Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2017 14:48:06 -0700
From: Ricky Lester <rl581212@fastmail.com>
Subject: Family Discoveries, part 7

Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, a product of
imagination and fantasy.  It should only be read by adults where it is
legal to do so. It contains graphic descriptions of sex involving
underage siblings, but be aware that such events should
only ever take place in the imagination.
All rights reserved by the author.

Family Discoveries, part 7
by Ricky Lester
Fg inc

Mandy carries on the story!
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The next weekend Dad and Jimmy went fishing. I'll let Jimmy tell the
story of what happened on that fishing trip in the next chapter, but my
weekend started early on the Saturday morning.

I was sorry Jimmy had gone away with Dad. They left early -- about 6 in
the morning -- and they woke me up with the noise of their leaving.

I was horny and I missed Jimmy's warm little body and his stiff little
cock. I lay in my bed alone and wondered what to do. I thought about
sucking Jimmy's cock, and I stuck my thumb in my mouth, pushing it in
and out between my lips. My thumb was about the same length and
thickness as his cock, but it didn't feel anything like the same. I
could feel the wetness flooding my pussy though and with my other hand I
fingered my clit. I came quite quickly.

As I lay there, breathing hard, the thought of Mrs Winters comes back to
me. Disgusting old bitch, I thought to myself; but then again, she and I
had made each other come many times, and I'd made it clear to her that
she'd never dominate me. In fact, she'd been quite docile when I was
sitting on her face, making her push her tongue up my pussy and into my
bottom. That was a strange feeling. I don't mean the sex - that was good
of course. I mean the fact that I, a twelve-year-old girl, had easily
made a fifty-year old woman do to my body exactly what I wanted her to,
and all it had taken was a threat of exposure. I thought again of my
whole arm up her cunt, almost halfway to my elbow, thrusting away,
making her squirm uncontrollably and spew cunt juices as she came, and
my pussy flooded the bed again.

I didn't intend to report Mrs Winters, of course. She hadn't hurt me,
and I didn't feel abused. But still I felt just a little dirty. Not that
I disliked feeling dirty! I loved it -- but I wanted some love as well.

I looked at the clock. It was coming up for 6:15 in the morning. Much
too early for Mom to get up. She would still be asleep.

Maybe.

Dad and Jimmy had got up and made enough noise between them, of course.

I got out of bed. I wasn't wearing anything at all. I looked at myself
in the mirror, getting up close so I could see my body in detail.

My nipples were sticking out proud, and I could see my breasts were
getting bigger. The swelling on each side was now about as big as a
small tomato. I turned sideways on and cupped my breasts with my hands.
Yes, I could definitely say: I have tits now. And when I looked down at
my crotch I could see the hair sticking out from the front of my pussy.
I am becoming a woman!

I opened my bedroom door and looked down the passage. Mom and Dad's
bedroom door was closed of course. I crept quietly down to the bathroom
and sat on the toilet to pee.

My pee came out in a strong flow. I looked down between my legs at the
powerful yellow stream as it hit the front of the toilet bowl.
Tentatively I put my forefinger into the stream; it was warm, very warm,
almost hot. It smelled strong.

I put my finger to my mouth and tasted my pee.

It tasted less strong than it smelled, I have to say. A little bitter,
but not unpleasant. As I savoured the taste I let off a little fart and
the stench filled the bathroom. Nobody really hates the small of their
own farts, do they? I don't. I pushed a bit but I didn't really feel
like having a shit -- there was nothing there yet. I reached around and
pushed my finger into my bum, then brought it to my nose and sniffed.

It didn't smell bad, I thought. But then I knew what I smelled like. It
just smelled of my poo. Not disgusting, just a poo smell. By this time
my pee had trickled off to nothing. I wiped my pussy, and got up to wash
my hands. I washed my pussy and my bottom with my soapy, warm hands,
then rinsed and towelled myself dry.

I opened the bathroom door as quietly as I could (I was stark naked,
remember).

I could hear the radio from my parents' room. It was a clock radio alarm
thing, pretty ancient, so unless you turned it off it went off at the
same time every day, including weekends.

I thought about how warm my mom would be in bed.

I opened her door as quietly as I could. There was the huge bed, and I
could see the hump of Mom's body under the covers on her side, and empty
on the other, where my dad would normally be.

I entered the room and closed the door. As silent as the grave, I
tiptoed over to the bed and slipped in on Dad's side. Once under the
covers I lay there scrunched up, getting warm again.

Mom didn't stir. The radio played softly, and I could hear a woman
singing a song about the first time ever she saw someone's face. It was
a beautiful voice, warm and chocolatey. My body felt a little warmer and
I realised I could feel the heat coming off Mom's body too, and that
familiar smell of woman that every child knows of their own mother. A
smell of hot body, sweat and morning breath, and the indefinable sense
of sharing a bed with a person much bigger than you. As long as I live I
will never forget that sense of proximity to my mother. It has nothing
to do with sex and everything to do with mother-love.

I scooted up closer, with my legs up against hers and my breasts and
stomach against her back. I put my arm around her, onto her soft belly.

It was then that I realised she was as naked as I was.

Oh. My. God.

I moved my hand slightly upward and it came into contact with her
breast. The back of my hand stroked across her nipple.
Up until this point she hadn't moved a muscle, not so much as a twitch,
but as my hand and her nipple made contact, a low moan came from her
lips.

I cuddled up closer, and turned my hand around, so that it cupped her
breast. Well, the bottom quarter of her breast anyway, with the nipple --
my hand wasn't big enough for any more. I squeezed a little, not hard,
just enough for her to feel. The nipple engorged in my hand, pushing out
against my palm.

She moaned a little.

`Oh, honey, mmmmm.'

She thought it was my dad's hand!

`Mom?'

I squeezed her nipple again.

`Mom?'

`Mandy? Is that you?' I felt her arm move and reach behind. The first
thing her hand encountered was my hip, then my bottom.

`Hi Mom. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.'

`Oh, Mandy, honey. Oh, you feel cold. Let me hug you. Scoot over to my
front.'

I clambered over, making sure I stayed under the covers, and snuggled
with my back to Mom's front.

`Oh, honey, you haven't got any clothes on! No wonder you're cold!'

`Nor have you, Mom, and you're toasty warm!'

`Oh... no, I don't, do I?'

`Why haven't you got any clothes on, Mom?'

`Well, it's warm in this bed. And your Dad and I... well...'

`What, Mom?'

`Well, you know. Before he left to go fishing with your brother, he
wanted to... play with me first. So we fooled round a bit before he left.'

`You fooled around? What did you do?'

`Oh, Mandy. Well, I suppose it can't hurt you to know these things. We
had oral sex. That's where your Dad licks my pussy until I cum, and then
I suck his penis until he cums. We both like doing that.'

`Did he put his penis in your vagina, Mom?'

`No, not this time. Just in my mouth. Sometimes he puts his cock... er,
his penis, in my vagina, but this morning we didn't do that.'

`Did Dad cum in your mouth then?'

`Yes, he did. I don't mind. In fact I like it, especially after I've cum
myself.'

`What does it taste like? Do you swallow it?'

`Well, it's a strange taste at first, but you get used to it. Yes, I
swallow it, but I like the taste too. It's sort of sweet and salty and
bitter at the same time. It's nice, like warm whiskey, I sometimes
think. I always think the most surprising thing is how hot it is. A
man's sperm is really, really warm, just as it pumps out of his cock --
sorry honey, out of his penis -- into my mouth.'

`How much sperm does he make?'

`It depends, but it's really not all that much. Maybe a tablespoon or
so. When he was younger, when we first met, there was more, but that I
think was because men are so horny when they're teenagers.'

`How old were you when you first had sex with Dad?'

Mom smiled.

`Well, the first time we didn't really have sex. I was fifteen. Your dad
was seventeen. It was the first time for both of us though. We were in
his dad's car -- your grandpa Eric's car -- and we went to a quiet spot by
the lake. We were kissing, you know, with tongues and all, and it led to
a lot of fumbling in each other's underwear. He had his hand in my top,
under my bra. He was feeling my boob, and I undid his belt and his zip.'

`Did you come that first time?'

`No, I don't think so.' Mom smiled at the memory. `But your dad did. I
rubbed his cock -- sorry, do you mind me calling his penis his cock?'

I shook my head.

`I rubbed his cock, up and down, with my hand. I didn't really know what
I was doing, to be honest. I couldn't get my fingers around it all the
way, I remember, it was so big and thick, especially the head, but he
came so quickly, and my goodness, there was a lot of it. It squirted out
all over my blouse and into my bra and onto my boobs -- my blouse was
open of course because your dad had been playing with my boobs. I had to
borrow his handkerchief to wipe it all up.'

`I'm sorry you didn't cum, Mom.'

`Oh, you don't have to be sorry! It was such fun and so exciting! I'd
never touched a boy's cock before. It was so big, and so hard and soft
at the same time. You'll see one day when you touch a boy's cock for the
first time.'

 I smiled to myself.

'Anyway, when I got back home -- he took me straight home after that,
your dad was a real gentleman to me -- I went straight to bed and I made
myself cum.'

`When was the first time Dad put his penis in your vagina?'

`Oh, it wasn't for a few years. In fact your dad wasn't the first man I
had proper sex with, and I wasn't his first, either. We both went to
university after we finished school, but in different places, and we
both had sex with other people long before we actually had sex with each
other.'

I felt a little shocked. I must have looked shocked, because Mom laughed
suddenly and hugged me tight.

`Oh, don't look so sad! Your Dad and I have both had sex with quite a
few other people, but we still love each other very much, and we're not
going to break up for anything. Sex is a wonderful, fantastic, exciting
thing to do, and we both love it, but it's not more important than
anything else.'

Mom suddenly looked serious.

`Mandy, I mean this. There are lots of people who think that sex is some
sort of sacred thing, especially certain church-going types of people.
Some religious people -- not all, but some - will try to tell you that
sex is this really, really special act that should only be between two
married people and only for the purpose of having children. Well, it
isn't. It's fun and pleasurable and exciting and enjoyable, and if you
find someone you like doing it with, it's just fine to do it with them,
okay? Doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. I mean, of course, when
you get older.'

`Why can't I have sex with someone now if I want to?'

`You can, physically. It's just that until you're a little older --
sixteen, say -- it's not a good idea to get involved with someone to the
extent where you share your body with that person. There's a law against
it, for one thing. Also, you're not fully grown yet. Sex - the kind of
sex where you put a man's cock or even a dildo into your pussy or other
places -- can hurt you, sometimes quite badly. So you have to be very,
very careful about that, okay?'

I must have looked crestfallen because Mom hugged me again. My face was
buried between her breasts and I put my arms around her. My hands
dropped to her bottom and I could feel the heat that rose from the crack
between her buttocks.

`Oh honey, I don't mean to depress you! Sex is the most fun you can have
with yourself and with anyone else! You'll be grown up so soon, don't
fret about it!'

My hands stayed where they were but my fingers probed between her
cheeks. I could feel the wetness of her sweat and the musky smell of her
tickled my nose. I pressed down and my middle finger found the entrance
to Mom's anus. I pushed my finger inside.

`Oh. Oh, Mandy. Oh, that feels good.'

I straightened my finger, and pushed further in. Mom's anus was tight,
but not especially so. I guided my fourth finger together with my middle
finger and slipped both inside.

`Oooh. Oh my God that's nice. Oh, just keep them there.'

Both my fingers were now inside Mom's ass up to the third knuckle. I
moved the tips of my fingers around inside her. As she relaxed her
muscles I could feel the firm end of a big turd on my fingertips. Mom
was in ecstasy.

`Oh, my god, baby. Keep your fingers there. Keep them there!'

I felt Mom's right hand move down to her crotch and start to flutter at
her cunt. Her ass muscles tightened around the fingers of my left hand.
With my right I reached around her and grasped her right breast,
squeezing the nipple hard between my thumb and forefinger.

Mom was coming hard. Her cunt was oozing moisture, through her
fluttering fingers and down onto my hand. I scooped the slime up with my
thumb and pressed it firmly into her anus.

The turd in Mom's bowels squeezed its way down. My two fingers were
still firmly wedged in Mom's ass, and I felt the turd edge its way into
my hand. Her ass opened as her orgasm hit and the turd, firm, brown and
slimy, slipped out, over my wrist and onto the sheet.

Mom's hips bucked as she came, hard, moaning and wailing. I kept my
fingers up her ass and my other hand squeezing her nipple with as much
force as I could. Her voice rose to a scream.

`Oh, my God. Fuck, fuck, FUCK FUCK FUCK JESUS CHRIST. FUCKING CHRIST.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh, aaaaaah.'

Her hips gradually stopped bucking and she subsided onto the bed. She
lay there, panting. Her chest rocked and her breasts swayed, side to
side, as the orgasm faded away.

She looked at me sideways.

`Jesus, Mandy. Fuck me. No, I mean... what do I mean? Fucking hell,
darling. Nobody has EVER given me an orgasm like that. Where did that
come from?'

`I don't know, Mom. But look what you gave me!'

I held out the turd that she'd spat out of her anus, a glistening lumpy
brown sausage, slick with her juices. I put out my tongue and licked the
end of it, savouring the taste, loving the wonderful woman who had given
it to me as she writhed in orgasm.

Mom's eyes opened wide.

I reached over, grabbed a tissue and wrapped the hot hard turd in it. I
slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom where I flushed it down. I
washed my hand and came back to bed, where Mom's body still heaved with
the aftermath of exertion, her heavy breasts moving up and down with her
breathing.

I lay down next to her.

`Come here, Mandy.'

I scooted into her arms. Mom's hand slipped between my thighs and
suddenly her middle finger slipped into my tight little cunt, and her
thumb started rubbing on my clit. Her pinkie probed my anus without
actually slipping in. Her other hand reached around for my breast and
nipple, squeezing gently.

Mom's voice rasped in my ear.

`Jesus, Mandy. You're a fucking sexual demon, do you know that?'

Her fingers increased their rhythm, pushing in and out and her thumb
throbbed over my sensitive little clit. My cunt responded immediately
and suddenly I was coming, coming, squirting juices all over my mom. My
head felt dizzy and all of a sudden I felt her mouth at my pussy, and I
knew I was peeing into her mouth, and I felt an incredible release.
Every single sensitive part of my whole body exploded in sensation. I
knew I was having the best orgasm of my whole life. I felt Mom's fingers
at my anus and suddenly I didn't care that I was pushing out a poo, or
peeing in her face; my entire body -- mouth, face, throat, my tits and
nipples, my pussy, my cunt, my clit and my anus were suddenly all
vibrating in unison and spraying juices everywhere from all my holes.

I think I passed out then. The next thing I remember was Mom's arms
behind my back, lifting me to a sitting position in the bed, and placing
a mug of tea in my hand. My heart thumped in my chest, but gradually it
slowed down and my breathing returned to normal.

I can still remember her lovely smile then. She was still naked; her
heavy breasts swayed as she leant across me, but my feeling for her then
was pure love.

`Good morning, darling. Welcome back to the world. Now that we've both
cum so spectacularly, let's have breakfast and then go shopping!'

I don't think I'll ever love a woman as much as I loved my mom.

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