Coming Out To Mommy

Veronica Avluv checks the clock. The minute she gets that call from Katie, work stops mattering. Her stepdaughter is finally home from college with something big to say. Katie gets there first and waits, door unlocked, eyes on the hallway. The second Veronica steps into the bedroom she sees the difference. Short hair. Fresh ink. Katie blurts it out: she likes women. Veronica isn’t shocked. She smiles, peels off her jacket, and confesses she’s been there too. “I haven’t touched a girl in years,” she says. “Show me what they taught you at school.” Katie hesitates, but heat wins. Veronica finds a hole in her daughter’s shirt and rips it open. Hard nipples pop free. Veronica twists the torn cotton between Katie’s tits, sucks one nipple then the other, teeth and tongue, pinching until Katie squirms. She grips a fistful of Katie’s hair, bends her onto all fours, slaps each cheek bright red. Fingers dive in, spread Katie’s lips, explore deep. “This is what you can do,” Veronica whispers, guiding Katie’s trembling hand. Veronica lies back, spreads her thighs, tells Katie to push. Four fingers, then five, slip inside until Katie’s wrist disappears. Veronica’s cunt pulses around the stretch. When the climax hits, hot squirt soaks Katie’s chest and the sheets. They trade places, Veronica straddling, grinding, fingers deep again. Both bodies jerk at once, fresh streams soaking bellies and legs. Veronica hears the front door and yanks the comforter straight. “Clothes, now,” she hisses. The bed is perfect by the time Katie’s father walks in.