It was just too perfect. Just way too damn perfect, hell it was bordering on idyllic. Nick Evercross and father were going away for a week, leaving mother and daughter alone for a lovely 168 hours. Oh how those endless days and nights were going to be filled with throaty moans and heated screams of passion as all sorts of sexual experiments were going to be performed on both Ariel and Judy. But let’s start from the beginning, shall we?
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As both Ariel and her mother waved their good-byes to Nick and Everett Evercross as they pulled out of the driveway, incestuous thoughts were fueling each of their imaginations. As the car barely disappeared over the concrete hill, Judy had already let a hand drift down to fondle and caress the silken and firm flesh of Ariel’s ass underneath that skirt hewn from silk. The hand had then, oh-so-devilishly, maneuvered its way down and up so that no silk was between hand and cheek. A gentle squeeze resulted in a soft moan from Ariel, this being the first time her mother had ever touched her in a sexual way.
The masturbation session of a few days back was still burning in the back of their skulls and had been repeated a few times, but no petting, fondling, or touching had been placed upon the others’ body. With this free week, that was all about to change. Together as one they turned and stepped inside, Judy extracted her hand painfully slow from its position on Ariel’s luscious bottom and retreated to her room with a small wink to Ariel.
“Darlin’, I need to take a nap and get rested for... tonight.” The word “tonight” was spoken in such a sultry tone that Ariel could not wait for their agenda for the evening to get underway.
Ariel nodded to her mother and stepped up to her, kissing her faintly on the cheeks as a hand nimbly raised and cupped one of those full breasts in her teenage hand, squeezing softly before removing herself from her mother, stepping to the couch to sit.
“I can’t wait for tonight, mom. I’m on fire!” Ariel exclaimed, a glance over her shoulder to her mother.
“Me too, Ariel, me too.” Judy whispered, taking one last look at her voluptuous daughter before retreating to her room.
Ariel watched her leave, loving the way those jeans hugged every enticing curve of her mother’s ass. She could not wait to get her hands on it. Of course it was torture to have to wait a few more hours, but she and her mother had planned that a few hours of abject patience would result in a week of fulfilled desires. And just picturing her mother on the kitchen floor once more, fingers slipping into her cunt in rapid fashion as moans ripped from her throat was more than enough for Ariel to place a hand over her dampening crotch, rubbing as she tried to calm her bubbling lust.
But she was no match for the flow of estrogen. She lifted her firm bottom from the couch and wiggled her hips as that silk skirt found its way on the floor, soon accompanied by that flimsy black thong. Blouse was unbuttoned and deposited onto the growing pile of clothes, followed closely by matching black bra. Splendidly naked, Ariel gave a content sigh as legs were spread, one finger dropping to caress her velvety lips, letting out small sighs of pleasure.
She took her thumb and forefinger and began to roll her clit around betwixt the two digits, her free hand being dropped, one finger gently parting her lips and entering into her heated tunnel, pumping slightly. A curious tongue continuously moistened her pink lips as her head was sunk deep into the couch; eyes slipping close as she let her lust for her mother out like water from a dam.
Her breasts heaved with the exertion of the manual pleasuring, breaths becoming intermittent. She gave a few soft moans before gyrating her hips with the tempo of that invading finger. Soon her sexual energy was increasing in pressure and with a few more expert jabs she gave a throaty moan before bucking her hips wildly,; spasmodically shifting her legs as her orgasm rolled over her like a wave. Cum began to leak out of her entrance as one of her most powerful climaxes rushed forth from her inviting cunt. She continued to thrash in the living room, unaware that her mother, being awoken from sleep by those lovely moans, had stepped into her line of vision and was immensely enjoying herself by the way her own fingers were darting in and out of her snatch.
Ariel, coming down from her orgasm, watched her mothers’ flying fingers bury themselves in her sopping mound, her eyes widening at the intensity her mother was utilizing in her masturbation session. Judy couldn’t hold back much longer and a shrill moan burst from her mouth as she tilted her head back, cum dripping from her slit and onto the floor to amass in a small puddle of sexual juices. Ariel watched her mother as she climaxed, her own fingers once more wandering south.
