Boundaries Ch. 04

"Oh my God!" she croaked, her fingernails scrabbling across my back in indescribable pleasure. Her legs jerked tighter around my hips.

"Mom! It's so -- so -- I'm going to -- oh my God!"

I held her gently but firmly as her miniature body went haywire in my arms. She rocked, bucked, grunted, lost in ecstasy.

When it was over, she collapsed, reduced to dead weight in my arms, whimpering. I eased her away from the jet again.

"Enjoy?" I asked, after letting her come down from the onslaught.

She was still panting, "I don't think 'enjoy' fucking covers it."

I laughed. Kaylee rarely cursed.

My daughter gulped, stunned. "Never done it like that, backwards. And bare? Always seemed like it would be too much."

I pulled back to see her face, flushed from her exertions. I saw contentment, gratitude, and something else -- another chance.

"You don't have to fumble around with this kind of thing if you don't want to, you know?" I searched her face. "I'd show you some things, if you wanted. Guide you. Teach you how to please yourself thoroughly. What we just did is one way."

Though she was tired, Kaylee had enough energy to eye me carefully. She was taking my measure.

"Is this your way of asking me to do lesbian stuff, Mom? I'm not so sure."

I rescued her from that thought. "No, honey." I laughed and stroked her back. "I'm not asking you that. I was thinking more about a demonstration. Showing you tricks that you may not know so that you can do them yourself. Maybe surprise Kristen, too."

I saw her wheels turning.

"We can go slowly," I soothed. "I just want to make sure you know what you're doing."

"Fun is fun," she reasoned. "I never really thought about my mom showing me sex stuff."

Kaylee looked down at my breasts, up to my face, and then back to the water.

"But, then again, if you are going to show me stuff like you just did..." Her ardor returned somewhat.

"Deal." I chuckled. "And I promise no lesbian stuff."

Her eyes lit up and she mockingly ground her hips against my belly. "Yeah. Show Kristen all the lesbian stuff so she can use it on me."

I pulled her bikini bottoms back up and let her slide off my lap. We left the hot tub's heat and, hand in hand, trotted inside.

I grabbed both our towels and towed her into my bedroom.

"Hold still. I'll dry you. No sense getting these sheets wet."

I wrapped her in a thick Egyptian cotton towel, running my hands along her back to sop up the water. Pulling the towel down her body, I wrapped it around her shapely legs and patted her.

I tugged at her bikini bottoms. "We'll need this off."

"Just like the dressing room." She squealed and shivered with giddiness. "Slide it down."

I didn't argue. I hooked my shaky finger around the gusset and pulled it down her legs. I disguised my excitement.

As the cotton towel inched up her legs, I let it graze against her bare pussy. Her legs flexed at every pass but otherwise she said nothing.

I looked up, smiling, plainly, acting unaware to what I was doing. Her face was a contortion of pleasure, embarrassment, lust, and decorum.

"Tickles," she excused and gulped.

I urged her onto the bed and went to the closet to pull out a box. After drying myself quickly, I crawled on the bed and set the box down between us. The air smelled like chlorine from the hot tub.

"Ever seen one of these?" I asked, as I opened the lid. "I keep it in here to hide it."

My cheeks flushed with heat. Kaylee's eyes widened at the sight of the pink vibrator.

"No," she giggled, eyes curious. "Not in real life. Just in pornos."

"Oh my. The things I didn't know you and Kristen did." I teased. "It's alright. You can pick it up."

Kaylee reached in and pulled out the fake phallus. Her eyes were wide as she examined it, turning it around in her hands, taking in its beads and ridges. I was amused by her naivete with the object. She flipped the switch.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed, as it bounced around in her hands.

I snorted.

"I thought I'd demonstrate it for you, nothing more. So you know," I explained.

I took the toy from her hand and placed the box on my dresser. I pulled down my damp bikini bottoms and kicked them off with my feet before rejoining Kaylee on the bed.

"I can't believe my mom is actually showing me how to use a vibrator," Kaylee eyes were glued exactly where I wanted them. "I think it's kinda cool that you're doing this for me."

I grinned. It was music to my ears. I flicked the vibrator to life and trailed it down my stomach to my pussy, touching it briefly to give myself a sweet taste of the low hum. Kaylee studied every movement.

"Your first time," I tried to sound analytic, like I was giving her a history lesson. "You want to take it slowly."

I teased myself gently with the vibrator for emphasis. My clit lit up instantly. Whew! I pulled it away to explain a few things.

"First you need to realize that there are times to take it gentle and slow. Other times you can be quick. Just feel what you are in the mood for and that's usually how to do it."

"Like when I masturbate with my, uh, fingers."

"Exactly." My stomach lurched and I nodded. "It's the same with a vibrator. You want to start slow, build up your orgasm. It's so much better that way."

I drew the vibrator along my slit and my leg trembled. I tried to be clinical about it but my arousal was growing too fast for me to keep up a pretense.

"You can use this on your nipples, too," I husked. "That's fun. But I think we should just concentrate... on the girl bits."

"Vijayjay," Kaylee offered, mesmerized by the phallus sliding between my folds, hitching up a facetious smile out of the corner of her mouth.

"Sure, yeah," I purred, getting hotter. "What I meant."

I teased my clit with the vibrator as I watched my daughter. I couldn't believe she was so interested in watching me play with myself. Having an audience made it so much better.

"Did grandma show you how to use a vibrator?" my curious daughter asked.

"O-Oh, no." I panted between swipes of my vibrator, suddenly envisioning licking out my Mom and imagining her sweaty, trembling thighs around my head as I gave her the intimate release that only a daughter can give her mother. "We weren't as close as you and me are. We didn't talk about sex."

"I'm glad we're close, Mom. I don't think I would have ever figured this out myself."

"You want to try?"

Kaylee nodded, biting her lip.

"Alright, honey." I patted the bed next to me. "Come over here so you can copy my movements."

She laid down next to me, looking at my body. I wiped the dildo off on my towel and gave it to her. I did it regretfully as the idea of her using a messy vibrator made me even hornier. I just didn't know how she would react.

"That looked good," Kaylee enthused. "Look, my nips are already poking out like yours!"

"I got worked up showing you all that. Mind if I play with my nipples?"

"That's fine, Mom." Her eyes gleamed, intent on the phallus. She flipped the switch and the vibrator buzzed to life. "Just let me know if I'm doing something wrong."

She tentatively lowered the vibrator to her pussy and touched her clit. She moaned and quickly drew it away.

"Wow, too much!" Her eyes rolled back in her head.

"That's alright," I assured. "It's not like normal masturbation. Start slowly, baby."

Kaylee ran it along the inside of her smooth thighs and teased her slit.

"Yeah, honey," I encouraged, perhaps a little too eager. "That's it. Feel good?"

"Oh, God, mom! Why didn't I ask you about this before?" She panted.

I tweaked my nipples as the sounds of my daughter moaning beside me drove me into the stratosphere. Watching her slide my vibrator between her slick, trembling teenage pussy lips was a fantasy come true.

I felt a communion with Kaylee that I hadn't felt with anybody before. It was a combination of lust, love, and a knowledge that not every one got to see this sexual aspect of their child. It touched an unknown place in me that made me feel lightheaded.

Lost in my own thoughts, I realized I was neglecting her.

"Ease up there, honey. Let it build." I reached for the vibrator. "Here let me show you."

My hands were still shaky from the delirium as I accepted the vibrator. My daughter's sweet musk wafted up to me from the phallus and devilish thought crossed my mind.

"Mom, you are totally nasty!" Kaylee wrinkled her nose as I placed the unclean vibrator against my pussy. She didn't take her eyes away from it.

I relished the thought of my daughter's sex juices mingling with mine. I almost came when that vibrator grazed my slit. I moaned and clenched my teeth as my insides were on the razor edge of unleashing a monster orgasm, like a dam straining to hold back a biblical flood. My quaking stomach signaled the arrival of an impending orgasm but I pulled the vibrator away before my body gave way and I saved it.

My head rolled over to look at my daughter. Her young, fit body sculpted to perfection. I saw a lot of me in her face and my stomach lurched at the kink of realizing how attracted to those features I was.

"Wow, mom," she remarked. "You just looked like you were totally eye-humping me."

"Oh." I scrambled for an excuse. "I was just.... well, you can see how worked up I got drawing it out. Keep that in mind."

I wanted to smack myself. My excuse sounded dumb.

"It's alright," she reassured. "It was kinda hot seeing how excited it got you."

"Give it another whirl. Remember, slow."

"Gimme!" Her hands shot out greedily.

"I'm going to masturbate while you do. Is that alright?"

"Sure," she agreed. "Just don't forget about me."

I had no intention of that. I'd be watching every depraved second of this spectacle.

She gripped the vibrator and admired it for a moment, the look on her face one of pure lust. She wiped it off on my towel.

"I guess I'm not as used to this as you." Kaylee snickered. "I haven't shared a vibrator before. It would be kinda funny to me if I didn't clean it off. "

I smiled, finding it amusing how Kaylee viewed my experience with other girls.

She purred when she pressed it against herself. This time she was a little bit more sure, my quick-witted daughter already learning. Her head leaned back as it slipped between her folds. Kaylee buzzed her clit again and again.

"Ohh-Ohhhhh," she moaned.

"Yeah, honey. That's the sensitive part," I reminded her. "Wait till you want to cum."

I watched her body with a perverse lust. She looked over at me. I saw her eyes alternate between watching my fingers circling my pussy and staring at my breasts.

"All those things I copy feel pretty good," she croaked.

"Anything I can do to help." I gasped.

"Ohh... yeah, just let me watch and copy."

"Yeah, watch me, baby."

That exchange enhanced my enthusiasm and my fingers sped to a blur between my legs. Kaylee's eyes were glued to them as she matched my speed. She grunted with each movement she duplicated.

"I could cum right now, Mom. See?!"

Her stomach was twitching, flexing madly.

"Oh, honey, slow down a little," I cautioned. "It's quicker with a vibrator. Here, like this."

I let off with my fingers, teasing my slit but not enough to make me cum. I could feel the surge of a tremendous orgasm in the depths of my body.

"Mommm... I don't know how much longer I can take it."

Kaylee let up on herself like I showed her. She was close. Her whole body glowed with the sheen of sweat.

"Let's take a breather," I suggested.

"What for?"

I smiled. "I know you are about to cum, but let yourself simmer."

"Because it's better that way, huh?"

"Yep, you'll see."

She sat up, propping herself up with her elbows.

"I've heard grinding on a pillow is good too."

"Sure is, honey."

"Can you show me that too? Sometime?"

"I'd love to."

I looked her up and down. Her pussy glistened and the air smelled like sex. I savored the smell of my daughter.

"What else is there to do?" Kaylee wondered.

"Well, honey. You can use a dildo. They're like what we're using but they don't vibrate-"

"I've seen them in pornos, too," Kaylee interrupted.

"Ummm... there's using a solid object, like a chair or couch arm or something, shower heads, electric toothbrushes. Then there're different positions, like on your stomach..."

Kaylee snickered. "That's a lot!"

I patted her leg.

"Yes it is. Ready to go again?" I asked. "I know our conversation probably didn't help."

"Not really." She smiled. "Just promise me you will show me those things, alright?"

"Of, course, sweetie. You will be very acquainted with your body when we're finished."

My daughter offered the vibrator to me. "Do you want to use it again?"

"No thanks, honey." I waved it off. "This time is for you right now. I can take care of myself. Don't you worry about that."

"Okay." Her eyes gleamed. "Your loss!"

She flicked it to life and Kaylee carefully pressed it against her. She squealed immediately but she did exactly what she should have -- pleased herself at a measured pace.

"It's not so crazy like before," she admitted, her words short. "But I feel... tight... like I'm going to explode soon."

"Good," I praised, drumming my pussy faster hearing her talk like that. "That's where you want to be."

"Oh yeah.. so good, Mom."

Kaylee let out little gasps. Not loud or constant ones but intermittent and desperate, as she attempted to hold back those amassing sensations that threatened to smother her in ecstasy.

"I wish... I could feel what you feel... know what you know...." Kaylee squirmed. "... so I knew.. ohhhh.. when to release."

"Awww... sweetie!" My eyes flared at the thought of her wanting to share something that intimate. "I wish you could too!"

I groped across her hips and stomach for her free hand that was resting on her sweaty thigh. She accepted my hand enthusiastically.

"Oh... Mom," she moaned.

She gripped my hand tightly, emphatically, fingers intertwined and she gave it a squeeze. I returned the favor.

"I'm so... close... ," Kaylee seethed again. Her words half-formed, teeth clenched.

"Oh, Kaylee... I want this so much," I slipped.

"Me too," she groaned, gripping my hand tighter.

Her hips thrashed, rutting against the vibrator.

"Hold on... sweetie." I was absorbed in my own little word of impending orgasmic joy.

"It's happening... I can't believe it..." Her hand pinned mine in a vice-grip.

And then the world froze for a second. Kaylee hunched and sweaty, face wrenched into the beginnings of an overwhelming orgasm, knees splayed, eyes wide at the impending crash of sensation that was about to sweep through and overtake her.

She screamed. "O-Oh! Cumming mommmmm! Mmmmmmm!"

A violent orgasm wracked Kaylee. Her whole body convulsed. Her muscles seized and her hips lifted off the bed. She grunted and moaned, her voice uncontrolled and hoarse. She hissed through gritted teeth as the amazing wave crushed her with its unyielding pleasure.

I felt my body explode at the same time. The fiery orgasm seared through me. It expanded, lengthened, then shattered like a crystal into multiple orgasms and it left me helpless, bucking and succumbing as each successive wave burned through my body. I went from the blistering crest, to the unbelievable wildfire of sensuous orgasmic delight. I watched as Kaylee's breasts continued to quake as my aftershocks hit me.

We shared those amazing sensations through our clasped hands. Mom and daughter. Teacher and pupil.

We laid there weak and overcome. Kaylee whimpered and her body seized when a tremor returned. The vibrator continued to buzz on the bed, dropped when Kaylee was taken by her release.

"You should have told me about vibrators before," Kaylee groaned finally after we laid there for eons, recuperating.

I rolled toward her, our faces inches apart, and smiled.

"If I knew you were game I'd have taught you a lot by now."

"Perhaps you can show me." She shifted her hips forwards and back. "I'd love to learn more vibrator tricks."

"Now?"

"No. Later on," she replied, giddy and giggly. "I'm a little worn out. I need to call Kristen back any ways. See what she's up to."

"Ah, planning on showing her your new moves?"

"And here I thought you were too straight-laced." Kaylee poked me playfully. "You sure showed me, didn't you?"

"I know," I said under my breath. I couldn't help myself.

"I'm really glad you're my mom," she complimented after a moment. "I bet there aren't many girls that get to learn about their bodies like this."

Kaylee leaned in to kiss me. The world paused again as her kiss landed on mine. This was a peck, like the handful she had given me before, but this one was different too. It was longer, more tender, and I sensed real affection behind it.

She pulled back and licked her lips. "Thanks. Seriously. You know I don't think of you as just a mom. You're something more. I know I've been a brat in the past but you've always been more to me."

"You're welcome, honey. I think of you as more too," I admitted.

"I've got a mom, a best friend." Her nose wrinkled with mischief. "And a perv tutor, all in one!"

I was still laughing while my darling naked daughter slid off the bed, giggling, as she skipped away to find her cell phone.