Mum and I have always been very close. She let me have my tummy pierced when I was only 14, and even came with me to have it done. She let me wear, and even bought thongs for me at the same age too. When my periods started, she knew that there was more to it than sanitary towels, and she knew my libido would kick in - she bought me books, even videos and a small toy.
Then, one day, I said I was going to get a Brazilian....
Mum wanted to know why. Well, obviously, I am one of those girls who gets horny a lot and consequently, I get wet a lot too. Sticky pubes? YUCK.
So I booked an appointment and off I went.
When I got back mum was really keen to know how it went. I was nervous, but mum asked how I felt spreading my legs while a stranger fiddled around down there. Even thought the waxing hurt like fuck, I must admit it played into a little lesbian fantasy I have been having on and off lately.
Eventually, mum said "Well, go on then - let's see!" I lifted my skirt up and tugged my knickers down and mum stared at my nice, smooth mound. I leaned back on the back of the couch and let her see between my legs too.
Mum said "WOW - that looks SOOO cool! Does it feel nice?" I said that it did, and also that there was something naughty in having (and the word just fell from my lips) my cunt exposed.
I felt mum brush a light finger over my mound and then to the top of my slit, and then between to my clit. I must admit, what with imagining the waxer slipping a finger inside me, I was already a little turned on and moist too.
Mum's finger just slipped inside me and I made no move to stop her. A little gentle movement and I was pushing against her. She brought her thumb to my clit and right there in our lounge, she brought me off.
I stood there, legs stiff and straight, my back arched and my pussy thrust forward while the orgasm abated.
Mum withdrew her finger and stood up. I just pulled her too me and, um, well, slipped my hand up her dress. She was so wet! Of course she was also hairy. I fingered her off. My own mum. There and then, she picked up the phone and made an appointment to see my waxer!
I don't know if dad liked it - but I DO know they spent a lot of time alone together over the next few evenings.