Like the Old Times

Jasmine had just returned home from college to stay with her mom and sister, Lily for the summer.

Jasmine was 20, had medium length, black, wavy hair. She was average in weight, about 120 lbs. and was a little short, at 5'2". Her breasts were the perfect size of 34 C. She had dark tanned skin, and beautiful light brown eyes.

Despite her good appearances, Jasmine had had a very stressful semester. She struggled to keep up in her classes with her professors, she was busily working for the newspaper, and to top it all off her boyfriend dumped her at the start of the semester and she had no love or no sex during all that time.

The second day at her mom's house, she plopped down on the couch next to Lily and her mom. She sighed heavily and rubbed her face.

"What's wrong?" Her mom asked, concerned.

"Mom, university is SO stressful. I had NO IDEA that it was going to be this much work."

"I know hon, but all the work pays off, trust me. You'll be thanking your 20-year-old self, 10 years from now when you have a successful job as a journalist, a wonderful husband who loves you, and maybe even a kid of your own."

"I don't know, mom. Maybe I should have just gone to Harvard and been a lawyer, like Alyssa. At lease then I'd have my best friend with me. Everyone seems to set out to be a journalist, and not even half of them make it."

"But you CAN make it, if you really try, and you work hard and believe in yourself." Her mom hugged her.

"Mom, I'm just so stressed and tired of school. I'm so glad to be home, but I still have to deal with the fact that Jake isn't in my life, anymore."

"If he couldn't realize what a wonderful girl you were, then maybe he didn't deserve you to begin with. I've got an idea, though! How about we go shopping like the old times? You know, when you used to actually live here? It will be my treat!" Her mom winked at her and gave her a smug smile after she said it. Jasmine knew exactly what she meant.

"Okay, mom, sounds great! I need some new clothes, anyway. The college life definitely isn't cheap. Lily, will you be okay just staying here by yourself?" Jasmine smiled and looked at her sister.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm 18, you know. You and mom should go out and have your fun. I know how you are, Jasmine. You just loooove to shop."

"Yes, we'll have our fun, now. We'll be back in a few hours!" Jasmine said, as her mom grabbed her car keys and they headed out the door.

As soon as they got to the mall, Jasmine went into her favorite store, Vanity. Her and her mom used to go there all the time. It was perfect. They had cute and sexy fashions and it was never busy, there was always a lot of privacy.

Jasmine headed for the sales rack. She grabbed a pair of pink plaid shorts and a plain, pink halter top. She walked over to the fitting room and motioned for her mom to go in with her.

Her mom watched as Jasmine slowly pulled down her jeans in a strip tease way. She pulled off her tank top and threw it on the ground. She licked her lips and pulled her toward her.

Jasmine and her mom had kept their secret sexual rendevouz to themselves since Jasmine was about 17. She wasn't sure exactly what started them. She just knew that her mom always wanted sex and always chose to do it with Jasmine. She didn't get sex much ever since her dad had died. Jasmine always provided it for her and always loved it. Whenever she got out of a relationship, her mom was always the one to turn to. They'd go off "shopping" together for hours and hours. No one else knew about it, not even her sister.

Jasmine started kissing her mom's soft, puffy lips. Her mom wrapped her arms around her daughter's back and undid her bra. As Jasmine's naked breasts were being sucked on and nibbled by her mom's mouth, she thought about her mom's own sexy body.

Her mom was 35, but it didn't show. She had dark brown eyes, short black hair, and a slightly less tanned body than her own. She was around the same height of 5'2" and weighed only a little bit more at 130 lbs. Her breasts were a nice and tender size of 36 D. She hardly had any wrinkles.

It was hard to have sex with her at first. Jasmine never even dreamed of having sex with another woman, especially an older one. That is, until she saw Holly Hunter in Thirteen. She had an infatuation with older women from then on. She'd look up lesbian porn with older and younger women and masturbate to it. It was the best material to masturbate to she ever had.

Then she didn't have to just masturbate to it, one day. Her mom showed her just how good it was, as it looked in the pornos.

"Take off your clothes, mom. Pleaase!" Jasmine begged.

"Okay hon, but you have to take off your thong, first."

Jasmine removed her thong, revealing her shaved pussy, with just a thin landing strip on it. She also kicked off her heels.

Jasmine watched, her pussy getting wetter, as her mom removed her jeans, her t-shirt, her bra, and her g-string. She left her heels on, though.

Her mom moved close to Jasmine and straddled her lap. She kissed Jasmine's neck and rubbed her nipples between her fingers.

"Mmm, I've missed your body so much, Jas." Her mom whispered in her ear.

Jasmine moved her hand down her mom's back, slowly. she shoved two fingers in her mom's pussy from behind.

"Ooh, Jas. That feels so good. Come on, shove them in harder. Oh, god." Her mom moaned.

Her mom began to move in opposite directions of her daughter's fingers. It felt so good to be penetrated with her long fingers. Just when she was about to cum, she hopped off of Jasmine's lap and stood up, her pussy in front of her daughter's face.

"Lick me, Jas. Eat me clean, please. I miss your tounge, you always got me off the best."

"But mom... What about me?"

"Just do it, Jas! Please! You'll get your turn, I promise."

Jasmine stared at her mom's pussy and her mom grabbed her head and shoved it into her soft, wet pussy.

"Mmm, mom..." Her voice was muffled between her mom's thighs. She began to lick her clit and suck it. She shoved her two fingers back in her mom's pussy.

"Oooh, Jas. God, yes. Mmm, you make it feel so good. Yess, taste my pussy! Taste it!"

Jasmine sucked up her mom's juices. Mmm, they were so sweet and salty. She loved it. It made her nipples hard and her clit much harder. She pulled back her head and laid on the ground.

"Jasmine, what are you doing!? I was getting off, why'd you stop?"

"Mom, sit on my face. Pleaaase, sit on my face. I REALLY want your pussy in my mouth from the top."

Her mom squatted above her face. She put her pussy to her daughter's lips and Jasmine began to lap up her juices again. Her mom grabbed the back of her head and started rocking her hips back and forth as her daugher continued to lick her clit.

"Ooooh, Jas! Oooh, god. It feels SO good, oh my god! Oooh." She moaned. She exploded, her cum squirted everywhere on Jasmine's face. Jasmine sucked up the most she could and let the rest go all over her face.

"Mmm, mom... You taste even better than I remembered."

"Sit down, Jasmine. It's my turn to taste YOU."

Jasmine sat down and her mom started to suck her nipples, slowly circling her tounge around them as she sucked them. She slowly kissed down her body, until she reached her pussy.

She shoved her face in between her thighs and sucked her clit as hard as she could. Jasmine loved it that way.

"Oooh, mom! Mom, ooooh!" Jasmine moaned loud and fast.

She heard a sales clerk outside of the door and considered being more quiet, but she didn't care. All she could concentrate on was the pleasure waves she was getting from her mom.

Her mom licked her clit hard and soon enough, Jasmine's pussy gushed inside her mom's mouth. Her mom sucked it up, making sure to suck her clit so that Jasmine moaned even louder and made her legs twitch.

"Oooh mom, thank-you. I needed that so badly. That was great."

Her mom kissed the top of her head. "No problem, sweetie. I could tell it's been a while, you came quite a bit."

Jasmine put her put her bra and thong back on and tried on her new clothes. Her mom put her own clothes back on and stepped out of the dressing room. When she did, she saw a young girl who looked like she was in her teens, squatting on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Jasmine's mom asked.

"Uh, nothing... Sorry. I'm just here to take clothes back to their shelves." The girl said shakily, as she stood up fast.

"Well, if you need any help for anything... Anything at all... I could help you." Jasmine's mom smiled devilishly.

"That's alright. I think... I think I'm okay." The girl turned and walked away, embarrassed.

Jasmine brought her stuff to the counter and her mom paid for it, smiling at the sales clerk knowingly. It was the same one she saw on the dressing room floor.

Jasmine's mom gave her a card with her number on it.

"You're an attractive young lady. I really enjoyed your assistance. Please, call me sometime. I'm interested in getting to know you."

Jasmine had no clue what the exchange was about, as the sales clerk took the card, turning red. But she didn't care. She was finally home for the summer and she could finally relax.