Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1999 03:02:37 PST
From: Haley Statton <haley_statton@hotmail.com>
Subject: 'Fiona and Her Mom' (F/f inc)

"Fiona and Her Mom"
(F/f inc)

new version by:
Haley Statton - haley_statton@hotmail.com

Originally Titled: `Daughter's Horny Urges'

This is a work of fiction.  Incest is not right in the real world. Sex with
underage individuals is not right in the real world. If however, you are
able to restrict yourself to a fantasy life which resides on the web, you
are 18 years or older, and you enjoy reading erotic stories of the
aforementioned nature, then you may continue.

Fiona and Her Mom

   "This is perverted", sixteen-year-old Fiona told herself as she crept
down the darkened hallway of her house, moving closer to the soft moans
coming from her parents' bedroom. It was almost one o'clock in the morning,
and Fiona, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie had been fighting the
urge to peek for ages. Images of being caught peeking flashed into her
mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of it.

   But other images flashed too. Images off passionate, wriggling bodies
and glistening skin...hard nipples, legs sensually spread wide and
spasming. Fiona couldn't help herself, she had to look.  Quietly, she
opened the bathroom door, the one that connected into her parents
bedroom. Just as she had hoped, the door was open. In the darkness, she
crept silently forward, until she could see the bed, and the writhing
bodies upon it.

   The soft creak of the bed could be heard now, and in the dim light of
the room she could see her father, Jerry kneeling behind her mother,
Janet. Jerry had a handful of Janet's hair, from behind, and his lower body
was pressed firmly against hers. Her mother's head was arched back and her
luscious ass was arched up against her husband. The dimness of the light
reduced the image to black and white, Janet's ass looking smooth, round,
and unblemished. The covers were a heaped mess on the floor at the foot of
the bed, and Fiona noticed that her mother was all but shredding the bottom
sheet with her long fingernails which dug into the mattress deeply for
support.  The teen felt a knot in her stomach, one that twisted all the way
down between her young legs.

   Jerry whispered sensual obscenities to his wife, voicing his desire.
Janet half moaned, half sighed her response, pushing her upper body up on
her hands, her full breasts swaying beneath her slim, supple body.

   "Fuck me hard." she breathed. "Fuck me hard and fast. Cum in me!"

   Fiona couldn't believe her ears! Her nipples were already hard, excited
by what she'd seen and heard so far. Now they ached to be touched and
Fiona's right hand found her nipple, teasing it.  She had thought it would
be the sight of both parents engaged in wild sex that would excite her
curious teenage mind, one that only longed to see the pleasure that awaited
her in later years, but the more she watched, it was her mother that snared
her attention.  Janet's raised ass, breasts bouncing, and the flesh of her
ass rippling made Fiona feel the thin cloth of her panties clinging to her
crotch, moistened with her own juices.

   Fiona let out a low sigh... a sigh of lustful teenage arousal.  Her left
hand replaced her right on her nipples, and her right hand slid under her
panties and between her legs. Fiona knew she was wet, and she slipped one
finger deep into herself, rubbing her clit frantically. She had been
masturbating since she was twelve years old, and by now knew exactly how to
bring herself off in the shortest possible time. She slipped another finger
into her tight, little cunthole and began to move it in and out.

   The two bodies on the bed undulated and writhed about, glistening even
in the semi-darkness of the room.  Suddenly, they both stiffened and
shuddered. Their groans and loud breathing filled the air for a few long
moments, and then they fell silent.

   In the sudden silence Fiona stopped cold.  Her own heavy breathing was
covered by theirs, as was the wet, squishing sounds her fingers had been
making in her pussy.  She slowly caressed herself and watched the two
lovers on the bed. Fiona finally realized the show was over and she crept
back to her bed, still excited by what she'd witnessed. Her own sleep came
only after she'd rubbed her gooey little slit to orgasm, fantasizing, with
guilt, about her mother as she came.

   The next morning Janet was in the kitchen first, having made coffee and
preparing to make breakfast for the three of them.  Fiona shuffled in
wearing her robe, shaking out her long golden hair.

   "Well! Good morning, sleepy-head!" her mother said cheerfully, handing
over a hot cup.

   "'Morning, Mom", Fiona said blearily. "Thanks."

   "Well, you look dreadful."

   "I have an excuse, Mom", smiled Fiona.

   "Mmmmm?... and what might that be, dear?" asked her mother absently.

   "All that noise you and Dad were making last night."

   "Oh? I'm sorry, did we wake you, honey?" Janet asked looking surprised.

   "Yeah, it's okay though." Fiona said.

   Fiona looked at her mother. They had always had a good relationship,
more like friends than mother and daughter, and Fiona knew she could talk
about sex with her mother openly.

   "Do you like what Daddy does to you Mom?" asked Fiona, almost
innocently.

   Her mother blushed, even through her early summer tan.

   "Well, er... yes, I'd ah... I'd have to say he is very good", stammered
Janet. "But it's not something a young girl asks about, dear."

   "Why, Mom?"

   Her daughter had her there, Janet realized.

   "Ah... I... I don't know, it just isn't the done thing, that's all."

   "But, Mom, I thought you said for me to ask you anything about sex I
wanted to know. You said anything at all, remember?"

   Janet swallowed uneasily. This was going to be difficult. She tried
desperately to think of a reason not to answer her daughter's question, but
couldn't think of one. Remembering how her own mother had avoided the
subject of sex at all costs, Janet decided to be candid with her
daughter. Sixteen years ago, Fiona herself had been the result of Janet's
own dismal ignorance of sex.

   "Okay, honey", said Janet finally. "What exactly do you want to know?"

      "Nothing," replied the young girl, nonchalantly. "I was just
wondering if you and Daddy did some of the things I've heard about, that's
all."

   "And what sort of things have you been hearing about?"

   "You know... things..."

   "You're going to have to be more explicit than that, dear. I have no
idea what you're talking about."

   "Well, does Daddy...go down on you?"

   Janet almost went back on her promise to herself about telling Fiona the
truth. But her daughter's unashamed frankness prevented her. The last thing
she wanted was Fiona growing up disgusted with sex, in any of it's forms.

   "Yes, sometimes he does, honey", Janet admitted.

   Fiona's eyes lit up like birthday candles.

   "Really?" she paused but actually wanting to say it again, "He licks
your pussy?"

   "Yes", said her mother with a grin of insecurity.

   Fiona felt her own pussy moisten at the thought of a hot tongue licking
her mother's hairy, wet cuntslit to orgasm.

   "Is it good, Mom?"

   "Mmmmmm, it's wonderful", admitted Janet, feeling suddenly much more
comfortable about talking to her daughter on so personal a subject.

   Fiona felt a sudden wetness between her thighs as her excitement leaked
out through her panties and dampened the chair. She fought the urge to
touch herself, crossing her legs instead.

   "Does it make you come, Mom?", she asked, remembering that it had been
too dark to see much the night before.

   "Now, you're getting a little too personal, dear", smiled her mother.

   "Aw, mom!", frowned Fiona. After last night, she was eager for more
juicy titbits from her mother.

   "All I'll say honey, is that it is fabulous, okay? Now, why don't you go
and take a cold shower, young lady", giggled Janet.

   Fiona smiled. "Okay Mom," she said, walking down the hallway.

   Before entering the shower, Fiona surveyed herself in the mirror.  What
she saw pleased her mostly.  Fair skin but with a few too many freckles
(never mind that most of her friends at school told her they were sexy), a
pair of slightly bloodshot blue eyes, and a very attractive face. Her nose
was a little too big she thought, but no one ever complained. Her best
features, the ones she knew would always get the boys to look still pleased
her.  Her hair was straight, and long, stopping just below her waist, like
a golden-blonde waterfall. And her eyebrows, which matched her hair
exactly.

   Her budding breasts weren't as large as she wanted, but at her age they
were well proportioned to her lithe young body. Her waist was slender, and
she was trim. Her history teacher had told her she had an athletic looking
body, but he was always complimenting the more mature looking girls in his
class.  Fiona stepped into the shower and soaped up, thinking of her
mother's performance last night.  She didn't masturbate, she never could in
the shower, but she did feel much better after she'd cleaned up and put on
what little makeup she usually wore.  She brushed her long hair, still wet,
and used the blow-dryer for about ten minutes.

   Later that day, Janet and Jerry went out shopping, while Fiona contented
herself with sunning on the patio, reading a new book by her favorite
author. Her parents had offered to take her along, but Fiona knew they
wanted to be alone. She'd lied about having to go out to a friend's house,
just wanting to relax by herself for a while. She'd tell them her friend
called to cancel as soon as they got back home. In the meantime, Fiona
worked on her tan, hoping that her freckles would blend into a semblance of
a tan at least. It was pretty and quiet in the mountains this time of year,
but still warm, and Fiona only stayed in the sun for a short while before
moving into the shade. She read for about an hour and a half, then dozed
off.

   Fiona awoke, stretching like a cat, and then stood up. The light coating
of sun-screen still glistened on her skin and felt slippery since she'd
perspired during her nap. She picked up her towel and turned to enter the
house when she saw her mother and her father inside. They obviously didn't
know she was home, and hadn't seen her lying in the shade. Fiona watched
through the large glass doors, her eyes wide, blinking in amazement or
sleepiness.  Her mother lay on her back on the sofa, her ass at the edge of
the cushions.  She was naked, with her legs high in the air, her father was
crouching between.

   Her mother was shaking and rocking her hips, grinding her cunt up into
his tongue. Fiona wondered what to do as she watched. Somehow they'd come
back while she'd dozed off, and hadn't seen her out here. Watching made
Fiona very wet, and she wanted to finger her pussy, but she didn't dare.
She didn't want them to catch her watching them, let alone masturbating
while she did!

   Fiona noticed her mother's naked body was smooth and evenly tan, except
for the small light areas that showed the tiny bikini she normally wore.
She could clearly see a beautiful open cuntslit, the wet, glistening, pink
gash excited her to the point of bursting.  Concealed by the wall, Fiona
slipped a hand beneath the waistband of her pants and began fingering her
pussy as she stared with lust at at her horny mother, her father seaming to
fall away in the moment.

   She couldn't take it.  Before she knew what she was doing, Fiona felt
her feet moving, and she felt as though someone else was controlling them.
As she moved, it came to her that she was going to walk in on them, and she
prepared an "excuse". If they objected or were embarrassed, she would
simply go to her room, then shower off from her sunbathing. Otherwise,
well, she'd see.

   Fiona took a deep breath and opened the door, walking in and closing it
carelessly behind her.  Just as she entered, Janet looked up.  Mother and
daughter locked eyes for a moment, then Fiona's were drawn to the liquid
running down her mother's crotch, she had climaxed and was coming freely.
Her father hadn't seen her yet bet her mother looked up and nodded towards
the hallway.  Fiona took one long last look at her mother's slippery cunt
and tiptoed quickly towards her room.

   She kept thinking about the wetness and colour of her mother's aroused
cunt. As she walked she could feel the slipperiness of her own pussy and
the tight, stiffness of her little nipples. She heard her mother whisper
something to her father and the sound of hasty dressing.

       Fiona decided to take a shower in an attempt to cool down her
incestuous arousal, and had just gotten undressed when she heard a soft
knock at her door.

   "Yeah?"

   "It's me, sweetheart, can I come in for a moment?", she heard her
mother's muffled voice ask.

   "Yeah! Come in, Mom!", said Fiona, hastily wrapping a towel around her
naked young body but not really wanting to.

   The door opened and her mother entered the room. She was fully dressed
now, but her face still held a rosy flush of sexual excitement.

   "Can I talk to you about what happened just now?" asked Janet.

   Fiona looked embarrassed and a little frightened. She was certain her
mother was going to give her a good chewed-out for spying on them.

   "I'm really sorry, Mom!", she spluttered, "I won't ever do it again,
honest! I just couldn't help but notice you and... um.. well ...you know!"

   Janet smiled at her daughter and sat down on the bed next to her.

   "Hey... hey... You're not in any trouble, honey. " she crooned, hugging
the girl affectionately. "I'm not going to get mad at you for a little
natural adolescent curiosity."

   "You're not?"

   "No! In fact, your father and I both agree that we should be more open
with you."

   "You mean you told Daddy?" asked Fiona fearfully.

   "Sure!", smiled Janet. "I saw the way you looked at us."

   "But I wasn't..." she paused.

   "Oh don't be embarresed, I saw you looking."

   "I was only looking at..." she couldn't get the words out.

   "Yes?" Janet said softly caressing Fiona's shoulders.

   "You," the teen mumbled looking up at her mom.

   Janet was caught off guard.  She hadn't thought that all the questions
and glances had been directed purely at her.  Her mind was blank.  She was
careful not to release Fiona from her embrace as she didn't want to
alienate her daughter in any way but she was stumbling to find thoughts,
much less words for the news that had just broken.  Wasn't this wrong?  How
would she deal with this? This was her daughter.

   As she continued to question, Fiona moved closer, up against her mom.
Janet stopped and looked into the girl's face.  Her entrancing eyes had
nothing but honesty and innocence streaming forth.  It indeed was her
daughter but she was also a very beautiful girl.  And as she gazed, the
idea that this wonderful teen had been fantisizing about her flattered her
deeply.  That even though her mother, she had found her attractive and
enticing.  Janet was moved.  Without thinking, she continued to hold Fiona
and passed her hands down her soft hair.  She only felt closeness and
intimacy with her.  Janet wasn't sure what was right or not but wanted to
let Fiona know that she was also someone worthy of fantasy and attention.
By her caresses, she could see that her daughter was getting sexually
excited and decided that the mood was right to do something about it. She'd
had several sexual encounters with other women in her life and even though
Jerry usually kept her fairly well satisfied in bed occasionally Janet had
the urge to sample a little female flesh for a change.  Surprisingly, but
to her joy, watching her gorgeous young daughter squirming her naked little
ass around on the bed, was making Janet horny too.

   "What's wrong, honey?" she asked, stroking her daughter's exposed thigh.

   Fiona's young pussy moistened at her mother's touch and instinctively
she opened her thighs wider, unconsciously inviting the hand on her thigh
to venture further.

   "I..  er.... I.. um.. don't know, Mom. I feel kinda funny!"

   "Good `funny' of bad `funny', sweetheart?" asked Janet, letting her
fingers slide up under the hem of the towel which just covered her
daughter's furry little crotch.

   "Good... I guess," murmured Fiona. Her mother's touch excited the young
girl extremely.

   "Do you want me to stop, honey?" asked her mother. "I will if you feel
uncomfortable about this."

   "N..no! No, don't stop...." said Fiona, her voice almost a whisper as
she lay her head against her mother's shoulder. "I want you to touch me,
Mom"

   "I am touching you, baby", teased Janet, inching her hand further up
under the edge of the towel.

   "No... t..touch me between the legs, Mom," Fiona panted, "Please stroke
my pussy. I'm so hot and wet down there."

   "Oooooohhh, my sexy little baby! I bet you are!", moaned Janet.
"Watching Mommy got you all horny didn't it, sweetheart?"

   "Ummmmmmm, yessss!" admitted Fiona. "Uuuuhhh, please, Mom...... feel how
hot I am!"

   With a low moan, Janet dropped to her knees on the floor between Fiona's
legs, at the same time pulling the towel away from her daughter's body. For
a moment she just stared at the girl's body, drinking in her daughter's
budding nakedness. Then, with her face down close where she could see,
Janet slid her hand between her daughter's smooth young legs.

   The touch was light and sensual.  Fiona's legs opened wider, and her
lips parted in a sigh of arousal. Janet's hand lingered a little longer,
then she began rubbing her fingers gently along the girl's cuntslit.  Fiona
looked down, watching her mother caress her almost hairless pubes.  Janet's
mouth was only inches from her pussy. The sight aroused the young girl
almost as much as the sensations her mother's fingers were producing in her
quivering loins.

   Instinctively, Fiona's hand moved and touched her mother's head lightly.
To Janet it was a silent invitation and she leaned forward and kissed
Fiona's pussy, then she began to lick and kiss her way up her daughter's
naked body. Fiona seemed to move on automatic. She leaned forward, tilting
her head slightly, and then it happened. Their lips met in a kiss. Fiona
was surprised at how warm and soft her mother's lips were. Their breasts
touched lightly, making Fiona's nipples stand up even harder. When they
parted, Fiona gazed into the eyes of her mother, her own eyes wide with
wonder at the new experience.

   Janet stood up and quickly removed her clothes, wanting to feel her
daughter's soft, naked flesh against her own. Fiona lay back watching her
mother undress, her legs still wide apart and her hot little pussy slit
gleaming with wetness. She couldn't help the little gasp of pleasure which
escaped her lips when her mother's naked tits jiggled into view.  They were
so big, and creamy and firm-looking with large pink nipples that now stood
stiffly erect, a testament to her mother's arousal.

    Trembling with excitement Fiona reached out and touched her mother's
breasts.  This was the first time she'd ever touched another woman
sexually.  The soft flesh was so warm, and exciting. Janet's full orb drew
Fiona's hand into a cup shape which the young girl slid over the end of her
mother's breast.

   Janet's hands slid down and cupped her daughter's tiny ass, kneading it
softly.  Fiona's whole body trembled, as though she were going to have an
all-over orgasm.  Janet trembled at her daughter's nervous excitement and
she leaned down, taking one of Fiona's tiny young nipples between her lips.
As she sucked on it, biting down delicately, Fiona gasped and pressed her
soft tit into her mother's face.  Janet pulled on the other nipple with her
fingers, then gently sucked Fiona's conical little tit almost entirely into
her mouth.

   Her mother's breathing was shallow and ragged, and Fiona could feel her
cunt leaking warm cream down her thigh where they pressed against each
other. Fiona felt like she was on fire. She grabbed her mother's face and
kissed her. It was nothing like the daughterly peck she usually gave her
mother. It was one of the most passionate kisses she'd ever given.  Janet
returned it, with her hands exploring the lean, smooth texture of her
daughter's slender adolescent body.

   When their kiss broke, Fiona burned with desire, a carnal lust that
transcended gender and sexual taboos.  She bent and licked around her
mother's nipple, then sucked hard on the erect bud. Janet cradled the
girl's head to her breast, and felt Fiona sucking and licking her tit,
suckling her just like she had done as a baby. But now it was different,
her little sucking mouth sent shivers of lust to the core of Janet's being.

   Fiona's right hand slid between her mother's legs, stroking tentatively
at first then more eagerly. Her own pussy spasmed when her fingers
discovered that her mother's cunt was soaking wet. Her fingers slid back
and forth through the hot, slippery cuntlips, then Fiona sighed as her
finger slid into her mother's body.  Janet gasped, rocking her hips forward
against her daughter's exploring hand, trembling with excitement.

   Janet crawled between her Fiona's legs and spread her daughter's
pussy-lips with her thumbs. Then, before the youngster fully understood
what was happening, Janet pressed her mouth over Fiona's gooey little cunt
and began to nibble and suck. Fiona threw back her pretty blonde head and
moaned loudly. She couldn't believe it. Her own mother was sucking her
pussy!

   The feel of a mouth and lips on her hotly aroused little cunt felt
utterly fantastic, and that tongue... her mother's wonderful long
tongue... swirling around inside her, probing and delving like a wiggly
little cock.  Janet began sucking Fiona's pussy like a puppy-dog, lapping
her daughter's free-flowing juices and sliding her hands up and down
Fiona's thighs. Fiona gasped for breath, her stomach heaved in and out and
her legs trembled.  Janet sucked and licked, and Fiona shuddered. A wave
washed over her, starting in her cunt and spreading outward, returning to
her twat as a flood of thick creamy juice to be greedily lapped up by her
ravenous mother.

   Fiona lay back exhausted, her body weak and flushed. Janet crawled up
beside her and kissed her daughter's tits, then kissed Fiona on the mouth.
Fiona tasted her own juices, not for the first time but certainly the most
erotic.  Her mother's lips were slick and their tongues danced.  Soon,
Janet was gasping for breath, sucking off her daughter had excited the
woman so much that her own cunt demanded immediate attention. She took
Fiona's hand and plunged three fingers into her horny gash, fucking them in
and out as she kissed the girl passionately. Fiona sensed Janet's urgency,
she was highly aroused. Her mother had given her so much exquisite pleasure
and Fiona suddenly wanted to return the favour.

   Instinctively, Fiona moved her head between Janet's thighs and
tentatively tongued her mother's swollen pussylips.  Her tongue licked
lightly over the glistening slit, finding her clit at the top, all swollen
and hard. Janet's hips jerked, as Fiona continued to lick circles around
it.  Soon Fiona's chin was slick with the juices seeping from her mother's
sex, and her little tongue was sliding all around.  Fiona loved the feeling
on her tongue, and her face. The smooth, warm, slippery wetness excited
her, and the musky scent of her mother filled her nostrils.

   "Put your fingers in me, baby", Janet said breathlessly.

   Fiona did. First one finger, then two, then a third. Janet's hips bucked
and Fiona flicked her tongue over her mother's swollen clit. She felt the
spasms around her fingers, the grasping, pulsing squeezes as her mother
began to cum instantly. Fiona shoved her fingers in deep, moving her hand
back and forth until her mother moaned loudly and began shuddering.
Janet's hips ground against her daughter's invading fingers, and her hand
pushed Fiona's face tightly against her cunt. When Fiona pulled her fingers
out, they glistened with her mother's cream, a few whitish globs clinging
to her fingers.  Fiona licked her fingers off, savoring it like a fine
sauce.

   They lay on the bed for some time, hugging and kissing each other
tenderly. They had shared something very special, and each felt closer to
the other than they'd ever been before. Mother and daughter had become
lovers.

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