Paige & Sofie 0:
First Times With Sofie

by ottersintrousers

A prequel to Sweet Relief with Sofie, following several of Sofie's First Times, all with her mother Paige—her first time giving and receiving oral sex, first time having vaginal sex, first time knotting.

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Paige Shepherd lies sprawled on her back in bed, the blue merle collie staring up at the ceiling while she comes down from her orgasm and catches her breath. Lying beside her, with Paige's cum oozing from her puppy pussy, is her nine year old daughter, Sofia, so blissed out she's still moaning.

Until recently, if someone had told Paige this is where she'd end up, she would have had some choice words for them. But here she is, softening cock coated in her pup's pleasure.

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As the light of the sun crests over the eastern horizon, it finds its way through the bedroom window and falls upon a collie woman, breeze through the curtain causing sunbeams to dance across her blue merle coat where she lies, nude and uncovered, on her bed.

Paige pants, tongue lolled out the side of her maw, out of breath. One hand rests on her breast, having just been groping and pinching at her nipple. The other is clenched between her powerful thighs, still knuckle-deep in her plump spade. Her untouched cock drools onto her abdomen. She went into heat two days ago, and now the endless sexual need has entered a feedback loop between her cock and pussy.

She's been awake masturbating over and over for at least an hour.

Her morning alarm sounds from the bedside table, and she makes the mistake of drawing her paw from her pussy to turn it off. She grimaces at the smear of her arousal she leaves behind on the clock, then licks the rest out of the fur on her fingers. Time to get out of bed, whether she wants to or not. 

She stands and stretches out her sore muscles, then pads over to her wardrobe. She gives herself a once-over in her mirror, and—heck, look at her. She prides herself in how well she maintains her muscular physique, and usually admires her toned body and the way her fur follows the contours of her muscular frame, but right now all she can see is how pronounced her nipples are, how damp her whole crotch is—her cock belches out a glob of pre that drips into the carpet as she lifts her scrotum out of the way to stare at her spade. She's so damn hot.

At least she's working from home today, so she can spend her time taking care of herself without worrying about someone walking by her desk and spying her squirting around a dildo or catching her own cum in her mouth. Fuck, she admonishes herself, she doesn't have time to be daydreaming about that right now.

Sofie needs a wakeup call.

She can't help her tail wagging at the thought of her beloved daughter Sofia. Except she probably shouldn't be feeling herself up while thinking of the pup. This heat has her all turned around. She drops her tit and grabs a loose black tank top—she'll be home alone all day, and no way she's putting on bottoms or anything tight-fitting when she can't get rid of her erection and her spade's this sensitive. It's nothing her pup hasn't seen before anyway.

Paige never really intended to be so casual about nudity with Sofie. It's just—if you live long enough with someone, you're gonna end up seeing one another naked. And if that someone is your own pup, it's gonna be a lot. So why bother too much about it.

Plus, Paige has never really gotten the whole puritanical prudishness, sexualizing all nude bodies, thing. It's just bodies. Heck, most of the time, there's fur or feathers obfuscating genitals anyway, or a genital slit that keeps things nice and tucked away, so what's even the big deal.

Then there's a knock against her door, and the sweet voice of her darling daughter calls out to her.

“Hey Mom, you okay?”

“Yeah, Sof. You can come in.” 

The door swings open to reveal Sofia. She's also a border collie with a blue merle coat, but she has heterochromia—one brown eye and one blue eye. She's small and slim, and unlike her mother, exclusively female. This is readily apparent by her standing in the doorway in nothing but her cute bikini panties, obvious outline of her spade on display.

“Oh, but fair warning, hun, I'm still in heat, so—” she's cut off by Sofie finishing her sentence.

“So you're gonna have a big leaky boner, yeah, I see it.” Sofie giggles at the bobbing reflection.

“Hey, don't laugh at my cock, she can't help herself.” Paige finishes shrugging on her top, billows it a couple times by the collar. Apparently she spent a little longer groping herself in front of her wardrobe than she realized, if Sof's already up and looking for her. A last check in the mirror to make sure she's as decent as she can be at the moment, cock out and pussy soaked and all, and she strides over to properly greet her pup.

“Morning, baby girl.” She pulls her pup into a side-hug, careful to avoid her erection. “How're you?”

“I'm alright. Hungry.” Sofie returns the hug with a little oomf of effort. “I was a bit worried you overslept.”

“Not quite.”

Sofie gives her a theatrical sniff, then makes a show of retching.

“Bleh, you reek, Mom. Good thing you're working from home!”

“Oh hush, you goober. Now let's go. I'll start on breakfast while you put some clothes on, miss Nakey.” She pokes Sofie's nipple, sending the pup reeling away with a squeaked giggle and flailing arms.

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Paige really does spend the whole day with a dildo in her cooch. It's not enough, but it's the best she has. What she needs is a good fuck, but that's not happening. Somewhere along the way, she tossed the tank top across her office, leaving her bare-furred now.

She eases her chair back from her desk as she nears orgasm, feverishly working the canine dildo in and out of her cunt and gripping behind her own knot each time the dildo's pops in or out. Her toes curl and flex. She's close. She leans down, able to just get the tip of her muzzle around her cocktip, intent to not make too much of a mess of herself.

She's so close.

The door to her office opens, accompanied by a quiet “I'm home, Mom.”

Paige has arranged the furniture in her office such that the door is to the left of the desk, so she doesn't have her back to it and can keep an ear out for Sofie. Unfortunately, this means that right now, with Paige pushed back from the desk in the middle of the room, she is in full view of her eight year old pup as she glances over, jerks her head up in surprise, and then explodes.

Paige can do little more than grunt and gasp as she bastes herself in her cum, pussy clenching down so hard on her dildo it pops out and lands in a puddle of her arousal. For an interminable moment, Sofie watches, mouth agape, as her mother climaxes.

Chest still heaving for gulps of air, Paige struggles for words.

“Oh gods, Sofie, I'm so—” Paige flounders, tries to cover herself, anything, before arriving at the idea to swivel the chair to face away from her pup, “—so sorry. I got carried away, and lost track of time, and—” 

“Should I get you a towel, Mom?”

“That's a good idea, sweetie.” She turns her head to look over her shoulder at the pup, who's still standing in the doorway. “Once I get the worst of this up, I'll go shower, and then I'll find you and we can, uh, talk.”

“Okay, Mom.”

Sofie steps backwards into the hall and away, leaving Paige alone with the mess of rapidly-cooling cum in her fur.

“Well. Fuck.” That could have gone better. Paige looks down at her shaft, flagging but still fundamentally erect. She scowls at it. “This is your fault.” 

When Sofie returns with an old towel—such a good idea, bringing one of the towels they've retired to cleaning up messes, and not one of the good ones—she steps around the chair to hand it over. Paige accepts it, then begins the unpleasant process of sopping up cum out of her own fur.

“You want me to help?” Sofie's still standing there, watching her, hand still half-raised, balanced on her pawtoes.

“Uh, no thanks, Sof, I got it.”

Sofie hesitates there a moment longer, eyes glued to Paige's body as the towel works over and through her fur, then turns and leaves.

Once Paige has gotten enough of her mess up that she's no longer worried about dripping a trail, she sets off for the bathroom. However, along the way, her ears perk up at quiet sounds from the living room. Huffs. Figuring she may as well check on Sofie, and that the pup has already just seen her paint herself so a bit more full frontal won't be that big a deal, she pokes her head around the corner to find—

Sofie, shorts and panties bunched up at her paws, rapidly jilling herself where she's leaned against the back of the couch. Her finger pumps in and out of her little spade in a blur, breaths coming in pants. It is a beautiful, hot, adorable, but very personal sight. Paige feels like she's intruding. Paige is intruding. It takes effort worthy of bardsong for Paige to tear her gaze away. Gods, did Paige do that to her? Did watching her own mom cum get Sofie that hot and bothered? Her penis, which had almost fully retreated into its sheath before this, is once again throbbingly erect.

Fuck, Paige is too rutty from heat for this. She retreats to the bathroom for a shower.

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Paige has only barely closed the curtain behind her when Sofia lets herself into the bathroom. She hears the pup open and close the door, then collapse onto the closed toilet with a sigh. She tries not to think about the sight of her pup's rump as she fingered herself. She thinks about the sight of her pup's rump as she fingered herself. She shakes her head. Focus on cleanup, and checking on your good girl, not on checking out your good girl, Paige.

“You okay, baby?” Paige grimaces at the sticky feeling of her semen all in her fur under the hot water.

“I dunno.” 

“Something I can do to help?”

Sofie answers with a long hum. Paige contents herself with continuing to bathe, allowing her pup all the time she needs to find an answer. It's not unusual for Sofie to be hanging around in the room while Paige showers. She is surprised when the next thing she gets from Sofie is the naked pup stepping into the shower with her. Sofie tries to hug her, and Paige tries to stop her.

“Sof, there's still—” 

“I don't care, Mom, we're in the shower it'll wash out, and I love you, and I had a bad day and I really want a hug.”

Sofie presses herself tighter to Paige, and the older collie melts. For a moment, her heat and the cum in her fur and the throbbing erection caught between their bodies are all forgotten. For a moment, nothing matters but holding her daughter against her, petting through her fur.

“Aww, sweetheart, I'm sorry. You know you can talk about it if you want to.” Paige rocks them back and forth under the hot spray of the shower, squeezes her pup tighter. 

“I know. But I don't. It was just—a bunch of little things.” She nuzzles into her mother.

“Well, I'm glad you're home and I hope your evening will be better. And I'm sorry the first thing you saw when you came home was your naked mom busting a nut all over herself.”

That gets a snort-laugh from Sofie, who shoves against her.

“Moooom!” Sofie's voice is caught between a whine and a giggle.

“Whaaaat.” Paige mimics the intonation.

“Don't be gross.” 

Now that Sofie has stepped back, Paige is able to lean down to press a kiss to the crown of her head. She tussles her ears after.

“No promises.” When Paige catches that there's something else, she prompts, “What's up, baby girl?”

“Can I shower with you?”

That gets a chuckle from Paige.

“Well it's a bit late for that now, you little goober, but yes.”

“Thanks, Mom.” Sofie returns to hugging Paige around the waist. With her snout pressed to Paige's breast, she mumbles out, “I'm sorry I walked in on you.”

“Aw, Sof, there's no need to apologize. I should've been paying any attention to the time. And not wanked in the middle of the floor.”

“Did it help?”

“Yeah, a bit. Orgasms soothe the heat for a little while, but it comes back pretty quick. Especially for herms. Kind of a feedback loop going on down there at all times.” 

“It was—I liked it.” The words are mumbled into Paige's belly fur, hesitant.

“What.” Paige's hand stills in her pup's fur. She isn't certain she heard her right. Her mind is hurled back several minutes, the image of the pup in front of her bent forward, fingering her glistening pussy.

Sofie pulls away to look her mom in the eyes. Paige sees determination settle into the pup's countenance. 

“I said I liked it. Watching you. I, uh—” one hand lets go of Paige, and she watches it travel down, settle between the pup's legs “—I touched myself, when you were wiping up. Like you were doing with the toy. It felt really good.”

Paige is caught off guard. She just openly admitted to it. Does she know Paige saw her? Did she want Paige to see her? This is getting out of hand, fast.

“You had it in your mouth, right?” Sofie's voice pulls Paige from her thoughts. “Would that help?”

She leans in and before Paige can get words together, Sofie wraps her muzzle around Paige's cock.

Paige cums.

Sofie's eyes go wide when Paige's cock flexes to unleash the first spurt of semen into the pup's mouth. When the second joins the first, Sofie pulls her muzzle away, spluttering, only to get a faceful of the third and fourth. The rest of Paige's orgasm spills along Sofie's chest. Paige stares, stiff.

“Bleeugh.” Sofie drools out a mouthful of cum to splat on the shower floor, snapping Paige from her stupor with a cackle. Between bouts of laughter, Paige kneels down.

“Ohh, what'd you do that for, baby girl?” She helps clear Sofie's face. “Look at you. I guess now I've made a mess of both of us, huh?”

“That tasted so baaad.” Sofie grabs both of Paige's hands, stopping her efforts to wipe cum away from the pup's face so she can scowl up at her mom. “Mom, why did you put it in your mouth if it tastes so bad!”

“Aw, Sof, it's not supposed to taste good. And I put it in my mouth so I wouldn't make a mess of everything when I came, and because I don't mind the taste.”

“Oh.”

“Yep. So what's up, Sofie? Help me understand what's going on in that pretty head.”

Sofie opens her mouth, hesitates, closes it, looks away.

“It's embarrassing,” she settles on.

“Well, pup, I got great news there. You walked in on me in the middle of an orgasm not even thirty minutes ago, then I walked in on you fingering yourself after that, and now you just got me off faster than anyone or anything else ever has, right into your face—there's still cum in your fur.” She runs a clawed hand along Sofie's front. “I think the time for embarrassment is kinda over, baby girl.”

Sofie sighs.

“I—Mom, you're so pretty. And I love you, and I wanna help you—with your heats. You touch yourself a lot when you're in heat. Like, all the time. I wanted to help that. I kinda didn't expect you to blow immediately though.” She laughs through the last few words.

“Yeah well neither did I, but I'm always weirdly sensitive. And I haven't had a partner in—” she leans her head back to think. How long has it been? Dating's hard. “I don't actually know. A while. So I guess I wasn't ready for a mouth that wasn't my own.”

“Did it help though?” Sofie's tail wags in the shower spray. Strings of cum still cling in the belly of her coat.

“Holy shit, sweetie.” Paige runs her hand over her pup's ears, then she adopts her soft Mom Voice. “Yes, Sofie, it helped. It helped a whole lot, actually. But you didn't need to do that, you don't have to help me with this, baby.”

Sofie rolls her eyes with a huff, but her tail doesn't stop.

“I know, Mom. But I wanted to.”

Paige sighs. Runs a hand over Sofie's head.

“Okay. Okay.” 

“I could do it again, if you want.”

“Mmmmm, maybe not right now.” At the pup's disappointed look, Paige continues. “How 'bout, once we're out of here and dried off, I return the favor?” She runs a claw along Sofie's cute little spade. “Take care of you, then teach you how I like my pussy licked.” When Sofie's tail wags even faster and she nods enthusiastically, Paige smiles. “Thank you, Sof, my good girl. Now what do you say we stop using up all the hot water, huh? Let's finish up.”

Sofie slips past Paige to grab the shampoo.

“Can we do each other?”

Paige watches Sofie's eyes track to her cock as it bobs at her phrasing. No, cock, obviously Sofie didn't mean you should fuck your own daughter, stop it.

“Of course. Just be careful of my bits.”

Sofie chuckles.

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When they finish up—with only a minimum of wandering hands despite the easy excuse that cleaning one another provides—Sofie decides they should move to Paige's bed.

And that's how Paige finds herself, nude, lying on her side curled around her daughter. She runs one hand up and down the soft white fur of her pup's slim belly, the other wrapped around her and holding her hand, fingers interlaced. Every few passes, she dips her fingers down to tease along Sofie's spade.

“Getting pretty wet down there, Sof.” She brings her hand up to her own muzzle, giving a quick sniff before licking her daughter's arousal off. “Mmm, sweet, too.” Sofie shivers against her. “Think you're ready?”

“Moooom, I've been ready since you mentioned it in the shower.”

“Okay, okay sweetheart.” Paige uncurls from around Sofie, begins her way down the bed. “I'm gonna take this nice and slow, okay?” She places a kiss between the pup's eyes. “We're gonna talk about what you like, what you don't like, what you want more of.” Another kiss, to Sofie's nipple. Sofie shudders. Paige grins. “Okay?”

“Okay. Could you start licking me now?”

“Eager little thing, aren't you. I don't blame you, though. I'm eager, too.”

Paige kisses her inner thigh, right at the join of her leg and pelvis.

“When it's just starting off, I like soft, gentle touches—kisses, licks, nuzzles—all around my spade. To work me up a little at a time.” She follows along with her own description, keeping her eyes up on Sofie's face. The pup's gaze is locked on hers, blue and brown eyes alight with passion as she looks down her body at her mother between her thighs. “Gods, Sof, you're beautiful.” 

The words come out reverent, her breath a whispered ghost against Sofie's glistening pussy. Sofie moans.

“How's that, pup?”

“Mom. M-more.”

“You got it, sweetie. I especially love it when my partner kisses my clitoris, right at the apex of my spade.” She places one last soft kiss to Sofie's clit. “When I'm ready for more, I like for my partner to use her tongue inside of me.” She uses her broad tongue to lap, once, just inside Sofie's vagina. “Just like this. Just to pry me open, feel my inside.”

One of Sofie's hands grabs a fistful of the sheet by her side. The other reaches down, and Paige makes sure it finds her own hand, interlacing their fingers.

“Mom.”

“There you go, baby. There you go. You like it?”

Sofie nods.

“I like for her to do that for a while, slowly working deeper and deeper.” She takes another few laps. “And then, it's a sort of cooperative juggling act. I like to have one or both of my breasts touched,” she reaches her free hand up to cup Sofie's flat chest, “or just my nipples,” she pinches Sofie's little nipple, “or my belly rubbed,” her claws slide down Sofie's body to scratch at her abdomen, “or my clit stimulated,” she ends by using her thumb-pad and nose to prod at Sofie's clit. All the while, she watches the pup's reactions, noting each.

She pauses a moment to give Sofie time to find her bearings.

“So, you just—both take turns touching you?”

“Pretty much.” Another kiss to Sofie's sex. “Any thoughts?”

Sofie hums in thought.

“I liked it when you used your nose. And when you rubbed my belly. Your thumb was a bit too much.”

Paige smiles—this is pretty much what she saw, too.

“What about your nipples?”

“I liked it, but not as much as bellyrubs.”

“My good girl. Thank you for telling me.”

Sofie nods, blushing.

“You ready for me to finish you?”

“Please. It's—I can feel it building.”

“Alright, let's give my girl an orgasm.” 

Paige sets to work. Now that she's not narrating herself, and has an idea of what works best, it doesn't take long for Paige to bring Sofie right up to the precipice of release. All the while, Sofie moans her name, begs her for more, proclaims her love. It is sweet and sexy, and has Paige grinding into the sheet for her own pleasure. Sofie's free hand alternates between clinging to the sheet and caressing her little tit, until, tugging her nipple between her thumb and finger, she keens.

Paige, one hand running claws through the pup's soft belly fur, watches and feels as her daughter comes undone around her tongue. Butterfly-light, her little pussy spasms around her intruding tongue, then clenches down, vice-like. Sofie grinds her hips up in time with the contractions that run through her vagina, little grunts and whimpers.

When Sofie drops her hips back down and falls still, gasping for breath, Paige pulls away. She plants one last, loving kiss to her pup's pretty little spade, then climbs her way back up the bed. She curls around her daughter, holds her tight, and waits.

“Mom?”

“There you are, babygirl. How you feeling?”

“Like I can't feel anything, like I'm floating. Mom, I feel so gooood.”

Paige chuckles.

“Yeah, cumming will do that. You just lay there, baby, bask in that feeling as long as you want.”

“I love you, Mom.”

“Love you, too, Sofie.”

Sofie half-wriggles, half-squirms her way atop Paige, falling still again when Paige is on her back with the pup's head pillowed on her breast.

A few quiet minutes pass.

“Mom, I can feel you.” Sofie squirms.

“Huh?” Paige glances down. Paige realizes what she means.

Sofie is straddling Paige's lap, and her sweet little spade is pressed against the underside of Paige's very-erect shaft.

“Oh, I'm so sorry, Sof.” She releases Sofie, helps her slide to settle against Paige's side. “Better?”

Sofie looks up at her, and then her blissed-out grin turns impish.

“No.”

Paige gasps.

“Sofia Shepherd you did not just imply that you want to grind on your mother's cock!” Paige is barely able to hold herself together and not outright laugh at the absurdity of what she's saying. Sofie doesn't manage so well, descending into giggles.

“Okay, fine, Mom.”

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They spend another two of Paige's seasonal heats that way, trading oral back and forth, cuddling, exploring one another's bodies. Then Sofie, now age nine, changes the rules again.

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“Come again.” Paige knows what her daughter just said, knows what it means. She can see she means it. But she needs to hear it again, needs the confirmation that Sofie's sure.

They're both in Paige's bed, naked. As has become normal for them—and what a thing to be normal!—Sofie has just finished eating Paige out. As they were cuddling through Paige's afterglow, she had commented that she would need a few minutes before she could take care of Sofie, because all her body really wanted was to go again and she needed to get that under control. Sofie had sat up, and said—with all the gravity a puppy can manage—

“I saaaaaid,” Sofie holds the last syllable, sing-song, as she rises from sitting cross-legged to spin and then drop to her hands and knees, tail up, presenting herself to her mom. She looks over her shoulder, cheeky. “You should just put it in.” She pauses, considers, then adds as an afterthought, “Please.”

Paige eyes her daughter. This could go real bad, real fast, for either or both of them. It's probably a terrible idea.

But her heat's killing her. And she loves Sofie, so so much. More than anything. And Sofie's such a good girl, and so eager for it. Her pussy's dripping into the bedsheets. Surely if Paige is careful, if they do it right, it'll be okay. 

Right?

Paige sighs.

“Okay, Sof. But—” she's interrupted by Sofie throwing her hands up and whooping. “—But! There's gotta be rules, and we have to follow all of them. Alright?”

Sofie sobers up, turns back around, and nods.

“Okay, Mom.”

Paige reaches forward to pet her head.

“Good girl. Okay, first rule. This one's the most important, okay? Consent. We only ever do this when we both really want it. Only when we're both good. Not okay, not fine, not 'I don't wanna but you do'. Good. It's okay to change your mind at any point, too. And I'll check in every little bit to make sure you're still good. But you can tell me 'no,' or 'stop,' at any point and I will stop. Okay?” Sofie nods. “And the same goes for me. If I ever ask you not to do something, or to stop, you listen. We have to listen to one another. Did you get all that?”

“I think so. Consent. Make sure we both want it, you stop if I say stop, I stop if you say stop.”

“My good girl.” Paige reaches out to pet her ears.

“Okay, uh, other rules. I'm not gonna knot you, no matter how much you ask.” At Sofie's whined awww, Paige chuckles. “You're too small, Sof, I might hurt you. It's not happening.”

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They settle on missionary, for Sofie's first time. Facing one another, they can easily talk about things, watch one another. And with Paige on top, she can set the pace, and use her experience to ensure Sofie is well cared for and not overwhelmed.

Paige meets her daughter's beautiful blue and brown eyes as she lines up her tip to the pup's cookie. She's soaked, and the smell of her arousal in Paige's nose claws at her heat-addled brain.

“You good, Sofie?”

“Yes, Mom, I'm good. Are you good, Mom?”

“Yes, Sof, I'm good.”

“Okay great please put it in now.”

“Sofia.” Paige gives her a stern look. It's probably weakened somewhat by how much of her willpower it's taking not to just hump right in.

Sofie throws her head back with a groan.

“Mom! Please! I know but we're both good and I'm so wet it feels weird and I really really want it in me!” She punctuates this with a gyration of her hips.

Paige sighs good-naturedly.

“What am I gonna do with you, pup?”

“Rut me?”

That gets a surprised laugh from Paige.

Then she pushes in.

Not far, maybe only an inch, but enough to feel how Sofie stretches out around her shaft, to draw a gasp and a moan from the pup. Paige moans, too.

It's heaven.

She barely has her tip in, and it's heaven. 

“Ohh, sweetheart, you feel so good. How you doing, baby?”

Sofia has stars in her eyes.

“Mom! Mom it feels so good. You're inside me, it feels so good. Please, please more.”

“Oh, you really are eager.” She laughs at a thought. “My little slutty Sofie.”

Sofie moans at the nickname.

“Yes! Yes, Mommy, I'm your little slut, please give me more!”

Paige cackles, and manages another inch.

“You're definitely never allowed to call me 'mommy' outside of sex ever again.”

They share a giggle.

“It's so much better than my fingers! I'm so full!”

“Careful, sweetie, breathe, we're taking this slow, remember? It's your first time.” Even as she says this, Paige presses more of her shaft in, determined to get as deep as she can before she cums—and she's gonna cum quick, as tight and excited and wonderful as Sofie is.

“Mom, it's so good, it's so good, Mom I love you.”

“I love you, too, Sofie.” She kisses the pup's ear, then Sofie stretches up, and their lips meet.

Immediately, Sofie's tongue dives into her mother's mouth, all eagerness and inexperience. Paige is surprised, briefly, before working to coach her daughter into something more controlled. She slides deeper still on this stroke.

When she pulls away from the kiss, she emphatically flicks her eyes downward. Sofie follows them, peering down between Paige's hanging breasts.

“You see that, sweetie? You've taken half of it already.”

Sofie slides her hands down between their bodies to feel at her lower belly, probe at her stretched-wide spade.

“Whoa.”

“Yeah, baby. You're doing so good.”

Sofie moans.

“Oh, does my sweet girl like being praised while she's getting fucked?” Paige grins. “My sweet little slutty Sofie.” She eases back out, slowly, gently, all the way to the tip, so Sofie can see how much there is. “Taking so much of your mom's big hard cock.” She starts back in, just as slowly. “I'm so proud of you, baby. You're such a good girl. You're doing so good.”

“Mom!” Sofie goes stiff. “Mom, I'm—” she cuts herself off with a gasp, and Paige feels her vagina clamp down around her.

Sofie cums. Hard.

Sofie keens. Her hands, which had been idly toying with herself, swing up to latch onto Paige, fisting in the fur along her sides. Her little pussy spasms around her mother's cock, settles into a rhythm of contractions that beg Paige to keep going.

She obliges.

Diligently, Paige works herself in and out, just that little bit deeper each time. She kisses Sofie, softly, sweetly, whispers reassurance and praise into her ears, as Sofie works through the greatest climax of her young life.

Paige's knot bumps against the pup's spade. She smiles.

When Sofie finally comes down, going fully boneless under Paige, a puddle of sexed-out pup, Paige lifts her upper half away.

“You feel that, Sof?” The pup tilts her head tiredly to the side, then looks down between their bodies. “That's my knot, sweetie.” She bumps it against the pup's spade for emphasis. “You took the whole thing.” Paige is so proud.

Sofie grins, then flops her head back onto the pillow to look up at Paige.

“Are you sure you don't wanna knot me?”

“Sofie, I'm in heat, of course I want to knot you.” That gets them both to giggle. “But I can't. This is your first time, and I'm pretty big. I could hurt you. Maybe after you have more practice.”

“Gonna give me more practice, Mom?”

Paige catches Sofie's lips with her own to quiet her.

“Now, I held on through that first orgasm, but uh, I'm not gonna last much longer, Sof.”

“Do it, Mom.” A pause. “Please.”

Paige fucking loves this pup. She's so eager. She eases one long draw out, then back in.

“Fuck, Sofie, your little pussy is incredible.”

“Is it really?”

“Yes, fuck, it's like heaven. I nearly came just putting my tip in.”

“Hah! Well, now that I've cum, it's only fair you get to. Um—inside me, please.”

“You sure, baby?” Paige makes a point of maintaining eye contact for the question, searching her pup's eyes.

“Yes! I wanna know what it feels like for you to cum inside me.”

“Gods you're so eager, pup, it's so hot.”

Paige rushes through her next several humps, pumping herself into her pup's small vagina. Every time, her knot slaps wetly into Sofie's stretched-out spade.

“Oh my baby girl. My Sofie.” Paige growls. “Fuck I'm so close. I love you, sweetie.”

“I love you, too, Mom.”

“Here it comes, Sof.”

Paige lets go. Her balls pull up and she grinds in against Sofie as the first spurt of her semen enters her pup's channel.

Sofie goes perfectly still. Eyes wide, ears stiff.

“Mom, it's—” Sofie careens into a second orgasm, even stronger than the first. She screams, thrashes under Paige. Her pussy, so full and getting fuller with every pump from her mom, clamps down frantically. She squirts, soaking Paige's pubic fur. Then, a moment later, Paige's backflow joins, making a real mess of them both and the bedding.

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The next time Paige enters heat, Sofie lets herself into Paige's room. She stands in the doorway, silhouetted by the light in the hall.

“Mom, I can smell it.”

“Hey babygirl, you want—” Paige trails off when she looks over, sees her pup fully nude, spade glistening with her arousal. Yes, she wants.

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Sofie is on top, this time, Paige letting her set the pace, so long as she's careful. It takes much less time for Sofie to work all the way down Paige's shaft, until her puffy cookie is butting against her knot with each bounce. 

“Hey Mom, guess what?”

“What, Sof?”

Sofie lifts herself up, all the way to the tip, and then slams back down with all the force she can muster.

Paige's knot jams right into the pup's abused pussy.

They cum as one.

Paige nearly blacks out from pleasure. It's been so long since she last tied, and she's in heat, and this is her pup. She cums like a firehose. She bares her teeth and growls through her orgasm, pump after pump after pump surging up her cock and into her daughter's stretched-out vagina.

Sofie sees stars. It actually kind of hurt to take it—she probably shouldn't have forced a fully-engorged knot through her entrance and instead just let it inflate inside her—but it's such a good hurt. She feels her mom's tip kiss against her cervix before everything goes white—her vision, her feelings, her pussy.

Paige can't believe how good it feels. She humps up into Sofie's hips in time with each spasm, each gout of semen she delivers into that tight little vagina. She cries. It's perfect.

Sofie was already full just from her mom's cock, but now, knot jammed inside her and an ocean of cum washing into her young womb, she is overflowing. Blindly, her hands find their way to her lower belly, run over the small but growing pooch there. She cries. It's perfect.

They make eye contact through the tears, both smiling, love in their gazes.

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When Paige comes down enough that her brain turns back on, she maybe freaks out just a little.

“Sofie! Sofie, babygirl, are you okay?”

Her hands come up to cradle her daughter's sides, move to her gently rounded belly.

“Mom'm so full. There'sso muuuuch.” Sofie sounds drunk.

“Sofie. Sofie look at me. Does anything hurt?” She guides her pup to look at her face. Sofie shakes her head.

“No, feels gooood.”

Paige sighs.

“Holy shit, Sof. What were you thinking? You could have really hurt yourself!”

Sofie seems to sober a bit.

“But I didn't, and now you know you can knot me and I'll be okay. See?” She gestures at herself. “I'm okay.”

“I see that. Okay. You're okay.” She tugs Sofie down into a gentle kiss. “You're okay. We're okay.” She takes a few breaths, interrupted by Sofie stealing another kiss. “Slutty Sofie is right.” The pup lays her head on Paige's breast. “What am I gonna do with you, pup?”

She regrets the words immediately. She feels the horrible gremlin idea take shape in Sofie's mind.

“You could do it again.”

Paige cackles.