I moved, and Carla flopped down beside me bonelessly. She gave me a long, deep kiss, her wonderful tongue wrestling eagerly with mine. Carla was obviously more needy than she was letting on. She caressed my tits with enthusiasm, tweaking them gently with her long nails until they were aching with desire. Then she nibbled on one. That was one thing I couldn’t do for myself, and my clit woke up again, demanding instant attention.
Carla knew right away. She moved lower, her tongue trailing saliva down my belly. She explored my navel for a moment, giving me a preview of her licking skills, and then delved lower. I shivered with desire.
I’ll never forget my daughter eating my pussy for the first time. I was overwhelmed by the feeling of her tongue starting just above my asshole and working its way slowly and sweepingly up my slit. When she got to the top, she licked my throbbing love button with dedicated enthusiasm. I ran my hands through her hair, humping my ass upward to give her better access to me.
Carla spread my labia wide and went back to tongue-fucking me for a while: a little cunt, a little clit, a little cunt, and then a whole lot more clit. She even shoved a finger inside my stretched vagina walls, soon following it with two more, slowly at first, then faster and faster as my heart pounded and my breathing became erratic.
It seemed like hours, but it couldn’t have been very long before my daughter’s expertise sent me straight to the top of the mountain. I clenched my teeth and locked my thighs around her head and shoulders as I boiled into a climax even better and longer than the first. For the next five minutes, I was totally exhausted.
Carla finally got around to stripping off her own clothes. Her boobs were a little smaller than mine, but she carried them high and proud. I was able to rub her nipples between my fingers as she fed me her tongue in another long and intimate kiss. Finally I broke the kiss and told her, “Honey, that was amazing. It was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” And it was.
“Thanks, Mom. I loved it too.” Carla paused for a moment. “Now, could you take care of me?” She stretched and writhed and spread her legs for me. Carla’s legs are long and athletic, not much like mine. She had shaved her bush, leaving just a small crown at the very top.
“Of course, darling. Do you want me to,” my voice stuttered for just a moment, “eat you out?”
“Not yet. I’d rather get fucked first. Of course if it’s all right with you.”
I picked up the dildo and switched it on, beginning to explore the new territory of Carla’s slit. She seemed to enjoy my fumblings, but then asked me: “Did you find the strap-on in my bra drawer?”
“No, I didn’t. Is that what you want?”
“Yes please.”
I got out of bed, leaving Carla to herself for a few moments, and walked naked back to her room. In the back of her bra drawer was a complex tangle of leather straps and buckles. I tried to figure it out as I returned to my own room. “What do I do with this?” I asked as I sat down on the side of the bed next to Carla.
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