Mom's Awakening: The Tension Grows - Sex Stories

Mom's Awakening: The Tension Grows

... her breath caught in her throat. It was like we were in our own little world, completely wrapped up in the playful flirtation between us.

I constantly had to remind myself that Rachel was my daughter, and that I had a husband back home who loved me.

Eventually, we returned to the shore, the sun hot on our skin and our bodies slick with water. I felt a little breathless as we lay on our towels like I had just experienced something new and exciting for the first time.

I saw Rachel in a completely different light. Her laughter was more intoxicating, her touch more electric. I felt young again, like I did when Robbie and I first started dating.

"You know," Rachel said, propping herself up on her elbow and gazing at me with a sly smile. "I think we make a pretty good team."

I grinned back at her, feeling a little bold.

"Then, I guess we should spend a lot more time together," I grinned.

Rachel's smile widened. "I like the sound of that."

As we settled back into our blanket, Rachel started to reapply her tanning oil. Between the dampness of the ocean water and the tanning oil, my daughter's skin shined in the summer sun. Oil dripped down her cleavage, bringing attention to her perky tits. Her glistening breasts jiggled slightly with every breath she took, almost causing her bikini to slip off and reveal her nipples to the public.

I couldn't help but notice the stares and whistles from the men around us and envy their desire for her.

I turned on my ...

... back and sheepishly asked, "Would you mind applying some of that tanning oil on me? I think it is time I try another new thing today."

Rachel splashed oil onto her hands without saying a word and began massaging it into my skin. As her fingers worked their way across my back, I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my stomach. I had never been touched like this before by another woman, let alone my daughter. There was a tenderness and care to her touch that was so different from Rob's.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Rachel asked, her voice low and husky.

I nodded, unable to form words. As Rachel continued to rub the oil into my skin, her fingers ventured lower and lower, grazing the top of my bikini bottoms.

"You know, Mom," Rachel murmured, her lips close to my ear. "I can think of a few more new things we could try today."

My heart raced as Rachel's hand slipped beneath the fabric of my bikini, tracing circles around my hip bone. I turned to face her, my heart pounding in my chest.

As Rachel teased me, her lack of reaction to last night's events kept playing in my mind.

I cleared my voice before finally saying something. "You know this morning when you said that these things happen. What were you referring to?" I asked, no longer able to control my curiosity.

Rachel's fingers continued to move further down my legs as she spread the oil on my body. I unconsciously opened my legs, involuntarily giving her access to my inner thighs. Rachel dripped oil down my ...