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Sylvia's Story (F/F-teen, inc, exh, reluc, 1st)
by Bliss (blissed69@hotmail.com)
***
The prequel to "What A Difference A Day Makes." This
story shows how Sylvia and Connie first began they
incestuous relationship and how they decided to bring
Curt into the fold. (pun)
***
I want to start by thanking all the people who took the
time to write to me. It was so gratifying to know how
many people enjoyed my writing. Once again I'd like to
encourage anyone who enjoys this story to, please, let
me know. If there's something you don't like about this
story then I'd also like to know.
This story tells of an incestuous relationship between a
mother and her teenage daughter. It is a work of fiction
and the author, in no way condones, the actions
portrayed in this story. They are illegal and immoral.
Now I never go in my daughter's room without knocking. I
mean even mothers have to respect certain boundaries.
Don't they? Well I've always tried to. See my car was in
the shop and I was downstairs folding laundry. I had my
headphones on, listening to Shania Twain (guilty as
charged . I love country). I suppose that when my
daughter Connie got home from school she assumed I was
out when she didn't see my car. And I had my headphones
on so I didn't hear her upstairs and assumed that I was
still alone.
That old expression is true: when you assume you make an
ass of you and me. Ass is really the appropriate word.
Because as I walked inside I saw my 14 year old daughter
laying nude on her bed, spread-eagled masturbating. I
just stood frozen; I mean it's not the sort of thing you
ever expect to see.
I hadn't noticed how beautiful her body was. I mean I'd
always thought she was beautiful but I'd never imagined
her as a sexual person. From her technique I could tell
that she was still new at masturbation. I also noticed
how firm and perfect her body was. I don't mean to sound
critical of myself, I've kept my figure but I certainly
don't have Connie's body.
My mouth hung open as my breathing sped up and I felt
myself becoming aroused. It was impossible, I'd never
been attracted to another woman before and this was my
own daughter! But for a moment all of that disappeared
and she was only a beautiful, sexual, being.
It could only have lasted a few seconds; I mean even
someone in the throes of rapture can only be so
distracted. She opened her eyes, saw me and a look of
horror clouded over her face. I dropped the laundry
basket. What the hell was I doing? Staring at my own
daughter like she was a performing animal.
"I-I'm sorry Connie." I said as I closed her bedroom
door and ran downstairs. I sat on the couch and felt
dirty. What must she have thought when she saw the lust
on my face?
I knew it was only a passing impulse, never to return,
but how would she feel around me now? What if she told
my husband Curt about this? OK that was unlikely. Since
he'd started his new job he was usually in bad mood. And
this wasn't the easiest thing for a girl to talk to her
father about at any time. Then I heard Connie crying
upstairs.
Christ what was the matter with me? My daughter has been
horribly embarrassed and probably feels violated and I'm
worried about myself. I went upstairs and gently knocked
on her door (better late than never).
"Connie, can I come in?" I asked softly, I wouldn't have
been surprised if she'd told me to go away.
"Um, ok," she said reluctantly. I opened the door to see
she'd put on her nightgown and was hugging her pillow to
her chest. I sat on her bed and reached out to touch her
arm. I wasn't sure how to begin. Connie surprised me.
"I'm so sorry Mom, I know it's dirty and I try not to do
it, but sometimes I just can't help myself. I start to
think about how good it will feel." she started to cry
again. I pulled her close to me.
"Oh sweetie, did you think I was angry?" I ran my hands
up and down her back. "There's nothing wrong with what
you were doing."
"Really?" She sounded hesitant, as thought she wanted to
believe but didn't let herself.
"Absolutely, in fact everyone does it."
"Oh come on Mom, I know that's not true." She pulled
away from me and rolled over showing me her back.
"Look I'm telling you the truth. I swear. Look I do it."
She didn't say anything to this. She had that truculent
look from childhood. This was turning into a battle of
wills. "Fine I'll prove it but you have to promise never
to tell anyone about this ok."
I came back a minute late with a small duffel bag I kept
buried in my closet. Connie rolled over and looked
curiously at me. I still couldn't believe was doing this
but I took out my vibrator.
"You tell anyone about this and you'll be grounded for
life."
She sat up and looked at it. "What. I mean . well what
do you . use it for."
I smiled, "The same thing you use your fingers for."
That made her blush. "Don't be embarrassed. I told you
everyone does it." I twisted to bottom and it began to
buzz and I handed it to Connie who giggled.
"But don't you and Daddy, um, you know?"
"Well sure. I mean . well it's just that. um. you see."
Connie was now holding the vibrator close to her face
and I was starting to feel turned on again. It was
something about my angelic daughter holding something
that had been stuffed up my twat. I tried to ignore it.
"Sometimes he isn't around or just doesn't feel like
it."
"Guys don't always feel like fucking?" said Connie.
"Connie! Watch your mouth." I relaxed a little. She was
testing her boundaries with me. "Well it may surprise
you to know that when men get older they do lose some of
there sex drive so. women have to get creative."
"Do you like using this?" Connie asked me smiling.
Connie began rubbing the vibrator over her breasts
making her nipples stand up through the fabric. I found
myself staring at her breasts, suddenly I wanted to see
her naked again. I wanted to watch her when she knew I
was there.
"As much as you like using your fingers, probably a
little more even."
"I'll bet this feels great inside you." Now I knew she
was testing me, she wanted to see how far she could push
me before I got upset. She was well-behaved but she
loved to see what she could get away with. Was she as
excited by the tension here as I was?
"Um, yeah it does." I thought about the last time Curt
and I had sex. Since he'd lost his job he'd lost his
confidence and wasn't really into it much. I thought of
something to say that might even up the odds and knock
Connie off balance. "Not as good as your father, but you
can't have everything."
God it was so exciting to talk like this with my
daughter. I was enjoying the whole fact that it was all
so bad and the simple fact that I shouldn't be doing it.
I felt like diddling myself right here.
"Show me how you use it," said Connie thrusting it back
at me. I was so horny by then that I wanted to convince
myself that it was fine. I thought how in junior high
school at slumber parties I'd watched girls do this sort
thing while playing Truth or Dare. I was trying to
justify it my mind but I was having trouble. Finally
Connie said the thing that allowed me to relent. "I
thought you said it wasn't a big deal, that everyone did
it. Besides you watched me."
"Ok," I said, standing up and taking off my sweatpants.
"But you'd better not tell anyone about this."
"I swear," said Connie smiling. Sitting on the bed with
my legs at a forty-five degree angle, I pulled my
panties to one side and hoped that Connie wouldn't ask
why I was so wet already. I saw the anticipation in
Connie's eyes and I liked it. Curt hadn't looked at me
like that in a long time. But I hadn't been this excited
about sex with him in a while either.
At first I just traced my outer lips. Connie leaned in
closer. I wanted her to smell my sex. I loved how
forbidden this was. I felt like a wild lawless woman as
my daughter leaned in closer to my wet cunt. I began to
gently penetrate myself, shallow strokes at first but
then deeper. I noticed Connie was less than a foot away.
My lust was building but I started to deny myself
orgasm. I wanted to be horny.
Before I knew what I was doing I heard myself ask, "Do
you like Mommy's cunt?" Connie gasps at my language but
replied less than a second later.
"It's very pretty Mommy. Can I please do this for you? I
want to put it in you."
"Take off your nightgown and then you can." Where the
hell did that come from? It was like someone had shoved
me to the side and my body and speech was being run by
remote control.
Connie stood and stripped off the nightgown doing a
gentle little spin for me smiling as she showed off her
body. She then gripped the edges of my panties.
"Why don't I take these off?" Before waiting for an
answer she began pulling them off. I lifted my ass off
the bed as my sign of compliance. Connie took the vibe
from my hand, with my hands now free I pulled off my
sweatshirt. I wasn't wearing a bra. My breasts are 38DD
and finding bras that big enough are next too impossible
and even they feel like shackles.
I massaged my breasts while my daughter fucked me with
my vibe. Connie was lying on her side now, rubbing
herself with one hand while she diddled me with the
other. Without even explaining to what I'm doing, I
placed my hand on the back of Connie's head and pulled
her head forward in my pussy.
She did nothing to resist and I couldn't believe it. A
voice in the back of head screamed: "Stop! This is
Connie! You're not even into girls! You're married!
She's underage! And worst of all this underage, girl is
your daughter!" But a much bigger voice was telling me
to let go and enjoy what I was doing. I felt like I was
evolving into so much more than I was.
Connie's lips began tracing my lips; she let the vibe
slide out onto the bed. She started by licking me all
over just savouring the taste of me.
"That's a good girl," I said, "Lick it all up for
Mommy." She began to moan in pleasure as she set to
work. I had to move her around, she had so little
experience with sex but she was a willing to learn. She
continued to rub herself. As I relented and let myself
get closer to climax so did she; until we came together.
I coated her face with my juice (I squirt when I cum). I
listened to her shriek with joy.
OH MY GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE! I sat up and looked at
Connie who lay on her side smiling at me. I felt filthy
and disgusted.
"I'm sorry Connie, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let
this go this far." I sat up but Connie just smiled.
"I'm not sorry." She replied, "I'm not sorry at all.
Mommy."
I shuddered and I started to pull my clothes on. "We'll
deal with this in our own way."
"I'd like to deal with this by doing it again."
"Connie, I'm sorry. This is my fault. I'm the grownup
and I shouldn't have let it go that far but I just got
carried away. We can't ever do that again." I was
dressed again but Connie was still naked. She stood up
and walked over to me. Her expression gave away nothing.
Then without warning she kissed me. It was deep soul
kiss. I was licking her lips and tasting my cunt juice
on them and along her chin. It was wonderful. I'd never
kissed a woman before and I wanted to kiss Connie for an
hour. Then I shoved her away.
"Well talk about this later ok." I said. I went into the
bathroom and took the longest, hottest shower of my
life.
*
For the next week I knew what it was like to be a drug
addict. I was disgusted by what had happened but I still
burned to do it again. Connie didn't try anything, which
is not to say she left me alone. A few times she called
me 'Mommy' just to see me do a double take and once when
we were all watching television I noticed her fingering
herself and then she smiled at me while sucking on her
finger. I wanted to scream at her that her father was
sitting right there.
My time with Curt was the worst. I still loved him
deeply and normally whenever I talk to him about a
problem it seems manageable. But how did I talk to him
about this? He noticed my odd behaviour but at first I
was able to brush him off.
"Are you sure that nothing's the matter?" he would ask.
"For the tenth time, yes I'm sure."
"You just seem distracted and upset, that's all."
"Fine you know everything then maybe you can tell me
what's wrong?" I'd try to sound annoyed and not
panicked. He relented but I knew I wasn't fooling him. I
was only sending the message: "I'm ready to be a total
bitch about this. Are you sure it's worth it?" There's
nothing worse that thinking that if you're husband knew
everything about you, he'd think you're lower than dog
shit.
I also masturbated constantly; at least three times a
day. I was also changing my panties with equal
frequency.
*
It was a week later that it happened. Curt had left for
work and I was taking a shower, mostly so I could use
the shower massager. I wanted to cum before Connie came
home. She'd been getting bolder as the week went on and
my hunger for her was growing. I felt the pulsating
water and tried not to think of my daughter but it was
no use, I eventually relented and imagined she was a
Roman slave girl in the bathhouse.
"That's it, rub Mommy's cunt really good." I said to
myself.
"I was hoping you'd ask that." said Connie. I opened my
eyes to see her standing naked outside the shower
curtain. I thought that my imagination had taken over.
Then she opened the shower curtain, stepped inside and
kissed me.
The closest I came to resisting was not immediately
embracing and groping her. Please notice that I used the
word 'immediately.' My resistance was stripped away
rather quickly once I had her supple naked body in my
arms. Her pert breasts slipped against my huge udders.
When we broke our kiss, I asked, "What are you doing
home so early?"
"I knew Daddy was working the afternoon shift so I
skipped my last class, I wanted to come in right after
he left and catch you like this Mommy."
"Ohhh, you're being a naughty girl and you'll have to be
punished for that won't you?"
"Oh yes Mommy. I'm so bad."
"You've lost your name for the rest of the day. From now
on you'll only be called cunt, whore, or slut."
"Oh Mommy will you really call me such nasty names?" I
kissed her again, pinning her against the shower wall.
"Get on your knees slut and lick Mommy's cunt clean."
Connie shuddered when I said that. It gave me a thrill
as well. She ate me out like a girl who hadn't eaten for
a week. I rubbed her face into my pussy and she only
seemed to want more. I could feel her sucking me into
her mouth and letting me slid out. Ohhh, yes it was
incredible.
She made me cum so hard I almost fell out of the tub.
This time the feeling of revulsion that swept over me
was outweighed by my feelings of desire. This wasn't
Connie, my daughter. This was Connie, my cunt-lapping
whore. I yanked her to her feet and handed her a bar a
soap.
"Wash Mommy's tits," I ordered her. I couldn't believe
what I'm saying. But it excited me to act that way.
Connie washed my sloping breasts lovingly. She was
aroused but she also had genuine reverence for me. When
she finished I said, "Now suck on Mommy's nipples like
you did as a baby."
This felt nothing like when she was a baby. I ran the
soap bar over Connie's budding breasts. God when I was
younger I loved having such big tits; all the attention
was great. But as I got older I thought they were more
trouble than they were worth. Now I hoped Connie
wouldn't get too big. I hoped she'd never lose her
girlish figure. The warm wetness of Connie's mouth felt
so different from the heat of the shower. I loved it and
I wanted her to be able to take my whole tit in her
mouth.
When she was done, I washed off Connie's chest and I
took a turn. Her breasts were so firm and small that she
groaned just from that. I rubbed the bar of soap between
my hands and then began to play with Connie's pussy. I
shoved my soapy fingers deep inside her playing with her
cervix.
The soap must have burned but she never complained, in
fact she spread her legs wider for me. Saying things
like: "Yesss Mommy, fill my slutty little cunt!" I had
four fingers inside her before I had to stop.
She was a virgin after all and although she'd never
actually tell me, or even ask me, to stop. I could tell
that she wouldn't enjoy if I went any further. I used
the shower massager to wash out the soap. I never
stopped kissing her tits. God her skin was so firm and
beautiful.
"Mommy, do I make you happy?"
"You make me happier than I ever knew I could be."
"Oh good! I want to be your slut forever."
"You'll always be my slut."
"What do you want to do now Mommy?" asked Connie.
"I want to shave my little girl's pussy."
*
She sat on the bathroom counter with her legs spread
wide and shaving cream covering her mons pubis. I
trimmed her hair as short as I could with a pair of
scissors and now I began shaving her with my razor.
"You'll remember to do this everyday?" I told.
"Yes Mommy, if it makes you happy then I want to do it.
Besides I like it too. I want to look like a little girl
for my Mommy."
"If you don't, then you'll get a spanking." I said, and
smiled.
"Now Mommy, threats only work if you threaten to do
something I don't want." I laughed. "Mommy thank you for
letting me be your slut again."
"I don't think I let you. You just wouldn't take no for
an answer." It was weird that she was the aggressor
until I relented and then I became the dominate one. I
shaved her completely and now I went against the grain
to guarantee a perfectly smooth shave.
"I love you Mommy."
"I love you too Connie." I'd forgotten to call her a
filthy name but neither of us seemed to notice.
"Am I done Mommy?" she asked me. I wiped her with a wet
washcloth.
"Let me see." I began licking her virgin pussy.
"Oh yes Mommy! That feels wonderful." And she tasted
wonderful, she tasted sweet and new, like honey. I got
so caught up in it that I soon was sopping wet again. I
listened to Connie pant and moan as I licked her and I
started rubbing my own twat. I got as much pleasure from
her as she got from me.
When she finally came I noticed that she squirted when
she came, just like her Mommy. I knew I'd love the taste
of my daughter for the rest of my life. I didn't need as
much direction as Connie. I'd never gone down on a woman
before but I had a lot (well a fair number) of men go
down on me and I knew what felt good.
"Yeah! Mommy eat you little Connie-Slut's pussy like
that!" This was music to my ears. When Connie came she
saw how wet I was and insisted that we go back to my
bedroom so she could fuck me with the dildo.
It wasn't until after ten that I sent her to her own bed
before Curt came home.
*
This time I didn't fool myself into thinking there
wouldn't be another time. I was a junkie and I was
hooked. I still hated myself for what I was doing but I
wanted Connie and felt that I couldn't live without her.
Connie managed to act normal around Curt, although her
style of dress around the house became a bit more
risqu‚. We managed to keep our hands off each other for
the next three days.
Then at lunch half way through the following week, I
knew I needed another fix. A half hour before her
usually time to arrive I changed into my two-piece
swimsuit and sat on her bed.
Someone walking into Connie's room would be perfectly
aligned with her bedroom window and to the right of the
window is her bed. Sitting there no could see me in her
room. When Connie walked in she jumped a little at
finding me sitting on her bed. She stood there a moment
with her mouth hanging open. That cool sense of control
settled over me again.
"Put down your school bag," I said, "And don't speak
unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mommy." She tried to look scared but was too
enraptured to pull it off.
"Good. Take off your blouse." Her school uniform was a
plaid skirt, white blouse and black knee socks. I'd
never realized before but the outfit is sexy!
Connie noticed the obviously open blinds. Her room
looked out over our backyard and there were at least
five separate neighbours who might see her. I wasn't too
concerned, after all, if you saw a fourteen year old
girl changing her clothes you'd either look the other
way or enjoy the show and hope she'd do it again.
She unbuttoned her blouse starting at the neck and
working downward. She seemed to know instinctively not
to remove the skirt without being told. Underneath she
wore a small sports bra.
"Now the bra, give it to Mommy." She pulled it above her
head and tossed it to me. I looked at it a moment and
then tossed it in her trash can. Connie looked confused
and started to ask something but then remembered that
she wasn't allowed to speak.
"Are you wet?" I asked.
"A little, Mommy."
"Play with your titties. Get your nipples hard for
Mommy." I watched her tweak and rub them. She kept
shooting nervous glances out the window.
"Pinch them." She gently pinched her breasts. "Pinch
them hard."
Oh her face I saw pain battling with lust. As she
pinched both nipples her knees began to wobble
"Are you wet?" She nodded. "Show me. Lift your skirt." I
could see the wet patch on her crotch.
"Ok, Strip naked." She didn't say anything but she
looked out the window nervously.
"Is someone watching?" I asked.
"I think so. He's an old man."
"Then give him something to watch." Connie smiled and
unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor.
"I want you to play with yourself but you must stop when
Mommy tells you. Now play with your twat, perform like
an animal!"
"Yes Mommy," she said breathlessly. She was so turned on
now that she didn't need urging, just permission.
"Switch hands," I told her, "Rub your pussy juice all
over your tits. You're such a horny little slut aren't
you?"
"Yes.Mommy." I watched as she rubbed her juice over her
hard little nipples. I could tell she was close to
orgasm. I decided to help her along.
"I'll bet you've wanted to do this all day. Do you ever
imagine frigging yourself in class while everyone
watches?"
"Ohhh!"
"You'd love it if everyone saw you walking around with
your tits and cunt hanging out! Well at least once a
week I want you to go school with no bra and no
panties." She moaned deeply and I knew she was so close
now.
"Stop!" I told her and she obeyed almost against her
will. She looked at me pleadingly. I smiled back, she
reminded me of those pictures of cars wobbling on the
edge of a cliff.
"Get your cute little ass over here!" She crawled onto
the bed on her hands and knees. I gave her a long kiss.
"Now I want to suck on your tits."
I love the taste of dried cunt juice. She sat on my lap
as I sucked her nipples licking the flavour off. I moved
my fingers between her legs and diddled her while I did
this. It was just enough to keep her on the edge but
never let her orgasm. To keep from moaning she began
kissing my forehead. When I finished she collapsed
against my chest.
"I love you so much Mommy. You have no idea how you make
me feel."
"I love you too, and it's probably how you make me feel.
Now," I said untying the bottoms of my swimsuit, "lick
mommy's cunt. I want you to play with yourself while you
do but you're not allowed to cum until I do."
I tried not to make it too easy for her but I was
incredible hot by now and Connie has a wonderful mouth
and tongue.
"Oh yes, you're so good for Mommy's cunt. You love to
eat Mommy's pussy, don't you? You're so horny I bet you
want to diddle yourself all day. Well you're Mommy's
slut now. You eat. eat. my. cunt!!"
I squirted juice all over her face just as she covered
her hand. Afterwards we took a shower together and
Connie washed my hair and body, shaved my legs,
underarms and pussy.
That became our routine. After school Connie would come
straight home and we'd fuck like animals, then shower
and bathe each other. There is something otherworldly
about making out with your daughter in shower.
*
After four months that things almost went completely
wrong forever. We were drying off after our shower and
Connie asked to go down on me again. She loved eating my
pussy; I mean she honestly loved doing it. I sat on the
counter with my legs spread while Connie knelt in front
of me. It took only a few minutes with us both like
that.
Connie looked up from between my legs and smiled with my
goo all over her chin. "Oh Mommy, I love it when you
cum. You taste so good and."
We both heard the front door open. "Hey you two, my
shift got cancelled."
"Get in your room and get into bed," I hissed at Connie.
She streaked, literally, into her room seconds before he
came upstairs. I grabbed the damp towel I'd been sitting
on and pretended to dry my hair.
"Good news," I called in answer to his earlier
statement. He gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Where's Connie?"
"She wasn't feeling well and decided to go to bed
early." I felt awful for lying. He looked at my naked
body and smiled.
"So we're alone."
I saw the attraction in his eyes and I loved it, but I
also thought: "if he knew what you'd been doing then
he'd feel nothing for you but disgust." I tried to act
normal.
"Uh I guess we are. Do you see anything you like?"
I just couldn't get aroused. We'd had such a close call
that I couldn't relax and get in the mood. I'd planned
to fake it (all credit to Curt; I don't have much
experience at this).
He lay naked beside me, kissing my neck and it was
really pleasant when I noticed Connie had opened the
bedroom door and was masturbating while she watched us.
If Curt turned around he'd have to see her. I mouthed
the words: GET OUT.
She hesitated a moment with her fingers stuffed up her
twat. I lay petrified and Curt looked me in the eye.
"What's wrong?" Her father's voice snapped Connie out of
her trance and she slipped back into her room.
"Nothing," I said. It sounded weak even to me. Curt got
up and started dressing.
"Ok, I can tell you're not into this." He sounded more
fed up than disappointed.
"I'm just. I think I'm getting whatever Connie has."
"Yeah whatever. I'm going to the Y and swim some laps."
"Don't run away. It's not you. I'm just..."
"It's not just tonight!" He screamed cutting me off. It
scared the hell out of me. I'd never seen him this angry
before. He saw the fear in my face and backed down.
"Jesus, I'm sorry Syl. It's just this fucking job it
getting to me. I hate telling people what I do for a
living, I hate being a loser, and I hate feeling like
you're not attracted to me anymore."
"I am attracted to you." I said this almost pleading.
"I know." The statement sounded weak and only proved
that he didn't believe it. Walking out of the bedroom he
called "I'll be back later." I waited until I heard his
car pulling out of the driveway before I went into
Connie's room.
"What the fuck were you thinking!? Do you want him to
catch us!?" Connie hadn't dressed either. She sat on her
bed with her knees pulled up to her chest and her eyes
downcast.
"I'm sorry Mommy."
"Cut that out! Do you know what would happen if he knew
what was going on? He'd kill me. Or I'd go to jail and
never see either of you again and I'd only wish I were
dead!" The rant had defused some of my rage. Calmly I
repeated my original question. "What were you thinking?"
She still didn't look at me. "I could hear you two
talking in the hall. When you went you're your bedroom I
knew you were going to fuck. I went and listened outside
your door..."
"Why!"
She sounded meek and she started to cry as she said,
"Because I wanted to be there and make love to both of
you."
It stunned me at first. I hadn't suspected she felt this
way. Then I imagined watching Curt and Connie to
together and it made me tingle all over. But I didn't
get carried away, it was a stupid pipedream. I sat down
and hugged Connie rocking her until she stopped crying.
"Connie I wish it could happen, but I just can't see him
being into it."
"A year ago could you have pictured us together?" She
had a point there.
"If we told him there would be no going back if he
wasn't into it. You can put the Genie back in the
bottle."
"I have an idea. I could try and get him to fuck me. He
wouldn't even need to know about us until afterwards."
It was a tempting idea.
"I just don't know."
"Please Mommy? I want him so bad." I could see the naked
hunger in her eyes and knew she try this, with or with
out my permission. If I agreed then I could help plan
and two heads are better than one.
"You really want him? This isn't just someway to make it
easy for us to be together?" Connie looked me in the eye
and slowly shook her head. "Spread your legs and tell
Mommy more of your plan."
I lay on the bed and lapped her wet pussy. I listened to
her breathing get deeper the rhythm alternate.
"Well, first I need to get on the pill. Then... Oh Mommy
yes! There's a boy at school who's asked me out. Oh fuck
yes! Mommy, do that. I, I could learn how... how to...
handle a... cock. Ohhh yes!"
THE END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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