The anger on her face melted away. The fury. The bitterness. All gone. Her lips spread in a huge smile that dimpled her cheeks. Her eyes lit up with such joy. She bounced up and down, her hand falling away from covering her little titties.
“Mommy! Mommy!” she squeals, looking so happy. “Yay! I love you, Mommy!”
“I love you, too!” I said, smiling at her. “My, my, look at you. You’re feeling a lot better. Why were you sad?”
“Sad?” She giggled and grabbed her little titties. She kneaded them. “I have boobies! Why should I be sad?”
I stared at her massaging her small tits. The heat that I was already feeling in my nethers swelled. This… ache no mother should feel for her daughter throbbed through my pussy. I shuddered as I realized her pink nipples were hard.
Small, cute, and suckable.
“Um,” I said, ripping my gaze from her breasts. “Were you mad because you’re not as developed as the other girls?”
“Developed?” she asked, her face screwing up. “That’s a big word. I don’t like big words. Small words. Small titties! See! See!”
I couldn’t help but stare down at those little boobies of hers. She was cupping them. Massaging them. Those nipples were so hard. This hot itch swelled in my cunt. I could order her to do anything. That was what the app did. I could…
My cheeks burned with these terrible ideas.
“See, Mommy, see!” she said. “Small titties. Good titties!”
“So it wasn’t because you wanted big breasts,” I said, forcing myself to look in her eyes. “So why did you lock yourself in here?”
“‘Cause I wanted to!” She smiled. “I was feeling all blue.” She looked down. “But I’m pink, Mommy, so why would I feel blue? I don’t know.”
“But you don’t feel blue now?”
“Nope! I don’t care what that mean Sherry said.”
My brow furrowed. “Was Sherry bullying you, honey?”
My daughter screwed up her face. “She said I was flat and had no butt. But I have a butt, Mommy!” She spun around and shoved down her panties. I gasped as she exposed her slender ass. She wiggled it at me. “Don’t I have a butt, Mommy?”
I stared at her with such shock. I could see just a hint of her vulva. She was shaved. My baby girl shaved her pussy. I swallowed as she wiggled her rump at me. Then she shook it at me like some girl in a rap video. They had a name for that today. Twerking?
“Mommy, I have a butt, right?” whimpered my daughter. She had this fear in her voice. This catch like she was terrified that she didn’t.
“Yes, baby, you have an ass,” I said and grabbed it before I could stop myself. I squeezed her tush, feeling her rump as this sexual heat rippled through me. I swallowed as I felt her. “See, Mommy’s touching your rump.”
She let out a long sigh. “Oh, thank you, Mommy! I’m so glad I have a butt. Keep touching it and make sure it doesn’t go away!”
I kept touching it. I couldn’t help myself. She had such a firm tush. I squeezed it, my eyes catching glimpses of her shaved pussy. The one she had been rubbing when I had interrupted her. She was a sexual being. It was hard to forget she was growing up. She really wasn’t my little girl any longer.
“And… your pussy,” I said. “Do you shave it to try to… I don’t know, make boys happy?”
“If you’re not shaved, you’re a virgin,” she said. “But I’m a virgin. I’ve never had any cock in me. Not at all. Is that bad? Should I make my hair grow back right now?”
“You’re a virgin,” I said, relieved that my daughter wasn’t having sex. It came with so many pitfalls at her age. What if she got pregnant?
“Yeah, yeah,” she said and turned around. She threw herself on the bed, spread her legs wide, and rubbed at her pussy. I watched in shock as her tight slit parted, her pussy opening wide like a blossoming flower. I could see her hymen. Right over the entrance. “That’s what makes me a virgin. My high man is still there to guard the way.”
“Your high… You mean your hymen?” I asked, staring at my daughter’s barely legal pussy.
“Yeah, yeah, my high men,” she said. “It’s a silly name. Just a silly, billy name, Mommy! It’s like a wall with holes in it. A holey wall!”
“Yes, yes, holey,” I breathed, staring at it. This heat in me.
“I like to rub my pussy, too,” she said and started stroking up and down. “It makes me feel oh, so good, Mommy!”
I nodded, transfixed by the sight before me. I swallowed, my mouth going dry. This could not be happening. She was really rubbing at her pussy right now. She was stroking up and down it, masturbating before me like there was nothing wrong with it.
My own cunt burned. I wiggled my hips back and forth. I felt this heat washing through me. I fanned my face as I breathed in and out. She was just so happy rubbing her cunt. Her joy was so infectious.
I wanted to tell her to stop, but the words had died in my throat. She just beamed at me as she rubbed her twat. She masturbated her virgin pussy with such enthusiasm. I had never imagined she could do this.
I certainly hadn’t intended for this when I used the app. I had to make her be that good girl that I loved. Not… not some slut. Some eager bimbo that would just do naughty things to me. My pussy was so wet. What was wrong with me?
“Mommy,” moaned my little girl, her fingers dripping with her cream. A trickle ran down her taint to her asshole.
“Y-yes, honey?” I asked, staring at her. My heart hammered in my chest.
“Do you like rubbing your pussy?” she asked.
“Um…” I shifted here, my cunt on fire right now. “I mean, of course. Every woman likes to masturbate, honey. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. You just–”
“I’ll rub your pussy, Mommy!” squealed Alice.
My jaw dropped at what she just said. I hadn’t intended for her to do that. But there she was, bouncing off the bed and rushing towards me. Her fingers dripped with her pussy cream. She had this huge smile on her lips.
She reached me and shoved her hands into the waistband of my sweatpants and panties. Before I could even stop her, she was sliding through my curls and finding my pussy lips. My daughter touched me.
A wave of incestuous heat rushed through me.
Her fingers were so naughty. They had such a lithe touch to them. I couldn’t believe this was happening. She caressed my wet pussy lips. Brushed my clit. Sparks flashed through my body. I gasped, my back arching.
“Alice!” I gasped as her fingers stroked up and down me.
“Mommy!” she squealed. “Mommy loves having pussy rubbed! Yay!”
I had to stop this. It was insane. Then her fingers slid up my slit and found my hole. Two of them plunged into my depths. My daughter’s digits penetrated my cunt. I gasped, my cunt clenching down on them. This could not be happening. My eyes widened at the feel of her fingers wiggling around in me.
“Mommy has no high man!” she gasped. “No guard! Not a virgin!”
“I had you!” I groaned, her fingers pumping in and out of me.
“Mommy fucks!” she squealed. “Mommy fucks cocks! Mommy fucks cocks!”
“Just your father’s,” I gasped, my face twisting in delight. “Oh, fuck, that’s so good. But… But…”
Alice thrust her fingers in and out of my cunt so fast. She had this huge grin on her face, her green eyes brimming in delight. They shone as she fingered my snatch. She rubbed at my clit with her thumb. She felt so amazing.
This was so wrong. This was my daughter touching me. I shouldn’t love this at all. I should hate this. Stop this. It was incest. Her digits felt so good pumping away at me. I quivered there, my face contorting with delight.
“Alice,” I whimpered.
“Mommy fucks cocks!” she giggled. “Mommy loves dicks! Yay!”
I shuddered as her thumb rubbed at my clit. She massaged my bud. The pleasure shot through me was intense. I shuddered, my back arching from how amazing this felt. I couldn’t believe that she was giving me something this wild.
It was so wrong. Conflict rippled through me. My instincts to be a good mother warred with that wicked heat in my snatch. My daughter gave me pleasure. This couldn’t be right. I had to stop it. I had to be her mother, not some whore loving being fingered by her.
“Alice!” I groaned, my heart pounding. “Alice, you have to stop.”
“Stop?” she asked. “Stop what, Mommy?”
“Fingering my pussy!” I gasped.
“But Mommy loves having pussy rubbed!” She grinned at me. “I can feel. So wet and juicy and wet and creamy and hot and juicy and wet! Mommy loves being rubbed.”
“But you have to stop, Alice!” I groaned.
She shook her head like a brat, this wicked grin on her lips. “Mommy needs cum! No cock for mommy, so I’ll make you cum, Mommy! Me!”
“You have to stop!” I gasped. “Right now. STOP!”
My shout made her gasp in shock. She jumped back, her fingers ripping out of my pussy. She stumbled back and hit the bed. She fell on it and curled up into a ball. Her naked body quivered. She started crying.
Guilt washed through me as my daughter sobbed, shaking now. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she hugged her knees to her little boobies. I panted, my cunt missing her fingers. This was so insane. I couldn’t believe this was happening.
“I’m s-sorry for b-b-being b-b-bad at rub-bbing your c-cunt, Mommy!” she wailed. “I’m j-just n-no g-good. I’m sorry, M-mommy!”
I felt so terrible now. I moved to her, my heart pounding in my chest. I sank down on the bed. She curled up tighter in a ball, hiding her face beneath her red hair in the process. I sighed. I felt like the world’s shittiest mother now.
“Alice,” I said, stroking her arm. “Alice, I’m not mad at you. You don’t have to cry. I’m sorry for yelling at you.”
“I’m b-bad at rubb-bing your p-pussy, Mommy,” she blubbered. “I’m sorry.”
“No, no, you were doing such a good job, sweetie,” I told her, this conversation suddenly feeling so surreal. I couldn’t believe we were having it. I swallowed as she looked up at me.
“I was?” she asked. “But why did you… you want me to stop?”
“Because…” I took in a deep breath, my cunt on fire. “It was… too much for me. I mean, you’re my daughter. You shouldn’t touch me like that. It’s not right.”
“Why not?” she asked, sitting up and staring at me with her wide, green eyes.
“Well, it’s because…” I floundered. “I could hurt you. If you do things with me.”