Lorilei laid down next to her daughter and cradled her head to chest. Oh how to express what she felt in her heart. Rory closed her eyes and felt her mother's arms tighten around her. She loved the way her mom smelled. It was part of her mental imprint of "home" They would snuggle watching TV or at skate park in the winter. Her mom's smell was always the same.
"When I took you home you fed on me all night. I held you right here." Lorilei made a little heart around her nipple.
Rory listened to her mother's heartbeat and watch the finger circle the tiny, protruding nipple. She wanted to reach out and poke it. It was a silly thought, one that had never entered her mind before. There didn't seem any harm in it.
With one finger she poked at the nipple.
"Hey watch it down there. You start cuttin' teeth I'll ween ya," Lorilei said sarcastically.
Rory never wanted to leave. This was home. This is where she belonged. She knew soon she would have to leave though. A whole world was waiting for her to explore. And although her and her mom had plans to backpack across Europe, college would come first. There was so much she'd seen in movies, read in books, and masturbated to in GQ, Maxim, and Catholic Today. She thought about her mom. How she'd become her mom so young in life and raised her. She wished she could take the smell of home, the comforts with her.
Rory nuzzled deeper towards her mother. Trying to tell her how much she meant to her. She wrapped her arms around. Her chin lifted and she could feel her mom's nipple resting next to her nostril. Rory's eyes were closed. She raised her chin and put the nipple in her mouth. She licked it gently, almost not at all. It felt like a memory had returned to her. She licked with more of her tongue, opening her mouth wider. She started to suckle, taking more of the breast in her mouth. It just felt so right.
Lorilei gasped. Her daughter had started to breastfeed from her...again. She was unsure of what to feel. It didn't feel wrong, because they were both adults and she'd fed Rory to give her life. Time seemed to pause. Lorilei could feel her skin growing warmer. She watched Rory's head bob slowly, drawing her boob into her little mouth more and more. Lorilei's hand instinctively went to the back of Rory's head, bringing it closer. Rory sucked a little harder. It was a beautiful moment, Lorilei thought. She didn't want it to end.
But she was awefully warm.
The warmth was radiating from her thighs. It was growing toward her belly. She could feel moisture passing against her thighs. She was getting wet.
"Why?!" thought Lorilei
She realized it was because she had never been this close to her daughter. She wanted to give her all the love she could. Clothing, shelter, guidance had been given. The only space that hadn't was the physical. She thought about it some more. She'd given her soul to her child, but the physical was something that was taboo. She had given her "the talk", skirted around questions of masturbation and the appropriate pictures of your naked hand to send to boys. But what remained was a void. Lorilei wanted to give more.
Lorilei ran her hand along her daughter's thigh, pulling on the strap on the side of her cargo pants, to bring her closer. Rory did not relinquish her prize. Her hand moved to her mom's other breast and started to encircle it. Lorilei slowly unbuckled her daughter's belt, pinched the button open, and drove down the zipper. Tugging down the back of Rory's pants, Lorilei realized she wasn't wearing underwear. Rory's unshaven mound bubbled up from the seam. Lorilei's hand slid straight for it. Rubbing gently, she parted to the lips one at a time and found something unexpected -- dampness. Her daughter's panties were almost soaked to be specific.
Lorilei knew how to please a woman. Several drunked incidents with friends...living out of town...a distant cousin or two...but, anyway, she knew how. And now she would show her daughter.
Rory's head was spinning. She couldn't believe what was happening. Her mom had her pants open. Her mom pushed her closer to sucking on her nipple. Her mom's hands had discovered her wetness . Rory was about to feel ashamed. Until her mom's fingers found her pussy. Rory could hardly contain herself. She sucked harder, swirling her tongue around the nipple while flicking its doppelganger. Her mom's fingers found her clit. Rory almost faltered, but recovered and nibbled a little on the end of the nipple.
It was hard for Lorilei to take. It felt so good. She wanted to please her daughter, show her how much she loved her. She rolled Rory's clit between her fingers and felt two tiny orgasms zoom forth. Lorilei then put two fingers in her daughter. Rory's gasped, her mouth wide open. Lorilei locked eyes with her daughter as she began to finger her. Rory's pussy closed tight around the fingers. Cum was dripping all over Lorilei's hand as she moved it in an oscilating motion against her daughter's vagina.
Lorilei licked her daughter's cheek and bit her ear. Rory let go of the breast and opened her legs wider. The feelingt was unbelivable. Her mom made her cum and an orgasm was building between her legs. She pinched her own nipple, twisting it, letting go and pinching again. Rory's couldn't believe it still.
Her mom's hand went faster. Rory's pussy was gushing. Lorilei watched her daughter's body rise, her legs spread and her head thrown back. She looked her daughter in the eyes again.
"You gonna cum, sweetie?" she asked.
Rory nodded sharply, her teeth grinding together. She grabbed her mother's wrist and yanked it towards her pussy in an attempt to speed the motion. Lorilei smiled and increased the pressure and motion of her fingers. In the next instant Rory's lithe body locked. She yelped and grunted. Her pussy flooded all over her mother's arms and fingers. Rory lost her mind as her orgasm rolled over her. She felt her mother's fingers pounding inside her. Then, as soon as it had come, the storm was gone. Rory flung herself back onto the bed.
Lorilei blew a cool breath over the body of her defeated daughter. Her breath met the covering of sweat on her skin. Lorilei felt her hands covered in a thick coat of orgasmic fluid. She put her forehead to her daughter's and exhaled.
