Tonight is the night of firsts, two stories in one night and both on categories I haven't written for before. I like it. Now, like I said there was incest between Morticia and Wednesday (no Gomez incest (yet)), but also um, Joel is kind of aggressive in this one because he's more muscular and not as... geeky I guess. That's about it and I hope you guys enjoy it.
I don't own The Addams Family. Pity, but they wouldn't be as good if I did so yeah.
"Come on, Wednesday," Joel told her, leaning in to kiss her again. "It won't hurt that much. But if you'd prefer it did…"
Wednesday shook her head and kissed Joel back, but once again stopped his wandering hand. "Joel, I… I'm not ready. I can't." Joel sighed in frustration and rolled out of their jointed bed.
"Where are you going?" Wednesday asked dully.
"For a walk." Joel replied gruffly.
Wednesday nodded and climbed out of bed. She began walking through the large mansion and stroked the large lion in the sitting room. She and Joel were now sixteen years old, even though she still looked to be about fourteen, just without the baby fat and shortness. Running a hand through her free flowing hair, Wednesday sighed and petted the lion for comfort. "What should I do?" she asked softly. "Give me a sign of what to do Kitty."
As if on cue, Morticia Addams appeared. "Wednesday dear, you're looking particularly dreary today, what's the occasion?"
Wednesday sighed. "Mother, you and Father have sex a lot, right?" Morticia nodded slowly, not understanding why her daughter was asking her such a question.
"What's it feel like?" Wednesday fidgeted ever so slightly and Morticia knew what she was thinking.
"Oh, Darling, if Joel wants to make love to you and you're not ready, it's completely alright…"
"What's it feel like?" Wednesday persisted, her eyes widening just enough to tell Morticia know that her daughter was nervous.
"It's an explosion of emotion, Wednesday dear. You feel love for the other person as well as an overwhelming lust and pleasure beyond your worst nightmares." Wednesday fidgeted once more, with less subtlety and stared at the ground. "Wednesday?"
Wednesday shook her head for a moment, holding up a finger. Mortician waited patiently as her daughter showed an unusual display of unease and fear. Slowly Wednesday raised her head and looked her mother in the eye. "Could you… show me?" she asked softly.
Morticia's eyes widened at this and she cocked her head to the side. "Well, of course Darling. I'm sure your father wouldn't mind if I taught you and got you comfortable with it. Come, let's go to the guest room."
Wednesday followed her mother to the guest room for the guests who were brave enough to stay overnight. Slowly locking the door, Morticia turned to her daughter and beckoned for her to come closer. "Now darling, tell me if the pain I cause becomes too much and I'll be gentler, alright?"
Wednesday nodded and moved closer to her mother. Morticia slowly ran her hand through Wednesday's long, straight, black hair and leaned in to kiss her. Wednesday waited for their lips to make contact and when they did, her immediate thought wasMother's lips are so soft.
After this, she moaned and leaned more into the kiss, feeling her mother smile at this. Morticia slowly played with the hem of her dress and Wednesday slowly reached up to undo her corset, which was actually the only thing keeping the dress from falling. Once her corset had been loosened, Morticia gently removed it and watched as her daughter's clothing fell away. Eyeing, the pale teen hungrily, Morticia couldn't help but admire how well Wednesday had filled out; she had plump, round, C-cup breasts held back by a lacy, black bra, a flat, toned stomach, slightly muscular arms, shown off from her constant wrestling with Pugsley, lean, creamy thighs swollen with anticipation.
"Oh Wednesday, you look gorgeous." Wednesday ducked her head in embarrassment at the praise and gave her mother… a smile! Not a small one, like she normally does, but a larger one. Morticia moved forward then, discarding her own clothing as well. Now they were both in just their undergarments and the passion in the air was tangible.
"Mother…" Wednesday choked out.
Morticia moved forward and locked her lips with her daughter's. No. Morticia thought to herself. My lover. Wednesday moaned and pressed into the kiss, complying when her mother pushed her onto the bed and straddled her. Leaning down, Morticia disposed of Wednesday's bra and leaned down to lick around a hard nipple eagerly. Her eyes widened at the sweet tang and the elder Addams whimpered slightly.
"M-mother," Wednesday groaned, her back arching. "Oh, yes."
Morticia nipped the pink bud hard and felt Wednesday tense for a second before relaxing at the pleasure it brought. Digging her nails into the other nipple, Morticia slowly sucked on the first one as Wednesday panted beneath her. She likes all the same things I do. Morticia realized.
This feels… OH! Wednesday couldn't get a proper thought to form as her mother's nails dug deeper. Pushing against the black head on her chest, Wednesday surveyed her partner and noticed that she was wearing too much clothing. The heat that rushed through her at the thought caused Wednesday to freeze in shock. She shook this off and leaned forward, removing her mother's lacy gray bra and throwing it over the side of the bed. Moving her mouth to the older woman's nipple, Wednesday sucked earnestly as the delicious tang filled her mouth and clouded her taste buds.
Morticia moaned above her, fingers tangling in Wednesday's long hair to keep the other girl at her chest. Wednesday moved back and forth between one peak and the other trying to pleasure her mother as much as she could. Soon Morticia herself was writhing from the immense pleasure her daughter was giving her and she couldn't take it. Pushing Wednesday back a bit she made the other girl lay back down again and licked her way down her stomach. Wednesday moaned and whimpered as her mother got lower and finally came into contact with her soaking underwear.
"Mother?" Morticia looked up, the fire in her eyes startling Wednesday slightly. "Mother, I'm… I'm wet and throbbing. Is that supposed to happen?"
Morticia cocked her head and stared at Wednesday for a moment before nodding and running her fingers over Wednesday's underwear, feeling the wetness coat the tips of her fingers. Wednesday's head spun at the sensation as her hips bucked slightly.
"Oh," the younger girl moaned. Morticia smiled and slid the underwear off with ease, tossing them to the floor with the rest of their clothes. Now Wednesday was completely bared to her mother and the girl blushed at this. Morticia stared at her daughter and felt the lust building in her. It was strong, even stronger than her lust for Gomez and this surprised her. She leaned down and blew on the wet folds before her. Both women moaned: Wednesday at the feeling of her arousal increasing and Morticia at seeing Wednesday get wetter and, if possible, even more swollen.
"Oh, Wednesday, you are so beautiful." Wednesday flushed pink at this and smiled down at her mother. Morticia's tongue snaked out and flicked at the wet folds, moaning at the taste and Wednesday's tortured whimper.
"Oh Mother, yes." The teen was feeling high from all the pleasure. Her mother had barely touched her and yet she felt as though she was going to explode.
Morticia drew her tongue down the pink swollenness in long, slow strokes, savoring Wednesday's reactions. The teen bucked occasionally as the volume of her moans escalated. Morticia slowly entered her daughter with two fingers. Feeling some strange barrier Morticia moved up and kissed Wednesday as deeply and passionately as she could so she could push past the barrier without causing her daughter outright agony. Wednesday cried out in pain against the kiss and Morticia stopped momentarily.
"No, continue Mother. I… I liked it." Morticia nodded in approval and slowly pushed in and out of Wednesday to get her used to the feel of it. The younger Addams gasped in the strong mix of pain and pleasure. "Oh, Mother, I… oh, please?"
Morticia gasped at the word and stared at Wednesday in perplexity. "Mother, I f-feel like there's s-something inside of me, burning and coiling. I feel so… wild. I need more."
Morticia cocked her head slightly and grinned, moving her fingers faster and harder. Wednesday's eyes widened as her breath hitched. The moment of shock passed as the pleasure registered in her brain and she moaned loudly, bucking her hips frantically as her mother sucked at her clit. "Mother, so powerful. Oh please, harder, harder!"
Morticia focused more on going deeper rather than faster. Wednesday moaned as she was built higher. Her insides were boiling and bubbling like Grandmama's toad feet stew. As her mother continued her ministrations, Wednesday found herself floating higher and higher until finally, the thing coiling inside her snapped. Screaming in utmost satisfaction, Wednesday fell over the edge she'd been teetering on and her body shook. When she was finally calmed down enough to at least partially control her breathing, Wednesday looked down at her mother happily and smiled the brightest smile Morticia had ever seen grace her sweet Wednesday's lips.
"Th-thank you." Wednesday murmured, so low Morticia barely heard it. The older woman moved up and snuggled against Wednesday, holding her close.
"What- what was that?" Wednesday asked quietly.
Morticia gazed down at her speculatively. "You are more sheltered than I thought. Even Pugsley knows this. That, Darling, was the most powerful thing any female could ever experience. It's called an orgasm, but I believe now most people call it coming. How did it feel?"
"I felt immense pleasure. It was unbelievable and indescribable. But, I also felt a lot of pain. It hurt so much, Mother, but… I…" Wednesday ducked her head in embarrassment. "I really liked it. The pain only added to the pleasure. M-may I show you the same?"
"If you feel up for it, Wednesday dear."
Wednesday nodded and slowly slid down to engulf a hard nipple. Morticia moaned loudly, surprised at how much heat coursed through her body. Wednesday moved back and forth, just as her mother had done, but instead of digging in her nails, she used her teeth, making Morticia cry out in ecstasy. Too soon for Morticia's liking, Wednesday pulled away from her aching breasts. Sliding a hand slowly down her mother's body, Wednesday removed her black underwear with her teeth and threw them off the bed with the matching bra.
Wednesday surveyed her mother for a moment, noting the slight tremors going through her body and the longing on her expression. Wednesday slowly leaned down and drew the tip of her tongue through her mother's moist folds. Groaning at the taste, Wednesday pushed her tongue deeper, eliciting a moan from Morticia and making her buck slightly against the girl's tongue. Wednesday probed her mother eagerly, loving the taste of her. Running lazy circles around her mother's clit, Wednesday pushed two fingers into her mother and moved slowly within her, unsure of what her mother liked.
"Oh Wednesday darling, faster. I need you deeper." Morticia's gasps were getting higher. Wednesday hurried to comply, jumping at the chance to please her mother. Moving her fingers faster, Wednesday flicked Morticia's clit in short swift strokes and Morticia cried out at the intense pleasure she was feeling.
At last, Wednesday felt her mother begin tightening around her and instinct told her to suck on the little nub she had been flicking. Locking her lips around the pearl, Wednesday sucked as hard as she could and felt her mother begin quivering. Glancing up, she watched as her mother fell over the same edge she had, screaming her pleasure and bucking frantically against Wednesday's still moving fingers. Wednesday slowed her pace as Morticia came down from her high and removed them slowly. Morticia pulled Wednesday up to lie beside her and the smaller Addams snuggled against her warmth.
"Tired Darling?"
"Just a little," Wednesday replied with a yawn.
"Sleep, Wednesday." Wednesday nodded and slowly drifted into sleep, thinking of the experience she just had. Soon, Morticia followed after her, smiling to herself as she watched her daughter's tortured expression.
Yeah I know, but Wednesday softens only for her mother. Tell me what you think in a review. Whether it should be a bit darker or kind of weirder (how much more weird can you get though) or just to tell me you like pie. I don't know, but I like opinions.