Jealous Daughter
Christine looked at her picture with her daughter Amber. They were hugging and smiling while they were sitting in front of Champs Elysée in Paris on one of their nice trips together. Christine's ex-husband had taken that photograph when the couple still lived together. The woman sat on the couch thoughtfully as she caressed the photo. Now John had gone for two years, and her daughter had been so cold to her. Amber's performance in college wasn't the best either. Christine sighed thinking if she would ever get along with her daughter again and whether the girl would become kinder to her.
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Christine heard the doorbell. She thought that Amber had forgotten her key, so she walked to open the door for her daughter. It was not Amber, though. Christine was surprised to come across a tall blonde girl wearing a blue jacket and white pants, which the woman immediately found tacky. Despite the newcomer bad taste for clothes, Christine was stunned by that girl's immense beauty.
"Ms. Palmer? Are you Mrs. Palmer?"
"Yes, miss. What can I do for you?"
"My name is Lea Smith. I'd like to speak with you about your daughter Amber if I may. Can I come in?"
Christine was nearly shaking because she thought the girl was simply drop dead gorgeous. She tried to keep calm as she let Lea in.
"Have a seat," the host said as her visitor came in. "Would you like coffee?" The girl shook her head as both of then sat down: "What would you like to tell me about my daughter?"
"You won't be pleased to listen to this, Ms. Palmer. Amber has been really nasty to me recently. She looks at me with her friends and they laugh at me, they spread gossip about me as if I've dated almost half the guys in class. They say I do whatever men want me to do just to date them. In order words, Amber and her friends suggest I'm a
slut
. I am a decent girl, though, Ms. Palmer."
"Oh yes, I believe you. I know my daughter can be so cruel. Let me point out that you're beautiful, and that makes your classmates jealous. That's why they badmouth you."
Christine meant it. She was completely in awe of Julie's enormous beauty. The woman loved how Julie's beautiful blond hair spread over her shoulders. She was attracted to Lea's beautiful brown eyes and especially those thick lips. Christine thought they were so soft. She blamed herself for her sexual thoughts. The girl must have been twenty years old, that is, twenty-three years younger than she was. How could he be attracted to a girl old enough to be her daughter?
""So that's why I've come here, Ms. Palmer. I knew you would understand my problem, and I would like you to speak with your daughter. Please talk her into letting me alone," the girl pleaded approaching Christine's face.
"Please, don't talk so close to me, dear," the woman shivered and nearly pushed the girl away.
"Oh, forgive me. I think I am invading your personal space or maybe it's my breath."
"Yes, it's your breath, honey, but it's not what you're thinking because your breath smells like flowers. I think you are aware that you're extremely attractive." Christine was surprised at herself. Why had she said that? She came to the conclusion that she could no longer restrain herself from saying what she felt after all the time she had repressed her feelings, especially when she had a goddess in front of her.
"Is it serious that you find me attractive and my breath smells like flowers, Ms. Palmer?" Lea smiled happily at the compliment. It was evident that the girl had a low self-esteem in spite of her beauty: "Wow, I wish men would say these things to me naturally instead of being afraid of my rejection."
"Darling, I've already warned you not to come near me," the woman groaned and stared at Lea. Christine concluded that this gorgeous girl had come for a reason. Now she wasn't going to refrain from trying out those juicy lips. She put her hands on Lea's chest and kissed her on the mouth. Both female lips locked so deeply that Lea took a while to have a reaction. Her eyes widened and only after Christine started to moan on her mouth did Lea push the woman away. Christine knew her daughter's classmate might make a scene, but she thought that delicious kiss would be worth any scandal.
"Ms. Palmer what did you do for heaven's sake?" Shouted the girl wiping her mouth that had just been kissed by that older woman.
"I am so sorry, my dear. It's just that you're so beautiful. Please forgive me."
"I don't know what to say. I mean, so you are a lesbian!"
"No, I'm not a lesbian or else Amber wouldn't have been born. I'm just curious. I hope this little incident is going to be just between us. I'm even willing to pay for your silence."
Lea was still in shock. She was sure the woman was a little crazy. Suddenly an idea popped into the girl's head, combined with a certain curiosity she had. She ran her hand sensuously through her hair and said: "I don't want your money, Ms. Palmer. But I promise not to say anything to anybody if you... Well, since you think I'm so beautiful, I thought you wouldn't mind giving me oral sex."
Christine's heart pounded and she smiled stroking that pretty girl's cheek:
"Oh, but of course, dear. And I would love to kiss you again."
"No, Ms. Palmer, I want you to suck my
Gina
." The girl got up and took off her jeans. Christine opened her mouth in wonder at Lea's beautiful thighs. The girl took her panties off and spread her legs:
"Oh, gee, you shave it off. It's the most beautiful flower I've ever seen. Say, are you still virgin?"
"Of course I am despite your naughty daughter's slurs. Let's not talk about that bitch, though. My
flower
is all yours, Ms. Palmer." Lea sucked her own finger in a sensual manner.
"I promise I'll talk to Amber, dear" Christine was so horny that she did not mind that Lea had just berated her daughter, and she looked fascinated as she lowered her face to that beautiful pussy. When her mouth reached that honeypot, she began licking it like a female in heat. She approved that wonderful vagina as it had the smooth, clean taste of a princess.
"Oh, Ms. Palmer, lick it some more and don't stop until I say so, okay?"
"You're my guest, honey. Your
lily
is just a dream come true. But don't call me Ms. Palmer; it's Chris, please since we're so intimate now."
"All right, Chris. That feels great," said Lea taking her cell phone and pointing to the woman's head while she was licking her clit. The girl smiled as she started filming the whole action and she thought mischievously; "Oh, Amber, dear, you have no fucking idea what your mama is doing to me. Now I'm going to get back at you for good, oh, yes, I am!"
Christine started sucking that beloved pussy, oblivious that she was being filmed. When Lea thought she had shot enough, she hid her cell phone and said:
"I guess it is enough, Ms. Palmer, I mean, Chris. I have to go now."
"Oh, darling, but I want to make you cum. It's the least I can do after my daughter was so mean to you."
"She won't be anymore, I assure you," Lea smiled as she caressed the woman's hair. "Now I
gotta
go."
Christine tasted Lea's pussy juices as she moved her tongue and watched her lover put on her pants. When she walked the girl to the door, she begged for another kiss, but Lea said she was late and left. Christine was upset that her princess was in such a hurry, but then she went into the bathroom and touched herself while imagining kissing sweet Lea.
The next day Amber came home, made a fuss, insulted her mother, and almost broke something. Christine was puzzled by her daughter's anger and cried:
"What's the matter, Amber? Why are you so mad?"
