“At Donna’s. She’s spending the night. Out of our hair.” My mom paused. “We’ll need your help to break her in. I know she wants it, no girl gets in that much trouble when she knows her daddy will spank her if she doesn’t get off on it.”
I blushed, understanding.
“But that’s for later,” she said. She let out a purr. “Mmm, but you have a tight, little body. And these breasts.” I gasped as Mom cupped my round, naked tits. She squeezed them then her thumbs brushed my hard nipples. I shivered at the sensations. “Youthful and firm. I bet your daddy loved them.”
“He did… does, Mom.” I squirmed. “It’s so weird to hear you say this stuff.”
“Because you thought I’m your stuffy mom.” She winked at me. “Just because I dressed like this? I know, it’s so conservative. I look like the type of woman that wouldn’t know what to do with a cock.”
I giggled.
“Which is why your Daddy make me dress like this. It makes him so hard because he knows I’m wearing the sluttiest underwear on beneath. Because I am his whore. I’ll do anything for him. I’ve fucked so many men while he watched, pleasing them to make him happy. He’s even prostituted me.”
“Men paid Daddy to have sex with you?”
“And I came so hard as he sold me.” She shivered and squeezed my tits. “Ooh, let’s get you bathed and we’ll talk. No more secrets.”
Mom turned on the faucet, kneeling by the bath like she had when I was a child, sticking her hand underneath it, making sure the water was just the right temperature before she put in the stopper. The water filled and she grabbed the bottle of pink bubbles.
It should have been in the other upstairs bath. The one I normally used.
“You were expecting to bathe me?” I blinked.
“Sweetie, your Daddy and I worked this out before I left. Right down to me catching you coming back from the dungeon. He thought it would be funny if it was a surprise. I wanted to tell you right after he seduced you, but he likes his little jokes.”
“He does?” I had trouble believing that. Daddy was always so… remote. Strong. Authoritative. He sometimes didn’t seem like a real person but a force of nature. A sexy, dominating presence demanding my submission and giving me such ecstasy.
“Yes.” she swirled her hand through the water as it filled, the pink bubbles spreading, the bubblegum flavor brushing my nose. “Now hop in, and I’m going to wash every inch of your body.”
The way she said it sent an excited flutter through me. There was no denying the sexual nature of her words. “Yes… Mommy.”
She smiled. “Mommy. You haven’t called me that in years. I love it. Now get your cute keister in the bath. Daddy wants you scrubbed clean.”
I did. I groaned as I sank in. The warm water rose up my thighs and then engulfed my sore ass. I it was heavenly. I knelt in the water then leaned back. She shut it off, the water only filling up to just above my waist, leaving my stomach and breasts dry. I sighed again, my bruised ass drinking in the warmth.
While Mommy stripped.
I watched her, suddenly eager to see what she looked like. I had caught glimpses of her naked body before. I even once saw Daddy spank her in their bedroom, the door cracked open. She had such a beautiful ass. But this was different.
She was stripping for me.
She worked down the buttons of her blouse. It was so frumpy and boring. And then I smiled as her bra came into view, bright red and covered in frilly lace. The fabric was mesh, her nipples poking through hard. It was a whore’s bra.
A slave’s bra.
She smiled as she unzipped her skirt. “You like Mommy’s bra?”
I nodded my head. “It’s so wicked.”
“I love wearing it around people. They have no idea.” Her skirt fell off. She wore a thong, the waistband matching lace to the bra, the cloth diving down the front of her shaved pussy also mesh, her clit and engorged pussy lips pressing against it.
“You’re wet.”
“Well, I have a sexy daughter to bathe,” she smiled then unfastened her bra. It clasped in the front. Her large breasts spilled out, nipples hard. I groaned and squirmed, pressing my thighs together as I admired them. I had sucked on Sun’s small tits. Now I wanted Mom’s.
She knelt beside the tub, only in her thong, and grabbed the loofah. She squirted body wash into the pink sponge and worked it into a froth. Then she reached into the bath and pulled out my right leg, lifting it up.
I shuddered as she ran the sponge up and down my calf, washing away the remaining traces of cum. I groaned, shivers running up my leg to my pussy as she washed me. Her eyes burned as she stared at me.
“So you always knew you wanted me and Alice to be Daddy’s sex slaves?”
She nodded. “Just like I was your Grandpa’s sex slave.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
Mom smiled, the sponge washing farther down my leg to my thigh. “Yes, your Grandfather, my Daddy, was such a handsome man when I was younger. It’s such a shame his health is failing. He took my cherry while Grandma held my legs apart. Ooh, that was amazing. You know that feeling.”
My pussy clenched as I remembered Daddy taking my cherry in the changing room. “Yes.”
“I was his sex slave. He took me to dungeons. It’s where I met your Daddy. He was just getting into the lifestyle and, well, we had a lot of fun playing together.”
The sponge washed farther down my thigh. My pussy tingled, my toes curling. I wanted her to wash my dirty cunt.
“So you stopped being your Daddy’s good girl?” I asked, shocked.
“I did. Because I fell in love with Mark. Your Daddy.” Her smile was radiant. “So Grandpa sold me to Daddy as part of our wedding ceremony. When he gave away the bride, it was quite literal. That’s where your Daddy gave me this choker.” She touched the heart-shaped locket about her neck.
“How could you?” I asked. It… offended me that she would stop being her Daddy’s good girl. “I would never stop being Daddy’s girl.”
Mommy laughed. “Oh, we’ll see. When you meet that special Dom that makes your heart flutter, you might change your mind.”
“Never,” I said, shaking my head.
She just gave me a smile. Then she slid the sponge up my leg, away from my pussy. I moaned in disappointment then gasped as her tongue licked at the sole of my foot to my toes. I groaned, shuddering as her tongue swirled around my toes then she sucked on them, her cheeks hollowing.
Funny sensations washed down my thighs to my pussy. I gasped, my cunt clenching. It was… so different. Almost ticklish, but so exciting. I leaned back, letting Mommy worship my toes, sucking them clean while she stroked my calf with her fingernails, lightly scratching.
“Mommy, yes,” I sighed.
She popped her mouth off my big toe. “Like that, slut.”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“Good. I’m so glad you’re as much a slut as your mother.”
As she sucked my toe back into her mouth, I moaned, “Me, too, Mommy. Daddy’s slut.” Always. I would never give him up. I would be his good girl forever.
The sucking on my toe made my head swim. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. I squirmed as she worked her way from toe to toe, each one making me more and more excited. The water splashed and the bubbles washed against my stomach as I squirmed.
Then she switched foots, stroking and cleaning with the sponge while her tongue swirled and her lips nibbled. My breasts heaved as my excitement grew. The sponge crept down my thigh, washing in circles, nearing my pussy.
“Please,” I moaned as she neared my pussy, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked my toe. “Please, wash my dirty cunt.”
Her mouth popped off. “Such a dirty cunt. How many dicks fuck you?”
“I don’t remember. A lot. A Black Master fucked me up the ass. His cock was huge.”
“That would be Master Rex. And did he have Tiffany, his White slave, with him?”
I nodded my head. “She lubed his cock.”
“Mmm, you are making Mommy’s cunt so wet picturing that big, Black dick reaming your tiny, White ass.” Her hand slid the sponge up my thigh to my stomach. She leaned over, her tits resting on the lip of the bathtub. “And did you cum?”
“So hard, Mommy,” I moaned. “Like when Daddy fucks me. I kept cumming and cumming.”
The sponge washed circles across my stomach, cleaning off the dried cum staining my flesh. I groaned and squirmed, my poor pussy begging for attention. Everywhere the sponge touched me sent rippling tingles across my skin, ending at my clit and making it ache more and more.
Mom purred as she washed the sponge higher. “They drenched your tits. They really liked cumming on them.”
“And my ass,” I moaned as the sponge grazed the bottom swell of my breasts.
“I can’t blame them. You have your mother’s ass.”
I giggled with her. The jealousy I felt earlier was gone. I was glad we were both able to talk to free, to share our kinky desires. There were no barriers between us. We could talk about anything. How many other mothers and daughters could say that? How many mothers were afraid to admit all the naughty things they’ve done in their bedroom, ashamed of what they did? How many daughters were terrified that their mothers would judge them for the new desires raging through their barely legal bodies?
“I love you, Mommy,” I said.
She paused then a huge smile crossed her lips. “Love you, too, sweetie.”
“Will you wash my cunt now?”
She laughed. “Little sneak. No. Besides, have you asked our Master for permission if you can cum?”
“No, Mommy,” I sighed as she went back to washing me.
She leaned over as her sponge washed the bottom of my breast. I gasped as she sucked my nipple, covered in dried cum, into her mouth. Tingles shot down to my clit as she swirled her tongue about my nub.
“Oh, Mommy, yes, clean up all those men’s cum. Make me clean for Daddy.”
She dropped the sponge into water as she sucked and licked, abandoning pretense. Her hand slid up my side and cupped my other breast. I leaned my head back, squirming, my poor pussy growing even hotter, itching to be touched. I clenched my hands on the bathtub’s rim, fighting the urge to finger myself.
Her lips popped off my nipple and her tongue swirled around my breast. She licked in circles around my mound, cleaning up the jizz with her tongue. It was so naughty. She was such a slut. I loved it.
“Mommy, yes,” I moaned. “Ooh, yes. You’re slut just like me. Mmm, clean up all that cum. You love it.”
“So much,” she moaned. “I wish it was fresh. That would be even better.”
“Yes,” I moaned in agreement, squirming at the wicked thrill. “Maybe Daddy will cum on my tits and you can lick me clean.”
“Oh, he will. And I will.”
Her mouth licked over to my other breast, falling a line of silvery cum. She licked around my breast, her own tits dangling. I squeezed one and she moaned. Her breast was so soft and pillowy, not firm like mine or Sun’s. I found her nipple, so fat. I rolled it between my fingers, bringing more moans from her lips.
She sucked on my left nipple as both my hands played with her breasts. It was so hot to roll and pinch those nipples between my fingers. I once nursed from these breasts. I shuddered, releasing her nipples. My fingers dug into her soft tits as the excitement swelled through me.