Forbidden Fruit - Sex Stories

Forbidden Fruit

... better. It's you."

Abbey lingered for a few more seconds, and then slid her hands lower. Eileen did not wear a bra and Abbey felt nothing but soft, supple skin all the way to the tips of Eileen's breasts. The lightweight dress easily gave way to the probing fingers, which stopped only when Abbey realized she was at Eileen's nipples.

Abbey gently squeezed the breasts. Their bodies were touching and the dresses did little to take away the sensation of skin on skin. Abbey squeezed again.

Eileen had moved very little during the last minute or two, but now she reached up and grabbed the shoulder straps of her dress. She very slowly pulled them down and allowed the straps to fall to her elbows. A second later she pulled here arms out and let the dress fall to her waist, where she held it in place.

All of that was possible without Abbey moving her hands, but she was hesitant to take advantage of Eileen's topless condition.

"Touch me, Mom. Touch me the way you think Kate would," Eileen said.

Once again, Eileen was making it easy for Abbey to go on. It was just...difficult, and unnatural for Abbey to do what she wanted to do.

"I, I can't. It's not...right," Abbey said.

"Please, Mom."

Abbey pushed aside the last of her reservations and reached out for Eileen's nipples. Once she made contact with them, she put her palms over them and held Eileen's breasts loosely. Then she rubbed them a little harder and wrapped her fingers around the breasts a little more ...

... tightly.

She could see that Eileen's eyes were closed and she could feel Eileen's breathing become more erratic.

"You feel wonderful, honey," Abbey said.

"It feels great, Mom. Please don't stop."

Abbey kneaded the soft skin, cupped the breasts in her hands, and generally touched every square inch of them over and over. She heard Eileen moan.

"Tell me when to stop," Abbey spoke softly.

"Never."

Abbey compressed the breasts against her daughter's chest and massaged them until the nipples were twice the size as when she first touched them. Somehow, she found the courage to take one between her fingers and squeeze it.

"Oh God, Mom. Yes!"

Abbey took the other nipple and pinched both of them simultaneously. Eileen's body stiffened and she moaned even louder.

"Come around and use your mouth. I'm begging you. Please," Eileen said.

All the indecision that Abbey fought off to get to that point returned. How far could they go without hurting each other in some way? Would they regret all of this later?

But to hear her daughter begging for it was too much for Abbey to refuse. She let go of the breasts. Eileen began to turn until they were face to face. Their eyes met in a moment of uncertainty before Abbey peered down at the luscious breasts she had been holding.

Without any more delay—for fear of backing out—Abbey leaned down and lightly kissed the side of Eileen's left breast. She put a hand under the right breast, and then moved her lips until they ...