Between Mother And Daughter
A sequel to Trophy Lioness . This is the first time I wrote a sequel right after the original story, but I just couldn't get these two out of my head!
The morning sun woke Tiffany up before the alarm on her phone had a chance to. She squinted from the light, puzzling about the unfamiliar surroundings before the events from last night came back to her and she realized she was in her mother's room. She turned around and saw that her mother wasn't in bed with her. Even though she still had a while before she had to go to school, she decided to get out of bed and get dressed.
She saw her mother in the kitchen, sitting at the table, wrapped up in a bathrobe and drinking a cup of coffee, obviously waiting for her.
"Hi mom." She said, feeling a blush rise to her cheeks and her heart beat a little faster. She felt... awkward, to say the least, after what happened last night. But underneath the awkwardness and the embarrassment was something else. She was seeing her mother in a different light and found her gaze briefly roaming over the older lioness's body. She noted the little ruffle of creamy fur just beneath her neck, the curve of her breasts visible even under the fluffy robe, and her eyes - the same rich amber as her own - looking at her somewhat bashfully.
"Morning, honey. Have a seat, will you? I think we need to talk about... last night." The lioness spoke softly, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Sure." Tiffany said, helping herself to some coffee and taking a seat opposite her mother. "H-how do you feel?"
"I'm alright. I feel a bit... sore, and more than a little stupid. I've been thinking about what would have happened if you hadn't been there to take me home... I want you to know I'm very grateful for that."
"Y-your welcome." She said and they both smiled a bit at how ridiculous it sounded.
"So... how much did you see?" Farrah asked, suddenly interested in the contents of her coffee cup. She didn't think of herself as a coward, but she couldn't look her daughter in the eyes as she asked that question.
"Uhm... pretty much all of it. When I realized it was you in there I kinda... stayed." Tiffany said, hoping her mother wouldn't be to inquisitive what she was doing snooping around the boy's locker-room in the first place.
"I suppose you want to know why I did it?" she asked, and Tiffany just nodded.
"After I caught your father cheating on me with that girl I felt... old. For the first time in my life. Seems silly now, but hindsight is always perfect. Anyway, I set out to get myself in better shape, and when I realized I was turning heads, it made me feel better about myself. And when younger men noticed me, well..." she said, looking down and smiling nervously.
"I realized I wanted to be with a younger guy, just once. I thought I wanted to prove to myself that I could, that I could make a boy turn down all those pretty young girls to be with me. Looking back, I think I wanted to see if it was that good, being with somebody younger. Worth betraying someone..." she said, her throat tightening on the last part.
"And I'd been lonely since... I suppose I could have just picked one of them, but I didn't want a relationship, and I was worried about breaking hearts." The two lionesses chuckled at that. "So I promised the team that if they won the championship I'd be their prize..."
"Then those assholes should have treated you like one, instead of leaving you when they were done." The words were out of Tiffany's mouth before she could think about them, and she was surprised by how harsh her tone was.
"Don't judge them too harshly. They're just a bunch a boys, they didn't know how to deal with a grown woman throwing herself at them. I'm the one who should have had a plan..." Farrah said. She was touched by her daughter's concern, but the protective note in the younger lioness's words made her heart beat a little faster.
"So, about the... other thing..." Tiffany spoke, trailing off and biting her lip.
"Honey, I regret a lot of things that happened last night, but not what happened between us. We both love each other and yesterday we shared something beautiful." She said, and couldn't help but smile seeing the effect those words had on her daughter, the lioness looking like a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders. She extended her hand across the table and Tiffany did the same. The two lionesses just sat there in a comfortable silence, holding hands and now looking deeply into each other's eyes. They both knew their relationship had changed, and both were excited to explore this new bond between them.
"So, had you ever been with another woman before last night?" Farrah asked, her lip curling slightly and her voice taking on a playful, gossipy tone.
"No. You?" Tiffany asked back with a coy smile.
"Well, there was this cow girl back in college. Heidi was her name. A real farm girl - freckled face, braided blond pigtails, and the most amazing pair of breasts I'd ever seen in my life." The two couldn't resist a giggle at the last part of Farrah's reminiscence.
"Now, being a bovine, Heidi had to milk herself every night with a little pump. She donated it all to a local milk bank. One night her pump broke and she couldn't relieve herself. I actually found her in her room crying quietly from the pain. Well, it was late night by then and you couldn't find those things anywhere near the campus, so I offered to help her out... naturally. It turned out she'd never had her teats sucked, much less by someone that purrs, and she came before I was even finished with the first one." The two lionesses blushed when Farrah had mentioned cumming but this time they didn't break eye contact.
"Well, the whole thing got me pretty worked up and now it was Heidi offering to 'relieve' me. It then became a regular thing, and we would have a 'girl's night in' several times a week."
"So, what did it taste like?" Tiffany said, feeling a bit turned on at the thought of her mother fooling around with a busty cowgirl.
"The best milk I've ever had. Although I have to admit I never tried it out of a glass." Farrah exclaimed and the two shared a laugh. "Although after that first time I only had a little taste after she'd finish pumping herself. I would have felt too guilty drinking up milk meant for needy babies."
"So, you and Heidi...?"
"We kept in touch after college, but never fooled around after that. She moved back to her home town and got married. She's got five kids now, so I guess there's plenty of help on hand if her pump brakes again." Farrah said with a smile.
Tiffany felt like she could spend hours there, just sitting and holding hands with her mother, but she knew she needed to get going.
"Well, I have to get to school..." she said as they both rose. Without saying a word the two felines embraced, more intimately than they had in the past. They held each other tightly, the sound of their purring filling the silent kitchen, as Farrah brought her lips to her daughter's and the two lovers shared a sensuous kiss.
"Have a nice day at school, sweetie." The older lioness said in a motherly tone as the two separated. "And when you come back, we can pick up where we left off..." she continued, this time with a tone and look that were anything but motherly.
*******
It had been the longest school day of Tiffany's life! Well, it was a regular school day, but it seemed longer. After that kiss, and the expression on her mother's face as she sent her off the young lioness was to horny to concentrate on anything, just sitting through class after class, counting the minutes and trying not to rub her thighs together. She wondered briefly if this was like the 'blue-balls' condition she'd heard guys complain about, and wondered what the female equivalent would be. Probably 'blue-ovaries', but it didn't sound quite right. Even her friends had noticed her predicament, teasing her about having a crush and trying to guess who the lucky boy was.
On her way home she was grinning like an idiot, her mind filled with visions of her mother and what she said they'd do once she got back. Her head swam with visions of the older lioness in various scenarios - would she be waiting for her dressed up in sexy lingerie? Or maybe it will be a slinky black dress and a candlelight dinner for two, their first date? Or what if her mom was also as antsy as she was, and was even now waiting at home stark naked and ready to pounce on her?
"Hi sweetie, how was school?" Farrah asked sweetly, dressed in a camisole and a comfortable pair of sweatpants. Even though Tiffany's heart started to beat a bit faster when she finally saw her mother, her mundane ensemble had been a bit of a letdown. Dinner was nice - a seafood stir-fry - and one that they both enjoyed, but not anything special. They chatted as they ate, and when they were done Tiffany offered to help her mom with the dishes, worried that maybe the older lioness had changed her mind about tonight. As she was wiping down the last plate, she felt arms wrap around her waist and gave a little gasp as she felt her mother kiss her neck.
"Want to follow me upstairs?" the older lioness whispered in her daughter's ear and Tiffany just nodded mutely, her heart pounding and her breathing rapid. _Ooh, she's good! _ she thought, realizing her mother had intentionally teased her from the moment she stepped through the door. She felt the other feline take her hand in hers and she almost glided behind her as Farrah made her way upstairs to her room.
Once they were inside she realized her mother had definitely gotten ready for tonight. There was soft music playing in the background, the lights were dimmed, and two candles added to the mood, as well as filling the room with a pleasant smell of jasmine. Her mother closed the door behind her and with a predatory grin almost threw herself at her daughter. The two felines' lips met as they kissed, but unlike the sensuous one they shared before Tiffany left for school, this one was raw and passionate. Hands started to roam as each lioness explored every curve of her lover's body. Realizing they were overdressed, they broke their kiss long enough to help each other disrobe, dropping the discarded garments all around them.
The older lioness took control, leading her daughter to her bed and laying her gently down before climbing in with her. Tiffany looked up at her mother, the older lioness now straddling her hips and looking like a cat who just caught a mouse. Her eyes slid down to her mother's chest, and the sight of Farrah's D-cup breasts squeezed between her arms took her breath away.
"Wha- how do we...?" Tiffany began to ask, realizing that apart from yesterday's shower this was her first time with a woman and she didn't really know what to do next.
"Shh, don't worry sweetie. Just do what feels natural..." Farrah husked in the nervous teen's ear, planting a loving kiss on her lips before proceeding to kiss her neck, and then her collar bone, the young lioness gasping softly every time she felt her mother's lips on her fur. Farrah let her muzzle travel gently lower, burying it in the fluff of fur above her daughter's chest, smiling when the girl shivered as the lioness let out little huffs of air while taking in her daughters scent.
One of her hands traveled along her daughter's side, down the curve of her slim waist and over her hip. When her kisses reached Tiffany's breasts, her hand slid between her legs and ran down her tight and already very wet lips. Tiffany mewled like a kitten when Farrah's lips latched on a nipple and her finger slipped in, probing her depths gently. Her flat belly trembled when her mother's finger curved up slightly, brushing against that special spot inside her while her breast was suckled, a tongue teasingly flicking over her stiff nipple.
While Farrah enjoyed having her daughter writhe under her touch, the sounds coming out of her mouth were making her aware of her own needs. She did a good job of covering up just how horny she really was, but she decided it was time she dropped the act. She slipped her finger from her daughter's quim and released her nipple before swinging a leg over the girl's shoulders.
Tiffany almost whined when her mother released her before the older feline positioned herself so that her rear was pointed at the younger lioness's face. Farrah arched her back and lifted her tail, thrusting her wet pussy towards her daughter's muzzle. Tiffany's nostrils flared and her eyes glazed as she took in her mother's scent and before she knew it her hands were on her mother's hips and her tongue was sliding across those slightly parted lips. She heard her mother let out a long moan and moaned in response as she felt a tongue run across her own slit.
The room was soon filled with the sounds of the two amorous felines, the aroma of the candles now buried under the smell of female musk. The two moaned into each other's crotches, tongues pushing deep into honeypots as mother and daughter made love. Tiffany was lost in the sensation of the experienced lioness's tongue squirming inside her, those full breasts pressed against her abdomen and her vision eclipsed by her mother's firm round rear. She gently rubbed and squeezed her cheeks as she drove her own tongue as deep as she could inside her mother. As she probed deeper, she started to taste something apart from the lioness's juices and she realized what it was. Some of the cum her mother had taken last night was still leaking slightly from her womb as her pussy was being eaten out. Tiffany found herself redoubling her efforts, instinct driving her to erase the scent of the lioness's previous lovers.
Ooh, she's good! Farrah thought as she felt her daughter spread her lips apart with her fingers and almost push her muzzle inside her. The mature lioness had been worried about tonight, since she still felt sore all day from last night's ordeal. Thankfully her concerns were unfounded, her aches and pains melting away under her new lover's touch. More than that, in fact, as the lioness felt her stomach tighten and her climax approach. Wanting more than anything to come at the same time as her daughter, the feline decided to try a trick that had always worked on her. Withdrawing her tongue she quickly closed her lips around her daughter's clit and started to flick her tongue rapidly across the sensitive little nub. The trick apparently worked, and she felt more than heard the other lioness squeal into her muff. She let herself go and gushed over the teen's muzzle, a mere moment before she felt the younger feline twitch underneath her and a squirt of her juices hit her nose.
Once she'd come down, the lioness got of her daughter and lay beside her. Seeing the young lioness's drenched muzzle, she began to lick her own juices off it and Tiffany couldn't help but giggle as her mother diligently cleaned the mess she made. When she was done, the other feline kissed her again, slipping her tongue in as the two lionesses tasted their own honey in their lover's mouth.
"You up for more?" Farrah whispered in her daughter's ear, nibbling on it lightly as she did.
"Uh-huh..." Tiffany breathed out, trying to catch her breath while her mother teased her.
"Good!" Farrah purred as she turned around and reached into her nightstand. When she withdrew her hand her daughter's eyes shot wide open at the sight of the 20" long silicone rod in her mother's hand. "I've been shopping while you were at school and picked up a little toy the two of us could share..." she continued, pushing the definition of the word 'little'.
"So how does...this... work?" Tiffany asked, looking very innocent who still had some of her mother's honey on her face.
"Just lay back on the pillows and spread your legs wide."
Tiffany did as her mother asked. Spreading her legs wasn't uncomfortable since she was a cheerleader and in a second her legs were wide open, her wet little flower on full display. Since both of them were dripping wet, Farrah decided to skip the lube, bending over her daughter's mound and slipping the blunt head between her lips. Tiffany gave a cute little groan as the tip of the silicone shaft pushed and then slipped inside her, her mother rubbing her clit gently as she slowly pushed more and more of the toy inside her. She stopped when she got about six inches inside, taking a second to savor the view of the young lioness's lips wrapped around the toy.
Farrah then positioned herself so that her knees were hooked around her daughter's thighs. She leaned back, supporting herself with one hand as her other shoved the opposite end of the toy in her own pussy. After last night, her cunny easily swallowed the toy and she stopped when there was about a third of the rod still bare between them.
She reached out with her hand and Tiffany gripped it in hers, their fingers interlocking as the mature lioness started to nudge her hips forward, both of them moaning as the toy shifted inside them. Farrah soon settled into a steady rhythm, humping into the rod connecting them, and soon both felines were moaning loudly as the double ended dildo slid in and out of their pussies.
Apart from the sensation of something firm and long filling them, the position gave mother and daughter a chance to look at each other as they mated. Their expressions were mirrored - the eyes lidded, lips parted as they panted and moaned and ears flipped back against their heads. Farrah's tail lashed behind her as her hips pumped, her heavy breasts bouncing with every thrust. She hadn't felt like this in a long time, having wild, passionate sex with someone she loved deeply, and knowing they loved her just as much.
For her part, Tiffany found herself enraptured by the sight of her mother bucking into her. Overwhelmed by the sheer sexual energy of her mother was displaying, she couldn't understand how somebody could be with this woman and still not appreciate her. Her father, the jocks in the locker-room, all of them had let a veritable goddess slip through their hands. She felt like she was in heaven, lost in this perfect moment of love and lust.
The two were getting close to another orgasm, panting and gasping from both arousal and exertion, the toy between them now slick with their combined juices. They each needed just a little more to make them cum, and in a fit of inspiration Tiffany reached out with one hand and grasped the exposed part of the toy. Getting a good grip on the slick shaft, she started to pump it rapidly, jerking it in and out of their pussies. Farrah had stopped humping, and just stood still, letting the dildo slide in and out of her wet folds. When she saw her mother bite her lower lip and her pussy twitch, Tiffany realized she'd made her cum and had her own climax, groaning as her muscles clamped and squeezed on the toy.
Gathering the last of her strength, Farrah pushed herself forward, landing on her daughter with a slight 'oof', the shaft connecting them still inside and now bent into a 'U' shape.
"I love you, mom." Tiffany husked, lidded eyes meeting her mother's.
"I love you too, honey." Farrah replied, meaning every word.
As their lips met, the two felines started to purr, filling the room with the sound of their satisfaction, the vibrations traveling between them through the toy still buried in their muffs. They spent a while like that, their breasts pressed together, their lips locked in one long kiss.
They had no idea how much time had passed, both felines having ridden out a couple of small orgasms while making out, but eventually they broke their kiss and Farrah got off her daughter. The toy left her cunny with a wet, slurping sound, and once she withdrew it from Tiffany she turned it around and each lioness proceeded to lick the other's juices off the shaft, before doing the same to each other's slits. The two then went to sleep, Farrah spooning her daughter, the air in the room filled with the smell of jasmine and their lovemaking.
*******
Terry sat at his coffee table and flicked through the envelopes. It was mostly the usual - bills and bank statements - until he opened one envelope and almost choked on a sip of coffee. It was surprising enough to get an honest-to-goodness Christmas card these days, but what was on it was even more surprising. It was a fairly tasteful, if a bit cheeky, nude of two lionesses kissing under the mistletoe. It showed the side view of the two, both felines looking up at the camera one of them was holding, the older woman's large breasts pressed against the other's smaller pair. The picture cut of at their waists, but captured the faint curve of a smile on both his ex-wife's and his daughter's muzzle. The inside of the card read:
To Terry,
I've finally found it in my heart to forgive you, now that I've personally discovered how impossible it is to resist a beautiful young lioness! Sorry, no hugs and kisses. As you can see, we're saving those for each other.
Merry Christmas from Farrah and Tiffany!