Unrequited Love

Kaylee "Kay" Bannister sighed as she sank into her couch. She reached down to unclasp her heels, slipping them off with a sigh. She rubbed at her toes gently, God how she hated wearing those things.

She leaned over and poured her glass with the sixty dollar wine she had bought for tonight. Another wasted bottle, and another shitty night, she thought.

"Loser" she sighed as she took a healthy dink.

Whether the comment was for the man she had left standing on her doorstep, or for herself was a matter of opinion. How the hell do you do it? She thought. You're twenty-six; not exactly an eyes sore, and you're sitting in your living room alone at eleven at night.

Kay fit the mold of the up and coming generation. She watched her diet; she exercised and did all the right things. She was a promising graphic artist in Chicago; a city full of eligible males, as she sat alone in her apartment on a Saturday night...again.

At a little over five foot five, and weighing in at 127 pounds, sporting a perky 36C, finding a guy was fairly easy. That wasn't the problem; it was finding a guy that mattered.

As she raised her glass for another sip, she heard the beep of her cellphone. If it's Mr. Jackass, she was going to be pissed. Instead, Kay saw the short text from her mother.

"Hope yours is better than mine." There was a small thumb up following the brief message.

Stabbing the redial, and then the speaker; she set the phone on the small stand by the end of the couch.

"Hello?" Her mother's soft voice flowed from the speaker...

"Hey mom" Kay sighed back.

"Uh oh, it's barely past eleven." Her mothers' soft voice came through.

Kay gave a small laugh as she drained her first glass of wine. "Doesn't sound like you hit the jackpot either" She leaned down and poured a second glass.

"Honey, I've been home for almost an hour." Elizabeth "Liz" Bannister snorted back.

Kay had the mental picture of her mother stretched out on her own couch, nestled in the living room of their house, sipping from her own wine glass.

Kay had grown up very close with her mother. Her father had never been around much in her youth. The couple had barely been married a year when Liz had come home sick from work and found her husband having sex with the neighbors daughter, in her bed.

At forty-six, the two could pass more as sisters than mother and daughter. The main striking difference was the platinum blonde hair her mother sported, as opposed to her waves of auburn curls.

As Kay had entered adulthood, their relationship had morphed; almost into one of adult friendship more than parent to child. The open and honest relationship that had helped them through the tough times together, had bound them to each other.

"Jesus, was it that bad?" Kay asked wistfully.

"He made it through the front door, and was gone fifteen minutes later" her mother laughed back.

"Ahhh, another Minute Man" Kay couldn't suppress her giggle.

"Try the thirty second man" Liz barked back. "What happened this time?" her mother asked.

"I swear to God" Kay sighed "he spent the entire ride from the restaurant telling me how much he was going to rock my world"

Her mouther laughed and Kay could tell from her pauses her mother had her own relaxing beverage as she heard a soft swallow.

"We both have to do better." Liz sighed.

"I've dropped my expectations so much mom" Kay took a long sip. "All I want is someone that cares about me not about how he's going to fuck my brains out."

God, had she just said that? True she and her mother had an open relationship, but it was the first time Kay had actually verbalized her frustrations.

"Hell, I'd take the fuck my brains out if he just knew what the hell he was doing" she could hear the wistfulness in her mothers' voice.

"Two drunk and horny women" Kay laughed. "Not a single dick in sight." She sighed. In it for an ounce then in it for a pound Kay thought as the words popped out.

"It isn't just his dick." Liz said quietly.

Kay shuddered at the sudden mental picture of a male head between her thighs. God, it had been a long time since she had enjoyed that particular pleasure.

"Well, I guess another night for BOB" she said quietly.

Kay was referring to what she and her mother jokingly called their vibrators or Battery Operated Boyfriends. They both knew the other masturbated; in fact Liz had bought her daughter her first toy when she was sixteen.

Kay sensed a small pause before her mother replied.

"Too late" was the weak reply.

Holy shit, Kay thought. Did her mother just admit she was already masturbating; even while she was on the phone with her daughter? Kay felt a tremor pass through her body at the thought.

"Mom, are you...?" she hesitated.

"Are you sure you want to ask sweetie?" her mother cut her off.

"Tell me." Kay answered calmly. She drained her glass and quickly poured a third.

Oh she and her mother had talked about sex; it was Liz who had taught her daughter the mechanics of masturbation. She had taught her the 'birds and bees'. She had coached her through her first periods. Even tolerated her hormonal mood swings when even Kay had no idea what was happening to her body.

But, this was different. This was not a mother and daughter now. This was two horny and alone women, commiserating together. Just the idea that her mother was masturbating on the other end of the phone sent a shudder through Kay; and that all too familiar dampening in her panties.

"Go get yours." Liz quietly told her daughter.

"Mom..." Kay was hesitant, almost embarrassed.

"Please" her mothers' soft voice replied. "I'd rather not be alone if we're going to discuss this."

Rising from the couch, Kay padded on bare feet into her bedroom. Rummaging through her bedside stand, she drew out the large pink rabbit that often consoled her nights.

Back in the living room, she started to sit back on the couch, when she felt her now soaked panties cling between her thighs. Without a word, she slipped the thin cloth over her hips and then settled back on the couch.

"Tell me" Kay picked the conversation up where they had left of.

She didn't know how much of it was the wine talking, or just the desperation tonight had left her.

"I have it shoved so far up" Liz's said with a soft moan. "If I hit the vibration it will take service master to clean my couch."

"Oh God" Kay moaned at her mothers' salacious words.

"Care to join me?" her half-drunk mother whispered from the phone.

"I already...have." Kay grunted as the rabbit parted her swollen lips and started sliding deep inside.

"Do you still have that landing strip?" her mother asked.

"Yes" kay grunted as she pushed her vibrator deeper. "Are you still...shaved?" Kay panted.

"Lickable smooth." Her mother groaned back.

"Oh God" Kay gasped.

"Have you ever tasted a woman?" he mother asked.

"No" Kay sighed as her rabbit slowly pumped in and out. "Have you?" she countered.

"No" her mother grunted over the phone. "But, I'm thinking of it."

"With who; tell me" Kay moaned.

Her wrist twisted as she turned on the first level of vibration. She felt the bolt shoot from her loins straight to her rock hard nipples.

"Kay...don't ask." Her mouther moaned back.

"Say it Liz" Kay used her mothers' first name.

"Oh baby" her mother moaned. "I'd suck you fucking dry." She sighed.

"Oh fuck" Kay grunted, ramming her toy deeper.

Kay could feel herself slipping into that haze of sex, as she heard a light sloshing sound come through the phone. Between the wine and the heat of her body, it was as if her voice was no longer her own.

"I'd shove that thing so deep in you." Kay gasped. "You would scream my name when you came."

"I'm about to now." Her mother's voice dripped with lust through the phone.

"Are you going to cum mom" Kay egged her mother on. "Are you going to cum for your little girl?"

"I'm so close" Liz moaned softly. "Oh my fucking God this is so hot." She panted.

"Come for me momma" Kay's voice was filled with need.

"Kay...Kay..." her mother's voice was gasping. The loud slurping of her toy was now evident in the background.

"Do it mom...cum for your daughter" Kay hissed as her own orgasm rapidly built.

"Oh fuck...Kay...I'm going to..." her mother babbled softly.

"Kaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy" Liz moaned as her orgasm hit home.

Hearing her mother cumming, set off the explosion in her flexing belly. Kay rammed her rabbit deep and held it still, the small wing whipping across her throbbing clit.

"Fuck mom...oh shit...cumming." Kay grunted.

"Yes...yes..." she heard her mother moan as her eyes rolled back.

Kay couldn't remember the last time her orgasm had been this intense. She knew it wasn't just the alcohol, there was something deeper; a connection to this kindred soul on the other end of the phone.

"Moommmmmmmmmmmm" Kay cried out as her belly exploded.

She listened to her mother pant and curse her way through her own orgasm, as a flood of hot juices coated her hand and then soaked into the couch.

"Fuck" the pair echoed together, as their bodies began to settle down.

Slowly Kay pulled the pink toy free of her clinging pussy. The obscene sucking sound so loud in the quiet living room, she was sure her mother could hear it.

As she stared at the toy she was stunned how it was totally coated in her white frothy cream. She wanted to say how that had been one of the most satisfying orgasms of her life, but how do you tell your mother she just got you off better than any man.

"I think...we need lunch...tomorrow." Liz half panted in the phone. Kay could tell she was still catching her own breath.

Kay shuddered; after today, being physically close to her mother might trigger something else. She wasn't sure what to say, but her mother said it for her.

"God that was good" Kay heard the soft word whisper just before the phone went silent.

Kay was physically exhausted as she pulled herself off the couch and headed for her bedroom. Stripping her clothes off Kay didn't even bother with a nightgown as she slid under her covers. As she lay snuggled in her bed, sleep drifted over her exhausted body, even as the image of her mother in the throes of an intense orgasm flitted across her mind.

It was after nine in the morning before Kay pulled herself out of bed. Pulling on a pair of jean shorts and a tank top, she headed for the living room. Had last night been an erotic dream? If the half empty wine bottle on the stand wasn't enough mute evidence; the pink rabbit she had cast aside, crusted with her white cream made it very clear last night had been no dream.

She quickly wiped away the evidence, both ashamed and still tingling over what had happened the night before. Standing in her shower, she let the warm water caress her sore muscles. She had exploded so hard last night she thought she would wrench something out.

Kay tried to tell herself it wasn't deliberate, her hands and body had a mind of their own; it really didn't matter. It wasn't ten minutes into her shower and the young brunette was leaning against the tile wall, two fingers jammed between her thighs.

"Oh God mom" she gasped as her body rocketed skyward.

Not only were her orgasms intense, they came like rapid fire as images of her nude mother flowed through her mind.

"Eat my pussy mom...eat your daughters' dripping...wet...pussy." Kay gasped as she frigged her soaked pussy.

"Oh fuck...here it comes." She grunted.

"Mommmmmm" Kay wailed into the rushing water, as her body was wracked by an intense orgasm.

Kay could feel her juices running out of her like a river as she convulsed and shook. The image of her mother kneeling in the shower sucking her dry burned in her mind.

"What the fuck is wrong with me?" she gasped as she tried to collect herself.

Quickly stepping out and drying off, Kay tried to rid her mind of the images. Pulling on her shorts and tank top, she retrieved her cell phone from beside the couch. She glanced at the text that had come through while she was in the shower.

"Bring a swimsuit" was the brief note from her mother.

God, she had been masturbating to the woman and they were so connected she had been texting at the same time. Fuck, what's happening; she thought as she gathered her phone and keys.

Heading back into her bedroom, Kay rummaged in her dresser; then grabbed a bikini without even looking. She stuffed the two small pieces of cloth into her purse as she headed for the door.

The entire drive to her mothers, Kay kept leaping back and forth between shame and pleasure. How had they lost such control? Why had her orgasm been so intense? So many questions were left unanswered as she pulled into the driveway of her mother's North Chicago home.

"Hi sweetie" he mother met her at the door.

Kay felt a sweep of shame as her body almost instantly responded to the warm hug. On one hand here was the woman who had cradled and raised her all her life; yet her body distinctly felt those magnificent 36 D's as they pressed against hers. She couldn't stop the warm seeping in her panties any more than she could stop breathing.

Liz looked at her daughter's face, seeing the conflict of emotions sweep across her features. So, I'm not alone; she thought.

"I know baby" she said softly. "I feel it too."

Kay opened her moth to try and speak, but her mother cut her off. Picking up her own purse she ushered her daughter out the door.

"Not here, come on" Liz said guiding her back to the car. "Let's go to Angelo's."

Kay thought about bringing up last night as she drove, but her mother deftly avoided the subject. As the pair settled into a small booth at the little diner, Kay looked over at her mother.

God, she's beautiful; Kay was stunned to realize. She had never looked at her mother as simply a woman, but always as her...well mother. This time, it was as if a veil had been lifted. She stared at the light green eyes in wonder, thought of how those soft lips would taste. Her eyes followed the curve of her mothers' breasts in the light summer dress she wore. She was startled to realize she could almost see her dark areoles through the thin material.

After they had both ordered a light lunch, Liz looked down at her hands.

"About last night..." she said softly.

"Wait" Kay interjected. "First of all, why here?" she asked her mother. "Second, if you want to say we should just forget it, you can drop that idea." She said firmly. "That was the best orgasm I ever had." She added softly.

Liz reached out and took her daughters hands in her own. She shivered at the sudden contact of skin on skin. She had lain, awake, most of the night trying to think of what to say to her daughter. In that moment of contact, Liz knew she couldn't hide anything.

"Look honey" Liz said as her fingers caressed her daughter's skin. "Cards on the table, OK?" she looked up at Kay's face.

Kay gave a quiet nod as she felt every fiber in her body ignite from her mother's touch.

"I'll accept, Liz or mom; whichever makes you more comfortable understand?" Her mother asked.

"O.K...Liz" Kay said softly.

"Kay...are you...wet...right now?" Liz asked hesitantly; her eyes locking to her daughters face.

"NO...I'm soaked."." Kay gasped.

"Want to know something?" Liz smiled. "When I get out of this booth" Liz whispered. "I'm going to leave the biggest puddle of my life."

"Mom" Kay groaned as a wave of pleasure swept through her.

"I don't know what happened last night" Liz said softly. "It was like a door opened." She tightened her hand in Kays'. "And I don't want to close it."

"Liz..." Kay clung to her mothers' hand. "Last night was beyond hot, beyond belief" she shuddered remembering. "I want...I want more." Her eyes stared into her mothers' face.

As their food arrived, they leaned back into their seats and waited quietly. As Kay arranged her plate her mother spoke again.

"You know how wrong this is?" Liz asked quietly.

"Which part?" Kay half laughed. "The part where I admit I am having lesbian thoughts for the first time in my life; or the part where I admit I want to suck my incestuous mother until she screams my name."

"Jesus Christ Kay" Liz shuddered at the mental image.

"You said cards on the table" Kay shrugged as she picked up her fork.

Kay saw a sudden fire light in her mothers' eyes as the older woman leaned forward. Oh God what had she started? She wondered.

"OK...young lady" Liz hissed. "I want to masturbate with my dildo until it's covered with in cream" Liz stared into her daughters eyes. "Then I want to shove it, still coated with my juices, so deep into you, and make you cum all over it."

Kay sat stunned and frozen at her mothers' words. She felt a ball of fire literally ignite deep in her belly. Two can play at this game, she thought. Calmly she speared her food with her fork, not looking at the woman across the small table.

"Do you want to drink your daughters cum?" she brought her fork up and stared into her mothers' eyes. "If you do, then you better be willing to feed me yours."." She said softly as she took a bite.

Liz shuddered violently. God, the game was on, she thought. My God, how could the two of them be so alike, she was terrified and thrilled at the same time.

"Then you better be able to smash that incestuous wet pussy on my face baby." She took a bite of her own food.

Both of them could see Kay's hand tremble as she reached out and lifted her glass of tea. The young woman could feel how soaked her panties were as she traded barbs with this woman across her table.

"Before or after I make you suck my clit." Kay whispered, then she took a sip of her tea.

"Oh God" Kay moaned suddenly, her shaky hand replacing the glass

Her hands gripped the edge of the booth table as she felt her belly flip, a tremor running through her body.

"Oh fuck" Kay grunted as her walls tightened on their own.

"You're going to come aren't you?" Liz watched her daughters face flush.

"Yes" Kay gasped as she stared wild eyed at her mother.

Liz leaned forward and laid one hand across her daughters, she could feel her trembling as the surge built. She stared intently, watching; she had never seen a woman orgasm before.

Kay relaxed the one hand, and turning it over, gripped her mother by the wrist. She glanced around the diner and then slowly raised her mothers' hand, bringing it to rest on her full breast.

Liz was shocked at the softness of her daughters' breast through the thin tank top, as Kay brought her hand to rest, her palm resting against a hard nipple. Kay couldn't stop herself as she gently kneaded the pliant flesh.

"Oh shit" Kay grunted as her belly spasmed.

Liz watched her daughters' eyes roll back as her body shuddered. The overwhelming scent of a woman in heat filled the small booth. She knew Kay had to be pumping a lake onto her seat right then. It had to be the most erotic sight she had ever seen.

Kay slowly refocused her eyes and looked at her mother. Even as the after-shocks rumbled through her belly, she could see the flush on her mother's face. She has to be right on the verge herself, she thought.

Acting on instinct, she released her mothers' hand, and slipped her own hand beneath the edge of the table. As her hand rose back out, she knew her mother could see the sheen of wetness on her two fingers.

"Open" Kay whispered as she leaned forward.

Liz didn't even hesitate. Her mouth opened eagerly as the two fingers came forward. Wrapping her lips around those two wet fingers she was instantly assailed by the scent and taste of her daughter. She sucked gently on the two digits.

'Unggmmmpppffff" Liz grunted as her own body spasmed.

Liz continued to suck every drop as her orgasm gently rolled from one end of her body to the other. The sheer intensity startled her as she felt her walls spasm begging to be touched.