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A streak of blue, red and gold sailed like lightning through the moonlit sky over the Fanny Hills neighborhood of Bustier City. High above the ground the veteran superheroine Maxi-Ma’am flew home from another successful battle against evil.
Over the last three decades she had protected Bustier City and the world at large from evil. In her iconic blue and gold costume, red cape billowing behind her she was a symbol of hope and power… and desire.
Maxi-Ma’am, real name Juno Jocasta Olympus, was a stunning woman, a veritable Amazonian Beauty. She was tall and beautiful, with a well-defined musculature and the sizable breasts, hips and rear expected of a mature beauty.
Juno swiftly landed within the fenced-off backyard of her family home, confident she had not been seen, and slipped silently in the back door. Looking around the Livingroom she saw her daughter’s backpack next to the stairs. Ann must be home from college and crimefighting.
For the last twenty years Juno had been without a crimefighting partner, ever since her twin sister Lyssa (formerly Dame Divine) became the supervillainess Danger-Sis, but over the last three months her daughter Antigone had been fighting by her side, using Juno’s old moniker, Miracle Lass.
Maxi-Ma’am ran one hand through her cropped golden blonde hair as she swiftly ascended the stairs. It wasn’t easy being the greatest superhero in the world, even with powers as great as Juno’s. The powers of the Maxi-Miracle may be great, but there are many situations where: super strength, speed, durability, flight, eyebeams, and super senses just don’t help.
Especially as a single mom.
She had no husband, no wife, no boyfriend, no girlfriend, and had been pent up for a long time; pent up sexually, ever since…
Maybe next time her old adversary Visigoth King showed up she’d let the immortal would-be conqueror capture and ‘have his way’ with her, before she broke out and defeated him. Wouldn’t be the first time.
But in the meantime she’d have to make do by herself. Thank god for her family’s ‘no powers around the house’ policy, especially with how pent up she’d been recently.
But unknown to Maxi-Ma’am it is this same policy that would soon change her life.
Juno stepped onto the landing, walking towards her daughter’s room, the door was ajar, letting light seep out into the dark hallway. As she reached the door Juno froze, a mixture of sounds reaching her ears: panting, soft moans, and an unmistakable wet shlicking sound. The sounds of masturbation.
Juno turned to walk away, she’d talk to Ann later, but through the soft indistinct whimpers coming from her daughter’s room one word cut though clear as day.
“… Mom…”
In an instant, an old desire she had not had the chance to sate in seventeen years, coursed through Maxi-Ma’am’s body, she whirled around, feet leaving floor as she glided to Antigone’s door, throwing it open. And there, laying on the bed, still wearing her white and red superhero costume, her long golden hair and blue cape spread beneath her, her red skirt pulled up, red panties dangling from one ankle, her hand buried between her slender lags, was her daughter.
Antigone ‘Ann’ Oedipa Olympus, the new Miracle Lass, was as much a youthful beauty as her mother was a mature one. Slim athletic physique, long gold blonde hair, perky c-cup breasts and an already nice rear and hips.
At the sudden gust of air from the door Ann’s eyes fluttered open and she saw her mother. Miracle Lass yelped and pulled her hand from her pussy, hastily pushing down her skirt in a vain attempt to conceal her puffy, dripping cunt.
“M-mom, what? You didn’t hear… did you?”
“I did.” Maxi-Ma’am glided into the room.
“I’m so sorry, mom,” Ann’s head dropped, tears welling up in bright blue eyes, “I just… you’re just so…”
“Shh.” A gentle hand touched Ann’s shoulder prompting the sixteen year old to look up into her mother’s eyes. Juno wiped a stray tear from her daughter’s cheek, “No need to explain.” And suddenly she moved in, Ann gasped as her own mother captured her lips in a brief yet passionate kiss. When Juno pulled back Ann was dumbfounded.
“But- what? I thought…”
“Sweet Antigone, you are not the first to desire me incestuously.” Ann’s eyes widened, her mouth falling open, “Your Aunt Lyssa and I were far more than just a sister crimefighting duo. We were lovers.” One of Juno’s hands slid under her daughter’s skirt, experienced fingers gliding along Ann’s slick, hot folds, eliciting a soft, needy moan. Everything was starting to make sense to Ann now. “If you wish I shall take you into my bed as readily as I did my own sister.” Miracle Lass bit her lips, staring up at her gorgeous mother with shimmering blue eyes.
“Yes, please.” Her voice was gentle and breathy, “I’ve wanted this for so long.”
“You should have just told me, baby, for a bearer of the Maxi-Miracle, incest is no sin.” Juno leaned down again, but this time Ann lifted up to meet her, mother and daughter pressed their lips together in a heated, passionate kiss. Juno pushed her tongue against Ann’s lips, the younger heroine eagerly letting her mother’s tongue push past into her mouth. Juno pushed her daughter back onto the bed, following her, hands groping her daughter’s slim athletic body. She loved how it felt, her modest perky breasts, her toned firm ass, her gentle curves.
Antigone was in heaven, her mother kissed with a skill and passion Ann had never felt from any girl she had ever kissed. And her mother’s body, the body of the one and only Maxi-Ma’am, is even godlier than her most salacious fantasies. Ann’s slim hands ran across her mother’s powerful, well-defined muscles, they felt the swell of her broad hips, the softness of her beautiful ass, and glided up her glorious six pack to grope her large double-d cup breasts. Suddenly, in the middle of Ann’s fondling, Juno pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting their lips, her daughter’s eyes clouded with lust.
“Let’s move to my room, the bed’s bigger.” Juno rose, her Maxi-Ma’am costume melting away in a shower of magic, leaving the mature woman in her civilian business suit.
“Okay…” Antigone gasped stumbling to her feet, her Miracle Lass costume dissolving as well, leaving behind a tank top and shorts. Mother and daughter rushed to Juno’s room, leaving a trail of ripped, discarded clothes in their wake. As soon as Ann reached the bed, hastily dropping her soaked panties to the carpet, she was knocked off her feet. The pair toppled onto the sheets; lips locked passionately together once again. This time there were no clothes to impede their hands, and Juno made good use of the freedom. Ann moaned into her mother’s mouth as she felt skilled fingers rub, insistently, against her sopping folds. Juno pulled back briefly.
“Let mommy help you.”
“Yes!”
“Good girl.” Juno recaptures her daughter’s lips as she pushed two fingers into Ann’s young, tight, cunt. Once again, Antigone moaned into her mother’s mouth, as Juno began to fuck her with those two fingers. After a dozen or so thrusts, Juno scissored her fingers open, stretching her daughter’s vagina. Already, Antigone was a dripping, moaning, needy mess. Again, Juno pulled back, this time pressing open mouth kisses to Antigone’s neck and modest tits. “Good girl. Are you close sweetie?”
“Yes!” Juno moved her other hand, rubbing her thumb against Ann’s clit, pinching it when Ann moans. A few pinches, twists, and thrusts later and Ann came, her hips bucking, her body shivering. “MOM!”
“Good girl.” Juno cuddled her daughter as her orgasm subsided.
“Mommy?”
“Yes, dear?”
“Can I eat you out?” Juno looked down at her, a small look of surprise in her eyes, then it was replaced with pride and love. “Of course baby.” They kissed, briefly, before Ann slid down her mother’s body, stopping to suckle on each breast, and again to lick and kiss her abs. Both were very good. Then she reached her mother’s pussy, Antigone pressed a kiss to Juno’s puffy labia before spreading her lips with two fingers and diving in.
Juno moaned as her daughter began to eat her out, licking and sucking on Juno’s pussy lips and clit. It was good, very good, too good for a novice. Antigone had clearly done this before. But Juno could not stop wonder who else her daughter-lover had eaten out, nor could she stop long enough to be jealous. All she could do was moan as her sweet little Ann ate her out. She hadn’t felt like this in a long time, not since her beloved sister became a villain. No lover; man or woman, human or alien, demon or angel, hero or villain; had ever compared to Lyssa, until now.
“Ann… baby…” Juno’s hands ran down to tangle gently into Antigone’s long blonde hair, as the girl sucked on her swollen labia before nipping gently at her engorged clit. “Use your fingers sweetie, please.” Antigone murmured an affirmation into her mother’s snatch, the vibration making the older heroine shiver.
Juno felt the fingers holding her lower lips open move, dragging their tips up and down her sopping folds as Ann’s mouth moves up to her clit. Then those two fingers pushed forward filling Juno’s tight vagina. They pulled out and push back in, this time with a third finger, and soon Antigone was finger fucking her mother as she sucked on her hard clit.
“Antigone… baby, mommy’s close. Do you know where the g-spot is?” Another murmured affirmation and Juno’s moaned loudly as Ann’s fingers press into her g-spot. It took only a few seconds rubbing against her g-spot, before Juno was cumming, her hips bucking into her daughter’s face. Once Juno’s orgasm subsided Antigone slipped back up, wrapping her arms around her mother’s toned, muscly, body as she kissed her. “Ann baby? I would like to do something that your Aunt Lyssa and I did every day, what do you say?”
“Yes! Absolutely!” Juno couldn’t help but laugh at her daughter’s enthusiasm.
“Okay, lay on your side.” Antigone did as she was told, when she was in position Juno reached out, making her daughter lift and bend her leg so her glistening cunt was on full display. Then Juno laid near Ann’s feet, her head away from Ann’s. Lifting her leg, she shifted closer, until her cunt was pressed against her daughter’s.
“Wait, scissoring? I thought that wasn’t actually a thing.” Maxi-Ma’am chuckled, shifting slightly to better align herself with her daughter’s dripping core.
“Oh, I promise you, sweetie, it is. You just need to know what you’re doing. And lucky for you, I do.” And with that Juno pushed forward. Antigone gasped as she felt her mother’s hot cunt press against her own, their clits rubbing together. “Like that don’t you?” Antigone nodded as she bit her lip and whimpered, not trusting herself to able to form words.
Antigone laid there, pleasure coursing through her, as her mother ground her cunt into hers. It took less than two minutes before Ann came again, moaning shrilly as her hips bucked into her mother.
“Good girl… mommy’s close too, just a little more-” Juno let out a husky groan as she followed her daughter to orgasm. Mother and daughter fell back onto the sheets, legs still tangled as their shared climaxes faded. Juno lifted herself, gathering her beloved daughter in her arms before laying back against the pillows.
“Mom?”
“Yes Antigone?”
“I’m in love with you.” Juno smiled.
“I didn’t think I’d ever love again after Lyssa turned… but if it could be anyone… it would be you, our daughter.” Antigone cocked an eyebrow in confusion.
“What do you mean?”
“Ann, there’s a lot I need to tell you. But it’s late, we’ll talk in the morning.” Juno captured Antigone’s lips in one last passionate kiss. “Until then, you’re free to sleep with me in here.”
“Okay, mom, good night.”
“Good night, my sweet.” Juno turned off the light and Ann settle into her embrace.
End of Ch. 1