A nipple in her mouth

Flesh pressed itself against Finnie's lips. She didn't know what or from where at first, but something in her told her to keep her eyes closed. It was soft, but as she swirled her tongue over it, it stiffened round and hard.

It was a nipple. Of course it was. MomChristine's nipple, in Finnie's mouth. And Finnie's mind flashed in every direction as the woman who raised her as her own pressed her warm flesh against Finnie's face and rubbed her clit above her panties.

There was nothing she could do but lick. So she licked. Finnie swirled her tongue around and over and back and forth until MomChristine's nipple was as firm and as wet as possible in her mouth, and then finally relented.

And opened her eyes. MomChristine stared into them deeply. She had no shirt on, no bra, her small breasts and fit body were exposed for her step-daughter to see. And it was impossible for Finnie not to be turned on. Her clit throbbed and for a moment MomChristine took her hand off it and touched her fingers to her own lips.

Both women froze staring at each other, shocked by how quickly they'd surpassed their own limits. Shocked by their lust for one another. Finnie had never really been attracted to another woman before. But now, staring at MomChristine's hard nipples and pale skin she only knew that she wanted it. She wanted it so badly.

"Kiss me." She heard herself say as she felt herself pulling her own shirt off over her head, then reaching around and letting her own bra fall down to her lap, exposing her own small A-cups to her step-mom. She knew she was doing these things herself, but it felt as if she wasn't. Or rather it felt more like she didn't have a choice.

And just like that MomChristine's tongue was in her mouth swirling around, tangling itself with her own tongue. 'This is the tongue that my dad feels when he kisses her' Finnie couldn't help but think. 'This is the tongue that touches my dad's mouth, my dad's face, my dad's cock.'

Finnie felt MomChristine's nipples smush themselves flat against her own bare breasts and for a moment laughed to herself, the idea of these two women with their small breasts and pale skin overcoming an amazing taboo and giving in to their own irrepressible horniness probably didn't make for an image that would be appreciated by any frat boy. But to her eyes it looked beautiful.

And finally Finnie gave in and said it. "Eat me" she exclaimed as soon as her lips parted with MomChristines. "Eat me please" she repeated. And MomChristine's face light up with a glow of passion and excitement like Finnie had never seen. But she didn't make a move to eat her step-daughter.

Not until she'd looked Finnie deep in the eyes and made a request. "Call me Mom." MomChristine said.

And Finnie closed her eyes, another tear strolling itself down her cheek, this time one of joy and anxiety. "Eat me Mom! Eat me Mommy! Lick me clean Mommy! Please! Please! Pl..."

But Finnie never got out her final 'please.' She stopped, short of breath and shocked as Mom's tongue had already found its way to her crotch and had begun dancing over her clit.

Finnie didn't know what to do. She wanted to reach down and grab MomChristine's short red hair and shove her face further into her pussy. she wanted to wrap her small thighs around her mom's head. She wanted to tear at her own flesh which crawled with pleasure. It was amazing. Everything felt amazing, like a fire had been turned on in her entire body.

So she screamed. As loudly as she'd ever screamed before. She shrieked, spittle flying from her lips, not caring who in the world heard her. And when she looked down and saw MomChristine pulling away from her with her chin covered in dripping juices, Finnie knew that whatever lines had been crossed, and there were a lot of them, she couldn't go back.

Finnie stared at her step mom, her eyes not moving from her soft light skin and her breasts until she'd put her shirt back on. And then finally one of them had to say something. "What just happened?" Finnie asked, hoping that whatever the answer was, it was a good one.

But there was only silence, for a long time. And finally MomChristine spoke. "Finnie hon, you've heard the term nymphomaniac right?"

Finnie half chuckled to herself. "Yeah."

"Okay, well I'm.... I'm um.... I can't control it sometimes. And I guess thinking about that time. Well I guess I just couldn't control it." MomChristine was red with embarrassment.

"But you liked it right?" Finnie asked desperately hoping. MomChristine answered with a smirk. And Finnie knew she had to go for it. "Let's run away together."

"What?!"

"This is what my professor was talking about. I know it. I feel like I've lost my virginity all over again. Like I've discovered something amazing I never knew was there before. All I want to do now is... well is you."

"Finnie hon, I don't know..."

"Please... please... mom." Finnie was breathless and excited and panting. Her mind was a mess. "We can run away and make love every day. And you can fuck groups of guys again. Whole football teams, just like you wanted to. And I'll do it with you. What do you say?"

And MomChristine hesitated to turn her whole world upside down.