‘Perfectly!’ said Rita. ‘I don’t need to show you door, you do well and finding your way around where you’re not welcome.’
Sylvia gave her a hard stare and then walked to the door that had been left open the entire time. Rita sighed and puts her face in her hands.
Heather didn’t find out what had happened until after she got home and spoke to Anita on the phone that evening. Rita avoided mentioning it, knowing that Heather would be upset about it. Heather found out and came into Rita’s bedroom to talk about it.
‘Anita’s mum won’t let her stay here anymore,’ she said unhappily. ‘Do you know what happened? Anita said you had an argument with her.’
Rita was getting ready for bed, in her black silk nightie. She looked at Heather, a little embarrassed. ‘Yes we did, I’m sorry darling I should have told you when you got home. I just didn’t want to make you upset.’
‘But why? Was is because of the pot we smoked? We rarely ever have it mum,’ said Heather.
‘I know you don’t,’ said Rita, she came over and rubbed Heather’s arms. ‘Sylvia wanted me to punish you, but I told her your old enough to make your own decisions. Is Anita okay?’
‘No, she’s really upset,’ said Heather, perplexed. ‘So am I. I love having her over here.’
‘Me too,’ said Rita. ‘We can only hope Sylvia comes around. I will talk to her again, apologize, I was rude to her, but she was rude to me. We both said some rash things. She thinks I’m a bad parent.’
‘Your not,’ said Heather and hugged her tightly. ‘You’re the best mum ever. Anita thinks so too.’
Rita smiled and kissed her hair. ‘Thanks for saying so. Are you going to bed now?’
‘I don’t think I can sleep,’ said Heather. ‘Can I sleep with you?’
‘Of course you can,’ said Rita.
Heather smiled at her and disappeared to change into her pajamas. When she came back Rita was already in bed, waiting for her. Heather climbed aboard and lay beside her. Rita was once again attracted to her daughter, her feminine smell, the softness of her young and firm body. Her crystal blue eyes. It would be hard for her to sleep, but she had to try. She turned the light off and lay on her back and was surprised when Heather moved right alongside her and put her arms around her lovingly, resting her head on her shoulder. Very hard indeed, she thought.
Heather kissed on the cheek. ‘Goodnight mum,’ she said.
‘Goodnight. Are you sure you’ll be comfortable like this? I might roll on top of you in my sleep,’ said Rita, and kissed her blonde hair.
‘That’s okay,’ said Heather. They both settled down for sleep. After a moment Heather spoke up again.
‘Mum?’
‘Yes darling?’ said Rita.
‘Your vibrator was really good,’ she said after a moment.
Rita felt a familiar warmth in her stomach at the mention of her vibrator. ‘I’m glad you enjoyed it. Your really growing up now. You can have it or we’ll buy you a new one on the internet.’
‘I want to share it with you,’ said Heather. ‘I had the best orgasm ever.’
‘Heather please,’ said Rita. ‘All this talk of vibrators will make me have to excuse myself to the bathroom.’
‘Really?’ said Heather.
‘Yes, now go to sleep,’ said Rita, who was wide awake now and very conscious of the soft and warm body against hers. She felt a hand rubbing her stomach softly, sending tingles through her body.
‘I don’t want your to go to the bathroom,’ said Heather. ‘I want you to stay with me.’
Rita felt the hand move lower and lower, to her thighs and then back up to her loins. She held her breath, hardly believing what was happening, then she felt a hand feeling her lovely blonde bush. She gasped.
‘Heather! Are you sure -‘ Rita trailed off and a finger went inside her moist pussy.
‘Oh mum, you’re so sexy. I can’t stop thinking about you,’ said Heather, her breathing shallow as she felt her inside her mothers deepest secret. ‘I want to help get you off.’
‘Your doing very well,’ gasped Rita, enjoying the probing fingers. They were inexperienced, but meant well. She reached her hands around and squeezed Heather’s firm ass.
Heather moaned and fingered her mother more rapidly, enjoying the sensation of her fingers inside the tight pussy, it was heaven. She’d been thinking about it for days, ever since the shower. Even though she had been confused, underneath it all she was turned on by the experience. And now it was happening again. Rita’s hand had found its way into Heather’s pajama bottoms and was sliding along her asscrack, until she found her daughters extremely tight cunt and returned the favour.
Heather was so excited she came almost immediately, her pussy clamping around Rita’s finger and flooding it with her juices. On impulse she started fingering Rita harder and faster and bringing her mother to an orgasm not long after she had hers.
‘Oh my sweet Heather,’ gasped Rita as she came in bliss. They both lay panting after there orgasm for long moments, their minds racing at what had just happened. Rita removed her finger from Heather’s pussy and tasted the sticky and sweet juice. Then she took hold of Heather’s face and looked into her eyes, what she could barely make out in the darkness.
‘Thankyou sweetheart, that was wonderful,’ she said. ‘I guess your ok with it now?’
‘Yes, I don’t know if its right but I don’t care,’ said Heather earnestly.
‘Its okay baby,’ said Rita and kissed softly on the lips. ‘Its our little secret. Mine and yours forever. I love you.’
‘I love you mum,’ said Heather. Rita kissed her again, but this time with her tongue, she explored her daughters mouth with eager swirls, finding Heather’s tongue and playing with it. Heather took it and was overwhelmed by her mothers, strong and experienced kissing; when Rita pulled away from her mouth with a smacking sound, she was breathless and gasping.
‘Mum, I want you again,’ said Heather, kissing her back eagerly and pulling aside Rita’s shoulder straps so her large breasts fell out. She took one eagerly in her mouth and began sucking on it. They both surrendered to a night of passion in which they would never forget. Rita was a sensual and gentle lover with her daughter, she wasn’t rough or ‘Mrs. Jennings’ like she had been with Anita, she knew what each of her women lovers needed and gave it to them. They spent only half the night asleep, the rest was in fits of sexual passion. By the morning, Heather was a changed woman.
She awoke and rolled over and gave her mum a big kiss. Rita opened her eyes and smiled, kissing her back.
‘Hi darling, sleep well?’ she asked.
‘Of course,’ smiled Heather. ‘I was thinking we could have a shower together again.’
‘You learn quickly,’ said Rita and began feeling her daughters body again, pay close attention to her ass, which she loved, the firm and heart shaped cheeks.
‘Mum, what are we going to do about Anita?’ she asked.
‘I don’t know, ‘said Rita and got out of bed. ‘I’ll work something out. I promise.’
‘Ok,’ said Heather and got up as well.
Hand in hand, they both headed off to the shower.
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