In Her Room

  • Posted on May 27, 2015 at 2:24 pm

By Naughty Mommy


 

She could feel her daughter’s hot tongue licking her clit, the child’s eager fingers probing deep inside her cunt — and suddenly she exploded into orgasm, cumming on her little girl’s face.

 
“Oh god yes! Fuck!”

I climaxed loudly, my fingers digging into my sex, wet with my desire.

It was late at night and I was at the desk in our den, sitting in front of the computer, enjoying another of the steamy erotic stories I would find online at the Juicy Secrets website.

I sat there a minute longer, panting. My eyes were closed, my hands clenched between my legs, the throbbing heat of my orgasm gradually subsiding.

Then I decided to do what I always would do at that point. By now it was not really much of a conscious decision, more an automatic reaction.

I loved reading dirty stories about women with little girls, especially about moms and daughters. They got me so turned on, so crazy with lust, I could hardly stand it. And over the past few months, this obsession had driven me to what I was about to do next.

I stood up from the desk and stepped out of my wet panties, dropping them on the floor. Usually I kept my underwear on as I sat in the chair and masturbated while reading stories about lesbian incest. I would just reach my hand inside my panties to fondle myself.

But for the next part, I didn’t want anything in the way.

I turned off the computer and went out into the hall, to her bedroom.

Carefully and quietly I opened the door, then stepped inside. I waited, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, listening for the soft sounds of her breathing, making certain she was asleep.

The first few times, that was where I had stayed, just inside the door. At least I was in the same room with her, and that was enough. I had opened my robe, put my hand inside my panties, and started rubbing my clit until I was close to orgasm.

Then I had left her room and gone back to my own bed where I finished.

Soon, however, that was not enough. I wanted more. I decided to let myself climax in her bedroom, still by the door, still wearing my underwear, with my hand inside bringing me to a shuddering orgasm.

After a few evenings of that, I had to go further. I moved deeper inside her room, nearer to her bed. I wanted to be able to see her pretty face as I pleasured myself.

Then that wasn’t enough. By the end of the third week, I was standing right next to her bed, very close to her, trying to be as quiet as possible when I came. I told myself that if she awoke I could make up an excuse for being there that she would accept.

For a few days, that was enough. Then it wasn’t. I needed more.

I began lowering my panties to my knees while I masturbated, quickly pulling them up after I finished. Two nights later, I started leaving my panties behind, in the den, as I had done tonight.

At that point, a few weeks ago, I was still just standing beside her bed. That was good enough for a while. But then I decided to be bolder. I wanted to be even closer to her, to my darling little girl, as I brought myself to orgasm.

One night I lifted a foot up onto her mattress, spreading my legs wide, holding my pussy open, exposing myself to the sleeping child. When I came that way, it was thunderous. It took all my will to keep from screaming, the pleasure so intense. But somehow I managed. I was able to stay quiet enough that she did not wake.

And that told me it was time to go even further.

A few nights later, I was standing on the bed, one foot on either side of her pillow, my wet cunt above her face. I knew that if my orgasm was an especially wet one, as they often were, and if I dripped onto her face, it easily could awaken her. It was risky, dangerous, reckless. And goddamn it excited me.

I did it that way for nearly a week. It was almost enough. I almost decided not to press my luck any further. Almost.

Then, just two nights ago, I took it to the next level. Instead of standing above her, I was on my knees, my pussy just a few inches from her face, from the girl’s beautiful, adorable, darling little face. My sweet child, my daughter. I was fucking myself right in front of her, so close that if she awoke and wanted to lick me, it would be easy, so easy.

That brought me to the biggest orgasm of my life. And yet somehow I was able to keep still enough and quiet enough that I did not wake her. I’m very fortunate she is such a sound sleeper.

So, tonight, here I am again. In her room, moving to her bed, stealthily climbing onto her mattress, straddling her, spreading my thighs over her face, opening my pussy with my fingers.

I look down at my crotch. Beads of moisture glimmer in my pubic hair. I can smell my arousal, and I wonder if she will be able to smell it in the morning. I want to rub myself on her. I want to take her face in my hands and bring her lips to my cunt. I want to come in her mouth.

But no, I would never do that.

I’m a good mother. I love my daughter, I really do, and I would never do anything to harm our relationship.

What I am doing now is enough. I dip my fingers into my vagina, feeling the hot slippery wetness at my center, and then I slide the lubricated fingers up to my clit, gently massaging it, just… just… right there… just like that… oh god yes… I’m so close…

In a few moments I’ll have another orgasm, a wonderfully powerful, insanely exciting orgasm, almost on top of my little girl’s mouth.

And then I will leave her room. It’s enough. It’s all I need.

For now.
 

If you enjoyed this story, you may want to read the companion piece, In My Room.

14 Comments on In Her Room

  1. dan says:

    Naughty naughty!! Oh my. This one is going to get intense!!

  2. drew says:

    Oh my! you need to keep this going with another chapter! Loved it!

  3. MeganGirlNextDoor says:

    I disagree. This story is complete as is, I think. While it would be wonderful to pursue it to its logical conclusion, and I would take great pleasure in reading it, I think to take it further would be to dilute the story being told.

    In this case, it’s not about the sex per se, but rather about the desire, and the growth of that desire as, with each escalation, it turns out to be not… quite… enough.

    The last two words hold the promise. “For now.”

    You know that mom will not be satisfied for long. You know what will inevitably happen, and you can imagine how it goes. That’s the purpose of the story. To spur our imaginations to finish the tale.

  4. DaughterLover says:

    I LOVE this story! And every time I read it I think (in my fantasy world) that she knows. My little girl knows every time I come into her room, every time I touch myself while she pretends to be asleep. She knows, and she hopes that tonight will be the night that I finally touch her, caress her, show her how to express the love that she feels for me. Maybe tonight!

  5. drew says:

    Good point Megan.

  6. dachief says:

    Yes, I agree with Megan…
    There IS a logical conclusion but it’s left within our own minds..
    and within our own lusts…

    An excellent fantasy with a myriad of continuing possibilities and paths.

  7. Mike says:

    How dare you get me so hard, that was amazing.

  8. kraM says:

    I think she begins to masturbate with her daughter’s toothbrush before she has her brush her teeth with it. That’s where it progresses to.

  9. Ron says:

    I love it, I love fantasizing about going into a child’s room while they are sleeping and masturbating.

  10. hannah says:

    I’m loving all your stories there really getting me wet and horny
    And can’t help but think if my mum ever did this I would have helped her clean herself up

  11. Stephen says:

    What a wonderful story, how am I going to explain the wet sheets to my partner? Tell us more.

  12. Larry says:

    Oh yes please more, please cum on her face. Please open her eyes and let her reach up and lick, no drink your hot wet pussy juice. Then you turn around and reach down pull the sheet from her and you return what she does to mommy. You lick and suck her sweet little clit. You make her cum as much as she makes you cum. From that point on you both will be sleeping in your bed, that is when you two do sleep!
    Oh thank you for a great story.

  13. JetBoy says:

    Short, sweet and with a lovely sting in its tail. A divine appetizer from an author who also knows how to serve up an exquisite eight-course meal.

  14. sirmatt says:

    Great story! Thanks for this wonderful, piece of erotica.

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