Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

“I’m home!”

The light familiar voice bounced through the house, it had been too long since the walls of her home had rung with her voice.

She looked around, curious as to where her mom would appear from as she set down her heavy backpack, which was, of course, full of her dirty clothes, it wasn’t a visit home after all without a load for washing.

Her mom, suddenly and in all her splendour appeared at the top of the stairs, looking flustered and surprised as she looked down the stairs at her daughter, hesitating as they each drank in the sight of one another.

Her mom was a beauty, the kind of woman the term ‘cougar’ had been invented for, not thin, but curvy and attractive, a lush brunette, her age evident in the smile lines around her eyes but it only served to add an air of grace to her beauty and in no way detracted from her wonder.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

For a growing, horny girl, before they had begun their more illicit relationship, Louise had offered Willow’s teenage mind an outlet, no one her age interested her, hell, even the women in porn drew her eye only when they had shared her mom’s qualities and physique. Each tiny fantasy was ultimately dominated by her mom, a fantasy she had, when she had come of age, confidence and wine, acted on that night over a year ago, filling the gap that Jane had left.

Louise wore a long flowing dress, simple and stylish, likely just enjoying the early heat June had to offer and, Willow knew, likely enjoying the freedom that such an open space gave her between her thighs. Like mother, like daughter, and like the summer weather, they were all packing heat.

Louise bit her lip and started to slowly walk down the stairs, her full, DD bust bouncing visibly in the low v of her top with each step as she carefully approached her daughter, she had been expecting her arrival, of course, but the daughter who hadn’t visited her in so long now stood out for all new reasons.

Gone was Willow’s long brunette hair, now cut to shoulder length and dyed black. In the place of the soft warm tones of the makeup they had often shared, Willow now wore much darker shades as Jane had, her lipstick and eyeliner a pure black that contrasted against her pale skin and matched the black mini-dress she wore and the long dark thigh highs that clung to her legs.

“Willow!” She exclaimed as she descended the stairs, despite her shock at the changes she was still over the moon to see her little girl, who, save for her style, just as she had remembered her, slender, lithe and shorter than her, with cute little b-cup breasts and gorgeous pale skin, just as Jane had been, almost exactly.

She stepped forward and embraced her daughter in a tight, loving hug, feeling the warmth of her slightly shorter child once more in her arms where she belonged.

Willow smiled warmly and embraced her mom, feeling the woman’s fuller figure against hers, felt her moms more prominent bust dominate and squish against her own b-cup breasts as she leaned up into the hug.

“Hey mom, missed you too..” she said, mirth in her voice as she gave her mom a loving squeeze before leaning back slightly, still in her mother’s arms as they looked at each other.

“Gods I’ve missed you so much Willow, the house just hasn’t been the same without you..”

Willow smirked and raised a hand to brush her hair into place, “Oh I bet you’ve missed me. Not got any girlfriends around?”

Louise blushed and bit her lip, “Not tonight, obviously, I knew you were coming. Though I didn’t expect… This.”

“What do you think?” she asked, coyly, pursing her full black lips, showing off.

“Its… You…” she bit her lip, trying to find the words, “You look just like she did, when I was at college.” Louise admitted, and they both knew it couldn’t be denied.

Willow had grown to be almost the spitting image of her mom’s one and only love, but the gothic style that Willow had never before adopted had been the one thing that set them apart. But now…

“But you like it, right?” Willow asked with a smirk, stepping back up close to her mom and taking her hands in her own, sliding them around and under her miniskirt to grip at her pert rear through her black satin panties.

Louise blushed and was reminded again why she had missed her little girl so much. She had never been a shy one after their first night together.

“I love it, Willow, Gods you look so much like her.” she laughed a little, cupping her hands around her daughters pert ass, squeezing and pulling her close.

Willowed smirked as she felt a familiar fullness start to press against her body as they embraced.

“Yeah, it’s almost as if we’re related or something.” Willow teased.

“Oh so now you’re a smart ass too?” Louise said with a smile, eying her little girl, seeing only Jane.

“That I get from you I’m pretty sure..” The teenage girl grinned.

Louise bit her lip a little, “So uh, What did you want to do? Eat? Sleep? You must be tired.”

Willow laughed a little, her hands reaching up to drape across her mom’s shoulder, fingertips gently caressing at her neck. “Oh please, like either of us want to do anything other than fuck.”

Louise blushed brightly and glanced around, as if they might be heard, only causing Willow’s laughter to deepen.

“Willow~!” She exclaimed in protest, before hushing her voice. “You know we shouldn’t…” she said, a sultry edge to her voice even as a smirk edged onto her lips, her fingers sinking into the softness of her girls butt, grinding her swelling cock forward against her daughter’s body.

“Oh please, mom. Do you want to play the moral card and try to talk us out of what we’re going to do?” She smirked, biting her lip, a blush on her own cheeks betraying her own excitement. “Can’t we just go upstairs and ruin a bed?”

“… Fine… But not the guest bed, I just made it.” Louise said.

Willow tilted her head, her voice bemused, “The guest bed? For me? Like I’m not going to spend all my time here in your bed?”

Louise blushed and opened her mouth, searching for words.

Willow didn’t wait to hear them, she just winked and untangled herself from her mom’s embrace, turning and taking her hand, pulling her towards and up the stairs, her cheeks flushed with expectation.

She pulled her eagerly through the house to her mom’s bedroom, turning and smiling, her eyes sparkling with desire as she drank in the view of her mother.

Louise’s full breasts were rising and falling enticingly in her top and Willow knew she would be more excited than even she was, needing this. It had always been the case before, Willow’s own cock was rarely ever brought out for fun, she had always been the one on her knees between her mom’s thighs or the one roughly pushed up against a wall, her moms cock hammering her.

She could see it now, in fact, as she looked down, tenting her mom’s skirt, pushing out and forward, prominent and erect under her floral skirt. Willow stepped forward and wrapped her slender pale hand around the shaft of her moms hard, throbbing cock, feeling it pulse hot under her fingers, even through the skirt.

“A-ah, Willow…” Louise breathed, biting her lip as she ran her fingers through her daughter’s soft black hair before slowly starting to push down on her little girl’s head.

Willow looked into her mom’s eyes as she sank down slowly to her knees before her, the hard shaft still in her hand now coming to eye level as she knelt before her mom, knowing her place in their twisted little relationship.

She leaned forward, pressing her lips to the bulging fabric of her mom’s skirt, eliciting hot little eager sighs from her as she kissed along the still hidden length of her cock.

Slowly her mom moved to sit down on the edge of the bed, smiling lovingly as Willow, ever obedient moved to follow, crawling across the floor towards her mom.

“I’ve missed you so, so much. Now be a good little girl and suck mommy off, would you?” Louise said, her voice heavy with lust and desire as she watched her daughter, now so much like Jane had been when they first met. She couldn’t wait to feel the pleasure, her cock painfully erect in her skirt.

Willow smirked as she looked up at her mom, admiring her beauty, how quickly she went from thinking it was a bad idea to making demands. Willow would, of course, do as she had been told, but she had picked up a thing or two in college which she couldn’t wait to try out.

She kissed the very tip of her mom’s throbbing cock through the skirt, tasting pre and noticing a wet spot on the fabric of the dress, biting her lip she moved her hands to her mom’s ankles, urging her own fingers under her dress and lifting up, revealing the long tanned length of Louise’s gorgeous legs and drawing closer and closer to the prize that awaited her.

Louise ran her hand through her daughter’s hair, letting her do her thing as she leaned back on her other hand, admiring the young girls form through her outfit, so small and beautiful, her own child, her own lover.

Willow felt her heart skip a beat as the dress was raised to reveal her moms huge, prominent cock. Her full darkly painted lips were open as she drank in the sight she had missed so much.

Willow, like her mom, had had a long string of lovers while she had been away, but they were all just place holders, sustaining a need until she had returned home and once more had in her life exactly what she wanted.

She blushed her lip as she wrapped her small, pale fingers around the base of her mom’s cock, feeling the silky hot skin under her fingers, feeling its steely hardness. She blushed and raised her arm comparing the size of her mother’s thick cock to the size of her own forearm and found them comparable.

Not that it had grown, it was just always hard to believe just how big it was, and even harder to believe that Jane had ever left, leaving such a monster behind. Her loss, Willow knew.