Angel in the Night

by Chrissygirl

The early morning sun streamed through the curtains making little prints of lace across the sheets on the bed. The morning light seemed to push away the darkness of the night.

I lay there in bed straining to see through the sleep that made my eyes heavy, watching my little angel as she lay sleeping next to me. Somehow, it all seemed like a dream, the morning, the warmth of the sun, and the knowledge of what had happened that night.

She had come to my room at about eleven, "Mommy I can't sleep it's too hot."

I looked into her face that was so sweet and somehow had to pretend to be scolding, "Oh, all right, but only for a little while."

She lifted the covers and giggled, "Mommy, you don't have any clothes on!"

"I know. Like you said, it's too hot."

Her eyes got wide, and she smiled at me and asked, "Can I take my nightie off? I'm hot too."

At this point I was starting to get somewhat flush, "O.K., it's just us two girls right?"

She stretched her nightie off over her head and pulled her cotton panties to the floor. I could not help but notice how cute my seven-year-old daughter really was. Her skin was so soft and tight—smooth like satin, with that pre-pubescent glow. I started to feel a tingle, but reminded myself that this was my daughter.

As we lay there in bed, her eyes seemed to focus on my breast which made my nipples hard. "Mommy, when I was a baby did I suck on you?"

The question startled me, "And where did you get a question like that young lady?"

"Yesterday we saw the baby at the mall."

I drew a deep breath, "Oh, that's right. You were asking me about it. Yes darling, you were a breast baby."

Suddenly my angel grinned like a little devil, "Did I like it?"

That made my tingle go to a throbbing. "Well I suppose you did, you never turned them down."

She giggled again, "Can I touch them they look so squishy?"

I was so thrown back by the thought of having squishy breasts that I didn't think about where this was leading. "Hey young lady, my boobs are not squishy; they are firm and developed."

"Can I touch them? I want to see." She did not wait for an answer and before I could say anything both hands where on my chest. I let out a moan as she rolled my ample breast in her small little hands. "Mommy can I see if I still like them?"

I know I should have said no, but my nipples were so hard and my desire so strong that I could not turn her down. She opened her tiny mouth and latched onto one breast while still fondling the other. Her warm mouth gently started sucking as her tongue caressed the bottom of my hard nipple.

"Oh, baby that feels so good." My hand went to the back of her head and started stroking her hair. Through my heavy breathing I started talking to her again, "Yes that's right, now do the same to the other one."

Without hesitation she moved to the other breast. This must have gone on for an hour. I don't know really. Time had no meaning.

Then she looked me in the eyes and said, "Oh Mommy I wish I were more like you. You are so pretty."

"That will come in time sweetie. However, you are just like me between your legs. Your cunny is just like Mommy's." I opened her legs to see her pouty little lips. I could see she was already wet with little-girl juice. Then I opened my legs so she could see my bare pussy. I like to keep my pussy shaved because I like the way it looks, never dreaming I would be comparing hers to mine.

She giggled as she asked me again, "Can I touch that too?"

"Yes you can touch it, but let me show you how." I took her hand in mine and guided her little fingers to my clit and started doing little circles. Through my heavy breathing I told her, "That's right, just like that. You know that will feel good on you too. Try it." I guided her small finger over to her smooth little cunny and we started doing circles on her. This time it was her doing the moaning.

With that I could not stand it anymore. I took my hand and gently pushed her to the bed. I spread her legs and started licking up all her girl juices. I have never been so turned on in my life with anyone. The more I tasted of her, the more of her I wanted.

Her hips where straining to push themselves onto my mouth. My angel started to moan louder, "Mommy don't stop it feels so—good."

With that her words faded and she lay still just for a minute. "Oh Mommy, does it always feel like that?"

"Most of the time, do you want to do that to me?"

Her eyes lit up as she practically shouted, "Yes I really want to." She went down on me like a hungry girl with a candy bar. She had learned fast as she went straight for my clit and sucked it into her mouth. Then I felt a small finger enter into my pussy. That was it, that is what pushed me over the top. My flood gates opened and I gushed all over her angel face. She crawled back up to me and we kissed for several minutes. Then she rolled over and fell asleep with my arm over her tiny breast.

Now morning has come, and my angel is waking. "Hi Mommy, can I have some breakfast? I'm really hungry this morning."

"O.K. but can I have a kiss first?"

She smiled back at me, "Sure, and if it's hot tonight can I sleep with you again?"

I giggled like a little girl, "You can sleep with me even if it's not too hot.