Horrid Day, Perfect Ending

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I was hot and I had had enough! Everything that could go wrong went wrong today! First of all I slept through my alarm and missed the train, which meant I was late for work for the 3rd time this week. Next, while rushing to work my heel broke on my new shoes, and I twisted my ankle. I limped into work already flustered. I thought I was going to get through the day with out the ominous third thing happening, when I lost a very important file for the law firm, one that got me into serious trouble.

Hi, sorry for complaining so much but I had to tell someone! The day really was about to get better for me, or worst depending on how you look at it. My name is Toko and I live in central London with my family of four. I have a very loving husband, and two beautiful daughters, Jasmine and Selina. Selena is away at University. We live two train stations from work, of which you may have guessed is a Prestigious Law Firm. With the file lost, and having not felt lower since I left Japan, I started the journey home.

On the way home I called into a local shoe shop and handed my shoe over for repair, and brought a new pair. Shoe shopping always made me feel better, but this had little effect on my mood. I moped along the Central London streets, head bowed, looking at the pavement, making people move out of my way. I am of small build, and am normally very careful not to bang into anyone, but today I made it everyone else's problem as I walked to the station.

I got on the train in a trance and in no time at all I was unlocking the door to our house. I remembered little of the journey home, but felt relieved to be walking through the door. Once through the door an aroma of dinner cooking teased my taste buds and lifted my spirits a little. I could smell the rich aroma of Thai cooking, the spices, and herbs smell encompassing the house.

Thai cooking was my daughter's specialty, and she was very very good at it! She came out of the kitchen at the end of the passageway, and looked at me. "Mum, what's wrong?" Said Jasmine. I must have been wearing my emotions on the outside. "Nothing dear, just a few things went wrong today, that is all" I said. "Come here and sit down," she said. Jasmine pointed to a chair in the lounge. I walked past her, and as I did she removed my coat. "I am cooking your favourite tonight Mum" she said, "Seen Dad is away and all, I thought I would treat you." I had forgotten all about Michael being away, and I burst into tears. Jasmine knelt down beside my chair and placed her arm around me. She always understands, as she seemed to know I just required a good old-fashioned cry. My tears wet her white blouse, which I saw when I pulled my face away from her shoulder. "There, there, that's better now isn't it? You must have had the most terrible day Mum." I told her everything that went wrong, and she just knelt there and listened. It felt so good to release all my tension.

After a few minutes Jasmine left me and went back to work in the kitchen. I sat there and listened to her tell me about her day. "There" she said. "Another 15 minutes and it will be ready," as she walked into the lounge with a glass of red wine in each of her hands. She handed me my glass and placed hers on the coffee table next to the chair. "I know what will make you feel better," she said, "A soothing shoulder and neck massage." With that she stood behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders, gently rubbing the muscles that had been so tense since the moment I woke up this morning. Her hands felt wonderful gliding into my muscles, and around my neck. I could feel the tensions running out of my body.

I was awoken fifteen minutes later to the soft voice of Jasmine. "Wakey wakey, rise and shine," she said. "I have been massaging you for some time now Mum. Dinner is ready, go sit yourself at the table and I will bring it to you." As she helped me up I couldn't help but notice how wet I had become below, and Jasmine noticed it on the leather chair. "Don't worry about it Mum, I'll clean it later," she said. I could feel myself going red, but she just grinned and led me to the table.

The table was already set, and two candles were burning in the centre; it looked wonderful! I saw Jasmine walk past the door with a cloth in her hands. She was in the lounge wiping up my little mess. I was confused at what I saw next, and at the time wrote it off as tiredness. Jasmine while walking back past seemed to have the cloth held up to her nose? I only recall it now as I write, if only I had realised where it was going to lead.

Jasmine came in with two steaming plates. She placed hers down and then mine. I couldn't help but notice Jasmines hard nipples showing through her thin white blouse, which must have been damp by my tears and the steam. I could clearly see her dark hard nipples through her blouse, and could tell she was not wearing a bra. "Jasmine?" I said. "Since when did you stop wearing a bra?"

"A few weeks now Mum, I find it better without one; I may as well enjoy my firmness while I still have it! Though I notice you still haven't lost yours." I glanced down and realised that my nipples were matching my daughters. We laughed it off and enjoyed a wonderful meal.

After dinner I went to stand up to help my daughter clear the table and clean up. "Don't be silly Mum. Go and hop in the bath I will clean up and come in shortly to help you." I didn't know what she meant, I don't know if she knew, but I did as she said and went and ran the bath water.

Our bathroom has only recently been renovated, and we had a spa bath fitted that comfortably fits two tall adults. As it filled I added the relaxing tonic to the water. Bubbles began to form and a sweet scent filled the room. I removed my clothes, and left them in a heap in the middle of the floor. Slowly hopping in, letting my body get used to the temperature of the water, I lowered myself into the bubbles.

I was fully submerged when Jasmine knocked on the door and asked me if she could come in. She entered the room and smiled at me. "Your looking much better now Mum, so much more relaxed."

"Yes I feel better," I said. Jasmine knelt down and picked up my pile of clothes, and it was now that I realised my panties were on top. Jasmines hand went straight onto to them, I noticed it squeeze the panties tight in her hand and then relax. "Mum, you were so wet!" I was also deeply embarrassed that my daughter had noticed such a thing, and seemed to be enjoying the touch. "Ahhh yes," I hesitated. "I don't know what came over me." Jasmine smiled and placed the pile into the washing tub, which was adjoining to the bathroom. With her back to me, I was certain I saw her raise her hand up to her face. I felt a tingle rush through my body as the thought of my daughter smelling me seemed to excite me, which was rather disturbing for me.

My nakedness was fully hidden by the bubbles in the bath, which made me feel comfortable. My daughter couldn't see me pinching my hardened nipples underneath. I knew I would have to use the vibrator Michael had brought me tonight. Jasmine approached the bath and pulled out a chair. I lay back and listened to her talk to me about college, boyfriends, and general things. Her voice was so soothing and relaxing; I seemed to be going in and out of consciousness. "Mum? Mum?" I opened my eyes. "Sorry Mum, do you want me to wash your back for you?"

"Yes that would be wonderful," I said. I leant forward and Jasmine moved the chair closer and leant over. She wet her hands in the water and lathered them with soap.

I sat there, leaning forward holding onto my knees, with my legs slightly apart. I looked down; you still couldn't see anything. "I wonder?" I thought. I lowered my right hand, the one away from Jasmine, down under the water onto my crotch. Jasmine's hands were all over my back, lathering the soap up and rubbing it into my skin. I teasingly played with my pussy, and could feel my swollen lips and clit underneath the water. Jasmines hands were going lower down my back, under the water and along my lower waist. Gliding back up my sides, under my armpits, and back down under again. She seemed to be getting lower and lower, and I could hear her breathing, but couldn't see her. One of her hands was cleaning around my shoulders, while the other was moving around the crack of my bum. It felt wonderful as she teased all the nerves in and around my bottom. "We have to clean everywhere, don't we Mum?"

"Yes dear," was the best I could come up with as I enjoyed my daughter pleasing me, while my own finger had just entered the folds of swollen lips.

My daughter's fingers were now gliding up and down the crack of my bum, forcing them under my body. She was breathing heavy, and I could no longer contain my silence. I started to breath heavy as well. Constantly sighing and moaning with what she was doing and what I was doing to myself. "Mum, do you want me to please you?" I couldn't believe what she had asked, but I was in no mood to stop now. I thought about an answer, but could come up with no reason to say no. My young 18-year-old daughter, wanted to please her mother!

"Yes dear, I would like that very much." She said nothing, only stood up and removed her blouse. I watched as my daughter slowly undid each button to reveal a new piece of luscious skin. Opening the front up I saw her breasts, firm with long hard dark nipples. Jasmine had inherited my shape breast, which has always been admired among many. She unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. I couldn't take my eyes off her, and she couldn't take her eyes off of me. My fingers were working away at my pussy, pushing in and out of the tight hole. Her red panties clearly showed a large dark, damp area at the front. Jasmine watched me stare at her entire body and just stood there for a moment letting me take it all in. Her right hand moved down her body, stopping over the wet patch. "Seems we have the same problem," she said. My eyes followed her hand down and I watched as she pushed her fingers into the wet fabric, and into her pussy. She stroked herself backwards and forwards with her middle finger pressing into the lips. My mouth was open and my fingers were increasing with speed. "Don't finish yourself off Mum, that's my job." With that she removed her wet panties to reveal a neatly trimmed pubic area, and walked towards me.

Jasmine hopped into the bath behind me and slowly lowered her self with her legs on either side of mine. I could feel her pubic hair glide down my back, and rest against my bottom, giving me a tickling sensation. Her knees were under my armpits and her legs at my side. She started to massage me again on my shoulders, and I felt her lean forward and kiss me on my neck. This has always been a major weakness of mine, and it sent huge shock waves down my entire body. "Mmmmm like that did you?" She said, and she did it again and again. She let her legs go under the water, but not straight. Instead they wrapped themselves around me, and came to rest with her heels on my crotch. Her hands then travelled down my body, down the sides and up again. Slowly moving round to the front. I lent back into her as she eventually brought her hands round onto my breasts, cupping them firmly. Her hands ran over the surface of my breasts, over my rock hard, long nipples. Jasmine got her index finger and pushed one nipple down, before releasing it, and feeling it flick back into position. I moved against her heels, and her heels moved against me. Her fingers had my nipples between them and she teasingly playing with them, while her own nipples were driving hard into my back.

Jasmine's left hand remained where it was playing with my breasts, while her right glided slowly down my body, over my flat stomach and into my pubic hair. Her heels relaxed on either side of my legs, as her middle finger stroked the full length of my lips, from my bottom to my waist, and back again. Her left arm wrapped around my waist and pushed me into her. I could feel her nipples even more now, but her pubic area was now pressing into my pelvis. I could clearly feel her lips against my skin, as she pressed me against her. She entered me, and I cried out. As she entered me she pushed me into her, and pushed herself into me, in a perfect motion.

She was now kissing my neck, fingering my hole and thrusting into my back. It was too much for me; I couldn't contain myself any longer. I screamed out in pleasure with each thrust. I pushed my head back and caught my daughter's lips. My lips met hers and we kissed passionately, her tongue probing my mouth, and my tongue probing hers. Water was pouring over the floor as it splashed out of the bath, with out violent movements and constant thrusting. Thrust thrust thrust, harder, and harder, faster and faster. She was calling out now, and I could hear her breathing heavily into my ear. She started to shake behind me, and cried out "I'm cumming." Her cries and shouts brought my orgasm to a head and we came simultaneously.

As the water settled down, I relaxed back into the arms of my daughter, my head resting on her right shoulder and her left hand gently playing with my nipples. Her right hand was still inside me, not moving just inside. It was still sending small shock waves through me, like an aftershock after an earthquake. She lowed her face to mine, and I thought how beautiful this daughter of mine was. Our lips locked and we kissed. Gently this time, lovingly, and beautifully. Her finger removed itself from me and before I knew it, it was between our lips. I could taste myself, on her fingers as she shared the taste with me. She licked her finger, put it in her mouth and then mine. I had tasted myself before, while giving Michael a blowjob after we have fucked each other.

The stress of the day was no longer on my mind. But the love I had for my daughter was now different and would probably never be the same again. After the bath Jasmine and I dried each other down and went to bed. She held me all night, never letting go of my right breast, never letting go of me. I rolled out of her embrace in the morning and stared at the beauty in front of me. She had, beautiful features of a half Japanese half English girl, dark hair, beautiful eyes, flowing curves, perfect breasts, and that pussy! Wow. Her slim frame took hardly any room in our bed, was as close to perfect as you can imagine. My eyes moved back up her body, to see that she was watching me examine her. She rose up and leant on one elbow. Her breasts hardly moved at all, despite the effect of gravity, they were so firm and healthy. She moved her arm over to my body and placed it on my…

(To be continued)

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