I tweaked and pulled at my taut nipples, causing myself to moan.
“Oh, Cassie, play with Mommy’s tits,” I growled.
As I continued playing with my sweaty body, I imagined that it was my daughter’s hands teasing me. I envisioned Cassie’s lotion-covered fingers grazing my stomach and playing with the tits that she once drank from.
My hands worked their way to my thighs as I massaged the lotion into my toned legs. My pussy yearned for attention, but I wanted to tease myself a little more.
I let the back of my hand gently bump into my clit before gingerly brushing my nails across my stomach and up to my breasts. I caressed my collarbone before carefully wrapping my fingers around my neck, choking myself as I pulled my nipples hard. The rough play caused my body to shiver in anticipation of what was to come.
My heart was pounding, and my breathing was short. I couldn’t hold off anymore. I slipped two fingers into my mouth, lubricating them, getting them ready to play with my soaked pussy. I rubbed my fingers between my slick folds before bringing them to my clit. I gently massaged my clit, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter.
Thoughts of Cassie licking my pussy flooded my mind as my fingers increased their speed.
“Lick Mommy’s pussy, baby. Cassie, I need to cum,” I whimpered.
The thought of her blonde hair poking between my thighs was too much to handle, and my body exploded, releasing all my built-up tension. The sensation was electric, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of euphoria wash over me. I took my time, savoring every moment and feeling completely immersed in my climax.
As I lay there, coming down from my orgasm, my phone rang, jolting me back to reality. I was shocked to see it was Cassie. I assumed she wanted time to process things before reaching out.
“Hi, honey,” I answered.
“Mom, I feel like we should talk. Would it be okay if I came over for dinner tonight?” She asked.
I paused, thinking about what it would be like to see her.
“Of course, Cas. Come around 7:30. We can order some food,” I responded.
“Perfect. See you then,” Cassie said before hanging up.
I quickly texted John and let him know the plan.
“Okay. We all need to talk,” John wrote me.
I spent the rest of the day doing everything I could to distract myself. As the time got closer to Cassie’s arrival, I began getting ready. After laying out in the sun most of the afternoon, I desperately needed to shower.
As I walked into the shower, I let the warm water run over my body, washing away the tension and fatigue from last night. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the heat of the water seep into my skin and soothe my muscles.
Water running over my body always felt sensual to me. There was something about showering that felt intimate. It was my time to explore and get to know every inch of my body.
The warm water felt like a caress on my skin, and the soap felt like a soft embrace. I ran my hands over my curves, feeling the contours of my body and relishing in the feeling of my touch.