Lockdown – Mum’s Story 1

My name is Amy, wife of Simon, daughter of Kate. I have been sexually starved for many years, mainly my fault, until the last few weeks.

About a month or so ago I came downstairs late at night to get a drink from the kitchen when I saw Kate at the laptop with her night shirt off and her large tits fully exposed. I said “Kate, what do you think you are doing?” , and she replied by saying “I am checking my breasts for any lumps”. Being sexually naive for many years I didn’t think anymore of this, especially when she asked me to help her to check for any lumps. I did this, I hadn’t felt any tits for many years, more of this later, but I did notice Kate’s nipples starting to get erect which slightly excited me but I did not say anything. Kate thanked me for helping her and I went to get my drink and back to bed. To say that Kate and I had a difficult relationship was an understatement, she is definitely closer to her Dad.

A couple of weeks later Kate was in her bedroom when I went in to her room to take some clean clothes. She said “Mum, can you show me how to feel properly for any lumps in my breasts”. It seemed a strange request as she had only checked them a couple of weeks ago, but I felt that it is better to be safe so I said “ok, take off your top and bra”. I gave Kate a good feel, all over her breasts. She seemed to be enjoying it rather than checking what I was doing. I hate to say it but I started to get some dampness in my knickers, this hadn’t happened for many years. After I finished Kate said that she should check mine. I said I suppose that it is best to check as well, so I took off my blouse and bra. Looking back now I was extremely quick to do this. I hadn’t exposed my breasts to anyone for many years, not even my husband.

Kate was extremely keen with her hands, rather too keen I felt but I was enjoying it. My dampness was increasing, then all of a sudden I felt a cold feeling on my thigh. It couldn’t have been my sex juices because I was damp but not leaking. The feeling moved further up my thigh then on to my knickers. What was it? I looked down and Patch, our German Shepherd dog, had poked his nose under my skirt and was now licking my knickers. It felt so good and brought back many happy memories of when I was a teenager. This will all be explained in my next story. Despite my enjoyment I was feeling embarrassment especially with Kate feeling my tits, what must she think. I pulled up my skirt so that I could open my legs wider to give Patch better access to my knickers which were now sopping wet through his tongue and my sex juices.