A Mother's Job

It was Summer, so the Roberts family was relaxing at their coastal beach house, soaking up the sun. Clair stretched out on a big beach chair and watched her 16 year-old daughter Lilly frolicking in the waves. Clair was 35, but she seemed younger, not that she looked younger, but she oozed with the playfulness and vivacity of a woman half her age. Of course, Clair's secret source of energy wasn't some sort of a miracle diet or a workout regime, it was her sexuality. Clair was a slut, and she always had been. Though she'd been married for years, her age had not toned down her sex drive. She lay on the chair in her bikini. A size too small, the tiny top strained against her C cup breasts, holding them up firmly. Her tight pink bottoms clung to her ass, and slid down low, exposing almost half of her shaved pubic area. She felt her bikini pushing into her vag, forming a cameltoe, and she reveled in the feeling of the tight fabric pushing against her bare skin. Then she took a look at Lilly. Yakacık escort bayan This was the first time she had seen her daughter in her bikini since she had gone through puberty. Lilly was something of a prude, perhaps in some sort of strange rebellion to her mother's sluttiness, and always wore long sleeved shirts and long pants. But now, Clair could clearly see that she had a different reason for dressing like that. Lilly was hairy, her legs were hairy, her pits were hairy, and Clair could see that her muff was hairy too, the pubes were almost poking out of her bottoms, and pushing on the front of her bikini. Clair recoiled in disgust. She hated hair, and had always been clean shaven. She didn't even know what she looked like with a bush, and she didn't care to know either. That night, after dinner, Clair called Lilly over to her, and told her to meet her in the bathroom. "Lilly," she said softly "I'm afraid I've disappointed you, I've Escort Atalar failed in my job as a mother." "What?" Lily said, surprised "you're a great mom, mom." "No, I've failed to do one of the most important things a mother should do for her daughter- teach her how to shave." "But I don't want to shave mom, its a lot of work and I feel fine with the hair." Clair couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Alright young lady. If you don't want to shave, that's fine, but I am going to shave you. I don't want to have to look at that unsightly hair again while we're at this beach. Now take off your shirt and your pants. Lilly complied, unzipping her tight jeans and slipping her blouse over her head. Clair stepped back to admire her daughter. She was the picture of blossoming womanhood, with her mother's dirty-blonde hair, a slender curvaceous body and beautiful B-cup breasts. The only thing that marred her was the hair, brown and filthy looking, poking Kadıköy escort out from under her arms and covering her legs. Something had to be done. With an almost religious fury, Clair reached into the shower and pulled out shaving cream and a razor. She started with the underarms, trimming away the hair and then swiping the razor viciously over her armpits in all directions, removing each hair meticulously. Then she swiftly coated her daugher's legs in the soft white foam. Then she filled a basin with water, took out the razor and began to shave. As each strand of hair was slashed off, she began to uncover the beauty of her daughter's long legs.She shaved the lower legs first, then moved on to shave up the thighs. As she moved up her daughters legs, her razor teased ever closer to Lilly's soft flowery panties, which barely covered her bush. She at last moved into the inner thigh, and she came so close with the razor she was almost under her daughter's underwear. Could she do it? Did she dare? Lilly was already looking uncomfortable. No. It's too risky. But then Clair dived in anyway. She grabbed at her daughter's panties hungrily. "Arg, mom! What are you doing?" "There's still more I have to shave." "Mom, that's disgusting!" "No, what's disgusting is you not taking care of.