Open Doors, Part 2

by ShamefulMom

Well, here goes the second part. I really appreciate all the wonderful comments on Part One. It was very encouraging. Please remember, I'm not a pro, just a naughty mom of two wonderful daughters with a years of fantasies. I hope you enjoy!

As I lay there watching my little angel sleep, her bare chest and tommy rising and falling with each breath I began to think about things. Rob was off to orientation and training for his new job, he'd be home around 5ish. I was thankful for the opportunity he had received and the pay was going allow me to continue to be a stay-home mom, but I was also a little discontented because Rob's new job was going to keep him away from us for 2 to 3 weeks at a time. I wasn't afraid to be home without Rob, I'm very capable of handling any situation that may arise, but I was sure going to miss him, in many ways.

Rob and I had started dating when I was a freshman in high school, he was a junior. Though I had given a few hand jobs and one blow job before meeting Rob, he was my first lover. Many of my friends were all freaky about "losing their virginity" but to me it was no big deal. Tough Rob was my first fuck, he was not the one to break my hymen. I honestly do not know the precise moment that happened. I imagine it was at age 9 or 10 either to my fingers or possibly my hair brush. I had started so early that it all seemed a blur.

I loved sex, and Rob was so good at pleasuring me in every way. With rare exceptions we had fucked every day for the last few years and now I wasn't sure how him being gone was going to affect that. Our relationship was not just about sex, but it sure played an important part! Would we be able to "catch up" when he was home? Would it be as good? What role would Taylor play?

My imaginings vanished as my little darling stirred just a bit, turning up on her side, now facing me. Her squirming had pulled the sheet away that had been covering her little slit, it was now clearly visible and so inviting. The scent of passion from the night before still lingered and both she and I still had dried cum all over us.

I leaned in to her and kissed her first on her cheek, then her little button nose. I so adored her. I leaned in again and this time kissed her on her pouty little mouth. What a paradox. So innocent and tender yet covered in dried cum and Mommy's pussy juices that she'd licked from my own cunt. I kissed her again and my pussy twinged. I moved slightly, gently placing my right hand behind her neck and with my left I cupped her little bottom. I gazed at her as she lay there before me. "Though she had been involved with Rob and I since she was just a baby, was I now ready to take this further and without Rob?," I thought to myself. I kissed her tummy.

Maybe this is meant to be, I thought. Rob is going to be on the road and now is Taylor going to be my primary lover? I kissed her belly button, the thumb on my left hand slide between her legs and was resting against her pussy, she was still sleeping.

Would this be too much for her at this age? How would this affect her when she was older? All these thoughts rushed through my head, mixed with the mental images from all the times she had been with Rob and I as we fucked, especially from the night before. I kissed her mound. Pressed ever so lightly now with my thumb against her slit. It seemed to open so easily, and was delightfully moist. I kissed her once more, directly on her slit. I lifted her bottom slightly and now with thumb and index finger gently spread apart her tiny twat. As i leaned in to kiss it again I paused for a moment then licked her little clit, and gently nibbled at it.

I raised to look at my angel's sleeping face once more, but Mommy's naughty angel wasn't asleep! She was laying there looking at me with a huge smile on her beautiful face. "Good morning angel," I said. "Morning Mommy," she replied as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. I moved up beside her, taking her in my arms, brushing her morning hair from her face and began it kiss her eyes, nose, mouth... the little game that we'd played all of her life. "Ummmm, Mommy's baby taste like sugar!" Giggles, was the response. "Kiss me here," she said pointing to her chest. "Now here," as she pointed to her belly button. "Now here Mommy," as she pointed at her pussy. "You little stinker you! Do you think Mommy wants to kiss your pussy?" Lots of giggles followed by a huge, YES! She rolled out of my arms and plopped over on her back now holding her leg up and apart. "Kiss my pussy Mommy!" she exclaimed.

Now folks, who in a similar situation would not give their loving daughter exactly what she had asked for? So I dropped down in front of my little angel, took her bottom in my hands and began to slurp at her pussy, licking from her little bum upward to her clit, finishing each stroke with a suck on her luv bud. I continued at this for several minutes until she tensed and then went limp. "Can a girl of her age have an orgasm," I thought to myself. I'm not sure but at any rate she was spent... or so I thought.

I had pulled back along side her to cuddle with her when to my surprise she jumped up and pounced on my stomach, a huge smile on her face. "Now I'm going to get Mommy!" she screamed. She squirmed between my legs, little hands on my knees she pushed them as far apart as they'd go. Then she plopped down in front of my wet pussy cross-legged as if she was in front of the TV. Little fingers began to explore all of Mommy's sex. First, one or two little digits then, I'm not sure, but it felt sooooooo good! This was amazing! Mommy's little angel was giving me more pleasure than I'd ever experienced!

I raised to my elbows to see what she was doing. There Taylor was, her right hand in my soppy cunt up to her elbow pumping away with the cutest look of determination on her face! "Oh sweetie, that makes Mommy feel sooo good!" She looked up at me a cracked the cutest little deviant smile, blew the hair away from her face and kept right on with her fucking agenda. Seconds later I was experiencing the most intense orgasm of my life! My body convulsed as a came on my little angel's arm! Such a smiling look of satisfaction filled little Taylor's face as she crawled up beside me and we feel into each other's arms and asleep.

I now understood what my les friend had said about not "needing" a man to be completely satisfied. Though I still adored the good fuckings and creamings I got from Rob during our "catch-up" sex, I was very content with the fist fuckings I received from my little Darling Taylor. This pretty much became the norm at our house for years to come... at least until the birth of my second daughter, Molly. How was the addition of this second little gift from heaven going to change the sexual climate at our house? Only time would tell, but I was confident with Taylor's help, little sister was going to be just as much involved as she was.