Mommy Will Protect You

Scarlett storms through the doorway in tears, burying her face against her stepmother’s chest. Cherie draws her in, asking what’s wrong, and Scarlett blurts that her boyfriend cheated—every boy at school treats her like dirt. Cherie’s voice drops low, swearing she’ll keep her safe, then slowly unbuttons her blouse and frees her breasts. She guides Scarlett’s mouth to her nipple, promises the rhythm will soothe her the way it used to. Scarlett sucks, tears drying as the steady pull centers her breathing. Cherie peels off Scarlett’s top next, letting her palm glide over warm skin, then stands to slide out of her dress. Bare now, she encourages Scarlett to keep nursing while she steps close. When Cherie lowers her daughter to the couch she tugs off Scarlett’s shorts, smiles at the simple cotton panties underneath. One tug and they’re gone. Cherie sinks between spread thighs, lips sealing over Scarlett’s clit, sucking hard. Scarlett gasps, thighs shaking, comes hot and sudden into her mother’s mouth. Cherie slides two fingers deep, curling them until another orgasm crests. Scarlett’s hands push at Cherie’s shoulders, eager now to give back. She thrusts her fingers into Cherie’s cunt, knuckles slick, forcing quick cries until Cherie spills across the cushions. The girls twist together in a wet, shifting sixty-nine—tongues, lips, fingers chasing each tremble. Cherie rolls onto her back, guides Scarlett above her, rubs her hard nipple along Scarlett’s open folds until both of them writhe. Finally Cherie climbs on top once more, grinding their slick pussies together in long, deliberate strokes. Scarlett comes again, helpless, hips jerking, Cherie riding her through every pulse until the trembling subsides.