My Daughter Dearest

  • Posted on January 18, 2020 at 3:35 pm

by Anne240

Reworked by JetBoy for Juicy Secrets

{ This story was originally posted at Literotica in March 2006 }


Recently, my sexuality has been awakened by a most unlikely circumstance. It took me a long time to come to grips with it, but now I’m completely grateful, and I couldn’t be happier that things turned out the way they did.

I haven’t had a sex life since my daughter’s father walked out on us about thirteen years ago. My daughter Natalie was almost three at the time and I really didn’t have anyone to turn to, so I just carried on, trying to make a good life for the two of us. Unfortunately, that left little or no time for me to seek out a new mate. I seldom even thought about sex much during that time. Looking back, I don’t know how I managed to live with no outlet for pleasure other than masturbation, but I guess there were just too many other things to deal with.

Now that I’m pushing forty I’ve finally found out who I truly am, with the help of the most important person in my life.

My daughter Natalie is now seventeen, and quite a beautiful girl. She was always a bit shy and inward, so most people didn’t notice it. When she was in high school, she spent most of her time with a book rather than worrying about being popular, which for a single mom was a dream come true.

She had just a few close friends, and I knew them and their families very well. I wasn’t stupid enough to think that I knew everything my daughter did, but I knew she was a good kid, and that if she had doubts or questions about anything, she would come to me without hesitation.

Over the years, I’d heard some talk about boys between her and her friends, but I never met anyone she called a boyfriend. We’d talked about sex, so I knew she was well informed. I just figured that she was too shy. I couldn’t believe, even when I saw it with my own two eyes, what she was keeping from me.

One night, a few weeks after her sixteenth birthday, Natalie told me that she was going to her friend Michelle’s house to watch some movies. She was gone about an hour when I noticed that she left her cell phone behind, and I figured she wouldn’t want to be without it. I was on my way out to have some dinner with a friend from work, and figured I’d drop it off to her.

I walked up to the door and was about to ring the bell when something inside caught my attention through the bay window. The experience was surreal as I slowly leaned forward to peer into the big picture window. There, on the living room couch was my daughter Natalie, her friend Michelle, and of all people, Carolyn, Michelle’s mother, all completely naked.

My daughter was lying on her back with one leg on the floor and one on the back of the couch. Michelle was kneeling next to Natalie, licking her breasts and masturbating, while Carolyn lay between my daughter’s open legs, licking at her pussy.

Then I saw something that shocked me even more, if such a thing was possible. Carolyn raised her face from Natalie’s sex, her mouth glistening. She said a few words to Michelle, who turned toward her — and I felt my heart skip a beat as Carolyn kissed her own daughter. Passionately. Their tongues mingled as they shared the taste of my Natalie.

I suddenly found myself back at home, sitting on my own couch. I felt cold and it was difficult to breathe. I couldn’t remember how I’d gotten here. I almost thought that I had somehow fallen asleep and dreamed the whole thing, that is, until I realized I was still clutching Natalie’s cell phone.

I couldn’t believe what I had seen. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t seem real. I had so many feelings and thoughts running through me all at once, and I felt as if I was going to explode. Mostly anger. Anger towards Carolyn. How could she do that with my daughter? With her own daughter? What kind of sexual deviant was she to allow this… to have lesbian sex with such young girls? Carolyn was two years older than me! What kind of mother couples with her own children?

And then there was Natalie. How could she do this to me? How could she lie to me? What was she thinking? How could she allow herself to be a victim to this? She was smarter than that.

As mad as I was at them and the situation, I was angriest at myself. Mostly because I felt that I should have known about this. And for some reason that I could not define, I was also hurt… jealous, even. I wouldn’t admit that at the time, not even to myself, but I knew it was there. I was hurt for the same reasons I was angry. Why Carolyn? Why not me? As sick as I thought that feeling was at the time, it was still there, and it made me angry.

Days went by, and I’d barely spoken to my daughter any more than I had to. She’d ask me what was wrong, but I’d just walk away. I couldn’t look at her without being overwhelmed with anger and hurt. I’m sure she knew it was something she’d done, but probably couldn’t imagine what that could be. I’m sure she wouldn’t even think that I knew about her little secret. Eventually she just stopped asking me what was wrong, but I could tell she was hurt by how I was acting towards her. I’m not proud of it, but I was glad.

It was about a week after the “incident,” and I was home alone. My daughter had gone over to Michelle’s. I wanted to forbid it with every fiber of my being, but couldn’t. I would have had no reason. I still hadn’t decided how I was going to deal with all this.

My stomach burned as I sat there, just imagining what was happening… visualizing my daughter engaged in lesbian sex with Michelle and her mother. As the images played in my head, I got more and more upset. I focused on the thought of Natalie wrapped in her incestuous lesbian threesome, and after some time I began to feel something besides anger.

My stomach felt trembly, and the clearer the images came to me, the wetter it got between my legs. I was actually getting excited. I hadn’t had that feeling in so long that I’d practically forgotten what it felt like. At first I was upset at myself for allowing this situation to make me feel this way, but I was tired of being angry. I was tired of crying and feeling hurt. I began to justify my feelings, and before I knew it, I just let them take over.

The next thing I knew I was naked and lying flat on my back, slowly giving myself my first orgasm in years. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over my body as I fingered my pussy, all the while imagining my daughter having sex with Michelle and Carolyn.

I was enjoying my newfound liberation, regardless of what circumstances brought me there, and soon after, I pulled a knitted blanket over myself and fell asleep right there.

Natalie knelt down beside the couch where I was. It was dark. I could barely make out her silhouette, even though she was just inches away.

“Mom? You awake? Are you naked? Where are your clothes?”

My blanket was just barely covering me, making it obvious that I was nude. I re-adjusted it and looked my daughter in the eyes.

“I took them off.” I still had a trace of anger in my voice.

“Oh. Well, I’m home.”

“I can see that.”

She didn’t say anything, and we were both silent for a moment. I don’t know why, but I just blurted it out.

“How long have you been having sex with Michelle and her mother?”

I could practically hear her stiffen. “What…”

“Don’t lie to me. I saw you.”

“I…” She fell silent, and I could hear her start to cry. “Is… is that what you’ve been so angry about?”

“Yes. How long have you been lying to me?”

“Mom… I’m sorry…”

Her head fell on my shoulder, and I could feel her tears on my skin. I moved my arm and lifted up her head.  “Tell me how long!”

“I… I don’t know. It only happened a few times. I’m sorry!”

“Did you do it tonight?”

Natalie didn’t answer.



“How did it happen? I want the truth.”

“The night after my birthday – when I slept over – she told me it was my present, and she started to kiss me. I didn’t want to do it at first, I swear, but she did and I couldn’t stop her. It started to feel good and… I don’t know, all of a sudden I wanted to.”

“Then what?”

“Then we just did it, I guess.”

“What about Carolyn?”

“I don’t know… I was over at Michelle’s, and we were in bed together, then all of a sudden she was there, and Michelle was kissing her. I was weirded out at first, but they both kept telling me it was okay… and I guess I got kind of excited, and ended up, um, joining in.”

I was silent, not really knowing how to respond.

“I’m sorry Mom, really. I knew it was wrong, but I never felt anything like that before. I’ll never do it again, I promise. I’m sorry, really I am. I’ll be good from now on…”

She was crying piteously. I drew her head back to my shoulder, taking my baby girl into my arms. “It’s okay, sweetheart, It’s okay.”

“Am I in trouble?”


“I’m sorry,” she sobbed.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this when it happened?”

“I c-couldn’t. I didn’t know how. I was afraid that you… you’d think I was sick and perverted.”

“Did you like it?”


“The sex. Did you like it?”

She didn’t answer.

“That’s why you couldn’t tell me. You knew it was wrong, but you liked it anyway.”

She cried even harder. “Oh, Mom.”

I didn’t say a word. I rolled myself toward Natalie and lifted her face, kissing her quickly on the lips.

“It’s okay, I’m not mad anymore. I was at first. I was angry that you didn’t tell me about it, but I understand now why you couldn’t, and I know that you wanted to and I’m happy about that.”

“I really did want to tell you, I swear… I just…”

“I know. It’s okay.” I sat up slightly, holding the blanket over my breasts. “It’s late, why don’t we both get some sleep.”

Natalie hugged me, and slowly headed off to her room. I felt much better now that I had my daughter back. I stood up, holding the blanket around me and went to my room. I didn’t bothered to put anything on, just slipped naked under the covers.

I was lying awake for a few minutes, thinking about my relationship with my daughter and our newfound openness. My hand mindlessly wandered between my legs, and my thoughts turned once again to what I had seen through the window that night. I pictured my daughter, completely naked with Carolyn’s head between her legs. I imagined what it must have felt like. How wonderful a soft warm tongue would feel on my pussy… it had been so long!

Then I began to imagine that it was me between my daughter’s legs, and her between mine. I couldn’t believe what I was thinking. Just days ago this fantasy would never have crossed my mind, and if it had, it would have repulsed me to no end, but now, I couldn’t fight it. I craved it. The thought fueled my excitement, and I was quickly headed to a powerful orgasm.

Suddenly Natalie was standing in my doorway, knocking on my door frame. “Mom, you asleep yet?”

Fortunately, I was under the covers, and she wouldn’t have known what I was up to. Still, I couldn’t help feeling like I was a young girl exploring my body, and my own mother had walked in on me.

“Almost, but not yet.”

She walked over to the bed, and I quickly pulled my hands out from under the covers. “Are you okay, Mom?”

“Fine. It’s just warm in here. What’s the matter, sweetheart?”

She quickly pulled the covers back and slipped in next to me. Something that wasn’t uncommon when she was little, but she hadn’t slept in my bed for years.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?”

I wanted to object, but it was too late. She quickly moved next to me, and realized I was still naked. She jumped back and I could tell she was embarrassed, and now, so was I.

“Oh… sorry!”

I immediately felt a wave of guilt wash over me. “I tried to tell you.”

“I’m sorry… I didn’t realize.”

It was such an awkward moment that I think all we could do was laugh.

Natalie gazed at me curiously. “When did you start going naked all the time?”

“I’m not naked all the time! I guess I just didn’t feel like wearing anything to bed. I’m sorry if it bothers you.”

“No… not really, It’s just a little weird since I never saw you do that before, but I understand. I sleep naked too, sometimes.”

“Yes, well, there are a lot of weird things going on lately.”

She got a little embarrassed and quickly looked away. “Guess I’ll just go back to my room.”

I felt bad and grabbed her arm. “No, it’s okay. It would be nice if you stayed. I’ll put something on.”

“No, I don’t want you to do that because of me. I mean, it’s no big deal, really.”

“You’re sure?”

“Uh-huh. I’ll just stay over here.”

I was still very horny, and needed to finish what I had started. My guilt had faded as quick as it had come on, and now I was aroused at the thought of my daughter in bed with me this way.

My mind began spinning as I contemplated what could happen between us. She wouldn’t be offended at the thought… after all, she seemed to accept Michelle having sex with her mother. Maybe she even wanted this as much as I did.

The events of the last few days flew through my mind in a split second as I wondered how I got into this situation, and before I knew what I was saying, I just came out with, “You know, you could get undressed as well, and then it won’t be so awkward.”

I held my breath, waiting for her reaction. I decided that if she agreed without protest, I would let her continue from then on, to be sure that it’s what she really wanted. I could still turn this around if it wasn’t. My skin tingled and burned at the same time, and I started to get a little lightheaded. My pussy was hot, and I could feel the juices flowing inside me.

“You’re sure?”

“If it’ll make you feel more comfortable, sure… why not?”

I tried to sound relaxed, but my voice gave me away. Natalie smiled hesitantly, then shrugged her shoulders. I could somehow tell that she was just as excited by my invitation, but was also trying to look unfazed.

She lifted her nightshirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. Her breasts were firm and young, and her nipples stood out harder than I ever thought possible. I’ve been a little envious of her perky little B-cups since she developed them, but now I wanted them in a whole different way. Leaning back, my daughter raised her hips slightly as she reached below the covers and slipped off her panties, quickly dropping them on top of her shirt. She took a deep breath and looked over at me.


She smiled awkwardly and nodded, and we both settled back under the covers, lying on our backs, staring absentmindedly at the ceiling. My finger had resumed lazily between my legs, gently circling my swollen sex. We lay quietly for a few moments, trying hard to ignore the tension between us.



She rolled to face me, sliding closer into me. Her skin barely tickled mine and sent chills throughout my body. “You’re really not mad at me?”

“No, I’m not mad.”

“Then… what are you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, are you upset? What are you thinking?”

“Upset? Surprisingly… no. I don’t know what to think. I guess as long as you’re happy and safe, that’s all I really care about. I have to believe that whatever you do, you’ll use good judgment. I think I did a pretty good job raising you, so now I just have to trust that whatever decisions you make are the right ones for you, and that you know what’s best. You’re a smart girl, so I’m not worried.”

“But you were mad at first…”

“I’ll admit, at first I was angry, and I was definitely shocked, but that was really more my problem than yours.”

“You’re not even upset that I’m a lesbian?”

“Are you?”

“Well, yeah… I guess.”

“I think that maybe you should give that some thought. Just because you had lesbian sex doesn’t mean you’re gay. You’ve got a long life ahead of you, and a lot of things to figure out along the way. Don’t be so quick to try and put a label on everything you do. There’s a lot of things that define who you are, but not everything you do defines who you are. You may be a lesbian, and if that’s the case, then I’m behind you. I love you no matter what.”

“I love you too.”

She leaned in and threw her arms around me. I was surprised at her sudden show of affection, but accepted it happily. Her warm body and smooth skin felt incredible pressed against mine. I’d never experienced anything like it before. It reminded me of what it was like to be intimate with someone, but this was unlike any man I was ever with. It was loving and soft, and I wanted more!

Neither one of us was letting go, and so we lay quietly, enjoying our embrace. Her head was lying on my chest and our bodies were tightly pressed together. Our breasts were touching, but our legs were apart, and I suddenly longed for the connection to be complete between us.

I reached down and firmly grasped my daughter’s body, pulling her towards me. She responded immediately and moved herself, rolling on top of me.

Our bodies were lined up, and I was instantly covered by the warmth of a beautiful young girl. I could feel the heat of our sex mixing as our hot pussies meshed together, and Natalie let out a long whispery moan.

Her body continued to slowly move on top of mine, as if she was still adjusting herself to me, but I knew it was more. She slowly moved her leg up and down while gently pushing her hips into me. Her wriggling body on top of mine was driving me crazy, and I let out a soft moan to let her know. My hand was firmly cupping her ass, pulling her hips into me even harder, until our movements were clearly intentional.

Just like that, we were humping. I couldn’t believe it was happening, and how great it felt. Finally after a few moments of awkward grinding, my daughter went for broke.

“God, Mom, this feels good! I love you so much,” she whispered.

“Yes baby… it’s wonderful. I want you s-so bad…”

Suddenly, she stopped, raising her hips up and putting all her weight on her arms. She spread my legs open as far as they could go, positioning herself directly between them. She reached down, spread my pussy open with her fingers, and gently lowered herself back onto me. The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever felt, as if she was almost inside me. I could actually feel every inch of her pussy with my own. Our hard clits pressed together, driving us both wild.

We continued to work our dripping cunts together until we were both on the verge of orgasm. I never thought it possible for two women to actually fuck, but as my daughter continued to grind her pussy into mine, there was no denying that she was better than any man I’d ever had.

“Baby, yes! Fuck me! It feels so good!”

“Oh, Mom, yeah! I love fucking you like this! I’m g-gonna come!”

I felt her pussy twitch as her body shuddered in orgasm. I gripped her ass with both hands as my own climax hit me like a hurricane, smashing its way through my body as our juices flowed and mixed. It was the most erotic, most loving feeling I felt in my life. Wave after wave of pleasure hit us both, until we finally collapsed.

Natalie pressed her mouth to mine, and we kissed passionately and tenderly as the last traces of rapture surged through us. Our tongues gently mingled as we relaxed in each other’s arms.

It took some time for us both to come back to earth. I gently stroked my daughter’s hair, looking into her beautiful eyes as we enjoyed our post orgasmic bliss. Our slick pussies were still twitching from orgasm. Our mixed juices were running down my ass and pooling underneath me, causing chills to run up my spine.

“Oh, Mom, that was incredible. I don’t know how it happened…”

“Shhh, baby… it was incredible for me too. I never felt anything like it. You made me so happy, and I love you very much.”

“I love you too.”

I chuckled. “Was I as good as Michelle and Carolyn?”

“Oh, Mom, there was no comparison. I never knew anything could be like that.”

“I have to admit that ever since I saw the three of you together, I’ve kind of been fantasizing about you. You helped me rediscover my sexual desires, and now you’ve shown me how incredible making love can be. I could have never imagined sex being this good, even in my wildest fantasies.”

“Really? You thought about me too?”

“What do you mean? You’ve thought about… you and I doing this before?”

She nodded shyly. “After the first time with Michelle and her mom, she told me all about their first time, the night they made love. That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about you, and what it would be like if we, you know, did the same thing. I even touched myself, picturing us.”

“Well, at least they taught you well. Maybe you could teach me some things you learned… and maybe we can come up with some ideas of our own.”

We kissed again, and then we finally parted with a moan. I pulled the covers off of both of us, and the cool air covered our bodies. She looked surprised.

“I just want to look at you, honey. You’re so beautiful.”

I could see her blush, but she obliged as I took in every inch of her young body from her head to her toes. She reached out and gently began to fondle my tits, gently caressing and pinching my nipples, sending shocks directly to my pussy.

“You’re beautiful too, Mom. I want to make you happy. I want us to do everything together. I want to make you feel good.”

Before I could respond, Natalie gently kissed me and rolled me onto my back. She continued to stimulate my nipples with one hand as her other made its way between my legs. I didn’t think I would be able to take any more, but my desire was renewed as soon as her fingers began to explore my womanhood. She moved her mouth down to my tits, freeing her hand for more important things. Her tongue felt wonderful as she teased and sucked my swollen nipples.

I moaned approvingly as her fingers slowly entered me. She fingered me slowly with one hand while the other gently stroked my clit. Finally she moved herself directly between my parted legs, giving herself better access to my pussy. She looked so innocent as she sat, contentedly working my sex.

She continued her slow pace on me, gently alternating her technique, but never increasing her speed. My body begged for more, but she was relentless, slowly building my pleasure. Even as my body began to shudder and squirm beneath her ministrations, she never changed, and it was pure bliss. My body flailed wildly on the bed as she continued, her sweet little voice calmly encouraging me to my orgasm.

“Yes Mom, that’s it, come for me. I love you. I love us being lovers.”

My pussy started to convulse, and by this time I was completely gone, entirely enveloped in my building pleasure. Just moments before I was about to come, she leaned down and covered my pussy with her mouth, her tongue seamlessly continuing on my clit where her fingers left off. The warmth of her loving mouth on my pussy sent me over the edge, and I came harder than I ever had in my life. It felt as though every fiber of my being was being forced out of my pussy. I felt my juices pouring out of me, and then everything went blank.

Moments later, I opened my eyes again to see my daughter, smiling contentedly and slowly rubbing her own pussy while she stared at me. I wanted to reach out, but I couldn’t move. I was completely drained. My throat was so dry I could barely speak.

“Oh baby…”

She laid down next to me, snuggling close.

I tried to reach over, but my body felt like jelly. She smiled and took my hand, gently tucking it between her thighs. I began to finger her pussy, stroking the moist slit up and down, occasionally teasing her clit until she came. Natalie buried her face in my neck, stiffening as her orgasm hit. She gasped, her naked body shivering with pleasure as I continued to masturbate her.

We lay together in blissful silence, finally drifting together in a warm, affectionate kiss that seemed to say it all. I knew then that my baby girl and I would share our bodies as lovers again and again. I realized that we hadn’t even experienced oral sex yet, and licked my lips at the thought of going down on my daughter.

We’ll move her things in here tomorrow, I decided. If she and I are going to start a new life together, we should be sleeping in the same bed.

Natalie was soon asleep, and I quickly followed, the two of us nestled in each other’s arms.

The End


6 Comments on My Daughter Dearest

  1. sapphmore says:

    Hey Jetboy, I know you like to give credit where it’s due and I have a copy of the original from 16th March 2006 on Literotica by ANNE240 and originally titled ‘Daughter Dearest’.

  2. Corrigan says:

    Nothing more pure and natural than a sexual awakening between mother and daughter. You excel in the way you craft this kind of narrative JetBoy. It’s almost as if we’re there with them experiencing the sights, sounds, the smell, and even the touch as their love and pent up emotions spill over into physical expression and sexual fulfillment. Thanks!

  3. Euphorsyne, Thalia & Aglia says:

    So beautiful!…smartly written by Author Unknown and, as always, wonderfully reworked by JetBoy!

    After discovering something disturbing about her daughter,Mother realizes that her frustrations were finally washed away by the love and sweet sex she shares with her young vivacious daughter, Natalie.

    This paragraph is really so good:

    …She leaned in and threw her arms around me. I was surprised at her sudden show of affection, but accepted it happily. Her warm body and smooth skin felt incredible against mine. I’d never experienced anything like it before. It reminded me what it was like to be intimate with someone, but this was unlike any man I was ever with. It was loving and soft,and I wanted more!…

    Oh YES! and we readers would’ve liked more, too. Maybe Michelle and her mom might’ve been told by Natalie how the turn of events finally worked out…


    • Euphorsyne, Thalia & Aglia says:

      Would like to thank Sapphmore also, for informing everyone to whom the praise for this story should be given, and to JetBoy for his quick response in making corrections. Thanks, guys!
      …and Thank You Anne240 for this great erotic tale!

  4. drew says:

    great story! would love for this to be continued with Carolyn and Michelle included!

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