Date: 7 Oct 2001 18:56:20 -0700 From: Jan Subject: Elaine's Story (Incest, Urin g/g, g/F) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to repost them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2001 Jan. All Rights Reserved. Please mail to: janmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for future chapters. Elaine's story By Jan I was the youngest of three girls borne to a railroad brakeman that was home based in Abilene, Texas. My Dad was a Mexican that married a Caucasian woman all of us physically take after Mom. All three of us are large women. In my case I?m talking 40-f cups and broad hips on a 5-foot 5-inch frame and 153 pounds to go with that. I'm sometimes called voluptuous. The homes on our neighborhood were built in and Old Spanish style. The neighbors were a mix of ethnic people. My best friend was named Louisa lived across the street from us. We grew up together. A large black woman lived in the house next door to her home. My first memories about sex were with my best friend. We would hide behind bushes next to her neighbor's home. We would squat down and pee through our panties watching each other. I talked her into doing it with me. I would rub her panties as she peed. I would smell my fingers and lick them and suck them. Her mother got it out of her why her panties were always wet. She called my Mom and gave her hell for what I was teaching her daughter. After that I would give her a pair of my panties. Mom never mentioned anything about the large number of my wet panties in the wash. Mom and I bathed in the same tub as far back as I can remember. She used to wash me as I sat between her legs. I remember how much I liked it when she washed me between my legs. The terrycloth washcloth rubbing against my crack would make me so excited that I would be squirming in the tub. Mom had to know that she was exciting me. She just never said anything about what she was doing other than to say that she was making sure I was clean. My older sisters are much older than I am. The oldest is Dolores is thirteen years older than I am. Katy is eleven years older than I am. So they were never around much when I was growing up. Dolores was married and Katy was in collage when I was in fourth grade. Dad was on the road a lot. Our baths progressed to her letting me wash her breasts and crotch for her. When she would wash my crotch I started reaching back and fingering her cunt. I found out later that she was having orgasms with my finger in her cunt. When Dad was on the road Mom would let me sleep with her. At first we just slept on our sides with me curled up in her lap. I started reaching back and rubbing her cunt for a while. After many nights of that I turned over to face her. I reached for her breast. Mom even unbuttoned her nightie so I could put my hand inside to play with her breast. With Dad gone so much, Mom and I slept together with each other in her bed two or three nights a week. Some nights she would sleep in my bed. It was a single bed so we had to sleep very close together in my bed, which I loved very much. That allowed me to touch every part of her body. Mom was letting me touch her every place. She would always put on her nightie but leave the top unbuttoned so I could pull her breasts out and play with them. I loved to put my mouth on them and suck her nipples. She loved it when I would put two or three fingers in her vagina and fuck her at the same time I masturbated her clitoris with my thumb and forefinger with the other hand at the same time I sucked on her nipples. At ten I was very proud of myself over my skills at doing this for my mother. The first time I did all three at the same time she climaxed quickly. The ultimate experience of my then short life came on the night when Mom showed me how to give oral sex to another woman. She explained all of it to me, and then demonstrated what she had explained. I was in heaven!!! I couldn?t believe how wonderful it felt having her mouth on my pussy!!! I climaxed very quickly the first time, and she said she was sorry she didn?t make it last longer for me. I told her to try again!! After I had orgasmed three times from her glorious caresses, I got to practice on her!! I was so excited I could hardly breathe when it came time to actually put my mouth on her. My breathing was ragged and my heart was about to explode, but soon enough Mom was feeling exactly like I was and she was climaxing!! Afterwards we lay there and she stroked my hair and caressed my body as I snuggled against her heavy breasts and pressed myself against her stomach and thighs. Oh, what a spectacular night that was!!! So, now I was constantly pestering her to let me eat her, and for the next several months we were pleasuring each other at every opportunity. Mom and I had the house to our selves. I know some days I must have sucked on her pussy at least six or eight times, and she was more than willing to let me do it whenever I wanted, as long as the coast was clear. I had been trying to get her to pee in her panties so I could suck her through the wet material. Sometimes she would agree to do this, but not too often. She thought I was getting too carried away with things and on several occasions tried to convince me that peeing my pants like I was doing was a very bad thing and that I could get in a lot of trouble if I ever got caught doing it. It was fairly routine for me to pee myself at school. The school made us wear uniforms that were black pants and white shirts, and I could get away with wetting myself since no one could tell what I was doing. I carried a bottle of perfume to cover the urine smell. One Sunday Mom and I had gone to church, to the Methodist church where we belonged. There is a balcony at the rear of the church where members of the choir sit during special programs, like at Christmas and Easter. We always went up there to sit because we usually were late getting there and it was less disrupting to go up the stairs right inside the front doors. On this particular Sunday we were sitting up there in the back of that area and the minister wasn?t paying any attention to us. You can't really see people sitting clear at the back, and I think he wasn't even aware that we were there. Anyway, I started getting naughty thoughts and after a minute I reached over and took Mom's hand and put it up under my dress on my crotch. She looked over at me with that look but didn?t say anything. I pressed her hand against my crotch and peed in my panties a little bit. When she felt it she started to pull her hand out but I held on and kept peeing a little more. She finally pulled her hand out and I took it and licked my piss off of her hand. We sat there not doing anything for a minute then I got down on the floor in front of her and stuck my head up her dress and tried to push my face into her crotch. At first she resisted but I wouldn?t leave her alone and she just spread her legs and let me in. She scooted forward on the chair to let herself open for me and I nearly fainted from the thrill and danger of what I was doing. I pulled her panties to the side and sucked her like I had never sucked her before. She must have really been excited by the depravity of the situation because she was cumming in just a minute. After she was finished, we sat there for a little bit and then she whispered to me that we were going to leave. So we got up and silently went down the stairs and out the door. She didn't say anything to me on the way home and I could tell she was getting upset. When we got home she told me that what we did had offended God so much that we both were going to hell. At that time I really didn't care. I had done something that had turned me on like nothing before, but we never did it again in church. Now I hope God understands what was driving me and forgives me for it. We had many sessions over the following two or three years. One thing she liked to do was to go to the park during a weekday when no one else was around. We would swing and ride the merry-go-round and have a little picnic. Then we would get in one of the shelters back in the corner where we could keep watch in case anyone approached, and we would eat each other. She always had great orgasms when we did that because I guess she liked the thrill of doing it in public. Many times we went to the movie and masturbated each other. Once in a while I would be able to suck her pussy but that didn't happen much. We had sex in the back seat of her car many times. And we always had sex at home whenever I wanted it, which was most of the time. Doing things in public turned me on and when we would go shopping I would always try to get her to let me play with her pussy, like in the dressing areas of the stores and such as that. I always tried to get her to let me clean her pussy after she had peed in the public restrooms but she never let me do anything like that. She always said it was too risky and we couldn?t ever get caught doing anything because the police and court would make sure we could never be together anymore. I was now old enough to begin understanding about this and realized that she was right, of course. Nevertheless, I still wanted to be daring and sexy with her in public. I was now 13 years old and my body was very developed for my age, even though I was on the fat side. Most of the other girls hardly had tits, let alone a full c-cup. The other girls were always talking about the boys and acted pretty goofy whenever someone would come around that they liked. I was pretty much of an outcast without many friends. I had Louisa still, but she was interested in the boys too and we were spending less and less time together. Of course she had no idea what my mother and I were doing and even though I thought of her as my best friend and like my sister, I decided that she probably shouldn't know what I was doing. Our pee games from year earlier had been forgotten and she didn't even know that I still was doing that. How I managed to keep that from her I really don't know. Maybe she knew and just didn't say anything. At the end of the school year after our Eighth grade, Louisa's family moved to California. That was a very stressful time for me, losing my only real friend. We cried a lot during those last days before she left. It was a sad time for me, not having her around to talk to, to look at, to hug, to laugh and cry with. She meant the world to me then and always will. Louisa is still a part of my life, as we correspond regularly. She tells me that she hopes to come back here and visit some day, and I tell her I hope to go there and visit, but it's been all these years and that hasn't happened. The following school year, my freshman year, was a pretty intimidating time in the beginning. I was in a new school with new people and here I was, Miss Fatso, trying to figure out if I would be able to fit in. The first few weeks I pretty much stuck to the corners and back rows of the classrooms. Nobody really paid much attention to me. The boys just walked by without speaking and the girls looked at me and turned away. Finally, after the first two months, I was able to strike up a conversation with this other fat girl one day in gym class. The gym teacher had us doing some kind of exercising that only succeeded in making me almost pass out. I had gone over to a bench and was sitting there trying to catch my breath during a break in the action. The other fat girl came over and sat down next to me. She mad the remark, "Ms. Bernstein was about to kill us fatties." I sighed and agreed with her, by saying, "Yea!" She said, "My name is Angela and asked me, what is you name." I told her, "My name was Elaine." She said, "You have a pretty name." We talked a little more mostly about the class and the other people in it. Then Ms. Bernstein had us up going one last time. When the class was over, we headed for the locker room. This was definitely not my favorite place, having to show my whale frame to all the skinny and beautiful people. I always took as much time as possible so that most everyone would already be out of the showers by the time I got in there. This day was no different. When I finally headed that way Angela joined me. She had this huge towel that practically covered her entire body. When I saw it I asked her where she got it, because I wanted one of those for myself. We went into the shower stall at the far end of the row and found ourselves alone. As we showered we chatted and I had a chance to take a look at her. She was about 5'4" tall with fairly short light brown hair. Her body was big. Her tits were way bigger than mine, her mid section was big with a prominent belly, and her hips and thighs were large. I guessed that she weighed around 200, and I learned later that she weighed exactly 218 pounds. Her breasts had large areolas with very big nipples that seemed to be erect all the time. She had very little pubic hair, which surprised me. Her vulva was very prominent. Looking at it aroused me very much. I really wanted to go over there and feel it. As I was checking her out, she was doing the same to me. I noticed her looking and made a point of cupping my tits and rubbing my mound. She didn't miss a thing. We finished fondling ourselves for each other and got out of the shower. She went to her locker and I went to mine. After I was dressed and ready to leave, Angela walked up and asked if I wanted to stop and have a coke before I went home. I told her I wish that I could but my Mom was waiting to pick me up and I had to go. We said goodbye and went our separate way. I saw her the next day at lunch in the cafeteria. I was already sitting at a table, alone as usual, and when she spotted me she came right over. I was glad to see her and she would tell that I was. She was glad to see me too. We talked about classes since the only one we had together was gym, and that was only because she had been transferred into my class. It turned out that she lived only about a mile from my house. Her family had moved to town that summer from Iowa and she didn't know anybody. We had a nice chat and agreed to meet after school for that coke that we missed the day before. After school that day we had our coke, then we went out and I saw my Mom waiting for me. I asked Angela how she was getting home and she said she thought her older sister would be picking her up. I asked Mom to wait for a minute until she knew for sure about her ride. Angela couldn't find her sister anywhere so I told her we would take her home. That's how my friendship with Angela Durham got started. We began hanging out together all the time, going everywhere together. She had a very funny sense of humor and had me laughing all the time. We really had fun together. During the Christmas Holiday break from school we were together every day. One day we were at my house doing nothing much, just sitting around. Mom was gone with one of her friends and we started talking about sex. She told me that she didn't really like boys. I asked her what did she mean and she said that she thought she might be a lesbian. I asked her what made her think that she was a lesbian. She said that she always got turned on whenever she saw me naked. I just stood up, took everything off and spread my legs wide and rubbed my pussy in front of her. I asked her if she was getting turned on right then. Her eyes were wide open and she was staring at me. I told her I wanted to see her naked too because she turned me on very much too. She quickly took off her clothes and we began hugging and kissing. It felt so good to have her bare tits against mine. We sucked each other's breasts until the desire to suck each other's cunt got too strong. It wasn't long after that before we were in a 69 and sucking each other vigorously. I was in love with her puffy pussy. It was so soft and moist. She said she was continually wet thinking about my body all the time. She said that she masturbated every night thinking about me. I couldn't believe that I was so lucky!! I told her how happy I was that she moved to town and that I was so glad when she got transferred into my gym class. We ate each other for a long time that afternoon. I confided in her that I had an overwhelming desire to have her pee on me and drink her piss. She thought about it awhile and asked how we could do that. I led her into my bathroom and I got in the tub. I asked her to stand straddle my body facing me and pee all over me. She squatted over my waist and put her finger on her clitoris and started peeing. She pulled the clit up and the water splashed all over my tummy and breasts. It was splashing off my breasts into my open mouth. I drank everything that splashed into it. By the time she was empty my hair was wet. We bathed together hugging and kissing each other. When I started peeing in the shower Angela knelt in front of me without me asking and drank my pee. When I was finished she was smiling up at me with the spray of the shower splashing on her face. We dried each other off and used my hair dryer to fix our hair. I dressed her in a way that she was nude from the waist down until she had to dress to go home so I could suck her as long as possible. When it was time for her to go home her sister came and picked her up. I hadn't met her sister before that afternoon. When she came in the house she looked at Angela, then at me and had this strange look on her face. Angela got her stuff together and they left. I hope you enjoyed the story and want more. Please send your mail to: janmay699@icqmail.com.