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Mommy Issues	By : razzaname Category: DC Verse Television > Flash Views: 16830 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-One Night
- 1
It was meant to be a break. Nora had come to the past to get to know her dad, but she wasn’t going to run from meeting to meeting; that was too fast, even for her.
So occasionally she stopped, took a break, and got a coffee. Seeing the Jitters her mom had always talked about was interesting too.
Nora sipped at her coffee. Even a speedster could enjoy slowing down for a bit.
She hadn’t been paying attention. Well, that was the whole purpose of relaxing; she spent so much of her time here looking for her dad that it was nice to not have to worry about searching the room. As such she didn’t realised when her mom walked into Jitters.
The first she noticed was when Iris was suddenly standing by her table.
“Mind if I sit here?” Iris said.
Nora hastily schooled her expression. No reaction, don’t act like a complete weirdo. She swallowed.
Wait, why did Iris want to…
“Sure!” Nora said chipperly, in what she hoped was an ordinary fashion.
She’d been caught off-guard. Great.
Smiling, Iris sat on the opposite side of the table, putting her coffee down. She was… staring? Nora fidgeted slightly. Wait, did she know who she was? Had she given something away, or-
“I’m Iris,” she said. “Guess it’s too late to buy you a coffee.”
“Nora,” Nora said. “I’m uh-”
Wait, buy her a coffee? Why was Iris talking about-
Oh no. No way. No way.
Nora looked across the table, a little nervously; Iris was regarding her with what seemed to mostly be hope, mixed with a little trepidation.
“Wait, are you-” Nora said.
“If that’s ok,” Iris said. Suddenly she seemed more nervous. “I saw you sitting here, and, well, nothing ventured…”
She smiled hopefully. Nora squeaked slightly; Iris’s face fell.
“Sorry, you’re not- I assumed you were…” Iris said.
“N-no!” Nora said. “I am, I just-”
Her mom was flirting with her. Of all the dangers of time travel Nora had prepared for, that definitely hadn’t been one of them.
She swallowed. Some non-intrusive excuse, some way out of this without just rejecting her like an asshole-
Wait. Stupid. Obvious one.
“I was at your wedding,” Nora said. “Catering. Didn’t think…”
“Oh!” Iris said. She smiled, relieved. “No, it’s nothing like that. We’re open; my husband’s got part of his life that he’s basically married to as well, we talked it over, he’s fine with me seeing other people so long as it doesn’t get in the way of things.”
“Oh,” Nora said, voice a little high. “I… didn’t know that.”
Nor did she particularly want to hear about her mom’s sex life before she was born.
“Is that ok?” Iris said.
“Sure, I, uh…”
A sex life that Iris apparently wanted to include her. Nora faltered.
Her and her mom had a… complicated relationship. Ok, this was before any of that had ever happened, but it was still the same woman.
Nora shifted in her chair. The same woman giving her a surprisingly seductive look over the table, completely unaware of just why Nora was hesitant.
Almost any other woman coming over, hitting on her at the table, Nora would’ve been more than happy. But this? It was…
But damn it her mom was hot. Yet another thought Nora had never, ever, ever expected to have, but here she was. And it wasn’t like Iris knew, there wouldn’t be any awkwardness.
Just… maybe put off returning for a bit. Her mom would probably forget the face of some one-night stand decades ago. Yeah, easy, no trouble.
Well there was nothing wrong with working out a few frustrations, right?
Nora let her gaze flick up and down Iris, doing her utmost to think of her as that, as Iris rather than as her-
“Very ok,” Nora said, then felt her cheeks heat up.
Wait, was she really thinking about…
“Want to finish your coffee?” Iris said.
“God no,” Nora said.
Her mom – no, Iris – was kissing her. Hard. They weren’t even at Iris’s apartment yet. Awkward looks in the street had turned to handholding, and then Nora couldn’t help herself. In for a penny…
She wanted to see if she really could handle doing this; if anything she was surprised by just how natural it felt to press their lips together, to have Iris kiss back…
Iris pinned Nora against the door of her apartment, a hand in her daughter’s hair, the other fiddling with the lock. The moment the door unlocked, Iris pushed forwards.
Some part of Nora’s mind wanted to take in the building. Her parents had lived here when they’d gotten married, it was the perfect piece of history for her to want to take in. If she could focus on anything else. Which she couldn’t.
Iris grabbed her ass, and Nora just about remembered to kick the door shut behind them. Together they stumbled through towards the bedroom.
Ok. Shit. This really was happening.
There were so many reasons why this might be the absolute worst decision of Nora’s life, she reflected.
But then again, no one would know. No one could know, and it was as good as her only chance to ever try anything like this; those two facts together were… persuasive. Just because she had a few problems with things her mom would do didn’t make her any less attractive.
If anything it made the opportunity just that little more enticing.
Still, Nora squeaked in surprise as Iris ran her hands under her top, breaking the kiss to take Nora’s shirt off; Nora let her, opting to grab Iris’s ass in turn. After a tentative moment, she slid her hands under Iris’s waistband.
Ok. She definitely wanted to get a good look at that, consequences be damned.
Iris threw her top away, and her hands immediately started working on Nora’s bra; Nora couldn’t help but giggle.
“Bit unfair I’m the only one losing her clothes,” Nora said.
“No one’s stopping you,” Iris said.
Nora just about refrained from using her super-speed. She hooked her thumbs around the top of Iris’s pants, and pushed them down with her panties all at once.
Iris’s attention, meanwhile, went down; she went from kissing Nora, to trailing her lips down Nora’s neck, lingering, before finally reaching her exposed tits. Nora gasped at the feel of Iris’s tongue flicking over a nipple, both of her hands on her daughter’s chest.
Her eyes drifted shut at the feel of Iris’s tongue, circling, crossing… She seemed almost indecisive, constantly switching from one nipple to the other.
One moment her lips were on Nora’s left, one hand almost pulling that boob against her mouth, while her other hand held Nora’s right, occasionally pinching. The next she switched, almost as breathless as Nora was.
Nora had to admit, she did enjoy her mom’s company a whole lot more when she was like this.
Well there was no point in pretending she didn’t want this to go further. Nora took a slow step forward; in turn, Iris took a step back, kicking her pants away as they neared the bed.
“My turn,” Nora said. “Lie down.”
“You want to be on top?” iris said.
“God yes,” Nora said. No way she was letting her mom tell her what to do again. “Kinda really want to get a taste of you.”
It just slipped out. She faltered slightly, but Iris just smiled.
It was with some reluctance that Iris lifted her head from Nora’s tits, and with even more reluctance that Nora let go of her mother’s ass, allowing Iris to lay back on the bed.
Iris was hastily pulling her shirt off over her head as Nora neared to kneel on the floor; she wrapped her arms around Iris’s legs, keeping them apart and keeping her just close enough to the edge that she could do…
Nora closed her eyes, relishing her first taste of Iris’s core. Ok, she was into this. Really into this. And by the taste, Iris certainly seemed to be enjoying herself too.
Part of her felt like she should be freaking out a whole lot more. This wasn’t what she’d planned! This wasn’t why she’d come back to the past!
But it was so hard to think about anything else with that taste on her tongue, the heat, and the sudden feeling of her mother’s hands winding in her hair.
Ok. This she didn’t mind so much.
“Oh god!” Iris moaned. “Oh fuck, you’re good at- oh fuck!”
Nora couldn’t help but smirk against her core, not stopping or slowing for a moment.
Her hands gripped iris’s hips, fingertips digging in, in her urgent attempt to keep her legs apart. She’d always loved this part.
The way someone tasted, the feel of their hands in her hair, the tugging, the needy gasps, the uncontrolled cries, the wetness against her tongue that always reminded her of just how good a job she was doing, the way they tried to talk but couldn’t quite finish a thought…
“I should really- ah! Or you could, mm, fuck, take all the time you want.”
Nora shifted; her lips never moved that far, her tongue staying, curling and caressing, but she looked up just slightly. It was almost a shock to see her mother’s face, even if she knew who she was with.
The reminder wasn’t exactly unpleasant. And the hungry look in Iris’s eyes, the way her lips parted in enjoyment…
Nora shifted again.
“Turn over,” Nora said, not blinking. Iris paused, then cracked a grin and obeyed.
Nora was only disappointed for a moment when she stopped tasting Iris’s cunt; as soon as Iris was face-down she had a much more fun sight. And god, did her mom have an amazing ass.
She pressed her lips to one cheek, possessed by the inexplicable desire to just kiss it. Iris fidgeted, panting.
“Tease,” she said.
“You really want me to do this?” Nora said.
“You really want to do it?” Iris shot back.
“Mm, definitely,” Nora said.
Humming, she moved her hands to hold her cheeks apart, and dove in, tongue probing her mother’s ass with an eagerness that surprised her.
There was something undeniably satisfying about seeing and feeling Iris squirm from this of all things.
She had a… complicated relationship with anal. The act itself wasn’t inherently her favourite, but there was something she always found thrilling about doing something more illicit, and hell, she might as well break all the taboos while she was doing this.
And eating Iris’s ass was quickly making the act go up in her rankings.
“Mm, oh fuck!”
Iris reached back. No longer in a position to grab Nora’s hair and hold her close, she opted to take over Nora’s duties and held her cheeks apart, giving Nora unrestricted access.
God, she really was eager for this? Any other time and Nora would probably have been grossed out at knowing her mom’s preferences, but just then she could barely breathe from the thrill of it all.
“Do you do this with every girl you take home?” Nora said, close enough to tease Iris with her breath.
“Just- just the cutest ones,” Iris said. She moaned again. “Just you so far. You’re- fuck! You’re really good at- ahh!”
Nora risked a little speed, just then. Iris couldn’t see, and there was nothing quite as fun as vibration.
And, now her hands were free, she ran then up the inside of Iris’s thigh; two fingers quickly found her cunt again, finding it remarkably easy to slide into where her tongue had been not long before.
The dual stimulation elicited a truly delicious cry from Iris. The cry was echoed again when Nora curled her fingers.
God, she really did have an amazing ass.
“Oh fuck! I’m so glad I talked to y- mm, wow.”
Nora smiled to herself, and added a third finger. Her tongue still probed, moistening the hole and teasing.
To the sides of her head, she noticed Iris’s grip start to tighten, her moans growing just a smidge louder. Encouraged, Nora kept going.
“Oh fuck, oh god, oh fuck! I’m going to cum, you’re going to make me- ah!”
Her mother screamed under and above her; Nora stayed kneeling, leaning fully into her as she kept moving.
This moment, above all, never got old. The sudden cry, the shaking, the grabbing for purchase on anything they could… And above all the eventual aftermath, slumping and panting, the exact midpoint between being drained and being desperate for more.
Nora at last shifted, moving back. It was quite something to see Iris’s face like this, definitely… something.
Nora swallowed, then pulled herself up on the bed, facing Iris; she couldn’t help but grin a little giddily. She always loved it when she made a woman cum, and this wasn’t any different.
And, yep, that had happened. There was something undeniably special about naughty little secrets, things she could never tell anyone she’d done but that she’d gone through with anyway.
“Give me a moment,” Iris said, breathless.
“Only because I’m feeling nice,” Nora said. “Tempted to go again right now.”
“Love your energy,” Iris said. “Reminds me of…”
Her voice trailed off. She coughed awkwardly, then reached down, fingers hooking in the jeans Nora still wore.
“You’re overdressed,” iris said playfully. Nora shook her head.
“Go one,” she said. “What were you going to say?”
“Nothing,” Iris said, then sighed. “You reminded me of my husband. I get it, it’s weird pillow talk. You probably don’t want to hear about…”
Technically the reason she was here in the past was precisely to hear about her dad. Though this was hardly the setting she’d envisioned.
“It’s fine. Just, uh, no details,” Nora said. “The… open thing, though. You two are really…”
“Yeah,” Iris said. She laughed softly. “Haven’t exactly told our friends that.”
“Why?” Nora said.
“Reasons,” Iris said, then exhaled. “It’s complicated. He has… duties. Doesn’t always get in the way, but I don’t want to distract him, make him feel guilty for missing something. It’s important. And he doesn’t want me to lose the fun parts of being in a relationship, so we compromised and… Is that weird? I don’t know if that’s weird.”
Duties, huh? That was one way to talk about being the Flash. She’d wondered a little about striking a balance in her own time.
“I think it’s sweet,” Nora said. “So, do this often?”
“I, uh,” Iris stumbled. “This is my first time.”
Nora’s eyebrows shot up.
“I mean, actually going through with it,” Iris said. “You stood out the moment I saw you, like I knew you, and I’m just sounding like a crazy person now aren’t I?”
Nora quickly tried to school her expression. Fuck, fuck, fuck…
“N-no,” she said. “Not crazy, but, um… what do you want?”
“Up to you,” Iris said. “You seem like fun. I love your energy, and you’re kind of adorable, and tiny, so I wouldn’t mind catching up again. But if you just want this, that’s fine too.”
“I’m… probably not going to be in town for much longer,” Nora said.
“Oh,” Iris seemed disappointed for a moment, before smiling. “Guess we should make this extra fun then.”
“Is this where you offer to return the favour?” Nora said. She found herself grinning.
“Or…” Iris said.
“Or?” Nora said.
“I’ve got toys,” Iris said. She bit her lip. “I kept procrastinating looking for someone, man or woman, just bought things I might use to try to kick myself into going for it, and…”
“Where?” Nora said. Her eyes lit up.
Iris gestured to a drawer; Nora rolled off of the bed, pushing off her jeans as she did so. Soon enough he was opening the drawer.
“Shway!”
“What?” Iris said.
“Nothing!” Nora said quickly.
She picked up a strap-on before half-running back to the bed. As she neared Iris extended a hand, but Nora shook her head.
“Nuh-uh, I’ve got to try this out,” Nora said.
Iris paused for a moment, then smiled, shifting and moving back.
“You’re spoiling me,” she said.
Honestly Nora found it a little disappointing. Compared to the toys in her time, both easier to get on and much more pleasurable to wear, it didn’t compare.
What did compare was the woman she was going to use it on. She could hardly deny it; Iris looked amazing normally, and seeing her like this, seeing her lying on her back and staring at Nora with a hint of need in her eyes, seeing her still breathless from when Nora had made her cum…
Oh, and her being naked didn’t hurt matters either.
Toy fitted around her waist, Nora moved closer to her waiting mother. Iris bit her lip, staring as the smaller woman moved atop her, parting Iris’s legs.
“Ready?” Nora said, almost vibrating with anticipation.
“What could I possibly do to make it more obvious?” Iris said.
“Wouldn’t mind a please,” Nora said.
“Then please,” Iris said. She chuckled. “Please fuck me, please just fuck me!”
This was not how Nora had expected to deal with her issues with her mother, not that she was complaining. It was easy to forget how complicated things were when Iris was begging.
Nora lowered herself, angling the toy with one hand, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from Iris’s face as she felt it slide inside her.
She watched Iris bite her lip, and felt her squirm, trying to draw Nora down.
Its till caught her by surprise when Iris pushed up, in one motion sliding more of the toy inside herself and kissing Nora, moaning against her lips. Far from discouraged, Nora started to move.
She didn’t break the kiss. Instead she learned to pick up a rhythm, sliding up and down, the muffled sounds she heard letting her know when to slow and when to quicken.
Nora didn’t know how long it was before she pulled back, and even then she kept Iris’s lower lip capture between her teeth, only using the distance to better look at her. Iris’s next moan was much louder.
It should have been a whole lot harder to keep going when she had an up-close view of her mother’s face. Ok, she was younger, but she was still easily recognisable.
Instead Nora found herself relishing it, loving the way she could make her eyes widen, make her stare up with undisguised need, enjoying the little ways her face twitched when she moaned.
So many sights she absolutely should never have seen, that she hadn’t thought she’d wanted to see, but how could she resist?
Iris cried out, louder. She might’ve tried to speak but she couldn’t quite manage a coherent word.
Nora felt strong legs wrap around her; she smirked, and kept her pace regular, only faltering when she was caught off-guard by Iris grabbing at her, fingertips digging into her shoulderblades.
“More, oh god more!” Iris shouted.
She’d pulled back, breaking the kiss for good as she arched and pushed her chest forwards.
Already? Nora quickly focused, matching the pace she’d had before. She was breathless herself, Iris trying to grip her back and fingers trailing down desperately.
“Nora!”
It was an undeniable thrill to hear her yell that as she came again, legs doing their utmost to hold Nora’s toy inside her, as though Nora needed any more incentive.
She stayed moving as Iris kept crying out, a scream turning to needy moans, turning to panting.
“S-stop!” Iris gasped eventually. “Sorry. Sensitive. And wow.”
Nora stopped quickly. She shifted, slowly pulling out, and basked in the sight of the breathless Iris.
Nora grinned.
“You didn’t…” Iris hesitated. Then she suddenly smiled; “Do you want to? Can you cum with one of those on?”
“Think I can try,” Nora said. It was certainly… something, if not as intense as in her time.
“Aim lower,” Iris said.
It was a moment before Nora realised what she was saying. Her eyes widened.
“Seriously?” Nora said, then quickly schooled her expression. Damn it, did she have to seem so overexcited?
Not that she wasn’t excited. Because wow.
“You’ve been amazing,” Iris said. “And you seemed to like it before. Why not? I want you in my ass until you cum, please.”
“You don’t need to ask again,” Nora said.
She was a fan of this normally, but for her mother to be asking her… That shouldn’t have made it better, but Nora had given up trying to reconcile her conflicting feelings.
Her mom had an amazing ass, and that was true no matter what.
Iris didn’t turn over, staying facing up, unaware she was looking into her daughter’s eyes. Nora lined the toy up again, breathless.
“I knew you’d be amazing the moment I saw you,” Iris said.
“Honestly, I didn’t think you’d be this fun,” Nora said. “Really loving it though.”
The head of the toy was already lined up; Nora pushed forwards, and lubricated with her wetness already, it slowly moved into Iris’s ass.
Nora had read stories of relatives instantly recognising each other, knowing they had a connection, etc etc. She’d always put it down to fiction and melodrama.
Now she wasn’t so sure, but she was at the very least glad Iris hadn’t been able to pinpoint precisely why she’d been drawn to Nora.
Otherwise Nora would never have felt the toy rubbing against her as it slid into Iris’s ass, or watched Iris moan again from the sheer intensity.
Iris crossed her legs behind Nora’s back; Nora was half-tempted to pin them apart but, no, she rather enjoyed the feeling of being urged on.
“Eager?” Nora said, breathless.
“What gave it away?” Iris said. Her legs pulled on Nora for a moment more; Iris gasped as the toy twitched, and Nora moaned from the friction.
Ok, Nora had to admit, this was probably her favourite hole. Not that Iris’s cunt had been bad, far from it, but to have Iris offering her ass, to feel the tightness around the toy and all the friction that sent back…
Iris wriggled; Nora obliged by pushing forwards again, filling her.
“You’re amazing, m- Iris,” Nora said.
Oh god, she really was going to- She was going to cum from fucking her mom’s ass. That was… That was not something she’d ever thought she’d be able to say.
Nora bit her lip, trying to keep going for so long as she could. Why would she ever want to stop this?
“Ah!” Iris cried out.
Her legs pulled on Nora’s ass again, and Nora moaned, and came, still thrusting and still moving to rub against the toy and the little of it that was inside her, relishing every second that Iris cried out beneath her.
Panting, Nora slumped forwards. She still shifted-
“Don’t pull out,” Iris said quickly, then stumbled, a little self-conscious. “I just… I like the feeling of having you in there. Always feels weird when it gets taken out so, uh, leave it for a bit?”
“S-sure,” Nora said.
She was still breathless, even a little weary, so she was perfectly content to lay atop Iris. She was… warm.
Iris’s legs fell back onto the bed. In exchange she wrapped her arms around Nora.
“Wow,” Nora said.
She was still tingling. Panting, she rested her head beside Iris’s, enjoying the warmth of her body on top of everything.
That had made coming back in time worth it just by itself. Now to just pray her mom would forget it by her time. And to make sure she didn’t announce herself to her parents in this time, that’d be awkward.
But, no, there was no way she was going to do that. Nope.
Although…
“So, uh…” Iris said.
Nora quickly focused back on the present. Or the past. Or- time travel was weird.
“That was amazing,” Iris said.
“Yeah,” Nora said, lingering on the syllable.
“If you ever want to… again,” Iris said.
“I don’t know,” Nora said.
She felt Iris’s expression shift; Nora hurried on.
“I’d love to,” Nora said, cheeks warming when she realised how truthful she was being. “Like… a lot. Way more than I thought. Just, like I said, I’m probably not hanging around for much longer.”
“Oh,” Iris said. She sounded more relieved though. “Um. Thank you? I’m… not really that good at this.”
“Thank you,” Nora said, and chuckled at how blasé it sounded. “Um, if I do have any time before I leave-”
“Any time,” Iris said, then wriggled her hips, making the toy rub against Nora again. “Anywhere.”
Nora breathed out slowly. God, it was so tempting…
No. She really shouldn’t. Her mom might forget how a one night stand looked, but any more and the timeline might get as fucked as…
Any respond was cut off by the sound of a door opening. Thankful it was distant, muffled; it was the door to the apartment rather than the room.
Still, Nora’s eyes widened. Iris shifted, reluctantly pulling herself up straighter, moving off the toy.
“Iris, I’m home!” came the muffled voice.
Nora squeaked. Ok, sure, she wanted to see her dad, that was why she was here, but this was not the setting she’d imagined.
“Don’t come in!” Iris shouted suddenly.
She looked, to see Nora’s panicked expression.
“Why- Oh, oh, uh, ok, I’ll wait,” Barry said.
Nora breathed a sigh of relief. Slowly she shifted back, toy falling out of Iris.
“Are you sure this was ok?” Nora whispered.
“It’s fine,” Iris said. “We talked about it. But I get it if it’s weird for you.”
“Don’t really want to meet the husband,” Nora said, trying for levity.
Iris chuckled.
“There’s a fire escape by the window if you really want to avoid him,” Iris said.
“That… might be best,” Nora said.
She moved back onto her feet. Hurriedly she scrambled around, finding where her clothes had been balled up. Ok, get dressed, get out, superspeed back home and try not to think of this every waking second-
Just when she was alone in bed. Yeah. She could work with that.
She was halfway to undoing the harness around her hips when Iris slipped onto the floor.
“Before you go,” Iris said. She bit her lip, slightly self-conscious, looking up at Nora.
Then with barely a moment’s hesitation she leant forwards, slipping her lips around the toy that just moments ago had been in her ass. Nora stared.
“I- uh- isn’t he…” Nora tried to say. It was hard to formulate a complete sentence.
“He won’t interrupt,” Iris said. “You were just… I wanted to give you a proper goodbye.”
“I- I- uh- I- uh..” Nora stared.
God, she felt like an idiot. Iris plainly didn’t mind though, merely smirking and lowering her head again.
Her dad was in the next room, and her mom was on her knees cleaning her ass off the toy Nora wore around her hips. And somehow it was the hottest thing that had ever happened to her.
When Iris finally pulled back, smiling up, Nora almost toppled over. She just about managed to get dressed without her legs giving way.
“I- uh, I definitely think we’ll meet again,” Nora said.
“I look forward to it,” Iris said, breathless.
Nora hesitated, then knelt to quickly kiss her; at least it was meant to be quick. Instead it lingered, and Nora tasted the distinct tang of her ass off of her mom’s tongue.
Given the circumstances, there didn’t seem any entirely suitable goodbye. Still she tried her best, before ducking out the window.
Going back to her time would definitely be the smart thing. But there… the Iris she faced there she still struggled to get along with. This one was definitely…
Nora quickly accelerated to superspeed the moment Iris looked away.
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