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“Little Wing…” Benezia coos as she strokes her daughter’s cheek. “Little Wing…”
Liara softly gasps as Benezia kisses her. The paint of her dark lips lightly smears against the corners of Liara’s mouth. Her kiss is chaste and tender. Then she plants another and another. Soon, their kiss deepens, and Liara feels a tongue probe at her lips. Her mother licks her before gently pushing her tongue into her receptive daughter’s mouth.
Liara breaks the kiss with a gasp, “Mother… I cannot believe we are doing this…”
“Easy, dear,” Benezia smiles. “Do not overthink matters. Just let your body and mind guide you.”
As Benezia looks down into her eyes, Liara is painfully aware of the effect the matriarch has on her. One of Benezia’s soft hands glides to her back and pulls their bodies together, and the other rests on the side of Liara’s head. The asari scientist tries not to think of the sizable cleavage pressing against her collar bone. Instead, she focuses on her mother’s warm breath.
Then, Benezia’s fingers find the clasp of Liara’s coat, popping the article free and quickly sliding it down her shoulders. Liara aids her mother by unzipping the body suit underneath. Soon, Liara’s breasts are exposed to the matriarch. The scientist blushes, having not been bare before her mother in countless decades.
Benezia strokes her naked breasts, “Impressive, Little Wing.”
“They are not nearly as big as yours, Mother.”
Benezia leans forward and gives her collar a kiss, “They are still large in their own right. And no less beautiful.”
“Mother, I-!” Liara gasps as Benezia cuts her off with a playful pinch of her nipple.
“Oh?” the matriarch smirks. “Does that feel good?”
“Y-yes, I… ohh…”
Benezia chuckles as her hand slides down to Liara’s waist to finish peeling off the body suit, “Thank you for agreeing to this, Liara. I know it’s a great deal of responsibility.”
Liara struggles to keep her composure as her mother exposes her cunt, “O-of course, Mother. You are a well respected member of both the asari and the galactic community. Producing your child is the least I could do.”
Benezia frowns, “I truly appreciate your intent on carrying my child, Liara. The process alone is arduous and painful, but others will have questions about the father. You will-”
Liara kisses Benezia, “I chose this, Mother. Because I love you. Always remember that.”
Benezia smiles against her lips, “And always remember that I love you, Little Wing.”
Her mother’s voice is sultry as her fingers ease into Liara’s cunt. The scientist gasps again as her elder takes her virginity. The fingers are slow, loving, and graceful — just like Benezia. She melts into her mother’s kisses as she feels two fingers slowly stroke her passage. Soon, she finds herself lightly grinding her hips against her mother’s hand.
After some time, Benezia pulls back. Liara whimpers at the loss of the stimulus. And she blushes madly when she sees her own arousal coating her mother’s fingers. Her breath is then stolen as Benezia begins to strip, her matronly figure slowly being revealed to her daughter. Despite her age, the matriarch’s body sends a surge of lust through Liara.
First, her large breasts flop free. Though they sag with age, their size is no less impressive. And soon, her perfect cunt is in full view of the younger asari. As Benezia closes the distance between the two, Liara notes the barely visible age spots peppering her mature body.
“Let us finish this on the bed,” Benezia smiles.
Liara can only nod as need overwhelms her mind. Her mother teasingly pushes her back until Liara falls to the matriarch’s rather ornate bed. Then, the older woman straddles her lap and grabs her hands, bringing Liara’s grip to her heavy tits.
“Go ahead, dear,” she grins. “You’ve done nothing but stare at my chest since you were a child. It’s high time you indulged.”
“Mother, I…” Liara’s protest quickly trails off as she fondles her mother’s breasts.
Her flesh is soft and gives to the touch. Each breast is easily more than her hands can fit, and soon she focuses on each nipple. Her mother moans for dramatic effect as she teases the dark blue nubs. Liara then finds herself kissing the chest that nursed her as an infant. The sensation of her mother’s nipple under her lips electrifies her. Benezia lets her daughter lick and kiss at her chest for a few more minutes before gently nudging her head back.
“Alright, dear. Are you ready to begin properly?” Benezia asks.
“Yes, Mother.”
Benezia gives her daughter one last kiss before taking things further. Two of her fingers once again probe Liara’s wet cunt, and her thumb finds the young woman’s clit. Liara nearly screams as Benezia steadies her head with her free hand. Her deft fingers caress over her cheeks before beginning their true union.
Both women’s eyes turn black as Benezia probes her daughter both mentally and physically. Liara feels their nervous systems touching while the matriarch’s fingers stimulate her desperate nethers. Liara feels the fingers deep within her, yet she also feels the act of fingering through her mother’s eyes. Her mother’s love and pride fills her own heart. Then memories flash. Images of warm childhood days. The sweet perfume her mother used to wear back then. Herself but younger.
Likewise, Benezia gasps as she feels her own daughter’s carnal pleasure. Then she sees the world through Liara’s eyes — and innocence she hasn’t felt in so long. Then, she feels Liara’s lust. A childhood crush on her own mother, and the nights she spent touching herself to the thought of the very activity they’re now embracing.
Their minds center in on their love and lust for each other. Liara’s impending climax resonates through both their cores as Benezia begins fingering her daughter with greater ferocity. The intensity and sheer compatibility of their meld amplifies the experience; Benezia moans as the sensation of fingering her daughter begins to feel more and more like being fingered.
The matriarch feels their climax approaching as their psyches are set aflame. Liara squirms against her as they reach their crescendo. Benezia feels her daughter’s cunt spasm around her fingers as they both release. Their orgasm ignites through their nervous systems as they complete their first union on every level: carnal, spiritual, and emotional.
Liara cries out as her first climax surges, then wanes. She feels her own mother’s genes begin to replicate biotically within her. The idea is being made fact; she comes to grips with the reality that she is truly going to carry her own mother’s child.
“Goddess…” Benezia huffs out. “It’s been so long since I’ve joined with another asari. I’d forgotten just how intense such unions were.”
“Mother, that was… I am… I have no words,” Liara stutters. “That was wonderful.”
Benezia smirks, “It was, dear.” She pushes Liara onto her back, “But do not assume that I am done with you.” She then climbs forward until her perfectly aged cunt hovers over Liara’s lips, “It is your responsibility to pay me back, Little Wing.”