Baby's Got A Fever

by a2b

"Oh really?" asked the deep voice down the phone, "Well, I hope it's not anything serious."

"Oh no," she replied, "The doctor said she just has a high fever. But I think it'd be better if I stay in with her tonight."

"No that's fine," replied the voice, "I completely understand. We'll just have to arrange to go out on another night."

"Thanks Matt," she said, "I'll give you a call sometime during the week."

"Alright Sarah. Give Holly my best."

"Will do. Bye."

Sarah put the phone down with a sigh, brushing a lock of dark brown hair out of her eyes. It had been a long time since she had gone out with someone, and she had been looking forward to her's and Matt's date tonight. He was the first man she had felt a real connection with since Holly's jerkoff father had walked away.

She made her way up the stairs, glancing at photographs of herself and her five year old daughter Holly along the way. The simularites were obvious. Her daughter had inherited her brown hair, blue eyes and heart shaped face, Sarah smiled at the memory of when she gave birth and held her in her arms for the first time.

She opened the door to her daughter's room and supressed a chill. The window was wide open and there was an electric fan blowing cool air towards the bed Holly was laying on. The five year old had kicked off the covers and lay on the sheets, her lithe body shaking slightly,

"My poor baby's got a fever," said Sarah, sitting down on the edge of the bed, "How are you feeling, hun?"

"Hot." Holly said, her small voice barely a whisper,

Sarah looked down on her daughter, wishing there was something she could do to magic her fever away,

"How about a nice cold shower," suggested Sarah, "That might help to cool you down."

Holly sat up on the bed, her flush face nodding and her eyes half closed. Sarah scooped her up in her arms and immediately felt the heat radiating from the girl's body, feeling her own skin warm at the touch.

She carried her into the bathroom and set the young girl down on the floor, turning to switch on the shower,

"Will you get in with me?" asked Holly in her quiet voice,

"You just want mommy to do all the work, don't you?" Sarah said teasingly, bringing a smile out on her daughters face,

With the water running, Sarah knelt down in front of Holly, and grasped the hem of her nightshirt. She pulled the garment up and over her head and felt another wave of heat wash over her.

Sarah gasped slightly at the sight of Holly's body. Her smooth skin was flushed red and covered in sweat. Even her white cotton panties were soaked and stuck to her hot skin. Sarah peeled those down off her daughter's legs, the wet crotch sticking to Holly's baby sex.

With her daughter naked, Sarah lifted her up and into the cubicle, the five year old gasping as the cold water hit her hot skin. Sarah watched her daughter relish in the cold stream as she removed her own clothes. Pulling off her t-shirt and unclasping her bra, she let her large breasts spill out into the cool air. She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down her long legs, bringing her underwear with them, and then stepped under the water,

"Ahh," she gasped, "That's sooooo cold."

Holly giggled, a sound Sarah was happy to hear, and continued to rub her hands over her skin, spreading the cold water over her.

Sarah grabbed a bottle of shampoo and crouched down on the tiled floor, bringing her closer to Holly's height,

"Turn around and I'll do your hair."

The little girl obeyed, and Sarah began lathering up her hair. It was much like her mother's, only slightly lighter in shade and not as long, stopping at the back of her neck. As she massaged the suds into her scalp, Sarah felt her daughter relax against her, her warm body tight against her own.

Without warning, the little girl let out a cry, and Sarah felt hot liquid spalsh against her lower body and legs,

"I'm sorry mommy," said Holly, her voice shaking, "I tried to hold it..."

"Don't worry about it honey," said Sarah, feeling the girl's hot pee dribble down her body, "You're not feeling well. It wasn't your fault," Sarah rinsed the foam from her daughter's hair before reaching up to grab a bottle of body gel, "Besides, it's not the first time you've ever peed on me."

"What?" said the girl, looking up at her mother, "When have I peed on you?"

"When you were a baby," replied Sarah, squirting some gel into her hands, "Whenever I had to change your diaper, I'd get you all cleaned up and then," Sarah made a hissing sound as she lathered up her hands, "All over me. I used to think you were doing it on purpose."

The little girl laughed, Sarah's heart warmed at the sound. Evidently, this shower had been a good idea,

"I'm sorry mommy," Holly said when the laughs had stopped. She held out her cupped hands to her mother, "Let me help clean you."

"Okay," said Sarah, squirting some gel into Holly's hands, "I'll do the top half, you do the bottom."

Holly giggled at the word 'bottom', and quickly set to work on her mother's legs. Sarah, let out a soft sigh as she felt little hands run up and down her thighs. She spread the lotion over her chest, and her mind drifted to what might have happened tonight with Matt.

Her hands squeezed her breasts as her imagination cooked up all sorts of ideas, none of which would be happening tonight. But that was okay, her mind told her, being in the shower with Holly was much more fun.

It was then she realised that she was turned on, REALLY turned on. The pleasure wasn't coming from the firm orbs that sat on her chest, it was coming from lower down. Looking down, she saw why.

Holly's face was scrunched up in concentration. She had one hand holding her mother's curvy hip, the other was moving back and forth between her legs, her small fingers rubbing rapidly against her mound. At first, Sarah stared in disbelief, not just at the sight, but the sensations the little girl was bringing out,

"Holly!" she cried, her voice much hoarser then she would have prefered, and she grabbed on to her dughter's pistoning arm,

"What's wrong mommy?" asked Holly, looking up at her mother with her blue eyes full of angelic innocnece,

'That's wrong' came into her mind but was quickly dismissed. as was; 'stop it', 'you shouldn't touch mommy there' and 'that's my place to clean'. Sarah said none of these, instead,

"Make sure you clean inside as well." said Sarah, her voice shaking,

"Inside?"

Sarah reached down and spread her sex, unable to comprehend what she was thinking of doing with her daughter. Beautiful daughter, her mind corrected,

"Yes sweetie," she said, bringing her daughter's hand to her hole, "In here."

"Isn't that where pee-pee comes from?" asked Holly,

"No. Pee-pee comes from this hole," said Sarah, brushing Holly's fingers against the smaller hole, "This is the one where baby's come from."

"Where I came from?" asked Holly with a smile,

"Yes sweetie. This is where I need you to clean."

Holly nodded eagerly, and Sarah guided her daughter's fingers into her sex, all four of the small digits slipping in easily. Sarah moaned and leant back against the wall, sprading her legs to give Holly better access.

She could feel the girl's fingers spread inside her, brushing against the walls of her sex. They were pulled out slightly, and then pushed back in, bringing another moan from Sarah's lips,

"Holly," Sarah said, her breathless with arousal, "Mommy needs you to clean here as well, okay?"

As she spoke, she brought here daughter's free hand from her hip, and rested on her swollen clit, "Okay mommy." said Holly, and quickly began rubbing it in circles.

Her mommy was moaning a lot now, as she rubbed her big boobs in her hands. But she didn't ask Holly to stop what she was doing, so the little girl assumed that she was doing it right, and sped up her movements.

Sarah's mind was blank as her fiver year old 'cleaned' her. She moaned deeply with every thrust, and squealed in delight when Holly's fingers occasionally brushed the soft, spongy spot hidden within her. Her nipples were hard as stone, and she pinched them tightly between her fingers.

When her daughter sped up, her body went over the edge, and she screamed out loud, every muscle in her body twitching with release. Her pussy clamped down on Holly's intruding fingers, and the little girl cried out with fright at both the feeling and the noise from her mother.

Sarah's legs gave in, and she slid down the wall, panting for breath,

"Mommy?" asked a voice that sounded like it was coming from a million miles away, "Are you okay?"

Sarah's mind came back into focus, and she looked at her daughter, her eyes wide with alarm,

"Yes baby," said Sarah with a grin, hugging her daughter tightly, "Mommy feels' even better than okay."

"My hand's stuck."

Sarah looked down and saw her daughter's hand wedged inside her sex. Reaching down she pulled it out of her, the small thing covered in her juices,

"It's all hot and sticky." said Holly, staring at the wetness on her hands,

"Let mommy clean it off," said Sarah, and she brought the hand to her mouth, licking her cum from the girl's palm, "Mmmm."

Seeing the enjoyment her mother was having, Holly stuck out her tongue and licked along the back of her hand. Whatever it was, it was nice, and the five year old greedily sucked the rest of the juices from her fingers,

"Do you like that, baby?" asked Sarah, watching the small girl suck her hand dry, a dirty thought forming in her mind,

"Uh-huh." said Holly, mumbling around her fingers,

"Would you like mommy to get all the naughty heat out of you?"

"Yes please, mommy!" exclaimed Holly, spreading her legs,

"Well then, let's got to mommy's room," said Sarah, scooping her daughter up in her arms, "We'll be more comfortable there."

She switched off the shower and carried Holly out of the room. She didn't bother with towels for either of them, and they both entered her bedroom, wet and naked. She pulled back the covers and gently lay her daughter down, reaching over to switch on a bedside lamp. Sarah noticed that some of the redness had gone away, except for her little girl's mound, which swollen and crimson,

"Okay Holly," said Sarah in a momentary lapse of sanity, "This has to be a secret between me and you, okay?"

"Okay mommy." said Holly, her body shaking in anticipation,

Holding herself over her daughter, Sarah leant forward and pressed her lips against Holly's. When she felt the young girl pull away in what she thought was a quick peck like their kisses normally were, Sarah pushed down, and slipped her tongue into Holly's mouth. The young girl shrieked in surprise, the sound muffled by her mother's tongue, but when she got used to it, her own tongue slid against her mother's,

"Did you like that?" asked Sarah, pulling away,

"Yeah," said Holly, catching her breath, "Can we kiss like that all the time from now on?"

"Of course we can, baby."

Sarah glided down her daughter's body, trailing light kisses on her skin. She stopped at her chest, and sucked one of the tiny, pink buds into her mouth. Holly gasped as her mother flicked her tongue over the rubbery point, teasing it into erection. She repeated the process with the other nipple, and smiled down proudly at her handiwork.

Sarah had wondered whether her duaghter was too young for her body to respond to more mature sensations, but the stiffness of her nipples answered her question, and she continued her way down to the girl's puffy sex.

She gently put her hands on Holly's smooth, young thighs and pushed them apart, soft baby lips spreading in the process. Sarah's tongue slid out of her mouth, and tentatively pressed against the flesh of her daughter's sex.

Holly gasped at the contact and her hips bucked suddenly off the bed. Sarah pushed her back down and held her tightly as she ran her tongue between the swollen lips. Holly writhed on the bed, humping her sex up and down, moaning and squealing as her body rocked with new feelings of pleasure.

The five year old's sex offered no resistance as Sarah pushed her tongue inside Holly's baby hole. She shrieked again at the penetration, her legs clamping on hard around her mother's head, her small hands buried in her hair.

Sarah could feel the barrier of her daughter's virgintiy with the tip of her tongue. She contemplated taking it hen and there, but with a scream from her daughter, her mouth was filled with liquid sugar.

Her beautiful daughter oragsmed for the first time in her young life, her body arching off the king size bed, and Sarah thought she might drown in the tidal wave of the girl's sweet, sweet juices.

After what seemed like an eternity, the five year old's body dropped back onto the bed, her breathing deep and laboured,

"Holly," asked Sarah with concern, "Are you okay? I didn't go too far did I?"

Her daughter tried to sit up, but her arms buckled and she fell back onto the bed, "That..." she said between deep breaths, "Was so... much... fun..."

Sarah crawled up next to her daughter, curling her body around her's. Sarah rested her hand on her daughter's forehead, smiling as she felt that the fever had gone down. She watched the five year old drift off to sleep with a grin on her face, and as she reached over to switch off the light, calling Matt was the last thing on her mind.

The End.