The Challenge 5: Lisa’s Family - Sex Stories

The Challenge 5: Lisa’s Family

... dress. Next was her bra and thong. Lisa slid it off, letting it land at her feet. Lisa stood back, unzipping her own dress, sliding it down and stepping out of it. She watched her daughter’s nude body before her, Angela’s hands lightly moving across her skin. Lisa removed her own bra and thong, and then climbed on top of Angela, kissing her mouth, cheek and neck. Lisa kissed Angela’s erect nipples, pausing when she heard her daughter moan. She wondered just how aware Angela was. After lightly sucking a nipple, Lisa sat up, admiring Angela’s hourglass curves. “You’re beautiful baby,” Lisa whispered, bending down to kiss at Angela’s breasts, her own tits dragging across Angela’s tummy. Lisa kissed her way down to Angela’s pussy. She was trimmed in a similar fashion to Jules – a very light bush. Lisa sucked at Angela’s clit, guilt slowly melting away, listening to Angela whimper. “Mmmm,” Angela moaned loudly, one hand going to her own breast. Lisa paused her oral service to watch her daughter seemingly enjoy this. Lisa brought her own hand to massage Angela’s other large breast. Angela moaned again, louder this time. “You are enjoying this,” Lisa whispered. She stopped licking at Angela’s slit and climbed on top of her. “Mommy will be gentle,” She whispered, straddling Angela in such a way that her thigh landed on top of Angela’s pussy. Angela’s thigh was against Lisa’s own dripping sex. Lisa began humping her, grinding against her, thigh against pussy. For a second Lisa thought ...

... Angela’s eyes opened, but if so they closed immediately. Her mouth hung open as she moaned, Lisa bending down to kiss Angela’s bottom lip, nibbling lightly. Lisa kept working, thinking about the money and thinking about how gorgeous her daughter looked below her. Suddenly, Lisa felt it. She felt Angela grind back against her mother. “Yes, please, please do it back,” Lisa thought. It felt so good. As their mutual pleasure increased, Lisa wondered if Angela would remember this or if it was all a dream. It didn’t matter, she guessed. Lisa thought Angela could quit modeling. With the money Lisa was bringing in, Angela could go to college or move away somewhere, away from Rodney and her other friends. Angela let out a louder moan, her body starting to shake. She suddenly gripped her mother’s forearm next to her head. Lisa, fearful of causing her to come out of her sedation, if that was possible, again attempted to be as quiet, grinding her way against Angela to her own orgasm. Lisa collapsed on top of her, catching her breath. “Thank you, my sweet darling, thank you,” Lisa thought, kissing and licking at Angela’s open mouth. “I love you.” Lisa climbed off Angela, grabbed the camera and her clothes, and left her daughter whimpering, alone in the bed. “Mom,” Angela whispered. “Come back, please,” was the last thing she said before going to sleep minutes later. Chapter 9 Lisa was sitting on the couch, hands to her face, crying, when Alice returned from her walk. “Hey mom. So did you ...