13 comments/ 146266 views/ 55 favorites Jessica's Naked Mother By: mjkames2013 "Anyone in there?" Jessica knocked at the door to the bathroom. She was in a rush to use the mirror since she had to get ready to go out with friends. It wasn't that big a deal, just a little group that she still kept in touch over the last five years since high school, but she liked being punctual. "I'm in here," answered Candice, Jessica's mom, "but you can come in, its ok." Jessica felt relieved after a moment of pure frustration, and walked in quickly, shutting the door behind her. "That's good, cause I really need to get ready to go out tonight," she said, walking over to the mirror and taking a look over herself. After a moment her eyes locked on to movement in the mirror, and noticed her mom's reflection. Candice was sitting up in the bathtub, which was full of water, reading a book. Her long brown hair was up in a bun and she had her legs crossed, but she was completely nude, her two large breasts in full view. Something like annoyance swept over her. She turned around in a huff, looking at her with a piercing look and her hands on her hips. Candice didn't react, giving Jessica a moment to notice her smooth her mom's long legs were. Jessica cleared her throat, and there was still no response. "Mom!" Jessica said in a bark. Candice looked up and smiled. "Getting ready for a night out?" she asked in a pleasant voice that clearly indicated she did not notice her daughter's level of frustration. "Yeah, I'm trying to! But when I ask is anyone in there, I meant "anyone in there naked". Why didn't you say you were taking a bath?" "Well first I didn't want to keep you from getting ready to go out, but also I wanted you to know I don't mind if you see me naked." "You don't mind?!" Jessica said exasperated. "Yeah, I mean I want to be proud of my body. I'm reading this book that talks about having a healthy body image, and one thing it says is to be comfortable being naked. It even suggests walking around the house naked." Jessica could tell her mom was really excited because her eyes always get really big and her voice gets a little higher when she talks. She'd been in a real low place recently, a bout of depression really effecting her, and so to see Candice excited about something again was nice. She was torn, knowing whatever she said next may determine both how her mom's mood and feelings go and whether or not she sticks with the nude thing or not. After another seconds hesitation, she opened her mouth, but then Candice spoke up again. "But if you'd rather I not, it's ok," she said, her voice dropping. Jessica could see her mom's excitement deflating rapidly, her shoulders dropping and even her cheeks and eyes going back to their depressed look. It was like she'd given up happiness all over again, and Jessica couldn't bare to watch it happen again. "No no, I don't mind, if you think it will be good for you, then go for it mom." Jessica had said it before she could change her mind, not wanting her own discomfort to stop her mom from finding something positive in her life. It felt like she was jumping out of an airplane when she said it, but the look of joy and excitement that lit up Candice's face when she said it made it worth it. Jessica found herself smiling at her mother's look of joy, watching her stand up and step out of the bathtub. "Oh thank you, thank you Jessica, you have no idea what this means to me!" she said, putting her arms out and leaning forward to give her daughter a hug. "Mom!" Jessica said quickly. "Oh sorry, right," Candice said. Jessica turned back around, shaking her head with a resigned smile, not noticing her mom drying off quickly. Just as she was applying foundation to her face, she felt something soft and warm pressing into her back, then arms wrapping around her. As Jessica was wearing a top that wrapped around her neck and was braless, her back was bare and she realized, as her mother's happy face appeared above her shoulder that she was feeling Candice's bare breasts against her bare skin, and that the two points poking a little were her mother's nipples. At the same moment her mom was hugging her, pulling Jessica's firm ass right against her mother's bare pussy. "Mom!" she said in an alarmed and annoyed tone. "What sweetie?" Candice chirped, looking into her daughter's eyes in the mirror. "You're rubbing your tits against my back." "Oh I'm sorry," Candice said happily, giving Jessica a long, thankful kiss on the cheek and a tight hug before letting go. "I just love you so much!" Jessica realized immediately another potential problem in that her mother was a very touchy-feely sort of person. Her love language was physical touch, always giving little hugs and kisses, shoulder rubs and running her hands on people. That Jessica was not really that type of person had during her early teens been something Jessica had battled with, but had come to accept as a difference. Now she was going to have to contend with this from her naked mother, and was very ready to tell her forget it; that is, until Candice's next comment. "I can't help but feel so hopeful and free!" Candice said excitedly, stepping back just a little from her daughter. "I feel like a weight is gone and I can just be who I'm supposed to be. I can't believe just taking my clothes off has made me feel so much better!" Jessica sighed and smiled. These were words that she had been sure she would never hear from her mom again, and again she knew that she was making the right choice. She had gotten used to all the touching before, so she could again. Taking another deep breath she turned around and faced Candice. "Well I'm really happy for you mom. If it makes you feel so good, I'm excited for you." Jessica decided she was just going to face her discomfort head on, knowing that it would be the fastest way to grow accustomed to something. She also knew that if she at least pretended to be comfortable with her mother's nudity it would help Candice tremendously. Oddly enough Jessica realized she was eager for Candice to stick with the nakedness, knowing her mom might forget how good it was making her feel. She knew that actively showing her mom with physical touch would be a challenge but ultimately the best way forward. So she threw open her arms and stepped forward, giving her naked mother a warm embrace. "Oh thank you sweetie," Candice said, putting her arms around her daughters neck while her daughter pulled her forward with her hands on Candice's bare lower back. Jessica had given her mother many hugs, but she had never felt so keenly aware of how her breasts felt pressed against her mother's, or whether or not their tummies pressed against each other like they did now. She still felt a certain, if not disgust at least discomfort, in feeling her mother's body like this, but she pushed that down and tried to think about how nice it would be to have Candice smiling and talking regularly again. Candice gave her daughter a joyful kiss on the lips before letting go. "I'll clear out of here and let you finish getting ready. I'll be down stairs if you need me!" Jessica watched her mom nearly skip out of the room. She laughed to herself and got back to primping. Smooth, creamy white naked ass is what greeted Jessica when she entered the kitchen. Candice was bending over, apparently looking for something in a low drawer. It was like Jessica hit a brick wall and was temporarily stunned, because all she could do was stare at her mom's round bare butt. Her cheeks were spread apart enough that she could see her whole crack and also a little bit of her pussy as her legs were spread apart a little. While her eyes narrowed in on her mom's holes, she knew that scenes like this were going to be playing out every day. She forced herself to stare even longer on purpose at her mother's round ass, trying to force herself to be more comfortable. If nothing else, she could admire the fact that her mom really did have a fantastic ass. Her mom found what she needed and stood up, turning around with a wooden spoon. "Oh, hi! Didn't hear you come down. Have you been standing there long?" Candice asked hesitatingly. She had a strange look on her face and was gripping the spoon tightly. "No, I just walked in," Jessica lied. "I'm getting ready to go now." "Ok honey, give me a kiss," her mom said, and they embraced again with a soft kiss. "Have fun out there," Candice said, giving Jessica a playful slap on the ass. "Hey!" Jessica said, her body tensing for a moment. Then she melted into a smile when Candice giggled. It was like music to her ears. "You too!" Jessica replied, reaching down and giving her mom's naked cheek a squeeze. She pulled away before Candice could retaliate, grabbing her purse and walking out the door. As she got in her car, she was still shocked that she'd touched her mom's bare ass. She knew her mom would be pleased, and she found it had been more fun than uncomfortable. The night was fun but uneventful. She wasn't sure why but she decided against going home with a great looking guy. Instead she got home in the middle of the night, most of the lights off in her house. She came into the living room and found Candice asleep on the couch, of course completely naked. She had one leg propped up and the other hanging off the side, her legs spread apart about as wide as they could be. Jessica had a clear view of her mother's pussy. Again it was like she was stunned because all she could do for at least a minute was stare at her mother's naked slit. After a little while it occurred to Jessica that only waking her up was going to make her move, and that she could be like this all night. She went to the bedroom and grabbed a blanket, laying it gently down on her sleeping mother, then went to bed herself. Slowly the sight her her mother naked around the house became a little less strange. She made it a point never to look away when an especially compromising position was in view but rather continued the practice of staring longer. She really was getting used to it, and she could tell her mother appreciated it. Candice was happier than ever, seeming to find great relief in being naked in her own home. Jessica was surprised and mildly amused at how immediate her mom would strip off her clothes when she got home from work, sometimes leaving a trail halfway across the house of blouse, skirt, bra and thong laying about. No, seeing her mom naked did not make her uncomfortable after a while, but touching her mom was still a different story. Knowing that her naked mom was going to be giving her just as many hugs and kisses as before didn't make it any less strange. One morning Jessica had been sitting at the table eating breakfast while looking at something on her phone. Then she felt warm softness on the back and sides of her neck and felt her mom kiss her on the top of her head. Jessica turned her face only to find her cheek rubbing against Candice's large bare breasts. The feeling itself was not that unpleasant but the fact that it was happening made Jessica's body tense up. She did her best to play it off, not wanting to start her mom's day off with being pushed away, but that still did not prepare her for when it happened again and again on a regular basis. Every so often Candice would give her a hug or kiss from this position and her perky nipples would graze Jessica's skin. Once Jessica involuntarily turned and her lips actually touched her mother's nipple. In that instance Candice apologized profusely, making Jessica respond by insisting how little she minded. She even, in a moment of rashness, gave her mom's breasts a squeeze to down play the whole thing. Jessica definitely wondered what made her do that later. Other times were not as up close but no less strange and intimate. One evening Jessica was watching tv when Candice walked in and sat down on the couch with her. She had gotten home from work not long before and as normal had stripped quickly out of her clothes. She was clearly tired and during the commercials told Jessica about what an exhausting day it had been. "You know what I could really go for? A foot massage. Would you mind?" she asked turning her body so her feet were up on the couch. Jessica had given her mom plenty of foot massages, but this would be the first one since she had taken up nudity. Ever striving to make her mother's new life style at least appear to be perfectly normal, Jessica agreed, although she had her own misgivings to push through. Candice giggled with glee and put her feet on Jessica's lap. Jessica was wearing a loose sort of skirt that had ridden up her legs quite a bit, so her mom's feet were on her bare upper thighs. Jessica knew she wouldn't have thought anything of it had her mom been clothed, but the fact that her mom's cool feet actually felt rather nice on her skin made her even more trepidatious. She knew that if Candice picked up on even the slightest hesitation that she would likely pull away, and in Jessica's mind possibly lead to her questioning the whole nude thing itself, so she quickly took her mom's feet in her hands and one at a time gave a long, deep massage. Candice was sighing and cooing the whole time, squirming on the couch which only drew more attention to her naked body. Jessica noticed at one point her mom's fingers lingered over her breasts, making her wonder momentarily if her mom was getting some sort of sexual charge out of the experience. Before her feelings could catch up to this thought Candice's hands had moved, and the tv made the thoughts quickly fade away. Her mom could tell when her hands became tired and pulled her feet back. "Thank you darling, that was wonderful," she said with a bright smile. "Now its my turn to return the favor." Jessica saw the bright smile on her face and only felt some hesitation. Her mom was really fantastic at foot massages after all, and that was enough for her to turn towards her mom and put her feet up on the couch. Candice sat up and spread her legs wide apart, one leg propped up against the couch and the other sitting over the side. There was her mother's smooth, bare pussy with no obstruction. Jessica's eyes focused on it, going over her mother's now familiar folds, lingering as she had trained herself to do by this point. Only her mother's fingers slipping over it caused Jessica to look up. "I'm sorry honey, is this too much?" Candice asked in a concerned voice. Jessica had two sudden realizations, that she had only been staring before at her mother's private areas when she wasn't looking, and that she needed to come up with a reason immediately as to why she was staring. "No no mom, really, I don't mind. I didn't mean to stare, I just-" she paused, her brain racing. "was impressed at how smooth you look down there and-" she stopped again for a moment, "thought it looked nice." The words had barely left her lips when she was silently cursing herself out. Thought it looked nice? Her mother's shaved pussy looked nice? Jessica was left wondering what was worse, that she had said it or that she knew that she had suddenly picked up on the beauty a woman's vagina could have. Her heart leapt for a moment. "Well thank you," Candice said with a shy grin, her face flushing red. Jessica knew that her own face must be just as red, and a long moment lingered when neither woman moved. "Want to start with this one?" Jessica asked, raising her right foot. "Sure!" Candice said in a bright voice, taking her daughter's foot and beginning to massage it. All the worries Jessica had slipped away in almost an instant. She hadn't realized how tired her feet were, but her mother's hands were like magic, reaching deep into her muscles and relieving pain and stress. The feeling radiated up her body and she closed her eyes with a sigh. Her brain seemed to float out to sea, thinking only of peaceful images and relaxation. She let herself sink into the couch, sliding down more onto her back, her skirt collecting up around her hips and unknowingly giving her mom a full view of her thong. Many minutes passed before Candice slowly put down her right foot and moved to her left. The feeling of release was intense in Jessica, and she felt perfectly fine with leaning her bare right leg against her mother's bare leg. The softness and smoothness that she felt as they rubbed a little together only added to her state of peace. Focusing on Jessica's heel, Candice worked out a particularly tight spot, releasing another full feeling of satisfaction in her daughter. Jessica sighed happily, her eyes still shut, and unknowingly extending her foot forward. She found herself rubbing the bottom of her foot on something very soft and warm and loved the feeling immensely. She didn't notice her mother's sigh, but moved her right foot forward so as to change her position a little more. Her toes pressed into something very smooth and firm, hot and slippery. A gasp escaped her mother's lips just as she realized something wasn't right. She opened her eyes to see her left foot was pressed on one of her mother's breasts, while the folds of her mother's pussy beginning to engulf her big toe. "Ahh!" Jessica screamed, pulling her feet back instantly, then loosing her balance and rolling off the couch. "Are you ok?" Candice said while laughing, sitting up on her knees, looking down at her daughter. "Yeah, yeah, just, what the hell happened?" "Well, first you put one foot on my breast, then you were putting your other toe on my pussy." Jessica was surprised at both her mom's use of the word and how cavalier she was in saying it. "I have to say, I didn't expect you to show how comfortable you are with my body quite so enthusiastically. I mean, I know you said it looks nice," she continued, looking down at her bare pussy, which was again on full display as she had her legs wide open, and running a finger right over her tight lips. "But I am a little shocked you went so far." She thinks I did it on purpose, to show that I am comfortable with her nudity, Jessica thought. It didn't seem like a bad position to have, though obviously it wasn't the truth. She wondered for a second if the truth would make any sense, or if the truth would make her mom question Jessica's standing agreement to nudity. It kept coming back to making sure her mom continued to feel good about being naked around her daughter, and as nothing else she could think of would help keep this going as well as what her mom had just said, Jessica decided to go with it. "Well..." she started slowly, "it wasn't too much, was it?" she ended on a question, throwing back to what her mom had said earlier. She found herself smiling wryly, which she knew would convince her mom even more that she'd just intentionally felt up her breasts and nearly stuck her toe in her pussy. "Umm..." Candice said, blushing deep red, which surprised Jessica. "It was certainly unexpected, but the thought behind it is certainly appreciated." Jessica's brain rattled at this. Candice moved off the couch and put her arms lovingly around Jessica. While her daughter hugged tightly, Candice placed kisses all over Jessica's face, neck and shoulders, and lastly on her lips. Both squeezed the other tightly, and Jessica felt herself sigh as her mom got up and walked out of the room, her round sexy ass the last thing in Jessica's eyes. Back in her room, with the door shut, Jessica began trying to process what had just happened while finding herself feeling uncomfortable in her clothes and began taking them off. Why had her mom not done anything when she was accidentally rubbing her foot all over those large breasts, Jessica wondered, as she unhooked her own bra and let it slip to the floor. Then there was the gasp when her toe had touched her mom's tight pussy lips, Jessica reflected as she unzipped her skirt, dropping it unceremoniously. And why was her mother's pussy so fucking wet? Jessica asked herself as she pulled her thong down. It left her own pussy right after she asked herself the question, and both it's momentary resistance and then the unexpected coolness on her skin as it rubbed against her told her that she had not noticed that her own pussy was quite wet as well. As if in shock she ran her fingers down her tummy, over warmer and warmer skin, and then onto her own hot folds. Jessica's Naked Mother Ch. 02 Jessica got up early the next morning, finding herself wide awake nearly an hour before she normally got up. She was mostly surprised by this as she usually struggled to feel awake, but now her eyes were wide open as she stared at her ceiling. She rolled over in bed and realized that she had gone to bed naked. With cool sheets brushing against every contour of her body, she felt sexy and daring. She had never slept in the nude before and it was stance to think that she had been naked all night long. She ran her hands up her legs and tummy onto her round, perky breasts, squeezing them and feeling wonderfully alive. The night before had left her feeling mortified. She had had the most wonderful and intense orgasm of her life, but had in no small part reached that point by touching her mother's bare and surprisingly wet pussy with her toe. Sure it had been an accident, and she hadn't realized that her mom Candice was letting her rub her bare foot all over Candice's large breasts. Jessica squeezed her own bare breasts, eliciting another wonderful surge of pleasure across her body. Jessica realized she must have fell asleep while contemplating what both the comments her mother had made about being touched, and her own masturbating, meant to their relationship. While Jessica had felt dizzy with doubts and fears and concerns the night before, this morning she felt alive and refreshed. She'd never woken up so alive and ready for the day, and decided even before getting out of bed that she herself would sleep naked from here on out. Throwing back the sheets Jessica stood up and went over to her mirror. For several minutes she stood in front of it, admiring her own nakedness, running her hands over her two firm breasts and then down her flat tummy and over to her full, shapely ass. She smiled, giving herself devilish and seductive looks. Noticing the window in the reflection of the mirror, she turned around and stared at it, wondering if she had the nerve to look out it in her current state. Her pulse raced for a few seconds before she chickened out, deciding she would settle for something less daring. Jessica knew that she was being silly, even ridiculous, and that she would probably regret doing it later, but the idea of being provocative was too much to resist. But what to do? She opened her underwear drawer and found the skimpiest thong she owned, a black lacy thing she hadn't even worn and had received as a gag gift. It fit very tightly, just barely covering her bare pussy and sliding deeply between her round ass cheeks. Running her finger over her barely covered snatch she licked her lips seductively, making herself giggle and get a little thrill. Watching herself squeeze her tits gave Jessica another little jolt of excitement, and part of her wanted to go out into the house dressed only in this tiny thong, but it was not yet to be. She knew she was going to have to be satisfied with the thought of going out topless, since self doubt was also jostling in her brain for decision making. She found herself envying her mother's daring. A few minutes later Jessica stepped shyly out into the hallway, looking both nervously and excitedly to see if her mother was up yet. She had settled on wearing a pair of cotton panties that were a little tight and a spagetti strap tank top that was very low cut and would let her breasts be easily visible if she leaned over. She had had several moments of doubt and then daring, putting on an outfit then stripping it off again. At one point she had put on jeans, a t-shirt and a large sweater on top of underwear and a bra, then thinking about how her mom was brave enough to get naked and so she could be too, making her pull it all off and even open her bedroom door completely naked. She had frozen though, and after a moment swiftly shut the door. Her outfit seemed to find something of a median, since she was showing off her long athletic legs and could be as daring as she wanted to be with her breasts. Jessica walked down the hallway and into the kitchen. Her mother was getting a bowl of cereal ready, her back facing Jessica, and as was now normal, completely naked. Jessica stopped, looking from Candice's bare back down over her round, shapely ass and to her long legs. Jessica stared at her mother's ass, smiling as she noticed how they both had well defined cheeks and a great round shape. Jessica reached behind her and quickly squeezed her own ass, wondering if Candice's ass would feel firmer. Jessica also noticed with a certain satisfaction that, as her mother bent over to put the milk away, her ass being even more prominently on display, that she felt only a warm enjoyment of the sight, and not an underlying discomfort. She found herself deciding that this indicated only a healthy appreciation of her mother's body and not an indication of anything, unusual, as the doubtful parts of her mind warned. Just at the last second before her mom turned around, Jessica hopped up on the counter, so when the nude Candice turned around she found her daughter smiling playfully, her long smooth legs bare with only a thin layer of pink cotton covering her crotch. Jessica watched her mom's eyes go directly there as her mouth fell open, giving Jessica an unexpected but well appreciated rush of excitement. She found herself spreading her legs open a little more, if nothing but to show her mom that she noticed where her eyes went. "Hey Jessica!" Candice said after another moment, looking up at her daughter with a bright and excited smile. She reached back and absently put the bowl of cereal down, her eyes not leaving her daughter's body. "Did you forget your pants honey?" Candice asked in a nervous voice. "No mom," Jessica said with a giggle. "I just woke up this morning and felt like, well," she paused, wondering how to sum up all of the feelings she had been having. "I guess I just wanted to be a little more daring, you know, like you," she added with a little smirk. She had been looking down, and realized only after a brief moment of silence that she was staring directly at her mother's large naked breasts. She wondered for a moment if this was going to make her mother read more into what she said than she meant, and when she looked up she saw that Candice was looking at her with a strange smile that made Jessica feel anxious for a moment. She felt even more anxious when Candice stepped forward, right between Jessica's legs so her breasts were less than a foot from Jessica's, and then put one hand on each of Jessica's bare legs. "Well I think you are very daring, my dear, because these legs of yours are very beautiful," she said, running her hands up Jessica's legs from just above her knees to very high on her bare thighs. Candice's fingers were within inches of her daughter's panties, and Jessica breathed out nervously. "Mom, Jessica began, putting her hands on her mother's and moving them off her legs. Candice interlocked her fingers with her daughters, and looked into Jessica's deep brown eyes in a strange way. "Yes my darling?" Candice's voice was soft and soothing but had a knowing edge to it. "I- I-" Jessica began. Then she said in a silly voice, "You can look, but you can't touch!" Both women giggled. "Ok sweetie," Candice said with an approving smile. "I'm sorry. Can I give you a hug?" Her voice sounded innocent, and Jessica giggled and nodded her head. Candice put her arms around her lovingly, holding her in what felt was just for comfort, which made Jessica relax. She squeezed her mother tightly, her hands pressing into her mother's smooth bare back, feeling her own loosely covered breasts press tightly against her mother's naked chest, and even noticed a strangely calming pressure against her crotch from her mother's firm tummy. She watched her mother turn away and take the cereal into the dining room, and let out a long sigh. As she sat at the table across from Candice, who was eating while looking at her phone, Jessica wondered what had just happened. She didn't dare admit to herself what to any observer would describe it as, and also refused to speculate on what her true feelings were. All that happened was a good morning hug, Jessica decided with the same fervor she had when deciding that staring at her mother's nakedness purposefully was a legitimate way to get used to her body. Jessica rapidly built a hedge of defense in her mind, noting that it was perfectly normal for a daughter to wish to be like her mother and that any good mother would of course hug her daughter. Any counter argument to this notion, namely that most daughters were not trying to be naked like their mothers, or that their mother was hugging them while completely naked, was ignored and tossed away. Jessica breezed over this, and after only a few minutes felt a certain air of superiority, by saying to herself that she and Candice were special people, not part of your every day run of the mill society. They could do things that other people would not do if they wanted and this made them better than the rest, even if she did not allow herself to think of what it was they might do. Breakfast went on as normal, and they had a lengthy conversation about a few celebrities they both liked to follow. They were chatting happily when Candice accidentally knocked over a bowl of grapes, which scattered on the floor underneath the table. "Damn it," Candice said in an annoyed voice with a huff. "Now I have no grapes to eat and I have to pick them all up." "It's ok mom, I'll get them," Jessica said quickly, putting her napkin down and sliding under the table. Jessica picked up a few grapes, then looked up and found herself looking directly between her mother's wide open legs and at her bare pussy. Being on her hands and knees her face was at most two feet away, so close that she could see that her lips were shiny. Her mother was horny, Jessica realized, noticing the faint smell of pussy. She felt like she should move or something, but she felt like Candice's wet vagina was like a magnet on her eyes. Emotionally she found that she was feeling a sense of warmth and calm. As if knowing her daughter was watching, Candice slid down a little in her chair, her body moving just an inch forward toward Jessica's waiting eyes. Jessica still didn't move, her brain reeling excitedly at the thought that her mother was letting her stare at her bare pussy, even giving her a better show. Jessica also found herself wondering why she wasn't feeling any need to look away, or discomfort that her mom was obviously giving her a show. Because now she watched with wide and excited eyes as her mom slid one hand down her tummy, her fingers sliding between her wet folds with a nervous shake. Jessica knew her mom had to be both extremely excited and extremely nervous, because her hand and leg was shaking as she slowly rubbed up and down her bare pussy. Jessica silently let her eyes bore onto Candice's glissining folds as few fingers separated her lips and pressed into her clit. Jessica continued to watch, her body reeling with confusion. She didn't want to make her mother think that this show was not worth watching but rather help Candice feel just as every bit sexy that she was. Jessica feared that coming up right away would only disappoint her mother. She also felt a sense of pride that she and her mom were hip enough to be this real in front of one another. Countering this was a deep sense that watching from only a matter of inches away her mother pleasuring herself was not ok, that it was wrong, even sick. Added to this was a strange feeling of disconnect, that she recognized that something was wrong but could not really feel its weight. Lastly, and most intensely ignored, was a growing excitement, her body purring with pleasure as she took in the smell of lust and looked at what was both extremely taboo, incredibly erotic and satisfyingly pleasurable to watch. All of these feelings and thoughts and sensations coursed through Jessica and only changed when Candice's entire body began to shake, her fingers plunging in and out of her wet pussy and her breaths becoming rapid and shallow. Her mother had just masturbated in front of her, had what was clearly an intense orgasm, and she had watched the whole thing from only a few inches away. With the strong smell of pussy filling her lungs and leaving the tiniest hint of a taste in her mouth, Jessica came back out from under the table, her body moist from sweat she hadn't realized she'd released, her brain filled with fog. Jessica's eyes fell on her naked mother, who was slowly opening her eyes and closing her mouth while moving her hand off of her large moist breast. Their eyes met, both looking to the other to say something, to decide how this would be acknowledged, if it was to be anything. Jessica leaned forward, releasing the grapes in her hands back into their bowl. She paused afterwards, not moving except to look up at her mother. "Here's the grapes," she said quietly, watching her mother's face. Candice pulled her hand out from the table, her eyes looking away from her daughter's as she picked up a grape and slowly put it in her mouth, her lips sucking on her fingers as she pulled them out of her mouth. The same fingers, Jessica realized, that she'd just seen plunging into her pussy. Jessica stared with wide eyes at those fingers, feeling her chest swell with warmth at this action. Her chest, Jessica realized, that felt strangely cool outside and yet so warm inside. Then Jessica looked at her mothers eyes and saw they were looking straight in front of them, straight, Jessica realized, at her own breasts, which were hanging completely free and exposed in front of her mother, her loose top having fallen away from them. Jessica's eyes met her mother's eyes, and she smiled in a very sensual way. "Thank you dear," Candice's voice cooed as she looked back at Jessica's breasts, which Jessica did not cover up. "They are delicious." How she got back to her bedroom, Jessica was't sure. She had merely found herself having just locked the door and pulling her shirt off, tossing it hastily to the floor. She fell onto the bed, almost ripping her underwear off, which was now moist and smelling strongly of sex, and sliding her fingers into her wet folds. Her fingers slid effortlessly into herself as she let out a gasp and moan of pleasure. Jessica could hardly believe how quickly her body had been overwhelmed by intense waves of lust and desire and electric bliss. She was almost completely carnal, her body building in anticipation and warmth. She recognized, in the little bit of thought that was left in her otherwise purely carnal thoughts, that she was not letting herself go all the way, that she was keeping herself from thinking of something that would be both very wrong and yet very enjoyable. Under the table, Jessica pushed herself, under the table, and looking up. She forced her brain forward, ignoring a few last shots of hesitation or doubt. Her mother's wide open legs, naked and beautiful and inviting. So inviting, she thought, imagining that she had leaned forward. Jessica's hands moved faster and faster, her pulse racing and her breaths faster, as she imagined herself having inched closer, her mother's legs filling her peripheral vision while bare wet pussy filled her vision. Jessica laid on her bed while her face strained upward, her mouth opening, anticipating her mother's shaved bare pussy. In a moment of inspiration Jessica put her elbow over her mouth, imagining that she was pressing her face against her mother's naked sex, and licked. It was like a damn broke and the pressure of a lake flowed out. Jessica's body went into an incredible and violent orgasm, all of her lust and thoughts and desires focusing solely on her mother's pussy, imagining herself plunging her tonguee deep inside her. Her body rode wave after wave of pleasure and lust, seeming to last for ages and ages. Slowly, Jessica felt the waters of lust subside. Slowly she felt her body coming back, her mind clearing. She moved her hand out from between her legs, let her body and mind relax. She couldn't help but smile at how lovely she felt, a natural high from an unnatural source. She knew that she would probably panic later, but right now she didn't care, didn't feel anything but satisfaction at having lusted after her mother. Just then there was a knock at the door. Jessica wondered how loud she'd been as she sat up. Looking around for clothes that weren't there, Jessica simply crossed her legs and put one arm over her breasts with a happy shrug. "Come in!" she called with exuberance in her voice. "Just leaving for work," Candice said as she opened the door. She was dressed smartly, looking both beautiful and professional in her matching blazer and skirt. Candice eyes widened as she took in the sight of her naked daughter, her eyes roaming over everything from her bare shoulders to her little toes. Looking back at her daughter's face, Candice found a satisfied smile on Jessica's lips and a playful gleam in her eyes. "Have a nice day!" Jessica said playfully. "Oh, I think I will. Want to stay home with me and watch a movie tonight?" Candice said casually, the air thick with the unspoken. Jessica knew she'd already made plans for the night but her mind laughed at how easily those would be dismissed. "I would love to," she cooed. "Then its a date!" Candice said, her eyes looking hard at her daughters. "Count me in," Jessica replied, barely able to contain her excitement. She watched her door shut and knew it would be a night she'd never forget.