Part One
Claire discovered the dildo when she was tidying Amy's room; it was under her mattress in a plastic bag. She tried to be horrified but of course she wasn't; she had spent quite some time searching, or 'prying' might be a better word, before she found it and for some minutes she sat on her daughter's bed feeling guilty at what she had just done with the unwrapped offending item in her hands- then she licked it.
She could taste pussy juice on it; Amy's pussy juice she assumed and now she put it in her mouth and sucked. Kneeling on the bed she yanked her panties down to her knees then leaned forward so she could fuck herself doggy style with her daughter's dildo. It was big and she thought of Amy, in her room stuffing it up her pussy. The vision got her even wetter and she fingered herself before pulling the dildo from her mouth and sliding it in to her vagina. It went in so deep and she felt so full but after a half dozen strokes she was twisting it, angling it this way and that in an attempt to satisfy the craving she felt.
The dress she wore was pulled up to her waist with her butt bare but it was annoying now and she used her spare hand to pull it all the way over her head then reached back to undo the clasp on her bra and let it slide down her arms leaving her nude.
She knelt with her forehead on the bed, her ass up in the air, the dildo alone deep in her pussy and fantasized the situation of Amy coming home and discovering her like this. Before she could move she had the first orgasm. She took hold of the dildo and pounded herself achieving one orgasm after another and leaving the duvet cover more than a little damp.
Now, though, she lay on her tummy and let the delicious thoughts of Amy finding her run through her mind. Not that she would, of course, mothers don't do that. All the same it was nice to dream sometimes...
She snapped out of her reverie and stripped the wet cover off the inner taking it to the laundry. A new cover from the hot water cupboard on the inner and she worked out her excuse- top came off her drink bottle. Then she realized- the dildo. It had had Amy's juices on it when she found it but now it had hers- lots of hers. She put it in her mouth and savored her juices as she sucked it clean. Too clean perhaps so she wiped it against her pussy to get some more juice on it then put it back in the plastic bag and slipped it back where she remembered finding it.
Still horny as fuck she stayed naked while she finished the housework. She considered staying nude for when Amy got home from Community College but it was an idle fancy and she chickened out putting a tee shirt and shorts on then going to the kitchen to get afternoon tea ready for Amy and which ever friend she brought home.
Amy arrived home from Community College with her usual friend Melissa, and, after bursting in to the kitchen through the back door, demanded to know what there was to eat cause she and Melissa were starving. Claire allowed herself a little smile as she thought of what she'd like them to eat then pulled the tray of chocolate chip cookies out of the oven.
"Oh hi Melissa, hello darling," she said sweetly to her daughter, '. Let me see, I thought you might have company Hon so I've got a fruit smoothie each in the refrigerator plus I've done a tray of blueberry muffins, these chock chip cookies and there's actual real fruit as well if you're that hungry."
"Sit at the table guys and I'll bring it all over."
They sat in stunned silence; was this perfect Mom the depressing shrew of a mother they were both used to? In the kitchen Claire pottered away frantically trying to eavesdrop. They talked quietly though; giving nothing, nothing of interest, away so Claire excused herself and went down to her bedroom just to have a rest on her bed for ten minutes or so.
It was no use; she was still too darned horny and as she lay on her side her fingers slid under the waist band down to her cunt and she rolled onto her back with her legs flopped open as she frigged herself imagining what the girls would be getting up to behind Amy's door.
They were in there now, she had heard the door shut and she tried to imagine what Melissa's looked like. They all seemed to shave these days; Amy sure did and the few times she had seen it Claire had just wanted to dive into it and lick her dry. So with the fantasies to fuel her imagination she frigged herself under her shorts and came. In fact this time she gushed.
"Bugger," she thought pulling the satin shorts off along with the tee shirt which was also a bit wet. Naked again she opened her door slightly to check. Good; Amy's door was shut. Claire could have got something out of her drawer or wardrobe but this was more exciting; she would walk naked past Amy's room down and along to the kitchen- the laundry area was off that.
She could feel the goose bumps on her skin as she eased out from the safety of her room and stood naked in the hallway. Amy's door was still closed but as she reached it she could hear them talking excitedly.
"Well what else explains it?" She heard. "This is your Mom's dress, see...here. Smell that...that's pussy, your Mom's pussy juice on her dress and this duvet cover is new on since this morning you said..."
"She found it, bet she did."
Transfixed Claire stood naked outside the door -- she had forgotten about her dress! Meanwhile the girls continued with their detective work.
"She put it the other way round!" she heard Amy say and the sharp intake of breath from Melissa in reply.
"It's wet, lick it. Go on; I dare you to."
There was a pause then Melissa's voice.
"Go on, I dare you, lick the dildo. Oh come on Amy! You lick it after you've used it on me!"
Another pause then she heard the sound of someone, Amy she hoped, sucking noisily on something- presumably the Dildo while Melisa gasped and said a long and fascinated sounding.
"Oh my God."
Then she heard "yum' followed by a silence then more noisy sucking sounds and Melissa's voice saying "ooh yummy. Your Mom tastes nice."
"Yeah, I wonder if we could sneak up and watch her, you know doing it."
There was a gasp then the giggles and suddenly Claire saw the door knob turn. She had to go, there was only one way and that was towards the kitchen as the way back to her room was visible from Amy's doorway. As she hurried, treading as quietly as she could, she realized she had left her bedroom door open. By now she felt safe, in the kitchen and she went through into the enclave that was the laundry to put her dirty clothes in the bucket to soak.
"Mom," she heard Amy call.
They were at her bedroom door then she heard the foot steps coming down the hallway towards her and she had no where to hide and then they were there and they were wearing clothes and she wasn't.
Both of them were grinning and Amy was holding the dildo.
Claire blushed; she had been caught dead to rights and felt utterly humiliated. It was nothing like the huge rush she had fantasized; instead she felt embarrassed and dirty. Imagine being discovered like this by her daughter and her friend. There was nothing sexual about this, that was for sure, just unbearable humiliation.
She did her best to cover herself and had her face down too so she wouldn't have to look them in the eye. Feeling so ridiculous; all she wanted now was to get some clothes on and at least look respectable again but that didn't seem likely to happen-. they had reached out, both of them, to pull her hands away and now she faced them totally exposed.
And she looked so miserable. Suddenly Amy felt protective. It was her Mom there. Yes her Mom looking utterly ridiculous for sure but it was still her Mom and she looked so sad and Amy realized with a start that she didn't want that. She hated seeing Mom like that; feeling so stupid and now she wanted to shut the world out so it could be just them.
She put the stupid dildo on the bench and moved quickly to her, wrapping her arms round her silly naked mother to squeeze her as hard as she could.
"It's OK," she whispered and the sad little figure she was hugging shook then burst into tears.
Melissa silently made her farewells; getting her bag and pulling the back door to after backing out with a final wave for them both.
And then they were on their own.
Claire, who was still wanting to get dressed, wondered how long Amy wanted to cuddle her. Not that there was any reason why she should after she had found out her mother was snooping on her and doing disgusting things to herself to say nothing of wandering around the house stark naked. Like what normal mother would do that?
Amy had been caressing her, stroking her hair and across her shoulders as she cuddled her and that had been nice but now the hand was caressing further and Claire knew she shouldn't encourage it; but it was nice and despite her misgivings she raised her arms to clasp her hands behind Amy's neck while Amy continued to use her left hand to caress her body.
It has strayed down to Claire's butt and Amy seemed to like having her hand there. Claire tensed then relaxed; she liked it there too.
"I love you."
Claire had been relaxed in Amy's hug when the words hit her- right out of the blue "I love you."
She felt the tears coming back and blinked hard to stop them. Even so she couldn't speak managing just a nod and a teary little smile.
"It's just us really, isn't it?"
"Oh God yes!" Claire wanted to shout but she wasn't up to doing that so she looked up into her daughter's eyes made another little smile and nodded.
Amy kissed her- on the lips. Not a great big French kiss. No, but it was still a kiss that meant something. Then she pressed her cheek against Claire's and whispered in her ear.
"I'm glad Melissa's gone- so we can be alone."
Her voice was husky, breathy and the hand cupping Claire's butt cheek squeezed- hard..
"Do you," Claire finally managed to ask.
The hand moved around and over Claire's hip then across and settled over her shaven pussy.
"Yeah."
"Me too."
"I want a real kiss now," Amy kissed the tip of her Mom's nose with that then parted her lips and waited. Claire's lips came forward and latched on to her daughter's. Now she showed the passion she felt for Amy as she kissed her.
"This is so wrong," she managed before going back into her kiss.
"Yeah; dreadful."
"I don't want to lead you astray."
"Lead me what? Catch up is more like it."
