My Daughter's a Stud, Ch. 01
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This chapter contains suggestions of incest, and later chapters will portray explicit incestuous relationships.
In this Chapter, a young woman confesses to her mother just how much she loves to have sex with other girls...
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Eva's breaths were coming hot and heavy, her eyes laser focused on the supple backside staring back at her from her mattress. A cacophony of brainless moaning poured out from the pretty young woman Eva had pinned face down into the bedspread as she confidently bucked her strap-on into her lover. Eva smiled in self-satisfaction at every delighted sound and uncontrollable shiver along the girl's spine that was let loose with each of her own masterful thrusts.
"I can tell you're feeling much more relaxed now. It's so much easier to get my big, fat dildo all the way into your pussy." Eva purred sensually across her little pet's spine.
The girl on the receiving end couldn't answer, only continued to burble mindlessly happy sighs and wails as her lover proved her point.
"I told you, didn't I? I know how to fuck better than any boyfriend you've ever had." Eva hissed as she tightened her grip on the girl's hips and ground her fake phallus just a little rougher along her sensitive channel, drawing another blissfully tortured groan from her.
"Come on baby, I wanna hear you say it."
With another powerful buck of her hips, and another helpless squeal from the well-bedded woman, the girl tangled up in the sheets had little she could possibly do besides listen to and obey Eva's demand.
"Yessssss! It's sooo good! I want you keep fucking me like this forever!" The girl groaned out in total submission.
Eva smirked as sweat beaded on her forehead. "I know you do, and you're gonna get everything you want and more."
But just as Eva was about to pick up her pace and really finish off her night's lover, her phone started to ring. In almost any other case Eva would gladly ignore a call to focus on fucking such a ravishing lady as this, but there were a few things that could make her pause her beloved labor, and one such thing was a call from her mother.
Hearing the specific ringtone reserved for her parent, Eva didn't hesitate to pull herself free from her lover's gripping cunt and fell back on her haunches, the girl giving a sudden very confused and very disappointed sigh while everything below her neck continued to quiver. The girl pulled her face from the mattress and cast an almost despairing look back just in time to see Eva smiling down at the ringing phone in her hands.
"H-Hey...w-what are you?..." The nameless girl started to whine, but Eva easily silenced her by gently running her fingers through the girl's sopping wet lips, stifling her with an agonized moan from the unsatisfying teasing. Eva then shifted along the bed until she was sitting closer towards the girl's head, then lovingly slipped her pussy-dipped fingers inside the girl's mouth.
"Sorry hun, some things you just can't ignore."
As the girl passively and quietly suckled on Eva's fingers, the woman finally answered the call that was apparently so much more important than her own primal delights. "Hey mom!" She answered cheerfully, her voice not at all betraying the breathlessness her activities had left her in.
"Hi sweety, I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" Her mother's voice came sweet as ever over the phone, totally oblivious as to what was going on at the other end.
"Not at all, I'm happy to talk." Eva replied as she merely gave a coy look to her submissive lover.
"Well I don't have long to talk right now. Actually I wanted to ask if you were free this weekend? I was hoping you could stop by so we could talk about some things then."
"Definitely. Should I stop by around noon this Saturday?"
"Sounds perfect. See you then sweety, love you."
"Love you too."
The quick exchange finished and her date for the weekend set, Eva thumbed her phone off and reset her whole attention on the girl she currently had dancing on her fingertips. Slipping her fingers out of the sweet little thing's mouth, Eva bent over to replace them with a soft kiss on the lips, running her fingers teasingly along the girl's body as she tossed her phone away.
"Sorry about that babe, but thanks for your patience." Eva sighed in a sultry apology.
"You know. I kinda thought I'd be through with parents interpreting my playtime since I graduated high school and moved out." The girl, no longer on the verge of orgasm, managed to sarcastically joke.
However, to answer that a newly invigorated Eva got a much more predatory grin as she scooched back down towards the girl's ass and brought her hand down harshly on the cushy cheek, grabbing it possessively to her obvious delight
"You've got more of a mouth than I expected. I'd better remind you why you're in my bed in the first place." Eva growled hungrily as she slipped her plastic pleasure-rod back inside the sexy little slut.
Eva Baudelaire was a woman as confident as she was beautiful, the kind of woman who knew exactly what she liked and what she wanted, and there were few things in the world she loved more than bedding a beautiful woman and teaching her what it really felt like to fuck. That said, one of the few things she did love more than a night of impassioned lesbian sex would be her mother.
From the time she was a little girl to even now in her mid-twenties as a dedicated career woman, she always loved her mother dearly, intensely so, to the point where after she discovered her sexuality she couldn't help but pine after her own mother, although she obviously realized that was an impossibility. But oh well, at least she had plenty of company to help fill that void in her heart, and the constant wailing her current lover was gracing her with was a nice reminder of that fact.
Eva relentlessly railed against the pretty young woman's pussy until she forced her deep into a thrilling orgasm, the girl crying out in unrestrained pleasure from her first ever lesbian experience, one Eva knew would be far from the last.
As she pulled her favorite toy from the hot body still trembling from orgasm, Eva thought to herself that although her mother would never be quite the thing she wanted her to be, while she'd never have the chance to embrace her mother in such a carnal way as she was doing right now, she'd still always be happy to be a part of her life, and keep her mother a part of her own. She'd have a nice time with her mother this Saturday, plus the latent desire that such meetings always left her with meant that she'd be ready for some serious sex to fill that emotional hunger, and that would definitely make for a fun night later on.
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Next Saturday
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The weekend having finally come, Eva was just getting into her car to go and meet with her beloved mother. As she started the engine her phone buzzed, and as she opened it she saw she had just received several texts from a handful of her most recent Sapphic hookups.
One read,
'OMG had sooooooo much fun last Wednesday. When's the next time we're gonna get a chance to meet up?!?!'
The next confessed,
'Holy shit, me and Emily never guessed a girl could make love like that! Glad you convinced us both to try something new, lol. Maybe next time we should both invite a couple more friends and see just how wild things can get?'
But for as big a grin as those two messages brought to Eva's face, it was the third, a voice message actually, that really grabbed Eva's attention, and especially her arousal.
'Hey Eva, know its' early but I was just really excited to call you. I... talked everything over with my husband and we both agree, we want you to impregnate me. The things you did to me the last time we were together, the things you said... uh, well, anyway, I'll be... o-ovulating in a couple of weeks, so maybe we should schedule another... meeting. Gosh, you can probably tell how nervous I still am, but maybe getting in bed with you again will help put me at ease? Anyway, call me back when you get the chance.'
Eva felt no small deal of pleasure in reading those texts, and they'd definitely be getting some return calls later that evening. And that third message, she was already salivating at the prospect.
Heart fluttering and her grin splitting her face from ear to ear, Eva managed to pull it together enough to at least pull her car out of the driveway and begin the short ride to her parents' home. Although she couldn't help but already start imagining the fun little trysts she now had promised to fill the next couple weeks at least.
Now, professionally speaking, Eva was a schoolteacher by trade, or at least that's all her taxes would show. But in her private life there was something she was much, much prouder to call herself; in every sense and without embellishment, Eva considered herself a real Lesbian
Stud
. She didn't just absolutely love having sex with other girls, she