Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1999 03:02:37 PST From: Haley Statton Subject: 'Fiona and Her Mom' (F/f inc) "Fiona and Her Mom" (F/f inc) new version by: Haley Statton - haley_statton@hotmail.com Originally Titled: `Daughter's Horny Urges' This is a work of fiction. Incest is not right in the real world. Sex with underage individuals is not right in the real world. If however, you are able to restrict yourself to a fantasy life which resides on the web, you are 18 years or older, and you enjoy reading erotic stories of the aforementioned nature, then you may continue. Fiona and Her Mom "This is perverted", sixteen-year-old Fiona told herself as she crept down the darkened hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans coming from her parents' bedroom. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Fiona, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Images of being caught peeking flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of it. But other images flashed too. Images off passionate, wriggling bodies and glistening skin...hard nipples, legs sensually spread wide and spasming. Fiona couldn't help herself, she had to look. Quietly, she opened the bathroom door, the one that connected into her parents bedroom. Just as she had hoped, the door was open. In the darkness, she crept silently forward, until she could see the bed, and the writhing bodies upon it. The soft creak of the bed could be heard now, and in the dim light of the room she could see her father, Jerry kneeling behind her mother, Janet. Jerry had a handful of Janet's hair, from behind, and his lower body was pressed firmly against hers. Her mother's head was arched back and her luscious ass was arched up against her husband. The dimness of the light reduced the image to black and white, Janet's ass looking smooth, round, and unblemished. The covers were a heaped mess on the floor at the foot of the bed, and Fiona noticed that her mother was all but shredding the bottom sheet with her long fingernails which dug into the mattress deeply for support. The teen felt a knot in her stomach, one that twisted all the way down between her young legs. Jerry whispered sensual obscenities to his wife, voicing his desire. Janet half moaned, half sighed her response, pushing her upper body up on her hands, her full breasts swaying beneath her slim, supple body. "Fuck me hard." she breathed. "Fuck me hard and fast. Cum in me!" Fiona couldn't believe her ears! Her nipples were already hard, excited by what she'd seen and heard so far. Now they ached to be touched and Fiona's right hand found her nipple, teasing it. She had thought it would be the sight of both parents engaged in wild sex that would excite her curious teenage mind, one that only longed to see the pleasure that awaited her in later years, but the more she watched, it was her mother that snared her attention. Janet's raised ass, breasts bouncing, and the flesh of her ass rippling made Fiona feel the thin cloth of her panties clinging to her crotch, moistened with her own juices. Fiona let out a low sigh... a sigh of lustful teenage arousal. Her left hand replaced her right on her nipples, and her right hand slid under her panties and between her legs. Fiona knew she was wet, and she slipped one finger deep into herself, rubbing her clit frantically. She had been masturbating since she was twelve years old, and by now knew exactly how to bring herself off in the shortest possible time. She slipped another finger into her tight, little cunthole and began to move it in and out. The two bodies on the bed undulated and writhed about, glistening even in the semi-darkness of the room. Suddenly, they both stiffened and shuddered. Their groans and loud breathing filled the air for a few long moments, and then they fell silent. In the sudden silence Fiona stopped cold. Her own heavy breathing was covered by theirs, as was the wet, squishing sounds her fingers had been making in her pussy. She slowly caressed herself and watched the two lovers on the bed. Fiona finally realized the show was over and she crept back to her bed, still excited by what she'd witnessed. Her own sleep came only after she'd rubbed her gooey little slit to orgasm, fantasizing, with guilt, about her mother as she came. The next morning Janet was in the kitchen first, having made coffee and preparing to make breakfast for the three of them. Fiona shuffled in wearing her robe, shaking out her long golden hair. "Well! Good morning, sleepy-head!" her mother said cheerfully, handing over a hot cup. "'Morning, Mom", Fiona said blearily. "Thanks." "Well, you look dreadful." "I have an excuse, Mom", smiled Fiona. "Mmmmm?... and what might that be, dear?" asked her mother absently. "All that noise you and Dad were making last night." "Oh? I'm sorry, did we wake you, honey?" Janet asked looking surprised. "Yeah, it's okay though." Fiona said. Fiona looked at her mother. They had always had a good relationship, more like friends than mother and daughter, and Fiona knew she could talk about sex with her mother openly. "Do you like what Daddy does to you Mom?" asked Fiona, almost innocently. Her mother blushed, even through her early summer tan. "Well, er... yes, I'd ah... I'd have to say he is very good", stammered Janet. "But it's not something a young girl asks about, dear." "Why, Mom?" Her daughter had her there, Janet realized. "Ah... I... I don't know, it just isn't the done thing, that's all." "But, Mom, I thought you said for me to ask you anything about sex I wanted to know. You said anything at all, remember?" Janet swallowed uneasily. This was going to be difficult. She tried desperately to think of a reason not to answer her daughter's question, but couldn't think of one. Remembering how her own mother had avoided the subject of sex at all costs, Janet decided to be candid with her daughter. Sixteen years ago, Fiona herself had been the result of Janet's own dismal ignorance of sex. "Okay, honey", said Janet finally. "What exactly do you want to know?" "Nothing," replied the young girl, nonchalantly. "I was just wondering if you and Daddy did some of the things I've heard about, that's all." "And what sort of things have you been hearing about?" "You know... things..." "You're going to have to be more explicit than that, dear. I have no idea what you're talking about." "Well, does Daddy...go down on you?" Janet almost went back on her promise to herself about telling Fiona the truth. But her daughter's unashamed frankness prevented her. The last thing she wanted was Fiona growing up disgusted with sex, in any of it's forms. "Yes, sometimes he does, honey", Janet admitted. Fiona's eyes lit up like birthday candles. "Really?" she paused but actually wanting to say it again, "He licks your pussy?" "Yes", said her mother with a grin of insecurity. Fiona felt her own pussy moisten at the thought of a hot tongue licking her mother's hairy, wet cuntslit to orgasm. "Is it good, Mom?" "Mmmmmm, it's wonderful", admitted Janet, feeling suddenly much more comfortable about talking to her daughter on so personal a subject. Fiona felt a sudden wetness between her thighs as her excitement leaked out through her panties and dampened the chair. She fought the urge to touch herself, crossing her legs instead. "Does it make you come, Mom?", she asked, remembering that it had been too dark to see much the night before. "Now, you're getting a little too personal, dear", smiled her mother. "Aw, mom!", frowned Fiona. After last night, she was eager for more juicy titbits from her mother. "All I'll say honey, is that it is fabulous, okay? Now, why don't you go and take a cold shower, young lady", giggled Janet. Fiona smiled. "Okay Mom," she said, walking down the hallway. Before entering the shower, Fiona surveyed herself in the mirror. What she saw pleased her mostly. Fair skin but with a few too many freckles (never mind that most of her friends at school told her they were sexy), a pair of slightly bloodshot blue eyes, and a very attractive face. Her nose was a little too big she thought, but no one ever complained. Her best features, the ones she knew would always get the boys to look still pleased her. Her hair was straight, and long, stopping just below her waist, like a golden-blonde waterfall. And her eyebrows, which matched her hair exactly. Her budding breasts weren't as large as she wanted, but at her age they were well proportioned to her lithe young body. Her waist was slender, and she was trim. Her history teacher had told her she had an athletic looking body, but he was always complimenting the more mature looking girls in his class. Fiona stepped into the shower and soaped up, thinking of her mother's performance last night. She didn't masturbate, she never could in the shower, but she did feel much better after she'd cleaned up and put on what little makeup she usually wore. She brushed her long hair, still wet, and used the blow-dryer for about ten minutes. Later that day, Janet and Jerry went out shopping, while Fiona contented herself with sunning on the patio, reading a new book by her favorite author. Her parents had offered to take her along, but Fiona knew they wanted to be alone. She'd lied about having to go out to a friend's house, just wanting to relax by herself for a while. She'd tell them her friend called to cancel as soon as they got back home. In the meantime, Fiona worked on her tan, hoping that her freckles would blend into a semblance of a tan at least. It was pretty and quiet in the mountains this time of year, but still warm, and Fiona only stayed in the sun for a short while before moving into the shade. She read for about an hour and a half, then dozed off. Fiona awoke, stretching like a cat, and then stood up. The light coating of sun-screen still glistened on her skin and felt slippery since she'd perspired during her nap. She picked up her towel and turned to enter the house when she saw her mother and her father inside. They obviously didn't know she was home, and hadn't seen her lying in the shade. Fiona watched through the large glass doors, her eyes wide, blinking in amazement or sleepiness. Her mother lay on her back on the sofa, her ass at the edge of the cushions. She was naked, with her legs high in the air, her father was crouching between. Her mother was shaking and rocking her hips, grinding her cunt up into his tongue. Fiona wondered what to do as she watched. Somehow they'd come back while she'd dozed off, and hadn't seen her out here. Watching made Fiona very wet, and she wanted to finger her pussy, but she didn't dare. She didn't want them to catch her watching them, let alone masturbating while she did! Fiona noticed her mother's naked body was smooth and evenly tan, except for the small light areas that showed the tiny bikini she normally wore. She could clearly see a beautiful open cuntslit, the wet, glistening, pink gash excited her to the point of bursting. Concealed by the wall, Fiona slipped a hand beneath the waistband of her pants and began fingering her pussy as she stared with lust at at her horny mother, her father seaming to fall away in the moment. She couldn't take it. Before she knew what she was doing, Fiona felt her feet moving, and she felt as though someone else was controlling them. As she moved, it came to her that she was going to walk in on them, and she prepared an "excuse". If they objected or were embarrassed, she would simply go to her room, then shower off from her sunbathing. Otherwise, well, she'd see. Fiona took a deep breath and opened the door, walking in and closing it carelessly behind her. Just as she entered, Janet looked up. Mother and daughter locked eyes for a moment, then Fiona's were drawn to the liquid running down her mother's crotch, she had climaxed and was coming freely. Her father hadn't seen her yet bet her mother looked up and nodded towards the hallway. Fiona took one long last look at her mother's slippery cunt and tiptoed quickly towards her room. She kept thinking about the wetness and colour of her mother's aroused cunt. As she walked she could feel the slipperiness of her own pussy and the tight, stiffness of her little nipples. She heard her mother whisper something to her father and the sound of hasty dressing. Fiona decided to take a shower in an attempt to cool down her incestuous arousal, and had just gotten undressed when she heard a soft knock at her door. "Yeah?" "It's me, sweetheart, can I come in for a moment?", she heard her mother's muffled voice ask. "Yeah! Come in, Mom!", said Fiona, hastily wrapping a towel around her naked young body but not really wanting to. The door opened and her mother entered the room. She was fully dressed now, but her face still held a rosy flush of sexual excitement. "Can I talk to you about what happened just now?" asked Janet. Fiona looked embarrassed and a little frightened. She was certain her mother was going to give her a good chewed-out for spying on them. "I'm really sorry, Mom!", she spluttered, "I won't ever do it again, honest! I just couldn't help but notice you and... um.. well ...you know!" Janet smiled at her daughter and sat down on the bed next to her. "Hey... hey... You're not in any trouble, honey. " she crooned, hugging the girl affectionately. "I'm not going to get mad at you for a little natural adolescent curiosity." "You're not?" "No! In fact, your father and I both agree that we should be more open with you." "You mean you told Daddy?" asked Fiona fearfully. "Sure!", smiled Janet. "I saw the way you looked at us." "But I wasn't..." she paused. "Oh don't be embarresed, I saw you looking." "I was only looking at..." she couldn't get the words out. "Yes?" Janet said softly caressing Fiona's shoulders. "You," the teen mumbled looking up at her mom. Janet was caught off guard. She hadn't thought that all the questions and glances had been directed purely at her. Her mind was blank. She was careful not to release Fiona from her embrace as she didn't want to alienate her daughter in any way but she was stumbling to find thoughts, much less words for the news that had just broken. Wasn't this wrong? How would she deal with this? This was her daughter. As she continued to question, Fiona moved closer, up against her mom. Janet stopped and looked into the girl's face. Her entrancing eyes had nothing but honesty and innocence streaming forth. It indeed was her daughter but she was also a very beautiful girl. And as she gazed, the idea that this wonderful teen had been fantisizing about her flattered her deeply. That even though her mother, she had found her attractive and enticing. Janet was moved. Without thinking, she continued to hold Fiona and passed her hands down her soft hair. She only felt closeness and intimacy with her. Janet wasn't sure what was right or not but wanted to let Fiona know that she was also someone worthy of fantasy and attention. By her caresses, she could see that her daughter was getting sexually excited and decided that the mood was right to do something about it. She'd had several sexual encounters with other women in her life and even though Jerry usually kept her fairly well satisfied in bed occasionally Janet had the urge to sample a little female flesh for a change. Surprisingly, but to her joy, watching her gorgeous young daughter squirming her naked little ass around on the bed, was making Janet horny too. "What's wrong, honey?" she asked, stroking her daughter's exposed thigh. Fiona's young pussy moistened at her mother's touch and instinctively she opened her thighs wider, unconsciously inviting the hand on her thigh to venture further. "I.. er.... I.. um.. don't know, Mom. I feel kinda funny!" "Good `funny' of bad `funny', sweetheart?" asked Janet, letting her fingers slide up under the hem of the towel which just covered her daughter's furry little crotch. "Good... I guess," murmured Fiona. Her mother's touch excited the young girl extremely. "Do you want me to stop, honey?" asked her mother. "I will if you feel uncomfortable about this." "N..no! No, don't stop...." said Fiona, her voice almost a whisper as she lay her head against her mother's shoulder. "I want you to touch me, Mom" "I am touching you, baby", teased Janet, inching her hand further up under the edge of the towel. "No... t..touch me between the legs, Mom," Fiona panted, "Please stroke my pussy. I'm so hot and wet down there." "Oooooohhh, my sexy little baby! I bet you are!", moaned Janet. "Watching Mommy got you all horny didn't it, sweetheart?" "Ummmmmmm, yessss!" admitted Fiona. "Uuuuhhh, please, Mom...... feel how hot I am!" With a low moan, Janet dropped to her knees on the floor between Fiona's legs, at the same time pulling the towel away from her daughter's body. For a moment she just stared at the girl's body, drinking in her daughter's budding nakedness. Then, with her face down close where she could see, Janet slid her hand between her daughter's smooth young legs. The touch was light and sensual. Fiona's legs opened wider, and her lips parted in a sigh of arousal. Janet's hand lingered a little longer, then she began rubbing her fingers gently along the girl's cuntslit. Fiona looked down, watching her mother caress her almost hairless pubes. Janet's mouth was only inches from her pussy. The sight aroused the young girl almost as much as the sensations her mother's fingers were producing in her quivering loins. Instinctively, Fiona's hand moved and touched her mother's head lightly. To Janet it was a silent invitation and she leaned forward and kissed Fiona's pussy, then she began to lick and kiss her way up her daughter's naked body. Fiona seemed to move on automatic. She leaned forward, tilting her head slightly, and then it happened. Their lips met in a kiss. Fiona was surprised at how warm and soft her mother's lips were. Their breasts touched lightly, making Fiona's nipples stand up even harder. When they parted, Fiona gazed into the eyes of her mother, her own eyes wide with wonder at the new experience. Janet stood up and quickly removed her clothes, wanting to feel her daughter's soft, naked flesh against her own. Fiona lay back watching her mother undress, her legs still wide apart and her hot little pussy slit gleaming with wetness. She couldn't help the little gasp of pleasure which escaped her lips when her mother's naked tits jiggled into view. They were so big, and creamy and firm-looking with large pink nipples that now stood stiffly erect, a testament to her mother's arousal. Trembling with excitement Fiona reached out and touched her mother's breasts. This was the first time she'd ever touched another woman sexually. The soft flesh was so warm, and exciting. Janet's full orb drew Fiona's hand into a cup shape which the young girl slid over the end of her mother's breast. Janet's hands slid down and cupped her daughter's tiny ass, kneading it softly. Fiona's whole body trembled, as though she were going to have an all-over orgasm. Janet trembled at her daughter's nervous excitement and she leaned down, taking one of Fiona's tiny young nipples between her lips. As she sucked on it, biting down delicately, Fiona gasped and pressed her soft tit into her mother's face. Janet pulled on the other nipple with her fingers, then gently sucked Fiona's conical little tit almost entirely into her mouth. Her mother's breathing was shallow and ragged, and Fiona could feel her cunt leaking warm cream down her thigh where they pressed against each other. Fiona felt like she was on fire. She grabbed her mother's face and kissed her. It was nothing like the daughterly peck she usually gave her mother. It was one of the most passionate kisses she'd ever given. Janet returned it, with her hands exploring the lean, smooth texture of her daughter's slender adolescent body. When their kiss broke, Fiona burned with desire, a carnal lust that transcended gender and sexual taboos. She bent and licked around her mother's nipple, then sucked hard on the erect bud. Janet cradled the girl's head to her breast, and felt Fiona sucking and licking her tit, suckling her just like she had done as a baby. But now it was different, her little sucking mouth sent shivers of lust to the core of Janet's being. Fiona's right hand slid between her mother's legs, stroking tentatively at first then more eagerly. Her own pussy spasmed when her fingers discovered that her mother's cunt was soaking wet. Her fingers slid back and forth through the hot, slippery cuntlips, then Fiona sighed as her finger slid into her mother's body. Janet gasped, rocking her hips forward against her daughter's exploring hand, trembling with excitement. Janet crawled between her Fiona's legs and spread her daughter's pussy-lips with her thumbs. Then, before the youngster fully understood what was happening, Janet pressed her mouth over Fiona's gooey little cunt and began to nibble and suck. Fiona threw back her pretty blonde head and moaned loudly. She couldn't believe it. Her own mother was sucking her pussy! The feel of a mouth and lips on her hotly aroused little cunt felt utterly fantastic, and that tongue... her mother's wonderful long tongue... swirling around inside her, probing and delving like a wiggly little cock. Janet began sucking Fiona's pussy like a puppy-dog, lapping her daughter's free-flowing juices and sliding her hands up and down Fiona's thighs. Fiona gasped for breath, her stomach heaved in and out and her legs trembled. Janet sucked and licked, and Fiona shuddered. A wave washed over her, starting in her cunt and spreading outward, returning to her twat as a flood of thick creamy juice to be greedily lapped up by her ravenous mother. Fiona lay back exhausted, her body weak and flushed. Janet crawled up beside her and kissed her daughter's tits, then kissed Fiona on the mouth. Fiona tasted her own juices, not for the first time but certainly the most erotic. Her mother's lips were slick and their tongues danced. Soon, Janet was gasping for breath, sucking off her daughter had excited the woman so much that her own cunt demanded immediate attention. She took Fiona's hand and plunged three fingers into her horny gash, fucking them in and out as she kissed the girl passionately. Fiona sensed Janet's urgency, she was highly aroused. Her mother had given her so much exquisite pleasure and Fiona suddenly wanted to return the favour. Instinctively, Fiona moved her head between Janet's thighs and tentatively tongued her mother's swollen pussylips. Her tongue licked lightly over the glistening slit, finding her clit at the top, all swollen and hard. Janet's hips jerked, as Fiona continued to lick circles around it. Soon Fiona's chin was slick with the juices seeping from her mother's sex, and her little tongue was sliding all around. Fiona loved the feeling on her tongue, and her face. The smooth, warm, slippery wetness excited her, and the musky scent of her mother filled her nostrils. "Put your fingers in me, baby", Janet said breathlessly. Fiona did. First one finger, then two, then a third. Janet's hips bucked and Fiona flicked her tongue over her mother's swollen clit. She felt the spasms around her fingers, the grasping, pulsing squeezes as her mother began to cum instantly. Fiona shoved her fingers in deep, moving her hand back and forth until her mother moaned loudly and began shuddering. Janet's hips ground against her daughter's invading fingers, and her hand pushed Fiona's face tightly against her cunt. When Fiona pulled her fingers out, they glistened with her mother's cream, a few whitish globs clinging to her fingers. Fiona licked her fingers off, savoring it like a fine sauce. They lay on the bed for some time, hugging and kissing each other tenderly. They had shared something very special, and each felt closer to the other than they'd ever been before. Mother and daughter had become lovers. haley_statton@hotmail.com