WHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW...
This is a story that is intend to be a part of a series grouped under MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS. Each story will be independent. The stories will ultimately cover a range of genre. These will be shorter stories of one chapter which is different from my previous efforts as a writer. I hope you enjoy them.
This is an interracial sex story.
This is a story around a mother, Sara, and her daughter, Toni. Sara is 43 and Toni is 23, the only child. Both women have long blonde hair falling below their shoulders. Toni allows her hair to hang straight while Sara frequently adds a bit of wave to hers. Sara has D-cup breasts while Toni's are C-cup. Their physical looks are unmistakably similar. Toni is a couple inches taller than her mom and longer bodied. Both are trim and firm bodied.
Sara has a sales job at a local boutique. The shop carries a wide range of clothes for women from lingerie to sporty to dress-up. With her employee discount, it is where she and Toni acquire most of their clothes and accessories. She had been raised in a strict family with conservative values regarding sex, dating, and marriage. The man her family approved of and would become her husband was of the same attitude and she found herself stifled and controlled. She found herself being a maid, cook, and servant to him rather than a partner in life. Sexually, he was different, though, once they were married. He frequently experimented sexually with different positions and activities, which evolved into not only vaginal but oral and anal. Although it was exciting to experience at first, she was being used only for his pleasure and felt little regard from him for hers. While Toni was young, he divorced her for a younger woman he had been having an affair with for years. The only upside to it was that he had been quite successful and the settlement left Toni and her comfortable in a nice home. That was 15 years ago and Sara vowed to not raise her daughter with the freedom to make her own choices in life.
Toni graduated from the state university with a degree in finance and was recruited by a mid-sized bank and financial institution downtown with branches scattered around the city. After only a couple years she was a supervisor and seemed in-line for a manager position in the future. Toni continued to live with her mom. The house was far too big for one person but Sara loved it: every room seemed filled with memories of Toni growing up and nothing about it evoked memories of her early marriage.
Sara knew Toni had several casual boyfriends and she knew she was sexually active with them. It was the one part of Sara's life that was frustrating. Unlike her daughter, her sex life had been on hold for years. She found herself guiltily fantasizing... Toni's boyfriends were almost always black... and she wondered... was it because... no, big black cock is only a legend... has to be...
MOTHERS & DAUGHTERS: SARA & TONI
"What do you think about my mom, Ty?"
That was a weird question to be asked, especially given the circumstance. Toni leaned down to kiss him on the lips after the question and could feel her pussy sliding along his cock still embedded in her after their mutual orgasms. She had been on top and she was now teasing him with squeezes from her pussy on his cock. She could keep him hard sometimes with her teasing and muscle control. This was proving to be one of those times and that question about her mom was adding to it.
"Your mom? Uhmmm..."
She kissed him and rode the length of his nine-inch cock while looking into his eyes. She also knew the effect her teasing could have on him. And, she also wanted his honest answer. There was more than idle curiosity behind it. "Yes, my mom. I'm wondering if you think she still looks good."
"Looks good? Are you kidding? Do you even know how much you two look like each other? Okay... first, you know I think your mom is awesome. She trusts you to live your life and she is accepting of your decisions. Me, for instance. You know how... concerned we were, at first. But she's awesome, totally accepting." They had been somewhat concerned. Ty is black and most of his friends are. In fact, now that they are together, most of her friends are black. Their relationship has always been exceedingly sexual from the start and it wasn't long before their sexual comfort expanded to a few of his friends and their dates. The group has been something of a free-loving sexual revolution within their circle.
Toni encouraged him to continue, her pussy riding up and down more. She smiled. She could feel his cock hardening inside her. She knew getting him to think about her mom while he was penetrating her would be a stimulant.
"Okay... so... then, yes, you know I think your mom is hot. Very hot, in fact." She continued to encourage him. "Okay... well... she has some of your looks, or you have hers, and her body is still... wow... like yours, too. And, her breasts..."
Toni was aware of her mom's breasts. She often wondered why hers stopped at a C-cup when her mom has a full D-cup. Ty questioned her back and she blurted out what was on her mind. "She needs a good fucking."
Ty almost convulsed, his body flinched and drove deeper into Toni's pussy. Toni felt it instantly become harder. She smiled at the response. Ty carefully weighed his next comment, then, "That really shouldn't be a problem. I mean, she is truly a hot woman. A mature woman who looks like she does... she should be able to have guys lined up."
"Even younger guys?" Ty nodded. "She's been out of it for so long I don't think she has it in her to do the dating scene. I don't think she really wants a serious relationship. But... maybe if she started meeting more men..."
He said something else about hot matures and she sat upon his cock, driving it deep into her body. "Matures... what is it about matures with you guys?"
He shrugged and smiled, "Maybe it's a mother thing." He shrugged, again. Then he rolled her over and fucked her, again.
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Ty was about as nervous as he had been in a long time. Once again, they were fucking but this time it was in Toni's bedroom in Toni's mom's house. It was all part of Toni's plan. It was all ripe for disaster as far as Ty was concerned. As it unfolded, though, the two were so wrapped up in their amorous activity they didn't even hear Toni's mom, Sara, arrive home.
Sara saw both Toni and Ty's cars in the driveway as she turned off the residential street and pressed the remote button attached to the visor to raise the garage door. There had been room in the garage for both cars but Toni seldom put her mountain bike or the lawnmower away properly to give it room. She liked Ty and heartily approved of him with her daughter. She hadn't seen her daughter as happy and vibrant as she was since being with him. She knew the relationship was different than she might have expected, but it seemed to work for them. As she entered the house from the garage and pressed the button on the wall to close the double door of the garage, she was still musing about them. She sighed heavily as she dropped her large shoulder bag and purse on the kitchen table. If she were completely honest with herself, she was jealous of her daughter and the relationship she had with Ty. Sighing again, she didn't know why she did this to herself, thinking about their relationship, what they had, and compared it to what she didn't have.
She took a glass from the cupboard and filling it with water and drank, her mind digging even deeper than she had a right to. She turned and saw her reflection on the microwave door above the stove. She was still attractive... she knew she was. She saw it in the looks she still got. So why couldn't she act on it? Her life was absent of the things her daughter's life was full of. Toni didn't just have a wonderful man who filled her life, but he was sexy and... very sexual. Toni had confided to her just how sexual and it had made Sara jealous... jealous of her daughter. They didn't just have an adventurous sex life, but they were apparently living out a sort of rebirth of the sexual revolution with his friends, both male and female.
It wasn't until she reached the first steps of the stairway to the upstairs that she heard the sounds. At the same time, it hit her that her musing had hidden the fact that she hadn't seen or heard the two of them. Her thoughts had... again... lit a low burning flame in her so the sounds from upstairs became too much for her to ignore. She had committed to treating Toni as an equal adult in the house and she received the desired companionship of an adult in return. Part of that commitment included not judging or intruding on Toni's privacy and Toni had been good about not flaunting her intimacies in the house when Sara was likely to be home. So, if she was hearing the sounds correctly, they had lost track of time. She could easily have returned to the kitchen to give them some extra time and pretend. For whatever reason... this time... she couldn't resist.
Sara continued up the stairs quietly, though her feet on the carpeted stairs didn't make a sound, anyway. She eased down the hallway, the opposite direction of her master bedroom and toward the sounds from Toni's bedroom. The door was ajar, opened about six inches. Guilt flooded her as she moved to the opening and looked inside. This wasn't just invading privacy, something she swore she would not do, but it smacked of voyeurism, peeping, spying. Worst of all, she couldn't see much of anything, so she pushed the door softly a little more.