Going Nova - S01 E39

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Going Nova - S01 E39

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 39

Hazel carried her daughter out of the den, barely paying mind to her husband with young Elsie on his lap. She was through watching the silly movie they had chosen and now only wanted to bond with her child. Brie was light and slack in her arms and her daughter’s body was hot and damp against her bare breasts.

Brie’s heart beat in an anticipation she didn’t quite understand. She felt as though something grand was in store for her upstairs, but she wasn’t sure what. All she knew for sure was that she was going to get more of that strange syrup. She was already woozy from cuddling her mother on the chair, and watching her father massaging her friend felt salacious. Brie was very turned on and she knew that she would have to masturbate again soon to satisfy her super-orgasmic condition, but for now, it felt right just to be close to her mother.

They climbed the stairs to the second floor and went to Brie’s room where Hazel laid her daughter on top of the bed and rummaged in the nightstand drawer. She pulled out the bottle of medicine and produced the syringe. Brie sat up and watched as her mom inserted the plastic tool into the bottle and pulled back on the plunger, her eyes fixed upon the growing shaft of milky fluid within. Hazel pulled it out and a drop leaked from the tip and slid down the side of the bottle, a slick pearl streaking the glass. She turned to her daughter and said, “Alright, open wide, Brie baby.”

Brie threw herself back on the bed and whimpered, “Mommy, I don’t want to drink it.”

“Honey, isn’t this what we came up here for? I thought this was what you wanted.”

“I— I do want it…” Brie hesitated before continuing, “but I want to play with it.”

“Play with it? Won’t it go to waste?”

Brie hesitated, “I don’t know, but Mommy, I think it will help. Yesterday, you said to listen to my body, and my body is saying to put the medicine on me.”

Brie looked up at her mother with puppy dog eyes and Hazel caressed the girl’s face. She was willing to entertain her daughter’s newfound sexual urges as long as she was doing so safely. She wanted her child to get the most of it. “You’re right honey. I want to do whatever will make you happy.”

“Can… can I play with it on my chest?” The request sounded scandalous in Brie’s head, and even almost silly. She held her breath in anticipation.

Hazel gazed at her daughter for only a moment more before finally acquiescing. “Okay honey, if you think that will make you feel better.” Brie stared, entranced at the syringe, and licked her lips and nodded. “Alright, let’s take off your top and you can lay back.” Hazel clenched the syringe in her teeth and, with both hands, reached over and slipped her fingers under her daughter’s flounce top. She tugged upwards and pulled the bikini over Brie’s head, leaving the girl to flop lazily back onto the bed, her nipples greeting the open air.

Brie rubbed her fingers over them and took in a sharp breath. Each digit felt like lighting as it caressed over the stiff points on her budding breasts. The feeling coursed deep into her lungs and spread down to her honey pot. She moaned softly, enjoying the pleasures of her own body.

Hazel hovered over her, syringe in hand. “Okay, here it comes, baby.” She slowly pushed the plunger in.

Brie watched as a blob of syrup oozed out and dangled at the end of a long, viscous strand. It glided through the air until at last it made contact with her naked chest. It was startlingly cool, and she flinched slightly, but it quickly warmed in contact with her hot skin. Slowly and deliberately, her mother traced the fluid from one nipple, across her scant cleavage, to the other, and back once again until the syringe was empty. Brie’s breath grew ragged as she reached up to touch the stuff. She slid her finger into it and marveled at it. It was silky, almost impossibly slippery, yet somehow it was sticky, clinging to her fingers. She sighed in ecstasy.

“How is it, baby?” Hazel asked, laying down next to her.

“It’s good,” was all Brie could think to say. As her mom laid against her, she rubbed the fluid around her chest, working it in with her fingers, like it was a lotion. She felt it having an effect on her. The electric feelings in her chest grew especially intense as she nestled into the warmth of her mom’s body. She wondered if she was going to cum from this feeling alone. As the essence began to absorb into her flesh, Hazel’s words once again cut through the fog.

“Is it helping, baby? Do you need some more?”

Brie didn’t need to be asked twice. “More.”

Hazel reached for the medicine bottle. As she brought it near, she fumbled it on the slick streak that had spilled down the side and lost her grip. The glass bottle slipped from her fingers and bounced off of her bare tits and rolled onto her stomach. The whole way, it spilled its contents all down the woman’s body, all over her skin. “Oh shit!” she cried out, quickly righting it and returning it back to the night stand. But it was too late. The bottle was practically empty by the time she saved it.

Brie was startled by her mother’s sudden moves and her eyes snapped open with stark clarity. Putting her playtime out of her mind, she leaned up on her elbows and took stock of the situation. Her mother was now covered in the gluey medicine she was supposed to drink. Streaks of it rolled down the mounds of her mother’s breasts, slid off her torso onto the bed, and puddled in her belly button.

Hazel covered her eyes and laughed in embarrassment. “Oh no! What do we do now?”

As Brie considered the question, the only thing she could focus on was how to make the most of all the sticky fluid. “I need it,” she said.

“I’m sorry honey, the only way now is to get it off of me. I don’t think we’ll be able to get it back into the bottle at this point.”

Brie flicked her eyes across her mother’s topless body, feeling a desperation to not let any of the medicine go to waste. She reached out her hand, scooping up some of the fluid with her fingers, and brought it to her mouth. She savored the flavor. Again she did it, this time cupping her hand against her mother’s body and scraping up a small amount that formed a puddle in her palm. She slurped it up greedily and a small amount dribbled down her chin, which she tried to catch with the back of her tongue.

Down below, she felt her vagina begin to throb. She found the wet patch forming in the crotch of her pants cool and distracting. Barely aware that her mother was watching her intently, she slid the elastic band down over her ass to allow her juices to drip freely onto the bed, then kicked off her pants. She turned her attention back to the body in front of her, still coated in that fascinating elixir, and she felt inspired to have it all over her own body. With short breaths, she leaned in closely to her mother’s belly and said, “I need it all.”

She stuck out her tongue to lap up the medicine, but as her head ducked closer, she changed her mind. Instead, she planted her entire face against her mother’s soft flesh and rubbed herself in the liquid directly, like a cat rolling in catnip. Hazel gasped at Brie’s wanton, desperate behavior. Brie moaned lightly, feeling the silky remedy coating her cheeks and nose.