Mom and I in Spain

It was supposed to be a relaxing holiday in Spain for me and my daughter Ann. Just some quality mother-daughter bonding time by the pool and beach. Little did I know, it would turn into so much more than that.

I headed down to the beach one day to work on my tan, leaving Ann at the hotel pool with her nose buried in a book as usual. I came back a few hours later, feeling great and slightly buzzed from all the mojitos I'd had at the beach bar. But I wasn't prepared for the sight that greeted me when I entered our hotel room.

There was Ann, sprawled out on the bed, legs spread wide, frantically rubbing her pussy. And right next to her was a large purple dildo. "Oh my god Ann, what the fuck are you doing?" I screeched, horrified.

"Mom!" she gasped, whipping around to face me. Her face was flushed and she was panting heavily. "I thought you were at the beach! I didn't know you'd be back so soon."

"Clearly," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "What the hell, Ann? What is that thing? And why are you using it on yourself?"

She looked away sheepishly. "I...I was just curious, okay? I've seen some things online and it got me thinking..."

"Thinking about what? Hurting yourself with sex toys?" I shook my head in disbelief. "Jesus Ann, I know you're curious but this is going too far. You're 17, you shouldn't even be looking at porn let alone using dildos on yourself!"

"Well, maybe I just needed a little release," she snapped back, looking annoyed now. "Not all of us are lucky enough to have a husband or boyfriend to satisfy us, you know."

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. She was right, it had been years since I'd been with a man. The divorce had hit me hard and I'd thrown myself into work and raising Ann. Romance had taken a backseat.

"I...I'm sorry honey," I said, my voice softening. "I didn't mean to lash out at you. It's just...a shock seeing you like this. I just want to protect you."

"I know mom," she said, standing up and wrapping her arms around me in a hug. "I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to worry you. It's just...hard sometimes, you know? With no father around, no one to talk to about...these things."

I held her tightly, stroking her hair. She felt so good in my arms, all warm and soft. Suddenly, an image flashed through my mind - Ann, naked and writhing beneath me as I buried my face between her thighs. I shuddered at the thought.

What was wrong with me? I couldn't be thinking about my own daughter that way! Even if she was looking like such a woman now, with her curves and smooth skin and alluring smell...

I pushed the thoughts away and pulled back from our embrace. "Let's just...forget this happened," I said, trying to sound authoritative. "I'll order us some room service and we can have a girls night in, okay? A movie and some chocolate, just like old times."

Ann smiled up at me. "Sounds perfect mom."

But later that night, as we lay in bed together watching a film, I couldn't help but glance over at her sleeping form. She looked so peaceful, so innocent. But deep down, I knew there was more to her than met the eye. The way she had been touching herself so desperately, the hunger in her eyes...it told me she craved more than just a dildo.

My mind raced with forbidden thoughts as I watched her sleep. Thoughts of slipping my hand into her panties, feeling her wetness, tasting her innocence on my tongue...

No, I couldn't think that way! She was my daughter, my little girl. It wasn't right. But as the days passed, I found myself becoming more and more distracted by Ann's body, her scent, her moans of pleasure as she touched herself.

One night, I couldn't take it anymore. I waited until Ann was asleep then climbed into bed with her, pressing my naked body against hers. She stirred in her sleep and I held my breath, waiting for her to wake up.

But she didn't. She just sighed softly and snuggled closer to me, her round ass pressing against my crotch. I couldn't help myself. I reached down and ran my hand over her smooth thigh, feeling the warmth of her skin.

She shifted slightly and I took it as a sign to go further. My hand slid between her legs, feeling the heat radiating from her core. I could feel the dampness of her panties and I almost lost it right there. My fingers toyed with the edge of her panties before slowly slipping underneath.

Ann let out a soft moan in her sleep as I brushed against her bare pussy lips. They were hot and wet, slick with her juices. I couldn't resist. I had to taste her.

Moving down between her legs, I pulled her panties off completely and tossed them aside. Then I spread her thighs apart and brought my face closer to her sweet cunt.

The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils and made my head spin with desire. I had to have her. Leaning in, I ran my tongue along the length of her slit, tasting her for the first time. She was sweet and tangy, the most delicious flavor I'd ever tasted.

Ann squirmed slightly in her sleep but didn't wake up. Emboldened, I delved deeper, burying my tongue inside her tight little hole. I lapped at her folds, sucking on her clit, fucking her with my tongue like a wild animal.

All the while, my own pussy throbbed with need, soaking my panties. But I ignored it, focusing solely on pleasuring my baby girl. I ate her cunt until she was writhing and moaning beneath me, juices gushing onto my chin.

That's when I saw it - the dildo sitting on the bedside table. An idea came to me. Sliding two fingers into Ann's sopping wet cunt, I grabbed the dildo with my free hand and pressed it against her tight little rosebud.

She jolted awake with a gasp as I slowly pushed the head of the dildo into her virgin asshole. "Mom? What are you doing?" she gasped, looking down at me in shock.

I smiled up at her wickedly. "Just having a little fun with you, baby," I purred. "Mommy's going to teach you how to really enjoy yourself."

And with that, I plunged the dildo deep into her ass while continuing to finger fuck her pussy. Ann cried out in ecstasy, a mix of pain and pleasure on her face as I worked her over.

"Fuck mommy," she whimpered, grinding herself against the dildo. "Fuck your daughter's tight holes."

I obliged eagerly, fucking her harder and faster with each thrust. My own cunt clenched with need but I ignored it, too focused on bringing Ann to new heights of pleasure.

After a few minutes, she was thrashing around on the bed, swearing like a sailor as she rode out her intense orgasm. "Oh fuck mommy yes, fuck your daughter's tight little holes! Make me cum on your fingers!"

I obeyed eagerly, pounding away at her sopping wet cunt and ass until she was shaking and twitching with aftershocks. Finally, she collapsed back onto the bed, spent and gasping for breath.

Pulling my dripping fingers from her holes, I brought them to my mouth and sucked them clean, moaning at the taste of both of us mixed together. Ann watched me with half-lidded eyes, panting softly.

"Fuck mommy," she murmured. "That was...incredible. But...you didn't get yours. Let me make you feel good too."

Before I could protest, she had me on my back and was kissing her way down my body. She pushed my panties aside and buried her face between my thighs, licking and sucking at my swollen clit.

I cried out in pleasure as she worked me over with her tongue and fingers, bringing me to a powerful orgasm that left me seeing stars. Ann stayed down there lapping at my cunt until I was spent and quivering.

As we lay there in each other's arms afterwards, basking in the afterglow, I knew there was no going back. We had crossed a line tonight that couldn't be undone.

But I didn't care. Let them judge us. Let them call us freaks and monsters. All I knew was that my daughter made me feel alive in a way no one else ever had.

And I intended to keep fucking her like the dirty little slut she was, consequences be