Rose’s Video: Chapter 4: Kate’s Date With Rose Second Half

POV: Kate

I examined her body for over five minutes as both of us were silent. All she did was play with her pussy and smile at me. I swear I actually felt my love for her becoming stronger. I didn’t even touch my twat, but yet it was dispensing my juice faster than a leaky faucet.

“Come on, Mom, take advantage of the hot piece of ass playing with herself right in front of you. I’m not going to judge you; I just want to give you what you lust after.”

I licked my lips for a moment as the entire bed quaked. I loved everything that took place right then and there, but yet, it wasn’t like flipping a light switch. Regardless of my how ready, loving and willing she was, I couldn’t just flip it.

My eyes had gone across the front half her figure so many times; I knew where every single zit, mark and everything else was on her. I couldn’t just deal with the emotions right then. I knew I’d have to deal with them sooner or later, was she willing to work with me.

“You know,” she said, leaning towards me. “I don’t usually have sex on the first date,” she informed me, placing her palms on my tits. “Although, I don’t have any problem doing it for you, old, sexy thing,” she flattered me, as she rubbed them softly. “Wow, these are so soft, like clouds, Mom.”

“Thank you,” my supportive daughter. “How many women have you had sex with?” I asked, covering her nipples with my palms.

“A few, but enough that you might call me a slut.”

“Seriously?” I asked, slanting my head back.

“No, but you shouldn’t judge me either. I had sex with Delila and Lucy a couple of times apiece, and even once one three-way with them.”

“No kidding?”

She nodded and kissed me. “I was still nervous as hell when I shot that scene. The woman was still pretty nice about it though, and I’ll let you in on a little secret.”

“What?”

“After we finished our orgasms, we had sex again.”

“Do you mean that MILF?”

She nodded again and then I peeked down at her breasts. I uncovered her nipples and caressed the sides of her boobs for a moment.

“I’m sorry, but I’m trying to understand this whole thing, from what the sex means, to the possibility of pleasing you and even pondering the question why you are so ready and willing.”

“Well, I think this says it all, Mom: even though you want to give me shit about being underdressed in front of Lil, there is still nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

I calmly brought my head back up and stared right into her eyes. She gave me a somewhat happyish look, but then she failed for words. Her hands remained on my melons, and she still rubbed them.

From one second to the next, I just slowly moved my head towards hers and let our lips come together. Our hands slipped down, and our knockers clashed together as we both enveloped each other.

‘I guess following my heart was the right thing to do. I don’t know if I’ll even get a chance actually to get into her panties again, but I’ll give a thrill trying.’

After six minutes, my lips parted from hers and then I pushed myself onto her a bit. She willingly lied down on her back, and I got right on top of her. We started making out again, and my hands came up towards her face.

I caressed her cheeks for a lustful moment, and I knew both of our pussies were contaminating the sheets. I wasn’t even sure how long we had been there by then, but every single minute was terrific.

‘Oh, the chemistry between us is undeniably tremendous. Rose is rubbing my butt now, so she must have a thing for me, or she loves me a hell of a lot more than I gave her credit for in the past. Either way, it is now or never. I can’t expect her to let me try this again if I just back out now,’ I thought before my lips drifted off hers.

“What’s wrong, Mom?”

“Nothing at all, babe,” I let her know, moving some hair out of her eyes. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

I slathered my lips one more time before I nonchalantly began climbing down towards her crotch. My heart seemed to be attempting to break free from my chest, but I kept my cool. I glanced down at her cherry, but she failed to touch it this time.

“Drool all you want, Mommy, I don’t mind at all. Feel free to touch me; nothing will bite you. Fondle my body if you need to because that includes the ever so soft and wet lips you see before you. You aren’t looking at my face, so you know what pair I’m talking about.”

“What if I can’t please you, Rose?” I fretted, looking at her and covering my mouth. “If I don’t make you feel good, what if this changes our relationship for the worse? I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t, Mommy,” she let me know before blowing me a kiss. “You watched my video a million times before, right?”

“Yes.”

“Whether you think about how I did it to her or vice versa, use that inspiration to make me moan. I know you’ll love it, only because I’ll make you feel good emotionally. Lean down and get a feel for my pussy lips. Caress them, scrub them or something in between. After you have me moaning and jiggling around for a moment, then slowly let your tongue out and let it slither right into my slit. It doesn’t matter if you go in shallow or deep, just make sure you remember: you are committing the best felony with your flesh and blood daughter.”

I grinned and clenched my fists too. It took me a moment to angle my head down towards her snatch.

“Mom, you are vibrating so much, is your pussy gonna be raw soon?”

“Maybe, this is at least in the top five of the biggest moments of my life, but may I have one kiss before I do it?”

She leisurely leaned up with me and placed both of her hands on the back of my head. “Anything for you, Kate.”

“Stop calling me that, tart.”

“Make me,” she counteroffered before she kissed me.

My hands stayed down as she pleasured my lips with hers. ‘She is a sexual ninja, and she seems to be screwing me inside and out.’

After a moment, her lips drifted off mine. “You told me only you could love me the way you do, so let me return the favor, Mommy,” she proposed before she slanted her head back.

“Are you sure what this, babe?”

“Yes, harlot,” she replied, lying down on her back. “Eat your daughter’s pussy and fulfill your sick incestuous desires,” she proposed, placing her hands on her it. “Wow, it is wetter than a monsoon, so you better get it now,” she warned me, rubbing her lips. “Whether it is for the best or worst reason, your heart wants it.”

I seemed to be frozen as I just viewed her in the sexist position I could possibly imagine. I slathered my lips numerous times over a moment, but then I peeked back at her face.

“Don’t tease me, Mom,” she ordered me before blowing me a kiss. “Do you need another kiss?”

“No, sweetheart,” I muttered, calmly getting down onto my stomach.

I viewed that wet slit again and lazily brought my fingers to it. I breathed as steadily as I could while I brought my fingertips from both hands to those lips. I rubbed them from bottom to top every so slowly.

“I like that,” she moaned, jerking around. “But, please don’t tease me, I want to feel your tongue inside my twat, Mommy. Do that for your loving daughter, pretty please,” she pleaded, scrubbing her breasts.

“Okay, Rose,” I whispered, prior to letting my tongue out.

Before I could even get within a few inches of her pussy, I felt her palms gently land down atop of my head. She failed to pressure me physically, but I certainly felt it emotionally. I closed my eyes, and the tip of my tongue lightly came down on her pussy, but I almost instantly jolted back.

“That tickles, Mom,” she laughed, jiggling around. “Get back here and give me more.”

I breathed incredibly heavily, but yet I felt a full body high. I placed my fingers on each side of my sweetheart’s cherry and calmly let my tongue out again. I let a small section of it come down on the bottom of her lips and licked her lips in a single stroke.

“Oh, hell yes, Mom. Go ahead, get your feet wet, but then you dive in head first. I want to you do this sick shit with me, so do it and make us both love it.”

“What about your juice, should I drink it?”

“If you can, yes, but you don’t have to be perfect to please me.”

 I nodded, and I allowed my tongue back right into her snatch.

“You must not be afraid, sexy lady,” she moaned, rubbing my head and slanting her head back.