Mid-summer and outside it was scorching; hottest weather in years according to the weatherman on my transistor. It was even hotter in our small apartment. The air conditioning was broken, well that's what I had told my eighteen year old daughter Amber, and we were both nearly passing out from the heat. She looked plaintively at me and, giving her a resigned shrug I took the portable into my bedroom, shut the door and pretended to give the person on the line a really good talking to.
"It wasn't good enough"..."haven't you logged my calls?"..."Well can I speak to your supervisor?" and after a minute or longer I said a loud "thank you" and came out. She stood staring in wonder at me.
"They're snowed Hon. It's all those cheap Chinese Air Conditioning units breaking down everywhere, he says they have old people prioritized- four have had heat strokes so...?"
She looked horrified. I shrugged, sharing the helplessness she felt that these wonderful old people were dropping like flies in their apartments from the heat.
"I don't mind waiting Mom," she told me finally and I put my arms out for her. She came over for me to give her a motherly hug. She felt so nice in my arms, the body soft the skin so young and smooth against mine.
"Mind you we need to do something," I started.
She watched me as I put my thinking cap on, metaphorically of course, then had an idea.
"Hey, look I know this is going to sound really childish and I know you're a woman of the world but how about if we just have a cold shower then come out here still wet and stand on our towel maybe and I can put the fan on full bore and we can stand in front of it.
"And then have another cold shower and do it all again?" she asked with childlike wonder.
"It's too silly, isn't it?" I asked the resignation dripping from every word.
"No Mommy," she exclaimed giving me a squeeze ", it's a great idea. I'll go and get our costumes."
"Oh, well I was thinking we might just get bare- I'm game if you are?"
She stared at me and a look of absolute delight came over her face.
"OK, shall I turn the shower on and you do the fan?"
I pulled a face for her and then went to get the fan from my bedroom and put it on the kitchen bench facing into the lounge. Soon it was roaring away and my naked daughter came out giggling and dripping wet to stand in front of it and turn slowly as the draft and cold water combined to get her cooler. She did a turn for me and I gave her a shoulder wiggle as I was bent over to pull my shorts and motherly panties off. She grinned then threw her head back and did a model walk along, a turn then back, pouting all the way. I clapped furiously and leaned over slightly so she could see I was staring at her slit.
I wolf whistled and I got a little shoulder action from her then a shimmy as she pushed her pelvis forward. She was watching my face and suddenly it clicked that for me this wasn't a game.
"Mom? Mom are you looking at me?"
The moment of truth; Coleen had told me about it when she had done it with her girls.
"Yes babe, I shouldn't be looking like this but. Oh shit, you are just so beautiful like this."
I watched her face and she tilted her head to the side an expression of curiosity on her face; she was interested. Meantime I had stripped naked and was facing her with my legs spread just a bit more than usual. Now her eyes were glued to my pussy. Not that I was surprised as unbeknownst to her I had had mine waxed and pierced.
I waited for her eyes to come back up and meet mine.
"You like?" I asked her with a big grin on my face. The grin faded as I watched her face. She wasn't grinning anymore she was looking at me and without doubt she was looking at me. Wed hugged, a spontaneous action by us both, and kissed. No coy little pecks, full on the lips and her tongue sought mine. I needed a shower; I had got a whiff of my "down there" and, yeah, some soap would be helpful. So when we broke I pulled her towards the bathroom to stop her next move, well until I was a bit nicer to have her mouth and nose near.
She washed me from head to toe and did a real good job in my down there area. She got in too and turned the water from lukewarm to cold getting herself nice and wet again then made me have it all over me. We padded naked to the fan turning this way and that in the draft as we tried to ward off the effects of the heat in our apartment. Oh yeah right! We showed each other everything. I bent right over with my feet wide apart and pulled my butt cheeks apart then bent even further and pulled my pussy wide open. I could feel her breath on my skin and I wanted so much for her to touch me there. To run a finger or two down the center of my very wet cunt or poke a finger into my butt hole.
When I stood she turned away, bent right over so her face was between her legs so her cute pink butt hole and her slit were fully exposed for me. I crouched down and pulled her cheeks wider then pushed my tongue right out and licked her cunt all the way up to her clit. She clenched then relaxed moving her feet a little further apart.
It was her turn again, or mine, should I say and this time she went down on me. She was doing it so well I just relaxed and left her in charge as she fondled, probed and licked me to my first mother daughter orgasm. It was only when she was sucking my cum out that it struck me- how come she was so good at it?
"Sweetheart," I said to the sweet little head down at my pussy.
"Uh Huh," she replied clearly not wanting to move her lips any further from my wet pussy than she absolutely had to.
"You're really good at this."
"Thanks, I've done it a lot with Jenny" (Uh oh! One of Colleen's daughters.) "and we did her mom a few times as well."
I pulled her head on tight against my pussy when I heard that.
