I went out bought a n incredibly expensive red cocktail dress that was quite figure hugging. It was a lowsquare cut top, cut in such a way as to elevate and squeeze my breasts, the straps criss-crossed my back, there was a long cut up my right thigh, and on the left was an embroidered rose. I also went to get my hair done in a ponytail with little butterfly hair clips. Finally I went to get some false nails and had all the makeup professionally applied to compliment my hair and skin tone.

She turned up wearing a rather nice white trouser suite with pale blue blouse her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she first laid eyes on me.

We had a fabulous dinner that night, lots of laughing and joking. We never took our eyes of each other. We lingered over pouring the wine; we lingered over the tremendous food, soft gentle music drifting through the air; I watched her glorious eyes twinkle and spark, each time our fingers or feet briefly toughed I melted inside. It took all my reserves not to take her hand in mine and kiss it. I truly did not want the evening to end.

Of course it did and we asked the waiter to call us a taxi as we got our coats. In the taxi on the way home she rested her head on my chest, and to this day I can swear that I felt a faint trickle of saliva drip onto my skin. When we got home I got some more wine out, put the radio on and we sat chatting for a while.

Real girls talk, trying to be friends again after years of hurt. As the night went on I put my head on her chest this time and she started stroking my hair like she used to do when I was a little girl.

I brought up out fight and she was kind of holding her breath...

I apologised for hurting her, both emotionally and physically for so many wasted years. My heart was pounding; I could hear the thumping as the blood was rushing around my body. I wanted this woman in the worst possible way, but I resolved to follow my plan. I reminded her of me twisting and hurting her breasts and that I was really mean, she laughed it off but in my best little girls voice.

"Awww poor Mommy's booby's are poorly". Then I started stroking them. My god I was wet!

The more I stroked the deeper her breathing got... and the harder she was stroking my head. Encouraged by this and with a fire burning, fogging all thought in my mind, more boldly I opened her blouse and stroked her breast over the soft cream coloured silk bra. Her nipple was very hard; her hand now was travelling down my head and on my arm so I started stroking her flesh. She was breathing very deeply.. so I started massaging her breast harder and harder still talking like a little girl "pretending" to be stroking it better. I took a deep breath.. and slid my hand under the bra to touch her nipple.

I had a small orgasm right there and then, she moaned slightly and my heart was pumping like a jack hammer.

I went for broke, "Aww, kiss kiss better..." and then for the second time in my life I had my mouth to my mothers breast.

I started to kiss the soft flesh... licking it... all the time her hand was travelling up and down me stroking me very hard. I don't think she's had sex since dad had left.

I then took her nipple in my mouth and suckled it. She let out a definite moan at that point. My mind was exploding not to mention my crotch!

So here I was I was sucking my moms huge tits, all the time still talking like a sweet little girl...

"Aw, Mommy's boobies are very very sore. I'm sowwy that I hurt Mommy's breasties"

She replied, a groan echoing in her throat "Yes baby, Mommy's breasts were very hurt. Kiss them better for Mommy" she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer to them.

That was it! I knew I had her then. I could smell her sex! She was so dark and musky. I started to lick them, broad strokes leaving saliva, then starting to unbutton her blouse. She was wriggling to help get itoff; I was transfixed by her chest as it heaved because she was breathing incredibly heavy.

I reached round and unclasped her bra looking up into her face, she looked back. Something electric went through the air, she just shrugged it off; held up one now exposed breast and said:

"Suck Mommy's breast darling!"

Oh my...

I attacked her like a wild thing, all pretence gone. I was going wild!

I started to kiss her neck. Licking her throat, she was moaning a lot, feeling my sides then her hands were on my chest. Groping them I was insane with lust as she said "Oh baby, your breasts feel like Mommies"...

My second orgasm of the night hit me like a train. I brought my head up and kissed my own mother. Not in a mother-daughter kind of way, but in a lovers way.

It was deep.
It was passion.
It was fire.
It was heaven.

I was playing with her tits as she played with mine. She took it to the next level by pulling my dress up slightly, exposing my sodden panties and she cupped my crotch.

I was SOAKING! I then straddled her on the sofa. Her hand was fingering me through the fabric of mypanties. I was shouting "Yes Mommy, yes"... and she was just moaning and feeling my chest and cunt harder.

I grabbed the bottom of my skirt, pulling it up, over my chest an let it drop, so there I was in just panties straddling across my Mom who was fingering me through my panties soaking her white pants as Ilooked at her lipstick coated breasts

She smiled at me and asked if I liked what "Mommy" was doing. I came in her hand. She very deliberately brought it up and licked it in front of me. I just went crazy. I grabbed the sides of her head and gave herthe biggest kiss of my life. Our tongues in each others mouth. I could taste myself!

I moved my hand to where our crotches were and felt her through the trousers; she was as wet as I was. She was now playing it cool. She just said "Does my baby girl like to feel where she came from?"

Oh my! The bitch was torturing me!

I returned to her breasts, fumbling like a twelve year old with her zip, my mind just a haze of lust and passion. I broke her button off and she just kept the pressure up; "Mommy will have to spank you for that later"... goodess, and I didn't think I could have got hornier at that point!

I slipped my hand in and my fingers hit the clit first time. Her body quivered and shook and she moaned very loudly I then brought her off. Just biting her nipples and fingering her clit. She then moved, using her extra size and strength, picked me up and lay me down. She then removed my panties very very slowly... and said "Oh my. You've been a naughty little girl. Your panties are very messy"

I was screaming "Yes Mommy!!!" at this point there could have been a large war outside and I wouldn't have noticed it. She spread my legs, stood up, removed the rest of her clothes as I lay they pulling my nipples... knelt on the floor and put her full hand against my slit. She rubbed very very slowly

"Does my baby girl like what mommy is doing?? Better than that nasty boy?".

GOD I was hers! she could do anything I wouldn't have cared! "Yesssss Mommy; better so much better!!" was the best I could do. My mind was mush by then ripples of pleasure just streaming through me as her fingers entered me.

And I came again.

I had never came that many times before in one night. She then parted my labia slowly and looking directly into my eyes lowered her head to me.

The earth moved and the Angels wept!

I felt that tongue touch my clit. Lightly at first, then harder as she started to lap me up, I came AGAIN! Inside my own mothers mouth! Fuck me but the thought just made it more powerful. I was orgasming one after another... each on-top of the other, each more powerful than the last. What pushed me over the edge was at that point she stood up, walked to the edge of the sofa, put her cunt near my face and said; "Now lick mommy's hole like a good girl!"

I did just that.

I licked and lapped and sucked. The taste! Wow. Such rich flavour, she came on my face I just kept licking for all I was worth she fell forward on top of me... we tumbled to the floor and we had our first 69.

It was incredible, mother and daughter locked in that embrace. I cannot tell you how I felt. I was hers pure and simple. I knew I would always be hers from that point and that I would always be hers.

We must have continues for hours that that way.. I don't really remember much after that, as I passed out in pleasure. What I do remember is waking up and my head was still lying on her thigh. Looking at dried cum on her leg, and she was in a similar position.

From that day forward its been just as good, if not better. We explore our desires a lot... we have no limitation's and nothing is, and I mean NOTHING.

Later on that morning she told me that she had fantasised for years about that with me but never had the courage. So many lost years, I kissed her tenderly and passionately and took her into the shower.