CH 18: (Mizore and Tsurara)

Rosario Vampire

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Mizore watched as the bus drove towards her village.

She smiled, happy that she was heading home.

She had come home as her mother called her and told her that she would help her in wooing Tsukune.

She walked through the cold snow as it didn't make her shiver as she spotted her house up ahead.

With a wide smile she ran to her home, pushing the door open and ran inside "Mother!" She called happily.

Her mother Tsurara smiled as she entered the room. "Welcome home Mizore."

Mizore all but jumped into her mothers arms, hugging her.

"Someone's happy to be home." giggled Tsurara as her eyes trailed over her daughter's body.

"I haven't been home in months and you said you had something to help me with Tsukune!" Mizore explained, blushing at the end.

Tsurara smiled. "True, but who says we can't enjoy some tea?" suggested Tsurara.

"Sure." Mizore nodded, smiling.

They walked to the living room while TSurara stared at Mizore's firm ass.

Mizore sat down and sighed happily as she drank her mothers iced tea.

"This reminds me of the old times." smiled Tsurara drinking from her own cup.

"What do you mean mother?" Mizore asked in confusion.

"Like when you were just a little girl who loved playing in the snow." smiled Tsurara at the memory.

(Flashback)

A much younger Mizore wearing a long flowing kimono giggled and laughed as she ran around her house, jumping and rolling in the snow.

Tsurara sat on the small walkway of her home as she watched her daughter play and try to make a snowman with her powers.

She winked at the other Snow-Woman who left the house quickly and quietly, a blush on the unmarried and younger Snow-Woman's face as she walked fast away from their home.

Tsurara had taken the liberty of showing the new generation some pointers on how to make a woman feel good. You see, Tsurara was a lesbian. She only married her husband because the Snow-Woman race was dying out. Not that she minded, her 'husband' was normally off hanging with Yeti and she got a beautiful daughter.

Said daughter rushed over with a yawn. "Mom, I'm getting tired."

"Okay, come on baby." Tsurara smiled as she picked Mizore up.

She carried her daughter inside and sat her down at a small table where she prepared some tea to warm her up.

"Mommy?" Little-Mizore asked.

"Yes Princess?" Tsurara asked back, turning to her daughter with a smile.

"When I get older, will you be my wife?" asked Mizore with a smile.

Tsurara gaspwd and flushed at that remark "W... What?! Why would you ask that Mizore?"

"Well mommy is always there. And since daddy's not usually around, you must feel lonely." frowned Mizore.

The adult Snow-Woman couldn't help but smile at how thoughtful and loving her daughter was. Tsurara walked over and pulled Mizore into a hug.

"Oh you are so kind and caring my Little Snowflake." She smiled.

Mizore smiled as both mother and daughter sat there with each other.

(Flashback end)

"You were always such a cute child." The adult Snow-Woman teased.

Mizore blushed as she focused on drinking her tea.

Tsurara smiled at her daughter getting embarrassed, and couldn't help but recall how Mizore grew up after that moment.

How her figure grew out and how she changed from cute to beautiful to sexy.

But she grew worried as Mizore started taking an interest in boys. That hurt her as she had hoped her daughter kept her mind on the promise she made.

But now, she had the chance to have her FULFILL that promise!

Now you might be asking why she's so hung up on a promise like that. Well due to being ignored by her husband, something had changed in her mind when Mizore made that promise.

And with her already being a lesbian, it was easy for her to fall in love with her daughter.

She was unhappy to hear Mizore had fallen for a boy at her school, but after today, that would all change.

"Mizore, before I show you how to get Tsukune, I suggest you get cleaned first." advised Tsurara.

"Okay Mother." Mizore nodded before she ran off to do just that.

Tsurara smiled as she brought out a form of paper she kept in her sleeve and put it on the table before making her way to the bathroom.

She quietly snuck in and spotted Mizore's clothes on the counter with the sucker she was sucking on when she got here.

Tsurara could not help it and took out her sucker, and replaced it with Mizore's while leaving her sucker there for Mizore to mistake for her own.

She popped the candy in her mouth and shuddered in joy. It tasted SOOOOOOO good! The fact Mizore was sucking on this made it all the more sweeter.

She then grabbed Mizore's cloths and brought them to her face, taking a deep breath to take in the scent.

It was mind blowing that she was inhaling her own daughter's scent like this. And she felt herself getting wet.

Her face was flushed as she began to pant a little softly from feeling her body getting warmer.

She quickly put her clothes back and ran out of the room, hearing Mizore come out.

She resumed her previous position as Mizore stepped out of the bathroom after putting her clothes back on.

Mizore had a confused look as she was swerling the sucker in her mouth.

"What's wrong?" asked Tsurara noticing her daughter's confusion.

"My sucker has a strange aftertaste." Mizore said "Not bad, just different. And it wasn't there before I had a shower."

"Maybe it's just your imagination." waved Tsurara off.

"I guess." Mizore shrugged "What's that piece of paper Mother?"

"Well, I want to show you how a true married couple would act in this situation." smiled Tsurara.

"What situation?"

"Such as signing the marriage certificate and how they would act in a honeymoon."

"Oh... okay."

"Now, I will play Tsukune's role so it feels easier." smiled Tsurara who would like nothing more than to jump Mizore, but that would frighten her off.

"Okay mother." Mizore nodded with trust.

"Good. Now just sign your name on the paper."

Mizore nodded and did as she was told, not paying attention to what it was "So this is just some random stuff for a stand in, right?"

"Of course." smiled Tsurara putting her name down.

"Now what?" Mizore asked in confusion.

"Now we do what every couple to. Kiss." smiled Tsurara.

"O... Okay." Mizore nodded, blushing, before she kissed her mother's cheek "There."

"No. On the lips." smiled Tsurara noticing Mizore blush.

"W... What?! B... But we're both girls a... and you're my mother!" Mizore blushed brighter.

"If you get embarrassed over a pretend kiss, how will you manage to kiss Tsukune?" questioned Tsurara keeping her clenched fists in her sleeves.

Mizore blushed and quickly moved forwards, pecking her mother's lips, and pulling back "There." She muttered.

"Okay. We'll move on then." smiled Tsurara who was jumping for joy at feeling her daughter's lips, even for just a moment.

"To what?" Mizore asked, gasping as her mother picked her up bridal style.

"The couple needs to move to the bed." smiled Tsurara making her way to the main bedroom she shared with her husband, but not for long.

"W... why?" Mizore gulped.

"To consummate the marriage." smiled Tsurara dropping Mizore on the soft bed.

"But... we don't need to do that part."

"And why is that?" asked Tsurara crossing her arms.

"You're my mother! We're both girls! We aren't really married!" Mizore listed off.

"Actually, yes to all~!" sang Tsurara.

"What?!"

"The paper was a real marriage certificate. So legally, we're married, honey~!" smiled Tsurara.

"M... Mom..." Mizore stuttered in shock as Tsurara crawled on the bed towards her.

"Now, I think it's time to kiss the bride." smiled Tsurara before taking the sucker out of her mouth before pressing her lips against Mizore's.

Mizure's eyes widened as she tried to fight for a second, before her eyes fluttered closed and she kissed back.

'Finally. I'm finally tasting Mizore's lips.' thought Tsurara who felt like a giddy schoolgirl. She grabbed Mizore's head and pulled their faces, somehow, even CLOSER than before.

Mizore was blushing up a storm as Tsurara began to prod the entrance of her mouth.

Tsurara shuddered in pleasure at the feeling of her tongue playing with her daughter's. 'I'm tasting Mizore directly.' thought Tsurara in absolute happiness.

She continued to kiss her hungrily, soon pulling back only when she finally HAD to. She panted with a flushed face and saw Mizore had tears in her eyes.

"Why did you stop?" she asked.

"We needed... air." Tsurara panted lustfully. "But why are you crying?" asked Tsurara in worry.

"I... I've always remember my promise... I... I'm so happy." Mizore sniffed softly.

Tsurara's eyes widened at hearing that.

'She..remembered? All this time?'

"You... remembered?" she whispered

"I never forgot. I wanted to be with a boy because I thought you didn't take me seriously." sniffed Mizore looking away. And I... I also wanted to do my duty to rebuild the Snow-Woman race."

"Which do you feel is more important?" asked Tsurara.

"What do you mean?"

"You can either go and have a child with a man, or stay here with me." spoke Tsurara with a serious tone.

"I... can't I do both? I can go and make Tsukune give me a baby, then we will raise it as our own." Mizore suggested.

Tsurara looked up in thought and pictured both her and Mizore raising a small baby together. "Now that DOES sound appealing." She muttered.

"So...can we keep going?" asked Mizore with a blush that made her more cuter to her mother's eyes.

Tsurara's answer was for her hand to slide up Mizore's leg teasingly, heading towards her pale purple panties.

"EEP!" cried Mizore before Tsurara captured her lips again.

The MILF hungrily kissed her daughter as she slid Mizore's skirt down her smooth legs before she began to pull Mizore's shirts off which made them have to break the kiss.

Mizore blushed as her purple panties and bra were on display.

"Oh my, you have filled out VERY nicely." The MILF grinned. Tsurara undid her kimono, revealing her nude body.

Mizore looked up at her mother's body in wonder, taking in the sight.

"Now it's time to warm you up." smiled Tsurara sliding Mizore's panties down her smooth legs.

Mizore's blush grew as her wet womanhood was revealed, juices dribbling down.

"MY, seems your flower is all wet. I better clean up my little snowflake." smiled Tsurara holding Mizore's legs open.

Mizore shuddered from nerves and anticipation.

Tsurara look a light lick and saw Mizore gasp.

"Mother!" She gasped in pleasure.

Tsurara was satisfied to hear that and held her hand out as she chilled the air around Mizore's bra, effectively making it fragile as it broke, revealing her firm breasts.

"Mother!" Mizore moaned/pouted.

"It was in the way." she defended before moving on and grabbing Mizore's breasts.

Tsurara began to massage Mizure's breasts, teasing her nipples between her fingers as she blew on them.

Mizore moaned and squirmed under her mother's touch as she was beginning to get warmer.

Tsurara then moved her leg between Mizore's, rubbing the teens pussy with her leg while she continued her assault on her breasts.

Mizore gasped as her mother assaulted her mouth with her skillful tongue.

Tsurara just grinned as she continued her assault on her daughter's breasts, pussy and mouth.

'This is amazing. Who knew mom could do all this?' thought Mizore.

She soon began to heavily thrust her hips against her mother's leg as she felt her first non-masterbation orgasam began to get closer.

Tsurara smiled into the kiss as she made sure to really grind her leg against Mizore's pussy without letting up on her breasts or mouth.

Soon Mizore screamed into the kiss as her juices sprayed over her mothers leg.

Tsurara pulled away and lowered her face to her pussy.

The mother quickly lapped at her daughters pussy, sucking up the cum.

"Mmm, very sweet." moaned Tsurara wanting to savor the taste.

This just made Mizore blush brighter as she panted, catching her breath from the intense orgasm.

"Seems someone's tired." teased Tsurara.

"N... No..." she panted.

"Oh? Then I think it's time you returned the favor." smiled Tsurara laying on her back.

"I... I... I've never done this before." Mizore gulped.

"Just lick it like I did." suggested Tsurara.

Mizore nodded and did as she was told, running her tongue across her mothers pussy and moaning at the taste.

"Mmm, you learn fast." smiled Tsurara holding Mizore's head there.

Mizore began to hungrily lap at her mothers pussy, loving the taste.

Tsurara moaned out loud at how eager Mizore was licking as she gripped the bed.

"YES~!" she moaned as Mizore began to savagely rub Tsurara's clit.

That was too much for the MILF as her juices sprayed out over Mizore's face.

Mizore pulled back, licking up all of her mother's juices

Tsurara panted and sat up before capturing Mizore's lips and tasted her own juices.

Mizore moaned into the kiss, happily kissing back and loving the taste.

After cleaning her face, Tsurara laid down with Mizore resting her head on her mother's stomach.

"I love you Mother."

"I love you, my little snow angel." whispered Tsurara stroking Mizore's hair.

The two slowly went to sleep, happy for each others presence.

*One year later*

Mizore came down the stairs naked, yawning.

Tsurara was sitting down at the table with a young baby cradled in her arms.

"Hello mother." Mizore smiled as she walked towards her and kissed the older Snow-Woman.

Tsurara and her daughter separated as they smiled down at their daughter.

"Hello Tsuke, did you miss Mommy?" Mizore cooed.

Their daughter smiled and reached out to Mizore who let her daughter grab a hold of her finger.

"Yes you did, yes you did." Mizore giggled.

Tsurara smiled and was thankful Tsukune had a hand in giving them their daughter.

Even though it took her holding him at gunpoint to give her a small supply of semen to do it.