Hubby Said I Could Experiment, But Not With Our Daughter : Mommy’s Threesomes 41

I confess to my husband that I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of sex with a woman.  He’s understanding and encourages me to go for it, but when he catches me with our daughter Saffron, I worry he might regret it.  That is, until we invite him to join us and get naughty in a family threesome that sees my daughter and I share my husband’s c-shot.

 

 

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“I … I don’t know.  How wet are you getting?”

“Soaked.”

She leaned away and pushed her hands into her panties.  I bit my lip and watched.  Her eyes closed and her fingers danced against the fabric of her panties.

Out of sight I could just tell that she was entering herself.  She proved that to me when she withdrew her fingers and two of them were completely soaked.

“Look,” she said, and she offered them up to me.

I inspected the clear film of cum that webbed between her fingers as she made scissors of them.

“Mommy’s got me exci—” she began, but before she could finish I’d gripped her wrist and put her fingers into my mouth.

She gasped as I sucked her cum off them.  This was exactly the kind of spontaneous action that my life had been missing.

Saffron’s pussy tasted good.  So good, in fact, that I started to think I should be feeding straight from the source.

I sat up and got out from under her legs.  My daughter stood up with me and pushed back my gown.  Beneath I wore a black bra and matching panties.

“Mom,” she hushed, looking down at my body.  She put her hands on my tits and gave them a playful squeeze.

“Get on the couch,” I ordered.

“Not before I see those.”

I reached quickly behind to my bra strap and unfastened it.  I took it off shamelessly and relished the look on Saffron’s face when she saw them revealed.

“Something about an older woman I’ve always liked,” she said.

She stooped and gave my nipple and gentle, sensual kiss with her tongue.  I closed my eyes and clenched my fist, fighting my inhibitions.

Eventually Saffron got off.  When I opened my eyes, she was smirking, then she sat heavily in on the couch.

“Do your worse,” she dared.

I got to my knees on the carpet and Saffron bit her finger as she watched me.

“What have you got planned?” she asked.

“I was thinking I might have another taste.”

I gripped the waist of her panties and Saffron’s ass came off the couch quickly.  She was eager alright.  I slid the garment down over her smooth legs and then looked into her soaked pussy.

She continued to bite her finger coyly as I inspected her delicious, fresh pussy.  It was shaved close with barely any stubble or anything.  Aesthetically her pussy was just … perfect.  Her folds held their symmetry.  Even her cum looked as though it had been painted on, sitting perfectly at the subtle opening of her slit.

“Is this what mommy wants?” she asked, running her finger gently along her folds.

She sucked on her finger as I pushed her knees wider.  Her focus was entirely on me now.  She looked so hopeful.  I wasn’t about to disappoint.

“Do it, mommy,” she said.  “Eat my pussy.”

I raced my face onto her, opening my mouth right over her core.  She instantly gasped and let out a moan.  My tongue darted along the smooth, wet channel.

I tasted her sweetness on my tongue, and I was immediately captivated by it.  I tried to eat slowly, but our energy was so fierce that I found myself sucking hard and feasting noisily.

Saffron wasn’t shy in moaning.  She held my head on her and grinded her pussy against my willing face.  It must have been some sight to see her mom sucking on her sex like that, but it paled in significance compared to the sight that greeted Hank when he pushed abruptly through the lounge door.  We hadn’t even heard him come in.

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