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But until I started reading these stories, the thought of making it with another woman was king of gross. But now most nights I masturbated myself to sleep thinking about women having sex with each other. My daughter Jenni was the light of my life. She was 18 and a pretty, cute bubbly blonde, with hair almost all the way down her back and a gorgeous smile. She was in good shape, with a nice round rear end, tight stomach and cute perky, barely a B-cup boobs. Anyway, it was a Friday night and it was very stormy. My daughter had gotten home about an hour ago form a party and was in bed.

I think she was a little tipsy, but hey, kids will be kids and since she was basically a good kid, if she had a drink or two what the hell. I had a few glasses of wine myself and had just gotten done reading several very sexy stories online. I was drunk and horny. I took off my clothes and climbed under my covers and started fingering myself, thinking about the story I had just read about the middle aged woman seducing the sweet young girl. As my fingers danced across my clit and I pinched my nipples, I got closer and closer to orgasming.

The next thing I know, I heard a knock on the door. I froze and waited. Next I heard the door start to open and another knock. This storm is freaking me out. Can I sleep with you for awhile? I usually liked to cuddle and comfort her during storms, except this time I was naked and horny and needing a release.

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Let me change first. I'm naked because I was feeling so hot. A hot flash I guess. I do it too some times when it's warm. Don't leave me here alone. We lay in bed together and as a flash of lighting and a clap of thunder, Jenni jumped and grabbed me in a hug. We stayed that way for awhile and she fell asleep hugging me.

Usually this is a pleasant feeling, but her arm was pressing on my boob and stimulating my nipple, I couldn't calm down from my horniness. Every time I tried to more to make the situation better, it just got worse and my nipples were now hard as rocks, and my thighs and pubic hair were sopping wet. After 10 minutes of this torture, she turned over and turned her back to me. I dozed off for a few minutes and woke up spooning against her, with my arm across her. What woke me up was Jenni grinding her rear into my crotch. She was still asleep but as she squirmed, her cute rear end was rubbing against my clit and driving me crazy.

Every time I tried to move my crotch away from her, she just pushed back and spooned in tighter. She was getting me so hot I couldn't take it. Next she turned slightly and grabbed my hand and held it tight to her chest, I was wondering what to think when I heard soft little baby snores coming from her.

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I held still for awhile and then tried to extricate myself from this trap. However, as I tried to move, my hand landed on her nipple, she clasped my hand tighter to her and her nipple started to get hard. She moaned and I froze again. I didn't think my daughter was a prude or even still a virgin, but hearing her encourage what she thought was her boyfriend to feel her up was a little startling.

It wasn't unusual for her to talk in her sleep, she had been doing since she was a child, and I'd even caught her sleepwalking a few times. As her cute, puffy pink nipple expanded and hardened under my hand, she moaned some more "mmmmm more, Bobby" and squeezed my hand tighter to her breast. Here I was, drunk, horny as hell, on the verge of orgasm for the past hour, feeling a girl's boob — my daughter's yet. The next thing I know, I was fingering her nipple, tweaking it and pulling it and rubbing my thumb over it.

And now Jenni was snoring again! Okay, my daughter is asleep, she sleeps like a rock, she thinks she's cuddling with her boyfriend and has asked me to rub her tits. My daughter! My mind was spinning.

I was a buzzed, horny as hell and God, did I need to come! The next thing I know, I was nuzzling her neck and I started to nibble on her neck. I slowly took my hand off her boob and reached down to the bottom of her over-sized t-shirt. It had ridden up to her hip and I reached under and slid slowly up to her boob. Now my hand was on her warm, soft skin.


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Her nipple felt hard as a rock. I started pulling it again, and rolling it between my fingers.

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I am allowed to admit that I still missed my other babies even though I have my rainbow. We are allowed all of this, because even though rainbow babies are painted in an idealized, glowy, romanticized way, for moms who have experienced loss the reality can be a little different. Because when I look at it, I am reminded that I made it. I look at that image, and despite the Instagram-perfect scene with the field and flowing dress, I remember how hard it really was.

I look at that image of a woman trying so hard to be happy and serene and lit up with magic, and I remember that the hard parts, invisible as they may be to others, can be beautiful too. Chaunie Brusie is a writer in Michigan covering parenting, health, and finances. Follow her chauniebrusie.

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