Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2003 00:04:35 -0500 From: Shay ... Subject: Shannon's Day With Mom If you are underage or object to lesbian lovemaking or incestuous themes, please go knit or something, elsewhere. Otherwise, please enjoy my lil story :) Shannon's Day With Mom by Shay Fifteen year old Shannon was thrilled when her Mom, Marilyn, suggested they spend saturday together. Their plan was a picnic in a beautiful and secluded spot that they knew of a few miles away. It would be just the two of them, as it had been for the last six years. They had grown very close, facing the world together, with a minimum of quarrels. Shannon admired her Mom. All week she was a talented lawyer for environmental causes. Today she was dressed down in jeans and a sweater and reeboks. As Marilyn opened the refrigerator door and bent to get the mayo off a lower shelf, Shannon couldn't help admiring her mother's curvy hips. Wow she's sexy, she thought, then pushed the thought away, a little flustered. They made potato salad together, enjoying each other's closeness as they chattered away and made the food for their outing. At one point, Marilyn fed her daughter a piece of the potato salad from her fingers, creamy and good. Shannon let her lips and tongue caress her mother's fingers for just the tiniest of moments. "Clean hands!" Shannon chirped, imitating her Mom's before-meal mantra. They both laughed and then Marilyn gathered Shannon in for a hug. They stood in the kitchen with their arms wrapped around each other for a moment, feeling each other breathe. "I love you," said Marilyn, then released the girl and they were soon both out the door and loading up the car. As they backed out and got on the road, Shannon watched her Mom shift with her delicate but firm hand on the stick shift. Her Mom seemed so capable, so in control, and so fun. Marilyn turned and flashed a bright smile at Shannon. "Let's get this show on the road, huh?" At one point a careless driver pulled out in front of them, and Marilyn had to expertly steer them safely around the sudden danger. She sighed, and asked, "Honey are you all right?" her concern and her driving both appealed to Shannon, who lightly touched her Mom's arm and smiled and said, "Yeah Mom I'm fine." her hand lingered perhaps just a few seconds longer than neccesary. The truth was, she loved to touch her Mom. At the park, the two of them walked hand in hand, Marilyn with the picnic basket, and Shannon carrying the cooler with their iced tea. They ate and listened to birds, and talked about everything under the sun. Satisfied and happy, they lay close together on the blanket, looking into each other's eyes. "Mmm, Mom, this is nice," said Shannon softly. "Yeah," whispered her Mom, stroking Shannon's long dark curls. Shannon's mind drifted to last night. She had been having trouble falling asleep for the past several weeks, and had found she needed to ...take care of herself before she could fall asleep. She had been laying in her bed, in her room, on her back, and had gently parted her thighs and slipped her hand between her legs and begun very gently stroking herself. She had to be quiet, so her Mom wouldnt hear....not that she would have thought it wrong in any way, just....it was private. Shannon had stroked and caressed herself for a long time, til she was wet and excited. Her movements had become much more urgent. When the teenage girl had felt her orgasm buiding inside her and about to course throught her, the most surprising thing had happened...with her hand a blur between her legs, and her breathing ragged and her hips moving urgently, she had suddenly envisioned her Mom's face before her....smiling, her lovely soft lips getting closer, leaning in for a real kiss....and Shannon had exploded in orgasm, bucking under her covers and panting, "Mom! Mom, ohhhhh Mom, yes god ohhhhhhh........" Laying in her bed, breathless and quivering, she was stunned that she had had that image, how strong and instant her reaction had been, and worried that she'd been heard. But there hadn't been any indication that she had been. And now, here was her mother's face, inches away, her soft lips so close, her green eyes alive and pretty. Before she knew what she was doing, Shannon had closed that last couple of inches between them and was just lightly brushing her mother's lips with her own. Marilyn's eyes widened, but she did not pull back. Shannon was beside herself now, with this wonderful closeness to the woman she adored more than anyone alive. She let her young lips brush against her Mom's again, and again. "Honey...?" Her mother's questioning voice was confused but not angry. "Oh Mom, you're so beautiful," blurted out the young girl as she kissed her mother's face tenderly. With some difficulty, Marilyn disengaged herself from Shannon's kisses. She cupped her face and looked into her eyes. She was flushed. "Honey....you're beautiful, too...so beautiful....but I'm your mother...we cant--" "That only makes it more perfect. Please kiss me, Mom....I'm begging you." Shannon looked to her mother imploringly, her eyes alight with everything she felt. "Please, Mom....please...." Marilyn tried to be firm. "Are you sure about what you're saying, sweetie? If I kiss you...like that....it means something.....if we're going to be....together....it means no one else. If you want to be with me...I mean WITH me....I won't share you with anyone." She searched her daugher's eyes. "Do you understand? We would belong only to each other. Is that truly what you want, honey? We could stop now if...." "Mom?" "Yes, sweetheart," responded Shannon's Mom softly. "Would you be just mine, too? Marilyn smiled. "Yes, of course!" "Then kiss me, " begged the girl. " I would beg you on my knees, if--" "Noooo, shhhhhh." And with that, Marilyn gathered her daughter in her loving arms and kissed her fully on her mouth. Sjannon was beside herself with joy. her mother's slender arms held her securely as she kissed her , over and over again. The two women merged, their kisses deepening as they lay together on the blanket. "Mom," panted the teenager, between hot kisses with her mother. Marilyn gently slid her thigh between her daughter's legs and the two of them entwined, kissing, holding each other tight as they made out shamelessly. After a long time, Marilyn slid on top of her daughter and smiled down at her, her face a mixture of deep love, triumph, and wonder. Shannon wrapped her arms around her mother's sweatered back, and her legs around her hips, and they went back to kissing. Soon, Shannon's small hands were underneath her Mom's sweater, stroking her back, her sides, and finally--to her great joy and pleasure--her Mom's breasts, through her lace bra. "God, honey, that feels so good," panted Marilyn as she kissed her daughter urgently. "Get my bra off....take it off, sweety!" Shannon smiled broadly and undid her Mom's bra as Marilyn licked and kissed her neck, her Mom's hot breath on her skin inflaming her. She got her hands under the loosened bra and cupped her Mom's breasts and squeezed them as her Mom growled with pleasure and excitement. Oh my god, thought Shannon hotly, I've got my hands up under my own mother's sweater, feeling her up! And we're both loving it! Soon the pressure of Marilyn's thigh between Shannon's legs, and her lips on her throat, were too much for the teenager, and she began orgasming in her mother's arms, under her knowing, womanly, sensual assault. "Shannon!" screamed the older woman as she too began to have a furious climax rubbing against her new lover. The two practically tried to crawl into each other's skin as they came, so intense was their desire for each other. Mother and daughter lay in each other's arms, Marilyn on top of Shannon, their chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath and regain their senses. Their clothes were disheveled, they were sweaty, and their hair was mussed as they looked up to see another woman and girl walking by, holding hands. "Oh my god.." gasped Marilyn as she realized they weren't alone and her heart turned over in shock. "It's okay," called the older woman, whose name was Carolyn. She waved her hand downward in a no-big-deal gesture, and said, "Sharon and I understand completely...don't we hun?" "Yes Mom, " replied the younger woman with a wicked gleam in her eye. She then turned to the lovers on their blanket and chirped, "Have fun, you two lovebirds!" Shannon and her Mom watched the two women walk away, and then looked at each other again and smiled. Marilyn caught her daughter's lower lip between her teeth and sucked on it, then lifted up her head, tossed her hair and said, "Let's get you home, lover...I want you in my bed tonight." She kissed her daughter's throat near her collarbone and whispered,"..and EVERY night!" Shannon groaned from deep in her throat and ran her hands urgently over her mother. She tilted back her head and growled like a young lioness... "God, yes." Her fondest dream had come true.