We stayed in bed snuggled together, until we both had to tend to our morning needs. I put my long t-shirt back on and met mom in the kitchen, as she was preparing tea. She had always preferred earl grey tea over coffee and I had followed suit. The kettle was on the stove, as she was leaning over the counter looking through our recipe album trying to decide on what to cook for breakfast. She had thrown on a similar baggie t-shirt that let the bottom of her ass cheeks peak out and showed off her amazing breasts. I smiled as I walked up behind her and hugged her gently.
She moaned into my touch, as she leaned back into me and said, "Any ideas on what you would like to eat, baby girl? And by that I mean actual food."
She said that last part teasingly referring to my feasting on her pussy when we had woken up earlier. She shoved her ass back into me as we both giggled. She then turned around and I hummed as I laid my head against her chest, continuing to hug her as I thought. As I was thinking, I suddenly asked "Mom, not that it really matters to me, but how did that start last night? All I remember is waking up and...sort of..."
I was unable to finish my question or the description, but thankfully mom cut in and said "I think you mean that you woke up humping my leg, rubbing your wet pussy up and down my thigh, and rubbing your mother's clit."
I nodded, embarrassed and said "Yeah, that."
She laughed and soothed me, saying "Never be embarrassed for last night or this morning. It was wonderful. But to answer your question, you started that last night, young lady. I woke up to my beautiful young daughter molesting me in my sleep, naughty girl that she is. I'm just glad I had you sleeping in bed with me, I think we both really needed the release. Plus, now we have the rest of the weekend to ourselves. Who knows what we will get to do to each other."
She then kissed me deeply, as we let out hands roam over each other's bodies. I moaned into the kiss, again thinking of what was to come. We broke the kiss, and I again laid my head against her chest as she held me close. We finally decided on omelets and busied ourselves with gathering the ingredients. We had chosen our preferences and added them all together in a big mixing bowl, while the pan warmed up on the stove. I took this opportunity to tease her peaking ass cheeks, as she tried to concentrate on mixing up the omelets.
Huffing at my behavior, she said over her shoulder "Haven't I always taught you not to harass me while I am cooking, you dirty horny girl?"
I giggled at her as I continued to caress her lovely pale ass, saying cheekily "But mom, you aren't actually cooking right now. You're just mixing. Besides, I'm really not doing anything."
She turned around and mock glared at me, as she handed me the mixing bowl and said, "Ok, then Ms smart ass, you pour the omelets in the pan and I'll pour us some tea."
I smiled bashfully, as I took the mixing bowl from her and walked to the stove. I poured the mix into the pan and made sure everything was evened out as it settled and began cooking. I heard her pouring us some tea and place the kettle back on the stove. I wasn't really paying attention to her, so I jumped and yelped when mom suddenly placed her hands on my ass cheeks and gripped them tightly in her hands. She then leaned forward and whispered huskily in my ear, "You bad naughty little girl. Playing with your mother's ass as I'm trying to prepare our breakfast. Maybe I should give you a spanking. But then again, maybe I should do something else. Now you be a good little girl and mind the omelets. Don't let them burn or mommy will be upset. You don't want to make mommy upset, now do you baby girl?"
I felt my pussy become extremely wet, as she said this all in her most sexual voice in my ear. I breathed out, "No, mommy. I don't like making you upset. I'll be a good girl."
Mom moaned deeply as she ground her crotch against my ass. She then bit my ear gently and said, "Mmmm...I do so enjoy it when you are naughty, but right now you need to concentrate on cooking."
I mumbled out an affirmative answer, as I felt her slide her body down until she was on her knees behind me. She flipped the bottom of my shirt up, exposing my ass to her. I sighed as I felt her lips place ender kisses across my ass cheeks. I moaned loudly as I felt her lightly bite each cheek. I forced myself to continue to watch the omelets, as I felt her warm breath against my skin. I flipped the omelets over in the pan, as mom then spread my ass cheeks and ran her tongue from my dripping wet pussy, up across my asshole, and ending at my tailbone.
She moaned as she brought her tongue back to my asshole and began licking and teasing my puckered hole. I breathed in deeply as I enjoyed her warm wet tongue licking my asshole. I then squeaked when I felt her tongue sliding into my asshole. I moaned out a surprised, "Mom!" as she forced her tongue deep into my ass. I had never felt anything like this before. I knew that some girls at school had tried anal sex with their boyfriends. Some of them had admitted to enjoying the experience and some had hated it. No one I had spoken to had ever had any experience rimming or being rimmed. I had seen it done in porn and I had enjoyed watching two girls get off from having their assholes tongued, but I had never thought that I would be enjoying it this much or that my mother would be moaning in pleasure as she stuck her tongue up my asshole.
I again forced myself to check the omelets and found them to be almost ready, but I refused to say anything that might make mom stop what she was doing. I cried out when I felt her slide a hand between my legs and begin to finger my pussy and rub my clit, as she continued to rim my tight young asshole. I will admit to being slightly jealous of her. I found myself wanting to see what it was like to rim my mom. I closed my eyes and pictured my face pressed between her lovely ass cheeks as I pressed my tongue deep into her asshole. I imagined the sounds she would make when I tongue fucked her ass.
I brought myself back to the present by shear force of will and took the omelets off the stove once I realized they were done. I left them in the pan so they would stay warm, as I was able to now fully enjoy this new pleasure my mother was giving me. I let out another moan, as her tongue delved even deeper into my ass than before. Her fingers were slowly fingering deep into my pussy as she continued to rub my clit. I involuntarily pressed my ass back into her face, desperate for more depth. Mom moaned deeply, as she began to lick my insides from side to side and up and down.
I threw my head back and moaned deeply, as her talented tongue drove me insane. Mom was right, there was a lot that I didn't know about pleasing the female body, but I was very interested in learning everything mom could teach me. I felt my asshole clench around her tongue, as her fingers hit my g-spot again. Mommy was really good at finding my special spot. I had never been so stimulated in any of my sexual encounters, as I had when I was at the mercy of my mother's talented tongue and fingers. I moaned out again as she gently pinched my clit between her fingers.
I felt so hot and dirty, as my mom continued to rim my asshole deeply, finger fuck my wet pussy, and rub and pinch my clit. I felt my knees shake and had to grab onto the counter for stability, as my pleasure skyrocketed. I licked an bit my lips and closed my eyes, as my orgasm built quickly. My breath caught in my throat and I whimpered pitifully, as mom withdrew her tongue from my asshole and let go of my pussy and clit. She then stood up behind me and grabbed us two plates and forks, as she acted like nothing had happened. I stood there panting and almost crying in need of my denied orgasm, as she placed or omelets on plates and grabbed us some napkins.
She then handed me my plate nonchalantly and stared at me, as I gaped at her with wide eyes. She stood there holding my plate out in front of me and finally said, "Come on, sweetie. We need to eat these before they get cold."
I tried to form any sort of argument or complaint, but my lust clouded mind could only make me whimper out "But...but."
She continued to look at me pointedly and I felt my mouth fall open in protest, confusion, and a little bit of hurt as I continued to stare at her with wide eyes full of astonishment. I finally huffed and grabbed my plate and mumbled, "That's just mean, mom."
I then walked past her and grabbed my tea cup, in route to the dining room table. I swear she smirked at me, as walked sullenly to the table. I sat down in a huff and began eating without another word. She sat down across from me and began eating, casually drank her tea. I felt my face go red in embarrassment and anger at the thought of how turned on I was right now. The fact that she had denied me my release just added to my frustration. Mom finally said with a knowing smirk on her face, "Now if you eat all of your breakfast, mommy will give you a nice dessert."
I glared at her without speaking and stabbed another bite of my omelet, as she smiled at me like she was offering me a lollipop for finishing my Brussels sprouts. I was about to orgasm and she damn well knew it. She was playing with me and I didn't like it one bit. She arched her eye brows at me and said, "Now don't glare at me, sweet heart. You teased me while I was fixing us breakfast. You shouldn't be surprised that I could and would fight back. Now, stop acting like a brat and finish your breakfast. Mommy has a very wet pussy for you to lick as soon as you are done and have cleaned up the kitchen."