A mother's love
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
12,498
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Innocence broken
Ooc: Sorry I took so long to update. Please enjoy.
|Chapter Two|
Dainty eyelashes blinked open, revealing eyes the color of olives, her mother's eyes. Yawning Mercedes gazed around, slowly realizing that she was no longer on her pallet where she had fallen asleep the night before. Instead she was in her mother's bed, her empty bed. After waking up that morning, Nikolai had placed her still sleeping daughter in the bed.
It was at that moment that Nikolai appeared, stepping out of the bathroom, wrapped in a soft, white robe. Making her way over to the side of the bed, the woman pulled the sash free and let the robe drop to the floor in a heap before climbing under the satin sheet, scooting closer to the girl.
The child wasn't at all embarrassed at seeing her mother's naked form, for she had seen her disrobe before. It was when she realized that she too wore nothing that she blushed, gazing at her mother for answers. Nikolai, however, made no sound or any notion that she was going to enlighten her. Instead she wrapped her arms around Mercedes, pulling her closer as if she was going to hug her, but she didn't. Releasing her, one hand drifted down along the smaller girl's developing curves, causing goose bumps to appear on the pale skin.
Fingers found what they were seeking, caressing the inside of the adolescent's silky thighs before creeping to the soft folds, forefinger and thumb finding the bump of her clit, massaging it. A gasp was released from the un-expecting girl.
"Mama?" She questioned, frowning slightly.
"Hush little one." Nikolai said softly, fingers getting faster.
Another gasp was coaxed from Mercedes, the only sound she could manage as a series of shudders took over, her body naturally arching her back. A warm sensation filled her and instinctively she closed her eyes and relaxed, an orgasm hitting her at the moment. Nikolai was ready, seizing Mercedes's mouth with her own to muffle the sound of her scream. Smiling, the woman kissed her, bringing a hand to the girl's cheek, holding the kiss until she had to pull away for air, leaving Mercedes gasping for air. With a smirk, Nikolai climbed out of bed.
"Come, let's go have breakfast." She said.
Mercedes merely nodded, climbing out of bed. She reached for the robe that her mother had dropped, planning to wrap herself with it, even though she saw that her mother was still nude.
"I said come." Nikolai said impatiently.
"But..."
One look ended the hesitation as the little girl dropped the robe and followed her mother downstairs and to the kitchen. She sat at the table, waiting for breakfast.
"Mama...why did you do that?" She asked, finally brave enough to speak.
"Do what?" Nikolai asked, her back turn to her daughter as she worked on scrambling some eggs she had retrieved from the fridge.
"Touch me like that and kiss me like that. You've never kissed me like that, only daddy."
"Well now I have." She shrugged.
Mercedes sighed. It wasn't the answer she was looking for, and it was obvious that her mother wasn't going to give it to her. She was relieved when two steamy plates of eggs were brought to the table and Nikolai sat down across from her. Both females ate in silence. It continuing even as they finished, the older rising from her chair and going around to the younger, taking her hand.
"Shouldn't we clean the table off?" Mercedes questioned.
"Don't worry about it." Nikolai said, tugging at the girl's arm who instantly followed. They returned upstairs and to the master bedroom where she had her daughter lay back on the bed, legs spread eagle. From the bedside table she revealed a smallish rubber ball, larger than a golf ball but not quite as large as a tennis ball, along with a tube of lubrication.
"It's time for your training I think you're old enough.".
|Chapter Two|
Dainty eyelashes blinked open, revealing eyes the color of olives, her mother's eyes. Yawning Mercedes gazed around, slowly realizing that she was no longer on her pallet where she had fallen asleep the night before. Instead she was in her mother's bed, her empty bed. After waking up that morning, Nikolai had placed her still sleeping daughter in the bed.
It was at that moment that Nikolai appeared, stepping out of the bathroom, wrapped in a soft, white robe. Making her way over to the side of the bed, the woman pulled the sash free and let the robe drop to the floor in a heap before climbing under the satin sheet, scooting closer to the girl.
The child wasn't at all embarrassed at seeing her mother's naked form, for she had seen her disrobe before. It was when she realized that she too wore nothing that she blushed, gazing at her mother for answers. Nikolai, however, made no sound or any notion that she was going to enlighten her. Instead she wrapped her arms around Mercedes, pulling her closer as if she was going to hug her, but she didn't. Releasing her, one hand drifted down along the smaller girl's developing curves, causing goose bumps to appear on the pale skin.
Fingers found what they were seeking, caressing the inside of the adolescent's silky thighs before creeping to the soft folds, forefinger and thumb finding the bump of her clit, massaging it. A gasp was released from the un-expecting girl.
"Mama?" She questioned, frowning slightly.
"Hush little one." Nikolai said softly, fingers getting faster.
Another gasp was coaxed from Mercedes, the only sound she could manage as a series of shudders took over, her body naturally arching her back. A warm sensation filled her and instinctively she closed her eyes and relaxed, an orgasm hitting her at the moment. Nikolai was ready, seizing Mercedes's mouth with her own to muffle the sound of her scream. Smiling, the woman kissed her, bringing a hand to the girl's cheek, holding the kiss until she had to pull away for air, leaving Mercedes gasping for air. With a smirk, Nikolai climbed out of bed.
"Come, let's go have breakfast." She said.
Mercedes merely nodded, climbing out of bed. She reached for the robe that her mother had dropped, planning to wrap herself with it, even though she saw that her mother was still nude.
"I said come." Nikolai said impatiently.
"But..."
One look ended the hesitation as the little girl dropped the robe and followed her mother downstairs and to the kitchen. She sat at the table, waiting for breakfast.
"Mama...why did you do that?" She asked, finally brave enough to speak.
"Do what?" Nikolai asked, her back turn to her daughter as she worked on scrambling some eggs she had retrieved from the fridge.
"Touch me like that and kiss me like that. You've never kissed me like that, only daddy."
"Well now I have." She shrugged.
Mercedes sighed. It wasn't the answer she was looking for, and it was obvious that her mother wasn't going to give it to her. She was relieved when two steamy plates of eggs were brought to the table and Nikolai sat down across from her. Both females ate in silence. It continuing even as they finished, the older rising from her chair and going around to the younger, taking her hand.
"Shouldn't we clean the table off?" Mercedes questioned.
"Don't worry about it." Nikolai said, tugging at the girl's arm who instantly followed. They returned upstairs and to the master bedroom where she had her daughter lay back on the bed, legs spread eagle. From the bedside table she revealed a smallish rubber ball, larger than a golf ball but not quite as large as a tennis ball, along with a tube of lubrication.
"It's time for your training I think you're old enough.".