Mommy's Private Time

Sarah Vandella sprawls naked across the sheets, her favorite vibrator warm against her palm. She has been aching for this moment. A single afternoon to herself. Then her bedroom door flies open. Lexi Lore crashes in with her usual energy, and the toy disappears under a pillow. Sarah yanks the blankets up to her chin. "I was trying to nap," Sarah snaps. Lexi lands on the mattress anyway, utterly unfazed. "And it would’ve been nice if you knocked." Lexi cocks her head. "Napping naked? In the middle of the day?" A muffled buzz erupts beneath the pillow. The jig is up. Questions pour out of Lexi, nonstop, but the mood softens when she admits her real mother never showed her anything. She is clueless about touching herself. Sarah sighs, discomfort shifting into reluctant sympathy. "Fine. One lesson. And from now on, you knock." Lexi nods like she just won a prize. Sarah lowers the blanket, thighs falling open. She clicks the vibrator back to life and circles her clit, speaking low, steady directions. Lexi watches, entranced, until Sarah finally hands the toy over. Lesson one ends, yet Lexi still wants more. Sarah tries to dismiss her, but the girl bargains fast. "If we fuck, I swear I’ll leave you alone afterward." Sarah yields. Fingers, mouths, slick skin—the instruction becomes flesh. By the end she lies there breathing hard, toy cooling beside her, wondering if two orgasms were payment enough for another stretch of silence.