| Mommy's Little Bettina "Mommy? Are you home?" Bettina called out as she walked in the door, looking around. "Out by the pool kitten, where have you been?" Paula Stewart called out as she saw her daughter walk through the house and out the sliding doors. "I was out for a ride with Darcy," Bettina answered as she saw her mother get up from the chaise lounge where she'd been resting and having a cold drink. She still couldn't believe Paula had turned 40 last week; she had the body of a 25 year old, with magnificent long legs and beautiful tits. Her job as a landscaper kept Paula in tremendous shape and she swam frequently, as did Bettina herself. "I always have a blast with Darcy and I still want to buy a motorcycle," Bettina said, sitting on a chaise across from her mother. "It's not happening, you know how I feel about that," Paula said firmly. "Mommy, I'm almost an adult, I can make my own decisions," Bettina shot back. "Not as long as you're living under my roof, free of charge," Paula retorted. She hated using that threat, but it was always the one card she could play that worked. She saw the annoyed pout on her daughter's pretty face and she knew his trump card had triumphed again. "I really like your new auburn hair," Paula said to her daughter, hoping to change the subject and disperse her anger. "Yes, you proved that to me last night ... 3 times, as I recall!" Bettina smiled. Paula was 2 for 2. Bettina's father had left them both nearly a decade ago, telling Paula he couldn't compete with her love for Bettina. At first, Paula had no idea what Raymond was talking about, but around the time Bettina turned 14, she began to figure it out. There was a growing attraction between her daughter and herself, but she kept her distance. She was Paula's daughter, but on her 14th birthday, she came right out and asked Paula to become her lesbian lover. Bettina turned out to have quite the deviant little mind and once their lips touched, Paula knew that it was game over. Paula had been a slut before marrying Raymond and she hoped that by settling down and perhaps raising a child, she could curb her insatiable sexual appetite. She and Raymond had enjoyed a heated sex life for years, so he was no slouch in bed. There was only one thing wrong – Raymond wasn't a girl, sweet and tender. He didn't have soft, round tits or silky legs or a pink, pouty little pussy. Try as she might, Paula couldn't shove those desires aside. Raymond must have sensed that and left her and Bettina. Paula took her little nymphet to bed, was gentle in showing her what she knew about foreplay, was sweet and romantic in the taking of her daughter's virginity with a strap-on she had nearly forgotten she had. Once she began fucking Paula back, squealing and groaning and begging for more, she increased her tempo, but she still took it easy on Bettina. Bettina was new to sex, she wanted all of it to be wonderful for the girl and the way she was moving back against the fake cock and sighing with little mewls of pleasure thrown in, she assumed it was. Once she'd made love to Bettina one more, Paula took her into her large shower, cleaned her up and pampered her a bit. She slept with her mother that night, cradled in her gentle arms and woke him up the next morning with her lips lapping eagerly at her pussy. Bettina lifted her mouth from off her mother's slick cunt and grinned. "I decided that if I want to keep doing this ... and oh boy, do I ... I should get lots of practice. I had your tongue in my pussy last night Mommy, now I'm going to have you in my mouth ... and then, we can eat pussy over and over again!" Paula just lay back that time and let Bettina do her thing. She wasn't too bad at the beginning, by now, she was sensational. She looked at the leggy sex-kitten who was her daughter and remembered all the good times since. "So, did you and Darcy have a little fun?" Paula asked her. She knew exactly what Paula meant, Darcy had been her first experience with another girl after Paula herself and a frequent visitor to their bedroom. Darcy had been her first confidante about her incestuous affair with Paula and wanted desperately to see them fucking, so once she had cleared it with Paula, Bettina invited Darcy to be the first girl with whom they had a threesome. 16-year old Darcy taught Bettina a few tricks that time and had been back to their home several times since. "Nope, I wanted to get home to you, Mommy," Bettina said, kissing her father's forehead. "Besides, Darcy finally nailed her sister Stephanie. She said Stephie's a really good fuck, but she'll tell us the rest next time she's over." Paula grinned. She liked screwing Darcy; she had a wild energy that only Bettina and a few other women had matched. She and Bettina weren't exclusive, it prevented nosy people from asking questions, but they were each other's favorite lovers. They "clicked" in bed and her slutty little daughter was never too tired or "not in the mood" when it came to sex. "I brought home a little something, Mommy," Bettina said with a teasing grin on her face. "Of course, if you'd rather sit out here by the pool and grab some rays, it can wait for a while." Paula smiled at her adorable daughter, knowing full well if she had brought "something" home; it was likely going to be used in the bedroom. Swatting her adorable derriere that was clad in what could be loosely described as shorts – more of her butt was out than in – she sent Bettina off into the house, following closely. She went into the kitchen and swigged down another drink, figuring it might be the last drink she'd be able to get to for a few hours. "Mommy," Bettina called down from their upstairs bedroom. "Your surprise is upstairs, why don't you come up and see what it is?' She almost felt like running upstairs, Bettina sometimes made Paula feel like a kid in her teens instead of the 40-year old woman she really was. She was glad she kept in shape because the insatiable nymphomaniac – Bettina would have taken that as a compliment – that her daughter was would wear out a lesser person. As a matter of fact, from the number of stories she had told Paula, she'd worn out quite a few lesser women! Paula made it to the bedroom but Bettina was blocking the doorway. She was standing there in a new tiger-striped bra and panty set and the black, leather thigh-high boots were new too, polished and a steel tip glinting from the sunlight that was streaming in from the window. She leaned in close and she smelled that she had dabbed on a bit of Paula's favorite perfume. "Okay lover, what do you think of the new outfit?" Bettina said, pressing her still-developing chest against Paula's own. "Christ baby girl, do you even need to ask?" Paula replied quickly. She went to pull her close, but she danced away in a teasing motion. "EVERY girl likes to hear the words Mommy, and you know me," Bettina sing-songed as she perched on the edge of the bed. Paula sighed. Bettina was a sweetheart, but she was a bit vain and she liked having that vanity played to. Oh well, it was a part of their ritual and Paula always spoke from the heart. "You're gorgeous and you get sexier and more unpredictable every year. You know I love your body, those beautiful eyes of yours, your sexy long hair, your legs are so long and sleek, you have the perfect ass and a juicy little cunt. I also love you for your deviant little mind. You are the ultimate fucking machine, my darling daughter and there is no one sexier – and damn, that is one hot outfit!" Paula told her sincerely. "MUCH better Mommy, thank you," Bettina cooed, crawling on top of the bed. "That's why you're the perfect lover for me, the ultimate woman. No one knows me the way you do or knows what I need to hear in that way. I love being your fuck-mate and I need you Mommy, so haul your ass into this bed and girl-fuck me the way I love it best," Bettina cried out. A younger woman would have jumped into the bed and began peeling off her clothes, but Paula had learned a lot about what made Bettina tick over their months together. She didn't like it when Paula seemed too eager, so she got out of her clothes and joined her on the bed. Paula moved close to her daughter and ran her slender fingers through her hair and over her body. She didn't yank at the new lingerie or urge the girl to take it off. She kissed her and petted her and took time to appreciate the view, planting soft little kisses where they were needed most. "Damn Mommy, you sure know what gets me hot," Bettina sighed as her mother's lips grazed her body. Only Darcy could come anywhere near this close at getting her heated up, she began to wriggle a bit, which was Paula's signal to remove her bra. Perfect 34C tits spilled out and she licked one nipple, then moved to its twin and did the same thing. Paula stroked them reverently; she pulled her head down and held her mom there for a few minutes. Paula's little Bettina made the sweetest noises in bed, she could be very vocal at times, but if you paid attention, Bettina always gave you verbal clues. She began moving down her body, she was in peak physical condition as well; Bettina liked running, swimming and sex ... not necessarily in that order. She also liked dancing, but as Paula had two left feet, she usually did that with Darcy and their friends. She often teased her mother about how a woman so hopeless on the dance floor could be so wonderful in the bedroom. Paula lifted her daughter's hips up and slid off the tiny thong, she had recently taken to trimming her pussy very close, only a tiny landing strip remained, now auburn like the new shade of her hair. Paula moved in between her legs and began to remind Bettina why she dug her oral skills. Her tongue moved in and out and flattened and licked and swirled, all the while making Bettina gush. She held her head in place for a while; she didn't rush and just let Bettina enjoy herself. When she let go, she knew that was a signal it was her turn. "Give me that wonderful tongue Mommy, I need to suck on it," Bettina enthused. Her mouth did its usual magic, having her mother horny in a matter of minutes, but she made no move to rush their sex, just let their fun continue at the right pace. Bettina loved tonguing and frenching her mom, it had been her Number One fantasy before they became lovers and sentimentally remained her favorite. "Now?" Paula asked and she nodded. She moved her into position; she spread her legs and in Paula went, as wonderful as ever, as skilled as ever. Her legs locked around her mother's back and she looked at Paula like she did every time, with love and kinky lust. Paula never tired of that look. The stiletto tips of Bettina's new boots dragged across her back, it was a bit painful, but she would endure it because she loved having Paula lick her so deeply. They didn't stay in that position, Bettina loved variety. She got on all fours and presented herself to her mother. This was her favorite, because Bettina had the perfect butt. She loved to give her daughter tiny love-spanks and make her cheeks glow, then get out a strap-on and fuck her hard while the bed squeaked beneath them. Bettina finished in HER favorite position, on top of Mommy's fake cock. She loved that one because they could both participate, look at each other while Mommy's hard rubber dick was hitting home. If they had another partner, like Darcy, she would always insist the two women share Paula this way so the pretty teens could also make out and play games. Paula loved it when she felt adventurous in that manner and Darcy was always welcome in their bed. "God Mommy, promise you'll never stop fucking me?" Bettina groaned as her cunt clenched around her cock and she felt a tidal wave of pleasure filling her sexy teen body. "You always ask me that and I always tell you as long as you want me, I'll always be here," Paula replied as her daughter snuggled close. "So why do you always ask?" Bettina grinned at Paula "I would think you would have figured that out by now, Mommy." Her face had a puzzled expression, so Bettina explained it to her mother. "It's like I said earlier Mommy, sometimes a girl just likes to hear the words." |