Date: Mon, 30 Dec 2002 05:06:57 -0500
From: Amy Lee <amylee69@myself.com>
Subject: Comforting Mom (f/g) v1

This story is a work of fiction, involving lesbian incest.  Names,
characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's
imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or
locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

If you are not 18, do not read. So there.


Comforting Mom Volumn One
By Amy Lee


Opening her door slowly, Ann crept out, making sure all the lights in the
halway were off. The house was at a slightly cold tempature, and class in
only her unbuttoned white blouse, and a pair of red thong panties, she was
cold. Damn cold. Turning the heat up, she breathed a sigh of relief to hear
the machine turn on. She hated creaping; now she did not have to worry
about her footsteps.

"Damn quiet house." she thought, walking down stairs. "Now if only I can
figure out what I have the munchies for." Slipping a hand through her hair,
she entered the kitchen.

*sniff, sniff*

*whimper, sniff*

"What the hell is that?" she asked herself, sudenly awar of her very long,
very naked legs, barely covered ass and vagina, and.... her breasts. With
the right whiff of wind to the blouse, they would be open for the world to
see. At seventeen, Ann was tall, mostly in her breathtaking legs, but with
arms and a torso to math. Not too tall, mind you, but enough to make her
classmates, and a few teachers, drool. Her ass wasn't skinny, and she loved
it. The right skirt, and mmmmmm.... Her blond hair was collarbone length,
stylish and sexy, the kind where you can get wet imagining her hand through
it in bed. She most loved her breasts, though.... how she loved her mother
for them. 36c, they were perfectly round and perky. Ann loved it when her
lovers focused there, sucking and kissing, fondling. Her nipples, large for
her age, were, shall we say, quite responsive.

Walking into the living room, Ann was startled to see her mom, sitting on
the couch, her face in her hands, crying. More startling to Ann, though,
was the fast her mother was in nothing but a silf flowery robe, and through
her legs, she saw her neatly trimmer bush, and... fuck.

"I'm almost turned on." she thought. "Wow... it's so beautiful..."

When her mom looked up, her robe didn't cover her breasts, 35D, two of the
most beautiful, wonderful creations Ann had ever seen. With large areolus,
and a nipple a baby would die to suck on.

 "On, man..." Ann thought.

"Mom, are you okay?" she asked, as she walked up, and sat down by her mom.

I'm... I'm allright, love. Just a little upset." she sighed. "Why are you
still up? Oh, I forget, you're a night owl. I'm sorry hunny."

"Don't worry about it, mom." she said, rubbing her back. "It's okay." A
smile from her mom.

As she continued rubbing her mom's back, she felt growing concern. "Mom,
please talk to me. What happened? Is there anything I can do>:

She looked at her daughter, so sweet, so caring, and started to cry again,
hers melting Ann. Feeling helpless, Ann reach out for her mom. Leaning her
head towards her cest, Ann pulled her close. She was startled at how good
the contact felt.

"Shit." she thought, hoping her mom didn't notice her enlarged nipples
pressing against her cheek. Dammmnnn, how good her moms hot breath felt,
her hair, her soft back...

Snapping out of it, she consoled her mom, saying, "Mom, it's okay, just
cry, be free, let it loose." Her mom's tears slowly trickled down, tickling
Ann all the way, rolling into her already damnp pussy, further darkening
the red fabric. She was getting lost once again in the rythmic motion of
the crying, petting, and rocking. The warm pressure as coddled her mother.

When her mom stopped crying, she leaned back, pausing to kiss her daughter
on the cheek through her tears. Sighing, she layed back against the couch,
stretching her breasts out in the process.

"Fucking a'", those are so gorgeous." Ann thought, watching her mom try to
regain her composure. Looking down at her own chest, she saw a very red,
verty wet, and VERY aroused chest. Trying to cover them, she realized her
shirt was too tight, her fully erect nipples telling the proposed cover to
fuck off. "I wonder what's wrong" she thought. "And why.... why do I feel
like Jack just finished his foreplay?" Feeling the sexual energy of her
chest, and seeing her mom's fully out and about, she inadvertently
stretched her back and moaned. Jerking back, she saw her mom still sighing.

Her mom slowled moved her palm to her bush, stroking it slowly. "Ann,
love.... this is so awkward.... how do I say this?"

"Mom, it's okay, be completely open with me." Ann encouraged, very so
wanting her mom to share with her. Her hand fell on her mom's bare thigh.

Sighing, her mom offered, "Allright. I was okay when your dad wouldn't go
down, and even when I realized I didn't enjoy sex with him anymore, I still
faked it, for the sake of the relationship, and you kids. But
tonight... tonight he fell asleep. He fell asleep. While I was
riding... er.. while we were doing it. And I just want someone else
to... to get my off, love. It's so hard."

Stil aroused at the sight of her mom stroking herself, she took this in for
a minute. When her mom looked up, Ann said, "Oh, mom..." and reached to hug
her. Mary reached forward, and hugged her daughter back, crying on her
shoulder. "Oh my... she feels so good against me," thought Ann, "how can I
be feeling this? Her breasts kissing mine, her soft skin against mine."

At the same moment, Mary was thinking to herself, "Ohh, wow. How can my
daughters breasts feel so.. soo damn GOOD. She fits soo well in my
arms.... And her skin feels so soft against my leg, her neck smells so
good... what am I thinking? What am I thinking?"

                                           *****

"Allright, mom, are you ready?" asked Ann, situating herself on the couch,
spreading her legs a bit more. When she did so, her mom slid that much more
closer, and Ann she felt even more pressure from her mother's bare ass
pressed oon her soaking dark red panties, her breasts squished by Mary's
smooth, soft back. Shit, this felt good.

"Do you want me to fonddle your breats, or play with your vagina?"

"Hmm.... breasts, hunny."

Slowly, Mary began playing with her lips, toyin with them. Precum juices
were already sliding down to her asscrack. "Probably into
Ann... ohhhhhh...." moaned Mary, feeling her daughter's touch for the first
tie, as she began to playfully massage the very agreeable breasts. As she
massaged, she would occasionally seeze the painfully erect nipples,
enjoying the feeling of her mom's muscle clenching against her.

"Im playing with my mother's fucking breasts," thought a perplexed Ann, "to
help her get off.... and it feels sooo damn good. Almost motherfucking
good." Her breath became a bit faster as she watched her mom slid in a
finger, using her thumb to torture her clit. Her own pussylips were
drenching the couch, and soaking through onto her mom's ass, mixing with
her own juices. Their smells, their aromas mingled, arouding them further.

"She feels so good up agaisnt me." thought a half delirious Mary, "And how
she plays with my breasts.... ohhhh shiittt..... soo good.... so
good... how can I be feeling this?" Slipping in a second finger, she began
rocking her hips along with the motion. Her drenched ass pressing and
rubbing against the couch and her daughter made a smacking nose. Suddenly,
she felt her daughter rocking with her, moaning, pressing her pussy against
her mothers ass, grabbing and molding her mother's breasts.

They both realized this was no longer to just get mommy off.

"Oh, this feels soo good.... yes, mommy, three fingers.... yes mommy..."
moaned Ann into her mother's ear, nibbling her ear and neck."

"Oh, Ann, hunny, take my breasts, take them... make them yours... grind my
ass.... yesss...."

Suddenly, Ann moved her mom's fingers out of the way, and plunged four of
her soft fingers into her mom, as her mom pinched her clit with one hand,
playing with her breasts with another. All the while, Ann was sucking on
her mom's neck, covered in her hair, Mary leaning her head back, moaning
together, feeling... suddenly.... they lost all thought as they bucked as
one, juices flowing out of each other, as they became on flesh, one
cum-soaked flesh, mother and daughter, connect more then ever before.

                                           *****

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