Over the last year, my daughter, Kylie, has managed to do what I never expected: to surprise me. My sex life had turned a corner now that Kyle was at college; gone were the pressures of bringing her up on my own. However, I wondered what my quiet, shy girl had morphed into?
Kylie was doing a media and film production course. I was so proud. My friends tell me she is a carbon copy of me. I was only fifteen years older than her. She had just left with her current boyfriend, Mark, to take video for her latest assignment. I told them I had lunch planned at a restaurant with my friends and would see them later tonight.
It was Saturday morning. I was still tired from the unusually hectic week at work. As the door shut behind them, I sighed wearily, then turned to go upstairs to take an early shower before my lunch date. I only hoped I could stay awake.
I smiled at the thought of Mark. He was the best she had brought home so far. He was witty and funny. Someone with intelligence for a change. It helped, too, that he was also the best-looking man so far.
Tired as I was, the last thought caused a tightness in my body and a rush of heat. Should I take a longer shower with my friend ‘Dan’?
As I climbed the stairs, it started to rain. Faint alarm bells stirred within me, but I could not put my finger on it. Oh well, as I continued upwards, it would come to me.
My daughter recently gave me her dildo after I borrowed it. A dildo was something I had not previously thought to own or require. I had named my phallus of comfort ‘Dan’. He was big, beautiful, and had an oversized, much-loved knob. I smiled. It massaged all the right places, particularly when stuck to the shower wall.
Discarding the last of my clothes, I climbed into the shower with my lubricant and, most importantly, Dan. No, as I paused studying him, he could be Mark today. It is not like Kylie will ever know.
This wicked thought made my body tingle with expectation as I fixed him to the wall, facing out of the shower. I pulled the shower curtain back across, turning the space into a cosy, secret cubicle.
It was both an old and odd bathroom. It was built in an ‘L’ shape with a bath-shower at one end of the ‘L’. With a start, I realised I had not locked the front door. The thought, however, came too late. I could do it after my shower, putting it on my mental to-do list.
Teasingly, I rub the cheeks of my bum back and forth over Mark as I apply lube to the rest of my body. Lubing completed, I cradle my breasts and then, squeezing them together, I watch as it causes thick lube to ooze up between them. Massaging my breasts I then gently pinch my erect plump tits sending a shiver down my spine. Rolling each nipple between my fingers causes further waves of pleasure to engulf me.
All the while, I wiggle my firm bum wantonly across Mark’s slippery round knob.
“Oh, God,” I cry. That feels so good.
Mark, are you ready?
Do you want me, do you want to fuck me?
Please fuck me, Mark.
My hips sway to an inner rhythm, filling me with the urge to push down onto Mark, and causing my vagina to spasm with pleasure. Moving my fingers into my slit I run them across my clit and slowly, tentatively around to my arse. I let out a soft moan, my whole body approving of this intimate attention.
Up and down my fingers went with my rear swaying provocatively, just brushing Mark’s wet, hard shaft. My body was seeking more, expectant, thick precum ran down my legs.
Rubbing my clit quicker causes me to moan out loud, “Arh, Mark, come fuck me.”
Mark stands before me, blue-eyed and muscular in my mind. Leaning forward I ease his thick cock into me. As I feel his balls push up against my pussy, I eagerly accept him.
“Fuck me Mark, push into me now, I am all yours, take me now,” I cry as I straighten, imagining him kissing the back of my neck. I moan quietly to myself.
The rain on the roof is louder now as Mark starts thrusting back and forth, going deeper into me.
“Harder Mark, I want you so much,” picturing his face as his cock pulsates inside of me. I imagine the sensation of his hot cum filling me.
“Cum for me Mark, please…give it to me now, fill me with your hot cum,” moaning loudly as I rub my lubed clit frantically.
“I need you to cum…Now!…Please, Mark.”
The rain outside was even heavier now, almost drowning out my groans of self-pleasure.
“Fuck, Oh, Fuck!” as I start to climax, only to be cut short by the sound of the front door opening.
FUCK. Intruders!
Breathing heavily, I froze, listening, panic now replacing my euphoria of only a moment ago.
“Shit,” I utter as I realise, I had not locked the bathroom door either.
I let out another expletive, “Oh Fuck.”
Shit I thought, I must be quiet, as I covered my mouth.
Relief floods my tensed body as I hear my daughter’s and Mark’s voices as they make their way up the stairs, giggling. They are early, the rain must have prevented Kylie from completing her video assignment. They must think I had already gone on my lunchtime date.
A sigh of relief almost escapes me, my hand flying again to cover my mouth.
More giggling by both as they continue slowly up to the landing.
I cannot see them, but I hear the bathroom door open, as they both come running and giggling into view.
Utterly naked.
Before I could say anything, my daughter announced with another giggle.
“Fuck Mark, hear that rain. Now, what do you propose to do with that wicked water serpent of yours?”
Adding, “I hope it involves me!”
“You can count on that,” as he mockingly slaps her bum, making her whirl back around to him.
Through a narrow slit in the curtain, I could see them embracing and kissing.
I was about to announce my presence, but something held me back. If it were strangers, we would be all shocked and undoubtedly embarrassed. However, you would never have to see each other again. With family, you must live with them. I had just gotten over a difficult period in our daughter-mother relationship. I had no wish to jeopardize that again.
My daughter was purring, and as they kissed, she stroked his fat shaft. Mark’s hands rolled and cupped her breasts until he suddenly grabbed her bum and pulled her up close to him, forcing her up onto her tippy toes.
Somehow, I felt even more sure I had missed my chance to declare my presence. Hopefully, they would head for the bedroom soon.
Despite knowing what I was doing was wrong, I found that watching them make love was sexually arousing. My vagina continued to leak creamy cum down my leg with Mark still embedded deep within me.
Mark knelt before her and started to lick her wet pussy. She leaned back on the vanity sink, lifting her leg closest to me onto the vanity, allowing Mark better access. Up and down his fat tongue went.
I imagined his hot tongue on my pussy as I watched. I moaned silently behind the curtain.
He started flicking the tip of his tongue over her erect clit, making her moan continuously.
I could not help myself as I peeped through the small crack in the shower curtain. Unable to move in case they saw me. I was finding it harder and harder not to moan aloud.
Mark’s cock bounced up and down between his legs, his fully erect manhood on display to me.
I never held voyeuristic intentions, but here I was, riveted to the scene unfolding before me.
With determination, I realized that enough is enough. I knew I had to cough or make a sound to ensure they knew I was here.
But.
I did not.
Instead, I rocked back and forth ever so slowly on Mark’s shaft. My juices were flowing even more now. I moaned a silent moan, over and over. My body was trembling with sexual tension.
I was now physically unable to announce my presence.
“Mark, that’s so good, please don’t stop,” Kylie encouraged.
Time passed with continuous loud moans and cries from both. This was to a background of wet slurping and sucking sounds. Suddenly, they both came simultaneously in a series of quick jerks, taking me by surprise. A rush of hot sex juices flooded out of Kylie and onto Mark’s partly withdrawn shaft, followed by a flood of pearly white cum.
I realised then, with pride, that Kylie came the same way I did.
I silently prayed. Move to the bedroom, for God’s sake. Alarmingly, however, they were getting closer to me all the time.
“Fuck me, Mark. Fuck me hard baby,” Kylie pleaded.
With that, Mark stood up, and as he pulled her off the bench, he spun her round, so she was suddenly facing me. I stood rigid, frozen behind the curtain. I saw only raw lust in her eyes and was sure then that she hadn’t noticed me.
As she bent slightly over, Mark pushed his cock between her legs from behind as I watched his knob protrude briefly, only to disappear as he thrust up and into my daughter’s open vagina. Once his cock was perfectly seated, Kylie stood on tippy toes as Mark thrust intensely in and out. She had one hand on the wall to steady them both, and the other wrapped behind Mark’s neck.
I was close enough to hear Mark’s balls slapping her bum as he thrust into her repeatedly, rhythmically.
The moaning and groaning were reaching a fever pitch when Mark suddenly pushed her forward, so she was bent double. Withdrawing his cock, he repositioned his wet quivering cock at her brown wrinkled entrance and hesitated.
“Yes, Mark, yes, now fuck me. Yes, fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy,” uttered Kylie helplessly, over and over, urgently.
His cock pushed back into her pulsating pussy helped by the love juices already there from all their previous rutting.
I watched, mesmerized, as it slowly went deeper.
“More Mark, I want all of you in. Oh, fuck me,” she cried in ecstasy.
I silently repeated, “More Mark, I want all of you in. Oh, fuck me.” I pushed back hard.
She grabbed the bath rim just as Mark started to thrust in and out, grunting loudly.
I could see his face clearly; he was not far from climaxing.
A few slow thrusts by Mark in and out of me, and I too was approaching what I desperately was seeking.
My daughter was screaming her delight bent over, ridged with Mark pounding in and out of her tight wet vagina.
Mark did not know it, but he was pounding mine at the same time. I matched his thrusts into Kylie with each of my backward thrusts.
“Arh fuck…fuck,” my daughter screamed over and over as she jerked, orgasms racing through her.
Mark howled, eyes glazed, unseeing as he came soon after. His head thrown back, cock arching up as it disconnected from my daughter. Creamy, thick cum spurted high in the air landing on her back. Another hot ribbon of cum was ejected up into the air before descending with a splat on my daughter’s upper back.
It was too much. I bent forward as I pushed back hard, causing my head to fly out of the shower past the curtain, as a quivering orgasm embraced me.
“Fuck, Oh Fuck…I’m coming. Oh, Fuck. Oh, Fuck.”
I looked up just as Mark finished with a huge, high gush of hot ribbony cum. It shot upwards again before landing on my breast and face with a few creamy drops landing in my open mouth.
“Arh fuck,” I screamed as I came hard, all the breath pushed from my bent body. Pussy contracting on Mark’s cock, tight, quivering as I came again.
“Mum?” drifted up from somewhere below me.
As Kylie began to stand upright. “Mum, you’re not meant to be here!”
No longer bent prone, the dildo popped out of me. I was still recovering when I realised my daughter had joined me and was turning on the shower nozzle.
“Oh Fuck,” I said wondering what she was up to.
Kylie’s actions were perplexing and unexpected. I was confused. Surely, this was not how most people would react to a ‘Peeping Tom’.
Trapped between her and the taps, she adjusted the water temperature as it shot over our heads, hitting the back wall.
I felt her hands exploring my contours.
I took her head between my hands, looked into her eyes, and firmly said, “No, remember, we agreed never again.”
“Yes, Mum,” turning her head to Mark, “What are you waiting for? Aren’t you going to join us?”
Mark needed no further encouragement, hopping in while pumping his hardening cock, the shower spray hitting him before kneeling behind Kylie.
“No, Kylie, we promised,” I said huskily, still on a high, my body primed for more.
“Yes, Mum, never again,” as she began to run the back of her tongue down the front of my body.
“Nooooooooo,” I moaned in dismay as I watched her slowly descend, haslting only slightly, as she impaled herself onto Mark’s cock again.
My legs were trembling as I reached above me to grab the shower nozzle for support, my breasts thrusting outward, nipples hard. Mark gasped as he watched.
Mark’s blue eyes stared back at mine for real now. Kylie groaned as she reached full penetration, at the same time as she reached my clit with her eager tongue.
Mark grunted, his eyes locked on mine, as he filled my daughter’s womb with sticky cum, his knob just in her. Out of the corner of my eye I watched his cock pulse and move as he pumped hot cum into her. It was too erotic for me to bear.
Leaning my head back, I let out a long, continuous moan as another orgasm spread, moving with the ‘speed of light’ throughout my body.
Kylie’s tongue flicked my clit, then sucked it sending me over the top again, my eyes rolling back as I spurted into Kylies mouth, groaning continuously throughout my climax.
“Arrrrrrh.”
“Oh my God, Kylie,” I moaned.
What have we done?
