, mainly out of fear but also because she was aware that it didn’t feel “right”. She’d never had any kind of physical relationship or attraction with another woman so she had no experience to draw on. Why did it have to be the potentially most explosive and damaging urge she could have had? She had no answer but she could feel herself losing control little by little. The special photos in that hidden folder on the PC became used increasingly frequently. It had become almost an automatic ritual whenever she was alone in the house for a while to masturbate whilst dreaming of how her daughter would feel. How she would taste. Sherry would taste her own sticky fingers and imagine that she was savouring Zoe’s juices. Sometimes she’d be nude when at the PC but what had concerned her was the first time she’d “dressed up” for the session. It felt so hot, so smutty, to put on a pretty pair of panties with matching bra and garter belt, slip into some nylons and finish it all off with a pair of high heels – only to then spread herself at the desk and bring herself to orgasm time after time. What was she doing? Was this normal behaviour for a loving, well-adjusted mother? But the urge, the need for depravity was too strong, too heady, to be ignored.

The next step had been something else again. She’d started stealing Zoe’s used thongs. It was too easy to go to her washing basket when she stayed with her and “borrow” a thong. The first time she’d just held the little scrap of a thing in her hands, marvelling at its flimsiness before rubbing it on her cheek and being aware of her daughter’s aroma. And, feeling ashamed, she’d replaced it. But the next time what was on offer was a pair of panties that Zoe had only just taken off after coming home from the gym. She’d buried her face in the musky moistness – they were still warm as Zoe had only taken them off minutes beforehand. She was tempted to slip them into her overnight bag but knew she only had time to enjoy them that night – their loss would be easily recognised. So she’d spent the night breathing in her daughter’s smells: the warmth of her sweat from her exertions, the spicy tangy memories of her pussy and the more private and forbidden hints of her backside. Sherry realised that until now she’d only fantasised about her daughter’s labia, clitoris and vagina. It came as a shock to recognise her lust as she imagined Zoe’s arsehole becoming damp on the exercise bike or rowing machine. In the past Sherry had hugely enjoyed anal sex; she now fantasised about exploring that with her darling daughter! She’d slept with those panties on her pillow all night, sleeping soundly after a long and intense masturbation session. She’d lost herself to such an extent that in the morning she’d worried about whether Zoe had heard her in the next room.

After that it was too easy to just push her hand about halfway halkalı escort bayan down the wash basket and take out a thong from a couple of days ago. It wouldn’t be so easily missed but still had enough of those intoxicating smells she craved. She’d also taken a couple of Zoe’s bras from the basket and loved burying her face in the cups that had held those beautiful breasts all day. How she dreamed of her daughter’s firm, smooth bosom… Her little collection had grown over the years and she sometimes feared that Zoe would notice and perhaps put two and two together. But nothing had been said.

And finally she’d decided. She just had to take this further. The want, no; the need, was becoming unbearable. She knew she’d be risking everything. But she also hoped she could gamble on her daughter’s love for her being deep enough that she’d forgive any advance from her if it were unwelcome. And so the plan took shape. She had looked at herself honestly. She hadn’t been in bad shape for a woman of 58 but she could really do with a bit of firming up. So she quietly stepped up her yoga classes, went walking and swimming more and took a bit more care with what she ate and drank. Shopping for nice undies and a couple of pairs of shoes was fun and she dropped enough hints at home to be given a painted silk kimono for her birthday. The summer holidays had given her skin a healthy glow and a couple of days ago she’d got dressed up in her finery and appraised herself in the mirror. The verdict? She couldn’t pass for a woman in her thirties like her daughter but she looked pretty good for a mature mum!

So she had all the preparations made and as luck would have it she’d been invited down for a couple of nights if she wanted to. And yes; she wanted to! Well; part of her did. The other part just turned upside down when Zoe had phoned her. It felt like a whole flock of butterflies had invaded her tummy over the last two days. But she’d done it! She’d taken the step; there was no going back now.

“Hello darling; can I come in?”

“Hi mum! Yeah, come in. I’m just getting ready for bed!”

Sherry reached out, turned the handle and opened the door. In a daze. Everything had gone slightly fuzzy and she wondered if her knees would turn completely to jelly before she took a step. Zoe was sat at her dressing table with her back to Sherry. She was wearing a blue lacy bra and a black thong and was brushing her shoulder-length auburn hair. She looked into the mirror and smiled, her eyes sparkling as always. Sherry somehow managed to keep walking and said “I just thought I’d pop in and say goodnight, darling.” Zoe turned as she sat, smiling hugely as she took a better look at her mother. “Wow, mum; you look fabulous – have you got a man next door or something?”

This was it – now or never. “No darling; I thought I’d look nice for you tonight.” Before either of them could say anything else Sherry bent down, put her hand gently behind Zoe’s head and kissed her on the lips. Sherry’s mouth was not puckered tight in the way that nice polite kisses were given, but not open either – just relaxed and soft. She let her kiss linger and she brushed the fingertips of her left hand against Zoe’s neck and cheek. What happened next would shape the rest of their lives together…

Zoe had a lot of thinking to do very quickly. She was hugely surprised but thought quickly enough not to pull back as an automatic reaction. She’d always felt extremely close to her mother but this was a shock. But her initial impulse was to not embarrass her mum. But after what seemed like a lifetime – probably a couple of seconds she realised that her mother’s lips felt so different to all the countless times she’d kissed her before. They felt soft and stimulating and she realised that she didn’t want to pull away. She had no real idea what was going on but she was enjoying this new affirmation of her mother’s love and attention. She returned the kiss and couldn’t help herself; her lips parted almost automatically. She’d recognized from her very early teens that her sensuality ran hot just below her skin and she could now feel herself becoming excited by something that she couldn’t fully work out yet. And something else – she realised that her mum had got dressed specifically for her – she certainly wasn’t wearing stockings and heels before she climbed the stairs to bed!

Sherry had survived the first few seconds! Zoe hadn’t pulled away in revulsion and she hadn’t laughed at her. But she had felt that imperceptible push of Zoe’s lips towards her, sufficient to open her own mouth lightly. She felt bolder and extended her tongue very slightly, at the same time letting her left hand drop to rest lightly on Zoe’s right breast. Oh, the thrill, the need she’d had for years to do that! And now, heaven – she felt the tip of her daughter’s tongue meeting hers, actively seeking it out. The power that coursed through her ikitelli escort bayan veins at that moment; she felt on fire!

Suddenly the game changed for Zoe. She loved attention and she loved being loved. It had also been too long since someone new had excited her. It was hugely shocking in a way that it was her mum. But also comforting. They’d always been more like sisters with one another (although surely that didn’t make it right either?) and they’d both enjoyed a closeness that others often remarked upon. The initial surprise was already over and she was starting to enjoy the unexpected enjoyment. Never before had her tongue touched her mother’s; never before had they kissed in such a way. And now she felt the delicate, hesitant touch on her breast. Wow; this is getting serious… The question was: did she want it to stop and if she did how could she do it without causing huge embarrassment and perhaps lasting awkwardness? It must have taken a huge effort for her mum to have got this far and one day Zoe would find out what triggered the interest. She genuinely had not seen it coming.

But she already knew the answer. And it was yes. She loved her mother more than anyone else, and trusted her similarly. She was touched that her mother must have risked all to express her love for her in this way. And finally – and for the moment, most importantly – she knew that she was becoming excited by the newness of it all. She’d never had a physical relationship with a woman before, although she’d been tempted and intrigued a couple of times. It’s not often in your life that you’re given the opportunity to try something completely new and risky – why not lie back and enjoy it?

Except that she knew that she couldn’t just stay passive for long. It would be unfair to make her mum take the lead all the time and, anyway, she wasn’t a passive girl! So, whilst making sure that their lips didn’t separate, she slowly turned and stood up from the stool. Sherry’s hand slipped from her breast and held her gently around her waist, the other now on the back of her neck. Zoe was slightly shorter than her mother anyway; more so because of the high heels. But she loved angling her head back and returning her mother’s kiss – with a lot more passion now. Their mouths were fully open and their tongues could not find enough of each other. Sherry started to moan very quietly, more like a kitten purring, and she was pressing her lips hard into her daughter’s mouth.

Zoe slipped her hands inside her mother’s kimono (so soft, so sensual!) and gently eased it back over her shoulders, letting it slip erotically down her body to land in a pool of dove-grey silk around those shiny black high heels. Without intending to, Zoe broke off the kiss to enjoy the results of her handiwork – her mum was stood in front of her, resplendent in matching deep plum and cream lacy lingerie with expensive nearly-black stockings and those gorgeous shoes. And it was all hers to play with!

There was a silence as they’d stopped kissing. They both felt as if they were watching the whole thing in a film. Zoe felt quite the little daughter, standing in un-matching bra and thong in front of her immaculate and attractive mother. The effect was reinforced by the difference in height because of the highest heels she’d ever seen her mum wearing. For her part Sherry was living a dream. She’d been braver than ever before in her life and her little girl was stood waiting for her. She’d got through the first few seconds and Zoe’s response had emboldened her.

Her mum had taken a risk and Zoe knew she ought to say something. She got up on the tips of her toes and kissed her mother again, lightly. “Wow, mum; I’ve never seen you like this before. You’re so sexy – I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off you!” She put her arms around Sherry’s waist and pulled her gently towards her, turning her head and resting it on her mother’s bosom.

Sherry’s legs nearly gave out again. Had she ever heard anything so exciting and frightening? She now knew that the night would follow a course that could only end in passion and pleasure – and with her darling little girl!

But they couldn’t just stand her like this for ever. And to Sherry’s delight it was Zoe who made the next move. She spent a few seconds gently brushing the backs of her hands against the soft lace of that beautiful bra before reaching behind to undo it. Sherry felt a stab of excitement – only men had done that before! And the selfish discovery that Zoe was nervous – her hands were slightly shaking as she fumbled with the catch on the bra. “Blimey mum; sorry. I’ve never undone a bra this way round before!” Sherry could have said something; could have helped her daughter. But it was so thrilling to feel her fingers trying to undress her. Knowing that her daughter wanted to play with her breasts. And were they ready to be played with…

Zoe slipped her hands under the shoulder straps of the bra and slipped them over Sherry’s shoulders, letting it fall to the ground to join the kimono. And her face was a picture. She paused for a few seconds before cupping her mother’s breasts in her hands, feeling their weight. They were bigger than she remembered but still very full and round, hanging slightly but without losing their shape. And the nipples were so hard and dark puckered with arousal.

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