Sorry about the wait, everyone! Thanks for the reviews, following, and favourites as well! My computer broke, but now I've got a new one to work on. Just as a side note, I'm going to have a year pass between each chapter, until Rapunzel's eighteen just to help get it going, and in this chapter she's nine years old. Thanks for reading.


Rapunzel brushes her hair softly, excitement building in her chest. For the past year, Mother hadn't let the girl please her, and today she was going to finally learn how. She was anxious, but very excited at the same time. Her young mind couldn't even start to imagine how she could make such feelings of pleasure arise in another person.

The nine year old puts her brush on the table and sits in the chair, kicking her small feet back and forth on the chair. Would Mother ever get here? The child wondered, a small frown on her pink lips. Just then she hears the familiar voice that could only be her mother calling.

Rapunzel rushes over and puts her hair down, letting her mother climb up. Gothel raises a darly coloured brow at the jumpy child. For a moment, she wonders what the little blonde could be so worked up over, but she remembers. Today is the day she promised to let Rapunzel please her. Though she loves the feelings, even Gothel can't help but feel a bit guilty at letting the child do such things.

Looking into the child's bright, cheerful green eyes makes the feeling a bit worse. However, when she thinks it through, she does think to herself that it's not really abuse, since the child is, not only fine, but happy to do it.

"When can we start, Mother?" Rapunzel asks, trailing after the older woman as Gothel sets her basket on a table.

Gothel laughs. "Patience is a virtue, flower. At least eat dinner first."


Dinner wasn't bad, but Gothel couldn't eat much. She's surprisingly nervous about all of this. It was her idea, she shouldn't be so antsy about it. But as she undresses herself, she feels butterflies skit about her stomach. After only a moment, she stands naked before her child.

For a moment, all Rapunzel can do is stare. Her eyes take in her mother's supple breasts, pink nipples and flat belly. Then her eyes wander to her mother's private place. It looks very smooth, and she gazes at her mother. "What do I do?"

Gothel lays on the bed and invites the child, who scurries up quickly. "You can play with my breasts first. If you ever do this, you can use your hands or your mouth to play with the nipples - that's the pink part in the middle." Gothel almost forgets that her child might not even know what the parts of the body are, since she hasn't had much of a sex talk with her.

Blinking, Rapunzel puts her small hands on her Mother's nipple. Looking at her mother for approval, she pinches lightly. Gothel breathes in deeply and nods. Rapunzel lowers her head to the breast and licks at it hesitantly. Gothel stifles a gasp. She hasn't been licked in so long... It's a feeling she's missed.

Rapunzel, thinking that the gasp was a good sound, returns her attention to the breast and puts her lips around it best she can, sucking lightly. Gothel rolls her shoulders back, trying to give more room for the child to experiment. Down a bit farther, she can feel her lower lips moisten.

After Rapunzel's sucked on the tit for awhile, she moves to the other one. Feeling braver, she gingerly nips at the center of the nipple, and Gothel lets out a small breathy cry of pleasure. Rapunzel licks, nips and sucks at the nipples for a little longer, before sitting up and looking at her mother for further direction.

"Now go down to Mommy's private. It's called a vagina."

Green eyes opening widely, Gothel spreads her legs. The blonde's finger pokes out to touch it, but she pulls it back with a squeak. "It's all wet! Did you pee?"

A laugh flows from Gothel's lips. "No, silly flower. That's what happens when it feels good. You can either poke your finger in there or lick it." The curly haired woman sits up a bit, so she can analyze Rapunzel's doings.

The girl pokes the sticky wetness, taking the finger to her lips and sniffing it tentatively. She pulls the finger into her mouth and tilts her head a bit. The taste is odd. But sweet. She bends down and starts to lick of the wetness.

Gothel moans, rolling her head back a bit. "If you move up, do you see the little nub? That's Mommy's clit. Can you lick it, Rapunzel?" Rapunzel does as she's told and Gothel moans even louder as the little tongue swirls around her clitoris, making goosebumps arise on her skin. A small smile tilts the girls lips, but it quickly changes into a small 'o' as she puts them around the nub and sucks. The moans emitting from the woman grow even louder. Thinking about the earlier advice, Rapunzel puts her finger into the sopping hole. Another moan, as well as a soft gasp.

"Move the finger in and out."

Rapunzel does so, her fingers sliding easily in the ample amount of juices flowing from her mother's pussy. She keeps up her sucking as she puts another finger in, feeling fairly proud of herself. After a few moments of Gothel panting, her breath thick and heavy, Gothel lets out a long shout, her orgasm clenching around Rapunzel's hand.

Rapunzel pulls her face, sticky with juices, away from her mother and licks her fingers. Smiling softly, Gothel pats Rapunzel's blonde hair, "Good job, Rapunzel."