Shouldn't Dad Do That??

Chanel Preston strolls into her bedroom, door clicking shut. "Oof, what a fucking day… need to blow off some steam," she mutters, lip caught between her teeth as she peels her clothes off. She drops onto the bed, hand already slipping between her legs, rubbing slow circles around her swollen clit. A moment later the door swings open without a knock. Autumn’s mouth is open, ready to speak, but she freezes mid-step when she sees her mom knuckles-deep, eyes squeezed shut. She just stares—awkward, fascinated—silent. Chanel’s lids flutter. Her gaze locks onto Autumn. "Shit." She yanks her hand away, cheeks going red. Autumn spins to bolt, but Chanel catches her wrist. "Hey, easy. Don’t freak out. Come here." Autumn sinks onto the edge of the mattress, knees bouncing. "Why were you... I mean, isn’t that what Dad’s supposed to do for you?" Chanel snorts softly. "He’s great, but a girl sometimes needs a date with herself." "Alone? I thought—" Autumn flushes deeper. "I figured it always took two people." Chanel raises an eyebrow. "Never tried rubbing one out? Not even once?" Autumn shakes her head quick. "My boyfriend will handle all that when we’re ready." Chanel’s mouth curves, a dirty little grin forming. "How about I walk you through it?" "Are you crazy?" Autumn squeaks, but her pupils flare wider. "Nothing to worry about," Chanel purrs. "I’m right here." She waits a beat, watching Autumn’s curiosity win. The girl nods, shy, already breathing quicker. Autumn scoots up the bed, feet sliding apart. Fingers drift to her slit, still tentative, slick heat meeting each tentative stroke. Chanel leans close. "Just like that—press softer there, circle more, now speed up a little… perfect." Moans tumble out before Autumn can bite them back. Her legs tense, pussy shining, clit puffed under every pass. Chanel’s breathing thickens; nipples stiffen. She slips a hand between her own thighs again, dragging wetness up and down. Autumn’s gaze flicks to it, eyes wild. Chanel cups her cheek, thumb at the corner of her mouth. "You feel it now, don’t you?" Autumn gives a shaky nod. "Good. Now Mom’s gonna show you just how sweet another woman’s fingers feel."