Code: Fg, inc.
Characters for this story: Alex Sutton (34), mother to Alice; Alice Sutton (12), Alex's daughter.
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"YOU LOOK a bit down, Alice. Is everything ok?"
Alex's oldest daughter, twelve-year-old daughter had just returned home from school.
"Yeah, I'm ok. Nothing too serious."
"Would it help to talk it through? We could have a Mum and daughter chat."
Alice hesitated, thinking for a moment how her Mum would react if she told her what was really on her mind?
"Sure. That would be nice."
Alex seated herself at one end of the sofa in the family area next to the kitchen, while Alice, still in her school clothes, settled at the other end, casually swinging up her legs so they were across her mother's lap. Alex stroked Alice's shins and calves as they chatted.
"Do you love me Mum?" asked Alice.
"Of course I love you. Absolutely and unconditionally. Why do you ask?"
"Ok. So, do you love me as much as you love Kate and Mikey? Do you love me in the same way?"
Alex suddenly had an idea of where this might be going. She paused her stroking. "That's a strange question. Of course I do. Why do you ask?"
Alice shifted slightly, as if uncomfortable. "I think you might love them ... well, differently."
Alex smiled at her daughter, noticed her slight blushing, and resumed stroking her calves.
"It's a large house, and it's great that we each have our own rooms," continued Alice. "But I'm a light sleeper, so I hear things. When Dad is away I hear you moving around, and the twins. I've seen you go to Katie's and Mike's rooms and go back with them to your room. I've seen them go to your room after you go to bed. I've listened at the door. I've heard."
Intrigued but cautious, Alex opted for keeping things neutral. "And what do you think you heard?"
Alice blushed slightly again and turned her head away. "Some talking. And other noises. It sounded like you were doing ... well ... intimate things."
Alex looked at her daughter, trying to assess where this was going. Alice seemed excited if slightly nervous, rather than embarrassed.
"You must be mistaken. There was one night when Katie had a bad dream, so they both ended up in with me. Perhaps you heard Katie being upset by her dream?"
Alice paused for a moment, thinking. "No, they weren't those sort of noises. There was some giggling. I heard each of you moan with pleasure at least once. There were grunts. I plainly heard you call Mikey's name, telling him how good it felt to have him inside you, and Katie grunting your name, telling you she was coming."
"That's quite a list. Maybe we were just playing games?"
Alice snorted a laugh. I don't think so. It sounded like you were having sex."
Alex laughed, slightly nervously. "Oh. And what do you feel about that?" Alex stroked slowly up over Alice's knee to run her finger along the line where the hem of her skirt met her leg, just below the knee.
"I think it is a little ... strange. But I feel slightly jealous. Kind of, left out." As if to emphasise the point Alice hitched up her skirt, so the hem was halfway up her thighs.
Slightly surprised at how forward Alice was being, Alex took in the sight of her daughter's young, coltish legs, and sensed her own arousal begin to grow. "Ok. I won't lie to you. What goes on is sex." Alex glanced towards her daughter, noticing that the child was not shocked. "Katie, Mikey and I have come to love each other in a different way, in a sexual way. I am sure you know what sex is, Alice. But intimacy between parents and children is frowned upon. It's incest, so sometimes I feel bad about it. But it is so loving, and with the twins I have had some of the best sex of my life. It is gloriously arousing and can be so wonderfully fulfilling. They are so adventurous, possibly because they are so young. I consider myself fairly experienced sexually, but there have been so may firsts - a threesome, paedophilia, fisting, rimming. It makes me feel aroused just thinking about it. Do you know what these things are? Do you know what I mean about being aroused, Alice?"
For a moment the girl considered telling her mother what she knew about sex and how she had learnt. But that might lead to her revealing too much, and she didn't feel ready for that. Yet. What she wanted was to see where this would lead.
"When you're standing outside the door, do you ever think of knocking, or of coming in?" Alex slipped her hand under the hem of the pre-teen's skirt, stroking the soft warm skin of her inner thigh.
"Would you mind?" Assessing where this was going, Alice adjusted her position, moving herself closer to her mother, sliding her feet over the arm of the chair while pulling her skirt up even further and turning her outer leg slightly so there was a slight gap between her thighs, as did so revealing the gusset of her white underwear. It was clear to both of them that she was offering herself to her mother.
Alex smiled down at her daughter. "No. Certainly not. We would welcome you. What we do is personal and private. Clearly, the twins and I are family, but so are you. There are two key rules. Firstly, what happens is not discussed with anyone else - ever. I have made an exception with you as you are family - but bear in mind I have never even discussed this with your father. Outside of that it is just fun. We agreed early on two additional points to guide what we do: there are no taboos, so we can suggest or try almost anything, and that it is about giving pleasure as well as receiving it - so we should give something a try if it is raised by one of the others even if we are unsure to start with."
Alex traced a line up Alice's inner thigh as she used her other hand to pull back the material of her skirt, revealing more of the crotch of the child's white panties.
Alice thought about it for a moment, then smiled coyly at her mother. "Maybe I will." Then she seemed to have a change of mind. "Is it wrong though, Mum? Should you really be having sex with your children?"
Alex thought for a moment. "It's like this." Her hand moved down to run her fingers once again along the outside of Alice's calf. "Most mothers stroke down here, to comfort their children, to build a bond, as part of being close with them, to create a relationship with them.
Quiet for a moment, Alex slid her fingers slowly upwards until they were caressing her daughter's knee. "Some mothers go a little further, wanting to be closer to their children. When they are together, for example relaxing on the sofa, the mother's hand may reach as far as this, almost as though they want to be more intimate, but something holds them back from being so. They may hug their sons and daughters more often than usual or may be less shy about being seen by their children in their underwear or possibly even naked. They may even secretly look forward to it.
"Then a few mothers stroke up here." Alex traced her fingers above the Alice's knee, occasionally running them up the inside of her leg to where the flesh of her thigh started to thicken. "Such parents are very close to their children. Maybe when they hug they are more aware of the warmth of the son's or daughter's body, so that when they do, a hand might slip down to gently run over their bottom. Perhaps they have thoughts about things they would like to do which they never put into action. They might wander around the house with no clothes on, just to see if the child reacts or in the hope that something might happen.
"Very occasionally, some mothers go further." Alex moved her fingers further up Alice's thigh, gently caressing inside the soft, sensitive skin next to her child's panties, massaging her flesh to highlight the effect, occasionally slipping a finger between her daughter's still parted legs, then running a fingertip provocatively along the line where her panties met her thigh.
Alice knew she was wet; she could feel the now familiar sensation in her sex. She wondered if her building arousal had been noticed by her mother.
"When a mother does this, it means she wants to really close to her child, not just emotionally but sexually as well. It makes mother and child even closer. They come to be intimate, to be sexual. To be aroused around each other, to caress each and to go further. So much further - so nothing is taboo. They care little about what society thinks; instead, what is important is what they want, their mutual pleasure, what they need. So where is the cut-off point? Where does it change from being solely a mother to being a lover as well?"
As if to emphasise her point, Alex moved her hand away from Alice's thigh. Momentarily, Alice realised she was disappointed, that she had been enjoying the sensation of her mother caressing her thigh. Alex returned to stroking Alice's calf, down near her ankle, and for a moment the girl though that was where her hand would stay. But gradually it began to move along her leg again, tracing circles, sometimes rubbing gently, at others more firmly.
"So, you decide. How would you like our relationship to work?" Her hand stopped at Alice's knee. "Should I stop here?"
Alex reached down and gently pulled her mother's hand up to the top of her thigh, so it was partly on her panties, resting her hand on top of Alex's and pressing it against her.
"And once the mother has gone this far then there it seems there is agreement to go further. Do you agree?" Alice nodded her assent. In response, Alex's fingers moved across to gently stroke the material of her daughter's panties above her sex. Sensing no opposition, Alex slid her hand slowly downwards until her fingers were caressing the child's panty-clad vulva and an exploring finger pressed lightly against her clit. Alice tensed slightly and gasped, then used her hand to push down slightly on her mother's hand. Again, her mother found her clit, rubbing more firmly, and the 12-year-old was unable to stifle a small moan of pleasure.
Alex smiled at her daughter. "Would you like to take this further?" She slipped a finger under the elastic of the girl's underwear, touching the outer extremities of her vulva for the first time.
"Oh ..." groaned Alice, half closing her eyes. "I think I would like that, Mum."
"I am so happy to hear that. You are such a beautiful girl. "I am going to stroke you and explore your body. If there is anything you don't like, please just say. Also, if you would like to touch me, please do."
Alice nodded, looking intently at her mother, while trying to think of something she would stop her mum doing to her.
"I am going to stroke you and explore your body. If there is anything you don't like, please just say. Also, if you would like to touch me, please do."
Alex removed her finger away from the leg hole of Alice's panties, then slid it up over the fabric, pushing up the material of her skirt to trace along where the hem ran across her daughter's smooth, flat tummy. Then her fingers slipped under the elastic, moving slowly downwards until she sensed the slight, fleshy rise of the girl's mons pubis. She continued downwards, noting the warmth, parting her fingers as she did so, so they slid either side of Alice's slit. She rubbed for a while, gently massaging the outer extremities of her young pussy lips, occasionally squeezing her fingers together to compress the child's labia, knowing this would also stimulate her daughter's clitoris. She sensed Alice's breathing deepen as her arousal increased and the pre-teen began to squirm almost impatiently under her.
Alice tensed and grunted when her mother stopped the rubbing, pushed her hand deep between her legs and ran a finger from her entrance directly up through her slit to rub at her clitoris. Alice felt her orgasm power through her, swearing with pleasure as it did so, unable to resist pushing her sex up against her mother's hand.
As her daughter recovered Alex gave her vulva an affectionate pat and removed her hand. "Well, that was quite something. Time for a change of position I think.
Alice moved to one side to slouch back on the sofa, her grey school skirt still pulled up around her waist and her legs slightly parted. Alex stood and smiling down at her dishevelled 12-year-old daughter, noted the slim line of wetness marking where her panties were pressing against her slit, highlighted by her clearly puffy cunt lips.
"For me, good sex needs access to all the sensitive parts of the body, so it requires nudity." As if to emphasise her point, Alex reached under her loose-fitting thigh-length skirt and pulled down her panties before stepping out of her slippers and underwear at the same time. Holding her daughter's gaze she slowly undid the buttons of her blouse to reveal the plain white bra underneath then slipped it from her shoulders. Reaching behind herself, the woman unclipped her bra and coaxed it off, exposing her C-cup breasts with their hard brown nipples. Without thinking about it, she ran her hands over her tits before pulling lightly on both nipples. Finally, Alex undid the zip on the side of her skirt, allowing it fall to the floor.
Alice took in her mother's toned 35-year-old-body, admiring her developed but firm breasts, her flat stomach, the swell of her hips and her closely trimmed pubic hair. She had never been this close to naked grown woman before, never mind one with whom she was about to have sex, and never mind the person being her mother. Despite being her daughter, she loved that the woman was showing no sign of shyness about being naked. Alice responded by moving her hand down to rub lightly at her panty-covered crotch.
Alex knelt before her daughter and placed a hand on each knee. With no resistance from Alice, her mother parted the girl's legs and lowered her head to kiss Alice's hand where it covered her pussy. Alice moved her hand away to stroke her mum's head and Alex lightly kissed the slightly damp material of her panties, taking in the girl's aroma, before raising her head. Alex moved backward slightly, reaching out to first unzip then tug at the skirt. Alice understood and raised her bottom to assist her mum in removing the garment, holding her legs as Alex slid it off her slim, coltish legs.
"And while we're at it, shall we do your panties as well?" Alice repeated her previous motions, and Alex slipped off her knickers, throwing them to one slide. The mother wasn't quite sure what she expected if her older daughter's pussy. It was certainly beautiful, framed by traces of her downy, blond pubic hair. It was slightly pink, probably due to her hand bringing her to her earlier orgasm. However, given she was only 12 years old, it looked less virginal that she had expected. Her inner labia were visible, exposing her clearly erect clitoris, and led down to show a slight gape at the entrance to her vagina. Alex leaned forward again and for a moment Alice hoped her mother was going to go down on her. Instead, Alex the area above her vulva then moved upwards, touching noses with Alice.
"Do you know how to kiss?" Alice nodded in reply, so Alex pecked her daughter lightly on the lips. As she was expecting to have to lead, the mother was surprised when Alice slipped her tongue into her mouth and met her tongue. As the two kissed torridly, Alice felt her mother's hands move to her the buttons of her white school blouse, fumbling to get them undone.
Alex broke the kiss. "My, you do know how to kiss. Have you been practising?"
"Possibly," said Alice, suddenly slightly bashful, and averting her gaze.
"Come on, let's have this blouse off." Alice leant forward allowing Alex to tug the blouse out from under her skirt and push the now unbuttoned top over the child's shoulders, revealing her plain white training bra. "So sweet," continued Alex running a finger over the slight mound of her daughter's right nipple and sensing the erect teat underneath. "Shall we have this off too?"
This time Alice hesitated briefly before raising her arms, allowing her mother to pull the elasticated top up and over her child's head, leaving her as naked as her mother.
"Your breasts are just starting to show." commented Alex, stroking around the child's puffy breast buds before gently rubbing at her daughters slightly raised pink nipples. "They are so, so beautiful."
"But they are really small."
"Doesn't matter that they are small. They will grow in time. Enjoy them for what they are. Are they sensitive?"
Alex's response to the affirmative was interrupted by Alex tweaking her right nipple, causing the pre-teen to first start then emit a small, low groan.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, let me kiss it better." Alice watched transfixed as her mother lowered her mouth to her chest and kissed first around the nipple then directly on it. Again, the girl tensed and groaned, repeating the sound once as she felt Alex suck her nipple into her mouth and again as her mother caught the delicate flesh gently between her teeth and nibbled at it. As she kissed, Alex's hand stroked down over Alice's stomach, running her fingers over her vulva and thighs before tracing the line of her slit.
"You are so delightfully wet, Alice." said Alex, breaking the kiss. To illustrate her point she brought her hand up her mouth, licking her tongue over the shiny tip of the finger she had just used to explore the pre-teen's pussy. "And so tasty. Have you started to masturbate?"
Alice blushed and nodded.
"Good, that will help us. Do you know where your vagina is, and your clitoris?"
Without hesitating, Alice illustrated her knowledge by reaching down to slip a finger into her vaginal entrance before running it up her slit to rub gently at her clit, catching her breath as she did so.
The sensation of touching herself seemed to clarify something in her mind. She stood. "Tell you what, lie down along the sofa."
Alex looked puzzled for a moment then did as her daughter asked, lying flat along the length of the sofa. Alice knelt beside her mother and lowered her head to Alex's left nipple, sucking on the teat that had once fed her as a baby, while her right hand ran down Alex's stomach to rub provocatively at her pussy, occasionally finding and toying with her clit. Sensing her mother's arousal, Alice stood, swung her left leg over her mother's head and lowered her cunt to her Alex's mouth, at the same time leaning forward to lower her head towards the woman's pussy. Alex was surprised but pleased. She stared upwards studying the girl's anatomy as it was lowered towards her.
"OH Alice, you little hussy. That' so lovely. I love it when someone offers themselves to me like this. It's so personal." She raised her head and planted a kiss on the 12-year-old's cunt. The differences in height made finding the right position slightly difficult, so they each adjusted their poses. Alex rejigged herself, moving her arms and slipping a cushion under hear head so her mouth could more easily reach her daughter's crotch. Alex moved herself forwards, to ensure she could access her mother's sex, admiring her engorged pussy and the glistening promise of her wet slit while taking in the scent. Unable to resist, she ran her tongue firmly between her mum's labia, tasting another female's love juices for the first time while revelling in the fact it was her mother's cunt she was licking. Alex groaned her appreciation. Finding she loved the taste, she continued to lick at her mother's pussy.
Alex brought her hands to bear, parting her daughter's cunt lips and was delighted when a trickle of her secretions splashed onto her mouth and face. She could see no sign of her daughter's hymen but to check she slowly slid her forefinger deep into the pre-teen's vagina, causing the child to grunt. She could feel the warm wetness of Alice's walls pressing on her finger but no resistance. She kept the finger in place, rocking it gently back and forth, as she liked around where it penetrated her daughter's cunt, feeling her daughter's breathing deepen further.
To show her thanks, Alice pressed her mouth against the woman's cunt, searching for and finding her entrance, pushing her small tongue into her mother's vaginal canal. Alex groaned again and started to come, a powerful orgasm powering through her as she pushed her crotch upwards to meet Alice's intruding tongue. As her climax passed she started to roughly finger Alice's erect clit, bringing her child to orgasm as she felt her vagina throbbing around her finger.
AFTERWARDS THEY lay there on the sofa, Alex spooning against her daughter's back, using her hand to gently stroke over her daughter's small conical tits.
"So," whispered Alex into Alice's ear. "It seems to me that this isn't the first time you've had sex." She felt her daughter tense slightly.
"Can you ... can you tell? How?"
"Little things and big things. The way you responded to my advances. You obviously know your way around your pussy, and your body responds to caresses like you've been touched before. Then you took the lead on the sofa. And it's clear, as young as you are - that I am not the first one to penetrate you. Are you going to tell me who you've been with?
Alice paused. "Do you promise you won't be angry?"
"Why would I be angry? Whoever it is, I hope you are happy together. And enjoying yourselves. Is it someone from school, a boyfriend perhaps?"
"We are definitely enjoying it. Both of us. I love it - it's almost as I can't get enough. But if I tell you, I don't think you are going to be happy."
"Come on. You can tell me. Given what we have just done together, there are no taboos here."
"It's ... it's ... Dad."