Ariel Prince woke up bright and early on the most special of mornings. Yes, today was the day. Eric had already gone to work, leaving her lots of time to get things ready and prepare for the big day.
She got up, threw on her robe and walked into her daughter’s room. Melody was still sleeping soundly; she sat on the edge of the bed and shook her daughter awake gently. The sun was just beginning to rise and shine into the room.
“Melody darling, wake up baby,” Ariel said in her melodic voice, the voice that had seduced Eric into becoming her husband 17 years earlier. Ariel was nearing her 33rd birthday, but Eric always told her his princess never seemed to age, she was a timeless beauty, he told her. Ariel considered their daughter HER Princess and she was the most special thing in the world to the sensual redhead, now it was time to prove it.
“Happy Birthday, baby,” Ariel said to her daughter as she sat up in bed. “Today’s the big day, if you want it to be.”
“You know I do Mom,” Melody said, looking at her mother with her dark, almost ebony eyes, so much like Eric’s. Melody had the best of both of them, Eric’s beautiful dark hair and eyes, but Ariel’s gorgeous skin and timeless beauty and was developing a lovely body. Today was the girl’s 16th birthday and Ariel and Eric had promised to make it special for her.
“Then here you go,” Ariel said, handing her daughter one of the hugest boxes she’d ever seen, even bigger than her wealthy father had lavished upon her at Christmas. “Open this and I’ll be back in a minute.” She kissed her daughter on the cheek and left the room, leaving Melody to open her parcel with a girlish squeal. Ariel was fairly sure Melody knew the kind of things she could expect to find in the large package.
Ariel came back a few minutes later and Melody saw her mother in a whole new light. Statuesque Ariel was wearing light blue lingerie and stockings, high heels and had her red hair loose and wavy. Her face and neck had a light dusting of glitter and she looked sensual, alluring and exotic.
“You’re positive you want this Princess, there’s no turning back if we go on from this point,” Ariel cooed, hoping what she most desired was mirrored in her daughter as well.
“More than anything, Mother,” Melody smiled and let the covers fall away from her body. She was wearing one of the four pieces of lingerie Ariel had picked out for her, a slinky black number that showed the beautiful, slender curves of her young body. She had also chosen to wear the black silk stockings and high heels and against her pale, milky flesh, Melody looked like the hottest thing in existence. Ariel sat down on the bed and drew her daughter close.
“You want it, baby?” Ariel said in her lovely, soft voice.
“I want it so much, Mom,” Melody said, her voice becoming husky and low. “I want to be your lover.”
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