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“Happy 18th Birthday, Anais!"

By WithFurver

“Happy 18th birthday, Anais!" Cried the Watterson family to the young pink rabbit as she sat with a broad smile on her face. There was a wonderfully decorated cake in front of her, painstakingly created by her loving (if tempermental) mother, Nicole. Nicole had spent the last couple of days fretting over the birthday party, despite the fact that her daughter wanted it to be a small family only engagement. Naturally, Darwin hadn't been able to make it since he was out somewhere in the middle of the ocean, “reconnecting with his roots," as he put it. Of course, Gumball brought Penny with him, but Anais didn't mind.

Another year older, the pink lapine didn't really feel any different. Before she blew out her candles she looked around the table at her family. Gumball had started to become strapping in his early twenties, and her father hadn't changed much with age at all. Still a big pink goofball. And then there was her mother, who had only become more beautiful as she had reached middle age. As Anais had grown up she began to notice how attractive her mother was. The middle aged, blue cat was quite a sight with her wide hips, her thick legs, her full bosom... The young rabbit felt herself blush. Finally, as everyone stared at her expectantly, a wish came to her and she blew out her candles.

“Finally!" Gumball teased. “I thought you were paralyzed for a second there, little sis."

“Don't tease your sister." Nicole said as she began to cut the cake.

“It's okay mom," Anais spoke in a matter of fact tone. “Gumball is stupid, so his criticism doesn't matter."

Gumball rolled his eyes at his sister, as his mother put a piece of cake in front of him. Anais couldn't help but notice her mother's rear, barely peeking out from under the grey skirt she so often wore, as she leaned over to serve Gumball his cake. She bit her bottom lip as she stared at that ass she adored, and those legs she so desired to play between... Tonight would be the night that she'd finally reveal her feelings to her mother.

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Much later in the evening, Anais stood in a reddish, collared nighty that went down to her thighs. Under it she wore nothing else. Her childhood plush toy, Daisy the Donkey, hung loosely from her right paw as she leaned in the doorway with her left shoulder. The doll always made her feel confident, and she was going to need that confidence now. The freshly legal rabbit was staring at her mother, who was yet unaware of her presence at the foot of the stairs.

Nicole was sitting alone on the couch, a bottle of scotch and a short glass sitting on the table in front of her. She had been drinking, as she so often did in recent evenings. Gumball and Penny had moved in together last year, and with Darwin gone and Richard in bed, Nicole thought she was alone. The blue feline sat lamenting her all but dead marriage. Richard was a very loving man, and sometimes even a competent father, but his sex drive had decreased drastically over the years. Nicole poured herself another drink.

“Care to share a birthday drink with your little girl?" Annais spoke confidently from behind her mohter. Nicole went rigid, she didn't like for her kids to see her drinking.

“It may be your birthday," Nicole answered, without looking back at the young rabbit. “But I don't think you're quite old enough for that, yet."

Downing her drink, Nicole finally turned on the couch to look at her daughter. Her jaw dropped slightly, and in her inebriated state she almost forgot it was her daughter she was looking at. She had developed nicely, and the fabric of her night gown barely contained that apparent fact. Beyond that she looked so adorable holding that plushy of hers. Nicole shook her head, and Anais walked across the room to sit next to her mother on the couch, setting her Daisy plush on her lap. Nicole's eyes followed her daughter all the way up until Anais sat down, at which point Nicole shifted her gaze away with a blush.

“I suppose you can have one," Nicole said with a sudden change of heart. “But don't you dare tell your father."

“Of course not, mom." Said Anais with a wink and a perky grin.

Nicole smiled at her daughter in a motherly way and then, rolling her eyes she refilled her glass and then pushed it towards her daughter.

“It's got a bite to it." Nicole warned. “Be careful."

“Mom," Said Anais, pouting. “I'm not a kid anymore."

She then attempted to down the drink in one gulp, which she did successfully but with immediate and painful regret. The young rabbit's throat felt like it was on fire, and she started coughing violently. Nicole's fur stood on end, as she excitedly waved her hands to signal her daughter to stop.

“Quiet!" She hissed. “You'll wake your father!"

“No-*cough*-I-*cough*-wont,"Anais protested. “Nothing can-*hack*-wake-*cough*-dad up."

Nicole smiled wryly at her daughter. She was probably right, Richard was a very heavy sleeper. As Anais slowly stopped coughing, Nicole poured herself another shot and drank it. Then she poured and pushed another towards her daughter.

“One more?" Said Nicole. “Take it slowly this time."

“I thought I could only have one?" Anais said, picking up the glass.

“Well, it is your birthday after all."

“Mother knows best." Said Anais, sipping the whiskey.

“Mom?" Anais said after a moment.

“Yes, dear?" Answered the feline.

“There's something I need to talk to you about."

Nicole tilted her head at her daughter, her tail flicking with worry.

“What's on your mind, sweetie?" Nicole asked, slowly.

“Mom, I...," Anais finished her glass of whiskey, hoping it would give her courage. “I don't like boys."

Nicole sighed with relief. She had been afraid something was wrong.

“Now, you should know that I don't care about that, dear." Nicole spoke evenly and reached a paw over towards her daughter, wanting to reassure Anais as their paws met. “I just want you to be happy."

“No, I know. I mean, I figured." Anais looked away, blushing as she intertwined her slender fingers with those of her mother. She relished the touch in a forbidden way. “It's just that... I have a crush on someone and I don't know... how they'd react."

Anais' head was starting to feel light, the alcohol was definitely making it easier to open up.

“Well, why don't you just tell her?" Nicole asked, pouring another drink for herself. She was already quite tipsy. Anais picked up her Daisy plush from her lap, clutching it to her chest. Nicole stared at her daughter, something about the way she held that plush was so cute.

“I'm afraid." Anais admitted, looking away. “I'm afraid they won't like me back."

“You know what you need to do?" Nicole's speech was beginning to slur, every so slightly. “You need to make a grand gesture. You need to walk up to this girl, summon up all your courage and then just kiss her right on the mou-," Suddenly, and all at once Nicole felt her daughters lips meeting hers. Anais pushed her tongue in to her mother's mouth forcefully, needfully. She clung to the older feline for dear life, and to her surprise and satisfaction she found no resistance.

Nicole had no idea what to do. Of course she couldn't do this with her daughter, but no one had shown her this kind of passion in so long and Anais did look so very cute in her night gown... Nicole found herself pushing her tongue up against her daughter's, closing her eyes as she inwardly blamed the alcohol for her lack of inhibition. No matter what it was, her body was responding rapidly and the blue feline was so very aware of how very badly she needed this. Her paws found her daughter's shoulders and pulled her in, until Anais was finally sitting sideways on her mother's lap with one arm around the older feline as the other arm clutched her Daisy plush to her chest. She could taste the whiskey on her mother's breath, and for some reason she liked that.

One of Nicole's paws slid slowly down from her daughter's shoulder, trailing through the fur on Anais' arm and reaching past her paw to find her hip. Nicole gripped at her daughter's frame roughly through the thin fabric of her night gown. A shiver ran down Anais' spine as she felt her mother's paw slowly beginning to trail again, this time from her hip to her inner thigh. Anais broke the kiss, and grabbed at her mother's wrist with the paw that wasn't clinging Daisy ever so tightly to her chest.

“Mom, wait." She breathed.

“W-What? Is it too much, sweetie?" Nicole was suddenly awash with embarrassment, having not protested at all.

“No it's just...," Anais eyes sparkled. She got up from her mother's lap and then dropped right down to her knees, gazing up at Nicole wantingly. “I want to touch you first."

Nicole bit her bottom lip, sharing a sultry look with the younger rabbit. Anais gently placed Daisy on the floor, and slowly pushed her mother's skirt up. The lapine relished the feeling of her paws sliding slowly up the older feline's thighs until her nimble little fingers found Nicole's panty line. Anais pulled the panties down to her mother's ankles, then let go of them and replaced her paws at her mother's thighs. Gently pushing Nicole's legs apart, Anais finally got her first good look at her mother's most secret place.

Nicole's pussy was that most beautiful thing that her daughter had ever seen. Anais stared adoringly at the fuzzy blue fur that covered that puffy mound, a soft slit of pink peeking out from the middle. After a moment of lust filled wonderment, Anais felt the gentle touch of her mother's paw scratching softly at the fur behind one of her long, gently laid back ears.

“Well," Nicole purred, looking down at her blushing daughter. “Are you just going to stare at it all day?"

With a bold grin, Anais answered her mother with her actions. With her paws still on Nicole's thighs, the young bunny dove in face first to the wet and ready slit before her. As her tongue extended gently in to her mother's folds, Anais savored the taste. It held a musk but the scent was familiar, the scent of her mother. She moved her tongue upward slowly, taking her time to enjoy the silkiness of those velvet vaginal lips. Finally, her tongue found the sensitive nub of her mother's clit and she began to make small clockwise circles around it.

Nicole let out a relaxed sigh as the nearly forgotten sensation of pleasure began to course through her frame. She sank in to the couch as her little girl explored her most forbidden place. How long had it been since her husband had done something like this for her? She closed her eyes and took a long, slow sip of her whiskey. Slowly, she lifted her left leg until it came high enough for the back of her knee to gently rest on her daughter's shoulder. Anais paused her licking for a moment to squeeze Nicole's thigh to her face, nuzzling it lovingly. Nicole began to purr.

Anais blushed at the sound of her mother's satisfaction, returning her attention to Nicole's clitoris. As she gently circled that most sensitive spot she probed forward with a single finger, slowly pushing it inside of her mother's slit. The immediate encouragement of a soft moan and a slightly firmer grip on the back of Anais' head led her to insert another finger. She felt her mother press her face forward a little more, and in response she pressed her lips around Nicole's clitoris, suckling as she continued circling it with her tongue.

Nicole's inner walls tightened around her daughter's fingers, as she began to pant and fidget. Anais had begun to make a steady pace, pushing her fingers in and pulling them out over and over again. Nicole was so wet that there was hardly any friction, just the 'shlick' of the young rabbits fingers thrusting away inside of her. She finished her drink and opened her eyes again, biting her bottom lip as she looked down at Anais. The girl was frantically pumping away, lapping and sucking at Nicole's clit so eagerly. She was so ready and willing to please her mother. All at once the scene became too much for Nicole, and she began to spasm.

“Anais!" She breathed. “I'm so close!"

Anais pressed her tongue against her mother's clit with more pressure than ever, lapping at it like a thirsty dog. She pushed her fingers in to her mother all the way down to the knuckles, gently curling them up to rub against her G-Spot. Nicole squirmed and tightened, closing her eyes tightly as she felt herself go over that edge. Suddenly, Anais felt the warm liquid of her mother's squirting orgasm cover her mouth and face.

Nicole clung to the back of her daughter's head for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure coursed up and down her spine. Her limbs trembled and her toes curl, and though she was careful to not be overly loud she couldn't help but let out a low moan. Her whole body tensed as she reached her peak and then slowly began to relax. Anais had already stopped her licking, staring up at her mother in awe. The young lapine savored everything- the scent and taste of Nicole's juices, the sight of her trembling there trying to catch her breath.

“Mom...," Anais breathed, pulling her fingers out of the older feline. “That was amazing."

“Mmmn... I could say the same to you." Nicole blushed, then added with a girlish giggle: “Except for the 'mom' part, of course."

Anais blushed as she lapped at her own fingers, trying to prolong the enjoyment of her mother's taste. Nicole stood from her positiong on the couch, smiling at her daughter's enthusiasm.

“You really love your mother, don't you?" She asked coyly.

“I do!" Said Anais, unabashedly picking up her Daisy plushy and hugging in to her chest.

“That was just what I needed, sweetie." said Nicole with a stretch. “But I can't help but feel like I should return the favor."

“R-really?" Anais' eyes lit up, a barely noticeable blush showing under her pink fur.

Nicole nodded with a mischievous grin and took her child by the hand, leading the younger rabbit towards the stairs.

“Let's go to your room, Anais. Richard is sleeping in mine."

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