Being the single mother of a girl is never easy, but with my daughter, I'll call her Poppy, it was so easy. She was always a very happy child. The only time she fussed or was unhappy was when she was sick or very sad. Anytime this happened, I would always say, "Come let Mommy take care of you", and I would cook her favorite meal, read her a story or watch her favorite show, as she got older we would talk and I would even hold her and cuddle her until she fell asleep, even through her teenage years.
Poppy decided to go to a local college but live in the dorms. It wasn't required since she was local, but she wanted to experience dorm life. After two months of dorm life, Poppy came home to visit one weekend very angry. Apparently, her roommate had been moving her things, throwing things away, and just making dorm life hell for my girl.
After she vented for awhile, I did what I always do and said, "Well it's a good thing you're home. Let Mommy take care of you. What do you want for dinner?"
"Can we have tacos?" Poppy asked. I knew my girl so well, I already had everything for her favorite meal in the fridge and told her of course. We cooked together after changing into some more comfy clothes.
I always noticed my daughter was beautiful. Her body was petite, she had this beautiful long, brown hair and these stunning green eyes. She was always dressing in tight, small clothes. Growing up in dance, that's what she was comfortable in. And being that it was just us girls, we often walked around in very little clothing so I always knew she had a beautiful body. I've had a baby and always been a thicker woman so I am curvy with large breasts and wide hips. I'm very comfortable with my body, and I've always made it a point to tell my daughter that all women are beautiful.
After eating dinner and cleaning up, I told Poppy I was going to take a shower then get in my bed and asked if she wanted to watch a movie. She happily agreed and ran off to take her shower. Usually when she's having a rough day I will rub her head while we watch a movie she chooses. After my shower, I put on some matching pajama shorts and tank top. Soon after getting into bed, Poppy finished up and came into my room. She was beautiful in her own tank top and shorts with her hair in a messy bun on her head. She snuggled into my bed and went about picking a movie while I started to run my fingers through her hair.
About halfway through the movie, I caught myself staring at my little girl's breasts. Watching them rise and fall as she breathed. On a whim, I started rubbing her tummy gently with my hand while I scratched her head with my other hand. She nuzzled her head against my breasts. My hand rubbing was dragging her top up so I went with it and gently glided my fingers on her bare tummy, slowly moving up toward her breasts.
With no protest, I very slowly raised her top over her breasts and began to fondle them. I slowly dragged my fingertips across her nipples and watched her body react. She let out a sharp gasp but never said no. I pinched her perfect nipples gently and then moved my hand to her chin, tipping her face up to look at me. Before I could stop myself, I was kissing my daughter. So many things were running through my head, how wrong this was, how she is my little girl. But I couldn't stop. She kissed me back immediately.
I sat up and pulled my daughter into my lap, our lips still entangled. I held her like I did when she was little and sucked on her tongue. She was moaning in pleasure. Before I knew it, her mouth was searching for my breasts. I took my top off and her lips immediately found my nipple. She always found nursing so comforting when she was little. I stared down at her adoringly while she sucked my nipples, "Yes, baby, nurse from Mommy. Let Mommy take care of you, sweetheart."
My hand wondered to her beautiful legs, and I parted them. I could see a wet spot on her grey shorts, so I gently started to rub there. I could hear her soft moans as she nursed. After suckling for awhile, I pulled her away from me and laid her back on the bed. "Mommy wants to take care of her girl," I told her while I was taking off her shorts.
Her pussy was beautiful. Perfectly waxed and smooth. I knew she got waxed regularly because we went together, but her pussy was a beautiful shade of pink. And it was so wet it was glistening. I moved back up her body and began to kiss her slowly. Then I kissed down her neck, stopping at her breasts to gently lick each of her nipples. She was in heaven, whimpering and moaning so softly.
I kissed down her belly and felt it tremble as I dragged my tongue down. When I finally got back to her pussy, her wetness was dripping out of her. I slowly picked up the drops of her juices with the tip of my tongue. Her body was shaking in anticipation. Finally, I used my tongue to circle her little clit, and she gasped sharply, lifting her hips up and begging for more. I couldn't hold back any longer.
I ate her beautiful pussy, using my tongue to slide in and out and feel how tight she was. I knew she was still a virgin, but she was incredibly tight. I circle her clit with my lips, driving her wild. Finally, I slid on finger inside her and massaged inside her pussy. She was gripping my finger with her pussy and gripping she sheets with her hands. Not longer after, I felt her sweet juices rush out all over my face, my sweet daughter cumming all over her mommy's face. I licked every drop I could up.
Wiping my face off, I moved up to her and we kissed passionately for so long while she massaged my tits. I knew she was working up the courage to do to me what I had just done to her. I pulled her away after a bit and told her she didn't have to. That Mommy was taking care of her, and I didn't expect it in return. I could see the mixture of lust and love in her eyes. My baby wanted to do this. Without saying another word, I laid down and she removed my shorts just like I did for her.
She stared at my pussy for a few moments, I could tell she was intrigued. She said, "Mommy, how do I make it feel good for you? You made me feel so good."
