My Lonely Daughter

by Thirty-teen

Hello, my name is Jenny. I am 29 with average height and a petite body like my daughter's. We share most our clothes which is very nice on the budget. We both have c-cups and a sexy curve to follow. I have had many compliments when a man grabs the small of my back and can almost wrap his fingers the whole way around. I always keep my ass firm with a family exercise secret that I share with my daughter.

I have a 14-year-old daughter, Katie, who is a very beautiful and shy girl. She has long brown hair, pretty green eyes, a small cute nose and a sexy smile with tiny lips that do a neat little curl with her facial expressions. She has that perky, sweet bubbly personality type that everyone loves but she rarely shares it with anyone. Katie has a soft squeaky voice that melted me one night when she playfully acted sexy one night. We were doing funny voices and she got close to my ear and spoke sexy. It scared me because it made me wet and flush. I covered it up and she never spoke of it.

She told me of her attraction to other girls one night when I could see something was bothering her. We talk freely with each other and I hide very little with her. I believe she should know as much as she can handle now so that she becomes a strong adult woman. She has been a bit depressed from loneliness the past month. It must be very hard for her at her age. I came up with a plan to help.

I had some old 80's clothes and a short-haired-blonde wig that I used to wear out to clubs. I put on a short pink skirt and a light-blue shirt that hung off one shoulder with a pink bra underneath. I put on a bit of the makeup from those days.

I could barely recognize myself and looked like I was 20 again. My plan was to act like a girl that was attracted to her and try to make her happy again. I figured if it worked, we could maybe do a role play once in a while if she liked it. I put a lot of thought into this, all the way down to having music set up for later. I also got mentally prepared for kissing my own daughter if it worked really well.

She arrived home from school and announced it when she walked through the door. I shouted from the living room that I had a friend I wanted her to meet. She came in the room and her jaw dropped.

"Mom?" she asked.

I answered in a sultry voice, "Hi, my name is Amber. Your mother invited me over to meet you. I hear we have something in common."

Katie picked up on what I was doing quickly. Maybe it was my nervousness that slightly showed through my changed voice. She stood there for what seemed an eternity, but was probably 4-5 minutes. I could see she was processing what was going on and I gave her every minute she needed.

She finally spoke: "Hi, I am Katie, nice to meet you."

She came over and gave me a hug. She asked me where her mom was and I said that she quickly snuck out when she heard you coming.

Katie was very smart with her questions. She would ask things about "Amber" that would also give her clues about what my little plan was. When she pretty much had it figured out, she invited me (Amber) to watch a movie. I was so happy she wanted to play this out.

She poured some wine and popped in a movie. I thought to myself "that little weasel" because I couldn't break character.

We sat close to each other and exchanged some small talk until we got more comfortable. She then started getting a little more personal. She told me how pretty I was and kissed me on the cheek. Even though I thought I was mentally prepared to kiss my own daughter, I got very nervous and it showed. I covered it some by telling her that I was a shy girl. She smiled, put her arm around me and explained that she was shy also.

We sat together a little while in silence, watching the movie as she caressed my shoulder. We turned to one another at the same time and my heart dropped. I could see in her eyes that she was moving in for a kiss. I felt like I was learning to date all over again. Katie moved closer, closed her eyes and planted her lips on mine. She was so subtle and soft about it. She gave a couple small pecks and then I could feel her tongue part my lips. I started to kiss back and got lost in her passion. She found a way to release me as her mother and forget all I knew about her. I lost all track of time and was enjoying her tongue with mine. We broke kissing and she gave me a smile that I have never seen from her.

Katie looked into my eyes as to get some kind of tell. She closed her eyes, leaned in and started kissing me again. This time she put some weight into me, pressing me on my back onto the couch. I felt her hand on my stomach and began to inch up under my shirt. I was paralyzed and could not stop her. Maybe it was fear or maybe it was curiosity or both? Her hand made it under my bra and my nipples stiffened more than they already were. I could feel her heartbeat as well as mine pounding away. I had no plan of letting it go this far but wasn't planning on stopping either. I began to return the favor as I slid my hand under the back of her blouse and undo her bra. She jolted a bit as it unsnapped and freed her breast.

She sat up, pulling me with her and said "I love you". She held out her hand and stood us up when I put my hand in hers. She pushed me in front of her, heading for her bedroom. What have I done, I was thinking. Halfway down the hall, she found and undid my skirt zipper. It fell to the floor, exposing my pink, wet-stained panties. She had her shirt, bra off and her pants were down to her ankles as we shuffled us into her room. I was about to have my first lesbian experience and it was going to be with my daughter.

We ended up standing next to her bed with just our panties on. I finally got some thoughts together. After seeing how soaked her panties were, I knew I had to finish what I had started. I pulled her to me, grabbing her by her small waist. Our legs went inside each other's and we moaned together as our pussies got their first contact after passionate kissing. I was surprised at how sensitive my clit was as we slowly grinded into one another. I felt Katie's knees buckle as she fell on the bed. I tried to catch her but was kind of out of it myself.

She muttered, "I can't take it no more, please do it, please..." I knew what she wanted.

It was easier than I thought. I actually didn't think and dropped to my knees. I pulled at her panties and she lifted her firm ass in the air, just enough so I could slide them off. The aroma of pussy juice filled the air. I started kissing her ankle and she moaned, "No! Just do it" and I drove my face between my 14-year-old daughter's legs and laid my lips on her pussy. She screamed out and slowly started humping my face. She had my head in her hands and was guiding me to her clit. I slid my tongue out and up between her lips as I looked over her mound to see her beautiful green eyes roll back. She started screaming, "Yeah, yeah," and shuttered in a wave of convulsions as my tongue met her clit for the first time. She yelled, "My tummy," and tried to clinch her six pack with her hands as her knees closed, locking my head in her thighs. She collapsed in a quiet mass, breathing heavily as I watched her tummy move up and down furiously.

I slowly climbed between her legs pulling my panties to the floor. I came immediately as our pussies made contact. I couldn't explore her sexy body enough as we kept grinding each other, kissing as the last of her pussy juice that I had failed to swallow covered our chin and cheeks. I kept sneaking looks in the mirror at our bodies, perfectly molded together. I lost count of how many times we came and passed out in each other's arms.

We woke up with our skin stuck together and peeled apart enough to cuddle more comfortably. She whispered in my ear to stay the night. I smiled and asked if there was anything to eat. She giggled and guided our naked bodies to the kitchen. I have found a glorious new world with my daughter and plan to explore it from one end to the next...