Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2010 15:50:45 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None Subject: Mum Was My Teacher (lesbian/incest, oral anal, g/F) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts incest between a girl and her Mum. 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 re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2010 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Mum Was My Teacher By Jan I am a 24-year old woman from Manchester, UK. My family consists of mother, Amy, father, Lee, sister, Claire and myself, Sarah. When I was growing up we lived in a semi detached house. We were like most of our neighbors, just making a living and going to school. My life changed when I was sixteen. I went to a school that required that all of the students wear a uniform. All of us girls hated having to wear the same type of clothes every day. We tried to rebel by doing things like making the skirts shorter than the school dictated, wearing scandalous underwear, and unbuttoning our blouses below our cleavage to show off sexy bras. Of course the faculty would reprimand us for altering the uniforms. We were often caned for altering our uniforms. I had learned to masturbate myself from my girlfriends at school when I was 14. I developed a habit of coming home after school and stripping off my uniform and sitting on my bed in front of my closet mirror and playing with my breasts and pussy. I was a round faced girl with dirty blonde short hair. It was blonder when I was younger. One afternoon when I got home from school I peeled off my school uniform, and turned on my TV. I only had on my matching white panties and bra as I sat down on my chair in front of the TV. I had been masturbating regularly for a couple of weeks. I had suffered through one of those bad days at school. It had seemed like nothing had gone right that day. I remember that I was watching my favorite sitcom, 'Sabrina the Teenage Witch.' I still have a thing for Melissa Joan Hart. She turned me on so I stuck my hand down the front of my panties and started rubbing my pubic hair against my pussy. I was so busy playing with my pussy I didn't hear the front door open or the footsteps on the carpeted stairs. She must have heard me moaning because she opened my bedroom door without knocking. I panicked. I jerked my hand out of my panties and curled up in a fetal position. I feared what my mum would do to me. Mum's expression hardly changed as she crossed the space between the door and my desk. She stood behind me and placed her hand on my shoulder in a comforting way. "Honey...you don't have to be embarrassed about what you are doing. Every woman enjoys playing with themselves from time to time." I was reluctant to face my mum. She removed my hands from my face and kissed me on the lips. Her face was so close to my cheek that I could feel her breath and she continued to talk to me. "Sarah, I just want to teach you how to masturbate without hurting yourself." Mum sat down next to me. She removed enough clothes to expose her breasts and pussy to me. She showed me how she manipulated her breasts while she used her fingers to masturbate her pussy. Mum kissed my cheek as she slipped her hand down the front of my knickers. The feeling of her hand on my pussy was at least ten times more exciting that it was when I touched myself. I was holding my breath as long as I could before gasping for air. She stuck a finger between my labia and wiggled my little clit around like a joystick on an 'X Box.' She commented on how wet I was. She told me that she wanted to see how much I had matured. She used her free hand to unfasten the hooks on the back of my bra. She continued to play with my pussy as she pulled my bra off of me. My breasts were just a little too large for a B sized bra but didn't fill a C cup that much. Mum used her left hand to feel my tits and stimulate my nipples with her finger. I moaned when she pulled her hand out of my panties and turned my chair around to face her. She used both hands to pull my knickers down. She was strong enough to pull them under my butt. She freed them from my feet before she spread my legs. She actually draped them over the armrests of my chair. She knelt in front of me and parted my labia so that she could inspect my pussy. She seemed to be a little disappointed that my hymen was already broken. That did not stop her from sticking two long fingers into my barrel. She felt my cervix just like our gynecologist did when she gave me physicals. As she withdrew her fingers she pressed against my urethra with a finger tip until I actually squirted a little pee into her hand. It embarrassed me. I could not believe it when Mum actually licked her hand and smelled her fingers. Mum told me, "If you want to use something to masturbate with, the butt of a candle works well. Cucumbers are better with the added benefit that you can eat the evidence afterwards." (She chucked at her attempt at humor.) "For me I have a couple of battery powered toys. A couple of them are about the size of small eggs attached to a battery box by a wire. You can insert them in your pussy or anus and adjust the speed with a three speed switch. I also have a couple of dildos and butt plugs." The revelation that Mum had sex toys to play with shocked me. She saw the expression on my face. "Honey...your father is not always around when I get horny and there are times when he is not in the mood." While she was talking she was playing with my pussy. I had been so disturbed by her admission that I had forgotten that she was rubbing my clit. The sexual wave that swept over me was breathtaking. My legs were falling asleep and starting to tingle. Mum was wedged between my legs so tightly that I could not take them off of the armrests. When Mum actually placed her mouth against my pussy I almost freaked out. She clung to my legs until I calmed down. I could not believe that my mother actually was sucking my pussy. I had another climax that seemed like it would never stop. As fast I would get over a quivering thrill another one would sweep over my body. When I finally calmed down Mum stood up and pulled me to my feet. My legs felt like they would not support me. She supported me until blood returned to my lower legs and I was able to stand on my own. While she was supporting me she pressed my breasts against her body and kissed me on my mouth. It was so strange to smell and taste my own pussy juice on her face. We sat on my bed while Mum talked to me. She assured me that Claire was not old enough to understand sex. She pleaded with me not to tell her anything that had gone on today. My mind was spinning as I assured her that I would not tell Claire anything. I could not look my mum in the eye the rest of the evening. I could not sleep that night. I must have masturbated 8 or 9 times trying to exhaust myself. I still could not look my mother in the eye the next morning as my sister and I ate breakfast before going to school. I could not concentrate all day. I walked home slowly after school. When I entered the house I did not hear any noise alerting me that Mum was in one of the rooms. I made my way up to my room. When I opened the door Mum was laying on top of my bed naked as could be. There were sex toys on my nightstand. "Where is Claire?" Mum smiled, "She went to Granny's after school. We have plenty of time for me to continue introducing you to the mysteries of sex!" I was frozen where I stood. Mum got up and walked towards me. I was fascinated by the sight of her naked body. Her body had put on more than a few extra pounds, her breasts sagged and there was a fold below her navel. She did not trim or shave her pubic hair, so there were a few hairs growing well beyond her panty line. Her thighs were showing the dimples of cellulite. Just the same I thought she was beautiful. We have the same dishwater blonde hair and our pubic hair is darker. I stood there as she approached. She put her arm around me and led me back to my bed. She helped me get out of my school uniform. She could not resist feeling my breasts after taking off my bra. She placed me on my bed on my back before she crouched over me and started sucking on my nipples like she was a baby. She showed me her eggs and placed one between my labia and turned on the motor. The egg was pressed against my clit and it set my body to quivering. The second egg she held against my asshole. It was mind blowing as she pushed the egg into my asshole. I had a climax in no time. There was no rest for the wicked. She dropped the eggs on the floor and reached for a small butt plug and put it where the second egg had been. The tapered base allowed my asshole to close around it to hold it in me. Then she picked up one of her rubber dildos and proceeded to fuck me with it. I almost passed out when it was over. Mum was kissing my brows and assuring me that she had a harness that she would use to strap on the dildo, so that she could fuck me like a man. My head was spinning. Mum leaned over me and used her hand to guide one of her breasts towards my mouth. I was the one to act like a baby this time. I clung to her breasts while sucking on her nipples. When she straddled my chest I was looking at her pussy as she rested on my breasts. I knew what she was going to do and my mouth was watering. She moved her body forward until her hairs were brushing against my lips. I would not believe how my pussy sweated just smelling her cunt. When she pressed her pussy against my mouth I probed the depths of her barrel while she smashed her clit against my nose. She virtually spread her labia over my face like a gas mask. The only way I could catch a breath was when she rocked forward enough that my mouth was free. I would catch a breath and then she would press her asshole against my mouth. When she was finished she gathered up her toys except for one of her medium sized dildos. She told me to have fun with it. I lay there recovering while I heard the shower running. I made good use of the toy that night. I wondered when Mum would consider Claire would be old enough to find out about our toys. The next afternoon when I got home from school Mum told me that she was taking me shopping. She locked up the house and we caught a bus downtown. She didn't discuss what we were shopping for. It puzzled me when we passed through the popular shopping center. When the bus arrived in the old rundown business section she led me off of the bus. She headed towards a shop with the front sporting ads like Adult video arcade, adult book store. When we entered there were only a few men in the store. They looked at us and averted their eyes when we looked at them. The man behind the counter was an unsavory looking guy. His face was pock marked and it looked like he hadn't shaved in days. I just felt like he was dirty. I made sure I was not close enough to smell him. Mum headed directly to a glass enclosed counter and pointed out to the clerk the items she wanted. She selected a couple of dildos, butt plugs and some plastic beads on strings. She also pointed out battery powered eggs. She also selected a bottle of strawberry flavored lubricant. She paid for them with a credit card. The clerk placed her purchases in a plain plastic bag and we left the store. Mum had one more place to take me. It was a tea room. We ordered Old Gray tea and crumpets. We made our way to a small table for two where we added cream and sugar to taste. It took me a moment to become aware that everyone in the establishment were women, even the person busing tables was a slender dark haired woman. As we made our way to a small table for two I noticed the variety of women sipping tea. There were a couple of women that were obviously Indian, dressed in the traditional saris. There were a few black women, I suspected were from Africa. The rest of the women looked like every woman I had ever seen. Irish, Scot, and mixed French, German, Dutch. The women represented a variety of ages. I was obviously the youngest female there. The youngest other woman there was at least twenty. There were a couple of silver haired women dressed like they were very conservative women. They looked like the old women I saw in church. When I looked at one of the silver haired women she shocked me by holding up her hand with her first two fingers spread and stuck her tongue between them and flicked her tongue in a gesture that was obviously a symbol that she wanted to lick my pussy. I blushed and lowered my eyes. While Mum and I sipped our tea and talked I noticed just how familiar these women were with each other. There was a chubby blonde headed woman dressed in a man's suit sitting with a younger woman. There was no doubt that the blonde was a woman. The suit could not hide the fact that she had huge breasts. I suspect that they were F sized, if not G's. The man's shirt and tie did not hide that she did not have a bra on either. While she was sipping her tea her free hand was resting on the lap of her girlfriend passively. Her girlfriend was all female. She looked like an office clerk. Her dress was fashionable. Her hair was long and soft looking. She made no attempt to remove the hand on her lap. It was obvious that the other woman was stroking her crotch. A woman about the same age as my mother approached our table. The woman was nice looking and could have been the mother of any of my classmates. She held out her hand to Mum and bent over to press her cheek against Mum's in a familiar gesture of a kiss that would not leave lipstick on each other. Mum introduced her to me. Her name was Helen. As soon as she knew that I was her daughter, she beamed. "Are you bringing her out?" Mum smiled, "Keep your hands off of my daughter, you wicked old bitch!" The both laughed, good humouredly. It was obvious that they were friends. The woman turned to me and actually did kiss me on the mouth. She whispered in my ear, "When you are ready give me a call. Your mum has my number. When we finished our tea, we caught the bus for home. Mum had lots of sage advice to pass on to me. She told me all about the tea room being the best place for me to meet women. She advised me to be careful which woman I go home with. Some of those women can be rough on a young girl like you." When we got home she saw to it that I sterilized all of my new toys. She cautioned me to clean them before and after using them. I swear that I became addicted to the toys for awhile. I even stuck one of my butt plugs up my ass one morning before going to school. I wore that plug all day. I even had a climax sitting in my desk at school. It was hard doing that without letting on what I was experiencing to my classmates and teacher. I suspect that my teacher caught on to what I was experiencing. I was wiggling my butt around and I closed my eyes and bit my lip. She didn't confront me though. I was enjoying my new relationship with my mother. I could not get enough sex. When I was not sucking her pussy I was masturbating constantly. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com