It was a late winter night, and I needed to let off some steam. As soon as I got home, all tuckered out from a friend's rowdy birthday party, I headed straight to the bathroom, towel on hand and hastily taking my clothes off on the way there. It was almost midnight, anyway, so I doubted Julie or Felix would see me saunter across the living room in the nude, hah. C'mon, Anne. A mom's gotta have her thrills once in a while, doesn't she? Anyway, I sneaked right in, double-checking to make sure no one's up and about, and before I knew it, the bathtub was full of hot water and just a bit of foamy, soapy goodness. It was gonna be a quick bath anyway, so I didn't want to go overboard on the soap... but don't mind that. I dipped a toe, confirming it's *hot*, but not uncomfortably so, followed by a foot, then the other foot, then the rest of my legs... and once that water was all around me, I slowly sunk into it, only leaving my head outside, letting out the deepest, most satisfied sigh, like, ever. It was *so* pleasant, a goofy smile was instantly plastered on my face. It didn't take too long for my mind to start wandering, either. Though I had planned for this to be a quick detour on my way to bed, I was already getting handsy with myself from the top down, teasingly squeezing my ample boobs and tugging at my nipples, then working my way down towards my crotch. I started getting busy with my dick right away, rubbing the head in slow, circling motions with one hand and groping my boobs with the other. If it wasn't so late and quiet, I might've been tempted to let out a few moans, as if someone was doing the work for me, treating me to a lovely night of peace and pleasure... Or at least, that's how I thought the night would go. "...Mom?" I hear just outside the bathroom, accompanied by a few careful knocks. "Wh-- ah! Hi. I mean, y-yes, honey?" Oh dear. I think Julie's up. I'd recognize her squeaky voice light years away. "You busy? I left my glasses inside..." "Door's unlocked, honey." So much for peace and pleasure, huh? The door opens with a slight creak, and in comes Julie, my daughter, a tiny, plump serval with short brown hair and the cutest little markings. She's eleven now, though you couldn't tell from how short she is still. She usually wears some loose pajamas when it's nighttime, but for some reason, she's walked in wearing nothing but her bright green panties, her budding breasts out in the open and her tail swinging expectantly behind her. She doesn't seem to mind that her serval mom is busy taking a bath with the curtains to the side -- she takes hers with the door open, after all. "Ah, found 'em. I keep forgetting them here!" She tells me, picking up her glasses and putting them in their case. "Be careful. You don't wanna flush 'em," I tease her. That always goes well. "Jeez, mom! Gross!" She says, holding back her laughter. "I'm not *that* clumsy. ...Right?" "Don't worry. Mom needs some relaxation, though, so if you don't mind..." She stares at me as I say this, aware of what I'm implying, but wanting to do something else. "Can I... hop in with you?" She asks, not even waiting for my answer to put her case aside and start taking her panties off. Though there's really one way to answer that. "Sure thing," I assure her with a smile. "There's lots of room for ya." Julie giddily heads towards me, stepping into the bath right away despite its still-hot temperature. She, too, sinks into the water with a pleased sigh, then onto my lap, almost treating my belly like an oversized chair. Her face inches away from mine, she absentmindedly plays with my hair as she starts chatting on. "I feel like we've done this before," she says to me, looking legitimately puzzled. "That's 'cause we did," I tell her. "Eh? When did that happen?" "Aw, you wouldn't remember it," I chuckle, placing my hands on her cheeks. "You were very little, but we used to do this all the time. You were actually kinda scared of taking baths alone!" "Oh... Hey, I do sorta remember that, actually. I think." "You were so, so tiny, but you looked just as cute." Julie blushes profusely, cracking a smile. "M-Mom, that's embarrassing, jeez..." "Haha! I mean it. You're gorgeous, okay?" I reassure her, planting a quick kiss on her nose. "Ah! Heehee!" Julie reacts the way an excitable kitten would react, rubbing her face against mine and starting to purr noisily. By the time I start purring too, we've quickly turned into a happy, giggly mess, rubbing up against each other, soaking in the water, and delivering the occasional sidepoke and tickle. Though we momentarily lose track of time due to our antics, we regain our composure long enough to sit back and relax for a while. The only sounds we make are the purring against each other's chests and the slight splashes of water whenever we shift in place. She's got me in a firm grip now, and I hold her steady with one arm, brushing her hair aside with the other. She looks me in the eye again, this time with a much different feel to it. "I love you, mom." Welp, I'll try not to cry now. "I love you too, Julie." "No, I mean... I *love you* love you." Er... huh? "...What was that?" I ask, confused as to what that's supposed to mean. "You know... like, love, as in, 'Hey, you're cute' love?" "Well, so are you." "Mom!" She laughs. "I, uh... should I spell it out?" Oh? "If you wanna. I've never been good at taking hints." "I love you... like... romantically." "...Oh! Julie?" I say, incredulous. "You sure you know what romance means, honey?" Julie snorts, sounding a bit peeved, but in a playful way. "Of course I know! It's, like, lovey-dovey things! Y'know, holding hands and stuff... And, um, kissing... and..." "Pfff. We do those things all the time!" "No, I mean... Look. Okay. ...Close your eyes." Ah, I see where this is going. It's the oldest trick in the book... closing my eyes so the kiss comes as a surprise. She may not be smooth, but she's quite the trickster. Still, I close my eyes, knowing full well what's gonna happen next. And sure enough, I feel her hands resting on my cheeks, getting a tad shaky (how cute). Up until this point, although it's still odd that she'd feel this way about her own mom, I've got her all figured out. That is, until I feel something brushing up against my dick. I open one eye, and realize that she's trying her darndest to give me a footjob, unaware that I can see it now. I have to close it right away, though, once she turns back to me. "J-Julie? Whatcha doing back there?" "Is this okay, mom?" What a sweetheart... "Yeah, it's okay! I'm just asking." "This sorta thing makes you feel good, right? I saw you doing it the other day, and you sounded like you were having fun..." Well, I was, but... "It does feel nice." I open my eyes and try to help her out. "Just put your feet like--" "No peeking!" She pushes me back down, too stubborn to even let me guide her through it. "I got this, I swear!" "If you say so." "Just tell me what to do if I'm doing it wrong, okay?" "Ah, just..." My breathing starts to get rough; whatever she's doing is working, surpsisingly enough. "Rub it up and down, a little slower..." Without saying another word, Julie flips around, her back against my stomach, as her feet keep awkwardly (but lovingly) rubbing my dick, getting slower and more careful as I talk her through it. I can only do it for so long, though, before I start getting lost in thought, my needs taking over all the thoughts that had been racing through my mind just moments ago. I can't focus on anything other than how good this feels, and how badly I want Julie to feel this way too... Needless to say, I don't last long, especially since I had been pent up for a while. Julie decides to not only quicken the pace, but use her hands to rub me down as well, and I only have a few seconds to pull her away before I reach my climax. I cum all over her, getting it on her chest and stomach, and even a bit of it on her lips, which she eagerly licks up. She seems to like the taste, at least, and starts lapping it up and sucking it off her fingers. "How'd that feel, mom?" She asks, her face darting right towards me with a big smile. Though I'm a bit loopy from the experience, I do manage to answer her. "That was... really... really damn good." "Hey, don't cuss!" "Oh, that's where you draw the line, huh?" I chide her, poking at her side and bringing a cackle out of her. Her expression turns serious right after, though, remembering why she was doing all this to begin with. "So, mom..." she says, a bit meekly. "Do you, like... love me back? *Love* love?" I almost answer right then, but seeing how I got off and she didn't, I decide to take a different approach to it. "Julie. Let's dry off and go to my room. I'll show you how much I love you, the way grownups do." A bright, joyful grin appears on her face, and she hops out faster than I can keep track of. She dries herself off with my towel as if trying to set the world record for it, and sprints out the door, heading right to my room. I take my time drying off, sure, I make sure not to leave her waiting for too long; she tends to get antsy when no one's around. Soon enough, though, I step into my room, naked and still feeling a bit of afterglow, and see her climb up the bed and lay on her back. "Say," she asks, "was the thing I did not how grownups do it usually?" "Eh, sometimes we do it like that," I answer. "But when you *really* wanna prove you love someone... you do this." With all the care in the world, I spread Julie's legs open, revealing her cute, soft pussy. She seems to like getting touched there... I rub it just a bit, making sure she can handle it without any discomfort (and judging by her expression, she really wants me to go to it already). Once everything's set, I dive in, sliding my tongue into her, making sure she can feel all of it entering her. Right away, she grips my hair and bends forward, not to push me away, but to pull me in even further, a loud moan immediately escaping her mouth. "Ahhhn... Mom... I feel warm..." Now that I know for sure she's enjoying it, I start moving, sliding my tongue in and out and lapping up her tasty juices. I make out with her crotch as she curls and giggles in response, paying close attention to her reactions. She seems to love when I suck on it, so I make sure to not only do that a lot, but also play with her nipples at the same time, wringing out a deep, blissful groan that's music to my ears. It actually takes a while for her to get anywhere near close to climaxing, which is surprising considering how deliriously pleasured she's been throughout. I can tell she's finally getting close when she loses her grip on me and relaxes her whole body instead, deciding to embrace the warm feelings and ride it out like a champ. "That's my girl," I tease her. "You're almost there, so make some cute noises for mommy, okay?" "O-okay...!" Is all she can muster to say right now, too focused on the chills running up her back that signal the climax approaching. Finally, her body takes mercy on her and lets it all out, causing her eyes to roll back, her nipples to harden and her legs to shake in pure ecstasy. She leaks lewd juices right into my mouth, and I easily lap them all up, even gently sucking on her pussy to bring out some more, which causes the neediest, noisiest moans to come out all at once. "I loooove youuuuu," she mumbles, sounding slurred but excited, her loins still shaking a bit as she looks down on me. I look quite a bit messier than usual, still wiping her juices off my mouth, but she still has that cute, wholesome smile she always gives me when I do something particularly nice for her. After such a pretty sight, I can't help but wholeheartedly return her feelings. "I love you too."