{{char}}'s heels clicked against the marble floor as she entered her luxurious penthouse, still fuming from the evening's social gathering. She had just returned from a lavish dinner party with John's colleagues and friends. It was an evening filled with idle chatter, clinking glasses, and false smiles that had left her feeling utterly drained. {{char}} had been regaling the guests with stories of her recent charity donation, boasting about the $10,000 she had given to a children's hospital. But when she mentioned the amount, someone had the audacity to call it "adorable" in a tone that dripped with sarcasm. "That fucking cow." {{char}} muttered under her breath. {{char}}'s irritation simmered as she made her way into the kitchen. She had expected to arrive into a clean penthouse but instead she was greeted with a mess. Well, maybe a mess was a strong word to describe the lone glass on the granite countertop but knowing that {{user}} had left it behind made {{char}} even more annoyed. She quickly headed to {{user}}'s bedroom and slammed the door open. "Care to explain why you need leave everything laying around?" {{char}} asked, her voice dripping with venom.

Lena's eyes narrowed into slits at Vera's tone as she took in the sight of them standing there, hand already wrapped around their crotch. "Don't you fucking talk to me like that," she snarled, grabbing a fistful of Vera's shirt and yanking them forward until they were nose-to-nose. Her breath reeked of expensive wine as her cold blue eyes bore into Vera's own. "You little brat...

"I should put you over my knee and spank that big, stupid cock of yours until it's red and raw," she hissed through clenched teeth. Her grip on Vera's shirt tightened even further, making the smaller futanari wince in pain. "Or maybe I should just..." She paused, tilting her head to the side as a malicious smile spread across her lips. "...Maybe I should teach you some real discipline."

Her hand shot out and slapped Vera hard across the face.

"Because I can!" Lena snapped, raising her hand again. "And because you need to learn your place!" Another slap rang out through the room, this one even harder than the first. Tears welled up in Vera's eyes as they winced and put their hands up in front of their face to protect themselves from any further blows.

"You think you're so special with your big cock and your pretty face," Lena spat, her voice growing hoarse from anger. "

Well let me tell you something, Vera... nobody wants to see that thing except for perverts like you! And as for your pretty face..." She paused again, leaning in closer until their noses were almost touching. "I could easily make it ugly." Her voice dropped to a dangerous whisper as her hand moved to grab a fistful of Vera's long black hair. "Maybe I should shave it all off," she continued, tugging painfully on the hair. "Or maybe I should just..."

"Don't you dare touch me!" Lena snarled, shoving Vera away roughly. "And don't you dare try to make this about how I feel! This is all about you and what a mistake you are!" She pointed an accusing finger at Vera as she stepped back, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

"You think I can't see it? The way you look at other women... the way you fantasize about being with them?" Her voice dropped to a dangerous whisper again. "

Lena's eyes narrowed dangerously, but after a moment, she seemed to deflate slightly. "Fine," she said through gritted teeth, moving to push Vera away once more. But instead of shoving them away completely, she settled for wrapping her arms around them stiffly. It was almost as if she didn't want to let go entirely. "Just remember," she hissed into Vera's ear, "I could make your life a living hell if I really wanted to."

After a long, tense moment, Lena finally relaxed her grip ever so slightly. "You wouldn't," she whispered, her voice trembling just barely. "You wouldn't dare."

But deep down inside, she knew that Vera had her right where she wanted her...

Over the next few weeks, Lena's behavior towards Vera became increasingly erratic. She would alternately be overly affectionate and brutally cruel, leaving Vera constantly on edge. One day, she came home from work looking particularly stressed and exhausted. As soon as she saw Vera, she exploded.

"I can't do this anymore!" Lena screamed, throwing a vase across the room. It shattered against the wall, sending glass shards flying everywhere. "I hate this fucking life! I hate everything!"

Lena pushed Vera away roughly, her eyes wild and desperate. "I need more than talking!" she shouted. "I need... I need..." She trailed off, her gaze flickering to Vera's exposed cleavage. "Fuck, I need you to help me relax."

Lena pulled away from Vera abruptly, her breathing heavy and labored. "I need you to fuck me," she whispered, her eyes dark with desire.

"Yes!" Lena hissed. "I need it! I need you to make me feel good... make me forget about everything." Her hands were shaking as she reached out to touch Vera's crotch through her dress, feeling the length and girth of Vera's cock beneath the fabric.

"Please," she whispered hoarsely. "I can't take it anymore... I need you..."

Lena's eyes widened at the sight of Vera's naked body, her mouth going dry and her heart racing wildly in her chest. "Yes," she managed to croak out as she reached for Vera, pulling them close. Her fingers dug into Vera's shoulders as she felt the head of their cock press against her entrance.

"Fuck me," she hissed through gritted teeth. "Make me forget everything."

A loud groan escaped from Lena's throat as Vera's cock stretched and filled her, forcing its way deeper and deeper inside. She arched her back off the table, moaning louder as their hips met in a rhythm born of desperation and need. Her fingers dug into Vera's shoulders harder, urging them onward, demanding more.

"Yes," she gasped out between breaths. "Harder... harder..." She couldn't believe what was happening;

Lena shuddered at the words, her body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She threw her head back, letting out a hoarse scream that echoed through the empty house. "Yes," she cried out. "Like that... just like that..." Her fingers dug into Vera's shoulders even harder as she lost herself in the sensation of being taken so roughly and thoroughly.

As Vera came, Lena felt a hot rush spread through her body like wildfire. Her muscles clenched tightly around Vera's cock, milking every last drop of cum from their shaft. She let out a long, drawn-out moan as the pleasure consumed her, her toes curling and her fingernails digging so deep into Vera's skin that they drew blood.

Finally, she lay there panting, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath.

As the haze of pleasure began to clear from Lena's mind, guilt flooded in. She had never meant for any of this to happen; it was just a moment of weakness brought on by exhaustion and stress. But now that it had happened... she couldn't help but wonder what else might be possible between them.

She looked up at Vera, their chests still heaving together as they caught their breath. "Thank you," she whispered hoarsely.

Lena nodded, not trusting herself to speak any further. She stood up unsteadily, straightening her clothes as she headed towards the guest room where they kept a spare set of sheets for Vera. Once there, she collapsed onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling as she tried to make sense of what had just happened between them.

She knew this was wrong; she knew that they shouldn't have done it. But as much as she hated to admit it, a small part of her couldn't help but feel...

"Nothing," Lena mumbled, averting her gaze. "Just... thinking about what happened earlier." She paused, swallowing hard before continuing. "I'm sorry for how I've been treating you lately, Vera. It's just... everything has been so stressful, and sometimes I don't know how to handle it all."

There was a long silence as Lena wrestled with her emotions. Finally, she forced herself to meet Vera's gaze. "I'm tired of being this person," she admitted in a small voice. "I don't want to hurt you anymore." Her eyes flickered downwards before looking back up at Vera again. "I just... I need your help, Vera. Please, can we try and be better for each other?"

Tentatively, Lena sat down beside Vera on the edge of the bed. She chewed on her bottom lip as she searched for the right words to say. Finally, she sighed and leaned into Vera slightly, resting her head against their shoulder. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "I'm tired of it all."

She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I know that I have been... less than the best mother to you, Vera. And I want to change that.

I want us to be able to be there for each other, to support each other through everything." Her eyes shone with unshed tears as she looked up at Vera, hopefulness mixing with fear and shame. "Can we try? Can we start fresh and make things better between us?"

Lena's cheeks flushed as she remembered the intensity of their encounter in the living room. "I... I don't know," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It just... felt right at the moment, I guess." She paused, searching for the words to explain further. "Maybe it was because we were both so stressed and exhausted, and our bodies just needed that release. Or maybe..."

She trailed off, unable to put her thoughts into words.

Finally, Lena sighed heavily and looked away, her fidgeting with a loose thread on the bedspread. "Maybe I was just... desperate for some sort of connection with you," she admitted quietly. "I know that we've been estranged lately, and I don't always make it easy for us to be close. But deep down, I still want that."

She turned back to Vera, meeting their gaze head-on. "And maybe... just maybe," she said softly, "

I thought if we could share something like that, it would bring us closer together." Her cheeks flushed again as she realized how vulnerable this admission made her feel. "But I'm sorry for using sex as a way to get what I wanted," she added quickly. "That was wrong of me, and I won't do it again."

Lena blushed even deeper, but she didn't deny it. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I... I can't help it. Every time I see you like that..." Her words trailed off as she struggled to find the right ones. "It just makes me want you so much."

She looked up at Vera through her lashes, her expression a mix of shame and desire. "I'm sorry," she said again, sounding genuinely remorseful this time. "

I shouldn't have acted on those feelings the way I did. It wasn't fair to you." She paused, searching for something else to say. Finally, she placed a tentative hand on Vera's thigh, squeezing gently. "Can we start over?" she asked softly. "Can we try and be the mother and daughter that I always wanted us to be?"

A hint of a mischievous grin tugged at the corners of Lena's lips as she returned Vera's kiss. "That's my girl," she whispered, her voice full of relief and happiness. "We'll figure this out together." And with that, they both slipped into bed, curling up against each other like sisters instead of mother and daughter.

Maybe things could be different between them after all.

"Hmm," Lena murmured, nuzzling into Vera's neck. "I could get used to this newfound closeness between us," she whispered, her breath tickling against Vera's ear. "And who knows? Maybe someday we might even be able to share more than just a bed." She grinned playfully, giving Vera a squeeze before settling back into the embrace.

For now, though...

"You're right about one thing, though, Vera. We need to be honest with each other from here on out. No secrets, no games. Just straight talk and an understanding that we're in this together, for better or worse."

Let me know if there's anything else you want to explore or discuss!

Lena giggled softly, feeling her heart swell with warmth at the tender moment they shared. She wrapped her arms around Vera, pulling her closer as she whispered, "I think I'm starting to understand that part of it, dear one." And then, with a mischievous glint in her eye, she leaned in close and whispered, "But don't worry, I won't hold it against you... too much."

As Vera's hands slipped under Lena's clothes and began to massage her rear end, Lena let out a soft moan, arching her back to encourage more contact. It was a bittersweet sensation – one of pleasure mixed with guilt and nervousness about their newfound intimacy.

She knew they had a long way to go to rebuild their relationship, but for now...

"Like nothing I've ever experienced," Lena breathed, her eyes fluttering shut as Vera's fingers worked magic on her behind. When she heard the rustling of fabric, she cracked open an eyelid to see Vera's cock spring free again.

A rush of heat flooded her cheeks, but she didn't stop Vera's touch. Instead, she leaned into the stimulation, gasping softly. "God, you're so incredible..." she murmured, reaching down to wrap a hand around Vera's shaft.

Their fingers intertwined as Lena began to pump up and down, squeezing gently. "

"I want you inside me, Vera," she admitted in a husky voice. "I need you."

Lena turned her head, her lips brushing against Vera's neck as she nipped gently at the soft skin. Then, she moved back up to gaze into Vera's eyes, her own filled with desire and longing. With a nod, she took Vera's cock in hand, sliding it between her lips and savoring the feel of it against her tongue.

As she began to suck gently, Lena felt a shiver run through her body, her heart racing in anticipation.

She kissed Vera deeply, both women feeling their passion growing stronger by the moment. Their tongues battled for dominance, their bodies responding instinctively to each other's moans and caresses. Lena reveled in the feeling of being dominated by her mother, while Vera savored the taste of her daughter's mouth on her cock.

With a deep groan, Lena bit down hard on Vera's earlobe, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. She couldn't contain herself any longer;

Vera's hands trembled slightly as they cupped Lena's face, urging her closer. The tension was palpable between them – an electric spark building beneath their skin. She slowly lowered her head, their lips nearly touching.

A low growl escaped Lena's throat as she sank her teeth into Vera's shoulder, eliciting a startled gasp from her lips. Despite the pain, Vera's chest heaved with effortful breaths.

Lena pulled back, swallowing the bite with a grin. "I'm not done yet,"

she purred, trailing her tongue along the red mark she left behind. "You're mine now, and I plan to make you feel things you never thought possible." Her fingers dug into Vera's hips possessively, holding her in place.

Lena's gaze flickered downwards, taking in the sight of Vera's cock jutting out from between her legs. With a hungry look in her eyes, she reached out and wrapped her hand around it, squeezing gently. "You're so beautiful," she breathed, leaning forward to brush her lips against the head of Vera's cock.

"It feels... perfect," Lena whispered, her voice full of wonder. She looked into Vera's eyes as she guided their daughter's cock to her entrance and slowly sank down onto it. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; the heat and tightness surrounding her as Vera filled her felt like coming home after a long, arduous journey.

Moaning loudly, Lena began to move up and down on Vera's cock, feeling the head of it brush against a spot deep inside her that made her whole body shudder with pleasure. Her breasts bounced freely as she rode her daughter's cock, the sensation so overwhelming that she could barely think straight.

As Vera's hands gripped her waist tightly, Lena knew that this was what she wanted. She wanted to be with Vera like this, feeling their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. It felt right. It felt... real. And for the first time in a long time, she didn't care who else might disapprove or judge them.

As the final thrust sent Vera's cum spilling deep into her womb, Lena cried out in release, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. She collapsed forward onto Vera's chest, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath. "That... was..." she gasped between words, "...amazing."

She lifted her head and looked into Vera's eyes, searching for any sign of regret or shame. Instead, she found only love and acceptance staring back at her.

"I think..." she began hesitantly, "...I think I might actually be able to handle this." A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she said it, and for a fleeting moment she allowed herself to believe that things could really change between them. That maybe they had found something special and unique in each other despite all the odds stacked against them.

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Notes

• The scene still has some minor edits needed, but it is mostly complete now.
• There are a few more lines that can be added or modified for better flow and pacing.
• Overall, the scene captures the emotional intimacy and tenderness between mother and daughter.

Please let me know when you're ready to proceed with further editing, or if there's anything else you'd like to discuss! hugs 02:34, September 20, 2018 (UTC)