Mom's Awakening: The Tension Grows
Date: 8/17/2024,
Categories:
Incest Fantasy,
Author: Grenefire
The sexual tension between Rachel, my daughter, and me had been building for days. Yet despite that, I never could have imagined waking up in the middle of the night to find her masturbating in the same room as me.
Rachel convinced me to take her to Miami as a way for me to connect with myself and let loose away from the prying eyes of our community. I could never have imagined letting loose would include the two of us masturbating together.
I woke up wracked with guilt. Looking over at Rachel, I was unsure what to expect. Instead of being disgusted with me, she smiled at me warmly."We should talk," I said, feeling ashamed.
"Mom, it is okay. We were both turned on, and things got a bit out of hand," Rachel nonchalantly said.
"A bit out of hand? It was wrong," I declared.
"These things happen," Rachel insisted.
I was completely thrown by her reaction. Something about what she said made me wonder if this has happened to her before. I decided to let things go and figured I could always bring it up with her later.
"Mom, I'm going to shower real quick. I want to hit the beach before it gets too hot," Rachel said, closing the door to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, Rachel came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, her wavy brown hair still damp.
Drops of water clung to her skin as she sauntered into the room. I held my breath, taking in my daughter's beauty. Despite being overwhelmed with guilt, I couldn't help but check her out.
"Shower's ...
... yours," Rachel announced.
"Thanks," I said, looking down, unable to look Rachel in the eyes.
I grabbed my clothes and made my way to the bathroom.
As the water washed over me, tears rolled down my cheeks. Choosing to dress more immodestly was one thing, but actively masturbating with my daughter was something else altogether.
I felt ashamed of my burgeoning sexuality and felt ill-equipped to handle it. Despite my worries, I knew I had a week of vacation left with Rachel and needed to get my act together.
I took a deep breath and let the water melt my worries away.
Leaving the bathroom, I was shocked to see Rachel wearing the tiniest bikini I had ever seen. The top strained against Rachel's breasts, barely covering her areola, while the bottom was a thin piece of cloth held together by clear straps that molded into Rachel's womanly hips. The back of the bikini was completely bare, revealing her perfectly toned behind.
The heat in my body rose as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing.
As Rachel walked towards me, I couldn't help but notice the confidence in her stride. She knew she looked amazing and had every right to feel that way. Her smile was radiant, and I could tell she was enjoying her effect on me.
I stood there frozen, unsure of what to do or say. I felt my labia beginning to swell and the wetness growing between my legs. My body wanted to be pleasured, but my motherly instincts kicked in.
"There is no way you are going out like that," I ...