“Don’t forget who is in charge here, little girl. You are my daughter slut. Your body was made for my pleasure. I will make you cum when I want to make you cum. Until then, you will let Mistress Mommy do whatever the fuck I want to do to your body. Is that understood, daughter?” I screamed.
I am not sure what came over me, but I liked it. I released Julia’s hair from my grip, slapped her ass hard, and then spun her around.
Julia’s doe eyes looked at me with a sense of shock and wonder. She had never seen this side of me but wanted to see more of it. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face towards mine. Julia’s tongue greeted mine as our slick, water-covered bodies ground into each other. I pushed my knee between her legs, rubbing her clit against my toned thigh.
“Ugh, yes Mistress Mommy.” Julia whimpered between kisses.
I could tell that Julia was close to cumming. I pushed her against the wall as she braced herself with her hands. The water poured over her as I slid two fingers into her drenched pussy from behind, and my other hand gently massaged her clit.
“Cum for me, you little slut. I know how badly you want to cum for Mommy. I bet you have imagined cumming on my fingers on so many cold and lonely nights at college. Well, now here we are. Can you feel your pussy gripping my fingers? Your slutty cunt can’t get enough. Show Mistress Mommy how badly you want her. Cum for me!” I demanded.
Julia let out a moan as her body collapsed into my arms. I lifted her back on her legs and gently kissed her.
“That was incredible, Mommy. Let me take care of you now.” Julia said while sitting down on the wet shower floor.
Julia slipped her body between my legs, grabbed my ass, and pulled my wet, smooth mound to her lips. She spread my labia with her tongue while trying to drink as much of my juices as she could. I could tell Julia wanted to make me cum soon because I suddenly felt her lips suck my clit into her mouth while her tongue drew circles on it. The feeling was almost too intense. I almost pulled away to get relief when Julia slid two fingers into my dripping-wet pussy.
“Oh god, Julia. Mommy is going to cum. Don’t stop. Make Mistress Mommy cum.” I screamed at the top of my lungs. At this point, I didn’t care if the neighbors heard us. All I cared about was what was the action happening to my clit.
Julia didn’t let up, and I was on the floor with my daughter before I knew it.
“What happened?” I asked Julia, uncertain how I ended up on the floor.
“Mom, you passed out when you came. I had to catch you.” Julia laughed.
“Well damn,” I giggled. We better wash up and get over to Jane’s before the day gets away from us.
We quickly washed up, dressed, and put our makeup on. Soon enough, we were on our way. The car ride there was so full of sexual tension that it made it hard to concentrate, yet somehow we made it to our destination without crashing.
Julia dashed out of the car and into Jane’s Boutique. Julia’s face lit up like a kid in a candy store as we entered the sex shop. I took in my daughter’s body as she looked through the toys on the wall. Her tight leggings hugged her every curve. They practically looked painted on and left little to the imagination. Julia’s ass looked divine. I had to use every inch of my willpower not to drag her back into the car, push the seat back, and get between her legs. Images of Julia screaming for me to make her cum while onlookers watched through the car windows made my juices start to flow.