Blythe, Part 2

by harriet hotter

Sorry it has been so long since I wrote I was very ill the past year and have been fighting for my life.

This is a work of fiction any resemblance to anyone alive or dead is accidental.

Blythe changed out of her shirt into a see through chamois it was purple and matched her butterfly g string panties. The top and the panties were a gift from her mother after a few weeks of begging she had talked her mom into getting them for her. She looked at herself in the mirror; you could clearly see her nipples and the slit of her pussy through the thin material. She went to her bed to lie down as she heard her dad get out of the shower. Lying on her bed she arranged the sheet to cover her but at the same time show her crotch, nipples and one foot. Only the top button of her chamois was buttoned showing her belly button.

As the hot little girl heard her father approach her door she feigned sleep. He opened the door slowly and crept into the room. Through slitted eyes she watched her handsome dad look down on her she felt thrilled to see his eyes scan her tiny body. James leaned over reaching out he held his hand over her little bald mound, unknown to him his daughter was hoping her would touch her just this once. She could feel the heat from his palm the pulse in her neck raised.

At the last moment he pulled his hand back and bent over to kiss her forehead. Blythe watched him walk out feeling disappointed but excited that he got closer to touching her each day. The moment he was out of the room she rolled out of bed .Crawling swiftly with her ass in the air she went to peek under the door.

Her father walked to the desk next to the front door and she watched him transform. As the slave took off his collar he became the top flight exec he looked taller, mean, aggressive. This man drove a firm with ruthless intent this man she didn't know. He was cold calculating never looked at her or her mother like the sexy females they were. Blythe lost interest in this man she stood and waited for him to leave.

Heading over to her desk she took out her set of ribbons and a pair of scissors. With practiced ease she cut five lengths of blue ribbon she tied one around her neck with a big bow. She then tied one on each ankle and each wrist as well. A few moments later she heard her father drive away. Swiftly snatching up her little teddy bear she headed back up stairs.

Pausing at her mother's door she affected a sleepy look on her face and slowly pushed the door open. "Mommy, can I come and drink?" this had long been the code phrase for "Mommy can I nurse?" her mother was still in the glow from sex and drifting in and out of sleep the thought of nursing her girl sounded lovely. Dian was a big believer in letting children nurse as long as they wanted, as far as she was concerned her daughter could nurse until she moved out. Dian lifted the corner of the bedspread exposing her large breasts "Of course baby come lay down with mommy."

As Blythe approached the bed she "accidentally" dropped her teddy .stopping short she pivoted on her feet and bent over at the waist to show her g string panty clad but to her mother. One long leg stretched out to accent the muscles and tighten her but. Her mother got a full view of her little asshole winking at her and the g string parting her little puffy pussy lips. A shocking spark of lust hit her mother right in the crotch she was suddenly dripping wet and had to fight to not gasp.

Dian composed herself as her child turned back around and sleepily crawled into bed. Blythe dropped teddy behind her as she snuggled up to her mother's breast. Lying on her left side she tucked her left hand under her mother's right breast in order to guide the large nipple to her mouth. Her mother rolled slightly on to her back as she started to drift off again, forcing Blythe to put her right leg over her mom's leg to lift her up a bit to stay latched on. Her free hand she used to massage her mother's left tit to stimulate milk flow.

As the warm sweet milk started to trickle into her mouth she went into a normal feeding habit, a ritual long practiced by both. The action and comfort of breast feeding was so comforting to Dian that she soon fell into a deep sleep.

Blythe watched her mother carefully as she slowly began to mover her hand away from her breast and down to her mother's smooth pussy. Dian had long ago had all her hair removed by laser so that she was always smooth as a new born. Her mom's sopping wet cunt was slightly spread and offered no resistance to her tiny finger. Swiftly finding her clit the tiny preteen began to rub her mother's clit in small circles. In a few moments her hips began to slowly gyrate to match the rhythm.

Faster and faster she rubbed feeling her mom's heat beat faster she broke into a sweat suddenly Dian crashed into a full orgasm thrusting her hips in the air her eyes flew open in surprise. Seizing the opportunity the tiny pixie of a girl let go of the nipple and jammed her tiny fist into her mother's cunt up past the wrist! This set off a second earth shattering orgasm and her mother was helpless to anything but ride it out.

As the wave of pleasure dropped off Blythe continued to pump her fist in and out of her mother.as her daughter fisted her and she thrashed about Dian was torn between happiness and anger and lust. "Baby you shouldn't be doing that to mommy it's so wrong and if anyone ever knew they would put me in jail!"

Blythe began licking at her mother's clit she said a word between each lick "I know mommy but you are so sexy I will never tell." As she was licking her mom Blythe began to turn her body so that her g string clad bottom was near her mother's face. "If I'm being a bad girl mommy please spank me!"

Experimentally Dian cracked her hand on her daughter's ass cheek causing her to both yelp and to latch her mouth onto her clit. With a mouth used to sucking a nipple for years the vacuum applied to her clit was mind blowing! She continued to smack her kids ass and Blythe kept sucking her mother's pussy and pumping her fist in and out. Often Blythe would move her ass to cause her mother's fingers to hit her tiny cunt. As Dian felt another orgasm wash over her she pinched her daughters tiny clit sending her over the edge as well.

Both mother and daughter collapsed into their afterglow, after a moment Blythe pulled her hand out of her mother with a wet pop making her mom gasp and shudder. Turning around she began to nurse on the other breast. Her mother stoked her hair and cuddled her tight as they both drifted off for a nap.