Anna led Angela to the bedroom and had her lay back on the bed and close her eyes, pretending it was Mike with her. A year ago Angela would never have considered doing such a thing, but the new Angela, although cautious, was more than a little curious.
Anna spread Angela's legs and rubbed over the vulva with her thumbs, gradually opening her up. Her lips were short but Angela worked on them with her fingers before lowering her head. She kissed the outer lips and thrust her tongue between them. When she spread the vulva wide open she used the flat of her tongue, leisurely licking from vagina to clit. One hand snaked up and fondled a breast. Anna thought the vaginal entrance seemed a bit dry, so wet a finger liberally in her mouth before inserting it. With a finger probing inside the vagina and tongue playing with the clit Angela moaned and began to thrust her hips. Anna's tongue explored all the surfaces and she sucked on the large exposed clit. Angela moved her hips faster and thrust a fist in her mouth to stifle sound as she came with a shudder. Anna gradually backed off and stretched out beside Angela, caressing a breast.
Angela came down slowly and stroked her daughter's hair. "That was fabulous."
"Do you ever do it to yourself - with fingers or a toy?"
"I can't believe we're talking like this. Only rarely until I met Mike. Now I miss the real thing and sometimes I do resort to fingers or...or a vibrator."
Anna sat up. "You have a vibrator? What kind?"
"I don't know. Just a little thing. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I dropped it in my purse when I left the house. I'm wiped out right now, but if you're really interested you can go and get it."
Anna bounded into the living room and soon returned. "A pocket rocket! So easily concealed. So able to be used discretely." She turned it on and teased her own nipples with it. "I love it. Want to see mine?"
Anna rummaged in a bedside drawer and drew out what looked to Angela like a monster, but realized it was probably the size of an erect penis.
"Here, look at this."
"Goodness, I'd have to use a whole tube of lube to get that in."
"I have some if you'd like to try it out. Don't worry; I clean it after every use. This button turns on the vibrator."
A buzzing sound filled the room. "Now watch while I press this one." The tip of the penis began to move in a circle. "When it's inside it's sure to hit the G-spot. And look at this feature. See this thing sticking out? When you put it all the way in this thing hits your clit. On buzz mode it's heavenly. We can lube it up and you can try it out."
Angela held the device in her hand and studied it. She pressed the buttons and watched it move, and then handed it back.
"Very clever. Maybe someday I'll try it. Right now I'd rather have the real thing."
Anna laughed, tossed it back into the drawer and looked her mother in the eye. "My turn. Now you do me."
"What? I've never..."
"And I never until I tried it, either. Aren't you the least bit curious about it? If Mike is like most men he loves to do it. I know Don does. Don't you wonder what it's like for him? What does he find so fascinating? Come on, you've got me all horny. If you don't I'll have to pull Johnson back out of the drawer and use him right now. Want to watch?"
Angela considered. "Okay. I'll try it. Now tell me what to do."
"There's nothing to tell. Just do what you like. If you think of something else, try it. I'm always down for discovering new moves."
Anna stretched out with her head on a pillow, then drew up her legs and opened them. Angela studied the geography before her. She really hadn't ever paid attention to what 'down there' looked like. She traced the triangle of hair above the vulva. Anna's labia protruded and Angela touched them, causing them to enlarge even more.
"You're wet."
"Damn right I'm wet. I'm horny as all get out."
Angela experimented with touches and found when she used her fingers she could fold the labia open like flower petals. She sucked one lip into her mouth and rubbed her tongue over it, and her tongue became coated with a fluid that seemed to almost gush out, not tasting at all unpleasant like she thought it would. Anna sighed.
Angela tugged on each of the labia with her lips, and then took them both in her mouth at the same time. She kissed them like a mouth. She found the vagina and was envious at how much easier it was to slide her fingers slid in Anna's vagina than in her own. Her tongue teased the clitoral hood and worked below it to the treasure beneath. Anna squirmed and whimpered.
Angela was fascinated with the reactions she got from various sucking and tonguing moves. She worked her fingers in and out of the vagina vigorously while she licked and sucked. As Anna had done, she reached up and played with a breast - squeezing, rubbing and pulling on a nipple. She paused to move her mouth up to a breast, and took a nipple between her lips while continuing with fingers in the vagina.
Anna began to thrash. She repeatedly raised her head and slammed it back on the pillow and grunted. She gripped the bedcovers and began to buck. Angela at first thought to back off, but decided that this was what Anna wanted and moved back down to suck on the clitoris while working on the vagina and breast with her hands.
Anna cursed and shouted. Her legs kicked and her arms flailed about. Her body wound up like a tight coil and suddenly released. She cursed and tensed again and again. Each new reaction encouraged Angela to try new moves. Angela felt strong contractions around the fingers working in Anna's vagina. Anna's back arched and she let out one last curse before collapsing into a sweaty, gasping heap.
Angela withdrew her fingers and laid her head on Anna's heaving chest, listening to and feeling the pounding heart.
When Anna could speak she said "Fuck, mom. Where did you learn to do that? Are you sure you've never done it before? I swear, I rarely see stars, but I did just now. It felt like my head exploded and I was blasted over the moon and into the cosmos. That was some of the best sex I've ever had, man or woman. I thought Don was good but...damn!"
"It was certainly...interesting. Something I'd never considered before."
"We're going to do this again!"
"You're my daughter! It's bad enough we did it once."
"Bullshit. You said you feel like you're forty. I'm thirty something. That makes us close to the same age. Hey! When Don goes off on one of his business trips we could have a girl's night out! You know, dinner at a nice restaurant, some wine at home and then we'll see what happens. What do you say?"
"I don't know. Maybe. Let's just see how things play out. A lot is going to happen the next few months."
Anna turned and propped on an elbow. "Do you really think Don and I could buy the house? We'd love to be out of this one bedroom apartment."
"That would please me. But first things first."
The next several months were busy. The divorce was finalized, and the Asshole went quietly. As predicted it didn't take long for him to find a woman who thought he was a 'catch'. He still was rather handsome in a way and had a lot of money, accumulated since he had quit gambling. Angela thought to herself that some other woman could put up with his narcissism and him not paying attention to her.
Angela made an offer on the bungalow at the beach and it was accepted. That opened the door for Anna and Don to buy the old house, entirely in Angela's name since the Asshole's financial problems surfaced some years ago. When she sold it to them at below tax value they were ecstatic and planned to move in as soon as their apartment lease was up.
Through the winter Angela made several trips to the beach, meeting with contractors and overseeing the beginning of renovation and repair work. By the end of February the place was fixed enough for her to move in. She'd still have to work around painters and carpenters, and planned to tackle the yard herself, but at least she had a place of her own.
Anna came to visit her on a March weekend, after renovation of the second bedroom was finished. She helped Angela in the yard, preparing for Angela's grand design of shrubs and plants. At the end of the day she was exhausted and envious of how in shape and energetic her mother was.
Mike's reading at the bookstore was scheduled for Tuesday evening and Anna looked forward to checking out this Mike fellow.
They didn't have to wait until Tuesday, as they ran into Mike at a restaurant Sunday. Anna was astounded at how good-looking Mike was, and how he easily drew her into comfortable conversation. Mike also filled them in on some facts about his family.
"Angela, last time we were together I said I'd tell you about my father, Richard Shepherd, when we had time. We have time now. He was considerably older than my mother and died when I was about four or five. My mother was almost nine months pregnant with my sister Suzy. I got details from my mother and other family members who had come to know my father. They were all from his side of the family.
"It appears my father was very attractive to women even into his seventies - I've seen pictures of him - and because of his 'rules'. He apparently had two rules he went by when with women and never violated them. One was that 'no' and other such words meant exactly that, stopping whatever was going on. The other was that nobody had to do anything they were uncomfortable with. He claimed that the 'rules' built trust. He also apparently had quite a few sexual experiences, especially in college - like when he spent a weekend at the beach with five girls and satisfied them all. I heard about it from some family members who years later actually met some of the women. He apparently had skills when it came to pleasing women."
