Thanksgiving and Christmas: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Thanksgiving and Christmas: Part 3

... say. She knows what she wants and has a subtle way of getting it. She also knows which buttons to push in me, and I think we're a good match. She's expanding my horizons and pushing me beyond my comfort zone in the gym and bedroom. She'd love to help you expand your horizons also, and we've talked about that, and I'm still on the fence about it. Does this make sense so far?"

I pondered her question, "Yes, I think it does. What do you mean expand my horizons? I'll have to think more about what you just said to understand it fully. But what about Mika?"

Mom smiled, "I'll talk to you later about your horizons. You know Mika's sister is a Domme. She and Michelle had a relationship at one time. I think Mika saw their relationship, and maybe it scared her a bit. Maybe she hasn't ever thought about being with another woman, I don't know. Just be her friend and be yourself. Maybe over time, she'll fall in love with you. It's not an easy thing to do to realize you like women when you've been attracted to men all your life. I struggled with it when we were on vacation. But then I just relaxed, I guess, and let my feelings take over, and I'm glad I did. Be the best friend you can be for her. That's all I'm saying, sweetie."

Mom suckled me again, and I shivered, "It's hard to stay focused when you do that, Mom. But I understand. That's the easy part. I'll be there for Mika whatever she needs if she needs anything. I may have an idea of what you mean about horizons. I'll leave ...

... that up to you to decide."

Mom continued to suckle me, moving from breast to breast. She reached down and began fingering me as she played with my nipples. I was a mess, squirming and moaning as Mom brought me to a sweet, quick orgasm.

Mom moved up to kiss me, and we lay kissing for a very long time. When we took a break, I suggested we move to a different position. Mom asked which one, and I told her one where we could pleasure each other at the same time. She liked that idea, so I moved down as she lay on her back. I straddled her and moved so my pussy was above her face. Then I leaned down and began licking her.

Mom was voracious, licking me. She'd suck on my labia, probe me with her tongue, swirl it over me bareness, and use her fingers to tease my rosebud. I had no idea what she's done with the four lovers she'd had so far, but Mom knew how to please, and I was glad she did.

I tried to be as varied as she was, placing my hand under her to caress her anus as I licked. I was sucking on her labia and painting her with my tongue. When I felt her focus on my clit, I did the same. Our moans combined to create sort of a rhythmic beat. The aroma of our combined musk filled the air as we continued making love.

Mom and I exchanged words, telling each other how wonderful we were feeling and how delicious we tasted. Sweet terms of endearment between mother and daughter were frequently used as we brought each other to another beautifully shared climax.

Our lovemaking ...