“I’m shocked I actually won,” Cindy said, chuckling to herself. She was currently pinning her mother on top of her mother’s large king -sized bed, looking down at her with a huge smirk on her face. It started with an argument that neither women wanted to relent to, and ended with a fighting match, as per Cindy’s suggestion. Carol glared at her from where she was pinned, with her wrists currently bound by Cindy’s firm grasp.
“Have you been going to the gym in secret or something? Since when have you gotten this strong?” Cindy could tell her mother was getting increasingly pissed off, though it somehow turned her on more and more seeing her completely bound to her will.
“Maybe you’ve just gotten weaker and weaker in your old age,” she grinned. “Maybe I’ve been stealing your youth away from you.” All her mother could do was continue to glare. “How does it feel to have your daughter, someone you’ve always mocked for being so short, completely destroy you in a fight?” She snorted. “I barely had to lift a finger.”
“It’s the cheerleading, isn’t it? And I don’t make fun of you, Cindy. I’ve just commented on how much taller I am than you… you’re too short and petite, you know that.”
Cindy felt her cheeks burning, and she knew her mother was still too nonchalant about the situation. It was time to really teach her a lesson. Throughout the fight, the girls had managed to tear each other’s clothes off, and were both now nude except for their bras and panties, which were also in pretty bad shape. Cindy looked around at the aftermath, seeing one of her favorite nightgowns tossed to the other side of the room.
She hadn’t seen her mother naked in quite a while, and her curvy frame taunted her, telling her she could never achieve anything close to what the woman had. She shook her thoughts away and moved upwards until she was right on top of her mother’s neck, and shifted so she was pinning her mother’s arms under her knees. “Wha— what are you doing?” Carol asked, her smug look shifting to concern. “I thought this was over. You clearly won.”
“No, I don’t think it’s over, mom.” Cindy said, still looking down at her. “You’re still mocking me. You still think you’re so much better than me.” Her mother’s hot breath near her crotch was getting her more turned on by the second, and Cindy couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to use her mother’s body against her while she had full control of it.
“This is… this is getting a little too far. C’mon, Cindy… we’re both barely wearing clothes, and you’re on top of me like this. What if someone walks in?” Cindy knew her mother could start to tell where her mind was going. She could probably smell her pussy, which was now definitely soaked. She wondered if her mother’s pussy also smelled the same as her, and that thought alone made her pussy involuntarily jerk forwards.
Carol gasped, and began struggling underneath Cindy, kicking her legs and tossing her head and shoulders to try to get the younger woman off of her. Cindy squeezed her thighs even harder, and laughed as she pushed her mother further into the mattress. “It seems you really don’t know when to give up, mom.” She gave her a half-smile. “I think someone like you deserves a special kind of punishment.” Her head was foggy now from how turned on she was, and she didn’t care about the repercussions anymore. All she wanted was to cum, and for her mother to be forced to watch her pure and innocent daughter lose control of her body right in front of her eyes.
Cindy shifted her pink thong to the right, revealing her shaved pussy. Carol could barely say a single word before Cindy pushed her wet pussy on top of her face, completely covering her mouth and nose. She knew her mother could barely breathe at this point, but it was all just a part of her punishment.
At this point, Carol had lost all her cool. She began thrashing as hard as she could, trying to get her daughter off of her, to no avail. This, in turn, made Cindy punish her harder, and she grabbed the headboard above her, using her hips to grind as deep as she could against her mother’s face. “Fuck yeah mom… you’re finally good for something… aren’t you?” She was rocking so hard she could hear the distinct sound of the bed creaking. “How does your daughter taste, huh? Look at all of my pussy juice drenching your face… you better not waste a single drop of it.”
Her mother could only moan and struggle against her in disgust. “Are you trying to say something, hmm? Too bad I can’t hear your annoying voice anymore.” Carol’s nose bumped against Cindy’s clit, making her moan loudly. “Fuck…. that’s so good. I’m going to have to do this again.”
She let go of the headboard and began playing with her tits, squeezing her nipples so they were erect underneath the thin fabric of her bra. She looked down to see her mother watching with dilated pupils, looking completely horrified. “You’ve raised me to be a good little girl… now look at me. Completely and utterly corrupted.”
She rocked her hips even faster now, knowing she was getting right to the edge. Fuck, she couldn’t wait to see the look on her mother’s face when she drenched her completely. “Are you ready, mama? To see your daughter cum from how much of a disgrace you are?”
Carol could only make a loud ‘mmmphh!’ noise before Cindy lost all control. She felt her pussy clench over and over as she cried out, pushing her body down so hard on Carol she knew she wouldn’t be able to breathe. She could feel the fluid gushing out of her, more than she’d ever felt before, and knew she had discovered a new desire that she would have to take advantage of again.
She rode her orgasm out for as long as possible before finally releasing her mother, and took a final glance at the woman’s drenched face before chuckling to herself and waltzing out of the room like nothing had happened at all.