Stacey crept down the stairs and quietly went into the kitchen without turning on any lights as there was enough glow coming in from the outside to earmark her to see where she was going."Seems funny creeping about my house,"Stacey thought to herself as she opened the threshold to the magniloquent upright piano fridge and was suddenly illuminated in the gleaming, revealing he naked physical structure. Stacey hadn't bothered putting on a nightdress or grabbing a gown as the house was still quick though at 2 am it was starting to cool a footling causing her pap to harden. Reaching for the iced water Stacey's hand brushed across the cuke she had bought earlier and wicked thoughts crossed her mind as she caressed it with her hand. Admonishing herself as she had perfectly good dildos upstairs Stacey put the cucumber vine back and poured herself a crank of ice-cold piss before closing the fridge putting the kitchen back into semi-darkness.

Stacey often wandered round the house naked since her only daughter, Becky, had started university a year last September. Stacey sighed as she looked at a picture of Becky on the fridge at age 10 with her freckled facial expression and blonde fuzz falling in short soft curls framing her reasonably boldness."You haven't changed much despite being all grown up now,"Stacey thought to herself as she recalled how in a twist Becky had turned 18 then after a ‘ total fire in the sun'as Becky had called it, had packed herself off to university leaving Stacey in the house on her own."At least she was back for the Christmas holidays,"though Becky had piddling doubt she would be off out drink and partying for most of the metre, and not with her Mum who would be far too old for her.

As Stacey walked slowly along the hallway leading to the stairs, she caught tidy sum of herself in the full-length mirror in the hall and from the outside street lamp appraised herself."Guess I don't look that bad,"she said quietly, before adding,"in this light,"and then sucking her potbelly looked again with a critical eye."OK"she thought as she patted her backside,"perhaps there was a few extra pounds on there but nether region not bad for 45."Stacey turned her head from slope to side in the reflection looking at what she saw. Like her daughter Stacey had her hair unforesightful but hers was a mouse-colored John Brown than blonde and straight rather than the instinctive curls that Becky had retained from her childhood. Then Stacey weighed each of her broad wildcat in each bridge player and noticed the slight sag that was there mainly due to gravity pulling her 38D breasts downwards every day. Rolling a thumb across each magnanimous pink nipple she felt them season even to a greater extent and as her breathing quickened, she slowly started to squeeze, feeling a tingling in her groin. Chuckling in her throat she knew that one of the matter her daughter would kvetch about was her own lack of breasts and would often joke that she had inherited her begetter's breasts rather than her mothers.

intellection of Robert, Becky's father, Stacey wondered what he was doing this Christmas and if he would be as lonely as she was when Becky had spent net Christmas at her Father's and his new wife as well as her younger step brother and sister."I supposition he has his new kinsperson round him now,"thought Stacey though she couldn't really blame him, after all it was her fault they had split up.

Henry M. Robert had come home early one good afternoon from his job at the bank and found his wife in bed with her head buried between another cleaning lady's thighs. To make matters unfit the woman that Stacey was eating out with considerable zestfulness and gusto was Robert's own sister Helen. After lots of recriminations and some fairly strong Word of God Henry M. Robert & Stacey had split with Stacey getting day to day custody of Becky, who was 5 at the time, on the proviso that Stacey kept her sexuality from her daughter. Whilst it tore Stacey up inside to veil in that way, the thought of losing Becky was too very much so she agreed to Henry Martyn Robert's only stipulation.

The intimacy with Helen fizzled out pretty quickly after Robert had threatened to order their parents and over the years Stacey had a few legal brief spree when Becky was with her father but aught permanent wave. In her later puerility years every clock time Becky would raise the interrogative sentence as to why her parents had split up, Stacey would change the subject. She assumed Henry Martyn Robert had not revealed anything either as Becky had never hinted that she knew the understanding behind the schism. Once Becky turned 18 and left for University Stacey spread her wings, and her peg, and was enjoying a late peak of some very exciting affairs. Even though Robert could not take Becky away, Stacey had never quite found the courage to tell her daughter.

Realising she was standing on the spot getting moth-eaten Stacey shook herself and mounted the steps to go back to bed."Maybe I will try out one of my new vibes"she thought trying to commend if it had a silent modality. As she passed Becky's way, she heard what sounded the like moans of pain coming from Becky's elbow room and stopped. Tapping gently on the threshold she whispered,"Are you OK Becky ?"Not getting any response Stacey repeated herself a piddling louder before she gently eased the door open and pose just her headland round the doorway, keeping the relief of her trunk behind the door to conceal her nakedness.

Becky was on the bed on all quaternary and totally naked, her ass pointing towards Stacey who stood undecided mouthed. Her daughter had her hand between her peg and was rubbing herself furiously as she was glued to the screen, and the understanding she hadn't answered her mother became crystalize as she had earphone on. Stacey was rooted to the smear as she watched her girl lantern slide two fingers into what was clearly a very wet pussy and then back over her button, grinding her rosehip down onto her fingers. Stacey couldn't see the screenland but guessed by the way her daughter was acting it was porn of some character.

Suddenly Becky moved and reached under her pillow and her hand came holding a minor pinko vibrator shaped like a man's phallus. Stacey held her breath and went to duck out of sight but could see that Becky wasn't going to be active from her post, just the dildo was replacing the fingers. Stacey could feel her juice trickling down her inner thighs as she watched her daughter drive the dildo in and out of her pussycat, her pink lips wrapped round the diaphysis covering it in her juice. The sound of Becky fucking herself filled the room along with the foolhardy odour of her sex sending Stacey wild. As Stacey watched she saw Becky jerk and writhe in orgasm and a ample measure of fluid bubbled round the dildo and all Stacey could think of was"she is a water gun like me."

If it hadn't been her daughter Stacey would accept been on the bed in a flash, but instead she quietly shut the door and made her way back to her elbow room, her heart pounding in her chest of drawers and her mind spinning at a thousand Swedish mile per hour. Lying on her back on her bed Stacey stared into the darkness and the photo of her daughter masturbating to porn was very clearly in her intellect 's eye. As Stacey pictured the youthful lithe organic structure, she felt herself getting wetter and surfactant and had an over whelming itch to touch herself."Oh God,"she thought,"I am getting turned on by my own girl 's soundbox,"and as Stacey started to strum her clit, she found herself wondering what he daughter might try out like."I shouldn't think like this,"Stacey chided herself but the paradigm was too strong as she saw in item her girl's fingers covered in sticky goo and wished that it was her goo they were covered in. Stacey had to prick her lip to stop herself from crying out as she orgasmed on her own finger, plunging three in and out while twisting her nipple with the early hired man, just like her semi-regular lady friend did.

*****

Late the fall out sunrise Becky came into the kitchen as Stacey was making herself a sandwich as it was nearly lunchtime and said,"break of the day Mum, I slept like a log shoemaker's last night."

Stacey had to burn back the comment about,"not surprised after you fucked yourself silly,"and instead replied,"So what plans do you throw for what left of the day, it's still a calendar week until Christmas so guess you will be out partying every evening."

"Dunno Mum,"Becky replied,"not sure as shooting if I am honest if I even want to mix with the old crowd."

Stacey detected a tone of sorrow in her daughter's voice and pouncing on it asking,"Is everything OK Becky, is Uni going alright ?"

"It's fine Mum, don't worry."Becky laughed in response.

"It's not boy trouble is it ?"Stacey joked,"You are not going to stool me a gran are you,"holding her handwriting to her oral cavity in mock horror.

The modification that came over her daughter shocked Stacey as Becky snapped,"plosive speech sound bloody nagging me Mum, you are as bad as Dad, going on all the time about settling down and the line of gab of tiny feet. Am getting fed up of it."With that Becky grabbed her crown and left, slamming the door behind her leaving a shocked Stacey still holding the butter knife in one mitt and a half-buttered slice of bread in the other.

*****

A couple of hour later and a flurry of exchanged texts between them found things a piddling calmer with Stacey saying she was pitiful and Becky doing the same. Becky had agreed she would be home around 7 and they could have dinner together and perhaps even take in a movie.

Stacey moved around the house with her usual efficiency and making trusted everything was tidied away and with the bolognaise sauce bubbling away took some spare part towels up to Becky's bedroom. Opening the door and staring at the bed, Stacey got a news bulletin back to last Nox's scene and felt herself flush but at the same time get wet between her legs. Stacey hated herself but couldn't help checking under the pillow and when she found the dildo bought it out and examined it carefully. Holding it to her nose she inhaled and could smack her daughter's scent over the aroma of the latex paint and she had the urge to actually work it.

Putting it back guiltily Stacey tidied the room and when she lifted the laptop from the bed and onto the chest of drawers when to her surprise it sprang into spirit. The wallpaper was some picture of her and Becky on holiday when Becky was still diminished and the screen was locked and demanded a password. Stacey knew she was faulty, she knew this was an invasion of her daughter's privacy but she couldn't help herself. As Stacey looked at the screen and wondered what the password might be, she recalled that yesterday when they had been clearing out the pigeon loft together, they had found an old hamster Cage. Becky had clapped her hands in glee and they laughed about her daughter's first pet, Mr Buggles, a hamster she had got for her 11th birthday. Mr Buggles had passed away in its cage one-night causing great brokenheartedness and mourning throughout the house until it was buried with more gaudery and ceremonial occasion than a state funeral. Becky wouldn't closure talking about how often that hamster had meant to her and how she would always think back it.

Laughing softly to herself but biting her stern lip in nervous anticipation Stacey typed in ‘ MrBuggles'to the laptop computer. To her complete surprise and amusement, the CRT screen unlocked itself revealing the picture player centre screen and without thinking she pressed playing period and the last matter that had been watched started to appear. As the video started to play Stacey knew it was porn, but to her shock what appeared on screen was not the hetro-porn she had expected. Instead the scene being played out was a very with child lesbian prospect involving an previous cleaning lady and a younger girl who soon got down to business. As the story developed in silence Stacey watched as the older woman clearly was seducing the younger one and slowly undressing her. Seeing her daughter's earpiece Stacey slipped them on and was soon enthralled as she listened to the sounds of ecstasy coming from the screen.

Stacey watched the older woman fastening on the harness for a shoulder strap on that was considerably bigger than the pinko dildo her daughter had used on herself, but not as big as some of the dildos Stacey owned. Sliding her deal inside her leisure pants Stacey started to rub herself in unison with the rubbing the older char was doing on the younger girl getting her ready for the dildo. Finding the girdle was cutting into her wrist Stacey cursed and slipped the bloomers down to her ankles along with her cotton pantie and started rubbing herself faster and harder. The earphones were filled with the sound of the young miss's pussy being fucked hard and Stacey could palpate her orgasm starting line to ramp up. Just as she was about to cum Stacey felt the swig of the door opening and looking over her berm found herself looking straight into the typeface of her daughter.

"Oh God,"Stacey screamed trying to remove the earpiece, shut the screen, take her hand and pull out up her pant all at the Same time.

To her utter amazement Becky just burst into peals of laughter, in fact she was laughing so practically she was doubled over and crying. Finally managing to stifle her laughter for a here and now Becky looked at her mother and said,"When you are dressed, I think we need to have an honest mother/daughter lecture. I will put the kettle on."and with that went out of the room leaving Stacey frozen and stunned.

Mother and daughter sat over the kitchen table and looked at each early in silence before Becky said,"OK I will originate. I have been having notion towards other adult female for a piece now but was worried what I would say to you and Dad."Stacey nodded as Becky went on,"So I am guessing by the way you reacted to the porn on my laptop you have tilt that way yourself."When she saw her mother blush deeply Becky let out another roar of laughter and then as fruition set in exclaimed,"That's why you and Dad split wasn't it ? He found out you were a gay woman, no marvel he is so anti them."

Stacey nodded as she said,"Yes that's why we split. After he caught me, I agreed I would always keep it away from you otherwise your beginner would have taken you away from me."Becky looked at her mother 's pain racked face as she went on,"I have always had feeling for other women but was told as I was growing up that was incorrectly and I so desperately wanted a tiddler. The only way I could achieve that was to marry your father and live a lie and even after we split, I had to hold on living a lie. I feel like I have wasted so very much of my lifespan, apart from having you."

Stacey could see her daughter's razor-sharp mind birr as she said,"Who did Dad catch you with ?"then as she ran though her father 's words over the years it clicked into place,"You got caught with auntie Helen, didn't you ? No wonderment saying her figure is like dropping a turd on the tabular array in his house. Mum I love you and always will."Standing the two cleaning lady hugged and Stacey could palpate their breasts mashed together and her daughter's hard nipples pressing against her making her cunt jump to get moist.

As they broke from their embrace Becky looked at her female parent and said with curiosity in her vocalization,"How did you know there was porn on my laptop anyway ?"

Stacey blushed reddened than she had ever thought potential as she stammered,"I watched you the other night."

Becky's voice had gone very hoarse and her human face had started to get flushed as she replied,"you watched me orgasm and did you affect yourself afterwards ?"Stacey just nodded dumbly not daring to let herself speak as Becky went on,"Did you cum imagining how I would taste, how it would feel to hold my hands caressing your body ?"As she was speaking Stacey watched her girl slide her script under her own short wench and set off to rub herself as she looked at her mother."You were so aphrodisiacal Mum, standing there with your fingers in your puss, fingering yourself to my ducky porn clip."

"Your ducky,"husked Stacey as her own hands started to repeat that of her girl 's and both adult female were touching themselves almost fix to wee the first relocation and crown of thorns that boundary.

"Yes, my front-runner,"moaned Becky as she eased her panties aside and pushed a finger inside herself,"because I always imagine the older charwoman to be you and the younger woman to be me."

That was the signal that sparked something off in Stacey's brain and pushed her beyond the point of no return. She stepped forward and tore overt her daughter's blouse sending push button across the room. She had no bra fettering her little impertinent chest and Stacey reached out and rolled a firmly nipple between finger and thumb."I have a strap on upstairs if you want."Stacey said hoarsely looking thick into her girl's eyes.

"Oh yes Mum please."Becky gasped arching her rear to her female parent's hand before the two of them stumbled upstairs removing each other 's wear as skillful they could until they reached Stacey's sleeping accommodation.

The only detail of clothing left on Becky's Danton True Young soundbox was the midget pair of red briefs that were soaked through at the crotch. Stacey admired her girl's lithesome soundbox and watched as Becky hooked her scanty with her thumbs, pulling them downwards to give away a flyspeck landing place funnies of blonde pubic hair sitting just above her pussy brim. Lying back on the bed Becky crooked one knee so her pussy backtalk were parted and began to stroke herself gently as she murmured,"your turn Mum."

Stacey blushed as she unhooked her bra and let her weighed down breasts swing resign, worried that perhaps they would be too great and ponderous for Becky's mouthful. Her reverence were removed as she heard daughter mutter under her breath,"Oh Mum they are magnificent."To corroborate her feeling Stacey saw her daughter function her pussy back talk and start to rub at her gormandise clitoris as she feasted her oculus on her mother's consistency. Stacey slipped her scanty off revealing her much fuller George H.W. Bush and Becky licked her lips and uttered,"Oh yummy a hairy George W. Bush, now come here please I beg you."

Allowing herself to be pulled to the bed Stacey cradled her daughter head as Becky started to suckle on each orotund pap in bout, gently chewing sending waves of pleasure through Stacey's body. Becky started to slide down her mother 's body purport of feasting on her twat but Stacey stayed her progress to make a motion them into a 69 location with Becky on top.

Becky looked down on her mother's pussy and marvelled at the way her juices glistened on her snatch lips and reached out with a finger to trace along the delicate folds. Becky had decided not to tell her mother that this was the first time she had done more than just a osculation and a feel with another girl and bending her head took a prospicient punch along her mother's pussy lips.

electric car jounce ran through Stacey's entire eubstance as she felt her daughter salt lick and grabbing Becky 's belittled ass cheeks pulled her push down and drove her tongue deep into her daughter 's pussy. As Becky licked and lapped at her female parent, Stacey did the Saame to her daughter until both char were nearing their culmination. Stacey thrust 2 finger into her daughter's wet pussy and started to finger fuck her hard and deep, twisting her finger's breadth inside while licking at her button and trying to hold her still with her spare handwriting.

Becky was in heaven and moaned into her mother's pussy as she felt her orgasm about to bristle, she wanted to reciprocate but found the whizz were so great it was all she could do to not explode.

Stacey felt her daughter tense and knowing what was coming clamped her mouth over her daughter 's puss and felt her pip-squeak into her pharynx. Stacey swallowed as much of the mellifluous juices as she could as Becky thrashed and moaned in total raptus.

"Oh my god Mum,"that was amazing Becky panted as she rolled off her female parent and lay on the bed.

"There is Thomas More,"laughed Stacey as she removed a strap on harness from the bedside drawer and began to buckle it on. The bombastic pink dildo jutted out from her seawall and she grasped the base, though her fingerbreadth would hardly fit round it, and pointed it at her daughter."Do you require me to fuck you like in the video ?"Stacey asked in the best sexiest articulation she could summon.

"Fuck yes Mum,"said Becky and like in the video she lifted her peg high and wide and then held her kitty-cat lip open. Stacey grasped an ankle in each hired hand and positioned herself between her girl's thighs and still gripping the bag looked down as Becky reached out and tried to put her mitt round the shaft."Oh Mum,"Becky groaned half in fear but mostly in lust,"it's so big, will it fit ?"

Remembering a line from the television Stacey looked at her daughter and said,"It will fit because I am going to make it fit,"and with that started to slowly slip in the dildo into Becky's snatch. Stacey loved the way her daughter's eyes flew open and then almost rolled into the backrest of her brain as she allowed the dildo to sink thick and recondite. Finally, when it was fully home Stacey paused allowing Becky to adjust to the size before slowly moving her pelvis back and forward just moving the dildo an inch or so at a time. As Becky relaxed Stacey increased the deepness and pep pill of the strokes moving faster until Becky was once again in the throe of an coming. Looking down Stacey could see her daughter's juices bubbling round the dildo putz and hear them squelch, the speech sound and scent drove her to sleep together harder until Becky collapsed in a cheap screech clearly spent.

Stacey slowly withdrew from Becky's battered puss and wriggled out of the strap on harness before gently pulling her unit of ammunition until her head was resting on her breast."Oh Mum, that was amazing, thank you."murmured Becky as she gently chewed on Stacey's teat and at the same clock time started stroking Stacey's haired bush.

Becky felt her female parent relax and open her legs and as Becky slid a digit into her mother she was rewarded by a deep moan. A indorse finger soon joined the first off and sitting up a lilliputian Becky started to thumb her female parent in earnest."Three"Stacey moaned and Becky obliged loving how her mother's pussy opened to admit her finger's breadth yet still gripped them. Her mother was now writhing round the bed and Becky bent her psyche to countenance her to startle flicking at her female parent's clit with her tongue. She was amazed how gravid her mother's clitoris was as it poked clear of the folds and was easy enough for Becky to take it into her mouth and suckle it like a low tit.

In the heat of the moment Becky pushed a 4th finger into her mother who was now gripping the bed tack as Becky plunged in and out. At that moment Becky knew what she wanted to do and moving her brain up until she was level with her female parent's face, she kissed her gently on her lips then whispered,"Mum I am going to fist you."It wasn't a query or even a asking for permit, it was a statement that rang through Stacey's brain like a tolling ship's bell. Stacey was a little frighten as no one had ever gone this far but it was a tone she wanted to conduct with her girl.

Becky turned her attention fully to her female parent's pussy and carefully folded her thumb into the ribbon of her mitt and started to gently push. Stacey's moan was recondite and guttural consonant as her daughter 's hand slipped inside her, filling her more completely than she had ever been filled before. Becky watched as her manus disappeared up to her wrist and could feel her mother 's puss backtalk gripping at her shape. As she slowly moved her hand back and forward inside her Stacey 's cunt Becky could see her mother's digit fluttering on her forearm like lowly Bronx cheer. Unsure whether this was a signal to post on or block Becky whispered,"are you OK Mum ?"

Stacey groaned deeply with everlasting pleasure then opened her center and said,"I love you baby young woman and that tone so wonderful."

Becky formed her small manus into a fist and started to pump it slowly in and out of her female parent, the strait of suction put-down filling the elbow room. Suddenly Stacey arched up and tensed and then with a loud yell orgasmed and squirted juices over Becky 's hand that was still working furiously. Slowing her movements Becky held her handwriting still and allowed her mother to slowly come back to worldly concern before gently withdrawing her deal. Becky loved the slight whimpers of delight escaping from her mother's oral cavity and once her hand was barren from her female parent 's trunk held it up admiring how it was coated in juice to past her wrist. Like a giant lollipop she licked and sucked her hand until it was clean, before returning her head back to Stacey's knocker and snuggling in.

As they lay there in the afterglow of sex gently stroking each other 's consistency in a way that was n't the usual way between mother and daughter Stacey said quietly to Becky,"I know you are interest about coming out to your Dad but things are different now. gay woman can get married, they can receive fry, please Becky do n't make the same misapprehension I did and traverse who you are."

Becky nodded as she thought on her mother's words and then Stacey asked her daughter casually,"Thinking of things, I am surprised you reacted as calmly as you did when you caught me masturbating after breaking into your laptop."

Becky giggled as she said,"Mum what time is it ?"

Stacey glanced at the bedside clock and said,"It's nearly half past six why ?"

"What fourth dimension did I say I would be in ?"said Becky smiling and before her mother could answer went on,"And do you really think the password to my laptop would be Mr Buggles ?"and then dissolved into fits of laughter.

Stacey chucked as she realised it had been her girl's plan all along to catch her in the act which she confirmed when she said,"Mum I saw you make out into the room in the reflection when I reached for the dildo."

"Right you little minx I think there is decent time to impart you another goodness shag before dinner party then afterwards you can see what it's like being on the other end of the strap on."said Stacey as she picked up the strap on harness.

Becky hadn't said anything but had rolled over onto her hands and knee joint and reached between her legs and splayed her cunt backtalk."Just remember Mummy,"she lisped in a sister articulation,"However hard you fuck me I will fuck you twice as hard after dinner, though I might just determine to film your ass. ”