Date: Thu, 08 Mar 2001 14:57:24 -0500
From: ChriH6@netscape.net
Subject: Tina's Story

TINA'S STORY - Part 1
By Christine

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I was half way to school one morning before I realized that I had left a
term paper laying on my desk at home. It was due that day, so I returned
home immediately.

As I entered, I glanced into the kitchen but didn't see my mother at the
table drinking coffee as usual. Only slightly puzzled, I continued up the
stairs toward my bedroom. Even though I was nearing the end of my first
year of college, I was still living at home. It wasn't bad. I came and went
as I pleased, even staying away overnight sometimes without telling my
parents. The combination of sneakers and deep pile carpet made my movement
down the hall virtually silent. As I approached my bedroom door, I heard
someone moaning. The sound stopped me in my tracks.

Wanting to know what was going on before I barged into my room, I moved
against the wall, slowly approached the door and carefully peeked in. My
stomach flipped, my mouth went dry and I could hear my heart pounding in my
ears.

My mother was standing in front of my full length mirror, legs spread,
completely naked and fingering herself furiously while holding a pair of my
soiled panties to her nose. I recognized them immediately and began to
blush. That was the pair I was wearing when I woke up that morning from an
erotic dream, rubbing my pussy. Those panties my mother had to her nose
were soaked when I had removed them.

I should have been repulsed but instead I felt a familiar stirring in my
loins and my nipples were getting hard. At first, my heart was pounding so
hard in my ears that I couldn't make out what Mom was saying. Then I heard
it, "Fuck me, Tina. fuck your sweet mother."  I was immediately shocked but
at the same time I was beginning to get turned on.

I stood there, for what seemed like an eternity, fondling myself ,watching
my mother, knees slightly bent, breasts jiggling, thrusting her fingers
into her pussy.

Finally, I turned and leaned against the wall, breathing hard, fighting the
feelings I was experiencing, trying to decide what to do next. After a few
seconds, a few minutes, a few hours....I don't know how long it was, I
quietly went downstairs, opened the door, slammed it and yelled, "Are you
home, Mom?". I hesitated a couple of minutes before starting upstairs.
About half way up my mother appeared at the top of the stairs, tying her
robe and saying, " Oh, dear. You surprised me. I didn't expect you back so
soon."

"I'll bet you didn't," I was thinking as I said, "I didn't mean to startle
you. I had to come back for some papers."

She was blushing as I went past on the way down the hall.

I got my papers and went on to school but couldn't concentrate on my
studies all day. The image of my mother, burned in my mind, made me so
horny, that I was in the ladies room twice that day masturbating.

I had been sexually active for a couple of years and had fantasized about
having sex with another female, but never my mother. The closest I ever
came, in reality, was French kissing my best friend while we fondled each
other through our clothes when we were about 15 yrs old. Usually, when I
masturbated, I visualized a stiff dick in my pussy or my mouth. But after
that day, I thought of my mother, wondering how it would feel to finger
fuck her while she sucked on my tits. This got to be an every night ritual
and I didn't know what to do about it.

For years she had just been Mom. I had seen her hundreds of times in
various states of undress without paying much attention. After that fateful
day, I realized that my mother was a very sexy lady.

We didn't look that much alike, she had lovely deep auburn hair while mine
was like my father's, mousy brown, and my features where a mixture of both
parents. I had always wanted to be as pretty as my mother, but was stuck
with just average looks. We were about the same size though, close enough
that we could get by wearing the each others clothes. Hers were a little
loose on me and mine were a little tight on her but the difference wasn't
noticeable. I could barely fill a 32B bra but my Mother put a strain on
one. Her ass was just a little broader than mine despite the 18 years
difference in age and, from what I had seen in my bedroom that morning,
still firm.

For about the last year my mother would go out alone on some nights when my
father was out of town, which was often. I was too absorbed in myself to
care where she went or what she did, but this new found interest in my
mother peaked my curiosity. About two weeks after I had caught her in my
bedroom, my father had gone away on business, I saw my mother was getting
dressed to go out. I noticed for the first time that she was dressed a
little sexy, showing to good advantage her lush body. This really got me
curious so I watched her pull out of the drive and turn toward downtown. I
raced downstairs, jumped in my car and followed. It didn't take me long to
catch up and I stayed about two cars lengths behind her. It wasn't
difficult as it was a Tuesday night and there wasn't much traffic. She took
a bypass around the downtown area and turned into an industrial park about
two miles from the city limits. This had me dumbfounded. "What the hell is
she doing here?" I thought as I follo!  wed. I slowed down so she wouldn't
know she was being tailed and watched her pull in to a half empty parking
lot, get out of her car and entered a nondescript building. There was
nothing on the outside except a dim light over the door.

I parked as far as I could from her car and slowly walked up to the same
door. I nervously opened the door just a little, peeking in, not knowing
what to expect and saw a barely illuminated hall with a door at the other
end. I pulled the door further open and stepped just inside trying to
decide whether I should venture any farther when I heard a voice saying,
"This is a private club, Miss, may I see your card?".

I was so focused on the other door that I hadn't seen the cashier type
window to my right. The source of the voice was a husky looking female,
with a buzz cut. "Obviously a dyke," I thought. I felt like I a child being
caught with my hand in the cookie jar. Turning to leave I stammered, "I'm
sorry, I was supposed to meet my friend Martha here. I thought I was late,
but I guess I'm not."

"What does Martha look like?"

"She is about my height, auburn hair, a little over 30," Thinking as I said
it that my mother would appreciate the lie about her age.

Grinning wickedly she said, "Oh, yes, luscious body. She came in about 5
minutes ago. She didn't mention you, but she does have a lot on her mind
tonight. She is allowed one guest so I'll take your word and let you in,"
as she was mentally undressing me with her eyes.

As my hand touched the door knob, I could hear it unlock. Slowly, opening
this door I peeked in but all I could see at first was a dimly lit circular
area near the far wall that appeared to be a stage. I stood with my back
pressed to the wall on one side of the door while my eyes adjusted to the
darkness.

The decor was very luxurious with three rows of plush love seats, arranged
in a semi-circle, with small drink tables at either end. It was populated
only by women, confirming what I had thought since my encounter with the
dyke out front. I should have been surprised that my mother was in a gay
bar, but instead I was a little excited. I sat in an empty love seat to my
right in the back row and began looking for my mother. The place was only
half full, but I couldn't see her anywhere.

Most of the women were paired up with just four or five singles. Some of
the couples were just talking, some where touching each other and some were
doing some heavy smooching. I was beginning to get turned on by what I was
seeing, but was more interested in finding my mother before she spotted me.

A sexily dressed waitress broke my concentration when she asked me what I
wanted to drink I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her tits were barely
covered by a black bustier and she was wearing a g-string that showed more
pussy than it hid. I had seen things like that in catalogs but had never
seen one in person. Just the sight of her made my nipples stiffen.

I wasn't a drinker and didn't have any idea what to order. The only thing I
could think of , besides the waitress, was scotch because my parents drank
it, so I ordered a scotch and water. When she returned and bent over to set
my drink on the table, all I could see was two luscious breasts. Admiring
her ass, as she walked away, I thought, "My God, I'm turning into a
lesbian".

I was looking for my mother when suddenly the whole place went pitch
black. In a few seconds a spotlight light illuminated a blond head on the
stage. The beam slowly expanded to reveal a tall, well endowed woman
wearing nothing but high heels with a large penis protruding from her
crotch and holding what appeared to be a riding crop in her right hand. I
had heard of women with cocks, never thinking I would see one. Then I
realized it was a strap-on dildo.

There was another woman on her hands and knees in front of the blonde. All
I could see was a shapely ass and a shaved pussy. The blonde starting
whacking the other one on the ass with her crop and said "I want you to
suck my cock, you fucking slut, I want it sucked good."

"Yes mistress, I will be glad to suck your cock, I promise I will suck it
good" The other one replied.

My god, I thought, "That sounds like my mother, but it couldn't be,"

The stage began revolving as the "slut" submissively crawled to the blonde,
took the head of the cock in her mouth and began sucking on it. "Take more
of it you bitch," the "mistress" said as she whacked the other one on the
ass.

I was mesmerized by this action. I had read about things like this but
didn't believe them. By that time the stage had revolved enough that I
could get a better look at the woman doing the sucking. It was my
mother. Surprisingly, I wasn't at all shocked to see my Mom on her knees,
her breasts wobbling all over, bobbing her head up and down on a dildo. It
fact it really turned me on.

I was rubbing my tits through my blouse, hoping that I could also work on
my wet cunt. I looked around to see that most of the other patrons were
either playing with themselves or their partner. That's all the
encouragement I needed.

I immediately unbuttoned my blouse, released the front clasp on my bra, and
began squeezing my breasts and nipples while never taking my eyes off my
mother.

"That's not good enough, you bitch, I want you to take it all," the tall
one commanded as she was whacked my mother hard on the ass, then grabbed
her hair with both hands and start thrusting hard and fast.

This really turned me on. I lifted my ass, pulled my skirt to my waist and
began rapidly rubbing my pussy.  Pushing the crotch of my panties aside, I
jammed two fingers in my cunt and began thrusting them into my pussy as
fast and deep as I could. I climaxed just as my mother took the rest of the
dildo in her mouth.

As I was gasping for air, I felt a hand cover my left breast and a voice in
my right ear breath, "Was that good, Sweetie. Was that a good orgasm?"

I looked to my right and nodded weakly to the dyke from the front door. I
had been so busy I didn't know she was there.

"It gets you hot watching your friend suck on that dick, doesn't it. Have
you ever fucked your friend?"

I managed a small shake of the head as she continued fondling my breast and
whispering in my ear, " I'll bet you want to don't you? I'll bet you want
to suck on those lovely titties and lick her magnificent pussy. I want
to. I want to fuck you too. I want to suck on your breasts and lick that
hot cunt of yours. You're getting hot again, aren't you? When you see what
happens to your friend next, you will be burning up."

She was defiantly getting me hot and curious. I focused again on the stage
as the blonde was saying to my mother, "That wasn't good enough you fucking
slut. You are going to be punished now."

"Oh, please don't punish me, Mistress, please, I'm trying. I promise I will
do better." My mother begged.

"It's too late now. Go grab the arms of that chair," She commanded as the
spot light followed them to an arm chair I hadn't noticed before.

My mother bent over and grabbed the arms of the chair as commanded, with
her legs spread wide and her ass in the air. When the stage had rotated to
give a full view of her cunt, I thought I could see juice dripping from it.

By this time the dyke had completely unbuttoned my blouse and was on her
knees sucking on my tits. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the sensation
but couldn't take them off the stage.

The "mistress" was whipping Mom's ass with the crop while my mother
whimpered, begging her to stop.

By this time the dyke had removed my panties, scooted my ass half out of
the love seat and was licking, kissing and tonguing my pussy. I had my
hands behind her head, thrusting at her mouth and moaning loudly. It didn't
make any difference by this time whether anyone heard me or not. There was
moaning, screaming, cunt licking and tit sucking going on all over the
place. Even the singles had paired up. One woman had my waitress bent over
the end of a love seat eating her pussy.

I looked back at the stage, with half closed eyes, just in time to see the
"mistress" put some gleaming substance all over the dildo and press it
against my mother's anus. Seeing this just made me hump the dykes face even
harder and faster.

I opened my eyes wide when I saw the head of the dildo disappear in Mom's
ass, then more and more as the "mistress" was thrusting in and out. My
mother was screaming and begging, "Don't hurt me, please, don't hurt me",
but thrusting her ass back as the "mistress" thrust forward.

Then I closed my eyes to the scene as I climaxed, rotating my pussy,
spreading my juice all over the dyke's face. She came up beside me as I was
catching my breath and kissing me tenderly while saying, "You are
fantastic. You need to come more often. Come anytime. Next time I`ll give
you a good fucking with my cock."

I came to my senses, straightened my clothes and left, without my panties,
before my Mom saw me. Her car was still in the parking lot as I drove
away. When I got home, I was so exhausted that I didn't bother with a
shower, just stripped and jumped into bed. I fell asleep immediately so I
didn't know what time my mother got home.

When I awoke the next morning, kind of hung over, sex was the furthest
thing from my mind. I had enough the previous evening to last at least a
couple of days, or so I thought. As I was soaping my lower body, thinking
about every thing I had seen and felt, I began rubbing my pussy with the
bar of soap. The feeling of the soap on my cunt and the memories got me so
hot I had to grab the towel rack with one hand to keep from falling, while
I was trying to jam the bar of soap into my pussy. It was oval shaped so I
managed to get part of it in while I pretending my mother was fucking me
with a dildo. The combination of the soap in my cunt and the warm spray on
my back caused a knee buckling orgasm. I must have yelled out loud because
as I was gasping for air, I heard a knock on the door and my mother saying,
"Are you all right in there Tina?"

I managed to reply with a shaky, "Yes Mother." as I turned off the shower,
grab a towel and went to the door, wondering what she was doing in my room.

I opened the door a crack and peeked around to see my mother standing
there.

"I was gathering you dirty clothes when I heard you yell. Are you sure your
okay?"

"Yes," I replied while thinking, "I know what you are going to do with my
dirty panties."

"I turned the shower control the wrong way and got a blast of really hot
water."

 After she left, I got dressed and went to school. I spent all day and a
couple of days after that makings plans for my mother.

First I needed two items, a dildo and a whip but didn't know where to get
them. I knew I could order by mail from some magazine or on the internet
but didn't want to wait that long, so I surfed the net until I found a
store about 40 miles away.

The following Saturday, I drove over there. It didn't take me long to find
store but I circled it several times before finally I getting enough
courage to go in. I was too embarrassed to ask for help, so I just browsed,
avoiding eye contact with anyone else in the store. I found a selection of
whips and picked one made of braided velvet about four feet long. It looked
perfect for what I had in mind. The dildos were in a showcase by the cash
register but I was reluctant to approach it. As I was stalling for time and
searching again for courage, I found a sexy red bra and panty set. It was
actually a push-up half bra that would leave the nipples exposed and the
panties were crotch-less. Finally, with my head lowered, I eased up to
select a dildo. I never knew there so many styles and sizes. I picked one
that looked like a real cock of about 8" in length and a little larger in
diameter than any real ones I had ever seen. I knew that my mother could
take a larger one but didn't t!  hink I could. I had just enough cash to
pay for everything. The total was more than I had planned on, but I
couldn't use a credit card because my father would see the statement.

I was tingling all over with anticipation on the way home thinking about
the dildo and what I was going to do with it. I pulled it out of the
package, made sure there were no other cars near me and began to lick it,
suck it and rub it on my crotch. By the time I got home I was nearly ready
to climax. Running to my room, I stripped and began fucking myself with the
dildo while moaning, "Fuck me, Mommie, fuck your sweet daughter".

I was so hot that it only took a couple of strokes to make me cum but I
kept pumping it in and out of my cunt, squeezing my tits hard until I
climaxed again and again.

I had to wait over a week before my went Dad left on another business
trip. My body was tingling all that day with anticipation.

It was apparent at dinner, by the way she was dressed, Mom had plans for
that evening. Little did she know that I had other plans. I had put on the
new bra, carefully selected a tee shirt that fit snugly over my nearly
naked breasts. I caught Mom several times looking at the pencil eraser
sized nipples, trying to escape the confines of my shirt. At the same time
it was hard for me to keep from staring at the two erect nipples pushing at
her dress.

After dinner, we went to the den and Mom fixed herself a drink. I surprised
her by asking for one too. I could see that she made mine a little weaker
than her own. Sipping on it reminded me of the drink I had bought at her
club but never touched. As we chatted it was obvious that my mother was
having a hard time keeping her eyes off my chest. When her drink was nearly
finished, I asked, "When are you leaving?"

"In a few minutes dear. Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"Don't leave yet, I want to show you something. I'll only be gone a minute,
" I said as I hurried to my bedroom.

I stripped to my bra, strapped on the dildo and adjusted the straps. That's
when I realized that there was a little nub one end fit right up against my
clit, "This going to be better than I imagined." I thought as I pulled on
the crotch less panties. I put on a pair of red high heels that I had
bought the day before, stood in front of the mirror and admired myself. I
got turned on just looking at myself and stroking my "cock". Then I grabbed
the whip, yelled, "Mother, will you come up here please?" and moved behind
the door.

Mom came through the door, not seeing me, called out, "Where are you?", as
she continued toward my bathroom.

I stepped from behind the door, "Right here Mother," as I popped her on the
ass. I had been practicing with the whip and was quite good with it.

She jumped forward as she grabbed her ass and yelled, "What the HELL!". She
turned around then and saw me. "Tina, what are you doing? Why are you
dressed like that?" see exclaimed as her eyes, as big as saucers, looked me
up and down.

I popped the whip next to her and said, "Shut up Mother. I will do all the
talking. When I ask you a question, your reply will be either "Yes" or "No"
and the answered had better be correct".

Still playing the indignant Mother she said. "Tina, this is going to stop
right now. I'm walking.……"

I stopped her in mid-sentence by popping her on the thigh.

"Your not going anywhere, Mother. You are a fucking slut and you are going
to be punished."

It was plain to see, by the expression her face, that she was wondering how
much I knew and how did I find out.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes."  I popped her on the thigh. "YES!"

I was really enjoying this. Especially, when I saw that naked lust was
replacing the indignant Mother routine.

"Now, Slut, take off your dress."

She was wearing a low cut black dress, showing a little cleavage while
promising a lot more, black sheers and high heels. Her hands were shaking
as she reached behind her, unzipped the dress, shrugged it off her
shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. It slipped down her body revealing
two firm breasts encased in a black lace, cup less bra, matching garter
belt and high cut crotch less panties. It was apparent that she had dressed
for fucking and that's what she was going to get. She looked so sexy I
thought I would climax right then.

"You're wanting to get fucked, aren't you slut?" I said as I ran the whip
up and down her inner thighs.

She was visibly shuttering as she replied. "Y Y Y Yes."

"You want me to fuck you. You want your sweet daughter to fuck you, don't
you Mommie"

I could barely hear her say, "Yes"

Cracking the whip on her thigh, I said, "Louder Mommie, I can't hear you."

"YES!"

We were both speaking in husky voices as I tweaked each of her nipples in
turn with the whip.  "Do you want your sweet daughter to suck on your
nipples?"  "YES"

"Yes, what mother? What do you want?"


"Oh, Tina, I want you to suck on my tits."


"What else do you want Mommie?"


Visibly shivering, she pleaded. "I want you to fuck me. Please, I can't
stand it any longer. Please, Tina, fuck your Mommie."

I was so horny by this time that I couldn't play this game any longer. I
moved to her, pulled her to me, our nearly identical breasts smashed
together, my "cock" pressed against her crotch and we began kissing. We
were both breathing hard as our mouths opened wide to let our tongues do
battle and Mom was humping against my "cock".

"Oh, my darling," Mom whispered hotly in my ear, "I want you so bad." as we
moved to my bed, Mom pulling me on top.

I didn't say a word as I inserted my "cock" in her cunt, placing my hands
at her sides, to push my self up and began thrusting in and out of my
Mother's sopping wet pussy. She reached for my hanging breasts and began
pulling on my nipples. That just made me fuck harder.

"Oh, fuck your Mother, fuuuuuuck, fuuuuuuuck me."

We soon climaxed, at the same time, both moaning loudly as our orgasms
soared through our bodies.

When I collapsed on top of her, she held me tight, kissing me tenderly as
we rolled over to lay side by side. She swung one leg over mine while still
impaled on my "cock."

We were silent as we kissed and fondled until normal breathing returned.
"That was wonderful, Darling. I've wanted you for so long."

"Yes, I know you have Mother."

"How did you know?"

I told her about catching her in my bedroom and all about that night at her
club. When I got to the part about the dyke, Mom began moving her pelvis
against mine.

"Oh, Baby, I am so jealous. Rosemary got to taste your sweet pussy before I
did. She's good isn't she?"

"Has she ate you, Mommie?" I asked as I began to thrust against her again.

"Oh, yes, darling. Many, many times." She replied with a look of joy.

"You are the first woman I've fucked, Mom."

"Oh, Sweetheart, that makes me feel at little better."  She said, hugged me
tighter as we began fucking again.

We lay there for a long time slowly fucking, kissing, and nibbling. This
time our climaxes were not as violent but just as satisfying. After that we
both fell asleep.

I have no idea how long we slept. When I woke up, Mother was between my
legs, removing my "cock" and panties.

"What are you doing Mom?"

"I want to taste your sweet pussy, my darling daughter. I want to eat you
just as I dreamed about."

"Oh, Mommie, I want to taste yours too. I want to eat my Mommie's pussy."

Mom moved around so we were side by side with her shaved pussy in my face
as she began licking my hairy cunt, sending little pulses of pure pleasure
through my body.

I just looked at Mom's for awhile, savoring the moment. There was just a
hit of pink in her slit. I placed a finger in slightly, pulled it out,
placing it on my tongue.

"Oh, Mommie, your juice taste so sweet. This is the first time I've tasted
pussy"

She replied by spreading my labia and planting a juicy kiss on my lips. She
continued licking, kissing, sucking, causing the temperature of my lower to
rise to heights that I had never experienced. Occasionally, she would stop,
telling me how good I tasted, how much she enjoyed eating me, how good my
lips and tongue were making her feel. These comments made me want more of
her hot, sweet cunt.

When I climaxed, I buried my face in Mom's pussy, grabbed her around the
ass and held on tight, savoring the feeling of my orgasm, as it rippled
through my body, from my breasts to my toes transferring my juices from my
pussy to my mother's mouth.. Still shaking, I went back to lashing my
mother's clit until she also climaxed, filling my mouth with her nectar of
love.

We were both exhausted again and just lay still for a few minutes before
Mom moved up to take me in her arms and we cleaned each others faces.

"Tina, my love, I am so happy. I am so glad you caught me that day."

"I am too, Mom. I love making love with you." I said, then asked, "Can we
go to your club together some day?"

"Maybe, one of these days. I don't want to share you with anyone for
awhile. Oh, Tina, my darling, we are going to have so much fun together."

To Be Continued:
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