Date: Thu, 15 Sep 2022 17:32:53 +0000 From: Doublethink34 Subject: A Mother Misses Her Daughter "Hi, honey," came the sound of Brooke's mother's voice through the phone. "I'm so excited for you to come home Wednesday." "Are you? So you're still missing me a lot?" asked Brooke. "All the time. I really missed you this afternoon at work." "Mom, you should be focusing on your job and not thinking about me." "It's hard, honey. Don't you miss me?" "All the time. I couldn't sleep last night and I missed you so bad." "See, honey? You understand why I miss you so much." "But what about Bob? Having him there should help a little." "A husband is not nearly the same as a daughter, you should know that." "Well good. You know I love hearing that I'm your number one." "You are, baby. Always." "Well I have good news. All my Wednesday evening classes got canceled, so I'm going to get an earlier flight." "Oh, that's great. Now I'm really excited. I'll take the afternoon off and we can have some mother-daughter time before Bob gets home." "That's getting me excited." "Good. But focus on school until then. No failouts in your first semester." "Yes, Mom. Have a good night." "You know I will." * * * Brooke's plane would land at two forty-five. Sherri took the Porsche and made Bob take the Camry - despite the risk of a ticket while speeding home, her daughter deserved a ride that was as fabulous as she was. Brooke had assured her mom that she wouldn't check a bag and would rush off the plane. She kept her word. Brooke strolled up to the Porsche just before three, tossed her bag under the hood, and slid into the passenger seat. "November is still dress season in Southern California, I see," Sherri said, admiring her daughter's long, tan legs in her short, tight dress. "Well I wanted to look nice for my trip home," Brooke answered as they pulled away. "I was thinking of wearing heels but realized I could get off the plane faster in flip-flops." "It's just funny because I'm in more wintery clothes." "Still a great day for a convertible," Brooke said, tying her hair into a ponytail and reclining her seat. Sherri smiled and watched her daughter stretch her legs out. The wind in the convertible would be too loud to have a conversation anyway. * * * "So are you happy for me to be back?" Brooke asked, sitting on the living room couch. "Of course I am, baby," Sherri said, sitting next to her daughter and putting a hand on her daughter's golden thigh. She shouldn't be so presumptuous, but she was so excited to see her beautiful daughter again. "So you missed me?" "All the time." "All the time?" "Of course. And everywhere I went." "Everywhere?" "Everywhere." "Mom, you're too much." "You love it." "I do. So you missed me on this couch?" "Many times. Last night even." "Mom, show me how you missed me on the couch last night." "Well I was laying like this, reading," Sherri said, shifting on the couch and laying out with her legs across Brooke's lap. "Were you wearing boots and a low-cut blouse like you are now?" asked Brooke. "I was wearing black leggings like these, but I was barefoot and wearing a t-shirt." "Got it. Now show me how you missed me." "Well I noticed Bob had been quiet for a while, so I slipped my leg off the couch like this and then..." Sherri slipped a hand down her leggings, then closed her eyes with a gasp. "Mom, that's so hot," Brooke whispered. "I couldn't resist," Sherri breathed as she slid her finger across her clitoris under her leggings. "When I think of you, I have to touch myself to your body." "Mom, I need to touch myself too." "Do it, baby, spread those sexy legs for Mommy." "Your leg's holding me down, but my body keeps getting hotter." Sherri bent her leg and watched as her daughter positioned herself. Her daughter's sex came into view. "No panties," Sherri groaned. "And you shaved." "Yes, Mommy. I thought since you shaved, you'd like to see my bare pussy too." Sherri watched her daughter's long nail slide over her snatch. "Oh baby, Mommy's cumming to you," Sherri cried. "Mommy, but I barely started." Sherri gasped and cried as orgasm overtook her. As soon as she had control again, Sherri looked up to see her daughter continuing to masturbate. "That was so hot, Mommy," she moaned. Sherri got on her knees and said, "Mommy's going to finish you now. You shouldn't have to take care of yourself after such a long trip." Brooke laid back and Sherri sucked in the tangy nectar that she'd longed for for the past three months. Her daughter moaned loud as Sherri ate, hungry for her daughter, desperate for pussy. Just a few licks and sucks made Brooke's body jolt as she cried out for her mom, cumming, squirting into her mother's mouth. Sherri sat up, and licked her lips as she looked over her daughter's spent body. She needed her again, she needed to get off again and this time at her daughter's hands, not her own. "Come on, baby," Sherri said. "Let's go to your room, we still have time." Brooke lifted herself and said, "I love how insatiable you are, Mom." "Only for you, baby. I was worried you'd meet some hot college girl and lose interest in your old mom." "I've bedded a few girls at school. But only you make me squirt and nothing compares to being with my mom. Now let's get you out of those clothes and on my bed." *********** This story is a fantasy of mine based on a beautiful mother-daughter pair that I know. The fantasy is years old, but I wrote this in a morning and I'm not sure I captured everything. I would love to hear feedback on whether you like this as-is, or if there are ideas to expand. And make sure to reread now that you know what "missing" really means.